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  1. We aren't that great at stories But after the kind words from the users of this forum we just have to share this! This wetting comes from a break during the group from the video game World of Warcraft She straight up wet herself during a raid! (apologizes if I have already posted this image before) Here's the proof!
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  2. Stated above. My girlfriend decided to pee herself at work. She started to go uncontrollably as she made it do the toilet. Hope you all enjoy. This is posted with her permission. received_521149704987130.mp4
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  3. This is pretty old now, and i feel bad for the lawyer involved, but i found it to be interesting nonetheless. https://abovethelaw.com/2017/09/lawyer-claims-judge-forced-her-to-pee-her-pants-during-murder-trial/
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  4. This experience is going to be pretty short because there wasn’t a huge build up of desperation before hand seeing as I was sleeping. That being said I hope you all enjoy it anyway. As always every story I’ve posted thus far have been from my real life experience. If I ever end up writing a work of fiction I’ll be sure to add a fiction disclaimer. While this was a few years ago I was definitely still an adult at the time (probably 20 years old) ______________________________ I’d really like to chalk this up to having an odd or stressful day or even something out of the ordinary happening but I can’t. The day before had gone on like any other day, nothing was out of the ordinary. I had gotten up, had an easy morning, went into work around noon and left at maybe 9pm that evening. When I got home 45 minuets later I didn’t do anything differently. I stripped out of my work clothes, put on some comfy pajamas (a T-shirt and panties), relaxed for a while, had some dinner & water, and got ready for bed around midnight. All of those things add up to an uneventful, boring work day. What’s not boring, however, are my dreams. My dreams typically consist of something like ‘a flying neon purple tiger is walking on top of buildings made out of violins and I have to save the Pope from evil talking vacuum cleaners who are trying to take over the world.’ Those are the kinds of dreams I have, but I always have them. When I went to bed that night I turned out all the lights (save for a hallway night light, I don’t like the dark), flicked on my ceiling fan, plugged my phone in, got under my covers, and started to drift off. I soon fell sound asleep and my dreaming began. I only remember parts of my dream but I know I was in a pretty fancy museum or antique shop of sorts and I was talking to someone, perhaps an employee, who I didn’t know at all and she absolutely would not shut up. I really didn’t want to be talking to this person because in my dream I was trying to get to the bathroom and I couldn’t duck out of the conversation politely. She was wearing this historical costume gown like Marie Antoinette style and shuffling along after me as I walked around. I was going from display to display and getting more and more annoyed because she kept following me. Finally, I ended up in front of a painting and she ran off to join a parade of other people dressed in historical gowns that all looked extremely beautiful. Briefly I began to feel left out and cursed myself for not dressing up for the museum gown parade. At this point I had held it so long trying to get away from this dream woman I was absolutely shaking with the need to pee. I looked around desperately and eureka! I spotted a single restroom across the hall and sighed in relief. At the thought of relieving myself my bladder pulsed and twitched and I almost lost control but held my crotch just in time. Getting control of my need wasn’t easy but I straightened up and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. Not a person in sight, perfect. This was my chance, I was finally alone and I can head to the bathroom. I power walked, almost jogged, down the main hall past beautiful statues, paintings, and fine jewelry on display. I quickly made it to the bathroom and opened the door without bothering to knock first but it ended up being empty anyway. I turned to lock the door behind me with a smile on my face because I knew I had made it just fine. I lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties, and began to pee....ahh so much better.. Shit. My eyes snapped open at the feel of wetness around me and my body automatically stopped the stream. Wait, was that real or was that all in my dream? I sleepily and timidly lifted my blanket to clearly reveal I had absolutely wet the bed. My panties were soaked, my sheets were soaked beneath me, my blanket was damp, the hem of my shirt was a bit damp as well. My heart was pounding from being so abruptly startled out of a dream and I squinted over at my alarm clock, the red letters reading 3:30am, great. And I sill had to pee pretty badly because apparently I had emptied only half my bladder. I knew I couldn’t keep my stream stopped for too long so I jumped out of bed to run to the bathroom across the hall. The ceiling fan making me shiver from the wetness around me. I practically kicked open the door and yanked my wet panties down to the floor where they made a damp fabric sound on the ice cold tile. I didn’t even sit down all the way when my body gave out and continued my stream. I audibly sighed, it felt so good. All the built up pressure finally leaving me. It felt like my bladder was empting itself forever but of course it ended up stopping eventually. “Time to see the damage I did” I thought as I stood back up. I automatically pulled up my underwear without even thinking and by now they were FREEZING. I shivered again at the feeling. I glanced up in front of me at the full length bathroom mirror and pouted at what I saw. Me standing there with hard nipples poking through my shirt from the cold and totally soaked pink lacy cotton panties. I decided to leave them on while I washed my hands and checked on my sheets. I got back to my bedroom, flipped on the light switch and walked over to my bed. Fuck. The puddle was bigger than I thought it would be and it had spread out considerably. My blanket wasn’t too bad but definitely had gotten wet. I quickly stripped my sheets and walked downstairs. The wetness from my lower half was rubbing me the wrong way, but it felt exhilarating being out in the open totally wet with no way to hide myself. Laundry was started and I jogged back up to my upstairs bathroom with the intention of jumping in the shower but I decided to hold off. While this wetting was totally unplanned I still prefer punishments to come after accidents. So I sat in my bathtub with my freezing cold soaked lacy panties and shamefully did kegel exercises for the entire length of my laundry cycle. Thankfully I was alone in the house and I didn’t have to sneak my bed wetting sheets past anyone but I still felt utterly humiliated. I mean, I’m an adult not a little girl who has to wear pull-ups to bed. I should be able to control my bladder, not keep having accidents. Oh well, at least I get to share this experience with you guys. :-)
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  5. This is pretty rushed but I like this character! I just thought of making a classy lady waiting just a little bit toooo long to go to the toliet... ?
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  6. Finally had a chance to break-in this ensemble I bought awhile ago. I felt that I could've held a bit more and become even more desperate, but I was actually running an errand--I didn't want to thoroughly embarrass myself then so I decided to relieve myself earlier than expected. Anyway, enjoy! cyc31.wmv
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  7. I didnt understand the idea that saying men have ways that make holding easier than women is sexist either or that by statistics men or women having a difference in compacity levels shouldn't be that way like its sexist if it is, everyone is born different, literally omoninja stated its easier for guys to hold, which in ways is true! It has nothing to do with will power or gender, but the difference with genitals in my eyes, women cant pitch the end of their urethra like men can, i as a girl always found men can hold it easier, not by will power, because everyone is born different, but the sheer fact they can hold it it by grabbing that area, women cant exact “grab” their vaginas, they can press on it but that really isnt that effective, i always felt that it depends on your liquid intake as well as the idea that everyone has a different bladder size, my lover can drink his canteen bottle of water and get desperate an hour after from just one bottle, where as i can drink the same amount and i dont get desperate as fast and it takes 2 of those before i reach his level
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  8. Version 1.0.0

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    (F) When you have a bunch of roommates and only one bathroom, sometimes accidents are inevitable.
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  9. Has this one been posted yet?
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  10. IIIT BEGIIIINSSSSSSSSSSS! But don't transfer your data, start from the beginning, there's so much new that I'm aaa
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  11. Version 1.0.0

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    First time ever for video of me doing this so I seem a bit awkward .Decided to have some fun in front of my husband,hadn't wetmyself in forever been hooked on good nights for a bit so it felt amazing husband loves it. No real nudity just some lip and a lol rubbing really.um enjoy I guess
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  12. Part 3 The sun beating down felt so nice on her skin and she leaned back enjoying the warmth. Pete had said the taxi would be about 20 minutes so there was time to enjoy the beautiful day. Claire started talking to her about work and after a few minutes Pete opened the crate of beer they had just bought and pulled some cans out. He held one out for Claire and then passed to Karen. “Might as well have a drink whilst we are sat waiting”. He said passing another can over to Mark. Karen opened the can and took a sip. “Would be much better chilled” she thought to herself, but when it was this warm any drink was refreshing. She went back to chatting with Claire and bathing in the sun. It didn’t take long before she was crushing the can between her hand and got up to walk over to the bin. She dropped the can into the trash and as she walked back over to the bench where they were sitting she felt a pang from her bladder and she realised it might not have been such a good idea to drink her can so quickly, or even at all. As she sat back down she wished she could have gone and peed quickly before they had shut the store but that wasn't an option. She would just have to wait until they got to Claire’s house. Claire was now showing Mark something on her phone and without the distraction of conversation Karen’s focus was on her pressing need. She was really starting to regret drinking that can as her bladder was starting to feel pretty full and was getting really needy for relief. She tried not to worry too much but she had no idea how long the taxi would be and how long it would be before they would be back at Claire and Pete’s. Not knowing how long the taxi would be also meant she couldn’t really sneak off somewhere and pop a squat. To get any kind of privacy she would have to go over to the park and knowing her luck the taxi would show up just as got into position and started having a wee. Plus she really didn’t want to have to do that and have the others know that she was getting desperate again like a little kid. All she could do was hope that the taxi would arrive soon and she wouldn’t have to wait too long to get to the bathroom. As time passed she kept looking at her watch and the more she looked the more time seemed to slow down and her need to pee seemed to get worse. She guessed it was getting close to being 20 minutes since Pete rang so hopefully it wouldn’t be too much longer. However the minutes continued to pass by. “It’s taking a while to come” said Claire. “Yeah but what do you expect with how many people are in town today” replied Pete. “Usually I would be annoyed but on a day like this you just have to roll with it. Karen half hoped that Pete would be more annoyed and get on the phone and tell them to hurry up. She was really needing a wee now and she knew that even once the taxi arrived there was no telling how long she would have to sit in the car making their way back to Pete and Claire’s. She knew she was starting to fidget but she couldn’t help it, the pressure on her pussy was starting to build like it did when she was busting for a wee. She found herself alternating between looking at her watch, looking at the entrance to the car park and looking at her bouncing legs. She didn’t know which one was worse. All she knew was she was silently wishing for the taxi to get here now. She was confident she could make it back if they set off within the next few minutes but any longer and she was in danger of wetting herself in the back of the taxi. Just as the thought of how embarrassing that would be started entering her mind she was distracted by Mark. “This looks like it could be us” he said pointing at a car that was coming into the car park. As it got nearer Karen was happy to see the markings of the taxi company on the side of the car and felt a little relief that it was finally here. As the taxi pulled up she stood up and had to squeeze her legs as the sudden motion made a wave of desperation hit her bladder. “Not long now, just hold on” she said to herself as she climbed into the back of the car beside Claire. Pete jumped in the front and Mark got in on Claire’s other side. When Pete had confirmed the destination with the driver they set off much to Karen’s relief. As they came out of the supermarket car park onto the main road they joined the queue of traffic making its way through the town centre. On a normal day the string of traffic lights and roundabouts that ran around the town were a nightmare but with the roads through the town centre closed off for the festival traffic was moving even slower. All Karen could do was look around at the traffic and pray that it wouldn’t take long to get through to the other side of town. Just the sight of all the cars and the red lights was making her bladder ache with the desperate need to be emptied. Now she was sat down she could bounce her legs which helped a little but what she longed to do was hold her hand against her pussy where all the pressure was building. Unfortunately her dress didn’t have enough slack to allow her to do that, at least not without sticking her hand up and pressing directly on her knickers. She just resigned herself to bouncing her legs and squeezing her muscles to stop the ever growing flood threatening to erupt from between her legs. It took a few minutes to get through the traffic and out to the other side of town and onto the main road out of town where at least they could get moving. As they picked up speed Karen starting feeling more confident that she would be able to wait, at least as long as there were no more hold ups. As if she had read her mind Claire leaned in and muttered “there best not be be anymore traffic, I need to get home asap”. “Why whats up?” asked Karen, suddenly concerned something might be wrong. Claire glanced around at Mark and saw he was leant forward talking to Pete in the front seat. She turned back and whispered “I need a wee, no I really need a wee”. She suddenly gasped and moaned “oh god I’m almost wetting my knickers”. As she said this Karen saw her stiffen up and recognised the signs of a woman experiencing desperation. Karen leaned in and whispered “I’m glad I’m not the only one”. Claire looked at Karen and then down at her legs and saw them bouncing. She laughed and said “oh god, what are we like”. Karen returned the laugh, again feeling somewhat comforted by the knowledge she wasn’t the only one in a desperate predicament. She couldn’t explain why it made her feel better, it just did. At least mentally. Physically she was still dying for a wee and getting dangerously close to having an accident right there on the back seat. From the look of it Claire was almost there too. The next few minutes seemed to pass so slowly and Karen felt a huge sense of relief when they pulled into Claire’s road and pulled up outside their house. They all got out and despite wanting nothing more than to run inside and empty her bursting bladder there was shopping to be got out of the boot. Whilst Pete paid the driver Mark grabbed the crate of beer whilst Claire got the wine and Karen grabbed the bags. They made their way up the drive and Karen was happy to see that Pete had already the door open. They went inside and Karen hurried into the kitchen and put the bags of shopping down on the counter and put her handbag down too. When she turned round Pete came in and put the crate of the beer on the table. As Karen went to head to the door to go upstairs something suddenly hit her. Mark had gotten the beer out of the car so why had Pete brought it in. She looked at Pete and asked where Mark was and she groaned when she heard his response. “He went up to the toilet I think, he handed me the beer and shot upstairs so I assume that is where he went”. “Hopefully he won’t be too long” thought Karen squeezing her legs as she headed towards the door. Just as she got there Claire came rushing in and put down the wine on the table. Karen headed out and went upstairs. When she got to the bathroom door she tried the door and found it locked. She knocked and shouted “hurry up babe, I’m bursting for a wee”. She heard movement behind her and saw Claire appear at the top of the stairs. When she saw the door was shut she crossed her legs and said “oh god is Mark in there?”. Karen nodded and Claire groaned “oh god he has to be quick I am literally starting to wet myself”. Claire moved over and stood by the door and grabbed her crotch and began dancing on the spot. Karen couldn’t help but do the same. She too was on the verge of wetting her knickers and knew she wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. After holding to bursting point twice already she knew her bladder wasn’t as strong as usual and once she started losing control it would happen pretty quickly. . Luckily for her the toilet flushed and Mark opened the door. As she went to go in Claire suddenly jumped in front of her and with a smirk said “my house, I’m going first”. When Karen moaned and asked to go first Claire added “you went first at the supermarket, besides I’m about to burst”. Without waiting for a response Claire dashed into the bathroom and Karen watched as she quickly pulled up her dress and for a split second she saw a wet patch on Claire’s knickers before they were yanked down and her stream started. Claire sighed loudly as her stream got stronger and gushed into the toilet. All Karen could do was stand squirming and doing all she could to keep holding on just a little longer. The sudden delay in relief had caused her to start dribbling in her knickers and now listening to Claire relieving herself was causing her bladder to leak uncontrollably. She could feel her knickers getting wet and there was nothing she could do to stop it other than jam her hand up her dress and push hard against her aching pussy. She danced around in utter desperation and realised she looked like Claire had done when she was waiting for her to finish earlier. Oh how the tables had turned. Her control was fading, the leaks were getting worse and now her knickers were saturated and would absorb no more. The feeling of pee snaking down her legs was making it so hard to hold back the rest of the flood but she had to, she had to wait a little longer. Without warning a hard spurt shot into her knickers and she gasped loudly. Another spurt, then another. Now pee was running down her legs and getting her feet wet. Inside her head she was willing herself to hold on, almost there, Claire would be finished soon then you can pee, just a few more seconds, please please please I just need to pee. Her inner monologue wasn’t helping. The more she thought about holding on the more she spurted and then suddenly she felt it. A huge wave of desperation crippled her body and she knew she couldn’t wait. The pain in her bladder was so bad and she could feel the flood coming down to her quivering pussy. Without thinking she opened the door to the shower cubicle and jumped inside. The moment she knew she wouldn’t be making a mess her bladder pushed hard and the battle was lost. Pee erupted from her aching pee hole and soaked through her knickers and soaked the front of her dress. It streamed down her legs and gushed down between them. She spread her legs and just let the relief wash over her. In that moment she didn’t care that she was having an accident in front of her friend, she didn’t care about the embarrassment, all that mattered was the wonderful feeling of releasing that intense pressure. It seemed to go on forever but eventually the stream died down until she was just left standing there dripping and soaked. “Oh gosh” she heard Claire say and she looked up, her face burning with embarrassment. She started laughing. It was either laugh or cry and it seemed laughing won. Claire started laughing too and suddenly it seemed more funny than shameful. When they stopped laughing she couldn’t believe she had just wet herself. At least she hadn’t made a mess on the floor, just completely soaked her dress. “Take those off, I will get you something to change into” said Claire chuckling to herself. “Go and get that dress I bought, now I have an excuse to wear it” joked Karen as she peeled off her soaked knickers. Claire disappeared and came back a few moments later with Karen’s new dress. She went and brought her some clean knickers and left. Karen stripped off her dress and threw it and her knickers on the floor of the shower and quickly turned on the water to wash off her legs and gave her clothes a rinse through. Once she had she hung them up and then dried herself off before putting on the clean knickers and her new dress. When she went downstairs Mark commented on the fact she had changed and with a blush she told him what had just happened. He just laughed and said “ah well, it happens”. “Aye it does” said Pete and Karen jumped not realising he was behind them. She hadn’t meant for him to hear too. “It happens to us all….doesn’t it babe” he said winking at Claire. “Shut up you” replied Claire suddenly blushing. “Am I missing something” said Karen intrigued. “Oh so I take it she hasn’t told you that when you guys went out last month on that leaving party for erm whatshername at the office that when she got home she didn’t even make it through the front door before she started wetting herself, at least you made it upstairs”. He continued smirking at Claire. She laughed and threw the tea towel at him “I was drunk and I was absolutely dying for a pee, I thought I was going to pee in the taxi, I was surprised I managed to make it the door”. “Yeah well it was certainly a shock for me when you came in and did that” laughed Pete “so don’t worry Karen, you aren’t the only one. The guilt and embarrassment Karen had felt lifted and instead she just laughed as she watched Claire chasing Pete around the kitchen playfully hitting him for revealing her story. She would have to press her for details about that, always good to have a good embarrassing story to use as leverage. --------------------------------------------------------------------- I might do the story of Claire's night out accident if you guys are interested in that, let me know ?
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  13. I found one in Monstress Issue #5. I know you don't see anything, but I still find the idea of a girl casually peeing in front of a guy insanely hot.
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  14. Those are both very hot stories. I really love when professional women have legitimate accidents.
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  15. Woah, nice! Screenshots:
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  16. In situations like these, I take a good look, enjoy it for a few seconds, and then keep going about my day like nothing ever happened. If, for some reason, I just happened to be going to the same place as someone in this situation, I wouldn't purposely sit on the grass next to her just to gawk at her, since that would just be creepy. I might take a second glance if the opportunity presents itself, but that would be the end of it. This is probably how you should handle such a situation as well. You don't even know this person well enough to assume that she is into omo... It could just be that she is prone to these sort of situations and has enough confidence to act casual about it, but it doesn't necessarily mean that she is into it. Such a possibility is not entirely out of the question, but even if she was, that doesn't mean you have the right to follow her around and stare creepily the whole time.
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  17. Here is a similar story that was linked to in the article. https://abovethelaw.com/2009/08/lawsuit-of-the-day-bathroom-breaks-receptionist/2/
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  18. 1) Difficulty of creating a community. I've been around the desperation forums for nearly two dozen years and not posted extensively at any point. I don't feel like I have much in common with you guys other than a fetish. It's not easy to integrate into a community where - let's face it - our only interest is getting ourselves off. A lot of people don't feel any commonality or community spirit and just drift away. 2) Variations on a fetish. Some people don't like diapers. Some don't like nude peeing. Some don't like anime. Some don't like posed videos. Sometimes, it feels like hard work having to dig through the forum to find the particular thing that hits your button. And sometimes, perhaps a lot of the time, the other stuff is an active turn-OFF. 3) Forum hierarchy. It's intimidating hanging around with 'Super Members' who have thousands of posts. I am still restricted from doing all sorts of stuff on this site because I lurk too much and don't upload stuff, and I have no intention of spending a lot of time boosting my post count to improve that situation. I know WHY it's done, but you have to weigh up the pros against the cons, and for a lot of people it's just not worthwhile.
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  19. I wanted to go for more of a schoolgirl look this time!! Sorry, I know it doesn’t look like I wet as much this time, but the skirt probably absorbed a lot of it, plus I was leaking before I could even get the outfit on Hope you enjoy!
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  20. I had an interesting and humorous sighting a couple weekends ago. (My extended family seems to have a lot of bladder issues. I know at least half my cousins did or still do wet their beds. A few have an occasional day wetting accident. We are pretty open about it and nobody is too embarrassed. I think a couple of them enjoy it like I do. Sometimes the occasional tickle fights end with a sudden run for dry pants.) I was at my uncle’s riding ATVs with his family. It was he and I and his three teenage sons. It was Saturday morning and we had stopped by the side of the trail for a break after riding a couple hours. Usually this is an opportunity for some bottled water and a pee. The middle son, Jason, was squirming around a little. He’s the one that always kids his brothers that they have small bladders and always have to pee. He usually does seem to be able to hold it pretty well. It looked to me like he had to pee really badly but didn’t want to be the first to go. I wasn’t too surprised, he had two big glasses of milk and one of orange juice with breakfast. He got out his bottle of water and took a sip while his older brother went into the woods to pee. As his brother came back Jason casually took his turn in the woods. He turned his back and unzipped to start peeing. Just then we heard some more ATVs coming down the trail. Jason looked back in panic and frantically zipped up and came out of the woods. It was a guy and a girl on two ATVs. She smiled, pointed at him and gave Jason a thumbs up as she passed him. Then I saw why. Evidently Jason had started to pee just as we heard them coming. He zipped up but evidently he had to pee so badly that he couldn’t quite stop the flow. He didn’t seem to notice that he was still peeing until she pointed. He looked down and turned bright red as his faded skinny jeans turned dark in the crotch and the wet stain spread down his legs. He quickly unzipped and finished peeing on the grass. Finally he finished and sheepishly walked back to us. We were all laughing hysterically. Jason was soaked, his jeans were wet to his ankle on one leg and the knee on the other. His crotch and fly with it’s nice bulge were wet to his belt. The tight wet jeans made it obvious that he was wearing briefs or bikinis rather than boxers! When he he turned around I could see the wetness had even spread up the back to his jeans pockets. As the laughter died down Jason’s younger brother walked quickly to the woods and peed. As he turned to walk back I saw him looking down and then he tugged his shirt down over his fly. Just before he got it covered I noticed he had a small wet spot on one side of his fly. I think he laughed so hard he leaked a little. His shirt covered it so I didn’t say anything. Both Jason’s brothers started teasing him about who had the strongest bladder now. Their dad let them get a few digs in and then told them to let Jason alone, he was embarrassed enough. I wonder what the girl on the ATV thought about what she saw. If she was in to Omorashi I think it probably made her day! Jason asked what he should do about his wet jeans. It was two hours back to the cabin and nobody had any spare clothes. I reminded him about the time he got splashed really bad while riding. It only took about and hour before the wind had dried his shirt and jeans as he rode. He brightened up a little and said he hoped we wouldn’t meet too many other riders before he was dry. He even said we might as well continue the ride we had originally planned. The rest of us peed, had some water and we all continued on. It was funny watching Jason ride. He would spread his legs out to catch the wind on his legs for a while. Then he would stand on the running boards for a while to get some air on his crotch and seat. It seemed to work, at our next rest stop about an hour later his legs were dry. His crotch and fly still damp enough to show that he’d wet himself. He joked that he’d be dry enough that we could even stop for lunch like we planned. His older brother even told him he might have lucked out; he didn’t even smell like he pissed his pants. The restaurant stop was an hour later. We pulled in to the parking lot to see if Jason wanted to try going in. He asked me to check his jeans to see if they looked dry enough. He was mostly dry, only his fly was damp and his shirt hid it well enough. That was a first for me. A kid asking me to check his peed jeans to see if the wetness still showed! I had to give him credit; I don’t think I’d have been brave enough at his age to wear jeans I’d peed in into a restaurant! His older brother noticed they had an outdoor patio and suggested we sit out there. During lunch Jason seemed to have a hand on his crotch a lot. From some similar wet occasions I knew he had to be itching down there and was probably scratching it. I also realized that he hadn’t peed since he wet his jeans, the rest of us had all used the restaurant’s bathroom. I wondered if he really didn’t need to pee or if he was too embarrassed to go in there with his pissed in jeans. I bet his underwear was still kind of damp. The wet pants accident didn’t seem to slow his capacity to drink. He finished two large sodas with lunch. We hit the trail again and headed toward the cabin. At the first stop we all peed in the woods again. I was watching Jason because I couldn’t believe he wasn’t desperate to pee. He sure didn’t act like he needed to pee. I was thinking that maybe he really did have iron control. Then I noticed him coming out of the woods. His shirt was still up showing his zipper and crotch. It was obviously freshly wet. He pulled it down as he walked back so no one else saw it. When he climbed back on his ATV I saw that the back of his jeans were equally wet. It looked like he’d peed while sitting on the seat. Was he so stubborn about not peeing when everyone else did that he wet again? Or did he like the feeling and had deliberately wet his jeans again figuring nobody would notice the new wetness? When we ended the ride at the cabin I was still curious about Jason. I watched as he got off his ATV. From the back his jeans still looked really wet. Then I got a look at his front. The bottom of his shirt was damp around his crotch and his jeans were wet a couple inches down the inseams. He was still leaking or had deliberately wet himself again. He quickly held his helmet in front as he said he was going to go take a shower. His younger brother had noticed me watching and grinned at me and said “He did it again on purpose, didn’t he!”
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  21. Hi guys, I know I haven't posted much recently, I've had a lot going on, and a serious case of writers block. I have about 5 stories all half finished. I finished this one a few years ago, but have never posted it for fear that it may reference people and websites that are real. If this isn't allowed, please remove it. My inspiration was a fantasy about a certain pee site, trying to have a day of filming and paying good money for real desperation. It is nothing more than a fantasy. I appreciate that it mentions the site, and I am not for 1 second intimating this is how they operate. I am sure they are a very professional outfit who treat the girls with nothing other than 100% respect. From a fantasy standpoint though, where's the fun in that! I would love your feedback. The instructions she had been given were very clear! But she did not like them! "You will be picked up, at 9 AM. You must not have pee'd by then, it is vital that you forgo your morning pee. On top of this, you must have drunk a MINIMUM of 2 litres of water by the time of your arrival, and you must have taken this pill at least 30 minutes prior to you quoted pick up time" Laura glanced at the packet in her hand. "Super diuretic tablet", it read. "To stimulate the desire to urinate". "Fuck" muttered Laura to no-one in particular, going back to the instruction card. "Any failure to adhere to these rules may result in a reduction of fees, or no fee being paid whatsover. You will be required to shoot 5 scenes throughout the day, a theme of which will be desperation. It is absolutely vital that you begin the day full, as the light will fade before we can complete the shoot if this is not the case. We at sneaky appreciate that this will be uncomfortable, but this discomfort is reflected in the fees that we pay! All quoted fees are subject to performance. See you soon, Sneaky" It was mid November and Laura was in dire need of money. Christmas was just around the corner, and she had lost her job after the credit crunch squeezed her tight. She was struggling to pay her rent each week, let alone think about Christmas presents. She had always thought herself quite good looking and liberated, and had applied to a couple of modelling agencies, but they were feeling the pinch too, and were only looking for new teenage models, and at 24 that put her out of luck. She was desperate for money and a search on the internet uncovered a site called sneakypee. It basically showed women , who needed a pee, squatting down in public, showing their full desperate pee streams. Laura was a bit taken aback at first. Why would anyone pay to watch women wee? But, the more she thought about it, the easier it seemed. She had only pee'd outside once, at Glastonbury about 3 years ago. She had been so desperate that day, and the queues for the portaloo were so long, that she squatted behind a bush. It didn't turn her on, it was done out of necessity, but it was easy! The fees on offer too were outstanding. £150 lump sum for a days shoot, plus £100 for every shoot that made it to the website (Which was pretty much all of them, the only reason they didn't make it was if a girl couldn't go, didn't produce a long enough stream, or was caught in the act causing an aborted shoot). On top of this, there was a £250 a shoot bonus for any shoot that was included on a dvd (Usually the ones which looked real and showed the most genuine desperation) and £1000 bonus for the website users shoot of the month! Basically, if you were the most desperate girl that month, producing some epic fotage, for one days work, you could stand to earn up to £2900. That was money that could change her life, and she wasted no time in signing up! She had woken up late that morning getting out of bed at 8:10, and had run straight to the bathroom for her morning pee. This had been a ritual she had followed for as long as she could remember. She always needed to go after a full nights sleep, and some mornings she had to run for fear of leaking. This morning though, as she had run to the bathroom, she had remembered the instruction card, and not peed. Her bladder sent signals as she stood and washed herself down, and brushed her teeth! It was like it didn't understand what she was doing to it, and it wanted to release. She gave herself a little squeeze though, as she got dressed, and dashed downstairs. It was now 8:25 as she measured out her first litre of water! God it was so much and she really struggled to drink it all. As she measured out her second litre, she remembered the tablet, and had re read the instruction card! She didn't want to do anything to risk her payday, but she was so full already, she was going to be totally desperate when they arrived, even without the diuretic! Then she thought more about it, and thought, well, I suppose my first shoot won't be long after they pick me up, and the most desperate girl could win a grand, I'll be OK! With that she downed the tablet, and started on her next litre of water! By the time 9 o'clock rolled around she was virtually climbing the walls. Her bladder was bulging and aching, sending pangs of desperation. She had never felt such pressure before. Her left hand was working furiously between her legs when she heard a car horn outside her house. "Thank fuck" she muttered, "lets get this show on the road", and she hobbled outside, knowing her bladder would be releived soon! The scene that greeted her though made her almost cry out loud. The car that was picking her up was a people carrier, there was a male driver, and an older woman in the passenger seat, she guessed these were the producers, but in the back there were already 4 women, and each of them looked in need of a ladies room! She pulled open the door to the people carrier, her left hand still buried deep into her vulva, working at her desperate, quivering pee hole. She was so desperate, and couldn't quite beleive the effect the diuretic had had on her. She had gone from a low, dull ache after skipping her morning pee, to burning, desperate, urgent need to pee in under half an hour. As she stepped into the people carrier, she was greeted with a scene which could only be described as chaos. There were already 4 girls in the vehicle, and they were very obviously, very desperate to pee! As she sat down on the last available seat, she sighed with the temporary relief it afforded her frantic pussy, before the girl behind her shouted out, "Please, oh god please, she has to be the last one, I can't hold on for much longer, we need to start this shoot soon, or there will be a puddle in this car, pleeeeeeasssse, I need to wee" "OK Girls" said the woman in the passenger seat, ignoring the desperate plea, and the obvious desperation form each of the girls in the car. "I am pleased to see that you have all followed the instructions carefully. You may feel like you are desperate to pee now, but the human bladder is a very flexible organ, and you can always hold it in for a lot longer than you think. So, we're going to do some quick introductions before we drive to our first location, and one of you will get their first relief. Its going to be a long day for you girls, and I won't lie its going to be hard. Your going to hurt like you never thought possible, and you'll surprise yourselves with what you can endure, but then thats why we pay such high premiums. You will be full all day, I have plenty of diuretic pills, and plenty of water, you'll not be empty for long, but rest assured the better the desperation the more we pay! A quick word of warning though, I will not tolerate urine on the upholstery, and accidents will result in penalties, so it is imperitve that you hold on!" "Oh shit" cried the girl who had made the earlier fuss, "oh god please, you don't understand, I am so so full, I'm in agony here, I have to pee in like the next minute or I will have an accident, this is crazy" OK Mark, she said to the driver, this little piss whore in the back is making a fuss, lets get to our first location, and with that he started the engine and set off. Laura was in agony now, and had instinctively buried her hand into her crotch. Anyone could see the other 4 girls were as desperate as her, but did this mean she had to wait for them to go first, oh, she didn't know if she could! She was so bursting! A strange silence descended over the car as it drove, save for the odd gasp, of frantic yelp, or agonised cry of "oh god, oh please hurry" or "I need a wee". It drove for about 5 minutes before pulling into the side of the road. "OK ladies" said the woman, the location for our first shoot is just up here, "out you hop" She got out and opened the door to the people carrier. "OK all 5 of you are involved in this shoot, but not in the way some of you may think." As she spoke the driver got out and started to film as the 5 girls got out of the car. The scene must have looked insane as 4 desperate girls openly held themselves and pee danced furiously. "2 of you will get to pee at this location, the other 3 will act as lookouts". "Oh SHIT" yelped the openly desperate girl who had been making such a fuss in the car. "It has to be me first, it literally has to, I'm going to piss myself in the next 5 seconds" Pandora smirked at her as she said, "This is the scenario, Jess and Clare will be peeing here, and "NOOOOO", wailed the other girl, over the top of her, "NO, YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS, I'm not kidding here, this is a full blown emergency, you have to change the order and let me pee here, I can't wait" Laura knew exactly how she felt, but just bit her lip and started a frantic pee pee dance. Pandora turned and shot her the most hateful glare I have ever seen. "LOOK" she snarled "you are here through choice, and we are paying good money, very good money infact, for you to do as instructed. This is a fetish video, and you knew what you were getting yourself into. You can wait, and you will wait, and if I hear another peep out of you will go last. If your not happy with that you can leave now, go and piss your panties or something and fuck of home like a pathetic loser, receiving no money, and ruining the day for these other girls! If you want to earn your money, then shut your mouth and cross your legs! The theme is desperation, and that is what you will provide us, now hold on tight and wait until I say you can pee!" "I....I'm sorry" she stammered, pressing her hand into her crotch, "but I'm really, really desperate, I don't mean to make such a fuss, but I don't know how much longer I can wait". "Good" snapped Pandora, "don't you think every one of these girls feels the same way. You've each taken an very, very strong diuretic, and drank a lot of liquid, you are all desperate, but you must wait. Why do you think we pay so much money, now I'm sorry, but as I said, at this location Jess and Clare will be peeing, the other 3 of you will act as look outs." "OK, this is the scene girls, Jess, your going to stagger over to that portaloo over there, acting as desperate as possible, when you arive you will notice an out of order sign on the door of the ladies, and will frantically run to the gents, you will beg Clare to keep a lookout for you while you use it, as it is only a urinal style loo and there is no lock. You will go in and hoik up your skirt, pushing your sweaty little pussy over the urinal, and letting rip with a gusher, after 20 seconds Clare, you will burst in on her declaring that someone is coming and she has to stop, Jess, you will immediately clamp of your flow and reposition your panties, Clare, now acting utterly desperate will run into the woods and find a tree to squat behind, fully emptying your frantic bladder, do you all understand. "oooh yessss, wailed Jess, now fully aware that she was to be the first girl to find relief, come on, lets start." "OK you 3" said Pandora, "get yourselves spread out and in position, if anyone comes then you need to alert our attention so we can abort the shoot" She directed the 3 lookouts where to stand and as they staggered off to there spots she said "OK, action" Jess needed no second bidding and immediately set off to the portaloo, accompanied by Clare. "oooh god, I need a wee" she said, as the cameras focused closely on her desperate pouting face, this wasn't an acting roll for her, although she had not been as vocal as some of the other girls, she had been the first to be picked up , and she was going frantic with need, "oh god, shit" she said again, if I don't get to a toilet in the next minute I'm going to wet my knickers, it really is that bad" "oooooh me too" responded Clare, I'm literally bursting here, Come on Jess, the loo is just there" "Oh fuck, oh god, hurry" wailed Jess, droppiong her hand to her crotch as she rounded the corner, to be confronted by the out of order sign on the ladies room door. She thudded into it, to find it wouldn't budge, and immediately strted a very exaggerate pee dance, "Oh Clare, oh god Clare help me, what am I going to do, I need a wee so badly, I can't hold it in, I'm going to wee myself" "Look, Jess, come on, the mens room is open, we'll have to use that" said Clare, her own hand now working furiously beneah her skirt "Oh shit, yes, come on Clare, its a real emergency, I absolutely have to pee" stammered Jess, staggering over to the door marked 'gentlemen'. She pushed it, and to her sheer delight it opened, "oh thank god she cried, "oh I need to pee now". "Oh no" said Clare as they both entered the dingy mens room. There was no cubicle, and only 1 filthy urinal. "What are we going to do" asked Clare" "Oh shit, its coming out, keep a lookout, she wailed, as Jess moved into the doorway of the awful mens room, and Clare started to pull aside her panties. There was no need for acting now as her pussy throbbed, she tried frantically to manouver herself over the urinal, when a frantic spurt escaped, followed by another, then a blast erupted from her, as she allowed herself to relax. The relief was intense, her whole body tingled as her pee came flooding out of her, when Jess ran in and shouted, "Clare, quick, someones coming" "FUCK, shouted Clare, not even slightly acting now, as she desperately tried to clamp herself shut. Her bladder ached, as she desperately fought to get control of herself. "Quick Clare" repeated jess from the door. Clare was in agony as she managed to stem the desperate tide, and snap her thin, damp, panties back into place over her only partially relieved pussy, and she staggered out, to be greeted by the sight of jess doing her own frantic dance. She was shocked to see that there actually was a man approaching them, but Jess wasn't concerned by this now, as she stammered, "qu..quick Clare, o-o-over here, and started a frantic hobbled dash towards the tree line round the edge of the park. Clare followed, her hand pressed firmly into her crotch, as Jess pulled ahead, as soon as she reached the tree line, she turned quickly to ace her, pouting in sheer frantic, desperation. "Keep a lookout Clare, I can't wait" she said, as she quickly pulled down her leggins and knickers, dropping into a squat. before her knickers were even fully clear a thick, gushing stream of pee erupted from her. Jess threw her head back, in sheer ecstasy, her face a picture of pure relief, as her stream hissed noisilly from her cunt, splashing against the ground. "Ohhh yesssssss, she moaned, oh god I needed this, I couldn't wait" Her stream gushed from her for a full minute and a half before she was empty, and she staggered to her feet, yanking up her knickers and leggings, with a visible wet spot on the crotch, where she had briefly lost it in her desperate scramble. He kneees quivered, her relief had felt so good. "Can I finish off here" asked Clare, her hand, once again buried in her crotch, but she was interrupted by Pandora yelling "CUT" "back to the bus now girls" The scene back at the bus was chaos. The 3 girls who hadn't found relief at the first shoot were climbing the walls in sheer and utter desperation. The desperate girl who had made such a scene earlier, burst into tears as they were told to get back into the people carrier. "please, she begged, is there no way you can do my shoot here too, I don't think I can hold it anymore, I have never been so desperate to pee in my life. "oh god, me too chimed the other girl. How long do you think it will be until you let us pee?" "You knew the score when you signed up" snapped Pandora. "You are working for a day, and your work is pee desperation. What we provide our customers is authentic desperation and truly desperate pee streams. No acting, no bullshit, and they pay top money for that. In turn we pay you girls top money. You won't find better pay for any other porn work, and nowhere near as much for basic modelling. We advertised clearly that we were a desperation fetish site. You 5 girls will be desperate to pee all day, but that is why you are here. Now follow the instructions I give you, or get out now. Any complaints??" Laura bit her lip. Her need to pee more intense than she had ever experienced, she pressed her fingers into her crotch and bit her lip. The other 2 also silently complied, but there was no doubting they were all desperate for a pee. As the car pulled out and set off to its next location Pandora spoke. OK ladies, our next shoot is a risky one. Its a very public loacation. We had planned that Sarah was to find her relief here, but her constant whining is doing my head in, so she can wait a bit longer. Natalie, you will be peeing next. "Oh thank god" gasped the girl sat next to me, but Sarah went crazy again. "stop the car, I mean it stop this car now or I swear I'll piss myself" she screamed "you can't torture us like this" her legs scissored wildly as her fingers worked furiously against the crotch of her white leggings. "oh for christs sake" said Pandora angrilly, here we go again. "I don't care" crried Sarah, I'm sorry, I'm literally about to piss myself, I've never felt this desperate before in all of my life, I don't even care about the money, just please let me me pee, anywhere, NOWWWWWWWWW, I can't wait". "For fucks sake" snapped Pandora back at her. "OK, I can offer you an emergency pitstop" "Pleeeeaaaasssseeee", wailed sarah, both her hands now buried inside her panties, "I cannn'ttt wait". "Not so fast, if it were up to me I'd kick you out and let you piss your pathetic panties and leave you to walk home humiliated. Unfortunately, I have a website to think about, and you are certainly desperate, so it is a shame to waste it" "An emergency pitstop is exactly that. We stop for you to have an emergency, unscripted pee. We film it, but you receive no fee. You then continue with the day as scheduled, but you will take 2 diuretic pills immediately after you finish your emergency pee. Do you agree to these conditions" "Oh goddddd", she cried, visibly shaking, "please, anything, I'll agree to anything, just stop the car pleasssse". She whimpered aloud as she said this, and a very short sharp hiss could be heard. "ohhh goodddddd pleassseeeee" she cried again, "I'm going to wee my knickers". "Don't you dare pee in this car, or you will be paying us a £200 soiling fee. You are getting your emergency pee, just hold on a few more seconds" as Pandora spoke, the car pulled up at the side of the road. "Oh, thank god, yes, please, oh god oh, a pee, I must", stammered Sarah as she moved to get out. "Hold it" shouted Pandora, wait for my camera man. So Sarah again tried to compose herself as the driver moved, agonisingly slowly, out of the drivers seat, and round ready to film. "OK, Sarah, emergency pee is underway, totally unscripted, but try and find some cover, don't just piss next to a busy road" GO Sarah quickly pushed open the car door and scanned the area desperately, oooooh shittttttt she wailed as she staggerred towards a shrubbery which would offer only token cover! her hands worked furiously against her crotch as she hobbled on, virtually bent double. "Oh no" she cried, about 4 paces from her intended relief, "oh no, I can't hold it". Again a loud hiss could be heard, this time accompanied with a darkening wet patch as her leggings quickly turned transparent. "FUCK", she cried, like a woman possessed as she tore down her leggings. "fuck, fuck fuck", she swore, as her bladder gave way, she was already peeing full force into her panties as she dropped into a squat and ripped asside her gusset. "Oh, ahhhhhhhh, of yessss, oh god thankyou, oh a peeee, it feels soooo good!" she gasped as she thrust her hips forwards and relaxed!!! Pee was gushing from her at a terrific force, splattering loudly against the pavement, in a seemingly never ending deluge. "Oh it feels so good, I swear I've never needed to pee as badly as I did then, oh I wet myself a bit, but I was so bursting, look how much pee was in me, oh god it feels good". For a full minute she pissed at full force onto the ground, moaning and gasping with relief, before finally snapping her sodden knickers back into place and pulling up her wet leggings. She walked back to the people carrier, lightheaded with relief. Back in the car, Laura and Natalie were out of their mind with desperation. Natalie had been told that she could pee next, but instead she'd had to sit and watch as Sarah found her relief in desperate, explosive style! Laura had her hands in her croth, rocking back and forth, whimpering, her mind not focussing on anything than the extreme distress her pussy was feeling. Back outside, Sarahs momentous piss was trailing off. She had gone weak at the knees, as she struggled to regain her composure. Her desperation had been so intense, but it had almost been worth it for the relief she now felt. No man had ever made her feel this good, and she strained to push out every last drop.. As she replaced her panties, she realised they were pretty wet between the legs, where she had obviously lost control in her desperate scramble. She sheepishly returned to the car, where the 2 girls in the back were obviously still seriously desperate. "I'm so sorry girls" she started, "I just had to go, I was literally bursting, I never even thought it was possible to need a wee that bad, oh god it hurt, and oh, well, oh god, it felt good to let it out, it was literally either that or wet my knickers." "Never mind that" snapped Pandora. "You might have had your 'emergency pee', and I hope it felt good, because it tortured these two poor girls, and you will be punished for that. Now, take these" she turned and handed Sarah, not 1, not 2, but 3 of the super strength diuretic pills and a litre bottle of water. "oh no" she pleaded, "you can't be serious. I only took one of those pills this morning and look what happened, I can't take 3 more." "Oh yes you can" snapped Pandora, "you'll take them and drink the water now, or You'll get 4 and a quart of water to drink" Slowly, Sarah took one of the pills, and started to sip on the water, as the car began to drive away again. "OK girls" said Pandora, addressing Natalie and Laura, "I imagine you are getting pretty desperate now?" "Oh yes, oh shit yes" whimpered Natalie, "I've never been so desperate in all my life" Laura meanwhile couldn't even talk, she was shakingwith the effort of holding now, as she just gasped "Please, oh please, wee, oooooh, no, i , err, i need a weeee" "haha, yeah, thats what i thought" smirked Pandora. "Not long now girls, just clench yourselves closed another couple of minutes and we'll be on location for you to have a glorious pee" Again the car set of on its torturous journey. Laura was beside herself, she couldn't sit still for a second, and had her hands working in her crotch. She had squatted and peed behind a tree at a festival once, about 3 years ago, and had thought that was a desperate as it was possible to be. She had been at the end of her thether that day, and squatting in public was truly her last resort, but she had passed that level of desperation about 20 minutes ago. Had she been anywhere else she would have given in long ago, but she was willing herself to hold on now. Tears were falling down her face as she whimpered aloud. Oh god she was desperate to pee, she was worried she was actually going to damage herself. She finally spoke up for the first time, "err, p-p-please, err, please, how long is it going to be, I don't know how much longer I can hold on". The older woman turned, and looked her up and down. She was a mess, frantically kneading her pussy, and scissoring her legs, tears streaming down her face. She was clearly suffing the most severe desperation. "Not long now love" came the reply. "Just keep on holding on, your doing brilliantly, I know it hurts, but it'll be worth it. You could produce somehing quite epic!" and again, the car set off, agonizingly on its way! It was only 5 minutes to the next location, but, it could have been 5 hours for poor Natalie and laura. They were both in absolute agony. Every second that passed caused them more pain. Laura was out of it, she had no idea where she was, she barely knew if she was weeing or not. Her whole existence focusssed on keeping her pee hole clenched tightly shut, but it was hurting her to do it. Her vision was blurred as sshe looked to Natalie, whos predicament seemed to be equally bad. It had been over an hour since they had been picked up, and she was at the end of her tether then! Finally the car stopped. "OK girls" said the woman, turning to look at the 2 most desperate young girls she had ever seen in her life, we were going to do 2 locations, but as you are aware, if you lose it and have an accident there will be no payments. You are both bursting, so there is no point wasting that, so you will both pee here. This is important though, you must pee one at a time, so we can make 2 seperate videos from it. "OH, can we go now, quick, please" stammered Natalie, her hands kneeding furiously in her crotch. Laura was shaking, almost like she was having a fit, barely taking in anything. "OK, off you go girls, there is no script here, but there is just the 2 of you, 1 pee at a time, and the other stands guard. Don't forget an aborted shoot means no payment, so if you are caught in the act, break down and wet yourself, or both have to go at the same time, the shoot would be aborted, and no payment would be offered, and that would be a shame when you are as desperate as you 2 girls clearly are. "OK" stammered Natalie, "come on, I'm sorry, but I have to go first" she started off towards a wall, her walk was one of sheer desperation, she couln't stand up straight, both her hands worked in her crotch, and she was shaking, "ooooooh, a pee, a pee, oh god I need a pee, please, come on, just a few more seconds" she was repeating to herself. Laura staggered after her, looking just as desperate. "No, no, no, please no, I have to go first, please" she wailed. "NO WAY" Screeched Natalie, like a woman possessed, there is absolutley no way you can go first, I swear, if I don't wee in the next 30 seconds my bladder will actually pop, oh god, oh god, oh god, shit, ooooh, I neeeeeed a weeeeee". She wailed, as she finally reached a tree, which would be more than enough token cover in her desperate state. "Oh nooo", she yelped, as she desperately faught with her clothes to try and pull them from her desperate body, Oh shit no, just a few more seconds. Both girls were frantic, but suddenly, Natalie yelped, "oh fuck, no" an audible hiss could be heard as she pulled down her trousers and knickers, and dropped to a squat where she stood. Her bladder had completely given way, and her pent up pee was flooding out of her at a tremendous force. Her whole body was phsyically shaking. "oh shit, fuck, nooo, ahhh yesss, oh god, yesss, ooooooh a peeeee, oh god, ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" she stammered, as sheer ecstacy overtook her tortured body. "oh godd, ahhhhh, ohhh, fuck, oh god it feels good, oh I needed this," she wailed as what felt like gallons of pee finally escaped their torturous prison. Laura was racked with pain, "gotta hold it, hold it, oh no, just a few more seconds" she stammered as she stood just metres away from Natalie having the most glorious pee of her life. Her body shook, as she was almost convulsing in pain. "HOLD ON GIRL" whispered Pandora into Lauras ear, but a small trickle started to escape her tightly clenched lips. "No, no, no, no, no" cried Laura, Natalies piss splashing out loudly, "PLEASE, please, its coming out" "just a few more seconds" said pandora, as Natalie peed on and on and on. "I cant, I can't" stammered Laura, wildry scissoring her legs, pressing hard into her crutch, it needs to come out. She was openly crying, tears flowing down her face. she was shaking, involunterilly. Natalie's pee gushed on and on, she had never felt such relief, as Laura lost another, much more serious squirt into her panties. "I'm peeing myself, please, please, I have to go NOW" she shouted, staring at Pandora, desperatley waiting for permission to pee, I'm weeing myself. "OK, said Pandora, she had never seen such intense desperation, and her camera was now trained solely on Laura, "OK babe, you can go." Laura needed no second bidding, as soon as she pulled her hands away from her crotch she was leaking again, as she fought with her waistband. She was pulling and tugging at her leggings and knickers, as they came down in a wet knotted tangle, as soon as they edged away her bum, her bladder gave out, and she exploded with the most incredible stream of pee. It blasted her panty crotch, before she finally dropped into a squat. her legs shook, as her pee cascaded out of her with a tremendous force. "OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUCCKKK YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" she cried, She had never felt so good in her entire life. her whole body convulsed as she went light headed with relief. She completely forgot where she was, shaking in agony and ecstasy as her pussy could finally relax and gallons and gallons of pee flooded from their overworked prison. "oooooooohhh godddddddd she gasped, in relief, tears flowing from her eyes, ooooooh I needed this, oh it feels so good" Her legs shook, and her pussy quivered madly, as more and more pee flooded out of her frantic pussy. Her clit tingled, and her overwhelming relief threatened to turn into a huge orgasm.. "oh goddd, this feels soooo good" she moaned as her stream finally slowed. She had peed for a full 2 minutes, and the puddle on the floor was absolutely incredulous. She pulled up her, now soaking wet, panties, and tried to stand, now uneasy on her feet, her legs now weak. Tears still streamed from her as she slowly pulled up her leggings, showing a huge wet patch accross her bum, where she had lost all control in the final few moments. She had never felt so happy in her life, never even imagined that something as mundane as peeing could feel so good. "CUT" shouted Pandora. "WOW girls, look at you, that was a proper desperate pee eh, thats what we pay the big bucks for, come on now, back to the car" "She isn't kidding is she", whispered Natalie, as they turned to head back to the car, "Oh my god, I never even thought it was possible to need a wee that badly! I thought I was going to die it hurt so bad, but oh god, the relief when it came out of me, it was almost worth all the suffering, almost". Laura, was still in a daze "mmmm" she whimpered, "I hurt so much, I think I might have damaged myself, I never want to feel that desperate again!" As they arrived back at the car, the other 3 girls were already looking like they needed to pee again. Pandora looked Laura up and down, and reached into the boot, handing her a pair of white cotton panties, and, what lloked like a school skirt. "Here you go" she said, "You're not getting in my car like that, you're soaked, change into these" Laura was horrified, to once again be taking down her panties in public, but as the cold air hit her pussy it felt so good and so naughty, and besides, these girls had seen everything she had now anyway! She pulled on her new skirt and panties, and clambered into the back of the car. "OK girls" started Pandora, "Congratulations on your first round of shoots. We will be filming 2 more shoots with each of you today, but I am happy with what we have got so far. You all probably thought you experienced the ultimate in desperation this morning, but you are only 2 hours into the day, and it will get a whole lot worse for you. I imaginemost of you are feeling the need to go again already, but we are going to sit in this car and fill your bladders for the next 90 minutes before continuing, this was just the start. Clare" she said, facing the first girl "I am happy with your performance, and am aware that we stopped you mid stream, but you did well, and haven't annoyed me by moaning and whining all day, I'm sure your desperate now, but here is a litre of water, and another diuretic, please drink it quickly, Jess, you also performed well, and can have exactly the same. Now, Sarah, you pathetic bitch." Sarah whimpered, her earlier 3 diuretics were already working overtime, "you are the only girl here to have earned no fee yet, your unscripted pee spoilt our running order, tortured these 2 girls, and you still pissed in your knickers before you performed, absolutely pathetic, here is another 2 litres of water to add to your discomfort, and a can of coke too, I always find it goes right through me. I have some serious plans for you, there is always one pathetic girl on these shoots! Now, Natalie and Laura. You both produced shows of real desperation. Natalie, you just need to take one of these, she said, handing over 1 diuretic, and a single bottle of water. Laura though, I know you have produced extreme desperation, but you did cut over Natalies shoot, meaning I can only use that as a single shoot, and you also wet yourself quite considerably, I'm afraid, for that, you need to be punished" "oh, no" whimpered Laura, her tummy still aching from its previous torment, "no, please, I held it as long as you told me to, I was in agony" "Here you go" said Pandora, completely ignoring her pleas, she handed her 2 of the diuretic pills, and a litre and a half of water. All 5 girls were now concerned about the rest of the days filming, and were all seriously miserable. Clare was sat in agony, the only girl who had not managed to void her full bladder, being forced to stop mid-flow, and Sarah, who was having the worst day of her life, was, again, feeling an urgent need to pee! She had wet herself, and had bbeen the only girl to not hang on as instructed, as a punishment for that she had now been forced to drink 3 litres of water, a can of coke, and take 3 super strength diuretics. She was in for some serious agony!the other 3 girls were all quite relaxed at the moment, still revelling in the relief they had felt from being so desperate. The car set off on its way again...….
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  22. I was holding it through my daughters very long dance recital and their toilets are a bit on the small side and I just couldn’t control it. F126260B-3E16-49F9-9A34-D624E9073BF2.mov
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  23. View File My wet pad video collection this is no contain period, pee only! enjoy my treasure? Submitter omaeka Submitted 08/18/2018 Category Female  
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  25. I'm a single black guy that's into peeing n wetting, Any Girls on here that likes African American wetting???
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  26. Was holding my pee for hours, Stayed in bed until I had the urge to release.
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  27. I really appreciate that ^_^
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  29. Fun With my spouse some nudity kinda View File First time ever for video of me doing this so I seem a bit awkward .Decided to have some fun in front of my husband,hadn't wetmyself in forever been hooked on good nights for a bit so it felt amazing husband loves it. No real nudity just some lip and a lol rubbing really.um enjoy I guess Submitter Iceprincessmae Submitted 08/15/2018 Category Peeing
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  30. Perma Banned

    Given that his profile pic says "Perma banned" in big red letters, I would say yes, yes he is. Long story short, he got up to some creepy harassment and stalker behavior.
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  31. Something I enjoy when I have a lot of time is doing this continuously. Like, keep drinking and holding even after you lose control. You lose control, and then you lose control again, and again and again. It's amazing and extremely intense. I love the feeling of like, going to the store and having no control over my bladder. Or trying to brush my teeth and feeling a trickle of pee running down my leg no matter how hard I squirm. I highly recommend.
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  33. Zone Pink

    Olivia sighed. “Emily, I don’t think this is going to work. The grass isn’t strong enough to hold the stone and wood together, and I can’t think of anything that could!” Olivia said. “But we need firewood! We can’t eat raw meat! We’ll get sick!” Emily said. “Maybe we shouldn’t cut down the tree. It might be wet or something, which wouldn’t make for good firewood.” Olivia said. “Olivia I’ve been here for a week and it hasn’t rained once! It’s dry!” Emily said. “Maybe we can just collect some t-twigs from the ground?” Olivia suggested. “Olivia! If I can’t even make an axe, how am I supposed to make a house!” Emily asked. “Maybe you shouldn’t make a house. Maybe that’s too much for one or two people to do. Maybe we can just live in these burnt houses forever.” Olivia said. Emily turned and punched the tree. “Rrrg! That doesn’t solve our food problem Olivia!” Emily shouted. “Whoa, Emily! Look!” Olivia said. She pointed at the tree. The bark was damaged where Emily hit. “Emily! Your punch damaged the tree!” Olivia said. “Do you realize what this means?!” Emily asked. “Yeah! You’re super strong!” Olivia said. “N-no, w-well maybe… but it means I can just punch the tree down!” Emily said. “Emily. You made a dent in the bark. You can’t punch a tree down. This isn’t a video ga…” Olivia said, but cut herself off. It was a video game. Was Emily seriously going to punch the tree down? Emily punched the tree as hard as she could. “AAAH!” She screamed as she pulled her hand back in pain. The tree’s bark was torn apart and broken where she punched it. “Olivia, I’m making progress, but I can’t keep punching this thing!” Emily cried out. Olivia picked up the sharp rock and wedged it into the tree. It cut into it. She kept doing this until it was pushed in as far as it would go. She then took it out and did it making two sets of perpendicular cuts. 8 cuts in total. “Olivia, that’s genius!” Emily said. She stepped back, and rammed her body into the tree, which made it topple over. The two girls looked at each other and smiled, then brought the tree back home. Olivia and Emily searched the pond for a larger rock, and they both took it home. They then used it to cut the tree into smaller sections. They threw some of the cuts into a pile, and then realized that they had no way to light the fire. “How are we gonna do this?” Olivia asked. “Do we have anything that could make sparks? We could probably burn some leaves or something and then use those to burn the wood and start a fire.” Emily suggested. “Metal makes sparks, right? Can I take the tin cans and bang them against each other until we get a fire going?” Olivia asked. “That doesn’t sound right, but I don’t know enough about metal to dispute it.” The girls grabbed two empty cans from the house and bashed them against each other. No sparks. “Olivia, there has to be some way to start a fire around here. I mean, how could the village have burnt down?” Emily asked. “I don’t know. How about we try the ol’ wood friction technique?” Olivia asked. “We can try that, but is that a real thing?” Emily asked. “Yeah, I think so.” Olivia replied, grabbing a stick. Olivia put the sick between her hands and spun it back and forth into another piece of wood as hard and as quickly as she could. When she got tired, Emily took over and got a fire started. They threw both pieces of wood into the pile, and got the fire started. They cooked and ate the wolf’s meat, which wasn’t very pleasant, but at least they had food. They had a few meaningless conversations while they ate, and had some fun, but then heard a crashing sound nearby. When they went to investigate, they noticed that one of the houses had collapsed. “E-Emily, th-that could’ve b-been our house.” Olivia said, terrified. “I-I know.” Emily replied. “Wh-where are we going to s-sleep tonight?” Olivia asked. They sleep by the fire and hope no animals attack them They sleep in their burnt house and hope it doesn’t collapse Do you have a better idea?
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  34. Another vid fideting 20180816_184622(1).mp4
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  35. And video finally had to edit it shorter. 20180816_185929(3).mp4
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  36. Omigosh I'm so nervous! I just posted the first part of my interactive story. I hope it's good. SO NERVOUS!!!
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  37. He fights for the most noble of causes.
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  38. Hey. Hello. It’s been awhile, though of course I’m sure like many of you life happens and then you catch up and sometimes inspiration hits. This is one of those moments. It’s also practice, because I’m doing all sorts of writing these days, and extra opportunities to flex those skills is always good use of time. Tonight, I’m going to regale you with a tale of my partner C. We’ve been dating for a bit over a year now, and as luck would have it, C’s a kinky person herself. In fact, since asking her to participate in my kink, she’s found she really enjoys it herself. This story is about the time she first wet herself in public for me. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did, and I hope I’ve able to evoke just a little of my memory for you. To begin with, let’s start with some basics. C is gorgeous. I’ll ask to see if there’s a picture to offer, but because we’re on a fetish site and I want to give you some an idea, picture this: Bold features like strokes on a canvas line her face. She’s got that kind of androgyny that displays the best of both worlds. Curly brown hair, down in waves, wild and soft, with a buzz along the side, framing a face of intensity and curiosity and vivacity. I know we’re all here for the physical, but I want you to understand that it’s not just the body that’s beautiful. It’s her mind, quick as a whip and with you every step of the way. It’s her wit, sharp and humorous. It’s her soul, full of fire and sunlight – the kind that warms your face on cold winter nights. She’s as tall as me, and I have a pretty good view at concerts. A little underweight (As she says), though she’s been doing pretty good about it, and has a butt that embodies the ancient Greek’s “callipygian”. And legs. Legs for days. Of course, I’m biased. I doubt you’ll care. Tonight, those legs were clad in tights, with a slim black dress that showed everything and nothing. We’d started with a night on the town, walking, talking. C and I have a really good rapport. We’d talk about anything and everything – philosophy to work, art to problems and so on. Which, honestly, is important. Sex is great. Chemistry is nice. But I need that intellectual connection. Of course, it doesn’t hurt when she suddenly turns against me in the club, pressing her ass against me, moving oh… so… slowly down. Her hair smells like her, the way only she could. It’s intoxicating, and I feel my heart – and other things – pulse in response. It’s interesting, getting past 30. Life simultaneously speeds up and slows down. You start out with a pretty acrimonious relationship with those hormones. The goal is all you see. Then you make enough bad decisions, or maybe get lucky. That raging cocktail slows down, your brain checks in fully. You know the sex is there, like the delicious moment in the story when things click into place. But you realize that it means more, getting there. So we stayed out, and built a narrative of heat in fingers across skin, a hand on the hips. She’d kiss me, and I’d run a hand through her hair, fingers grasping glacially at the base of her neck – her purr, in response. The kicker, of course… Is that she hadn’t peed all night. I know, gauche of me to drop that on you in the middle, but I figure a little surprise never hurt anyone, and some of my audience may want to cut to the chase. At the start, over cocktails and thai food, I’d asked if she’d hold it for me until she couldn’t. She gave me a little smile, a little nod, and away we went. So I got to watch, moment to moment, place to place, as she got more and more desperate. As her leg bounced while we waited for drinks at the bar. The way she groaned when I put my hand over her stomach on the dance floor. As she stuck her butt out slightly before we slid into the seat. It was intoxicating, imagining her filling up, more and more. Things came to a head toward the end of the night. We were at a club, enjoying the music, though she was getting increasingly desperate, more and more distracted. She whispered how bad she had to go, how she could barely hold it. All around us in the dark and the lights and the sound waves were people, gyrating, drinking. Carousing, in the time-honored tradition we so love. We nursed our water, waiting for the sweat to cool us a little between rounds of dancing. And she smiled – an idea in her head, though its resolution played out far less contained and far more amazing than I could’ve imagined. She sidled up next to me in the booth, and held my hand for a moment. After some deliberation, she purred into my ear: “Why don’t I let a little go here, then we get out of here, and finish around the corner?” I, of course, agreed, and put my hand around her shoulder, the picture of intimacy. Then a little lower. Then a little under, as she lifted herself off for a second. And I felt the heat of her vulva, barely contained through her tights. It felt like the temperature shot through like electricity into me. It was a new experience for her, so it took some time. Each moment felt like time had stopped, the music beating in the background. Her thighs tensed, and relaxed. She breathed in, slow, steady. And then, her breath caught, eyes closed. And I felt it. A moment’s warmth. Then wetness. She groaned. And then more, a spurt, like a firehose, pee soaking those black tights, outlining the feeling of her vulva. She tensed, holding back with all her might. But then she spurted again. In a quiet panic, she whispered, “I can’t stop!” It took only a few seconds to figure out the solution. Neither of us wanted to be caught. And neither of us wanted to make anyone’s day difficult. But a concrete dance floor, with stale beer and sugary drinks already decorating the floor? No one would know the difference. “Follow me, it’s dark on the dance floor, and no one will notice.” She held on, barely, not really, but still through a herculean effort, as we slid from the table. In the dim light, I could see a sparkle drip against her legs. Fortunately, I was the only one. Once we hit the throng through, it was all over. I heard her gasp, barely, over the music, and she suddenly grabbed by hand, pulling me deep into the mob. Then we were there, in the press, surrounded. By ourselves. She drew me against her, led my hand down to her, where a flood was already breaking loose. Pee flooded down her tightly wound legs. Every few seconds, a light would flash on her as droplets fell off those legs. I felt as she released herself against me, soaking those black tights, wetting those black boots. A waterfall through my hands. Eventually, it slowed, but didn’t stop for half again another minute, a slow trickle snaking through my fingers and down her tights. Still, she sighed against me as if she’d had a massage. As if she’d came. It was amazing, erotic, intimate. And as she finished, she took me fingers, and licked them, tasting herself. What came after was a blur of naked bodies and guttural sounds, which I could, but will not divulge here. I’m sure your imagination can fill in the blanks. Thank you, for taking the time to go on this journey with me, and I hope to share more stories (and maybe media) with you soon.
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  39. I can’t wait for part 3 this an awesome series can’t wait to read more
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  40. Woah hold on! I'm not trying to be sexist!
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  41. I wasn’t talking about willpower
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  42. I know for me, I sometimes just forget this site exists lol. Then I’m like “oh shit I should check on omo org” and then do so.
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  43. Completely agree. There is no reason to gender bathrooms when only one person can be in at a time.
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  44. Version 1.0.0

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    The first model on Diapermess. I already have 996 videos so hopefully, we'll be ready to start uploading soon! The Screenshots are not in order but the files should be newest to oldest. Enjoy some great videos from Abby!
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  45. we appreciate the content this site has given us, so we have decided to give back! These were filmed with an old phone, sorry for the poor quality. Hopefully someone will get some enjoyment out of these VIDEO0027.3gp VIDEO0031.3gp VIDEO0032.3gp VIDEO0035.3gp
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    Man I Had to go, leaked, and eventually couldn't stop, giving in to the relaxing hot pleasure. :)
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