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    After doing your activities like painting, playing with your phone , taking notes for example, you can get a desperate desire to pee and you can not handle any more while you are perfectly squat you are peeing in your white cotton panties. I have to see a big wet spot on your white cotton panties. Look under your skirt and after look at me when you are peeing in your white cotton panties. I want to see your cute face, sexy legs, skirt,white cotton panties when you are peeing. last one for the day, I promise but I'm a huge fan of the sitting down visible panties wetting. I love that view

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    At the gym and full. What should I do to strength the pressure on my bladder? Squats, planks, crunches, stair master? Does anyone else like working out with a full bladder?
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    I currently have a new tenant, a very big and very colourful butterfly just flew into my living room. Anybody got any ideas for names?
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    This hold featured here details more of my adventures that one Friday night off I had in a hotel. The plan was to hold it until I couldn't hold it anymore, but it wasn't a full-on wetting that resulted initially, but lots and LOTS of leaks that just kept coming. The end came hours after I'd started, and I included the videos of me wetting, because throughout them, I'm still fighting to hold it! I do finally yield but as you can see, in this case it took more than leaked pants, a large water bottle, a running sink, and thinking I'll let go but not actually...to make me go.

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    Hi! It's actually my first time posting story here, so sorry if I did something wrong or picked the wrong category. (Also English is not my native language, so sorry for any mistakes) --- A bit of character information: Evelyn is 18yo girl, who dyes her hair. Evelyn height is about 163cm. She likes watching anime series (mostly the ones, that have interesting, complicated plot with romantic line). She rarely goes out of her house, because her friends are always away on holidays. --- Evelyn was at home. She was lying on the bed and looking up at the ceiling. She was very bored at that moment. She rarely goes out of her house, because Evelyn finds walks boring, but this day was an exception. She decided to take a walk around her house to shorten the time until the premiere of the new episode of her favourite anime will be aired on TV. Evelyn accurately combed her dyed blue hair, wore white t-shirt and tightened belt on her short skirt and went out of her house. She went then to the store to get herself an energetic drink. It was friday evening, so there were lots of people and lines were long. While waiting, Evelyn realised that she needs to pee a little. Evelyn didn't like the idea of going back to home and even after a long line stayed at the street. As she finished her drink, her urge got worse. But it couldn't make her uncomfortable, Evelyn instead got turned on and she decided to do a hold at the beach. The urge was getting worse and Evelyn was very excited about it. But suddenly, after arriving at the beach, Evelyn's need to pee stopped to get bigger and that make Evelyn very upset. Brave girl didn't give up and bought herself large cola bottle. She tightened her belt even more and continued walking to the forest. [20 minutes and 1L bottle later…] Unlike beach, forest wasn't very crowded place, but it was a lot colder there. Cold wind made holding worse for Evelyn. At this moment, Evelyn really had to pee, her belt already was applying big pressure on her bladder. She was always moving, as she couldn't stay still. But later she was so tired she had to stop walking. Staying under the tree, Evelyn was doing desperation dance. Her hands and legs were trembling and she was rubbing her thigh with either her other thigh or her free hand. She was bent slightly forward and her right hand was already on her crotch. Evelyn was biting her lip and moaning, she couldn't take it anymore, the pressure inside her was insane. But she didn't want to release herself now. Evelyn put her other hand between legs and crossed them, holding back her full bladder. [to be continued]
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    Is she going to have an accident in front of her boss and the mayor?
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    thank baby For your love for me I really feel very happy with omarashi and soon I will give you a beautiful gift to all of you and free here on the page
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    It's Go Time "This is great," thought Nina Dobrev. She was attending her first Met Gala and having a great time. She was wearing a tight flowing dress that was made out of vintage gold metal. Attending with her boyfriend, Ian Somerhalder and her dress had caused quite the stir on the red carpet. Inside, she had been regaled with further compliments. She had been enjoying the free food and drink that was provided for all guests. "How're you doing?" asked Ian. "This is great," she said. "But do you know how much longer it's going to be?" He looked at his watch. "Another hour and a half," he answered. "Why?" "Oh... Just wondering." She kissed him on the cheek and turned away, making an excuse about wanting to mingle. In reality, she didn't want him to see the pained expression on her face. She was actually in pretty desperate need of a bathroom. She had been indulging in the free drink, in particular, the champagne. Except she had forgotten that what goes in must eventually come out. Which wouldn't have been that big of an issue, except for one, tiny detail... She was sewn into her dress. It wasn't an uncommon practice, sewing celebrities into their dresses or gowns for big events such as this. It didn't make the experience any less awkward, however. This wasn't the first time she had been sewn into a dress for a party, so she knew what to expect for the most part. She had used the toilet right before getting dressed. Due to how tight to gown for, she wasn't wearing anything underneath, save for a thin pair of panties. She didn't need to wear a bra or shapewear, seeing as they would adjust the dress to literally cling to her form. The process had taken just about an hour and it was worth it, as she looked like a golden goddess, literally dripping with gold. She had the designer's number in the case of an emergency, although she had been warned to watch her fluid intake, as she wouldn't be getting out of the dress easily. Now she was wishing she had heeded that advice. Her dress was so tight that she couldn't even cross her legs. She winced as she felt her bladder pressing against her pelvis. With how form fitting the dress was, she actually appeared to have a tiny bulge."Oh my god!" she thought. She had to pee so bad, she wasn't sure how long she could last. She thought about calling the designer, but they had warned her, after all. She would just have to hold it until the ball was over. She checked the clock on the wall. Another hour and twenty five minutes. She could do it. She had to. For the next twenty minutes, she tried to mingle and not think about her urgent bodily needs. For a while, it worked, but soon, her bloated bladder made it's presence known to her. She was starting to have trouble standing still. And trying to do the pee dance in this gown was almost impossible. All she could do was stand with her waist bent and one hand pressed just above her pubic bone. She felt like everyone was staring at her. She was embarrassed, but there wasn't much she could do. If she ignored her need much longer, she'd end up getting attention for all the wrong reasons. She checked her watch. An hour left. She would never make it. With a groan, she pulled her phone out. As she dialed the designer's number, she tried to move out of the earshot of the other attendees. "Hello?" answered a male voice on the other end of the phone. "Um, hi. This is Nina, I'm wearing one of your dresses at the Met Gala?" "What's wrong? You didn't rip or stain the dress, did you?!" "No, nothing like that! It's just that... Um, well, I'm sewn into this thing... What if I have to... Well... You know.... What if I have to go?" She swore she could hear laughter in the background as the man answered her. "We warned you about drinking too much." "I know! I know, but... It's kind of an emergency." Nina heard a loud sigh. "How much longer is the ball?" "I don't know... An hour?" Another sigh. "Ok, we're going to send someone out with an emergency sewing kit. Can you try to hold on?" "I'll try, but I'll be honest with you, I'm pretty desperate." "I'm going to give you a number. When you absolutely can't wait any longer, text them. They'll meet you in the bathroom and they'll cut you out of the dress, then see you back in." "Ok, thanks," said Nina, as she copied down the number. As Nina made her way towards the restrooms, Ian approached her. "Hey, what's going on?" "Bathroom emergency," she answered. "I'm about to piss myself!" she told her amused boyfriend. "Aren't you... Well, aren't you sewn into that dress?" "Yes," she answered. "So... How are you planning on pulling this off?" Ian was genuinely amused by his girlfriend's predicament. "Wouldn't you like to know?" Nina replied sassily before continuing her trek across the ballroom to the facilities. When she got there, she tried her best to wait patiently. But she had to go so bad! She paced back and forth, she leaned against the sink, her knees knocking together, she even resorted to holding herself through the dress! Being so close to a toilet had gotten her bladder excited. "Where are they?!" she wondered. She felt a tremor go through her abdomen, as her bladder was now demanding she empty it. She pulled out her phone and typed a message: "IT'S GO TIME. NOW." She sent it to the number she had been given. About a minute later, she received a reply: "Stuck in traffic. Be there ASAP." Nina groaned. "Oh my god!" she thought. "This is it. I'm going to be that girl who peed herself in the bathroom at the Met Gala!" She couldn't stand still, she had to pee so badly. Her hand had taken up residence between her legs in a fruitless effort to relieve some of the pressure. But she was well past that point. The liquid she had consumed wanted out and it was going to happen one way or the other. Nina's eyes were filled with tears from how much effort she was putting into holding back her pee. Just when she thought she couldn't hold it any longer, there was a knock on the door. "Nina?" It was a man's voice. "Are you with the designer?!" she almost shouted. "Yes. May I come in?" "Yes! Please! Come in!" The door opened and in walked a gentleman in jeans and a t-shirt, carrying a small sewing kit. "Let's get you out of that dress." The man produced a small, thin blade from his kit. "Hold perfectly still, Miss. I don't want to slice you in the process." "You're going to use that? Why not scissors?" "Have you ever tried to cut metal before?" "No," Nina admitted. "Scissors won't even make a dent. Besides, you need to go directly against the stitches, or the dress could be permanently damaged." "Oh," said Nina. "Um, how long will this take?" "Hold still," he said without answering her question. Nina tried to remain still, but she had to pee so badly now, it was almost impossible. "Stop squirming!" "I'm trying! But I'm about to explode, do you think you could hurry?!" The man didn't answer, instead continuing to slowly, carefully, line the blade up with the stitches sewn into back of the dress. Nina sighed and tried to remain as still as a statue. But now her body was spasming uncontrollably and the man was clearly getting frustrated with her. "Hold still! I can't cut the dress off with you bouncing about." "Oh for the love of- just rip it! I don't care, just get me out of this thing!" The man hesitated, as Nina felt her pent-up pee starting to force it's way out of her. "NOW!!" she screamed and the man finally relented, ripping along the stitches. "Oh hurry up! Hurry hurry hurry!!!" When he had it halfway ripped, she yanked at the waist, allowing the half- ripped dress to fall to the floor. Her breasts jiggled in all their glory as she frantically yanked her panties off and ran to the toilet. "Um, do you want me to wait out-" "OOOOHHHH!!!!" Nina began releasing a powerful torrent into the toilet. Her butt hadn't even hit the toilet seat when she started. She didn't care that this man was watching her pee, she had been so desperate, she wouldn't have cared if the entire ballroom saw her. "Fuck, that feels soooooo good!" She was almost in a trance, peeing uncontrollably, with no signs of slowing down. Once she had a bit of control over the force of her stream, she allowed her bottom to settle on the seat. She was still going strong, as the man stood with his back to her, trying to give her a little bit of privacy. After nearly two minutes, she finally stopped peeing. "Whoo!" she said as she wiped. "Sorry about that. I was like a balloon about to pop!" She washed her hands in the sink, then grabbed her discarded panties and put them back on. "You can turn around." The man did indeed turn, but still wouldn't look at Nina. He seemed her back into the dress in silence. At least now she could stand still. As the man quickly left, Nina thanked him for his assistance. She chuckled slightly at how embarrassed he was. After all, she was the one who nearly pissed herself! Oh well, she thought. She checked her hair and makeup in the mirror, before heading back to rejoin the party.
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    As an observer and having had many g/fs who held and then peed their panties for me, I would say that holding does not help, and letting out a little to release the pressure just makes the whole lot want to burst out.....But a long time I was enlightened by a g/f who told me that she had wet herself on the school bus, she was holding and had been rubbing her pussy because it was the 'turned on feeling' that stopped the 'needing to pee' feeling.....she eventually had her first orgasm and wet herself at the same time...so she loved to wet herself and orgasm.......Several other g/fs told me that if they could surreptitiously get themselves aroused by putting something on their lap and masturbating it made the urge to pee go away.