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  1. Aren't you a bit quick to judge? Who says it's for the kink? I have for instance asked a bus driver when the next stop was going to be because I was desperate. That is not involving anyone in my kink. I was genuinely concerned I was going to piss myself on his bus and didn't want that to happen.
    5 points
  2. Interestingly enough I’ve had issues with my bladder since my third child. The urge and frequency only get worse as I age. I’ve talked to doctors about it but due to other medical issues, I can’t use the standard treatments. Now I am a 46 year old mom, in pretty good shape, and attractive(or so I’ve been told lol.) blonde hair blue eyes, large breasts, flat belly. I’m struggling between I can manage this on my own and I need padding. The last few months it has gotten to a point where if I am not at the minimum wearing a highly absorbent pad I have a noticeable wet spot most days. All of my underwear are stained. So I have worn a pad every day for a few months. However now (and even before) it’s not always enough. I purchased some always discreet and I have so much more of a sense of security in them. I can’t believe it. I’m not limited in my clothing choices by how they will show a leak or more than a leak. I’m wearing to work, daily now for a week or so, small office, one bathroom, coworkers who can be in there for 40 minutes sometimes (seriously why?) I am the girl at work who goes every 20 minutes usually. I would meet clients and have to interrupt the meeting with them or I would pee myself, but no more! I wear on any drive over 30 minutes because I would have to stop to pee, and that often makes me late, or I show up to the doctor or wherever with wet pants even though I stopped. At home, I’m still wearing a pad and I usually make it ok unless I misjudge the urgency, and sometimes I do. But I’m not ready yet to tell my family I’m at this point, I don’t know why? They know not to talk to me after I get home until I’ve had time to use the bathroom, because I can’t hold it. They know when I say we have to find a bathroom that means we have about 3 minutes max. They know we always stop when going anywhere for me at a minimum of every hour. Which makes long road trips terribly long. I did tell my boyfriend that I was getting depends or something for our next road trip so he didn’t always have to stop for me and he didn’t seem opposed. I’m unsure why I can’t just say this is my life now and let it out. I think part of my fear of saying this is that I enjoy wearing them, I have for a while but haven’t indulged. Sometimes it’s sexual but mostly it just feels good and I am so much more relaxed. Seriously a wet diaper is just so nice. I do like wetting my pants, in private. Not out where I’m constantly humiliated. Anyone else feel like this? Am I alone? Do I just keep hiding the pull ups for now until I’m more confident in what I need to say? The only options to me medically(which is what my boyfriend suggests sometimes) are surgery or Botox, and my insurance doesn’t pay for them yet.
    4 points
  3. Admitting you have to pee to a stranger has nothing to do with the fetish even if you have a fetish. It wouldn't necessarily be a weird thing. I am sure there are plenty of people who have no fetish who are around strangers and admit to one another that they have to pee. During my job I was in numerous situations where I communicated with members of the public where I mentioned that I needed to go to the bathroom and strangely enough even chatted about the fact that I wasn't peeing all day. Really annoyingly though was that one of them actually left the park and went home to go to the bathroom and then came back later and was chatting with me and I never got a chance to go to the bathroom as I wasn't able to leave the park. That was rather awkward and frustrating and I think that they were fascinated by my situation. But there have been other situations where I had been waiting in line with people or around other people who clearly needed to go to the bathroom and we discussed mutually the fact that we needed to go to the bathroom. I am sure that they didn't think that it had any fetish implications.
    4 points
  4. 4,695 downloads

    Desperate women enter a store and have to endure holding it while they wait for their turn to use the bathroom. When they finally get a chance to enter the bathroom they immediately start wetting themselves over the toilet. More videos like this here: Enjoy
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    3 points
  5. I don't think this review video from last year has been posted here... Apart from georgeous Sunny W., this diaper seems to be absolute top of the bill? Only one or two mentiones here... they come with a prize, obviously. But I'm tempted to spend some and try them out... 🥰 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vjggt3P18W8
    3 points
  6. From the album: Spectre’s GMod Album

    Venti tries to relieve himself infront of a tree, but he couldn't get his shorts down in time, completely soaking them. Poor boy!

    © Genshin Impact

    3 points
  7. Several of my ex girlfriends have enjoyed planned cinema desperation. They'd drink 2 pints of water before leaving home, have a massive drink during the film and wait until we'd made love afterwards back at home. They'd experiment with how long before the film they could tolerate drinking the 2 pints. Record was 3.5 hours before, leading to a total of 6 hours before we got home and more like 7.5 before she could pee. Heaven!
    3 points
  8. I don't think there is a "full" version of this video. But, there are 4 separate parts. part 1.mp4 part 2.mp4 part 3.mp4 part 4.mp4 There was also a 2nd session filmed that same night. I have 3 parts of it. The creator posted all of these to Twitter. 2_part 1.mp4 2_part 2.mp4 2_part 3.mp4
    3 points
  9. Literally like 2 hours ago 😬 I was out shopping and I had been plenty of fluids so I knew I was going to need to go soon, but I overestimated how long that would be. Thanks to my OAB, I got a HUGE urge out of NOWHERE and rushed to the bathroom. Thankfully there was an open stall but I couldn’t get my belt unbuckled in time.
    3 points
  10. I absolutely share this fantasy! Something like cuddling in bed or on the couch, getting desperate and noticing your partner squirming next to me, and deciding just to release in hope they'll join in has definitely been a concept that's ran through my head a good few times. The amount of pee that would come out of both of us having a full bladder, all of it soaking into the couch or spilling off onto the floor, it's all just so good.
    3 points
  11. One very important thing to know about me is that I absolutely love my job. It’s taken me a very long time to find a place that I genuinely like getting up and going to most days. It’s very public facing, very customer-service oriented, but it fits me well. It doesn’t much for me to get focused on what I’m doing because I am more than happy to do it. It’s wonderful and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. The second very important thing to know about me is that I love coffee. It’s never been something that’s been known to wake me up, it never really has, but I love the routine involved. Plus, it doesn’t help that I love the smell and could spend hours in a coffee shop just writing away, but that’s an entirely different story for a different day. Oh, and I guess there’s a third thing that you might need to know that’s important. I have a laughably small bladder. Surely, by now, you’re seeing that these three facts can cause, well…some trouble. After nearly a year in my current position, I was given the opportunity to move to a different one. It was an unexpected jump, but it involves working with people a lot more, which means my focus is usually on whomever is in front of me. This usually means that my focus is on a child screaming random nonsense at me that I need to decipher, but it’s genuinely amusing. This also means I have multiple stories. The story that I’ll share today is as recent as yesterday. I was roped into working on an outdoor children’s program that I forgot about until the very last minute. Luckily I was mostly prepared, but I forgot I would have to actively participate. Not a big deal – got in the car, immediately picked up a hilariously large 32 oz coffee (pumpkin spice, first of the season, I was in an absolute state of bliss), and made my way to work. I met up with my coworker who would be joining me on our outdoor excursion to discuss how we were going to do it, spent a half hour helping out where I could, then we were on our way. As much as I love coffee, it runs through me and quickly. I swear I only took a few sips before I knew that I was potentially going to have an issue. I sat down on one of the benches outside of the building with required supplies sitting between me and my colleague, and held my coffee on my lap. Now, I knew the program was only meant to last for an hour, but between late arrivals and clean up, we were looking at almost two. I debated with myself at the speed I would drink my coffee, wanting to savor the flavor, but after a half hour of no one showing up, I needed something to do. Keep in mind, this colleague of mine had only started working with me not even two weeks ago and barely knew me. Imagine my embarrassment when she immediately stopped what she was saying, gave me a look, and asked the question I really hoped she wouldn’t ask, “Do you need to go to the bathroom?” Cue the laugh and the excuse of, “Absolutely not” as I readjusted my position on the bench. Clearly I was unaware of just how much foot tapping I had been doing. It’s a habit that I think I’ve always had, and even if I’m not paying attention to my own bladder, my foot apparently is. I had to admit to myself silently that not even a quarter way through my coffee I was very aware that I had to pee, but I didn’t necessarily feel like getting up just yet. It was very nice weather, cloudy with a breeze, and without any humidity? I was content. Still, I decided it might not be a bad idea to slow down with the coffee. There was still a lot of time left to go, and I couldn’t stand the idea of having another red-faced moment. My cheeks were still burning well after the fact. Not too long after her question, we had our first arrivals. Several children ran up to us with pure delight, shoved their hands into the tubs full of chalk, and immediately started drawing wherever they could. It was impressive some of the things these kids came up with and created, and it was around this time I realized I needed to join in. Begrudgingly, I got off the bench, grabbed some chalk and my coffee, and dropped down to my knees at an empty section of sidewalk and started to work. I didn’t really feel like being on the ground, but the best way to join in on these things is to just do it. The kids were delighted to help, I was amused by what they were doing, and hey, I had my coffee to keep me company as well. It was a nice little break to the day and a fantastic distraction from my other million and one thoughts I was worried about, but apparently it was too much of a distraction. I’m not exactly sure when it hit me that I was hitting struggle territory. I don’t know if I had been in the middle of drawing a sailboat, half-bent over on my hands and knees to color in the sail, or if it was when I sat back to see what I had done so far that I realized I really needed to pee. I suppose it doesn’t matter too much, but it did not help the situation. The last thing I wanted was to make the problem worse, but I also wasn’t done drawing yet. Being stubborn, I decided that I needed to finish my drawing before I got up, but the moment I bent back over to color the sail in, I immediately regretted the decision. I tend to not be too hyper aware of myself sometimes, but between the realization I had to pee and my positioning, I was entirely too aware by the tiny bit of heat that seemingly came out of nowhere. I swear I could feel every little miniscule movement as my bladder threatened to betray me in the worst possible way. If I wasn’t familiar with the sensation, I would have probably been more alarmed by how obvious it felt; like a tiny little river snaking its way from my bladder and to my panties, but luckily I was able to hide the tiny bit of shock. I was able to clamp up really quickly and sat up to take a breath to try and calm myself down just enough to keep things from progressing further than they needed to. Curious, I snuck a look at my coffee – I was about three quarters of the way finished. I had chugged down nearly 20 ounces of coffee in less than an hour and the program still wasn’t done. Not wanting to dare push things further, I decided that my drawing was done and very carefully stood back up. I’m very glad that no one was paying attention to me and were thoroughly engrossed in their work as I don’t know that I was able to mask the expression on my face when I felt another very hot leak find its way through to my panties. I was very relieved that my jeans were at least a medium-dark wash so hopefully it would hide any leaks if things got that far. I very quickly gave myself a quick check with my hands by running them along my back under the guise of trying to remove chalk dust. It seemed that I was still in the all clear, except my butt was definitely covered in chalk. I figured it was the required price to pay and I returned to the bench. I didn’t plan to finish my coffee, but sitting on the bench just watching what was happening didn’t give me much to do. It doesn’t help that pumpkin spice is pretty much my weakness and with it being my first one of the season, I was finishing it. So, I sat there, drank the last eight ounces of my coffee, and found myself with an even bigger problem. There was absolutely no denying on my end that I had to pee like no tomorrow. The pressure was absolutely awful and no amount of shifting and wiggling was going to help me fix it. Not while sitting at least. Needing to distract myself further for at least another 45 minutes, I forced myself up off the bench, threw out my coffee cup, and started to walk around. Walking seemed to help for a bit, though I had to cross my legs many many times to keep myself from having any further leaks. Well, big ones at least. I couldn’t entirely stop the little spurts from squeaking through, but I kept the worst of it at bay. The uneven sidewalk was an excellent excuse for my funny little walk and I kept that reasoning the entire time we were outside until finally, at last, the last children left. Now, you might think the story ends here and that I managed to escape and all is well. The problem is, I can’t exactly say that. My colleague and I were really quick with cleaning up, but the problem is there was a lot of bending to get the chalk off the ground. Full bladder plus bending? Wasn’t doing me any favors, but I survived that as best as I could. The next challenge was the set of stairs to get onto the main floor of the building. Sure I could have taken the elevator, but it’s slow and clunky, and even though I wouldn’t be too fond of it, the stairs would be quicker. I just about ran up those stairs towards the safety of our single bathroom in our back office. However, I did not take into account that everyone was working that day and in a building full of women? That bathroom almost always has someone in it. Luckily in the safety of the back I was free to do my little dance of desperation without any judgement. We’ve all been in that position multiple times and have had similar moments all throughout the week, and today it was apparently my turn. After what felt like far too long, I was finally able to get into the bathroom and I’m fairly positive that my pants weren’t even fully down before the flood came loose. By sheer luck I was mostly near the toilet, but there was definitely clean up involved. While my pants managed to mostly survive the onslaught without being too obvious, my panties (and my ego) certainly did not.
    2 points
  12. 1,440 downloads

    A very cute green haired girls wets her pants and talks to the camera ☺️
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    2 points
  13. From the album: Jailor Eckman's (Fluffier) Hoard

    This squirrel girl is a character idea I've been toying around with a bit --- inspired by the joke that being desperate to pee usually involves some "squirrelly" fidgeting! Her name is Nutmeg, and you'll likely see more of her here! In this one, poor Nutmeg's been stuck at work all day! She's had a lot of water --- for reasons that may be elaborated upon in the future --- and now it really wants to come out!
    2 points
  14. Here is the scene from the movie for you all. Untogether.mp4
    2 points
  15. In the train

    This story I have to tell is about 1 year ago, I was at a football game with a friend and it took us 3 hours there and 3 hours back when we arrived at the stadium, my girlfriend went to the toilet and I went followed her but since the toilet was too disgusting for me I decided to wait until the return trip and go to the toilet on the train and after we wanted to go back after the game I had to, but the problem was that the only train toilet was broken and at some point I couldn't hold on anymore and I wet my pants and then had to sit around on the train for over 1 hour, which was extremely uncomfortable🙈
    2 points
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  17. 5 hour pee desperation.mp4 Here you go. Don't think it's on the DNP list.
    2 points
  18. @AM12 Seeing Dave Franco pee in his pants TWICE!??! WOW! That is awesome!
    2 points
  19. Hello! I'm back with another animation~ Commission4-1.mp4 Just a lady enjoying a fun, casual wetting!~ That part was really fun to do! It's 100% something I'd like to expand on and insert into future works~
    2 points
  20. Yes. Please kindly give me a day. It’s in another phone.
    2 points
  21. 4190f1390c6a672d2458a74e7db83579.mp4
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  22. Chapter 10: The Sleepover, Part 1 (wetting, implied diaper use) "This is a nice neighborhood!" Lexi thought as she drove through the tree-lined streets. Olivia's parent's house was a short drive from campus, but even so, Lexi hoped she would find it fast. She already had to pee. Other than the address, the only thing Olivia had told her was "make sure you show up with a full bladder! ;)" Lexi found number 39 and parked out front. Sure enough, two other cars were already there. Was she the last to arrive, then? Lexi pulled her sleeping bag from the back seat and walked across the lawn to ring the door bell. Her bladder twinged and she rubbed her thighs together anxiously as she waited for the door to be opened. Which it soon was by a friendly-looking middle-aged man. "Hi! You must be Lexi. The girls are all in the basement. Take off your shoes and I'll show you down." Mr. Smith led Lexi through the house and down into a nicely finished basement, complete with a big TV and couches for movie-watching. Clearly this was where the sleepover was going to take place: Olivia, Kate, and Shannon sat on the couches surrounding a bag of chips, each sipping a Michelob Ultra. The girls greeted Lexi warmly as she made her way down the stairs. "Hey, you found the place!" Kate exclaimed. Shannon mumbled through a mouthful of Doritos. "Yeah, we were wondering if you got lost." Olivia slapped her knees theatrically. "Alright! Lexi's here so it's time for our icebreaker. I assume you all have to pee?" "Yeah, kind of bad actually." Lexi responded. Shannon also nodded. But Kate looked confused. "Did I miss a memo or something? I thought we were going to be in diapers." "I mean, yeah," said Olivia "but I thought we could all pee our panties first. Just to prove were all serious, you know? Show Lexi that this is a safe space?" Lexi blushed heavily. They were going to pee their PANTIES, together?! What was this language? She looked around and no one else seemed rustled by this, but Kate did awkwardly interject. "Shit, I guess I did miss the memo then. I put a diaper on before I left." Kate lifted her shirt to reveal the waistband of an adult diaper under her jeans. "I peed while we were waiting for Lexi." "I guess the rest of us will have to keep holding it then. Did you bring ANY panties? You can borrow mine if you want." Kate giggled. "No, but I brought a bunch of Abri-forms!" "Come on upstairs then, you can pick something out. You guys can put your pajamas on if you want." And with that, Olivia and Kate went upstairs, leaving Shannon and Lexi alone. Shannon was quick to speak up. "Goddamn it, Kate! I really have to pee." "Me too! I was kind of hoping I could put a diaper on when I got here." Lexi hesitated before continuing. "Olivia wants us to pee our... underwear?" "Yeah, I guess. Seems like a fun icebreaker." "You aren't like, embarrassed at all about that?" Shannon laughed. "No way, I pee myself all the time! In the pool anyway, I can't remember the last time I pissed myself not wearing a bathing suit. It's fun!" "Fun?!" "Yeah, if you really have to go it feels kind of like cumming." Lexi was briefly speechless. "Does it actually? Every time it happens to me I don't even notice." "That's a shame. Losing control feels fantastic! It's probably less fun when its not on purpose but trust me, the feeling of release is out of this world." Lexi only bit her lip. "Really Lexi, don't worry about it. We're all in the same boat here. And we're going to be seeing a lot of... each other tonight. Changing each other's diapers and stuff. So it'll be good to rip off the band-aid." Lexi sighed, but it seemed to Shannon that she'd made a decision. "Well if it feels that good, I better get a drink then." Lexi gestured to Shannon's beer. "Where are the drinks? Anything non-alcoholic?" Shannon beamed at her. "Ay, that's the spirit! There's some Sprite in the mini-fridge over there." "Cool." Lexi got up and grabbed a drink. Shannon meanwhile, went over to what Lexi assumed was her duffel bag and pulled out her pajamas. Lexi quickly averted her gaze for privacy as Shannon lowered her shorts, as though suddenly the Sprite in the fridge was incredibly interesting. When she returned to the couches Lexi saw that Shannon had changed into a matching red pajama set, with shorts and a buttoned shirt that hung loosely about her breasts. "I guess I'd better change too." said Lexi as she set her drink on top of the fridge. She dropped her own shorts and removed her bra to change into a large Disney-branded graphic tee and gingham pajama pants, noting that Shannon did not look away. Meanwhile, the door to the basement creaked open and Kate and Olivia returned from above. "Alright ladies, I'm a big girl now!" Kate announced. She carried her jeans in her hand, the pink and white polka-dotted briefs that she'd borrowed from Olivia on full display. Olivia had also changed into her pajamas: a black band t-shirt and athletic shorts. "Very sexy." Shannon said with what Lexi assumed was sarcasm. "Now start chugging before we all wet ourselves on Olivia's couch!" Kate was rummaging through her wicker overnight bag. "I'm on it!" Off came Kate's socks, shirt, and bra and she climbed into an oversized sweatshirt that fell to mid-thigh, concealing her lack of pants. She retrieved her car keys and walked over to the fridge, gesturing at Lexi, who now hovered near it clutching her soda. "Beer me." Lexi dutifully handed her a fresh Michelob Ultra which Kate dexterously stabbed with the keys and shotgunned it with the finesse of a practiced expert. --- It didn't take long for Kate's bladder to fill back up, but even so, the other girls were eager for relief. Olivia was sitting on her heel and Shannon and Lexi were now both holding themselves through their pajamas. Lexi wished she could hold herself inside her shorts and was elated when Shannon did just that, hand reaching down into her panties to her pee hole. Figuring that meant it was appropriate to do the same, Lexi followed her lead. Olivia seemed more concerned for her friends than for herself. "Kate do you have to pee yet? These girls are about to flood my parents' furniture and I don't know how many more leaks my training panties can take!" Shannon gasped. "Cheater!" "I have like no bladder control! Unlike you perverts I actually NEED diapers! Lexi excepted of course." "Guys, don't fight!" Kate was already pretty drunk from all her chugging and slightly slurred her words. "I leaked too!" She opened her legs, the sweatshirt riding up to reveal a small wet patch on the borrowed panties. Olivia barked out a laugh. "Damn, lets get in the shower then! Everybody up!" Olivia led the girls to the top floor of the house and into the bathroom across from her room. "Okay, off with your pants! You can leave whatever else on if you want. Make sure you make it into the tub before you have an accident and then I've got some towels here to dry off." Lexi sheepishly slid her shorts down to reveal a pair of teal panties with pink trim and a bow. The other girls seem so comfortable, she thought, totally unfazed by getting naked around each other. Olivia in particular oozed confidence even as she exposed her clearly peed-in training panties. They were pink and patterned with unicorn decals - Lexi wondered where Olivia had found adult-sized underwear like that. Kate's borrowed pink and white spotted panties, meanwhile, were soaked at the crotch. Kate calmly stepped into the shower and pulled off her hoodie, exposing her tits. The wet patch grew instantly and pee streamed down the inside of her legs. "Ahh..." Kate sighed, exhaling deeply as she relaxed her tense muscles. Shannon half-yelped, half-moaned at the sight of Kate giving up control. She'd only just started pulling down her shorts and now she almost ripped them off to reveal purple panties with strawberry print. Lexi noticed that there was a sizable wet spot on her butt - clearly Shannon had just leaked pretty considerably. Shannon scrambled into the tub next to Kate and properly lost control as soon as her foot touched Kate's growing puddle. She grabbed at her buttoned shirt and held it up to save it from the blast radius. Whereas Kate seemed calm, Shannon seemed flustered. "Holy fuck..." was all Shannon was able to groan out, red-faced. The drumming and splattering noises of her piss stream hitting the tub joined in with Kate's. Lexi had to pee so badly that she was holding onto her crotch with both hands. But she was uncertain about joining her new friends in the tub. She couldn't believe they were just pissing their pants like this in front of her, Kate almost naked, pressed against each other in the confined space, urine splashing over each others feet and legs. Surely pee was going to get on her. Was that better or worse than her pee getting on somebody else? Olivia was clearly struggling to hold on. She crossed her legs tightly and the wet spot on her padded underwear had grown and darkened, but she still hadn't entered the tub. "Its okay if you're nervous, Lexi. I was hoping that this would get you over the hump of feeling embarrassed. You know, to see that we all pee ourselves and wear diapers too! Once we embraced it we were able to help each other out." Olivia held out a hand. "Here, take my hand, I'll step in with you and we can go at the same time." "Okay." gulped Lexi, and letting go of herself she took Olivia's outstretched hand and was led into the shower. The girls were pressed together like sardines - Olivia's face was inches from Lexi's and she could feel the press of Shannon's wet panties on the back of her thigh and the splashing of Shannon's stream on her ankles. Kate and Shannon's hot pee drained around her toes. "Do you want to take your shirt off so it wont get wet?" Olivia asked, as she removed her own shirt to reveal a small sports bra. "I'm good..." Lexi wasn't sure if she was close enough with these girls for them to see her boobs - but she had a feeling she was about to see a lot of them. She held up her shirt like Shannon had done. "Okay, on the count of three: relax." Lexi nodded. "One. Two Three!" On "three", Olivia squeezed Lexi's hand and relaxed bladder. Pee pooled inside of her padded underwear. It took a few seconds to saturate the training panties, but soon enough Olivia's full adult bladder became too much for them to handle. Pee began to run down Olivia's legs, something Lexi could only hear and feel as rogue streams lapped at her own legs. Despite being surrounded by peeing girls, and despite needing to pee super badly, Lexi just couldn't do it. She'd relaxed her body as much as she thought she could but doing this on purpose ran counter to her brain's every impulse. "Are you going?" asked Olivia, who seemed very blasé even though she was "going" herself. "I can't do it! I'm sorry. I'm trying. I just can't make myself do it!" By this point, Kate and Shannon had finished wetting and were watching the new inductee's performance eagerly. "Picture you're sitting on a toilet!" Kate offered. "That's what I had to do when I first started wearing diapers." Lexi closed her eyes, tried to imagine it, even squatted a bit, her panties brushing Shannon's crotch and absorbing some of its moisture. But nothing happened. "It's not working, my body isn't letting me do it!" Shannon spoke up. "I have an idea." Smiling, she reached above Lexi's hips to where her lifted shirt had exposed her skin and began to tickle Lexi from behind. "Hey! Guys! Come on!" Lexi giggled and writhed around, losing control of her body. Olivia laughed at the sight and squatted down to help tickle Lexi's lower half. This put Olivia front and center to see a leak darken Lexi's teal panties. "Keep going, it's working!" Lexi wasn't sure if she was pleased or not to be wetting herself uncontrollably around these girls, but her fight-or-flight response had kicked in from the tickling and in the moment she didn't care. Leak after leak escaped her until they joined into a great flood. Pee washed over Olivia's hands and Shannon could feel a new warmth in her panties, almost grinding into Lexi's butt. They stopped tickling, and Lexi took deeper and deeper breaths as she recovered from her giggles and hyper-ventilation. She clutched at her t-shirt, pee still splashing from her saturated panties into the tub. Lexi covered her mouth with a hand. "Oh my god, I'm peeing, I'm peeing-". Her mind was blank, the relief was incredible. The other girls were cheering. The warmth around her crotch, that had once filled her with shame, now felt like victory. Putting her hand down, she smiled, and giggled again. "Oh wow, this does feel good!" Pictured: photos from the media tab of "On The DL" taken to compare how much they wet during their first meeting.
    2 points
  23. Let's see what we've got here That's very specific, not gonna lie. But I'll try to see what I can do! Sounds simple enough! The only problem is that the model you linked me does not feature any sort of nudity. The character's pants are still on and it does not give me the option to have them pulled down or removed. So Ganyu would just be pissing in a bush or an alley with her pants clearly still on, is that a problem? And yes, you do need an account for DigitalEro. I apologize for the inconvenience! Oh yeah, I already planned on making something of Sombra in the future, but not of that particular skin. Regardless, it sounds like a pretty good idea, I accept this request!
    2 points
  24. Chapter 3: Tanning and Peeing After working all week, the girls had a day off together on Friday. It was a beautiful late spring day, the first day of June actually. The sun was out and it wasn’t too hot, a high of 80°. Rachel and Jess decided to hang out on this beautiful day and start working on their summer tan. Just behind Rachel’s house was a big, in-ground swimming pool. On the one side, was a small, jacuzzi part of the pool separated by a small wall with a built in door that leads to the main pool. Around the jacuzzi area, was a wooden deck. Around the rest of the pool was concrete with a small seating area at the opposite end and a 6’ wooden fence the whole way around. The girls went just past the fence into the open area where Rachel’s family set up a volleyball/badminton net in the summer. That’s where they usually tanned. Here, the girls had enough cover to pull their bikini’s up and get a minimal tan line. Jess knocked on Rachel’s door around 11:30 wearing a red and white striped bikini from Shein. Over top of her bottoms, was a pair of light blue Levi cutoff shorts, riding high on her hips, showing off her booty. Rachel opened the door wearing a basic black bikini top and a pair of black and white Nike shorts over top of an olive colored pair of bikini bottoms. Each girl carried a big beach bag with a towel, tanning oil, sun screen, and several other things they probably didn’t need. Once the girls got to their spot, laid out the their towels, and were getting ready to tan, Jess said “hey I’m gonna pee before we get tanning” “Ok. You can go inside of the pool house bathroom. My family opened it up last weekend.” Rachel told her friend, probably knowing she would choose to go right there in the yard anyways. “Nah I’m good. I’m just gonna squat and go here haha” Jess said. And that’s what she did. She squatted off behind her towel and pee flowed through her red bikini and into the grass below her, darkening the crotch of her swimsuit. After 45 seconds, the stream ended and she shook a little bit and said “ahhh. Much better!” “Jess idk how you can pee in a dry bikini! Doesn’t it get annoying with just a wet crotch?” “Not really” replied Jessica. “I’m used to just peeing myself whenever I wear a swimsuit, whether it’s wet or dry haha. There’s many times at practice that I’ll pee my suit while I’m getting ready in the locker room or in the shower area. Rach, you pee your swimsuit too don’t you?” “Yeah I do, but it feels weird if I do it in a dry suit. It has to be wet or I have to be in the pool or shower in order to pee. It just feels too weird when it’s dry.” Rachel responded. Roughly a half an hour later, Rachel was feeling desperate and really needed to pee. She had been drinking a ton of water to stay hydrated, but it was going right through her. “Hey Jess I’m gonna go ‘take a dip’, do you want to come?” Both Jess and Rach knew that was Rach’s way of saying she had to pee. “Rach why don’t you just pee here. I have to pee too. We can pee together. Who’s going yo see us? We’re behind a fence.” “I can’t pee! My suits dry and it feels funny. Come on! Let’s go pee in the pool. I could go for a little swim too” Jess responded with “then don’t pee your suit! Pull it to the side and pee.” And with that, Jess stood up, and peed right through her red bikini again, making the small damp patch on her bikini even more wet and damp. “See, it’s not that hard hahaha. And it feels really good and I don’t have to Pee anymore.” Rachel responded with “wow that’s actually kind of hot. And I really have to pee…” Rachel, still sitting on her towel, was about to lose control of her aching need to pee. She looked down at her olive colored bikini bottoms at they began to darken in color as she relieved herself. “Oh god that feels so good” Rachel almost moaned as she relieved her self. She fully released her bladder now, peeing as hard as she could through her now very wet bikini bottoms. She was peeing so much and so hard, she had a stream coming straight through the bikini as well as pee coming out of her leg holes, as the wet patch covered majority of the crotch, front, and now back of her bikini. “This is my first pee of the day Jess hahaha. I’m still peeing and idk if I’m ever gonna stop!” Rachel had been peeing now for nearly a full minute. Rachel’s stream had stopped and her bottoms were very soggy. Her friend Jess witnessed the entire thing and was very turned on. Jess had never seen her best friend pee herself before. Rach stood up, remaining pee dripping from her not noticeable pee soaked bikini. Her bikini already barely covered her butt, but now it was nearly ass butt cheek showing. On the front, a noticeable pee line could be seen that went the whole way to the top of her vagina, outlining her cameltoe and exposing some pube stubble. Both Jess and Rachel became really horny. Neither of them would tell each other that it made them horny, however, I think they knew. Neither of them acted upon it until later that night… 😉
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  25. When Gabriella pees into the bat with Alisha, she pees so much that the bath water changes color in this stunning video. Alisha is taking a bath when Gabriella comes in, needing to pee. She is about to use the toilet, but Alisha asks her to pee on her, in the bath, instead. Happy to engage in some kinky piss-play with her friend, Gabriella pees through her panties into the bath. She pees so much, the water visibly changes color! After she is done peeing she joins Alisha in the pissy bath water where the finger each other until they both climax.
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  26. Not sure if this has been shared before, but I haven’t seen it and recently found it on PH. Very hot! https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5db35862018f9
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  27. I find I want to go back to being between 5 and 10. Too old to be a baby and diapered, but not too old for accidents. Old enough to have the independence to cook (I grew up in the 80's) but young enough to still want kids junk food. I like toy's and computer games, but find I'm going back to playing with toys and games from my youth.
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  28. 5,187 downloads

    I believe most of these have already been uploaded here, but these are much better quality.
    Free
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  29. Lab Rat

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's (Fluffier) Hoard

    Short answer: Yes, she waited until the last minute before she tried to head to the bathroom --- there's a rigorous procedure to make sure that you're sterile enough to enter the bio-lab, and she didn't want to have to deal with it any sooner than absolutely necessary! Unfortunately, that strategy didn't account for a broken lock that fails into the locked state --- hey, you can't just have anyone getting into the lab! 😆🔒
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  30. View File POV Girl Desperately Wets White Jeans Outdoor found on PH; https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph6143e09f96dc3 Submitter mrbobert Submitted 08/16/2022 Category Female  
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  31. View File Wetting jeans in car A short video of a woman wetting her jeans in her car Submitter mrbobert Submitted 08/16/2022 Category Female  
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  32. First request is done. This one was requested by @Flakker88 I was a tad bit confused by the description, but I hope I got it right 🙂 The next request is Grenn34's! This one shouldn't take too long~
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  33. I understand why you were desperate, wow you had to go! Must have been lovely to let it out 🙂
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  34. So weather has been lovely here and have been able to get to the beach this weekend. We had gone to a pretty remote beach with no toilets, cafes or anything. I had travelled in a M10 nappy and we had walked down to the beach. My other half had wander off into the sand dunes but I needed to get changed so I could swim. So I was as discrete as I could be in terms of bags and towels but still thought it worth taking a few snaps. As you can see from the first photo, there really wasn't anybody near wI started getting changed - i.e taking shorts off, I took a couple of pics before removing my nappy under the towel. But in the few moments in took to get my nappy off and swim shorts on - somebody had set up camp to left of me without me noticing. You can see them in the top of the photo below. Obviously I had tried to choose a spot away from everybody. After a few hours on the beach, I walked back to the car in my swim shorts but needed to get changed before the journey home. I stuck phone in back of car - and nobody was in any of the cars near. Again I mostly got changed with the towel but for the last bit I had run out of hands ... CarPark.mp4 As I say, was discrete as possible as wouldn't want to inflict on anybody. Needless to say, by the time we got home the M10 was no longer dry - Somehow swimming always makes we pee loads for an hour or so afterwards. First time I have posted anything personal on here. Not sure if this is the sort of thing anybody really wants to see.
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  35. So as I'm chugging water and eating up the ice cream at the grassy area, I realized that all but one chaperone/instructor was already gone to the pool and I knew my turn to be dragged to the pool was coming. Literally as I stood up to empty the bladder that surely must've filled the same group of girls from before came towards me and tugged me away. I wanted to be that other chaperone in the grass area so bad... I guess for the one time in my life I'm popular its a detriment (lol). More or less the exactly same thing happened as before. I had to pee REALLY bad and I had no way to escape the place without risking a kid hitting her head on a diveboard and drowning. So as I'm standing there waiting for kids to jump off the diving board and into the pool where I'm at, I'm leaking all the pee in my bladder. I started leaking at like the 2nd kid jumping and I kept leaking continuously. My legs were crossed and I was squirming all over the place, pretending I was just you know, moving around in water like a normal person (I definitely did not look normal). I leaked so much into that pool (I'm sorry guys) that I just naturally stopped peeing after a while. My bladder was just done emptying itself. After they all finished diving and were getting bored, I nudged them along the slides area where there was already another group of kids with a chaperone. I felt fine in water but as soon as I left the pool I was hit with that cool air that hits you when you leave the pool. So weird how that works even when the weather is swelteringly hot. That made me flinch. I started leaking little by little again, filling the water trails left by other visitors with pee. After I successfully left the kids off, this time, I fully sprinted to the nearest bathroom only to find it locked. But at this point, my bladder was so empty that I had no trouble holding it- just with a lot of pee dancing. With like 10 bathroom trips and 2 wettings under my belt, I knew my bladder would be absolutely screwed. This 2nd wetting had come within an hour of my first and I still had another 2 hours to hold out. I'll spare you the details. I wet 2 more times that day- actually thats incorrect, I wet myself 8 times that day, but I'll get to that. By the time the camp had ended, I was already leaking pee into the ground sitting as the 2 instructors finished their blah blah whatever speeches to the children wishing they had fun all that stuff. I was dying to pee and leave. I couldn't let myself pee myself for the 5th time >.< But that dream never came true. You have never seen a more full changing room in your life. I swear all these elementary girls have iron bladders- I've never seen them excuse themselves at the pool and now here they were all lined up and peeing for like minutes per. Luckily my neighbors kid wasn't standing in line. As she left the changing room, I went in. As soon as i closed the door I began squirming intensely. I could no longer tell what on my legs was pee, water, and sweat. I crossed my legs multiple times a second hit the walls of the changing room with my back on numerous occassions. Unless I wanted to let pee flow all around the changing room I had to hold it. And I sort of succeeded. After some mild leakage, I made it by. I had already given up on changing, I just put on my T shirt and shorts so that I could escort my neighbors daughter out to my neighbors car. As you can imagine, the walk to the car was brutal. In order to stop myself from peeing, my steps were sporadic and my left hand was clenched tightly rolling up my shorts while my right hand hovered between the daughter's back and my thighs back and forth. As I waved goodbye I could feel my sandles flowing with pee. Moral of the story? Don't chaperone little kids if you have a weak bladder. Just don't. Btw you want to know why you never want to experience this? I peed myself on a 15 minute drive home after this. In the car. It was not fun. Another reason? Peed myself at the door of my house. Another reason? Just randomly wet myself going to the bathroom. Another reason? Every bathroom trip for the next like 2-3 days was close calls or full wettings. I never had to wash all my panties in 2 days.
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  36. Widow Lets It Go

    From the album: Spectre’s GMod Album

    Rather than let her bulging bladder distract her and throw off her aim, Widowmaker decides it’s best if she just releases the floodgates right in her suit.

    © Overwatch

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  38. My Agonizing Journey to Babyhood – 19 By: Heather23 Edited by: DaddyRich Chapter 19 - I have regressed to baby status Chris led me by my child harness into our home. Immediately he lifted my dress and put his hand into my training panties. "Kim you are wet!" "Officially, you have earned the new status as an infant." "Let's get you changed into diapers, because it is obvious that you are not to be trusted in training pants." I was led upstairs and Chris removed all my clothing. I knew the ritual and laid down on the waiting diaper. It was one of the new ones we just purchased. I could tell instantly that these were the thickest diapers I had ever worn. They were cute too if I had to admit it. They crinkled loudly as I moved around. Chris then put me into the red rubber romper, that we purchased. It was just as Nicole had described. It fit like rubber panties on the bottom and snapped in the back, it did a great job completely covering the thick disposable! I started to stand up and Chris pulled me back down. "In your baby status there are new rules: "You are not allowed to walk. You will crawl from room to room. You will be kept in a diaper 24 hours a day! I know how much you hate to poop in a diaper, but you have left yourself no other option. When you need to pee or poop, you will use your diaper until your baby status ends at the end of the week. I am also going to put your hands in the bondage mittens you wore the other night because babies can't do things for themselves. You will wear the mittens at all times unless of course I am giving you your bath. The mittens will ensure that you cannot remove your diapers, feed yourself, or doing much of anything. I will put child safety latches on doors so that your bondage mittens will restrict you to certain rooms. Obviously you will be dressed in baby clothes and I will talk to you as a parent would talk to his baby." I was crying as Chris told me how my next few days would be in my new status as a baby. I knew that Chris had the strength over me to put his plan in place. Being treated as a complete baby and for several days was going to be horrible I thought. It is one thing to play a baby game for a day, but another one to live your life 24/7 as an infant. Would he really make me mess my diaper? I continued to sob. Chris then instructed me to open my mouth and not even thinking, I did as I was told. Chris slipped something in my mouth, and it fit over my lower row of teeth. He told me to bite down on the object real hard and hold it until he told me to stop. Chris held my jaw closed for "encouragement." "OK, Kim, you can open your mouth." I did as I was told, but panicked when I realized what had happened to me. I could open my mouth, but some kind of mouth guard now was adhered to my bottom row of teeth. My tongue was trapped under the plastic mouthpiece. I tried to speak, but with my tongue stuck under the mouth plate, no audible words left my mouth. (If you want to know how awful this was, try talking with your tongue on the floor of your mouth. It is impossible to speak.) "I need to get baby's bondage mittens on baby Kimberly, so the mouth guard will stay in place." So that is why Chris did what he did to me in his dentist office. He was fitting me for this mouth guard. I tried to resist Chris from putting the bondage mittens on me because I knew that this was my last chance to have any control over anything for the next few days. Chris wrestled me to my back and sat on me while he methodically put the bondage mittens on my hands. He immediately locked them in place. "OK, my little baby Kimberly, you look like you are all set to be a good little baby." "I especially like your little rubber romper you are wearing." "Your diapered bottom looks so cute in back." "Crawl around for me, so I can truly see how my baby looks." I hesitated. Chris said, "I have ways of making baby behave, so I suggest Baby Kim does as she is told." I complied and crawled in circles around the room. Chris was smiling and I knew he was pleased. I was worried. We had a playpen in our house for my sister's kids when they came to visit and on rare occasions we used it for our baby games. Chris picked me up and carried me downstairs. He gently lowered me in the playpen. I didn't notice it at first, but there was a small chain coming through a hole in the middle of the playpen. On the end of the chain was a single leather restraint. Chris took the leather restraint and strapped it around one of my ankles. "There that should keep baby in her playpen while Daddy is busy." I tried to protest, but no audible words came out. "Now, now baby Kim, just sit in there and play with your toys." Chris left the room and I immediately tried to see if I could remove my restraint. Chris didn't lock it on my ankle, so I thought I could remove it. However, I soon learned that with the bondage mittens secured to my hands, I was unable to undo the buckle. This was so frustrating. When Chris locks me in something I understand that I can't get out, but this was different. A simple buckle was keeping me in place. I tried to crawl over to the side of the playpen to see about the length of the chain and if I could crawl over the side of the playpen. I was able to crawl to the edge, but the length of the chain would only allow me to kneel at the side of the playpen. The chain was too short to allow me to leave the playpen. More frustration for me. There was no barred cage, but just a simple playpen that was keeping me as Chris's little captured baby. Chris came back and brought me a baby bottle full of juice. "Baby Kim, I want you to be a good baby and finish your bottle." "I will bring you a new bottle in 15 minutes." I expect you to finish each bottle or Daddy will have to spank you." I knew he would, so with my bondage mittens constricting the use of my hands, I awkwardly picked up the bottle with both hands and began to suck on the nipple. I had no problem sucking on a baby bottle with the mouth guard in place, but thought it would really be difficult to drink out of a cup. I looked around my playpen. I looked down at my red rubber romper. I was a baby. Unable to leave my playpen. Unable to talk. Unable to use the bathroom. Chris had me exactly where he wanted me and I had no way to protest. Several bottles of juice brought on my need to pee. I was drinking so much that it seemed like I was wetting my diaper every 15 minutes. True to what Nicole said in the store, these new disposable diapers were soaking up all the pee I could deliver. My diaper was so wet and so heavy. When I moved in the playpen, I felt like such a baby. Eventually Chris changed me, but did so while I was on my back laying in the playpen. During each diaper change he would open the chastity cage between my legs and clean and powder my pussy before locking it shut again. Chris told me, "My little Kimberly, I am worried about you." "You have not pooped today." "If you have not pooped by this evening, Daddy is going to have to give you an enema." The word enema was all I needed to hear. I hated enemas. But what choice did I have? Could I really just poop in my diaper on my own? It wasn't that I didn't need to poop. In fact the urge had been there for some time. It was getting up the courage to purposely poop in my diaper that was stopping me. I didn't like my options, but thought I would poop on my own terms. I was not going to let Chris put me through the humiliation of an enema and then go through the horrible experience of messing my diaper throughout the night. My thought was if I could poop by myself in my diaper, it would be awful, but it would be done. I waited until Chris was out of the room. I didn't want an audience for what I knew was going to be disgusting. I got up on my hands and knees. I felt that this would be the best position to poop in a diaper. I started to push. It seemed so terribly wrong. Here I was, a college degreed woman, a part-time professional model, and I was trying to poop in a diaper. I pushed hard, but it wasn't easy. The diaper was taped tight across my body. Finally, a final push and a load was delivered to my diaper. I was immediately disgusted. I loved baby games, but this was punishment. I could even smell the disgusting aroma of my dirty diaper. I didn't want to sit down, so I stayed in the same position. I wanted to call out to Chris, but again I learned that the mouth guard prevented me from calling his name. Almost as bad as pooping in my diaper was what happened next. I had to pee and couldn't hold it. I released the pee into my diaper. I just cried like a baby. Eventually I laid down on my stomach to wait for my diaper change. The smell was revolting. Chris walked into the room. "Wow, I guess my little baby pooped her diaper." "Baby Kim smells pretty nasty." "Daddy will return to change you in just a few minutes." So is this how a baby feels? Waiting and waiting...to be fed...to be changed...and changed again. Chris came back after several minutes with wipes and a new diaper. It took him awhile to fully clean me, and then he took me for a bath so that I could get ready for dinner and bed. To Be Continued… One last chapter
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  39. Actually it's not that much about desperation and losing control for me, both me and my girlfriend are more into the wetting part. I evenly enjoy watching and wetting, but what just completely blows my mind is when my girlfriend sits on me, wetting us both 🤯🤤🥰😍🥰
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  40. Getting the most out of an intense romantic erotic cuddle - while still dressed in pants 🙂 As a DL, my version of that dream is a bit different - no wet streams flowing down, but everything contained in a big thick diaper inside the pants. But the ecstatic release would be the same! If only just once I could have a girl in my arms and feel her padded bum getting warm... 🥰
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  42. Get off Facebook then, or certainly block such individuals… Come to think of it, I have heard words like “virgin” used to disparage socially inadequate men, including in mainstream media. And that is out of order, as you say, inability to find a sexual partner shouldn’t be a fair game subject of ridicule any more than inability to walk, see or control your bladder should be.
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  43. It’s only become that way because violent misogynists have adopted the term to excuse their own behaviour.
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  44. Gonna throw it out there that I blame Media, both traditional and social, for much of the reason that people in general (and yes, men in particular although you should NOT feel ashamed to be a man) are so attached to romantic and sexual fulfillment. Folks frequently view it as something that is either owed to them, or as something that they are weird/wrong/""""concerning"""" for not having experienced. Why does every protagonist have to have a love interest? Why don't we have reality shows where someone looks for love and fails? Why does it sometimes feel like everything is marketed for "your significant other" or "couples" or "families?" Why do your single friends seem to post less than those in relationships? Part of the reason is that these are ingrained in culture due to the real need for procreation. Part of it is because the dominant religions in the west all promote monogamy & procreation as "the only way." Part of it is to sell things that are "for women," to men, by way of maintaining the patriarchy - which, by the way, doesn't even benefit the vast majority of Men anymore. But none of it is to help people feel better about themselves, and for folks in situations like mine it makes us feel a lot worse. The amount of self-reflection and therapy I need to deal with the fact that it's been over 10 years since I've had sex and longer since it's been any good. There's nothing inherently wrong with being a 27 year old man who hasn't been made to orgasm by another person since he was 16. I know this to be factually true, but when you go on the internet and see people complaining about how they're so miserable after like... 90 days without sex, you start to wonder "wait if he can't take 90 what the hell am I doing after 3000." It really takes a toll. I'm not sure where I was going with this so I'll leave a few key points: 1) To the Men who feel like nobody wants them, like they're never able to meet that elusive person that's both single and attractive , and like society doesn't care about this or think it's a problem: I care and I love you. This applies to people of all genders but I rarely see things appealing to all men in a positive way, so I want to single us out here. Some say "Men Are Trash," I say "Men Are Treasure." 2) If you self-identity as an incel, hang out in those spaces and make it a part of your personality, then you are making a choice. This calls the "involuntary" part of it in question and makes it something that is important to you, when it was at first something you very much did not want. Try your hardest not to think of yourself as an incel, but just as a single person who's been looking for a while. 3) For anyone out there that's really bothered by these feelings and doesn't know what to do: I encourage you to seek therapy. As far as I'm aware, you don't strictly need to have some sort of diagnosed mental illness to talk to a therapist. If you aren't able to seek therapy due to circumstances beyond your control, such as the place you live or an inability to get insurance, then I'm sorry and I still wish you the best & love you. Kinda went off the rails here but Tl:Dr we are manipulated into feeling this way, read the bold
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  45. Ditzy Daycare is an entirely survival ABDL Minecraft server, with a plot world and main survival area. There is also a 'daycare', but that is more spawn than anything. The server runs its own plugin which allows the player to 'use' diapers, pull-ups and undies, however this is player choice from the start, you can entirely avoid this plugin altogether. Although I would not recommend that, considering an enormous amount of content is residing within this custom plugin made by the owner herself. The server is constantly updating with new content, but I honestly can't give it justice myself. Check out the discord for most of the details, or hop straight on with the address: mc.ditzydaycare.com Discord: https://discord.com/invite/BnBMPMk
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  46. baba.jpg

    From the album: Gothes' Pee Art

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  47. baba1.jpg

    From the album: Gothes' Pee Art

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  48. Version 1.0.0

    1,165 downloads

    Name says it all... a girl cycles and pushes her bike around town, increasingly desperate. She has a couple of smaller accidents in her jeans, before wetting them completely, and making a get away on her bike. From My Dirty Hobby. Enjoy, Rach
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