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  1. Spring is finally here, which means it's possible to flood your pants out in the woods without freezing your ass off on the walk back home. So I celebrated this today on a sunny spot by the lake. I also enjoyed some rewettings along the walk back. Black jeans and a hoodie was hiding it well enough. Don't ask me why there is a light grey colour in the crotch area of the jeans. I have absolutely no idea.😁 20220426_135228_1.mp4
    12 points
  2. When everyone she met had to pee As Sadie poured herself her first morning mug of tea Gypsy looked up at her with her big brown eyes and her tail wagging eagerly. “I’ll take you out as soon as I’m finished this ok?” The tea finished and her shoes and coat on Sadie clipped Gypsy’s lead on and headed out towards the open parkland near her home. Taking her usual morning route Gypsy pulled seeing her doggy boyfriend Patch. “Morning Mr. Green. Nice weather for it this morning.” “Mmm. Morning Sadie and Gypsy. Come on Patch I’m in a hurry this morning! Sorry I’m in a bit of a position this morning unfortunately and I really need to get back home rather urgently.” As Mr. Green pulled Patch reluctantly away from a confused Gypsy and Sadie Sadie couldn’t help noticing Mr. Green standing awkwardly with a hand in his trouser pocket while his older dog once again cocked his leg against a tree. As Gypsy suddenly pulled her Sadie jumped but followed diligently after her dog her eyes still fixed on Mr. Green. “Sorry about that. I don’t think Gypsy wanted her friend to go without saying a proper hello this morning. I hope everything is ok.” “It will be as long as Patch here walks a bit quicker.” Sadie didn’t know a huge amount about Mr. Green though she did know he didn’t work Mondays so maybe his emergency must be something family related. Whatever it was he was anxious and flustered and acting way out of character. Patch casually sniffed at some grass as Gypsy approached him with her tail wagging. “Patch come on will you! I really really need to get back.” Sadie couldn’t help noticing that Mr. Green was now moving his legs constantly, his face blushing with embarrassment and his hand still stubbornly wedged in his pocket despite it looking quite unnatural. Actually he reminded her of her little nephew who hated interrupting play time for a potty trip, not that she’d ever say anything like that to Mr. Green! “Patch! Patch! I’m afraid you’ll have to excuse me Sadie but I really must get back home pronto. Patch, come on!” With both dogs still on lead while their owners conversed neither Mr. Green nor Sadie had noticed that somehow their leads had become entwined and tangled together preventing either dog coming to their owner. “Oh! Wait a minute and I’ll untangle them both. What a mess they’ve got into.” “Thanks” As Sadie unclipped Gypsy’s lead from her collar to untangle it from Patch’s she couldn’t help but notice Mr. Green tapping his leg on the path and sighing. “You couldn’t hold Gypsy a moment could you please? It’s going to take both my hands to untangle them. Thanks.” As Mr. Green stepped closer to the dogs and Sadie and bent down to hold the female dog by her collar Sadie overheard him moaning and muttering under his breath. “If I end up pissing my pants it’s your fault Patch!” So she was right! The man she met most mornings on her routine dog walk was hunched down right beside her bursting for a pee! Sadie turned away from him pretending she hadn’t heard his muttering as she quickly untangled the leads. Bending down to hook the lead back onto her own dog she looked Mr. Green right in the eye. “I hope you don’t get delayed any more Mr. Green. See you tomorrow.” Mr. Green stood up grabbing Patch’s lead and walked very quickly away with his hand back in his pocket. Sadie watched him go smiling. Patch was rather an old man and he didn’t exactly do ‘quickly’. Tomorrow, when she hopefully met Mr. Green again, he might be less flustered, though Sadie secretly hoped not. She had to admit seeing him clearly needing the loo had been a brilliant start to her day for sure!
    8 points
  3. Hi all! It’s Kozmo! In a new place! What’s this might you ask? Well Kyuu has been working on building this full live holding forum where members can have their own individual topics for awhile now, and given this is a team and we all pull our weight, since Kyuu built it, the responsibility of seeing how functional it all is in practice falls to poor me. With that being said, I’m in the process of chugging a whole lot of water (I put down about 730ml right before starting this post) and we’re gonna see together what we can do with this shiny new toy! A disclaimer: I am not the large, active audience person type, I have done live holding things like twice ever maybe in my entire nearly decade tenure here. I usually recount experiences and such afterward, with a nice cozy blanket and after I’ve arranged it into a nice storytelling experience in my head, or any audience I do have is very, very small. What I’m saying here is, if I’m bad at this format I apologize LMAO. Additional disclaimer, I do not post any pictures or videos. I’ve had too many doxing scares to put up with that at this point ever in my life, I’m sure you understand. Those things only go to people I’ve known and been close with for a very long time, like most things! So. Show on the road. If you don’t know me, I’m Kozmo. For the purposes of your imagination, average height, underweight, silvery dyed hair that goes a lil past my shoulders, and a respectable amount of ink. I’m 26, smol, a small breeze as of recently could kill me, and I’ve worked here for a very long time. I do a lot of the surface level stuff you you actually see, relating to moderation and post approvals and general overwatching and tinkering with user issues (though people falsely assume I solo make every decision on this front for some reason). Today, my job description also includes testing this forum, so on this episode of jackass I’m wearing a pair of plaid leggings (dark red and black patterened), a soft pair of small comfy shorts (they’re like grey tinted purple, not quite pj shorts, just very small and soft), and a black mick foley crop top! Underwear is simple lace bra and panty combo I got at [insert store nearby I’m too lazy to google to see if it’s a local or national chain], and I’ve got some nice thin black socks on. If I wasn’t wearing the leggings I’d probably be wearing some thigh highs instead. I think that about covers that. So now I guess I wait! And interact! Maybe I’ll play some video games or something while I sip away at some more water and wait for something more substantial than a twinge to hit. If anyone shows up, do feel free to say hi so this test run doesn’t get too lonely. Its time for the christening. The pissing christening? Yeah! LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    7 points
  4. HJ-009

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    test first upload
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    6 points
  5. You KNOW how much I hate that system, literally no numbers matter except like 8-10, everyone is different so any previous number is basically a matter of interpretation. Its an awful system. So I'm going to say B. Out of raw spite.
    4 points
  6. PART 4 There was a day a little while later that proved to be one of my favorites of the entire year. Things were going amazingly between Abby and I. We continued down our path of discovery during our brand new relationship, learning more new things about one another. We truly were a couple now. We'd been together for over a week now, and we weren't hiding it. We'd been holding hands in the hallways, meeting up after class and after school, texting constantly. What was funniest though was, all of our friends being so happy about us! Apparently Abby's friends knew she was crushing on me and had hoped we would be dating soon. And my friends, well, were just happy I was dating someone. But that's neither here nor there, its just all to say that things really were going great for the both of us. It was the last period of the day, and fortunately it was actually a class that we shared. Unfortunately for us, it was one that had assigned seats, so we sat quite literally as far away from one another as possible. The desks were arranged in a sort of semi circle around the center of the room, and we were on opposite ends. So while we weren't sitting next to each other, at least we got to look one another in the eyes. We made the time pass by making faces at one another. And if we could get away with it, we would just text each other during class as well. As luck would have it, today was a Friday movie day so our teacher wasn't paying any attention, allowing us to text each other the whole time. Me: I just want this day to end so we can go do something Abby: god yes, this is so boring Me: Do you want to do something tonight? Did you have any plans? Abby: I was hoping you would ask! She smiled at me from across the room. Abby: No I have no plans, but I do want to do something with you. Any ideas? Me: Oh good! But no, I'm up for anything though. Movie? Game Night? Just drive Around? Abby: Just driving around sounds fun, maybe we could go find something to do somewhere. Me: Great idea! I bet we can find something. Abby: Yeah! As long as I'm with you, I'm happy 🙂 My heart skipped a beat at that one. It never gets old, hearing a sweet nothing from your loved one, weather its the first time or the thousandth time. Me: Being with you is the only thing I wanted to do this weekend anyway 😉 Now I could see her smile back at me from across the room and blush a little. She looked especially cute today too. It was Friday, which was generally regarded as a casual day for us. Seeing as how Abby was incredibly fit and worked hard on her body, she often would wear leggings to school to show off her figure. All kinds of leggings too; athletic, joggers, capris, soft and comfy, anything really. But today was a soft and comfy kind of day. She had on dark grey soft cotton leggings, and a plain t shirt. I'm not sure if she knew it yet, but I genuinely couldn't stop staring at her all day. Me: also, if I haven't told you already today, you look stunning. I could see Abby make a puppy dog face at me from across the room. Abby: Aw you're too sweet! I didn't really try though, this is just an average outfit for me. Me: That's what makes you so beautiful! Abby: Stop it I'm blushing like crazy! She was, I could see her instinctively covering her face while reading that message. Abby: Thank you for being so nice, I'm glad you think I look good today! Me: Oh you look amazing every day don't worry! I kept pouring on the sweetness. It was all true too. Its not like I was trying to get in her pants or anything. Although that is ideally where I'd like to end up... I'm not rushing this. Abby quite possibly is my dream girl, I don't want to fuck it up by going too fast. The good thing was, I could feel she was head over heels for me too, so shooting compliment after compliment at her wasn't going to do me any damage. Abby: Stoppppp you're too amazing. And you quite the looker yourself! I was dressed like I always dressed. A pair of shirts, a t shirt, and a nice pair of shoes. I know its different for guys, but hey, she's into me, right? Me: Oh hush, you know I look like this every day! Abby: No I mean, you're hot Alex. Why do you think I can't stop looking at you? I looked up from my phone, and she indeed was staring at me. I took a moment and visibly put my phone down, put my chin on my hand and just stared back at her. We made googly eyes and soft smiles at each other in that dark classroom for what felt like a year. Having my heart constantly fluttering was an ecstatic feeling, and I never wanted it to end. But after a quick glance at our teacher to make sure he wasn't noticing us, i sent her this. Me: I really like you Abby. I saw her look down at her phone and take one of those big deep breathes you take when you can barely contain your excitement. Abby: I like you a lot too ❤️ Unfortunately, it was then where we saw our teacher start to survey the classroom. We both hid our phones in our laps and pretended to be watching the movie. He kept his eye on the class for a bit, so I wasn't able to do more than steal a glance or two at Abby for the time being. She was watching the movie anyway. Another ten minutes went by though, and I was able to sneak my phone back out. I wanted to go big. I was emboldened by our texts and our whole week of new love that I decided to just go for it. Me: Hey Abby. Abby: Yes? Me: I dare you to pee yourself! I sent it. I know I said I wasn't trying to rush things, but at this point I don't think this was rushing it. Abby has already peed herself in front of me, in public mind you, told me peeing herself (and pooping herself) turns her on, and has gone IN DETAIL about the numerous accidents she has had over the years. At this point, talking about accidents and Abby peering herself was a normal point of conversation. But for the first time, I actually shot a dare at her out of the blue, hoping to catch her off guard. I know she'll be into it, but will she have the stones to go for it? I stared at her as she read the message, and she bit her lip as she typed back. Abby: I don't have to go right now... Me: Oh. That's unfortunate... Abby: I didn't say no... I shot my eyes back up at her, and she was staring at me intensely, with the same look she got in her eyes when she peed herself back in the lunchroom. I decided to egg her on. Me: Ah, so you aren't a chicken then! Abby: You know i'm not! I just don't want to get caught! Me: Well I guess its good you don't have to go then! Abby: I think there's a little in the tank... enough to be noticeable, but not enough to leave a puddle or anything. Me: You're wearing dark leggings, and its a dark classroom. Who's gonna notice? Abby: Exactly why I didn't say no... Me: Like I said, I dare you. Abby: Watch me. I put my phone down and stared intently at Abby. She had put her phone down as well, and although it was hard to see, I could tell she spread her legs open under her desk. Abby put one hand in her crotch, and another on the desk. She looked at the teacher, then looked left and right to make sure nobody but me was paying any attention to her. When she was satisfied, I saw her close her eyes. It lasted only a few seconds, after which she reopened her eyes, took her hand back out of her crotch and closed her legs. She picked up her phone. Abby: Done 😉 Me: God this damn dark classroom, I could barely tell! Did you really do it?? Abby: Of course! My crotch is soaked! Me: How bad is it? Abby: Not to bad at all, like I said I didn't really have to go. I watched as she gave her butt a nonchalant itch, which was obvious to me as a subtle way of feeling how wet she was back there. Abby: My butt is mostly dry, its my crotch that is soaking. My leggings may not show it, but my panties are thoroughly peed in! Me: Man what I wouldn't give to see it. Abby: Don't worry, I'll make sure you get to see plenty of it this weekend 😉 Me: Fuck me that's hot... We really were getting into the dirty talk now. I'd made it this far by going for broke, why stop now? Abby: Oh I agree, it feels absolutely amazing... Me: What does it feel like? Abby: Almost like an orgasm, actually I almost choked on my breath. Abby: Its warm and comforting, but also naughty. Makes me it even wetter down there, if you know what I mean... Me: Trust me, it's not exactly a "soft" situation over here. I know exactly what you mean, and I'm here for it. Abby: Good 😉 I watched Abby rub her legs together, reveling in the warmth of her freshly peed in panties, when my boldness took yet an even greater step. Me: Now I dare you to poop yourself. She looked up at me with her mouth agape, before catching herself and texting back. Abby: No way!!! Me: *Bawk Bawk Bawk* Sounds like chicken talk to me. Abby: I don't even have to go right now! This is where I knew I had her. Me: Liar! She looked back up at me as if she'd been caught. Abby: No I'm not! Me: Abby, its two hours post lunch and you've had coffee today. Plus, you've told me when you get home from school you have to take a shit. So I know you're bluffing! She knew I had her. She looked back up at me and bit her lip again, but less of a sexy bite and more of a nervous one. Abby: But in front of all these people?? Me: A dare's a dare! I wasn't sure if she'd actually go for it, but i figured it was worth a shot. Discreetly peeing yourself is one thing, but making a big lump in your leggings, where the whole class could see and smell it is a whole other thing. Abby hadn't responded, as I could see her thinking it over. Abby: I'll cut you a deal. Me: What's that. Abby: I'll poop myself, after the bell, as we're walking on our way out of the building. But you have to make it worth my while. Me: I thought you liked pooping yourself? Is that not worthy enough? Abby: Oh I do, but I'm the one shitting in public here! Me: Fair point... but I did dare you! Abby: Dare accepted! But I expect one hell of a weekend together! We both put our phones down, as the lights came back on right at that moment. The movie had ended, and our teacher got up. "Alright everyone, there's only five minutes of class left. It's Friday, talk amongst yourselves until the bell rings." They said. But Abby and I didn't move a muscle. We locked eyes, and didn't let go. She was shifting in her seat, undoubtedly battling the beast that was in her rectum. But she was also very turned on, I could tell. She was embarrassed and looking down, but also biting her lip and breathing a little heavily. I could she was as into this as I was. Not just the fetish that we both love, but the dirty, naughtiness of it all as well. It was intoxicating. At last, the final bell rang. Everyone rushed out of the room, grabbing their bags and heading for their busses and their cars. Abby and I slowly got up, still making eye contact. We met at the door, and walked out into the crowded hallway. She turned around, and started walking towards the exit at the end of the hallway, maybe 100 feet away. I got in step right behind her, maybe 6 inches from her rear end. There were people all around us, but it felt like we were the only two people in the world. I leaned into her ear. squeezed her hand in mine and whispered. "i'm right behind you." She turned her head just enough to the side to give me her trademark side eye. She was blushing like crazy, but I couldn't tell if it was from being turned on or from the poop she was about to do. We got maybe 20 feet from the door when the crowd started to thin a little. It was here where she turned her head and said, "it's happening." Abby began to walk a little bowlegged. Nothing too out of the ordinary, but you'd notice it if you were paying attention. She was still walking, but I could tell she was bearing down. But instead of a slow burn like I thought it would be, it all happened in the blink of an eye. One moment, her leggings contoured to her butt like normal, and they next they expanded to the size of a tennis ball, comfortable nestled in between her cheeks. I could tell it wasn't solid either, more of the soft serve consistency. It filled the crevasse of her crack, and made a sizeable damp patch as well. I stayed right behind her so no one could see what she had done. But me, I was in our heaven. Abby though, she was in pure heaven. I heard her exhale and grunt a little as her mess flowed out of her. Once it finished, we were at the exit and walked outside. No one was around us, but I just grabbed her by the hand and we fast walked to my car which was only another 50 feet away. Once we got there, Abby leaned up against my car, still heavily breathing. But she wasn't out of breath, I could tell she was super into this. I sure was. "That was fucking incredible!" I said to her. "Oh my god that felt so fucking amazing.." She said to me between bated breathes. "Did you like it?" I asked. "Oh my god Alex, I've wanted to do that for so long... I never get to poop my pants like I want to, I can't believe I just did that!" She replied. I responded, "That was truly the most amazing thing I've ever been a part of." I said to her, laughing as I pulled her in for a kiss. She laughed along with me, and we reveled in the wonderful mess she made. "Take me home so I can get cleaned up?" She asked as we broke off our kiss. "Your wish is my command!" I said back, as I pulled open my car door for her. She hopped in, sitting a little gingerly on her butt, but largely paying no mind to the poop in her panties. "How is it?" I asked her as I got in myself and started driving away. "It feels like a thousand fireworks are going off in my crotch. So warm... So heavy... So amazing..." I grabbed her hand. I so badly wanted to shove my hands in her still wet crotch and take her, but I knew there would be a better time and place for that. I drove her the short distance to her house, as we sat and talked about the mess in her pants. When we arrived she hopped out. I rolled my window down, and she gave me a kiss before walking up her driveway to her house. Right before she walked inside, she gave me a full turn in the broad daylight. Her crotch was indeed still wet, ever so slightly a shade darker than the rest of her panties. And her butt had turned brown, as her non-solid poop spread after having sat on it. She blew me a kiss as she walked in the door. I don't know how she planned to get away with her clean-up, but I knew it would be a tall order. Me on the other hand... I was so rock hard from the whole endeavor, I had my own problem to take care of at home, pronto.
    4 points
  7. Jumpsuit jinx

    "Don't know", I commented upon seeing the darkened windows and relatively empty parking lot, "It doesn't look like it's open" "No, don't say that! Please! They have to be! I'm pissing myself! Oh god!!" She actually used the P-word now. Things were getting serious. She was rocking even more violently back and forth in anticipation of finding relief. I halted the car and it was obvious the place had closed down for the evening. "It's no use. But we're almost home...", I didn't even get to finish the sentence before she flew out of the car and hobbled towards the door. She grabbed the handle and shook it in frustration while bouncing up and down holding one leg tightly crossed in front of the other. I'd be lying if the caveman part of my brain wasn't incredibly turned on by the sight, but see above regarding my conflicting feelings about crying and serious and all that emotional shit. So the place was closed. It took a few seconds for the rational part of her brain to finally convince her of that and she climbed back into the car which I hadn't even bothered to turn off as I knew the journey wasn't over yet. We set off and I made an honest effort to step on the gas the last couple of kilometers to my parking garage. "We're just about there, if you've managed to hold it this far you can manage a few more minutes" I tried to assure her. She didn't immediately reply, instead I noticed her head hanging down, her face beet red and all teared up and I heard her sniffle. Crying. Serious. Awkward. Uncomfortable. Legs semi-crossed, thighs tigggggghtly pressed together, body squirming around. How much is a recond? Will it rid the interior of urine stench? I imagined working at the car recond firm while suffering from this fetish and being tasked with sanitating a urine-drenched passenger seat. His imagination would have a field day! And how will I be able to face my friend after her drenching her jumpsuit in total and utter disgrace? About a kilometer left to the garage. Red lights. Of course. "Oh no, oh please, please, oh PLEAAAAASEEEE! HURRRRRYYYYYY!!!!!!" She was openly crying by now. As if things weren't serious enough. I couldn't enjoy this, despite having all the makings of a bona-fide omo story. But I was incredibly turned on as it had all the makings of a bona-fide omo story. Green. Drive. Ok, turn right first and then drive like hell. Panting, panicking, squirming, whining. Two hours in the pub without a toilet break, and god knows how long before that. And an additional hour in a meandering car. And beer. I know just how viciously beer can make its way through you and have been guilty myself of taking emergency leaks in darkened corners in the middle of town after genuinely feeling the bladder being as full as it could ever be. She was there now, if not beyond, but minus the ability to take a leak. I hastily turned onto the next street and then into the lane of the garage. We're talking seconds here but I bet her experience extended them into minutes, if not hours. She had definitely given up on trying to be discreet and sat like a corkscrew, legs crossed, one hand in crotch, the other propping herself up from the seat, all twisting about trying to keep her vintage clothing and my vintage upholstery from demanding sophisticated cleaning measures. I raced into the garage, probably hazardously so, and didn't even bother to reverse my car into the parking slot, something which usually is part of my driving ritual. As soon as we stopped, she stumbled out the door and started waddling towards the garage exit. I locked the car and followed. Well out on the street she continued in her awkward, almost duck-like walk, keeping her chubby thighs together meaning her legs were constantly criss-crossing each other. About a hundred or so meters onward, she suddenly stopped and bent down, still with her legs tightly crossed and her hands supporting her upper body against her thighs. "I can't.... oh no... I'm pissing, I'm gonna piss myself! I'm actually gonna piss myself!!" She wasn't though, but she clearly was in full panic mode which was emphasized by her breathless speech. "We're almost at my place, just a few hundred meters more." I reassured her, ever so emotionally conflicted. I don't want my friend to wet herself. But I prayed for this woman to wet herself. "It's too far... I have to go NOW! I have to find somewhere IMMEDIATELY!!!" she replied with even more panic in her voice. By now, even stripping out of her jumpsuit out in the countryside behind the workshop would probably have made sense. But we were no longer in the countryside, we were in a lit up residential area with people passing by on every streetcorner. From where we were standing, the nearest place that might have a bathroom was one of those small local pubs/restaurants where middle-aged men go to spend their hard-earned salary (or not-at-all-earned allowance) on cheap beer and slot machines, sometimes accompanied by their cackly wives. Trying it would mean deviating slightly from the route to my flat though, but in her state, it seemed to be the last dignified option left so we set off towards it. She made a gargantuan effort to keep her hands off of her crotch, instead balling them up into fists down her sides as she walked, still cross-leggedly, on the street towards the pub. Supposedly she didn't want to let on more than necessary just how incredibly desperate and vulnerable she was when approaching a crowd of rawdy old men holding court down at the pub. Still, hands or no hands, there was no mistaking her actual state by the way she walked and by the utter agony displayed on her face. We arrived at the pub and she scurried inside. Finally she would get relief provided she wasn't confronted with some customers-only policy or a broken toilet or something. I waited outside, not seeing that much of the interior but I did get a glimpse through the front window how she made her way past the counter and the attendant didn't protest, meaning their restroom must have been up for grabs for anyone needing it. And boy, did she ever! I stood outside waiting, slightly off to one side in order not to get myself involved in some meaningless drunk chatter when after a couple of minutes, she advanced out the front door. Finally her ordeal was over and we could resume the night. I thought. For about a second. Then I noticed her red face and tears glistening below her eyes. My heart was beating faster. ----- Part 3 coming soon
    4 points
  8. Addison, a beautiful brunette with long and curly hair, was having a normal work day. She got up, took care of her morning routine, then she got dressed, putting on her black work t-shirt and her new, form-fitting, khaki, semi-formal pants. Before leaving for her double, she made sure to fill her 32 oz water bottle all the way. Her first shift went by fine, it was really slow and the tables she was serving were low maintenance and nice enough. By the time she got back to work from break, she had refilled her water bottle 2 times. She was fine for the first 30 minutes of her shift, it was really busy and she didn’t even think about the slight discomfort growing in her bladder. Eventually, Addison’s need to pee became impossible to ignore, unfortunately, it was too busy for her to get the opportunity to go. it was like every time she got caught up on orders and all her tables were good, another table was seated in her section. She would’ve told the hostess that she needed her to slow down on seating her but when she went up,, the hostess was doing a pee dance behind the podium as customers kept on coming in, so Addison said nothing. As time went by, Addison was doing everything she could to not look desperate in front of her customers, however every drink she filled made her bladder hurt. Finally the rush died down and she was able to breathe. She went up to the hostess, Millie, to tell her she was going to the restroom, but before she could say anything millie, who had her legs crossed and both hands holding her crotch through her khaki shorts blurted “watch this, I’m about to pee myself” and ran to the restroom, which was in clear view of the host stand. Addison stood up front, She had her legs crossed, and since no one could see, she had one hand between her legs to help her hold it. She looked over longingly in the direction of the restroom, hoping to see Millie coming back, but instead she saw Millie standing in front of the door to the ladies room waiting. Millie was crossing and uncrossing her legs, shifting her weight from foot too foot, and bobbing up and down, while holding herself. Addison, seeing her desperation, felt her own increase. She tried to distract herself, she began fiddling with a pen for a bit but then a wave of desperation hit and she bent double, legs crossed, and grabbed her crotch. The wave subsided and she stood up straight again, her bladder had a noticeable bulge. She looked towards the restrooms again just in time to see Millie freeze, put a hand over her mouth, and dart out the door. There were a few drops of liquid on the floor where Millie’d been standing and Addison realized Millie had at least leaked if not completely lost it. However, 5 minuets later, Millie walked back and said “Phew, I almost peed all over myself, whoever is in there is taking so long that I had to run out to the dumpster area and relieve myself there. Addison noticed the smallest patch of damp material on Millies crotch and the faint smell of pee caused another wave of desperation. “Well, I gotta go!” And hurried. Being rather bladder-shy, Addison wasn’t eager to go pee outside so she tried the restroom door just in case and found it locked, so she nocked and a voice from inside said “Occupied, sorry I’m a bit sick rn” -fuck- she thought. “Ok ma’m, but if you could hurry, I really need to use it” Addison said. There was no answer. Addison waited about 7 more minutes when another wave hit, by this point she was doing a similar pee dance to Millie and despite grabbing herself with both hands and crossing her legs as tight as possible while bent at the waist, she felt two spurts of pee escape and a small patch of her khakis dampen slightly. Just as Addison was about to run outside, the restroom door opened and the manager walked out but before anything could be said, Addison dashed in, locking the door behind her. She ran to the toilet, fumbled with her belt for a few painful seconds, her legs shaking, her bladder quivering. After finally getting her belt undone, she started undoing her button but had to stop to press a hand to her throbbing urethra. She went to unzip her pants, but suddenly, the zipper was stuck. “Oh noooo, not now” she whimpered to herself. Addison tugged again at the zipper, to no avail. She was standing, butt hovering over the toilet, ready to sit as soon as her clothes were out the way, but the zipper was not budging. Another wave hit and she moaned and crossed her legs, bent double, pants now tightly digging into her bladder. She leaked again, and the dark patch at her crotch spread, she regained control and decided to try pushing the pants down anyway but her curvy figure prevented that. then, back to back waves as all the water she drank started to spurt to of her throbbing urethra, she kept tying to stop it but to no avail, the leaks kept happening and eventually, she completely lost control. the wet patch spread across her backside and down her legs in thin lines that thickened. it was so much pee that it burst through her pants, gushing through her clothes and onto the floor. She felt a combination of ecstatic relief and embarrassment as her bladder continued to empty. finally, she gave up trying to stop it and sat on the toilet, fully clothed, and let the pee just gush out of her. The stream was so powerful that it shot out go her and splattered all over the restroom floor. after the flow finally stopped, she messaged her manager and said she had started her period and then ran out the building so nobody could see what had happened. Addison spread a towel on the seat of her car and sat down, looking at her now-soaked pants. She tried her zipper again and this time, of course, it went down. She slid her pants down and touched the soaked crotch of her blue panties. She felt a shudder of pleasure run up and down her spine as she began to rub her clitoris through her panties. Then, she pulled them to the side and began rubbing it directly, biting her lip as she rubbed herself to the point of orgasm.
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  9. I must've peed 3 or 4 times in my sleep last night. My pajamas and bed were soaked and my pull-up was heavy and wet when I woke up.
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    Hi all, i am not sure if we had this already here, but in my mind it is woth to see it again. This girls likes what she is doing. She wets her jeans a bit, a bit mor and plays and talks about ist. I like this kind of stuff. Please be warned, at the end she removes her jeans and also shows her breasts. Both only to present her nearly perfect body (no sex or musturbation). Have fun, trief
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  11. (This is my first time writing fanfics, if you guys find any english/narrative errors, please warn me. Thanks) This is a story about Emily, a girl at her 20s, doing college, but with a great problem: A weak bladder, she had this problem since she was 10, however it was not a problem since she was really careful and was always close to a bathroom, however this changed when she entered a new college. Emily woke up 5 AM to prepare and go to the new college, extremely hyped to see how it would go, brushed the teeth, took a shower, and chose the most beautiful clothes in her house, her trademark small black skirt, a simple, but elegant white shirt, a pair of dark blue shoes that fits perfectly with the ice white socks, she was ready to go! The first class was going to begin in 15 minutes and everything was going well, however, Emily did not look where the bathroom was, or how much time she would spend in class, so it was really dangerous, however she was feeling confident that everything would go well! The class began, it was chemistry, the teacher was talking about properties of the liquids, and by the 1 hour mark it was beggining to affect Emily, a girl that sat next to her saw that emily was nervous and asked: -"Something wrong?" -"No, nothing really, haha" Said Emily Emily was trying to be optimistic, however things weren't looking good for her, the pression was building, the clock was ticking, and the teacher was still talking about liquids, the same girl looked to Emily once again and said: -"I know what you are going through, this expression is really obvious" And did a strange smile to Emily -"Wh-WHAT?" -"HAHA, Just kidding, your face was HILARIOUS, why are you so scared? lol." -"ITS NOTHING, really its nothing." -"If you say so, oh by the way, what's your name?" -"M-my name is Emily, and yours?" -"Mine is sarah, nice to meet you." -"The pleasure is mine" Emily was starting to get really sweaty, even more when the teacher began really using liquids in the class, so emily tried talking to the teacher -"C-can I go to the bathroom please?" -"No, you had your chance to go to the bathroom before my class started." -"B-But its a emergency, please" -"No, there are no emergencies in my class." -"Tough luck huh?" Said Sarah -"Y-yeah." Said emily with more sweat than ever -"Why don't you just piss yourself?" -"WHAT??" -"That's what you heard" -"W-Why would I do that Sarah?" -"Because you are almost exploding, and there is still 1 hour of chemistry, AND it is about liquids, you are not going to hold it Emily, I couldn't hold it" She says this while pointing at her crotch, it is completely soaked Emily, with a shocked expression says -"I-im not going to do that, never!" -"Let's see them." The clock continues ticking, Emily is at her limit, however, luck is by her side, and the bell rings -"YES!" Says Emily, extremely happy Emily begins to run to get out of class, but, she doesn't know where the bathroom is, so Emily asks sarah: -"SARAH WHERE IS THE BATHROOM." -"Is at the other side of the school" Says sarah with a wry smile -"OK BYE, SEE YOU SOON." Emily begins to rush through the corridors, making funny movements to hold it, the school was looking like a maze, she was desperate, every single move she did felt like the floodgates where going to open, but them, she found the bathroom. There was a line of 5 girls already, the new college had only 1 bathroom, Sarah just laughed at Emily and began talking: -"Tough luck again uh." -"DON'T LAUGH, THIS IS NOT FUNNY" -"I was just like you sometime ago." -"SHUT UP." -"Follow me if you don't want the entire school seeing you peeing yourself" -"I WILL HOLD IT UNTIL THIS LINE ENDS!" -"Good luck." And so, time passed, and the girl that was in the bathroom says "The bathroom is not working anymore, it broke" Emily just ran to Sarah and asked about what Sarah wanted with her -"Sarah HELP MEE." -"Fine, fine, follow me." Sarah took Emily to a empty place in the school and said -"Piss yourself." -"B-but" -"PEE." Sarah's voice was so frightening, and the pression was already so high that Emily just began peeing herself, the puddle began, and her pantie was getting soaking wet, the only thing that made Emily a little less sad was that she was wearing a skirt, the pee was not stopping, Emily was peeing for minutes straight, and Sarah had a huge smile on her face, the puddle on the concrete was huge too, and Emily was red as a tomato, Emily tried hiding her Crotch area but it was useless, Sarah had already seen everything, and she said "That was awesome for a little girl like you.' "SHUT UP." -"I have a weak bladder too, but I-" -"BUT YOU DON'T HAVE SHAME ON YOURSELF!?" -"Calm down there girl." Emily is still shocked of everything that happened on her first day of college, and despise what Emily's saying, She is pretty grateful that Sarah showed a place with no one around to look at her peeing -"T-thanks at least for taking me on a place that don't have people looking." -"No problem girl, i will show you more things with the time, we are 2 girls with weak bladders, we need to help each other right?" -"Y-yes, sure." Sarah and Emily hug each other as a symbol of their friendship, and prepare for the next class. (Please guys, don't forget to comment, saying what you think about the fanfic, and im open to ideas, thanks for reading until here!)
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  12. I don't understand why this comment has five upvotes compared to one for the original post. "Uncomfortably infantilizing" why? Because it refers to them as "little girls" and because it uses the word "potty"? You guys know that ageplay is a thing, right? And that it's a pretty common interest among people who are also into watching folks wet their pants?
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  13. When Nexi opened her eyes, she was somewhere else entirely. She was no longer on those steep and tall stairs. She was instead in some room, laying down on top of a soft, white bed. “Urgh… what… what happened?” “You wet yourself on top of me, that’s what.” She looked at where the voice came from, only to find that it belonged to a face she was all too familiar with. “You… why are you here?” She narrowed her eyes. “Are you serious?” The woman groaned. “Don’t tell me that you lost your memories or something from that accident! You didn’t even hit your head! You used my body as your cushion, remember?” Nexi blinked, her brain slowly processing the words she had just heard. And almost immediately, it all came back to her. The arduous climb on the tall, towering staircase… the unfortunate meeting with the adventurer woman… and the crash… resulting in both of them losing their tenuous grip on their bladders… And the woman slapped her for it, knocking her unconscious. “You… you slapped me…” She narrowed her eyes towards the woman. “Tch, it’s your own fault!” She raised her voice in return, looking sideways with a blush. “Why must you be so stubborn? If you just let me walk through…” “I can say the same to you…” “Shut up! You have no idea how embarrassing it was asking those two receptionists for a room so you could rest! I had to endure them giggling at my soaked pants!” At those words, Nexi’s eyes landed on the crotch of the woman. Sure enough, she could see how her short shorts were soaked from her pee. Still, thanks to the dark color, she didn’t think it was too noticeable. Just like the wet skirt and socks she was wearing now. “Why are you here anyway?” The adventurer woman crossed her arms. “Don’t tell me you came here just for the privy!” Nexi paid her a short glare, considering whether she wanted to tell her or not. “I wished to obtain the permit. For the ruins.” “Eh? The permit?” The adventurer woman raised her eyebrows. “Ah, of course. You’re a newcomer to the town after all.” “I’m a scholar.” Nexi continued. “I need to research the ruins to prove whether my hypothesis was correct or not.” “And that hypothesis is…” “You won’t understand. You’re just an adventurer after all.” “...Wow.’ The adventurer woman rolled her eyes. “And here I thought I’d give you a chance. Turns out your kind really is full of arrogant, ‘loves to smell their own farts’ bastards.” “The same can be said for you.” Nexi replied coldly. “You… who laughed at another’s misfortune… I’m glad this time around, I made you wet your pants too…” Sparks seemingly appeared out of thin air as the two glared against each other. “It wasn’t my fault, you know, that I wet myself like this. I just had a long meeting with the mayor and when I was done, I was bursting for the loo. I tried to use the privy near her office but it was locked. And the bitch refused to allow me in.” Nexi paused. Wait, was she talking about the same privy as the one she was going after? “I could’ve unlocked that, you know. If only you didn’t push me away, we could’ve made it.” It was then the turn for the adventurer woman to pause. She opened her mouth, wanting to say that there was no way she could dismantle the runes protecting the door. And yet, looking at her firm, serious glare… she couldn’t in good faith say that she doubted her ability. She was a ruin scholar and that meant she should be an expert at disabling magical protections. Dismantling the privy’s barrier should be child’s play for her. ‘...Look, I’m sorry. For pushing you like that. And for laughing at you for having an accident yesterday.” Nexi raised her eyebrows. An apology? She didn’t expect that from her. Not in a thousand years. “Let’s start from the beginning, shall we? The name’s Isolde. Isolde Faulkner. Pleased to meet you.” She stretched her hand towards her, waiting whether she would take it or not. Nexi hesitated. Should she really forgive her? Just like that? But, in the end, she returned her handshake. “Nexi. Nexi Swiftblossom.” And thus, from a pair of soiled shorts and skirt, a new friendship was born. Or, at the very least, an acquaintance. “Well, Miss Nexi, if you wish to get to the ruins, then you’ll need me to act as your bodyguard.” She smiled confidently at her. “I’m one of the many adventurers employed by the city to keep eggheads like you from killing themselves. In fact, that’s why I came here this morning, meeting with the mayor to talk about my pay. I managed to get a raise, you know.” She grinned. “Oh really?” Nexi narrowed her eyes. “What? You think I’m lying to you? I’m hurt, Miss Swiftblossom.” She faked a pained expression. “Then, let’s go to the fourth floor office,” Nexi suggested. “We’ll register there together.” “Wearing these wet pants?” “Going back to the inn would take too long,” Nexi replied. “We might as well just swallow our pride and get it over with. I’m sure it won’t take long until the entire city knows we wet ourselves in the city hall.” Isolde paused, feeling up the wet shorts she wore with her hand. “Oh, fine! To heck with it!” She declared. “Let’s go! Now! You can walk, right?” Nexi nodded. “You hit me, yes. But you didn’t hit me that hard.” “Good. Then, let us be on our way.” ᅠ True to her word, the receptionist on the fourth floor quickly recognized Isolde the moment they walked up to her, hastening the registration process considerably. But, to their surprise, she didn’t mention their wet pants in the slightest. Does she not notice? Or… A waft of fresh pee entered Nexi’s nostrils. Oh. I believe I know why she doesn’t say anything. She has wet herself as well behind that desk. I suppose the other privies being in repair will eventually lead to this outcome. Giving her a sympathetic look, she took the permit from her hand, which was just a piece of parchment with the seal of the major. “Now… we should return to our inns and change.” Isolde said. “It’s too late to go now so tomorrow, we can meet up at the south gate.” Nexi nodded. “Deal.” “Oh, And try to be there with an empty bladder,” she added with a small smirk. “No privy for either of us to use once we’re there. And peeing inside the ruins would be a crime punishable by death. The mayor doesn’t want leaky scholars to make the place stink with pee.” “The same to you, Miss Faulkner,” Nexi smirked back. “I doubted she would agree with her adventurers relieving themselves on such a priceless heritage site.” The two looked at each other for a few moments, before bursting into a giggle. Their simultaneous accident really had forged a friendship out of them, it seemed. ------------- A/N: The best way to make friends = Wet your pants together.
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  14. Final conclusion to this: As the girls approached Becky and Max Max hurriedly pushed his member back into his trousers and quickly zipped up. He ached to cum but the shock of being interrupted was at least calming his hard on down somewhat, thankfully. Becky looked back at Max fleetingly before stepping towards her girlfriends as Steph ran towards her hugging her and glaring at Max. “Are you ok Becky? Did he do anything to you?” “I’m fine honestly. We just…” She looked over at the obvious puddle that was running along the ground where she had previously stood. “We em…Max just wanted to say hi but I was bursting for a wee so he stood and kept guard while I…you know….” Mags looked aghast. “You went outside? Oh my God Becky! That’s disgusting!” “I couldn’t wait ok! I was really desperate!” “What’s the problem Mags? You never went outside before?” Steph shouted, unaware she was being so loud. “No! No I haven’t! It’s indecent and unladylike and…what on earth did you do for loo roll?” Steph laughed as she danced with one hand pushed between her legs. “You’ve seriously never squatted behind a bush? Oh wow! Well how about I show you exactly how it’s done! I mean I can’t even wait any longer anyway and as long as…he…doesn’t watch…oh fuck I’m going to do this! I really am! It’s that or I flood my knickers right here anyway!” Max gazed at Becky knowingly without letting anyone see as Mags stared in shock at Steph who was now making her way towards the back wall of the building giggling and almost tripping over. She looked more drunk that she actually was with her long legs bouncing and twisting and her hand permanently in her crotch. Mags crossed her legs as her face blushed. “Come on Steph! Let’s just go into the ladies and find Poppy. You’re making a spectacle of yourself now. I can’t believe you are doing this!” Max felt his dick twitching again. He didn’t fancy Steph really but knowing what she was about to do and hearing her talk about it was still having a serious affect on his body. He couldn’t help it. Plus it brought back so many memories of just moments before with Becky, his hands still damp and smelling of her urine and mucus. This wasn’t helping his need to cum one bit and he could feel his hard on throbbing once again in his jeans. He knew he should look away but he just couldn’t. None of them could as Steph, intoxicated from so much alcohol and with a bladder so full she looked pregnant, preceded to lean her bottom against the wall of the pub while she laughed and pulled her mini skirt up, and to everyone’s shock her knickers down, crouched, almost falling, as she leaned back against the wall with her back and splattered hard on the ground on her bum! “I need help! I can’t get up and I’m peeing! Mags, Becky! Come help me!” Becky laughed as she rushed towards her friend to help her up but Mags stood with her mouth open staring not moving. Realising Mags wasn’t going to help Max tentatively headed towards Steph to help her up instead. Taking an arm each Becky and Max pulled Steph up from the ground as she continued peeing fast soaking her sandals, her knickers and the ground beneath her. Steph laughed loudly like this was somehow the funniest thing she’d ever done as she turned and looked Max right in the face. “Oh God that feels so much better! I think I did a wee wee don’t you!” Max looked at Becky not sure what to say as they pulled Steph up to standing again then kept her steady while she leaned against the wall. Steph stood there with her knickers now at her ankles and now floating in her pool of pee attached to her feet. Without saying a word she stepped out of the white material and clumsily started walking back towards Mags. “That’s…that’s not really how you em…how it’s usually done but when you gotta go you gotta go…don’t you Becky! Right girls let’s go inside and find Poppy. Max leave Becky alone! Becky…Becky come with us. I need a drink I do.” Steph fumbled along the side of the pub as Mags ran to help her leaving Becky and Max walking behind. “That’s the last thing she needs. So when’s the big day then?” “Emmm…a week today.” As Steph and Mags opened the pub door to go look for Poppy Max once again pulled Becky back, though this time much gentler and lovingly. “Are you sure you are doing the right thing Becky?” “What? By finishing my hen night with my girlfriends?” “No! By marrying Ben. You do know he’s been married before right?” As Becky pulled the door open to head inside her brain slowly processed what Max had just said. Standing with the door open and one foot inside Becky looked back at Max. She didn’t know Ben had been married before but was Max just saying this or was it really true? “No I didn’t. But does that matter? He’s not with her now is he?” “Do you actually know that for sure?” “Of course I do! He’s at his parents tonight!” “Ok. Whatever you say. But whatever you choose Becky I’ll never stop loving you you know. Never. I made some really crap decisions and said some stupid stuff but you…you have always been the one and tonight…” He nodded towards the back of the building. “I’ll never forget that either. Never!” Becky blushed remembering how she felt moments earlier being kissed by Max and having his fingers inside her while she released the full contents of her bladder. Looking at the ground she whispered as she walked into the pub. “Me neither.” Max watched as she disappeared inside as he stared at the closed doors for a minute before walking away. ——- Inside the Maiden Voyage pub Becky looked around for her friends as she heard someone calling her. “Oh Becky I’m so glad you are ok! Fancy seeing Max here! He’s trouble he is. Sorry I didn’t come out to find you. I had to use the ladies so badly! But you’re here now and that’s what matters.” “Have Mags and Steph found you yet?” “Yeah! They are sitting over there. I’ve been sent to get the drinks again! What do you fancy?” “I think I’ll just have soda water and lime if that’s ok!” “Right. Catch you with the others in a bit.” Becky headed towards Mags and Steph noticing immediately that Mags was sitting at the edge of the corner seat looking tense. Steph looked more relaxed still giggling to herself. “You both ok? I saw Poppy heading to the bar. I think we should call it a night after this round don’t you?” “Spoil sport!” Steph chimed but Mags nodded quietly. Becky slid beside her onto the corner cushioned seat looking at her anxiously. “You ok? Did you guys really call the police?” “I did but the queue to get an answer was taking far too long so I hung up in the end. Listen would you mind if I called myself a taxi and left this round?” “Is this about what Steph did?” “Sort of.” Mags fidgeted on the seat before putting her arm around her stomach. As Steph checked her phone and laughed at something else Becky whispered quietly to Mags. “If it makes it any better I don’t think she’ll remember it tomorrow do you? So did you get a chance to go to the loo yourself?” Mags shook her head and blushed. “Oh God! You must be dying to go Mags! Want me to come with you?” “I don’t really like pub toilets to be honest. I’d rather go at home.” “Then you’d better call that taxi I reckon.” “You sure you don’t mind?” “Not at all. I hope there’s not a long wait.” “Me neither! Oh by the way I called your phone too but it just rang out. You had me worried.” “Oh. I mustn’t have heard it. Look there’s Poppy! You call yourself a cab and I’ll see you at the dress rehearsal on Friday night?” Mags nodded as she looked at her phone and pressed an app. “20 minutes wait. Oh.” “Will you make it Mags?” Mags blushed and shrugged. Becky looked at her sympathetically. She knew just how badly she’d had to go not that long ago and Mags had had every bit as much to drink too. She’d also just witnessed her friend peeing outside which wouldn’t have helped. She looked so desperate sitting at the edge of the seat biting her lips anxiously. It would be a long twenty minutes watching her friends drinking. At least it gave Becky something else to think about other than Max. As hen nights go this was one she definitely wouldn’t forget!
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  15. PART 3 The next few weeks were some of the very best of my life. Do you remember your first love, if you have had one? I never had up until this point. And it was maddening how happy we both were. It was intoxicating, actually. We talked non stop. We texted every single day. Walked to and from class together. Passed cute notes from one another. I know, all disgusting at times, but I had never been in a relationship before. I learned that neither had Abby, so this was the first time for both of us. But what was so amazing is, we both felt such pure, utter energy and ecstasy. We were both falling hard, and it was amazing. I came to learn that shared a lot of things in common, more than just our shared fetish. We both loved movies and going to see them in theaters, we both loved video games too, me more so than her but she was happy to play with most of the time. We both loved the outdoors too, going out on hikes and camping. And we also both enjoyed just being lazy together sometimes. Just sitting around and being together. Like I said, intoxicating, but very wonderful. But back to the other half of this smitten relationship, our shared fetish for her bathroom habits. I still can't believe I found a girl that actually enjoys peeing herself. The following Monday morning at school, I was able to finally ask her what was the story behind all this. We were early, just sitting on the ground by our lockers, killing a few minutes before our first classes started. "I had such a fun time on Saturday Alex, thank you again for taking me out." She said to me. "Oh are you kidding?" I replied. "I had an amazing time! Thank YOU for saying yes!" We both laughed, and she shined her trademark smile at me, the one where she turns looks me in the eyes and turns bright red. "So... I have to ask." I said in a whisper. "Why do yo--" She cut me off. "Why do I like to pee myself?" "Well, if you don't mind my asking." I quickly said. "Oh I don't mind, but only if you tell me why you think its so hot first." She said, biting her lip and turning red. I gave her a wry smile, looking around to see if anyone was within earshot first, before answering, "Oh I see how it is. I'm afraid there isn't much of a story actually. I think I remember some girl peeing herself way back when, but never really thinking of it until recently. For some reason it stuck with me as something I found to be insanely attractive. Once I figured myself out during puberty and... you know... it just became a thing." I finished with a shrug. "Hmm." She said with a smirk. "I suppose that's an acceptable answer. I might as well tell you my side of the story." "Oh please do!" I said back. She began, "For me, I've actually really never had a strong bladder. I was potty trained, and there's nothing clinically wrong with me, I've just been a little accident prone my whole life. Long car rides, airplane trips, big moments of excitement like surprises or laughing fits, you name it. Sometimes I just forget to think about it to. Sure my parents made sure to make me go all the time, but having an accident never bothered me either. So I just let *whatever* happen, happen." Abby put a certain amount of emphasis and smile when she said "whatever," at the end of her sentence. Now was my chance. She lobbed it up like a softball the size of a beach ball. Could it really be? Could she really be into... everything? I swallowed and asked, "When you say, *whatever*, do you mean..." and trailed off, with my implication being rather obvious. She smiled, and her face burned as red as the sun. She gave a shoulder shrug, winked, and said, "I don't know, maybe!" My jaw, quite literally dropped. I was in love. And she knew it too, I could read on her face that she loved the effect she was having on me. So she was either playing me for the cheapest fiddle in the west, or we were more meant to be than Romeo and Juliet! Abby continued. "But yeah, I've had plenty of accidents! I'd say its a pretty even split between purposeful and accidental too. Like with the lunchroom the other day? I think its fun to shock people with a good "pee dare" every once in a while." I replied, "Oh you certainly shocked me! But I loved it!" "Oh I know you did!" She said back. "But yeah. One time I was on a big girls camping trip with friends of mine back in middle school, and we were just chasing each other around the house, and a friend of mine tackled me, and as we went down we both fell into a fit of laughter. Next thing I knew, my panties and my pajamas were soaking wet!" She continued. "No way!" Was all I could think to say. "Way! Another time, I was walking home from a soccer practice, and I really had to pee, and since my clothes were already filthy and full of sweat, and no one was around, I just let it all go right there in my soccer pants. Felt amazing too." I laughed and pushed her shoulder playfully. I was loving this! "Oh and then there was this time where I actually pooped myself!" And there it was. No more subtext. She actually said it. "Wait really??" I said to her, in a way to both express how truly interested in this I was, without being creepy." "Oh yeah!" She said with a laugh. "I was at a pool party back in middle school, and I had been eating and drinking all day just like everyone else. Well, after a few hours of just peeing in the pool, like everyone does, I felt that I had to poop. But unfortunately for me, I hadn't stopped for even a minute that entire afternoon. I was in the pool, out of the pool, grabbing a snack, running around, it was a party! So by the time my body actually told me I had to poop, it was like, DEFCON 1!" This time I genuinely laughed, as that was actually pretty funny. "So what did you do?? Did you poop in the pool??" Now she laughed, "NO I did not, goober! Once I felt the pressure hit me, I just turned heel as fast as I could out of the water. The bathroom was maybe 100 feet away from me, and I fast walked as quickly as I could but..." She faded out with a shrug. "Oh my gosh you're kidding!" I said, laughing, but also in pure heaven. "Nope, did it right there in my one piece!" "Did everyone see you? What did you do" I prodded her to continue. "Nah, luckily enough I was close to the bathroom. It wasn't a big poo, but it was certainly a big enough one. It came out mid-walk, and I looked like I had a tail as I walked past the mirror in the bathroom!" I was laughing really hard now, as that was also genuinely funny. "I'm glad this is so funny for you!" Abby said, while laughing along with me." "No its amazing! I'm laughing because I just would have LOVED to be there to see that!" "Oh i know you would have big guy" she said to me with a pat on the cheek. "But yeah, I made it into the bathroom with no one seeing me, and I sat right down on the toilet as fast as I could. I still had to go, so I ripped off my one piece as fast as I could, and was able to finish up in the toilet. The luckiest part of all of this is, it was solid enough that it actually was super easy to cleanup. I just dropped it in the toilet, finished pooping, then put my suit back on and hopped back in the pool. Wasn't dirty at all!" "Man what a great story!" I said once she finished. "Thank you, thank you..." She said with a mock bow. "So just over the years, you've been accident prone... huh. But what about... You know..." I trailed off. "Oh, you mean..." She said, with a gesture that indicated we were on the same page." That part is kind of like your part I guess. Once I got into high school and really started going through puberty, it kind of just became my thing. I would have accidents so often that it became kind of a.. turn on." She whispered to me. Now, I was the one with the red face. "So it got to the point where any chance I could get without being caught, I'd have an *accident*..." She finished, biting her lip. And this is where I jumped in. "So, you do like it then? Like you said back at the movies, there's more where that came from? You weren't joking me?" She gave me a side eye, then said, "Alex, I am being totally honest with you." She looked up and down the hallway, then whispered to me, "I love peeing myself. And more" I started stammering, trying to get words out, but before I could, the class bell rang, and Abby started to get up. She said as she got up, "Cat got your tongue? Tough luck big guy, you'll get 'em next time." As she grabbed her bag off the floor, she did one of those quick feels of the crotch that one does, like when a guy tries to fix his junk, or when a girl is checking for their period. "Ooh, a little damp down there!" Again, I was nearly too stunned to speak. But I was able to un-swallow my tongue, and find the words to say, "Wait, did you just have an accident?" She bit her lip, then walked over to me, grabbed my hand, and whispered into my ear, "No." Readers. When I tell you I don't think I had ever been more turned on, utterly happy, and completely awestruck with silence all at the same time, I freakin mean it. I must have gotten tunnel vision, because the next thing I knew, Abby was blowing me a kiss goodbye as she walked to her class. I came to just in time to catch it, and had to sprint off in order to not miss my own class. But damn... What a gal.
    3 points
  16. Well that is the most uncomfortably infantilizing description I've read in a while...
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  17. This is a new story series if mine that I've mentally been working on for a while, and have big plans for (possibly up to 15-20 chapters!) Knowing me though, i always run out of steam after a while. But I really like this idea and want to give it a go, so here is chapter one! BE WARNED! This series will include messing as a common theme, so if that's not your vibe, no worries. But some of the stories will be wetting only, such as chapter one. I won't differentiate from here on out though, so read at your own peril. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- High school can either be hell, or it can be meh. For me, it was the later, up until my junior year. I had my group of friends and I got along well enough with everyone, but there was nothing spectacular going on in my life. No big sports teams, no shows or plays I'm acting in, and worst of all, no girlfriend. That is, until I started talking to Abby. She and I technically grew up together, in the sense that we've always gone to the same school and known who the other was, but that's about it. Our friend groups never really overlapped, but there was never any animosity either. Abby and I shared 4th period English, which we had right before lunch. We sat together in class and got to know one another a little better, although very casually at first. And as luck would have it, neither of us actually shared our lunch break with any of our friends, so as we got to know each other better, we started eat lunch together as well, meaning we'd spend two straight hours together every day. We learned we shared a lot of the same interests. We both liked to play video games, we both enjoyed being fairly active and going on hikes, watching sports and movies, and a few other things! She was also just a lot of fun too. She was always looking to something wild, like jump across a big gap, try to do a cartwheel down the crowded halls, stuff like that. She was also always up for dates, I would constantly over hear her and her friends and she'd say something like "ya dare me to??" In response to something and I'd laugh. Naturally, as it tends to happen in high school, Abby and I got to flirting. We became fast friends in class and during lunch. We started working together on assignments, and started sharing more and more about our lives. We hadn't explicitly started going steady yet, but if you stared long enough you could certainly tell we were flirting. I'd star at her a little too long, she'd punch me on the arm, I'd try to laugh with her as much as I could, she'd dress a little nice, a little more provocative even on some days. It's here where I suppose I should share how we both look. I'm you're average looking guy for the most part. 6 feet, normal build, red hair, normal sense of style. I'm by no means ugly, but I'm not an Adonis either. Abby though... She was a knockout. She was 5'6, brown wavy hair, brown eyes and legs to die for. She had a gift from god, in that she had a massive booty without even trying. Her chest might be considered small to some, but she was gorgeous to me. Although, id never shared any of this with her. It's also at this point I should mention I have a fairly serious piss and shit fetish... After all, you're here reading this! I just can't get enough of it, I absolutely love it when a girl has to go so bad she does it in her pants. Accidents, panties, leggings, diapers, all freaking fantastic. But as with most of us, unfortunately it's been just that, a fantasy. Or so I thought. "Hey Alex!" Abby said to me as she walked into class. "Hey!" I said back. Abby walked over to where I was sitting and sat right on top of my desk. "Guess what!" She said excitedly. I squeezed out a "Wh--" before she cut me off. "I've got the weekend to myself!! My parents are going on a mini vacation, which means I'll be home alone, thank GOD. I need a break from them so bad." Abby said to me. "Oh awesome!" I replied. I choose my next words very carefully. "Got any big plans this weekend then?" "Nah not really" she said. "I'm just so happy I get to have a free weekend for once." I was about to muster up the courage to ask if she wanted to do something together, but just as I was going to our teacher walked in the room, and Abby slid off my desk and into hers beside me, as class began. Class went on as normal, and we got to working on this and that, reading and writing. Over the duration of the class, I noticed Abby started to get really fidgety. I made a mental note of it, but didn't think much of it at the time, as my brain was squarely focused on English instead of in the gutter. Class had maybe ten minutes left when she leans over to me and says: "I really have to pee." These words did bring me out of my focus on school, and I practically did a double take when she said it. To keep me cool though I gave a slight chuckle and just shook my head, as not to draw suspicion from her or the teacher. Class finished up, with Abby fidgeting and bouncing her legs constantly. However, she had a problem ahead, and we both knew it. Our classroom was rather far from the lunchroom, meaning if we didn't get there fast, we would wait in line for food, not get a table, or both. So if she went to the bathroom ahead of time, we'd certainly be waiting a while to eat. So when class was over she asked me, "do you think I have time to run to the bathroom before lunch?" "I doubt it, it's nacho day and look, people Are already running that way!" I said, gesturing to our classmates rushing out the door. "Oh shoot, fine let's go, I'm starving!" She said back. We immediately got going, and was able to get in line without having to wait too long. Once we sat down at a table I said to her, "you can go ahead and go to the bathroom, I'll keep your seat." I know this goes against what I deeply wanted inside, but I'm not about to out that part of myself right here in the lunchroom. "Ugh no, I do still have to go pretty bad but I'm starving, let's just eat." I just shrugged, and got to chowing down, since I was hungry too. We had a table to ourselves surprisingly, and we enjoyed laughing and talking as we would normally do every day. We also flirted pretty hard core as well. Abby had touched my arm a few times, which hadn't gone unnoticed by me, and I kept sticking my leg out a little farther so it would bump into hers. You know, harmless high school flirting. "You're too funny Alex I can't believe you!" She said to me laughing, after I made a dirty joke. "Hey, I just call it like I see it!" I said back. She deep sighed then said to me, "fuck I really have to pee now, I won't make it through another class." "Well go then!" I said back to her. "What, here??" She said to me, incredulously. I did another double take, and quickly laughed to Avery any tension that may have caused. "No you goon, go to the bathroom!" "Ooooooh hahaha!" She said, laughing very hard. I joined in and kept laughing. But then, she really blew my mind, and all inhibitions went out the window. As we stopped laughing, she got a look in her eyes, leaned over and said, "Dare me to go right here?" I paused. My heart literally shit from 70 bpm to over 100 in a second. I locked eyes with her and paused, knowing I'd have to play this very carefully. Is she playing with me? Is she serious? Joking? I answered with a laugh. "Oh yeah like peeing in the lunchroom is a good idea." "Why not?? The school bathrooms are nasty, and I really have to go, who's gonna know??" She said, doubling down. I replied, "what're you gonna do, just drop your pants and squat?? Everyone would see you!" "No, I'd go in my pants! I'm wearing black leggings, no one will see!" Now my heart shot up to 120 bpm. "You wouldn't." I said "It wouldn't be the first time I've peed myself." She said in a whisper. Now, my heart nearly stopped. Then I said, "Ok Abby, you're on. I dare you!" "What do I get if I do it??" She said to me with a punch of the arm. I figured since I'd gotten this far, why not go for broke. I took a deep breath, and prayed. "If you do it, you win a date with yours truly?" Her eyes widened, but then she gave me another look and touched my arm and said. "What do you get out of this?" I thought about it and said with a wink, "I think I win either way." She was silent for another moment, then just stared me down. She said "deal", with a wink, then she straightened up. I still couldn't believe she was actually going through with this and said, "Wait so your actually gonna do it??" "Yes!" She said. "I want to win that date you offered!" This time, I was speechless. I might have even been in love. I couldn't get another word out before she closed her eyes, took a deep breathe, and said, "I'm going now" She was sitting across from me so I couldn't see what was happening, but I could see every other tell tale sign. She closed her eyes, shook a little, then sat absolutely still. I heard the smallest of drops as her pee went from the crotch her pants, off the chair and onto the floor, but most of it was actually stopped up by her black leggings. I even could smell it a little, although that was much harder to tell. "I can't believe you're peeing yourself " I said in disbelief. "I can't either!" She said back to me. I got so incredibly aroused in that moment, it was very difficult not to show it or give anything away about how I felt in the moment. I was just in heaven, watching Abby be in absolute bliss as she emptied her bladder into her pants. "There, all done!" She said to me with a wicked smile. "That was absolutely amazing" I said before I could catch myself. "Amazing huh??" She said back to me. I was now in panic mode. Had I said to much? I stammered away, "oh I mean... Uh... I uh..." She laughed. "No you're right it was pretty amazing! I've never done that in such a public place before! Feels so naughty of me!" "Haha yeah!" Was all I could force out of me. Then there was a silence for a few seconds as we kind of just stared at each other. "So I guess I win that date, right?" She said to me, softly. Before I could respond, the lunch bell rang, signaling we had to get to our next class. Abby started getting up, while I still sat there in disbelief of everything. I was able to muster a smile right as she was about to turn and walk away "Call me later!" She said, again with that trademark smile of hers. And she started walking away. "I will!!" I yelled back to her. She turned and took a few steps backwards while looking at me and smiling. Then she did a quick "I still can't believe I did that" smile before turning away again. I just stared at her ass as long as I could, I didn't care if anyone saw me. I saw the wet spot all up her ass checks and halfway down her legs. It was the most amazing thing I had ever seen. The rest of the day went be in a flash. I could hardly think about anything else after what had happened in the lunch room. I was on cloud nine, and couldn't wait to go out with Abby! I still couldn't believe it all! Once I was home later that night, I gave Abby a call. She answered in the second ring. "Hey you!" She said in a happy tone. "Hey! What's up?" I said back. "Nothing much, just trying to finish up some homework. How about you?" She said. "Same, I'm tired of working haha." I was quickly running out of things to say, I didn't exactly know how to approach the elephant in the room, which was her peeing herself in lunch today. Luckily though, she did that for me. "So I bet you're still thinking about lunch today, right?" She said. "As a matter of fact I am! What tipped it off?" I said. "Well I'm still thinking about it too! It's still so crazy to me! I've had accidents before, but never like that!" She said. I replied, perhaps a little too enthusiastically, "woah woah, you have??" "Haha of course!" She said with a laugh. "Plenty of times. At the pool, at work, on road trips, I guess I just don't have the best bladder!" We both laughed at that one. "But I gotta ask, this doesn't gross you out? Most guys always scream "ew" if I pee myself in front of them." In a rush I said, "no! No, it doesn't gross me out at all!" "Why?" And there it was. I had a choice to make, and I had to make it fast. Do I lie? Do I tell the truth, that it's a fetish of mine? Would it gross her out? Is that too forward? I decided to try and split the difference between the truth and a lie. "I don't know, I mean it just doesn't. I've seen a couple of people pee themselves before, it's whatever. Besides, you looked pretty cute as you did it too!" As you can tell, I decided to fucking send it. I'd already gotten this far by doing essentially nothing, let's see what doing something gets me. She paused just long enough to get me to panic a little, before saying: "Oooho really now! Well that's certainly good to know!" She said with what I could tell was delight in her voice. I stuck the landing, for now. "Haha yeah, so you've got nothing to worry about if you ever have another accident while I'm around!" I replied. She laughed, saying "I'm glad to hear that!" We both laughed, before we continued talking about other things. We ended up setting up our first actual "date," or "hang out," whatever label you want to call it. She made good on that bet, so we decided to go see a movie.
    2 points
  18. This was a lot of fun to capture. From that first tickling trickle, to the spreading warmth...it's a strange form of enjoyment most would think, but focus on the joy. Don't forget to wake up and pee again. :)
    2 points
  19. Hi there! I once again took some time to write and draw a new story for you all. The artstyle is a bit different from my previous stories because I wanted to try something new. I'm not particularly happy with how it looks, so if any of you have tips on how I could improve the art I'd apreciate it a lot. For now enjoy the first part of the story and let me know what you think 🙂 ------- “Bye Mommy!”, chanted Ian (7) and Olive (4) as their mother, Elisabeth, or Liza as everyone called her, left the house dressed in a fancy red dress to spend the night out with friends. Liza blew them a goodbye kiss and wished Sandy, the children’s babysitter good luck for the night. “Don’t be afraid to call me if there’s a problem, ok?”, she told the the young woman. Sandy nodded and with a smile the mother left the house. Sandy was a little nervous since it was only the second time watching over Ian and Olive. She still needed time to get to know the kids, and vice versa. There was some awkward interactions at first between the three but as soon as the kids began to feel a little more comfortable around Sandy things started to get easier. Olive and Ian were definetly more open and talkative than a month before, when they first glanced at Sandy’s bright blue eyes. She was a sweet girl, diligent, always praised for her kindness by the children’s parents and much loved by the children themselves. Babysitting was something Sandy picked up during the summer holidays after her second year of high school, from which she finally graduated four months ago. Now her plan was to keep doing this as a part time job for as long as she figured out what to do with her future. “I’d like to become a journalist”, she told Ian while they were at the table drinking a glass of milk together. Of course she then had to explain them what journalists were and what they were doing. No sign of enthusiasm was to be found in the children’s faces during her description. Ian and Olive were still in the “I’d like to become a pilot when I grow up”-phase. Right before the clock struck 8pm the fun moved from the table to the floor. Sandy promised the siblings to play games with them so that she could keep another promise she made to Liza which was to not make them watch TV at night. So there they were, sitting on the big white living room carpet playing with legos. They had a huge plastic box filled with various bricks and pieces of any shape and size. Inside of it Ian carefully took out something that looked like a work in progress. “What is this going to be?”, asked Sandy always curious. “It’s a truck. I’ve been building it for four days now and I want to finish it soon!” The babysitter could tell how passionate the boy was about his up and coming creation, he immediately continued building the toy vehicle as if he already had the finished piece in his head. Olive on the other hand had no ongoing projects up her sleeve, she just looked at Sandy and asked: “Would you help me build a church?” “Of course!”, Sandy replied and both started working. The girls however didn’t come far as production had to stop because Olive needed to go to the toilet. “I could need bathroom break aswell”, Sandy thought, but there was no hurry. She would go as soon as her and Olive’s little architectural masterpiece would reach its completion. In the meantime her eyes glanced over Ian piecing his construction together with care. “This looks very nice!”, she said. The boy smiled. “Sandyyy!”, Olive’s voice entered the living room from the outside “can you come help me botton up my pants?” Sandy stood up and went to check on the girl. The bathroom was one of those fancy ones, nice and big, bright and clean. Peeing there was more of an experience rather than just as simple in and out trip, and speaking of which, since Sandy now found herself there she had the chance to use the bowl and quickly get rid of the rising bladder pressure that was pressing against her belly. Olive however seemed to have other plans. As the buttoning up job was done she grabbed the young woman by the hand and dragged her back into the living room. Not giving Sandy any time to truly consider emptying her bladder first. “Alright, later then”, she sighed silently. By now the floor had transformed into a minefield of lego bricks. Carefully the girls tried to avoid each of them, but as it often happens, a swift moment of brief distraction caused Sandy’s foot to step on one of the pieces, a rather pointy one aswell. “Ouch!”, she yelled. Surprised by this unpleasant sting she lifted her foot but lost balance while doing so. Sandy’s weight pulled her backwards and during her attempt to regain stability she unavoidedly tripped over Ian’s precious almost-truck and pretty much destroyed it completely. The boy let out a cry of despair! “Oh no, Ian, I’m so sorry!” The embarassment of her clumsy action made Sandy’s cheeks turn red and in shock she looked at the destruction she had just created. “Why don’t you look where you’re going?!” Ian was getting angrier and tears of disappointment were begining to make his eyes sparkle under the warm ceiling lights. “I’m sorry, Ian. I slipped!” “I hate you!” In rage the boy stormed out of the room and proceeded to go lock himself into the bathroom. Sandy ran after him and tried to calm him down while talking to the boy through the closed door. “Ian, please come out. I’l help you build a new one - an even better one!” “I don’t want you to help me!”, he whined. “Can you at least come out and then we talk about it?” “NO!” He was furious, therefore Sandy decided to leave him alone for now to calm his mood. Plagued by feelings of guilt she let herself fall onto the sofa and waited. “He does this all the time”, said Olive “When he’s angry he locks himself in the bathroom and doesn’t come out.” “How long does he stay there?” “Sometimes very long, when he’s very angry!” Sandy sighed and just like that she began to regret not using the toilet when there was still a chance to. “This is going to be fun”, the babysitter thought sarcastically as her growing need was slowly becoming uncomfortable. “Do you want to continue building the church?”, Olive asked politely. Sandy nodded and sat back down on the floor. Both girls quickly dove into their work and forgot about time and eventually about Ian aswell. As the little lego structure with it’s walls and towers was done it was time for Sandy and Olive to snap back into reality. Almost an hour had passed since the unfortunate accident and Ian didn’t show any signs of wanting to get out, in fact he didn’t show any signs at all. Sandy stood up to go talk to him once more … and to be sure he was still alive. Standing on both legs again made the weight of her bladder suddenly fall on her crotch. “Oh my…”, she complained. Olive heard this and curiously asked: “What?” Sandy answered: “Nothing, just my knees - they hurt a little.” At the end of this sentence she walked over to the bathroom and knocked at the door: “Ian?” “Go away!" The boy was still upset. “Don’t you want to at least come out? We could watch TV.” She was trying her best to convince him out of the room as quickly as possible but the child was stubborn. On the other side of the door Sandy began to press her thighs together. Pretending everything was fine she went back to Olive who now seemed to be bored with the legos. “Come on, Olive, let’s clean this mess up.” The girl obeyed and both began to put the bricks back into the box. The constant movement wasn’t helping Sandy’s pee problem. She caught herself wiggling her butt back and forth multiple times but as long as Olive didn’t notice it was all good. She was to embarassed to confess her problem to either of the siblings. After all was nice and clean Sandy tried once again to bring the boy out of the bathroom but as expected the door remained locked. Frustration was taking over the babysitter’s mood making her pick up the phone to call Liza. “Are you calling mom?” Olive asked curious. Sandy nodded as a malicious smile appeared on the little girl’s face, always a nice feeling knowing your sibling’s about to get in trouble. The phonecall took place in the kitchen. Sandy was standing with her torso leaned over the table supported by both elbows. Her legs were crossed while Olive, who sat across from her, was patiently waiting for her mother to pick up the phone - and she did. “Hi Liza, sorry to bother you!” “No worries, Sandy. Is everything ok?” Sandy began to explain the situation, feeling ashamed of her actions. Liza however took it well and just said: “It’s OK, dear, don’t dwell on it to much, it happens. And also don’t worry about Ian. He does this once or twice a month, he will come out eventually. Just relax and be patient.” “Oh … ok, I - I will be patient then”, the babysitter replied followed by a nervous giggle. “You don’t need to use the bathroom do you?”, Liza suddenly asked. Scared by this question, Sandy immediately denied it as her bladder muscles were pressing harder. “Not even, Olive?” The girl who heard her mom’s voice mumbling over the phone shook her head and Sandy verbally repeated the answer to Liza. “Well, then there’s nothing to worry about. I’ll be home around 11, I’ll see you there!” The phonecall came to an end shortly after without recieving a solution Sandy was desperately hoping for. To be continued ...
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  20. Hi there! My first time uploading fiction to this website, you can find more of my works on AO3. I hope you enjoy, and please send requests for kinks you'd like to see. --- Daniel thought a couple edibles and a walk through the forest would be a good way to relax on his day off. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and he was excited to celebrate one of the last gorgeous days of summer blissed out of his mind and one with the world. Of course, that was several hours ago, before he got hopelessly lost, and it didn’t seem there were any other hikers out this far who could spare him a map. Knowing just how high he was planning on getting, Daniel had packed himself a backpack heavy with all kinds of snacks and drinks to fuel his calorie-burning exercise. He had munched steadily through the food, and drank voraciously through the sugary liquids. With his base needs satisfied, he was happy to wander. Now those drinks had run directly to his bladder, he had no idea where a bathroom was, and even worse, his mouth still felt dry. He tried to keep walking, penis jostling a little with every step. He mouthed the metal rim of his water bottle anxiously, tongue gliding over cold metal and drops of water as he searched around for a familiar landmark, but there was nothing. He groaned, grabbing himself through his loose athletic shorts as he carried on, each impact striking his overfull bladder. He hummed a soft whimper and took down some more water, gasping as his bladder thrummed its protest. The need pulsing in his core finally shifted the fear to the forefront of his addled mind, consuming his every thought. He was going to piss himself. He had to piss, now. He groaned openly, squeezing his cock through his shorts, before looking around anxiously. No one here to help him, no one here to catch him. Still, he stumbled a little ways off the path, towards the edge of a clearing, a little sheltered from the path by a bush. He fell to his knees in the soft forest grass, the jerking movement making piss spurt eagerly from his cockhead, right into the mesh of his shorts. He ground his hand over his penis, only to feel the flesh responding, thickening. Distracted by the pursuit of pleasure for one moment, Daniel stroked himself through his shorts, mouth open in a silent moan. His bladder throbbed again, splashing a cascade of piss against his palm through his shorts, and his muscles tensed in panic. His cock bobbed in his shorts as he bore down on the desperate need, and Daniel could feel pleasure tingling in his groin. Rousing himself from the distraction of delight, Daniel fumbled to get his penis out of the labyrinth of cloth, tugging desperately at the gray material until he finally managed to free his length to the air. He stood tall, half hard, flushed pink head wet with piss. He shivered, hips canting forward as he looked at himself. Had needing to piss always been so… Hot? He ground up on nothing, his well trained muscles unable to let go automatically when not surrounded by tile and porcelain. Though, he found himself not wanting to let go- clenching muscles and rolling up, bladder sloshing and painfully full in his stomach- it all felt too good. Daniel moaned openly, leaning back on his hands as he thrust into the air. He imagined how amazing it would be to sink his cock into something warm right now, shaking with the desperate need to release. He closed his eyes, imagining vividly: the squelch of fluids and warm, cloying muscles, dragging him deeper and deeper into pleasure. Daniel’s eyes nearly rolled back in his skull at the feeling of a spurt escaping. All his muscles clenched, the searing heat charged through his exposed cock, landing with a spatter on his furry balls and shoved down shorts. His cock pulsed with the feeling, his body desperately straining to let the rest of the release follow, his mind willingly keeping himself on the brink of torture. It just felt too good- his full bladder throbbing in his gut, his every sensitive muscle clenched. He panted, open mouthed, into the air, riding the pleasure for a moment longer, before a hot twist of spasms wracked his gut. Piss shot out of him once more, an arcing stream that suspended itself before he managed to clench back down on his muscles. By now the pleasure was unimaginable, the heat and need encasing his entire lower half until- Daniel opened his eyes in shock as his balls suddenly squeezed up even tighter, and cum suddenly shot up his length. It landed in several impressive globs on his lower stomach and down his own shaft, mind buzzing with pleasure as he rocked through each wave of the hands free orgasm. The moment he slipped off his peak, and his muscles weakened, his piss came surging forward full force. He splattered himself with a heavy stream before he tilted his hips forward, and he began to piss into the grass. He watched himself, fixated on the sight of his rapidly flagging cock, still dripping cum, pissed with such sloppy intensity into the grass. Now and then he shuddered in aftershocks of pleasure, and his cock would bounce, casting glittering drops of heady piss further into the bush before relaxing. His muscles were weak from his hold, and as his bladder ran out of contents, he had no strength to project the stream outwards. His piss fountained weakly into his own lap, licking hot trails down his shaft and balls, even trickling down the crack of his ass. He twitched a few times more before his stream finally ended with a few pitiful drops. Daniel just crouched there, panting, locked in the gorgeous bliss of an empty bladder and empty balls. --- Hope you enjoyed! Remember to leave requests for what you'd like to see.
    2 points
  21. I’ve been experimenting with omo a lot and discovered that there is nothing quite as amazing as edging with a full bladder. Especially with a vibrator (I’m using mine as I type this) you can feel the vibrations in your bladder and it makes for such an incredible experience. That and the leaks become very hard to control. If you haven’t tried it I definitely recommend it! Let me know if you give it go because I doubt you will be left disappointed.
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  22. Ik kan dit verhaal alleen in het Nederlands vertellen, vandaar. Vanavond was ik ik mijn woonplaats, grote stad, midden Nederland, niet Utrecht. Het was Koningsnacht. Voor het eerst in twee jaar was er weer wat te doen. Op het centrale plein was tot iets na twaalf muziek, daarna was alles buiten afgelopen. Naast mij stond een groepje van rond de 8 vrouwen (en wat mannen) van rond de 19 jaar die constant bier aan het drinken waren. Op een gegeven moment hoorde ik een meisje zeggen dat ze moest plassen en minstens drie anderen instemmend knikken. Ze stelden voor te wachten tot de muziek afgelopen was om twaalf uur. Ik zag al lang dat er geen dixies buiten waren dus werd instant nieuwsgierig. Toen de muziek eindigde splitsen ze op, ik volgende het meisje dat moest plassen, zij liep met een jongen en nog twee meisjes. Bij de deur moesten ze legitimeren en had enkel het meisje dat moest geen id bij zich. Zij en een vriendin probeerden het verderop. Nergens kwamen ze binnen, te druk, te lange rij, enzovoort. Uiteindelijk probeerden ze nog minstens 6 kroegen maar zonder succes. In de rij voor de 7e zag ik haar volledig in haar broek plassen. Ze had een lila linnen broek aan die helemaal donker kleurde. Ze liep gelijk beschaamd weg, ik denk dat niemand behalve haar vriendin en ik het door hadden. Na 15 jaar deze fetish is dit de eerste keer dat ik zoiets live zie. Ik hoop dat jullie hier iets aan hebben. Mochten er meer Nederlanders zijn, om hoor graag via pb
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  23. I've just been informed that I get to playtest something really cool here in a bit. 😄
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  24. What is even better than a video of a sexy woman wetting herself? How about two sexy women wetting themselves together? In this cute and playful amateur video Ronica and Alisha pee their pants together in the bathroom. This is just a simple wetting video, without any kind of unrealistic scenario being played out. It is just Ronica and Alisha, needing to pee, and doing it in their pants in front of the camera.
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  25. Yes there´s something special about this combination. Even before I started wetting myself I was passionate about spending time in the woods, but adding this pleasure to it is heavenly. And even if don´t dislike a few risks in public sometimes, it´s more deliberating and relaxing to wet when I can be as good as sure not to get caught. Happy spring, I hope you´ll enjoy many more wettings!
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  26. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph61fa65b396a6b We’ve seen her, but this one looks new .. she’s amazing
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  27. It’s super real! On my 22nd birthday I went out to bars with some friends and got absolutely hammered, lol. So I took an Uber home (no roommates, fortunately) and as I was trying to unlock my front door I just started peeing uncontrollably. I couldn’t stop once I’d started (holding myself or crossing my legs was useless at that point) so my jeans got completely soaked and a puddle quickly formed at my feet. I knew there was no sense in going inside and peeing on the floor so I just stood there on the front porch, enjoying the feeling of pissing myself out in the open. I still fantasize about it sometimes 👀
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  28. Some more to bump the thread
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  29. Lol… pee bleach. these must be your favorite jeans for naughty games 😀 All my black panties seem to have a lighter, slightly orange, color in rhe inside. Sneeze leaks and not liking pantyliners.
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  30. Allie's Orientation, Part 2 --------- Danny had not been lying about being hungry; she had wolfed down the whole sandwich in the next five minutes, and even gulped down the can of coke, excusing herself and laughing after she let out a quiet burp. Allie pecked away at the sandwich, but had decided she would not be touching the soda. For the next several minutes, Allie kept wondering if she should pop out and try to use the bathroom and then come back in. At one point, around 12:15, five minutes after the break was supposed to end, she had practically made up her mind to do it. But by that point, the last few of her classmates had trickled in, and Leila cleared up the sandwiches and began the next session. I could have stayed longer in the line, Allie thought, a little resentment stirring in her toward Leila and Danny for tag teaming to make her miss using the bathroom during the break. But it was her own decision to leave the line, and her decision not to leave the lecture hall again to rejoin the line, she told herself. And besides, in another couple hours the situation would be dealt with. The lecture continued. Allie had managed to distract herself by taking notes on different clubs, important dates, the different libraries, with little more than a little leg bouncing and light crossing to manage her need to urinate. But by 1:30, her legs were tightly crossed together, and she was wiggling and grinding her butt into her seat. A whisper from Sarah interrupted her seated pee dance. "Girl, I don't know how you're still holding it. I already have to go super bad, and I just went at the break!" Allie could see she wasn't the only one in her row who needed to go. Sarah was fanning her legs in and out. Jane was biting her lip and wiggling in her seat. Even Danny was bouncing her left leg, although she seemed to still be smiling. Allie could now feel the elastic waist of her skirt digging into her abdomen, increasing her urge to go. She tried pulling it up a little higher. It provided a little room for her bladder to expand, but it still felt awful. She tried shifting into different positions - lounging, straightening up, sliding down the chair - to see if anything could provide her some relief and make it easier to hold. But nothing really seemed to help. She had to go. She couldn't even pay attention to the orientation lecture anymore. By 1:50, with ten minutes left in the session, Allie felt like she was going to leak. She thought about getting up and leaving, but nobody else had, so she felt intimidated. How childish and embarrassing would she look leaving a lecture hall of hundreds of people because she couldn't manage her bathroom needs? She committed to holding it in. She had somehow reached a point where although her full bladder felt like a new form of torture, she was able to hold it in just by sliding into the right position and not moving. Completely still, she waited the next ten minutes for Leila to finish. Finally, Leila finished the lecture. "This session is over. There is now an hour break. Please be back on time, just like before." Allie could scarcely believe it was finally finished, and that she could go pee. She readied herself to stand up, very slowly getting herself back into a more upright seated position so she could stand back up and leave. Jane and Sarah both shot out of their seats and scurried behind Allie and Danny, eager to join the bathroom line as early as possible this time. Allie wanted to join them, but as she tried to stand up, she felt her control slipping. A spurt came out, creating a small wet spot in the gusset of her underwear. She instantly threw herself back onto the seat and threw her hands into her crotch. She could not move. All she could do was keep her hands forced against her crotch, and wait for the unavoidable flood about to eminent from her as her muscles wore down. Allie felt a tap on her shoulder. She had almost forgotten about her surroundings. She turned her head to see Danny. "You OK?" "I can't stand up," Allie responded, quietly. "What do you mean you can't stand up?" "I'm... going to leak." Allie omitted that the leaking had already started, hoping to delay revealing the shameful act she had already started committing in front of her roommate . No way was she going to get to be Danny's best friend after soaking herself in front of hundreds of their peers. "O...oh. Are you sure?" Danny's cheeks flushed. Great, Allie had embarrassed her roommate. "Yeah. I'm not going to make it." Allie was holding back tears now too. But Danny gulped, and shook her head. "No you won't. I'm going to help you get to the bathroom." "No use. There's going to be a huge line again," Allie responded, accepting the inevitable. Danny flashed Allie a reassuring smile. "Park Auditorium doesn't have the only bathroom on campus. I bet there's a bathroom in the SRC next door." "The what?" "The Swimming and Recreation Center. Weren't you paying attention to orientation?" Allie, of course, had not been able to pay attention. But with this newfound knowledge, she felt a glimmer of hope, and that gave her the strength she needed. With Danny's help, she managed to climb out of her seat. Allie could only pay attention to the urgent need for relief between her legs, and the hands she had pressed tightly into her crotch. Her whole body was tense and hunched over. She was barely cognizant of Danny leading her by the elbow, first out the exit of the lecture hall, then down the hall past the long bathroom line, then out the exit to Park onto the quad, and finally back inside another building through a door nearby. By this point, she was not even fully hanging on; every few steps, another drop came out, making her underwear wetter and wetter. They made their way into the open door to the locker room. She barely registered it when Danny shouted, "Look, there they are!" Allie looked up. The sight was glorious: a line of five doors, embedded in the locker room wall, each with a plaque of the universal women's bathroom logo pasted on it. Her spirits lifted, she hobbled over as quickly as she could to the door on the far left, and pulled one hand away from her crotch to pull down the door handle. It didn't move. Locked. She and Danny tried all five, rattling their handles. None of them worked. "No no no no no! I'm going to wet myself!" Allie felt herself growing ashamed. Tears started to roll down her cheeks. The crotch of her underwear was practically soaked through. Leaking from both ends, she thought, wryly. It would have been amusing to her, if it wasn't about herself. At least she would only wet herself in front of her roommate, instead of the whole incoming class of Melsey. Maybe Danny would get some clothes for her to change into, and she could keep her shame between the two of them. "You're going to make it!" Danny reassured her. "Look, the showers are over there. Just use them!" Allie was too desperate to even respond. With Danny's help, she hobbled over to a shower stall. With her last remaining presence of mind, she kicked off her shoes and pulled off her socks so they wouldn't get wet, threw her skirt and her now-soaked underwear to the ground, stepped into the shower stall, and got into a squatting position over the drain. Finally, after hours of squeezing her sphincter and squirming and silently praying, Allie stopped trying to hold. Even before she managed to start peeing, loosening the muscles was an immense relief. It took her a couple seconds to get started, but once she did, the feeling was so intense that her eyes rolled back in her head. "I can't believe how good this feels," she moaned. The stream was hard, and long, and was splashing off the floor against her butt. A couple times, the slippery tile caused her to fall out of her squatting position and her butt to hit the floor. But she kept going. About half a minute later, when she had regained enough of her composure to notice her surroundings again, she realized that she had not closed the shower curtain, so was in quite an exposed position. She twisted her body and head around. A bit of pee was now splashing onto her foot, but she ignored it. She was focused on Danny, who was watching her intently. Danny's eyes were wide, her mouth hung open, her cheeks blushing harder than Allie had seen all day. "You're enjoying this," Allie said, as her stream subsided to a trickle. It wasn't an accusation, it was just the truth. "Maybe. Kind of." Danny's cheeks went even more red, darker than Allie had thought possible. "I'm happy we found somewhere for you to go." "No, not that," Allie said, as her stream tapered to a finish and she pushed a last couple squirts out. She stood up and turned around to face Danny, a few drops of urine still rolling down her naked legs. Without the pounding need to urinate, she could finally focus and remember all the little coincidences that had happened during the day to put her in this situation. Were they really coincidences in the first place? "Giving me all that coffee, taking forever to leave at the break, making me get out of line. Did you plan it?" "No! I mean, not at first. Not the coffee. I drank even more than you! And I couldn't have known about the line any more than you did, I thought there was no way they would schedule a break too short to let everyone take a piss. And I really was just hungry, remember I just had coffee while you ate breakfast? All that was bad luck." Allie felt a little ashamed thinking the worst of Danny. Everything she was saying made sense. "I'm sorry. That was a low accusation." Yet Danny still looked ashamed. "But... you're kind of right. I did enjoy seeing you have to go. I didn't do it on purpose, and I'm sorry it happened. But it's true I have this weird... thing. You were so cute that I couldn't help but enjoy it, and then I got to see how hard you were trying to make it here without pissing yourself. And your butt, and that gorgeous look on your face when you were finished going, and... And that was selfish. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have enjoyed it." Allie wasn't sure if she should have been mad at Danny. All she knew was her cheeks had turned warm at the compliments. "It's OK. I... don't really get it. But it turned out fine. And... I'm glad you helped me in the end." Allie stepped closer to Danny, staring deep into the girl's brown eyes. "So you liked what you saw?" Danny gulped. For the first time in their conversations, Allie felt like she was the one in control. Danny, who was at least five inches taller than her, more beautiful, confident, fun, cooler under pressure, was the one lost for words. That is, until Danny leaned down to give Allie a peck on the lips. Allie widened her eyes in surprise. Danny suddenly pulled back. She looked nervous, terrified even. "Shit, sorry, I shouldn't have done that. I don't even know if you're-" Allie didn't let her finish the sentence. She stood on her tiptoes, pulled Danny's head back down, and planted her lips on Danny's, taking charge this time. Danny wrapped her arms around Allie's back. They stood like that, kissing and hugging, for a good ten seconds, until Allie came up for a breath. "I'm not. I mean, I don't think I am? But it still feels really nice." She went in for yet another kiss, awkwardly shoving her tongue into Danny's mouth this time. The physical relief of peeing followed by the emotional intensity of the kiss had gotten Allie's blood flowing, and what she lacked in experience and confidence, she made up for in passion. Thanks to lunch earlier, their kisses had the stale flavor of cold cuts and mayonnaise, but to Allie it was the sweetest thing she had ever tasted. They kept at it for a while, finding their way to a changing bench where they could sit side by side. The hard wood was uncomfortable, but the only thing Allie noticed was the electric feeling of Danny snaking her hand beneath her bare butt. Eventually, Danny's shirt and bra had joined Allie's skirt and underwear on the locker room floor. They explored each other's bodies and lost track of time, until Allie happened to look up at the large analogue clock on the locker room wall. "Shit, it's already ten minutes to three. We have to get back soon." They hurriedly clamored off the bench and started to put their clothes back on so they could go back to Park. Thankfully, Allie's underwear had now mostly dried. "I still have to piss real bad. I'm going to use the showers myself before we leave," Danny said, some urgency coming through in her voice. Allie shook her finger, relishing the chance to turn the tables, and also the chance to get a few last kisses and squeezes in. "Nope, no time. We need those five minutes for more kissing." And so it happened two hours later that this time, after they had finished yelling goodbyes and promising to meet up with Jane and Sarah at the dining hall later for dinner, it was Danny who had to leave the lecture hall hunched over and desperate, leaning on Allie for support as they hobbled back to the locker room in the SRC. She thought Danny might have been playing it up a bit, but she appreciated it anyway. When they reached the showers again, Danny took off her socks and shoes, pulled down her jeans and underwear, and squatted. The stream was even longer and louder than Allie's, going on for close to a minute. "My turn to appreciate the view," Allie said with a laugh. And before Danny was even done, Allie repeated her act from the morning, pulling off her own clothes and squatting next to Danny in the shower stall, allowing their streams to mingle and as they trickled down the drain together. "Our special spot," she said. The two of them giggled. ------- I hope some people manage to enjoy this. I'm not much of a writer, but I had some fun with the characters, the setting, the scenario, and coming up with a pun for the title. This was only intended to be a one shot, but maybe I'll revisit these characters later.
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  31. I posted a few a while back under "Old, really old" finds (or something like that) but here's a few either I may have missed or from back in those days that may be new to some of you : ) MY favorite is the desperate girl in the outfit. That face is genuine...
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  32. PART 2 The rest of the week went by, and I absolutely could not wait until the weekend. Abby and I planned our movie date for Saturday night, and to say I was excited was a massive understatement! Forgetting about the fact that she might be the girl of my dreams after wetting herself that day in the lunchroom, I was already smitten with her beforehand. That being said, I was incredibly excited that she wanted to go out with me, while also being very nervous! I have never dated before. I know I am a high school senior and all, but I just never had someone show any interest in me. Until now, that is. Sure I had a few crushes here and there, but I was either too scared or too busy to do anything about them. But once Abby and I really started talking, I knew I wanted her to be my girlfriend some day. And now that day is here! I think. We haven't really labeled anything, but we're going on a first date! Speaking of which, the date! It was finally Saturday. I spent all day trying to stay level headed and not overthink anything. And most of all, i tried to keep my expectations in check about Abby's "accident." I know we talked about it, but nothing is ever obvious until it is, you know? I still am not sure weather she did that just for laughs, or genuinely enjoyed it. I was in heaven either way, but I of course can't ask her to do that again. Not yet anyway. With all this in mind, I went into Saturday night level headed, and with tempered expectations. I dressed in my favorite semi-fancy outfit. Long Khaki casual pants, a plain t-shirt and a bangin pair of shoes. I set out to meet Abby at the movie theater. I offered to pick her up, but she said she would just meet me there. First date things I guess. The theater was at an outdoor mall that was very popular for our area. We had decided to see the latest action film, nothing too crazy. I pulled up maybe 15 minutes early, so I decided to just go chill out front of the theater until Abby got there. The minutes ticked by, but luckily I had no reason to be nervous. Abby showed up maybe ten minutes later, and she looked absolutely gorgeous. As she walked over from her car, she gave me a big wave when she spotted me and started into one of those half fast walk, half jog things. She looked amazing. She was in a stunning sundress that was tight on the top, and a little flowy on the bottom, going down to just above her knees. It showed off all of her best parts without being both too slutty or too casual. She also had her hair up in a pony tail, with a few strands going down the side of her face. She had makeup on as well, but no too much. She was beautiful. "Hello? Earth to Alex??" She said suddenly. I must have been gawking. Can you blame me? "Oh! Sorry! You just look absolutely amazing Abby, wow!" I said to her while going in for a greeting hug. She blushed hard. It was here where I noticed she wasn't quite as boisterous and comfortable as she might be at school. I assumed she was just as nervous as I was, and it was adorable as hell. "Aw thank you!" She said, still red as a tomato. She smiled heavily and said, "You look very handsome as well!" "Ah, thanks! But I'm no match for you, wow again!" I said back. Abby somehow blushed even harder, this time turning her face away to hide it a little. "Stop it you' too nice! I was so nervous all day long for our date, I had no idea what to wear, I must have gone through a dozen outfits." She said. I replied, "Well you chose the perfect one. Shall we go inside?" "yes!" And with that, off we went. I gave the entrance guy our tickets, and before walking into the theater I offered to buy us some snacks. "Want anything? Its my treat!" "Oh no no no, you bought the tickets, so any snacks are on me!" She raced off ahead of me before I could even try playing the check dance with her. I was in heaven. "I'm getting a sprite and some popcorn, what about you?" She said as I caught up to her. "I'll just have a coke and some candy, want to share that popcorn?" I asked. "Definitely!" She stepped up to the counter, paid for our snacks, and off we went. We began walking towards our movie, and for the first time I thought about her accident the other day. One would think it was the only thing on my mind, but I was too ensnared in our conversation, trying not to screw up my very first date. But the reason I thought about her accident was, as we passed by the bathroom, I could tell she hesitated. I was about to ask if she wanted to go before the movie and offer to held her stuff, but she actually turned away from it and walked back next to me again. So I didn't mention it, subtly thinking this might end up very well for me. "So have you heard anything about this movie before?" I asked her as we took our seats. I am a big movie buff, so here was my time to see what she knew about movies. "Not really! But I like all movies, I never really am too picky." she replied. I then said, "well you're going to love this one its about..." and went into details about everything from the story to the directors, blah blah blah. I could tell I was getting in the weeds about it all, but she just stared at me the entire time, laughing at any joke I made and being truly interested in what I was saying. I could tell I was alright and not being creepy, because she kept touching my arm like she would back in school. It was all I could do to not melt down to the floor, I was probably blushing just as hard as she was! Once the lights went down, I went to a whisper and wrapped up whatever I was talking about. As I finished she said, "now I'm excited!" and turned towards the screen. The first 20 or 30 minutes of the movie went by, but in truth I was only half paying attention. In my mind I was going over every possible first date scenario. Do I hold her hand? Put my arm around her? Do nothing? What if she hates the movie? What if she leaves? I was lost. If Abby was having similar thoughts, she certainly didn't show it. I tried to steal a few glances in her direction, and she was staring intently at the screen. Seeing her gorgeous face gave me the resolve to do what I did next. Her hands were just sitting in her lap, so I made my move. I reached over and placed my one hand on her thigh, face up. By doing that, it gave her the option to either take my hand in hers, or push it away. Luckily, she eagerly took my hand. In doing so, we both shared a subtle glance, locking eyes in the dark theater for what seemed like an eternity. She gave me a very soft smile, and I could tell she was blushing. She returned her gaze to the screen, as did I, and we went another hour of the movie just like that, hand in hand. I was still only half paying attention the entire time, due to having my first ever semi-intimate moment with a girl ever. it was a big moment for me, and I intended to relish it. I hoped she was enjoying herself as well, but it was hard to get a read on her in the theater. With maybe another 20 or 30 minutes left in the movie, I noticed Abby had started shuffling around a good bit. I was in tune with my wetting fetish enough to know this could only mean one thing: she had to pee. My mind instantly began racing. There was no way I could get this lucky twice. Is this a thing with her? Does she like it too? I tried not to get too ahead of myself, but it was very hard. I remembered how she didn't use the bathroom before the movie, and how she basically downed her soda over the first 45 minutes of the movie. Looking back, this outcome was bound to happen. Unfortunately, I had no idea how to broach the situation. Do I ask if she has to go? That seemed to forward. plus she would miss the end of the movie. Do I do nothing? That seemed disingenuous, seeing as how I knew she needed to pee. As these thoughts raced in my mind though, I suddenly heard her whisper in my ear. "How much time is left in the movie Alex?" I said back, "Maybe 20 or 30 minutes, why?" "Oh ok, I just have to pee." I said again, "Well you can just go if you want, I'll tell you what you miss." "No I want to see the end, I'll be ok." she said back. With that, we both turned our attentions back to the screen, although mine was thoroughly torn. I kept one eye on Abby, who was now shifting in her seat quite a lot. Every other minute or so she would switch her legs around, trying to get comfortable. About ten minutes later she started to bounce her leg as well. It was here where she let go of my hand, but I paid no mind because she used that hand to hold her crotch. I took this chance to lean over and say. "Maybe another ten minutes left, I can tell its wrapping up now." "ok good I have to go pretty bad!' she whispered back. Another ten minutes went by, and the movies credits began to roll. But as I started to get up, I noticed we had a new problem. It was a full house, and we were all the way in the back of the theater. This means there would likely be a line for the bathroom, which would not be good for Abby. As I stood up i said, "So, what did you think? Good huh?" Abby was still seated, still holding herself, although not nearly as obviously now since thew lights were back on. "yes it was really good! But I really need the bathroom, can we get going?" She said, standing up. "Sure lets head out." I said back. But as I turned, we both saw everyone else had gotten up too, so it would likely be a few minutes until we got out of there. "You going to be ok?" I asked her. "I think so, I just hope it goes quick." She said back. It was another few minutes before we made out of the theater and to the bathrooms. And as luck would have it, I was right. There was a very long line for the women's restroom. "Oh nooooo" she said in a groan once she saw the line. She was now hunched over, with her hands on her hips and her legs all twisted. I thought she looked adorable, but I could tell she didn't want to be this way in a public setting. "We can wait, or do you want to go and try to find another bathroom?" "Do you think there's another one somewhere?" She asked. "I think so, I thought I saw a bookstore at the other end of the mall. Can you make it there?" She said back, "I'll have to, because I'm sure as hell not waiting here." So we left the theater and started our walk to the bookstore. It was maybe a five minute walk, but I had no idea if Abby would make it or not. She was walking all funny, and I could tell she was stressed. We got maybe half way there before she stopped and hunched over. "OOOOh Alex I'm not going to make it. FUCK I didn't want to do this on our first date..." I quickly said "No no no its ok Abby, really!" "No it isn't, you aren't supposed to piss yourself on a first date!" She said, almost in tears. She was holding her crotch in earnest, and I could tell she was out of time. I quickly looked around, and then I just went for it. "Abby, remember what I said? I will never care if you pee yourself. As a matter of fact, it doesnt bother me whatsoever. There are no people around. If you have to go, you have to go!" She did a quickj look around as well, then said, "Well I am in a dress, nothing will get wet but my panties..." I jumped in and said, "Just go Abby, its ok." She looked me dead in the eyes, then stood up and grabbed my hand. "Thank you," she whispered. I looked down, and she had already begun. She had spread her legs wide, and started peeing full force down onto the pavement. She was right, her dress covered everything and she was totally dry everywhere, except for her panties. What I wouldn't have given to shove my hands down there to feel this glorious moment for myself. But I am a gentlemen, and I knew this was not the time. Not yet. But I did do this. "As a matter of fact Abby... I find this really hot." She was looking down as she peed, but snapped back up to me as I said that. "what, me peeing myself? "Yes, isnt it obvious?" I said back to her. "When you did it in the lunchroom, I wasn't grossed out, I was ecstatic!" I said to her, grabbing her other hand. She was still peeing, but her flow was slowing down now after what was about 20 seconds. She stared into me, saying nothing. But then she did a double take, as if it had all clicked for her, and she smiled so big and said, "So you like when I pee myself??" "Abby, I absolutely love it." She looked like she was about to cry of happiness. And there was my moment. I went in quickly, and I kissed her. She had stopped peeing now, and I kissed her over the big puddle she had just made. After maybe two seconds she broke off the kiss and said, "Its about time, I've been waiting for you to ask me out." My jaw dropped. "You have??" "Oh of course, I've been crushing on you hard Alex!" She said to me, blushing redder than a sunburn now. No words came out of my mouth, when she retook my hands and gave me one more quick kiss. With that, she looked down and pointed. "And thank god you like this, because there is so much more where that came from." "There is?" I said to her, shocked. "Oh did I not mention? I love wetting myself too." She said with a wink. She started walking towards our cars, but I still stood there, short circuited from the words I just heard her say. "Hey boyfriend, are you coming or what?" She shouted back at me. "I love you" I mouthed to myself, and I stared running towards her. Abby was my dream girl, and now she's my girlfriend!
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  33. I've told this story here before, so you can look through my post history, but one time my girlfriend drank a bunch of coffee and didn't pee before our flight landed. She had to go REALLY bad to the point of squirming and dancing, and I had to go as well, so we decided that she would go to the ladies' room while I watched the bags and then I would get to use the men's room. Once we actually got out of the plane, we discovered the ladies' room at the gate had a line well out the door. She decided she would rather find another bathroom without a line after we left security, and told me to use the men's room quickly, which I did (no line, in and out). She was really struggling at that point and had my take all the baggage and figure out how to get out of the terminal and then find a bathroom because she had to go so bad she couldn't even concentrate on anything else, even things as simple as reading signs. I guided her to the next bathrooms where, much to her distress, there was another huge line out the door, only a little shorter than the last one. I got to watch her desperately squirming and jumping and crossing her legs in line until she got through the door, and according to he there was still a significant wait once she got through the door. She told me she felt like she was very close to leaking and couldn't have waited much longer, that it took forever for her bladder to finish draining, and that it was a huge relief. She re-tells this story to me frequently as part of foreplay or reenactment. She has also told me a story about her and her roommate being stuck at the back of a bathroom line during college freshman orientation, and the first break being too short to get to the front of the line, so she and her roommate went back to the orientation unrelieved instead of missing the beginning of the next presentation. They both had to desperately wait in line again at a longer break much later, and made it to the front. She had to go so bad that she had already unbuckled her belt while waiting in line so she could get her pants down faster once she was in the stall. I've been thinking of embellishing this one into a semi-fictional story at some point, because the premise is great and this was one of her most desperate experiences, but the details she remembers are a bit spotty and the ending is anti-climactic.
    2 points
  34. Masturbating with a full bladder can be fun. 🙂 Hairy Femboy Piss and Cum (1).mp4
    1 point
  35. The bends did help me feel it more, its not exactly pressure but when I move around like that I can feel it slosh around inside me and it makes things slightly urgey at the gates, if you know what I mean. I'll consider it, but this is all after a long day of work so I'm enjoying being lazy.
    1 point
  36. The new Live action Omorashi subforum has been opened for testing! https://www.omorashi.org/forum/124-live-action-omorashi/ It's still pretty barebones right now and will need some tweaks going forward, but hopefully you all enjoy using it and no longer having to rely on a single 2,500 page thread for this kind of thing!
    1 point
  37. Not too bad for a first time, a few grammar errors but nothing too egregious. Are you open to writing fanfiction?
    1 point
  38. QNA10

    Oh that’s funny, I misunderstood the question! I think my response was probably more interesting than just some amount of time though. I guess it wouldn’t have hurt if I gave a time value though.
    1 point
  39. Jumpsuit jinx

    This is fantastic!
    1 point
  40. Holding

    Plz continue to update so it will became even worse 🙂 🙂 🙂
    1 point
  41. Late to the party. But there is a ton of fascinating topics and subjects that were brought up in this thread. Very interesting to read!
    1 point
  42. A bit of a shorter story than usual, but I thought you guys would enjoy it. I stayed the night at my boyfriend's apartment, and after a very fun night 😉 woke up the same way I almost always do at his place; Naked, and being spooned by him, also naked. For reference, both of us really enjoy sleepy morning sex. I was woken up by a very painfully full bladder that needed emptying immediately. I tried to get up, but my boyfriend is extremely snuggly, and getting out of a cuddle position with him is like trying to wriggle out of an anaconda death grip. He holds me in place and doesn't let me up as usual. This exchange then happened between us; "Stay." "Babe, I know you need your cuddles, but I need to pee." "No. Hold it. Snuggles." "Honey, I need to get up right now or I'm gonna wet your bed." "I've got a mattress protector. Go ahead." "You better be serious about that, because I really do need to go." "Yeah, it's fine, go ahead and pee." "Alright." I relaxed and let it flow, the wet warmth quickly flowing down my legs and up my back. The release of pressure felt sooooo good. I felt him press his morning wood into my ass the second I started peeing. I had to go really bad, I absolutely flooded his bed. I couldn't help but moan loudly from the relief. "Holy shit, how much pee do you have in you?" "I told you I really had to go." "Fuck, you got me all wet too." He slipped his hand between my legs and started rubbing my pussy. I just sat there and enjoyed feeling him finger me open in a big puddle of my own pee. We had some nice slow sleepy morning sex in my mess, and as soon as he finished, he pulled out and peed on my stomach and tits. Cum dripping out of me while being hosed down with piss. My favorite way to start my day.
    1 point
  43. 124 downloads

    3 videos of myself I made. Uploaded off my iPhone so I’m not sure how good the quality will be. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
    Free
    1 point
  44. 325 downloads

    Note: For [urination] part, just go straight into video number 4 and video number 6 if you guys wanna skip anything else. Support the Circle/Author by buy it: https://www.dlsite.com/maniax/work/=/product_id/RJ199581.html ID: RJ199581 Circle: KNOCKOUT Author: Ez6 / USSO Release date: May/08/2017 File format: MP4 Language: Japanese Censored: Yes Voice actor: Ao Inukai Info: The four eyes high-school girl that I met at work was a total pervert! All the way inside her p*ssy, up in her womb, a giant vibrator is inserted! Blindfold, ball gag, attached egg vibrators galore, her senses blocked and a low frequency treatment is administered! Urethral pearls sliding in and out, with stomach bulging penetration and more! Artwork: Ez6 CV: Ao Inukai 1280x720 high quality video resolution 28 minutes of playback. An animated work created with fappability in mind!
    Free
    1 point
  45. 876 downloads

    Support author The pissing sounds are clear and there aren't much meaningless moans, so this could be turned into some pissing sound effects for games and such.
    Free
    1 point
  46. SL - 375

    6,013 downloads

    Diuretic + Audition
    Free
    1 point
  47. Commission 09

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    @Hyde ordered another in this little "series" --- and a it was bit of sweet, sweet revenge at that! 😆
    1 point
  48. Wow... you had so much piss. Thanks for sharing, very hot video and cock
    1 point
  49. Many times ive been desperate while playing soccer and have pissed myself. If you were to call cycling a sport then yes I have also wet myself and been desperate many times.
    1 point
  50. I've been desperate playing tennis before. Im curious if anyone has been desperate to pee during like a chess match haha
    1 point
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