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  1. 6 points
    Working on multiple requests at once currently and finishing them out of order, depending on whichever I can currently make work right, so here's @Lythe's! A jackal lady having a very relieving pee behind a tree and basically making an aheago face, because I find those simultaneously sexy and amusing. XD Got a bit lazy with the background though since I'm not great at them.
  2. 5 points

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    The doors won't open, and Scarlett's bladder is refusing to wait. Trying out a new style with this, using rougher lines - does it work? I'd really appreciate some feedback regarding this one lads.
  3. 5 points
    Ahh, I forgot to say what she is wearing. Lets just say she wore a white tshirt with a pleated blue skirt that was pretty short, with white panties underneath. Another two hours of misery. Sophie hardly paid any attention to what was being taught but more to how her bladder was feeling. Why is she not allowed to pee? She reconsidered her choices. She could either go full on and charge in or just squat and pee in a bush. After the course was over, Sophie hobbled out of the classroom door and decided where she wanted to go. She wanted to try the restroom at her favorite restaurant that was near, and also she could get lunch there. She decided a 5-minute walk would be better than using the car, so she walked. She rethunk her chances of using the car on the way over. Her bladder was feeling really full. When she finally arrived, she barged in and headed towards the restrooms. She put on her most desperate look ever (it wasn't that hard) as she hobbled to the corner of the buildings where the restrooms are. Just as she got there, a store employee, seemingly in the same trace, blocked her path "You may not pee." Sophie wanted to strangle that employee but she didn't want to create a scene. She said, "Please, I really need to pee. I haven't peed since yesterday." There was no answer from the employee. She had no choice but to just sit down and have lunch. She ordered a sandwich and two cups of coffee, reluctantly. Sophie had felt thirsty and the coffee came with the meal anyway. She went to an empty table, legs crossed. And started to eat. She decided to drink all the coffee since it was there anyway. When she was done, there was even more desperation. The coffee she just drank maybe made her bladder feel even worse, but there was no release. She walked back to the university, hands in her crotch, for what seemed like forever again. She almost had a full-blown accident, but she managed to save herself from hulmiliation. She entered the building and walked to a different restroom this time. She had to walk for quite long, so she seemed safe. But another professor was blocking the door. "You may not pee." This time, Sophie was angry. With one hand in her panties and one hand free, she took it all out on the professor. The professor just stood there, indifferent. Sophie didn't think they were actual humans now. She had raised quite a crowd while she was attempting to beat the professor up. Embarrased, she walked away, trying not to get involved. She tried not to look desperate but it was quite hard to uncross her legs and take her fingers out. Sophie thought it was more embarassing to have an accident than be desperate anyway. She went to a side door and tried to use her last resort. She ducked under the bush. Just as she was removing her panties she heard a "hello". Frightened, she quickly stood up, leaking in the process, and looked around. There was a small "fairy" floating around her. "I am Omalia, the Goddess of urine." The fairy said. She didn't look the type, just a miniature floating human. Her body was quite slim, and it felt like every man wanted to marry her. She wore a plain white dress. Angrily, Sophie said, "Why are there all those creepy people?" "No need for that tone there," replied Omalia. "I've see you broke a rule that was pretty sacred to the godkind. I'll have to look up what it was later, but this is your punishment." "What??" "And it looks like you have to pee behind the bush. To make it more amusing for me, I've added a device in front of your urethra." Sophie looked under her panties. There was a strange metal contraption. It didn't look like a plug. "What is this?" she asked. "Whenever pee touches it, it will shock you. It really hurts. Try it out for yourself." Sophie didn't understand. Maybe this was a dream. She let out a really tiny spurt on purpose. Instantly, she felt pain like she never felt it. She almost lost control there. Both her hands went back under her skirt to shut her bladder. "You'll have to keep holding it," said Omalia. "F-for how much longer?" whimpered Sophie as she squirmed. Her bladder cannot take it much longer. She put all her remaining strength into keep her bladder shut. "Today is March 30. Hold it for the rest of the month, to April. Then the standards reset and all should be back to normal." Omalia giggled and disappeared. Sophie stood back up. How could her muscles hold if for 1.5 more days?!? She doubted what had happened as she hurried towards the next class.
  4. 4 points
    I am sure that i have posted this previously, but it must have been elsewhere, as I can't see it here anywhere. It is a true account, although from the content it would almost qualify for inclusion in the Desperate Worker story series. However I have no wish to intrude on that excellently written series and instead I will describe this actual event to the best of my ability. Quite a few years back my brother and law and one of his workmates operated an ice cream van. They took alternate evenings to drive it and employed a few others to help serve. One of the helpers was a daughter of one of brother in law's friends. Lisa was twenty and was studying to become a teacher, so welcomed the chance to earn some extra money by doing shifts on the van. She was reasonably tall, with a pretty good figure. She was by no means skinny, but had curves in all the right places and looked quite attractive. The van stopped at our house most nights, and there were a few kids in the area that would gather around and buy stuff. Sometimes brother in law or the helper would take the opportunity to use our toilet, which we didn't mind at all. On the evening in question, my wife had taken our kids away somewhere and I was home alone. it was a pleasant summer evening and I was doing something in the back garden, out of site of the road at the front of the house. I was working away when I heard a vehicle stop, but thought nothing of it, as it might have been my wife coming back, or someone else to see me about something. I carried on working and the next i knew was brother in law had appeared around the corner. "Oh, you are home" he said. "A good job you are too. Lisa is desperate for the toilet. Is it ok if she goes in?" I stopped what I was doing and said that, yes, it would be no bother and that there was nobody else home. Then I accompanied him around towards the front of the house. Lisa must have heard us coming for, as soon as she saw us, she was out of the van and making a bee line across the front lawn to the door. She ignored the driveway and front path, but headed straight across the grass. She had one hand jammed hard between her legs and was walking as quickly as she could, given that she was trying to keep her thighs squeezed together at the same time. She was wearing a white tee shirt, a tabbard type apron and tight blue jeans. Her apron was pushed to the side at the front and she was clutching herself firmly. Her face was flushed and she looked extremely desperate, concentrating with all her might on holding back the flood. Getting to the door was obviously all that was on her mind and she paid no heed to us whatsoever. She reached the door and disappeared inside following which we immediately heard the toilet door slam shut. Brother in law gave a little chuckle and made a comment about her having been bursting for ages, before going back to the van to deal with a customer who had arrived. I waited around the front of the house and brother in law came back and we chatted some more. Eventually, after what seemed like ages, Lisa came back out and headed straight back to the van. This time her tabbard was pulled down as tightly as possible in a way that hid her bottom and crotch. She looked sheepish when brother in law remarked as to whether she felt better now. then they set off on their rounds again. Before going back to my own task, I went into the house and had a look in the toilet she had used. The first thing I noticed was the toilet roll. It had been replenished earlier that evening, but now there was only about a quarter of the roll left., so she must have used lots for some reason. Then I checked the bin and immediately noticed a bunched up clump of toilet tissue which showed clear signs of holding something wet inside it. I reached down and teased it open to find it was wrapped around a panty liner which was absolutely sodden. I was clear evidence that Lisa must have been leaking quite badly before she got everything clear and onto the toilet. In fact the liner was so wet that it suggested to me that she had actually been pissing herself before she got it out of the way. Goodness knows what her knickers must have been like, but it probably explained how she had used so much toilet paper to dry them out a bit. I went back to my work, wondering to myself what might have happened if only the front door to the house had been locked, or worse, if there had been nobody home. It was fairly clear from the evidence that she left that she would almost certainly have had to completely piss herself if she hadn't been able to get to a toilet when she did. it all happened some tome ago, but I still remember it all vividly!
  5. 4 points

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Started playing DnD, Made a character called Vyola. I figured I should introduce her to Scarlett.
  6. 4 points
    Chapter 15 Secrets, Part 3, Aiden and Maria Thursday “Race ya!” Maria suddenly yelled, and shot off like a rocket towards the playground. Aiden laughed, and took off behind her, but he had no hope of catching his friend. “I win,” she yelled triumphantly, launching herself into a swing, beating him easily by a few meters. “Not fair,” he complained. “You cheated!” She looked at him, and saw how he was grinning. “Really? You wanna proper race, do ya?” He shook his head quickly. He already knew how fast she was. “No way. I don’t want everyone seeing a girl beating me!” She laughed with him, as he sat down on the other swing beside her. “Hey! Guess what? I’ve got some news for you,” he said. She kicked off, and started swinging. “Hmm. Lemme guess. You and your dad are going to stay in the house with us, and not in the caravans?” Aiden was stunned. He’d been waiting all morning to tell her that! “Whaaat? How did you know?” She laughed at his expression. “Easy! I asked my papa last night if you could! I told him how much fun we were having. He said he’d think about it, but I knew he’d say yes. Mama always says I got him wrapped ‘round my little finger.” “But when? When did you ask him?” “When he came to tuck me in. He comes and says goodnight every night. If I want anything, that’s the most perfect time to ask! Papa hates saying no to me, ‘specially if mamas not around!” They both started laughing, and Maria stopped kicking her legs, crossing her dirty ankles instead. “Ohhh. Don’t make me laugh! I needa pee!” Aiden laughed, and kicked off, joining her in the air. “Why not just go? I’ll wait here. You should go before you have an accident.” Appearing to regain control, she started pumping her legs again. “Uh- uh. I’m holding on. We’re going to the beach soon, remember? I’m gonna wet myself when I get there. You are too, remember? You promised....” He blushed. “I didn’t ‘promise’ promise. I said I’d think about it. Maybe.” “You will,” she assured him. “We’ll both do it together. It’ll be fun. Trust me.” “But what if everyone else comes down?” He argued. “We can’t just pee our pants in front of everyone?” “Why?” Maria asked. “We’re gonna be wearing swimsuits, and going in the water. No one has to know. I just gotta try and hold on till we get there though. I’m really busting.” Aiden suddenly remembered something, something that he thought Maria would find interesting. He dragged his feet in the sand to stop swinging. “Maria, guess what? I hadda little accident today, while you were gone. I peed myself a bit.” She dragged herself to a stop as well, and looked at him slyly. “You did not! You’re still wearing the same shorts you were wearing when I left. No way did you pee in them!” Aiden looked around, making sure they were alone, then he reached into his pocket, and pulled out his damp y-fronts, holding them open for her to look at. “I did. See? I got excited when dad said we were staying with you, then he kinda tickled me. A bit came out, but not enough to get my shorts wet. Dad didn’t even know!” Maria squealed with glee, her attention completely focused on Aidens wet briefs, the sight of which had her wriggling uncomfortably in her seat, a stark reminder of just how badly she needed to go. “Wow! You really weren’t kidding yesterday, were ya? You really do pee your pants sometimes, just like me!” For some reason that he didn’t understand, the question she asked, which should’ve made him feel incredibly embarrassed, actually didn’t, it made him feel kind of closer to her instead, which was nice. “Told you,” he said, his voice almost bordering on pride. “Like I said, I don’t like fully wet myself, but sometimes, a little bit comes out.” “You’re gonna fully wet yourself today,” she assured him. “We both are. I needa go so bad, I don’t even know if I’m gonna make it to the beach! We’ve gotta go put our swimsuits on soon, or it’ll be too late.” Aiden looked a bit embarrassed. “Um, I’m not going to wear a swimsuit, I’ll stick to my shorts.” Maria, who had put a hand in her lap, applying pressure, looked at him quizzically. “Suit yourself, but why? I usually always put my bathers on ‘stead of shorts. It’s a lot easier to get dry, and much more comfortable. At least I think it is.” Aiden blushed, and stuffed his damp undies back into his pocket, giving him a necessary distraction from looking at her as he made a small confession. “Boys bathers are kinda, I dunno, really revealing, Maria. I feel real ‘barrased wearing them. I prolly haven’t, you know, like grown up enough to wear them. They make me look even more like a little kid than I already do.” She gave him a friendly, but knowing smile, looking directly at him with her usual forthright stare. “Like your cute pull ups?” She giggled, laughing as his blush deepened. “Come on. I’m only teasing you. Aiden.” He returned the smile, and nodded shyly in reply. She was silent for a moment, then lowered her voice when she spoke again. “Is it because you haven’t started puberty yet? Is that the reason you feel bad?” Aiden didn’t think it would have been possible to blush any deeper, but he managed it, issuing a deep sigh as he nodded again. Maria reached over, and patted him softly on the knee. “I guess I kinda get it. Aiden. But you’re prolly worrying ‘bout it too much. It only happened for me not long ago. It’s not a big deal.” “Maria, you’re like a whole year younger than me, remember? I’m a teenager. It should’ve started by now.” “Pfft,” Maria huffed. “Don’t be stupid. I’m sure even the boys schools have the same sort of sex-ed stuff that the girls do! You know some people just take longer, that’s all.” Aiden appreciated the support, but it wasn’t much of a boost for his fragile ego. “I know that. But I’m in my second year of high school! You’re still in junior school. Believe me, no matter what the teachers say, by Grade 8, it’s a lot more noticeable! I’m shorter, and you know, probably, um, ‘smaller,’ like down there, than almost every kid in school, even the Grade 7’s.” Maria looked at him kindly. “I might only be a ‘friggin twelvie,’ but I do get it. Aiden. With us girls, it’s our boobs. If you start getting ‘em in Grade 4, it’s kinda embarrassing, but if you haven’t started getting ‘em by Grade 6, it’s even worse! Believe me, everybody notices! And you can’t really hide it. At least you don’t haveta take your pants off! Girls boobs are obvious all the time, ‘specially if they don’t have any. At least mine are starting to grow. I’m pretty much the same as most of the other girls, although there are some that are a lot bigger than me, of course.” “I don’t know if it’s really the same thing,” Aiden countered. “Boys have things like hairy legs and stuff. That’s pretty obvious if you wear shorts!” Maria snorted. “Now you’re really overthinking it! Look at your friends! None of them look really hairy. I mean Scott and Matt have shorts on, and their legs aren’t hairy! I mean they’re all bigger than you, but so what? I’m short too, it doesn’t bother me! Look at those girls with them. The nice blonde one looks really grown up, but the bitchy one isn’t any different from me, ‘cept taller. That don’t mean anything. I could easily kick her ass if I had to, and she’s older than I am.” Their in depth conversation about the ins and outs of boys and girls development was suddenly interrupted by a yell. “MARIA! You come a here, right now missy!” Rose was standing at the foot of the porch at The Lodge, beckoning to her daughter. Maria sighed dramatically. “Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back. Aiden.” She jumped lithely off the swing, and ran towards her mother, while Aiden cast an appreciative eye over the way her body moved when she ran. This was the best conversation that he’d ever had with another kid about the pitfalls of growing up, and he wished that it didn’t have to end. Maria might not agree with everything he said, but at least she was listening to him, and she seemed to at least understand what he was trying to say. He’d really wanted to talk to another kid about stuff like this for a long time, but when you’re the smallest one in your peer group, it just makes it impossible. He watched us she came to a stop in front of her mama, and although he couldn’t hear their conversation, it looked like Rose was a bit upset with her daughter. He really hoped that she wasn’t going to get into any trouble. As he watched, Rose was gesticulating at her daughter, pointing towards the house, and shaking what appeared to be a milk shake container at her. Maria didn’t seem at all upset though, and she just shrugged and smiled. Rose gave the girl a gentle shove towards the steps, and much to Aidens surprise, she reached under Maria’s dress, and patted her on the bottom! He heard Maria squeal, and she jumped up the steps, and hurried inside, as her mother shook her head and walked towards the toilet block, depositing the drink container into a bin that she passed on the way. Less than two minutes passed, and Maria was leaping off the steps, and running back towards the playground, where she stood in front of him, shifting uncomfortably. “What was that all about?” Aiden asked. “Did you get into trouble?” “Nah, not reallllly,” she grinned. “Mama was a bit mad that I left my rubbish in her car, and I didn’t go to the toilet when we got back, like she asked me too. Did you see her? She even checked my pants! She thought I’d wet myself! I guess cause I was complaining about needing a wee on the drive back.” Aiden coughed, suddenly feeling a bit uncomfortable. “Uh, are you wet?” “Nope. Not yet. That’s why mama didn’t get too mad. She made me go to the toilet though.” She grinned at him. “But I didn’t! I just went inside and waited for her to leave. But I really do need to go though. I’m really busting.” She crossed her ankles as she admitted this, and pushed a hand into her lap, bending forward. “So why not just go?” Aiden asked. “You can still pee your pants at the beach. You look uncomfortable.” Maria giggled. “It’s fun holding on. I like to see how long I can hold it for. But I can’t hold it much longer. Aiden. I think we should go put our swimsuits on.” He shook his head. “Uh-uh. I’ll pee my shorts with you, but I’m not putting my Speedos on. No way.” Maria shrugged. “Suit yourself,” she said. “Ugh. I gotta sit down.” She sat on the other swing again, and put her right hand under her dress to hold herself. “How long have you been doing this holding on thing for?” Aiden asked curiously. She gave him a funny look. “Since this morning, when I wet my pull up, remember? What’s that, about five hours?” Aiden laughed. “No dummy! Not today. I meant like how long have you been doing it for? When did you start?” Maria giggled, and pushed her panties more firmly against her pee hole. “Dunno really. I guess I’ve always done it at home a bit, but only when I’m wearing a pull up, so it didn’t matter if I wet a little bit. Especially playing video games! I hate pausing it if I don’t have to.” Aiden nodded quickly. That was a pet hate of his as well, although he’d never once considered wearing diapers while gaming! “I’d never hold on at school of course,” Maria continued. “No way would I risk having an accident there. Not really at home either, unless I’ve got my swimsuit on, or like I just said, my night nappy.” Aiden was blown away by just how relaxed she was about discussing her pull ups. He hated even referring to them by their correct name, and he couldn’t ever imagine actually telling anyone that he wore a night nappy! But it really didn’t bother Maria at all. “I guess when we started coming up here, after papa bought the place, I probably started doing it then. There was only the three of us up here, and without a tv, I spend nearly all day outside. If I’m exploring in the park, I’m not gonna come allllll the way back up to the house just to pee, so mama said to go in the bushes. But you seen what happens if I don’t wipe, I get a bit wet. Anyway, I had a coupla accidents, real ones, trying to hold on, or even accidentally getting my pants wet if I went into the bushes, and mama don’t seem to care much. After all, I’m just wearing grubby old clothes and playing by myself, usually. Believe me, I get like really super dirty sometimes, so I have a bath or a shower every night, or I go for a swim anyway. Don’t get the wrong idea. Mama doesn’t actually like give me permission to pee my pants, but she doesn’t care too much, at least up here.” Aiden was curious. “What about your dad? What’s he say?” “Papa is kinda old fashioned. He doesn’t get involved in stuff like that. He’s seen me in wet pants before, but it’s like it’s mamas job to tell me off or help me get changed. He just ignores it.” “Wow,” Aiden remarked, shaking his head. “That’s crazy. But you still haven’t told me about why you hold on, like right now? I mean if you can pee your pants, or pee outside without getting inta trouble, why not just do that? Why hold on and make yourself all uncomfortable?” Maria contemplated this, but only briefly. She had already had this mental discussion with herself before, and knew the answer. “I dunno if you’ll unnerstand this, Aiden. You’ll prolly think I’m crazy. But it’s kinda like a game? I’m pretty competitive. When there’s other kids around, I like beating them at stuff, like climbing trees, racing our bikes or whatever. But up here, I’m playing by myself all day, plus I’m outside. So it’s kinda like a competition with myself, I guess, just to see how long I can hold on for. Because it don’t matter too much if I get a bit wet, it’s like a fun game to play. Plus, it feels really good!” “What’re you mean, ‘really good’?” He asked. “Good good. Like in a coupla ways. It makes me feel kinda, I dunno? Tingly? Like a bit scared and excited? You know that feeling you get when you’re ‘bout to wet yourself, and you know you can’t stop it?” Aiden blushed. It was a feeling that he’d had more often than what he cared to admit. “Yeah. But that’s horrible! Why would ya wanna do that?” Maria shifted on the swing, crossing one leg over the other, and hunching forward. Aiden could see she was starting to sweat a little bit. “It’s only horrible if there’s others around, Aiden. Like no one wants to get embarrassed, I know. But if there’s nobody else to see you, and it doesn’t matter, it’s not horrible, it’s exciting! Come on, haven’t you ever deliberately held on before? Like put it off for way too long? You must have!” “I guess, but not like on purpose, to wet myself,” he said. “I mean I’ve had accidents before, because I haven’t gone to the toilet when I shoulda, but I’ve always felt real bad about it afterwards. Embarrassed and stuff.” “That’s the point!” Maria exclaimed loudly. “If you take the embarrassment part away, it’s fun! Like a challenge, with no, what’s the word? Conquences?” “Consequences,” Aiden corrected her. “I guess. Maybe....” Maria jumped up, suddenly excited by a brainwave. “You know what? I gotta great idea! You and me, were gonna have a holding contest! One day, maybe tomorrow, we’ll have a wee in the morning, then drink heaps and heaps, and we won’t go to the toilet again, and then we’ll.....” Her excited chatter suddenly stopped, and she hissed in a sharp breath, and looked down, pulling her dress up a bit. Aiden followed her gaze, and saw a solid torrent of water pouring out from underneath her dress, and big streams of liquid cascading down her legs and over her feet, turning the sand in between them a dark yellow colour. “Oops,” she said. “I just hadda accident.”
  7. 3 points
    When drinking a full cup of coffee became part of Chloe’s morning routine, the effects were pretty noticeable. She was of course much more energetic, which was a trait of hers that didn’t need intensifying. She was far more alert during school; there was no more falling asleep during lectures. She also found herself full of urine much more often than she wanted to be. Her bladder was rather small, and the coffee-loving girl was literally in a state of needing to pee more often than she wasn’t. It was hard to get used to for the first month or so. She had many ‘close calls,’ going from kind of needing a toilet to absolutely dying for a piss before she knew it. At that point, she would almost always be in the car, the middle of class, or anywhere else without immediate access to a lavatory. She held it for so long and so often that she sort of got used to the feeling. It was because of this, she believed, that her bladder had stretched to a much greater size than it once was. When before if she found herself squirming on a long car ride, she would be filled with anxiety over not making to the toilet in time. Now, she could casually play the license plate game with a severely overfull belly and confidently wait until an opportunity to go arose naturally. She would squirm and fidget, but it was nothing out of the ordinary for her anymore. Sometimes on the weekends, when she’d skip her morning routine out of laziness, she wouldn’t even enter the bathroom at all. She’d immediately go downstairs, have some breakfast, and a nice cup of coffee. One saturday morning, she did just that. Chloe groggily opened her eyes and rolled out of bed. She had slept in a big white t-shirt that went down to her knees and black underwear. The only thing she did to get ready was pull on some shorts. She ate some cereal and drank her coffee in front of the TV. She had to pee. Pretty badly, actually, but she didn’t mind. About an hour and a half later, her big sister, Emily, woke up and kicked her off the TV, so she went into the backyard and jumped on the trampoline. By then, she urgently needed to urinate, but she still payed it no mind. The liquid sloshed around inside her as she jumped, the weight of it shifting harshly up and down. A while after that, Emily came outside to take the trash out. “Why are you holding yourself like that?” she asked with a sneer. Chloe hadn’t even noticed she was clutching herself between the legs. She forced her hands by her side and shrugged, even though she knew exactly why. “You gotta pee, is that it?” Emily asked. “No!” Chloe defended, embarrassed. “God, you’re so weird. You better not bother me when Jack gets here. I don’t want you embarrassing me in front of him. If you go out, don’t forget your house key. I’m locking the door when we go to the movies.” She went back inside. Chloe’s need had increased exponentially in only a couple of minutes, and now she could barely keep herself from a full-blown potty dance. “That’d be the coffee,” she mumbled, but she didn’t want to go right after she lied to her sister about not needing to. She kept jumping for a while longer, even though it was like shaking a water bottle. She turned away from the windows so Emily wouldn’t see and squeezed herself inside her underwear. The old her would have immediately rushed into the house for sweet relief if it was that bad, but she was so comfortable with it that she stayed on the trampoline for quite a while. It eventually felt like pee was going to start squirting out of her with every jump if she didn’t go soon, so she went back into the house. The backdoor led directly into the kitchen, which then led to the living room, where she saw Emily and Jack giggling on the couch together. When she saw her sister, Emily’s face suddenly turned sour. “What are you doing back in the house?” “Just- getting a drink,” she said sheepishly. “Kitchen’s that way, retard.” Chloe spun around, went back to the kitchen, grabbed a coke and left. Sometimes she wished she were more open about her bodily functions, but it was alright now that she could hold as much liquid inside her as she wanted. She drank the coke as she rode her penny board down the road on the way to her friend Abby’s house. She hoped she’d be home. Maybe she’d be able to use her bathroom. It was hard to stay balanced when she was bursting as bad as she was, but she did well, even on the way-too-loose trucks she had on her penny board. With every kick to propel herself, she felt her bloated bladder throb. Chloe finished the coke as she rode up to the house, squeezing herself with her free hand. She heard people laughing in the backyard, so she around and saw Abby and a few of her other neighborhood friends in the pool. “Chloe!” Abby said. Chloe’s cheeks flushed red a little bit. “Were you guys going to get me?” she asked. “They were going to after I left since I have to be at ballet really soon. If you rush home and get your bathing suit we can hang out for a little while before I have to leave, but you have to go, like, now.” “How much time do you have?” “Not much. Come back as fast as you can!” She left and skated down the road as fast as she could. If she was going swimming, she could pee in the pool. It was weird, but she liked peeing in the pool more than she liked going in the toilet. Not to mention it saves water. She sprinted inside, ignoring whatever comment her sister had thrown at her, and found her bathing suit. It was a red one piece. She tore off her clothes and pulled it on, leaving the house less than a minute after she arrived. Both of her hands were in between her legs as she rode, squeezing and tapping every chance they got. She was really bursting now at this point. The entire night’s worth of urine still sat inside her stagnantly, plus the milk from her cereal, the cup of coffee, and pretty soon, the can of coke. She was still confident in her ability to hold as long as she wanted, though. This wasn’t even the fullest she’d ever been. She thought back to when she downed an entire box of capri-suns and then went on a four hour long car trip to her grandparents house. She was trembling and squirming for the entire drive. She got kind of scared that she’d lose it then, but she managed to wait all the way there, and through the tedious hugs and catch up conversations. It was the most relieving pee she’d ever taken. When she got to Abby’s, she ran around back to find everyone had left and Abby was drying off. “Shit, Chloe, I’m so sorry!” she said, “I really thought I had more time than this.” Chloe’s cheeks turned red again. “It’s okay. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She turned and left, disappointed and embarrassed. She was seriously busting for a piss as she rode home. She didn’t drink as much, but she’d been holding for much longer than that car ride. Her muscles were getting tired. She tried to keep her hands away from her crotch, but it was no use. Although she was sure she could hold it, she rode much faster than she would if she were empty. The urgency was distracting, and on one kick, the other foot was too far to the side. The board turned rapidly and was sent flying in front of her. She fell on her butt, and because of the speed, she was also thrown on her side. Her elbow hit the concrete really hard. She grimaced, her elbow throbbing and her bottom stinging. She extended her arm, cracking it at the joints. She stood up and felt her butt, and immediately turned beet red. Her suit had was badly torn up. She ran and got back on her penny board, skating as fast as she could back home with both her hands concealing her behind as best she could. Although she needed to pee so bad that her crotch demanded to be held, her decency was more important. She could hold it as long as she wanted. Chloe sprinted inside her room and shut the door before anyone saw. She changed back into her other clothes and threw away her bathing suit. She tried to get into the bathroom, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw her sister on the toilet. “Chloe!” she scolded, grabbing the door and slamming it in her face. She felt so humiliated and stupid. Why couldn’t she do anything right? Her friends had better things to do, her favorite bathing suit was ruined, and her elbow hurt so bad she didn’t want to move it. She also needed to pee so bad she couldn’t stand it. The coke had made its way to her already full bladder, but she was too embarrassed to be seen in the bathroom, even after her sister left. She flumped down on the bed and started to cry. Frustration cries were good. In twenty minutes, she felt much better. Abby was free tomorrow, she’d get a new bathing suit, and her elbow would heal. She still needed to pee extremely badly, though. She jumped up and went to go to the bathroom, but she smelled something foul as she approached the door. She knocked on it. “What?” Emily yelled, audibly annoyed. Chloe sighed, burying her hands in between her legs. She felt ready to pop, but she was still confident in her ability. She grabbed some money from her sock drawer and decided to ride her penny board up to the gas station, which was almost a half hour long ride. About fifteen minutes in, she began to realize that exercise made it harder to hold her pee in. By the time she got to the gas station, it was an emergency. She rested her penny board on the side of the building and ran inside, only to find that the restroom was closed. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Why was her luck so bad today? She was stepping around and squeezing herself as hard as she could. That was the main reason she came all the way here! She only had three dollars, only just enough to buy one thing. The ride over had made her parched. No one in their right mind would buy a drink when they’re bursting to pee, but Chloe believed she could hold it forever. She was trying her best to keep still as the cashier rang up her quart size gatorade, but she wasn’t doing a very good job of it. She politely thanked the cashier with her legs twisted up like a pretzel and rushed outside to get her penny board, but it wasn’t where she left it. Her heart sank. Someone must have stolen it. This must be the worst day of her life. She got it for nine dollars at a yard sale, but it still made her angry. On top of that, the poor girl still had to pee so bad. She started the long walk home with one hand between permanently her legs. She absentmindedly drank the gatorade, despite her urgent need to urinate, and she finished it in about fifteen minutes. Her belly ached from the fullness. Another fifteen minutes after that, when she’d be arriving if she had her penny board, she was almost halfway home. Her need to constantly pause to double over and hold herself didn’t get her home any quicker, either. She still firmly believed in her steel bladder, but it seriously felt like pee was going to start coming out any moment. When she was three quarters of the way home, the gatorade started to hit her. She picked up the pace, briskly walking while intermittently clutching at herself. It was getting really bad. There was so much urine in her pulsating bladder that it had stretched taut and palpable. Twenty minutes later, Chloe was absolutely dying. The entirety of the gatorade seemed to have quickly made its way through her small body and took up residence in her bloated organ. She was half-running half-waddling, squeezing and clutching herself until her knuckles turned white. She felt like crying again. She couldn’t stand it any longer! Her neighborhood came into view, and her house was just a couple more blocks. She was starting to question her ability again. Before she was certain that she could hold it forever, but it felt like she was about to explode! Halfway down the first road, she felt a hot little spurt. She stopped in her tracks, her legs locked together and her hands squeezing hard. She stood there like that for a minute, trembling, her bladder screaming and pleading for relief. She took a deep breath and kept going. Was she really going to lose it? She’d held so much before, but this was a lot, even for her. A night and a day was contained inside her, begging to be let out. Her underwear felt wet. She was on the next road when another hot spurt came out. Instead of stopping, she tried to go faster, but it was a fatal mistake. The spurt turned to a stream that shot powerfully into her shorts. She stopped and held herself like before, but it kept coming. Glistening urine streamed down her legs and dripped onto the pavement. It faltered, squirting intermittently before coming to a stop. It didn’t help at all. If anything, it made it worse. On top of her engorged bladder which ached severely, her urethra now stung like an overworked muscle. As her house came into sight, she started running as fast as she could (which, in her condition, wasn’t very fast) with both of her hands inside her underwear. Urine sloshed around inside her belly as she did so. Her bladder begged her to stop, but she was in the homestretch. She got to her house, sprinted up, and tried the door... Locked. She suddenly remembered Emily telling her to remember to take her house key since she was leaving. She didn’t remember. Chloe was going to explode if she didn’t empty herself soon. She was filled with so much hot piss that it felt like there were gallons of liquid inside of her. She ran around back to try the door, but it was also locked. She didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t stand the pain anymore. Her entire body trembled as another leak started to come out. With shaking hands, she yanked down her shorts, lifted her long shirt, sat down in the grass, and let go. The relief was beautiful. Her stream was a hissing, golden fountain loudly splattering against the grass. She moaned in relief, not caring that the splashback was soaking her feet and legs. She put her hand on her stomach, feeling her bulge deflate like a balloon. “Oh my god,” she moaned. Her pissing went on and on. She looked down to see the impressive river traveling downhill through the grass. It also pooled around her butt, which was a bit repulsive, but the relief was so orgasmic she couldn’t care any less. As it finally dribbled to an end, she pulled her soaked shorts back up and sat on the front porch, waiting for Emily to get home.
  8. 3 points
    [Day 12: A-Brief-But-Informative-Lesson-About-Authors-Featuring-A-Character-That-Most-Certainly-Is-Not-An-Author-Herself-But-Is-Using-Powers-Akin-To-One-To-Paint-A-Better-Image-For-You-All-While-Also-Predating-On-The-Basest-Of-Human-Desires-And-Hopes-You-Are-Paying-Attention-Because-There-Is-A-Quiz-Later-And-She-Really-Would-Like-It-If-You-Passed-Okay? ] "Greetings! You thought it would be another story by Faust, but it was I, Di...Eheheheheeh" A hearty chuckle, a gentle giggle....The magnificent B.B.'s voice would be heard throughout all of your lovely ears... Well, at least those of you creative enough to hear text~ "Juuuuuuuust kidding~ My name is B.B.! What does it stand for? Ohhhh, you know.." The darling, teasing B.B.'s voice would ring out, as the darkness of your minds cleared up.....And a bright spotlight could be seen... "Just about anythin' you could think of~! But, for the sake of this little tale...I suppose this should be the part where I sate your curiosities, and have a nice, lovely description of my being~" The camera was panned away, and the shadow of B.B. finally would come into view, zooming in as it started from the top.. "As anyone with a search engine would know by nowwww.." her voice started out, announcing her own description. "I've got lovely purple eyes, and matching hair that trails alllllll the way down to my ankles..." A quick swivel of the camera showed just that, her abnormally long hair...Coupled with a red ribbon on her left side... "Of course, I feel like you're more interested in....These." she continued, the camera shifting back around to a broad, yet devilish smile.....And down over a long black coat, overtop a white shirt with a ribbon in the center of the collar... "Ab. So. Lute. Ly. Generous breasts." she pronounced, arms squeezing around an incredibly large bust, as if tempting them to pop free. "Though, if you want to picture me as one of those cute, petite Lolis with a flat chest, I won't stop your naughty thoughts~" As if on cue, her body shifted for a few moments, her hair dangling completely to the floor as she looked to visibly shrink a foot in height, and down to the after mentioned nearly flat chest. "Feel free to think of me as your darling and mischievous lil' Sis if it gets your jollies going, or whatever you like," she mused in a higher, but no less devious voice.... As she twirled around, a black mini-skirt covering her thighs juuuuust barely, as she shifted to her regular, full size once more. "Buuuut, that's not what this is about. You didn't come here to just ogle me, now did you? No, noooo.....I'm well aware of what kind of forum this is, and what kind of incident i can be expecting.." She gave a light flick of her wrist, a pointer sliding into white-gloved hands, as the area behind her came to life.... Forming a blackboard, as she taptaptapped at it. "Soooo, why don't I make things more interesting, with a little lesson.." she mused, sliding her fingers up to her eyes, a pair of square-lens glasses appearing on her head, as she pressed them up with her palm. "Today, B.B. is going to teach you all what it means to be an Author!" She twirled her pointer at the blackboard, words filling the board in minuscule text, along with a crude, chalk-drawing of the person behind this....Who looked vaguely irritated as always. "Now, keep in mind anything I say can and will most likely be changed, dropped, or altered on a whim." the girl pre-empted, a bit of chalk circling the crude drawing, with the word [Inconsistent] appearing above the drawing's head, along with some cartoonish devil horns, and a mock flame. "But, as you no doubt can think.. Authors are the ones who make stories happen... Like the eleven or so before my debut." She gripped the top of the blackboard for a second, and spun it around, showing what looked like a flipbook of a character running across the board. "There's ones like "The 'Forgotten' homework, The Twelve Fanatics, etc." she started, a short flash of the omo.org board appearing, as she tapped at it. "But, seeing as you're in the Faustverse right now, you should understand....Author isn't a mere term for those who coin stories, and finagle with text... No, no... In this world, an Author is someone who not only can Project into a story, but also Displace, Augment, or Alter the reality they're in... Through things such as creation, Editing, or even deleting certain things. In other words, it's like one big ol' game to them." B.B. tapped her pointer to the blackboard, it stopping on an empty path, as she pointed at the top corner. "Luckily, the words are all pretty self explanatory. Projecting means entering the story themselves, as themselves. Displacing means taking over the role of a character, Augment means to add things to the story, kind of like bonus packs, or E.A. DLC style stuff. Oh, and then there's the whole Altering thing.." With every word, it appeared on the blackboard, scrawling in white chalk as she lightly bent the pointer, starting to trace it in the air after a few moments. "They can create something by using a writing pen.." she mused, scrawling [Bottle of Water] with the pointer in black text, the words suddenly changing into a bottle of water on command. She gripped the bottle, unscrewed the lid, and started to tilt it back... "Edit it, by getting close enough to the object.." she continued, despite very visibly drinking....The words [Diuretic-Laced] appearing over it, as she lowered the bottle, and made a scratching motion with her pointer... "Or delete it, if it doesn't completely collapse the story from it's removal." She tossed the bottle, but it was as if it never existed after but a few moments... Dissipating into the air. "Of course, this isn't limited to just objects." B.B. Continued, spinning the blackboard to show what looked like a schedule on the blackboard... Showing a medley of things... "Should an Author be close enough to a person, which they can most certainly be when projecting into their world of choice..... They can even alter that person's story...So long as it keeps it's cohesion intact enough for the story to have an ending." Looking at the schedule, it looked simple enough. [7:00AM Wake up] [7:30AM Breakfast] [8:00 Freshen up for work] [11:59PM Finish work] "Sooooo, if one of you naughty viewers were to utilize Authorial Power, you could do things such as change the times..." the girl started, twirling her pointer again.. [7:00Am->7:15AM] "Add some more details to an existing event....." [7:30 <Big> Breakfast] "Or even... Delete some parts.." [8:00 Freshen up fo-]-> [8:00 Work] The girl gave a light bounce at the text shifting... Suddenly bouncing from foot to foot, as she squirmed her hips, and rested a hand on her belly. "Of course, you've gotta be mindful of some things.." she added, gesturing with a now trembling hand. "For example, nature will try to run it's course, without repeated interference by an Author.." A loud grrrrgle could be heard, text starting to scrawl up onto the blackboard....before it was hastily erased, as she tapped at it again... "So, you'll have to put some time in, if you wanna see your favorite characters in just agonizing situations.." she mused, double-tapping the blackboard again. "Though though, given that this is our first meeting.. I think I'll have to do a little editing of my own.." The schedule on the board shifted again, changing the line about breakfast.... [<Big> Breakfast] -> [Breakfast with lots of juice.] B.B.'s hand moved off of her stomach at this, though she started to bounce from foot to foot more quickly, shifting back and forth. "There!" she called, her non-pointer hand now resting on her thigh. "Now, I've got over fourteen hours worth of pent-up piddle down there. Far, far more than any reasonable human being....Not that B.B. is normal, of course..." She lightly turned to her side at this, pulling back her black coat to show off a prominent distention from under her white shirt, wriggling back and forth. "An Author can also use their own powers to augment their own forms." B.B. Added, twirling her pointer offhandedly, as the camera zoomed in on her belly. "Which lets them go above and beyond human limits... So long as their wills hold out." B.B. shivered, her free hand finally moving from beyond her thigh, and to the front of her miniskirt... Pressing, and applying some much needed pressure. "But, as one strains the body, one strains the mind.." she added, part of her devious grin fading, to a strained, forced smile. "Mu...Much like in reality, you can't ignore such bodily functions forever.... And, when your endurance finally runs out.. When you're at your wit's end.. When you just can't hold it anymore.... You... Just... Ah..!' The girl suddenly froze solid, face flushing bright red from effort....Before she suddenly straightened up, trembling on the spot, but standing tall anyways. "M..Mmmm... Sorry, sorry. It just got... soooo bad, i almost forgot to try to stop it.." she stated, giving a wink through a furrowed brow, and a strained smile. "but...but I can't let it end juuuust yet... You never even got a good look down below my waist.." The camera suddenly shifted back to the front of the girl, slowly slipping down to her black miniskirt, a gloved hand still pressing firmly in the middle of it... "You're going to have to look at my panties fast.." she remarked, yanking the skirt up for a few scant moments, a flash of white cotton gracing the camera....Before the skirt was pressed back down quickly. "C...'Cause if I let off the pressure for more than three seconds, I'm gonna spray..." A little further down the leg, one could see long black thigh highs over B.B.'s legs, trailing all the way down to some low-heeled shoes... "Good...Good thing this isn't one of those kind of stories.." she stated with a bit of mock pleasure, bending at the knees. "If I had to...Had to step on some of you, while saying demeaning things, or run my hands over your naughty bodies...I think I might...Might.. just........Just..Ah...!" A light clattering could be heard at this, the grey pointer in her hands suddenly dropping to the floor as both of her gloved hands gripped at the front of her skirt... Squeezing firmly.... "Mmmm...Mmmmmmnnnn... Ohhhnn... Ohhh....Shame this isn't an interactive.." she started, squeezing her eyes shut, as she struggled to maintain a devious facade. "C..Cause this would be the part where i test and quiz you about Authors, to make sure you were paying attention to what my mouth was saying, and not what my...my body is screaming..." She shifted her hips back and forth, squirming, writhing, and wriggling as she bent forward slightly, gritting her teeth.... "So...So... So, for now.." the girl started, daring to open her eyes, a strained... but obviously pleased gaze in her eyes. "You'll...Have to settle...for this...kind of ending... Sorry, Biku.... B.B. just can't hold it anymore. " One of B.B's hands moved to brush her insanely long hair to the side, seemingly to feign some kind of control, but as the camera spun around, it was shown to be a way for B.B. to take advantage of her forward-leaning pose, and provide a delightful view up her black miniskirt...As the crotch of her pristine white panties started to dull....Grey....and moisten.... Drip....Drip...Dribbling.... "Ahh....Ahhhhh..Haaaaaahhhhh.!" B.B.'s voice moaned out, as little trickles grew into a slow, but steady stream... Starting to sputter, and spray down her thighs.... Trickle down her socks, and puddle onto the ground..... The purple haired girl starting to visibly shiver as she started to gush like a small faucet.... A loud, steady hissing filling the featureless room, as she started to pant softly..... Well, and truly spent.... "Mmmm...Mmmm....." the girl sounded, lightly licking her lips as she started to sink to her knees, two fingers moving up in a peace-sign gesture at the audience. "C...Class Dismissed~" ============================================================================================================================
  9. 3 points
    Some of the times I have experienced this have already been posted on here but here’s one time I really recall. It happened in my local Asda (Walmart) store one day. I was in looking around and had been holding a full bladder for quite a while. I can’t remember what I was in to get but can clearly remember how much I needed to pee and how damp my underwear was. I remember standing looking at a shelf and bending forwards with my legs crossed. I suddenly became aware that my pussy was leaking and I was really unsure if it was mucus or pee! I was that turned on. I figured for safety I had better go to the toilets! When I went the bathroom was empty and as I pulled down my pants there was a huge amount of very stretchy mucus from my vagina right to my pants and it kept stretching as I pulled down my pants! My pants were also damp with pee so I used paper to clean the copious mucus and sat down on the pan. I tried to relax and finally a huge gusher escaped that went on and on and on. My bladder was pushing pee out faster than my body could cope and I struggling to balance even with my bottom firmly on the toilet pan. I was shaking with the force and the longing to cum and had to push my hand into my mouth to stop myself from making moaning noises. Just then I heard the door open and a woman’s voice panting out ‘no! No! Oh my God finally I can pee. Three hours of holding and I finally get to pee. It’s coming! God it’s coming! Hurry up woman and get your pants down before you piss everywhere. Oh my fucking God I have NEVER had to piss so bad in my fucking life. It’s coming out!’ And which I heard her kick the cubicle door in and pull her pants and clothes aside and sit on the toilet right next door to me. She sighed this sigh that I will never ever forget as long as I live as it sounded much more like she was having an orgasm than a pee. Now I am not bisexual neither am I someone who would normally wank myself in a loo but my word did that woman do something for me! With both hands I furiously rubbed myself to a beautiful and heavenly orgasm in the cubicle all while this unknown woman finished peeing and sighing and I came to her saying ‘my God that was amazing!’ As if she knew exactly what I was thinking too! I was terrified to come out so waited as she washed her hands and left before I finally cleaned myself up again, washed my hands and went home!
  10. 2 points
    Sophie woke up from bed. It was a regular weekday, so she had things to get done at the university. She quickly hopped off to the bathroom to pee when her roommate stopped her. "You may not pee," she said, as if she was in a trance. Sophie felt confused. "Uhh... Ookay," She tried to squirm her way into the bathroom, but it was futile. So she decided to just have breakfast and go at the university. She drank several cups of coffee, since always felt that lethargic every morning. In a hurry, she got into the car, with a bladder half full. The car ride felt especially long. and Sophie's bladder made it even worse. She fidgeted a bit while waiting for traffic to die down. Maybe it was her unlucky day. After a long wait, she quickly hopped off the car and briskly walked into the university building. Since she had some time, she decided to go visit the bathroom first. But as she got there, some professor she never knew hopped right in front of the ladies' room and did the same mysterious quote: "You may not pee." Sophie once again tried to squirm her way past the professor, but again, it was of no use. She checked her watch. If she didn't run now, she would be late. Reluctantly with a 6/10 bladder, Sophie left the bathroom behind and ran to class. To be continued... Hope you enjoy. If someone actually reads it I'll continue.
  11. 2 points

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Couldn't hold it through the whole movie?
  12. 2 points
    I have a new painting app, wich is pretty good, but I need to accustom first, so that's why it's not so great yet. :)
  13. 2 points
    ? This happened to me and my wife last weekend while we were hanging out with a friend. I don't particularly like using real names for personal reasons so I'm going to refer to our friend as Kirsten since it's the first female name that popped into my head. My wife had known Kirsten since 7th grade and I had been her friend since me and my wife started dating six years ago. I won't lie, she was absolutely not the brightest woman. However, she had noticeably sized boobs and a particularly great butt. It was small, but wide, and very round and soft. (At least I imagine it would feel soft) Kirsten is pretty much your stereotypical "nerd girl". Her wardrobe is locked at graphic t-shirts and jeans, and occasionally a modest skirt. I could go on about how much she undersells her body with such a basic wardrobe but I'm getting off track. Kirsten really likes retro video games. It's not really my thing but because it was her birthday weekend and she just recently broke up with her bf (he was a soy lol story for another time) we decided to take her to this really cool retro video game store in the cities. Not to get off topic again but it was an actually impressive store that had 20 to 30 year old consoles and games and even some dank retro computer stuff. Kirsten kind of just doesn't really take of herself as well as she could and part of that is her particularly picky and bad diet. She eats crap and lots of sugary crap on top and as such, she has a bad relationship with the toilet. At first she was really excited to get a sizable stack of PS2 games but we both noticed her get almost instantly tense and anxious as we were waiting in line watching her pay. As the two of us payed for the few things we found out of the corner of my eye I noticed Kirsten is pacing back and forth waiting for us by the door. I think we had barely clicked our seatbelts in when from the backseat Kirsten spoke up. "Hey guys, this is super embarrassing but I seriously need to poop so bad right now. When I was paying for the stuff I got it just suddenly hit me and I had to clench my butt really hard!" My wife just laughed and told Kirsten that she had no shame. Honestly I thought the whole situation was hot as hell. I was keeping it cool tho, but Im sure my cheeks were red. Kirsten didn't think it was funny tho, she rocked a little in her seat and whined that she had to poop. Her boobs jiggled around the characters faces on her Bob's Burgers shirt as she whined. It most certainly was staring at her boobs in the rear view mirror, a perk of not driving that day. Kirsten couldn't sit still at all as we drove her to a McDonald's that was half a mile away. She really squirmed and fidgeted in the backseat. My wife was trying to talk about something else to get her mind off it. We got her over to this McDonald's in time and Kirsten immediately whipped off her seat belt and said "Oh man thank you guys for stopping, I can't hold this anymore." My wife and I truly laughed about the whole thing as she was inside blowing it up. When she got back Kirsten had no shame in sharing "God you guys, that was close. I think my poop was coming out before my butt was even on the seat." My wife remarked about a little too much information, and we went on our way. I'm glad it didn't end in disaster. Kirsten is pretty awkward but she's a trooper sometimes.
  14. 2 points
    Watch Olivia in this fun and sexy video as she engages in some solo diapered fun in the great outdoors. This intimate scene has us sitting down with Olivia where she candidly talks about her life as a diaper lover. She goes into detail about how she prefers to enjoy her time in a diaper, alone in the great outdoors and freely wetting herself. Further, when she gets horny, she freely pleasures herself in the open while wearing her wet diaper. Beyond simply telling us about her diapered activities, our camera crew follows her on an outing where she shows us how she likes to spend her time in a diaper. We follow her through the forest on a gorgeous summer day as she wears a pull-on style diaper, its waistband peeking up over the top of her jeans. On our outing, she ends up wetting and masturbating in her diaper.
  15. 2 points
    There is this classic, I know everyone has seen this, but it's the only one I could come up with .
  16. 2 points
    In knickers: tumblr_o7e0ldYSXD1vr6ba1.mp4 Nude: Girl pissing on own feet-ph55b52c2b2b240.mp4
  17. 2 points
    Really proud of this one! Hope it’s everything you wanted! also of course the texts aren’t in Japanese you want to be able to read them, right?
  18. 2 points
    Check out this super sexy lesbian watersports video featuring a bath, golden shower, and oral sex with Alisha and Sosha. This scene starts with Alisha and Sosha making out together in the bath when Alisha asks Sosha if she wants to be peed on. Sosha, of course, responds in the affirmative. Needing to pee, Alisha stands over Sosha, straddling her, then proceeds to pee on her chest. Sosha loves being peeing on almost as much as Alisha enjoys peeing on her. After Alisha has emptied her bladder, both girls are left highly aroused. Horny, and with Alisha still straddling her, Sosha brings her mouth to Alisha’s pussy and begins orally pleasuring her. It doesn’t take long for Alisha to have an orgasm. After climaxing, the video wraps up with both girls relaxing together in the tub. WARNING - The following images contain nudity:
  19. 2 points
    Amazing girl wet her jeans, then show white panty and masturbate (nudity start at 4:01) https://rt.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5d6e71990e6d4
  20. 2 points
    I always try to change as soon as possible. i also always have a spare pair of knickers in my purse in case of an accident (pee or periods, you never know...) But once I had an accident and didn't have a spare on me and i was at a music festival quite far away from home. I had to stay in the wet pair for like 5 hours or so. Luckily I was wearing a skirt, so nobody knew, but it was quite uncomfortable for a while. They were dry by the time I came home...
  21. 2 points
    For me (cis female) when I involuntarily leak, there is no choice. It just pushes itself down the urethra and I can try to keep up in the urethra but by that point, it's out and the pressure will just keep building until it dribbles out fully.
  22. 2 points
    One day at work I had arrived late for a meeting and already had to pee going in. I thought we would break or I’d find a time to slip out, but no luck. I held it so long it’s like I went numb. When I finally got to the toilet I think my muscles were still cramped up or something because I couldn’t get started, and even when I did it was just a trickle. I remember feeling absolutely bursting, and trying to pee harder, but it just tricked out. When I was finally able to relax and let go, I was nearly panting with relief, lightheaded and shaking it was soooo freaking good.
  23. 2 points
    Well, you're on a specialized forum about enjoying holding pee, wetting, messing, diapers, and all kinds of assorted sexual acts and fetishes. Is it any wonder that vomiting comes up along with these? This might surprise you, but some people are into some weird shit. Be considerate. Yeah, it's weird - but so are the things that you and I are into. Why antagonize them?
  24. 1 point
    Hello. I haven't posted any art here yet, but I enjoy making it. I have been art making for maybe 2ish years and have not been happy with the quality or speed in which I produce art. To counteract this, recently I decided to just say "fuck it" and just draw anything in an attempt to improve my body proportions and general output of art. Here I have compiled some sketches I made over the last few days. Most of these are quickies I made with references of real women needing to pee. You can tell where I need to work on the most, haha. Hope it's not too offensive to the eyeballs. Warning! Some nudity! And here's a more polished image as a bonus. Kinda shows my style a bit more. I'd be happy to hear any thoughts on my art. I know I'm not perfect, but I hope that by continuing to just make anything I will get better.
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    hello. I'm back now with a new story for you's all. I said in my last post that i was going to make more content but that was a month ago, sorry for the delay but here we are. just a description of what i look like. young (early 20's , skinny, no body hair, very smooth skin average height and i prefer wearing woman's clothes most of the time. It was a Monday night and i decided to go swimming for a little bit of exercise (as i do on a Monday) and arrived, got in and changed into my swimming briefs and have a quick rinse and pop into the pool. The water was nice and warm for a cold and rainy night so was off to a great start. I always brings a 1LT bottle of ice cold water with me to keep me cool and hydrated and every time i reached the start of the pool i took a small break and finished about 1/5th of the bottle. So after about an hour i decided to get out of the pool as the leisure centre was closing in half an hour plus getting pretty tired as i was trying to push my self a little bit more in the pool. walking back to my locker and it was !!!FREEZING!!! doesn't help that I'm skinny and i don't have any body hair from the neck down so clean shaven everywhere. Once i got into my locker i got my shampoo conditioner and body wash and went for a nice hot shower and after that wen't back into my locker, took everything out and started to get changed. Began by slipping down my swimming breifs, hung them up and began to dry my self down and change into my grey slim fit briefs (because you cant wear boxers with denim short shorts) 20 black Denier tights, blue denim short shorts, Hi-top converse and my tight fitting black T-shirt. after that dried my soaked briefs in the towel rolled up the towel with my swimming briefs inside and packed all my swimming stuff into my bag and as i was heading out decided to get another drink as my energy levels were low, and the choice of drink was a bottle of lucozade sport lime from the vending machine in the reception. Walking down to the bus station, cold and slowly getting wet from the rain and while walking i finished the bottle in less than 5mins and felt a bit more energised after that. as i was walking down i felt the first urge to pee after finishing 500ml of lemon lime water in the morning, a couple of 500ml bottles of water through out the day, the 1LT bottle of ice cold water from swimming and the 500ml bottle of sports lime. Then just as i reached the bus stop i remembered i haven't went to the bathroom all day so no morning or mid day pee so that's not gonna help for sure. As i approached the bus terminal i looked up at the time table and to my horror the bus had been delayed by 20mins, thought to my self "great just what i need when i really need to pee. After 30mins of waiting, walking and pacing (refused to sit on those freezing and wet seats) the bus arrived and i was in luck and out of luck at the same time, because It's the last bus home it drives straight to my house with no stops as the bus shelters are right beside my house, only thing is it's an hour and 15 minute bus journey. if the bus stopped everywhere on the way home (as it normally dose) i would for sure started having an accident or started full on wetting my self half way to 3 quarters of the way home for sure. so in my head I'm thinking i should make it or mostly make it and I'd be fine with wet grey briefs and even wet tights, as long as no wet marks or patches start appearing on my blue short shorts I'm happy with that. Boarded the bus quite desperate and thankfully the bus took off instantly and i noticed as i sat down on the back of the bus that it was empty. 10mins into the bus journey i started to dry off and warm up (thanks to the little radiators) after standing in the freezing rain for 30mins and was helping me hold as well and the warmth was helping me relax rather than shivering and tensing up my whole body. 20 mins in and i had my first pure wave of desperation hit me and i didn't know what to do as it took me by surprise, felt all my mussels in my lower area relax, a nice hot wave followed by a shiver flood my entire body, slowly started spreading my legs further and further apart i just zoned out so hard. After about 10 seconds i snapped back realised i was 1 second away from an accident as i could feel a hot warmth travelling down my willy, so i very quickly shoved both hands into my blue denim short shorts and crossed my legs with my tights rubbing off each other. after 30 seconds of desperate grabbing and holding i felt it retract back inside me and i managed to downgrade from "on the verge of wetting my self to "extremely desperate". i calmed down, uncrossed my legs and took my hands away from my short shorts and went back to sitting normally with my right foot tapping away. 30mins in and another wave out of no where hit me but it was worse than last time, so i panicked again and just pressed and rubbed my thighs together and hoped for the best, but this was the start of the end. 20 seconds into the second wave hitting me i started to feel it moving It's way down with no slowing down and i panicked even more and that lead to me letting go for a couple of seconds by accident and i felt it rush down my willy and i slammed my thighs shut again held on for dear life. after a couple of minutes it subsided and i thought i was i the clear untill i twitched in my lower area and felt something move fast in my underwear. i quickly realised that some of the pee must of got trapped in my willy and the second i twitched it most likely shot out of me into my grey briefs. So most likely I've got a small wet line from the bottom of the bulge of my grey briefs to right between my legs. GREAT 50mins in I'm tapping with both feet, bobbing up and down, squirming, leaning on one but cheek to the other and crossing my legs and in allot of pain from being beyond desperate. 55mins in and my mussels slowly started to relax and i could feel it coming, could feel the warmth slowly moving It's way down past my V-point and down into my privet area and being in allot of pain and discomfort all i could think about is "It's okay if you let go" "adults wet them self time to time" " accidents happen" "just let go and soil yourself and you'll feel allot better" "no one will notice your soaked shorts and tights" . I didn't realise i was zoned out again while making up my mind if i was going to let go and just let the wetting happen and i froze when i felt a small warm stream running in my underwear and quickly realised I'M HAVE AN ACCIDENT!!! after about 5-7 seconds i managed to stop the flow and i knew at the least i have wet my underwear. I could feel the warmth between my legs and all the pee still trying to escape and me trying to fight it off with every ounce of strength i had left in me. I looked down to see if there was any outer damage and to my relief nothing and since there was no one on the bus i decided to quickly unzip my denim shorts and see the damage. Once i shimmied my shorts down to my knees i saw decent sized wet spot on my briefs and my tights and a tiny stream coming between and down my thighs and it rushing out of my willy again and all i could do was say under my breath was not again, not again. not again, no, no, no, no, no, No, NO !!!NO!!! after 10 seconds of peeing in just my underwear and tights as my blue denim short shorts have falling to my ankles during the second wetting i regained control by clamping my hands between my wet tights and underwear while still peeing and stopped my self from soaking myself anymore. I looked down and saw the wet patch reaching from my v-point to half way down between my tights and my entire bum. I very quickly wiped my hands on my tights pulled up my short shorts and moved one seat away from the window and there was a wet patch on the seat. i looked out of the window and saw that the bus was pulling into the bus station just out side my house and i thought "great I'm no more than 5 mins away from my house and the second the bus pulled up he just got up and left the bus so i stood up (with caution) and slowly started to get out of the bus and i decided to look down to inspect the damage and no wet marks on my blue denim short shorts but 2 long wet streaks down my inner of my thighs. Left the bus station without no one seeing me and proceeded to walk home with my bathroom being less than 5mins away. after 3mins of walking i finally saw my house just down at the end of the street and while looking up i felt something tickling the back of my left leg so had a wee quick look and noticed it was a small skinny wet patch slowly travelling down towards my converse and the front of my short shorts were becoming darker and darker. Walking home only 2mins away from my house and i can't hold on anymore and nothing but this small warm waterfall going between and down my legs, my shorts starting to absorb and darken and thinking to myself "oh no I'm having an accident in public" because my briefs, tights and denim short shorts are quite a tight fit I'm not able to full force wet myself due to the fact that everything down there is so tight down there so it's just a small constant stream slowly but surly an accident is in the making. I got into my front garden and i looked down, saw my short shorts getting wetter and wetter and my tight shining in the moon light from the wetness. i stopped and just fully relaxed let out a sigh of relief, spread my legs apart and i could feel the stream gather more speed as it splashed up and down the back of my grey underwear then make It's way down the sleeves of my now dark blue denim short shorts, riding down my see through tights from the front to the back.after it slowly came to an end i walked in and wen't straight to the washing machine to take off my clothes. I was on my knees with my heels up at my bum and i got the fright of my life when i heard "hey how are you?" it was my GF i forgot she was coming down today so i did everything to keep my lower half out of sight while talking to her (at this point is impossible) While talking to her i started to wet my self again as she scared me and she paused mid sentence and said "do you here that hissing noise?" and as she said that she looked down at me and saw the side of my see through tights were wet and asked " you okay?" i just replied with "yeah I'm fine" and at this point the hissing noise was getting louder and louder and she walked over to me looked down and saw my soaked clothes and them getting wetter and she gasped and asked what's happening? i just stood up faced her (while still wetting) and just said "sorry i having an accident" with a sad tone of voice and face While still having my last wetting for the night in the kitchen in front of my girl friend i was explaining that i got on the bus desperate, i had 2 accidents on the bus one with my shorts down while checking for internal damage i.e. my grey underwear and my see through tights, and i fully let go while walking home and once i reached the garden i froze and just let it happen and i came in here while still peeing a tiny bit and when you asked "hey, how are you?" you scared me and cause this accident in front of you. at this point is was pretty chocked up, stressed and very physically and mentally drained. i said I'm very sorry you had to see this (in a depressed voice) and as i started to walk away to get changed and to take a shower she quickly spun me around and said with the most friendly and cute little voice "it's okaaaayyyyyy" while giving me a massive hug. "go up and take a shower and change and come back down and cuddle up with me under my blanket till you feel better" so i did just that, had another lovely shower, got changed into just my galaxy leggings (had an accident in my galaxy leggings from a previous story of mine) went down stairs cuddled up with her and we both fell asleep on the connor sofa. Hope you've enjoyed this story as It's my longest, most detailed story I've ever written. please feel free to read through my other story's. Thank you
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    Title : Love & Piss ~Shoujo no Gaman ga Sekai o Sukuu~ (Love&Piss ~少女のガマンが世界を救う~) Synopsis : In this world, your magic power increases by holding your pee. Yurika is a magician who severely lacks pee and decided to summon a guy who is able to store a lot of it so that he can supply her with it through a special ceremony (sexual intercourse) and allow her to pass the make-up wizard test. Yoshifumi was the chosen one and was forced to help her out since he couldn’t return to his own world until she becomes a wizard. Also, his childhood friend Yumari was also brought to this world at the same time, and for some reason she is also taking the wizard test with Yurika. Source : vndb I think the title itself and above synopsis should be enough to persuade you. Well, it is your typical "choose your girl and fall in love" scenario except the fact that the theme here is pee. There are 2 girls for you to conquer(hence, 2 routes). Each has her own sharing of peeing and desperation moments(no wetting though)......... and of course romance too. The plot is nothing outstanding and it is almost entirely revolved around the "pee" theme. The characters are well-drawn, cute and maybe a little..... loli-ish. Voice acting is also good enough for erotica. The art can be judged from the screenshots and it is in widescreen resolution (1280x 720p) so enjoy those "juicy" CGs in high definition. In case you haven't realize yet, this VN is IN JAPANESE. No translation exist. P.S : Don't forget to check out the bonus disc too. It is a drama CD. - Drama CD is a type of audio only CD where a scenario is played by the voice actors+background sounds only(rarely contain third-person narratives). It is common for anime/VN/LN to receive drama CD to tell an extra story or short skit. Yes, I guess most of you guys already know what a drama CD is.. The twist here is ................................it is a H(18+) drama CD this time. ~ The sex scenes are completely told in voice. ~roflmao. Japan never fail to surprise me. And ,don't worry. There are peeing/desperation scenes in the drama CD too. <---- This is where your imagination comes to play. Anyway, the bottomline is unlike many other VN where peeing is only used in H scenes as a form of fetish, this one has many PURE awesome pee scenes. And it is extremely rare to find a such quality VN with pee theme. So download it, you won't be regretted........... .....maybe.

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    Actually, forget I said that, I just got a little too excited when someone who probably has a bigger fetish for this than me suggested it. I really don't think she did anymore, for two reasons. 1.) This was written in her PRIVATE journal which she didn't intend anyone else to read. If she did wet herself she likely would have admitted it there, and if she was embarrassed enough to deny it in her private journal, then it likely wouldn't have been brushed aside at the academy so quickly since she talked of making new friends the day after and she wasn't being made fun of or anything, nor lost confidence. If wetting herself wasn't such a big deal she'd have written it in her journal. Ergo, she didn't wet herself, just like she said. (besides, Rainbow Dash of all ponies should be able to hold it for five minutes if Pinkie was able to hold it when briefly forgetting how desperate she was on account of finding Applejack) 2.) As mentioned above, they're at the Wonderbolt Academy so she wouldn't have been wearing a flight suit, so even if she peed right there when he stared at her it wouldn't technically be the same, though it would be just as humiliating for her, even if she worded it "wet myself". (Though sometimes I do like to think that Fluttershy wet her bunny costume while hiding in the log waiting for Trixie to get there since she took so long making Snips and Snails pull her wheel-less carriage, possibly even explaining her comment about the outfit being ruined, though realistically that was probably just being covered in mud inside the log.)
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    Surprisingly restrained of Maria, I'd expected her to be an exherbitionist and pull up her dress to show Aiden her accident in real time. Maybe she's saving that for the beach away from prying eyes
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    I for one am happy to have my writing appreciated
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    Deltafoxtrot, I'm relatively new to this community and I was just reading back through old posts and saw one that I wanted to comment on. Is that really such a bad thing that it required your negative reply? Comments like that will push people away. Is that what you want?
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    Amazing, just amazing Barry.
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    Wow @Barry, just when we thought you'd reached the pinnacle, you go and do it again! Sensational, I bet Danny and Amy really enjoyed that. And good for them too!
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    That was a fabulous chapter can't wait to read what happens next
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    View File Girl wets jeans while gaming Girl wets jeans while gaming Submitter Reeve Submitted 09/07/2019 Category Peeing
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    Today was such a long and hard day x.x ...Buuuuut on the bright side I've now got plenty of time off~ Time to relax and eat junk food till I thoroughly load my diaper!!! >w<
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    I never leak either, it always feels like you described, more of a choice than an involuntary leak. I dont actually love the later phases of holding though, so by that point, I’m eager to get to the wetting part lol
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    Thanks for sharing this wonderful experience, Rachel, you're an amazing person!
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    Ehhh, that’s a touchy subject for a lot of people. Since it technically counts as drawing porn of a real life person without there consent but I suppose that depends on the scale of the drawing. Not sure you will find much in afriad
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    Alisha Adams wearing skintight jeans, what could make for a better photo set? Oh yeah… How about if she also peed herself? In this stunning gallery, we are treated to over a hundred gorgeous photos of Alisha in tight jeans, which she ultimately ends up peeing in. Set outdoors, these photos were taken on an observation deck in a lush, old-growth, forest. The natural surroundings only serve to showcase Alisha’s inherent beauty, as she poses for the camera against a backdrop of evergreen wilderness. She is wearing amazingly form-fitting jeans and a black t-shirt. Just the photos of Alisha in her jeans are already quite a treat, but the sexiness of this set is cranked up to 11 when she wets herself. Confidently standing in front of the camera, feet planted on the deck, she proceeds to pee in her pants on purpose. A rapid burst shutter on the camera captures every detail of the wetting, from the first tiny wet patch around her crotch to the trails extending down her legs and the puddle formed under her feet. After she is done soaking her pants, she continues to pose for the camera. We get to check out her clearly peed in jeans from various angles as she proudly displays the giant wet stain she made on her clothes.
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    Lol I can honestly say this happens more than it should to me too....it’s easy to get caught up shopping and the bathrooms are never close. I can’t count how many times I’ve looked longingly at the plush chairs in fitting rooms and fantasized about just sitting down and letting go; or even in the corner of the room; or on the clothes I’m not buying ( not that I EVER would, it’s a FANTASY, and when you’re desperate everything looks tempting lolol). My one and only adult accident was in a fitting room, right before store closing, no time to dash to the bathroom....it was just a lil, but it was enough to make me realize I was being stupid lolol. Now I go to the bathroom first
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    This is something I've always wondered about as my bladder does noticeably bulge when I really need to pee, and it is even more noticeable in the kind of clothes I wear for work (usually a fitted shirt and slim fitting suit trousers). I've never had any comments about it from strangers but my girlfriend can usually tell if I need to go badly just by checking how much my bladder is bulging and feeling how firm it is. One of my music teachers at school was quite slim and would usually wear either figure-hugging dresses or tight business trousers and would sometimes have a noticeable bladder bulge showing. The music department building was quite small and there were no toilets, but it did have a kitchen with tea/coffee facilities. She'd drink several cups of tea and coffee over the morning with usually no chance to use the loo until after lunch, so I'm guessing she was used to holding a full bladder for long periods. I actually did see her doing the 'pee dance' once because she'd not had chance to go for almost the entire school day, and her bladder was very noticeably bulging at that point. Also, back when I worked in retail I remember one guy asking for a quick break to go for a pee because he'd been sitting on the tills for hours and was desperate. The supervisor was teasing him and saying he didn't really need to go, and after asking her several times he ended up standing up and lifting up his shirt to show her how full his bladder was. He was a tall and slim guy so it was really bulging out noticeably, we were all pretty amazed at how big it was. I remember one of the female cashiers trying to press on his bladder asking if he was going to piss himself and he had to squirm away from her to run off to the toilets for what must have been a massive pee. That's a hot story, reminds me of my last ever day of Year 11. A few girls had been drinking bottles of WKD before school and during one of the morning lessons one of them kept asking to go for a wee but the teacher wouldn't let her. Her friends didn't believe that she needed to go and thought she was just trying to get out of the lesson early, so to prove it to them she lifted up her shirt to show how much her bladder was bulging, then showed the teacher It worked though and he did actually let her go.
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    Same. Here's another Sarah Silverman desp clip from when she was on Late Night:
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    IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT! DANIEL AND AMY ARE COMING BACK! That is, if anyone wants them too, lol. Ive got one chapter done, with the next few already worked out. I kinda hit the wall where it ended. All I could see, was continuing on from the next morning, (which obviously has to happen I guess, lol) but it was kind of directionless after that. As I’ve said before, while I don’t mind rehashing certain scenes, it needed some new experiences as well as some new adventures. From the start, I had an idea about school, the beach, Adventure World, camp, and stuff in general, but after that, I didn’t have anything really firm in mind. I have now! Also, I need to offer apologies. I’ve re-read the entire thing a couple of times, and I can see why the word count is so high. Ive repeated so much stuff so many times! I cringe when I read how many times I’ve explained Amy’s pre emptive strikes, or Nikki’s little quirks, or tried to explain/justify Dans thoughts and behaviour. The same with Scott and the guys. I must’ve explained in detail a hundred times about his night problems. For that, I’m sorry. This was the very first story I wrote, and while I’m happy with it as a story, I’ve repeated so many explanations about why or how stuff happens..... I guess that when you write and “publish” so many chapters individually, instead of as a complete story, some repetition will occur, but when you read it as a whole, it becomes glaringly obvious. So, stay tuned. I’d like another chapter or two in the bank before I “publish,” but by now, nobody might be interested anymore anyway! (Yes. That is a BIG hint to tell me that you still want to read it!) One thing I regret, is starting the story in Autumn. Summer is much more conducive towards naughty wetting with your girlfriend! Outside, beach, pool, theme park, etc. Once those scenarios have been explained, it comes back to naughty inside play, which is nice, but harder to get away with. So I’ve come up with a solution. I think everyone deserves a holiday to a warmer climate..... First, I need to get Danny home, and finally reunited with his girlfriend! Then, school holidays are coming up..... BTW, I’ve discovered at least three major f-ups with the plot. I’m glad you guys didn’t! So, To Be Continued? Or let it go?
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    Hope you like this animation I made! This is just part I, part II will be more intense, and then part III will be the big wetting!
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    From the album: DimwitRolo's Commissions

    Commission from an anonymous user. Keep an eye out for more of these two in the future.
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    I wet myself trying to get a belt undone only once, but I was a kid then. It hasn't happened to me as an adult, luckily, but if I found a way to stage it so that I am in that predicament and can have a wetting in a safe environment, then it could be fun.
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    For the first time in almost two years, I went on vacation this weekend. The drive to our condo took several hours, with plenty of rest stops in that time, where I took the opportunity to use the bathroom as I wasn't interested in doing a hold at that time. However, I am planning on having a few drinks on the way home, and I might even post that experience if it goes well. But for now, I would like to share an experience I recently had. Whenever I wasn't spending time with my parents, I stayed in my room with everything I needed; my laptop, a TV, snacks, and of course drinks. I usually never got to do all of this at once, because at home I don't have WiFi, or a TV in my room. On this day, my parents and I spent the early afternoon fishing at a nearby river. Unfortunately, we didn't catch any fish. Afterwards, we went to the dollar store to pick up a few things, which included a few cans of grape soda and a share size pack of Skittles. We then came back to our condo, where I decided to chill in my room for a couple of hours. I opened a can of grape soda and relaxed in bed, playing games on my laptop while watching iCarly on the TV. Soon after I finished my grape soda, I felt a twinge in my bladder telling me I had to use the bathroom. I had to go, but not that bad, so I shrugged it off and continued with what I was doing, while eating some of the Skittles I had bought. Later that evening, we went to a nearby restaurant. I had chicken strips with fries, as well as some Dr. Pepper. I only had one glass of soda while I ate, but it was enough to make me a little more desperate when we got back to our condo. I went back to my room, and continued playing games on my laptop while watching TV and eating Skittles. I had taken my jeans off to be more comfortable but decided to take my shirt off as well. The Dr. Pepper I had drank at dinnertime was making its way to my bladder, and I started to fidget quite a bit. I was at a 5/10, but it was slowly rising. As my bladder was slowly filling up, I was drinking a glass of water while watching the new episode of Bella & The Bulldogs. I decided to message one of my friends on here. As I was telling him about my desperation, I started getting turned on. I reached my hand into my panties and felt the wetness on my pussy. I stood up and took them off, as well as my bra. Completely naked, I sat back down in bed and continued to fidget. I was so turned on by my desperation...I started playing with my pussy before starting to finger myself. It felt so good! I kept rubbing, and I was starting to moan a little bit. Before long, I felt the sensation through my body that orgasm was near. I fingered myself harder and soon I felt the rush of orgasm over my body. I laid back, moaning and breathing heavily. Finally, the feeling died down and suddenly my desperation increased to about 8/10. I was squirming like crazy, trying not to leak onto the bed. My mom had hold me to take a shower before I went to bed, and I decided it was time for it. I stood up and hobbled over to the bathroom with a change of clothes, which I set on the bathroom counter along with a towel. I stood in front of the mirror, crossing my legs, pee dancing and dribbling onto the floor. I was holding my crotch with both of my hands, trying to keep it all inside. My hands were getting wet with pee and I was enjoying my desperation so much. I felt another wetness on my pussy, and it wasn't just pee. I rubbed my pussy for a few seconds before a spurt came out and I took my hand out and crossed my legs. Another spurt came out and I knew I was seconds from peeing myself. I made my way over to the shower and turned on the water. Hearing the sound of splashing water made me lose it and I started peeing involuntarily. Quickly, I stepped into the shower, stood under the water, relaxed, and just let the rest out. I was moaning from relief and when I finished peeing I could feel that my pussy was even more wet, again not just with pee. I reached my hand down and started fingering myself again, which soon led to another orgasm. Finally, I was satisfied as well as exhausted. I quickly finished up in the shower, and then wrapped a towel around my body to dry off. Before I went to bed, I made sure to clean up the small puddle I had made on the bathroom floor.
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    Hi Guys, A few days ago, I woke up to an empty house, and so decided to have some wetting fun! So I grabbed my wetting boxers from the box under my bed, and grabbed some old full length pyjamas from my drawers and put them on. These pyjamas were really old, so they were really tight and felt great! :D I then went downstairs and downed two glasses of water and then took a third upstairs with me. I sat drinking for an hour while checking Facebook and the like, and feeling the new water mixing with my morning pee in my bladder :p Soon, I was bouncing up and down on my seat and I decided it was time to go and pee. So I got up and went into the bathroom. Standing in the shower, I was about to let it all out, when I realised that I had never wet in socks before! So I ran back into my room to get some. After that, I stood back in the shower, and slowly spurted drop at a time into the pyjamas, letting the warmth spread down through my legs, and finally to my toes and squelching in the socks. It was great :D I then washed everything out in the shower and put it right at the back of the airing cupboard where nobody would ever look :p This morning, I again woke up to an empty house, and I was super desperate to pee again, so I decided to have another wetting. As I came to my senses, I remembered that my mum had asked me to throw out a pair of old jeans that were way to small for me. So I picked them up, grabbed another pair of boxers (my normal ones were still damp), and - since I was feeling naughty - my laptop. As I pulled on the jeans, I was shocked at how seriously tight they were! They really compressed my thighs, arse, and privates, and it felt great! As I crouched down to set up my laptop to record, the sudden pressure on my bladder caused me to spurt a small amount into the Jeans. The shock of it caused me to gasp and the amazing sense of warmth caused my penis to twitch :p With the recording started, I stepped into the shower and let go. I had never peed in jeans before, but I wish I had sooner! The heat and sheer quantity of my morning pee pouring down and clinging to my thighs was breathtaking. I must have peed for a good two and a half minutes, as by the end of it, there was a huge amber river running from my feet to the drain, and my already dark jeans were stained even darker! :p The pressure of my erection on the wet denim was almost enough to set me off, so it didn't take me long to come afterwards ;) I had to throw those jeans out, as I had been asked, because they would never have dried quick enough in the airing cupboard to prevent them getting mouldy, and since I'm never home long enough to do my own laundry (I don't do it normally so it would be suspicious), I cant keep many pee clothes :( Unfortunately, the video I recorded was too dark to see anything :( Either way, I had two great wetting experiences, and I hope you enjoyed reading them! -S
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