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  1. Hi everyone. I've gained a bit of confidence since introducing myself a few days ago, and have had some nice welcomes which I'm thankful for. Despite my confidence issues, especially talking about any of this, I do enjoy writing. So hopefully trying to write about myself as a character will make this experience better than any normal conversation people may get out of me. But I want to be able to share freely on here without worrying so I want to break through and share the first time I wet. It started as an accident then... it wasn't. It was back when I was in Year 8 in school, so I was about 12 or 13. I remember the day well as I hadn't drank most of the day and ended up getting dehydrated by lunch time. I had to leave the lesson early before lunch as I was getting dizzy and couldn't concentrate. It was here my friends realised and the teacher advised I go to the medical room to rehydrate. A friend walked me to the medical room. On the way she asked me something that up until that point in my life hadn't made me think about the topic of peeing so much. It was strange. She was trying to make me feel better by joking around and asked, "Have you not even peed today yet". Nothing strange about asking that right? No; but I remember trying to laugh when she said it but my focus went straight to my bladder. My answer was "No", as I hadn't. I even tried to push as if peeing, and there was nothing. Why I instinctively tried to push pee out I don't know. Straight away I was having a mental conversation with myself. 'why did you try and force pee out then?'. Possibly as a result of being in my dizzy state, that was the only thought that kept replying in my mind. Once in the medical room my friend left me and went back to the classroom as there was still about 15 minutes left of the lesson. The nurse asked me what I'd eaten and drank all day and I admitted nothing. What was an innocent lack of hunger early on in the day resulted in me disregarding the need to eat or drink until now. The nurse filled one of those plastic party cups with water and told me to sip at it. Once I finished that cup she refilled it and I continued to sip until lunch. I stayed in the medical room for at least 10 minutes into the lunch break. I'd sipped on and finished about 12 cups of water to re-hydrate myself. I had also started nibbling on my lunch from my bag, which I'd obviously left uneaten all day. So skipping the rest of lunch, I still had two lessons to attend. I felt a lot better and the dizziness had gone. The only issue I had now was I had PE. I never really enjoyed PE for two reasons: One, I'm not the best at sports, and anyone in the same boat as me will know if you're either not good or don't enjoy sports in school - PE can be a very unsatisfactory hour; and two, I didn't want to run around too much and dehydrate myself again. I'd spent most of the lesson staying pretty much out of the way and not playing the game too much, which was netball in the sports hall. About half way through the lesson was when i started to feel a hint of desperation. I almost zoned out and the thoughts from earlier filled my mind again. 'Why did you try to force out pee earlier?'. Compared to trying to play a sport I wasn't enjoying, this new drain of thought was somewhat welcome. I was about 2 on the scale. It crept up on me but it was easy to hold. You know the feeling you get? When you sort of like... tense to hold. I kept doing that. Not that by not holding it would let pee out, but I was tensing and relaxing a few times. Possibly to play with my bladder, but mostly because I was bored as hell. The thoughts were racing again, 'why are you doing this?' "BECCA!" I almost had to shake my head to zone back in as I was shouted at. As I looked up, the ball had just been thrown towards me. I wasn't ready. I didn't know. I wasn't paying attention. The ball came at me and I tried to catch it by hugging it as it came towards me. I failed. Instead, it impacted my stomach and bounced away towards the floor. It winded me and I let out a whimper. As I grabbed my stomach to comfort myself I wanted to cry. It wasn't even a hard impact but it was more due to shock. And the fact I wasn't having fun. and the fact I was ill earlier. It all caught up with me in that moment but I held back the tears and sat out instead. For the remainder of the lesson I sat on a bench hugging my stomach. I bounced my leg as I sat there as the pressure of the impact and me hugging myself was pushing down on my bladder enough to make me more desperate. By the end of the lesson i'd gone from a 2 to about a 4. The teacher gave a bit of a speech at the end of the lesson about teamwork and working together to score, which made us later than usual to get back to change back into normal uniform. Because of this, I didn't get time to use the toilet before the last lesson. In fact, as I write this, it seems odd how all of these small events started to build up to the wetting later - but has helped me remember the day so well. I sat in the last lesson thinking more of my stomach and bladder than I did the work. I remember it being English and we were doing some creative writing task. We were in a computer room and had those padded computer chairs on wheels. I swayed left and right slightly whilst I was sitting. Being quite short I couldn't reach the floor with flat feet, so bouncing my leg wasn't an option. As I swayed the chair left and right I kept squeezing my thighs together trying to concentrate on my work instead of how much I now needed to pee. Compared to how I felt earlier, I was starting to think that if I stopped tensing to hold now I might actually leak. So guess what naive, young me did. I thought it would be a clever idea to do the tense and relax thing again. At first I only relaxed for the smallest of moments which resulted in nothing. But as I carried on doing it I relaxed for slightly too long and dribbled into my underwear. As I panicked and quickly clenched up again I took a sharp inhale of breath and forced my thighs back together. My friend next to me, who I won't name, asked if I was okay. Obviously I said yes and tried to brush off my sudden action. As I held I kept tensing to hold more. As I held tightly then more tightly then less again, I felt the dampened material of my underwear move slightly against me. i was wholly embarrassed but no one knew, did they? No one could possibly know that I had just peed myself a bit. It wasn't much, but it was enough for me to notice I wasn't completely dry down there. Another problem was that having someone sat either side of me there was no way to discretely 'check for damage'. No one would see if my tights had got wet as well, but I was worried about the back side of my skirt. I was working myself up over nothing as when the lesson finished I managed to wipe my hands down the back of my skirt and felt no wet spot, so I was safe. Another problem was that I had to get the bus after school, and they didn't wait around so I once again had no time to use a toilet. By the time I was walking out of school i was a good 7 - 8. You know when you start tensing your face as well? Not that it makes a difference. I sat on the bus bouncing my leg quite hard. With my jacket on I was able to keep my hands in my lap innocently, but keep my hands pushed into my crotch without anyone noticing. I didn't speak much to my friends on the journey. I pretended I still wasn't feeling very well but instead I was focusing on holding. By the time I got off at my stop I was a 9. The 10ish minute walk from the bus stop was torture. I wanted to get home as quickly as possible but walked faster made it harder to hold, so that sucked too. As far as I could tell, the leak from earlier had dried completely but I kept having reoccurring thoughts of the event and the fact I tried to push pee out earlier in the day. My mind was rushing with pee thoughts which also didn't help. I was almost crying by the time I reach the outside of my house. As I reached the front door i put my bag on the floor and rummaged for the house keys. My legs were still tightly pressed together and I was bobbing up and down as I was bent over trying to find the key. You remember I said earlier how all these small events build up to the eventual wetting? Well guess what the next small thing was. I had forgotten my key. I swore at myself, now annoyed as well as desperate, as well as upset from being ill earlier on. I panicked as holding now hurt quite a bit. My Mum wasn't due home for another 40 minutes or so, and my Dad even later. I had no way of getting in. We don't really socialise with the neighbors much so I didn't even consider knocking on their door to stay inside until my Mum got home. This was the first time I ever forgot my key and of course it had to be today. I knew I couldn't hold much longer. Especially not until my mum got home. Even standing up now was proving a challenge as I was bobbing and tensing and clenching so much I must have looked weird to anyone who walked past, not that anyone did, I think. i was going over worst case scenarios. I knew I'd end up peeing somehow before my Mum got home so how would I do it? The front garden is almost covered by thick bushes so I could squat behind them? I didn't want to though. I remember the pain now being nearly unbearable. In between bobbing I struggled to hold well enough and immediately some pee released. I felt the spurt spread over the front of my underwear and dribble slightly down my tights. I nearly started crying again and sort of did a weird skip/trip over to the grass behind the bushes. I didn't have a choice, and my pride would have to take a hit. However, as I leapt over as close to the bushes as possible to keep myself hidden, I felt another spurt escape and this time it leaked down both legs and I felt the dribbles run down both sides of my tights. There was no stopping it now. As I attempted to lift my skirt I had no time to lower my tights and underwear. What started as a leap turned into a squat. As I was uncontrollably peeing the squat turned into me sitting on top of my legs on the grass. I was peeing full force through my underwear and tights. I was crying now too. I kept trying to clench up again but the feeling of the release was too nice to try and stop. I couldn't believe how in one day I could go from not needing to pee at all to now wetting myself in the grass. I didn't know what to do with myself. I started hugging my stomach again, but then kept trying to lift my skirt to prevent getting it wet, but then tried to push myself up off my legs, but I was in such an unbelievable situation I think I was just trying to find something to do other than wet. What was about 20 seconds worth of peeing felt like a lifetime. I remember feeling so bad, but even more relieved. When i had finished I didn't move. I stayed sitting on my legs in the grass. It took me a few minutes to gather my thoughts and I lifted my skirt to inspect underneath. I ran my hands up the inside of my legs and felt where the tights went from dry to saturated against my skin. I could see my white underwear underneath the tights. I think they had butterflies or dots on them or something like that. I pressed against my crotch and felt a slight layer of damp squelch against my and and fingers as I pressed inwards. I pulled away straight away and started tearing up again. I knew there was nothing I could do and still had ages until my Mum came home. I had to wait there in my wet clothes. I eventually stood up and felt my bum. It was saturated. My tights were stuck to my legs and my underwear was stuck to my bum. I looked at the ground and... you wouldn't tell someone just peed there. The only evidence was on my tights and underwear and they were hidden under my skirt, which got a bit wet but I couldn't believe how unnoticeable the incident was when I stood up straight. Now, I don't know why, but what I did next I'm still surprised about today. Well not too much as I'd do the same now, but surprised that I dd it at the time. As i stood there I looked down at the lack of damage the wetting caused to my lower legs and tights. Whether it was due to the fact I had already wet, or I was confused, or for another unknown reason, I pushed and forced my bladder to release again and as expected, the last rush of pee soaked the underneath of my underwear and ran gently down my tights. I remember watching as the wet lines ran down the material towards my shoes. Instead of holding again, I think I'd come to terms with what happened and carried on pushing. There wasn't much pee left but I purposefully let the rest out down my legs. By now I was just mesmerised by what was happening. Like, technically, sort of, I just got away with this. No one is here, no one saw, and by the time Mum gets home it might be less noticeable. I sat myself back down on the grass, again lifting my skirt so I didn't sit on it and create a wet spot. I sat crossed legged straight onto the grass and pulled my phone out to let my Mum know I had forgot my key; not that there was much she could do about it. I remember getting over it all relatively quickly, probably because I knew there was literally nothing I could do about it. But something had awoken. As I sat there for the next half an hour waiting, I kept pushing pee out as I sat there. I took it as a free pass. It had already happened so what difference does it make if I peed again? By the time my Mum got home I'd had a long time to overcome the embarrassment and awful feelings about the wetting. She said I was stupid for forgetting my key but of course I didn't dare mention the accident. As a result of this event, when I went to the toilet to change and clean myself off, this was the first time I ever 'touched myself'. Not properly, but it felt like the right thing to do? It felt like an instinctive reaction. Like I said, it wasn't anything proper or serious but I remember from the event this day was what started me off through my teen years. I didn't fully wet for a while after that day, but did regularly when walking from the bus to get home I would do the holding and relaxing thing. If I spurted, so what? It was never as bad as the day of the full wetting. But this was my 100% fully personal secret thing. I started to enjoy it more and more but didn't dare share anything with anyone. When anything pee related came up in conversation or in class I stayed so quiet that I probably looked guilty anyway. But yes. now I've written than I realise how much I've droned on. So I apologise for that. But hey, I got into the flow of it. No pun intended. Maybe. Becca x
    9 points
  2. Hi - I'll introduce myself a little first. I'm a 20 year-old college student getting my degree in creative writing (that's how I ended up here! I love to document every moment of my life in writing). I have been into omo for a long time, probably since I was 11 or so, but I've never, ever lived alone so I've never really had much time to indulge in anything other than videos. I hold a lot, especially on drives back and forth from home to my apartment near the university (2 hour drive) and let myself leak slowly in an Always pad. I live with my boyfriend and a good friend now. My boyfriend has recently started working nights and my other roommate is gone a lot to conferences and back home, so I'm at home alone a lot more now. I've wet my underwear on the toilet once or twice but never really anything more. until tonight! I was hanging around by myself in front of the computer, got a familiar tinge, and thought, "eh, why not?" So I downed a glass of water and waited. I share laundry so it's kind of hard to actually wet clothes most of the time since my boyfriend and I do laundry together at a laundromat. But recently I out grew a pair of pants (just enough to where they are uncomfortable to wear for a whole day) and they've been hanging in the back of the closet for a few weeks. I figured if I just washed them out in the tub and hung them back up to dry he wouldn't notice. So I put them on, and let the buzzing in my abdomen grow, lightly stroking myself through my underwear until I hit the peak of pleasure in my hold - any longer and it would have been painful. I tried to let go for a while and couldn't - I don't know why but I just couldn't get myself to go. I walked around my flat several times, trying to get a flow started, to no avail. So I stuck a pad in, since I'm used to using one on the road. I sat down and started to let small spurts out like I usually do. I felt the first spurt come out and nearly couldn't keep from touching myself. I was so excited for what I was about to do. After a few spurts, when I got started good, I went to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror so I could watch and continued to let small amounts out at a time. When it got hard to stop, I just let it continue. Oh - my - god. I'm a serious skeptic, but I'm pretty sure that was a religious experience. It started slow. I was going at a steady rate but I couldn't see a wet patch, so I started to push a little harder and totally lost control. I SOAKED my pants. Both legs, front and back. I always thought my bladder was so small, so I was floored by the amount of liquid rushing out of me, into my pants and onto the floor. I rocked back in bliss and propped myself up on the wall, sliding my hand into my jeans to relieve my arousal. Cleanup wasn't the most fun, but I hung my pants to dry after a good rinse and wring, and mopped the bathroom. I'm still so astounded at how great it felt. I don't know when I'll have the chance to do this again, but my god I'm already looking for openings. I don't think I've ever been so turned on.
    7 points
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    第4弾! 家庭内隠撮 不測の事態!トイレ足止めおしっこ漏らし【女子校生版】 There are many situations in our daily life when it's very hard to approach toilet. In this movie, the school girls' leak is included. After slipping in the storehouse, the girl leaked in the dustbin. Or the pee leaked when the toilet is repaired. After pure schoolgirls fighting with their pee, they failed physiologically and psychologically and the warm liquid leaked from the skirt. This is the 4th movie of the 'leaking at home' series. I have posted the first one: I like this series very much. Enjoy~ The speed of uploading is very fast today, and I don't know why! --------------------------------------------------------------- 日々の生活の中でトイレに行けないアクシデントの数々を纏めた、空前絶後の人気作第4弾の今作は、今までの作品とは違い、ターゲットを絞り、「女子校生」でのお漏らしのみを収録いたしました。倉庫内で一人探し物をしていたら足を滑らせ、ゴミ箱にはまってしまい抜け出せなくなってしまいそのままお漏らしをしてしまうお転婆な娘、家のトイレが故障して修理している業者の横で我慢できず尿道から羞恥汁が溢れてしまった娘など。若く、まだ穢れを知らない少女たちが、あらゆる場面で自分の尿意と格闘しながらも、最後の最後は脳も肉体も制御不能となりスカートの中から生温かいお漏らし汁が流れ出続ける。それを人に直視され恥ずかしさに赤面する様子はシリーズ史上もっとも興奮すること間違いなしです! Productcode: DLSL-214 Downloadable: 2017/12/25 Shipping: 2018/01/10 Time: 143 Bitrate: 4000 kbps Studios: Sharila
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    5 points
  4. Ok, so this is my second submission to this site, it's about something that happened to me about a year ago, an here's how it went: So it was October, you know the spooky month, and i thought the mood was perfect for some spookiness so i had the “great” idea to watch a bunch of scary movies on my own, i don't really remember the titles of all the films but there were classic ones like the exorcist, alien (the first one) and nightmare in Elmer street, while the majority was just some random stuff i found online. I started watching them at around 2pm and finished the last movie at 11pm, since it was quite late i decided I'd just go to sleep, however a few hours later i woke up in the middle of the night for no particular reason, though since i was up i decided to go have a glass of water, so i got up and walked to the kitchen. (Before i tell the rest i think i should make something clear, despite having decided to watch all that as if I'd be ok anyway, truth is that deep down I'm pretty much a scaredy cat, and ghosts/demons as well as darkness are in my list of worst fears, so what happens next is not something particularly unusual for me though it has never reached this degree before, well now back to the story) As i walked a bit groggly to the kitchen still pretty much half asleep and started to turn on the lights, but only the ones that were in my way so all the others were still off, I drank the water and put the glass in the sink and turned to go back to my room, however when i did i swear at the time it was the most scared I've ever been, here in my house the kitchen and the dining room are connected to the living room, and in there there were a few clothes right on top of a chair which was facing directly at me, and that combined with the fact that the room was an really dark it looked humanoid, and my brain being the dick he is though “hey doesn't that look like a demon”, at that moment i froze, I didn't know what to do i just stood there and looked at it, then the pile moved and that was when i lost it, my knees gave in and i fell down, my whole body was shaking as i sat there, and just then the whole pile, which was all crooked already fell forward which just made me lose it completely and i started to pee in my pants, when i realized what was happening i tried to hold myself but it was too late, my pajama pants were completely soaked and a large puddle had formed around me, after i was done having my accident i just got up, still a bit shaken, i went to the bathroom to get cleaned and afterwards i cleaned the mess i made in the floor, then being a bit calmer i went back to bed, though this time i left a light on.
    5 points
  5. View File [DLSL-214]第4弾! 家庭内隠撮 不測の事態!トイレ足止めおしっこ漏らし【女子校生版】 第4弾! 家庭内隠撮 不測の事態!トイレ足止めおしっこ漏らし【女子校生版】 There are many situations in our daily life when it's very hard to approach toilet. In this movie, the school girls' leak is included. After slipping in the storehouse, the girl leaked in the dustbin. Or the pee leaked when the toilet is repaired. After pure schoolgirls fighting with their pee, they failed physiologically and psychologically and the warm liquid leaked from the skirt. This is the 4th movie of the 'leaking at home' series. I have posted the first one: I like this series very much. Enjoy~ The speed of uploading is very fast today, and I don't know why! --------------------------------------------------------------- 日々の生活の中でトイレに行けないアクシデントの数々を纏めた、空前絶後の人気作第4弾の今作は、今までの作品とは違い、ターゲットを絞り、「女子校生」でのお漏らしのみを収録いたしました。倉庫内で一人探し物をしていたら足を滑らせ、ゴミ箱にはまってしまい抜け出せなくなってしまいそのままお漏らしをしてしまうお転婆な娘、家のトイレが故障して修理している業者の横で我慢できず尿道から羞恥汁が溢れてしまった娘など。若く、まだ穢れを知らない少女たちが、あらゆる場面で自分の尿意と格闘しながらも、最後の最後は脳も肉体も制御不能となりスカートの中から生温かいお漏らし汁が流れ出続ける。それを人に直視され恥ずかしさに赤面する様子はシリーズ史上もっとも興奮すること間違いなしです! Productcode: DLSL-214 Downloadable: 2017/12/25 Shipping: 2018/01/10 Time: 143 Bitrate: 4000 kbps Studios: Sharila Submitter Satori Submitted 01/13/2018 Category Female videos Clothing Unspecified
    4 points
  6. Hey guys! This is my first post here in this wonderful website. I've been lurking for years now but I finally experienced something that might be worth posting. Do you guys like backstories? I'm a 19 year old girl from Portugal that finally got enough money from working at her shitty job to finally make the trip of her dreams. Italy was always a place I would like to visit, with their amazing culture and breathtaking monuments. I'm staying in Rome at the moment in a cheap ass youth hostel... I share a semi- decent sized room with about 10 boys and girls, most of them wear underwear around the room which makes me somewhat aroused and which in turn makes me incredibly embarassed. It was all fine and dandy when I arrived at the said Youth Hostel; I shily said my "hi's" to the boys and girls, got my clothes in my side of the closet and went straight to sleep as I was very very tired. I woke up the next day with people talking loudly and decided to leave for my trip early in the morning. I waited ages in line to take my morning pee as all bathrooms were occupided (I was marching in place as my bladder yelled at me for not peeing before sleeping) but eventually came my turn and I sighed in relief as the pee flowed out of me. I then took a shower, put on a bit of make-up and put my clothes on: a black sweater over a button shirt, black skinny high waisted pants and a long jacket. The weather was awesome and I thought it would be such an amazing day. I decided to go to the colloseum first, it was a 2 hour walk not including subway rides so it was pretty far away from the place I now had to call home. Since I was alone and only had Google maps to guide me I got lost very quickly (I'm not very good with maps) I was determined to see the Trevi fountain today and all that aimlessly walking around got me very very thristy (you probably can see where this is going) so I bought a big ass waterbottle and a average can of ice tea. I drank the ice tea in almost one gulp and started sipping from my waterbottle. After a few hours of walking around and drinking I felt that familiar twinge in my bladder- Here's the thing, I NEVER get desperate to pee. I have a pretty big bladder and I usually never go pass my limits, especially in public- Call it an iron bladder if you will- but there was something different this time. My need was growing and FAST. I finally got to the Trevi Fountain after another 2 hours of walking- it was beautiful, simply amazing- but part of me couldn't even enjoy it because of my dumb bladder. I wasn't going to let such a silly thing ruin my fun so I held it in the best I could... but then I noticed that he fountain would not shut up, the water splashing just kept sending signs to my bladder, tormenting me, mocking me... at that point I was doing my best not to squirm but my body seemed to have a mind of it's own and my thighs kept getting pressed together without my concent... I threw my coin into the water and was preparing to leave when a beautiful Italian boy around my age invited me for some ice cream. I was completely stunned. How could I refused such an offer? We walked for about 5 minutes in an akward silence (thanks to my anxiety... and bladder) and we finally got to an ice cream stand. They all looked so delicious and he paid for a big sized chocolate one, my favourite flavor. We sat on the church steps slowly eating. He was trying to talk to me but I was too focused on my bladder to give him more than a forced strained smile. After about 20 minutes of eating and senseless talking I was begining to get desperate. I could not stop squirming and my legs would not stop shaking. I desperatly wanted to cross my legs and jam a hand in between them but alas, it wouldn't make a very good impression on the young boy. I just kept pressing my poor "zone" onto the steps, hoping he wouldn't notice. After what seemed like an eternity, maybe 30 minutes or so we finally parted, I said I had to go home meet a friend and he asked me to dinner. I accepted, maybe this time our date would go by a lot more pee desperation free. When he left I started to jump in place, whispering a bunch of silly "ooh oh oh" under my breath. My need was slowly driving me insane and just knowing that the walk home was at least 2 hours with a bunch of subway rides in between almost drove me to tears. I decided I would just look for a public bathroom... there were none. On all the hours I walked in Rome I did not see a single public bathroom. I even searched "toilets in Rome" on Google Maps but every bathroom was pay (which I refused to do, even bursting) or very busy. I was completely fucked... I decided to not give up and still look for that perfect heavenly toilet. I walked in some random direction and after about 20 minutes I realized I was lost... again. It was getting dark and the cold against my body was making my bladder ache in desperation. I looked around and placed my hand against my crotch, refusing to hold myself but dying to. Even if I wanted to walk home at that point I had no idea where the roads were going to take me. I grimanced and pressed ny legs together with my hands at my side, trying to control myself. I was dying. After 30 minutes of walking I was so tired I had to sit down. Even though all I wanted was to keep going my legs and feet were so sore from walking all day. The moment my butt hit the chair a wave of desperation hit me and I instantly pressed my hand against my crotch, finally holding myself. I was so embarassed I wanted to cry right then and there. The streets were so busy. What would they think if they saw a 19 year old holding herself like a little child? At least I was sitting down so no one noticed- still, my fears were quite real. I squeezed my muscles as hard as I could and got up from the chair, my legs almost giving out on me. I was so close to my limit where before I didn't even knew I had a limit. I walked for about another hour, completely frantic. I was NOT going to pee my pants, that was not an option. I was going to hold it in, I didn't even cared if I got sick. I was not going to let go. There were constant waves hitting me in every step and everytime I was whispering "Oh God I just wanna pee. I wanna hold myself. I wanna hold myself. I wanna pee. Please God let me hold it in" I just wanted to get home. At distance I saw something that almost made me pee myself right there- it was the subway station. I could finally get home and pee, I thought. I started to run to the station... bad idea. All those quick steps were making the water in my bladder slosh around painfully. I had to stop mid away, gasping as a tiny single drop escaped my poor pee-hole and got absorved into my panties. I didn't even think twice before grabbing frantically at my crotch, stoping the drop from becoming a leak. The relief of finally being able to hold myself was great...but then my reflief turned into sheer embarassment when I noticed some group of cute boys and girls giving me weird looks, almost smiling at me. I peeled my hand away from my aching crotch and squeezed my muscles with all my might as I slowly walked into the station, my legs completely glued together. I didn't even think of looking for the bathroom before taking out my ticket and boarding the subway, after waiting for a short amout of time... which to me took an eternity I rushed inside the packed vihicle and looked for somewhere to sit... there were none. I grabbed a pole and pushed myself onto it, a smart alternitive to holding my throabing crotch, I thought. The ride was hell. The contents of my still filling bladder were getting unbearable and the shaking of the subway was not helping my case. Each time it came to a stop and vibrated my bladder shook with it. It was complete torture. I felt another drop escape and I pushed my crotch against the dirty pole forcefully, stoping the flow once again as I was biting my lip hard. I almost started rubbing myself against it if it wasn't for someone bumping against me. I gasped as my legs tembled in utter desperation. I was NOT going to pee myself. I was not. I WAS NOT. I finally arrived to my destination. This was the hardest part for me- walking to the hostel. I couldn't stop shaking. My legs were so tired they were almost collapsing and my feet were getting boils on them. I grinted my theet as my need so grand that my back was hurting, almost with an unbearable pain. I was in so much pain. My vision got clouded by tears as I held my bladder to the end of the street. I pushed my pride to the side and started to full on pee dancing as I had to get through that 10 minute walk home. I had to stop every few steps to burry my hand deep into my crotch, bending over. I clenched my theet and persevered and with my hands clawing betweet my legs and my legs pressed together I finally managed to get inside the place I was staying. I hopped into my room and dropped my jacket on the floor as I unbutton my pants, letting my bladder expand. It was rock hard and almost looked like a ballon about to pop. To my horror all bathrooms were occupided and I had to painfully wait in line, there were at least 2 people in front of me. I was a complete mess, I wasn't even trying to keep myself under control anymore. I was on the verge of wetting myself in front of all those cute boys and girls... I was very lucky as the girl in front of me noticed my desperation and lend me her spot in front of the line. I don't think I will ever be able to forget her.... as soon as I heard the toilet flush a spurt shot out of me and wet my panties. I kept screaming to myself "Oh God no please no no no no" as I held on for dear life. As soon as the door opened I rushed inside, not even having the time to pull my pants and panties down before I exploded. I felt a thin stream running down my legs as I quickly as possible pulled my clothes down and sat on the toilet. At first it was only a very light stream but then it got thicker and thicker. Hitting the inside of the toilet with a loud splash. I peed for about two minutes straight. The relief was imense, almost like an orgasm. It just felt so wonderful I couldn' keep myself from letting out a little moan as I shivered in pleasure. I hope you guys liked my story! It was totally hell for me but I still hope someone can enjoy my little desperate adventure. It doesn't happen very often so I really hope it made this website justice <3
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  7. After a week of work, I have finished a complete animation involving wetting and hypnosis. The Animation is voiced (sub only), has sfx and Background Music. This is my first work fully using Photoshop for an Animation (there's a previous one, but I used mostly gimp, I am sure you will easily be able to find it on this board). Here's a quick summary pick to have a look at it before you download the whole thing. The vid contains a lot of inner resisting monologue as you can see and yes, it's all voiced in japanese. The commands given to Arisa (the sub) are of the caliber that makes her scream and beg to not do this to her, so expect that when you watch it. The original Art comes from Tokubetsu Jugyou 3SLG (the Eroge) released by Bishop and so does the voice of the sub, though the voicelines have been rearranged and modified. So without any further teasing, here is the vid: Arisa_hypnosys_final.mp4 If you are not able to download it or don't want to, you can watch it directly on dropbox as well: https://www.dropbox.com/s/vuy2scercwa2q1u/Arisa_hypnosys_final.mp4?dl=0 Please leave a lot of comments if you like it and if not, let me know too.
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    公然お漏らし同時中継 (MES009) This movie includes girls peeing in the public. With a camera in their skirt, girls peed in the street and their pants are wetted! Since uploading is very fast, the second video is uploaded today! This video is a little old. Enjoy~ ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 人通りの多い雑踏や、コンビニやモールなどで女の子にお漏らしをしてもらうのが本作なのである。それだけでは物足りなさを感じたスタッフ一同は、スカートの中にもカメラを仕掛けることによって、公然でお漏らししているさまと徐々にパンティがおしっこで染みわたっていくさまも同時に楽しめる革新的なスタイルを開発することに成功したのである。お漏らしファンもパンティフリークも同時に楽しめる本作を是非ご堪能あれ!! 商品ID: DLMES009 タイトル: 公然お漏らし同時中継 レーベル名: MESS AGE シリーズ名: タグおしっこ おもらし 素人 足 野外 再生時間: 113分 ビットレート: 4000 kbps 配信開始日: 2014/11/05 通販開始日: 2014/11/05
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  9. You can hardly expect the whole world to adapt to you. She didn't make that video for you either.
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  10. Couldn't wait... no time to get knickers down IMG_0718.MOV Made a puddle... oops
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  11. here's a clip I found of a Dutch girl wetting her pants and then showing off her accident. She talks directly into the camera to you/the viewer. The set-up is she's making a little dirty film for someone and as she gets home she has a tiny little accident in her pants. She makes a bit of drama about how embarrassed she is and how dirty she feels. She then procedes to undress and to clean herself up revealing her dirty knickers. What I realy love about it, appart from her staged embarrasement is that she talks about her accident in Dutch which to me is a major turn-on. ok, I hope you enjoy it as much as I did nederlands.mp4
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  12. View File [MES009]公然お漏らし同時中継 公然お漏らし同時中継 (MES009) This movie includes girls peeing in the public. With a camera in their skirt, girls peed in the street and their pants are wetted! Since uploading is very fast, the second video is uploaded today! This video is a little old. Enjoy~ ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 人通りの多い雑踏や、コンビニやモールなどで女の子にお漏らしをしてもらうのが本作なのである。それだけでは物足りなさを感じたスタッフ一同は、スカートの中にもカメラを仕掛けることによって、公然でお漏らししているさまと徐々にパンティがおしっこで染みわたっていくさまも同時に楽しめる革新的なスタイルを開発することに成功したのである。お漏らしファンもパンティフリークも同時に楽しめる本作を是非ご堪能あれ!! 商品ID: DLMES009 タイトル: 公然お漏らし同時中継 レーベル名: MESS AGE シリーズ名: タグおしっこ おもらし 素人 足 野外 再生時間: 113分 ビットレート: 4000 kbps 配信開始日: 2014/11/05 通販開始日: 2014/11/05 Submitter Satori Submitted 01/13/2018 Category Public wetting Clothing Unspecified
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    Just did this quick drawing. I know its not the best but this is my first time drawing omorashi stuff
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  14. Wetting her blue trousers View File Here is a new wetting from my girfriend. Outside in her blue trousers. In both videos you see the same, but the quality is different. One is the untouched file in 2160p and and one is a small version for the mobile users or who has a slow internet connection in 1080p. Submitter Omo_You Submitted 01/11/2018 Category Female videos Clothing Unspecified
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  15. Connie was a beautiful, bright twenty year old blonde. A white girl, but a little tan as it was summer and she and her friends were getting back from the beach. It was such a hot day that Connie guzzled down probably half the bottles of water that brought in the cooler. It was a fun day with her three friends and boyfriend who brought his buddy along. She loved her boyfriend Bricks and all her friends. But she was also a very self-conscience girl. She had a rock hard, thin but nice beach body. And her glasses were a sexy feature to guys she met so she never got contacts. But she easily got embarrassed. Her embarrassment caused massive panic attacks, she would cry, turn red all over, sweat, shake, all from humiliation. So she tried to avoid situations that cause it. Which is why it really sucked with what happened today..... Connie only wore a black two piece swimsuit. Her black bra tight around her big boobs and black panties that tightened in the center of her butt and went up the crack to show her butt cheeks. Needless to say she noticed Bricks and his friend were trying hard to keep their boners down. She laughed. And they started to walk back to the car and head home. “Today was a lot of fun,” Connie said. “Definitely!” Her friend Mary said. That’s when Connie noticed her bladder pain had grown much worse. She felt she had to go a little before, but now it was like a load pushing out of her. “Ummm,” Connie started to shake. She didn’t want to admit her need to go in front of her friends. Embarrassing. “Guys I think I’m going to grab something back at the snack bar quick since it’s a long ride home.” “I’ll come with you,” Bricks said. “No babe, go keep my seat warm. I’ll get you something.” Then Connie ran off, feeling her bladder pains increase. Her legs tight as she took little steps and arms stuck to her sides. She was tense. The kind of feeling one gets when they get closer to the bathroom knowing relief is there but then it’s at a point where they can’t go back. “Oh I gotta pee, I gotta pee, I gotta—-Ah Shit!” To her horror, both bathrooms had out of order signs. They were the only bathrooms in the beach. Seeing the ocean and splashing waves near by only made the ocean in her bladder about to explode out of her. She crossed her legs and bounced. Started to sweat. “Oooooh mannnnn!” She bit her lips knowing she had to work fast. She went under the boardwalk and got behind a pillar. Her breathing was heavy as she started to pull her panties down about to pee in the sand. The ride home was three hours she’d never make it. Again she did not want to tell her friends to stop somewhere it was too embarrassing. At last she knew she be getting release and smiled. “Excuse me!” A voice shocked Connie from behind. She quickly pulled her panties up, keeping every ounce of pee inside her still. It was a hunky lifeguard. This guy was ripped, and being so hot bad making her feel wet down there in her private area did not help her hold it. She crossed her sexy tan legs tight. “Ms. Were you about to pee on this pillar?” He asked. “What?!? No no no no no!” Connie faked a laugh as she barely held on to the load inside. “I-I-I jjjust wanted to see if there were seashells around here that I don’t own yet. Collecting that’s all.” Her voice was louder than she thought due to what was happening. “Are you sure?” the lifeguard asked.”you don’t have to go?” “Oh no me?!” Connies face covered in sweat and shook with crossed legs. “Nah ah. Not me!” “Ok well I was going to say-“ She could not take this anymore. She had to go back to her friends or they would think she’s taking a crap instead somewhere. “I’m sorry but I really have to go....TO MY FRIENDS!” She have a final awkward laugh, fixing her glasses slipping off her face and ran off. The lifeguard looked puzzled and said, “I was just going to say we have another restroom over there.” In the opposite direction Connie just ran, another men and women’s lavatory. Open and ready for anyone. “Where the food?” Bricks asked “Um um um um um!” Damn. Connie felt so stupid and started to turn red. Her bladder ached so bad she had to hold onto the car to keep herself up straight. “Snack bar closed. Babe let’s go.” “There’s no rush Connie I mean-“ “I want to have sex once we get back.” They has only dated six months and Bricks was patient. Nice guy, they did sleep in the same bed a couple times but no sex yet. The guy of her dreams. “Imagine all this without these,” She introduced her hot body. Her boyfriend nearly fell over as all the blood left his head and went into his erected dick. “LETS GO GUYS!” That ride was the longest of her life. So painful as well. Bumps all over the road making her bladder feel like it would explode any second. She say her legs crossed and hands on crotch. Actually one hand covered the other, as the other hand poked under her panties into her pee hole to plug herself up. Connie felt like a boxer was taking one punch after the other into her gut she had to pee so bad. She tried to stop shaking. She really did. “Babe you Ok?” Bricks asked. Mary looked to the backseat and saw Connie. “You sick? We can pull over-“ “No!” She yelled uncontrollably. “I mean umm...I’m fine.” She bit her lips and formed a fake smile feeling her bladder send off signals. Red alert red alert! EMERGENCY! One hour out of the three they had to drive passed. Suddenly...SPURT! Connie froze as a small leakage of pee shot out of her weakening crotch. She hasn’t had an accident since she was a baby. She was an adult for crying out loud. You would think living in an apartment with parents, an Uncle and Aunt, two cousins, and three siblings and one bathroom would teach self discipline and control. Nope! She had come close many times to this day nearly wetting herself. In front of her own family would be humiliating enough and cause her to die. And they lived in the city in a building with huge condos and apartments for big families. The only bathroom were those in the rooms. Had she ever tried to cry when she had to wait in her Family bathroom line every morning? Duh! But they were a strict military Family. You fight or fail on your own and clean up your messes (literally in that case). One time she was bouncing aggressively up and down with her cousins and Dad in front of her in line saying she would burst. They would not let her cut. This happened to her siblings and cousins at times when they were last in line. Everyone fought to build strength. Luckily she made it that day. Granted she was not in countdown time at that time. She had not reached countdown time in years. “Merrr!” She moaned quietly as a surge of cramps shot through her legs from crossing them so hard and a bladder pulse that made her squirm side to side in her car seat. Her leg cramp was so bad it felt like her calf muscles would pop out of the skin. She had to keep them crossed. Or she would explode! Bricks noticed his girlfriend crying a little and shaking. It was clear what was happening. “Babe do you have to pee?” Connie sucked on her lips as butterflies filled her stomach. “Wha-no. Just migraines that’s all.” “You sure? Not be mean but you know about that issue I have right?” She remembered. Pee and poop grossed Bricks out. His last girlfriend was into omorashi and stuff like that and he thought it was nasty. And she really liked this guy. Her wetting did not mean he would break up with her, but it would be super embarrassing. He was captain of the college football team. So if something like that happened it would no doubt get around school. Connie tried to admit she needed to go, but it would not come out of her mouth as words. This sucked! She was going to ruin her new expensive bathing suit, probably be unable to walk for a while due to these leg cramps she wouldn’t stretch out, embarrass herself in front of her friends, boyfriend (ex MAYBE if she couldn’t hold it in) and be humiliated probably if word got out around campus. SPURT!....another two small streams of leakage went down her leg. Connie’s eyes widened as she literally felt her belly would explode open any second as massive cramps shot through it and sent shivers up her spine. SPURT! She couldn’t stop. Another spurt of leakage. Bricks friend turned to look at Connie sniffing. “Dude do you smell something?” Bricks noticed it too. Connies heart was beating so fast she heard it and felt it beat against her chest. Her throat went dry. COUNTDOWN TIME! Her body alarms went off. Countdown time only happened when she was literally about to burst. It was something her mom taught her as a kid when teaching her how to use the potty and it never failed. She had 60 seconds left. There were no exits. And she noticed they were stuck in traffic. Cars all around them. “Ahhhh!” Connie cried as everyone looked at her shocked. “Guys please I...oh no...” she wrestled to open the car door and run out but it wouldn’t budge. Countdown time: 43..........38.....” SPUURT! “No, no. No! Mary unlock the doors!” 20........10......”No....argh!” She pulled her legs up to her chest and crossed at ankles. It didn’t matter. She fought and fought but it was a losing battle. 3....2....”Errgggh No...Oh NO! CAN’T NOOOOOOOO! PLEASE NOT HERE NOOOO!” Poor Connie could not control her bladder any longer. The force so strong it shot her legs open as hard streams of boiling pee that burned her crotch like fire shot out of her. She could not regain control as everyone in the car backed away and saw their friend explode into an eruption off pee that went everywhere. Seats, Windows....they all got out of the car and left Connie by herself as people in other cars stared and laughed. She turned so red as a river blew out from under her. Still coming! Liters of pent up pee being released against her will. Connies heart beats so fast she held her chest and cried harder than she ever had as she had the most embarrassing accident she ever had. Little did she know it would not be her last. “Ooohhhhoooooo! Why me?!! Why God WHY!!!!” “What the?” Connie awoke. She was in her bed. Her blonde hair all around her face, her tan body only having on a white t shirt and dark blue panties that rode up her ass. Everything was dry. She was home. Bricks next Her in bed. “It was....just a dream.” That’s right she remembered. They came back from the bar last night after drinking for hours. They danced, laughed. Her boyfriend went to use the nasty bar bathroom and then they came home. They went straight to bed. “Hey babe,” Bricks said. They kissed. “You were squirming all night and yelled a couple times. You ok?” “Bad dream Bricks.” Thankfully it was all fake. Every consequence she went over in her mind in that dream would happen...but luckily it she didn’t wet herself. So for now she didn’t have to worry about doing something embarrassing in front of Bricks, having an accident in front of loved ones, probably needing surgery to fix her bladder. She laughed. Then she heard an alarm go off. There was no alarm in the room. It was in her head. “What the?....EEEEE!” Oh no.....COUNTDOWN TIME! 60....58....Connie grabbed her crotch hard as she suddenly felt all those drinks had caught up with her and filled her bladder to explosion point. It hurt so bad and she could feel it coming. Connie put on her glasses. She leaped out of bed and felt a surge of pain shoot through her leg. “AHH!” She fell. Bricks was barely awake. “Babe what’s going on?” He asked getting up. Connie looked and saw her foot. Her toes crossed over one another and her calf swollen. That was all a Dream last night, but it was influenced by things in her sleep. She must have got a leg cramp last night and forgot. COUNTDOWN TIME: 45....Connie had to go! She pulled herself up from her dresser. “Come on....i...g-gotta make it. Or else I lose!” She was already embarrassed with all this in front of Bricks. She couldn’t imagine wetting herself next. NO! SHE COULD NOT PEE IN HER PANTIES! Connie hopped on one foot towards her bedroom door. "Ow, ow, ow!" 34......33.....30 Her breathing heavy, heart racing. But she felt a sigh of relief now that the toilet was only a couple doors down. She grabbed the knob, her bladder sending painful pulses everywhere in her body. "Almost there!" 25......24......23......Turned it, opened the door and ran out.......... .....and imminently bumper into her brother. “Watch it!” He said. Connie said, “I’m sorry Jason I just gotta-NO!” Jason, her two other siblings, cousins, Uncle and Aunt and mom all in front of her in a line where a couple other of them squirmed. Connie was last in a long bathroom line. "Babe?" Bricks called from the room. Connie sweated, shook like crazy, her crotch on fire, belly having huge pulse like aches. “Umm Guys!” She panicked. This can't be happening.......only it was. She bounced in place. “Guys can I cut please I just have to pee.” No dice. They all shook their heads as she knew the rules. Not in front of everyone she would die of embarrassment. “Guys.....Ummmm” Her arms crossed on her upper half as she rubbed her sides. No use. "I really REALLY gotta get in there. I have to use the bathroom." She then grunted, "Come on." She noticed Bricks behind her looking at her like this was all odd. Her face turned red. Then she grabbed her crotch hard and slouched over.............18...........15..... “Guys I can’t stop Countdown Time. I’m on Countdown Time and can’t stop it. Fighting a losing battle! Guys, please, GUYS!” Poor, poor Connie. THE END.
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  16. Author's note: This is a story that wrote for a different pee sight and thought I would share it on this one. Hope you enjoy it. Danny and Selena were normal college seniors until the day they volunteered to undergo a science experiment for extra credit. The experiment was to see if it was possible to teleport two people at the same time from one pad to another. While the experiment was successful, there was an unintended side-affect: Danny and Selena had switched bodies. While the scientists were trying to figure out what went wrong, the two unlucky college students were told not to leave the building. Five hours after the body swap, Selena (in Danny's) body was desperately feeling the call of nature. "Hey Danny,", said Selena nervously. "Do you think you could show me how to use the bathroom in this body?" Danny's (in Selena's body) face went bright red at the thought that Selena would both have to see and handle his junk in order to do the deed. "I'm sure that the scientists almost have things figured out. Can't it wait a while longer?" "No it can't," whined Selena. "I think your body already leaked a little." Not seeing another alternative, Danny grabbed Selena and took her to the men's room. Luckily for them, this men's room was not typically used, however that meant it also wasn't cleaned all that often either. After taking one look at the stalls, Selena said,"There's no way in hell that I'm using those stalls even if I am in your body." "Well then i guess you don't have any other choice but to use the urinal," said Danny. Selena turned to look at the urinals. They were the kind that extended to the floor and had bowl shaped bottoms. "So how do I do this?" asked Selena. "Normally, i would just unzip my pants and whip it out," replied Danny. "However, I think that you would mess it up and end up soaking my pants. So instead I'm going to ask that you strip my bottom half naked." "Alright," said Selena blushing. She removed Danny's pants and underwear. She was so used to seeing a vagina so to instead see a dick sprouting from between the legs was quite a shock. Truthfully it was her first time seeing a man's dick in real-life. "Would you say that you are well endowed?" asked a curious Selena. "I'm slightly above average," replied Danny. "Now let's get this over with. The first thing you need to do is stand at the urinal and spread your legs a little. Next you need to grab hold of the dick with both hands and use it to aim," said Danny doing his best to pantomime the action. Danny watched as Selena did as he told her. A couple minutes passed but nothing happened. "What's the problem?" "It's gone rock hard," said Selena. "The pee just won't come out." Realizing that Selena was experiencing the thing that many guys dread occurring when they need to pee, Danny said, "Try thinking of the least sexy thing you can imagine." Selena did as she was told and within a minute she was peeing. The only problem was that she had no idea how to control Danny's dick and was now spraying piss all over the place. "It's going everywhere!" screamed Selena. "Help me!" Danny quickly told her to pinch off the stream. As she did Danny walked over to his body and proceeded to grab the dick. He then proceeded to aim while Selena did the rest. It felt weird for Danny to be touching his dick while in someone else's body but at the same time it was sort of turning him on. After Selena was finished, she put Danny's cloths back on and went to wash her hands. "We should probably head back now," said Selena. "Hold on a sec," said Danny. "Now i gotta go too." He proceeded to take off Selena's skirt and was shocked to see black lace panties. He never pictured her to be the type to wear this type of underwear. As he took of the panties, he caught a glimpse of a patch of blonde hair which confirmed to him that Selena was indeed a natural blond. He walked over to the urinal that was not covered in piss and proceeded to squat down until he was just barely hovering over the bowl of the urinal. He took a deep breath and with a great push, a golden jet burst forth from Selena's pussy. He watched as the stream hit the white porcelain and the red urinal cake at the bottom. This was the first time he had ever seen a girl pee and he could tell that it was turning him on as he could feel Selena's nipples getting harder. As he was finishing up, Selena handed him a piece of toilet paper. "Be sure to wipe really well down there." As Danny took the toilet paper, he couldn't help but notice that his own body had developed an erection, a sign that Selena was turned on as well. He decided not to say anything as he put the skirt and panties back on. The two then left and within a couple of hours they were back in their own bodies, leaving only their memories as proof of the time they had spent using the bathroom in each other's bodies.
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  17. This is a piece I wrote for someone, just thought of sharing it here for the ladies who might be interested. Apologies if it is not good enough. Happy New Year 2018 to all! Enjoy! ---- Athena, The Lady of Thesox loved watching men desperate to pee. All her life, she had dreamt of controlling a man’s piss. Having absolute authority over a man’s bladder. After her husband, the lord passed away, leaving behind five children in her safety, Athena had found herself busy with the duties of being a mother and the lady of a vast kingdom. But now that her children were busy with themselves, it left Athena with the time to explore her fantasies. Lady Athena declared an open challenge, “I hereby declare that I will award a large castle and a beautiful wife to any man who would dare to accept my challenge of holding his piss until I give him the discretion to release his waters...” The word spread like wildfire through the country, but no man dared to accept the challenge. Several days passed but to Lady Athena’s great dismay, no one stepped up to confront her. But then, a fortnight later, a man named Malcolm visited her castle. “I accept your challenge!” he said. “Oh, but remember, once you participate, you can only quit if I give you the permission, and not before” Lady Athena smirked. “I accept your challenge my lady” Malcolm said, “I have a large bladder.” “Very well then, the challenge will start tomorrow, get a good night’s sleep” she said, “I shall see you in the morning.” Malcolm was shown to his chambers by the servants. The next morning, when Malcolm visited the grand hall of the castle, he found Lady Athena already waiting for him there, with a large tub of lukewarm water that had vapours of steam rising from it. “From today on, each day, you’ll drink a hundred and ninety litres of water in the morning. An elephant drinks this much in the entire day, so I guess it will be good for you as starters” Athena smiled haughtily, almost expecting Malcolm to be shocked at the amount she had mentioned but the man stood defiant. Gulping the lump in his throat, he began drinking from the tub with the help of a jug. And after two hours of continuous drinking, the man was finished with the tub. “Looks like you have finished it all! Good, that’ll ready you for a big pee” Lady Athena smiled. It was true, Malcolm’s stomach felt bloated with all the water and he knew, such a large quantity would make him piss like an elephant. But he wasn’t worried. With his bladder capacity, needing to pee was never an issue. Lady Athena and Malcolm spent the morning in the church and during the lunch hours, she had her servants serve Malcolm with sixty litres of hot barley tea. That was too much liquid going inside his bladder and Malcolm was beginning to get worried if he’d be able to hold it till Lady Athena wanted him to. But with hesitation, he drank down all the tea given to him and hoped it wouldn’t make him want to pee badly. But while Lady Athena was enjoying the desperation Malcolm was facing, another problem was brewing inside the stable of her castle. Oros was a majestic and powerful centaur that Lady Athena had as her pet and her protector. The being though thoughtful and intelligent, was kept in the stable along with the horses. He was gifted to the Lady by a fabled conjuror and would only listen to commands from Athena. Each morning and evening, the lady would take the centaur out of the castle for a piss as the other servants were scared to go even near the fiend. But since the last two days, the lady had completely forgotten about her pet. “Where is my lady? She hasn’t visited me in two days...” the centaur asked a servant nearby who happened to be feeding the horses. “Well she’s busy with a guest” he answered before walking away with a stack of hay in his hands. Oros held the chain around his neck and sighed in dismay before settling down to the ground. Each day, the being was given four hundred and fifty litres of water to drink, which meant, he already had over nine hundred litres in his bladder. But his vessel was huge and Oros knew he could hold longer if needs be, but not much longer. Inside the stone walls of the castle, Malcolm was beginning to feel the first signs of his filling bladder but he was confident he could wait. Athena could see the first signs of a bladder bulge beginning to form in Malcolm’s midriff. She invited him for a walk in the gardens, hoping some movement would help him digest all that liquid quicker. She noticed the man walked a bit weirdly, but then what could she expect from a person containing over two hundred and fifty litres of liquid in his stomach. In the evening, Malcolm was served, fifteen litres of milk along with thirty five more litres of water. The man was trembling at the liquid intake. “My lady, I just wanted to know how long will this challenge last?” Malcolm asked, placing a hand on his rapidly filling bladder. “Until I am sure that you have the biggest bladder, this challenge will go on” Lady Athena smirked. She could see his bladder distinctly bulging over his breeches and she knew he had some serious pressure building up, much to her amusement. Little did Lady Athena know that her day was going to get much busier though. A huge blow of trumpets from the courtyard announced the arrival of Prince Noah to the castle. The Prince had travelled all the way to Lady Athena’s castle far up north to take an account of the law and order in her state. “Very welcome my prince, it is a great honour to have you as our guest” the lady greeted. “I am pleased my lady, could you please show me to my chambers, it has been a long and cold journey and I would like to have some rest” the Prince said. Lady Athena personally showed the Prince to his chambers and once alone the Prince made his way straight to the privy. Though in his mid thirties, the prince was a strong and muscular man who drank plenty of water each day. Since the morning, the prince charming had drunk over two hundred litres of pure water, and a large amount of honey water and lemonade. But unfortunately for the Prince, when he tried to open the large wooden door of his privy, it refused to budge. It was jammed. The Prince thought of telling Lady Athena of the problem but then decided against it, as it was thought to be a matter of great disgrace for a monarch to tell someone about their need to relieve themselves. The Prince went downstairs to have his supper, but much to his annoyance and frustration, the servants poured him mug after mug of hard cold beer. Lady Athena wondered what a big pee the prince would take after all that beer, and decided to feed the same amount to Malcolm who was sitting right next to her at the table. By the time the dinner was done, both Prince Noah and Malcolm had drunk over twenty large mugs of beer, and Lady Athena was pleased to think of how much Malcolm’s bladder would fill over the course of the night. Noah however was absolute about not disclosing his problem to Lady Athena. So the Prince quietly went to bed, hoping to find a solution to his problem the next day.
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  18. This story is very strongly inspired by an experience I had on a flight coming back home from holiday about a week ago. Just after I had sat down, a couple - we'll call them Helen and John as I don't know what their real names were - came and sat down in the row in front of me. Helen was probably around 40 and looked even younger. She was tall and slim, with a nice perky bum and a large bust. She was dressed for the warm weather and wore a loose, coral coloured blouse and thin, slim fitting, white linen trousers that hugged her ample hips perfectly. At first, I didn't take all that much notice of her, but as the flight went on I was unable to pay attention to much else. Here is the story as I imagine it from her perspective, hope you enjoy ? _____ Helen sat down in the middle seat of row 29, her husband, John, to her left in the aisle seat. She had had a splitting headache since around 4 o'clock, and the late departure of the flight back to London Heathrow hadn't helped. There was a three and a half-hour flight ahead, and she wanted to get home. "John, I've still got that headache, do you have any more painkillers I could take?" Helen groaned, rubbing her temple with two fingers. "Yeah sure, but I don't have any water for you to take them with, we'll have to get a bottle after take-off" John replied. Helen sighed, sat back, and waited while the rest of the passengers took to their seats. In contrast to the delayed departure, the plane taxied to the runway promptly and they were in the air before too long. The pilot turned the seatbelt warning light out, and the cabin crew were soon coming around with refreshments. Helen bought a large, litre bottle of water, keen to rehydrate herself as well as take the painkillers, to stave off the headache until she got home. She knocked back the painkillers and began to drink the litre of water in fast little sips, as quickly as she could manage. She chatted with John for a while about how the delay would affect their taxi ride home, and she hoped she wouldn't get to bed too late. By the time Helen had finished the bottle of water the painkillers were beginning to make her feel drowsy. About an hour into the flight, she fell fast asleep. ***** Helen awoke two hours later to John nudging her on the arm, "Helen, wake up, you won't sleep tonight if you sleep through the whole flight" he joked. Helen came slowly round and soon realised that she'd made a mistake with the bottle of water two hours earlier. "Ooh god, how long till we land? I really need the loo" she whispered. "Well, we've been in the air for about 3 hours, so I'd guess we have at least another half an hour" John estimated. "God, really? I hate plane loos, but there's no way I can wait that long. Why did you let me drink all that water?" She laughed, through gritted teeth. Reluctantly, Helen stood up and walked to the back of the plane. Unfortunately, as it was towards the end of the flight, there was a small queue for the toilet, with three women in front of Helen, presumably in a similar, if not quite so serious situation. As she had stood up, Helen had begun to realise the magnitude of her predicament. She had had a litre of water two hours ago, and had been drinking steadily prior to the flight, to reduce the severity of her headache. She hadn't been to the loo in almost four hours and had drunk probably two litres or more since then. Her bladder really was very full indeed. Helen didn't want anybody else to be aware of her situation, but being as full as she was, she couldn't help but step very slowly from foot to foot whilst bending slightly at the waist. One woman exited the toilet and another entered. Five minutes went by and Helen was beginning to get worried. Her situation was getting worse, and despite her embarrassment, she couldn't help but firmly cross her legs and place a hand gently between her thighs. "God" she thought "Hurry up!" Another woman exited the toilet and another entered. Crossing her legs and holding herself was helping Helen to control her urge to pee. Another five minutes passed. Now there was only one lady between her and the relief she so desperately needed. Despite her struggle, she thought she was going to make it. *BING* "Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We will soon be landing at London Heathrow airport. For your safety and comfort, please return to your seats and fasten your seat belts until the Fasten Seat Belt sign is switched off. We hope you have had a pleasant flight and hope to see you again soon." "Oh fuck, no!" Helen thought. She toyed with the idea of remaining in the queue, as it was only her and one other woman, and by now she was getting very worried about her chances of making it if she did not release the torrent of pee inside her very soon. Just then a hostess appeared from the galley kitchen at the back of the plane, and dashed those hopes entirely. "My apologies ladies, but may I ask you both to return to your seats and fasten your seat belts as we will soon be landing". Helen groaned, turned, and walked back to her seat. "Relieved?" said John. "No, there was a queue, so I didn't get to go. I'm not sure I'm going to make it John, I'm absolutely bursting for the loo" came Helen's strained reply. "Don't worry, I'm sure we'll be on the ground soon" he reassured her. "I hope so" she said, not putting too much faith in his words. As Helen sat down, the last woman who had gone into the toilet walked past and sat down in her seat, a few rows in front of Helen and John. Helen eyed her relaxed gait with considerable envy, and felt a pulse from her bladder as the plane hit turbulence and jolted. She did not have long. She fastened her seatbelt and settled into her seat as best she could. The plane turned down and to the left, descending slowly in a wide loop over outer South West London. Ten minutes later Helen was practically crawling up the wall in desperation. She had her legs tightly crossed, with both hands pressed firmly between her thighs. She was trying with all her might to contain the litres of pee that her bladder alone was struggling to contain. Meanwhile the plane had made little progress towards the ground. This time of the week the airport was very busy, with holidaymakers returning home, ready for the working week ahead. Another five minutes went by and by now Helen was softly pumping her leg up and down and shifting around in her seat noticeably, trying anything she could to control herself. She was now past caring what anyone else thought, even though the person in the window seat to right of her must now clearly be able to see what her predicament was, and quite how serious it had gotten. The plane continued its slow descent, and after another ten minutes or so they were approaching the runway. As they touched down, Helen's seatbelt dug into her bladder, and the vibrations from the runway caused Helen to gasp suddenly, as a small spurt of pee escaped into her knickers. This was especially bad news for Helen because today she had worn a very thin pair of knickers that would not absorb any further accidents. On top of this, the white linen trousers that had served her so well in the Mediterranean heat would clearly show up even the tiniest of leaks. She needed to get to a toilet and she needed to get to one now. The journey from runway to gate was mercifully short, and the seat belt warning signs were soon turned off. As the plane pulled up to the gate, John stood up and passed Helen her bag from the overhead locker, before retrieving his own. "Not long now" he said reassuringly, as she sat silently in concentration. "God, I hope so" came Helen's whispered reply. Five or so minutes passed as the executive and business class passengers disembarked through the only exit at the front of the plane. Helen remained seated, keen for as few people as possible to see how desperate to pee she was. She had put on enough of a show earlier in the queue. Finally, the rest of the passengers could disembark, but progress was torturously slow. Many passengers were still retrieving bags, and seemingly in no rush, much to Helen's dismay. She eventually entered the aisle, allowing John to go first. She tried manfully to walk normally, but by now she had been holding upwards of two litres of pee for nearly five hours. She was bent slightly at the waist and couldn't help but hold herself between her legs as she walked. They exited the plane and began the long walk to passport control. Helen tried to walk purposefully towards the relief she so craved, but each step jogged her tired bladder so terribly that she was forced to make slow progress. A fellow passenger brushed past her to get ahead onto the travellator, and the jolt caused Helen to bend double in an effort to contain another spurt. She was going to wet herself any minute. She hobbled off the end of the travellator and around a corner, there it was. The relief Helen had been in dire need of for over an hour now. The toilet was just the other side of the electronic passport control gates. Helen followed John to the nearest gate where they joined the back of a short queue. She was still bent over, hand firmly between her legs. She wiggled her firm bottom around and pee danced for all she was worth, giving the people in the queue behind her quite the show. At one point her posture, her bouncing and her loose-fitting top combined to give the security guard the other side of the gate an eyeful of her ample breasts. But she didn't care, she was so very close; both to relief, and to wetting herself. The queue dwindled gradually as people passed through the electronic passport gate. Many people seemed unfamiliar with the relatively new - fangled system, and seemed to dither a lot as a result. This was utter torture for poor Helen’s bladder which felt as if it was about to burst any moment. Helen shook constantly with the effort to hold back the tide. "Fuck, I hope I can make it" she stammered under her breath. Soon, it was John's turn to pass through the gate. He fumbled getting his passport out of his pocket, but soon placed it on the reader and after a short thinking time the system let him through the first part of the gate. The second part of the gate required him to stand still and straight upright as the camera analysed his facial features. After another few seconds, the camera recognised his face and let him through. He put his case down just outside the toilet and hurried in. Helen had her passport ready, and having let the machine scan it, was quickly through to the second part of the system. She was still bent over slightly and despite her best efforts, could not quite stand still long enough for the camera to recognise her face. "Madam, please stand still and upright so the camera can correctly analyse your facial features" came the call of the airport staff member behind her. "Please step back through the gate, place your passport on the machine and try again. If the camera can't read your face you'll have to join the manual check queue." Helen turned to look at the queue that she would have to join. It was by now at least a hundred people long, and seemed to not be moving at all. Her bladder pulsed suddenly, more strongly this time, and it took all Helen's strength not to wet herself completely on the spot. "Imagine!" she thought. "A grown woman like me peeing myself in front of all these people. No, it can't happen." She steeled herself for what would almost certainly be her last chance at getting to the toilet in time. She placed her passport on the reader and after a long few seconds the first gate open. She stepped through and her bladder pulsed hard again. She whimpered and shoved a hand firmly into her crotch as this time a strong spurt escaped. Helen was sure it was serious enough to have been visible through her paper-thin linen trousers. "God" she thought, "this is mortifying, I'm so close!" By now the passengers behind her in the queue had begun to take notice of her obvious predicament. She could hear them laughing at her as she wiggled around desperately in front of them, her white linen trousers doing nothing to disguise the small wet spot now slowly spreading from her crotch. She winced and began to straighten up. She left one hand in her crotch and summoned up all her willpower to stop wiggling desperately. She turned slightly to face the camera and relaxed her face as much as she could. The camera 'thought' for what seemed like an eternity, but just as Helen was about to lose control for what would surely have been the final time, a green tick appeared on the screen in front of her and the second gate opened. Helen couldn't believe it, she hobbled as fast as she could manage through the gate and towards the toilets that were no more than 10 metres away. She walked with one hand in her crotch and was permanently bent double trying to hold on for a few more precious seconds. Another small spurt escaped, and soaked her knickers. Helen could feel the pee beginning to run down her trouser legs. She flung her bag down next to John's and hurried into the ladies. Her heart sank as she rounded the corner and saw a queue of four other women. "Please no, I can't manage this!" She thought. "Not having come this far!" Just then a cubicle opened. "Please, can I go first? I'm about to wet myself!" Helen begged the lady at the front of the queue. Seeing Helen's obvious predicament, the woman agreed and Helen hobbled into the cubicle. She slammed the cubicle door and fumbled with the lock. She tore her trousers down. She didn't have time to take her knickers down because as soon as she bent to remove her trousers her bladder exploded with tremendous force. The torrent of pee shot out of Helen as she sat down on the toilet with a bump and let out a loud, protracted moan of relief that would have been audible to all the other ladies in the toilet. After what must have been a couple of minutes her stream eventually slowed and stopped. She cleaned herself up and inspected the damage to her knickers and trousers. Her knickers were totally soaked - partly from the leaks over the last hour, but mostly from the torrent that she had let loose over the last couple of minutes. She disposed of them in the bin. Her trousers too were in a bad state. The crotch was now almost completely see through, and a translucent patch ran all the way up her bottom almost to the waistband. The inner thighs of her trousers were also streaked with pee. She dried them off as best she could and pulled them up around her broad hips. The still damp material felt awfully cold against her skin, but she had no alternative. She cleaned the floor around the toilet from where she had lost control, took a deep breath and left the cubicle. She washed her hands, made sure her hair was OK in the mirror and returned outside the toilets to a waiting John. "Everything ok?" he inquired innocently. "Just about!" laughed Helen. "But don't you ever let me fall asleep on a plane again!" ***** The remainder of Helen and John’s journey home by taxi passed relatively uneventfully, but by the time the taxi pulled up to their house, Helen was squirming in her seat once more. She hurried inside, rushed upstairs to the bathroom, and released another torrent from her exhausted bladder. Helen thanked her lucky stars that she had not wet herself, as she had so nearly done multiple times that day. She also vowed to watch her fluid intake whenever she travelled long – distance in future, as she didn’t fancy her chances of success if she ever had to face such an ordeal again. _____ Thanks for reading ?
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  19. Okay, so a little bit of background. On one of my usual trips through the Internet looking for things that might or might not be interesting in the land of omorashi, I stumbled upon a little article someone had posted somewhere on how to achieve very rapid and powerful desperation. While recognizing that some people prefer six-hour holding marathons, I also know that there are some people who appreciate the desperate dance, or who don't necessarily want the desperation to consume their whole day. To that end, when I found this article, I decided to try it out for myself and see how well things worked out. Now, I know some of this is of the 'well duh' variety, but I know there are some people like myself who can pick up on things a bit better if you've got a set of instructions from the start and then can go about modifying them as you please once you've tried things out once or twice. So let me lay out a summary of what I did, and then I'll tell you about how it affected me. 1. You will need some lead time for this strategy to be effective. Going into scientific mode for a second, this technique involves the level of something called vasporassin in your system, and basically what that is, it's a chemical that regulates how fast your kidneys work. Less vasporassin, faster kidneys. This chemical is triggered by how much water is in your system, and so naturally to get the levels down you have to drink water. The good thing is, you don't have to chug water until your stomach feels as if it'll burst. 2. Knowing that, what you actually do is this; once every hour, drink a 12 oz. cup of water, about 320mL. That's it. You can of course drink more if you feel like you can handle it, but the idea is to continue this drinking over a period of some hours, so starting with a smaller amount prevents you from getting full. This phase can go on as long as you like - as little as 2 hours or for the entire day until your scheduled desperation play in the evening. Pee as much as you like - you'll know you're ready when you pee mostly clear urine. Indeed, before the scheduled holding hour, you should try not to hold too much. Empty your bladder and drink once every hour. Basically, what we're doing here is sort of establishing 'momentum' for your kidneys, so they become accustomed to working at full capacity, and when you start holding it's like trying to hit the brakes on a freight train; it will take your kidneys some time to slow back down again, and all the while you're trying to keep up with their output. 3. Now, you have to establish a 'holding time' ahead of time, because an hour before that time we change the rules a bit. Say, for example, you're going to hold at 5pm. Starting at 4pm, the hour before your hold, you will now drink one 12 oz/350mL cup of water every 15 minutes. You can of course keep peeing during this time, but make sure that you keep up with the drinking. One cup every fifteen minutes. 4. When the hold begins, you must continue drinking said cups of water every 15 minutes until you become full or pee your pants. --- For the record, I generally clock a bladder capacity of 550 to 650mL, so I'm around average, but someone with a huge bladder will obviously take more time to fill and to lose control. As per the instructions, I went ahead and drank roughly the amount listed every hour. This continued for about four hours or so until I set my holding time to begin at 3:30pm. I never once felt overfull or rushed when drinking my water, which is good, because I've often found that the sluggish bloat of an overfull stomach can have a dampening effect on the desperate feelings I want. Even when the tempo increased to a glass every 15 minutes, the glasses are actually fairly small, so as long as I paced myself I had no trouble and time to spare. It was also nice because gradual desperation sometimes gets to the point where you can feel it and it's distracting, but not REALLY desperate, and it becomes hard to do other things while you wait for that strong sense of needing to go. When the holding started it only took me about five minutes to feel a small urge, nothing enormous, but the kind of 'hey I have to pee a bit' 1 or 2 sensation. I continued drinking, and it escalated very quickly to a 3 within the first fifteen minutes. Progress was very rapid from there, an uncomfortable urge (4) when I had to get up to refill my water, which stayed that way for about ten more minutes until I just started getting hit with desperation waves that grew very quickly and made me feel as if I was skipping up to a 7 without hitting the intervening stages. For the next half an hour or so I wavered between 8 and 9. I had to hunch over to keep the desperation from growing too strong, but typing like that was too difficult, so I'd have to straighten up to type before hunching back over. My legs would flap back and forth (I oddly didn't ever cross them) and I had to squeeze myself quite often and quite hard to fight back the waves of pee - I'm certain that there were times when it had come up into my dick and only frantic squeezing and some probably ridiculous-looking facial expressions kept me from going. Stupidly, I hadn't set up a safe zone to wet in beforehand, so at about 45 minutes into the exercise - almost peeing as I got up and grabbing my crotch as I ran through the house - I had to get a towel and some plastic bags. The last ten minutes were pretty much pure pee torture. I could only sit in a certain way without feeling pee start to run up my urethra, and no matter how much I grabbed it didn't feel any better. For whatever reason, my right hand was squeezing and rubbing along my right leg constantly, and I would sometimes bend over almost double and grab my ankles. I could hardly think - I kept sort of just squeezing myself with my left hand and squeezing random other places with my right, feeling the teasing tingle of pee run up and down my cock nonstop... So many times I wanted to just give up and let it come out, because I knew it was going to feel so so so good when it did. But I was trying to hold as long as I could and do so while sitting. I had the urge to get up, move around, sit down, just do anything but stay still. It got to the point where I secretly prayed that each surge would overwhelm my defenses, and moaned with desperation when the surge receded, leaving me with that bursting bladder. I finally lost control after 56 minutes of starting the hold, which is honestly better than I thought I'd do. I also didn't miss a single cup of water during the holding process, although getting them filled up is a kind of torture in its own right. Still, if you've got a weekend or a free day and want to give this a try, I recommend it (or make someone else do it). Anyway, hope you enjoyed this, and let me know if you want more particulars on any of the drinking/holding process.
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  20. So in case you couldn't tell I really, REALLY enjoyed making a comic out of my all-time favorite story from the ToiletStool forums. And by that I mean there are dozens of others I've saved for their quality, and they deserve similar treatments I think. The only problem is these comics take time, I treat them as full productions so each one I gotta design the characters for, possibly some sets to flesh out the story, and all the coloring..I know you guys liked my last one but in order to take up so much of my time away from work for these I feel like this is my best option. Below are a collection of stories that I've set my eyes on for the next rounds. 5 wetting stories plus a 10-in-1 comic from one accident prone poster from around 5 years ago will definitely be made, and those are at the top marked with tentative prices. Since the site now has the option to sell content and I feel my content qualifies as merchandise, these full scale comics will follow the style of the first with a little more solidity to them. And since I don't intend any misrepresentation you can read the stories they're based on in full so you have a pretty good idea of what you're paying for. That said I've also marked some much shorter stories that will become comics about half the size of Silly Sarah, since the desperation buildup and/or aftermath isn't there. Those shall be free, as a lot of stuff here is free and these ones won't take as much. And then there's also a list of stories I'd like to do but they're lower priority, season 2 I guess. That's where you guys come in, tell me which ones you wanna see happen and how much you'd be willing to pay. This is all for you guys so I wanna provide the best service possible to turn this perverse hobby of mine into just some pocket change for me and a lot of wetting comics for you. One final note is although these are all either wetting or peeing stories, some of them contain messing content, so those have been marked for your discretion. Right now the only definite poop story is part of the Stephanie series, which is going to be a pretty huge scope comic even for me so I may split that one up minus the earlier scenes. The ones definitely happening: Aimee M_Hospital_Burst.docx $2 Amy_Peed_my_pants_in_Disney_World.docx $2 Brittany_twins_universal.docx (2 in 1, one fear wetting one laughing) $4 tabitha_held_it_too_long.docx $2 Stephanie.docx (10 stories in 1, contains 3 poop scenes at the moment) $10 These ones are shorter and will be free. Yogi will be the first one. yogi.docx Vanessa_movie_accident.docx Kaitlin_Another_story.docx Jane_Road_Trip.docx Ashley_car_poop.docx (warning needed?) Allison_doctor.docx And then these are bigger stories I wanna do but not before the first five, so give em a read and tell me what you think, or link to your own discoveries - it really is a mine there. Mostly shit but traces of gold ;) There are 2 graduation stories and 3 babysitting stories so that as well might need some voting on to narrow down. Ashley_O_Two_Accidents.docx (contains a poop accident) Carla_Darn_Dog.docx Graduation_wetting.docx Jennifer_Accident_in_College.docx Jessica_Rest_Stop_Accident.docx Maddy.docx (contains poop) Marissa.docx Mylissa_Graduation_Pee.docx Sonya_Sue_Babysitting_Braxton.docx the nanny.docx (contains poop) Danni_Disneyland_pee.docx
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  21. hi everyone so here its a wetting i've done few weeks ago before come at my parents home for Christmas time... i peed in my jeans and shoes on the floor... very enjoyed do it here some pics
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    Here is a new wetting from my girfriend. Outside in her blue trousers. In both videos you see the same, but the quality is different. One is the untouched file in 2160p and and one is a small version for the mobile users or who has a slow internet connection in 1080p.
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  23. Anime 191

    From the album: Omorashi

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  24. So a while back, I found a set of drawings by Aokurage. They had a story to go with them (which was in japanese). I can't find the original source anymore, but I think it's still out there in case anyone wants to hunt it down. Anyway, I don't speak japanese, but translation software helped me get a sort-of idea of what was going on, and I thought it was pretty neat; so I decided to post the images with a bit of a "reenactment " of the original. (I'm probably getting about one hundred things wrong, but bear with me.) Since I don't know the character's names, I'm calling them "new girl" and "other girl". New girl has short hair, other girl has long hair. I'm splitting the post into two parts (since editing it gets pretty annoying when it's really large.) The second part will come out later today, I think. Here we have the two main characters, the young-looking one has just joined an afterschool club for girls who have pee-holding contests. As is customary, she will face off agaist the club's current champ. Does she even have a chance??! Some time has passed, and new girl is getting pretty uncomfortable. Other girl is smugly assured of her victory even as she subtly brings her legs together (in a natural, elegant way, of course). What a twist! New girl has been holding on for way longer than expected! Her bladder is of course not as honed as the club champion's, but her willpower is exceptional! On the other hand, other girl was expecting an easy win: her willpower was low going into this challenge! Will this be enough for new girl to best the champ??! However, even so! New girl may have the willpower, but her body is at it's limit! I-I'm going to wet myself...! But I just need to make it a little longer...! To prove myself! The new girl has thrown her dignity to the wind, squirming and pressing her legs together. The other girl, however, has been refraining from openly holding herself this entire time as a show of her holding prowess. This, however, is taking it's toll, and her full bladder is screaming for some much needed relief. Who will win? Who will wet??! Find out next in the next episode, of Oshigama Senpai!
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  25. Do you see any desperation at your workplace? I see a fair bit as a teacher.
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  26. Great story, the part with the lifeguard felt incredible believable. "All bathrooms closed" is obviously a theme often used. And why not, they are just fictional stories. But it is not very plausible. But your twist is awesome. There ARE usable facilities next by - of course there are. She is just too hasty / shy to realize what the lifeguard wants to say. That adds an awesome plausibility to the setting, great job!
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  27. Letting go a couple seconds worth through your panties into mug could keep you desperate. Not stopping is not an option because it will overflow!
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  28. Just panties....
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  29. Version 1.0.0

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    My girlfriend had to pee a little bit and I convinced her to let it go sitting in the bed. It was more pee than she thought and she really soaked my mattress. Only the preview is pixelated. The video isn't. Full HD - H264 - MP4 - 0:54 min
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  30. Very nice video, thanks! Such video quality makes a whole lot of difference in close-ups. But I wouldn't deem 1080p resolution a substitute "for the mobile users or who has a slow internet connection", given that most PC monitors are indeed Full HD monitors, and most notebooks still sport HD ready screens!
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  31. Thank you so much! I'm very glad you liked my story. I just hope it doesn't happen again. I'll admit, it did make me a bit scared to venture out ouside alone again.
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  32. Chapter - Eight Sleep lasted only a couple hours, unfortunately, as once the village began to chatter about our arrival, a group of 'concerned citizens' had come together to 'keep the town safe.' This boiled down to a couple of loud-mouthed men demanding we be barricaded inside until a sorceress living nearby could vouch that we would not bring harm to the village. How did I know this? The shouting woke me up. So I laid with me face in my pillow, pushing it over my ears to try and blot out the ruckus outside. Victoria had moved from her position the night before, and now paced back and forth, quietly. "Figures." I grumbled, "Overrule your own guards via mob rule. They seriously have no idea how dangerous it could be for them. Superstitions and racism. If we fight our way out, we're the bad guys." Victoria sighed in reply. "I should be able to get us out of the room and onto the ferry once the sun goes down again. Much as I hate to suggest such a course of action, if we wish to put distance between the mob and ourselves, or the bandits from your village and ourselves, we will need to... commandeer one of the platforms." I rolled over to face her and shrugged, lazily observing what she was up to. She was pacing, of course, but she did appear somewhat distracted. There was no sign of sweat, or other more overt sign, but from long personal experience, I had an idea of what was going on. "So, you do go to the bathroom, then?" I ventured, figuring her occasional pauses mid-step indicated some kind of cramp. Victoria stopped, and looked at me as if I had grown another head. "Of course!" She snapped before catching herself and replying more softly, "Why wouldn't I?" "Uh, I figured magic made that kinda pointless for vampires." I replied sheepishly. Victoria sat herself down on the edge of her bed, just across from me. Her thighs pressed together hard, and she eyed the jammed door menacingly. "You have ascertained my situation, I gather? Yes, I do quite badly require a place to relieve myself." It seemed it wasn't an easy admission for the red-eyed girl, as a hint of pink graced her cheeks. "Mm. And we're stuck in a room for a few hours with no real place to go. My canteen is out, thanks, I drink out of that. There's the empty stew bo--" "No." Vicky interrupted, cold as ice. I snorted at the reaction, unable to help myself. "So, given that there's nowhere to go, what will you do? I mean, my pants are already pretty bad, so I don't really see any reason not to let go if I need to." Victoria shot me a puzzled look, and I decided to clarify. "Think it's weird? Well, this isn't the first time I've been caught short. It happens plenty, actually. Best to tell you now if we travel together for a while, I guess." I straightened up and scooted down my bed, lining up across from her, with my legs crisscrossed up on the sheets. Despite her stiff posture, she seemed to be growing more curious as I continued, and her annoyed frown had melted into curious expression. "Back in my world, and according to my, uh... Status magic, as well as personal experience, here as well, I have a couple teensy problems. Mostly related to certain functions of my body. It's more than that back home, but my body here is healthier." She nodded along as I spoke. "Functions such as...?" I coughed into my hand, trying to hide the flush in my cheeks. "At home? I had issues with, uh... You'd call it sugar fever." [1] I held up one finger as I continued to list it off. "Next, I have, err... Had, at home, issues with fatigue. The medical jargon probably means little to you, so I'll spare you." I held up another finger, "And finally, the particularly important one in this context. Parts of me didn't grow up right, or did and are too weak. This translated into some of my abilities and 'stats' here in this world, as well as... I'm not very good at keeping it in when I need to go to the toilet." I finished. Victoria's expression was one of surprise and empathy. "You sound like you were quite frail. Your sugar fever doesn't ail you here, though? Nor your poor endurance?" I shook my head, grimacing. "Yeah, I just end up washing my clothes more." The vampire looked thoughtful for a few moments. Before I could inquire, she nodded, and spoke up. "If that is the case, I intend to wait it out. If I cannot wait any longer, I do not imagine you would hold any resultant... issues... against me, would you?" She stated carefully. Her cheeks were bright red now. For me, it might be lightly embarrassing but unfortunately regular, but it seemed to be much harder for her to even consider. "Well," I giggled, "I would be a massive hypocrite if I got on your case. I mean, I haven't had dry clothes since you and I have met, for fuck's sake. Yeah, I'll keep it hush-hush. I'll even make us some soap later once we give this potential lynch mob the slip." Her tense posture relaxed somewhat, though she was still sitting quite stiffly. It was hard to determine just what she needed to let out, and the potential had my mind dreaming up potential scenarios that only served to work me up. I was holding up far better myself, but I had no illusions I'd leave the room smelling of roses, one way or another. Time dragged on, and I took to unpacked and repacking my tools and scavenged materials into a more comfortable setup, trying to optimize space as much as possible. Victoria lacked any real gear, and so seemed to occupy herself with watching. She occasionally asked about a herb or flower, and I relayed what information I could. I was glad there was no clock in that room, or one of us would have battered that door down and fought the mob just to end it, I have no doubt. The sun hung just over the mountaintops outside of our cozy prison. We were in the last stretch. My dinner from before had caught up with me now, and Victoria was not alone in her discomfort. She, by far, seemed the worse off. It became apparent that the vampire did not sweat, but the rest of the telltale signs were there. At this point, despite her resolve, she had given up on trying not to hold herself, and did so openly, with one hand pressed hard against her groin, and the other braced against her abdomen. Her breaths were short, and it was obviously painful. I really felt for her - I've never truly been able to hold on long enough to end up in that level of discomfort. [2] It was pretty obvious by now that she wasn't going to make it. The thought was a fun one - but I felt guilty that I was enjoying her suffering. She didn't have to wait any longer. Even from across the room, I heard the rumble in her gut that turned into a fart... Which very rapidly shifted into a wet, burbling noise as the contents of her overworked bowels pushed their way out against her will. She had doubled over, both hands now holding her stomach. I couldn't get a good view of the back of her panties as it all unfolded, but I did see the mush spread and stain her silk panties. It crept forward as it spread out across her backside... Until it stopped. Victoria looked up at me with tears in her eyes, and I gave her a sympathetic smile as she caught her breath. Judging by the fact she had held her stomach and not let go, it seemed that it was still troubling her. She blinked the tears away and leaned forward, giving a push with a muffled grunt of exertion. The mess continued to grow now at a rapid pace until her guts finally seemed to calm. Her panties were wrecked - As she stood to survey the damage, they tried to slide down, kept in place only by her quick reaction. The entire rear was quite heavily weighed down, and the staining made it obvious that the muck had covered most of her ass, crept up between her legs, somewhat, and threatened to leak out the legs of her panties. Victoria finally spoke up, with a quiet, "Sorry, I could not wait." I waved her apology off and stepped over to her side, giving her clap on the shoulder. "Nothin' to be sorry about." I replied. Oh, if only she had known how glad I had been to see such a thing. Going by the slickness and heat I could feel between my legs, I was beginning by then to understand my feelings about toilet activities, and just how much fun it was to perv in that manner. [3] As the sun vanished behind the mountains, Vicky's eyes flared, and she grabbed my wrist, holding up her panties with her other hand. In a blink, we had phased through the shadows and crossed the village to the ferry. As she scrambled to get behind something, I made myself useful and pushed the ferry off, before securing the floating platform to the taut rope hanging from riverside poles and beginning to crank the wheel to move us upriver. It was slow going to start, but once I got the hang of it, we made good time away from the village. I could jam the barge in place if I needed a break, but given the distant shouting coming from the mob, I decided otherwise. Vicky, on the other hand, sat herself down, out of breath. She still hadn't had much time to catch it post-accident, and as she mentioned later that night, our escape had taken further from her stamina. She didn't pay any attention at all to the further damage it did to her panties, and after a few moments, decided to simply lay back and close her eyes while her energy slowly returned. I was content to ogle her in silence, and if the glimpse of a smile and a red eye were any indication, she didn't object, either. Commentary - Eight [1] - Old time-y way to describe diabetes. I don't miss insulin injections, I can tell you that much. [2] - Usually one end explodes far before I can manage it. I've tried the 'hold longer to train yourself' thing. Didn't work. [3] - It is indeedily (Is that a word?) quite fun to perv this way. By the time I wrote this entry, I had already witnessed a few more delightful situations. Author's Notes: Boy, this one took a while to write. I hope the first true desperation accident (and first messing period) were to the liking of my readers. Feedback is appreciated. More descriptiveness/detail? Less? Let me know.
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  33. I think I might have just the thing for you- For HD Wetting I sometimes mic up the model's pants, to try to capture good, clear, wetting audio. Let me look through my project files here and see what I can find for you.
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  34. Messing Section

    Just like that, someone could say: "I am very confused by the statements that kissing the same sex is OK and having exposed homo sex isn't. Heterosexuality is a much more reproductive way of being than, say, homosexuality. Females actually have egg cells while males have sperm cells, and humans are "coded" to reproduce, which (in its most simple form) requires a male and a female to mate. Having children can also increase happiness. So it makes sense that humans biologically are much more likely to be heterosexuals than homosexuals." I mean, it's true, statistically. Statistically, heterosexuality is more common than homosexuality, and judging from the availability of pee and poop related materials, it seems that it's more common to be interested in wetting than messing. But we're not talking about the majority of people here, we're not talking statistics. We're talking about individuals, and catering the needs of all kinds of them. I bet there are porn sites dedicated solely to hetero or homo porn, but what's so bad about one site offering content for all kinds of people? Same thing with fetish sites. Some sites can be only for a narrow group of people who have almost the exact same way of enjoying the same thing, but what's the damage in considering everyone who has any kind of interest towards the major toilet-related bodily fluids? I love this site, and I would like to find more messing content here, and more easily. It seems to me that this site is moderated exceptionally well (and the tags work fine), the community is on the extreme "nice" end on the internet toxicity spectrum, and I LOVE the lack of actual porn and nudity on this wonderful, wonderful softcore site. I respect the leader's/leaders' decision of not adding a messing section at least yet, but I still hope it will be added some day in the future, because I actually prefer messing over wetting, even though I like both. So you can't just say that something shouldn't be added on this site, because people don't like it, because it "doesn't make sense" that people would like it. I like it, and so do many others here. And what comes to "clean" messing vs. scat, the difference is that messing is soft and scat is hard. This is a soft site. I haven't seen much hard wetting here either, such as pee smearing, pee drinking or using someone as a human toilet.
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  35. I love Aokurage's work. Thanks for translating and uploading. I've saved all the images and copied the test so people who download the images can read the story. Here are the images i added test to if anyone's interested.
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  36. haha yes... i like to be naughty and wet myself
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  37. A lot of fetish mixes. In videos girls wearing comfy clothes such as pajama pants, leggings, nice socks. For me: mixed with female domination and wetlook after. In domination turns me crazy when other female gives me orders what to wear, when takek of some clothes or add some clothes (I'd prefer to be fully clothed with shoes on like converse or sneakers), what to drink, what to do while desperate and where finally can wet yourself (for example towel, bed, couch, bath).
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  38. Version 1.0.0

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    An incredible video from the German production, Baby-Doll. Candy is a very cute adult baby girl. She plays with her teddy, drinks her bottle and wets her diaper. But shes's not too much of a baby, as to not be able to change herself. Enjoy
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  39. Version 1.0.0

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    Adrianna's daddy has laced her food with laxatives, and she is not happy about it. She lies in her crib, cramping badly and inevitably messes herself. Enjoy
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  40. Similar to previous one...so again nothing too spectacular here. Same streamer needs to pee and gotta hold it ~30min. She is referring to her need quite a few times. https://www.twitch.tv/videos/214107151 2.36.30-> ~3.04.0
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  41. Part 2! (Please remember, this is a reenactment, not an actual translation) As a true display of her holding prowess, other girl now sits on the table, legs spread. And as proof of her ability; not a single drop of urine has escaped her dominating hold. She really hasn't leaked at all... A-and I'm... Come on! I'm at my limit here! I want to cross my legs, I want to hold it! I-if she doesn't lose it soon, I- Shocked by her adversary's brazen nature, New Girl became momentarily distracted. Without her full attention, her tired muscles could not hold back the floor even a second longer. However! The final challenge yet remains for Other Girl. For at the end of these competitions, the winning lady must overcome the daunting victory lap. First the winner is allowed to let it out, but only for a scant second! A-Ah! I can't believe how good this feels, b-but! Then, they must keep themselves contained for five seconds of pure torment! Ooh! This feels like an e-eternity! It's only been two seconds...! I'm going to burst if I don't pee, right now! H-Hold it! Until finally, when the match winner finally gets their true relief; perhaps the ultimate trophy of them all! Ahhh...!
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  42. Start at 5/10 as @BlueWetter suggested. Have some sort of quiz. Answering right: opponent has to drink. Answering wrong: you have to drink. Winner is the one who holds the longest
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  43. Version 1.0.0

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    So this is a split-screen video of a Japanese woman masturbating on the toilet. On the left we see her whole body as she fingers herself and on the a ****NAKED**** close up of a vulva, which gets increasingly wet, and eventually pees, followed by clean up. WARNING - The right hand screen is basically a close up of a vulva, you have been warned! **** ;) Enjoy, Rach
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  44. I am a nurse and I can personally attest to the many times we have to hold it pretty long times they also don't like you to take a personal break 3 hours before shifts end because of the overlap and change over so you'll have 25 women dying to use a rest room with 2 stalls
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  45. This chapter takes place while Edith is at chapter 2's sleepover, if you wanted to know the timeline. It was written at the request of Manowar, and I'm hoping it meets some of your requirements. I'm starting to realize there are a lot of characters in this story. I do have a little character cheat sheet if anyone is interested. I'm still taking requests/story ideas if anyone has any they want to add, though the next chapter will feature Indigo's request. Thanks for your continued support! CHAPTER 5: BABYSITTING It was just after five o’clock and Elias had just logged into Xbox Live. He and Willis were supposed to play a few rounds of multiplayer before Esther got home from dance and his parents went out to dinner for their anniversary. Ezra was off at their aunt and uncle’s place and Edith was out at some awkward sixth grade sleepover. Elias was glad the house would be quiet this evening. He didn’t love babysitting his youngest sister, but at least Esther was compliant and kept to herself most of the time. He chugged the bottle of Pepsi Blue he bought from the school vending machine, hoping Esther would stay late at dance so he could have a few extra minutes online. Elias didn’t get a ton of time to himself, being the oldest of four. His only refuge was playing Halo with Willis and the confines of his very small room (though his parents wouldn’t let him keep a TV or the Xbox in his room). He saw Willis’s username pop up and they started a game of Halo. Shortly after he started the game, Elias felt the sudden and desperate urge to pee. He silently cursed the Pepsi Blue and tried to keep his head in the game. He crossed his legs and tried to focus, but it was proving a difficult task. He was taken down easily, not watching for enemies. His reaction time was sluggish. “What the fuck are you doing?!” Willis cried into the crackly headset, “Jesus, man! Figure it out!” Elias groaned and swore, quickly adjusting his groin between respawns. The pangs of desperation were getting stronger. He couldn’t fight off the urge for much longer, but the match was far from over. “We’re so gonna lose! Eli, what the hell are you doing?!” Willis shouted. “I...I don’t even…” “Fuck!” “Sorry…” Elias put down the controller to hold himself, resulting in getting shot in the head and teabagged by someone named MasturChief69. He took the opportunity to get up from the sofa and do another readjustment mixed with a potty dance. Elias wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out. What would he tell Willis? He squeezed his legs together, jumping up and down. Then he remembered a trick that weird mohawked kid, Jacob Black, had mentioned to him right before exams. “If you really gotta piss and they won’t let you go, just give yourself a boner. Can’t pee and jizz at the same time, right?” Elias could see Jacob’s grinning, pierced lips in his mind’s eye. But what if Jacob was full of shit? Elias didn’t really have much of a choice; his ballooning bladder was about to burst! Elias closed his eyes and gingerly slid his right hand down his grey and burgundy sweatpants. He started gently, rubbing himself. Nothing. He couldn’t keep his mind off how badly he needed to go. He couldn’t even distract himself with the image of Frankie Ambrose, who was possibly the hottest girl in school. Elias started to jerk himself harder, closing his eyes and wincing, imagining Frankie next to him, shirtless. He felt a twinge in his groin. He wasn’t sure if he was in the middle of getting a boner or… “Elias! What the fuck is going on?!” Willis shouted into the headset, “What are you doing?! We’re getting fucking slaughtered!” Elias had stopped listening to his best friend’s angry words. He kept jerking, trying to concentrate. Suddenly, his hand was wet. His underwear were wet. He was leaking into his pants. Elias plugged himself, holding on desperately. The minor erection that had started wasn’t enough to keep the pee at bay. He tore off the headset and dropped the controller. He gasped and tried to run to the bathroom, but felt another gush release from his penis. His underwear were soaked. Elias gritted his teeth and tried again to make it to the bathroom. A wave of pain from his groin hit him like a brick wall. He gasped and let loose all over his sweatpants and stood there, peeing his pants in the middle of the vacant house. He looked at the time and picked up the headset. “I, uh, gotta go, Mom and Dad just got home,” he lied, shutting down the game and TV. Elias knew he only had a limited time before his parents and Esther returned. He had to get rid of his soaked pants and underwear before they realized what had happened. Thankfully not a drop had gotten into the carpet or the couch. Elias ran up to his room and tore off his pants and underwear, throwing them into a pile of dirty clothes in the corner of his room. He then headed to the shower to rinse off his nether regions. Not long after hopping in the shower, he heard Esther and his mother arrive home from dance. Elias leapt from the shower to his room, pulling on a new pair of underwear and some basketball shorts. “Elias?!” his mother called. “Coming, mom,” he replied, bounding down the staircase. “Your father should be home in a few minutes and then we’re going out for dinner. I’m going to order you two a pizza and I’ve rented you a movie to watch together.” She threw down a DVD with a makeshift Blockbuster sleeve that read “The Princess Diaries.” “Mom! Seriously?!” Elias complained, “I’m not watching that crap. Esther can watch it with her friends!” His mother raised an eyebrow. “Come on, Eli. You know she wants to watch this with you. Just give it a chance. I told her once the movie and dinner are done, she needs to do her homework and leave you be. I know you just want to play Harlow with Willis.” “Halo, Mom. It’s Halo.” “Whatever it is, I know it’s Friday night and I know that’s all you want to do. Just be nice to your sister and she’ll leave you alone. I also left some money for you in the kitchen if you need anything.” Elias smiled. It was rare that his parents had his back. At almost fifteen years old, it seemed as though they trusted him more and more. “Thanks,” he replied. His mother went up to her room to get ready for dinner and Esther emerged from her room, changed into a black and pink striped sundress. “Are you gonna watch Princess Diaries with me?” she asked, skipping down the stairs. Elias winced. “I guess.” “Do you know what pizza I want?” Esther asked. “Uh, pepperoni with no cheese?” Esther grinned, delighted that her brother remembered. “Mom says after the movie you can play Halos if you want.” Elias shrugged. “I already played with Willis earlier. He’s probably going out with his girlfriend tonight. I borrowed his DVD of Resident Evil though. Probably gonna watch that when you’re asleep.” Esther pouted. “I wanna watch a scary movie.” “You’re gonna get too freaked out and then Mom’s gonna kill me for keeping you awake!” “I won’t even tell Mom!” Esther pleaded. Elias sighed and ended the argument. “Don’t keep secrets from your mother,” their father, Jack, barked, “You know she’ll find out either way.” “Daddy!” Esther exclaimed. “Hi, Pumpkin!” Jack knelt to hug his littlest daughter. “How was dance?” “It was so good! I was perfect and everyone clapped when I finished my solo routine, but that mean girl, Flossie, told me my feet weren’t pointy, but they were…” Jack smiled down at her, not completely listening, “I can’t wait to see the recital next month! I know you’ll do great.” He turned to Elias, handing him a business card, “Son, I know you’ve got these numbers memorized, but here’s the restaurant and my cell just in case. I’m sure I can trust you to order pizzas while I check on your mother?” Elias nodded and his father went upstairs to get ready. “Look, Ess, you can watch it with me if you promise not to freak out. Willis says it’s kind of scary. I just don’t want you to lay awake all night, scared the zombies might get you,” Elias said under his breath. “I promise,” Esther moaned, dragging out the word ‘promise,’ “Can you order pizza now?” Elias grabbed the cordless phone from the kitchen and ordered his sister’s weird, cheeseless pizza and a Hawaiian with jalapenos for himself. “We’re taking off, Eli,” Penny called, “Call us if you need anything!” “Love you, kids!” Jack shouted. “Bye,” Elias replied. “I love you!” Esther exclaimed. The door shut and he heard the lock click into place. Elias sighed. He couldn’t believe he had to sit through the entirety of The Princess Diaries. He could never let Willis know this was how he was spending his Friday night. He wondered what Willis’s new girlfriend even looked like. Probably not as hot as Frankie. Nobody was as hot as Frankie. “Wanna watch the movie now?” Esther grinned, holding her little hands in an almost prayerlike pose. Elias sighed. “I guess.” He was relieved to get it over with quickly. He handed Esther The Princess Diaries. She looked at him cynically. “No, I mean the other movie.” “Are you sure?” Elias questioned. “I wanna watch Resident Evil!” Elias shrugged. He wasn’t going to argue with her anymore. “Go grab us a couple of Pepsis. I need to go grab the DVD from my room.” He still couldn’t believe Esther wanted to watch a scary movie. Was she trying to win him over? What could she possibly want? Esther was almost finished her can of pepsi when Elias came back downstairs. She got up and grabbed another can while her brother set up the DVD player on their 40 inch tube TV. She was excited to finally watch something her brother was excited about, even though she really wanted to watch The Princess Diaries. But there was always time for that later. Esther sat back down and began to guzzle her second soda. Creepy Marilyn Manson music blared from the TV speakers and the movie began. “What’s that blue stuff?” Esther asked. “Watch the movie and you’ll find out,” Elias replied, trying hard not to tell his little sister to shut up. “Why is the building trying to kill everyone?” “Dude, watch the movie!” Elias snapped. “But I wanna know right now,” Esther whined. “If you’re not going to watch the movie, we can put something else on.” Esther stopped talking for a while, watching as the horror unfolded deep within in the Umbrella Corporation. * “Do you think we should’ve trusted Esther like that?” Penny asked her husband. “To not bug Eli when he’s got homework and a life to live on Friday nights?” Jack replied, “Why not? She’s a good kid. Elias knows his place in the family. He likes staying home anyway. Especially since that weird vulgar kid with the greasy hair got a girlfriend.” “Willis?” Penny laughed at her husband’s description of their son’s best friend. Willis wasn’t overly intelligent or driven, but the parents respected Elias’s choice in best friend. Jack poured Penny another glass of white wine, “Don’t worry too much about the kids.” * Esther fidgeted as she did when she had to sit still for more than fifteen minutes at a time, “I’m getting another pop. Do you want another pop?” Elias shrugged, completely focused on the screen. The doorbell rang and Elias hit pause. “Pizza!” Esther squealed. She opened the fridge and grabbed two more Pepsis. Esther continued to fidget as she gorged on pizza and Pepsi. “I’m full,” she said, setting down the half empty pizza box. Elias looked over. Esther was wiggling her legs and holding her crotch. “Do you want me to pause the movie while you pee?” “I don’t have to go,” Esther replied, “Well, not really.” She squeezed her legs together. “Cool,” Elias muttered, staring back at the screen and picking away at his nearly empty box of pizza. * “I think I’ve had a few too many glasses of wine,” Penny admitted, trying not to show how desperate she was getting, “I think I’ll head to the ladies…” Jack grabbed her wrist. “Not tonight,” he said with a smile. Penny sat back down, trying to ignore her begging bladder. She gingerly took a few more bites of her dinner. Jack poured them each another, very full, glass of wine. * Esther started to feel the urge to go grow stronger. She knew she would make it though. The movie couldn’t be much longer. The survivors were almost on the train. Esther normally didn’t have much trouble holding her pee during movies, but when she was a little scared it wasn’t as easy. It seemed like there was always something around the corner trying to scare her in this one. The Licker popped out and attacked the characters on the train. Esther’s heart was throbbing with anxiety and fear. She held herself tightly, hoping she wasn’t leaking. She tried to remember to breathe and took another sip of her third Pepsi, which she instantly regretted. She let out a little whimper and held her crotch tighter. Her bladder was so full she didn’t know if she could get up to use the bathroom anymore. Her knees scraped together and she tried to maintain her hold. Elias heard his little sister’s onomatopoetic outburst, “We can turn it off if you’re too scared.” “N-no,” Esther barely managed, “I’ll watch…” Another throbbing spasm from her crotch and she leaked into her underwear. Esther felt wet and uncomfortable. Her fingers could feel pee pooling in her crotch. She couldn’t make it for much longer. Her legs were shaking. She worriedly crossed one leg over the other, toes pointed anxiously as she fussed in her seat. But she would have to make it. There were only seconds until the movie was over… Esther squirmed and held tighter until the credits came up. Finally! She sighed. She was almost home free. * Penny was rocking back and forth in her chair. She had made it through dinner, left hand holding tight to her privates. Her black lace underwear were a bit damp, but Penny wasn’t fully wetting herself yet. She could feel her bladder bulging out of her dress. “Dessert?” Jack inquired, smirking. He was enjoying this more than she was. Jack couldn’t remember the last time he was this aroused; it was probably before they had children. He handed his desperate wife the menu. “N-no thanks…” Penny weakly replied, hoping to get out of the fancy restaurant without drenching herself in front of all these people. “Come on, Pen. My treat.” She pushed the menu back towards him and looked down at herself sheepishly whispering,“I… I can’t hold-” He grabbed her hand. “Yes you can,” he encouragingly replied. * “Well, I gotta drain the lizard,” Elias said. Esther felt a wave of fear come over her. She needed to go so badly! How could he take the bathroom from her? Esther bit her lip. She couldn’t bring herself to respond, so she held herself tighter, wincing. Elias ran upstairs, with Esther following very slowly behind. She stopped every few steps to adjust herself and secure the hold. With each step she felt herself leak a little more. There wasn’t much time… Esther finally made it to the top of the stairs. All the lights were turned off and it was silent. She could hear her heart pounding loudly like a drum. She felt like someone was drumming on her bladder, though. She crossed her legs again, hoping the pressure would ease off for a moment or two. She looked around, seeing nothing. The bathroom door was open and Elias was nowhere to be seen. “Eli?” she called, “Where did you go?” The creepy zombie scenes rushed back into Esther’s head and she was starting to feel really scared. “Eli? P-please this isn’t funny!” Esther could hear the shaky fear in her voice. It wasn’t like her at all. She scrunched her legs together. Her pee was coming, zombies or not. She gasped, holding herself tighter. Esther would have to make a run for it. The bathroom wasn’t far off now. But she could hear something in the closet at the end of the hall. “E-Elias?!” she called out. No answer. * Penny bit her lip, “Jack!” she gasped. She knew it was time. She had held for as long as she could. Jack could see the desperation in his wife’s face. He knew it was now or never. Without asking for the bill, he threw down more than enough cash and the two rushed out the door. Penny pressed her legs together, desperately trying to hold on. Spurts leaked out into her lace panties. They were soaking wet. Her opaque pantyhose began to soak up some of the excess. Penny moaned. Jack took his wife’s hand and led her to a vacant alleyway behind the restaurant, “Are you gonna piss yourself?” He grinned, teeth glowing in the moonlight like he was some kind of vampire. Penny smiled blissfully as her husband pressed her up against a brick wall, “Yessss.” She dragged out the ‘S’ until it blended into the hissing sound that came from her crotch. Penny peed and peed, dampening the alley. Jack rubbed himself up against his wife, her urine dampening his grey dress pants. He pressed his erect penis into her and closed his eyes. Penny ran her fingers through Jack’s hair as they kissed. She could smell a mix of her urine and his Old Spice as he took down her damp panties. This was the most intimate she had felt with her husband since Ezra was born. The passion they felt for each other seemed new and almost animalistic. * Esther grabbed her crotch one last time, feeling a little more of her pee leaking out. She winced and twisted herself. She took a deep breath in, hoping it would give her courage and strength to get to the bathroom. She grabbed herself and started to run. Esther’s thin legs were tightly squeezed together, so it wasn’t her fastest gallop. The air felt thin in her lungs, though it was only a short distance. She heard a creak and then BAM! Something grabbed her in the darkness, its arms wrapping around her tightly as it made a horrible gnashing noise with its teeth. Esther screamed, tears welling up in her young eyes as she felt herself lose control. Warm urine was trickling down her legs, soaking through her dress, and falling to the carpet. She kicked and screamed and cried as more pee came with a forceful stream down her legs. “Hahaha! I got you so good!” Elias laughed. Esther stopped screaming when she realized it was her brother. She gasped. Pee was still trickling down her shaking legs; her panties soaked through. Esther said nothing. She began to whimper, which turned into full on bawling. She couldn’t breathe. How could Elias have done this to her? He knew she needed to go… Elias flipped on the lightswitch and finally saw what was happening. His little sister was trembling and crying. He felt instantly guilty. “Oh Ess,” he sighed, “I’m so sorry… I didn’t know you needed to go that bad…” “You-you,” Esther sobbed, accusingly, “You made me pee my pants!” Esther ran into her room, continuing to wail loudly. * “Oh my God,” Penny whispered, placing her sweaty head in the crook of her husband’s neck. She shut her eyes for a few moments. She could still feel him finishing inside her. Jack’s body pulsated for a few seconds. He gasped for air, blinking once or twice. It was as if he’d been in a trance. “I love you,” he said to his wife. He dug for his phone, realizing he was back in reality. “It’s nine. We should head back and make sure the kids aren’t murdering each other.” Penny smiled. She still felt like she was floating in a euphoric haze. * “I-I can’t breathe!” Esther called out between sobs. Elias was at her side, stroking her shaking back. “It’s gonna be okay,” he awkwardly tried to reassure her. Esther tried to breathe in but only managed a few short gasps as she cried. “Accidents happen, Ess. It’s really gonna be okay. I promise. I won’t even tell mom and dad. I’ll clean everything up,” Elias pleaded with his sister, hoping that would make everything okay. Esther continued to cry, covering her face with a pillow. “Would it help if I told you I had an accident?” Elias asked. Esther stopped for a moment, a red eye peering out from her pillow. “Well, I did,” Elias couldn’t believe he was admitting this to his little sister of all people. “Today I pissed my pants because I couldn’t quit Halo. Willis hates losing so… I just held it until I couldn’t hold it anymore.” Esther sat up, “Really?” “Yep,” Elias replied sheepishly. “But that was just one time,” she replied, “And you did it cause you had to beat the game with Willis.” “Yeah, I guess,” his sister’s face was still embarrassed and sad, “But that wasn’t the only time. I mean, I definitely pissed myself other times too.” Esther perked up. “Like a couple weeks ago when I went to see Spiderman with Willis, we wanted to see if there was anything special after the credits and I drank a whole giant soda so you know I really had to go…” “You peed your pants in the movie?!” Esther gasped. “It was dark and Willis didn’t see,” Elias replied, “But yeah I guess.” He was feeling much less embarrassed about that story. It was definitely a bit of a lie. Elias had gotten very desperate by the end of the movie, but he never peed his pants. It was just a story to make Esther feel better. “So, how about you take a quick bath and I’ll throw our clothes in the laundry before Mom and Dad find out what happened?” Esther nodded, wiping the tears off her face.
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  46. The Bulge Diary

    Thank you ! I took some new pictures today ! Before : During the hold :
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  47. Version 1.0.0

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    This is a youtube channel with really hot videos of a girl peeing her pants. Today, december 13th 2016, the channel has 24 videos, that are all in one .zip archiv. The quality is between 720p and 2k.
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  48. Anime 122

    From the album: Omorashi

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