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  1. Ooooops I...😳 I hadn't really planned on this accident. I had a busy day at the office. I was in the ZONE and I was looking forward to getting home at a decent hour for once. My phone was blowing up with text messages and I was juggling bags and calls and I wasn't really paying attention as I ran out of the office. It's a beautiful evening and I was driving home with the radio on , singing my Lil heart out and I came to a long light and in that calmness, I realized- I need to pee and I need to pee NOW! Well don't you know it's my lucky day! There was a park just up ahead and I knew that it had a porta potty. However it's also where all the dudes play basketball and the porta potty is only for one person and it's often locked and I was taking a gamble. I told myself try for the bathroom and if all else fails I can have an accident and it'll cap a nice productive day. 🍒 On top! And that's where my video takes over. I ended up driving the wrong way into oncoming traffic and then a coughing fit made me start to wet myself. Not a leak. A slow steady stream that no matter how hard I clench down I could feel escaping into my jeans and all over my pussy without panties on. (Side note: jeans with no panties while recovering from bronchitis makes for a really interesting time 😈). Pretty self-explanatory after that. Up until the moment when I get out of the car I thought that I was going to make it to the porta potty. But as I was closing the door an old man jogged over and got in and you can hear me curse. So I headed over to the side and tried to wait it out but that trickle had gravity on its side now and the deluge happened. I was trying really hard not to lose it but I knew it was coming and when I take off those shoes that was me giving into it. It was interesting how little I cared about the people there. Normally I'm really skittish but force myself to work through it. This time I kinda got over that. I got thrown a few curve balls in this one but I rolled with it and I still think it came out okay. Maybe tomorrow I'll post a video of what I did with my pussy after I came home in that state. 🤫 Oh, and for all you "jeans" fans, you're welcome! ya lot of filthy pervs ya! Ps- I had to put this into two videos because somebody wanders by and their face is seen. So I had to cut 4 seconds out in the middle. InShot_20211014_211851358.mp4 InShot_20211102_125048271.mp4
    12 points
  2. I got a new romper. But even in black yiu can see the splash. Look closely
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  4. I decided to try on my costume for some play time. I like it. It's cute ..do you think it's cute? I got a lolli for ordering it. But I tried to hold it as long as I could. hold it back.mp4
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  5. I was being asked to hold it..and I made it about 2 hours! I lost track. I drank a bottle of water. As requested. And I noticed a fullness beginning. I chatted for a while with my friend who asked me to drink another bottle of water..I complied, not fully knowing what was in store. After that, my friend and I had coffee. I'm an idiot sometimes 🙃 10mins after that it hit me. My friend tried everything to make me pee myself..wash my hands, sit on a toilet but not pee..and then stand in the shower. At this point. I could not stand up straight. They asked me to stand up in the shower straight up. And everything else was recorded... OMO1.mov
    5 points
  6. 2021101701 - ZOOM

    From the album: Munio 2021

    © 2021 Munio

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  7. It is, technically a violation. That is not at all how that rule works. If you're subjecting other unwilling people to your fetish, you're subjecting them to it, full stop. There is no asterisk that says "if they do not grimace on camera it doesn't count." I understand why everyone here is excited, seeing your favorite content creator back to work is always a joy, but based on this reply I have to remind you all that omorashi.org does not condone this kind of behavior, and we find it to be morally incredibly questionable; such is why its one of the heaviest rules we like to enforce. There is very few things we take more seriously on omorashi.org than consent, and WetScarlet did not acquire it here That being said, she is also a content creator that has reached out to omorashi.org and asked us to not allow the hosting of her material, and as such is on the Do Not Post list. So even clips that are perfectly within bounds, please do not post them on this forum if you were reading this thread and thinking of doing so.
    4 points
  8. This one… idk I was imagining a class gone wrong or something.. maybe a potion or a spell that accidentally made all the witches’ bladders fill to bursting at once? Instant and extreme desperation, and unbelievable relief for the ones who made it to the toilets first. Bonus thoughts, maybe it fills them up well past their regular capacity (because magic) and it just keeps flowing and flowing without any signs of stopping… How can somebody pee forcefully for 10 minutes straight?! And they’ve gotta somehow hold it while hearing the stream through the door… idk just a little Halloween omo!
    3 points
  9. My first omorashi muscle girl is ready! Meet her here:
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  10. She start with a blowjob pee into her jeans empty one shoe by drinking ands spilling pee over her bra get some golden shower got the second heel emptied on her face while partly drinking 720p_1500k_1053262.mp4
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  11. 498 downloads

    Misspiss desperately pees in the bathtub while hiding from the cops.
    Free
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  12. Panam from Cyberpunk! This is my favorite so far! Out of curiosity, as it takes a long time to get these made at the moment I'm thinking about setting up a Patreon so I can try to do these to better quality, have a release schedule, interaction with Patrons etc. and plans for improvements over time. Is that something anyone here would be interested in? Just a thought at the moment and not sure if it's something I would go through with, but it would certainly give me some more motivation.
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  13. Anyone seen this girl or know who she is and where to find more of her?? _UEZ_8hssskLcoVp.mp4
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  14. Still quivering from what I witnessed this morning at the gym. An attractive, middle-aged woman wearing grey leggings and a long tank top was doing sit-ups on a piece of equipment that put her at a 45 degree angle, quite a feat in itself. As I was marveling at her strength and endurance, I could not help but notice that her tank top was creeping higher. While a huge fan of cameltoe, I usually take care to not give more than an appreciative glance. This time however, a tiny wet spot drew my attention, and as she continued her reps the spot grew from dime size to quarter to half-dollar. I simply could not look away. She took a short break, breathing deeply, and I swear she released some more. I finally had to tear my attention away to tend to my own business but not without sincerely complimenting her when she finished. She gave me a big smile and thank you, either unaware of or not caring about the significant dampness between her legs. I'll cherish this experience for the rest of my life.
    3 points
  15. I have been sick for the last couple of weeks but in the last couple of days I finally got back to going to my job and luckily I was able to make the final day of work and everything after all of that, and wow was it a dramatic day. I said one of the good things about fiction is that you can control things and make things go the way you want them to, but one of the good things about reality is that it sends plot twists your way that you never would have expected or imagined yourself if you are writing the story yourself, and this one definitely falls into that category as I never would have seen this coming from 1 million years away. Ironically it happened on the very last day of my job, and I think that you will probably all agree that it provided a rather dramatic finale should this really be the final day ever, instead of just the final day of the season. My bladder is still aching a few days later. Here's hoping this is a story that will linger in your mind long afterwards and maybe get me to win the day for most liked post in a single day for the second time. The last day for all intents and purposes was a pretty ordinary day in all honesty for most of the day. As usual we were at a location where the bathrooms happen to be locked, but nothing particular dramatic happened until sort of the end of the day when we were getting ready to leave. Naturally by the end of the day all of the women on the crew were naturally bursting like we always are, but it was nothing out of the unusual, seeing as by the end of the day we are all pretty much ready to run for the bathroom the second we get back. Occasionally there will be delays getting back to base or there will be traffic or something like that, but this was something on a whole other level. What happened this time was while that we were packing up to leave after our 6 1/2 hours we went to go start the van to leave and it just didn't start. At first we thought that maybe we were just doing something wrong or that there was some minor problem, but after trying numerous times to get the van to start it totally wouldn't start at all. It seemed like the battery was dead and the engine simply wasn't starting. I can see that all of the other women were exchanging similar nervous glances to me, and we were exchanging nervous glances with each other, but we didn't quite panic just yet because we figured that we would just call somebody and they would come and get us right away and everything like that. So we were basically told to hold on and stay put, which is easy for them to say because they weren't the ones who haven't peed all day! So we just sort of relaxed (as much as possible given the circumstances) and stayed put but naturally as you would suspect as time went on the women were getting much more antsy. I wasn't quite panicking just yet because I have known that there have been a couple of times when we have been delayed a little while, and although it was always a strain on the bladder I didn't really have any serious risk or anything like that where I thought that I was going to piss myself or anything like that. But as 6 1/2 hours turned into about seven hours and then eventually to nearly 7 1/2 hours we were wondering what the hell was going on here, and I can say that I wasn't alone when I can say that all three of the women on the crew were by this time getting incredibly antsy and dancing around visibly and shaking legs nervously. The guys of course were a bit more relaxed, but we kept getting them to keep calling back at the base to get them to come and pick us up, and at this point we were getting rather agitated because we all had very full bladders. By now it had been 7 1/2 hour since any of us had gone to the bathroom and we were not shy about saying it this time. We were all getting quite vocal about the fact that we really needed to get to a bathroom really soon. A couple of times we went over to the bathroom door and we tried pounding on it hoping that maybe it would actually open. I could see my one coworker was actually getting a look of terror on her face and she was actually trying to kick down the door and actually break down the door, because she could barely stand still. She was crossing and uncrossing her legs like absolute crazy shouting about how this was an absolute emergency and that she didn't think she could wait that much longer. I figure that her actually be trying to kick down the door while her bladder was already full as a sign of desperation if there ever was one, as it certainly probably wasn't helping to have all of that physical motion with a bladder that is so painfully full. My other coworker, who is extremely quiet and soft-spoken, didn't look as distressed, but I could tell as she was watching our other coworker pounding on the ladies room door hoping to break down the door, not even caring if it would be an act of vandalism, and I could tell from the way she was looking that she was just as nervous as anybody else. Naturally we tried the men's room several times as well but we couldn't get that to open either. We thought maybe there was someone who could come around and open the bathrooms, or thought that maybe they opened the bathrooms later at some of these places as we later learned, but no such luck seem to be forthcoming. Eventually we heard back from base and they said that because they had to wait for all of the vans to get back before they can send one of the vans out to come and get us it might be a little while. Naturally my other coworkers and I were quite annoyed by this. We had already been waiting an hour longer than we normally have and it is not like they can just keep putting it off and putting it off forever, coming to get us I mean. By now I have to admit that I am officially panicking because my bladder is really aching and throbbing. I had to admit I started to drink more towards the end of the day thinking that I would be back to base rather quickly, and now I was starting to feel that liquid hitting my bladder. Again it wasn't still near the stage where I was going to have an accident or anything, but sweet Satan did I have to go like you can't even freaking imagine! Another 15 minutes or so passes and by now I think even the guys can see that the women are seriously freaking out, and can you blame us?! We are all sort of sitting in the van with our legs tightly crossed, mostly pretty quiet except for complaining every now and again about when are they going to finally come and get us and everything like that. Even the guys looked like they were feeling somewhat bad about the situation, and they asked us the question that they had never asked us before, why don't we just go out in the woods and unanimously it does seem that all three of us sort of had an unspoken thing that we simply didn't do that. Finally my coworker who was the most frantic, and who had been in some really desperate situations before, she was the coworker who ended up complaining a few times and asking if we could leave early over the fact that she had to pee on previous occasions. Now she was sitting there basically with her hands pressed tightly between her legs, which were tightly crossed, and pretty much shaking in her seat grimacing like crazy, and she thought she would try to go see if the bathroom was open one more time. As soon as she stood up however she grabbed herself and she said oh shit I'm pissing myself and started cursing a lot and she immediately ran out of the van and finished wetting her pants outside. She looked deeply annoyed and clearly very embarrassed, as you would suspect, but to their credit the guys didn't make fun of the situation and very few people said anything about it. My other coworkers and I by then were both sitting there shaking in our seats, because now it had been close to eight hours since we had had a piss and we could barely sit still because now we were both very clearly desperate in a way that neither of us could really hide. Finally my soft-spoken coworker, who was still holding on with me at about the eight hour mark, perhaps just because we had both seen our other coworker wet herself, and remember she's very soft-spoken barely ever says a word, she's like fuck this and she left the van and started going out in the woods. She didn't say anything more than that and nobody said anything about what she was doing, but a few minutes later she came back looking a lot more relieved and then she sat down next to me again without saying anything else. Now at this point I was ready to go out of my ever loving mind, as you can imagine. I couldn't remember the last time I had ever been so overwhelmingly desperate, and having seen my one coworker wet herself and the other coworker presumably go pop a squat in the woods (I didn't follow her and watch or anything, but you know common sense dictates) all I could think about at that point was pissing. I was seriously tempted to actually just go pull off my pants like I did that first day at work last year, but I vowed that I would never do that again, and I didn't think that I was necessarily on verge of an accident. I mean I had to pee like you can't even freaking imagine, but I didn't feel like I was going to start actually leaking anytime soon. At that moment I was so tightly pressed into the seat that I felt that probably the best option was just stay as still as possible, as that is always the best option when I am in a situation like that, the less movement the better. A couple of more minutes passed and by then I'm getting pretty much ready to scream and I am sitting there with my legs tightly crossed, my hands between my legs, self-consciousness be damned, and given how shy I am that's really saying something, and I am almost ready to give up and just go off with my pants off and go piss in the forest, but just at that moment that's when the other van arrives into the parking lot to pick us up (I realize a lot of people will be disappointed that my salvation happen to arrive at that moment just when I was considering actually going outside, so I guess fate was kind to me at least for one moment). Everybody else gets up really quickly but I pretty much have to hobble over to the other van, because as soon as I sit up wow did I feel it even more. I literally felt like I had a grenade between my legs and I felt like I was pregnant. The fact that I was still recovering from a recent illness didn't make the situation any better. But I sort of hobbled into the back of the other van, and when the driver of the van asked me why I was walking so slow and funny, my coworker who had wet herself said because she hasn't freaking peed all day! I'll admit that was a little bit embarrassing but at the same time it was pretty bold of her to shout that, but I guess she had been through enough and was trying to spare me a similar fate, so it was nice to see her sticking up for me like that. The driver looked rather shocked but she sort of nodded in acknowledgment, that look of recognition that says yes I know the feeling, and we all got in the back of the van. Fortunately the traffic wasn't astonishingly horrible compared to most days and we were actually pretty close to the base this time, but the next 15 minutes were some of the most excruciatingly desperate moments of my life. Every red light I was pretty much digging my fingernails into the upholstery of the seat, and every time we hit a speed bump or something like that I fully admit that I was visibly wincing and breathing heavily. By the time we get back to base it had probably now been about 8 1/2 hours since I had last gone to the bathroom and the second that the van stopped, or even as the van was stopping I was already getting up and basically running through the doors of the base. I seriously ran like a bat out of hell, and I practically crashed into the bathroom door, almost forgetting to open it in the process, and I sort of pushed past the other woman in front of me who was moving towards the toilet and ran into the toilet, slammed my ass down dribbling into my pants and I let loose with the loudest piss that I have ever had in my life. I don't know how long I peed for but it sounded like an elephant pissing or one of those fire hoses that the fire department uses. I ended up having to do more than pee as well, but I won't describe that in graphic detail in case people here are turned off by that aspect. But needless to say I fully cleared house, and by the time I was done going to the bathroom I could feel my body was actually vibrating and sweating all over. My lady parts actually felt visibly softer as they sometimes do after a long hold like that, and I just sort of sat on the toilet catching my breath for a few moments and luckily didn't get too wet. Through some miracle I didn't quite have an accident, but I did get damp, and I think that I can say this is probably the closest I have ever come to having an accident in my life. Unlike a lot of people here I don't enjoy the idea of having accidents, so that is why I would hold on to the point where I am in physical pain before I would even let a single drop come out on its own accord, but this time wow I definitely pushed myself to the absolute limit of my limits. There had been a couple of other days at work where we had been delayed a little while, but I think that this was probably about an hour longer than I had ever gone before. When I finally came out of the bathroom I could see that my other coworker who wet herself was trying to dry off using one of the air dryers, and my other coworker who presumably popped a squat before we left to return to base seemed to have to go again, because you know once you break the seal. After we had all composed yourselves we had sort of like a little bit of a meeting that sort of closes up everything that we have done then says our final goodbyes, and they said that they didn't know if they were going to get funding to come back next year, but that we were all welcome back if they did come back. Again right now it's all up in the air and it will probably be several months before I know if it's ever going to come back, but at any rate this provided a pretty dramatic finale to this whole Odyssey that I never would have predicted coming in like 1 million years. Unlike in my stories in reality it doesn't always conform to the way you want things to go, but reality is always a lot more dramatic when you are the one experiencing it rather than writing a fictional character. Everyone there apologized for the fact that we had to wait so long for another van to come pick us up, and they said that they didn't realize that the bathrooms weren't open. When they asked if they had any recommendations for their organization if they come back in the future we all sort of agreed that they should try to get a bathroom for the van. They sort of smiled and nodded, but at the same time they said that if we have a budget it will probably be a small budget, which is a fancy way of saying if we come back we're probably not going to have fancier vans, although hopefully fancier than this piece of crap that broke down at the moment when we needed it most. At any rate though that was the dramatic grand finale to my long Odyssey of being outdoors during Covid without a bathroom. I have to say it was a pretty good ending from the perspective of a story, but from the perspective of having to live the reality of it I really couldn't have pictured a bigger kick in the pants from the universe, which is surely still laughing at me even now. So there you have it, make of it what you will, I hope you found this entertaining, I am sure that those watching probably it found a lot more entertaining than the people who actually had to live through it. But I know that I will be thinking about this for a very very long time into the future, perhaps the most defining desperate experience of my life. So I hope you enjoyed this, I don't think you're going to see anything like this happen with me ever again, and if you do don't count on me surviving it next time! And now I think that my bladder has earned a very much needed very well earned vacation for the next several months.
    2 points
  16. Don't you hate having to get up to pee in the middle of a good movie? Especially when you can't pause it! ..just be careful not to hold it too long when you've been sucking down a giant fountain soda throughout the film (Another amazing commission of Kyuu from @Satuki_rabbit !)
    2 points
  17. Ok, this is the first time i’m writing in a while. I designed this to be a short project, something made in response to @Jimmy Olsen ‘s request. Hopefully it’ll get the cobwebs dislodged so I can write again. I’m going fairly tame on this all things considered. Anyway, hope you all like it. “Full week, eh.” Sarah said allowed as she read through the contract. “That’s the longest they’ve tested this on a human.” She signed her name as a smile crept across her face. Her hand shook in excitement. She thought, knew, she was lucky. One of the first people to test the Valhalla System out for this long. Far from a bad way to spend a spring break for a game dev major. They even got the beta for a MMO launch title ready for it. She finished filling out her waiver before dropping it off at the front desk and heading back to the room they had set aside her her and a couple other female participants. She looked over seeing two other young women laid down in cushioned beds with visored helmets over their heads. “Damnit, they must have got in before me! I was hoping I’d be the first in, guess that’s what happens when you sleep in.” She grumbled. She stepped behind a changing curtain and stopped her clothes off before changing into a hospital gown with a series of monitors built in, which she reasoned where there to measure vitals. She looked down and cringed as she saw the last thing she needed to put on. She lifted up the bulky white underwear they had provided for her. “Uggg, I know we’ll be under for a while but was this reeeealy necessary? I hope this sensory overwriting works because if I have to feel this between my legs for a week I’ll be pissed.” She chucked her a second as the last word left her mouth. “Literally.” She slid the protective undergarment up her narrow legs up to her butt and pulled the tapes on the sides tight. She let out a annoyed exaltation and walked through the curtain, not bothering to push it aside with her hands. She reclined on the open bed and set the mounted helmet on her head before pressing a button and allowing her body to go limp. She felt a tingling sensation crawl across her body, moving from her toes to the base of her spine and moving from her extremities to the base of her neck. She felt her body going numb as the visor lit up with a pattern of lights displaying a boot up message. Before she could open her mouth, she felt her body drift into what felt like a deep sleep. Once her eyes adjusted, she found herself floating in a black void with a monitor in front of her. “Wow, they weren’t kidding, that was fucking crazy.” She said out loud. She looked at the screen in front of her, examining the information coming into view. Character creation Gender: 🚺 Skin Color: 3 Hair Color: Auburn 12 Physique Settings She looked the character over, it was all in all pretty similar to her. Same pale white skin, same reddish hair, almost identical body proportions, somewhat to her dismay as she usually likes to add a few inches in hight and tone down her waist line. “Looks like our avatars default to looking like we do. Well, time to change that.” She reached over to the top gender slider to swipe it over, only to be greeted with a error message. ”Option disabled during testing phase to avoid bio-synchronicity issues.” ”Bull!” She said with a pout. She made a habit of playing as men in most multiplayer games to avoid some past annoyances related to playing a female avatar, mostly people looking for a internet girlfriend or take the meme of no women existing on the Internet too seriously. “Well, might as well tweak the rest then.” She adjusted her hair color to the most anime shade of cobalt blue available before moving down to body proportions, starting with increasing her height. ”Option disabled during testing phase to avoid-“ ”Oh not this crap again, is there anything I can change!” She moved down through the various sliders, reducing her weight, increasing her tit size to its maximum, and setting as many other sliders to 69 as she possibly could, resulting in a comical monstrosity. “Nice. But really this might get kinda annoying to play as for a week… But I would get a lot of retweets if I play as a 6ix9ine for a week…” She pondered the mater for another few minutes before continuing. “Do it for the memes.” She mumbled before hitting continue. The screen transitioned to a full body shot in a neutral lighting and room with a message displayed before. ”Is this right?” She looked below to a option to make last minute alterations. “On second thought, I can’t post screenshots, no one would believe me. And my back hurts just looking at that… Sorry Twitter, no memes today.” She hit the button below her avatar which brought her a second smaller customizations screen. She hit the button to restore to default, causing it to revert to a black haired girl with a long ponytail. “What the heck?” She looked through the settings to see it had reverted to a different stock character, one that had been used in test footage. She checked the hight, 6’1”, a full 6 inches taller than her. A smile crept across her face. “A glitch me thinks, that’s what happens when you hire a Bethesda programmer.” She looked up to the gender slider again. She hit the button, causing her avatar to swap to a similarly proportioned man. She then her the back button, causing it to revert to the original character creation screen, this time with hight and gender locked in relation to the default male character. ”Well, isn’t this a surprise. We are suppose to find glitches after all, and this is too good a opportunity to pass up.” She worked through the various sliders, remaking her usual MMO avatar, a old OC by the name of Loptyr, a tall blue haired husbando with a swimmers body, scars on his chest, and a massive… Her eyes went wide when she got to the bottom to see a option marked “developer locked settings” She curiously clicked on it to see a list of sliders marked with null values showing a warning marked “invalid data source”. She scrolled through them. “Penis length, width, testicle… why do they need this? It’s probably something that’s supposed to pull off the vitals for the user, probably available because they can’t pull a valid value for them off me. Better set these to default… except this. If i’m gonna to playing a guy, might as well be packing heat. Set that too max.” She hit continue twice, causing the screen to vanish and her body to light up before she blacked out again. She came too leaning on the back of a cart in a wintery landscape. “Hey, you. You’re finally awake.” ”Oh fuck this!” She shouted at the top of her lungs before standing up and falling out of the cart. She smashed a dialog box floating in front of her titled skip tutorial. “Fuck you Tod, and fuck these Skyrim references!” She suddenly found her body flickering in light before being teleported and stumbling into the street. “I’m making note of gross meme necrophilia in my…” her voice trailed off as she looked around. The mountainous winter backdrop from before had been replaced by a shoreside town flanked by a expansive plane and a towering mountain. “Wow, this really does look better than the trailers.” She walked towards a tavern nearby, her balance being slightly thrown off by her new hight and distribution of weight. She stumbled through the tavern doors and sat down. The table had a paper menu sitting near her seat with a ordering UI built in. She ran her finger across it, trying to figure out how to place a order. “How does this work?” She thought to herself. ”You need to bring up the item management UI, then you can interact with hidden UIs in items.” Sarah looked up to see a busty short girl with long black hair, dressed in a set of simple armor that was obvious low level but markedly better than the starting gear everyone else has. “It’s a bit unintuitive, but you get the hang of it.” ”Oh right, the HUD, I knew that.” She swiped her finger to the side, expecting a display to appear. The girl across from her mover the thumb and two front fingers of her left hand into a Y and turned it clockwise. Sarah mimicked the motion, causing a interface to appear in from of her. “Thanks, I-“ ”Skipped the tutorial.” Interrupted the other girl. “You and everyone else, it’s annoying but pretty important.” She extended her hand in a handshake. “You can call me Eeve. What’s your name?” ”Oh it’s… Loptyr.” Sarah said, surprised that the UI didn’t show their user names. “Thanks for the help Eeve.” She took note of how her voice was being filtered to a slightly deeper tone, probably something to do with the settings she haphazardly adjusted before. ”No problem, I’ve been here since late last night, one of the first people to log in. So I’ve been helping people a bit.” Sarah ordered some soda and chips, surprised the starting gold she had didn’t decrease. “Huh, I would have figured they would nickel and dime us.” ”They want to test out of food and drink engine, make sure everything tastes the same for everyone. Plus the feeding tubes they added to the helmet only work when you eat or drink something in game. ”Wait, feeding tubes?” Sarah said with a grimace. ”This system wasn’t made to run this long. Some body systems can’t be overwritten that easy, eating, drinking, and… related systems are still tied to our physical body. So if you’re hungry or thirsty that means you really are.” ”I guess that makes sense.” Sarah said, thinking back to the diaper they made them wear. A NPC waitress brought her the food she ordered, along with some other beverages she clicked on absentmindedly while talking. “So, do they actually purée this food and feed it to us or…” she said while she started drinking the soda, which had a familiar and oddly realistic taste. ”No, it’s just water and a protean shake. The Valhalla overrides our sense of taste. It just can’t cover up hunger or thirst for safety reasons. They will force feed you even you get dehydrated, but tying everything to actual sensations mostly prevents that from happening.” ”Huh, in retrospect I probably should have read the brochure a bit closer.” ”That’s not included, I just know this because my dad works on the project. But it’s probably better not to talk IRL.” ”Yeah, you’re right. Hey, you’re pretty high level for this early in the game. What are the best spots for grinding?” Sarah asked, finishing her soda and starting on a apple cider. She fully intended to at least try everything she had in front of her. ”Oh, this game isn’t that grind friendly in the beta, first quest completion rewards are the fastest way to level. I’ve done every quest in the beta that they’ve turned on at least once, that’s why my level is so-“ she trailed off as her mouth hung open and her head moved around as if there was a synching issue. She coughed and hacked loudly for a few seconds. “That- that’s why you don’t cough want to cough to wait to long to drink anything! They pour a bunch of water in and cough your brain thinks it’s cough drowning!” ”Are you ok!” Sarah yelled. ”I’m fine just, just a little winded. I haven’t had time to sit down and drink anything today so the machine made me!” Eeve said with a unsettlingly calm face. ”Uhhh… that’s good.” Sarah said with a creeped out expression. ”If you want I can help you level up, I’d like to have someone else my level to team up with. You need teams to take on some trial quests.” “That sounds fun!” Sarah said with a smile, downing the last of the drinks she had from before. “Let’s get going, what’s a good starter quest?” ”You have a fire Mage’s starting kit so the water weird is a good bet.” ”Ok, let’s go!” The two of them finished their food before hopping on a pair of riding birds and running for the forest near the edge of town. They hopped off and walked once they got to the tree line. “Let’s follow the river, that leads to the pound where it lives.” Eeve said. Sarah looked around, taking in the smells of the pine trees, the look of the sun filtering through the canopy, and the sound of the brook flowing neat to them. She felt a slight uncomfortable twinge flowing from her lower stomach and a small twitch in her pants as muscles she had never felt before twitched to control the impulses flowing through her. “Yeah, that water is making its way through my system now. Man this feels weird, I’ve never felt quite like… this before. Maybe I should find a tree to square be- Shit!” She thought to herself. “How do guys even… I mean I know how they, but how do they… Ughhh I’ll just have to hold it till I get back and go in the bathroom.” She stumbled along feeling her pants pull tight as muscles she had never used or felt before twitched and pulled against the building tide, like a dam trying to hold against a shifting river. ”Are you ok?” Eeve asked. ”Huh, yeah, why do you ask?” Sarah asked nervously. ”You’re just walking weird, I was making sure everything was fine.” ”Yeah… let’s just kill this thing and head back.” Sarah said as she adjusted her posture to cover up her quickly growing discomfort. The two of them continued until they got to a lake near a loud waterfall crashing down the side of a cliff. They saw a large water snake lashing around its surroundings. “Ok, let’s go.” Eeve yelled as a massive greatsword taller than her body appeared in her hand. She charged in and slashed at the creature. Sarah produced a flaming sword in her hand and shouted a command. “Igni!” A ball of fire erupted from her hands and smashed into the aqueous monster. The battle continued back and forth for a few minutes before the serpentine river lashed out and grabbed Sarah, swimming her into the wall. She yelled out in a dulled pain before Eeve slashed the creature in two, ending it and granted the two of them a generous sum of XP. Sarah fell to the land, feeling her shirt damp from contact with the monster. “Thanks for that, my spacing was sloppy, I should have known it’s reach was that far.” ”It’s fine, let’s just get back, the dangerous stuff spawns at night and it’s getting late.” ”Ok-“ Sarah stood up as another wave of desperation flowed through her. She let out a gasp as the unusual muscles in her crotch stood to attention, trying to stop a burst to her dam. Her hands instinctively rushed for her crotch. ”Are you sure you’re ok?” Eeve asked with the first look of genuine emotion she had given all evening. ”Yeah, just… I think I need to drain my pipes is all.” Sarah said trying to stand straight and disguise her desperation. ”Oh, then just… go. I’ll turn around if you want me to-“ ”No- it’s just… I… well…” Sarah trailed off trying to think of a way to explain her situation. ”Oh… you found that glitch didn’t you, the only that bypasses the gender lock.” ”Oh, you know about that? I thought I was the only one who found it.” Sarah said with a look of embarrassment. ”Yeah, let me help, just drop your pants a little, there’s a tree right there. Eeve said printing to a tall oak she had fallen near. Sarah gulped, realizing that her hopes of holding it till she got back where nonexistent and her chance of holding it until she could get privacy were even worse. Something about playing with different equipment had scrambled her brain and made holding it much more difficult. Had she been in her normal body this would be fine, but she could feel her muscles giving in as they spoke. “Ok, just help me undo this belt, I can’t hold it much longer.” Eeve reached around and undid Sarah’s belt, dropping her pants to her knees. She helped her to the tree and turned around. “Just brace yourself against the tree and pretend i’m not here. Oh, and think of running water.” Sarah put host hands against the tree, slowing a stream to shoot from her unfamiliar virtual manhood. The stream quickly went haywire, splashing against her legs and pants. She quickly stanched the flow, causing a small pain to shoot from her new penis. “Ow, ow, why does it hurt! And how do I stop it from splashing?” ”You're suppose to hold it, hold it with your other hand and aim.” Eeve said as she looked around. ”Oh, right. Sorry.” Sarah wrapped her hand around her impressively long member and exhaled as the stream resumed, staining the side of the tree with clear urine that had been brewing inside her for the past few hours. “Ahhhhhh. Thanks. That feels so much better. Hey I know we aren’t suppose to discuss IRL but do you have a little brother or some-“ Her monologue cut off as she looked behind her to see Eeve grabbing her crotch and bouncing up and down in a familiar potty dance. “Listen can you repay the favor, this is the first time I’ve had to pee since I got here and I have no idea how this works…” She said in a pitiful whimper. “I think it’s about to come out.” Part 1/2
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  18. This legitimately happened to me a few days ago. I'm a 26 year old female, 5'0, and currently halfway through my master's program which I complete online. I had a huge, comprehensive exam a few days ago that I've been studying nonstop for and truly just losing my mind (it was 175 questions that were long/scenario-based and we had four hours to complete it). The morning of my exam, I was pounding coffee and water not thinking much of it. I was definitely taking MANY bathroom breaks so it should have been a cue to stop drinking so many liquids... but of course I just kept going. So it's finally time to take my exam, I take one last potty break and sit down to sign on. Since my program is completed online, there is a third party company that signs on remotely to your desktop to make sure that you're not clicking on other tabs, there's no other display, etc. basically to stop you from cheating. They also watch you through a webcam the entire time to make sure you're not getting up or looking at your phone. I've taken several exams and so far have had no issues. This proctor in particular was having technical challenges and took FORTY MINUTES to get me signed onto my exam!!! At this point I was feeling fine, probably because my adrenaline was going as I was gearing up to take the exam. I finally get logged on, but around question 30 my bladder is already signaling for me to go pee. Of course I ignore it and keep going, I think "it'll be fine, I just need to get through this test and I'll be fine". It was not fine 😞 My bladder was filling up FAST and it's starting to take my attention away from the test. I'm definitely getting worried, but I know I can't stop and have to finish. I start shifting around in my seat, squeezing my legs, tapping my fingers, literally anything to take the pressure off my bladder. Around question 100, it's becoming painful and I'm trying sooo hard not to have an accident. I'm holding myself at this point while reading my questions as fast as possible. At question 109, I leak a little into my panties to see if it will help and it doesn't, I'm just becoming more desperate. At question 112, a little more jets out... but I can't stop myself this time. My face is burning up, I'm literally feeling so embarrassed but I couldn't stop peeing no matter how hard I tried to hold myself. I just kept helplessly wetting myself until my pants were completely soaked and a puddle was on my floor. As soon as I finished my test, I cleaned myself up and couldn't believe I just had an actually real accident 😮 Anyway, that's my story! Hope everyone enjoyed. And if anyone is wondering, I still passed my exam with the 2nd highest score in my cohort 😉
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  19. 16,591 downloads

    Part 3 Very random assortment of videos of varying length, quality, frame rate, frame size, lots of wetting, some sex (warning: nudity obviously) other randomness... hopefully no duplicates but apologize if any slipped through... hopefully few re-posts as well but I'm sure there are a few... should be something for everyone hopefully
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  20. Hey I have 3 experiences to share from last few weeks. Only once was a diaper involved but the other two stories share acceptance and tease with my wife. the first story is an introduction and pretty short. We had a quiet evening at home with some drinks and great talks about life and us. We went to bed and continued talking. later in the next morning my wife asked if I wore a diaper to bed as she thought I was doing something funky under the sheets while she was drifting off. I keep a diaper, Abena M4, in my lower bedside drawer for quick access. I sadly was not and when I asked if she checked, this time she did not as she was sleepy. We went back and forth a few times and I ended with I will wear a diaper soon and she will have to catch me then A week or so later we were able to get a babysitter and go out for dinner. I was home first from work and positioned a diaper on the middle floor that I could sneak on while she was in a shower. What a thrill to be wearing again and a great evening ahead. we had a couple of drinks before we went out and my wife took road wine. We got to the restaurant and sat in the car while she finished her drink ending with the start of a little buzz. with kids we do not get out much so we were dressed up with wife wearing nice dress and shoes and a new long coat. during dinner we had a bottle of wine and the water on the table was always being refilled. I was drinking both, as driving and looking to fill diaper when I could. During dinner my wife went to the bathroom and I was growing closer, my smile getting bigger too as I didn’t have to get up from dinner to pee. dinner continued and I released as I the urge came with no big wetting. At the end of dinner my wife said she had to pee and as she started to walk she asked if I had to go. I said now and zipped up my jacket not making eye contact by very much aware of the face she made. I waited for her outside the bathroom and she had the start of a drunk walk in heels. As we got closer to the car she through me around started kissing me and as she spoke in to my ear “how wet are you” she took a deep grab of my crotch and could feel the results of my release walking to the car. She asked me to feel how wet she was. She wasn’t wearing underwear after taking them off in the bathroom before walking to the car. I was very wet, heavily padded and rock hard, it was a difficult maneuver positioning myself behind the wheel. I came home and changed in to my favourite sweat pants which only show the growing bulge more. We didn’t talk about it through the movie as we Config her to drink. She did one poke, a smile and a kiss. this morning lying in bed she asked me to jump out of bed. I wasn’t sure what was going on so was reluctant and she continued to push, I jumped out and she was disappointed that I was only in boxers. She thought she had caught me with hearing crinkling in the night and she becamE more convinced when she tried to grab my butt to check and I rolled quickly. Likely a result of cold air with sheets being lifted. this evening we joked and she said that I have got myself in to a position that she has to check now. these are positive for me and show a ver accepting wife who is very successful, hardworking and truely amazing. I asked her to pad up for me again some time and she said she would. Today she chose to wear the yoga pants she first wet in for me. I am going to wear tomorrow for a bit of fun
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  21. View File Hot New IFMS Squirting Video🔥💦 To describe this as a squirting video would be to do a disservice to the amount of liquid that floods out of this lovely lady's body. She completely empties her bladder while masturbating in a beautiful and compelling video that one comes to expect from IFMS. They make great content, so please support them. Enjoy and have a great weekend! Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 10/15/2021 Category Female  
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  22. Found these on a app called whisper and I’m wondering what video they are from looks interesting
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  23. I too miss the statuses. Yeah, not all of them! But they can be interesting, lead to interactions and even give me a place to put my terrible joke of the day where you ALL have to read it 🤣
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  24. Chapter 129 Megan Tuesday morning I leave the younger kids with Theresa while I walk to the McGintley’s. I don’t need the sat nav to get to Chelsea’s school any more and since Liz never mentioned keeping the van all day I drive back to her house, park it outside, hand in the keys, then walk home. The boys are at school, dad at work, and Theresa is in the kitchen mopping the floor with Yasmin in her high chair when I get back. Theresa offers to go grocery shopping and I write her a long list of things we need. I tell her to leave Yasmin with me and I glance at dad’s note on the notice board to see who is due to visit mam today. Theresa is down for this afternoon. Dad has scored out the previous visiting times from the high dependency and replaced them with the new times for the ward. 2 until 3pm visiting will mean no-one is home again for the boys so I text Liz to check if it’s ok to bring Yasmin and pick my brothers up again this afternoon before getting Chelsea. Remembering the state both of my brothers were in yesterday makes me realise that this current arrangement isn’t sustainable long term, though it also makes me think fondly of Liam and a casual remark he mentioned days ago about always being bursting to pee after work. Seeing my brothers desperate isn’t in any way something I enjoy but the thought of my boyfriend bursting is immensely pleasing indeed. After Liz replies saying that getting the boys first is fine I call Liam to see how he is. When he doesn’t answer I sort Yasmin and get on with some things in the house. I’d text him three times this morning before he replied so I just assume he’s busy today. With Theresa and dad both working full time and the boys at school I realise just how much needs done at home just to keep the house in order. I always did more than my fair share but now even the little mam did do is down to me too. It’s a struggle at times working around Yasmin as she cries every time I leave her, something she never seemed to do before. The being passed from one person to another is clearly starting to affect her. Lilly calls to say that mam was settled in the ward when she went this morning but not talking at all. It’s now almost a week since she took way too many tablets and still no-one knows why. I wonder if we ever will find out. Theresa returns just after I have make lunch for Yasmin and have a coffee and a packet of crisps myself. I help her put the groceries away as she moans at how much it all cost and how overpriced the taxi home was too. She’s even grumpier when I remind her I have work tonight. “I’ve just done all the shopping! I’m not cooking for everyone too. It’s meant to be my day off!” I look over at Yasmin and roll my eyes even though she clearly doesn’t understand. “I’ll cook tea don’t worry. Oh and all your clothes are washed, dried and put away. Your uniforms are in your second drawer where I know you keep them and I’ve hoovered upstairs and cleaned the bathroom. I’d even have done the shopping had I had the cash. “I’ve kept the receipt for dad. There’s no way I’m being out all this. Honestly Meg the stuff you put on that list!” We’re still putting tins, frozen food and fresh items away as I look at what’s in my hand. “This is just essentials too, and that’s with just 6 of us in the house. Heaven only knows how much it cost when there were 11 here when we were younger!” As she empties the final bag with toilet rolls and other stuff for the bathroom I hear my sister sigh. “Do you ever think about moving out Meg?” “Sometimes. You?” “Don’t tell dad yet will you but something’s came up at work. The couple that own the home are opening a new home out Belfast way and I’ve been approached about being a team leader there. It would be too much travelling to stay here but the wages are much better. I’ve been looking at my options and even mentioned to mam the night I shared chips with her, but then mam took sick and it didn’t feel right to mention it again. I was planning to take the train to Belfast today to view some places but now I need to visit mam, look after the boys while you work and I had to spend all my money on this lot! Even if dad gives me a cheque I won’t get the money back for a full week. Brendon is expecting an answer about the position by the end of the week too!” “I had no idea.” “I’m nearly 24 Megan. It’s time I moved out. Mam isn’t going to get better. We both know that. The hospital will get her stable, tweak her meds a bit, then send her home and leave her again. It’s not her fault but I can’t just turn this down. It’s such a great opportunity.” “You need to do what’s right for you.” “I do. Maybe I’ll even meet someone one day too. I can only hope eh.” I open the fridge and get some sausages and start frying them while my sister puts the kettle on. “I thought you’d had lunch?” “I just had a packet of crisps but this is for dinner. I’ll stick them in the slow cooker with some casserole sauce and veg because I need to take the boys with me to Chelsea’s school again because dad won’t be home and you’ll be at the hospital and by the time I get back I’ll only have an hour before I need to leave again. Don’t worry about the baths and stuff. I’ll do all that when I get back.” She sits down looking at Yasmin in her high chair. “Thank goodness! You’re cute little one but you sure scream when you get that lovely hair of yours washed don’t you?” “She’s not been a happy bunny today with me cleaning. Ending up having to have her with me in every room I went to. Hopefully she’s ok in the van later. She’s probably missing mam.” “She’s not the only one.”
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  25. View File MissPiss - Desperate Situation Misspiss desperately pees in the bathtub while hiding from the cops. Submitter Rgomes501 Submitted 10/17/2021 Category Female  
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  26. From the album: OmutsuSama´s Omorashi/ABDL Art

    Let me introduce Deborah: Our lady is a passionated sport girl, who is obsessed with the bodybuilding lifestyle. She works at a sportcenter as personal trainer and she usually ranks quiet well on professional fitness contests. But now she finds herself surprised but some unexpected "side effects" from the anabolic steriods she´s been taking to help build her muscles. Is she going to resign the anabolics pills in order to recover from her sudden incontinence, or would she rather pay the price in order to keep her precious muscles perfectly built? You´ll find it in next illustrations.
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  27. Chapter 128 Liam I’m so pissed off after the call from my so called sister that I leave Flavius alone in the flat and take myself a walk down the sea front. Leaning against the high wall in the dark listening to the sea I take deep breaths of the sea air and let my lungs fill freely. It looks and feels so different in the dark of late evening as I squint in the dim street lights and make my way down onto the rocks. It crosses my mind briefly that I could slip and fall and be trapped all night but I carry on regardless until my body feels exhausted then I sit staring into the bleakness for ages wishing the sea could swallow me up. My own mum doesn’t want me and is so ashamed of me she couldn’t even tell her husband and daughter I even existed. The aunt she left me with has now died. There’s a police case with my name on it that could see me arrested any day if Lauren Bennett says the word, and if anything happened to me I wouldn’t even be missed at work. Shaun can easily find another mug to pick up litter. It’s not as if it’s even a difficult job! And now if my mum dies too it will all be my fault for not donating my kidney! 31: the exact same age as Gareth, but with nothing to show for it like he has. No marriage or kids or career or even a fucking car! If only I could call aunt Ella. She loved me even when no-one else ever did. I’m shivering with cold, tired, and so lonely as I sit on a freezing damp rock in the pitch dark sliding my foot on some stray seaweed. One slip is all it would take. No-one would care. No-one would even know… I jump and almost fall accidentally when my phone vibrates in my pocket. Through tears of frustration and distress I read the simple three words then take another deep breath of fresh sea air. I can’t do this to Megan. Megan, thank God for Megan. I carefully climb up to the main road and make my way back to my flat where surprisingly Flavius is still awake despite it being past midnight. On seeing me he stands up from the armchair and places a firm arm on my shoulder making me shake as I have an instant flashback to doing the same reassuring comforting gesture to Megan the very first day I met her in the launderette after her accident. I wish I could tell Flavius about my aunt. I wish I could talk to him about so much. I sigh, smile wearily at him then go to the bathroom and splash cold water on my face before heading to bed. I don’t sleep much at all and get up every bit as tired as I went to bed. Flavius makes me breakfast and hands me my mobile covering his ears mockingly as if to convey that I’ve either missed a call or it’s been beeping with messages. Staring at the screen I realise it’s the latter with three messages from Megan alone. I text her a quick, ‘sorry Flavius was here last night. Talk soon. Love you x’ and hope that’s enough as my head aches with grief and exhaustion and dehydration. I drink the milky coffee my foreign house mate made me and eat the fried egg on toast. It wouldn’t have been my choice of breakfasts today but my body accepts it gratefully anyway. I push my plate aside when empty and rest my head on my dining table wondering how on earth I get through another day.
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  28. Some doodles I drew traditionally since I wasn't really up to busting out the drawing tablet. Hope you like them nonetheless 🎃
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  29. It was unintentional because I was at the breaking point. That was a true accidental leak
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  30. Hate to be the one to say this, but this is fairly obviously in violation of our guidelines, because she's doing it right in front of other members of the public.....
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  31. @scinosensation that would be cute! I had let some leak out a lil bit. just a leak close.mp4 I might maybe make it 30 more mins.
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  32. puddle1.mp4 I made the first video because I was washing dishes and the laundry was going.all I could hear was water every where. I had drank coffee and 2 bottles of water. My hands were in water and it was just too much. I did try to fight then I was like I might as well enjoy it. I have to mop anyways. I made such a puddle my feet where splashing in it. I had a lil bit left and was curious to see what my floor saw..so I wet threw my panties again. 😅 It was alot if fun. My pussy is incredibly wet now 20211008_154150_1.mp4 My upskirt pee turned the video off. My pee stream is strong lol
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  33. More proof that the gods are sadistic perverts too 😳 Who closes the bathrooms for cleaning at lunch time when I'm the only fucking person in this damn place?! If I didn't know better I would suspect SOMEBODY I know of paying the cleaning crew off. Grrrrr
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  34. I don't write female desperation but I think it would be really fun to have a 1940s film noir fic. A dynamite femme fatale sets out to seduce the gumshoe who's investigating her role in her husband's mysterious death. She's wearing a stunning silk dress or a bespoke suit with big shoulders and a pencil skirt, and underneath it her best lingerie (black stockings and garters, tight girdle, cone bra, lace panties.) But the hot dame makes a few miscalculations on the way to his office, and ends up having to perform her whole "we're not so different, you and I" routine with a bursting bladder! If the Private Eye discovers her predicament, he would have every reason to use it to torment her for information. But perhaps the sight of pee running down her gorgeous gams would have effects on him that neither of them could have predicted...
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  35. I don't know, but this is the first romper wetting I've seen on here. Most people here wet pants, shorts, panties, dresses, etc. Which I still love to see, of course. Pajama pants and snowpants seem rarer too but I've seen a bit of those lately. (And you do get that I mean it's rare to see people wet them on this site, rather than them being rare in general)
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  36. I truly don't expect more. It's my way of expressing just how much I loved the story 🙂
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  37. Didn't quite make it home the other night 😅 (picture)
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  38. For me what comes to mind is my commute home. Between work and my arrival home, its basically a guarantee that I need to pee, but I often put it off until I get home on purpose. I do this for two reasons. 1. I'm lazy. 2. On Tuesdays and Thursdays specifically I don't drive myself in, I carpool in with a friend of mine who I'm on the route of that day. They aren't still around when my shift ends, so I take the bus home. The kicker is, if I do not get on that bus essentially the moment my shift ends, I need to wait another hour, so it becomes a choice between peeing or bus. To this day (because come on, omo enthusiast) I have never missed the bus to take a pee. This has backfired on me exactly once, where I latchkeyed really hard trying to get into my apartment. That was a day I prooobably should have taken the pee. But it only resulted in some leaks, so maybe not.
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  39. Three Wishes

    I would just want a gf who is into omo, the other 2 wishes I'll pass to someone else
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  40. Another long one. I left the beginning in bc you can hear my desperation as well as my reaction to my old frenemy, the speed bump. You can fast forward to about 2:05 if you want to jump to the JUICY bits. Seriously people, speed bumps: they feel like an orgasm but wreck your suspension. Priorities.... Was on a long drive and had to GO. The only gas station I knew of in the area was closed. Permanently. I chalked it up to another covid business casualty. So, as I was now off the main drag I turned into a development thinking there's gotta be like a bush or something I can hide behind. I had no idea idea how vast the complex was and got lost on my way in and out. That was incredibly frustrating but it served my purpose well in the long run. Eventually I just had to pull over because it was either piss myself in front of the landscapers or ruin the leather seats in my new car. I had to strip down after this and continue my drive completely bare assed on the leather because my little black denim dress barely covers my fat ass when standing. Sitting down it rode up completely. Those shoes are dishwasher and washing machine safe. They are a godsend for a pissy gal on the go 😘. ( Most of my videos that I've posted up until now are sort of a third person voyeuristic distance shot of me having public accidents. But I don't always have the time or desire to line something up up. When nature calls you just gotta make the best of it. Do you like this style too?) InShot_20210727_171354610.mp4
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  41. No pee break for her! I would love to play with her for hours to see her bladder growing. Her swollen belly is so absolutely sexy. Great picture.
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  43. This incident happened nearly two years ago - one of the most amazing experiences I had ever came to watching an experience up-close. Brace yourself, for this is a long story. My best friend is a pretty attractive guy. He’s rather tall, standing at a towering 185cm, and of average build - closer to a skinny one. His personality is close to your typical soft shy-boy from a Korean drama. I would admit that I had a slight crush, or rather, attraction towards him at that time and it had only amplified after this incident. We had been out studying together for a few hours at a small café pretty far away from the city and he ordered a few coffees to keep himself hydrated and focused, while I was not allowed to drink any due to health concerns. Well, I’m sure you can guess where this is going - five hours with five cups of coffee, and caffeine has an insane diuretic effect for him. He started to show initial signs of needing the toilet two hours in, but I guess he had assumed that he could wait. After five hours, I could tell that it had really gotten to him. He couldn’t stay still, face insanely red, hands shaking, legs crossed tightly, and sweating crazily. He was obviously close to his limit. “Hey, do you need to go to the washroom or something?” I asked him. He nodded and approached the staff to ask for a restroom. However, after a few minutes, he came back dejected and with tears almost welling in his eyes. “What’s the matter? Why didn’t you go?” I asked. “The customer’s restroom is broken and we’re not allowed to use the staff’s - it’s for hygiene.” he mumbled, tears clearly on the brink of falling from his eyes. I then suggested that we leave and find a nearby restroom. After asking for directions from the staff, who did not know of the directions to the nearest restroom, my best friend gave up and suggested going to the city to relieve himself, since it was only 15 minutes or so away. He was really certain that he’d make it. I suppose at this point in time, I should add in a little bit of context. He was a really shy guy and would never, ever show any kind of need for something as private - as personal as needing to use the washroom. This meant that his need, at this moment, was literally insane to show it this openly to me. We quickly packed up our things and thanked the staff, and walked quickly towards the nearby bus-stop. On the way there, he was so, so desperate that he had to stop a few times to bend down, hands on his thighs and squeeze his legs together. ”Hey, you’re going to make it, okay?” I reassured him, although deep down I knew a part of me, though evil, wanted to say, please don’t make it. He could hardly look me in the eye, but once we made eye contact, it felt like he had gained the strength to carry on. We eventually reached the bus-stop where he immediately sat down and he buried his face in his hands. ”God, Ariae. I’m so sorry you have to see me like this - I really didn’t know their washrooms were closed. I’m sorry for ruining the day.” My heart melted instantly. He was so pure and apologetic for such a human need and I almost cursed myself for silently hoping that he would not have made it. I reached out for his arm to assure him that it was all okay, noticing how cold and shaken he was. Five minutes passed. Ten minutes passed. We had waited in silence for the bus who was scheduled to come by every twenty minutes due to how remote it was - it seemed that we were unlucky enough to miss the previous bus. “How much do you need to go?” I couldn’t resist myself asking. ”I’m.. I don’t know, Ariae. I’ve never been this urgent in my life. I don’t know why I didn’t decide to go sooner. I don’t even think I can hold on until the bus comes.” I wrapped my arms around his cold body and reassured him that the bus would come anytime soon. Sure enough, as miracles do, a bus came by just two minutes after that. Though happy for my friend, I was silently disappointed. He struggled to even get up, knees tight together as he tried to act as normal as he could while entering the bus, though it was obvious everyone had their eyes on him. His face turned redder than I’d ever seen him. It seemed that lady luck was not on our side as the bus was insanely crowded - having the time been just past 6.30pm where everyone was on the way home after a long day of work. The bus was both crowded and seatless, leaving my poor friend standing and legs tightly crossed. I was sure that everyone on the bus, hoping for something exciting to happen that they could tell their family about as they went home, was secretly wishing to see him wet himself. The bumpy ride home seemed to take hours. I linked my arms with his to make sure he stayed balanced as his other hand was on his thighs, itching to just grab his crotch and hold it better. Almost ten minutes had passed, he was shaking so hard that I almost wanted to hug him. At long, long, long last, we had finally reached the nearest bus-stop to our house. ”That.. was not fifteen minutes.” I muttered, trying to make a quick joke to cheer him up. ”Ariae... god, I really, really have to pee. I don’t think I can hold it anymore. I’m about to wet myself.” I glanced over at him. For someone as shy as him, finally gaining the courage to grab onto his crotch meant that he was quite literally minutes away from completely losing it all. My heart wrenched at the sight of him. ”Come on, my house is just a short walk away. You’ll make it, okay?” “Mm.” he mumbled in reply. Every two seconds, he had to stop to grab himself tightly before continuing. After four minutes of agony, I heard a soft gasp. ”Oh my god.” a small wet spot appeared on his light-blue jeans and appeared to grow bigger for a few seconds. ”Oh my god. I can’t hold it anymore, I have to pee, right now.” he gasped. “No, no. Just a few steps away. You can make it.” I made a last-ditch attempt to reassure him. He then hobbled the last two minutes before finally stopping at the lobby and his wet patch grew even bigger. The glistening wet patch shone brightly in the sunset as those passing by glanced. ”I have to go now, Ariae.” The lift seemed to take a billion years to reach our floor, and his ever-growing wet patch seemed to get bigger slowly and slowly by the second. At long, long, last, we had made it inside the elevator when I heard a gasp. ”Ariae. I’m sorry. I can’t hold it anymore. I’m peeing myself.” I watched as my best friend losing control, grab his crotch tightly, desperately, knees buckled, trying to save himself from humiliation while fresh, golden urine poured out of his hands and his jeans onto the floor rapidly, glistening under the light of the elevator. Complete silence throughout the elevator - except the soft whispering repeating “please stop”, the soft hissing of his urine pouring out of his penis and the loud splash on the elevator floor. Even as we had reached my floor, he hasn’t stopped wetting himself until minutes after when the trickle had finally died down, but not the ones pouring from his eyes. “Hey, it’s okay. Accidents happen. Let’s get you changed and we can take a much-needed nap.” I reassured him, smoothing through his disheveled hair and wiping the tears off his beautiful face. Since that incident, I had never seen him drink even a single cup of coffee anymore.
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  44. A birthday gift for @Chevrolet ❤️
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  45. Well, there was Porky Pig in Space Jam where he says "I wet myself" after one of the Monstars says "Boo", but as he wasn't wearing any pants I'm not sure if that counts. I wasn't fighting my fetish as hard back then (despite still keeping it secret) so despite him being male it did give me something to think about and fuel for my fantasies. Actually, I think the first time I might've even seen any wetness or pee onscreen was Eliza in Family Guy, which I was shocked that they did that to a female character (though not one I'd fetishize) and also showed me the female urethra is at the front and not the back as I had initially believed. Before Family Guy too I could've sworn there was an instance in Digimon - again, female, despite how I used to think shows only played it with males - where Mimi says "I still have to go to the little girl's room", and Izzy says "You don't really, you just think you have to" and Mimi say "I hope you're right, cause-" and then Matt or someone cuts her off and asks something else. I couldn't shake the feeling this means she wet herself (or at least her digital self) but it also crossed my mind at the time that I misinterpreted that due to my fetish for it.
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  46. Almost a year later, my muse is back, so I decided I'd continue this story! Sorry for the letdown when I stopped before, unfortunately my urge to write is really fickle. But hey, enjoy the new chapter! ________________________________________________ The next morning, Colette awoke to the warm sunlight shining in through the old glass window, the smell of salt in the air, the sounds of seabirds calling and the busy townspeople, and a strange wetness surrounding her. She sat up in bed, and quickly realized that she was sitting in a huge puddle of her own urine. Throwing off her blanket, she stood up. Her silk nightdress was sopping wet, and clung to her skin, and the bedsheets were soaked and stained. Her first thought was utter shame and horror - she hadn't wet the bed since she was a little girl, and couldn't believe she'd done it now. A few seconds later, she remembered Hxia, and realized that the pesky sprite must have gone to the bathroom without waking her up. Her eyes narrowed angrily, and she went into the bathroom to confront her, except Hxia wasn't there. Colette heard a little yawn from behind her, and turned around to see that Hxia was in fact still asleep in bed. She stepped over to the other girl and pulled off the bedsheets, and sure enough, the sprite was also soaked to the skin in pee. It was obvious that she was the one responsible, since Colette would never do something as childish as wetting the bed. Of course, due to their unfortunate predicament, if Hxia had a bedwetting problem, then she would be forced to live with it too. Groaning in frustration, the sorceress nudged the sprite awake. "Hey, Hxia, get up. You made a mess of yourself, and by extension, me." Hxia rolled over and slowly opened her eyes, seeming somewhat confused. "Wha...?" "You wet yourself, and you made me do it too. Just look!" Hxia sat up and gazed down at her soaked form, and turned as red as a tomato as she glared at Colette. "I DID NOT!" she exclaimed. "You're just blaming it on me because you think you're so much better than me! I've never done this in my entire life, except that time when you made me! How dare you accuse me of having no control over myself! I'll have you know-" "Okay, okay, okay." Colette interrupted. "I'm sorry, I take full responsibility, just stop whining. Let's just calm down and get ourselves changed." At that point, there came a knock on the door. "Excuse me! I've got a message for Lady Arshiel!" Colette and Hxia exchanged a quick glance. Both girls were dripping with their own urine, and answering the door wasn't something either of them wanted to do in their current state. "Lady Arshiel?" "C-coming!" Colette rushed to her pack and threw on a long coat, which almost covered her nightgown and made the fact that she had wet herself mostly unnoticeable. Hopefully, the messenger wouldn't notice. She flung open the door, putting on a hasty smile. "Hello, sorry!" she exclaimed. "You said you had a message?" "Yes, milady, from the Duke." Colette's eyes widened. The Duke of Seagate was a busy man. It wasn't every day you got contacted by the leader of a town. "From the Duke?" she asked again in surprise. "Yes, milord requests your presence at a banquet this evening, as a means of rewarding your skillfull capture of the wanted thief Gregar Claine. He would be honored should you choose to attend." Colette remembered the man who had attempted to rob her, and the bewildered look on his face when she had encased him from head to toe in magical ice. "Of course." she answered. "Tell the Duke I'll be there, and offer him my many thanks." The messenger nodded briefly, bowed, and then shut the door. As soon as it clicked into place, Hxia burst into excited squeals and began dancing around the room. "A banquet, a banquet!" she cried gleefully. "Good food, good food! I'm so excited!" She rushed forward and wrapped her arms around Colette, happily bouncing up and down. "Hey, stop, you're still wet, and you're going to ruin my coat, too!" the mage said, pushing the sprite away. "Give me your clothes, I'll have to wash them again if you want to go out anywhere tonight." --- Later that evening, Colette, dressed in the fanciest gown she had in her possession, and Hxia, clad as usual in her amber dress, arrived at Seagate Castle. Important folk from all around had gathered in the main hall, lining up to enter the dining hall. The wonderful aroma of expensive food drifted through the air, and Colette actually had to tell Hxia to stop salivating all over herself. Colette was used to this kind of thing; she came from a noble family and was often required to attend royal parties for political reasons. At least this time, she was invited for her heroism. As she approached the entrance to the dining hall, she was stopped by a guard, who quickly found her name on a list, and allowed her entry. Hxia, however, was met with much more suspicion. "Who are you? You don't look like a guest." "T-that's... my... s-sister!" Colette hurriedly came up with. At no point had she assumed that Hxia would be refused entry, and suddenly, she feared that they would be separated. If Hxia wasn't allowed to wait just outside the door, then the consequences would be absolutely disastrous for the both of them. The little sprite's expression mirrored Colette's, clearly she was thinking the same thing. "I see. Unfortunately, she will have to wait outside. The Duke wishes to maintain a careful control of his company, and bratty children do not make for ideal banquet guests." "Who are you calling bratty, you pretentious pile of dung!?" Hxia exclaimed indignantly, looking about ready to punch the guard. Colette had to restrain her. "Well, if she must." she said. "Dear sister, be good and wait outside, and don't get up to any mischief while I'm gone, alright?" Colette was beginning to hold up the guests, so she hurriedly disappeared into the banquet hall as the sprite watched with a defeated expression. Oh, she had a terrible, terrible feeling about this. --- Hxia was miserable. The little bladder sprite sat slumped against the wall, idly playing with her fingers. The banquet had begun twenty minutes ago, and she was hungry, bored out of her mind, and had to pee slightly, and had no way of asking Colette's permission, since the sorceress was having so much fun eating her exquisite meal with the pompous aristocracy. Oh, how she longed to be in there, surrounded by delectable food and drink... Drink. The wine must have been good, because Colette was evidently having a lot of it. She could feel herself becoming fuller as the minutes passed. She couldn't ignore it now, she needed a bit of relief. Colette, having fun, probably wouldn't notice such a need, but Hxia had nothing else to occupy her mind with, and was shifting uncomfortably. She was tempted to just go to the privy on the other side of the room and have a quick pee, and vent her frustration by humiliating Colette in front of the Duke's ensemble, but something stopped her. It wasn't common decency, no, normally Hxia would have loved nothing more than to humiliate Colette in this sort of situation. No, the reason she wasn't going was because... she kind of liked it. Mentally admitting that made her feel kind of weird. What kind of gross weirdo liked holding in their pee? ...She did, apparently. She looked down, lifted up her dress slightly, and placed a hand on her belly, over her bladder, feeling how hard and sensitive it was. She shuddered a little. For some reason, having to go made her feel a little shaky and excited, especially knowing that Colette had to go too. Her hand moved down, gliding over her panties. To her surprise, she was already wet, but she was nowhere near desperate enough to have started leaking yet. Regardless, it felt good. Adventurous and exciting thoughts began to fill her head. She wanted to do more, to experiment further, but not with the guards in the room. She stood up, made her way over to the privy, entered and locked herself in. --- Colette had finished what had probably been the best meal she'd had in a while, and was feeling slighty woozy from the expensive wine. She had been eagerly discussing her recent victory against a clan of necromancers that sought to resurrect an ancient giant, to the awe of her audience. (She was a lot less modest when drunk.) However, she had also been ignoring a rather pressing urge to pee, and had to excuse herself when she felt more of the wine hit her. She gazed around quickly to spot Hxia, but to her confusion, the little sprite was nowhere to be found. She turned towards the privy, and to her horror, saw the door shut. She ran over to it and pounded on the door. "Hxia, you little mischievous bitch! Open this door right now." The door did not open. Colette gave it another few hard knocks. "I said open it. This is not the time for your stupid pranks! Do you think I can wet myself here? I'll become the laughingstock of the entire city!" --- Hxia was breathing heavily. This was just one of her typical pranks, it shouldn't have felt like this. And yet it did. Her full bladder, the idea of Colette's equally full bladder, the thought of being able to make the human wet herself whenever she chose... The exciting feeling was crawling all over her entire body. She reached a shaky hand into her pocket and withdrew one of her little blue diuretic potions. Popping the cork out, she downed the contents of the vial. She said nothing in response to Colette's questions, only smiled in satisfaction. --- "UGH." Colette exclaimed in frustration, giving one last feeble pound on the door, before she gave up and made her way back to the table. She'd be holding it, it seemed. She had to go badly, but she could definitely make it another hour or so before- All of a sudden, Colette felt as if a bomb had dropped into her bladder. She doubled over and gasped as a small spurt of urine escaped into her undergarments. The entire table was staring at her. She straightened herself up and smiled, even though her poor bladder was screaming. "Sorry, I believe I ate a little too much, is all. I blame the absolutely delicious food you've prepared, my lord. I'm fine, don't worry. The table seemed to accept her excuse. Colette took her seat, and as soon as she was hidden beneath the tablecloth, jammed her hand into her crotch and squeezed herself as tightly as she could. What was with these sudden huge surges in desperation she'd been experiencing lately? She had no idea what to do. She felt as if she'd soak herself if she even tried to move. "Oh, I almost forgot," said the Duke, "I managed to procure this bottle of Year 582 Mountainside Vineyards at a market in Port Heming a few months ago. I was saving it for a special occasion, and I'm simply dying to taste it, so do sample it with me." Had she not been in public, Colette would have cried. --- Hxia sat on the basin, her undergarments around her ankles, her dress hiked up to her waist. The potion had taken effect quickly, and the effort required to contain the huge amount of liquid in her tiny little bladder was extraordinary. She massaged herself with her fingers, feeling the dampness in her nether regions, squirming in a mixture of extreme desperation and intense pleasure. This was one of the most unfamiliar sensations she'd ever felt, but also one of the most extraordinary. Her body rocked back and forth as she played with herself, every little move sending out another tiny spurt of urine. She was moaning quietly now, unable to contain herself. Everything felt too good. She imagined Colette experiencing the same level of desperation, leaking and spurting and grabbing herself in front of everybody else. The thought was too much for Hxia. The feeling in her began to rise in an enormous crescendo, and she began to move her hands faster and faster. Excitement overcame her, and she floated in ecstasy for a few seconds before her body tightened and her bladder exploded. Urine surged out of her with a deafening hiss, filling her hands and splattering into the basin. She moaned in pleasure, continuing to feebly stroke herself as a waterfall of pressure left her. Eventually, she was left sitting on the filled basin, drenched in sweat, panting. --- Colette gripped the wine glass in her hand so hard a few cracks appeared. Her entire body tightened. She quickly stood up, but found herself unable to move. Her bladder felt as heavy as her travel pack. Every pair of eyes in the room was on her, and her face was flushed in shame. She was shaking and sobbing in sheer desperation, no longer able to control her body. "L-lady Arshiel!" the Duke exclaimed. "Are you alright!? What's the matter!?" The dam burst. Colette leaned forward, gave a massive single sob, and began to completely flood her clothes, hot urine splattering her gown all over. The banquet guests gasped and stared as Colette began to convulse and cry. She had been so desperate that even the relief was painful. It seemed to go on for a minute, and when her stream finally dribbled to a stop, everyone stared silently in utter shock as she fell to her knees in the puddle she'd just made. --- "I still can't believe you." Colette said to Hxia later, as the two bathed together to remove the scent of the urine that clung to them both. "In front of the entire banquet hall! That's not a prank, Hxia, that's... Well, you're lucky the Duke was so understanding. Still, I don't think anybody will ever look at me with a hint of respect again." Hxia stared silently at her legs. "Sorry, Colette." she offered. Colette sighed. "And honestly, that was the worst I've ever needed to piss in my entire life. Worse than when we get too far apart. I can't believe you'd endure that just for the sake of a prank." The sprite shrugged. "It's fun." Such an understatement.
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  47. WARNING: EXTREME HEAT ADVISORY ! DO NOT READ THIS IN A PLACE WHERE AROUSAL MIGHT BE INAPPROPRIATE... IT MAY CAUSE EMBARRASSMENT. IF YOU STILL CHOOSE TO... DON'T SAY WE DIDN'T WARN YOU! CHAPTER 12: STILL "RAINING"… "Oh, no, you don’t, little girl!" Sarah said firmly to Megan, catching hold of her arms before she could touch herself and pulling her up into a seated position. Then, as Sarah lay back on the bed, it quickly became obvious what it was she wanted to happen, without the need for any explanation. Feeling as if her girly lips were about to become a cascading waterfall of steaming hot urine, Megan wasn’t sure this was the best idea; but she obliged without question like the good obedient girl that she had become. Besides, she was feeling so overwhelmingly desperate to finally be allowed to experience that blissful moment of orgasm, it was worth taking the risk; she would just have to hold her pee in, it was as simple as that. Trembling from the sheer exertion of doing just that, and also from the burst of adrenaline and excitement currently surging through her veins, she carefully turned around so that Sarah's face was behind her. Bending forwards and resting on her hands, Megan slowly lifted herself up onto her knees so that she was now on all fours. With her pert and gorgeous bottom sticking out behind her, she shuddered as a little wave of pressure almost forced the wee right out of her at that very moment. Grinding her thighs together and arching her spine, she held it back with her final reserves of strength, groaning audibly as her muscles spasmed and pulsated against the surging pressure within. She was more desperate than she had ever been in her life, her whole body feeling as if it was about to explode, and in more ways than just one. "Ohhhhhh, please touch me, I can't hold it in any more..." she breathed almost silently, but loud enough so she knew Sarah could hear. With a broad grin, Sarah watched intently from behind as Megan's bum wriggled around just to her left, her sopping wet vagina suspended just below and between her shapely legs. Megan still had on her thin white panties, but they were pulled half way down her thighs, and were now restricting her movement a little. Without the fabric against her to soak up the fluids, Megan was now oozing freely and unabatedly. The nectar of her arousal was combining with droplets of urine, urine that had slipped past her exhausted muscles without her even knowing it, and was converging between her throbbing and trembling folds. With the liquid drooling from her, her lips glistened in the dim light of the bedside lamp, and Sarah could resist the call of Megan's heat no longer. Reaching out and running her hand up the backs of Megan's silky smooth legs, Sarah could feel her fervently working the muscles in her thighs, doing a subtle little pee dance even now. Pushing her hand between them, forcing Megan's tightly clenched legs to part just a little, she reached higher and higher, until finally she felt Megan's slippery wetness against her fingers. At the same time, her other hand reached between her own legs, a pulse of unadulterated pleasure shooting up through her body as she began to stroke and tease herself. As Megan felt Sarah begin to touch and caress what had become the centre of her whole universe, she responded instantly, moaning and shuddering as the moment she had fantasised about all day had finally come. Sarah's touch was frustratingly gentle and slow, but in that instant it felt like the most wonderful thing she had ever experienced. Getting down onto her elbows Megan pushed herself against those probing fingers, desperate to feel them inside her, desperate to have the unrelenting ache of arousal finally quenched. Pressing against her dripping opening, Sarah's fingers slipped inside her lover as Megan pushed her body backwards, her lips yielding easily. Sliding her fingers up into the warm sanctum of Megan's vagina, Sarah began to massage and work her from the inside, but then withdrew suddenly, much to the protest of the beautiful squirmy woman beside her. Without any stimulation, Megan's bladder was about to empty all over whatever lay beneath her... As Sarah suddenly gave her another playful slap on her bottom, Megan gasped in shock as a short sharp burst of pressurised pee squirted from her urethra, spraying from her lips in a clean stream before splashing onto the bed behind her, just inches from Sarah's head. Clamping it off as quickly as she was physically able, Megan blushed from embarrassment, a feeling she was becoming all too familiar with just lately. As Megan felt her knickers being pulled back up her legs, she sighed in frustration and disappointment. Had she blown the chance? Was Sarah really prepared to punish her for that tiny loss of control? How could she be expected to hold it for so long, she was bound to start leaking at some point! Feeling dejected, she moved to get up, but heard Sarah whisper something that sent a renewed jolt of adrenaline through her system. "Come to me," Sarah commanded as she began to pull her closer. Oh lord, this was it … steeling herself and hesitating for a long moment, Megan felt her muscles begin to falter. One false move and she would wet herself fully, she just knew she wouldn't be able to stop it next time. Slowly following orders, she lifted her right leg over Sarah and placed her knee on the other side of Sarah's head, positioning her body on top, and her panty covered privates just inches from Sarah's eager mouth. Her knickers had absorbed much of her wetness, and the material had become totally translucent, allowing Sarah to see clearly the outline of her lips and the bump of her engorged clitoris poking into the material. Reaching around and pulling them aside, Sarah exposed Megan's dripping oozing labia. With Megan straddling her face, she was in heaven, the glistening trembling vagina of her loved one, pulsating as her muscles fought desperately to hold in her wee, just inches from her wide gazing eyes. Breathing in the heady fragrance of Megan’s excitement, Sarah watched as a bead of liquid arousal gathered between Megan’s lips once again, just half an inch from the end of her nose. Growing in volume as Megan oozed her love, Sarah held back for a few seconds more, taking in the complete perfection of her lover’s gorgeous pink pussy. She watched closely as Megan’s muscles battled against the tide of urine, held very tentatively just behind her little lips that quivered in unison with her trembling body. Touch me, please… just touch me... or I'll wee all over you... Megan yearned to feel the touch of her mistress, and moaned in frustration and desperation as her pee strained against her faltering muscles. Her bladder felt almost numb she was so full, and in such a vulnerable position, if Sarah didn’t touch her right now, she would be getting very wet indeed! She squirmed and shuddered, and at the peak of a wave of pressure, a few more droplets of fragrant wee leaked past her shattered muscles and out from her urethra. She couldn’t stop it, and her face burned brightly as she clenched every muscle in her body to try and stop the inevitable from happening. Sarah watched as the droplet of liquid arousal she was fixated on suddenly expanded in size, before dripping quickly into her open and waiting mouth. It had left behind a silky smooth string of sticky love juice, one end still attached to Megan’s perfect lips, the other now connected to Sarah’s mouth. As more droplets of urine followed the first, they flowed down the liquid thread, landing neatly on the tip of Sarah’s tongue. Lapping up the girly juices, the sweet but salty flavour of Megan in heat slipped down her throat as she swallowed eagerly. Extending her tongue at long last, it slipped easily up between Megan’s soft, warm, wet folds. Dexterously teasing her lips and separating them, she felt her way along the length of Megan’s silky smooth inner girlhood, before coming to settle around her still dribbling wee hole. After Sarah had caressed and massaged the urines only escape route, she pushed the end of her tongue up against it, forcing the tiny trickle still leaking from Megan to finally be clamped off. In the instant that followed, another more forceful spurt took both girls completely by surprise. Megan arched her back and clenched as she struggled for control, but still released a rapid burst of urine before forcing her muscles to clamp it off again. Slurping up the liquid, several droplets of which had sprayed over her face and into her hair, Sarah moaned in utter delight. Quickly gliding her tongue over the bump of Megan’s proud firm clitoris, licking and swallowing her essence as she went, she felt her beautiful lover respond by pushing her privates down hard against her face, grinding herself against Sarah’s exploring tongue. Thank goodness, she had been able to keep from losing control totally this time. It would have been bad enough if that had happened to her at home; here, as a guest, it was absolutely out of the question! Megan could just picture the smile on Erica's face when the little housemaid came to make up the room and she would have to admit that she'd wet the bed just like a little girl who was still being toilet trained. As humiliating as that prospect was, Megan found that the thought of it only added to her present arousal, oddly enough. Being pulled back from the brink of a complete accident at the very last moment, Megan was suddenly finding holding a little easier now she was being worked in all the right places. Focusing on Sarah’s most intimate and womanly region, she lowered her head and buried it between her lover's legs, all the while squirming against Sarah’s face at the other end. Licking and caressing each other vigorously and expertly, both girls began to ride the intense waves of pleasure as they each neared a shared moment of pure unadulterated ecstasy. Megan, still desperately needing to release her wee, just had to hold on no matter what. Not having the best track record in that department, especially at the moment of orgasm, she was resolute that this time would be different. She couldn’t wet all over the bed, she just couldn’t… Sucking and licking each other unrelentingly, it was just minutes before both girls were on the brink of coming, which was just as well considering Megan's bladder was about ready to burst. It ached in the most delightful of ways, and every tender caress of her womanhood felt as if it was propelling her towards a complete and total loss of control. With the feelings between her legs building to become one almighty mind blowing orgasm, and with tension escalating to fever pitch in both of their squirming bodies, Sarah could tell that Megan was ready to pop. Her juices of excitement were flowing from her like sweet flavoured water from a tap, and Sarah gulped them down eagerly. Desperately wanting to orgasm simultaneously, Sarah slowed the pace of her tongue, just long enough for her own impending orgasm to catch up. Feeling Megan squirm harder against her face in response, it was only a moment later that Sarah felt herself teetering on that same blissful edge of ecstasy. Knowing Megan was ready and eager to push past the point of no return, they both relaxed into it and let the blissful pleasure wash over them. With both girls beginning to spasm and climax into each other’s mouths, Megan shuddered and trembled as she fought valiantly for control of her bladder. Grinding her privates against Sarah's nimble tongue, she somehow managed to keep up the relentless licking of her lover’s pulsating clitoris at the same time. Suddenly feeling that she was extraordinarily wet, she knew without a doubt that something else was happening down there. OMG, she wasn't peeing, was she? The thought was fleeting, and at that moment she didn't even really care one way or the other, the intensity of her orgasm was the only thing she could concentrate on... Spraying her juices, wetting Sarah like a tidal wave as her orgasm pounded through her body, it wasn’t pee that was flowing from her. As Megan's love juice sprayed into Sarah's mouth and all over her face and breasts, the shared orgasm thundered on for both of them. With the waves of pleasure shooting through their bodies, the moment seemed to go on forever, but eventually began to fade as the pulses weakened. Just as her final contraction washed over her exhausted body, Megan’s arms finally collapsed beneath her as her orgasm was replaced by a feeling of total calm and contentment. Completely spent, but still utterly bursting to pee, her body and mind were now in conflict. Her stretched bladder was screaming in protest of having to hold such vast quantities of urine, but her mind simply didn't have the capacity to listen any more. Resting her cheek on Sarah’s thigh, watching as beads of perspiration and other fluids trickled down Sarah’s lips and dribbled onto the bed, Megan simply lay there panting for several long moments. Suddenly feeling overwhelmingly tired, the stresses of the day were combining with the effects of the unknown quantity of red wine she had consumed, and Megan’s eyes began to close as her overloaded mind switched off… As Sarah's heart rate and breathing finally slowed, she felt Megan's body relaxing against hers, all tension gone now that she had reached that blissful orgasm. She began to stroke her lover's hair tenderly, brushing it back in order to whisper into her ear. "OMG... that was wonderful, sweetie. Was it good for you, too?" There was no reply, however. Only the sound of gradually deepening breathing came from Megan's lips, and Sarah realised with a little smile that she had fallen fast asleep. It wasn't too surprising, really… the poor thing had had quite a trying day, being forced to hold so much for so long and so often. Sarah could still feel the warm wetness of Megan's juices on her belly, her breasts, and her face. She licked her lips, savouring the delightful taste of her. Then, since Megan was still on top of her, Sarah gently adjusted her knickers to cover her dignity, and rolled her over onto her side, pulling down her short sheer nightie at the same time. Sarah wasn't feeling tired at all now; if anything, she felt energized after making love with Megan. She quietly got out of the bed and pulled the sheets and comforter over Megan, then tucked her beautiful lover in tightly. For a long while, she simply stood there, transfixed by the sleeping girl's beauty in repose. <TO BE CONTINUED>
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