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  1. I truly aspire to have the chaotic energy of a girl who can piss standing up but moves her pullups out of the way to do so. I'm halfway there, at least.
    7 points
  2. NEW OMOANI

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  3. It seems obvious that recording a diaper wetting with a thermal camera is going to show a lot more than just regular videography so I've decided to record myself wetting a diaper with my thermal camera. Haven't really seen anyone else do this, but I'm very interested to see if they have. What do you guys think of this idea? Anyway, here's a taste. IPS_2022-07-19.22.03.09.5480.mp4 Let me know if you have any ideas for different things I could shoot in thermal infrared.
    5 points
  4. Obligatory first post intro and excuses. long time lurker to this website first time poster a little nervous and tired gonna try my best though! I read the rules twice and I don't think I'm breaching any but If I am please please let me know because I want to be in the right here on good terms. My girlfriend of eight years and I live together in rural Oregon. For the sake of anonymity lets call her ‘Jane’. Jane is the perfect person to be in the relationship with an Omonaut (not sure what to call someone who is into Omorashi,diapers, inco and regular pads and general absorbent paddedness). Sometimes I feel super lucky to have been a witness to a few incidents that I wish to share here on this site. Have you ever had something amazing happen but you were the only one to witness it? Well I have over the years and would enjoy sharing some of those happenings on this site also because I believe some of you naughty people will enjoy them as well. I must admit that some of these have been partially forgotten or moderately embellished by my brain over the many times I have recalled some of these moments. But I promise the core facts and the greater ~75% details are accurate plus the times I get something wrong usually only adds to the fun . Jane has some quirks and habits that unintentionally add to her omo flair. Firstly she holds her pee constantly and is generally aloof to her body’s needs. She is not into omorashi that I am aware and as of this point she knows that I enjoy seeing her have to go and be desperate (but I don’t think she knows I would also enjoy seeing her wet something jeans, pad, diaper) and she knows I get pleasure out of seeing her wear thick and long pads ( the thicker more diaper like bulge the better. I also enjoy the way it gives pad lines on her butt through clothing especialy extra heavy overnight pads leaving a distinct bicycle seat/ whale tail shape.) It took me an embarrassingly long time to notice that she typically only uses the bathroom once maybe twice a day (if she’s on her period) either shortly after she wakes up or last thing before bed but not always both. She has also told me and I have witnessed that that she only knows that she has to pee when it basically starts dripping out or a medium spurt will come out then she has a 20-30 second window to get to the bathroom before it small and medium spurts come every few seconds and or every few steps as she is usually speed walking/ running at this point. After 3-7 minutes she enters critical mode where full wetting is likely. Remember this is usually after anywhere from 12- 20 hours of holding so this is just sort of the overflowing of her bladder it seems. I have seen many partial wettings, countless heavy leaking incidents but only 2 full wettings where she wasn’t wearing some sort of pad. I know I am hypersensitive to looking for omorashi in real life but it seems that she still doesn’t believe that she has some sort of wetting problem. Jane also hasn’t ever changed her habits and schedule to go to the bathroom more. I don’t think she’s doing it for me and I don’t even think that she has a fully fleshed out understanding of what she’s doing that would trigger my fetish and so she continues on through the minefield creating incidents that could fill volumes on this website more than I could ever remember or share. Jane is a streamer so she has a vastly different schedule than my part time job. I usually go to work when she is still asleep and she stays up sometimes but not too often where our schedules are reversed my night is her day and so on. On my days off she usually schedules time to be together though. And when it’s reversed I get to see her right before her bed and right after she wakes up and she sleeps the entire time I’m at work. When I realized just how little she uses the toilet I watched and tested to see if she was just going when I leave the house during her sleep time I put some toilet paper in the toilet to see if it was flushed , I’d rearrange things in and on the way to the bathroom. Nothing was disturbed no change had occurred. then I thought she was just going in the shower which I know she has done in the past (more on that later). but she takes a shower at the times that she usually uses the toilet either when she gets up or right before bed but only every few days though (she doesn’t leave the house but maybe once a week or when ranch projects are happening or we go into town to get food and I don’t care if she’s a little stinky so showering every few days works for her). Keep in mind that she also doesn’t drink that many fluids while streaming but She was indeed actually holding it as long as it seemed! An episode of omorashi that is on rerun usually 3 or more times a week is that she will have held for over 12 hours and had drank more than her usual liquid intake of a small teapot of tea and a varying portion of a water bottle. Then she will finish a stream and either directly speedwalk to bathroom or maybe I’ll hear her typing on her computer while I’m in bed then suddenly she’ll stand up and walks past our bedroom door to the bathroom. She almost exclusively wears her pajamas around the house and her pajamas normally consist of a nightgown (usually above her knees but some she’s had since she was a teen and those are pretty short) or an over sized tee with no bottoms. Now and then when she wants to wear a little more clothes she will wear a t-shirt with some leggings or sweats. She only wears panties about 55% of the time and the majority of that is when she is on or around her period. Bras are a similar affair normally only when we are traveling, going somewhere to meet people or if its really cold out. She does not wear tampons and only wears pads. Anyways because she has an open bottoms when she is only wearing nightgown when as she walks from wherever she’s at to the bathroom there will be a steady pattern of drops on the floor in the middle of every stride she will drip or spurt. I have followed these trails to our toilet and usually the last 4 feet is where the most liquid mess (urine ) is. There is usually a few 1-2 in wide drops in the last 4 four feet. The longest hold I have seen her do went like this: she got up used the toilet, ate and drank a large tea bottle on her Monday morning which was actually 5 at night but for everyone else just keep in mind her morning is usually 4-6PM and her bedtime is anywhere from 3:30 AM to 8 AM. Anyways I knew she went on her Monday morning then stayed up so late into her night that when I woke up late tuesday morning to see she was asleep in her office couch still wearing her VR headset but she managed to pull her earbuds out probably so she could pass out. I gently took off her headset and turned off her computer then made an effort to rouse her enough to get her to come to bed. She was probably only a quarter awake when she shambled out of the room and into bed with me shortly behind. She woke up at about 8 PM tuesday and she had slept about 10 hours since getting into bed. So far she was at about 27 hours ~5PM monday to ~ 5PM tuesday is 24h then 3h to 8 PM. I saw her leave the bedroom and enter the kitchen as I was starting to heat up so leftover spaghetti I asked her is she wanted some and she said yes she was super hungry. I asked her if she wanted any wine though but she said no I had forgotten that this was her breakfast so in that context it seems weird to be eating spaghetti and wine. Jane does love wine though especially pink moscato. We ate and watched a few episodes of Hunter x Hunter when she sat straight up in her seat hands in crotch for maybe 8 seconds( I’m guessing that she was trying to regain control) and ran to the bathroom she didn’t even think about the door. I don’t wasn't counting the seconds of the stream but it seemed very close to a minute or at least a minute. Now you would think that after all that there would be a sizable amount of damage but there was only a wet spot smaller than a baseball maybe 1.5 american half dollars in diameter on the back of her sweats. When she walked out I pretended to be distracted by the food but I made sure to look when she had her back turned as she entered the bedroom to change. The couch had a quarter sized spot so it mostly absorbed by her sweatpants. This was the longest hold I’ve seen her do but far from the story with the wettest clothes or most dramatic accident. One time early in our relationship I was taking a shower when I heard the bedroom door close. I heard her come into the bathroom and I think she surprised even herself us when she entered the shower. She joined me never having done this and being a nervous nerd I just sort of started washing my and then I jokingly offered to wash hers she and we traded places and she stood mostly in the stream of water. now fully entering the warm water she sort of shivered shivered she sorta teetered back and fourth on her legs and I now knew she had to pee and she was trying not to show it I’m guessing she though it would kill the moment. She loooves doing this cheesy rom-com stuff and if I’m honest I like it too so I like to play along to get her riled up. So I start putting a little shampoo in her hair and then lathering it in jokingly try to give her a mohawk she laughs then I switch to the shower wand and as the water starts up through it the old cold water comes out onto her back of head she does a mini startled jump and I apologize.( I actually didn’t mean to do that) I wash the shampoo out of her hair when she starts swaying a little wider. I looked down on the tub between her legs and I see a quick spurt of yellow amber pee dissipate into the clear shower water. She says that she really has to go pee. I was so nervous and excited I had a ball of lead in my stomach. I don’t remember my words but I told her that it made me excited to see her so desperate. She tried to subtlety tell me that she’s gonna have an accident very soon and it seemed that she believed I would be in some way disgusted to see her pee. I gave her a naughty smirk and moved my head to one side sort of to say that’s the point sweetheart She looked a little confused for a sec then she seemed to decided she was going to try and torture me and make me as horny as she could with this another smaller spurt of yellow faded as it fell, mixed in and went down the drain. Already in the critical phase of her desperation she didn’t hold as long as I think she believed she would while trying to tease me. Only about 90 seconds past deciding she wasn’t going to leave the shower. There was no way to hide how excited I was and I moved to stand behind her. I walked up behind her as she continued to leak and there was no space between our bodies. Sensing she was about to burst I reached around and lightly slid my hands along her skin feeling her bladder buldge on my way to put my hands between her legs. I did not want to cause her pain so I was especially careful when sizing up the mound her bladder was making. My hands now firmly between her legs I followed her fingers and attempted to hold her pee hole like she was but when we traded her hands for mine she lost control right as my fingers found their destination. I wasn't sure I’d found the correct place until a jet of hot urine shot through my fingers. She quickly pressed her hands against mine as she lost control and the warm liquid ran down both or our legs mine between hers. The hiss the relief was too much for the both of us and the tension broke and well I’m sure you can figure out what happened next I believe we started even before her stream had completely finished. More to come as I write them down. follow me If you enjoyed. -Yellow Sail
    5 points
  5. Slammed out this bad boy while my power was out and I didn't have internet. One day I'll redo the shading and actually put effort in lol
    5 points
  6. This sexy photo gallery features Gabriella and Alisha wetting their pants together. What is better than a photo set with a single sexy model peeing in her pants? How about two sexy models peeing in their pants? These incredible photos show Alisha and Gabriella clearly having a good time as they intentionally pee in their jeans together.
    4 points
  7. Pee Pals

    Hi everyone. This is my first official post on here. I have been dabbling around for a long time and I wanted to get into a fictional wetting and messing series. I know that some of you may not be the biggest messing fans but I will let you know when those parts will come up. This is all fictional. Small parts may be from real life scenarios I have had but all names will be made up. I hope you enjoy! Chapter 1: Introduction Rachel was a 19 year old girl enjoying her summer off between her freshman and sophomore years of college. Rachel went to school in the same state she grew up in and lived a little over an hour away. She was home for the summer, taking an online class two days a week, and working a part time job. She grew up in a well-off family, so she didn’t necessarily need to work her part time job, but she did anyways because she got to work with her best friend Jessica. Rachel was an average girl. 5’4”, 130 pounds, blonde hair, bright blue eyes, with an average build. 34C was her bra size and had the perfect booty, both in shape and size, and often referenced as peach emoji, especially in a bikini or bathing suit. Rachel was a swimmer, so she was always at the pool. Her best friend Jessica was similar height 5’3” and weighed about 145 pounds. She was a little bigger than Rachel but not by much. She had light brown, almost red hair, hazel eyes, and had 36D size boobs. Jessica was a 3 sport athlete in high school, playing Soccer in the fall, Swimming during the winter, and softball in the spring. Though they both graduated in the same year, their birthdays were nearly an entire year apart. Rachel’s birthday was in early September, (September 7) so she was one of the first ones to celebrate her birthday. Jess on the other had, had a late August birthday. August 31 to be exact. Rachel and Jess became best friends by coincidence in middle school. Rachel had just moved to the small rural school a week before the start of 8th grade. Rachel was used to the hustle and bustle of Philadelphia. But here in rural Pennsylvania, was completely different. Rachel’s family moved into a decent size house in a moderately new neighborhood between Harrisburg and Philly. Rachel’s house was right on the edge of the new plan. Jessica’s house was in the older plan that sat along a main road that lead into town. To some it up, their backyards met together. Rachel and Jess both work at the local mall, which was about 15 minutes away. They worked in a popular shoe store and often saw their classmates stop in for the latest pair of shoes. At their job, they get to wear any sports jersey they want whether it is basketball, football, baseball, hockey, soccer, collegiate team, etc… and black leggings and shoes. 90% of the time, the girls would just find a pair of shoes they liked and wear them around the store while they were on the clock. On this particular late May day, Jessica was wearing a Phillies jersey, black and red J’s, solid black PINK brand leggings and a pink no show PINK brand thong underneath. If Jessica was wearing leggings, there was a 99% chance she was wearing a thong. Rachel on the other hand, wasn’t the biggest fan of thongs. She liked more traditional undies: cheekies and bikinis. Today, Rachel was wearing her best friends college soccer jersey, a pair of her own shoes, black Chuck Taylors, and a pair of black camo leggings from Gym Shark and light blue no-show cheeky panties from Aerie with a little bit of lace around the hip. Unfortunately for the girls, the restroom they had in the back of their store wasn’t working properly and the mall management locked the door and put a sign out it stating “OUT OF ORDER” in red and white lettering. Both Jessica and Rachel had decently strong bladders, but working for 8 1/2 hours, and being tempted by the Starbucks location next door, the girls usually had to pee at least twice during their shift. The only issue now is that the only other bathroom they had access to was the main mall bathroom, and that was located on the complete other side of the first floor of the mall. Both Rach and Jess started at 9 AM and would be off at 5:30 PM, each getting a half an hour lunch between 12:30 and 2, whenever they wanted to go. Rach thought “if I play my cards right, I’ll be able to pee before we open the store at 9:30, again during my lunch break, and before I leave to drive home.” Rachel and Jess both rode to work together today in Jessica’s car. She drives an older, silver Honda suv. Most of Jessica’s dashboard lights were on, but she ignored them because her car ran fine, especially for having nearly 250,000 miles on it. As the girls arrived at the mall entrance, Jess said “hey girl, we should go potty before we go to work. You know the bathroom is still down” “yeah that sounds like a good idea. I forgot to pee this morning before I left anyways” replied Rachel. So the girls both used the restroom as soon as they walked in and then headed to the store. It was a relatively slow day at the store, so the girls took turns running next door for Starbucks. Within an hour, Jessica could feel her bladder reaching capacity. Jess said “man I really wish they would fix our bathroom because this Starbucks is going right through me!” Jess laughed and Rachel responded “ewwww Jess I don’t need to know about your need to poop!” “I don’t have to poop silly! I have to pee though! I’m gonna try to hold it until 12:30 and go during my lunch break.” She looked down at her exercise watch and it read 11:57. 32 more minutes plus the 5 minute walk across the mall and she was able to finally pee. As time ticked past slowly and only 1 pair of shoes being sold, the time had finally came for Jess to go to lunch and take a Pee. Jess clocked out and made her way through the mall. She had to pee really bad and didn’t notice but her panties were a little wet. Not from being turned on, but from little unintentional leaks she had while at worked. As she walk into the bathroom stall and pulled down her pants and panties, she saw how wet her panties were. So wet infact they were noticeably darker. Jess was prone to a little leak here or there, but she hadn’t noticed it to be this bad before. Jess emptied her bladder on the toilet as she inspected her wet thong. She was no stranger to peeing herself, however, she was usually in her swimsuit. Jess had liked the feeling of being able to pee wherever she wanted in her swim wear whether it be on the pool deck at swim meets, in the pool during practice or at the end of her event, sun bathing in the backyard, or even sitting on the toilet before or after practice. There were times where her best friend Rachel even caught her peeing in her swimsuit and would make comments like “why not just Pee in the pool” or “just pull it to the side like a normal person would while they are on the toilet”. But Jess had never dared to purposefully pee in her underwear before, but seeing her leakage, she considered the possibility of trying it… alright that’s the end of Chapter 1. I really hope you enjoyed and stay tuned for following parts. Feel free to comment what you would like to see or any suggestions you may have!
    3 points
  8. https://thisvid.com/videos/nerdy-girl-piss-pant-and-pantie/ I like the way she just stands there with arms by her side as we watch the dark patch grow. Innocence.
    3 points
  9. “I-I’m gonna bust!” Erica whined, jiggling the front doorknob as she danced on the spot. She winced as her hand shot to her crotch. “Guys, I’m serious! It hurtsss…” Two of her friends laughed at her, looking at her through the window. “Why do you have to pee so bad?” one of them asked. “Your house is far!” she exclaimed. “I had to go since before I left, I just didn’t think about it…” “Why wouldn’t you go at your…” “Obviously I thought I’d be able to go here!” she snapped, hopping from foot to foot. “Ohhh, I’m dying, I’m dying…” She saw them whispering to each other and laughing. She groaned miserably. “Please just let me in! I’ll do anything, I just have to pee right now, please!” “Anything?” her friend echoed, before turning around and whispering something else. She turned back. “Strip naked and we’ll let you in.” Erica busted out laughing. “Don’t do that! I’m so serious, Ellie, I have to go really bad!” “If you have to go so bad, why don’t you strip naked so we’ll let you in?” “Ughhh!” Hands tightly squeezing her crotch, she started marching around, squishing her thighs together with every step. “I’m about to pee my pants!” she groaned, doubling over and shoving her hands in her pants, gripping between her legs. “Boy, do you look stupid. If you took your clothes off, you could run to the bathroom right away.” Erica giggled, but stormed over to the window. “You guys are weirdos!” she scolded. “I can’t wait for the opportunity to do this to one of you guyyssss—“ with the last word, she started to piss her pants. She jerked her legs together and bent over, hands buried in between her thighs. It didn’t take long to stem the flow, but once she started leaking, Erica knew she didn’t have much time left before she’d have another accident. Her friends busted out laughing. “Oh, fuck you!” she said as she turned and ran around the side of the house. “Erica!” Laurel called from her open window. “Whoa, damn, what’s the rush? “Jacine and Ellie won’t let me in the house and I’m about to pee in my pants!” she whined, holding herself and dancing crazily. “So you’re gonna pee outside?” “No! I’m gonna check the backdoor.” “It’s locked. They locked it.” “Will you unlock it for me?” “No way! I don’t wanna be on their shitlist.” “Come onnn! Oooh…” she frantically crossed her legs, doubling over and clutching herself as a squirt of piss shot into her underwear. Her urethra burned badly. “T-they won’t let me in the house unless I get naked for them on the front porch!” “Bahahahah! Are you gonna do it?” “Nnn… I c-can’t…” she twisted her legs up like a pretzel. “I’m embarrassed.” “I mean, people are naked around here all the time. We’re within walking distance of a nude beach.” A powerful pang of urgency rippled through Erica’s urinary system. She jerked her butt back, one hand gripping her crotch while she pressed her fingers into herself from behind. “I’m gonna have an accident!” she moaned. The tight shape of her full bladder could be felt pressing against her other organs and bulging out of her belly. She was absolutely dying to use a toilet. She stormed over to the stairs and sat down on the top step, scooting her butt around. Her full bladder went through a serious of contractions, pulsing painfully. She crossed her legs and leaned forward. “Oooh, I really gotta fucking pee!” she yelled in frustration, unbuttoning her pants to ease the constriction around her bulging pee baby. She heard the door unlock and open behind her. She turned around so quickly that it painfully jostled her overfilled bladder. Jacine slammed the door and locked it as soon as she saw her. Erica got up and ran to the door, banging on it with one hand pressing between her thighs. “Please, let me in! Please, I need to piss so fucking badly, I feel like I’m gonna explode…” “Erica, it’s so weird that you’re not doing the one thing that would get you inside to pee.” Erica huffed, dancing desperately. She looked around nervously, then unzipped her fly. “Don’t tell anyone about this!” she told them, pulling her pants and underwear down and kicking them off over her shoes. “Ooooh!” Jacine and Ellie broke out in hysterical laughter. She pulled her shirt off and unclipped her bra, stepping around crazily and jerking her butt around. She looked around constantly, covering her chest with her arms, nervous that someone might see her. “Please hurry up…” she muttered, moving her hips around, clenching every muscle in the region. “I’m about to pee on myself, I’m so serious…” A little bit of pee came out and trickled down her legs. “Mmmmph…!” she groaned, squeezing her vagina tightly. “O-Okay, come on! Let me in, already!” Jacine held up her phone and pointed the camera at the desperate, naked girl. Erica’s face burned a deep red, shuddering with humiliation. “W-Whoa, don’t video! No pictures, holy fuck, dude!” “I’m kidding!” she laughed, turning it around to show the homescreen of her phone. “That wasn’t funny!” she scolded, hitting the window with her fist. Then, even though she was holding and squeezing herself madly, golden liquid started leaking out of her pussy, gushing through her fingers, streaming down her legs and splattering onto the deck. “Ahhhh noooo, fuck fuck fuck fuck…!” she squealed, running away from the window in embarrassment. She squatted right in front of the stairs, letting hot piss jet freely out of her urethra. “Ahhhh…” she moaned, pleasure tingling in her privates. Then when she saw a car turn onto their street, panic struck her, and she ran around the side of the house, still urinating hard all over her legs. “Oh my god, Erica!” Laurel cackled when her friend came sprinting around the side of the house. As soon as she was somewhat covered from the road, she spread her legs and released her urinary sphincter, standing up and pissing hard. “Ohh, Laurel, don’t look…” she begged. “Holy shit, you really had to go!” she said, her eyes wide at the sight of her friend exploding into the grass. “That’s a strong ass stream!” “Ughh…” she dropped her head. “Actually, I don’t even care. This feels so good. I had to pee so bad.”
    3 points
  10. Looking at the videos these Snuppa clips must be ancient. 1990s? I love how the desperation is real but also how she seems to enjoy her accidents when they happen. Such a cute young thing she was . She must be my age. I wonder what she does now. Maybe she's running a major company or something
    3 points
  11. Second entry. There's a Lot of pee in this. Male and female desperation, urination and nudity. Mass desperation is one of my favorites. Brief mention of farting, but it's only one offhand line. It was shortly after dinner when Flint felt a twinge in his bladder. He was lounging in his bed, as he was fond of solitude after what had happened in Helmsmount. He had his window open, letting in the sound of summer crickets and soft rain. As it was warm, he wore only a thin robe that was very slightly see-through. He had a waterskin next to him for hydration’s sake. He sighed. He still had two potty passes left, which was nice, because it meant he wouldn’t have to find a bush or bucket. He grabbed one of the little stamped parchments and stood up, adjusted his robe so his cock wasn’t hanging out, and walked for the bathrooms. When he arrived, there was a line of maybe two dozen people. He groaned. He hated waiting in line for the toilet, listening to everyone else relieve themselves while his bladder was still pent up and full. It was beyond teasing. He shook his head, opting to wait. He decided he’d rather wait somewhere else for the line to die down. He was on his way back to his room when a familiar voice caught his attention. “Hey, Flint, what are you up to?” Flint turned. “Hey, Jim.” He smiled, but it didn’t last. “I was going to use the toilet, but…” Jim chuckled. He was wearing only a pair of small shorts, which revealed an impressive bulge. His chest, bedecked with dirty blond hair, and his slightly protruding belly were bare. “Yeah. Apparently that new drink at dinner, the bubbly one, had a potent diuretic effect. Or so I heard. Lady Cordelia was steaming mad over it. The brewer who did it claimed to not have any idea. Apparently Lord Garnet saw something fishy about the whole thing. Anyway, the brewer may find continued employment difficult.” Flint swore. “I drank two pints of that. Dear gods…” His bladder complained, more urgently this time. Jim shook his head. “Me too.” He thought for a moment. “Why don’t we just go out to the courtyard? If it’s just water, we can go in the bushes. We won’t even have to use a pass.” Flint wanted to refuse, but then he looked back at the line, which was now snaking out of the toilet-room and around the corner. Gods. “... I suppose we have few other choices.” He shook his head. “Besides, it is a nice night.” “It is.” Jim clapped his shoulder. His hand was sturdy and warm. The two of them crossed the harem building, entering the courtyard, which smelled sweetly of flowers. Jim sat down on a bench, nodding his head towards a verdant hedge behind him. “There’s your bush, lad.” A teasing sensation tickled through Flint’s cock, reaching its fingers into his abdomen, making his member twitch and his muscles stiffen. He had to pee now. He speedwalked behind the hedge into the two-foot space between the bush and the wall of the building, leaning against the cool brick. He opened his robe, pulling his slender pink cock from the silk. Golden water pattered into the dirt as a soft sigh escaped his lips. He realized, once the initial pleasantness of the relief wore off, that Jim could definitely hear either his pee hissing from his urethra, splattering against the earth, or both. No matter. Jim was his best friend. They’d shared lovers, peed side by side, squatted back to back to defecate over the same pit. It would be just fine. It took around twenty seconds for his stream to taper off. Once he was adequately relieved, he shook himself dry, closed his robe, and went to join Jim on the bench. “Done.” Jim nodded. “Aren’t you going to pee too?” Jim shrugged. “I think I’ll hold it. Only I choose when I pee. Myself, and my lord and lady. No smartmouthed brewer gets control of my bladder.” Flint sighed. “I wish I had your confidence. I have suffered too much injury on account of spite. At this point in my life, I would rather be comfortable.” Jim shrugged. “Fair.” He looked out across the courtyard. Somehow, his pose was entirely relaxed. Flint thought that his bladder must be filling, too, if indeed he had drank of the diuretic like he had claimed. But he showed no signs of any discomfort. Flint decided he wouldn’t bring it up. They talked for a while, about nothing in particular, in the manner of old friends. Flint suffered a persistent, teasing tickle on his thigh, the fault of a mosquito. Scratching it was of little help, and he had left his mosquito-balm in his room. He finally opted to just let his robe hang open over the afflicted skin so he could sate himself at will. Jim had it worse, having not bothered to cover any more of himself than his boxer short region. He suffered one right between his shoulder blades, and had to fetch a stick to scratch himself with. This, of course, was after he got sick of squirming and struggling. An hour passed before Jim gave the first sign of discomfort. He crossed his legs and sighed. “Wonder if that line has lightened up yet.” “You know as much as I do.” Flint sighed. “I could use the relief too.” He stood up, stretching, and glanced in the window. He could still see the line, stretching just as far as it had previously. “Bad news.” Jim shook his head. “Never mind. I’ll live. Are you okay to wait?” Flint didn’t know how long he’d take to become desperate, but he decided that he’d wait too, if he could, for Jim’s sake. “I can wait, sure.” He sat back down on the bench before slapping a mosquito from his calf. “Damned mosquitoes.” “Don’t remind me,” Jim grumbled, using his stick to scratch at the bite on his back. The evening dragged on uneventfully. Jim was quieter now. He seemed to shift more often in his seat. A slight anxious look came over his normally friendly features. Several times, he stood and peered into the window, returning unsatisfied, and increasingly anxious and cranky, each time. Flint seriously started to consider just telling him to go behind the hedge and relieve himself like he had, but he didn’t want to aggravate the situation. When Jim made up his mind, he could be awfully hard to counter-persuade. The door slammed open, making both of them start. A young woman dashed out onto the lawn, moaning and wailing. She was slim and dark, with her hair in a braided bun, and her round breasts bounced as she wriggled on her toes, holding her crotch tight. Her robe was hanging halfway off her body. She barely got it out of the way before she doubled at the waist. A strong blast of pee shot out from her, jetting a full foot as she fell to her hands and knees. She moaned loudly and shamelessly. Despite the teasing sensation in Flint’s own bladder, he couldn’t tear his eyes away. He wondered if she’d tried to wait in line. He wondered how much of the drink she’d imbibed. He wondered if she’d used up her potty passes, and couldn’t go to the real toilet. He wondered if she’d tried to push her way into the bathroom and had been shoved away by other desperate toilet-goers. He wondered if she’d tried to find a bucket or pot or something else and failed, or if she was already so desperate that she’d just run outside. It was easily forty-five seconds before her stream tapered off. She sat there for a few moments, her breasts heaving, before managing to stand up, pull her robe around herself, and stagger back inside. Flint looked over to see Jim gripping his cock through his shorts. Sweat was beading on his brow, more so than would be normal for the warm night. His legs were clenched tightly together. His bladder was obviously very full. Flint had no idea what to do. Should he walk away from Jim and leave him to torment himself in peace? Should he stick by the side of his kindly friend, who had done so much to ease his distress, and say nothing? Should he try to force Jim to pee? He felt helpless in the face of what was, knowing Jim, maybe a liter of urine. Strange. A mere waterskin’s worth of liquid is causing us both such distress. “Flint.” Jim’s voice sounded shaky. “Is that damned line any shorter?” Flint walked to the window. The line was, if possible, even longer. Some people were splitting off, visibly uncomfortable, and making for other places. Flint’s stomach sank. Rosemarie, another harem-girl, was dashing for the courtyard door. “... Flint, please.” Jim’s voice was weak. “... I’m so sorry.” Flint felt sick. He sat back by his friend and lay a comforting hand on his shoulder. “You should really just…” He was cut off by Rosemarie bursting through the doors. “I gotta go! I gotta go so baaad! Oooooh~!” She dashed towards a small tree, tore down her panties, popped a squat and let loose a veritable river against its roots, as well as several deep, brassy farts. To Flint’s further dismay, she cried out an “Oh, it feels so good!” Flint heard Jim swear. “Fuck this,” he grumbled. He seemed to think for a second before shifting to the edge of his seat. He grumbled, fidgeting with his fly. “Shit… shit… shit!” He stood up, ripping down his boxers, before flopping back down, opening his thighs wide. His member began dribbling urine as soon as his boxers were down. He pointed his cock away from the bench, relaxed his grip, and let loose with a hard groan. “Oh, fuck.” His head fell back against the back of the bench, and his back arched. His waters blasted into the distance, a gossamer arch against the setting sun, golden filigree decorating the view. Flint’s own bladder griped at him. I might as well. He opened his robe, turning from Jim so he wouldn’t accidentally pee on his friend , pointed his own cock, and let go. Pattering waters and soft sighs and moans were all that were heard in the courtyard for the next moment. Flint was fully empty and tucked away before Jim had fully emptied. Rosemarie finished first, wiping herself on a leaf and walking back inside, notably more sprightly than before. A full minute had passed before Jim was done. When his stream finally tapered off, he shook himself, pulling his shorts back up. “Oh, gods. I don’t think I’ve had to go that bad in years.” Flint shook his head. I could have told you so. “Next time you have to go, just go. That line isn’t shortening anytime soon.” As if on cue, another man speedwalked from the building and headed for the bushes. “See? We’re not the only ones.” “I think the first two girls pretty much established that,” Jim sighed. “Hopefully, by the time I have to go next, the line will have shortened. I’m damn close to finding that brewer and pissing in his barrels.” Flint laughed. “I’ll join you. We could probably get some of those girls to help us.” Jim just chuckled. They sank into a comfortable silence. They both peed a few more times that night. By the time they stood up to go inside, the earth in front of them was warm and muddy from their waste. They figured that the earth in the courtyard would suffer that in a few places. Oh well. At least it was good for the grass.
    3 points
  12. “Ready?” “Yes, let us depart.” Nexi met up with the adventurer woman the next morning. And this time around, she actually made sure to empty her bladder after all the morning tea she drank. She probably made the poor waitress leak under her skirt in the process though, seeing how she was right behind her on the line, squirming and squeezing on her privates. “You’ve emptied your bladder, right?” "Of course. I won't repeat the same mistake." "Just so you know, it's forbidden to relieve yourself inside the ruins. You'll ruin the priceless architecture." "I know that." She paid her a glare. "I am no amateur in archeology." Eyeing her up and down, the elf then said, "How about you? Have you emptied your bladder?” “Hmph.” She huffed, crossing her arms as she put her weight on her left leg. “Don’t take me for a fool. I’ve emptied my bladder twice, once right after I woke up and another after I had my breakfast. It’s now as empty as it can get.” What she didn’t mention was that she had a tiny little accident in her bed that morning. She woke up in the middle of her bladder relieving itself, forcing her to jump out of the bed and use the chamberpot underneath immediately. She didn’t wet her bed. It was just the crotch of her panties and pajama pants. That, a little wet island on her sheets. The accident was so much of a non-accident that she didn’t bother telling the innkeeper about it. “Good.” Nexi replied, eyeing her skeptically, still remembering how she peed herself just from crashing with her. “We’ll have to hold our waters there. Try not to squirm so much.” “Heh, I can say the same thing to you, Miss Elf.” A small smile surfaced on the adventurer’s face, remembering the elf’s own accident. ❇❇❇ The journey took the two about 2 hours, give or take. The road they took was quite smooth. Not large in the slightest, clearly designed more for feet than horses or wheels, but it was comfortable enough that they made it to the ruins without any aches on their feet or legs. Clearly, Nexi wasn’t the first, and the last, scholar that would visit the place. “Here we are. It’s pretty nifty-looking, isn’t it?” A round structure now stood before them, its aging white walls covered with green moss and vines. Its composition immediately reminded Nexi of the many ruins she had visited before. Some would struggle to describe what it looked like but Nexi knew exactly what the place was. It was an indoor garden, designed as a place to cultivate plants and flowers outside of their natural habitat. Though, of course, in its current state, it could scarcely do so, having half of its roofs and walls missing. The outside air would come in, ruining the perfectly filtered atmosphere There was no doubt about it. This ruin belonged to the ancient civilization she was writing her thesis on. "What are you standing there with your mouth open for? Come in. I'll show you around." Nexi quickly sprinted after the female adventurer, not wishing to be left behind. ❇❇❇ The interior of the ruins was even more impressive than its exterior, boasting a structural style you could not find in any settlement the elf had traveled through over the years. The corridors were long and wide, almost maze-like. It always made her wonder why the Ancients would construct their buildings in such a way. Don't they fear getting lost themselves? "Follow me," the adventurer said to her as they traversed the corridors, their steps echoing in the suppressive silence of the ruins. "Trust me, you don't want to get lost. There are a lot of Sentries around here." Sentries. The term the people of this era used for the various machineries guarding the ruins of the previous age. The two eventually arrived at a large, grassy room. A giant tree rested in the middle, its fresh green leaves seemingly sparkling under noon's sunlight seeping from the hole in the ceiling. "You can start your research from here." The adventuress declared, her arms wrapped under her chest. "It should be safe here. If you wish to move to a different room, wake me up." Yawning, stretching one arm over her head, the woman plopped her butt on the grass before letting her body fall completely. "Really?" Nexi narrowed her eyes. "You're just going to sleep? Aren't you supposed to guard me?" "Eh, I'll just get in the way." She waved her hand nonchalantly, not even bothering to open her eyes. "Just yell if anything happens. I'll wake up in an instant. Don't you worry." The elf could only reply with a shake of her head and a sigh, resting her hands on her hips in the process. It's fine. I can defend myself with my magic if anything happens. ❇❇❇ For the next two hours, nothing happened. Well, other than Nexi examining every inch of the tree, taking every note she could in her little pocket book. All the while she could feel her bladder slowly filling, enough to make her press her thighs here and there. She was pretty sure that by the time she finished, she would be brimming to her ears in pee. But, she just had to bear it. Even if the floor was dirt and grass like in this room, she couldn't just crouch down, pull her panties to the side, and release her water. It would be unbecoming for a scholar like her. Once she was satisfied, she walked up to the sleeping adventuress, intending to wake her up. Oh my… The woman had her thighs rubbing against each other, one hand resting on her crotch while the other was scratching her lower stomach. She needs to pee too… There was nothing weird about it, of course. A woman usually would make five trips to the lavatory every day. If you relieved yourself in the morning, it was only natural you'd need to go again once noon came. "Hey, wake up. Wake up!" Realizing that her words weren't making any effect, the elf decided that a little kick to her body would do the trick. Only, she kicked right as the woman turned to face her. Making the tip of her book land right into her bladder. "U-urgh…" The adventuress groaned, moving her body back to its original spot. But without a dark spot spreading on the seat of her denim shorts. Her eyes fluttered open. She quickly sat up, looking up at the elf. "You're done?" "...Yes. I'm done. Let's move to the next room." "Good. I know just the perfect place for us to have lunch." And just like that, she stood up. Does she not notice the wet patch she now has on her shorts?
    3 points
  13. 800138070_240Snuppa78.mp4.0b1f94bd7c1ab0d7640e678e5b7e9840.mp4
    3 points
  14. Holding Contest

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Looks like we have a winner
    2 points
  15. See page 2 for most recent updates! __________________ Hello! Just starting this thread for a place to post about my work holds for the next few weeks, so I keep everything confined to a single thread. For either three or four weeks, I'll have an old job of mine back. Couldn't start my little challenge yesterday due to a health thing, but starting today and keeping with it as long as I can. In the morning, I'll generally pee around 7:30 before leaving for work. At work, I'll avoid using the bathroom and drink water throughout the day, and afterwards I'll do deliveries (in a bit of a financial spot right now). I'll generally be home around 7:30 to 8:30pm! At that point will be the second time that day I pee. Today I started off a little ambitious, as I had coffee, 3 travel mugs of water, and a gatorade. I had the coffee on my way to work, and at work, I drank water perhaps a little too aggressively lol. My computer wasn't working, and I was bored. As things progressed into the afternoon the pressure rose, and for the last couple hours of work I was nearly desperate. Rather enjoyed hiding my need from everyone, but with the potential for them to still figure it out, since I kept getting water but never used the bathroom during breaks. As I drove back, every little bump in the freeway sent a pulse through me. I probably would've looked silly to someone watching as I gasped and breathed while smiling lol. Still had work to do! The time was about 4:30 and I started my deliveries. What followed was three hours of desperation. Every bump in the road and every step was torture, and whenever I was picking up or dropping off I had to keep my breathing easy and my voice neutral. It was a lot of fun, though also tbh I found the bump in my belly a bit embarrassing, since it made it look like I'm gaining a little weight and I like being slim Lots of people wanted me to hand their delivery to them directly, and some of them were cute, so I rather enjoyed seeing the person I was doing something for while desperate. And as I continued drinking, it only got more and more fun, with a couple really tiny spurts that no one would know about. Decided to call it today around 7:30, and headed home. I went home, headed up to my apartment . . . . . . and typed this up on my phone! I'm on my bed right now with my legs pressed tightly together, wanted to make myself write about my day before fulfilling my need I'll update with how much I was carrying after I get relief. (One liter. Meh, not quite what I was walking around with for my last 24 hour hold lol) *Oh yeah: unless this somehow gets a bunch of interest, I won't do an update every day lol, that's just hogging the front page with something that'll probably be repetitive. Hope whoever does drop by enjoys the updates I do make
    2 points
  16. Version 1.0.0

    592 downloads

    Support the developers here. Part of the raw game I got has already been translated into Korean somehow. Raw:
    Free
    2 points
  17. Several days ago I was having sex with a friend. He and I have both wanted to do that with each other for a very long time, so to say it was enthusiastic would be an understatement. He wanted to dom me and top me at the same time. I was laying face down on the bed and he was on top of me and getting incredibly aggressive. (I wanted that and enjoyed it.) I guess the pressure of my belly against the bed combined with him hitting my bladder made me start leaking. I couldn't stop, and every time he thrusted in it forced me to pee harder. It felt physically hot coming out, and I could feel it pooling under me. I was enjoying him too much to say anything. What he was doing still felt really good, so I didn't want to throw him off his rhythm. I just kept helplessly peeing while he went at it. When he was done, I sat up and saw the huge unmistakable wet spot I left. Embarrassed, I blushed hard and found myself unable to come up with the right words. Then my friend tried to sit in the middle of the bed where the puddle was, and I had to stop him and let him know he made me pee on myself. He didn't seem to care that much... just seemed to be a bit impressed that he could fuck someone so hard that would happen.
    2 points
  18. Pre & Post workout

    So I decided to get a workout in at home today and figured I could do a hold with more privacy/freedom than in public and that the more I drank the more I’d have to Piss by time I was done. I was already a little desperate by time I started and felt some twinges in my bladder like I would wet mid workout. Once I was done however, I headed straight to the bathroom and it was basically over from there. Barely about to get my shorts off before just letting everything go in my boxers. It felt glorious to let go after holding for what felt like all morning. Pics are from before and well… just after haha
    2 points
  19. Ronica wasn't available for our most recent shoot, but I haven't heard anything along the lines of her not wanting to work with us anymore. Lola has been very busy summer, which has made scheduling next to impossible. Olivia is still around, and I have a special project I'm wanting to explore with her, but my time has been limited. Sosha is well, and has been working behind the scenes as a production assistant at our past couple of shoots. However, Sosha is also busy producing a documentary film, and has another film in development.
    2 points
  20. Version 1.0.0

    624 downloads

    The 7th visual novel work that realistically depicts the limits of women who can't go to the bathroom even if they want to go to the bathroom. ︎ ◆ Work introduction J ○ Ryoka, who got milk from a friend who has no appetite at lunch time and drank two whole bottles including her own, and she had constipation during the afternoon swimming class. I will have a bowel movement for the first time in 2 days. The urge to defecate was loose and urgent due to being hungry with milk ... Beautiful event CG drawn by Capricon x heroine full voice by Yusa Mibuki! ︎ Realistic reproduction of the whole story leading to the girl's failure with detailed depiction effects and flatulence / poop SE that are thoroughly particular about it! ︎ Flatulence Peeing, last-minute safe out defecation, underwater defecation 4 types of END that branch according to choices! ︎ Event CG basic 4 types x excretion / facial expression difference * There is no mosaic in the excrement etc. in the main part. ◆ Introduction of this heroine Name: Ryoka Hoshino Suzuka Hoshino Grade: ○ Second grade Clothes: School swimsuit Details: Serious and cheerful personality. Looks as cute as an idol and is popular with boys. A type who is very shy and cannot easily offer a toilet during class. Scenario / planning and production xisosan Character designer / drawing Capricon Heroine CV Yusa Mibuki Development tool Tyrannobuilder 1.8.4c * Please check the operation with the trial version before purchasing.
    Free
    2 points
  21. Dicks. Lots and lots of dicks shooting pee streams. Or vaginas. Honestly it doesn't matter guys are cute either way.
    2 points
  22. Your description of desperation really highlights its urgency. I love it. May come back here a few times for desperation inspiration when writing them. Cheers.
    2 points
  23. Huffing two warming boxes filled to the brim with pizza, Alma panting hard, throws them into the back of her car and collapses at the driver’s seat. Ok Alma, last delivery. You’re tired, but you can do this!. Reaching into the back seat, she grabs a Beast energy drink, downing the can in one go and crushes it. Throwing it into a small trash bin, it’s been piling up with cans from earlier today. And I better be quick with it, gotta piss. She puts the pedal to the metal as the transmission goes into overdrive. Going a comfortable 20mph over the speed limit through the boulevard, no car nor sign would stop her from getting this order delivered. Following her GPS directions, the estimated minutes tick down quicker than time allows as the cheetah reaches her destination. She could only await for the warm embrace of her bed back at home and have her weekend off. Tires scorching sparks on the asphalt, she drifts into the parking lot of an apartment complex. As she steps out of the car, the chilly winds of the night strike through her exposed legs and stomach, Damn, when did it get so cold. Better find the place and get home soon. Double checking the receipt for the door address, she then grabs the large boxes brimming with cheesy goodness. Stumbling around with her edible weights, she curses under her breath, Geez, shouldn’t there be a big party going on with lights and music, where are they? Crickets chirp annoyingly, almost like laughter as Alma hastily scans the doors. The address in front of her aligns with the paper. She sets her burdensome bags down with a sigh of relief, takes a few deep breaths, and knocks on the door. It creaks open, stopped by the chain lock. “Show me the goods.” A small head peeks out from the shadowy room. Alma bends her waist down, keeping her legs together, giving the man an eyeful of her curves. It’s pizza, not coke. She opens the transport boxes and takes out the pies. “Mmmmm, that’s the stuff,” sniffing in glee at the scents of the food and especially the woman in front of him. “And looks like everything and more.” The man unlocks and opens the door fully, a giga sized wolf clad with nothing at all. “As such a supportive customer, shouldn’t I get a little something special?” Donning her Pizza Slut attire, it was obvious what he wanted along with his food. Alma stares at the man blankly, her mind stuck dwelling in her own needs. Uhhhhhhh, shit. What the hell am I supposed to do exactly, wanna make this quick. Her legs take a step back, doing a slight bounce as her bladder cracks under panic. His hand softly grazes her cheek, “Relax dear, I’ll lead the way.” “W-what do you want to-to do?” His eyes mellow and a sly smile creeps, “I take it you’re new. Come inside with me and we’ll start with a handy.” She takes another deep breath, Something simple and quick. I can get out of here soon enough. His room was small, being only a bedroom and bath. Shutting the door behind them, the stranger sat on his bed, spreading his legs to reveal his erect cock. Without hesitation, the succubus runs over to his dick, gets on her knees and proceeds to play with his head. He wasn’t able to get a word out as Alma presents her excitement. Slobbering his dick in drool sucking him off, the man pushes her away, “Damn bitch. It’s not a race!” Her attempt at quickest satisfaction in the west fails. “Are you stupid, that shit felt like sandpaper! Get out of my house!” Failed spectacularly. Promptly pushed outside, she frowns at the displeased customer. Exasperated, he cools off with a sigh, “Well, there’s always a good time with pizza.” Damn, I didn’t want to stick around, but I wanted to give him a good time at least. The excitement from earlier fades away, leaving the feline with a cold sweat all over her body and a wet patch on her thong. Feeling unpleasant in her car, she takes off her black shorts, slipping the panties off to go commando. A disgruntled sound escapes her mouth, touching the damp fabric. Into the trash it goes. Ceasing her wardrobe change, Alma wraps her hoodie around her waist. Going on her phone, she sets the coordinates back to her workplace to return the warming boxes and clock out. Ah shit, no tip. I really blew it. In defeat, she rides back to her local Pizza Slut at the proper speed limit. Her earlier urge to go calmed as her anxiety died down. At a red light, she browses on her phone, looking at Glitter, her bestie and roommate’s texts. They were doing its magic, cheering her up, before a horn blares, a car accelerating past her. Looking forward again, she made it her goal to head home afterwards and let the bad times go away. Soon enough, Alma reaches her work place shouting a resounding, “Heyyyy!” Smiles perk up at her arrival. “We’ll see you after the weekend?” “Yeppers!” She tosses the bags in a back room and punches out. While I’m hereeeee, might as well make a pitstop. A cleaning in progress sign by the bathrooms No way! Of course they were cleaning up the restaurant for the next day, But why now of all times. Not wanting to ruin their tidy work, Alma makes her way back to the car with a huff. Before setting off, she makes a text to Glitter, “ Heading back home REAL QUICK Keep the door unlocked.” Shifting around in her seat, fur rubbing against the fabric of her shorts bugs her. I should have asked to use his toilet before we began. Her bladder’s catching up in the same breakneck pace Alma goes. Putting more pressure on the pedal, she urges her car to give it everything it has before her own urge is unbearable. Lost in her squirming, she runs a red light, blaring horns from others. Alma couldn’t afford to slow down as a spurt leaks through. Or I should have been faster getting back to the store. Ruminating over how she could have prevented this, she digs her hand into her shorts. Gotta get home gotta pee gotta pee gotta PEE! A muffled scream barges out of her closed mouth as she presses down on herself. It wouldn’t be long until she got home, but her abdomen was practically rupturing already. Closing in on her destination, cars pile up on her route. Looking ahead, she notices orange signs and cones, “AH C’MON! You’re doing construction now!” Following the trail of slow moving vehicles, a thought plagues her mind of pulling over to squat. I mean it’s dark out, but someone could see me. I can still hold it! Alma fidgets in her seat, feeling the dampness and warmth of her hand. Barely, she thought in a pleading tone. Passing the end of the detour, Alma zooms ahead of the pack much to the annoyance of everyone there. Nearly there! Just a couple blocks. Hold it in! Scurrying out of the car, she slams and locks the door, bolting inside of the apartment. She’s competing with herself in a race if her bladder can let loose before Alma gets in her room. Dribbling piddles of piss, the cheetah broke soundwaves climbing up the stairs to the hallway. The door already unlocked, Alma dashes into her home, makes a left into the bathroom. In front of her eyes await her porcelain throne and her roommate. Glitter blushes with a meek smile,” Welcome … home.” The throbbing pain in her bladder is like a parasite, taking control of Alma’s actions. Without hesitation, the cheetah practically rips her shorts off, beelining it to the seat. “Spread your legs!” As Alma launches her ass at Glitter, yipping, she does as commanded, making room for both of them. Her pelvis catches the high speed impact of Alma’s thighs, pushing her back in recoil. Their torrents clash into the watery bowl. Alma exhales a long sigh of relief, she won her race. Something that didn’t go entirely to shit tonight. Glitter can feel the warmth on her lap, the fur damp in sweat and radiating piss at full blast. Brushing Alma’s extended, spiky shaped tail away from her face, “Bleh. Long evening, huh,” Glitter unable to sit in complete silence as a newfound toilet seat. “Yeah, you could say that. Didn’t make any good tips today,” her tone sours. “Awwwwww, it’s going to be ok Alma. I’m sure you did your best.” Her frown sweetens up, “Yeah, least I’m the fastest cat out there in a car.” “You’re the fastest thing out there even with these thunder thighs of yours,” the dog pinches Alma’s spots on the sides of her thighs. “Damn, you must have been bored here. I get home and you’re already playing with my body.” “Well, I’m just about done here and now I have to wait for your gushing to stop.” Her need is vastly inferior to her roommate, Glitter’s casual tinkle ending as Alma has yet to show signs of ending. Alma’s face gets red, taking in the absurd situation happening. “While you’re up there, can you get some TP for me?” The pup playfully reaches her arms out, “Can’t reach.” Extending forward, Alma grabs the fresh roll of toilet paper on the wall opposite of her. Doing so, she carelessly lifts up. “Hey hey! You’re getting it on me!” Glitter pulls Alma’s rear end back down. “Ah, I’m sorry,” her sincere voice felt hollow as her lower end continued to spray the interior of the toilet in golden liquid. “Damn girl, how much did you drink,” teasing her camel bladdered friend. Abashed, “Ya know, water, morning coffee, some Beast cans. It’s more that I haven’t gone in the middle of work.” “What do you mean some, those had to be the giga sized cups from 8Twelve.” “Can it,” a tinge annoyed about the discussion of her bladder contents, “I can feel it end.” As she says, Alma’s long waterfall eventually dies down into spurts. “Seriously, my legs are gonna fall asleep at this rate.” “Shut up,” Alma continues to be provoked by Glitter’s taunts. Thankfully, the last jets of pee came through. Standing up, she hands a wrapped up handful of paper to Glitter. “You’re free to go.” The brown dog feels her pelvis area with paper, “Ick, it’s so wet. I’m going to hop in the shower before bed.” Yarning, “I’ll meet you there, good night.” Alma lethargically moves out of Glitter’s way until she pins the feline’s shoulder. “Where do you think you’re going?” “Bed.” Her eyes are losing the strength to stay open. “You pissed on me, compensate.” She gives Alma puppy dog eyes. “Ughhh, fiiiiiiine.” The two step into the shower to clean up after a long night.
    2 points
  24. No idea what happened.. I wrote a reply, must have forgotten to hit submit --- so here we go again. ----- Feeling your own building need and seeing how both of the girls are leaking you realize something needs to be done quickly or there is going to be a major problem on everyone's hands. "Listen, the bar isn't much further, but we don't have proof positive that they have proper urinary receptacles. For all we know, we get in there and find they have nothing. Why don't we just all go down this alley and see if we can find a dumpster or something to pee behind?" you suggest. Abby hesitates for a moment but then agrees that may be the best solution. "No way I'm peeing outside," says Rachel in protest as the rest of the group begins to walk towards the alley. Rachel follows keeping her legs tightly together. "Babe, you know I don't pee outside, this is stupid, I need a toilet." "Just do it," you encourage, "you'll feel better quickly and it's not going to be that messy." "I just can't," Rachel says, "outside isn't where a lady pees." "Suit yourself," you say as you whip your penis out. Markx has already gone before and both of you release long hard streams of urine onto the arid ground. It quickly splashes and is soaked up by the dust. Abby, not missing a beat pulls off her yellow panties from under her sundress and squats down, pinching her nipples closed with her fingers. She notices you looking oddly at her, "it's easier to just manage one flow at a time," she winks, "otherwise I've got three streams going all over the place it becomes a complete mess." You watch as a thick stream parts Abby's lips and shoots several feet in front of her before also being absorbed into the dry ground. You're thankful your bladder is nearly empty as you feel yourself becoming stiff. You quickly put yourself away and wait for the others to finish. Rachel is still refusing to pee, hunched over and you hear her whimper as another long jet of urine dampens the crotch of her pants. Her choice to go commando has backfired. What she traded for no panty line she's given up as her pants have gotten wet. You can see the clear features of her labia through the thin fabric of her pants. As she grunts and presses her hands into her crotch you hear a longer hiss. "Screw this, I can't wait," exclaims Rachel pulling her pants down and squatting. Abby is just finishing up and pulling her panties back up as Rachel's stream begins. Suddenly you see a figure walking towards you down the alley. "Officer York of the Zarconian Peace Force", she identifies herself. Rachel quickly pulls up her pants while trying to stop her flow which just began. You see a large wet mark flowing down the inside of her leg. Her crotch is now very wet, clearly showing everything, and the inside of her left leg is visibly moist. "I'm going to need the four of you to step out here with me please," says Officer York. The four of you head towards her patrol vehicle sitting in the main street. "I'm going to need your names, planet of origin, and date of birth please" "What is this all about," you ask. "I'm asking the questions here," says Officer York. You each give your information as the officer sits you in the back of her patrol vehicle. "I just need a few minutes to run some checks, I'll be right back with you." She closes the door, leaving you in at least cool airconditioning. "See, I told you we shouldn't have done this, " complains Rachel, "now we're going to be in big trouble. And I still have to go!" You've almost forgotten that Abby never fully got relief. You're reminded as she squirms around in the seat and presses her hands against the front of her breasts, wiggling violently. You see Abby's breasts suddenly contract in a wave and you hear her grunt as both sides of the top of her dress suddenly darken and a large stain running down her front forms. "Sorry, guys. I still really have to go up top. If we don't get out of here really soon there's going to be a mess." Officer York returns after a few minutes, "Let me have all of you step out of the vehicle please. Now, I don't know exactly what was going on back in that alley, but it sure didn't look good. I'm sure I don't need to remind you that Zarcon has very strict rules about defiling the sacred ground of the planet. That means nothing is to be dumped upon and it and certainly not trash and waste. Do you want to tell me what was going on?" Rachel is fidgeting nonstop with her legs locked tightly together. She looks longingly back down the alley at the relief which was so close. YOU SAY: A) We were just getting out of the sun and trying to find a little shade B) Explain what happened and that you had no choice C) Explain what happened and apologize D) Explain what happened and tell her that two of you still really need relief --GLOBAL STATS---------- AVAILABLE CASH: $10,200 DIAPERS: 2 / CATHETER: 2 / GEL-SORBANT WASTE BAG: 2 CURRENT TIME: Saturday 1245 --YOU---------------------- HUNGER: 58% / Bladder: 2% / Bladder Fill Rate: 1 / Energy: 53% / Hydration: 50% (-2 Extreme Heat) Winter Jacket = 1 / Dress Pants&Shirt = 2 / Shorts&Tank Top = 3 Polo Shirt+Jeans = 2 (Wearing 1) / Swimming Shorts = 2 --RACHEL---------------- HUNGER: 48% / Bladder: 98% / Bladder Fill Rate: 1 / Energy: 58% / Hydration: 42% (-2 Extreme Heat) Winter Jacket = 1 / Sundress = 3 / Leggings & T-Shirt = 2 White Dress Pants + Tank Top = 1 (Wearing 1) / Shorts&T-Shirt = 3 / Bikini = 4
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  25. Haha, it *has* been a bit since I've done an update. Oops. Frankly, life has just gotten in the way in recent months, so I'm not entirely sure when the next push will be. I have the bugs and issues from the last update waiting around to be dealt with, though, and I'm hoping to do some more work on this in the next couple months if schedules allow it. I do miss working on Rain, so here's to nearing the end of my hiatus! ~BlueScreen
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  26. Hi guys, first time publishing a story here. This is derived from a personal memory with one of my colleague (let's call her Lenna) during a business trip. I want to write it down because I saw one of @Biku's artwork. The outfit and the scenario exactly matched my experience and immediately reminds me of the good memories. Great kudos to @Biku! I wrote the story under Lenna's viewpoint so there are lots of imaginary portion of the story and not exactly matched the original scenario, but the bulk part is from the true memory. Hope you enjoy the story. Biku's art original thread: Biku's artwork for this story It is the 5th time Lenna checked Google map on how far it is to their destination. Sitting at the back seat of the car, a trace of anxiety surfaced on her apparently calm face. As a 22-year old young colleague graduate who just joined a top-notch tech company 6 month ago, she really appreciate that the team took her to this significant industry conference that took place in another city. As a young professional, it would be a great chance for her to get familiar with the industry and start building her network. Together with Lenna, 2 other senior colleagues from her team will also attend the meeting. They planned this week-long conference trip carefully. Since the opening ceremony is at 10:00 am Monday, the team planned to take a 2.5-hour flight early morning (6:30am) and then call a Uber to arrive at the venue. With no traffic, the drive should be around 30 minutes so they should catch the opening keynote speech just on time. It is the first time Lenna attend a conference so she is kinda nervous about it. She woke up very early in the morning and start to put on her outfit she prepared last night. Although she knew that tech conferences have no dressing code, she decided to dress to impress. Paired with a pink crop top shirt, her blue blazer dress perfectly shows the curvature of her upper body and her straight long legs. "Maybe the dress is a bit too short...", she thought to herself. However, she is still pretty satisfied with her outfit. Before heading to the airport, she brewed herself a big coffee to refresh herself - it is going to be a long day. The team met at their local airport. She is happy to know that she selected the right attire since both of her colleague commented that she looked very nice and professional. They board the flight and Lenna sit at the window seat, together at the same row with her 2 colleagues. Right after she sit down, Lenna felt a remote sense of pressure in her lower abdomen. This is quite normal since she haven't use the bathroom since her morning pee and had drank quite a lot of fluid. Nothing urgent about it and Lenna is not worried. The plane took off, climb, the flight attendant served drinks and she had a cup of orange juice. Everything seems normal. Lenna starts to feel a bit tired - after all she woke up around 5 am. Soon, she felt asleep. About 1 hour later, Lenna woke up. The first thing she noticed is that the pressure of her bladder starts to become obvious. All the liquid she drank in the morning starts to fill up. She looked left and saw both of her colleagues sleeping. She asses the situation and think it is still okay. Although under normal situation she would use the bathroom but is still not urgent. After all she doesn't want to awake her two senior male colleagues for her to go pee - this seems a bit embarrassing. She shifted her position on the seat and tried to make herself more comfortable, and then starts to read a book on her phone. As time goes by, she clearly feels that the pressure in her bladder increases. She decided that once her colleagues are awake, she would go use the bathroom. However, not long after she is awake, the pilot broadcasted that the plane would start descending. She looked left again. Both of her colleague are still sleeping and she needs to make a decision whether to take the final chance to go to the bathroom before the captain turn on the seat belt sign. After some debating in her mind, she decided to hold it for another 30 minutes. Although she starts to feel somewhat uncomfortable about her bladder, she is still not in an emergency state and is still being a bit shy around her senior colleagues. She shifted again in her seat, trying to find a position that less pressured her lower abdomen. Soon, the seat belt sign is turned on and this is definitely not helping to put a belt around her already halfway filled bladder. She secretly loosen the seat belt a bit to make it slightly more comfortable and prepared for landing. Another 20 minutes passed by and she starts to fidget a bit. The liquid she drank in the morning are filling up her bladder at a much faster pace she anticipated. She needs to squeeze her sphincter muscle intentionally sometimes and her legs starts uncontrollably moving. She assures herself that the plane is soon about to land and she should be able to use the bathroom right after. The touch down is rough and the seat belt pressed her bladder tightly. Lenna had to bend down and squeeze her leg tight to calm her full bladder. However, they are really in bad luck today. The plane took forever to taxi to the gate due to some ground traffics. She is really squirming on her seat during the whole taxiing - her legs starts fidgeting but she doesn't want to show it too obviously to her colleagues. She tried her best to stay calm and act normal, waiting to rush down the plane once it arrives at the damn gate. With a slightly faster pace, Lenna finally waked out of the plane and start to search for bathroom - it shouldn't be a hard task since they are in an airport. However, right at the moment she saw the sign "bathroom", one of her colleague received a call from the Uber driver. Apparently, they reserved the Uber earlier and since the plane is a bit late, the Uber driver is waiting very angrily and was threating to cancel the trip. They panicked a bit - if they miss the Uber and call another one, they won't be able to make it to the opening keynote speech. Her colleague quickly suggested they rush to catch the Uber immediately. Lenna's mind went blanked a moment and just simply followed her colleagues toward outside. Because her colleagues' strong execution power, she ignored her bad situation and ignored her dangerous bladder at all! She just mechanically walked quickly, trying to catch up with her colleague. They get on the Uber on time. Everyone seems a bit relief and was apologizing to the driver. However, the moment Lenna sat down at the back seat, she immediately regretted her decision skipping the bathroom. She really fell the strong pressure of her bladder. She really needs to pee! However, the car has already started and is driving away from the airport.. Lenna seriously starts to worry. It has been very long since she remember needing to pee this badly. Her mind starts wondering. Last time the situation is this bad was during a math exam in her middle school. She drank too much coffee in the morning (damn! Coffee again!) to stay awake and was almost struggling during the whole exam. After a hour and a half, she finally cannot stand it. She summitted the paper early and rushed to the bathroom in a light speed. She peed her underwear during her dash and it is such an embarrassing experience.. Lenna forced her mind to focus again. Thinking of her pee accident in the middle school is definitely not helping with her current situation. At that time, she was still a girl and thankfully nobody knows about the accident since she just peed a bit in the hallway before making to the bathroom. Now, she is an adult, a young professional, and taking a Uber together with her two senior colleagues. There is no way that she can stand having an accident in this situation! However, her bladder is obviously protesting heavily. It is extremely hard for her to sit still - her legs can't help but bouncing into each other, her butt is shifting every minute trying to ease the pressure to her sphincter muscle. On the surface, she is still trying to keep it professional and limiting her movement to minimal - at least she hoped to be minimal. Lenna thought about asking the Uber driver to stop by a gas station or something but one - it is very embarrassing and is equivalent to express to everyone she is about the burst. And two - because of flight is late and Monday morning traffic, they are already late for the opening speech of the conference. As the most junior person in the team, she really doesn't want she become the unprofessional one and has everyone wait for her to find a bathroom so they will be even more late. She just kept on holding and hoping they will arrive soon. 15 minutes into the drive, Lenna is really in an emergency. All the water, coffee, orange juice she drank this morning has filled into her bladder. Pee spasms just come wave after wave and she had to squeeze her legs and pince her muscle really tight to stop them. She really hates her blazer dress now - it is impossible for her to use her hand to relief the pressure a bit without being noticed. Overall how can she put her hand from underneath her dress and press her private with another colleague sits just by her side? It is almost as embarrassing as if she had an accident here. She tries to cross and re-cross her leg to maximize the pressure to her private, but the effect is diminishing minute by minute. She checked Google maps tons of times but the timer is just moving slowly as hell.. Another 10 minutes passed by and Lenna is in a dire situation. She is now shifting herself every a couple of seconds and her legs are almost shaking. She starts to press her private through her blazer dress with her hand and squeeze her whole lower body muscle as tightly as possible. She really cannot keep her professionalism at this moment. All she have in her poor mind is to hold her pee and avoid having an accident on the Uber like a middle school girl. Finally, her fidgeting and weird leg movements gets caught up in her colleague's eye. He glanced at her and asked hesitantly, "is everything okay?" Lenna blushed. This means that her body language is so weird that she cannot hide her situation anymore. She bit up her lips and admit, "umm, it is okay, I just need to use the bathroom a bit..". Her colleague then asked, "do you need a stop?" Lenna become blushed again. On one side, she is really dying to pee. On the other hand, she still wants to keep her last bit of professionalism and avoid everyone waiting for her. She reluctantly says, "I don't know, I know we are late, maybe I should be able to make it to the conference center...". She wants to slap herself right after saying this - there is no way she can hold her pee like this for another 20 minutes! However, both her colleagues looked at her and one of them said "No let's have a stop, you look really bad...". Lenna is so embarrassed to hear this - is it that obvious? Yes, it this that obvious. She is bending over in her seat, legs double-crossed and squeezing hard, body shaking and shifting every a couple of seconds, and hand tightly pressed over her crouch on top of her blazer dress. Every bit of her body language is shouting "I'm about to burst and pee myself in 5 minutes!" Finally, the car stops at a gas station. Lenna simply jumped out and dashed directly to the bathroom. She is running in a very weird way - bending over on top and a hand tightly pressing her crouch. Otherwise she would leak right away! However, the moment she touched the bathroom door, she cursed a thousand times in her mind. The door is locked and she needs to get the key! She stops at the door for a short period, moving on her feet frantically from left and right trying to ease the pressure of her bladder a bit, and then dashed to the convenient shop of the gas station in the same weird way. She grad the key abruptly from the staff and head back to the bathroom. During her final steps, her sphincter muscle finally gave away. Squirts of pee gushed on her underwear. Lenna is so panicked. She stops, bends down low and pressed her crouch as hard as she can. She has never tried to hold her pee this strong in her life! After 10 seconds, miracle happens and she somehow controlled her leaked pee. She then stumble toward the bathroom, open the door, shuts it, pulled down her wet snicker, sit on the toilet, and finally RELEAF! SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH - Lenna peed for a whole minute. It is the most satisfying moment in her life. After she finally stops, strong sense embarrassments starts to merge again. Not only she showed this much of indecent behaviors in front of her colleagues, she still pees her self as an adult! She checked the backed of her blazer dress and thankfully no water mark is found. Her snicker, however, is completely soaked. Lenna has to remove her soaked snicker, clean herself, and stands up with no underwear under her dress. She waked out of the bathroom, deeply embarrassed but trying to act as normal as possible. They resume the trip to the conference center. Of course they are late but nobody blamed her. This become an unforgettable secret memory for Lenna. Not only she almost peed herself in front of her two senior colleagues, she also attended a whole day of conference without an underwear. However, the whole scenario is also becoming another secret memory for one of Lenna's colleague. He noticed Lenna already needs to pee quite badly as early as on the flight. Do you think he is really sleeping during the whole flight? In addition, do you think the Uber driver is really that angry?
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  27. Hey, I haven’t really posted stories on here, I’m sorry if it’s not told well. I have some wetting experiences to share and thought I’d start with this one. I was at the movies with a few friends, before going in I went to the bathroom cause I knew I’d have to go during it and I didn’t want to miss any of it. I got a regretful large soda that I finished about 20 minutes into the 2:30 hour long movie. After an hour or so into the movie I felt my bladder fill up along with pressure in my abdomen. Fearing of looking desperate to my friends I just sat like I was fine and kept watching the movie. The next 15 minutes were fine but I was getting to the point where it was difficult to sit still and hold it all in. While trying my best to hold back a wave of desperation, a huge crash uttered through the theater catching me off guard making me leak in my pants. I immediately looked down to see if it was visible but because I had darker pants I was okay. After that leak I couldn’t hold it back anymore, every couple minutes I’d let another spurt out making my hands want to jump and grab myself but I fought back. With another hour still to go I knew I wasn’t going to make it the whole movie but I wanted to wait till a down time to go. Five long desperate minutes later one of my friends tapped my shoulder to get my attention for a sec and I began leaking but it took me a few seconds to stop the flow. Right after that I jumped up and started to head to the bathroom I could feel my wet underwear the whole walk, at that point I was shuffling and grabbing myself if needed while on the way to the toilet. As I finally arrived to the bathroom I ran to a urinal and pulled my pants aside than began peeing. Urine shot out of me at a rapid pace giving me so much relief. But then I noticed no pee going into the urinal, I looked down and realized I was peeing in my shirt. (Still to this day I don’t understand how I did that) I panicked trying to move it out the way but it was already wet and since my shirt was grey it was very noticeable. When I left the bathroom I had my arms crossed trying to hide the wetness till I got back to the dark theater. Finally getting back to my seat I luckily had a hoodie with me that I placed on my lap hiding my stain. By the time the movie ended I had to go again, no leaking or accidents that time though.
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  28. Part 2. Auther notes. - I will turn this into a series I think. - this chapter will have minimal pee content - hope you enjoy —————————————— The following day (Saturday) James couldn’t believe what had happened yesterday, he had gotten a job in the education sector all be it within a strange school, he had almost peed himself, had a blow job from Amy, and peed in front of her. He played the scene over in his head a few times and started to pick up on Amy’s interest in him being desperate from the get go. James texted his friend asking if he knew anything about the job or the school, while he was awaiting a response he opens up a web page and searches “peeing for sex” “get horny from pee” and a few other mixtures of words. He stumbles across Omorashi.org and start going through posts and stories. After a hour or so he has made his mind up that Amy must have this pee fetish and was enjoying his struggles, but does he want to do this job knowing she could be doing this to him daily? At the thought of it he noticed his penis twitching, was he getting aroused as the thought of this? Could he be getting turned on at the thought of being denied access to the toilet by Amy? His mind wandered back to the classroom where she peed in front of him but this time his imagination took over, when she peed he took her hand, bent her over the nearest desk, pulled her panties to the side…. DING James was pulled from his fantasy by his phone, his friend had text back. Text - Hey man, umm not to much, it’s owned by my wife’s friend Amy, seems nice enough, kind of an odd ball at times. Between you and me… she has nice tits, cute ass and is very flirty… school wise no idea man. Not a lot on Google either when I searched it. Just some general bio along with a statement about golden springs? Guessing it’s a money reference as they are a private school. The phrase golden springs caught James’ attention. Could it be referring to… surely not he thought…He searched the school and found the site. Skimming over it’s a very nicely built site, he finds the about page and reads over how it was founded by Amy to help release and educate women into a much more open minded fun world. There was a picture of Amy next, looking very much the head teacher Apart from she is sitting on the edge of her desk instead of in a chair. Just seeing the image causes James Penis to twitch again. He scrolled a little more and finally found the golden springs reference. ”we also offer special classes and prices for all golden springs members, please contact Amy for more information. Please have your Acc No to have and be ready to discuss your golden requirements / understanding / support” Hmm strange James though, appears to be a private reference. He searched golden springs but he was met with multiple landmarks, holiday destinations and much more. He then searched golden springs Amy, again nothing. He tried golden springs pee… Bingo! He thought, he found the site. It was a basic forum site with the tag line “girls, peeing is natural, but sexy, me like seeing us go, we like seeing them go” clicking around the site was slightly annoying as a lot of it was members only but there was one thing that caught his eye. A pinned post. “want to learn more about your fetish? Want to enjoy seeing people desperate and learn more about pushing to the limits? Or want to simply draw a man desperate for fun? Please contract me directly for a fun opportunity in… education.” This has to be it! James thought, Amy set up an all girls private school to help people understand this kink! This then brought in the question did James really want to work here? Could he still use this as an in into the educational job he always wanted? As he was thinking about this he heard the doorbell ring. As he stood up he felt his bladder spasm. James - wow where did that come from? He looked at the clock and noticed he had been searching for almost 3 hours! No wonder he needed to pee! He heard the doorbell go again and decided he would pee after answering. He opens the door and stood there is Amy. Amy - hey umm sorry to intrude like this but I umm was in the neighbourhood and thought it might umm be wise to discuss your job trial… make sure your still comfortable? With everything? James - yea sure come in. James was shocked Amy, here in my house to discuss what happened yesterday? Amy walks in and sits on the sofa, James follows and as he sits down he is reminded of his bladder situation, he crosses his legs and hopes this doesn’t take to long. Bladder 7.2/10. Amy - So umm err yesterday was your trial, I felt it went well and I just wanted to officially offer you the job? Also regarding the advertised pay… umm due to… how well the trial went we are now offering you a new pay grade… She goes through her handbag looking for the contract James - a new pay grade? But it was only a trial? Was it because I umm had an accident? Amy - oh god no, the students loved the demonstrations and your answers! I loved it as well… erm I mean loved how well you worked with us all… here! So the contract states £75 a day we are now talking… ££275 per day… it is still only part time but we think this is fair due to the… umm lack of facilities we can offer you… James knew she was offering this due to them having to mens bathrooms but he wanted her to admit this and admit he would need to pee when he was on site. He quickly thought up a plan… James - lack of facilities? What ever do you mean Amy? The science lab was well facilitated… the taps seemed to work quite well if I remember correctly… saying this reminded him of his current issue of needing to pee… he could use this to test his pee fetish theory as well! He quickly crossed his legs the other way and rested a hand in his lap. Trying to be not subtle at all. Amys eyes went down to his crossed legs and a small smile appeared… Amy - yes you are correct the WATER did FLOW quite well in the science lab, the cleaners are also very well informed and paid well for service, the WASH the floors every night, spay WATER on the windows and clear out the BATHROOMS amazingly! Even the TOILETS smell amazing! Also the WATER pressure on the flush! They know how to make things FLOW like clockwork. But what we mean is there being no Male toilets on site for you to use. every reference to water or toilets James purposely changed positions. It did make him need to go more but not to much worse. Bladder 7.9/10 James - erm that’s g-good to know. So I did have one question regarding that. Amy - go ahead let the questions flow… James crosses his legs again at the word flow… Amy - are you ok? You seem fidgety? James - Y-yes fine, just have some… urgent business to attend to shortly… James saw Amy fidget a little herself at this comment and noted her nipples poking through her shirt… James - so the question… as you said lack of facilities, how would that work? I don’t think I can hold it all day and I doubt you want me sneaking into the science building to pee again? That last comment was a bold move to see her reaction… Amy - well umm here’s the thing… I’ve not been totally honest with you… this school is for umm girls with certain interests…. So you not have… facilities would work better for the classroom education…. James - so I’ll have to hold on all day? Amy - no not at all… just be open to some long classes and full bladders tend to happen in long classes… Amy changed her sitting position again and was now facing James directly, James looked her up and down and noticed her short skirt had slide up her thighs exposing Neon green panties… Amy - one other thing… if you hadn’t noticed I really like you and you… performance yesterday… James - glad you liked it, I also enjoyed your… performance shall we say. So how would we deal with the lack of facilities issue? James crossed his legs again and pushed his hand into his crotch slightly (bladder 8.3/10) Amy - are you sure your alright? her cheeks flushed a little as she quickly watch him squirm. James - yes fine… Amy - so lack of facilities, you could use the toilets in the supermarket 20mins down the road and come back but that is a long old trip… you could… come to my office… in the science block… and we could sort out a plan on a case by case basis… James - sounds… fair. Now if you’ll excuse me a moment… that urgent business I said about earlier… is getting rather pressing… His plan had worked he was 100% sure he was right but all this talk of toilets was really pushing him now… bladder (9.1/10) James goes to stand up when Amy takes his hand and stops him… Amy - urgent business? What could be so urgent to take you away from discussing your new job in education? She has a devil smile and was still holding his wrist. James - actually I was on my way to the loo when you rang the bell… really need to go if you don’t mind? Amy - what if I do mind? What if this is in the middle of a class? You would have to hold it… let’s roleplay this as an example of what your do in school as our newest assistant… 15mins of roleplay later class ends and Amy advised James to come to her “office” which is her sat on his coffee table. James - hey Amy, got a second? Amy - always, Come have a seat… James sits back on the sofa and he can see straight up Amy skirt from this angle (Amy was doing this on purpose) James - so I’ve just finished another class, next one is in 30mins so I don’t have time to errm go to the supermarket… Amy - oh you need to go? James - Yes quite badly it’s been 4 hours since I last went… Amy - hmm I see the problem here. 30mins to your next teaching class but it’s a 40min round trip to the toilet to let all the pee flow out and the pressure clear… James crosses his legs and has to hold himself… how is she doing this in my own home? But god is she sexy doing it James Yes that’s it. You said we would deal on a Oh damn that was close… on a case by case basis… Amy - yes we will… So if you can answer these few questions you can use my private bathroom. James - private b-bathroom? Amy - yes, in my office, it’s wonderful, so quite and it’s really relaxing to just sit there and let it all go… James - ok so questions? Please? Amy - if you can get 4/5 right you can use it. If you fail to get this goal you have to… do something for me… Amy - question 1. How badly do you need to pee? 0 / 10. James - about a 9.5 it’s really bad Amy - question 2. If you stopped doing that… (points to crossed legs and holding yourself) what would happen? James - I would leak or worse just burst… Amy Question 3. How did you know I enjoyed this? See you desperwte James - internet research and theories Amy Question 4. What colour panties am I wearing? James - umm oh I really need to go… I nearly peed just then Amy - stop trying to skip the question I’ve seen you looking… James - green Amy - good, now that’s 4 correct answers so I. Theory you can pee But I still have one question left to ask… she gets up and sits next to him… she rests her hand right over his bladder… question 5… if I press here what will happen? without warning she gentle presses down and James leaks into his pants… James - oh no aarrrhhb ok I stopped it, I will pee… like just now… Amy - hmm ok so bonus question… James - quickly then I’ll pee any second… Amy - can I fuck you right here right now? she slowly lifted her skirt to reveal slightly damp panties ——————————- who wants another part?
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  29. It could be more of something that you have to physically enter yourself into, not something that you are automatically entered into. It can also be rank-locked, to lower the chances of an inactive account.
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  30. I did this in a bit of a hurry, it's not as good as I wanted it to be but hey, I'm sure some of you are gonna like it!
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  31. Urge "Come on, come on," Lucy anxiously moaned at the red traffic lights. It was 8:39, and the exam started at 8:45. The school was only a few minutes away, but she knew the room she was invigilating in was a decent walk away from the car park. She was working in a separate room from the exam hall today, writing for a girl who broke her arm in her History A Level. Lucy wondered how she must be feeling, taking the biggest exam of her life so far, unable to write, sat there waiting for an invigilator she didn't know. She'd manage to let school know that she was running late at least, but she didn't want to make this poor girl wait any longer to sit her exam. The lights turned green, and her 2002 Nissan Micra revved into action, spluttering through the gears. Darting through the streets of this small Hertfordshire town at a speed much faster than the 20 mile an hour limit, Lucy eventually pulled up at the school with two minutes to spare. Grabbing her water bottle, Lucy ran to the exam room as fast as she could, determined to make it on time. Walking through the door literally as the clock turned 8:45, the head of the History department was there to greet her, standing next to a very anxious looking student. "Ah good timing Lucy, so the exam is two and a half hours, you're writing for Holly today. I've got to head off now, but here's my number if you need it for an emergency," the teacher passed Lucy a piece of paper, before gesturing a thumbs up towards Holly, and leaving the room. Lucy composed herself, and went to sit down next to Holly. "Hi Holly, so sorry I'm a bit late," Lucy apologised, filling in the front of her exam paper for her. "That's okay," Holly whispered. "So if you just tell me everything you want me to write, I'll get it down on paper for you," she smiled, trying to reassure the nervous student. "Thank you," Holly replied. The first hour went by swimmingly enough. Holly seemed to be doing well, and Lucy's hand wasn't hurting too badly yet. But there was a nagging feeling of discomfort for Lucy. She had to pee. Whilst by no means desperate yet, there was certainly an urge, that was only going to get worse over the next hour and a half. Normally, Lucy would arrive fifteen minutes early, to give herself plenty of time to set up the exam room and go for a wee, but she hadn't had time with the traffic causing issues. And the coffee and water was starting to make itself known in her bladder. It didn't help that it was the hottest day of the year so far, so Lucy was drinking water constantly. Nonetheless, for now it was manageable. For now. Half an hour later, the urge was almost enough for her to consider texting the head of History, to see if he could write with Holly for a minute so she could attend to her need. But the thought of admitting to a senior member of staff that she needed the loo was mortifying for her, so she decided against it. She crossed her legs a little as she wrote, and occasionally shifted in her seat a little. Briefly forgetting about her need, she took another sip of water, before silently cursing herself. Her urge was pretty constant now, a low level uncomfortable feeling in her bladder. Still, it wasn't as bad as her first university exam. Lucy had foolishly drank loads of energy drinks before the test, and couldn't go beforehand because the queue was too long. For some reason, they weren't allowed to use the toilet for the first 45 minutes of an exam, so Lucy had to do the first essay of her exam with a bladder on the verge of exploding. By the time 45 minutes were up, she had to waddle as quickly as her aching stomach would allow her, desperately trying not to wet herself in front of everyone on her course. In fact, she did notice that a few drops of pee had escaped into her knickers when she finally reached the toilet. As Lucy pondered texting Mr Johnson for the 20th time that hour, Holly interrupted her train of thought. "Sorry Miss, can I go to the toilet?" Holly shyly asked. "Oh erm..." Lucy wasn't really sure what the protocol was with bathroom breaks. Why do you get one and I don't? she thought. "Please Miss, it's quite urgent," Holly sheepishly added. Lucy had noticed that she was struggling to sit still, and could see Holly's need was a lot greater than her own. "Okay, let's go then," Lucy stood up. Standing up made her bladder feel a lot more present, as she adjusted her skirt which had ridden up to a length which would probably frowned upon in a school. Lucy waited outside the toilet, shifting from foot to foot. Being so close to potential relief had made her urge a lot worse, but she knew she just had to hold it for an hour. Holly returned, and the two headed back to the exam room, much to the annoyance of Lucy and her rapidly filling bladder.
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  32. Hallo fellow pantspissinglovers I wondered, since I have some special favorites of scenarios and situations myself I find incredibly sexy for girls to wet themselves, what it is that you thin is hot. What kind of situation would you like to watch or be in with a guy wetting himself. I'd really love to know. For example I have one fantasy of meeting a girl in a club, talking to her, making out with her and then she says she needs to go but doesn't want to interrupt the moment and by the way normally doesn't bother much of going to the toilet and if I'd object if she just wet herself on the spot to seemlessly continue making out. God, I'm horny just thinking about it. Stuff like this. Are there any situations you fantasise about? Please let me know. I'd love to understand "your" side of the story a little better. Love C
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  33. Nature calling

    From the album: Monsters girls need to go

    When you gotta go, you gotta go
    1 point
  34. I loved prettywetgirl when she was on Twitter. This seems to be a collection of all, or most of her videos: https://thisvid.com/videos/sexy-desperation-and-wetting-clips-of-prettywetgirl/
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  35. Hey all, I have some questions for those of you who frequent the fiction section of this site. (I figured it was better to put this in the general discussion section, since it's not actually a story thread.) We've been doing a lot of polls lately and I'm curious to get people's opinions specifically on written fiction content. What criteria do you use to decide which story to read or which title to click? Once you've opened a thread, what makes you decide to keep reading? What causes you to look for something else? Is there anything that is an immediate "nope" for you, that causes you to close a thread you were otherwise enjoying? How long will you give a story a chance when it starts out rather dry (literally and metaphorically?) Is there a topic or niche you'd like to see more of in fiction on here, that doesn't usually get a lot of focus? Is there a topic or cliche that gets a lot of focus that you'd like to see less of? Are you opposed to reading stories that have explicit sexual content? What about stories that have a heavy plot, with omo/wetting content dispersed throughout? How long do you like stories to be? Does the length at all determine whether you'll start a story?
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  36. For me it is when it starts to stinks. This so unsexy for me. The fresh smell is okay but I normally drink lots of water so it does not smell. Drinking pee is also something which I can not find sexy. When my boyfriend peed on me and then i have oralsex with thim this is okay but really drinking it, is never an option for me. I would also not pee outdoors for sexy reasons when there are children or lots of people around. This is just a thing of respect for me. I think thats it. If anything else comes to my mind, i will let you know.
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  37. DDCIV_05.jpg

    From the album: Artworks 2022

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  38. Chapter 26: Ann...? "Uh.... Reya...?" "Yes, Yuri?" "Can I uh... S-Sleep in that bed too...?" "Of course you can! I was hoping you would ask!" Reya slides over to open a spot for Yuri to lay down. Yuri smiles a gentle smile. "Thank you.." Yuri gets into the bed too. She slides close to Reya. Reya comforts her. Those two fall asleep easily. Saria on the other hand had more trouble. All she could think about was that strange device and how she ended up here. She wondered what her mom was thinking. She wondered what her co-workers thought about it. She thought about everything. The tree. The strange creature. The fountain. Yuri, Ann, and of course Reya. Saria really liked them. They were all so nice. After a few hours of restlessness... Saria rolled over, which brought her closer to Ann. She actually felt comfortable... Finally! Maybe she could get some sleep. All of a sudden.... Saria felt her leg grow warm. She thought it was strange considering she's been in the blanket for a while. She feels it spread. She switches to laying down on her back... She felt the warmth hit her butt. She lifted the blanket and saw a small puddle growing around Ann. Ann was wetting the bed! What should Saria do? 1.) Wake Ann up. It'll be sneakier for her to clean up. 2.) Try to fall asleep in it. What can I say? The bed is super comfy on Ann's side. Plus the warmth is nice. 3.) Roll over to the significantly less comfy side of the bed. 4.) Completely leave the bed. It might make Ann sad though.
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  39. My last wetting for today, as I was dared to release a bit and still have a full bladder 6570ca8e-bc77-4dfc-95fc-116a8c6d9423.mp4
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  40. Really soaked myself in the park after work lately. Hmmm, soo goood. You can read the full story here
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  41. 311 downloads

    Sexy sub with cute voice desperately holds her pee while her mistress is forcing her to drink more water and then lets her relieve herself into her panties.
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  42. Hei everyone! My first writing her got so many nice and supporting comments that I decided I had to write more. My first writing was quite serious so I thought this time I would write something maybe not so serious. This happened very recently, last weekend in fact! But I have wet myself so many times playing football that I had lots to choose from but as this was most recent I thought that best. I play football (soccer) almost every week for a local girls team near to where I live. I’m weak and short but but I am fast and I’m quite good player so I usually play at right side of defence. My team is located a short drive from my apartment and each time I play (I don’t play away games) my boyfriend always drives me there and back and sometimes he will stay to watch. What I write now has happened a lot of times. Currently playing football is one of the only times I am likely to have a full accident and fully wet myself, unless I am caught in very bad situation. I have played for this team almost 3 years now. But what I write today is the most recent but is very much similar to every other time. I arrived at where my team plays, it is small place with only the pitch and a small building that acts as changing rooms. My boyfriend drove me there, wished me luck and then left to go do his own thing. I did not need to use changing rooms, I never do I always come dressed in my football clothes and I have boots in my bag. My football clothes are the teams shirt, my own black sports shorts, football boots, sports bra and my own socks. When I play football I wear always the same black panties (don’t know correct word to describe them but they cover my butt, I don’t own or wear thongs) because they’re so comfortable. I left the car and went to join my teammates who were near the pitch. I said hello to them and we talked for a while before the coach gathered us to talk about the match. We were talked about tactics and positions. I was to play my usual place on the right side of defence. The match started well and we took an early lead after our striker managed to run straight through their defence then beat the keeper. I was being kept busy by their left midfielder who tried to beat me lot off times and if I got close she was too strong for me and kept pushing me away. I made a tactic to keep my distance and shadow her and it seemed to work well. She was stronger but slower than me so at a distance I had taken away her biggest advantage. The match had been played for maybe 20-25 minutes when I first wet myself. We were attacking a corner and because I m so short and weak I am always one of the two who is told to stay back and defend. I had been stood doing nothing for quite long time because first there was pushing and shoving in the box and then a dog came running on the pitch. It was then I got very sudden and strong urge to pee and a few seconds later pee was dribbling into my panties. This happens many times when I play football. I think it s because it is the only time I drink sports drinks and they fly straight to my bladder. I think it is usually when I am standing still or doing nothing that I am hit with the urge. I crossed my legs to have a look around to see if my other defending teammate was close by. She wasn’t. So, I squatted down and pretended to tie my shoelaces. Pee poured through my panties and out of my shorts leg holes. I continued to pretend to tie my laces but it was getting to the point that I was peeing so long time that I started to worry I looked stupid so I stood back up and pee continued to run through the leg holes and down my legs and onto my boots and socks. It was actually really big pee and my legs, feet, crotch and bum wear soaked. I shook myself to shake off any remaining drops and then continued to stare at the dog that was still avoiding to be caught. At half time the score was 1-1. We had lost a goal after we had given a foul and they had scored through the free kick. We were all gathered at the side of pitch getting a talk from our coach. We were all listening and drinking sports drinks and water. I was given further instructions to press my opponent harder. I tried to say that she was too strong but she didn’t want to hear it, I was told to get close and not to give her space. The second half started and the game was slow. We were happy passing the ball around our defence and midfield but not making any passes that might be risky and the other team seemed happy to let us do this. After some time the other team got the ball and came at us fast. A long hall was played towards their left midfield so I ran to pointlessly challenge her in the air. She won and then pushed me over as she burst past. I stayed on the floor and we were given free kick for it. The girl who pushed me over said some things when she walked back past me but I’m terrified of confrontation so I ignored her and hid near my much bigger teammate. I don’t know why I do that! It’s so embarrassing! I am actually pathetic if it comes to confrontation. It was now maybe 30-35 minutes into the second half and it was still 1-1. Again the same girl who had pushed me over few times came running at me. I tried to shadow her but I could hear our coach calling me to get close to her which I did. I ran closer and tried to steal the ball. She shielded the hall by turning her back to me and pushing her butt out to get some space. I tried uselessly to get around her to get the ball but she was too good. I took a couple steps backwards and I was taken by surprise when she quickly turned and ran straight at me. I tried to get out of her way but I accidentally made it worse and ended up throwing myself into her. I was thrown hard to the floor and I landed painfully on my right side. I wasn’t hurt but the landing had been painful. I was winded and I struggled little bit to get my breath back. I rolled onto my stomach. The referee blew her whistle and loads of players gathered around me and the other girl, we had both got hurt in the clash. I had teammates patting me on the back asking if I was okay and telling me good job for winning the free kick. I couldn’t roll of my stomach because if I did they would have seen I was wetting myself. When I had landed I had immediately started to pee. It came from nowhere but I started peeing very slightly the moment I bounced of the floor but once started it did not stop I stayed on my stomach hoping my body would hide any evidence that I was wetting myself. Some of my teammates were becoming concerned so I said that I was okay and just catching my breath. That seemed to work and I was given more space to breath. I don’t know how long I was on the floor but it didn’t feel like such long time. I waited few seconds after I had stopped wetting myself to make sure there was no more to come out. I pushed myself to my feet and some pee that had rested in my shorts trickled down my legs. I shook myself again and a few drops did come loose from my underwear and shorts. I composed myself to continue but then I noticed I was being substituted so I made my way off the pitch. I told our coach that I was okay to continue but she said no, she said I had a big impact and that I shouldn’t continued. So I called my boyfriend to pick me up and watched the final minutes of the match at a safe distance from my other teammates. It ended 1-1. My boyfriend arrived short time after the match ended. I got into his car, being careful to keep my wet butt of his seat and on the towel he had already laid down for me. I had just sat down when he made a playful comment about my smell. I probably did smell bad. I was sweaty from the match and soaked in pee. I can’t imagine I was nice to be stuck in car with. But he didn’t complain. He just gently teased me and drove us home. I could write so many of these but they are all basically same. Playing football is the only time I don’t care too much about wetting myself. Maybe because I know the whole game can’t stop just so I can go to the toilet? I don’t know. But I genuinely don’t feel embarrassed about wetting myself playing football and I’m pretty sure my teammate has done same thing in the past. This is why I wear the same panties and shorts every time I play football. They are perfect. My panties are so comfy and don’t give me uncomfort at all even when they are wet and my shorts are light so don’t hold much wetness and their black colour barely shows any wetness. My boyfriend always says if he didn’t know me, smell me in the car or see me in wet underwear when changing for shower he would never know I had wet myself. I think this also gives me confidence to not feel embarrassed. Thank you for reading! I hope you have lovely day!
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  43. Sometimes your art introduces me to a great anime to watch!
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  44. Having living companions is nice, but three other people all sharing the same bathroom means it gets tied up a lot. And it really sucks that Kobayashi, being the only human, is the worst at holding.

    © Onsen Mikan

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  45. DLEE-497

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    DLEE-497 Girlfriend pee in car 1080p, 4Mbps
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  46. At the old tower, Levi and several members of his squad were awaiting further orders. And if in front of everyone Rivay kept a cool expression on his face, then alone with himself all the time he thought about what had happened. If Mikasa tells anyone about this, his authority will end ... rumors spread very quickly. When Reeve was completely lost in thought, there was a knock on the door. It was not a tall blonde with big blue eyes, she looked cute like an angel and it was Christa Lenz. -Corporal ... I wanted to talk ...- Rivai nodded giving permission to continue the conversation. –In general ...– The girl averted her eyes and hesitated a little, apparently it was hard for her to talk about something, maybe she did something bad? -Well...- Krista closed her eyes and, as she exhaled, uttered the words that Levi didn’t want to hear: –MIKASA SAID THAT YOU WET YOUR PANTS ON THE MISSION !!! - An unpleasant silence hung in the room, Krista was waiting for him to say "no" to her, but he was silent, when she looked at him she saw uncertainty and embarrassment ... for the first time she saw his feelings, but she could not even see how his cheeks were turning red imagine, but instantly she understood what Rivai needed right now. The fragile figure of the girl wrapped her arms around the Corporal's body, at first the guy did not understand what had happened, but then he hugged the girl in response and put his head on her head, the girl smiled and stroked Ackerman on the back, feeling his heart pounding. Ymir's offended glance fell on the bed on which Christa and this nasty little thing lay, and how could she even look at a man who pissed in his pants, and even twice ... Mikasa told her the story of Hange when he peed himself out of fear. - Do you want revenge on him? - The Asian woman raised her eyes to Ymir, but on the face of her comrade there was only confidence **** Rivay felt something cold leaned against his temple, he tried to get up, but was tied on his legs and arms, Ackerman stood in front of him, her mach was at his head, Ymir stood at his feet, her one appearance was devilish, her saber was released below, she walked slowly over the corporal's chest and reached the groin ... - Cut everything between your legs ... - Ymir hissed, narrowing his eyes of anger, Ackerman tried to say something, but realized that there was a towel in his mouth ... - Cut, it is unlikely that the short man will have enough strength to resist - Mikasa said coldly, looking into his eyes ... only now did Rivai realize how helpless ... how disgraced ... - Why are Levi trembling? Fearfully? You are a terrible captain with us ... with wet pants - Levi shook his head as if hoping that this gesture of refusal would help ... but no ... Ymir just grinned, but Mikasa was still cold ... Feeling that the saber was starting to rest against his penis, he let out a cry ... as far as he could ... suddenly there was a hiss ... the smell of urine rose, Levi's pants began to darken, he was still trembling cowardly ... The main warrior of mankind ... pissed himself off like a child ... the bed was getting wet, tears flowed from my eyes ... the hiss did not stop going, like the urine from Levi's dick ... - Oh my god ... so it's true ... you pee yourself frightened by two girls? I wonder how much underwear and pants you carry with you on a mission ... did you help Hanji in the experiments? I can imagine how many times you ran to change your pants and hid behind her asking and crying not to tell anyone ... - Ymir laughed at him ... - And they say Petra wet herself on the first mission ... she took an example from you ... - Finished by Mikasa ... - Hah ... okay, let's wipe the coward's dick - Ymir took a napkin, began to carefully remove the pants from the trembling guy ... and then ... - Um ... yes ... the size is not impressive ... - - Look, he's still peeing - - Yes, I see ... ok Levi ... live for now, but don't you dare fuck Christa - Ymir growled - Or look at her at least at the level of her ass or chest ... I'll cut it ... -
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  47. BunnyKisses Commission

    From the album: Ashi and Zest Omorashi Art

    Commission I got from BunnyKisses c:
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