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  1. I did an interesting test. Peed these pants badly and results were surprising. At least for me. a) I have always thought these cotton white business pants are a dangerous pair. If accident happens at work it would be a disaster. But it seems that if I just have not dark underwear (and pee is clear 🙂 ), it is hard to see the wetness. Pee ran down my legs and not spreads a lot. Nice fabric. b) Very dark blue jeans (demi curve levi's). The very safe choice. Pee doesn't spread much and not visible at all. Only see it very close and under some light it might glistening a bit. My future "alcohol party" pants. Drinking has caused difficult situations. Not very nice and soft fabric though. c) Black viscose jeans with polyurethane coating. Always thought these are safe and mostly been my party choice. And yes from far away accident would not be visible, but wetness is spreading inside and dropping out badly. If it happens at party, it would cause very public humiliation. Very nice soft and slippery fabric... even a wet one... d) Light and normal blue jeans. Most of my jeans (colored and blue) act like these 710's. Wetness is spreading badly and accident would be very visible. Wearing this kind of jeans mostly and like they fit me, but I have been very careful and used toilet frequently after that one time I had a public accident as a young adult at the parking space of the amusement park. I know lycra is also safe. Pee just runs through of it. Like to hear your experiences.
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    Productcode: DLEPRD-06 Downloadable: 2011/07/08 Time: 195 call out to amateur women to walk down the road, extra edition of the series "Please show me the pants" with whom to expose the pants to food rewards. Wow, while showing the pants, you can not endure the urinary looming, I collected the only woman you've been peeing this time. Anyway? Such aimed at peeing, insidious Intavu~yua who call out to the only woman to be about to enter the toilet all the way. The last line that she can and says "from end immediately", scattered people were Jirasa, bladder collapse! Mass urination while wearing pants! Without also can be while Futameki panic, to stop, poor women who spread the pee .... Are not taking off pants wet in the end, I left the place in wearing no underwear. Price to got on the sweet temptation was great too.
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  3. A boy was invited to a party. There were a lot of young people, on of the guests was a young girl. The boy did never met that girl before, but they felt both attracted from the first moment.They spent all the time together, most in a dark, quiet corner on a couch, where they kissed and touched each other on all parts of their body. The boy loved it to have his hand under the short skirt from the girl, to feel the smooth skin of her nude thighs. He loved to have his fingers between her thighs on her little panties and a little later inside her panties and sometimes deep inside of the girl. They were both so absolutely aroused that they wanted nothing more than to get in the bed together. They decided to go to the boys home, where the girl would stay overnight. At the party they did not even talk the time to go to the loo, they suppressed their bodily needs just to stay together. Not till they were fore some minutes in the car, the girl said „we should have gone to the loo before we left.“ “Yes, that should we really have done.“ agreed the boy. During the drive home they paved each other constantly they were so horny for each other, that they went at home past the bathroom straight in the sleeping room. They fucked like crazy and were so much exhausted that they did lie a few minutes in the bed before the boy said „ it’s high time to go to the bathroom before it is to late.“ He did get out of the bed, pended over and squeezed his penis. The girl stayed in the bed and said „what if i don’t go?“ The boy was needing to piss so bad that he could not wait any longer for a discussion and went to the toilet. As he came back, totally relieved he asked „do you not need to go?“ She did take his hand and laid it on her lower abdomen. “Can’t you feel how full i am down there? I would need to wee really bad, but i can wait until morning“ she said. The boy could feel how tight her belly was and he could see how her swollen bladder was bulging out from her flat abdomen. “Oh no you can’t hold your wee back until morning! Can you??? No, you can not!!! You did drink the same as me and you did not go all evening.“ the boy said. “Sure i can, maybe it will get a little bit painful, but i can!! That is only a question of willpower. My bladder is very full now and it will get much fuller until morning, i am needing to wee since hours, but i did not wanted to leave you at the party just for to take a silly pee. I really would need to go now very, very bad and my need will get much stronger until morning, but if you like it i don’t go now, i hold it for you until tomorrow.”the girl said. The boy was so surprised that he did not know what to say. ”The girl said “You don’t have to say anything, your dick gave me the answer. You did cum just 15 minutes ago and you are bone hard again. I don’t know why, but i know that nearly all boys love it if girls hold their wee.” The boy was so fascinated, he laid his hand on the girls bulging bladder, pressed soft on it and said “that is absolutely impossible that you can hold so much wee inside you until tomorrow.” Turn off the lights, let us sleep, in the morning you can fuck my bursting full bladder!” I would love to have a girl like her!!
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  4. Chapter 268 Liam Please don’t think I don’t adore the baby because I absolutely do, but boy am I delighted when Megan puts her to bed and I finally have my lady all to myself. As she sits beside me on the two seater couch, our legs rubbing against each other and her eyes glowing, I untuck my top and pull it up to show off my bloated bladder and prove I meant every word when I said I had to pee. Feeling her hand gently rubbing it round and round and lightly pressing on it makes my muscles tense but my nerves tingle with excitement. I have known that seeing a woman bursting for the toilet has been a huge turn on for me for years but never ever would I have imagined how arousing and sexy I would find holding my own desperate bladder for a woman knowing all the time that my holding and squirming is arousing her too. My right hand is up at the back of Megan’s neck running my fingers through her hair and struggling not to kiss her deeply whilst my left hand is grasping as my own knee urgently wanting to squeeze my cock as it shakes in my underwear and trousers. I haven’t been to the toilet since before I took Yasmin out a walk earlier. I had a glass of juice before leaving, a glass of iced water in the priest’s house, which I drank deliberately to tease Father Reilly, and I’ve just had more water and tea with my dinner! No wonder my bladder feels rock hard, my testicles ache and my penis is quivering! It’s like Megan can read my mind as she slips her hand over my crotch feeling for my semi erect penis and cupping the palm of her hand over it. “Can you wait a bit sweetheart?” “Mmmm”, I nod back, unable to focus on finding words in my overly excited and stressed brain. “Good. I mean Father Reilly was bursting for ages wasn’t he? Thinking back he was crossing his legs and moving around not long after I arrived. He must have been so so desperate the whole time we were there.” “It sure looked like it. Megan, can I ask you something?” “Of course.” “Were you turned on watching Father Reilly like that?” I can see her cheeks blushing and that sexy way her lips shake a little when she’s nervous. I’m pretty sure I already know the answer but the thought of her admitting it still turns me on. “I’m not attracted to him. Never have been. But seeing him fidgeting on a seat in front of me, then turning away from us with a hand in his pocket, then unable to stand still at the door…yes that did make me very excited. I didn’t want him wetting himself like he did and I really feel for him now but seeing him obviously needing to pee very badly but not wanting to admit it, yes that turned me on…quite a lot actually.” I can’t hold back as I use my right hand to pull Megan’s face gently closer to mine as our lips touch sending waves of excitement throughout my body like I’m on fire. It’s every bit as thrilling, as stimulating, as wonderful as the very first time our lips met as our tongues explore and delight in each other and my hands caress various parts of Megan’s beautiful body. Even as our mouths interlock together though, and my penis grows more, I still can’t shake that ceaseless tingling in the tip of my dick reminding me that regardless how sexually aroused I am I still very much need to piss, and that need is growing and increasing by the minute. I pull back first, having to grab myself and twist my legs. “Sorry babe. I gotta piss.” “I know. Oh Liam I do so love it when you get restless and squirmy like this. Do you remember that time I met you at the fountain after work? I knew you had to go right away from the way you were sitting on that bench and the fact you kept changing position, but just like Father Reilly you didn’t say. Do you remember me taking you to the recycling bins that day? I loved watching you trying to hold on even when you were really really bursting.” “Oh boy I remember that time so well. I’d been holding on for hours at work and I was getting teased so bad on the minibus because I couldn’t even sit still. I honestly thought I was going to burst sitting on that bench with you. At least the rain helped hide what I was doing that time!” “That was so hot! What about the time you came to mine and mam was upstairs sleeping and you really wanted to use my toilet? Oh how I was so horny watching you dancing foot to foot in my kitchen holding Yasmin for the first time and then holding yourself under the table while eating scrambled egg and toast. Do you remember how that one ended?” “Megan I will never ever forget that! You stripping naked and using your clothing to soak up my piss. That was our first time and it was honestly the most amazing sex I’ve ever had! You are so incredible, so beautiful, so perfect, and you drive me crazy with desire. I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you and there’s no other woman who could attract and fulfil me like you do. From the moment I first laid eyes on you in that launderette I knew you were special. I was rock hard watching you squirming on that plastic chair and nearly erupted in my jeans when you walked out with the bum of your legging soaking wet. Have I ever told you how often I got off just replaying that day in my mind? I had to find you! I was consumed by you so much!” “And I was the same with you! I had never been so turned on in my life before and I tried so many times to recreate that same feeling by holding my bladder all the time afterwards. That wasn’t exactly difficult in the Murphy house though with just one toilet, especially when everyone was home like at Anthony’s first communion. I never even got to use the toilet before we left for chapel that day!” “Oh fuck Megan now that was some day too! You know what’s so ironic though? If Shaun hadn’t given me overtime that day I would never have seen you outside the chapel holding yourself trying to hide behind the buggy. God you looked adorable like that. And then what happened at the back of the chapel…sheesh I am rock hard here just remembering it! The way you pissed so much on that bin bag. God is it any wonder I touched you up?” “I’ve had many an orgasm thinking about that incident too. Your touch still does that to me Liam. I hope it always does too. You were my first and I can’t ever imagine ever being with anyone else.” “Never mind your touch baby, just your eyes on me and your voice sends me wild…and you only need to text that you have to pee and I’m putty in your hands. Every single time. See what even just talking about this does to me?” I pull down my trousers and underwear as my long hard penis springs out as Megan immediately reaches for it and strokes it making me gasp. “Would you like to see what this is doing to me then too?” “Oh fuck yes! I want the whole fucking sensory experience too babe. I mean since you’re touching me it only seems fair that I get to touch you too?” “Oh absolutely. Seeing as we are all alone for once we may as well make use of the time eh. I assume peeing isn’t your number one priority now though?” “Ah. Yes. I still need that but something rather more urgent has…emm…cropped up. You don’t mind if I deal with that first do you?” “I’m sure we can work together on that one if you’d like?” “Oh God yes please!”
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  6. I've posted a few short stories about my wife's diapered experiences during the third trimester of pregnancy, but with all the stories I'm comfortable sharing from that time already posted, now I have a more recent one. As I wrote in that thread, my wife considered wearing diapers to help with frequent urges during the third trimester; as that's a weakness I had long tried to suppress, I was more than happy to go along with when the opportunity arose. That in turn led to my wife discovering that she enjoyed the attention and feeling of being taken care of that wearing led to. After the baby was born, we didn't do anything diaper or pee related for a while, between general tiredness, not having very long blocks of time just us, and just how often we were dealing with baby diapers which kind of altered the mood a little. But we recently started doing a little more again and it has been nice to relive some fun experiences from earlier last year and have some new experiences together too. Most will remain just between us, but now and then I might share one like I will here. (No photos though -- those will always remain exclusively between us.) This happened just a couple days ago. With the holidays, guests, related excitement all over, we'd started to have a little more evening free time once again. So as we were settling in to watch a movie, my wife decided she'd like to put on a women's pull-up and settle in to get comfortable. This was the first time in a few weeks, what with all the extra busyness around the holidays, and a bit of a rough spell as far as infant sleep goes. So I helped her into one as she enjoys I do (as she'll say it's no fun to get into one herself even when it doesn't require taping), and we turned down the lights and settled in under the blankets for a movie and some gentle touch and caretaking. We were about an hour in and she whispered that she had to pee. I reminded her that these don't hold up well to a big flood so take care of anything she needed to do. So we continued cuddling and watching the movie but after a couple minutes later she said, with a little disappointment, that she seemed to have forgotten how to let go as she just wasn't going to be able to. Now that is a fairly common occurrence, but we've always found something that works. But as fate would have it, right then we heard the baby crying. So we agreed to hold the thought and she went to pick up the baby. It turned out this was a longer break, as sometimes happens with infants who are learning so much about the world around them, and so she was still trying to get the baby back to sleep nearly an hour later. I'd started to do a few projects to pass the time until we got back to the movie and ended up on another level in the house. Finally she was able to lay the baby back down in bed and then ran to the bathroom as fast as she could without making a lot of noise and waking the baby or other kids. I heard the running and came to see what was happening. I found my wife standing in the bathroom wearing a completely soaked, sagging pull-up with streams of pee running down her legs. She wasn't upset, but was definitely at least a little embarrassed. "Um," she said. Then paused. "How do you want to handle this?" "I've got it," I said. I grabbed a towel off the rack and thoroughly wiped down her legs and thighs, and then got what had accumulated on the floor around her feet, finishing with wiping each foot dry. Then I wrapped two thick towels around her waist and scooped her up and carried her to a nearby bed, setting her down on the towels and unwrapping them. I gently checked the pullup and while it had met its match, it didn't seem it was going to overflow any further as long as it didn't have any more to soak up. It was still hot to the touch, incredibly squishy, with a tantalizing scent. But first I needed to reassure my wife that I hadn't been turned off by what happened, and that she had no need to feel embarrassed, so I laid down next to her on the bed and reassured her that all was well, this was actually really exciting to me, and that I would take good care of her. She believed me, and after cuddling for a minute or so I got ready to help get her cleaned up. While I was getting things ready and tearing the sides open she explained to me what happened. Her urge to go pee had built steadily during the time she was holding the baby, and while she'd tried to let it out from a sitting position, she wasn't able to release. Then she started to realize it was going to be a lot and got concerned about flooding the couch in the baby's room. But as soon as she stood up to lay the baby down, it was already very nearly a losing battle. As she moved to gently lay the baby down without waking up, the first spurt had leaked out. She admitted she hadn't made a very a strong effort to keep it in, given that she had a pull-up on after all and knowing that the most fun between us always happened after it got wet, but she still was trying to avoid a flood or to have a leak. So she thought she could just go a bit, enough to have a wet pull-up for fun afterwards, and get the rest out in the toilet. But by the time she began running to the bathroom, the full stream was happening and there was nothing she could do to stop it. She had just made it onto the tile floor of the nearest bathroom when the leg guards gave out and the flood was on. At that point, she said she didn't even want to bother with trying to pull it down (while still peeing forcefully) to sit down on the toilet as she knew that would be an even bigger mess, and so that is where I found her standing when I got there. I told her that was really hot, and we never did make it back to the movie that night.
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    This is the first video I've seen by this model
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    A school girls undresses and tries to hold it as long as she can without using her hands. Shown from multiple angles
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  10. Hey guys! I’ve got another short Omo story to tell ya about my new girlfriend. Before I was completely sure that she is into Omo, and not just being playful, I decided to “test the waters” one night while we both attended a concert. Her and I are both HUGE concert enthusiasts. We try to attend at least one concert a week, but sometimes it can be up to 3-4 per week. Since we are both punk veterans, we always come to shows prepared for a good rowdy time. We both know concerts can get wild, so I always pack extra clothes, towels, and necessities… just in case. On this night in particular, we were seeing a band that is special to the both of us, a band that is known for perpetuating cartoonish violence, all while drenching the moshpit in fake blood. That band is of course… GWAR. Since we both have already seen GWAR multiple times I knew we would be a mess by the end of the night, and I had an idea in my head on how to approach an anticipated Omo moment, I just had to wait for the opportunity to present itself. We drank, smoked, and partied our way through the first two bands, Napalm Death, and Eyehategod (whom also has an Omo-style song). Between each band set we would buy beers, peruse the merchandise tables, and find places to smoke away from security. At one point while we were standing in line at the bar, I noticed her legs were crossed and she was slightly bent at the knee. My Omo opp was drawing near 🙂 ______________________________________ Before I go on, I must say, to anyone who might object to me letting my girlfriend mosh with a bunch of drunk metalheads, she is just as crazy and intimidating as I am. With her standing at 5’10”, I have full confidence in the fact that she could put her boots to most grown adult men. I can say that, because I’m 6’6” (1.98m) of pure anger, and she scares me sometimes. Plus I’ve always got my eye on her just in case things get too intense. She’s a badass, I’m a badass, I love her, she loves me, and we always have each other’s backs. Back to the story. ________________________________________ When GWAR finally hit the stage, they immediately started soaking the sold-out crowd with fake blood, at which point we both went into crazy mode and started moshing in the pit, it was 90-minutes of absolute CHAOS! After a while, the show was coming to a close with a few songs left, I had remembered her pee-dance from earlier at the bar, and I knew for a fact she hadn’t gone to the ladies room since we arrived. (Punk bar bathrooms are always gross anyways). After one of the encore songs, she walked out from the pit, strutting up to me in her skintight red plaid pants, black Doc Marten boots, and her “illegible metal logo shirt”, which were all stained with GWAR juices. She’s grinning from ear to ear, re-adjusting her leather neck choker, wiping off her round “wizard style” glasses, pulling back her braided pigtails…. Then… Just like I had anticipated, she said in my ear, “I have to pee so bad, but I don’t wanna leave now”. To which I replied, “JUST GO”, with a smile. She said “yeah? No one would even notice if I did anyways”. After that I just put my arm around her neck and she held her arms around my waist. After a minute or so I glanced down to see a puddle forming under her boots. Her knees were locked together, and I could feel her fingers digging into my back. She was still peeing as I looked her in the eyes, I could tell she was nervous about it. So I just kissed her on the forehead and asked “feel better?” To which she replied with a head nod, and a kiss to my lips. She was relieved, and I was thrilled! At this point there were two songs left, and she decided she wants to keep moshing in the pit for a while longer. As I’m watching her, I’m in an almost euphoric trance-like state. The sight of seeing this badass woman, absolutely crowd-killing in a GWAR moshpit, screaming the songs out loud with the band, getting rowdy, and putting the men to shame. She’s doing this all, while walking around in piss-soaked pants. The thought of it now still makes me rock fucking hard. Eventually, the show is over and everyone is shuffling outside to their cars. The crowd is covered in fake blood, beer, and sweat, so no one even noticed that she had fully wet herself. Honestly we were having such a good time, we didn’t care that she pissed her pants. She seemed to enjoy that fact! I held her hand all the way back to my truck, where we had all the towels and spare clothes. When we were stripping down, I noticed she had on all matching underwear. She had plain white panties, bra, and socks. All her undies had a slight staining from the concert, but her panties had an unmistakable yellow patch in the front/back, and her socks were absolutely SOAKED with pee. I grinned when I saw this, and said, “damn baby, you really had to go huh?” She giggled and said, “oh yeah, sorry, I hope you aren’t upset, sometimes I can’t hold it.” I just smiled and kissed her. Fucking love this woman.
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  12. Keary (@kinkykeary) / Twitter (WARNING: There is some mild nudity in these extremely hot clips) 4TQfBBWgKdo0uLzQ.mp4 Ar5uflkfSyHluf30.mp4 -gXi_W0O_wnrjstu.mp4 rebMU5I07N_RCtJj.mp4 TwXK-EiN_xFPfO5f.mp4 VDAuawvOtlwR8p7O.mp4
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  13. A MDH I have not seen before MEIN ERSTER LEGGINGS-HEELS-PISS - und die Schuhe laufen voll….mp4 Forgive me, but I am very drunk and looking at old videos and uploading things I have not seen in a while. Don't hate me if u already have them! MG Teen.mp4
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  14. I think we need to get you a bedwetting alarm! It's one thing I've never seen in omo or diaper porn and there are so many potential stories you can build off 🙂 I might have a spare 😉
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  15. A short film I stumbled upon on Vimeo a while back. Basic plot: a young adult named Emma who has wet the bed her "entire adult life" finds a support group and slowly comes to accept it enough to admit her bedwetting to the group. One explicit scene of Emma in a wet bed near the end; another implied wetting scene at the beginning. Diapers are seen on Emma's nightstand but she is never seen in one.
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  16. Hello, My name it's Laïla Brigitte and my Jeune Fille Nom ( Single last name) It's Laurent. I'm into wetting since I was a little Parisienne fille liking to hold My urine until I can't no more and My bladder bursts, for casuality I discovered this web site so I would like to know if there are another french people here (specially girls) or if you can recommend me a french web site like this specially for french people you may know, if not I have no problem staying here. Merci pour votre aide.
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  17. I found this video on tiktok, it's a family reunion for a soccer game, one of the aunt's got so excited that she couldn't stand her urge to piss InShot_20220113_113535293.mp4
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  18. I posted some pics of today's outfit and my morning thoughts , earlier. Under Experiences. A very long day at work. So much so that I didn't think this would happen. But after 12 hours at the office I decided I deserved a treat and popped over to the liquor store in the partially abandoned strip mall on my way home. It skeeves me there. Even before covid it was the land that time forgot. Well guess what? I managed to do my shopping ( I'm a " make your own hard cider spritz" on a weeknight kinda gal) while dancing around singing to myself as if I was just REALLY into whatever Top 40 was on, but when I came out I hit that cold and just felt my bladder give way. A leak. Fuck. Why? I hadn't been holding for very long and I had miso soup at lunch and all that sodium just dehydrated me... Cuz it's really fucking cold out guys that's why!! Like below 0 real feel cold right now. And I'm not dressed for that. Nor am I prepared. Winter has been super mild. Years of super mild winters actually. But you're not here for my almanac. So! I felt the leak start and ran for my car. Only about 50 feet. I thought I would make it. I even got in thinking it was doable. The car seats were cold against my bare thighs and that startled me a bit. A baby leak. But I clamped down hard, started up and backed out of my spot. Then knew I wouldn't make it. Stalled out and threw the door open all while trying to shrug my black wool coat off before I ruined it. By the way my car battery died while I was editing this video for you. Andddddd talking to my BFF🤷. Glad I travel with jumper cables. But I haven't see a soul while in this parking lot so I need to trot across the street and find a good sumaritan. Like this. I'll keep the socks off but fuck it's colder than a witches titty out! Stay warm my babies InShot_20220111_203213656.mp4 InShot_20220111_215344488.mp4
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  19. Video will be soon !!!! #pissingpublic #publicpee #wetting #omorashi #pantypee #jeanspee #pissingjeans
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  20. Hi! Someone has the full video of this? Or the code number? It's an old japanese video that i love so much. Thanks! Shorts - Yellow Bike.wmv
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  21. Her videos are quality enough that I buy them myself, so I agree with supporting her.
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  22. Chapter 3. “Home Alone. Lost In New….Where??” “So, this is home,” Noelle declared with a sweeping flourish of her hands. “Make yourself at home. Kitchen is through there, you can help yourself. If you need to do number twos, the toilet is down the hall. Remote is on the table if you want to watch tv, or you can have a rest in there, your bedroom if you want it, and there’s a box of diapers under the bathroom sink if you want to change again. Up to you, but what you’re wearing now will last a lot longer yet,” she explained, motioning at everything as she explained. “I gotta get back to class now.” Her mood became somber enough to match her clothes and makeup. “It’s up to you of course, but I’d probably keep a low profile if I were you. Just chill here and relax for awhile. When I get back we can talk a bit more about exactly what we’re gonna do with you.” She smiled unexpectedly. “Personally, I hope you decide to hang around for awhile. You intrigue me, Mr. Wilkes…” After the door had closed, Cameron started to think about the things that were intriguing to him, and there were a lot, not the least of which was just how easily this young woman had taken him in, appearing to believe his outlandish story without judgement. Not to mention how readily she was willing to help him change his diaper. Speaking of his diaper, that was something else just as intriguing. Not only did his new one look almost exactly like a normal pair of shorts, he was also aware of how dry it felt after his big wetting in the cafeteria. It felt a bit warm, but even after sticking his hand deep down inside it, it only felt slightly damp at best. Hardly even noticeable. Incredible. With his mind spinning, Cameron started poking around the small apartment. He wouldn’t go into Noelles room in her absence, but explored everything else. “His” room had minimal furniture, just a single bed, drawers and a desk, and everything looked normal, except the bed crinkled beneath him when he sat on it. A quick inspection showed a protective bottom sheet with a quilted top, but not plastic or rubber. It crinkled when compressed, and maintained its shape, but somehow looked disposable instead of reusable. He would have liked to explore it further, but didn’t want to strip the bed down and re-make it. The refrigerator was fairly well stocked, at least for a college student, but while at first glance everything appeared normal, a closer inspection showed that while the items inside had very similar packaging to what he was used to, it was all different brand names, almost foreign, but with all with English spelling. The red soda can with the dynamic ribbon wasn’t Coca Cola, but Clark Cola. Instead of maple syrup, there was Tree-Sap syrup. In the cupboards, Chocolate Pops and Fruity Rings replaced Coco Pops and Froot Loops. The Fridge itself was branded LB. Cameron switched the television on and channel surfed. The programs were almost the same, but different. He watched an episode of “Buddies,” about a group of good looking 20-somethings that seemed to live in an apartment block, followed by a show called “Unnatural,” where two brothers in a black car battled with demons, their names were Stan and Glen. He couldn’t help but notice how all the accents were somehow “off.” Not modern day American, but nothing he could easily identify. Depending on the words pronounced, it sounded like a mish-mash of British, Modern American, Canadian and Australian dialects all jumbled together, but it was easy on the ears and there wasn’t any words that he didn’t recognise. He stood by the window and observed the street below. Everything looked clean and fresh, but he didn’t recognise the vehicles. They were predominantly smaller than he was used to, mainly hatchbacks and small SUV’s, and mostly white. One thing that kept catching his eye was the amount of people he kept seeing with pee stains on there pants. It wasn’t like very common, but much more common than anything he’d ever seen. An older teen wearing pink leggings than were heavily wet all the way down the inside of her legs to her shoes, was having an animated conversation with a group of her girlfriends on the corner, and nobody paid any attention. Four young boys of middle-school age came walking down the street together, all wearing a school uniform of blue shirt and grey shorts. Two boys had obviously wet themselves, but there wasn’t any reaction from their friends or anyone else. A middle aged businessman in a grey suit walked past, looking like one of the most normal people that Cameron had seen so far, displaying two very wet half moon stains on his bottom, a situation that the teen easily recognised right away as being caused by a diaper leak whilst sitting down. A young mother pushing a pram suddenly stopped, looked off into the distance and spread her legs. After a few seconds she glanced down at the inside legs of her jeans, then continued on her way as if nothing had happened. It was intoxicating. Suddenly, Cameron realised that he needed to pee again. His heart started hammering a bit with excitement as he thought about what he was about to do. He gave some consideration to standing in the bathroom or fetching a towel to stand on, but Noelle had assured him that the diaper he was wearing was way superior to anything that he’d ever used before. It was hard to comprehend, as from the outside it looked like a regular pair of shorts, but the quilted lining was fitting snugly around his boyhood, and still felt almost dry. He felt his cock begin to stiffen inside this weird pants/diaper combination that he wore, but with a deep breath he steadied himself enough to let go, and for the second time he felt his nappy swelling and heating up between his legs, but again nothing leaked out. These things were incredible! The sound of a key in the lock drew his attention to the front door, and Noelle entered with a smile that belied her heavy makeup. “Great! You’re still here! I wasn’t sure if you would be or not, and I’m glad,” she said, and the excitement and enthusiasm was evident in her voice. “Watcha been doing?” “Nothing much,” he replied with a nervous grin, before deciding to add a caveat that he’d always wanted to say to a pretty girl. “I, uh, just wet my pants though….”
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  24. A/N: Wow! What a chapter! This one took forever to write, but man, is it worth it! We have something for everyone. Desperation, intentional wetting, accidental wetting, peeing, peeing into a container, its all here! And one special wetting to end the section. We aren't quite done with the games between the trio, there are still a few I want to include. The games featured in this section, along with the ones I came up with were suggested by @Infinity_Hold and @orangelion. Great work on the suggestions too! I loved them! As usual, questions at the bottom, and feedback is not only encouraged but appreciated! Chapter 5.5: Nia the Ringmaster Ugh, who sets an alarm for this? You would, and you know you’d never use the toilet again if you could. Karenna stood and stretched, her bare feet touching the carpet below her. If it was allowed or right, Karenna would have pissed herself right now. Through her panties and onto the carpet while she took in the wonderful morning view. Not today, not any day she was here. She wouldn’t do such a thing to Nia without permission. She and Mary-Ann had gotten Nia on board with their little game in any case, and that was enough of a win for Karenna. Yawning, she got dressed, wondering why Nia had asked her to get up as early as she did. Mary-Ann watched from her barstool as Nia wondered around the kitchen, grabbing various meal prepping items. A knife here, a bowl there. Even a bundle of celery made the cut. The two women downed waters as they talked. “What game did you come up with? I’m super excited!” Mary-Ann had gotten a text from Nia the night before “You’ll find out when Kar does. But I do have one in mind that I want to play with you. Just between us.” Mary-Ann raised her eyebrows, intrigued. She let Nia continue “I got the idea between us when you started lying to me yesterday-“ “That wasn’t a lie, I was just putting a little twist on it. It’s one of my favorites!” “Sure, call it what you want, but I was thinking it’d be fun to have a contest between us. We have to hide what we did from each other, and if we get caught, you call it out. It doesn’t count unless you call it out though.” “So I have to hide my wet pants from you, and if you catch me, you have to call me out?” “That’s right. If I have to tell you what I did, it’s a point for me.” “Best two days out of three?” Mary-Ann took another sip of water “What does the winner get?” “Loser has to take on a dare. I’m sure we can come up with good ones.” “Starts today?” Before Nia could respond, Karenna shuffled her tired feet into the kitchen. She asked “What starts today?” “I’ve got a game planned Kar. Thanks for getting up on time sleepyhead.” Karenna looked around groggily. She rubbed her eyes “What’s for breakfast?” “Got something special for us, Mary-Ann, will you take this and Kar, can you grab this?” Nia handed both girls an assortment of silverware, plates, and condiments. Nia grabbed the ingredients and instructed Karenna to lead the group outside. Hanging back to finish her conversation with Mary-Ann, Nia spoke “Starts right after our little group activity. I can’t wait to win.” Mary-Ann smiled back, a friendly, yet competitive fire in her eyes “You’re on, I’ve still got to think of a good dare. But I’ll get you!” Nia instructed Karenna to take her share of the cooking items and drop them off at the grill, and Mary-Ann followed her. When the two had left, Nia turned and locked the front door with her key. She hid it before joining her friends at the outdoor grill. Situated near the dock, the outdoor grill appeared to be worth six figures on Its own. With a small retaining wall far to the left, and closest to the shed, whoever was using the grill and its accessories had relative privacy. To the north there was an expensive view of the lake. The entire area was wrapped by a small foot path that led to the double doors near Karenna’s bedroom. The granite table top in the center was imposing. With outdoor barstools around each corner, it could comfortably sit six people. Mary-Ann and Karenna put each of their items that Nia had asked them to bring down near the grill. There are plenty of drinks, ranging from Karenna’s favorite, orange juice, to Mary-Ann’s particular penchant for water. “I suppose we should start on these?” Karenna pointed to the assorted drinks Before Mary-Ann could respond, Nia walked up behind the two. “I was hoping you would. Anyone for a glass of wine?” “It’s 8:30 in the morning!” Mary-Ann was surprised “Yeah but this is classy. Besides, wine goes well with fish.” “Ooh! What a treat!” Karenna was excited. Nia was quite the cook Mary-Ann was less excited about the prospect of eating fish, but still willing to try it. Her initial worry when it came to eating fish so early in the morning was dashed when Nia began adding it to a mixture of eggs, spices and various sauces. Mary-Ann watched Karenna try to stay awake and sip on her orange juice. “Got any coffee for Kar?” Nia looked back, smoke covering her face as the fish cooked. She smiled and handed her friend a cup. Karenna took a sip and said with a smile “This stuff always makes me have to pee.” “Bathrooms up there.” Nia pointed to Karenna’s bedroom doors. Karenna knew her friend was trying to tell her something. And she had an idea of what it was. Faking innocence, she wandered up to the doors outside her bedroom. They were locked. Karenna smiled at the predicament. She turned back towards her friends, who were just a shout away. “Hey Nia, the door’s locked, I kinda got to pee, could you unlock it?” “You can hold it. C’mon, I just made this great breakfast for you.” Karenna looked at the double doors again. It was a dream come true, to have her best friend playing these games with her. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever expect Nia to actually embrace what they were doing, but she wasn’t about to protest. She sat down with her boss and her friend and asked “So where is the key?” “I lost it.” Nia took a sip of wine “Guess we’ll have to look for it.” “We’ll have to find it fast, I’ve got to go too!” Mary-Ann added “Why don’t we make it interesting? First one to make it inside gets to decide the next game.” Nia was confident that it’d be her “I know one!” Karenna spoke up. She did have to go, but it was just comfortably sitting in her bladder as she chewed “There’s no way you’re winning girl.” Nia was competitive “You don’t know how much I can hold!” “Not more than me!” Mary-Ann would have said something, but the spice of the fish and veggie omelet was rocking her mouth. She had already downed one glass of water and was well on her way to finishing another. “I know I’ll beat Mary-Ann though, careful boss, or you’ll drown.” “Neither of you find this spicy?” Nia and Karenna laughed. Nia took another sip of wine. “I put a little extra on. No reason.” Mary-Ann liked the meal, but it was nearly too much, her belly was filled with nearly as much water as it was food, and she felt slightly bloated. Nia was taking her time, handling the spice and the wine in equal measure. The dash of extra salt she had added on purpose gave her an excuse to increase her own water intake as well. Karenna had her orange juice and coffee. By the time each plate had been cleared, Mary-Ann could already feel the excess water in her system. It had cooled her down signifyingly and her bladder was starting to make its presence known. “Can we start looking for that key? Soon?” “No! Let’s make you wait.” Karenna said devilishly “You know what, you go ahead Mary-Ann, I’ll keep Kar here.” Nia threw it back at her friend “No! Don’t make we wait! See, I got to pee too!” Karenna spread her legs, and looked Nia in the eyes as she darkened the crotch of her red leggings The baseball sized patch stopped as Karenna held back on, wrestling control of herself back from the forces of her own bladder. Nia’s hands gripped her thighs and held them back open, Karenna loved the move by her friend “Oh no you don’t! You wait until I say you can go.” “Girl, I’m going to get you back for this.” Karenna squirmed “No way, I can hold my piss.” “Not what happened yesterday!” Karenna didn’t really care about the game, but the fact that Nia was forcing her to hold the way she was excited her. She bit her lip. The little show she put on with her leggings was trying to entice the rest of the contents of her bladder to empty. Karenna wasn’t quite ready. She had to a least try and play. What had started as a tightness in her bladder had become a weight. Mary-Ann hadn’t been this desperate in a while. It was a nice deviation from the constant wetting that she had become accustomed to on this trip. As she stood and looked for they key somewhere in the massive property, Mary-Ann reflected back on the events that had pushed her and Karenna into their special relationship. Her own interest in wetting was still there, but as she reflected and pee danced in the driveway, she couldn’t help but feel her interest in holding it and actually making it was slowly being ignored. Sure she would hold it for her Monday meetings and during her land-lording duties, that was fun, but when did she ever play like this and make it? At least Nia was giving her that option, so long as her sleuthing abilities could save her. As she held her jean skirt to her crotch, she wasn’t positive that they would. “Okay Nia, if you don’t let me go, I won’t even be able to start.” Karenna didn’t care which way this went, she won either way. Nia relinquished her grasp of Karenna’s legs and the smaller woman got up from her barstool. Nia watched Karenna get up and waited while her friend started back towards the direction of the dock. The wine had hit her as she knew it would, and as it had mixed with her morning pee, she could really feel it. Standing up more slowly, she hoped that her movements wouldn’t give her predicament away. Karenna said that she’d get her back, and Nia was positive that Karenna would follow through. Karenna couldn’t find anything near the dock, nor around the back area near the grill, Nia couldn’t have hid the key there. She was comfortably full, enough to have fun if she let go, but she had only been looking for a few minutes. She owed Nia a little more. The wet spot on her leggings had cooled and served as a reminder that she still had more within her. It was almost soothing. She still wanted more. Her friends could see her wet spot, and they would say nice things. Or they’d lie and pretend to laugh at her. That could only be a substitute for so long. Her mind raced as she haphazardly looked around for the key. A stranger could react so much better to her partial wetting. Or a full wetting. She had to have one, another public wetting. She needed it. It would calm her, bring her peace. She made her way to the pee dancing Mary-Ann. “Nice dancing skills you’ve got there, boss.” “Have you found the key? I’m actually trying to win.” “It’s not down by the dock or over by the grill. What do we win anyway?” Mary-Ann shrugged “Not wetting your pants?” “Seems like a lame reward to me.” “Can you at least play along? I am trying to make it.” Karana took a forlorn look at the driveway that led up the hill. She had a particular itch and one that she knew Mary-Ann wouldn’t let her scratch. Still, out of her feelings for her boss she sighed and looked for the glint of the silver key. Nia stood near the grill and tapped her fingers along the wall of the outdoor set. She could hear the waves of the week lapping against the shore and the dock behind her. She had hoped that the two of them could find it, even if she had to admit to herself how much she liked the feeling of holding it, the thought of making it and winning this little game was enticing. She started to walk around the small foot path and up towards the driveway where Mary-Ann and Karenna were. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this Mary-Ann. Did you have enough water?” “It was really good, but the spice!” “That’s what makes it so good.” “Can you give me a hint?” “You’re pretty warm. Mpfh. I shouldn’t have said that.” Mary-Ann looked down and saw Nia’s leg subtly grinding into the grass below her. She was great at hiding it. It was beginning to get to the point where if she removed her hand she may not win this little game. She hadn’t considered that she wasn’t the only one who was actually trying to win. She knew Karana probably would just go, but Nia was the same competitor that she was. “Hey, is this it?” Karenna pointed towards the path that Nia and Mary-Ann typically walked down. As she watched her boss and her best friend walk over to where she was pointing she felt a surge of urine rush to her opening. She didn’t fight it. She didn’t push either. Mary-Ann felt a similar rush as she bent over to examine the area that Karenna was pointing at but she clenched herself tight and pointed her toes towards each other. Her sneakers made the movement obvious but she held on. The panties under her jean skirt remained dry. “That bad already?” “I’m not kidding Nia. I want to win, but you gave me to much water.” “I didn’t give you anything” Nia said with a knowing smile. She swayed her hips in mounting desperation, and looked towards Karenna. “Oh. Hey I think Karenna’s starting to lose!” Mary-Ann looked towards her friend. Her deep red leggings had turned even darker shade of violet down her size and a little bit of liquid could be seen moving down towards the ground. Karenna was clearly enjoying her own game. “Having fun Kar?” “I’d do this all the time if I could!” Nia spoke in a low tone to Mary-Ann. “Is she serious?” Mary-Ann nodded “And you?” Nia asked “Eh, sometimes I want to make it.” “You and me both. But this is fun!” “So long as I can actually find this thing, c’mon Nia, give me a hint or I’m next!” “Hmm….” Nia waited “nah, your close enough.” Mary-Ann groaned as she bent over again. It was starting to hurt and push against her muscles and yet she still tightened them. She heard footsteps approaching, and by the squish and the slap of wet fabric, she knew it was Karenna. “Girl, you lost hard, you weren’t even close.” “I feel better though. And besides” a loud hiss erupted from Karenna. It was brief. “ahhh” Nia watched as the already inundated fabric was washed over by more hot urine. Small droplets fell from Karenna’s butt as her friend finished her sentence “I had fun.” Nia didn’t respond as she studied what her friend had done. It was still so alien to her to enjoy the feeling, especially to the point of losing a competitive challenge. Hoping Mary-Ann would hurry, Nia started to bounce her knees. Wine was her diuretic and every second that she had to wait for that key to be found added another pound of pressure to her filling bladder. But this was the competition. The same fire that drove her to the apex of her sport, pushing through pain, brought her some pleasure now. Another spasm had her rubbing her bouncing thighs. “Oh, so the stoic athlete does need to pee. You know you want to join me Nia.” “No Kar, I happen to like holding on. Mary-Ann’ll find the key. She’s close, then I’ll pee like normal. That’s my kind of fun. My game.” “Oooo! Speaking of game, what if you had to go this bad during an actual game?” “It probably happens ten times a year. No joke.” Nia started holding herself Karenna gasped, the imagery popping into her mind’s eye “Nia! What if…what if you were in the middle of a big game…and in front of all those people. The crowds. What if they all watched you while you started peeing your pants right there on the court?” The thought should have been revolting to Nia. It should have disgusted her. But a small tinge- a shot of electricity activated in a part of her mind that she didn’t know was dormant. What if? No-no you’re doing this for Kar, not you. You’ll be normal again once they leave. The idea of having people watch her didn’t leave. Nia broke the silence with a weak response “No…c’mon Kar. I-I could hold it.” Karenna delighted in the silence. Would Nia like to wet in public too? She pressed “Maybe if you were in a long line. And you have to go as bad as you do now, and others are watching you as you pounded on the door. Girl, you know want to try it.” “K-kar please. N-no I don’t.” Nia had never heard this from her friend. The shy Karenna she had grown up with was long gone, she knew that. But this serpentine voice was different. Karenna spoke of desire, and plainly so. The bushes rustled, and Mary-Ann stepped out, saving Nia from denying herself again. “This is impossible!” “Giving up?” “No. But, help?” “Sorry, Nia can’t she was just telling me about how badly she wants to do this in public.” “Kar! I was not!” “S-s-stop projecting Kar…Nia, help?” “You’re standing right in front ah-“ Nia felt a spasm. She was determined to win. She held it “…of it. By the water.” Mary-Ann hobbled over towards the sticks and muck of the shore. Karenna worked on Nia some more “Just let go- and pretend everyone is watching. Judging. Taking pictures.” “Kar! Stop.” Nia said firmly Karenna obliged. But she still had a goal in mind. She just had to wear down her friend. “Got it!” Mary-Ann popped up, her hand covered in mud “I’ll take that!” Nia plucked the key from Mary-Ann’s hand As she turned around, Karenna stood with a wide grin. “Kar, no. Mary-Ann found the key, I have it. We’re going to go like civilized humans.” “Not if I win my game.” “What game?” “Squeeze the pee out of Nia!” “N-n-no- Kar…” The smaller woman in pee coated leggings ran towards her tall friend. Mary-Ann held herself as she watched. Karenna may have had a height disadvantage, but she used her small frame to wrap around Nia’s swollen abdomen. Like a spider, she found herself wedged between Nia’s legs. “Kar! No!” Nia tried to speak between laughs. She tried pulling her friend off of her but the pressure of holding it and laughing sapped enough of her upper body strength that Karenna was impossible to force off of her. Her friend went in for the kill shot. Karenna slapped Nia’s bladder. With her torso right up against the crotch of her friends jeans, Karenna could feel the heat of Nia’s pussy. She smacked again, harder. A new sensation. Warm fabric “Uh! Nia’s peeing!” “No! Get off me and I can…” Karenna interrupted. The words coming out of her were not her own but the words of some seductress puppeting her mouth and molding her words. She spoke softly to Nia. “You’re there. In line. Pounding desperately at the door. It’s already started. You’ve lost. You’re peeing your jeans for everyone to see.” Nia tried to resist, she tried to deny that small fire that had started in the back of her mind. But her womanhood tingled with excitement. She was there. As her urine easily flowed out of her hairy muff and into her jeans, she put herself there. In front of all those nameless faces. The hiss that accompanied her strong stream was an audible one, the fantasy of doing so for an audience made her second time wetting herself that much easier. Karenna could see it in Nia’s eyes. She looked off in the distance and Karenna knew her messaging had gotten through. That she and Nia shared something that Karenna herself had just discovered. That their friendship could grow even in this act. Her shirt started to dampen and absorb Nia’s excess pee from her jeans. “Well, my work is done, let me just get out of here-“ “Oh no you don’t” Nia grabbed Karenna by the shoulders, dropping the key. “You made me go, you’ll stay for the whole thing.” “You’re getting pee on my shirt!” “Is that my problem?” Karenna stopped squirming and let Nia go on and over her. Nia slipped back into her fantasy. She had moved past the locked door scenario that Karenna had suggested and onto one of her own. The press conference. It had happened before. She’d be desperate after a game, but as the captain, she had questions to answer. Before she’d grin and bear it, but in her mind now, she wasn’t able to hold it. She hated the mundane questions anyway, maybe this would give them a real story. She fully relaxed into it, letting Karenna drop with a thud into her puddle as the rest of her urine ran out over her shoes and onto the ground. Mary-Ann hobbled over to the now wet Nia and Karenna and grabbed the key for herself. “Now I’m going to go like a civilized human.” Nia looked down at Karenna, who looked back at her. The two looked at Mary-Ann, then back at each other. A smile on both their faces. “I shouldn’t have said that…” Nia used her long arms to grab Mary-Ann’s wrists, and Karenna rolled forward, grabbing her ankles with her hands. She was now fully soaking in Nia’s puddle. “I’ve got her!” She called to Nia “You know, Karenna keeps doing this to me. I wonder if-“ “Don’t touch my…” A loud but dull pattering could quickly be heard underneath Mary-Ann “bladder.” “Don’t tell me I scared you.” “No! I already was leaking while you were going, and while I was talking I was spirting and…and…I really had to go. This-this is kind of an accident.” Karenna spit and sputtered, the splashing flow from her boss’s urine was smacking the ground hard enough to splatter her. It got on her face and some bounced into her hair. “You can let go of my legs Kar. I’m not going anywhere.” “I think she wants you to pee on her!” “No-no I don’t!” Karenna rolled up to stand, catching a glimpse of Mary-Ann’s panties under her skirt. They were heavily distended, unable to cope with the copious amount of liquid that was pouring out of her full bladder. She stood, her shirt wet with her boss’s and her friends pee. She took it off and rung it out, showing her black bra to the world. Mary-Ann spoke as her bladder finally started emptying “So what do we get for losing?” “Are you done?” “Almost. I needed that.” “Right, well, can you walk and pee?” Mary-Ann smiled and let Nia lead the group as Mary-Ann finished peeing her panties. Nia led them back to the grill area where they had started and sat them back down at the table. She reached into a bin that was near the grill and pulled out a large gallon jug of water. Then another, then another. “I made three of these just in case. Whoever lost had to finish one of these before they could go back inside.” She lifted each full jug onto the table and poured a glass for each of them. Karenna got an idea. “We should see who can refill theirs the highest.” “What? Measure ourselves?” Mary-Ann asked “Yeah. I want to prove to you guys that I don’t have a small bladder. I just pee when I want to.” “You don’t seem to be very good at holding it Kar.” Nia was peeling her jeans off before she sat back down “I can hold it! You’ll see!” Before starting her journey into a full gallon jug, Mary-Ann decided to add to the small pile of clothes. She pulled off her panties and tossed the soiled pair onto the deck with the other articles of clothing. Nia, who was now bottomless, didn’t seem to care and Karenna nearly came at the thought of her boss not wearing panties. As Mary-Ann downed her first glass, all three had begun to consume a full jug of water. As the jugs continued to be drained into the girls bladders, Karenna decided to bring up her experience with Nia. Her own desperation mounting “So, Nia. Is there anything you wanted to share from our game this morning?” Nia looked inquisitively. Was Karenna really going to bring this up in front of Mary-Ann? “N-no?” “Are you sure? I’ve been talking with Mary-Ann about it. She won’t do it.” “Goodness Kar, don’t make her-“ “I bring it up because I think she’d like it.” “Like what?” Nia still wanted to seem innocent. She knew what it was now Karenna looked back at the driveway, as if checking to see if anyone could hear her. She looked back “I like, and I have done this in public before. Mary-Ann keeps saying she doesn’t want to, but I think you might…like it.” Karenna shifted in her seat Nia looked at Mary-Ann, who looked back at her, then to Karenna. The phrase hung while the girls continued to get desperate. Nia spoke. “Let’s all do it.” Mary-Ann immediately protested, Karenna couldn’t believe what she heard “Really?” “Yeah. It’s like that movie when the girls decide to do everything as friends at the end. If we all do it, we’ll be our own team. No one will single anyone of us out” Mary-Ann shot-gunned more water. “No! I can’t. What if someone sees me? I’m terrified enough of this thing with Chloe! Oh…sorry Kar.” Karenna was hurt. A wave of guilt swept over her. She stayed silent. Nia steered the conversation back to her point “You don’t think I’m risking it as well? We’ll go Saturday. It’s supposed to be a rainy day. There’s a park down the road. It’ll be the last thing we do together as a group. It has to excite you a little, right Mary-Ann?” “Not really.” “You’ve never wanted to do this in public? Even if you wouldn’t get caught?” “How do you know I wouldn’t get caught? Besides…I did do it…once.” Nia gasped “Really? What’d you do?” “I got about as desperate as I am now and I went on a walk. I went up a little trail in the woods and I went in my pants. It was ok until my boyfriend caught me.” “You brought your boyfriend along?” “No. We were just friends at that point and I had a crush on him. I think…I think he saw what I had done.” “And? He’s still your boyfriend.” “But he probably just thinks I leaked while I ran. Not that I had done it on purpose.” “And that means you can’t do it again?” “I risked it once. Never again.” “Tell you what. I’ll go first on Saturday. We both have reputations to lose. I’ll show you that there’s nothing to be afraid of.” Mary-Ann looked at Karenna. The poor girl was struggling with both her water intake and with Mary-Ann’s comment. She sighed “Fine. We’ll do it Saturday.” “Alright!” Nia gave her a fist bump and offered one to Karenna, who was staring into the pile of soiled clothes on the deck. Quiet. Nia lowered her fist. She sucked down more and more water. Being the athlete of the group, she was used to high intakes of water at once and was nearly two thirds of the way done. Far beyond Karenna and even Mary-Ann’s half empty jug. Without the sweat from a workout or game, the water was shooting straight for her bladder. She had another gulp of water. There was no way she’d be the first to go. “Feeling alright Kar?” “Too much water…ow” “This’ll help.” Nia stood from the small table and made her way towards the house. As she walked, her bladder jiggled and jostled s mush as her bubble butt. She kept herself tight as she used her pussy to hold it. Mary-Ann had more water. She was almost done. But her bladder was too. She had just been through a long hold, and having another one was not wise. She didn’t plan to hold on long. “I’m sorry I mentioned Chloe.” “I knew you were worried. I should be the one apologizing.” “How could you have known that she would do this?” “You’re right. But…I still feel some responsibility” Mary-Ann nodded. Karenna continued “Are you worried about Sarah? She doesn’t hate you enough to take over, right?” “She’s an opportunist and…and I have to pee. Oh my w-“ Mary-Ann shoved her hands into her skirt but it did very little as a warm spirt exited Her bare minge was forced to hold onto a weak bladder. Mary-Ann wasn’t done with her water and still had more to hold. But her bladder was telling her that it was done. No more holding. It burned in frustration as she leaked again. Defying her angry bladder, she held it. “S-she’s and opportunist. I-if sh-she c-c-an force me out.” She exhaled. Her brief battle won for now “S-she can make a lot. She’ll get our clients. And revenue.” Karenna gave a depressed sigh. This situation was her fault. No matter what Mary-Ann said. No matter how many times she tried to push it way, she couldn’t. “I have to pee…I don’t even know…” Mary-Ann looked longingly at her nearly empty jug “Just go. There’s not enough in there-“ “I’m not a cheater!” “Fine. Suffer.” “Maybe...maybe I like holding it. Ever think of that?” “Yes. All the time.” Mary-Ann gave a nervous laugh. Their increasingly awkward conversation was broken by the sound of approaching footsteps. A half-naked Nia was returning with a trey full of snacks. Salted meats, some fruit, and crackers were placed in a decorative fashion around the silver tray. She didn’t show much desperation, but her swollen bladder was noticeable to Karenna “Hey boss, I think our waitress needs to pee!” “Bathrooms are for paying customers only! That’s goes for all of us!” Nia bounced to show her actual desperation as she played along with Karenna “Quick, take a video of her boss! Get your phone!” “She’s not the only one…” Mary-Ann looked at Nia, the water in her eyes showing the strain in defending against another contraction “I don’t think-ah!” Mary-Ann’s body shook as she clenched her spent muscles. All of the pain and determination that was currently failing to halt her spasming bladder. It was more than a leak. A short, quick flow of pee ran through her fingers and onto her jean skirt. “I can’t…do…it. gonna pee…” She said weakly “You’ve almost finished your water, finish it and go. Please” Karenna was surprised at Nia’s last word. It was a plea. She looked at her tall friend who was as still as a statue. Her leg was glistening slightly, and Karenna looked around to her friends backside. A small trickle of clear urine was seeping out of her friends public hair and down her leg. Nia was clearly at her limit and Karenna wanted to tease her a little “It’s not so bad boss, Nia’s having an accident too!” Mary-Ann was too busy choaking down the rest of her water to care or take notice. “I’m not Kar! I just. Let a little out.” The trickle stopped as Nia was talking. She had stopped it. The two friends looked at Mary-Ann as soon as they heard the splashing of water. Mary-Ann had tilted the rest of the jug upwards and the excess water, though there wasn’t much of it, splashed over her face and onto the ground. In a quick movement, she whipped the jug down and under her skirt. Without moving her skirt she moved the mouth of the jug close to her awaiting genitals. Both Karenna and Nia didn’t hear a thing, but they saw Mary-Ann’s eyes close and her shoulders slouch forward. Shortly, a new liquid was introduced back into the jug and the patter of a forceful stream was reverberating off of the sides of the empty jug. Karenna watched intently, hoping to catch a glimpse of Mary-Ann’s labia was she peed. Instead, she saw a water jug filling with more clear liquid and heard Mary-Ann moaning and mumbling incoherently as she relieved herself. Karenna was slightly disappointed that she didn’t see her boss’s snatch, but the fact that Mary-Ann had been so close to her limit was enough for her to enjoy. She still relished the thought of Mary-Ann having another accident at work. Karenna was taken out of her daydream when she heard another hiss coming from over her shoulder. Nia had spread her legs wide and was filling her own jug at a much faster rate than Mary-Ann. The sheer force was nearly knocking it out of her hands. She too had her eyes closed, embracing the relief. Karenna couldn’t think of a better way to spend a morning. Her two best friends in the world were both at their limits and she was steadily feeling desperate herself. She couldn’t wait to join them and was sure that nothing but Saturday’s adventure would top the feelings she had coursing through her. Nia couldn’t believe how good this felt. How she had held it and pushed her body to its limit. The sound was as sweet as the relief itself and the fact that her friends were watching her made her enjoy it that much more. She cared that she had an audience, and as she finished filling the jug as best she could, part of her imagined herself preforming such an act with the eyes of her teammates on her. She had been on desperate bus rides before, but never had she had to relive herself on the bus itself. The thought of her being the first in a desperate line of teammates with just one jug was fascinating to her. She opened her eyes to see that Mary-Ann had finished and put her jug back on the table. It was just about a quarter full. Nia dripped into her jug for a little while longer before lifting it onto the table. She was just about even with Mary-Ann. As the two recovered, they couldn’t stop panting. The ordeal had been exhausting and the two had been at their limits. Nia still dripped. “Quarter…quarter gallon. “ Mary-Ann said through labored breaths “One liter” Karenna did the math “Ow…I think that’s enough holding for one day.” Nia could hardly finish the sentence “Right on…not even going to try for the rest of the day…” Mary-Ann concurred “Do either of you know what time it is?” Karenna asked, she wasn’t close to desperate. Just enough to be comfortably full “It was noon when I went in.” Nia realized how hungry she was, now that she was empty. She picked at the snacks she put out Karenna’s eyes got wide “I have a call at 1 today! I can’t be drinking all this!” “Better hurry up then and finish. You’re not even halfway!” Nia pushed her to do the challenge too Karenna looked to Mary-Ann. “Should I? Cassie spent all month getting this guy on the call- he could be another huge deal. I can’t play. Can I?” Mary-Ann smiled, high off of the release of her bladder. “Your call. You’re her mentor. Sort of.” Karenna looked to the jug of water that still needed to be finished. If she could finish it, then fill it, she wouldn’t be desperate on the call, she hoped. Maybe Karenna could have her cake and eat it too. She went for it. She grabbed the jug and started to down the remaining water at an accelerated rate. Time had passed. How much time, none of the girls were sure, but both Mary-Ann and Nia were downing the snacks off of the tray and each had a glass of wine. Nia stood, still bottomless, so that she was facing the water with her back to the house. Mary-Ann listened to her story about basketball while Karenna was to full of piss, water and crackers to say much. “…I knew I had her when I got into a double move, and she bit on it. As soon as she tried for the ball” Nia leapt and pretended to shoot a basket ball with perfect form. Score one for me Mary-Ann thought. There was no way Nia was going to catch her. As Nia landed, her butt jiggled, and Karenna watched it jostle just under her friends pussy. She bit her lip and rocked in place. “Anyway. Did you play any sports Mary-Ann?” “I played some softball in high school, but I really liked track and field…” As Nia listened, she leaned over the tray and gripped a small vine. She began plucking grapes off of it, and spread her bare legs behind her. As she was still bent over the table and Mary-Ann was talking, Karenna heard a loud and distinguishable hiss from Nia. Her friend was pissing a hard stream onto the cement deck below them. The puddle rapidly expanded and was spaying Nia’s ankles with clear urine. Though her muff was hidden behind her pubic hair, Nia’s pink skin showed through her spread legs. It glistened with pee running through it and provided a stark contrast to her fawned skin. Mary-Ann was still talking, and Nia still listening, as though she wasn’t peeing at all. Karenna’s own bladder wanted to do the same. Most of the time, Karenna would have gone along with it. But she wanted to play the game. She took another sip of water and her bladder objected, demanding to be set free. Karenna looked at her longtime friend, hoping she’d stop pissing soon. Her eyes met Nia’s. “Kar looks like she’s about to piss or cum, and I can’t tell which.” Both. Karenna wanted to admit it, but she instead continued to rock back and forth, adding a bounce to hold on to her stretched bladder. “You’re running out of time to finish here Kar, better get to that last little bit!” She still had two tenths of her water to go, but she was feeling bloated and full. It was a daunting task. As Nia finally finished peeing, Mary-Ann revealed herself. “Speaking of pee, you don’t care about these barstools as much right?” “They’re meant for the rain. Why?” “You were telling such a great story about your basketball season, and I didn’t want to get up.” Karenna looked under her boss’s chair. It was still dripping and there was a puddle underneath the stool itself. Karenna had been so desperate that she didn’t even notice. Nor did she notice when Mary-Ann motioned to Nia that she had scored the first point in their private game. Mouthing a curse, Nia looked back to Karenna. When Nia noticed that Karenna wasn’t drinking, she decided to tease her playfully, as she had heard Mary-Ann do before. “I knew it. You have such a tiny bladder Kar. I don’t really blame you for having so many accidents, your poor bladder just bursts.” Karenna looked at Nia with love in her eyes. She didn’t see Nia as a sex partner or potential mate, but the light teasing and bond they shared nearly made her cry from the sheer joy. She nearly melted as Mary-Ann joined in “I can just imagine your struggle on this call. Cassie will be leading the way with a great presentation, she doesn’t want you to ruin it when you wet your pants. How do you think she’ll react?” Karenna looked to her boss with pure lust in her eyes. Hopefully she’d take me. No! Cassie’s not into you, stop that. Nia grabbed her attention back “Oh! You know what I’m going to do? If Kar doesn’t finish up, I’m gonna smack her bladder like she does to me.” “N-no I-I can do it…” “Better hurry.” Nia raised her hand- ready to slap Karenna grabbed her water jug and quickly downed more water than she could handle. She nearly choaked and the water jug was nowhere near empty. She tried again and this time her bladder warned her against it. She had to clench. She had to drink. The cool water was working its way down her throat and her pee was nearly working its way out. She tingled, she hurt. She’d try to finish. Gasping for air, she was nearly finished. Just a thin layer of water remained in the clear jug. One or two more chugs. She couldn’t. Lightheaded. Nia. Nia was going to smack her. Did she want that? She had too much water. She was nothing but water. Pee. She was nothing but pee as well. She poured more water in her mouth. The last of it. She spit it out and nearly threw up from the force of standing. Her red accented hair fell over her face as she pleaded. “I can’t…take my pants…off-one of you.” She maneuvered the jug to herself. She didn’t know if she was desperate to the point of broken English or if her brain was full of water. She hurt, everywhere. She only knew that and the fact that she wasn’t supposed to pee in her pants this time. She felt two sets of hands working on her now dry leggings. They were still stained from her earlier wetting, and clung to her legs. Once they were just past her kneecaps, Karenna let it go. It was missing the jug. Some of her pee dripped backwards, over her butt and dripped into her leggings. Most of it shot forwards and sprayed the ground below. Nia gently pushed the jug that Karenna was holding closer to her snatch. The mouth of the jug made a seal around her pussy and the rest of her pee was caught in an increasingly heavy container. She must have peed on Nia’s hand as her friend helped her, because Nia wiped it against Karenna’s thigh. She didn’t care. She was peeing hard, but with little relief. At some point she stopped, but she was still full of water. She didn’t have a full comprehension of her surroundings as she sat back down. Nia took the jug and placed it on the table. Karenna put her head down and closed her eyes. She just needed a moment. Did she pass out? Mary-Ann was shaking her as Nia rubbed her back. Karenna felt a little better. More alert. Her meeting. Did she miss it? How much time had passed? Mary-Ann asked her if she was ok. Karenna took a deep breath “That was too much. Ow. But. I told you both. I have a big bladder. I must have filled that whole thing.” “Um Kar?” Nia asked gently. She was worried they had pushed her too far Karenna opened her eyes and lifted her head, her senses returning as her body tried to process the intake of water. “You missed us by a bit. Mary-Ann has this at 800 milliliters.” Karenna looked at her work. Mary-Ann was probably right. Maybe a little more or a little less. She had the smallest bladder of the group. She felt another sensation. She was horny. The smallest bladder verifiably. How embarrassing. How…humiliating Chloe had undoubtably awaked her to her submissive side. She had wanted this all along. She needed to be taken by someone. She burned with desire. She smiled at her friends, hoping she’d be teased. They were both still worried about her. They had to be prodded. Karenna spoke meekly. “I guess I do have a little bladder…you guys won’t make fun of me…will you?” “I don’t know, should we?” Nia looked at Mary-Ann Mary-Ann looked at Karenna, Karenna smiled at her, telling her it was ok. Mary-Ann decided to let Nia in on one of Karenna’s practices “You think this is why you wet the bed, Kar?” Nia gasped “Really? You pee the bed?” Karenna looked at her friend sheepishly. “I-I protect my sheets.” “Should I be checking yours? You didn’t ruin my sheets did you?” Karenna shook her head. “Unless you want me to.” “I’d rather not. Thanks for telling me though.” Nia sounded sarcastic but she was trying to banter with Karenna, who took it well. Still playing, Karenna retorted “It’s just hard having the smallest bladder in a group. Mary-Ann, tell her what happened on the way here?” “What happened on the way here Kar?” Mary-Ann wasn’t sure how Karenna wanted to take the conversation and let her guide it “You remember!” Karenna looked at Nia again “I really needed a pee break and boss wouldn’t let me. I had an accident…or two.” Karenna said it with a smile “And then there was the old couple at the gas station.” Mary-Ann chimed in “Yeah! And then- because I guess we can only make a bathroom stop when Mary-Ann is about to have an accident, I got left outside the bathroom door. This sweet old couple had to watch me wet my pants.” Karenna said with a pout Nia decided to poke fun at Mary-Ann “You too?” “Look, I just wanted Kar to know that accidents happen to everyone. Trust me, I had control.” “Sure you did!” Karenna smiled and put her arms around both Nia and Mary-Ann. “I love you both so much!” “We love you too Kar!” They shared a group hug Karenna excused herself in order to get ready for her afternoon meeting while Nia and Mary-Ann cleaned up from breakfast and ensuing game. Nia carried her wet jeans from that morning over her shoulder and brought the dishes in. Mary-Ann carried in her soiled panties and the remaining cooking items. Inside, the two decided to change and go for a walk. A journey together that the two had grown accustomed to. Nia found herself in her room before they left, picking out a new pair of pants to wear. It was striking, to be judging what pants to put on based on what they might look like when wet. Her wet jeans from that morning sat in a crumpled pile. They were balled up and out of the way. Out of curiosity, she unfurled them again. It was hard to get them completely flattened out again, but Nia studied the pee stain. It was hers, and undeniably so. The mental barrier that she had fought so hard to overcome had receded when she thought of. It. Is that what I want to do? Why? Why do I want this in public? Karenna wants it. She’s done it. Why me too? Nia thought of Drew. What he likes. She couldn’t make this a dominant act. Could she? Karenna would know. Panty-less, Nia decided on a pair of deep brown jeans and the same white top from that morning. These might show a little, but she had to hide her act from Mary-Ann as well. She was already down by one score. Mary-Ann had changed into a lighter pair of khaki shorts. With her lead already established by one, she knew she just had to wait for Nia to try it and she’d win today. She wasn’t sure what dares that Nia could come up with, but she wasn’t about to find out. She was the one who had started all of this. There was no way she could lose to Nia, who was still just a beginner. Mary-Ann had also done this in front of her boyfriend who probably still had no idea. This was her game to lose. Confident, she walked out of the front door with Nia. Karenna had gotten herself dressed in a much more professional top than she had worn that morning. A white blouse and her favorite grey blazer hid the fact that she was just wearing pink jeans. She was under dressed for the meeting they would be having, but with her phone acting as her camera, she could control what was seen and she had no anticipation of letting anyone on the other side know what she had on for pants. Her bladder felt irritated, bothered from her refusal to give it relief that morning. Karenna worried that it would give her trouble. But Mary-Ann had told her to play. Maybe she could get away with it today. The ding of her virtual meeting app signaled that someone had entered the ‘room’. As the camera came on, it was Cassie. She had the conference room all set up and Karenna could see Anna just leaving the room. Cassie gave Karenna a wave over the internet. “You and Anna doing ok by yourselves?” “So far, so good. She’s so sweet. You two having fun?” “Too much fun! No, but it’s been awesome.” “Maybe I’ll be joining you guys next time. This year’s already looking great!” “Ask Mary-Ann about that, but I’m sure it’d be fun with you here too. Hey, before we get started here, I have to pee, so-“ The conference room door started to open and Anna poked her head in. The clients were waiting. Cassie looked to the screen and told Karenna “I hope this doesn’t end up like the concert!” Karenna smiled and nodded. She was in trouble. She remembered her experiment from earlier in the week. If she let some out now, maybe it keep her desperation away. Cassie stood and shook the clients hand while Karenna let out a touch of urine. It hit her panties and quickly warmed them. She stopped. Now damp, she felt slightly better. So long as she didn’t get it on Nia’s floor, Karenna felt as though she might get away with it. Maybe she wasn’t in trouble after all. The afternoon sun felt warm and inviting on Nia’s skin. Happily, she made her way through the driveway with Mary-Ann. The good feeling from the sun, the success with her large bladder size, and the new experiences made her smile. She put her arm around Mary-Ann in a platonic fashion “Thanks for agreeing to go out on Saturday. You’re a selfless girl Mary-Ann!” “Against my better judgement. I still can’t believe you wanted to go along with Kar on that one. You have a reputation you know.” “It’ll be a fun new experience. I think Kar will love it!” “But its not about her, is it? She said that you might like it. You know Kar better than I do. She doesn’t mean ‘might’. You want it for you, don’t you?” Nia sighed as they walked into the woods. Mary-Ann had caught her. “You’re right, I guess. I want to try it in public.” “Why? Karenna does it to get caught, and I guess it makes sense from her perspective. From what she likes, but you? You’re a leader Nia. You have people that depend and look up to you. You can’t be seen wetting your pants.” “But that’s what makes it fun, isn’t it? To not get caught? It’s like our little game. You like that, right?” “Yeah, which by the way, I’m going to win. But that’s just between us. No one else is going to see it, or judge.” “But that’s why we gotta raise the stakes girl! Someone could see us, and that would be embarrassing. But they also might not see us and that feels like the point of the game! Besides, isn’t it more fun to pee on yourself because you’re out of time or options, and not because you just gave up?” “Holding it in is fun, sure, but the best part about that is when you make it. Even when its on the side of the road or in a bush.” “They both feel like they’d be fun to me.” Mary-Ann shook her head. She couldn’t understand why someone with so much on the line if she got caught would be so intrigued. Maybe she wouldn’t like it once she actually did it. Mary-Ann could only hope. Cassie was doing a fantastic job. Karenna knew what Mary-Ann had seen in her, and Karenna marveled at how quickly her boss was able to forge a gem out of the wreckage that Cassie could have been. Karenna spurted again. Her panties were now nearly consistently warm. While letting a little bit go at a time had helped in her desperation, it had also enticed her to let more and more out. In the middle of speaking, she spurted some more. This time it was longer. When Cassie started to speak again, Karenna stole a look at her jeans. A small dark spot, the size of a pencil tip was visible. She was running out of room, and still had a filling bladder. She looked at her watch. Just over ten minutes had passed. Karenna was in trouble. Nia knew when she started walking that she would have to go again soon. Exhausted from her intake of water and wine that morning her kidneys were working over time and her bladder was unhappy. She still had to catch and then pass Mary-Ann by find a way to relieve herself in her pants without being caught. It was her game. She was going to find a way to win. Karenna was now standing and marching around the room. She didn’t have much of a speaking role, but was there to watch and guide Cassie. It was the worst situation in a meeting. Or it would be for almost anyone but Karenna. This was her dream. She had been desperate at work too many times to count, but this was different. She had far too much to drink and had already been at her limit. It was hard to focus. Not because of her desperation, but her arousal. She had no escape. The bathroom was right by her bedroom, not more than six or seven yards. She couldn’t sit down and go during an important meeting like this. They’d all hear her hissing and splashing. Sorry guys, I have a tiny bladder and I just couldn’t hold it anymore. Karenna was sexually stirred by the thought. She rubbed her pants, partly in desperation, partly in arousal. Karenna was closing in on another wetting, content as she crossed her legs. Nia didn’t want to hold it more than she had to. She was ready to go already, armed with a plan to distract Mary-Ann, she just needed to execute. This was no different than winning a game in the final moments Just execute Mrs. Armstrong Nia played her coaches words in her mind. She took a deep breath. “Hey boss-lady, how have we never taken a selfie?” Mary-Ann was ahead of her, she turned around “You never asked!” “Well I’m asking now girl, c’mon over here!” Nia positioned herself so that when she squatted down, her jeans would be slightly over the edge of the trail and she could hopefully run her piss over the grass. It was worth a shot. As Mary-Ann approached, Nia let a little bit drop out of her and hit the crotch of her jeans. It didn’t show, but it proved to her that she was ready. Nia squatted, her butt over the edge and hovering above the tall grass. Mary-Ann walked behind her and squatted as well, a big smile plastered on her face. As soon as Nia hit the button, she relaxed. Nia expected another battle with her brain, which had fought her so many times before. This time, all she felt was a slight tickling sensation up against her womanhood. If her jeans weren’t becoming warmer and warmer, she wouldn’t have even realized that she was going. Mary-Ann was none the wiser. Duckface, kissing face, peace signs and more made up the selfies between them, and all the while, Nia was spraying piss into her jeans. The entire photoshoot took a little less than a minute, but it was just long enough for Nia to finish the ample amount of pee that she had made. Mary-Ann stood first, resuming her walk without taking note of Nia’s dripping jeans. The score was tied at one. Karenna’s desperate hold was suddenly interrupted by a text alert at the top of her screen. It was from Cassie How are you holding up? Bad. Got to peeee! Karenna put extra emphasis on her need, though it was great Me too Before Karenna could respond, it was Cassie’s turn to speak again. As Karenna watched her get up to point and work the projected graphs on the whiteboard. Her movements were subtle, and if Karenna wasn’t looking for them, she may not have even noticed. As Cassie stood, she tapped her booted foot against the floor, occasionally grinding it into the carpet. Sympathetically, Karenna decided to let another spirt escape. As she tried to clench, more shot through and darkened her pink jeans. If she had been in person, it would have been a noticeable leak. Karenna wasn’t going to make it, and she knew that now. But she still needed to find a spot to let the rest out. Where that could be, she didn’t yet know. Mary-Ann wasn’t concerned with discreetly wetting her pants. She had a point on Nia and was confident that her friend couldn’t score on her. The pair had stopped at the same clearing that Nia had taken them to on the first day. The air was just as clean as before and the view was equally as sweet. Mary-Ann had come up with an idea for another game as they had walked here, and she turned, with her back to the clearing, to speak with Nia “Did you ever have easter egg hunts as a kid?” “Heard about them. Why?” “We should have a scavenger hunt tomorrow. It might be fun if we-” “Aw, I was counting on doing a holding contest.” “Why not both? We could mark a spot on the ground, and if you get enough clues to find it-“ Mary-Ann started to pee her shorts, just to give an example “I feel like not wetting your pants is more of a reward.” Nia had to speak over the splashing of the dirt below “Ok, then if you make it to the spot, you can go how you want.” Mary-Ann’s shorts where almost a mahogany brown as the patch spread to both her legs “And if we can’t make it?” “You have to use the bathroom for the rest of the day.” “Guess I know which one I’ll be losing.” “Cool. Easy forfeit for me. And I’m up 1-0 today already!” Mary-Ann finished wetting “Fine, I’ll play for real. But you’re not up anymore. You didn’t catch this.” Nia turned, revealing her wet jeans. Mary-Ann gasped “Nia! When did this happen?” Smiling, Nia told her “Selfies! We were taking pictures and I just.” She mad a motion with her hands to simulate a flow of liquid “let it go.” “Look at you! Wow!” Mary-Ann gave her a high five “Score one for you I guess.” The two friends smiled and continued their walk, now both sporting pee-stained clothes. It was coming. Karenna couldn’t do a thing about it. She was propped up against the wall of the bedroom, a hand jammed deep into her squirming crotch. A bladder spasm, already invited by her earlier releases, burned through her defenses. She felt warm. Looking down, Karenna could see that she was rewetting the dark patch that already inhabited the crotch of her jeans. It slowly trickled down her inseams, but was fat enough to coat her thighs. Her legs shook as she made a decision. Waddling towards the double doors that led to the small porch, Karenna’s face was still buried in her phone. She had to keep a stone face. Cassie was presenting now, and she had to act as though pee wasn’t trickling down her legs and dripping onto the carpet below her. As soon as she got to the doors, she flung them open and stopped pretending that she could still hold her pee. Hot urine gushed forth. Quickly, it overran her pink jeans and turned them a dark, almost black color. Her body hissed with the speed of her pent up piss and the gush of her moist legs started to worry Karenna. Did they hear her? Cassie confirmed it “Karenna? Is everything ok there?” “Uh, yeah.” She smiled “I think. It was getting noisy in there, so I stepped out. Spilled my water bottle.” She lied. She had no water bottle. As bold as she had gotten with strangers, she wasn’t horny enough to admit that it was scorching pee that was running down her legs. The group still couldn’t see below her waist. It was her saving grace. She didn’t want to ruin this for Cassie, who was close to closing the deal, but Karenna couldn’t deny that she more or less just had an accident while working. She even had the warm puddle to prove it. As she finished, the meeting resumed as though nothing was the matter. Karenna’s clit throbbed. This one was as real as she could get. During a meeting. The risk of getting caught was much greater than her other attempts at public wetting. She had a taste of wetting at work. Karenna was hooked. Cassie needed to hurry up and close out the meeting, Karenna was horny. Mary-Ann was disappointed. More in herself than anything else. She decided to speak about it “You know, I got to be honest, I thought I had today won. I can’t believe I didn’t catch you when we took those selfies.” “Coach always reminds us, your opponent gets paid too. Don’t underestimate me Mary-Ann, or I’ll have you doing some sort of dare. Scratch that, I’m going to have you doing some dare, because I aim to win this.” Mary-Ann shook her head, she had been arrogant. She’d have to prove herself again and take the first day for herself. A chance to try again was coming though, as the house came back into view. Karenna had turned the shower on. She needed one, and the cover of the rushing water to mask her screams of pleasure. She was coming down off of her second climax. The meeting had ended, Cassie had closed, as Mary-Ann knew she would, and Karenna was free again. Panting and returning her breathing to normal, Karenna looked at her phone. It had dinged with the sound of a text coming through. It was from Cassie What a meeting! Thanks for all that you’ve done for me, even though I can be difficult. You’ve helped turn my life around and I’m really starting to accept myself as a business woman. A serious woman. Thanks Karenna 🙂 You’ve come a long way Cassie. Good job today. 😙 I’ve got to know though. Did you make it? Kind of? Oh no! Was it like the concert? Worse 🤣🤣🤣 That wasn’t water that you spilled, was it? 🤫 I’ll keep this one between us too. If it was anything like the concert, at least the neighbors got a look at your cute butt! Karenna’s heart was sent aflutter. For a moment. Confusion then set in. Cassie was straight, right? Why was she calling Karenna cute again? Was she just being playful? It was Cassie. She could be. Karenna took a deep breath and sent a risky text back You’re cute too! Don’t know if I’ve seen your butt though… 😘 What was that supposed to mean? Karenna shifted the topic slightly It’d be rude of me to ask if you made it or not too Yeah, and I nearly killed Anna though. LOL what? She was using the stall, and I didn’t want to wait. I used the boys potty instead Urinal? Yup, and Anna walked out as I was going and made a face. I hope she doesn’t think I’m a boy! 😆😆😆 You can pee standing up though? 😁 Karenna pushed the envelope again I still owe you some time at your bar. When we hang out, you have to show me how to do that! It’s a date! Have fun with Mary-Ann! What did she mean by date? Was it just the expression, or something more? Karenna was confused. And horny again. She needed the shower. The sun was hanging low in the sky. Hours had passed after Nia’s walk with Mary-Ann and Nia was preparing dinner for her guests. She still wore the same brown jeans that she had on for her walk. They had mostly dried, but a thin outline of a pee patch still resided on her butt. The heat of the grill was a pleasant contrast to the cooler evening air. It was comforting. Nia felt had a twinge in her bladder. She had recovered from the morning activities and, had the urge hit even a day ago, she would have excused herself to make a trip to the bathroom. But today was different. Nia looked back. Mary-Ann and Karenna were sunbathing. Mary-Ann still had her shorts on from earlier, and Karenna had changed into a pair of jean shorts. Smiling, Nia turned back to the grill. Hoping that Mary-Ann was too engrossed in her relaxation to take notice of the chief, Nia took a shot. She started to pee her jeans. It all happened so quickly. Like her experience with the selfie, there was no impediment to her demand. Nia looked down, admiring the streaking wetness that effortlessly flowed down to the ground below her. Beads of pee had broken through the denim and dripped into a puddle that was starting below her. Out of curiosity, she grabbed her still pissing pussy. Her urine began to soak her public hair, and her pee began to splash in her now developed puddle. Damn it! Nia was worried the noise would give her up Mary-Ann had been enjoying the silence of the late afternoon. Just the warm sun, cooler air, and some quality time with her friends. The sudden tapping sound and splashing of some foreign liquid got her attention. She first looked to Karenna, who was enjoying the sun as well. Her sunglasses blocked her eyes as well, and Mary-Ann couldn’t tell if she heard the same noise. Mary-Ann looked under Karenna’s chair, dry. Nia had to be the culprit. Unsurprisingly, the dark, glistening streaks that now defined Nia’s jeans were the source of the noise. Mary-Ann had to call her out to if she was going to prevent Nia from earning a point. Part of her didn’t want to, Nia was obviously enjoying herself. But Mary-Ann also intended to win. She shouted loud enough for Nia to hear her over the noise of the grill. “Hey Kar, is Nia peeing herself over there?” Karenna gasped, though more for show “She is! I thought you had a strong bladder girl!” “Everyone has their limits Kar! I’m at mine!” “You know, you actually have good ideas from time to time.” As Nia finished wetting her pants, Karenna started to piss her shorts. They too glistened in the sunlight. She looked to Mary-Ann “I have to pee.” Mary-Ann smiled back “Me too.” “For most people, it’s probably embarrassing to admit that you peed your pants in front of your boss.” “Or for your boss to say that she peed her pants in front of you!” “Yeah but you love it!” “And I love you Kar. This has been a ton of fun.” Nia watched Karenna pee her shorts from afar. She couldn’t hear what she and Mary-Ann were saying, but it sounded like pleasant conversation. This was it. It was strange to be in cold, wet, heavy jeans on purpose. Mary-Ann had been right however, it was about the bond they shared, not the act itself. Nia was finally starting to understand. Dinner was good, yet uneventful. The trio ate in their wet pants, Nia had still failed to notice Mary-Ann’s wet shorts. But she did pick up on the complement for the excellent dinner. As the meal was wrapping up, Mary-Ann asked Nia if they could have a campout, should Karenna be up for it. Karenna had never been camping, but the idea sounded intriguing. When they had finished their meal, Karenna cleaned the table, and Mary-Ann held Nia set up the tent. The wooden platform kept them off of the ground, and made for an easy setup, certainly the easiest in Mary-Ann’s life. Karenna was instructed to get the hunting sleeping bags that Drew kept in the shed for the group. By the time they were finished, the sun was nearly set. The girls started a campfire. As they walked, Mary-Ann spoke privately to Nia “I can’t believe you didn’t notice this the whole time.” She showed her wet shorts “Damn. Score one for you I guess. Congrats on winning day one!” “What, you’re throwing in the towel already?” “No, but I have an idea for a game, and I need my bladder.” Nia laughed As she started the campfire, Nia had Karenna fetch wine and whiskey from the house and to bring as much as she could carry. It didn’t take long for the social lubrication to get Nia’s game rules revealed. “Have either of you girls ever played ‘never have I ever’?” “Yes” “No” Mary-Ann was unfamiliar “The idea is that one person says something that they’ve never done. And if you have done the thing, you have to put a finger down. I was thinking it might be more fun if you lose though, to pee a little. If you completely let go, you’re out.” Karenna agreed to play in a muffled tone through her shot of whiskey. Mary-Ann nodded as she sipped some wine. Nia held up her fingers and went first “Never have I ever…eaten a snail.” “Who the hell eats a snail? That’s an easy one!” Karenna was enjoying her liquor “The French do! But I haven’t either.” Mary-Ann corrected Karenna It was Karenna’s turn next. She went with an easy question too “Never have I ever…tried skateboarding.” None of the girls had either. Karenna had grabbed a small bottle. She was tipsy. And almost done. It was Mary-Ann’s turn next “Never have I ever…cried during a movie.” Nia didn’t move her hand, but Karenna wasn’t happy “Oh, c’mon! I cry at every movie!” “Them’s the rules Kar.” “mmph.” Karenna leaned forward. In the light of the campfire, her dried shorts were now visible. The crotch of which darkened slightly, and a small stream trickled out. Karenna stopped it. She stayed in the game. It was Nia’s turn next “Never have I ever…owned a cat.” No hands went down. Karenna was next “Never have I ever…been to a theme park.” Nia looked at Mary-Ann who looked back at her “What? I’m afraid of roller coasters!” No hands went down. Mary-Ann spoke next “Never have I ever…sent nudes to anyone.” Both Nia and Karenna put a finger down “Nia? You too?” “Yeah…your brother Kar.” “Oh my g-Nia!” Nia grimaced “sorry” Karenna shook her head and walked over to Nia, the two stood next to each to each other, and in front of Mary-Ann, to prove that they were wetting. Nia went first, her brown jeans now accepting her urine for the third time that day. As the crotch darkened, Nia’s legs shook. She grabbed her muff and was able to regain control, although barely. Karenna exhibited much more control, and held on easily for the second time. Nia squirmed as she sat back down “Girls, I might be done. It felt so good…I want to…” “Go girl! Do it, do it, do it!” Karenna was starting to get drunk, and shouted at the top of her lungs “I’m not going to lose Kar!” “Then go! It’s your turn!” “mmpfh…alright…never…” Nia was squirming “Nia’s gonna pee her pants! Nia’s gonna pee!” Karenna was trying to sing, but it was off key. “Shut up! You’re drunk!” “And you’re cute!” Nia ignored the comment “Never have…never have I ever…owned a dog” Karenna still mumbled to herself, her hand staying up, but Mary-Ann stood. “Max was a good boy.” “Did he teach you to pee outside?” “Like this?” Mary-Ann let a little out, her shorts didn’t hold much “Weeee! I like this game Nia!” Karenna was rowdy Mary-Ann shook her head and sat back down. Karenna shouted her next question “Never has I ever…” A sudden hiss broke through the drunken ramblings of Karenna. Nia looked at the group “I can’t hold it! Ahhh!” Her jeans soaked in it and her butt was drenched “Let me feel!” Karenna stumbled as she tried to get up “Leave her alone Kar!” Mary-Ann spoke up “I just-I just wanted to comfort her!” “She’s fine!” As Nia finished, Karenna lay down on the sand, drunkenly assuming that she could rest there. “Hurry up and lose boss. I’m tired!” Mary-Ann looked at Nia, who was still soaking in her urine. She spoke to the relatively sober Nia. “This was a good idea. But giving Kar that much whiskey wasn’t.” “Agreed, just lose and lets get her to bed.” Nia spoke as Mary-Ann let the rest of her bladder relax “Hey Kar? Lets get ready for bed. It’s late-“ “Did boss lose?” “Yeah.” “Yay! What do I win?” “Love and respect. Now lets get you to sleep.” Nia walked back to the house with a stumbling and shuffling Karenna. The small girl had insisted on getting her pajamas, and in the interest of closing the night before Karenna got any worse, Nia obliged. Mary-Ann finished wetting her shorts before she kicked out the fire. While Mary-Ann had changed into a pair of athletic shorts for the night, Nia returned with Karenna, who was rambling and laughing about something. She was incoherent, and Mary-Ann wasn’t about to get in the middle of it. Nia was a pro, guiding Karenna back to the tent once she had the girl dressed in her pajamas. Karenna had insisted that Nia change too, and she had done so. It was a very large tent, and able to accommodate the three women and their sleeping bags. Once Karenna had been led into the orange structure, she immediately flopped face forwards onto the middle sleeping bag. “Night-night” This would be her final words for the evening “Night-night? What the-?” Mary-Ann looked at Nia Nia shrugged, and rolled over. Mary-Ann followed suit. Within moments, Karenna was snoring. It took what felt like hours for Mary-Ann and Nia to reach the same state of slumber. In the early hours of the morning, when the predators of the night still roamed, Karenna’s bladder attempted to wake her. It needed relief. It’s counterparts in both Nia and Mary-Ann had emptied themselves at the end of the game, but it had suffered only a partial emptying. It was still dark, but Karenna’s bladder wanted her to squat, or wet. It didn’t matter. It was full. Every alarm was sent to her brain, every warning that her bladder was too full was delivered. But it wasn’t received. Karenna continued to sleep, dreamless. Her over indulgence on whiskey had cost her. Her bladder was paying the price, and soon, so would she. These sleeping bags weren’t just Nia’s they were Drew’s. Still, her bladder was too full, and her muscles could only be tightened for so long. Her body was about to relax, and gave one more desperate plea to its master. Karenna slept, drooling on her pillow. It was clear, but for her good fortune, Nia and Mary-Ann stayed asleep. All they would have known was that a suspicious sound was stemming from Karenna. It was not nearly as strong as her daytime wetting, and her usual hiss had been replaced by a slight trickle. Like a creek gently pushing itself over rocks, Karenna’s urine pushed through her genital walls. As her bladder fully contracted, the slight trickle had a small stream to it. Because she was laying on her stomach, the first spray of nighttime urine ran up her pajama bottoms. As it reached her waistband, it spread around it, wetting the top. It then pushed forward, and began to soak into her shirt. The puddle then expanded downward, flowing straight from Karenna’s tight pussy. The puddle reached past her thighs, creating an unmistakable stain between them. As more and more pee flowed from the unknowing Karenna, the puddle expanded outward. The sleeping bag suffered the most. It would have been ruined, but Karenna had flopped down on top of it. It was just the outer layer that was saturated. When Karenna was done, she had unknowingly been granted something she knew she wanted. Embarrassment. She had pissed all over Nia’s sleeping bag, and soaked her shirt and pajamas. She could only hope that Nia might want to do the same. A/N: So that was 13k words! Sorry it took so long to publish but that's why. Who do you think will win Nia and Mary-Ann's game? If you guess right, I'll give you an interlude scene of your choice when those return. Do you think Nia will enjoy their public excursion on the final day? What do you think that'll do for her relationship with Karenna? Also, did you like drunk Karenna? I felt like I rushed the end a little, so we didn't get a ton of time with her, but you never know, she might return! I have no idea how long the next chapter will be, so it may be a while before I post again, but I am motivated and working on it! Thank you all for your support!
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  25. Yes I am aware. I am just drawing these pictures to make them less explicit. I have a limit of drawing bare genitals. Plus it really depends on how the women squat.
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  26. Take a trip back in time with this hidden camera voyeur video recorded on VHS. This nostalgic video captures the feel of VHS and the thrill of a desperate wetting accident caught on a hidden camera. In this scene, Alisha is bursting to pee and runs to the bathroom. She gets to the bathroom, but as she goes through the door she is already starting to pee in her pants. Standing in front of the toilet, she struggles to stop the flow for just a moment, just long enough to get her pants down, but is unable to control the flood. Despite being only inches from the toilet, she ends up completely peeing in her pants.
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  28. Hi all, My return to writing after a long time off, hope you enjoy this story. It’s set in the universe of the Witcher games, based on a scene you can unlock when you attempt to have a threesome with the two main romantic leads, however with an interesting twist I’ll hope you’ll enjoy! Feedback is always welcome! anyway on with the stoy: Drip, drip, drip… The water clock in the at the inn steadily dripped water onto the plate, demonstrating, pointedly, the passage of time as the two women waited. The first was a red headed woman, with an athletic figure, with ample cleavage and behind, clad only in a scanty pair of turquoise lingerie which jiggled as she paced the room, her hair scraped back into a pony tail tied with a similarly coloured ribbon. The second was a raven haired. She also had an athletic build with a considerable bust and derrière, but with a more angular face, framed by her shoulder length hair with a black bralette and frilled panties to match her complexion. She sat staring out the window cross legged on the chair, goblet of wine in hand. “Where is he?” The Scarlet haired girl asked. “I don’t know Triss.” The Dark haired girl answered, shifting in her seat slightly to peer out of the window once more. “We told him to meet us here at the kingfisher two hours ago, how could he have gotten lost Yen?” Triss asked, adjusting her bra to recapture her breasts as she paced. “I’m sure he was just waylaid by something, you know how he is.” Yennefer replied, shifting in her chair again to get a better look at her companion, taking another sip of wine. Triss Merigold was pacing. Not overly unusual for her, Yen knew from past experience that she paced when she was anxious about something, like an upcoming examination. But Yen wasn’t sure what she was so anxious about this time, after all this was her idea to begin with. When Yennefer had found out that her long time lover Geralt of Rivia, had been cheating on her with his on and off partner, and her friend, Triss Merigold without either of them knowing she contacted Triss to inform her they plotted their revenge. At Triss’ suggestion they approached Geralt and fooled him into believing that they wanted to spend a night of passion together, the three of them. They told him to meet them here at the kingfisher inn at 9PM where they would chain him up in bed and leave him there to be found, which involved waiting for him to arrive, something they had done by drinking wine, chatting and then waiting. Both had stripped to their undergarments, a long winded process which resulted in them not leaving the room since it was completed almost 3 hours ago, which could explain Triss’ pacing Yen suddenly realised. Yennefer was feeling pretty uncomfortable herself. She hadn’t released her waters since that morning, not wanting to use the street due to her panties, she had been forced to hold her waters, normally not an issue, after all she was a court mate by training and expected to be able to be patient for hours through ceremonies and court meetings. But the two of them had consumed a rather large amount of wine during the afternoon which had made its way through her and was now starting to make urgent signals in her bladder, begging to be released. Yen glanced down and saw her abdomen jutting out slightly, her bladder having started to bulge due to the amount of liquid it was having to contain. A quick search of her friend’s form elicited a similar sign. A suspiciously large bulge just above the line of Triss’ panties. She also had to pee. And bad. Triss was seriously regretting some of the decisions she made today. She had spent the previous night drinking, woken up late and barely had time to throw back on her clothes and rush to meet Yennefer at their rendezvous before they went to Geralt. From their they went straight to the tavern to reminisce and drink, a tavern which had no indoor privy. After a long time of chatting and drinking, during which Triss forgot about her lack of bathrooms, she was suddenly assailed by a desperate urge from her bladder. Not wanting to end her conversation with her friend abruptly, Triss undid the top button of her tight leather pants, giving her bladder somewhere to expand. Unfortunately for her this caused Yen to notice and glance at the time, cursing as she realised they were both still dressed and Geralt was about to arrive. They hurriedly started to undress, Triss finishing quickly and about to search for the chamber pot when Yen called to her and begged her to help her with her dress. Not wanting to upset her friend she agreed, crossing her legs as she helped her unhook her friend from her clothes. However that was nearly three hours ago, with Geralt being over two hours late. And Triss couldn’t find the chamber pot without letting onto Yen what she was doing. Something she would like to avoid until the last minute. “He’s a Witcher how does he get lost!?” Triss cried, stopping pacing to stare at a book, though Yen noticed she also crossed her legs tightly as she did so. “As I said he probably got held up by something.” Yen answered patiently, shifting around in her chair again. However she secretly wished Geralt would hurry up, her own need was becoming rather pressing. “I do so wish he would hurry up.” Triss huffed, turning on her heel and beginning to pace again, mincing her steps slightly as she walked in an effort to keep her legs pressed together. “Any particular reason? I can’t wait to teach him a lesson either but surely there’s no rush?” Said Yen, knowing that not to be true for either of them but wanting Triss to come out with her problem. “Yes there damn well is a rush! I need to piss!” Yelled Triss, before almost going as scarlet as her hair. ‘And finally she comes out with it!’ Thought Yen triumphantly. “I see, I thought that might be the issue.” Yen uttered, wincing in discomfort and shifting in her chair once more. “I haven’t peed since last night and all that wine didn’t help and I’m about to burst and I can’t find the damn camber pot!” Triss stammered, her words tumbling out of her like a waterfall, however any thought of a body of water made Yen shuffle in her chair. “If it’s any consolation I am dying to do the same, but we can’t leave our room dressed like this, and if we did and Geralt showed up it would ruin the plan.” Yen replied cooly, in a voice that betrayed no hint of her desperation. “That’s why I’ve tried looking for a pot but there isn’t any in this damn room. Perverted innkeeper! He probably likes to watch women run out to the privy!” Triss cursed, living up to her fiery hair in her temper. “Sexual preferences of the innkeeper aside, we have no choice but to sit here and endure natures call until Geralt gets here and then scamper off to the privy afterwards.” Yen said, wishing she could be in the privy right then, tugging her panties down and releasing her waters… no, she shouldn’t be thinking about such things, else there be a waterfall of her own in her underwear. “I guess you’re right.” Triss said, crossing her legs and placing her hands on her thighs for a second, desperately wanting to shove her hands into her crotch, but too shy to do so in front of her friend at the minute. Fifteen minutes later and there was still no sign of Geralt and both girls were reaching their breaking points. “God Yen, I can’t wait much longer, I’m about to wet my knickers!” Triss said, finally placing her hands into her crotch. “Me too Triss, me too, but I’m sure he will turn up in a minute, then we tie him down and can squat in the hall for all I care.” Yen replied, standing up but as gravity hit her bladder, thrusting a hand into her crotch and bending at the waist. It was at this point Triss felt the first drops of urine leak out of her tired lips and darken the crotch of her skimpy underwear. Triss tensed to prevent any more leaking out, but glanced at Yen with panic in her eyes. “Yen it’s about to come out I can’t wait any longer, I’m gonna wet myself!” Triss cried, her boobs threatening to spill out of her bra as she bounced up and down on the spot. At the mention of water Yen lost a quick spurt into her underwear too, closing her eyes briefly to compose herself she looked up at Triss’ pleading eyes. “So am I, so we have 2 choices. We either give up and try to make it to the privy and one of us wets ourselves as neither of us can wait , or I cast a temporary sealing spell on our womanhood’s which should allow us to last until we can deal with Geralt, but the urgency to go won’t go away, we just won’t be able to let it flow so to speak.” Yen explained, feeling herself slowly leak into her panties a second time as she explained the mechanics of flow. Triss wanted nothing more than to run to the privy and empty the ocean inside of her but she couldn’t think of making her friend wet herself, even in the state she was in. So with much trepidation she looked down and answered. “Seal us up…” She muttered in a small voice. Tensing as another leak dampened her panties. Yen, needing no further encouragement quickly started chanting in the elder tongue. After about 10 seconds a stylised yellow padlock appeared on the front of both women’s underwear. Both women shakily removed their hands from their crotches, still squirming from desperation but for the moment they didn’t need to physically hold the flood back. “How king do we have?” Triss asked shakily, one of her nipples showing as her boobs slowly escaped her bra as she bounced. “About five minutes” Yen announced. “Just long enough to… Ah finally, the bastard!” Yen yelled with glee as she spotted Geralt walking up the road with a bottle of wine. The two woman anxiously waited as he climbed the stairs, frantically squirming around. However as Geralt entered the room they stopped being obvious in their need, shimmying their hips to subtly squirm but also give the unfortunate man a show of their amazing curves. Geralt handed over a bottle of wine to Triss playfully shoving it into her, but unknowingly pressing on her bladder, she winced as she smiled turning away to bend over slightly, before pretzeling her legs as she poured two glasses full. She knew full well the only reason she hadn’t made a puddle was due to the spell holding her floodgates closed. The two women worked quickly to strip Geralt, feeling the pressure in their crotches increase every second. As the finally got him naked they could feel the spell starting to waver. Yen and Triss clambered onto bed to tie Geralt down feeling their crotches starting to dampen as their control began to slip once more, but did their best to hide their urgency from Geralt, passing it off as lust, with the Witcher being too horny to care fell for in more ways than one . Once they had tied him to the bed they picked up glasses of wine and clinked them together, inwardly screaming at the sloshing of liquid but outwardly acting as calm as ever. Triss even sipping as more pee escaped the opposite end, leaving a noticeable wet patch on her panties. Once they’d sauntered out of the room the spell fluttered and died. Both women immediately grabbed themselves hard as they spurted into their underwear. “I can’t make it Triss!” Cried Yen with streams of urine starting to run down her shapely thighs. “Me either Yen” Said Triss sadly feeling pee hit the palm of her hand. Both girls reluctantly moved their hands out of their sodden crotches and squatted, finally giving into their desperation and wetting themselves like little girls. The two witches moaned in the pure pleasure of finally letting go something they had been urgently needing to do for so very long. “Gods that feels like bliss!” Yen moaned through clenched teeth. “Yes- it does!” Triss panted, glancing down at the massive puddle they were both making on the floorboards. After a minute or two the girls streams died down and they were left there squatting in a puddle of their own making. After a moment Yen stood up and pulled down her sodden panties, looking over to Triss with a smile. “I don’t know about you but I need somewhere private to let off some steam after the relief of letting all that go, then I need a long bath!” “I happen to agree.” Said Triss as she copied Yen, before reaching out for her hand. As the two women, wearing only their bras, walked down the corridor hand in hand, dripping with pee. As a Witcher complained from the room outside.
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  29. Well, I can only apologise for how long this has taken. Here’s Part 7: —————————————————————— When Sarah woke up the following morning, she quickly remembered the previous night’s events. She liked the feeling of the diaper between her legs in a way she’d never admit. Sarah knew she would need to act fast if she wanted to make her Mom stay in diapers as a punishment. She looked at the clock and saw it was 7am. There was no way her hungover mother would be up yet. Sarah decided she had to steal her Mom’s phone in order to make it impossible for Claudia to post the videos of her being diapered and having her ass wiped by her brother. She knew the videos were on Darren’s phone but deleting them from there would have to wait til later. When Sarah arose from bed, her diaper sagged a little bit which was a strange but not bad feeling for her. She felt the need to do her morning pee and poop but she had to sneak into her Mom’s room first. Luckily for Sarah, she realised that her Mom’s curtains weren’t closed so she had the morning daylight’s help finding her Mom’s phone. She quietly opened the door and the first thing that hit her was the smell of her mothers accident last night. It was bad but not awful and Sarah hid a smirk as she grabbed Claudia’s phone and began to leave the room. She took one last look at her mother sleeping face down with her messy diaper facing the ceiling. How Sarah would have loved to give her a hard spanking right then but she couldn’t. Not if she wanted to carry out her plan that was. Sarah turned back and grabbed the pack of diapers as well. She’d need them too. Finally free of Claudia’s room, she had to hide the phone in her room for now but that would have to change to her school locker on Monday. Since it was so early, Sarah decided to head back to bed for a little bit more sleep. Just as she got comfortable she cursed to herself. She had forgotten to go to the bathroom. She figured this was the last diaper she would be wearing so she decided she may as well experience the warm feeling of a freshly wet diaper one more time. Sarah let the floodgates loose and fully peed in her diaper for one last time. She loved this feeling and she put both her hands on the crotch of her diaper to further enjoy it. Sarah still had to poop though and she wasn’t going to purposefully do that in a diaper. She knew she’d have to get up and go to the toilet. However, Sarah was feeling adventurous and decided, against her better judgement, to just push a little bit to let about a quarter of a log sit between her ass cheeks without touching the diaper just to see how it felt one more time. She could then go and waddle to the toilet to finish her business like an adult. Sarah pushed and instantly she knew she had pushed too hard! First came a few quick, loud farts and then a full log came out with what Sarah thought was little to no effort. She was shocked and quickly stood up from her bed but this only made her need to go even worse and she squatted down and held her stomach as she was forced to push everything out of her. What ended up in her diaper was three logs of soft but solid poop. Sarah was mortified and to top her embarrassment off, a spurt of pee shot out just after her ass released its last bit of poop. It caused the diaper to leak slightly onto her legs but nothing fell onto the floor or her bed. She finally stood up and her diaper sagged more than she thought it possibly could without falling off. She had to quickly get cleaned up in the bathroom and make sure no one found out about this accident. Last night was different, she was forced to use the diapers. She had no excuse this morning. As she was leaving her room, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and thought with tears in her eyes how could anyone find her beautiful. Everyone knew she was beautiful though although some would be repulsed if they saw her in this state, a lot of people would find her even more beautiful and delicate. Sarah was relieved when everyone was still asleep. She took the diaper off in the bathroom and had a much needed shower. After Sarah had freshened up and thought about her revenge on her mother, she felt a lot better. She got dressed and prepared her phone to film. It was time to wake up Claudia… —————————————————————— I hoped you liked this part and please leave feedback as to what could be better and what you’d like to see!
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  30. The second and final part of this story. I had a blast writing this and I hope you do, too! “Persona!” Naoto screamed once again, annihilating all the shadows in her path. “Amazing!” Rise cheered. “Six floors of shadows up and gone! You’ve done a good job of removing the shadows, Naoto-chan, and holding it all in.” *huff* *huff* “You say that like it’s a good thing.” Naoto’s expression changed in the last six floors of the castle. Her face now blushed and her breathing now heavy from holding it in for so long. It was made even worse that she had to take mandatory fifteen-minute breaks after each floor so Rise could raise Naoto’s spirit so she could cast more spells, forcing the young detective to hold in her piss for even longer. Naoto wanted to do nothing more than to just let it all out, but as long as her friend was watching over her, she had no hope of letting out a drop due to the embarrassment of being watched. “Rise,” Naoto said doing a potty dance, “I think we have enough materials for the project and I’m ready to leave. I can feel the bulge in my stomach swelling up even more and I worry this will cause problems for me in the future.” “Fair enough.” Rise complied. “You’ve been doing the heavy lifting while I just stand outside and slowly restore your spirit. Just let me warp you out and then I can- Naoto, get down!” “What is it!?” The young detective slid behind a corner of the castle walls and was now on her butt. It put even more strain on her bladder moving so hastily, but it was something she had to do for her safety. What could be behind that corner? Did a powerful shadow migrate to the castle? Did the reaper decide to leave its chest? “It’s a golden shadow!” Rise whispered with excitement. “Ugh…” Naoto remarked, having put unnecessary stress on herself. “That’s what’s so important? It’s not even that powerful and will just run away.” “Exactly! If it runs away to the eighth floor, we’ll never get it.” “And why should I prioritize that shadow over a toilet?” “Because if we get a golden material from it, we’re practically guaranteed a passing grade on our project! Even if what we make totally sucks, some semi-real gold will definitely be enough to make it beautiful.” Naoto then let in a deep breath and then a deep exhale. She was frustrated about her current situation, but deep in her, she knew Rise was right. Both of their creative skills were terrible, so a golden material would push their grade up. …Only there was one problem. “Rise,” said Naoto, “I can’t possibly kill that shadow the way I am now. I’ve already ran out of spirit, so I can’t cast anymore spells. And in the time it takes you to refill it, the golden shadow could come my way and see me.” “Yeah, you can,” said Rise. “Remember, drinks raise spirit in the TV world. If you drink something, you’ll surely be able to have enough for another spell cast!” “Well, unfortunately, I didn’t bring anything with me. Normally, senpai handles our inventory so I guess you just need to warp me out of here so I can pee, right? …Right?” Rise’s hologram stood there, silently staring at the desperate detective. She had a slight grin on her face, and that’s when Naoto knew her bladder was in for more punishment. Naoto then saw a small flash of light as an item was warped next to her, causing her face to turn white. “Ta-da!” Rise said as if she were presenting a prize. “It’s a Jumbo Juice! 1200 milliliters of fresh juice that’s sure to raise your spirit enough for a spell or two!” Naoto stared at the bottle of juice with disbelief. If she didn’t know any better, she would have sworn that Rise was playing a sick joke on her. Rise knew that Naoto’s bladder was under so much pressure already and now, she wanted even more added on. Naoto wanted to resist, but she knew Rise was a great persuader and trying to resist would only waste time. “…Rise,” Naoto said reluctantly, “I’ll drink the Jumbo Juice, but you have to promise that you will do something for nce I kill that shadow.” “Whatever you want, Naoto-chan!” Rise said with a cheery voice. “Like I said, you’ve been doing the heavy lifting, so I owe you big time.” “Glad we could come to an agreement. Now then…” Naoto once again turn her head towards the Jumbo Juice and started working a plan in her head. Drink the juice, cast a Mahamaon, collect the gold material, and get to a Junes toilet before the juice made it to her bladder. It sounded easier said than done, but she had to try. The young detective, with each leg wobbling as they moved, got back on her feet with the juice in hand. She wanted to take a second to get her thoughts together, but another problem arose. “Naoto,” Rise whispered, “The shadow is coming this way!” The golden shadow was now scurrying in their direction. Should it see Naoto, it would surely escape as Naoto was in no position to give chase. Naoto, now scurrying to get the top off the Jumbo Juice, took seconds to steel herself, and lifted the bottle towards her mouth! *gulp* *gulp* *gulp* *gulp* *gulp* Naoto was downing the juice as fast as she could while Rise watched with excitement, pumping her fists and mouthing the words “Chug, chug, chug, chug!” Tears were nearly forming at her eyes with each swallow as she felt that this was a bad idea already. Her bladder couldn’t fit any more liquid inside of her, but she didn’t have any other options other than forcing herself to make it fit. That gold shadow had to go or else she would never hear the end of it. After about 20 seconds of drinking, she managed to finish in time “God… dammit.” Naoto said to herself. “Never again.” The young detective was struggling to keep her balance. 1200 milliliters added on to her already filled bladder. If it weren’t for Rise, Naoto surely would have given in, but she had a mission to complete. “Naoto!” Rise loudly whispered. “The shadow’s closing in! You have to cast a spell, now!” Naoto cleared her mind and took aim at the golden shadow. It did its best to turn around and run, but Naoto wasn’t going to let that happen. “Persona!” Naoto screamed, summoning Yamato-Takeru and casting one last Mahamaon. From the bright light, a bed of sever thousand yen and some gold scraps were seen. Naoto closed in on the pile, and collected her spoils. “Fantastic!” Rise screamed extatically. “Naoto, you have no idea how much you’ve saved us! Now I can warp you out and you can get your relief.” “Then do it!” Naoto commanded. “I feel like my bladder’s about to crack open!” Naoto was now the most agitated she had ever been in her life, and rightfully so due to her pain. While she was often attacked by shadows, she at least had healing spells to rely on to fix anything that was wrong. But healing spells can’t fix a bound bladder. The only thing that can fix it is the relief of letting it all out, and she was being denied that by her friend. All she could do is do a potty dance and gently rub her stomach as to distract her from the pain. “Okay, okay, I get it,” Rise replied. “I’ll warp you back to the castle entrance. From there, we can walk back-” “RUN!” “Run back to the studio and we can enter the TV there to get back to Junes. Like I said, the bathrooms are right next to the electronics area, so you won’t have to wait long. Okay, here we go!” And in an instant, Naoto was warped back to the castle entrance and next to Rise. “Here!” Naoto said as she shoved the bag of shadow contents into Rise’s hands. “I’m going to run ahead to the studio, I can’t wait another second!” And run she did. Naoto sprinted with her hands in between her crotch towards the studio. Relief was finally in her grasp as it was just a straight path from the castle to the studio. She could already envision a free toilet, ready to take in a day’s worth of her stress. “Hey, wait up!” Rise called out, giving chase to her friend. *5 minutes later, the duo closed in on the studio, ready to enter the TV back to Junes* “Finally!” Naoto cheered to herself, ready to crawl into the TV. “Finally, I can get this all out of me. I just need to get into TV and then I can-” “Hold it!” Rise screamed. Naoto flinched. What now? They beat the shadows, got the materials, and were now back at the studio. What could possibly be holding her back this time? “We need to check to see if anyone is outside,” said Rise. “Remember, even if the electronics area is often empty, we never know is someone’s going to be looking directly at the TV we exit. Let me peak my head out so I can check” Naoto groaned, frustrated to be denied her relief once again. She wanted to be even more upset, but she couldn’t get mad. No one’s ever at the electronics area because everything is too expensive for the country people of Inaba. She would be at a toilet in no time- “There’s a news outlet in there,” said Rise. “Apparently they’re interviewing workers and they chose to be right in front of the TVs.” “…Are you serious!” Naoto screamed. Why? Why now of all times? It was as if the entire world was out to get her. Denied her relief at home, at school, and in the shadow world multiple times! Naoto was now past a potty dance and was now stomping and hopping about the studio. The entirety of the Jumbo Juice made its way to her bladder and she knew her time was up. “Naoto-chan, calm down!” Rise said, trying to comfort her friend. “No!” Naoto blared. “I’ve been holding in pee all day and then thanks to you, I had to add even more stress to my body. I’m going to let this all out, even if you have to watch!” Naoto then started to undo her skirt while hopping in place. Even if she had to go, she’d be damned if she actually wet herself. Within a few seconds, she got the skirt off and threw it to the side, revealing her stained, white panties with little droplets dripping from them. “Naoto!” Rise screamed. “You can’t do that here! I forbid you!” But Naoto wasn’t listening. She had worked hard today and she was determined to get her reward. If she couldn’t get to a toilet, then she was just going to have the studio be one for her! “Naoto!” Rise screamed again, positioning herself next to Naoto in hopes of spooking her friend into holding it all in, but Naoto was resolved. Naoto still didn’t listen as she quickly removed her panties from herself. One leg. And then the next, reveling a bare ass and a soggy tuft of hair at her pussy. Like her skirt, she threw it to her side and of her and out of the way, only Rise caught it, causing her to blush. Naoto quickly lifted up her shirt, reveling a large, round bulge on her stomach caused her by bladder, and squatted down and was ready to unleash her wrath on the studio floor. “Naoto, please!” Rise screamed once more… but it was too late. “Haaaaaah~!” PSSSSSSHHHHH Naoto began to unleash a tsunami of piss onto studio floor, her head pointed toward the sky as the golden liquid made its way out of her. It came out with such force that it seemed as if Naoto was power washing the floor with it. As the piss came out, Naoto made an O-face as if she were having an orgasm, and with the way she was talking, it might as well had been one. 5 seconds pass “Aaaaaahn~” 10 seconds “Yeahhhhh…” 15 seconds “Yes… God, yes!” 20 seconds “Ooooohhh~” 25 seconds “Mmmmm~” 30 seconds “I needed this…” 35 seconds “Hah~… Hah~…” After 40 seconds, Naoto’s violent storm of pee finally came to a stop as she had looked down to see what she had created. A puddle so large that if it weren’t for the bright yellow color, you would have sworn was caused by a broken pipe. Naoto looked with her puddle with a smile and sense of accomplishment as she managed to relieve herself before ruining her clothes. She rubbed her stomach, satisfied that the giant bulge had finally left. Rise, however, looked at the puddle with horror, wondering of it was normal for a schoolgirl to be able to hold so much liquid within her. Naoto then stood up and looked at Rise. “Rise-chan,” Naoto said, snapping her fingers to get her attention. “My panties?” “Huh? Oh, right.” Rise said, now brought back to her senses. “Here you go.” Rise handed Naoto her panties, which were still dry enough to be worn without causing suspicion, and slid them back on. “…So, Naoto-chan,” said Rise “You’re not mad at me for what I did today, are you?” “Huh? Oh, not at all,” Naoto said, getting her skirt back on. “In a way it was kind of exciting. Just promise me that you’ll buy me some new, cute panties and do the majority of the project work, and I’ll let today slide.” “Thanks, Naoto-chan, you’re the best! I think the news outlet is gone now, so I’ll go on ahead. Meet me at my place?” “Yeah, I’ll meet you there once I get myself together here.” Rise then smiled at Naoto and crawled through a TV screen ahead of her. Naoto had gotten her skirt back on and was ready to follow, but looked at the large puddle behind her. Staring at her for a good few seconds, she couldn’t help but ask herself: “…I wonder if senpai would be into this?” I absolutely loved writing this story! It's my first one dealing with Omo and I feel like I had a good understanding of it. Once again, I'd appreciate any and all fedback from those who made it here. I'm genuinely excited to know what you thought of it!
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  31. What were you wearing? A skirt I hope.
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  32. The easiest way to find them is to search Youtube for them in German; the show tends to rank highly in Youtube's search algorithm. "Inkontinenz," "bettnässen erwachsene," "bettnässen windeln" are a few good keywords to start the search. Most of the other clips usually are related to a back injury, infection or some other obvious cause. I liked that particular episode because it has all the elements of a good omo story: a glimpse of urgency, the keeping of secrets, the embarrassment, and there's a mystery element since there's no clear reason why she suddenly started bedwetting.
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  33. To quote you: "I felt a little urge but was sure i can make it home without no problems at all." We've all fallen into that trap. Those of us who are into omo frequently do it on purpose. It's a challenge.
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  34. Salut ! Je suis Française de Lille aussi !!
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  35. Maybe so they don’t have to stand in the puddle underneath the urinal. 🤪
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  36. Beautiful memory!!! Okay another of mine. I was at my University's library one evening finishing an essay of after class until it was dark out, middle of winter nearly seven o'clock. Finally it was just me and the librarian left, and while I was only 19 at the time, the librarian was 28 (I found out months later, I knew she was fairly young!) and was slim and pretty. Her name was Kendra and she was very friendly with a lot of the students who she helped. She became almost like an older sister type on campus. Kendra had been behind her desk the whole afternoon and I noticed she'd been drinking from her holiday themed thermos the whole afternoon as she sat at her station answering student's questions. An avid coffee drinker, Kendra was known to have coffee in her thermos and more brewing in the library breakroom on a regular basis. I'd been drinking coffee on this particular evening too just for extra focus, atypical for me after dark. After a while of working and drinking my coffee, I had to pee, so I sat up from my desk. As I did I looked across the library and saw Kendra behind her desk focusing on her computer, and I swear I saw her bouncing in her seat subtly as she sat their focused on what she was typing or reading. I quickly made on to the men's room, but was surprised to find it already locked for the evening, even though the library was supposed to be open for another 30 minutes. I went back to my computer and continued to work on finishing my essay, knowing I was probably gonna have to do more work back at my dorm room. Finally, at 7 Kendra approaches me with a smile notifying me that it's closing time and time for the two of us to go. We were last people in the library and it was up to her to lock up now. She asked me if I wouldn't mind walking her to her car since it was dark out. I said sure, it didn't bother me to walk her to the parking lot as it was rather dark and secluded, particularly as it was winter and the days got darker earlier in the evening. I noticed that Kendra's abdomen looked rounded, and was pushing out against her blouse and skirt waistline quite tightly and protrudingly. It looked like the result of too much coffee over too many hours without peeing, and I genuinely felt for Kendra when after notifying me that it was time for us to go, she made her way over to the ladies room, only to find it locked. She pulled on the handle firmly, and finding that it wouldn't budge, lifted one leg in the air behind her, looking up to the lock with pleading looking eyes as a quiet, "oh no. locked." She turned back to me with a sheepish, embarassed looking smile and, "Oh dear, I guess the custodial staff locked up the restrooms already, that's okay, no bother, I just have to make sure everything else is locked up real quick", after which she had to make sure all the other doors inside the building and the doors in and out of the building were locked up. This included locking the office doors upstairs as well as the upstairs restrooms. I could see the upstairs from where I sat by the stair below, and was intrigued to see Kendra discover the upstairs restrooms locked too... After five minutes of her doing her rounds, finally we could leave, and Kendra was noticeably fidgety as she approached me for the second time. As she looked over from across the room before walking over to me, it was as if she were hoping I would have already left, but she walked over briskly. She actually seemed to notice my eyes take in her subtly moving feet and her swollen abdomen and blushed when we made eye contact at my desk. "Okay, I suppose we go" she said. "Okay Im just gonna use the mens room real quick." I said standing up. "Theyre locked" she quickly said. "I tried already" Soon we left, and I noticed that she stepped very subtly from foot to foot as she waited for me to pack my books and things into my backpack before we could leave. We were talking about how it was finals week for me, and how she remembers the stress of finals week, and trying to finish end-of-semester assignments and how the stress is actually kind like adrenaline and she misses it, and the conversation was very friendly and joyous the whole time. She was smiling, in spite of the fact, as I could tell, that she needed to pee soon. I needed to pee as well which was turning me on more knowing that Kendra needed to. With the cap off I noticed her thermos was completely empty, with only a coffee stain in the bottom of it. Kendra had been sitting behind her desk drinking that coffee for the better part of three hours, a considerably long time to hold a full-of-coffee bladder... As soon as we stepped out of the library into the frigid, snow covered January night Kendra crossed her arms tightly against the sudden cold while she rapidly lifted one leg HIGH in the air across her abdomen, a sure sign of a girl who needs urgently to pee. I needed to go as well, and wondered if there might be some way of bringing it up. Could I get away with it? It really was unfortunate that the restrooms were locked. When we finally reached the parking lot, I was "all in" on my gamble. I went for it. I looked around the snowy, yet secluded parking lot, behind the library and turned to Kendra with a subtle yet theatrical bouncing of my own as I looked her in the eyes and asked her, sounding genuinely believable and candid, "You know, I'm sorry, but it really is a shame the bathrooms were locked up, I actually need to pee quite badly and my dorm's all the way at the other end of campus, god is there any way you could just keep watch and make sure no one comes?" I said as I stepped past her car to the bushy corner of the parking lot, unzipping my pants already, just twelve or so feet away from her. Her eyes widened as I turned away from her grabbing my fly, as she said, "Oh you really can't do- oh... Okay, okay" she said, sounding worried as she turned away and looked over the empty parking lot as if to make sure no one was around. "Im sorry I really had to go." I said, actually embarrassed now, very aware of the loudness of my pee hitting the bush in front of me. "No it's not your fault she said, the restrooms really shouldn't be locked before I lock them in the evening, Im gonna complain tomorrow about this." she was saying. "Please don't mention me" I said, turning back to her. She was holding her crotch, but let go quickly when she saw me turn to her suddenly. "No I wont say anything about you." Finally I finished peeing, and turned back to Kendra once more. She was stepping from foot to foot quickly and with big frantic steps now, not at all able to hide her need any more as she looked to me blushing furiously red while she tugged on the waistline of her skirt and said, "Oh my god, Im so sorry and this is so inappropriate and but could you please watch while I go too? My god I would never do this but I've needed to pee all afternoon now and I really cant wait to get home. Please please come this way." she said beckoning me to trade places with her in the shadowy, bushy corner. "Please look out" she said, lifting her skirt hurriedly as she stepped past me in the snow. "OOhhhh, Oh god" she moaned as her pussy erupting with hissing piss. Kendra peed and peed and peed, she peed in the snowy corner for twice as long as I did, letting out several more "ohs" while she awkwardly kept saying things while she was peeing, as if to hide the loudness of her hissing stream, saying things like, "Oh I really am going to complain, Oh my god, Im sorry, I know we're both adults but I would really never do this I swear, I just, I went all afternoon without peeing, oh I'll shut up too much information. Im sooo sorry." sounding in a cross between humiliation and wanting to sound professional as she was still a staff member despite being a young adult not too much older of different generationally than myself. Finally she finished and rose back upright from her squatting position, still raging red in her cheeks with embarrassment. "Okay, Im gonna talk to admin tomorrow and neither one of us is going to mention this ever again." Kendra said with a stern index finger in the air but a friendly, embarassed smile on her face. "deal" I said. Glancing past her momentarily, I saw her puddle was huge. She saw me glance at it and turned around and looked at it herself before exclaming "Oh my GOD!!!" and bursting out into uproarious laughter as she looked back into my eyes, saying "I really had been holding it all afternoon!" through her laughter, trying to explain away the enormous ammount of pee she let out, melting through so much snow in her big yellow puddle... The bathrooms were never locked til Kendra locked them after that. She winked at me once as she passed me in the library, entering the ladies room. Any other memories? Anybody?
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  40. You have good taste. Enjoy. Tattooed girl - jean shorts wetting.mp4
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  41. This is indeed giving me Mojique vibes. (That's the only Omorashi game I know)
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  42. This is from earlier in the summer. I was out running errands and knew I'd want to stop at a 7-11 somewhere at some point for a pick me up. I love their drip coffee AND Poland Spring water, (2) 1L for $2.22 is my jam!😄So I went about my day: errands and shopping, a brunch date, singing along to my favourite playlist, roof open, just really having a sunny day. Coffee and water and a few pees at home. Coffee and water and Bellini at brunch. More water in the car. I didn't pee at brunch a couple hours before this even though I could feel a twinge of an urge. Nothing I knew I couldn't handle. At each store I debated having to pee and decided I could punt on it til the next stop and so on and so on. I had 2 stops left when I decided it was time to go pee and get a final baby coffee. I knew of a 7-11 not far from my next stop, about a 20 minute drive. This next stop, this is where it started getting bad. I was returning a bunch of ill fitting bras and there was only one gal on the register with a LINE. I have NO patience in life ( I'm working on this) and I really had to go. I was looking around for a customer bathroom but saw none. And the only person I could see to ask was that one frantic employee waiting on all of us. I reminded myself that I have a bladder like a steel trap and that I could always just go at the 7-11, next. So I stood there, foot tapping, sighing and cranky about the wait, using that to hide all my actions that indicated I had to go. Bad. I was clenched in my jeans and my jaw lol. I finished my return, doubled over at the counter. Im obviously NOT into shopping at this point and yet she pushes that days sales on me as Im already demurring and backing out of the store. I beelined out the door to my car. By this point I was talking to myself, naturally 😂, and cursing the traffic at this massive five point intersection. They were all that stood between me and sweet relief! SO. Over the highways and through the yellow lights to grandmother's house, I go...wait. That's not right. To the 7-11 I went! **And, Dear Reader, I broke the #1 rule of convenience store shopping!** I bought my coffee and gum BEFORE I asked for the bathroom! So when I asked ,of course they told me no. My mom taught me at a young age that you don't buy anything until AFTER you use the bathroom. Because if they're going to tell you no and you just bought the thing that you need, now you have to go to the next store down the road and ask to use their bathroom without buying anything. OR buy another item which you don't need. Always get access to the bathroom first! Anyhoo. We know how this ends. I was denied. I came running back to my car and was trying to wait to back into traffic when I knew I needed OUT of the car. NOW. Let me set the scene: busy 5 point intersection with tons of traffic and people captive in their cars, sitting right there, waiting. There's an exit to a major toll road, some massive corporate towers and a few mom and pop strip malls. All of the parking spots at this 7-11 are nose in, room for 8 cars to park in front. I was at the open end where people pull in. So they all had to pass me to park their cars. I'm wearing jeans, a rarity. I look like I'm wearing a diaper which I'm not because I'm not into that. Shit, I don't think I was wearing knickers at all. InShot_20211102_213008392.mp4
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  43. I'm recovering from surgery, so here's an old video... My panties were ready wet because I was on Chatroulette. I always start with dry panties, but it's so hard to not piss them once I start masturbating. I also LOVE watching men react when they see I've wet myself. Some don't notice or care, and others mention it- noticeably aroused. This particular day, I was having trouble connecting to the internet. I had already wet through my panties, but lost my partner due to the internet. I still had to go really bad. I was incredibly turned on by the soaked underwear between my legs. I couldn't tell if they were still really wet from before, or if I was reaching my limit and pissing my panties right there on my blankets. I knew I couldn't get up without having an accident somewhere I shouldn't, so I stayed right where I was and slowly peed through my wet underwear on my blankets. It felt so naughty that my muscles kept tightening up because I knew I shouldn't be wetting the blankets. I kept forcing myself to relax and felt the wet patch growing beneath me. I finally fully let go and felt the stream pouring out between my legs. I could tell beneath my underwear my lips were wet and swollen, and incredibly sensitive. I reached around to feel my underwear and continued to piss myself. Mmmmm writing the story was just as good as when I filmed it 😊 20210501_180627_1_1.mp4
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  44. Chapter Five The Idea Forms. I must’ve sat there for two hours or more, only getting my bare arse up twice to refresh my wine, and it was the darkening shadows that eventually snapped me back out of my trance. That, and the need to pee again. My third glass of wine was empty, and I realised that I was starting to get a bit buzzed. It was cooling down now, and I shivered a bit as I came to my senses, knowing I’d have to make the trek to the bathroom. Opening my wardrobe, I took my running shorts out of a drawer, and slipped them on, sans panties, as my eyes fell upon the sink again, and the temptation to use it once more snuck in. No. I had to use the bathroom. I hadn’t even seen the inside of it yet. I sighed, got up, and stepped into the annex, then opened the door. Yuck. The park lights had come on in the gloom, and it was lightly raining again. I hadn’t even noticed, such was my trancelike state while researching diapers online, and my brain was spinning with a mixture of wine, as well as the (silly?) idea that I could perhaps actually wear nappies. From what I’d read, even the kids pull ups would fit me in the larger sizes, and they didn’t look much thicker than normal underpants. I wasn’t sure how effective they’d be dealing with an adult bladder, but surely they had to be more effective than the slimline incontinence pads that I wore daily to work or exercise? Didn’t they? A strong gust of wind blew directly at me, bringing with it a few cold raindrops onto my face, and I shivered, pressing my legs together as I felt the pressure in my bladder increase. It wasn’t like the OAB attack earlier, but it might go that way if I didn’t hurry up and get to the toilet. Maybe it was the wine, or perhaps the naughty thoughts that had been careening across my brain, but a thought started running through my head. “Man. This is definitely one of those times where a diaper would be sooooo handy, wouldn’t it?” “Yeah but,” I started to mentally argue with myself, but I stopped. My first thought was right. A diaper would definitely be handy just then. I crossed my legs as I considered this, and looked at my crocs just inside the door, then looked outside again, noting that the rain was getting harder. Damn. I’d really have to get myself an umbrella. I started to bob up and down, and rubbed one foot on top of the other, while my right hand, the one not holding the door, started pulling aimlessly at the back of my baggy running shorts. I was starting to march on the spot. There was no doubt in my mind, I wouldn’t make it to the toilet without wetting myself. It wasn’t like earlier really, because then my OAB had suddenly kicked in, (I blame the juice?) but now, I still had control, but the sight of the wind and rain was enough to make me realise that I’d lose that control as soon as I started getting rained on. I shut and locked the door, now resigned to peeing in the sink again, but then my eyes swept pass the opening to the kitchen/laundry area as I turned, then paused, as a brilliant idea just came to me. I did have a diaper! Sort of..... Something almost as good as, and this would be an absolutely perfect time to test out my new idea of trying them. I had the towel that already had my pee on it! It needed washing anyway, so I could try peeing into that, just like a nappy! It was probably the three glasses of wine doing the thinking for me I suppose, fuelled by my internet search on the subject. Something about it had obviously struck a chord with me subconsciously, as I’d never once in my life looked for something to pee into. (Somewhere TO pee maybe, but that’s different, lol) but I didn’t even think twice about it. I hurried into the laundry, and pulled my shorts off straight away, just in case. I was on the vinyl floor that had a drain in it now, so the world wouldn’t end if my experiment failed, but there was no need to get my shorts wet. I wanted to go for a jog the next day, you know, to run the wine calories off. (I try to stay fit and keep the weight off, it’s important for my bladder condition. But, as a result, I was sure that I could fit into XL kids pull-ups, perhaps even an L...😉) I could feel my heart beating faster, and I wasn’t sure if it was my desperation or newfound excitement about diapers that was causing it, and I didn’t even try to analyse it. I was again back to wearing my strappy sleeveless t-shirt, and nothing else, as I pulled the damp towel out of the plastic oval tub that also contained my saturated jeans, panties, and damp socks. My bare feet started their little march-on-the-spot routine again, as I folded the towel in half lengthwise, then started rolling it the same way, making a “towel-tube” that was quite thick, and about a foot, or 30 centimetres long, as I felt a teeny spot of warm wetness grace the top of my thigh. Acting on autopilot more than anything else, I stepped into the tub, opened my thighs up, and pressed the rolled up towel firmly against my vagina, holding its dampness tightly against me with one hand. A certain excited heat started to swell within me, as the feeling of my bladder loosening kicked in, and the thick, fluffy towel tube exploded with a wet warmth. My toes scrunched up, my body shivered, my breathing was staggered, and I pushed the towel firmly against my sex, trapping part of it in my butt crack, as it grew hot and heavy between my legs. I let myself go completely for maybe ten seconds, then clamped down on my holding muscles, not stopping the flow, but slowing it, controlling or regulating it if you will, before eventually making it stop before my bladder had completely emptied. This was important, as the idea of using a diaper wasn’t just to completely piss myself whenever I wanted to, but to give myself a tool to help control my OAB, something that would help me to contain an accident if I got caught in a position where I wouldn’t make it to the toilet on time. My nipples were as stiff as they’d ever been. I looked down at the red towel between my legs, which was now a dark maroon colour, and saw my fingers trembling as they squished the wet fabric tightly against my sex. The towel had worked brilliantly, and not a drop of wee had escaped. I clamped my thighs together to hold the towel in place, removed my hand, then squeezed my legs tightly together, and was instantly rewarded with a pee trail running down both legs. It felt divine. Opening my stance, the soiled towel fell into the tub between my feet with a heavy wet splat, and I sighed, feeling in control again. Then, I bowed my knees open as wide as I could inside the tub, squatted down and pushed, releasing the last of my wee into it, and onto the towel, jeans, socks and panties within. It made a loud splattering sound, like rain on a tin roof, as I peed all over my feet. It was heavenly. I had to use a dish cloth from the kitchen drawer beside the stove to wipe my legs and feet with as I got out of the tub, and I was out of breath. I knew that I needed a shower, but I wasn’t going out in the weather now. I’d clean myself up with some hot water and soap in the laundry sink instead. A shower could wait until after my run tomorrow. I made a mental note to buy some sort of baby wipes when I bought my diapers. After putting my wet clothes in the washing machine, which I didn’t turn on yet, and rinsing the tub out, I put some talcum powder on, then my baggy sweatpants. I didn’t drink anymore alcohol that day, as I didn’t want to risk a wet bed, but I continued my research after microwaving a frozen meal. Maybe if the diapers worked okay, I could risk drinking a bit more before going to bed? I’d have to experiment and find out. Eventually I switched to Netflix for a few hours, and I peed in the sink twice more before going to bed, making sure the curtains were tightly closed and the lights in the van off when I did it. It was amazing. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t a slave to my condition. I could just pee when I wanted to, without having to share a bathroom with anyone, or waiting or worrying if one was nearby or vacant. I even held on a bit longer than I usually would before going, safe in the knowledge that if I did have an accident, nobody would ever know anyway. I felt free. I was no longer a prisoner of my untrustworthy bladder, and it felt magnificent! I eventually went to bed, sober, and found my hand rubbing at the hardened nub above my wet slit, as I thought back on what I’d done that day. It wasn’t long before I had the most intense orgasm that I’d ever had, before falling into the most relaxing sleep that I’d had in years. My dreams were dotted with images and thoughts of diapers, and using them, but although I slept soundly all night without waking, and had those amazing diaper/pee dreams, I woke up dry, but needing to go again eight hours later. Upon awakening with a full bladder, in the bright morning light, I was suddenly a bit unsure of what I’d been planning. Now it was daylight, and a nice sunny autumn day, my previous days plans didn’t seem as rational as what they had done yesterday, when it was dark and rainy, and I’d been a bit tipsy. I suddenly had second thoughts about the whole thing. I pulled my grey sweats on again, turned the kettle on, then proceeded to actually walk to the bathroom for the first time. It was that walk that made me see that my diaper plans were actually a smart idea.....
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  45. I would like see Shayla having lot of accidents, but I don't want forced ones. (Well, It'll be great if she would have only storm clouds.)
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