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  1. 48 points
    This happened a little over a week ago. It was mid-morning, and I was wearing basic black panties and thin cotton pajama pants. I had been drinking a lot of water and coffee all morning while I worked, as usual. As it got close to the meeting time I didn't feel any need to go yet, and I expected it wouldn't be a long meeting, so I didn't bother going before it started. The meeting itself was boring. My boss has a habit of talking a lot to get to his point, so it was mostly listening and waiting. As it went on I started to feel a growing pressure. Everything I drank earlier was hitting me at once, and from how fast it was building I realized that my bladder was already partly full before the meeting, I just hadn't noticed. After about 30 minutes I was squeezing my thighs together. I definitely needed to go soon. If I had been in public I might have tried to interrupt and find a bathroom, but I was at home, I could hold myself if I had to. Besides, it would probably be over in a few more minutes, I could wait that long. I started to get worried as my boss kept talking. It was taking longer than I thought, and it was getting hard to focus as my desperation grew. At this rate I felt like there was a chance I wouldn't make it. It had been about 50 minutes and I had both hands firmly pressed against my crotch, while my boss talked on unaware. Under the table I crossed my legs and squirmed around as much as I could without drawing attention. I had to pee so bad, my bladder was begging for release and all I could think about was letting it out. After a few more minutes of desperate holding, it seemed like my boss was wrapping up. He started to ask some questions, so I had to respond while acting like I wasn't about to pee my pants. I struggled to keep my voice steady and felt my eyes begin to water. By that point I couldn't sit still and was pee dancing in my chair, I tried to make it look like I was just restless, but I was about to burst. My boss began to say goodbye and talk about upcoming meetings. I did my best to look like I was fine, but trying to sit still and seem normal was making me extremely desperate. I held myself and squeezed my muscles tight, barely holding on, waiting for the second I could leave the call and run to the bathroom. It was so close. Seconds from the end of the meeting, while my boss unknowingly watched, I just couldn't hold it anymore. A jet of hot pee shot from my pussy, soaking my panties and hands. I froze in place as I started wetting myself. I still needed to leave the meeting, so I fumbled to exit the video while my pee hissed out uncontrollably for a few moments. As soon as my camera was off I grabbed myself tight again and tried frantically to stop wetting. I only regained control enough to stand up, and I raced to the bathroom, leaking the whole way. Letting go of my crotch to pull my pants down made me lose control again, and I started peeing full-force in my panties before I could even sit down, but I mostly made it. The relief felt amazing When I was done I took my wet clothes off. My panties were soaked, and my pajama pants had a big wet spot on the crotch, reaching partway down the thighs. The chair I was sitting in had a wet patch too. Thinking about how I just had an accident in front of my boss was super exciting, I felt so naughty for wetting myself I didn't mean to do it and that made it even better.
  2. 20 points
    I always wake up having to pee. Some mornings it's worse than others, but the other day I didn't realize how full I was until it happened. I felt the usual "have to peeeeee" feeling while trying to get dressed but I couldn't just run across the house in my underwear since I am living with family until the end of the month. So I squeezed my legs together to hold it. The urge got worse. I clamped my hand on my crotch and thankfully it subsided. Until I moved my hand away! Another urge came on out of nowhere and I lost a leak, despite how hard I was squeezing my sphincter muscles. So it splashed a bit on the floor. Then I decided that, before going pee (since that leak helped a bit), I'd quickly throw some shorts on and go outside for a smoke. I put my lighter and bong on the deck table (weed is legal in my country and I'm an adult lol) and was just about to open my grinder when another strong urge came on. I stood up to run inside but it was too late. Even though I was squeezing my hardest, I couldn't control the squirts of pee that had escaped. I realized that I had lost it, that I was wetting my pants. Not wanting to leave an obvious puddle on the deck, I hopped down to finish my accident in the grass. Pee ran down my legs, all over my feet and flipflops, and splashed really loudly when it hit the ground. It wasn't even that long of a pee, but my bladder just couldn't handle that, apparently. My heart was beating so fast. I'm 24 fricken years old and I had a real pee accident when I didn't intend to. I went back inside, dashed to my room and changed underwear and pants. The warm dryness of clean shorts only reminded me further of what I had done all over the deck and the ground. I cleaned up the pee drops on my bedroom floor with the dry part of my shorts, and just threw everything into the washing machine. At least nobody else knew!
  3. 15 points
    Hey, just found a new to me clip on Pornhub. A desperate girl is getting teased by a her BF pressing on her bladder so she starts peeing a little. Then she gives a blowjob and starts wetting herself midway. Never seen anything quite like that. Very hot, somewhat sensual. Nudity warning (thank you captain obvious) Enjoy :)
  4. 13 points
    Reasons she couldn’t go: trapped Brittany loved the coast. The sea always calmed her even on the stormiest of days. The only daughter of an international businessman Brittany had inherited a substantial amount of money when her dad died and invested it in her beloved and treasured 8th floor apartment overlooking the sea. The view was what sold it to her, that and the long open balcony she could sit on and have panoramic views of the sun setting at night. One day she hoped to share it with someone special, but for now she made do with Snowy her Persian cat. Brittany didn’t earn a fraction of what her father had, nor her mother who had remarried and moved abroad after her father’s death, but as a fashion designer she knew many A list celebrities and socialised with a lot of people of money. Brittany knew how to look the part with exclusive well fitted clothing, high sparkling shoes and matching bag. Though her car was leased it was prestige and pristine in every way and Brittany carried herself in every way as a woman of wealth and strength. It had been another long day for Brittany as she worked from her office an hour away in the city. She travelled widely and was familiar with the fashion industry worldwide so it wasn’t unusual for her to have another long Skype meeting with contacts in Japan and Europe. She drank expensive coffee as she finalised details on the latest deal before closing down for the weekend and heading home. The weather was awful and traffic was painfully slow as Brittany listened to the radio and sipped steadily from her iced water. The hour drive turned into an awful two hours in horrendous weather as Brittany finally saw signs to her familiar coastal town. Deciding she was too tired to cook she pulled into the side of the road and ran into the local Chinese take away and waited as thunder and lighting ravaged loudly as her meal was prepared. Sitting waiting and watching the rain Brittany found herself crossing her legs and tapping her foot, thinking that she was feeling quite uncomfortable but assuming it was from the cold and dampness and the awful stormy, cold, and very wet weather. The take away was quiet and before long Brittany was running back out to her car placing the meal carefully at the footwell of the passenger seat as she drove up the hill towards her apartment block, her headlights on full and windscreen wipers on fast. She turned the engine off in her allotted reserved space and grabbed her meal and ran, wishing her designer coat had a hood and mentally reminding herself to design some practical wet weather gear soon. Usually she would be healthy and climb the 8 levels of stairs but not wanting her meal to get cold, and tired from a very long day, work, and long drive, Brittany pressed for the lift as more thunder and lightning struck. She looked forward to eating her meal as she watched the sky light up and she also, quite suddenly, realised she was also very much looking forward to using the bathroom. She swept her long wet hair back off her face as she pressed floor 8 in the lift. The doors closed and the lift moved. Brittany stood crossed legged, her hair dripping and her designer dress damp from the waist down. She crossed her legs, looking forward to a lovely long pee before enjoying her meal. Suddenly the lift shook slightly before going silent and dark as the realisation dawned on Brittany that the lift had broken and she was trapped. The small closed cubicle she stood in now lit solely by an emergency light above her Brittany moved from foot to foot as she dug in her handbag for her mobile phone. Firstly thinking she could call someone then realising she had no idea who to even call. She had no brothers or sister, or real close friends even. Her dad was dead and her mum abroad and she didn’t even know the name of any of her neighbours. As she scrolled through her contacts she suddenly noticed that there was no point calling anyone as trapped in the lift the phone had no signal anyway! Instead Brittany used the torch of the phone to shine around the closed in lift in search of the emergency buzzer or phone. There was just an emergency button so she pressed it and waited. It rang for a while then stopped. Alone, hungry, and now bursting for the toilet Brittany wasn’t sure what to do. She tried the button again and again it buzzed then stopped. The silence and closed in dark room made her feel more trapped than ever. Five minutes past and time seemed to drag in as Brittany stood against the back wall of the lift crossed legged. Her stomach rumbled with hunger and the smell of her dinner was so enticing. Brittany sat on the floor and decided to look at her meal. Incredibly the shop had put disposable cutlery in with her meal and Brittany sat eating on the floor of the lift direct from the cartons her food came in feeling herself to be most undignified and common. She’d never eaten direct from a carton ever and couldn’t recall the last time she’d ever used disposable cutlery. Still it was good to eat and drink, as she guzzled from a bottle of water in her handbag from work. As she ate and drank with her bottom on the floor and her knees raised Brittany rubbed her bladder as it ached again. She so badly needed to pee. Finishing her meal she wiped her mouth with a tissue and carefully packed the leftover containers and food into the carried bag and stood up again, pacing the lift as being upright now intensified her bladder woes. Her expensive tailored designer dress had now dried from the earlier rain as Brittany pressed against it to hold between her legs. Checking her phone she noticed her battery almost dead and still no signal so she once again pressed the emergency buzzer and was relieved to hear someone finally answer. The call handler was reassuring and comforting and aware of the fault which had been caused by a lightening strike causing a power failure. Help was on the way she was assured but unfortunately she needed to be patient despite being trapped. Brittany was far too embarrassed to mention her problem and she only hoped there was no cameras as she paced and danced about. Time passed as Brittany grew more restless, more annoyed and definitely more desperate to pee. Her foot tapped, she paced, held her bladder and grabbed between her legs constantly, all the time moaning and voicing how bursting she was. In the dim light of the confined lift Brittany found herself getting bolder the more she struggled to hold. Pulling her tights down she placed a hand directly inside her pants and massaged her vagina as she moaned in urgency. There was desperate and then there was seriously desperate and Brittany was reaching the latter fast! Tears formed in her eyes as the sudden realisation that she might not make it out dry washed through her mind. Her bladder hurt, her head spun and her pussy tingled beyond anything she had ever experienced before. Thoughts ran through her mind of being caught with a hand inside her knickers, or with a huge puddle between her legs or worse still...with her hugely expensive clothes drenched in urine. Brittany wasn’t sure which would be worse but what she did know was that she had to do something as her hand warmed with dribbles escaping as she bend over double in utter urgency to release. Hoping someone would hear Brittany cried out ‘help! Someone help! I’m peeing myself in here! Someone help! I need the toilet urgently! Someone help me! Anyone!’ Brittany jumped as a male voice called down. ‘Hello! Is there someone down there? Do you want me to call the fire brigade? There’s been a power cut. Are you ok in there?’ Delighted to hear another human Brittany pulled her hand away, pulled up her knickers and tights and called back dancing from foot to foot. ‘Yes! I’m trapped in here. Been here almost an hour. Lift company supposed to be on way but I need out of here urgently! I’m....I’m bursting for the toilet in here!’ ‘Oh dear! That isn’t good. That’s awful actually. Are you alone in there? Do you want me to call anyone?’ ‘I’m alone yes. I’m ok. Except my bladder that is. Could you call the company. Tell them it’s an emergency please.’ ‘Yes of course! Is there a number on the lift anywhere?’ Brittany squirmed violently as she called out the number to the mystery voice above, her heels tapping noisily on the lift floor. She could faintly hear the voice talking as she made out the building name, address and the fact she was trapped. With one hand grasping between her legs she paced the lift in frustration. She absolutely had to pee, and right now! ‘Someone’s on their way mam. They are aware you are there. Please just hold on.’ ‘I bloody wish I could! I don’t think I can though.’ ‘Oh gosh that is terrible. I’m sorry. All I can do is let you know I am here, if that helps at all. I once had an accident myself and it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. It can’t be helped if you really have no other choice.’ Brittany couldn’t believe she was talking to a stranger, a voice really, about her bladder agony, but desperation was overtaking her rational thoughts and she could feel and hear her own heart racing. She’d never wet herself and found it disgraceful but there was something intriguing, comforting even, from the male voice above hearing that someone else had reached the end of their tether and peed themselves. Brittany sobbed softly and moaned as another spasm took hold. ‘It hurts.’ ‘Oh mam that’s not good. Not good at all. I think you had better just do something. I don’t know what’s easier...just let go or maybe go in a corner? Oh I am so sorry mam this must be just terrible being so desperate like you are. You do sound so distressed.’ ‘I....I can’t wet myself! These clothes are....well it’s just not right is it! God I need out of here! I need a bathroom so badly!’ ‘Clothes wash mam. It could be a while before you get out yet. It’s sucks I know and I just want you to know I am here.’ Brittany cried. Strong, respectable, wealthy but none the less in a situation she couldn’t control. Her bodily needs superseding everything else. Maybe the stranger was right. Her clothes could wash. Yes she’d be embarrassed and mortified but what other choice did she have? Brittany leaned against the back of the lift as she cried out and sighed simultaneously... Her hands by her side and her body tense, warm liquid ran down her pants, tights and dress as she stepped out of her shoes as her own pee flooded the inside of her tights. She couldn’t stop though as she bend forwards and pulled her tights down as urine flowed steadily down the inside of her legs and now ran over the outside of her tights and over the top of her hideously expensive shoes. She bent her knees as more and more urine continued to pour out from between her legs until it finally steadied to a trickle before ending. Still sobbing Brittany pulled her tights off completely and rung them out onto the floor, followed by her knickers which were completely drenched. The silence of the lift broken only by the sound of liquid being squeezed out of her garments. ‘You ok down there?’ ‘Just about.’ ‘It shouldn’t be much longer mam.’ ‘It’s ok. I can wait now. I hope they have a mop though.’ ‘If not I’ll get mine. Don’t worry. I mean what else can you do when you need to go and you are trapped?’ Whoever the male voice was he definitely had a point.
  5. 12 points

    Skymouse Documentary

    View File Skymouse Documentary This is an absolute classic. A TV documentary about the sexy wetting work of Skymouse, who was a giant in the community for many years. I thought this might have been posted here before but couldn't find it in a search. Anyhow Mods, if this is a repost, then please remove, and if not enjoy everyone! Enjoy, Rachel Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 08/10/2020 Category Female  
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    Biku Commission thread

    org commission
  8. 11 points

    What a wet wonderful night!

    Posted this in a thread under General, but I think this experiance could use an own topic. I use a matress protector that are made of tencell that is totally waterproof, breaths and do not crincle. So you don’t hear or feel that is there. On top a have a normal matress protector that is not waterproof, and then the sheets. When I wet the bed I have to wash both the sheets and the two matress protectors. Some workload of course, but practically not more work to put one or two protectors in the washing maschine. I have my matress protector in the bed at all time, so I can wet the bed whenever the urge hit. So how often do I have an ” accident”? Well, that depends on the mood, but i differs from one a month to one every third month. So not very often. But I do love thoose nights... Last time, it was a month agp, I peed my bed six times during the night. In the morning I and the bed was soaked!, I hadn’t planed to wet the bed, but the urge hit me when I woke up around 2 am really bursting. So I gave in and let the ”accident” happen. I the got up and went to the bathroom and drank a lot of water... I wanted to wet more. I had to be quite so not to wake up my husband that was sleeping next to my wet bed. I layed myself in the bed, had still my wet panties and nighty on. And fell asleep. After three hours I woke up again - bursting. So I peed, laying on my side. The wet and warm pooled under my bum, spread down my leg and up to my cheast. I even felt my breast getting warm and wet and I started worried a bit about my pillow. I was once again soaked. I turn to my other side so to wet it as well, and this also caused my upper sheet and duvet to get moist. I woke up three more times before the morning. Every time I peed more in my bed. The last time, the fifths for the night, my husband woke up. I had to confess. ”My bed is wet. I have peed myself”, I said in a low, maybe somewhat childish voice. ”Oh, do you want to deal with it know...?”, was his respond. ”No, but maybe I can put in a towel...”, I said and he was on his way to get one for me. I stopped him. ”No I can do that for myself”. It was so sweet, he actually wanted to support me, even though he knows I wet on purpose. I got the towel and we both fell back to sleep. At eight o’clock it was time to get up. We said godmorning, meanwhile I let my morningpee out in my bed... I don’t think he noticed that if not my happy face gave me away... Oh what a night!
  9. 11 points

    2,054 downloads

    Just enjoy it~

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  10. 11 points

    H4F beyond the limit

    From the album: Digital art

    A commision I did for Mr. Musashi. Since its supposed to be me, I thought I would share here.
  11. 10 points

    Preventive Wetting | Pictures

    Alisha pees in her pants on purpose in order to avoid possibly having an accident later. In this scene we find Alisha at the end of a video shoot for HD Wetting. All the planned scenes have been shot, and she is about to get in her car and drive away. However, she is facing more than a two hour drive to get home and has been drinking lots of fluids for all the scenes she has been filming. She is concerned she is going to get on the road only to find herself desperate to pee. So, as a preventive measure, she chooses to pee in her pants now, before she starts driving home. This way, she figures, she is starting the drive with an empty bladder and will hopefully be able to avoid having an accident on her journey.
  12. 10 points
    My wet bottom in my favorite panties.
  13. 9 points
    View File Tied, Desperate, and being Teased Sexy bit of desperation bondage and wetting fun. Enjoy, Rachel Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 08/10/2020 Category Female  
  14. 9 points
    Wet myself on the train
  15. 9 points
    So its been a while since i posted on here, I've technically attempted but like my browser refreshes and I loose my post so I'm typing it somewhere else first lmao Last night I had a really interesting experience that tbh I was too tired to appriciate. I've heard people say before that they dream of peeing and they piss themselves but I've never had that happen before, until now. My dream was pretty much what happened when I got insanely desperate the other day so I'm gonna explain that first In case its important, I'm 23 years old, 115 pounds, and 5'3" I have red hair thats faded so it looks somewhere between a natural hair colour and the vibrant red I usually dye it, that goes down past my boobs. I was wearing a white bikini with little blue, pink, and orange flower designs. I'm kinda skinny, but I have really wide hips. My figure has been described as "stereotypical superhero obviously drawn by a guy" (but like only in photos because im hella short) Recently I had been at the beach with my bf and his parents. They have lakefront property so we were sitting on their dock drinking some homemade iced tea that was really good (apparently iced tea to Canadians is different than what everyone else calls it and im not actually sure what the drink was but mine didnt contain alcohol) by the time I had to pee I had already gotten out of the water, and so did everyone else so I felt like it would be weird if I casually went back in when my clothes were already dry. I got desperate really fast tho and in the span of about an hour I was like "I need to pee now." Since I'm super awkward and didnt want to seem weird I pretended to get a phone call and used that as an excuse to run to the bathroom. So that was basically my dream. I was sitting on the dock with my boyfriend and we were drinking these non stop. In my dream my bladder was so full it was hard to drink more but for some reason I had to. Of course I finally went to the bathroom and thats when I woke up. It was 4am my bf was asleep beside me, and I was peeing myself. I'm sure other vagina owners know that feeling of "Is it discharge, am I on my period, am I horny, or am I peeing?" And thats where I was at. It took maybe 3 seconds to realize what it was (I was mostly asleep and it felt so soft and warm sorta??) And realized how much pain I was in from my very full bladder. I managed to stop and run to the bathroom, leaking a little bit on the way. I had fallen asleep in my clothes, a black tank top and a black with white polka dots thigh length skirt, and my panties were already soaked. My skirt was partially stuck in my panties and I couldnt figure out how to get it off fast enough so I just sorta pulled it up and peed through my panties. Im not sure for how long? But it felt like it took a lot longer than usual. When i went back to bed there was a substitute sized wet spot on the bed but it hadnt gotten to my bf. We have a waterproof mattress cover on anyways, (technically for piss stuff but mostly cuz I squirt a lot) so I just kinda threw a towl over the spot and went back to bed. Of course when we woke up and my bf noticed the towl he wouldnt stop making jokes about how he's going to get me diapers if this happens again tho x.x
  16. 9 points

    1,100 downloads

    I noticed in my comments area that some of you guys asked for this one~ Enjoy~

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  17. 9 points
    Unable to hold it any longer, Alisha has a humiliating wetting accident in her jeans in public as traffic zooms by. In this super embarrassing video we get to spy on Alisha who is trapped in a rather dire set of circumstances. She is next to a busy public street, waiting for her friend to come pick her up, but she is bursting to pee. As we watch, Alisha frantically paces back and forth, squeezing her legs together, as she is on the phone telling her friend to hurry up. Alisha, however, is unable to wait a moment later. In an explosion of wetness her bladder releases, and a dark wet patch rapidly expands down the legs of her faded jeans. Horrified and humiliated she curses her friend for taking too long as she stands there, in public, clearly peeing in her pants.
  18. 9 points
    But does she demand to see the manager?
  19. 9 points
    Hey... So, I appreciate your work in restoring classic videos, and would like to talk with you about your process. In addition to HD Wetting, I have a mainstream business who's mission is to provide technology based solutions supporting broadcast, media, and streaming industries. A large part of my business is converting old media formats and restoring them. When dealing with many old video formats, we can divide the modernization of old videos into two distinct components. The first component being restoration, the second being enhancement. The problem with old video formats (NTSC, PAL, SECAM) is they were designed to produce a signal that would look good when displayed on a CRT display. Hallmarks of these old video signals are interlacing, where the display would flash alternating fields back and forth to produce the image, instead of a single continuous frame, and using a luminance based signal with U and V axis phasing to produce color. While this worked well with the way an electron gun drew a picture on a CRT display, modern displays are inherently progressive scan, drawing a full frame in its entirety, and with each pixel having a distinct RGB value. In modernizing these old video formats, the first challenge we have is in properly converting the signal from an interlaced YUV signal to a progressive scan RGB signal. Let us first just look at the de-interlacing component of the process, or the process of converting a frame made up of interlacing fields to a single continuous frame. Typical processes for capturing old video signals and converting them to a progressive scan signal usually result in a significant loss of information, often noticeably impacting image quality. This is why videos that you may recall watching on a CRT display, and not looking that bad, will look horrendous on a modern display. The issue is that there is no simple, easy way to convert interlaced frames to progressive scan frames. Here is why- The simplest thing to do would be simply to remove one of the interlaced fields, then double the lines of the remaining field. This is probably the most common thing we see in de-interlacing, as it is the easiest to do, but it has significant draw backs. By removing one of the fields, we immediately lose half of the visual information. Instantly, we are cutting the overall resolution in half. On top of that, we are reducing our apparent frame rate. With these interlaced signals, because of the way a CRT would flash the alternating fields, the motion cadence we would observe on a native interlaced display would be double the frame rate. So, in the case of an NTSC signal, at roughly 30 frames-per-second, we would actually be watching a motion cadence of 60Hz. The de-interlacing process, however, would cut in half not just our overall resolution, but also result in a 30Hz motion cadence. There are better ways to deal with de-interlacing, and a lot of different capture tools and video software are offering these methods. Rather than delete one of the fields, they will use some kind of algorithm to blend the frames together. This manages to maintain some of the resolution, but you still typically will lose half of the intended motion cadence. To truly restore an old video signal so it can be viewed on a modern display with its intended resolution and motion cadence, the following most be done- Each alternating field needs to be separated into its own distinct frame. The missing field from each frame should then be reconstructed using a high quality interpolative algorithm. This will maintain the original motion cadence of the signal, all of the original visual information will be present, and there won't be any perceived intra-frame loss of resolution. Unfortunately, this is not something you can do by just applying filters, as it involves re-timing and converting the original signal. Then there is the matter of converting YUV to RGB. Most people don't even bother with this, but the result will be colors that are noticeably off- This is why old video tapes typically have that particular look to their colors that reveal that they are from an old video. However, color science was fairly well established by the 90's and the colors of these old videos weren't supposed to look like that. You can approximate this with color correction after the video has been captures, but to truly bring back the video in the way it was intended there is a lot of math that is needed to convert between the two different color spaces. Additionally, this color space conversion should be done in hardware, before the signal is digitized. Most capture devices will only capture 8 bit video. Once you start shifting the color space of that 8 bit video, to move to the correct color space, you are going to have to shift outside of that 8 bit range. This means your corrected range will be closer to 5 or 6 bit video. You end up losing color information that was in the original, but can't be maintained when converting color spaces in an 8 bit arena. The hardware to do this is expensive, and an alternative would be to use a higher-end capture card that isn't limited to 8-bit capture. This will give you a greater bit-depth to work on when converting your color space, resulting in more information being retained when targeting an 8-bit format delivery. There are other elements to consider as well, like pixel aspect ratio, pixel sampling, and aspect ration conversion, and visual resolution theory as related to the Nyquist folding frequency of a pixel array in a certain color space. ------------------------------------- So that is some background on restoration. Of course what you are actually able to do will depend heavily on what you have to start with. Not having an original tape, or starting with a video signal that has already been improperly captured and converted will severely limit your ability to create a true restoration of the video. Once the video is restored to its intended color, motion, and resolution, you can then go on to enhance it it various ways, such as increasing its resolution, using modern color grading techniques, or in other ways. Watching the Snuppa video you provided here, there are several things I notice right away. One, is the video is at 24 frames per second. Neither NTSC video or PAL video was natively 24 frames per second, so the video isn't being shown at its intended frame rate or motion cadence. For NTSC we should be at 60Hz, or 50Hz if the source was PAL. I also notice that high-contrast vertical lines get wavey at times, which is an artifact of de-interlacing by blending two frames together. The black levels, and the lack of definition in the color of her shirt, also reveal that there was never a proper YUV to RGB conversion done on the color space. Now, it looks like you did some work with filters. It looks like there is quite a bit of noise suppression, but this noise suppression appears to be universal, which results in a lack of hair texture or cloth texture in her jeans. I would suggest targeting the noise reduction filter you are using to specific colors, so as to remove visible noise from large solid color areas without loosing detail in things like her hair. It also looks like you may have attempted some sort of uprezzing using an unsharpen mask, but it looks like your settings were maybe a little too aggressive, resulting in cleaner edges, but the loss of other visual details. Of course, this might have been all you were capable of doing. I don't know what your starting point was as far as a file, if you had access to an original tape, DVD, or if you were having to deal with a file that was already de-interlaced and had the colors baked into to the wrong color space.
  20. 9 points
    In the event it disappears... its a decent rip 1.29006885401873203E18-1.mp4
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  22. 8 points

    641 downloads

    Sexy bit of desperation bondage and wetting fun. Enjoy, Rachel

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  23. 8 points

    714 downloads

    Karen has a really perfect body structure - a perfect figure! A girl like that never pee in her pants ??? Today she corrected this flaw of hers! Karen holds herself back for a long time, and when this becomes impossible, she squeezes her legs and pee into gray leggings. This is really cool, don't miss it!

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  24. 8 points

    The Bulge Diary

    Sorry if its blurry, shaking because i was literally ready to pop. You guys inspired me to post mine!
  25. 7 points
    I didn't watched it yet, but grabbed it just in case. (If its your video and channel please ignore it) Train .mp4
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    Got a little drunk and desperate~ I was holding it for 4 hours while I drank, my bladder was bursting, I couldn't stop crossing my legs and bouncing around grabbing myself. The black denim doesn't show much (I don't have a lot of jeans haha), but I lost control and peed my pants, I was totally soaked. 094457.mp4 I kept the jeans on after and drank more, I only held on for another hour before I got too desperate and completely flooded them again! 094458.mp4
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    I hope to work on more classics soon in an attempt to pay homage to the early days of omorashi related content! Let me know what you think, any tips and suggestions regarding process most welcome. Also, any classic clips out there you'd like to see restored?
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    Last night I wet my bed on accident kinda. I decided to see if I will or hold it till morning or wake up in the middle of the night needing to pee. So at 4pm I took my last pee for the day and started a hold. I halve a pretty big bladder so by bed time I need to pee but I was not that desperate, I was more desperate the usual but not super desperate. I put on some black and gray striped briefs and went to bed. Well I slept though the night and woke up wet! It was cold when I woke up so I must have done it in my sleep and slept in it a while. Pics below.
  30. 7 points
    I was in my early twenties. I had just failed my final term at university due to an awful final placement and blagged my way into a new job at a children’s soft play centre. It was my second week on the job and although I was loving it I wasn’t impressed at the management and more importantly the lack of staffing. Getting a break was like gold dust and shifts were 9 hours long. I do recall the morning hadn’t been so busy and I had managed to have one earlier break in the day to have something to eat and drink but the afternoon had two back to back children’s parties which I was lead staff member for and with each party being two hours long that was four hours without a break. Because the building was warm we were allowed to drink during shifts and I carried bottles of water with me all day. It never occurred to me because I was so busy that four hours without even a loo break and lots of water was a very bad combination! The first half of the parties the children played on the equipment. I was the qualified first aided on site which meant I had to be watching at all times. Also with up to 150 kids allowed in at once you had to be around the equipment all the time to keep everyone safe. It was great exercise! Both parties were big with over twenty kids. I recall the first one going well with all meals ordered correctly and all the kids happy. By the time the kids went to the party room for food, games and cake I recall starting to feel the need to pee but I had over two hours left with no chance of a break so I just forgot about it. As I signed the first children out as parents arrived to collect them the next party group were already at the desk waiting! No chance of a quick pee break for me! I was now in behind the counter ticking names of party kids and taking food orders. I had my kegs crossed and the party was just starting! I kept really busy and the parents had a number of requests for me which meant sitting at a table with them bouncing my knee longing for five mins to nip to the loo! They bought me a mug of tea which, while I was very grateful, was also worrying me by now too. Thankfully the work ‘uniform’ of a jogging suit and t-shirt means I could at least move freely to help me hold. I notified other members of staff that I was just going to set the party room up as the parents wanted a certain table cloth and cups/plates etc all set up. Although the staff room was upstairs in the mezzanine area alas the only toilets were downstairs and I had no access to them. Upstairs, alone, with privacy I set the room up with one hand almost always between my legs. I was so bursting and had been holding at this point for over an hour and a half. I was pee dancing around willing the next 45 mins to go super quick so I didn’t have an accident. Anyone seeing me would have known very obviously that I was utterly dying to wee! Except I had no way of going! I tannoyed for the party kids to line up and brought them upstairs trying to hide the fact their party hostess was bursting for the toilet very badly! I tried to hide it by dancing along with the kids to musical statues and moving around all the time. By the time the food arrived and I had given them all out I was frantic. If only I could just nip downstairs and run to the loo! I was terrified the parents would complain though. I had to pour out juice for 30 children and as I was pouring I recall leaking a bit in my knickers. I had to stand still or the juice would spill but my muscles ached with holding so much. I sat down in a corner as the children ate and the family were preoccupied with photos etc. I discreetly held myself as best I could almost in tears at how bad I had to pee. My next job was to light candles and bring the cake in. I HAD to stand still for that and I was dreading it. Just as I was sat with very tight crossed legs and my hand between them the mum came over and asked if I would mind if she carried the cake to her daughter. I was so relieved! So I lit the candles and sat back down with my kegs crossed, my hands between my legs holding my pussy and rocking as happy birthday was sung. Once the cake was back on the table I had to cut the cake and bag 30 slices to out into party bags. I seriously could not stand still for a second and by now I think it would have been blatantly obvious that I was very eager to use a bathroom very urgently. However, ever the professional, I carried on, knowing as soon as the kids left I would be racing to the ladies! Thankfully once the kids had party bags they started heading back downstairs to be collected. This meant I could go back to the front desk where I had a bit more privacy behind a desk on all four sides of me. There was another member of staff there letting kids in and out for the centre but enough room for a few people there thankfully. With one hand now between my legs again I could feel I was a little wet already with leaks and I longed to let more out. My urethra was pounding for release! I HAD to pee. Thankfully my male colleague was too distracted with the constant stream of people to notice I was holding myself at the reception of a soft play centre in broad daylight! As the final child’s parents arrived to collect them I was dripping slowly and steadily into my knickers as I was ever close to the tap opening fully right where I stood. Just as I was about to unlock the reception door to let myself out for the loo my manager came rushing round from the kitchen saying they had run out of milk and handed me a five pound note and asked me to run next door to the supermarket ‘urgently’ as there was a queue of people wanting tea and coffee! I was about to beg her to let me use the ladies first but she stood there clearly waiting for me to go to the supermarket right then and there. I had no choice. I ran out the centre and into the supermarket next door while all the time leaking more pee into my pants. I ran into Morrison’s and straight to the bathrooms but as I was pulling my joggers down my pee torrent started and I sat on the toilet pan peeing forever right through my knickers. Once I was finished I wiped myself, removed my pants and put them in the sanitary bin and pulled my joggers back up. I washed my hands, bought milk quickly and ran back to work to finish my shift knickerless. Thankfully I don’t make a habit of wetting my pants and leaving them in public sanitary bins but that day I had no choice!
  31. 7 points
    I wet myself a lot in elementary school because I was always too shy to ask to go, I would just hold it until I couldn't anymore, but there were also many times that I'd be bursting when I got home. One time in high school I forgot to pee before I started walking home, and ended up getting really desperate on the way, to the point where I was squirming and trying not to grab my crotch in full view of the street. I made it to the door but while I was struggling with the lock I peed my pants a little. I still mostly made it but it was obvious I had an accident.
  32. 7 points

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    I love this porn producer - their content is authentic, sex positive, and real! These are three clips I recently found that feature women masturbating and peeing, usually in the forest. They are sensuous and delightful videos to masturbate along side to. Enjoy, Rachel

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    9631025.m4v
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  35. 6 points

    Holiday accident

    I have been away on a course and one day was a free day to do what we like. As you probably know Britain is affected by this Coronavirus and one of the effects is that people are holidaying at home rather than going abroad so places are a lot more crowded than usual. I hadn’t really appreciated this. I wanted to visit a nature reserve on the coast but I did my homework to make sure it was open and that the café and toilets were functioning. I had about an hour’s drive and by the time I got there I was ready to have a piss – about 7/10. But as I approached the site I was greeted by a line of cars queuing to get in. Normally this is unheard of for a nature reserve. I joined the queue but then a chap came along to say it was so busy they had closed the car park. It was off a stretch of main road so there was nowhere else to park. I don’t know about others but as soon as something unexpected like this happens my anxiousness and concern grows and it immediately increases my urgency and I’m now 8/10. Thinking quickly I remember another seaside place about five minutes drive away and proceed to turn the car around. I am soon there but only to be greeted by another long line of cars queuing to get into the large car park. At the same time I am drawn to some public toilets where there is a queue of about 15 people. The place is heaving – unheard of on a Thursday afternoon. But I just cant leave the car and then a chap passing by tells me the car park is full and everyone is trying to turn around. It took me about ten minutes to get out of there and I’m now at a 9/10 and am squeezing my cock through my shorts knowing I am close to an accident. You’ll see from the pics that I had khaki shorts on with blue briefs underneath. I reach the main road again and decided just to head off down a country lane to try and find somewhere to pee. Then it happens and I just have to sit there as I wet myself. No little leaks just a …ing flood. I was really distraught to be honest. My day was ruined because I couldn’t go anywhere else in that state. Had I started to leak I would have jumped out and put something under me to save the seat but there was no time. Very unusual not to have a at least a couple of leaks come out before really losing control. So I just abandoned my afternoon out and headed back to the hotel. When I got back I held some bags infront of me to hide the wet patch and hoped no one saw the wetness on the back of my shorts. But being afternoon there were few people around.
  36. 6 points

    First true wetting

    So I'm a very clean person, so much that i really dont like wetting too much, I'm much more into pissing on others, desperation etc. My main ability is bladder control, i have a lot of willpower and can hold back, but i pee very fast and strong so if i go, i go. Me and my fiance went out one night to a bar in the city. We met up with friends and dtarted to drink and have a good time. About half way through my bladder was getting pretty full, i had nearly 5 beers without any food, it went right through me. I asked him "wheres the bathroom i really need to go." He giggled. "Can you hold it till we get home?" I told him it all depended on when we left. I severly slowed down on drinking then. I basically just sipped a water. An hour and a half passed, every ounce of liquid pounding at my bladder. I was swollen, in so kuch disarray and i told him we needed to leave if i was going to make it. The final goodbye to friends lasted 30 minutes. 30 minutes of me trying my best not to let the others know i was busting at the seams. Instead of walking to our car, we got in the elevator and road it so he could mess with me. He grabbed my crotch and felt my abdomen. "Oh my, you really are full!" I kind of gave in and let myself freak out a bit then. " babe i really don't think i can make it home im really really full." I told him. I wasn't lying, i was already pretty much at a 9. " are you telling me no? I thought it was my decision when you go?" I nodded. He then proceeded to get a water from the vending machine. We climbed into the car and he said " i want you to chug this before we leave." There was so much pressure, i was finding every urge but i accepted. Chugging the water was difficult, but i did. 30 minutes until we got home. 15 minutes in, i had my pants complete unzipped, no seatbelt, anything that put any pressure on my rock hard bladder off of it. Was maxed out. Every second i thought i was going to bust but i kept it under control. We pulled into the driveway, the water i had chunged bashing the dam down. I stepped out, and felt a huge waved as i doubled over. He helped me through the door. "I cant hold it, i really... oh my god i cant-" a spurt came out. "No no, keep on holding!" He told me. I was using every part of my abdomen as i struggled. My bladder bulge was a watermelon, i was so full. And that when i couldnt take it anymore, the flood shot out of me. The sound of my stream smashing into my briefs and jeans, so much strength that a small stream was arching out like there wasnt a pair of pants on me. I moaned with so much ecstasy, the pressure only grew as i finally just relaxed my muscles and i pissed for nearly a minute in a half of it, flooding the floor beneath.
  37. 6 points
    Quick wetting, I was trying to record more desperation but I couldn't hold it anymore~ 4436234.mp4 I made a wet spot
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    I think my favourites are the ones that start out as normal videos, but then suddenly an accident happens, or someone wets themselves after holding it for too long or just decides to pee. There's the one where two girls walk down to a pier and joke about their dog wading below the pier being an otter, and then suddenly one of them just squats and pees herself through her bikini bottom. Then there's one called "She pees!" or something, where two Asian girls (or, at least the one who pees herself is Asian) are messing around in a driveway, with loud music playing, and one of them suddenly squats and floods her jeans while half-heartedly trying to hold back the flow with her hand, so that she pees all over her hand. They both laugh a lot, and the girl who peed jokingly slaps the girl filming with her hand that's wet with pee. The one with the girls at McDonald's is a classic, too. The one where they laugh a lot and all of a sudden one of them just floods herself on the stool she sits on, while another says this "this is too much, Nicole's peeing her pants" or something. Then there's the videos where women pee themselves in cars. Like this one. There's another one too that's like a typical vlog, but at one point she talks about how badly she has to pee, so she pulls into a parking lot to go in a store or restaurant or something, and when she comes back to the car she records herself saying she peed on herself. She chokes up a little out of embarrassement. The problem with a lot of the teen ones is that the people in them are very often that awkward age where they are older teens, but still likely below 18 . They were a lot of fun to find when I was younger, but now they just feel awkward.
  39. 6 points

    Rexone’s Art

    I finally present to you Governor Allegra from my blogs. I can't wait to hear your thoughts guys!
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    Juile Skyhigh takes a desperate stroll through her hometown of Brussels while desperate to pee wearing some very tight low cut jeans and very high boots. R.I.P. Sexy lady, Here's a little remembrance of her sexiness. She left us far too young.

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    In times of desperation

    Chapter 56: Will was slightly nearer the end of the row from Sarah, though they were right in the middle and the entire row was full of people. Will so wanted to scream to everyone to get out of his way before he wet himself but he just couldn’t. Standing up his bladder felt so solid, heavy and sore. It was stretched so much and his muscles were sore and tired as he had already held his bladder way too long earlier in the day. This wasn’t how his first proper date with his girlfriend was supposed to end, far from it. He’d already had a huge accident in front of Sarah just hours previously and he sure didn’t want another one. It was all he could do to apologise quietly as strangers stood up or squeezed in to let him past. It must have been blatantly obvious why he wanted out so urgently as he held his coat on one arm and held his dick tightly with the other. Why were some people taking ages to move to let him past? He felt a small spurt escape before he even made it to the end of the row. Sarah was so turned on watching Will struggle, though her own bladder hurt so much from holding. At least she could just about make it to the end of the row without having to hold herself, though as she passed the final person she had to bend forward and cross her legs very tightly. Will was hobbling down the stairs in front of her now so she tried to hurry to catch him up as he walked through the short tunnel towards the doors marked ‘exit’. She’d long forgotten what the film was about by now as the voices from the screen became slightly quieter as she headed out to the main corridor. Will was slightly in front of her, though he seemed to suddenly stop as the corridor bustled with noise and people. Sarah was frantically searching for the toilets, perhaps that’s what Will was doing too and why he had paused? She caught up with him, unable to stand still as she danced beside him while he crouched forward with both hands between his legs. Will knew he was in trouble. Why he had thought tan trousers would be good to wear he would never know. He didn’t dare remove his hands as he knew without a doubt that his crotch would be noticeably wet already. He was in pain and so embarrassed at acting like a child in public. As Sarah joined him, very noticeably bursting too he could only apologise. ‘I’m sorry Sarah. It’s really bad.’ ‘It’s ok. I think there must be toilets along here. Come on. I need to go now Will. I’m absolutely desperate!’ ‘Sarah, please please drive me home. It’s too busy honey. Please.’ Sarah knew Will couldn’t pee with so many around. She’d experienced his situation first hand and it wasn’t an option to sneak into a disabled toilet together in such a busy environment. Despite the fact she honestly knew she would not make it to Will’s without wetting herself she knew Will needed her assistance so bad. Grabbing herself between the legs, as undignified and embarrassing as it was, she pulled Will gently by the arm and headed through the very busy reception area out into the cold, wet, dark car park. It took a moment for Sarah’s eyes to adjust to the change of light and she paused as the cinema door closed behind her and the noise eased. She quickly scanned for her car and pulled a bent, struggling Will with her. Sarah had parked by a back area looking into the back of the restaurant they had eaten in earlier. In front of the car were some decorative bushes separating one car park from the other. Although out of eye shot from anyone at the cinema and restaurant they could both be seen clearly from anyone in either car park. Sarah clinked the button on her fob to unlock the doors but as Will approached the back of the car he suddenly froze. ‘Sarah, I can’t hold it. I can’t.’ Sarah pulled Will between the cars as she watched his face tense in panic. Will knew he was losing it. His boxers had soaked up as much as they could and his hands could feel his trousers were definitely getting wet, though so far thankfully only from small spurts. He’d paused at the back of the car as another painful wave hit him hard sending another spurt out his tired penis. He wasn’t going to make it home but he was too ashamed to piss himself a second time in Sarah’s car. He couldn’t do that to her, he just couldn’t. Sarah pulled him between the cars and close to the little bushes but Will knew the shrubbery was too low to offer any privacy. Before he could do anything to stop her Sarah had loosened his trousers, unzipped his fly and was pushing his shoulders down. ‘Crouch down Will. Copy me. My pants can’t hold any more. I need to do this.’ At that Sarah spread her legs, hunched her skirt up and crouched down in front of her car as close to the hedge as she could. Will spread his legs, bent his knees and crouched down too, facing the back of the restaurant with his back to Sarah’s car, still holding his penis as tight as he could. Will stared at Sarah wide eyed. She still had her tights and underwear on. Could she really be about to pee through them out in the open? If he hadn’t been holding his piss for dear life he would have been exploding with something else. How he had longed to see a woman do this for years. Sarah shuffled as close to Will as she could before removing his hands and gently fishing out his member. As they crouched right beside each other in front of a bush barely up to their knees with their backs protected by the front of Sarah’s car, their knees bend, legs spread, Sarah was the only one talking and instructing them both. ‘Will you hold my skirt up while i hold your penis. Think about the ladies at my work, think about McDonald’s, think about Starbucks, think about us pissing together in jugs at mine, think about us peeing together on your toilet...think about relaxing, getting relief, letting go of all this pressure.’ Will could hear hissing. It was magical, beautiful, incredibly sexual. Sarah was exploding warm pee from between her legs fast and loudly and furiously through her pants and nylon tights and onto the car park and bush in front of them. His penis was twitching with need, unable to grow due to the sheer volume of piss inside it but not fully flacid either. He never wanted Sarah to ever let his penis go. He closed his eyes, treasuring the sound of Sarah’s wee while his own body gave in to the relentless and incredible pressure from his bladder as suddenly he felt an explosion of warm urine run right down the inside of his member and splash loudly on the tarmac. Sarah responded by lifting and guiding his penis towards the bush as urine thundered out of him causing his legs to shake. ‘Oh my God Will I can’t stop.’ ‘Me neither.’ Will thought he would be pissing for the rest of the night. Sarah felt the same as her body relaxed and moaned from the ecstasy of finally getting to go. Her skirt managing to stay dry but her pee was puddling between her high heeled shoes. She was loving holding and guiding Will and feeling the force of his urine as it ran down his penis. She’d secretly longed for a moment like this all her adult life. She might have soaked knickers and tights but she knew fucking Will later would make up for that and so much more besides. Thanks to Will’s earlier wetting she already had plenty towels in her car to protect her seats. It was almost as if it was all planned by some higher being. They could always watch the film on Netflix when it came out anyway. Right now that was the last thing on their minds though.
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    Well you know what they say, got a long Zoom call? Diaper up
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    Black girls wetting

    Source. hSWRb5RZEdX56Vay.mp4
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    This is another thing that I have thought about recently as a result of holding it all day at work with male coworkers, who are less inhibited than I am about peeing on the trees. The question is about addressing desperation as the elephant in the room. Now I have mentioned in numerous threads have recently I got an outdoor job where it is expected you will go to the bathroom outdoors or otherwise just hold it. I have personally chosen to hold it since I can't squat and I am deeply inhibited about going to the bathroom outdoors. However I work with male coworkers who have no such inhibitions about peeing on the trees regularly several times during the day. So far they haven't really said anything about the fact that I don't really use the bathroom, except one guy mentioned when we were riding back to base that don't worry it looks like the traffic is light so you will be able to get to the bathroom soon. But other than that it has been the only acknowledgment of the fact that they realized that I have to go to the bathroom pretty badly by the end of the day. So this is the question that sort of comes up, and it also made me think of the other thread about whether you prefer a woman who mentions that she has to go to the bathroom or who tries to hide it but still obviously needs to go. As I am a very shy and inhibited person I am among the later. When I have to go to the bathroom and I am very obviously desperate but there is no possibility of relieving myself, unless I am with people that I know really well I probably wouldn't say anything. If I was with family or friends I might complain about the lack of a bathroom, but with people I don't know I mostly try to hide it, and even with people I do now I try not to be really obvious about the fact that I am desperate. However people aren't stupid. You don't have to be a desperation fan to realize the obvious. When you are at a place all day with a woman for six hours and you know for a fact that she hasn't gone to the bathroom, and then you see her looking kind of antsy and occasionally crossing her legs or showing all these other telltale signs of desperation, no matter how much she tries not to, you obviously know what is going on in her bladder. As I have mentioned aside from that one incident I mentioned in another thread where one of my coworkers left me conversation to go into the woods and relieved himself while I was very clearly desperate, there hasn't really been any direct acknowledgment of the fact that we are working together all day and they are using the woods as a toilet regularly while I am just sort of stoically holding it all day long. So the question here is when you are around someone who is very obviously desperate like that do you address the elephant in the room and say something about it, or do you just kind of ignore it, whether because you are embarrassed to bring it up, you don't want to embarrass the other person or because it's just too awkward to bring up since you are likely enjoying the situation? I am sure it probably varies based on how familiar you are with the person, whether they know about your interest and stuff of that nature, but I am talking just about a person in general, such as someone that you work with or something like that. In my case the answer is that if I noticed another person is desperate I will probably just secretly be enjoying that without saying anything. If I was actually with someone who I knew shared this interest I would probably say something to them in private, although so far that hasn't actually happened with me in real life. But in generally if another person has to go to the bathroom I will either say nothing, or if they look really distressed I will ask if something is the matter, which a couple of guys have asked me at work before but I just sort of shrug it off cause I don't want to admit the obvious. Now when I am the one who is desperate, like I said, unless I was with family and friends who are used to me complaining about needing a bathroom, I probably wouldn't say anything. And for the most part I try not to show obvious desperation, although when you reach a certain point of desperation it's kind of hard not to be antsy and squirmy and crossing your legs and everything like that. In fact I probably spend half the day at work with my legs crossed, and towards the end of the day my leg is clearly shaking. Fortunately I am alone in a van most of the time so I am in private, but when I have to get out and interact with my coworkers it is a little bit harder to hide the fact that I am clearly agitated. But I have to say it's kind of a very strange feeling, which is sort of another topic that might be a different topic altogether. And I also have to say that by not addressing the elephant in the room that makes the whole situation seem almost comically absurd. Basically I have these coworkers who I know have empty bladders because they have been peeing on the trees all day, and they know that I am bursting because I haven't gone to the bathroom all day, I'm shifting at the legs and they know as soon as we get back to base I am going to bolt for that bathroom. And yet we are all sort of interacting together saying nothing about it but I have to wonder what is going through their heads, because they know that I clearly have to go to the bathroom very very badly. Even if they are not desperation fans they must be thinking, what is with this woman, she clearly clearly has to pee very badly. I am wondering if they think it's just funny or if it's entertaining or what. I know that personally I just feel really weird about it. I know that my bladder is extremely full and that theirs aren't and I know that I am the only one in the group who is absolutely dying for a piss and yet I sort of carry on as normally as possible. I try not to show obvious signs of desperation and I interact with them, but the entire time I know that in my mind I am thinking, they went to the bathroom, I am still holding it, this really sucks! But again, I just sort of stoically endure it and I sort of smile and nod and don't say anything about the fact that my bladder is about to explode. But again everyone must know what is going on. They are probably not thinking about it as much as I am, but as we are out there in a group they gotta know, hey we are with a woman bursting for a piss! And I realized that there are plenty of you would absolutely LOVE to be in a situation like this with someone else who is clearly desperate, and I can't blame you cause I'm the same way when others are desperate like that. Again it made me think of that other thread where most people said that they prefer a woman who doesn't say anything about the fact that she is desperate and is trying to hide it but is clearly desperate. So my question is though for people as if you are with someone who is obviously desperate to go to the bathroom how do you address the issue, or do you not address the issue and just sort of may be privately enjoy the fact that they are trying to conceal it but failing miserably?
  47. 5 points

    Hannah's Birthday Weekend

    Chapter 13 Kayleigh couldn’t help smiling and laughing with everyone else at Hannah’s reaction. For five minutes she had been excitedly chattering and jumping around with joy. She knew Hannah would love the surprise and was glad to see how excited she was. Five years ago they had all been on holiday to Ibiza and had stayed in a lovely hotel in a quiet little bay. It had been perfect for them as they could enjoy the quiet bay but it was only a 15 minutes walk into the nearby town so they had the best of both worlds. During their stay they had looked through the leaflets in the hotel advertising local attractions and excursions and one of the things they found was a drag show that was at one of the bars in the town centre and they had decided one night they would go check it out. They had just expected a fun drag show and a fun night out but they had been super impressed. Kayleigh couldn’t remember when she had laughed so hard. The show had been amazing, way more impressive than they had imagined it would be. The focus of the show had been comedy/parody songs. Either the drag queens doing a comedy skit to the theme of the songs of them actually dressing up as a caricature of the singers and doing their own parody lyrics. In and amongst were skits and stand up and non stop hilarity. At the end of the show they had bought a DVD of the show that had the material they had seen and some stuff they hadn’t seen and over the years they had watched it together numerous times and it never got old. A few months back when they had been discussing doing something for Hannah’s birthday the idea was thrown of going to see a concert or show and Tom had set to the task of looking for something fun they could go see. He had called in excitement saying that the same guys they had seen in Ibiza were doing weekly shows up and down the coast and suggested booking to go and see them again. They had all agreed that was an awesome idea and decided to keep it a surprise for Hannah. Now they were here and the surprise and suspense had definitely been worth it. As they had stood more and more people had joined the queue behind them and Kayleigh guessed it wouldn’t be much longer before they opened the doors and started letting people in. Her guess had been right. A few minutes later the queue began to move and they slowly made their way towards the building. Once inside they headed to the front desk and when they were called forward Tom handed over their confirmation and he was given 6 tickets and was told to present them when they went into the theatre. They made their way through the foyer and into an open area with a bar, a snack stand and an area where they were selling merchandise. They went and had a look at the merch stall and then made their way towards the bar. As they did Kayleigh noticed a sign for the toilets and decided to head there before doing anything else. She told them where she was going and Lucy said she would come too. They left the group and headed over to where the sign was pointing down a corridor and followed it round until they reached a fork with the gents to the left and the ladies to the right. As they went in Lucy went into the first stall and Kayleigh went into the second one. As Kayleigh was pulling down her knickers she heard a splashing noise and then Lucy sigh. She sat down and followed suit, emptying her bladder with a little sigh. She heard Lucy finish and flush and not long after she did the same. She joined Lucy at the sink who looked at Kayleigh as she got to the sink and said “Phew, I needed that”. Kayleigh at Lucy who continued “as we were standing in the queue I was thinking that I should have had a wee before we left the bar, I was glad when they started letting people in”. Kayleigh laughed and made a comment about knowing how she felt. She too had been feeling the need to pee growing as they stood in line. They washed their hands and headed back out to the group who were standing in line at the bar. They joined them in waiting and when it was her turn Kayleigh looked at the selection behind the bar and decided on getting a bottle of rose wine. She wasn’t sure how long the show was but at least if she bought a bottle she wouldn’t need to come back to the bar at any point. She paid for her bottle and moved to the side to wait for the rest of them. Once they all had drinks they went and bought some bags of crisps and bags of chocolates. As they were at the snack stand Claire had headed to the bathroom and as they made their way towards the theatre both Tom and Mike said they would go before they went in, closely followed by Hannah who quickly handed over her drink and snacks and went after them. When they came back they went to the theatre and presented their tickets and were then shown to their seats. Kayleigh was impressed. She knew it was a theatre but she didn’t know it would be so big. She also loved the seating arrangement. The rows of seats were built on ascending levels, separated by a wooden block. Not only did this mean they wouldn’t have to worry about people in front of them, it also meant they had plenty of leg room and they could use the wooden block as a table for their drinks. The last time they had seen this act it had been a small entertainment bar, now they were in a proper theatre. She was glad they seemed to be doing well, they definitely deserved it. They sat chatting for a while as the theatre continued to fill and about 15 minutes later the doors were closed and the lights dimmed down. The spotlight centered on a gorgeous woman on the stage who welcomed everyone and said she hoped everyone enjoyed the show. Then in the deepest manliest voice imaginable shouted “lets get started”. Kayleigh burst out laughing. She had assumed this woman worked for the theatre and was just welcoming people. She had no idea it was actually one of the drag queens. Had she...or he….it was confusing, hadn’t spoken in their real voice she would have never known it was a man. The curtain opened to reveal the stars of the show in their amazing costumes and kicked off with a dance number. Which by the time it was over Kayleigh was already holding her belly from laughing so hard. If that was just the opener she couldn’t wait for the rest of the show. She helped herself to a handful of crisps and washed them down with a sip of wine. As she placed her glass down she suddenly wondered whether the show would have an interval. She wasn’t sure how long it lasted and whether or not it would run through or if they split it. She found herself hoping they had an interval. Mostly because an interval meant the show would last longer and she wanted as much of these guys as possible. But also part of her hoped there would be an interval mid way through the show as she was already feeling the first signs of needing a wee. She knew she wouldn’t be able to wait until the end of the show if it ran straight through and she really didn’t want to miss anything.
  48. 5 points

    Xbox comes first!

    Moved it for you, but seeing as you even went and put "100% true story" at the bottom, I'm not buying the damage control.
  49. 5 points
    Sixth comm, Thank you so much Musashi !!! With this one all my comm slots have been taken. Thank you all who took a chance with me! (If any of the three remaining comms turn to be omo I'll post them here)
  50. 5 points
    My dinky dick getting turned on at my first bulge in 9 months. My swollen bladder was about 70% full here. Hopefully on this site bladder size makes up for cock size
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