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  1. 5,189 downloads

    I believe most of these have already been uploaded here, but these are much better quality.
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  2. Absolutely - diapers and pullups are excellent for your period.
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  4. This is the first time I spotted desperation in public! I have been into omo for almost whole my life, but never seen anything. In my country people seem to be really calm when waiting in line. Anyhow I experienced this at a gas station. It was a single bathroom small gas station. I was first in line, a woman and a child just went in to the bathroom. While they were in there a line for 3 formed behind me. Behind me was a woman in the 40's with a boy probably pre teen. The boy was calm, but the woman was desperate. After waiting about 3 mins, she said "God I have to pee". Loud enough for everyone to hear, this is really not normal in my country. Especially not on a gas station. I travel a lot by car on my job, so bathroom lines at gas stations is something that I experience quite often. On with the story, behind the woman and boy was yet another woman, same age as the other woman. She was even more desperate, she asked me twice, is there only one toilet? After that she even looked for her self if there were more toilets. She kept on complaining about what could take so long. Before it was my turn, she said "ugh I'm about to pee my pants". She had to wait for me and another couple. Poor woman. But she made it, saw her while I was getting coffee, still in dry pants. There was no visible desperation, but my bet is that it was pretty close. Cheers P
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  6. My Artwork

    Thanks buddy, it sure means a lot! Cheers!
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  7. It was senior year of high school. I was a starter on the softball team and I considered myself good friends with every girl on the team, so bullying really wasn’t a concern of mine anymore. What was still a big cause of concern was my weak and overactive bladder. I wore diapers whenever I played sports because accidents were all too common for me. This particular softball game took place during an extremely humid summer night, about a half hour away from home. It went into multiple extra innings and by the time it was over (thankfully we won), everyone was pretty miserable. Happy, but miserable. We were all sweaty, smelly, and hungry. But most importantly, my diaper was soaked. It turns out when you make a weak bladdered girl drink lots to stay hydrated and combine that with explosive movements, it doesn’t turn out too well. When I got into the locker room showers, I stripped down and inspected the damage. Totally soaked, as I had suspected, and some of it even made it through to my panties. I discreetly disposed of my diaper and showered and changed. After I finished I sipped on a big water bottle while waiting on the bus for everyone to finish up. With everyone leaving the parking lot at once, it caused a mini traffic jam and a detour that delayed us quite a bit. I realized that I had to pee when we left the parking lot, and fully knowing my bladder history I was a bit nervous, but I was too busy talking with my teammates and celebrating our victory to notice. After a little while, I was fidgeting in my seat. I tried to be as subtle as possible, since I was in the middle of a crowded bus. Eventually I got to the point where it was near impossible to be subtle and I was squeezing my damp pussy as hard as I could, first with my thighs, then with one hand, and finally with two. I quickly realized that I was running out of time and though of my options. I could try to hold it and probably have an accident, but I would be teased relentlessly, plus the two teammates sitting besides me might not like having to sit in a puddle of pee. I could pee in my Gatorade squeeze bottle, but how would I be discrete? I could pee on the floor, but then EVERYONE would know that I peed. Every option was a terrible one, but I was spurting piss into my hands, so I had to think fast. Everyone was now aware of my plight and I was getting some mild teasing and laughter my way. I was half laughing it off and half mortified. We were only about 10 minutes from home but I knew I couldn’t make it that long. I reached for my bottle, only to not feel anything. I looked in the bottle pockets, I looked all throughout my bag, I couldn’t find it. I still don’t know to this day what happened to it, but my best guess is that it fell and rolled to the back of the bus somewhere. My head was down, my hands were shoved in my crotch, my legs were squeezed with all my might, trying to last those last 10 minutes, but after just a minute I knew I wasn’t making it to a toilet in time. I slid my leggings partially down my legs, just enough to reveal my pussy, and moved to the edge of the seat. The girls next to me realized what I was going to do and pretty soon everyone on the bus knew. My face was so red as I debated whether or not to actually do this. I did, and finally let go onto the floor of the bus. I let out a huge sigh of relief. I’m sure there was quite the commotion on the bus, but I was blocking all of it out. I peed for what felt like ages. It splattered ln the floor and spread in every direction, even back at me. When I finally finished and pulled up my pants, I realized my eyes were watery, not from crying, but from the sheer amount of strength it was taking to hold it in. I sat back and could finally relax all my muscles. I got off the bus and hung around to talk with some of my teammates. There was still some teasing, but everyone was too tired to care. I went home and immediately took another shower, and went to bed, not before peeing once again. As humiliating as this was, I now find it to be a very exciting memory I can look back on and laugh at.
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  8. Chapter 7: The Frat Party (wetting) Olivia and Rob weren't big partiers until their sophomore year. One of Rob's closest friends had joined a frat which gave him and Olivia blanket access to their parties. One particular Friday evening the boys were playing Smash Bros. Rob sat on a couch in chinos and a polo shirt giving it his all as Meta Knight, and Olivia was leaning against a wall nursing a beer as she chatted with... someone's girlfriend. She was pretty nice. Olivia thought she maybe said her name was Mercedes, or something Spanish like that. Mercedes was currently going on about recent drama in the Chemistry department. "Oh my god did you hear one of the Professors is fucking one of their grad students? It's that new guy that got hired like last year and they're in their early thirties so its not that weird but can you BELIEVE..." "That's so crazy!" Olivia was only half listening. She was wearing a tank top that did a great job accentuating what cleavage she had, a green velvet skirt, and underneath that, novelty hamburger-patterned MeUndies and a TENA Stylish Designs Underwear (Maximum Absorbency) (tm). An outfit which she was peeing into as Mercedes went off about the new Chemistry professor. Olivia had learned quickly that alcohol made her bladder control even worse than normal. If she got intoxicated enough she wouldn't always notice she had to pee until she'd already started going. This made wearing protection a must while drinking - luckily she was dating Rob and no one else was touching her or seeing up her skirt. But at least that protection gave Olivia carte blanche to pee whenever she wanted. So, as with most of Olivia's "accidents" at frat parties up until now, this had started as a minor leak, a sudden heat in her pants that alerted her to her need to go. But now that she noticed, she readily gave in to the urge. Olivia reflexively widened her stance to give her diaper room to expand as it absorbed her piss and became hot and heavy under her skirt. Maybe Rob would have known what the pose meant but Mercedes didn't expect a thing. "...so ANYWAY I guess they got caught making out in one of the labs." "I guess they realized they had... Chemistry." Olivia did not expect this to make Mercedes completely bust a gut, but she did. Mercedes' reaction was funnier to Olivia than the actual stupid joke, and she laughed along. Looking into her solo cup, she saw that there was only a couple ounces of beer left, so she downed it. "Hey, I'm going to go use the bathroom, be right back." "Oh I can come with you!" Panic flashed across Olivia's face before she was able to regain her composure. "No! No- thanks, no, I'll be quick, I'll be right back." Olivia darted away to disengage from the conversation. She grabbed her bag and marched down the hall towards the house's nearest bathroom. Hopefully Mercedes would take the hint and not follow her. The only other person in the hall was an unfamiliar girl approaching from the direction from the bathroom. "Hey, you should probably use the one downstairs, someone's crying in there." the girl blankly informed Olivia, before passing her and descending the stairs. "Oh, thanks." Some empathy she had, Olivia thought. Olivia was left alone in the hall, weighing her options. She gently pressed her let together gauge the fullness of her diaper - it felt warm and swollen between her thighs. Hmm, definitely nowhere near leaking. She surreptitiously felt her butt, pressing the padding against her skin, noting that the wet section of the diaper only reached her lower ass. She could probably turn around and safely wet herself a second time. But... someone was crying. Whoever it was, they probably could use a friend right now. Who knows what happened to them at a frat party? Olivia decided to see what she could do to help. Maybe the fact that she didn't actually have to pee (anymore) would help her patience. She carried on down the hall until she got to the bathroom door, and put her ear to it. Sure enough a girl's sobs could be heard on the other side. Olivia knocked on the door. A yelp of surprise came from the other side. "Hey, are you okay in there? Do you need anything?" "Go away!" said the girl's voice. "I want to help you! Please let me in. It's just me out here." Silence. "Look, whatever's going on I won't tell anybody. But I can't have fellow lady crying alone in the bathroom." The noise of movement, and then of the door unlocking. "Okay, you can come in." A sniffle. "Lock the door behind you." Olivia opened the door, cautious not to let anyone else see in, entered the bathroom, and locked the door behind her. She turned around to see a curly-haired girl sitting on the edge of the bathtub. Behind a pair of glasses the girl's eyes were red from crying. The reason was clear: the girl's jean shorts were soaking wet. The girl's butt hovered over the tub above a small puddle, too small to account for the state of her jorts. "Oh honey, I'm so sorry." Olivia said, and she was. She'd been here before herself, and while she was very used to it, she knew how embarrassing it was to have an accident in a social setting like this. "I don't know why this keeps happening to me!" exclaimed the girl, clearly worked up and eager to have someone sympathetic to unload her emotions onto. "I didn't even feel it coming this time, I just felt something warm on my legs and I looked down and.. and..." The sobs renewed. Olivia sat on the tub next to the girl and began rubbing her back. "It's okay, it's okay. I can help you out. My name's Olivia, what's yours?" More sniffles, but she calmed down. "Alexis. Lexi. I'm a freshman. I didn't think college would be like this." "Nice to meet you Lexi. I'm a sophomore. And it's going to be okay, these things happen." "You don't understand. It's just... I was looking forward to college parties _so_ much. I wanted to drink beer, dance, meet boys, maybe kiss a boy... have sex... but every time I drink THIS happens!" Lexi's sorrow was morphing into anger and she pounded a wet thigh with her fist. "The first party I went to, at one point I looked down and there was this wet spot on my pants. I was so embarrassed I went home immediately. And then last week I went out with friends from my hall and I felt it coming, like suddenly I was going to pee, so I ran outside, and completely peed myself on the quad. But I thought hey, I noticed THAT one, I just need to be more alert." As Lexi ranted, Olivia heard a dripping noise. She glanced at the tub - the drip had clearly come from Lexi's pants, the puddle under her had clearly expanded. Was this girl still wetting herself? "But then I was drinking in my room with my roommate Bethany and all the sudden I realized I was sitting in a puddle on my bed. I had to sleep all night in a wet bed until she left for long enough for me to do the laundry without her noticing. And then tonight I was talking with a cute guy in the kitchen and then... OUT OF THE BLUE, completely pissed myself. Even right now I keep leaking, I have to sit over the tub. I can't MOVE! God, this sucks. Am I just going to have to give up drinking? How am I going to get any guys to sleep with me when I'm like this?! It's bullshit!" Lexi was getting pretty loud and riled up, and Olivia listened, still rubbing her back. "I'm really sorry that's happening to you. I don't know if it makes you feel any better, but I actually have a similar problem." Lexi lifted her eyebrows. "...you do?" Was she really about to do this? Freshmen weren't known for keeping great secrets, but it seemed like this girl really needed to know she wasn't alone, wasn't some sort of weirdo. Olivia sighed as she grabbed her skirt. "Yeah, look." Olivia lifted her skirt around her waist and then pulled down her panties, revealing her wet pull-up. Lexi looked agog, from Olivia's crotch, to her face, and back again. "Are you fucking for real right now?" "Yeah I'm for real. I was trying to come in here to change, actually." "Do you wear one all the time?" "Every time I go to a party." A white lie, for now. "I can't hold it very well. You can have one, if you want, it would save you from having to worry." Lexi seemed stunned, like she was weighing her options. "...maybe. Maybe that's what I need." She let out a breath she'd been holding in. "Man, this sucks though, I just want to meet a guy." She buried her head in her hands. "There's no way anyone would be interested in me if they found out I was wearing... that!" Olivia was offended, but took a deep breath before speaking. "Lexi, I have a boyfriend." "...really?" "Yeah! He's cool. With this. He's really understanding. You just need to find the right guy, someone you can trust. And until then you can kiss all the frat bros that you want." "Okay. Well then... could I have... one?" "Of course!" Olivia opened her purse, looked inside, and a vexed expression came over her. "Well. I only have one left. But I can make do, I've been there before, I have spares at my boyfriend's dorm room." "Wait, if you only have one left, you have it. I should just go home. Except... augh." Lexi buried her head in her hands again. "I left a huge puddle on the floor. In the kitchen. Everyone's going to know it was me if I try to sneak out. Look at my pants!" Olivia thought for a moment. She looked Lexi up and down. "What size are you?" "What?" "What's your hip size? We look about the same shape." "What are you getting at?" This was going to be fun. Olivia smiled impishly at Lexi, who looked a bit concerned. "We're switching pants." "Huh?" "We're switching pants! You can have my last pull-up and my skirt, and I'll take your shorts and underwear and take the credit for your accident." "No way, you don't have to do that!" "No, I'm going to. I have so much experience apologizing for this, you have no idea. And your reputation will remain intact! You can go have fun without having to worry, and I'll sort it out with the hosts. You're new to this, you don't have a boyfriend, meanwhile my boyfriend couldn't care less if I pissed myself. Trust me." Lexi smiled. "Olivia, you're a saint." Lexi leaned over wrapped Olivia in a bear hug. "Let's do it." The two girls began to disrobe and swap their clothes. Lexi pulled her shorts and panties (a black thong) down in one go, revealing an untrimmed ginger bush. Olivia meanwhile unbuttoned her skirt, let it fall to the floor, slid her panties down her legs, and began ripping at the sides of her wet diaper. "This is so weird..." Lexi remarked as she pulled on the fresh pull-up. "It's kind of nice... very soft... but so weird." Lexi grabbed Olivia's panties from the floor near Olivia's feet and began pulling them on over top of the diaper. She nervously pulled at the panties' edges, trying to cover up every peek of the diaper below. Olivia, meanwhile, was left with Lexi's peed-in shorts and thong. Luckily the girls were similar sizes - Olivia was a bit more muscular so the shorts were a tight fit, but this was going to work. The clothes wet and still warm, and already smelled kind of bad. Clearly Lexi had tried to dehydrate herself to avoid this accident, but that hadn't worked. "You know, it's funny, I don't think I've ever worn a thong before!" "Well I guess we're both having a new experience tonight, huh?" The girls laughed. "Let me give you my number. I'll let you go have fun, but text me in the morning, okay? I want to know how it goes. And if you ever need to talk about this, I'm here for you." Lexi handed Olivia her phone. "Thank you so, so much. I have so many questions." Olivia added herself as a contact and handed the phone back. "Those can wait for later. Ready to get back out there?" "You bet!" Lexi unlocked the door and practically strutted down the hall and down the stairs, towards the distant sounds of revelry, Olivia's skirt swishing over her diapered butt, her whole body oozing a newfound confidence. As Olivia watched her new friend from the bathroom doorway, a telltale heat filled Lexi's shorts.
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  9. Chapter 5: "To protect the health and well-being of park-goers, we have temporarily closed our restrooms to the public. We apologize for the inconvenience and appreciate your understanding. Thank you." (wetting, diapers, messing) The height of the COVID-19 pandemic was not a great time for anybody. But for Olivia Smith, who lived at home, spent a lot of time in her room, and was used to ordering household goods through the internet, the transition to online class was pretty seamless. She missed her friends, especially Rob, so she was very excited when her friend Kate invited her to hang out at a nearby park. Olivia and Kate were both English majors and in the same year, so they had a lot of courses in common and often got lunch together, in the before times. She was shorter, curvier, and blonder than Olivia, and today she was wearing a flowing, cream sundress, a large hat, big shades, and a cloth mask. Olivia was wearing a striped, long-sleeved shirt, a ball cap over her short hair, and a short jeans skirt over a pair of light pink incontinence panties. Usually, if she found herself in a park without protection on she'd just try to wet herself discretely in the grass, or maybe in some landscaping. She wanted desperately for this to be a normal hangout, though, so hopefully the incontinence panties would do the trick. She didn't expect to be out long. Unfortunately, they were. They talked for hours, catching up on months of missed lunchtime conversation. It was unseasonably warm for the spring, thus the girls' light outfits, and Olivia had been drinking from her water bottle pretty consistently. She'd also been leaking into her absorbent underwear pretty consistently. That was the key with these, she knew. If you let it out all at once, they might struggle to absorb the pee and it would spill out, but if you peed spurt by spurt it had the opportunity to soak into the fabric and maybe even dry a bit in between. But Olivia was finding it more and more difficult to hold back the flood. Unless she wanted to embarrass herself in front of one of her closest friends, she was going to have to use... shudder... the public restrooms. Olivia HATED public restrooms. Hatred of public restrooms was a big part of her preference for letting loose in her pants. That, and the eroticism of it all. The soft warmth around her hips... the feeling of pushing a mess into her pants... hot pee running down her legs, soaking into the fabric of her clothes... simply divine. But today she had to be normal, and normal people used the public restroom when they were at a public park. She looked around nervously, trying to locate the restrooms. It'd been a while since she'd been to this park. "Do you think the bathroom around here is open? I have to pee really bad." she asked Kate. At least they were close enough for this sort of conversation. Her thighs shifted nervously beneath her denim skirt. Kate blanched and looked towards the parking lot where she'd noted the bathrooms earlier. "I don't think so, I saw a sign on the door when I got here. Closed until further notice." "Fuck." Olivia's heart couldn't decide whether to sink or leap. Could she get away with it? Kate would probably notice, right? Would other people notice? She continued looking around and saw that the park was packed. She sighed. Maybe... maybe the less weird thing to do was to be open with her friend. "Do you think I could get away with just... going in the grass?" "Liv!" Kate hissed. "You can't be serious." Olivia blushed, hard. She spent a lot of energy trying to avoid this exact sort of confrontation and it wasn't going well so far. She had to make her case. "What else am I supposed to do? I don't know if I can make it home. And it's not like there's an open McDonald's around here." "Well... I don't know." Now Kate was the one blushing. Did she buy it? "Look, no one will notice. Just don't tell anyone, please?" Olivia tried to come off as pleading but wasn't asking for permission. She moved to sit with her knees up and scooted her skirt partway up her butt. Her pink panties were on full display to Kate. She hadn't met anyone yet who recognized these sort of absorbent incontinence panties, and that included the girls on the swim team, who had seen each other's underwear almost every day. Kate blushed even deeper, and seemed to be struggling with whether to look away. "Do what you have to do, girl. I won't tell anybody." "Thank you! Just act normal, don't draw attention." Olivia was already peeing. Kate, still blushing, had apparently decided not to look away, but to stare, in fact. Olivia breathed deeply and Kate watched as the pink crotch of her panties turned a deeper red. Pee streamed into the grass and disappeared, soaking into the dirt. After less than a minute the stream slowed and Olivia quickly lowered her legs. "A-are you alright?" stammered Kate, anticipating an embarrassment from Olivia that wasn't really there. "Yeah, thanks for being cool, I feel much better now. I think I got some on my skirt but it went okay." Olivia tried to act like this wasn't a scheme she'd pulled off countless times in her life, although usually not with an audience. She put on her best show of being embarrassed, for Kate's sake. That's how a normal person would act, right? The two were quiet for a bit, as if trying to remember what they'd been talking about, but distracted. Finally, Kate spoke up. "Can... would it... make you feel better if I admitted something?" Oh no, Kate was trying to be vulnerable. Maybe she'd gone too far... maybe she should join the amateur theater program? Lots of thoughts, but what Olivia said was "What do you mean?" Kate had been sitting with her legs outstretched, but now sat up pretzel-style. She lifted the hem of her sundress to reveal an adult diaper underneath. Olivia's jaw fell to the floor. "You're joking!" "I don't know what else I was meant to do!" Kate whined through her mask. "Except, what you just did, I guess. There's been so many public restroom closures and I've had to take matters into my own hands." Olivia lowered her voice. "Well, did you use it?" She could already tell that Kate had, she recognized this brand and knew what its wetness indicator looked like. But for now she thought it prudent to play dumb. "Yeah, like twice. I've been drinking more than you have, my bottle's almost empty." "No way." "Yeah way." Kate lifted her dress again, and Olivia could definitely see that the crotch was swollen and yellowed. Holy shit, it had tapes and everything! "Honestly, I wish I'd thought of that." Olivia was fibbing, because she totally had thought to wear a diaper. Oh my god, her friend was wearing a diaper! Kate peed in a diaper! On purpose! "It's a little embarrassing, but no one's seemed to notice. I'm just scared to go number two." Olivia's brain felt like it was on fire. "Scared? Do you have to?" "Yeah I've had to for like an hour now, but I think I can make it home." An angel and a demon sat on Olivia's shoulders. The angel implored her to be normal, Kate was just doing this because of extreme circumstances. If you go too far it'll be weird, if she finds out about you she'll tell everyone, it'll be over for you! The demon wanted her to push Kate, to see how far she could push her. The deeper Kate got, the less grounds she'd have to find Olivia gross. Maybe they could wear diapers together, change each other... a fantasy Olivia had never allowed herself to consider. The demon won. A impish smile passed over Olivia's face. "Just do it dude! You're wearing a diaper!" "But what if people smell!" "How many people have you been closer than six feet to today?" "I guess that's true..." "Then do it!" "Well... okay. Here goes nothing." Kate rose to her knees and squatted slightly. Her face was beet red. Olivia could see Kate strain a bit as she messed but it barely made an impact on the shape of her loose sundress. Knowing what to listen for, Olivia could hear the crackling noise and crinkle of plastic that accompanied Kate pooping in her diaper. She felt like she was in a dream. Kate seemed to finish up, leaving the two just sort of staring at each other, not sure what should happen next. Olivia's mouth was dry. She forced herself to break the silence. "Nice one girlie. Just be careful sitting down." "Yeah, I'm standing up!" Kate declared. She stood up shakily and showed Olivia her backside. "You can't tell, can you?" "Nope! You're good." The sundress did hide all. "Thank goodness." Kate sighed. "God, that felt so weird. I really had to push, and now I can feel it sagging... but I feel so much better now." She laughed, releasing pent-up tension. "Well I guess we're even huh? If you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you." But she was smiling as she said it. "Not if I kill you first!" Olivia replied, also standing up. It was a joke, but they had a bond now, a personal experience they couldn't share with other people. Maybe not now, but soon, Olivia could use this as a wedge to tell Kate about the side of her life she kept hidden from almost everyone. It had been a long time since she'd had a friend like that. "Would you like to walk around a bit? You never finished telling me about that remote exam you had to take." "I'd love to." And with that the two girls picked up their things and set out for the walking path, leaving nothing but a wet patch of grass behind them.
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  10. Hi, it's me, Spectre! For the past few years now, I've been using Garry's Mod as an art tool to make some pretty cool stuff. Recently I've even started using it to make Omorashi art, and I figured it's time for me to share it. I'm still learning, so expect a little bit of jank in some of the stuff here. I'm not taking requests or anything of the sort at the moment. I'm sorta just doing my own thing. But here’s some things you can expect to see, or also stuff to keep in mind incase I do Requests or Comms in the future: I do mostly wetting, but occasionally I’ll make stuff that contains nudity. Either exposed genitals or breasts. Sometimes I’ll make male stuff, but only on Twinks, Femboys or general Pretty Boys. I can’t make messing I won’t make content on any furry or MLP characters. You’ll only see humans or humanoid aliens and fantasy creatures… and androids😉
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  11. It's been a while, but here's a new story. Probably less narrative-based, more just vignettes, about a young woman who wears diapers 24/7 because she prefers "going to the bathroom" in her pants. Chapter 1: An Average Summer Afternoon (messing, wetting, sexual content, diapers) Rob and Olivia waved goodbye as the final guest left the Smith house, where Olivia lived with her parents. As they watched Cassidy drive down of the cul-de-sac, Olivia grabbed Rob's arm and pulled him back towards the backyard. "Thank goodness, I can't hold it any longer." Olivia nearly jogged behind the house and into the landscaping. She relaxed with a sigh as she began to poop into her black compression shorts. Rob was no stranger to Olivia's "accidents". She'd told him that from a young age she'd resisted being potty trained and to this day had weak bladder and bowel control - when she cared enough to hold it, anyway. Most of the time she wore diapers, thin ones to class that usually leaked by the time she got back from campus, and thicker tape-ons at home. But in the interest of keeping this from all but her most trusted friends she had forgone protection today in favor of some black compression shorts. She knew by experience they wouldn't show the "accident" she was almost guaranteed to have. This proved true, no one realized that the reason Olivia had sat down in the grass an hour or two ago was to pee in her pants. Except for Rob, that is, who at this point knew all of her tells. He knew to listen for the faint hiss of pee hitting her panties as she gossiped with another girl and struggled to resist his erection. Presently, Rob watched Olivia push an orange sized lump into her pants. It was a hot day and she was wearing a light, pink crop-top over a bandeau that Rob couldn't wait to rip off of her b-cup breasts, now that everyone was gone. They'd been hanging out in the backyard all afternoon, and this being Olivia's home she wasn't wearing shoes or socks. This was a good thing, as they would have been ruined by the pee that was now running down Olivia's muscular swimmers' legs and turning the dirt to mud beneath her toes. Another push, expanding the bulge in her elastic shorts, and she was done. Rob was unable to conceal his erection now. "I feel so much better now," Olivia sighed, before lowering her voice and cupping Rob's crotch. "Now that everyone's gone, want to go make out?" They entered through the back door into the kitchen, where Olivia's mom seemed to be getting ready to leave the house. If Rob and Olivia's friends were oblivious to Olivia's accidents, her mom was not. "Oh honey, did you have an accident?" "Sorry Mom, I was trying to hold it until everyone left but I couldn't make it inside." This was a total lie, but one she had told enough that Olivia's parents accepted it. The truth was that, while Olivia was very accident prone, she often just didn't feel like making it to the bathroom. She liked the feeling of going in her pants, and she was lucky enough to be dating Rob, who was turned on by it. "Well then," said Olivia's mom, "Rob dear, could you make sure she gets cleaned up before you go? I'm heading to the store." "Sure thing Mrs. Smith!" Rob replied, trying to mask his excitement. Mrs. Smith was soon out the door, and with the house empty, Rob and Olivia were all over each other. They laid on Olivia's mattress-protected bed, one of Olivia's hands down Rob's shorts, one of Rob's cupping the wet mass under her butt. Olivia peeled off her compression shorts to reveal a pair of pink incontinence panties now far past their limit and soaking wet, tight enough around her thighs to contain her mess. She pulled Rob's shorts down and began grinding her soaked crotch on his rock hard dick. The absorbent material of the incontinence panties gushed still-warm piss with each movement. Soon Olivia reached orgasm and collapsed on top of him, trembling, and with her orgasm Rob felt a new wave of hot pee stream over him as Olivia's bladder voided involuntarily. This was characteristic of Olivia's orgasms and Rob's favorite part of making her cum. Accordingly, he soon came all over them both. The two showered together, and luckily none of Rob's clothes were harmed during their lovemaking. Olivia needed a new outfit though, which started with a thick, double-taped adult diaper that Rob helped get her in to. It was getting late and Rob did have to go home, so Olivia skipped a bra and threw on a baggy sweatshirt that he loaned her, as well as a pair of athletic shorts that did nothing to hide her diaper. Finally, she kissed him goodbye and he went home, Olivia's new diaper already slightly damp.
    2 points
  12. So I decided to try @Wetlifter37 rapid desperation challenge and OMG. I can’t even begin to describe it. I ended up doing all the prep drinking and peeing and my body just took forever to respond to it. I had only had extreme desperation and accidents a couple times in my life. after an hour of waiting and drinking A TON of water and coke It finally hit me and oh did it hit me hard. I went from a 5 to a 10/10 in a matter of minutes and for every 30-40 minutes there after I had uncontrollable accidents. Of course me enjoying this like none other I kept drinking most of the night and switched over to white claws and the alcohol tried to kill me it seemed lol I ended up having 4 accidents over the course of a couple hours and it was one of the sexiest most exciting nights of my life.. here are some of the results 😉 and for those wondering I most definitely do have a video of the last accident I had wearing the tights under the ripped jeans.. haven’t decided whether I should post it or not🤔🤔
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  13. Typically when I do wettings I get tired of waiting until my bladder actually gives way, and I start peeing my pants when the bladder contractions start. Today I decided that I wanted to actually wait until I really lose control. I drank a ton of coffee, water, and alcohol as the day progressed. Once I started getting desperate, I turned on some wetting videos like I usually do. They made me get into the mood more. I started feeling the involuntary contractions of my bladder as the waves of pressure against the base of my penis started to get unbearable. But instead of giving in, I focused all of my willpower into staving off the contractions and holding the pee back. I was able to do this for about 20 minutes or so. The contractions kept getting stronger and more severe, and I had to focus ever more willpower into keeping the urine inside my body. I was taking deep breaths with every contraction in order to keep control. Eventually it was more than I could muster. My body focused every ounce of its energy into forcing my bladder to contract. As much as I tried to stave it off, my abused bladder finally won and pee blasted out of my dick for a good 2-3 seconds. Shortly after that was over, a second mighty contraction washed over me, and piss again escaped my body for about two seconds. The third was like nothing I've felt before. My entire body contracted as it focused on my bladder, and for about 20-30 seconds, piss gushed out of my penis into my pants. My vocal cords uttered an involuntary grunt while it was happening. It actually felt like the blood vessels in face face wanted to pop, it was that strong. Soon I was soaked in urine. I wasn't anywhere close to empty, either. So rather than change myself and actually start doing something with my life, I commenced re-loading my body with liquids. I was close to the breaking point when I started writing this, and the same experience may or may not have repeated itself as I was decided how to write the closing to this story...
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  14. Apologises if this has been posted before but this is so sexy https://thisvid.com/videos/desperate-pee-challenges/
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  15. E60-04

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    A group of girls pick on/humiliate/bully another girl until she wets herself. As requested here Enjoy
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  16. Zoey Deutch

    In a recent interview with Jimmy Fallon Zoey Deutch mentions that she recently peed her pants on a plane. timestamp 5:20-6:45 https://youtu.be/hfaJhYr32S8
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  17. I 100% agree on the period front and since I've started wearing those during my period I've never gone back to pads. I've heard people complain about wearing pads because they're like "it just feels like a diaper." But a diaper does a much much better job of wicking away moisture and tends to be more absorbent so if you have a heavier flow, they are especially helpful. PLUS, sometimes pads will like, end up becoming partially unstuck or off weirdly to the side of your underwear so half your underwear is messy now and a diaper prevents that. I toss and turn a lot so...lol And finally, pull-ups and diapers offer a much more comfortable waist area for cramps. In terms of other uses, this summer has been hot af and we don't have central air and I HATE being sweaty, but I also don't like to lay on the couch with no underwear and diapers help cut down on sweatiness down there lmao.
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  18. Was just going to comment this too. This too, I can get away with doing a hold while I’m at work!
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  19. View File GROD 1-4, 7-10 I believe most of these have already been uploaded here, but these are much better quality. Submitter EmmaWees Submitted 08/06/2022 Category JAV Collections  
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  20. Oh, it's probably been years since I've last seen it..... It just came to mind recently, so I thought I'd ask.
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  21. Here's some art of Jean from Genshin Impact! Looks like she got a little bit too scared.
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  22. 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.
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  23. They're all different heights and bulk 😮 a cute pussy should never go unappreciated, these especially have a lovely shape! 😋
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  24. With Tatiana in Croatia Chapter 5 The party My parents will be home in an hour Rob, are you okay with me giving them the invitation to the party, Tatiana asked enthusiastically. Yes of course I like that Tatiana. We sat comfortably at the garden table drinking a cup of tea. What are you going to wear to the party, I asked her. I bought a beautiful two piece light blue pencil skirt. It's made of a stretch fabric so people will see I'm a woman. I also wear nice open shoes that fit well because I am also a semi-waitress at the party. That sounds great, I said. A new car parked on the property and two happy faces got out. It was her parents. Tatiana immediately ran to them and greeted them warmly. In the meantime I had set the table and made coffee. I gave Nadia a hug and Ivan a hand and sat down at the table. How was Zagreb, Tatiana asked her mother. It was fantastic and we have fully recovered. We get enough money back to live on and have bought a new car. What a calm has fallen over us. After the conversation with the tax official, I am rid of my guilt. He told me that the accountant has acted so professionally that the tax authorities have not seen it either. I have no idea who made sure the accountant was caught, but I am eternally grateful to them, Nadia said. Tatiana looked at me insistently, dear parents, she spoke, turning her face away from me. Rob and I are so happy for you that Daddy has finally retired that we decided to throw a party for you tomorrow. It will be given in the clubhouse and everything is arranged. But that clubhouse is so badly maintained, Ivan said. Rob bought the building and had most of it redecorated for the party, Daddy. When the party is over there will be a restaurant in it. The day of the party was already a few hours old when we made our way to the clubhouse. Ivan and Nadia followed us in the taxi. When we entered the building there was a big round of applause for Tatiana's parents and they both enjoyed it very much. It's pretty busy already, I told Monica. Yes it is really cozy and there is good music from the band. The band, I asked in surprise. Yes my brother plays in a band and they have offered to play here for free. They are so happy that I can finally open my own restaurant. I want to thank you again for this, Rob. We each took a drink and clinked the glasses, thank you for this great organization. You're very welcome Rob and she turned to Tatiana, you look so beautiful Tatiana and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Thank you Monica, you look beautiful too. Tatiana took a tray and started taking orders. She started with her parents, of course. Her father looked at her proudly and said he remembered well when she was a little girl in the crib. Yes Nadia said, me too but little girls grow up Ivan. You look beautiful daughter and we are very proud and happy how you survived after all those problems. That would never have been possible without you, Rob and aunt and uncle, said Tatiana. Yes Rob is a fantastic guy, said Ivan. Tatiana felt her father's strength and was happy. She had a drink with her parents and went back to work. The clubhouse was quite full and it seemed that everyone was there. There were many women present and the ladies toilet was fairly busy but there were no problems yet. The children who were also in line were quietly waiting their turn. After about an hour Zoran came in. Many guests know him as an important person who commands a lot of respect for his honesty. Monica walked over to him and offered him the tray of different drinks. He picked up a glass and offered Monica a glass as well. Of course she couldn't refuse, but it was already the fourth glass in a short time. Politely, she took the glass and joined the conversation. Zoran had a great time as did the rest of the guests. The band played quiet background music and the dancing guests made the party complete. I think it's time, Zoran told Monica. Her heart began to pound in her throat as a tense moment began for her. Calm down, Zoran told her and they walked to the podium together. The band stopped playing and the hall became very quiet. Good evening everyone, he said. I'm Zoran and I'm invited to this great party tonight. I would like to thank Rob for this because without him this would not have been possible. There was applause for me and I felt very proud. I would like to ask Ivan, Nadia, Tatiana and Rob on stage. Unfortunately you'll have to take care of the drinks yourself because I need both of these beautiful ladies. There was laughter in the room and Tatiana and her parents followed me to the stage. There was cheering and applause in the hall. Zoran stood next to Ivan who really didn't understand what was happening. Monica moved to the other side of Zoran. She was so nervous that she had to pee. Zoran took his word to Ivan. Dear Ivan, he spoke, I understand that after years of hard work you can finally retire. We as a municipality are very proud to have you as a citizen. You saved many lives during your work as a diver and you have still been in contact with almost all of them. Except with 1 person. Ivan who was clearly having a hard time nodded and said yes that's true. And I hope from the bottom of my heart that that woman is well. She is doing very well, Zoran said. She will become the new owner of the restaurant that is being built here. Monica stepped forward and walked over to Ivan. Unable to talk from the nerves, she hugged Ivan and thanked him for saving her life. Tatiana went to her mother who was also very surprised. What is happening, she asked Tatiana. Monica is a waitress at a beach restaurant and Rob has recognized her. He wanted daddy to meet her and that's how the idea of this party was born. What a great idea said Nadia who was very happy for her husband. Zoran went on after some time and spoke to Ivan, as I have already said the city is very proud to have you as a citizen in its municipality. Ivan, may I pin you a medal as an honorary citizen of the city. The proud Ivan answered happily and Zoran pinned the medal on. Zoran continued, the congregation is also proud of Ivan's wife and daughter. Two very special women whom Ivan has always been able to rely on. He walked over to both ladies and handed them the medal. Mother pinned this on Tatiana and Tatiana on mother. Zoran continued, Ivan you have saved many lives as a diver. You have often risked your life for this and we as a municipality consider it an honor to pin a medal of courage on you. He walked over to Ivan and pinned the medal on. 3 So and now last but not least, Zoran spoke. Rob you are not a citizen of the city but you are a huge asset as an entrepreneur in this beautiful city. I have had the opportunity to negotiate with you and consulted a lot with you. You care deeply about people developing and getting the best out of themselves. We are proud of that and would like to pin you a medal of "honorary entrepreneur". I looked around surprised because I hadn't counted on this at all. I gladly answered proudly and Zoran pinned the medal on my chest. This was it ladies and gentlemen, let the party continue, Zoran said. The band started playing again and Monica and Tatiana walked around the hall with full trays. They drank with the guests who offered them something. The ladies' room also became busier and there was a long queue. As I walked past to go to the men's room, a woman approached me. I hope that some toilets will be built in the new restaurant. My bladder is about to explode and it's not my turn yet. I'm really sorry about that, I lied. Unfortunately, there was not enough time to connect all the toilets in poor condition to the much too small main sewer. But that's priority number 1 after the party. I really hope so, said the woman kindly, because there are many women here who really need to pee. Sure, I replied. I looked at the line and saw many women standing with their hands in their crotches. The women all let the children go first because they thought it was pathetic when a child had to pee. The children, mainly boys, gratefully took advantage of this. They learn it at a young age, I thought. After my visit to the toilet I walked back into the room. Tatiana and Monica were standing there talking to each other. I really need to pee, Monica told Tatiana. Yes I see Monica but try to accept that you have to pee. If you resist, it will feel much worse. Yes, but I also see a whole bulge above your belly button. You also have a full bladder but you handle it so easily. If I drink a lot, my bladder is completely full after six hours, after that I can hold it for another hour. I do this through acceptance and willpower. Is your bladder completely full now, Monica asked. Because I think I can hold it just a little longer and then my cramped pelvic muscles give out. Just feel my bladder and you'll know. Monica gently pressed Tatiana's bladder, shit that's hard as a rock, she said. Another hour went by and Monica really tried her best to accept it but the pressure on her bladder became too great. The many drinks went through her system and entered her bladder. She walked over to Tatiana. I can't do it anymore, Monica said my bladder is completely full. Tatiana thought Monica had really tried her best and saw the despair in her eyes. Her sphincters could give up at any moment. Let's go to the kitchen and they walked through the crowd towards the kitchen. I saw them coming and saw that Monica was having a hard time. Will you walk with us to the kitchen Rob, Tatiana asked. Monica tried her best but her bladder has reached its limit. I can tell by the bulge in her dress, I said. How is your bladder Tatiana, I asked. It's also quite full and she looked down and said, I look pregnant in this dress. You warmed up the men a lot, I said. We walked to the kitchen, where the cupboard is. Unfortunately for Monica, there was no door in the closet, but she didn't care. Rob, will you stand at the entrance so no one can enter, Tatiana said. No, it's better you do that then I'll keep an eye on Monica. Tatiana wanted to reply but Monica said please do what Rob asks Tatiana because I have no more time. She took off her tight dress and immediately stood naked in front of me. Squeezing her nicely shaved pussy shut. Her bladder could give up at any moment because Monica was shaking from the effort. Her nipples were hard and she had goosebumps on her arms. Give me a bucket quickly Rob, I looked around and only saw a glass which I gave her. That's way too small but she quickly put it under her pussy because the first trickle escaped. The glass was full and she quickly squeezed her pussy shut. Empty it quickly Rob because I can't hold it for long. It went on like this a few more times and I couldn't believe my eyes. Finally she was done and put her dress back on. Finally my bladder is empty, there was so much in it that she is still sensitive. Do you also want to pee right away Tatiana, Monica asked. No, I'll hold it for a while because the party will be over soon. How do you manage to keep it up for so long? Well, I think you lasted a long time too, Monica. You haven't been to the toilet for at least 5 hours and you've had a lot to drink. Yes it is, I really thought I was going to have an accident, Monica said. She rubbed her bladder and left the kitchen. Are you sure you're going to make it, I asked Tatiana. Yes Rob, she lied because she really wanted to feel that 1500cc in her bladder. The party lasted for another hour as the guests left the hall. Ivan and Nadia came to us and thanked themselves for the beautiful party. They beamed with happiness and I liked that. Glad you enjoyed it, I said. We'll see each other tomorrow, Ivan said and gave me a firm hand. Thanks Rob this was really nice for us. It made me shy, there was a man with so much life experience standing in front of me and he thanked me. Tatiana came to me and I saw the bulge in her dress. Rob, can we go home because my spare time is almost up. She had been holding her pee in her bladder for over 6 hours and she could hardly hold it anymore. She was eager in her dress which I found very exciting. I grabbed her and hugged her deeply. With one arm on her ass and the other on her shoulder, I pressed her tightly against me. I felt her huge hard bladder and her breasts against me. Not so hard Rob because I'm really in trouble even this dress is too tight on my bladder. I let her go and gave her something to drink. She looked at me indignantly, that doesn't suit Rob anymore. But a hostess should not refuse, I told her. Her eyes were angry but she recovered quickly, you're right I'll drink it but we have to go home afterwards. Yes, I said quietly. It was the first time I saw frustration in her eyes when she has a full bladder. She can't help but be at her limit and afraid she'll have to give up. We walked to the car and I couldn't resist touching her. Not now Rob, she said irritated. My sphincters hurt and I'm afraid I won't make it. Don't whine Tatiana, you wanted this yourself. You're right Rob, sorry. Tatiana always needed a kick in the ass when she was mentally slumped. But I also know that she has a very hard time because in normal condition that doesn't happen. She grabbed my cock, Monica got you excited he pee with that interval. Yes it was a horny view what I had but you are the icing on the cake. I put my hand on her pussy and started massaging her. We drove off the grounds of the clubhouse and headed home. That doesn't make it easy for me Rob, I feel your massage directly in my bladder and it feels really uncomfortable. I see Tatiana your bladder is above your navel. The only time I saw that was underwater. But then you let go because you were running out of air. You have a good memory, she said. We drove onto her parents' property and I parked the Corvette. Rob, you need to help me get out. If I tighten my abs, I definitely lose control of my bladder. I gave her my hand and pulled her up gently. We went to the barn and when we entered Tatiana tried to take off her tight dress. It doesn't work, damn it doesn't work I piss in my pants. Quietly, quietly, I tried to calm her down and helped her take off the dress. But at the height of her bladder, the dress was much tighter than usual. She got frustrated again, goddamn crappy dress and started pulling on it. Stop, I said very curtly. Stop pretending you're a little girl, you're a damn grown woman. She was immediately silent. That's better, stretch out for a while and come to yourself Tatiana. She straightened up and calmed herself. Are you okay again, I asked. Yes but not for long Rob my bladder is giving up. Put your arms in the air and take a deep breath and I'll try to pull your dress over your bladder. She stretched and took a deep breath. Just a little bit deeper Tatiana and it will work. She forcibly forced more air into her lungs and I managed to pull the dress over her bladder. There was no accident so it worked. I looked at her, her full chest pushed 2 hard nipples forward and her full bladder also looked very sexy. Although I find it very exciting to see a woman with a full bladder and holding her breath, I didn't have the courage to tell her to hold it. She was having a hard time and I felt sorry for her. Let go of your breath and go pee, I said. Thank you Rob, will you take the measuring cup because I hope there is 1500cc in my bladder. Oh is it that, I said. But that's too big a step within a week Tatiana. Building up 25 cc a week is already a lot, but 125 cc is inhumane and is not good. Now give that bin and I'll pee it full. She sat nimblely over the measuring cup, her legs formed a perfect M. She started to pee and there seemed to be no end to it. Finally her bladder was empty. The measuring cup read 1500 cc and Tatiana was proud of it. Do you see that it is now Rob. Yes, but I have never seen you so frustrated. That's a shame after such a nice party. You are 100% right, but I also lose the balance in life sometimes. Yes, you're just human, I said. But I would like to thank you for helping Monica so wonderfully, that was class of you. Well that's nothing compared to what you did for my parents Rob, they are really impressed. They finally got what they deserve and I'm happy and proud to have been able to help with that, I said. Amen, said Tatiana, let's go to bed and cuddle a little more. Tomorrow is the last day and I want to enjoy that because in the evening we fly back to the Netherlands.
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  25. So, just to clarify, are you asking "what's your ultimate fantasy involving a female?" or "females - what's YOUR ultimate fantasy?" Two very different things, I suspect...
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  26. First of all, sorry for the weird title, but this is a weird anecdote and so i couldn't find a better way to name it. Just to be clear, this isn't something that happened to me or anyone i know, this is something that a guy on my country's radio explained that had happened to him, and i just found it way too hot to not share it here. So, it all started in a concert, in the male's toilet line. Our protagonist had been in line for quite a while and was pretty desperate, but when it was his turn, a girl, wearing a short skirt, and who wasn't even on the line, walked up to the door and just said that she was going in. I have no idea of how the argument these two had at this point must have been, but all i know is that they somehow decided to go in together. It was one of these public restrooms where there's no stalls or anything, on the other side of the door there's just a single toilet and the sink. So once they were inside, the girl just hopped on top of the toilet, popped a squat, pulled her skirt up a bit, revealing that she was wearing no panties, and started pissing into the toilet. And the guy, just pulled out his dick and pissed into the toilet at the same time. After that, she got down from the toilet, they both left, without even bothering to use toilet paper, and they never saw each other again. So yeah, quite the weird story. Anyways i hope you have found this as interesting as i did when i heard it, and if you did let me know 😉
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  27. Yes I did this with my ex girlfriend sometimes when I knew she had to go.
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  28. Peeing in diapers: Pullups (she's got a ton of videos of her changing while wearing pullups):
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  29. Another one! A cute account: Sexy dance: Also cute: Oh and let's try to keep it to active videos and not just like still photos with music :
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  30. I was out for a long walk with my little bro, and I stayed dehydrated. When I was walking I felt the urge to pee, but I decided to hold it because public bathrooms are dirty. When I got home, I was at maybe half full bladder. My brother went to the bathroom but after that, my bro kept whining to play with my new slime. So I got the slime for him, and at that time I was pretty desperate. I decided that I would look after my bro cause he likes to get the slime everywhere! 🤣 About 30 minutes passed and at that time, I’m definitely desperate. I was squirming and holding and my bro said “Sister are u ok?” I replied “ Y-Yeah, I’m fine.” When I said that, I leaked a little! I knew I had to get to the toilet quick before I had an accident! I said to my bro “Hey would u mind playing with ur IPad for a while?” He said “sure!” I quickly washed my hands and helped him wash his hands. Touching more water, I leaked again! I got his ipad and gave it to him while i took off to the toilet. When I got there, it seemed to be occupied! What worst luck! I stayed in front of the bathroom and did everything i can to hold the pee in. Unless, I will have a major accident! After a few minutes which to me seemed like 30 minutes, The person in the bathroom got out. I raced in, letting a spurt out. Then i got my much needed relief in the toilet. Ohh if i hadn’t come here I would wet myself! My undies were wet already but my leggings only had a little wet spot. Oh that felt so good!
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  31. I had a friend in high school who refused to ever use public restrooms and also would never tell anyone if they ever had to go even if we weren't in public and just at someones house. It has led to her wetting her pants as soon as she goes back home and steps foot in the bathroom several times.
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  32. I had an ex that used to do this with me. we would wait until one of us was quite desperate, then we'd take a wooden chair outside in the garden. whoever was least desperate would sit on the chair, and the more desperate (usually her) would sit on their lap, facing eachother like you described. Most of the time we would grab some random clothes that needed washing anyway, like old pyjamas, boxers, or recently pissed in panties. Then whoever was on top would squirm and try and hold it as much as they could, and the person on the bottom would command them to hold it until they said something like; "okay you can go" or if we we're already horny it would be more like; "i want you to piss yourself right on top of me". We usually left a bit of distance between us rather than being face to chest, like for example when she was on top she would put her hands/wrists on my shoulders, and stay at arms length. This would also line her crotch up with mine quite nicely, and meant everything we wore would get quite wet. After the first person wet themselves we would usually make out for a while and get to touching everyting that just got wet, and then we would get up and swap places, and the same would happen again just with the other person. It was always amazing fun and is some of the best omo memories I have. If anyone ever gets a chance to try it, do. It's awesome.
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  33. I have a lot of ideas for the foreshadowed sleepover chapter(s?) but it's probably going to be REALLY LONG which is intimidating me out of writing it. In the meantime, here's something shorter, inspired by art I found while searching for pictures for the last chapter. A heads up: more of a sexual/watersports bent in this one. Chapter 9: Please Pee On Me (sexual content, wetting, watersports) Rob let out a moan as he came, ejaculating deep inside his girlfriend. Olivia could feel him shuddering on top of her as his dick throbbed within. Olivia had come not a minute before, the wet sheets under her butt were a testament to that. She felt fortunate to never have to argue with Rob about whether squiring was pee or not. Rob gingerly removed himself and Olivia twitched involuntarily as his dick brushed her still-sensitive clit. The two rolled on their sides, spooning, relishing the high of their orgasms. They didn't say much as they cuddled. Rob lazily played with Olivia's breasts, and she nudged her butt into Rob's crotch, but the eroticism was used up, the intimacy was all that was left. Before long Rob felt a warmth on his lower leg, a warmth that spread below and around him, conducted by the bed sheets. Olivia was well aware of the advice to always pee after sex. It was rare that she bothered getting up to do this. Why ruin a perfectly good cuddle? And her bed was usually wet after she and Rob fucked, anyway. Rob certainly didn't mind. Rob was the first to say anything. "I was wondering... why don't you ever pee on me?" "I literally just peed on you." "Sorry, I mean, at practice, you never pee on me in the pool. You pee on Shannon all the time." This hadn't really occurred to Olivia. Her specialty was urinating discretely, involving other people was Shannon's thing. She told Rob this. "Shannon never pees on me either, for the record. Did you tell her I'm off limits or something? She pees on everyone else." "Huh, I guess she just assumed I wanted you to myself. Do you want me to pee on you?" "A bit. Honestly, I'm kind of jealous of you and Shannon." "Do you want me to tell her you're fair game?" "No I want you to do it." "I can try my best, it's just, I don't really GO PEE during practice." "Wha-?" "I mean, I pee all the time. But I just kind of mentally turn off my ability to hold it. When I'm in the pool I just sort of let it out whenever. So it's rare that I have enough pee to pee deliberately. When I go on Shannon it's just like, a spurt. But she gets a kick out of it." "Huh, okay then. I guess that makes sense." Rob was clearly a bit disappointed. "I'll tell you what, at practice tomorrow I'll drink a lot, and try to hold it as much as I can. I'll see what I can do." Olivia felt Rob kiss the back of her head. --- Olivia was true to her word and spent the next day chugging water. She kept her water bottle topped up between classes and ended up going through so many pull-ups that she had to text Kate to borrow some of hers. That afternoon she changed into her disguise-panties like normal and power-walked across the gym to the pool locker rooms, fighting the urge to leak. She was not successful. She was removing her skirt when she felt a light punch on her arm. She looked up to see a smiling Shannon. "Nice one." Shannon said, and gestured at Olivia's midsection. Olivia looked down to see that her pink cotton panties were visibly wet at the base of her crotch. "Shit - I need to change." Olivia rushed to get the rest of her clothes off. She hung the panties on a hook in her locker to hopefully dry a bit during practice and tugged on her swimsuit. Another leak escaped and Olivia felt a bead of hot piss run down her leg. "Shit shit shit shit!" Olivia practically sprinted to the shower, prompting "hey!"s and "be careful!"s from other locker-room-goers. She collapsed into a squat, bladder emptying through her suit and into the drain. Olivia's stream lasted tens of seconds, enough time for Shannon to saunter in to the showers. "Oh good, you made it" was the only acknowledgement Olivia got. Shannon barely reacted as the crotch of her suit darkened and piss ran down her legs, mixing with Olivia's and flowing down the drain. --- The practice was a weird one for Olivia since she wasn't used to holding her pee at all when in the pool. Despite her best efforts she could feel her bladder release multiple times through the course of practice. She kept herself hydrated and tried to wait for the right moment to sneak over to Rob's lane. By some trick of fate, their coach announced that since it was late in the season he'd give them the last half hour of practice to blow off steam. He fetched a water polo ball and the swimmers began to clamber out to have some fun in the un-laned section of the pool. Olivia fidgeted on the deck, legs, pressed together, resisting the urge to Just Let Go that she normally gave in to so eagerly. As people started cannonball-ing into the pool, Olivia saw her chance. Rob jumped in, and Olivia took a running leap, aiming for him, and finally relaxed, pee soaking into her suit as she soared through the air. She had meant to splash into the water next to him, so he could feel her pee, but her aim was off. Upon hitting the water Olivia's butt collided directly with Rob's head. Both Olivia and Rob were briefly disoriented. Olivia felt the tickle of bubbles on her crotch as Rob let out an underwater shout. Rob felt a hot jet on his face, coming from the direction of whoever landed on him, and he realized what was happening. He gave in, and Olivia gripped his head. It wasn't often that Olivia peed deliberately - normally she just relaxed and the piss came bubbling out of her. But for Rob's sake, and the sake of her bladder, she pushed, peeing as hard as she could onto her boyfriend's face. Olivia could feel herself getting wet in a second (third?) way as well, blood rushing to her clit and labia. She let out a small grunt as she grinded herself against Rob's face. Rob was in ecstasy. The soft nylon of Olivia's swimsuit-clad pussy on his face and the familiar heat of Olivia's piss enveloping his mouth and nose and hair and ears and neck and shoulders made his erection grow rapidly inside his Speedo. He fought valiantly against the urge to cum in his pants. He was not successful. The whole event lasted mere seconds, though it felt like hours to Rob and Olivia. They soon bobbed up out of the water and gasped for air. Olivia thought for sure someone would have noticed and she blushed severely as she tread water, but everyone else seemed preoccupied. Rob, meanwhile, was already pulling himself up out of the pool. Confused, she swam over to him. "You okay?" she whispered. Rob's face was flushed and he seemed flustered. "Yeah, I'm great, uh, one sec, I have to use the bathroom real quick, I'll be back." Olivia's gaze was drawn to Rob's crotch, erection easily visible in his tight swimsuit, glistening suspiciously, and she realized. Mission Accomplished.
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  34. For this next chapter I wanted to experiment a bit with images and formatting! Chapter 8: On the DL (wetting) Olivia was doing laundry the afternoon after meeting Lexi when her phone buzzed. In Lexi's dorm room Lexi was still in bed. She looked up from her phone to see that it was already past noon. She had a massive hangover and, as she told Olivia, her bed sheets were soaking wet. She definitely was going to need... something, if this is what drinking that much did to her. Lexi's cream-colored cotton panties were completely soaked and the orientation t-shirt she went to bed in was wet up on the back up to her shoulders. It smelled bad in there but as long as she kept herself tucked in she was warm and cozy and didn't want to get up. But somehow she still had to pee pretty bad, so she figured she'd take a shower after this conversation. After a minute or so of silence from Olivia, Lexi's phone got a notification: "You have been added to a new group". She clicked the notification and it took her to a group titled "On the DL", populated by Olivia and two names she didn't recognize, Kate and Shannon. The conversation trailed on and Lexi closed her messaging app, intent on getting up. Apparently last night Shannon had wet herself too! Lexi wasn't sure if she could believe it had been on purpose, though. The concept had never even occurred to her. Maybe... I mean she did have to pee. And her bed was already pretty wet. Maybe she didn't have to get up just yet. Lexi picked her phone back up, rolled onto her back, and relaxed. She rejoined the conversation as her cotton panties once again began filling with pee. She could feel the warmth as it spread around her butt and up her back. This time, she was in control. Lexi couldn't wait to get to know her new friends.
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  35. Introducing another new character! Chapter 6: The Travel Meet (wetting, light messing) If you knew Shannon Callaghan you would have heard her tell at least one story about her being desperate to pee. She just thought it was so funny, and everyone was welcome to laugh along with her at her misfortune. And everyone can relate to having to pee, right? It was a great icebreaker. She usually left out that her desperation was often self-inflicted. Shannon realized a long time ago how good it felt to pee after you'd been holding it. As an adult she had a habit of waiting as long as possible before using the bathroom, for maximum pleasure. Sure she had some close calls, maybe even had an accident once or twice. In her mind it was worth it. It was a feeling similar to orgasm, but of course holding her pee wasn't a sex thing. No way. Orgasms were big events, saved for when your roommate was in a class or you were hooking up with a guy after a party. No, the pleasure of peeing was a regular, normal, everyday occurrence. So normal, she didn't get why the people around her were so squeamish to talk about it. Thank goodness her teammates on the swim team were cool. Everyone on the swim team peed in the pool. But even they suffered from prudishness. They'd shush her when she would casually mention it to non-teammates, typically at the end of one of her sagas. You see, she was barely holding it for an entire bus ride and thought she could feel herself leaking in the changing room, but she made a mad dash and leapt into the pool and the release felt incredible. Huh? Yeah I peed in the pool, we all do! Guys, it's not that big a deal, the chlorine neutralizes it, it's fine! How much sweat do you think is in there? We're so hydrated, what does it matter! The arguments were so tedious. Shannon was so glad she'd convinced that one freshman to join the team. Olivia Smith was the only person that seemed to like pissing as much as Shannon did. Shannon's (second) favorite game to play during practice was "Is Olivia Peeing Right Now?" - they swam in the same lane and Shannon would try to guess, based on Olivia's expression and body language, if she was peeing in the pool, and would gently tease her if she was right. Olivia would even wet herself on the pool deck, which was fun to try to spot, because she was so stealthy about it and it wasn't something other people paid attention to. Olivia would even poop in her bathing suit sometimes! Shannon thought Olivia was very brave, but wondered why she felt the need to sneak around about it. When Shannon was peeing in the pool, you'd often know. Sometimes she'd let people pass her, waving them along with a casual "I'm peeing." At swim meets, between events, she'd often sit on the pool drain, and if anyone asked what she was doing, she'd just admit that she was peeing. No need to miss the current race! Holding it as long as possible and then wetting herself over a pool drain at a meet was Shannon's third favorite game to play. Sometimes she convinced Olivia to join in. Shannon's number one favorite game, though, was peeing on her teammates. Being in close proximity to each other in the pool was typical, and she'd first get as close to someone as possible (man, woman, or non-binary, it didn't matter). She'd get as close to straddling their leg or grinding on their butt as she could without setting off their alarm-bells, and then release her bladder. Then to see if they noticed. Most of the time they didn't, but some of the time they'd notice the water around them getting warmer, and turn and see Shannon with a shit-eating grin. She'd laugh hysterically as they splashed her in revenge. Once or twice she'd gotten close enough that the victim could feel the stream of her pee on their body, prompting an "Oh my GOD Shannon!" and Shannon being dunked underwater, bubbles breaking the surface as she laughed uncontrollably at her hilarious prank. Olivia was a good sport about it, though - she was the only one of Shannon's victims who ever peed back. So, Olivia was a good friend. If the small one-person showers were the only ones open after a practice, they tended to share one together, chatting as they freely peed, not worrying if it got on each other. Once or twice they'd competed to see who had the strongest stream, each girl spreading her legs so the other could put a hand between her thighs to test the pressure. And once, when Olivia pooped herself (she would always ask nicely first) she had let Shannon feel her mess through her bathing suit. They'd had a good laugh about it. Just friend stuff though. Completely normal gal pal behavior. It was in the shower one evening that Olivia asked Shannon if she wanted to room with her at the upcoming away meet. They had to take a bus and stay overnight at a hotel, something that hadn't happened in a while, since before Olivia had joined the team. Olivia seemed really nervous about it, almost like she was worried that Shannon would say no. Of course Shannon said yes. Olivia was visibly relieved, and Shannon further reassured her that they were going to have So. Much. Fun. After all, Shannon thought, they were besties. --- Olivia stood in the elevator full of swimmers, stomach churning. This was either going to go really well, or really badly. Best-case, she'd cement a friendship for life, turning her pee-centric relationship with Shannon into one where she could be open with her about her... lifestyle. Worst-case, this would be a bridge too far, and Shannon would snitch to the entire team that Olivia wore adult diapers. Well, Olivia was no stranger to quitting sports' teams. The elevator doors opened. Seconds later Olivia and Shannon were alone in their shared cheapo hotel room. It was small, with only a queen-sized for the two of them. No way to hide this now, Olivia thought. Shannon was going on about something or other but Olivia couldn't process it. She watched Shannon unpack and tried to steel her nerves. Shannon was, by all accounts, pretty, and could rock the university-monogrammed tracksuits the whole team wore during the bus ride. She had a similar swimmers' build to Olivia albeit with bigger boobs, and was of the pale, ginger, freckly type. She was a year older than Olivia, having met her during freshman orientation while recruiting at the swim team's booth. Olivia was looking for activities to join when she heard Shannon talking about peeing herself during practice clear on the other side of the room, much like an owl hearing a mouse at a mile's distance. The other swimmers there were valiantly trying to shut Shannon up for fear that she'd scare people away. Perhaps she did, but Olivia signed up on the spot. Thinking back on the memory gave Olivia confidence. Shannon was a weird piss slut just like her! She would understand. Olivia cut Shannon off. "Hey, I need to tell you something, if we're going to be rooming together..." Shannon seemed a bit alarmed. "Yeah sure, what is it?" "Look, you have to promise me you wont tell anyone about what I'm about to say." Shannon sat down on the bed. "Okay, I promise." "I'm serious." Olivia was the sternest Shannon had ever seen her. "Jeez, okay, what is it?" Shannon said with a nervous laugh. Olivia went to speak, but her words caught in her throat. Fuck, when she admitted this to Kate it was over text. The ice had already been broken when she discussed it with Rob. "Is everything okay? Look, I'm here for you if this is something serious." Olivia was panicking. She decided to rip off the band-aid. Shannon watched as Olivia grabbed her waistband and dropped her track pants. Olivia stood there, face bright red, adult diaper on display. It was clearly already wet from the hours-long bus ride. Dead silence filled the room as Shannon's hand shot to her mouth, suppressing a gasp. Then, uproarious laughter. Oh god, thought Olivia. Already in panic mode, she began to tear up, unable to tolerate Shannon's mockery. She began sobbing and lost control of her bladder, the hot wet feeling around her crotch adding injury to insult. Shannon heard the sob, stopped laughing immediately, and stood up from the bed. "Oh baby, nonononono..." she murmured as she wrapped Olivia in a hug. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have laughed. It's just, oh my god, this explains so much!" Olivia sniffled. "You don't think I'm weird?" "Girl, we're both weird. Is this an all the time thing? I thought we were just having fun!" "Yeah, I kind of... need this. When I'm not in the pool." Olivia took a deep breath. "But I do also think it's fun." She smiled, and reached down to pull up her pants. Shannon smiled back. "Well look, I won't tell a soul. I don't want to lose my best pissing buddy. If you ever need any help with this, just let me know, okay? You looked like you might need a change, do you need any help?" Olivia was almost at a loss for words, this was turning around so fast. No one had ever offered to help change her before. "Oh- uh- I mean- yeah I- it'd be nice of you, but- you-don't-have-to." Shannon clapped. "Sounds like a plan." She picked Olivia's bag up off the floor, set it on the bed, and began rooting around in it. "Oh wow, you have a bunch of different kinds in here!" "Oh yeah, heh, it's kind of a situational thing. Have you ever done this before?" "Nope!" "I'll probably need to show you, there's like tricks for getting it snug." Shannon stopped, lost in thought for a second. "How about you do me first. Show me how it should be done." "DO YOU FIRST?" Olivia almost shouted, and then in a whisper, heart pounding, "you want me to put an adult diaper on you?!" "Yeah, it'll be fun! We're always peeing in the pool together, why not in bed?" Shannon punched Olivia lightly on the shoulder. "Dinner's coming up, but I couldn't tell you had that on under your pants. I think I'll be fine." Olivia was beaming now. "Okay, well if you want to, I have plenty. Lay on the bed and take off your pants." "Oh wow moving a bit fast aren't we?" Shannon joked as she did exactly that. --- After dinner the girls laid in bed watching bad TV. No bras, no pants, just adult diapers and the shirts they brought to sleep in. "So, what do you think?" Olivia asked as she flipped through the channels. "Well, I don't think anyone noticed at dinner. It made the seat pretty comfy." Shannon shifted her posture a bit, still trying to get a feel for the tape-on diaper Olivia had expertly equipped her with. "I couldn't pee though. My body wouldn't let me." "Oh weird, I guess I've never been in that situation." "I think I'm going to try holding it. I'll see how long it takes before I lose control." "I already went, so I won't be joining you, but have at it." Some time later, the Food Network was on, Olivia was comfy under the covers, and Shannon was doubled over, holding her crotch through the diaper. "Oh my god girl, just pee!" "No, oh... oh, I need to hold it." "You literally do not need to hold it." "But it's going to feel so good when I- ah- aahhhh." Shannon moaned as her body relaxed. Olivia muted the TV and could hear a torrent of piss hitting the inside of Shannon's diaper. "Holy FUCK this feels so good." Shannon seemed dazed, out of breath. "Do you need me to change you?" "In a sec, I'm still going!" her face was flushed, her body limp. A few more seconds went by. "Okay... I think I need you to change me now." Olivia got out of bed and got her diaper equipment from her bag. Shannon flopped onto her back, legs wide, watching Olivia as she approached. "Damn, you really had to go!" "Yeah!" Olivia deftly changed Shannon's wet diaper before Shannon did the same for Olivia. She did a fine job, Olivia thought, but seemed distracted. They got back in bed, both under the covers, ready to fall asleep at any moment. Shannon rolled over to face Olivia. "Want to make out?" Olivia nearly jumped out of her skin. "Whoaaa whoaa whoaa nooo, what?!" "Olivia please, I need you to touch me. Losing control felt so good, I- I want to share it with you." Shannon was looking at Olivia with a vibe she'd only ever gotten from Rob before. When his clothes were off. "Shannon, god, sorry, no, I just, I have a boyfriend?" "It's just for fun! I- I don't want to fuck you, I'm not in to girls, we're friends! This is friend stuff!" Shannon protested. It was not convincing. She seemed legitimately baffled that this wasn't going like she thought, and was getting more and more flustered as Olivia rebuffed her advances. "Dude, look, I know you get off on this, and so do I, but-" "I don't get off on this!" "Excuse me? Shannon, you've peed on everyone on the team, probably. That is not straight, that isn't-" Olivia buried her face in her pillow, and moaned. "Shannon you have a pee kink!" This seemed to have struck a chord. Shannon's expression changed. "I do not have a pee kink. All the sex I have is totally vanilla, you don't even know! And with guys!" "Yeah. Hm. Sure. Yeah, you're straight and vanilla and just pissed yourself so hard it made you want to make out with ME." Shannon stammered an incoherent rebuttal. Olivia looked at the clock and sighed. "Look... we should go to bed. I'm sorry-" "No I'm sorry-" "Shannon, I'm going to bed. Go finger yourself in the bathroom or something." Olivia turned off the TV switched the light off. "Good night. I'm not mad. We can talk about this in the morning." "...okay." Olivia rolled over to face away from Shannon. "You're a bisexual mess." A bisexual mess. Was she a bisexual mess? Shannon laid in the dark silence for several minutes. She wanted to cry. She gave a deep, shuddering sigh. Maybe there were some... emotions she needed to unpack. But first, she got out of bed and quietly slunk into the bathroom. Her hand sunk beneath the waistband of her fresh diaper, and on the other side of the wall, Olivia smiled, drifting off to sleep.
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  37. Who here likes to hold whenever ur bladder has a little pee? I like to, and when I leak a little, I rush to the bathroom and pee!
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  38. Hi all I have returned from my long period of hibernation as a lurker to post something I have been writing for a while for my girlfriend based on The customer comes first, written by Mark (linked here:) While I enjoyed it I am not a massive fan of huge bladder bulges, so I wrote an alternative piece where a bunch of naked ladies with more regular sized bladders have to endure a shift with no bathroom! I hope you enjoy, feel free to post about who will wet next in the comments and who you think might make it to the end! NOTE: There is one girl who will have full bowels as well as a full bladder, my current plan for her is desperation only, but if poop desperation isn’t your thing just skip over her paragraphs! Thanks! Ellie hurriedly locked her car, cursing her late night drinking plans with her friends causing her to sleep through her alarm this morning, causing her to be late for work. To help pay for her university fees, she had taken up a job waitressing at a local pop-up bar she saw advertised online called ‘Knockers’. It was somewhat similar in appearance to Hooters, except rather than skimpy clothing the waitresses wore nothing at all. At first the idea of working hot hours naked had shocked Ellie but after meeting with the manager Monica and discussing pay ( extremely good) and rules about sexual harassment, she decided to give it a try, 3 months later she loved the pay, was much more confident with her body, not to mention enjoyed the looks she received from customers when she walked past her table. Ellie brushed her red hair out of her face as she pushed into the restaurant. ‘Sorry I’m late! I slept through my alarm-‘ Ellie began, unbuttoning her blouse as she walked, to be greeted with the sight of her colleagues gathered round Monica, the only other dressed person in the room, looking pensive. Ellie did a quick scan of the gathered faces to see who was in today. There was Olivia, the brunette with a perfectly proportioned body; Ella, a curvier brunette with a large chest with pierced nipples; Anna, a Hispanic girl with a smaller chest but a bubble butt; Hollie, a slim blonde with a nice chest and ass; Daphne, the quiet auburn haired girl who was pretty flat all over; Erika, the Chinese girl who had recently started and finally Lauren, the bubbly blond who while on the larger side, had a very impressive chest, although she wasn’t bubbly at the minute, she was biting her lip and looking at her work mates who also looked nervous. Ellie finally finished stripping and packing her clothes into her bag. While she didn’t have the biggest chest, her ass more than made up for it, being perfectly round so that it jiggled tantalisingly as she walked. ‘As I was saying before Ellie announced her arrival to us all…’ Monica said, giving a withering glance to Ellie as she did. ‘There has been a burst water pipe in the restaurant, thankfully this has only caused minor disruption to our water supply, however it does mean that the staff bathrooms are not working, and are unlikely to be fixed by the end of the day.’ Ellie’s eyes widened as she realised why all the girls were looking nervous ‘But what if we you know… need to go?’ Piped up Hollie, the girl with the notoriously small bladder, whose legs were pressed tightly together. ‘As you are aware company policy forbids you from using the customer toilets to avoid the possibility of sexual harassment inside as they are both unisex and lack cameras, therefore you are simply going to have to cross your legs and hold it.’ Monica paused as there were a chorus of gasps and starts of protests from the surrounding girls. ‘Just like you would if we had a rush I might point out. As you are aware we do weekly challenges here between the staff so as far as the customers are aware this will be just another challenge, anybody who is able to last till the end of their shift without having an accident will receive triple overtime hours.’ Monica added. This last statement led to looks of excitement from the girls, with the prospect of so much cash, however a few girls still looked nervous. It was at this moment Ellie realised she hadn’t peed before she left the house, being in such a rush, which resulted in a small pang from her bladder, causing her to cross her slender legs slightly. ‘Obviously this is a proper challenge, so there will be no leaving the building during your lunch break to pee, and if you can’t wait till the end of the shift then you will not receive overtime pay, and you’ll have to clean up your puddle, no dirtying any glasses!’ Monica finished with a daring look in her eye, before wandering off to her office, leaving the right girls stood awkwardly together. ‘Well I’m going to lose, I already need to pee!’ Said Hollie, looking down at her bladder ‘So do I, but we have no choice but to hold it I guess.’ Replied Ella, although she didn’t show any signs of worry. ‘There’s an easy way to find out here, who doesn’t need to pee?’ Asked Anna, looking round her colleagues, only Lauren raised her hand. ‘I don’t yet but when I do I will need to pee then otherwise I will just burst’ Lauren replied sheepishly, Ellie nodded, remembering covering for her friend several times as she dashed for the toilets madly. ‘Well then, try not to wet yourselves guys!’ Olivia stately cheerfully before sauntering off towards the entrance, as the first customers of the day started trickling through the door. This prompted the rest of the girls into action, Ellie, Hollie and Ella were behind the bar, while the rest of the girls were stationed out on the return to floor waiting tables. Ellie: Bladder: 55% Olivia: Bladder: 47% Anna: Bladder: 50% Hollie: Bladder: 65% Daphne: Bladder: 68% Erika: Bladder: 64% Lauren: Bladder: 59% ‘I’m really not sure how long I’m gonna last guys’ Hollie said nervously, already glancing towards the staff room door, knowing that her only source of relief is cut off. ‘Honestly me too’ Added Ella, rubbing her stomach, ‘Monica didn’t mention what to do if we needed to do more than pee did she? It’s just my Mexican food from last night isn’t sitting well…’ Ella: Bladder: 52% Bowels: 66% Ella blushed as she said this, embarrassed by sharing such candid information with her colleagues. ‘You’re definitely going to have to hold that in!’ Ellie replied with a laugh, however she did cast a worried glance over her friends. Her own bladder was pulsating slightly, the knowledge of knowing there was nowhere for her to pee making her need to go even more, but she had no choice but to hold it. Instead Ellie turned towards the expresso machine to make up the first order which had gone through the till and get on with her day, hoping to stay dry till the end of her shift. The first hour went past quickly as the initial opening rush came and went, Ellie and the other girls were kept busy making drinks and serving them, it was hot work so as much as they wanted to avoid it, all the girls were drinking regularly from their own drinks, at this point Hollie had her legs crossed at the ankles when she was stood still, while each pint Ellie poured was causing her discomfort as it reminded her of all the drinks she had the night before which were still sloshing about inside of her. Ella looked tense as she served customers at the till, but otherwise appeared okay. Daphne wandered behind the bar to collect some drinks Ellie had made for her table. ‘How are you holding up Daph?’ Ellie asked, noticing the quiet girl seemed unusually antsy. ‘I already need to pee, so I’m not sure how long I can wait, I don’t exactly have the biggest bladder.’ Daphne replied, crossing her legs as she transferred the glasses to her tray. ‘You can do it, I have faith!’ Ellie answered, though currently she wasn’t sure if *she* would make it till the end of the shift, 6PM was a long 6 hours away. Over the next half an hour Ellie saw all the other girls as they came over to the bar and took away orders. Olivia was starting to tap her foot when she was stood still, though whether that was impatience from her customers ordering too slowly or her filling bladder was anyone’s guess. Erika was walking with her legs pressed firmly together, which resulted in her taking longer to take out her orders, but did cause her ass to jut out seductively. Anna was shifting her weight from foot to foot slowly as she waited for her drinks, however once again that could simply be put down to her energetic nature rather than her need to pee. Finally, Lauren looked completely fine, encouraging the girls behind the bar whilst betraying no hint of need, seemingly holding true to her earlier statement about only becoming desperate when she is about to burst. Ellie: Bladder: 63% Olivia: Bladder: 57% Ella: Bladder: 60% Bowels: 75% Anna: Bladder: 57% Hollie: Bladder: 70% Daphne: Bladder: 76% Erika: Bladder: 74% Lauren: Bladder: 66% As the lunch rush died down and the few customers left were busy tucking into their meals, the girls started ti catch up with themselves and prepare for the afternoon ahead. It was at this point that their bladders started to catch up too, with everyone except Lauren looking uncomfortable, with Erika, Daphne and Hollie all starting to squirm around in desperation. Everyone else including Ellie had their legs crossed or pressed firmly together. Ellie was forced to pause cashing up a table and bend slightly at the waist as a sudden wave of urgency washed over her. Ellie really was beginning to doubt her ability to hold on till the end of her shift, but by the looks of things everyone was in a similar if not worse boat to her. Poor Ella was left massaging her gurgling stomach and crossing her legs tightly, while the rest of the gathered girls all did their best to not dance about. It was this point Monica glided into the bar carrying two trays, one filled with sandwiches, the other with large glasses of water. ‘Right girls here are your lunches, proper sandwich subs and big glasses of water which you need to drink all of it!’ This statement promoted a chorus of groans from the girls, catching the eyes of the few customers eating, but nobody refused. Monica quickly passed the sandwiches and drinks around, with each girl holding into her glass with a hint of trepidation in her eyes, glancing at her fellows and not quite able to bring herself to add more liquid to her rapidly filling bladder. ‘Well?’ Monica demanded with a hint of impatience in her voice. ‘Go on, drink them!’ At this point the girls up ended their glasses and started to gulp down the cool liquid inside. Immediately Daphne, Hollie and Erika started openly squirming, with the rest of the girls crossing their legs, some more tightly than others. The glasses were large and took a while to down, leading to most of the girls shifting around in place by the end of it. Just before she finished her glass, Hollie bobbed down and held herself briefly. Ellie started massaging her belly as she felt her bladder expand to accommodate all the extra liquid forced into it. She glanced down and could see a slight bulge protruding, making her look bloated. She kept her legs crossed tight as she released she was already desperate for the toilet, how was she going to last till the end of her shift, and more importantly what would she do if she did? Once they were done drinking, the girls quickly ate their sandwiches, knowing they only had a short period of time to take a break before the customers started flooding in again. More than a few of the girls glanced longingly towards the toilets but nobody dashed off towards them, however much they might want to. The door swung open again, admitting a large number of guests, they were unusually busy today, good for business and good for the girls as it helped keep their minds off their bladders, however all the walking and talking ensured that they would be forced to constantly sip away at their drinks to stay hydrated. Most of the girls were openly squirming as the effects of their drinks were starting to be felt. Hollie was having to hold herself as she poured drinks for tables, with Daphne occasionally having to stop and give herself a quick squeeze. Erika looked frantic as she shifted from foot to foot taking orders from a indecisive table of 6. Anna was slowly bobbing up and down behind the till with her legs tightly crossed, doing her best to keep her attention on the customer giving her his order. Olivia meanwhile was stood making a latte with her legs tightly crossed, but otherwise she seemed to be in control of her filling bladder. Ella was starting to look extremely uncomfortable with her legs tightly crossed and her entire body tense as she served her customers, her responses strained and short to the point of almost being rude. Ellie was seriously starting to struggle, she was having to keep her legs crossed when she was stood still and keeping her thighs pressed together as she walked. When she was asked to pour a pint out for a customer she had no choice but to start shuffling from foot to foot as the golden liquid flowed into the pint glass in her hand, mimicking exactly the action she wished so desperately to do. Ellie: Bladder: 70% Olivia: Bladder: 77% Ella: Bladder: 70% Bowels: 85% Anna: Bladder: 72% Hollie: Bladder: 78% Daphne: Bladder: 94% Erika: Bladder: 87% Lauren: Bladder: 77% Daphne shuffled up to the bar. “Ellie can you make me a- oh god!” Daphne cried, crossing her legs tightly and holding herself as Ellie started pouring another pint noisily. Ellie stopped, concerned for her friend as Daphne removed her hand which was now glistening with the spurt which had briefly escaped. “ I-I leaked! I really can’t hold it! What am I gonna do?” Daphne stammered, squirming frantically on the spot. “I don’t know Daph, you’re just gonna have to hold it, we don’t really have a choice so we?” Ellie said, wincing at the sound of water splashing into her cup. “But I can’t, it’s starting to run down my legs!” Daphne moaned, pretzeling her legs in an effort to stop the tiny streams of pee running in rivers down her legs. “I’m sorry Daph but there’s nothing I can do, I’m bursting to go too.” Ellie said, her legs also firmly crossed behind the counter. Daphne nodded, breathing deeply before collecting the drinks Ellie had poured for her before heading towards her table with slow steps and legs tightly pressed together, a motion which was increasingly becoming common with all the waitresses. Ellie turned away to make up another order, but no sooner had she read the order check she heard a squeak and the sound of water hitting the carpet. She turned over with a sense of dread to see Daphne frozen in place, her legs apart and knees turned in as she noisily emptied her bursting bladder onto the carpet. Her pent up urine gushed out of her tired crotch as Daphne slowly went bright red, in a mix of embarrassment and sheer pleasure of finally releasing her torturous cargo. Daphne went on peeing for a full minute, the carpet quickly becoming saturated and forming a small puddle, causing her pee to splash back up on her legs as her stream slowly started to petter off and finish, leaving the poor girl stood in a puddle of her own making, chest heaving with exhaustion. The sound of Daphne loudly emptying herself drew the attention of most of the restaurant, with customers straining to get a glimpse of the poor nude girl noisily using the floor as the toilet, with a couple of them clapping at the amount she must have surely been holding inside her. The serving girls all squirmed around with several girls, Hollie and Erika among them, having to hold themselves at the sound of someone finally doing what they do desperately need to do. It was at this point that Monica appeared from her office, drawn by the sounds of the commotion happening. She had a look of disappointment on her face but when she spoke she didn’t have anything harsh to say to Poor Daphne, she merely handed her a mop, some carpet cleaner and said “I guess you’re the first out, sort this out then take 10 minutes on break, then you can start drinking again.” Daphne looked shocked at the last part of her orders “What, we have to keep drinking?” Monica glanced back before adding, “Yep, I am feeling nice today so I will still give you double if you can hold it again till the end of the shift, but if you lose it again then it’s just regular pay.” She then turned and walked back to her office. The girls behind the bar glanced at each other, knowing that if they wet themselves only once they would at least get some bonus for their suffering.
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  39. So, like I said on my last post, it’s been almost a year since I was last active on here. Wetting has been an interest I’ve had since childhood, but it very much comes and goes, waxes and wanes — ebbs and flows. In inactive periods, I never know when it will come back, but it always does. Suddenly I will find myself day-dreaming about wetting my pants, and it inevitably leads to putting it into practice. I have been thinking about wetting myself for a couple of weeks now, with increasing frequency. The other day I was on the bus home from an errand in town. I had to pee, and all I could think about was the long raincoat I was wearing, which goes all the way down to my knees. “I could let some pee out right now and nobody would see anything!” The thought became more and more intrusive, and as I stepped off the bus at my stop, I had all but decided to go for it. I was wearing dark blue, wide-legged pants under my raincoat. The entire walk from my stop to my house I was thinking about letting some pee out into my pants, and I relaxed enough to keep it *right* at the opening, but in the end, I chickened out. I had not wet these particular pants before, and I had no idea how much a wet spot would show. I did also need to pee quite urgently, and while I wasn’t exactly desperate, I was afraid I would not be able to pinch off the stream immediately. I was wearing a long coat, but with the wide legs of the pants, wetness could be unpredictable. I was not raining anymore, so I did not want obvious wet spots suddenly appearing on my legs below my coat if something did not go according to plan. Hence the chickening out… Once safely inside the privacy of my own home, however… Heart hammering from the excitement, I let myself dribble slowly and deliberately into my panties for a few seconds. It felt incredible! So warm and wet. It’s been months since the last time now. Amazingly, all the wetness was contained by my cotton underwear, save for a lone trickle, which tickled as it ran down my left leg and onto the floor. My pants did not get wet at all. How would they show wetness? I pulled the wide pantlegs outward from my hips, so that they were touching the insides of my thighs, and let some more out. Maybe ten seconds this time? Slowly and deliberately — no gushing flood. Just the way I like it. It felt sooo good as the warm wetness seeped slowly into the fabric, wicking its way down my thighs when my underwear could no longer contain it all. To my astonishment, the wetness was virtually undetectable, even up close and in bright daylight. What?! The potential! I only had limited time by myself that day, so I went into clean-up mode immediately, but I decided on the spot (hah!) that I would take these pants and my long raincoat out for an adventure again. And actually go through with it. And just the other day I did! I knew I’d have some time to myself that afternoon, so that morning I started drinking large quantities of water. With frequent trips to the bathroom, I soon had my kidneys working at full capacity, and I got ready to go out. I had an errand to run, anyway, so it was all good. I put on cotton bike shorts under my wide-legged pants, because I wanted something more than just my underwear that would hold the wetness against my skin. As soon as I put them on, I let a little dribble out. Just to get me started, and just enough to get a little wet spot at the crotch. As preparation, you know? 😈 The wetness felt lovely against my skin, and my heart started hammering with anticipation for what I was about to do. I already had to pee when I left the house. I wasn’t yet desperate, but the need was quite pressing and getting close to uncomfortable, and under normal circumstances, I would have gone to the bathroom already by now. Given how quickly my bladder had been filling up, I was expecting to be quite desperate by the time I returned home, even though my errand would not take me long. I never really do holds, so the unfamiliar territory heightened my anticipation. My route to my errand took me through a large park. There were people around, but nobody very close to me. As I was walking, I could feel my bladder filling up. I did not feel the need to hold myself or dance around, but if I’d suddenly had to cough or sneeze, I don't think I would have been able to manage without leaking. I haven’t done many sneaky wettings in public before, but the few times I’ve done it, I have struggled to be able to let it flow while walking. I’ve always had to stop to pretend to look at something or stretch, or whatever, to be able to let go. Today, I concentrated really hard as I was approaching the building where I was going, and as I crossed the parking lot, I was able to manage a little dribble, just a couple of seconds. It felt amazing! My heart was racing, and I could feel the warm wetness spread out all across my crotch area and toward the back. I did it! The rush I got from the sensation of pee trickling out into my pants in broad daylight with other people nearby who did not suspect a thing was mind-blowing! I’m sure I was both flushed and absent-minded as I completed my errand, because all I could think about was the hidden wetness in my pants. I exited the building and started walking home again. I really had to pee now — my tiny dribbles had done nothing to ease the building pressure in my bladder. Since I find it easier to release my pee when I’m not moving, I stopped for a second and pretended to read something on my phone. I don’t think I could have focused on my phone screen even if I had wanted to, though, because all my focus was on my bladder muscles, as I relaxed and let some more pee flow into my pants. It was not quite a gush, but more than a dribble, so… a trickle? A spurt? I let the deliciously naughty, warm, wet pee flow into my pants for five-six seconds before I pinched off the stream. With my bladder as full as it was, it was harder than I expected to stop the flow, and I had a tiny flutter of panic before I managed. My entire crotch was warm and wet, front and back, as well as the top part of the inside of my thighs. Nothing was visible to anyone, thanks to my coat, and I had not felt any trickles down my legs below my bike shorts, but the crotch area of my pants was soaked! This felt very much like a proper wetting, more so than the tiny, sneaky dribbles I have done in the past. The feeling was exhilarating! I had really done it! I had sneakily and secretly wet myself in public! I started walking again, and the warm wetness quickly cooled. My bike shorts had soaked through to my pants, and the wet pantlegs clung to me as I walked, impossible to ignore. My brain kept shouting: “I wet myself! I wet myself! I peed my pants! I actually peed my pants in public!” It was an exhilarating feeling to know that I had truly done it: I wet myself in public, and nobody could see! The THRILL! My heart was racing so fast! My longer spurt had taken the edge off my urgent need to pee, but the pressure soon built again, and by the time I was getting close to my house, my bladder was so full, it was starting to hurt. Almost without thinking, I let another little spurt out as I walked up the steps to my house. The thighs of my bike shorts were so wet by now. Once inside, I took my coat off and inspected the damage. From the front, nothing was visible, but from the back… There was a definite wet spot, unmistakable, in an upside-down U-shape across my butt and down the backs of my thighs. Thank God for long coats, right? 😉 I was still bursting, though, and not wanting my wet fun to end, I stepped into my shower, squatted down, and emptied my bladder right through my clothes. The relief was euphoric! My bladder was so full, and I’m not used to holding this long. I just kept going… and going… and going… I made a huge puddle on the tiled floor in my shower. I don’t think I’ve ever wet in my clothes while squatting down before. I usually do it standing up, to feel it running down my legs, but this way was nice too! The wetness spread across my butt in unexpected ways, and the pee splashed onto the floor from multiple spots where it had soaked through my clothes; it wasn’t just a single stream. Afterwards, when I stood up, I could feel the wetness from my soaked backside wick and wind its way down the backs of my legs, but as the lower parts of my pantlegs had not gotten wet before, they absorbed it all and nothing dripped on the floor. Reveling in the sensation of wet clothes against my skin, I did some chores around the house before I threw everything in the wash and went to take a shower.
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  40. worn one day and decided to pee in them!
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  41. Hi there! 👋🙂 y'all can call me Momo... I'm 25, female, mixed race (Japanese, Cree, mixed European). I've always been pretty secretive about this particular kink of mine, but lately I been thinking it'd be fun to have an omo friend or two to play with lol so here i am 🤷‍♀️ I basically just love any situation where I know someone really has to pee but they definitely can't pee. And the longer they gotta hold it the better, cuz then I get more squirmy/bouncy/crotch-squeezey goodness 😈😁 I also really like the idea of being in that position myself, but it takes me so long to get to that point that I usually give up 😅🙃 Down to try again tho, if someone wants to be my coach ♡ x) Not really into diapers, and definitely not into messing (no shame lol, just a me thing) but as long as you're not looking for that stuff, might as well say hi and see if we get along, right? 😊 Looking forward to getting to know the community - Momo.
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  44. Thank you very much for your critique, it's very much appreciated. Firstly, it must be said that I do struggle with time tense, and it's my biggest flaw as a writer without a doubt. It's especially bad with long stories, which this happens to be. And as you mentioned, my graphic descriptions clashing with the more casual writing style could also be improved. I'll do my best to improve this in future, and at the very least, I'll make slow transitions between these writing styles. Unfortunately, I see dialogue and exposition as an obstacle, as, excuse the pun, the potatoes, gravy and champagne is the embarrassment, desperation and excretion. Combined with my long chapters, all of which I try to include at least one scene in, it does end up being incredibly fast paced. I realize that I am trying to achieve a lot in not a lot of time, which as you can tell it's more than just the brownies and lemonade, it's also about the characters. I have neglected the main character's main appeal, her gothic aspect. I will attempt to delve into this very soon, so thanks for the heads up. Of course goth is more than just appearance, and I should explore it more. Before I finish up this story, I do intend to go into depth with Sam and Beth in particular. Trixie is more of a comic relief character and was intentionally written to be the most unrealistic of the trio. I will also wholeheartedly admit that Sam's family debacle is a poorly written mess, in defense of chapter 2, I came back to writing after three years of being dormant, so I had a few growing pains over the first few chapters. Hopefully I'll be able to salvage the complicated family situation as well. The family conversations are also admittedly poorly written. I hadn't noticed that chapter 2 is very well written, and unlike a lot of the other chapters, it's genuinely captivating, and it's purely a pee scene too. Perhaps I would benefit from writing more exclusive pee scenes in awkward conditions, this would also appeal to a wider audience too. Thank you for the criticism, and thanks for reassuring me that my writing about the baking of brownies isn't too repugnant. Finally, after a while writing this story got a little too much for me. Aside from taking a break, I don't know where to take the story. But now, I think it would be a good idea to begin exploring just one more integral character and what kind of story would this be if it were a slice of life. I plan on adding a very wicked twist to the story in the coming chapters. I know one thing though, my descriptions are indeed second to none, and I'll use that to my advantage. Thanks for the feedback, it has inspired me to make an invigorating comeback after my recent hiatus.
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  45. is it ok? I highly recommend it! It's my fav way to masturbate.
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  46. She was originally against posting her face, but since no one at work recognized her earlier v ids once I posted them she decided it would be okay
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  47. Here is six pics of her peeing her jeans, Included is a video of her peeing her panties at work VIDEO0061.3gp
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