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  1. I've been a long time lurker around here and greatly appreciate everyone's contributions. I recently had someone make a custom video for me and thought I'd share it with you all. received_2367808983367060.mp4
    15 points
  2. Don't watch this video unless you want to see one girl pee in her panties while she is going down on her friend. I got some feedback recently that not everyone wants to see lesbian stuff, and that I should warn people before sharing such content. So, consider yourself warned. You shouldn't watch this video unless you want to see a girl wet herself while orally servicing her friend. vid_1168_promo_omo.mp4 Alisha is busy working when Gabriella tries to distract her with the promise of sex. It works, but Gabriella ends up accidentally peeing in her panties. Alisha has been working all day, and Gabriella wants attention. She tries to use her sexuality to distract Alisha from her work, and is successful. Alisha puts her work away and Gabriella goes down on her. Things progress nicely until Gabriella needs to pee, but intention on finishing the job, ends up having an accident instead of leaving Alisha unsatisfied.
    8 points
  3. So far of all my wettings this has got to be one of my favorites so far. I have wanted to pee in a wedding dress for a while. I just like the thought of looking so pretty in a wedding dress and then just peeing in it and it lived up to expectations. So before I was even dressed I already has to pee A LOT. I go to get dressed. As I’m putting my panties on I feel like I’m gonna leak. As I’m going to put some undergarments on I actually do leak in my panties so before I’m even dressed I’m a bit wet so a good start. I finished getting dressed without leaking anymore. The dress is knee length and the skirt part of it has exactly 8 layers so it’s a pretty poofy dress which I like about it. Probably would have been more fun with a floor length dress but it was still very fun. Under the dress I’m wearing a bra, white panties, light brown high heel shoes and white tights. I wore a white sweater over the dress but left it unbutton because I liked the way it looked like that and I wore a vail with it. It took 10 minutes after getting dressed for the next leak to come which was weird because usually after the first leak I will be constantly leaking. This one leaves about a penny sized wet spot on my tights. After that the leaks started coming much faster the second was small but the third was bigger and now the wet spot went down to almost my knees. Then after the fourth it was at my ankles. I was almost at the point where it started to pool in my shoes. A few leaks later and the pee just started to reach my shoes. There had been a lot of leaks by now so I lost count but by about the tenth one I had a 5 minute break between the next leak because a lot came out on the tenth one. I went into the mirror to look at myself because I knew I could hold it after letting a big leak out. I looked so pretty in the wedding dress and the giant wet spot going all the way down to my shoes just made me look even prettier. I’ve dressed up in wedding dresses many times before this but I’ve never peed in it before now so this was a fun new experience. A few minutes after that the next leak hit me. It was another one of the smaller leaks and by know my tights where so wet that it didn’t make the wet spot any bigger. I had about 5 more small leaks before I couldn’t hold any longer and it all started to come out. My tights where already soaked and they became even wetter. The pee started to pool in my shoes. It was just such a great feeling to let it all come out especially in such a pretty outfit. It took about a minute for me to let it all go. My tights were completely soaked now. Every time I took a step there was a splash from the pee in my shoes. My dress actually stayed pretty dry but the inner layer was a bit wet. I went to go look in the mirror and the wet spot was a bit bigger before. It looked so pretty to see such a big wet spot on my tights in my wedding dress. I just stayed dressed like that for a bit because it felt so good to be wet in my tights and shoes and the dress was super pretty and comfortable. It was a very fun wetting to say the least, I would definitely recommend wetting in a wedding dress to anyone who wants to do it.
    7 points
  4. Part of me wants to make a photo collage of all the support requests we get when I go to a party or stay over a friends house, or literally anything that isn't sit here, and the tides of people come in wondering why their posts weren't approved Guys. Guys I do it manually. GUYS I HAVE A LIFE GUYS HAVE MERC--
    7 points
  5. Here's a commission I had done by Pola Pola Bianda. They did a great job and I'd highly recommend them. The scenario is an SCP escaping containment. This particular anomaly likes to humiliate and embarrass its victims. It does this to one woman by lifting her up by her underwear, placing her in a brutal hanging wedgie, restraining her hands, and scaring her into wetting her jeans!
    6 points
  6. Here is the link to the first video I've ever made with my girlfriend. Let me know what you think, any requests, and if you want to see more! Follow me to stay updated on new content 💕🥰 https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph62d97aa16a635
    5 points
  7. So this happened a few times between me and a non-blood related cousin I met after my aunt remarried.. Lets call him Damon. We met in high school after his dad married my aunt and we see each other at family gatherings. As the only “big kids” (17 when we met, 18 when anything happened, both in our early 20s now), we usually had a lot of alone time playing video games and watching movies in the household basement during big long family get togethers. One time we played truth or dare that got a little out of hand… I showed him my tits, he showed me his dick, though we didn’t touch each other or anything. I’m actually a lesbian, but I was so bored, and seeing Damon was at least exciting. Anyways, we were gaming for a while and he said he had to piss, so I joking dared him to piss his pants. I thought he was trying to gross me out or something when he actually did. He said “fine” like it was nothing, didn’t even pause the game, just pissed right through his pants while we sat on the floor together. It was so hot seeing a boy piss his pants which I’d never seen before, but I laughed it off and called him crazy. He told me I was too chicken to do it too, so… I peed myself also. I was in a skirt, so I just lifted it and peed in my panties. We’ve done this a few times in the past years… we see each other rarely, but if we’re by ourselves and have to pee, we just piss our pants and dare the other one to do the same like an inside joke. I’ve also showed him my tits and pussy a couple times on a dare and seen him piss with his dick out a few times. Sorry if this is too fucked up to share but we’re basically just friends and it’s some of the only irl omo experience I’ve had… Hope you guys found this enjoyable !
    4 points
  8. SL-413

    1,809 downloads

    Emergency situation! Schoolgirls need to pee in various place
    Free
    4 points
  9. Leaving a restaurant meeting with a few of my girlfriends and completely did not realize the state of my bladder until I got in my car and texted a couple people back. I have a 20 minute drive home. We closed the restaurant down and I had 4 sweet teas. My bladder hurts!!! I’m a 8/10 and leaving now. I’m wearing a t shirt, skinny ripper jeans and converse shoes. Think I can make it?! 27 year old female with a decent sized bladder.
    4 points
  10. So you just put on your wedding dress and peed in it without even beeing on your own wedding? I just like the thinking of, after the long wedding day, when my future husband and i go to our room, right before getting undressed. This would for me be the perfect "peeing in a wedding dress" moment. So my future husband can enjoy it and so i will. And then have great sex. But probably we will be to tired to do all this on our wedding night. 🤭
    4 points
  11. Well I got a whopping 3 minutes from my house and peed myself in my new car. I’m mad but holy shit was that orgasmic as hell!!!!! That was so exciting but I can’t believe I did that!!! thank god I had a towel in the back seat I could grab to sit on!!!
    4 points
  12. Latest comic in the '5 Bursting Students' series, now posted in my gallery - bustin2pee's artwork. Enjoy...
    4 points
  13. Background: Molly and Steph are recent college grads and have been best friends since elementary school. While other girls were more focused on fashion, dolls, and the like Molly and Steph were more interested in comic books and video games which leads to their celebratory college graduation trip to San Diego for Comic Con. They live in Charleston, SC and because Steph is deathly afraid of planes, they have decided on renting a car and driving cross country. Now for the story. Ch. 1 “Alright, I have something here for you and you’re not going to like it.” Molly said as she sat a shopping bag on Steph’s bed. The two were leaving for their trip bright and early the next morning so it made more sense to stay in the same apartment the night before. “Oh! You got me a present?! Why wouldn’t I like…” Steph trailed off as Molly pulled a pack of diapers from the shopping bag and sat it on the bed, discarding the shopping bag. “What on Earth are those for?” “Steph, our last road trip was to Pittsburgh and your peanut sized bladder added more than an hour to our trip. We don’t have time for all the stops you’re going to want to make on this cross country tour and I don’t think you can hold it between gas stops.” “I feel like that’s a pretty extreme exaggeration. I’ll be fine without those, thank you.” “Suit yourself. Just know that I’m only stopping for gas so if you pee your pants, that’s on you.” “What about the car? Making me pee myself will ruin it.” “The insurance covers it. I’ve triple checked and read about it online.” Molly replied matter-of-factly “Whatever. I can hold it.” Steph said, quietly, almost to herself. Molly conceded and put the pack of diapers next to their bags and the two went to bed. The following morning was uneventful. Molly and Steph both dressed for comfort for their exceptionally long trip, opting for yoga pants and tennis shoes with comfortable tshirts. The pair had loaded up their bags including the pack of diapers despite Steph’s vehement objections. Before setting out, Molly reminded Steph that the first stop was going to be Atlanta, which is about 5 hours away. Molly could tell by the intense glare from Steph that she was starting to get truly agitated so she backed off. She thought maybe Steph could hold it the whole way. A thought that was dismissed two hours into the trip when she noticed Steph subtly fidgeting in the passenger seat. Molly couldn’t help herself, her words drenched in smugness she asked: “You have to pee, don’t you?” “A little, but I’ll be fine. How much further until we stop?” “We’re almost halfway now. Alternatively, you could just put on one of the diapers and save yourself some discomfort.” “I’m not going to change on the interstate! What if someone sees?” “I assure you you’ll never see any of these people again. And I’d wager it will be less embarrassing than walking into a gas station with wet pants.” Steph grumbled something rude inaudibly and Molly dropped the subject again. Two hours later, Steph was sitting on her heel and not talking. At this point she didn’t know how much stopping would help as she wasn’t certain she could move without losing control entirely. She had been counting down the miles and knew she was still fifty miles from the exit Molly had planned for them to take. Her bladder nearly full to the point of bursting. Realizing this, she came to the conclusion that she was not going to make it to their first stop. This left her with two options: pee in the seat or try and grab one of the diapers from the back seat. Accepting that her friend’s logic was sound in that briefly being seen changing on the interstate would be far less embarrassing than walking into a gas station in obviously urine soaked pants, she decided to go for the diapers. She waited for a wave of pressure to die down then unbuckled her seatbelt and made her move. “Watcha dooooooin’?” Molly chimed, her voice absolutely dripping with self satisfaction. Steph was too focused on her goal to respond. Also, she didn’t want to give Molly the satisfaction. As she grabbed the package in the back seat, something about the idea of relief being so near caused her bladder to hit her with even more urgency. She was fidgeting more than ever now and leaking a small amount every few seconds. Before sitting completely she carefully and painstakingly removed her pants trying not to completely lose control, leaving her already damp panties on. As quickly as she could, she ripped open the pack of pull-ups, took one from inside, unfolded it and pulled it on over her underwear. She was sure at this point the seat underneath her was more than a little wet but she didn’t care as she finally began relieving herself into the diaper. She felt her pee hitting her panties, saturating them further before moving into the blessed, absorbent material of the diaper. Warmth spread and enveloped her as the material expanded to accommodate her forceful release. She peed for what seemed like minutes before the stream finally stopped and she sat back feeling the most relieved she had ever felt in her life. The seat was a little damp below her, but after checking for leaks it seems as though the diaper held. “Feel better?” “Shut up.” “I told you you wouldn’t make it.” “I hate you so much right now.” Steph was trying not to be grossed out by the fact that she was sitting in her own urine and instead focused on how it felt. It was so warm and soft she actually found herself kind of enjoying the sensation. Realizing she shouldn’t be doing that either she tried focusing on anything else. She was a little mad at Molly so she didn’t want to talk, either, which left her with nothing that would prevent her from circling back to how amazing it felt to just let go in her seat. Still disgusted, but not enough to stop thinking about it. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! This is my first time with this kind of writing and I'm admittedly a little nervous to put it out there. I have a few more chapters written and several more thought out so hopefully this goes over well and I can share them with you.
    3 points
  14. Omo in a way you you've never seen it before. Taking requests. InShot_20220724_235639626.mp4 InShot_20220725_002119268.mp4 InShot_20220725_005630153.mp4
    3 points
  15. As a girl, who likes man: I like when a man is a real man. Not too skinny, not too much muscles. Just the good cuddling body type. He should be able to hold me and give me the safeness i need sometimes after a long stressful day. 😍 Hope you get what i mean. 😅
    3 points
  16. Not much to see here, but noteworthy all the same. Lately, my go-to form of idle entertainment has been YouTube videos of people getting scared. At the very beginning of this newly-posted video, the "bushman" lunges at a group of young people, and after a moment one of the girls reaches between her legs and starts yelling, "I've wet myself!" It's brief, with no visual evidence that I could see, but I find it very cute.
    3 points
  17. Suffering through a heat wave, so what better place to go to than the spa and sauna … Poor planning on my part, I’ll admit that much. I don’t post here often, as not much interesting ever happens to me. But it turned out to be a lot of fun regardless of the heat. Or maybe because of the heat. We’ll get to that. A bit of an introduction to set the scene. An unnamed colleague and I went to one of the larger spas in the country. She’s recently single and when over lunch I mentioned going to the sauna (as I sometimes do), she asked if I objected to her joining me. I actually prefer going alone, since being naked around friends (and certainly colleagues!) isn’t really my thing. But I also know she’s going through a bit of a rough period, and thought it might be what she needed to get her mind off of things. She’s always very friendly to me, and we’ve been working together for about a year now, so it felt like the right thing to do. Anyway, a spa is the perfect place for some omo fun since you’re drinking A LOT, you’re VERY naked, and usually around other people. Hiding your desperation is more difficult and more important than anywhere else. But with my colleague joining me, I had originally given up on any omo fun. Instead, I just wanted to make it a nice day for her – I could always go back alone another day. So come Saturday morning, I packed some essentials for us both (towels, flip-flops, robes, some refillable water bottles) and went to pick her up. I had never been to her place, so she made us tea while giving me a quick tour. To minimise the risk of running into anyone I know, I always opt for a spa at a reasonable distance from where I live. Which meant about an hour’s worth of driving. Luckily, traffic was light, and we arrived a bit early. We booked the full experience: massage, lunch, group sessions, sauna, dinner, drinks. And because of the heat, it was surprisingly quiet when we arrived. Most people probably opted for the beach instead. We went to change upstairs, which is probably the most awkward part of the day. You have to undress in front of someone who has never seen you naked, and even knowing what sort of underwear someone prefers is more private than what you normally share. We giggled a bit, pretended to look away whilst the other one undressed, and eventually we were both naked. By now, the tea from earlier was causing my bladder some discomfort, so I excused myself and quickly went to the toilets. The awkwardness of being naked went away after a few minutes, and because we were a bit early, we had some time to kill before our massages. We decided to try out some different saunas and then went for a coffee in the bar downstairs. By now we had been there for an hour or so and drank at least one bottle of water each. I was not yet really paying attention to how much she was drinking, so it might have been more. I could feel the need to pee, but it was enjoyable, so I decided not to go just yet. We had an amazing massage, which was super relaxing. It was also pressing on my bladder a lot. It was around this time I realised my colleague had not yet gone to the toilet. Including the tea we had at her place, the coffee in the bar, and the bottle of water, she had drank quite a bit already. Interesting. The massage ended, we were given some cucumber water, I quickly went for a pee, and then went to sit in the shade for a while. The massage made us so relaxed or lazy (or both), that we ended up staying there for 30 minutes, missing one of the group sessions we had planned on participating in. We didn’t care very much, so opted to try out one of the other saunas. When we got out of the sauna, we took a quick outdoor shower to get ready to go into the pool, which we were both really looking forward to as we both enjoy swimming. Even though it was warm outside, being naked under cold water just made it too much for me, and I told my colleague I’d be back in a bit. I went to the toilet, refilled our water bottles, and joined her in the pool a couple of minutes later. She asked for her water bottle and I commented something along the lines of “you really drink a lot, do you want some ...”, but before I could finish my sentence she countered “yes, and you go pee frequently”. Despite my kink, I am pee shy, so I was not sure how to process her commenting on how often I pee. I also didn't mean anything with my comment. I just wanted to ask if she wants something else besides just plain water. But I also recognised I might not get another opportunity to bring up the topic again, so I took my chance and hesitantly congratulated her on having a much larger bladder. I tried to sell it as a bit of a joke, just to be on the safe side. This is not verbatim, but it’s as close to what she said as I can get: Me: “Well, you’re just lucky your bladder is much bigger. You win that one”. Her: “Why do you think that?” Me: “Because, like you said, I already went to pee a few times and we’ve only been here a short while.” Her: “So did I, I just did not tell you.” Me: “Ow, sorry, I didn’t see you go to the toilets. I didn’t mean anything with it.” Her: “I didn’t.” Me: “Not sure I follow…" Her: “Well, I took a shower a couple of times after we went into the saunas, and I’m in water right now.” By now I figured what she meant. And it was the hottest thing to hear. I had a ‘growing’ interest, but we were still naked, and I had to hide it. Me: “But I was right there with you in the shower.” Her: “Relax, it’s clean. I’m sure everyone does it.” Me: “I didn’t.” Her: “I didn’t stop you from doing it.” She said it in such a joking fashion that I don’t think she has a pee kink. She just thinks it’s normal to pee in the shower. And rightly so. Just didn’t think she’d be bold enough to do it in a public shower. We still had quite some time left at the spa, so I decided to pay a lot closer attention to her for the rest of the day. We had a lot of fun, tried all the different saunas, and had a lovely lunch – and again a lot of water. It was now a bit of a running joke that after some time in the sauna she’d announce to me, she had to go take a shower and wink. I always went with her, but obviously couldn’t stare at her to see if I could see her peeing. But just knowing that she was standing right next to me, emptying her bladder, was such a turn on. Luckily, the cold water did a good job of hiding my excitement. After a couple of hours, I got a bit more daring and decided to also pee in the shower. I made sure to make the stream look like it was just shower water, and peeing there, in the shower, surrounded by multiple other people, was one of the hottest things I’ve ever done. I think my colleague did notice, as she started to laugh. My shyness kicked in, and the flow stopped immediately. We made the most of our time at the spa, tried as many of the saunas as safely possible, and had a great dinner to end the day. It turned out a day at the spa with a colleague was a lot more fun than I anticipated. She’s a super fun girl, and if I were 5 years younger, I might ask her out on a date.
    3 points
  18. Women like to go in groups. It's a social thing. They also take longer, so the lines are always longer. Specific to the beach, it may be that men have less inhibitions about letting loose in their bathing suits out in the water than women. They might make an attempt to go to the bathroom, but if they don't want to wait, they can always go in the ocean. That's my theory at least.
    3 points
  19. A big one for me would be long distance public transit, like a train or plane for example. Being forces to sit in your own urine while people ask you if you are okay as you desperately try to cover the wet spot in your pants without drawing attention to it. Pretty damn embarrassing if you ask me.
    3 points
  20. Hey yall, im now open to FREE requests for Omo content done in 3D blender, Here are some my works! Just comment below what you'd like to see and ill get to you asap! Im open to anything Omo/pee related as long as it fits the guidelines! If you have a specific character model in mind make sure to include it as well (From Smutbase)! If you wanna see more of my art check out my twitter @FranticM84
    2 points
  21. I'm editing sprites from games to turn them into omo, I did some of Wargroove sprites a while ago but I'm gonna do some more. Feel free to give me some suggestions. I did Selicy from One Step From Eden, and I might do hazel but other than that I have no clue who to do.
    2 points
  22. 1,958 downloads

    A desperate woman in the backseat of a car has to resort to pissing into a plastic bag or some sort of container before it is too late. Screenshots are in order of the files Enjoy
    Free
    2 points
  23. Version 1.0.0

    1,121 downloads

    i gotchu
    Free
    2 points
  24. I discovered mine when I saw squirting, there was just something about it, and from there omo and watersports was just a natural evolution, but I'm curious how all of you discovered your taboo pleasures.
    2 points
  25. Pictures of astronaut diapers, female astronauts wearing diapers, and quotes about wearing/using a diaper.
    2 points
  26. While wearing a tabbed diaper, Gabriella gets tickled by Alisha until she pees in this cute and playful wetting video. Gabriella is relaxing in her diaper when Alisha sneaks up behind her and launches a surprise tickle attack. Being extremely ticklish, Gabriella fights to get away, but Alisha’s tickles prove to be too much, causing Gabriella to pee in her diaper.
    2 points
  27. So... I've had this video (possibly downloaded from here) where a Japanese waitress takes order from a hesitant male patron, she's wearing a black skirt with black loafers. The patron peruses the menu while she asks repeatedly whether he's ready to order or not. Passing her limit, she leaks while holding her order book. Only after she finishes her leak that the patron finally decided on what to order, she takes the order and walks away. I lost this video when I switched to a new computer, so if anyone has clues as to what this video is or even where to download it, it would be much appreciated. Thanks in advance.
    2 points
  28. so I hadn't gotten very high in a while. I ended up getting extremely high, first enjoying it, then to the point I was horribly overwhelmed. I've only had one other accident, and it was planned to be in a diaper. I'd never involuntarily wet besides that, and well, the fact that I got high. Not sure if I should be embarrassed or glad that I got the experience. So basically I used to do edibles before a move. I tried a CBD shop to get Delta 8. They said try 2 gummies but I used to take double that amount in my edibles. Well... I did 3. Ended up tripping basically. Bladder started feeling like it was pulsing. Went from nonconcerned to just about to relax enough to pee. Got up, convinced I had control, to grab some things to make a makeshift diaper. Well. In the bathroom, bending over to grab something, it all just started coming out. A spurt, tried to stop. It was like it just pushed it out more. I had just let go. Ended up on my knees, just overwhelmed with the feeling down there and in my brain, pissing. It felt like it was just coming out and out in waves, like the beach. It grew, stretched to my toes. Ended with a puddle spanning half of my bathroom floor. I'm concerned cause getting high had never done this for me but it made me feel really good, although embarrassed. Not sure how I should feel?
    2 points
  29. So this is a true story that happened a few years ago. I've never written anything but don't see many stories like this and thought everyone would enjoy. I accidentally posted this in the live action section so I'm just reposting in the experiences. At the time I was dating this girl, we'll call her Sophie for the sake of privacy. She was around 5 foot 7, medium build, dark curly hair, big breasts, amazing body, and overall was absolutely stunning. She would have been 19/20 at the time. A year or so before this, I had confided in her about my fetish and did treat me to a show from time to time but I think this was half on purpose and half an accident. We decided that we would go to Thorpe Park for the day. She dressed in black jeans and a crop top and we headed out. Once we were there we went on a few rides and then decided to go for something to eat and had a couple of beers in the process. We got a little tipsy and went on another ride and decided we would go for another couple of beers. We got chatting to some people and had some Jaeger bombs and by this point we were getting a little drunk. We then decided we should head to the Saw ride. We started queuing and were about 45 or so minutes from the front when the ride stopped working, they announced this but said the ride should be back up shortly. We waited 10 minutes and this was the first time she let me know that she actually had to pee. I said that we'd been waiting a while and it would be a shame to leave as the park was approaching closing time and we wouldn't get to go on the ride if we left. She agreed and said that she'd just hold it. The ride got back up and running and we slowly started making our way to the front of the queue. Now being young, in love and drunk, we were being pretty touchy with each other, hugging, kissing a bit etc and I was getting pretty turned on knowing of her situation but given where we were knew that nothing would happen. Or so I thought. She suddenly whispered to me "baby, I'm getting really desperate I don't know how much I can hold it", trying to keep her situation quiet. I offered her the chance to go, but she said she didn't want to lose our place in the queue. I think she had noticed it was turning me on. She had started to cross her legs when we were standing and bouncing on the spot a little. About 20 minutes from the front she said, "fuck babe, I really don't know if I can hold it", I said again that we should go and she said no it's fine, we were both pretty drunk so maybe she thought it'd be fine, but all the beer and shots were clearly catching up with her. After a while she started swearing under her breath "fuck, fuck, fuck" and I was getting really flustered by the whole thing. She then suddenly grabbed my arm hard and looked at me a bit panicked and said "it's coming out". My ears didn't believe what I heard so I asked what she meant? "I'm peeing". I looked down and my eyes widened. This stunning girl was wetting her jeans in the line! It ran all the way down her legs and she kept saying "I can't stop it", before she eventually managed to gain control. She looked down to check the damage and said "shit... well thank fuck I'm wearing black jeans I guess, is the back bad?" and turned around for me to show me it spread up her ass and down both legs. I said "Don't worry you can see but it's not too bad, unless you were looking at it I don't think you'd notice", it was dark by this point so that and the black jeans covered it somewhat okay, but had someone checked her ass out, which people certainly would given how attractive this girl was, then they definitely would have noticed. She then said to me, "you must be loving this, I just wet myself in the most public place possible.." I couldn't deny my enjoyment and she gave me a devilish smile. She seemed embarrassed but I think that the alcohol had given her some dutch courage because I again asked if she wanted to leave and she said "Hell no, I've just pissed myself to get on this ride, we're gonna ride it!" We both laughed, got to the front, and rode the ride. Afterwards, the park was closing so we started to walk back to the bus. I gave her my hoodie to wrap around her waist and cover some of the damage. Once we got to the bus, there was a queue to get on and after queuing for 10 minutes she said again, "fuck I don't know why I didn't go to the toilet before we left I still really have to go" and was really moving around a lot. I said not to worry as we were almost at the front and it was only a 15 minute journey to the train station. We got on the bus and she put her head on my shoulder. I put my hand on her thigh and noticed how wet she really was. Once we arrived at the train station she jumped out and said "okay I need to find a bathroom now!" so we went into the station and she went off to the toilets, but when she got there, she went to walk in and.. the door was locked. She came up to me and told me the situation. "Don't worry babe, the train's going to be here in a couple of seconds you can go when we get on. Now the train arrived and to her horror she noticed it was one of the trains which doesn't have bathrooms on board.. which was insane because it was a 2 hour train journey. She looked at me and said "there's no way I'm going to make it 2 hours!" I really felt for her at this moment because the poor girl had already wet herself in front of hundreds of people so I said "look, sweetheart, you've already wet yourself, before we get on the train just let yourself go and I'll stand in front of you so people don't see." She looked at me and said "I guess you're right" and immediately started rewetting herself, this time on the platform of a train station! She must have peed for a minute or so and by the time she was done she was absolutely soaked. We climbed on the train and headed home. Once we got off we walked back to our place. When we arrived at our door she looked at me and said "Well you must have had fun today!" I replied "I know that must of been embarrassing but I can't tell you how horny I am right now" She laughed. Looked at me in the eyes with a devilish look she gave and said "well seeing as I'm already wet..." she took my hand, place it on her pussy and began to wet herself for the third time that day. We kissed passionately, she let me take a photo of her and then we headed inside and had some of the best sex we had in our whole relationship. It was insane. I would love to share the photo but as I said, this is an ex of mine who I'm no longer in contact with, so I wouldn't be able to get permission to post it. Hope you've enjoyed the story though :). I have loads more.
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  30. Marissa winced a bit as she stood up from the table and pushed in her chair. She had been feeling a slight need to pee for the last half hour, but standing had suddenly made her aware of just how full she was. It made sense, she hadn’t gone since she had left work nearly 2 hours ago and had since drank 2 pints of beer and a large glass of water with dinner. She glanced around the restaurant but didn’t see any obvious signs of a bathroom, surely it must be back past the- “Ready to go?” Marc asked -“Yep” she responded after just the slightest moment of hesitation. Under normal circumstances, Marissa would have definitely made the effort to go find the bathroom, even though it was just a brief journey back to her apartment, the idea of sitting in a car with this full of a bladder wasn’t exactly appealing, but the service had been a lot slower than they expected and they were now pressed for time. Plus, she had just recently started seeing Marc and while she certainly felt comfortable telling him that she needed to go to the bathroom, making him wait around the restaurant for her when they had already stood up felt a bit awkward. Walking out of the restaurant, Marissa glanced at the time on her phone, 6:35. She ran through the plan in her head. Marc would drive her back to her apartment, which would take about 10 minutes, they would run in and grab the duffle bag that she had packed this morning… super quick stop at the bathroom… then Marc would take her to the train station and drop her off, which would take about another 10 minutes. Sitting down in the car, she pulled up the train schedule she had look at earlier. She needed to catch the 7pm train. That would get her to her destination by about 7:25, where her childhood best friend Martia would be waiting for her. They were then to meet with their other friends at Jen’s house, where they would all head to the movie theater together for a nice relaxed girls night before heading back to Jen’s for some wine and a sleepover just like they had a million times as kids. Looking back up, Marissa felt a pang of anxiety as they hadn’t even made it out of the parking lot yet. She checked the time again, she really needed to catch the 7pm train as the next one wasn’t until 8. Finally on the road, the conversation was minimal as Marc focused on getting Marissa to the station on time. She smiled a bit as she noticed the look of determination and genuine concern for her on his face. He was really shaping up to be a keeper. Exhaling slightly Marissa turned back to look out the window and her bladder came back to the front of her mind. She really needed to pee now. There was no avoiding it, she would absolutely have to take 2 minutes to pee when they stopped at home. It was worth the risk, as it would be her last chance for likely an hour and she had consumed quite a lot of fluids. 5 minutes from home and Marissa could hardly tell what was bothering her more, the anxiety about missing her train or the pressure in her bladder. She crossed her legs tightly and leaned back, 15 minutes from and now she would be relieved and able to relax on the train. Just 15 minutes. Pulling up to her apartment Marissa glanced at the time once more, 6:43, it was going to be tight but they should have plenty of time. Pee. Bag. Train station. She had her keys ready in hand. “All I need to do is grab my bag and then I really have to go to the bathroom, I’ll be two minutes and we're back on the road” she relayed to Marc as they entered her apartment, Marc taking a seat on the couch as Marissa dashed toward the back hallway. Reaching the bathroom door, Marissa swore under her breath. The door was closed and the shower was running, her roommate. To make matters even worse, she could hear the conversation behind the door, her roommate’s boyfriend was in there too. Marissa had told her roomie she would be gone for the night and she had invited her boyfriend over and now they were showering together. Marissa crossed her legs tightly and racked her brain. Under normal circumstances, she would just rush in and pee, but with the boyfriend there, it was just impossible. She checked the time, 6:47. Even if she knocked and made them get out, it would take entirely too much time. As if sensing how close she was, her bladder surged and she felt her pee rush right to the edge of peehole. She pressed her legs together and even harder and even though it felt childish, gave herself the lightest of squeezes over her jeans, just to get things back under control. 6:48. She was in an impossible situation, make her train or pee. As the surge retreated, she felt a renewed confidence. She had always had a good bladder, surviving many bursting situations without ever losing a drop. Always maintaining her dignity while her friends or siblings were loudly complaining about how badly they needed to go or dancing all around. The urge she had just felt was just how it always was when she came home needing to go bad. She had it under control and while she would be miserable, having to deal with a full bladder on a train ride was better than ruining her whole night for a dumb pee. She quickly grabbed her bag from her bedroom and re appeared up front, where Marc immediately stood up. “That was quick, did you go to the bathroom already?” he inquired. “Kelsey and her boyfriend are in there showing - it’s fine, I’ll just go when I get to Jen’s” Part 2 coming soon
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  31. I especially liked Reagan for selling crack in the inner cities to fund terrorism, along with everything else he did to try and end the LGBT menace before they started by no-selling aids as a fairy tale because The Throat Goat told him to. I believe that was the day Ronald Reagan INVENTED bootstraps, and by God almighty did he pull them like medical funding. Sorry what does absolutely any of this childish hullabaloo have to do with TVGuy's initial post? I remember not INSTANTLY nuking this thread when he posted it, because thank god the man is an actually intelligent human being and brought up some fantastic points of thought, and I wanted to see where it went. It was actually non-inflammatory and education based. I come back here now and its just a 2016 election thread all over again. Need I remind you all, that thread used to be a thing and several people got banned. Hint hint. At least one of you is simultaneously fueling the fire and getting baited. PERHAPS ya'll should get back on track.
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  32. I'm gonna see if she's willing to make more but she did say she liked the warmth
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  34. bigot bĭg′ət noun One who is strongly partial to one's own group, religion, race, or politics and is intolerant of those who differ.
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  35. I am sorry for this. But i am sure you will find a wonderful person that matches with your omo spirit. And maybe you can find some people here on the forum to make some contact with 🙂
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  36. I’d love to see a woman wet her wedding dress!
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    IPTD-407-01 - While on her way to the bathroom a desperate nurse is stopped by a doctor who just wants to talk. Unable to hold it any longer she wets herself infront of him. IPTD-407-02 - While performing a song to entertain the patients the woman wets herself. IPTD-407-03 - While treating a few patients the nurse badly need to pee. The patients notice her squirming and offer her a beaker to pee in. Screenshots are in order of the files The Uncut file has everything above plus sex Enjoy
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  39. View File IamLittleKathy - Massive pissing in bed in white boyshort underwear Source: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph62c705aa1f0ac Length: 4:36 Note: Some annoying background noises. Probably best without headphones, or low/no audio. Submitter Reeve Submitted 07/23/2022 Category Female  
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  40. Here's another woman at a job where she doesn't get to pee for 6 1/2 hours and has to be on TV beside! I posted this in the other thread but I thought it was relevant to here as well. I feel like such a bitch for enjoying the fact that she doesn't get to pee all day when I probably should be sympathetic. But I had better shut up if I enjoy this clip too much and thoughts of her being desperate all day too much next thing I know I'll find karma decrees I have her job.
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  41. @Angusburger "I sat right across from i think the only restroom at the beach and I noticed whenever a line started building up at the men's restroom men would just leave and not wait in line so at most there was only ever a few men out the door and men tended to leave more space in the line. The womens restroom just had girls non stop waiting in line causing a line up to build up and only when it was super long did girls start holding it and not wait in line. Why is there such a difference? Could womens restroom line be solved if women also stopped lining up after a few people like the mens room? Also I did notice some women were crossing their leg or moving around a bit but no obvious pee dance" As I've been saying in my other thread about women being more patient waiting for the bathroom, women are just condition to be polite and to be patient and to hold it in whereas men tend to be more impatient. A man sees a line and he quickly becomes frustrated and moves on and usually find some other place to relieve himself seeing as it's usually easy for men to make other arrangements. When it comes to the bathroom line ladies room line is always going to be much longer and there is no avoiding that, and women have fewer options other than to wait for the bathroom. So I think when when women see a bathroom line we tend to not expect or to assume that there's going to be some other place where we can relieve ourselves in a short time. Women however know that wherever they go there is likely to be a line so they are more inclined to wait at the first line they come across. I guess we are just used to, guys are not. And then sometimes the line becomes impossibly long and you eventually get frustrated and give up and just consider holding it short of an emergency. There is sometimes optimism in this is you feel maybe if you come back later the line will be shorter, although in all honesty I can say from experience that it's usually not the case. A ladies room is almost always in continuous use, and if you find a line out the door and decide to come back later you're probably going to find a line just as big as the original if not longer, so if you really want to go to the bathroom you are best inclined to just start waiting with the first line you see as it will save you time later. But again sometimes the line is so frustratingly long you just give up and you hold it even if it's uncomfortable and inconvenient. At the beach though in a wet swimsuit I had no issues just peeing in the ocean! Maybe this would make for a good poll actually.
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  42. Wetting someone else's bed would be mine. I was always terrified it would happen during my accident prone days and it still always in the back of my mind. Just the thought of how you go about telling them and then having to deal with it is potentially the most embarrassing thing i could think to have happen.
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  43. It's not fucked up that's for sure... It's this guy straight?. If u r lesbian... Do you wonder why u felt hot when he pissed?
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  44. 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.
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  45. Walking to the store, Alisha ends up peeing her pants in public when she can’t hold it any longer. Alisha and Gabriella are walking to the store together when Alisha needs to pee, so Gabriella decides to start recording. Alisha is extremely desperate, but there is no where for to hide and relieve herself. She frantically searches for some place to pee, but ultimately can’t hold on and ends up wetting herself in public.
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  46. From the album: Munio 2022

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  47. @DesperateJill Yes haha. The worst is when I also have to pee which would turn me on regardless, and when there's a pretty attractive guy sitting beside me feeling the same way my brain just starts thinking about all the muscles that he must be using to store that urine and it turns me on more, but I just try to pretend like its just another day on the job "nothing weird going on here" 😆. It almost reminds me of when I was in grade school, and boys were allowed to wear essentially whatever they wanted but girls had all these weird restrictions on shirts, bras, and shorts with the concern that it might be distracting I guess. Well... with the same logic it should be illegal for people to say they are holding their pee because I find that extremely "distracting" hahaha. I'm joking of course, but to some extent feel like I am a minority with a disability that society hasn't responded to yet
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  48. This story is a commission. It involves a couple of seniors with an aversion to using public bathrooms getting stuck needing to pee on a field trip. I hope you all enjoy! The Senior Trip The sweltering summer heat beat down on the small school parking lot as Taylor stepped out of her car, shielding her eyes from the sun with her hand as she scanned the group of students for her friend. As she searched, she swept her dark brown hair over her shoulders and reached down to adjust the hem of her tight denim skirt. She also wore a thin white tank top which barely hid the vibrant orange bikini top she had on underneath. Ordinarily such attire would be inappropriate for a school outing, but she had graduated already, so this was barely even a high school trip anymore. She spotted a slim girl with dirty blonde hair and smiled before making her way over to her. Her friend was wearing a light blue t-shirt that was tied to reveal her midriff, with a black pleated skirt that stopped halfway down her thighs. “Hey Nicole! How’s it hanging?” Taylor called out as she came up to her. Nicole smiled, “Taylor! Thank god you’re here. It’s so goddamn hot out, and I was super bored.” “Oh yeah, it’s brutal today. Good thing we’re going to a water park!” Technically it was an aquarium, but that was a distinction neither Taylor or any of the other students seemed to care about. It was the famous after-graduation trip to the Ocean and Sealife Center that all seniors could opt into. Unlike most field trips, the school paid for entry and transportation, but the trip was largely unchaperoned. Ostensibly it was supposed to be an educational look at marine biology, ecology, and other scientific studies, but all seniors saw it as a giant post-graduation celebration at the coolest water park in the state. “Yeah, but the least they can do is let us on the buses early,” Nicole complained, fanning her face with her hand dramatically, “Like, I get we gotta wait for everyone to get here or whatever, but can’t we at least sit down?” Taylor looked over at the two large charter buses the school got specifically for the trip. It was a two and a half hour drive out of the city and closer to the coast where the center was situated, so she wasn’t surprised they splurged for the trip. Imagining a ride that long on a standard yellow school bus sounded like a nightmare. “Imagine how nice it’ll be to get to sit down in that AC,” Taylor spoke, gazing longingly through the windows of one of the buses. “Oh yeah, is the AC in your Camry still busted?” Nicole asked. “Yeah. I had the windows down, but I was dying on the way here. Oh!” Taylor reached into the large bag slung over her shoulder and pulled out an ice cold water bottle. “Want some water? I brought some for both of us. Of course, I chugged half of mine on the way here.” Nicole reached into her own bag and held up a tumbler filled with ice and water, “I got my own. Thanks, though.” Taylor nodded and put her bottle down, while Nicole took a large swig from hers. Suddenly, they noticed commotion from the crowd and one of the teachers came out. “Okay everyone! Line up in an orderly fashion, and we’ll check you in one-by-one. Seats are two by two per row, so pair up if you want to sit together. You’ll have plenty of time to move as a group once we get there, so I don’t want to hear any complaining that you didn’t get to sit with your friends. You’re adults, please behave!” “Works for me,” Taylor said, turning to Nicole, “It’s just us today, right?” “Yeah,” Nicole nodded, “The others either couldn’t come, or didn’t want to.” With that, the two paired up and checked in one after another. They were given their passes as plastic bracelets that marked them as part of the school group, which would allow them access to the park when they got there. They were then ushered onto the bus, and Taylor grabbed the window seat. Nicole plopped down next to her, and the two let out contented sighs as they basked in the glory of the air conditioner. As Taylor leaned back, however, she felt a slight tinge in her bladder, and shifted uncomfortably. Her eyes immediately darted to the back where there was a single bathroom, as was common on these fancier buses. However, Taylor didn’t plan on using it. She hated using public restrooms, and pretty much avoided them at all costs. This had led to a number of close calls and desperate situations for her, but it was all the same to her if she could avoid the nasty school bathrooms. Pushing her urge to the back of her mind, she leaned back into her chair and turned to Nicole. “You ready for a two and a half hour drive?” “No,” Nicole replied bluntly, making Taylor laugh. The two watched as the rest of the bus was loaded, and the students were instructed to buckle up, though the teacher supervising Taylor and Nicole’s bus didn’t bother checking to make sure everyone had or not before giving the go-ahead. Taylor felt the bus lurch forwards and pull out onto the main road, and the seniors were all on their way. “Ah shit,” Nicole frowned, shuffling uncomfortably. Taylor looked over at her and saw Nicole dart her head to the back of the bus. “What’s wrong?” Nicole looked around to make sure no one else could hear them, and then leaned in and admitted in a low whisper, “I gotta pee a little. It’s not too bad now, but we do have a long trip ahead of us.” “Oh yikes,” Taylor replied. If they weren’t in a bus filled with other students, Taylor would’ve admitted that she also had to go. As it was, however, she merely asked, “Did you go before you left the house?” Nicole shook her head, “I forgot, I was too busy texting Rose.” “Ah,” Taylor nodded. She felt another twinge in her bladder and figured that, for the sake of making it through the long trip, she would steer the conversation away from the bathroom for now. “Too bad she had that stupid vacation with her grandparents and couldn’t come with us.” “Yeah, apparently it’s really boring. They got rained in for like, two days, and there’s terrible internet at the cabin where they’re staying. She’s pissed she didn’t get to come with us.” “That does suck,” Taylor agreed. Nicole pulled out her phone and grabbed her water bottle to take another swig, almost absentmindedly. Her legs shifted slightly as she drank, but other than that, Taylor saw no outward signs she had to pee. She hoped for Nicole’s sake that it wasn’t urgent. Nicole hated the school bathrooms almost as much as Taylor. Taylor could feel the twinge slowly grow into a background urge, and her mind thought back to all that water she had chugged on the ride there. With her car’s AC broken, it was all she could do to stay cool and hydrated in the sweltering summer. Now, however, all of that was making its way into her bladder, and they weren’t even 10 minutes from the school yet. Taylor wasn’t super worried, however. If there was one thing her aversion to public restrooms had given to her, it was a bladder of steel. The two fell into silence, Nicole scrolling on her phone and Taylor gazing idly out the window. She considered joining her friend in browsing social media, but she enjoyed gazing out the window on road trips. It had become almost an unspoken rule for Taylor to take the window seat whenever they traveled together. Taylor was able to ignore her bladder for the most part, but every once in a while she would become aware of how fast it was filling up. Worse still, she was starting to get a bit parched. She didn’t want to add more fluid than was necessary, especially if she was going to make it through the trip, but she couldn’t help it if she was thirsty. She reached down and rummaged through her bag, pulling out one of her water bottles and taking a swig before setting it down next to her between the seat and the window sill. It was probably just her mind, but the second the water hit her lips, Taylor could swear she felt her bladder fill up just that bit more, and she pressed her thighs together. Aside from her filling bladder, the bus ride wasn’t that uncomfortable. The charter buses were comfortable and Taylor was perfectly content watching the city and pedestrians zoom past the window. Occasionally, Nicole would turn and share a funny image or meme to Taylor, but for the most part, the two sat in silence. It wasn’t until roughly 40 minutes into the trip that Nicole spoke up. “Oh yeah, did you hear Jacob and Rose are dating?” “No way. Those two, really?” “Yeah, here,” Nicole held up her phone and showed Taylor a post with the two of them hugging and announcing their relationship, dated to a week ago. “What the hell?” Taylor asked, “I thought Jacob was gay!” “You thought Jacob was gay?” Nicole echoed inquisitively. “Uh, yeah. He dated that prick Brandon, remember?” “Oh shit, I totally forgot about that,” Nicole gasped, smirking, “Didn’t they break up, like, 2 weeks later?” “Yeah, because Brandon was a prick,” Taylor frowned, reaching for her water bottle again, “But seriously, I can’t believe Rose is dating Jacob.” “Same, honestly, but that was because I thought Rose was into you,” Nicole mentioned nonchalantly. Taylor picked a bad time to try to take a sip. She choked and nearly spit out her water, and some made it down the wrong pipe, causing a bit of a coughing fit. Each cough squeezed her bladder, and even though she didn’t have to go that bad yet, for a second she thought she might actually leak a little. Nicole reached over and rubbed her back until Taylor recovered, and when she finally did, she looked over at her blonde friend, “W-what? Why would Rose be into me?” “Because she gets this super dumb grin every time she looks at you,” Nicole pointed out, “And she totally flirted you at Kevin’s Christmas party that one time. And she’s like, always staring at your ass.” “Oh come on, she only flirted with me at the Christmas party because Kevin’s brother spiked the eggnog. And I don’t think smiling when you’re talking to a friend is really that weird,” Taylor pointed out before turning to Nicole directly, “Besides, YOU’RE always staring at my ass.” “Come on, I’m your best friend. I’m allowed to stare at your ass. Platonically,” Nicole pointed out, before making obvious eye-contact towards Taylor’s shapely hips, “It is a nice ass.” “Shut up,” Taylor rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, “Besides, clearly you were wrong, and Rose doesn’t like me, because she’s dating Jacob apparently.” “Ooh, was that jealousy I hear? But like, for which one?” Nicole pondered, narrowing her eyes at Taylor “Neither! Come on, Nicole,” Taylor shook her head. “Right, right, sorry,” Nicole said, though Taylor was dubious as to how serious she was being. She then leaned in again and lowered her voice, “Honestly I just wanted to take my mind off of needing to pee.” “Is it that bad?” Taylor asked, concerned. She briefly considered admitting to her own needs, but the thought of anyone else overhearing was enough of a deterrent not to. “I don’t have to go that bad, at least not yet, but these bumps aren’t helping,” Nicole shuffled in place as she complained, her voice barely above a whisper, “We’re not even halfway there, though.” “Well, hopefully you don’t have to resort to using that,” Taylor motioned to the toilet towards the back. Taylor hated using public toilets in general. She couldn’t imagine what it was like to use a tiny toilet on a bus. She had been forced to use a plane toilet before, and given the choice between using one again and outright wetting herself, Taylor wasn’t sure which she’d rather do. Knowing Nicole, she wasn’t any more eager to resort to the charter bus’s facilities. “Yeah, that would be super lame,” Nicole scoffed, “I should be fine, though.” Despite Nicole saying that, she didn’t sound super confident. She wasn’t openly desperate yet, but then again, neither was Taylor, but she was acutely aware of her own filling bladder. Her urges were still at the point where she could push them to the back of her mind, but every once in a while, a bump would trigger a wave of urgency that Taylor had to actively fight. The two continued to chat idly, mostly gossiping about their friends and the other seniors, trying to avoid any who were on the bus and could overhear. They talked about Jen and her three-boyfriends incident, the drama between Geoff and Craig which had nearly started a school-wide civil war, and of course, what their entire senior class had unanimously dubbed “Promageddon”. The discussions managed to burn a decent amount of their remaining trip, but it was quickly becoming harder and harder for Taylor to keep her mind off of the fullness in her bladder. It was a sensation she was accustomed to, given her tendency to avoid public toilets at nearly all costs, and part of her actually enjoyed the fullness. The other part of her, however, was acutely aware that they still had nearly an hour left on their trip, and each bump, each sharp turn, and every time the bus slowed down and sped up, the movement transferred straight into Taylor’s bladder, which was sitting full in her abdomen. Nicole didn’t look much better. She was staring at her phone like before, but Taylor could tell she was unfocused, and she was bouncing a leg up and down as she leaned forwards slightly. She had also gone back to her water bottle less and less, and her thighs were rubbing tightly together. An outsider probably wouldn’t be able to tell, but Taylor knew her best friend. Nicole had to pee. Suddenly, they hit a really rough bump, and Nicole visibly clenched up, raising her legs and shuffling in place as her eyes widened in panic for the briefest of moments. It seemed to subside quickly, but she was sitting even stiffer than before, and Taylor could see her knuckles clenching the hem of her skirt tightly. The bump had also sent a wave of desperation through Taylor, but it hadn’t affected her nearly as much. “You holding up alright?” Taylor whispered. “Y-yeah, I’m fine,” Nicole refused to look up from her phone, “My bladder’s like, really full, though?” Taylor’s own bladder spasmed, and Taylor finally resolved to share her own needs with Nicole. She looked around, making sure no one was listening in, and lowered her voice to the quietest whisper, “I’m pretty full too.” “Well, I guess I’m glad it’s not just me, then,” Nicole smiled, “You think you can make it through the trip?” “I should be asking you that,” Taylor pointed out, “You look worse off than me.” “I’ll be fine, it’s pretty urgent, but nothing I’m not used to,” Nicole pointed out. “Same here,” Taylor nodded, “Hey, did you want to play a road trip game to get our mind off of things?” “Pfft, no,” Nicole shot down immediately, “That sounds super lame.” “Come on,” Taylor suggested, “It’ll help us get our mind off of our bladders.” “Fine, fine,” Nicole rolled her eyes. She shuffled and leaned forwards to see out the window, “So, what, like I spy?” “Sure,” Taylor nodded. She leaned forwards, taking care not to put too much pressure on her bladder, and glanced around until she spotted what she wanted to use, “I spy with my little eye, something gray.” Nicole crossed her arms, “You’ve gotta be kidding me. That’s, like, 80% of the cars on the road.” “Yeah, but which one?” Taylor asked. Nicole shook her head, “Ugh, fine, that CX-5 over there.” Taylor looked to where Nicole was pointing, but there were at least three vehicles that way. “Which one’s the CX-5?” “Oh, that SUV with the stupid jesus bumper sticker. It’s a Mazda CX-5.” “No, it wasn’t that one,” Taylor shook her head, “But wait, you know cars?” “Yeah, I know cars,” Nicole shrugged, “I like cars. You didn’t know that?” “No I didn’t know that,” Taylor crossed her arms, “Since when do you like cars?” “Since I got my license.” “You got your license a year ago,” Taylor pointed out, “You’ve never told me you like cars.” “I thought I did,” Nicole shrugged, “Well, anyway, if it’s not that one, then it’s gotta be the Corolla, right? That’s the dark gray car with the electrical tape on the tail light.” “No, it wasn’t that one either.” Suddenly, the bus ran over a rather large bump, and both Taylor and Nicole immediately both winced in recoil. Taylor crossed her legs together and stifled a loud eep of surprise as she danced around in her seat, and Nicole almost doubled over and discretely jammed her hand between her legs for the briefest of moments until she regained control. “This game sucks,” Nicole complained, “I gotta pee.” “Me too,” Taylor whispered in agreement, “How much longer until we get there?” Nicole checked her phone and groaned, “Fourty minutes left.” Taylor tried to gauge her fullness. She was starting to get desperate now, and her bladder was still filling up. She didn’t mind the pressure building in her abdomen, in fact, she held it so frequently she actually found that she enjoyed it, but the nagging thought that she’d be forced to use the awful toilet in the back of the charter bus still made her worry if she could hold it until they got there. Nicole herself looked really desperate already. She was barely able to keep herself still, and Taylor bet Nicole wanted nothing more than to openly hold herself and put much needed outside pressure against her straining pee hole. The blonde’s hair bobbed from side to side as she shuffled in her seat, and Taylor was about to ask if she was alright before Nicole let out a defeated sigh and reached for her seatbelt. “I really gotta go,” Nicole announced, still whispering. “You’re gonna use that shitty toilet?” “I don’t want to, but I don’t know if I’m gonna make it,” Nicole admitted. She undid her buckle and stood up, making a shaky beeline for the back bathroom. She was tossed around a bit as the bus bounced and turned on the rather curvy stretch of road they were on, and Nicole had to stop more than once. She knocked on the bathroom door and entered, only to emerge not too long after, and head back to her seat, looking no less restless or uncomfortable. “That was quick,” Taylor pointed out. “I didn’t go,” Nicole frowned, rubbing her knees together desperately, “There was piss all over the seat. I bet it was Hank. He was like, the last person to go in there I think.” “Aw, goddamn it Hank,” Taylor frowned, “Are you going to be okay?” “I don’t know,” Nicole admitted, “But there’s no way I’m sitting down on that thing.” As the trip continued, it seemed like time slowed to a crawl. Taylor knew it was likely because both of them were growing more desperate by the minute. Nicole had fallen silent, burying herself into her phone. She was shuffling restlessly, twisting and crossing her legs as though trying to find that perfect spot where she’d be able to find just that little bit of comfort. Taylor was all too familiar with the feeling. Her own bladder shot a desperate wave through her and she was forced to briefly grab herself, pulling up her skirt and jamming a hand between her legs as she squeezed her eyes shut. She took careful breaths as she clenched her teeth together and waited for the desperation to subside. She managed to fight off the wave, but just barely. Taylor tried to stare out the window for something to distract her, but it was impossible to ignore the pressure in her bladder at this point. She reflected on it, the feeling of fullness she felt so many times. All those times she barely made it through the day, rushing home absolutely bursting and finally letting it out on the toilet. All the times she didn’t make it, where she was forced to duck behind a bush or find somewhere stealthy to hide to relieve herself. It almost excited her, but now, she found that she was just checking her phone and hoping that the time on their trip would count down to 0. More for Nicole’s sake than her own. When there was 20 minutes left into the trip, Nicole let out a quiet gasp and openly jammed her hands between her skirt. No one else was paying attention, thankfully, but it was clear to Taylor that Nicole was reaching her limit. “Taylor,” Nicole asked, a clear blush on her face, “D-do… do you have a spare pad?” Taylor rummaged around through her bag and found some, “Yeah. Why?” “I can’t hold it anymore,” Nicole admitted, “I’m going to pee into one, a little bit. I have to let some out.” Taylor hurriedly handed her a pad, expecting Nicole to rush back to the bathroom. Instead, she started opening it up right there, and Taylor panicked. “What? Here?” “Leslie just went into the bathroom,” Nicole said, “I’m like, seriously going to wet myself if I wait.” Taylor looked around. The seats were large enough and divided enough that they just might be able to get away with it. Taylor was worried for Nicole, but thanks to her friend’s tied t-shirt, she could see the bulge of Nicole’s bladder. She really was bursting. “At least switch with me so you’re not in the aisle seat,” Taylor suggested. The two girls awkwardly, and desperately, maneuvered around each other, and with some difficulty Nicole managed to sit herself down in the window seat. She waited a brief moment and stopped when she noticed that some people were watching them because of their sudden movement. Nicole waited there, legs shaking as she tried to hold it until interest in what they were doing faded. Taylor made an effort to look like they were still gossiping, and luckily that helped lose the interest of everyone watching them. The second the coast was clear, Taylor nodded to Nicole, and she unwrapped the pad. She unbuckled her skirt and shoved the pad down underneath the waistband of her panties, holding it in place with her hand. She pressed it tightly against her pee hole, and let her aching muscles loose. Almost immediately she heard a short hiss as she let out a spurt. Her bladder spasmed and she bit her lip to stifle a gasp. She let another spurt out, weaker as to not make any noise, and then another. She felt the pressure against the pad with her hand as she continued to pee in short bursts, too afraid to let it flow freely. Nicole was sure that if she got a steady flow going, she wouldn’t be able to stop it. Each time she stopped it felt like all of her pee was slamming against her aching pee hole like a battering ram trying to force its way out, however she could feel her actions relieving some of the pressure. She kept letting out leaks into the pad until it was saturated, all too soon. She had obtained merely a modicum of relief, but it would be enough to last the rest of the trip. She removed the pee-soaked pad and Taylor handed her a plastic bag. She tied it off and tossed it into her bag. She’d have to throw it out later. “I don’t think anyone noticed, I was keeping lookout,” Taylor mentioned. Nicole let out a sigh of relief, “That’s good. I really needed that. I still gotta pee like crazy, but I was like, actually about to piss myself before.” “God, I couldn’t imagine doing something like that,” Taylor blushed, “Honestly, I might’ve just used the dumb bathroom at that point, disgusting or not.” Nicole smiled, “That’s super lame, though. This was way more fun.” “What the hell?” Taylor asked. “Oh come on,” Nicole crossed her arms, “I mean, I literally just peed, right here, and didn’t get caught. Isn’t that, like, super cool?” “No,” Taylor shook her head, “What if someone saw you?” “I’d probably die of embarrassment,” Nicole shrugged, “But the important part is no one did.” Taylor shrugged, “Anyway, we have 15 minutes left. Did that buy you enough time?” Nicole nodded, even as she squeezed her thighs together desperately, “Yeah, it did.” Taylor wasn’t sure if it was the adrenaline of what Nicole had done, or the fact that they were almost there, but the last stretch of the trip went by in a flash, and soon the two charter buses were pulling up to a designated spot near the entrance. Taylor grit her teeth at the large, flowing fountains displayed prominently at the front, right in front of a large sign reading “The Ocean and Sealife Center”. It was appropriate for an aquarium, but the running water did nothing to help Taylor’s full bladder, and she imagined Nicole was equally bothered. “Let’s hope the teacher bullshit doesn’t take too long,” Nicole spoke as they both stood up unsteadily, “I really gotta go.” “Me too, I’m bursting,” Taylor agreed. The two headed out and gathered in a crowd with the other students as the teachers gave out basic instructions. Taylor wasn’t paying attention to any of it. She really needed to pee, and all she could do was shift her weight from foot to foot as her full bladder nagged her for relief. She hated public bathrooms, but anything was better than going on the bus. Nicole next to her was bouncing up and down, thighs rubbing together. The relief of pressure from earlier had helped, but not nearly enough, and not only was she back to feeling like she was ready to burst, but having tasted relief had only made it worse somehow. Nicole felt a particularly strong spasm shoot through her aching bladder, and she wasn’t able to stop a small leak from escaping into her panties before she could clamp the floodgates shut. The briefing dragged on for far too long for either of their tastes, and as soon as the teachers dismissed all the students and ushered them towards the check-in, Taylor and Nicole were half-running, half-hobbling to make it through the gates. They managed to push towards the front of the crowd of students, and as they passed through the check-in gate and had their wristbands scanned, Taylor felt a wave of desperation crash into her. She grit her teeth and buckled her knees, trying not to break out completely into a pee dance as she desperately hoped she wouldn’t leak. She managed to make it through, and as soon as Nicole was in after her, the two made a beeline for the one thing they’d never consider using any other time-- the public restrooms. However, the second they made their way to the signs, their faces dropped. “What the hell? Why are the lines so long? It’s not like they just opened,” Nicole frowned, bobbing up and down desperately. “I know, and none of them are in our group! This can’t be that busy of a day, can it?” Taylor added. Before she could answer that, another strong spasm hit her bladder, and she doubled over. The wave was particularly strong this time. Taylor tried to clamp her thighs together and squeeze as hard as she could, but she couldn’t stop a small leak from spurting out of her and into her panties. “Shit,” Taylor grit her teeth, “Nicole, I can’t hold it.” “Me neither,” Nicole agreed. She looked around frantically, eyes scanning their surroundings as they both danced desperately, “Here, follow me, there’s that outside area over there.” Taylor followed Nicole into an outside courtyard that looked like it connected many different parts of the aquarium. This was worse, though, because there were multiple fountains, and large waterfalls in the center framing an art piece depicting a variety of sea life. “This running water is not helping, Nicole!” Taylor said through gritted teeth. “I know, hold on!” Nicole shot back. She scanned the area and her eyes lit up, “Over there.” Nicole pointed to a small side fountain that was somewhat out of the way. It was off any of the main paths and it didn’t look like anyone was around it. She dragged Taylor to the fountain. “Okay, now we just slip off our panties, hike the back of our skirts over the ledge, and we can pee into this fountain while sitting down. It’ll look like we’re just resting,” Nicole suggested. “Are you kidding me, I’m not doing that!” Taylor blushed, crossing her arms, “Seriously, you dragged us out here for that?” “Well, it’s either that, or we could wait in that super long line for the bathrooms,” Nicole pointed out, “We’re kind of out of options, and time.” Nicole looked around to make sure no one was watching before tucking behind a wall near the fountain and slipping her panties off. She bunched them up and tossed them into her bag before motioning over to Taylor for her to do the same. “There’s no way in hell,” Taylor blushed. “Fine, suit yourself,” Nicole rolled her eyes. She scooted herself onto the stone and carefully hiked her skirt up so it looked modest while not blocking anything between her bare crotch and the water. She made sure she was far enough back that her ass was hanging over the edge, and was about to let lose, when Taylor doubled over again. “Oh shit, I’m gonna piss myself,” Taylor whined, “Fine, I’ll do it.” In one swift motion, Taylor joined Nicole on the edge of the fountain, and both of their dams practically burst. Nicole metered her flow and tapered it off to a quiet trickle, while Taylor couldn’t help but piss openly and forcefully into the fountain. Taylor threw her head back and sighed as she felt the beginning of relief was over her aching bladder. Nicole was hunched forwards, panting and letting her overfilled bladder slowly drain away into the fountain. Her muscles had only tasted relief earlier, but even now she was taking care not to make her stream too loud or obvious. She glanced over to make sure Taylor’s wasn’t being too obvious, but luckily Taylor had stayed pretty hydrated. Her pee was a pale yellow that disappeared quickly. Unfortunately, Nicole’s own stream was much less dilute, coming out as a strong golden yellow. Taylor looked over and noticed that obvious clouds of pale yellow were emanating from there end of the fountain. Her eyes widened, and she panicked. “Nicole, we have to stop, people are gonna notice!” “No, I can’t, I’m not even halfway empty yet!” “Seriously, we’re turning the fountain yellow!” “Damnit, fine,” Nicole grit her teeth. Both girls fought desperately to stem the flow, and while Taylor managed it easily, Nicole had much more difficulty. Her muscles were strained and she had already stopped before. Not to mention despite having let out a decent amount of pee, far more than the pad had absorbed, her tired muscles and all the stopping and starting had only made Nicole’s desperation worse. “Now what?” Nicole asked, “I’m super desperate still.” “Is there another bathroom around?” Taylor asked, though neither of them were familiar with the layout of the aquarium. “I don’t know, but let’s find something quick, I’m like, really about to piss myself.” The two girls hobbled around for somewhere, anywhere to relieve themselves. They soon spotted another sign for restrooms and made a beeline for it. Taylor’s bladder screamed in protest as she barreled down the hall towards relief, and Nicole was leaving droplets of pee on the floor. She couldn’t hold it anymore without leaking, and she didn’t have to worry about it anyway, considering she wasn’t wearing panties. The two finally made it to the bathrooms, which were down a long, out of the way hall that didn’t seem to lead anywhere else. Taylor rushed over to the door to the ladies room and tugged on the handle, expecting it to swing open, but it caught almost instantly, it was locked. “No, you’ve got to be kidding me,” Taylor cursed, “The one time I WANT to use a public restroom!” “Fuck,” Nicole doubled over as shef let out a longer spurt onto the floor, “I’m trying something.” She rushed over to the door to the men’s room and it swung open no problem. Nicole rushed in and Taylor reluctantly followed. Nicole barely had time to hike up her skirt and position herself over one of the urinals before she lost control completely. Pee gushed out of her like a waterfall, splattering both into the urinal and onto the floor. Nicole let out an almost orgasmic moan as she finally allowed herself to fully relax and relieve herself. Taylor briefly considered just using a stall, but Nicole had already crossed the bridge. Taylor rushed over to the stall next to Nicole’s and hiked up her own skirt before joining her friend. Despite Nicole’s utter torrent, Taylor’s stream was even messier, and she had to stop and adjust a few times before she made it directly into the urinal. When she did finally allow herself to relax, it was bliss. She all but forgot they were two girls peeing into urinals in a men’s bathroom, and could be caught any time. If that bothered Nicole at all, you couldn’t tell it from her face. Nicole’s eyes were hazed over as she took in the absolute, blissful relief. Holding through that long bus ride, and then having to start and stop multiple times to not get caught, had brought her to the brink. Rather than just relieving herself after holding it for a long time, she had legitimately lost complete control as soon as she was positioned over the urinal. A second too late, and she’d be pissing uncontrollably on the floor. Despite starting later, Taylor finished before Nicole, her stream trickling off and dribbling into the floor beneath her feet. She let out a heavy sigh and turned to Nicole. Taylor prided herself on having a bladder of steel, but for Nicole to still be peeing, she had to have been holding way more than Taylor thought. It felt like forever before Nicole finally stopped, and even after, rather than fixing her skirt or moving to wipe herself, she just sat there, panting in utter relief. It wasn’t until Taylor tapped her on her shoulder and handed her some toilet paper she grabbed from one of the stalls that Nicole even moved again. The two wiped themselves off and dropped their skirts. “Goddamn, I really had to pee,” Nicole said. “Same,” Taylor agreed, “I can’t believe we used urinals, of all things.” “I guess technically we didn’t have to put our asses on some grody toilet seat, right?” “I’d agree with you, but we had our asses on that fountain earlier.” “Yeah, but that was way more fun, until you stopped us. Seriously, I came super close to pissing myself.” “With how long you pissed here, there’s no way you wouldn’t have turned that whole fountain yellow,” Taylor pointed out, “We would’ve been caught for sure.” Nicole let out a defeated sigh, “I guess you have a point there. And honestly, if I hadn’t stopped when I did, I probably wouldn’t have been able to.” Taylor nodded triumphantly before she turned to the door, “Now, let’s get out of here before someone sees us. Actually wait, we should put our panties back on.” “I’m gonna leave mine off, to make it easier if I need to relieve myself somewhere before we leave. There’s like, no way in hell I’m getting on that bus without my bladder completely empty. Maybe you should leave yours off too.” “Why would I do that?” Taylor crossed her arms. “Because we both know you hate public bathrooms as much, if not more, than me,” Nicole pointed out, “Also it’s more fun.” “You’re impossible,” Taylor shook her head. “Also maybe if I’m lucky I’ll get a nice view of that ass.” “Really?” “Like, platonically, I mean.” “Whatever, let’s just go before someone catches us.” “Yeah, let’s.” The End
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  49. That sounds like a amazing experience.
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