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Nia

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  • My pronouns are..
    she/her

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  • I'm into..
    Ageplay
    Bathroom Control
    Bedwetting
    Diapers
    Tickling
    Watersports
    Biting
    Bondage
    Cuddling
    Messing
    Parent and child play
    Spanking

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  1. No worries, it didn't bother me, just wanted to point it out! I can't see the titles, just the white play areas like you, so to find the one with the female perspective, I just listened to the first one until "big boy" and then switched to the second one.
  2. I'm a huge fan of your audios, and this one is no disappointment! I did notice that at around 3:08, "big boy" is used in both audios.
  3. I've been playing it a lot, and I really enjoy it! I do have one thing, which might just be me being stupid, heh. At first, I found it cute that your character will start to forget to take their undies off before using the potty. However, it has also made it impossible for me to actually potty-train my character, since it happens nearly 50% of the time they use the potty, even though they had only lost 20% of their potty-training skill from deliberately using their diaper. Now it's at 56% even though I've used the potty every time, but they keep forgetting to take off the diaper/pull-up. Am I doing something wrong?
  4. The only times in the last 10 years I've squatted to pee, I've been very drunk, so I was too focused on getting relief from peeing to really think about that. Also, I squat against either a hedge or wall, so my butt is covered while squatting.
  5. I do a bit of a mix. I'll usually only do spurts for a good while, usually a few hours where I'm constantly a bit wet, and then when I reach the point of "Well, it's time to finish this", I'll either do like a slow stream or just completely let go, but I really only completely let go while sitting down, because I don't like to have pee on my feet (for who knows what reason).
  6. I have quite a few, but I'm really obsessed with wetting in snowpants. I did so on purpose back when I was around 12, simply because I didn't want to have to go home and use the bathroom, and now that I'm older, it's a big fantasy of mine. Being able to pee my pants, feel it run down but no one else being able to tell. One day I might buy some snowpants and try it again. Another one, is going out with a partner and needing to use the bathroom, but not being allowed to do so. Getting all desperate and eventual wetting myself, and then being comforted by my partner, who then wets themselves on purpose, so that I'm not alone.
  7. Welcome to my first post, and hopefully not the last! Soo, I wasn’t really planning anything when I woke up today, at least not pee related. It was around 2PM, when I was getting together a list of things, I needed to buy at the store today. I was starting to feel the need to pee, and as the need grew, so did a temptation. I’ve never peed my pants in public *on purpose*. I’ve thought about it, but always chickened out before leaving. But not today! The walk to the store only takes me about 5 minutes, from leaving my door to being at the store. I live next to main road, but my apartment building is up a small hill and is hidden by a row of large trees. So, from the main road you can barely see the building, but the distance only takes 1 minute on foot. To give you a description of myself: I’m 21 years old, and a plus-size/fat woman with big breasts and thighs (Describing myself like a damn chicken, lol). I have shoulder length kinda-curly hair and glasses. I got dressed into black panties, a pair of jeans, which used to be black but has been washed grey, and a dark sweater. I don’t like being cold, heh. Finally, I put on a pair of black/white sneakers and my long black winter coat, that stops right around the knees. It made feel safe that the spurts wouldn’t be visible to anyone passing by. To avoid chickening out while walking, I put a small pad in my underwear. Nothing that would hold much, but it would help me get the spurts started. If I didn’t have to worry about leaking from the very first spurt, hopefully it would be easier for me to *keep* spurting. To make it a bit more fun - and to force myself to do it - I decided to make it a game. Every time I saw a red car = 1 spurt. I wasn’t expecting this to mean any more than maybe 3-4 spurts, since it’s not *that* common to see red cars driving around here. The road ended up being pretty busy, because I didn’t end up leaving until around 4PM. I walked out of the door and looked at the parked cars to see if there were any red cars: nope. The walk to the store ended up being rather uneventful, simply because I got distracted by a cute dog and forgot about the whole thing, whoops. I did remember once I entered the store! Now, I hadn’t seen any red cars, but I wanted to pee my pants at least a little. I needed to pee a good amount, but my bladder wasn’t a huge fan of me doing so away from home. I walked over to the detergent isle with the toilet paper, heh, and just stood there and focused on relaxing my bladder. It took a moment, but a spurt came out. I knew it would just be absorbed by the pad, so I relaxed a little more and did two small spurts. I walked around the store a bit more, but still felt pretty safe the pad had it under control.. that just wouldn’t do, would it? I went back to my little ‘pee-spot’ at the detergent isle and relaxed again. This time I did four pretty large spurts, and I could feel the warmth leak a bit into my pants. I started walking, and I could my now moist thighs rubbing against each other. This made me panic a little, so I grabbed the last thing I needed and paid for it. After I left the story, I had calmed down a bit and wanted to do some more spurts. And let me tell you, the red cars came running (well, driving). Within the first minute of having left the store and walking by the road, I counted 3 red cars and another one parked by a house. Unfortunately, my little scare at the store meant my bladder was refusing to relax, and I couldn’t get my bladder going again. I kept counting the red cars that appeared as I walked home, still unable to relax enough to actually pee. As I got away from the main road and closer to my apartment, I just completely stopped and tried to relax. I stood there for about 3 minutes, before I gave up and walked the last few steps home. Now, I mentioned earlier that there were no red cars parked when I left. When I rounded the corner and saw the parked cars, there were now THREE red cars parked. WHERE DID THEY COME FROM?? I went up into my apartment, having in total counted 8 red cars on my way back. I made a new plan - to wait until it became dark and then go for a walk by the road. I drank two bottles of water and watched some YouTube until it was a little past 6PM, and it was completely dark outside my windows. I got my long coat on again, and off I went. It was a lot easier for me to get started now, feeling quite brave in the darkness, though the cars and streetlights meant it wasn’t really all that dark. I spurted twice when I stopped by the road and looked around. I felt it heat up in my crotch, and is there really a better feeling than that when you’re out in the cold? I started walking, trying to relax enough to spurt without stopping. I tried this for a good 10 minutes, but with no success. I was getting a bit bored now but had met another 3 red cars and so now I was 8 spurts behind - this was involving a lot more math than intended, lol. I wasn’t very good at stopping to spurt, and I was getting a bit bored.. So, I of course added to the challenge. Despite just following the sidewalk, I have to cross a fair few traffic lights. I made the rule that, if I came to a traffic and the light was green, I had to pause at the other side and do one spurt If the light was red, I had to do two spurts while waiting. When doing these spurts, I would usually do one or two more, so I at one point only was 5 spurts behind. The reason the number didn’t get lower, is because I kept see red cars. HOW?? After about 20 minutes, I decided to cross the street and go back home. This gave me long stretch without any traffic lights, and I ended up being 11 spurts behind. So, I said fuck it. At the next traffic light, it was red, and I chose to do 5 spurts. The heat was still amazing, and I could feel it spread down my inner thighs, which was soo hot. As I got closer to being home, I got braver and the warmth in my crotch didn’t really get a chance to go away. As I walked up the hill, I would stop every few steps, and do two spurts, and then immediately start walking. As I reached my apartment door, I decided to do two spurts outside the entrance door, two spurts after I got in through the door, two spurts when I got to my door and then two spurts after entering my apartment. I thought I felt pee running down my leg, but when I took my jacket off and looked, it really wasn’t *that* noticeable. From the front, you could clearly see the wet spot, but it didn’t even reach mid-thigh - and from the back, you couldn’t see it. A bit disappointed I didn’t do more ‘damage’, but I most definitely have to repeat this. Maybe tomorrow? Little bonus: While typing this, I’ve been sitting on towel on my chair and spurting here and there, re-heating my pants. A girl gotta do, what a girl gotta do~ I *might* add some pictures that I've taken, but not quite sure if I feel brave enough to that on my first post. :s
  8. Yeah, Dane here. It's so fun whenever you run into other Scandis on the site!
  9. This is a bit specific, but it happened to me yesterday, haha. I was feeling desperate, but wanted to heat up and prepare a toast, so that it could be 'cooked' (warmed, or however you describe making toast) while I went to the toilet, so that it would finished by the time I got out of the bathroom. I ended leaking quite badly in the two minutes it took, likely worsened by the knowledge that the toilet was no more than a few steps from the kitchen. It could've easily been avoided, if I had just gone to the bathroom first, but I was too stubborn, welp. I generally enjoy desperation wetting while cooking, doing dishes etc - so I didn't mind my very close call /that/ much - but I don't find videos of it too often. This is a story that isn't mine, but that I was told by a friend of mine. She and another friend were walking home, and they were by a big road. She is infamous for her small bladder and getting spooked really easily. It was getting dark, and the girls had psyched themselves up so badly about the dark, that when a car drove by and honked at them, my friend ended up fully wetting her pants. A bit sad I wasn't there to witness it but seems like a great setup for a video.
  10. I'm 21 years old, female and from Denmark! ✿
  11. Nothing more than purposeful leaking, and never to the point where it became obvious.
  12. I wouldn't say it's orgasmic, but if I've been holding for a while and am truly bursting, it can definitely be pleasureful. I haven't orgasmed from it, but it has made me horny.
  13. I've seen my friends super desperate, though never seen any actually pee themselves. I've leaked so many times, basically every time I've been drinking - We just don't do well with alcohol haha. The first pee you do after you start drinking, we refer to as "the death pee", because after this, you're gonna be running to the toilet like every 30 minutes. Almost 2 years ago when I had just turned 19, I was at a classmate's 18th birthday, where I got quite a bit drunker than was the plan - I could barely walk in a straight line, half walked, half crawled up the stairs in the house. The rest of the class were going into town, but me and a close friend wouldn't be able to get home that late - small town, no busses after 8pm. So we had planned for her parents to come and pick us up, my friend and I luckily only living 5 minutes from each other on foot. Her parents got to the house just as the rest got ready to leave for the town. I needed to pee before we left, but there was only 1 toilet in the house and 16 girls and the line was absurdly long. I felt bad having my friend's parents waiting, and I didn't need to pee that badly, I could hardly feel the need. The drive would be about 45 minutes, but I assumed I would be fine. So I stumbled out of the house and into the car. Now, my need to pee didn't really bother me or at least I don't remember it doing so during most of the drive. As we were getting closer to home, another friend group of mine invited us to a bar in a town much closer to home, where we would be able to get a lift home from one the other girls' parents. We agreed. My friend and I made a plan: Go home, freshen up, meet at the bus stop. At this point, I was feeling my bladder a bit, but we were close to being at my friend's home. We got to her house, we said our "See you soon" and I started the 5 minute walk to my home. Now, this is where it went wrong. Because while it may be a 5 minute walk for sober me, it was almost a 15 minute walk for drunk me. The second I started walking, the need to pee went from a 5 to a 9. I wasn't really doing my best job at holding it either, just stumbling home. The leaks started. They were just small leaks at first, but I just ignored them and kept walking, thinking I would be home pretty soon. By the time I was just around the corner to my house, it was no longer small leaks. The leaks were getting bad, but I didn't really register it, still assuming barely anything was leaking, and just walked a bit faster. As I got to the door, a big leak gushed out of me and I ran to the bathroom and just ripped my pants off and fell onto the toilet seat. I knew I had leaked a bit, but when I looked at my grey jeans, they were drenched, definitely not just from the big leak I had moments before. I was still really drunk, so I just pushed my wet underwear and jeans under some of my dirty clothes I had left on the bathroom floor and sneaked out and into my room, where I quickly found some new underwear and a pair of black jeans. I left the house, and walked to the bus stop where my friend was waiting. As we got on the bus and sat down, I giggled a bit and whispered to her. "Do you wanna know why it took me so long to get to the bus stop?". She nodded and so I said "I pissed my pants walking home". She laughed, I laughed and we never spoke of it ever again. Today I just hope she was too drunk to remember that conversation.
  14. 1. Wet your pants accidentally - Yes 2. Wet your pants on purpose - Yes 3. Peed in bed - No 4. Peed outside - Yes 5. Wet yourself in public - I have leaked rather badly, but not noticably since I usually wear a dress. 6. Peed in the bathroom, but not in the toilet - Yes 7. Measured how much You were holding - No 8. Peed in the pool - Yes 9. Had a holding contest with someone - No 10. Peed in an ally/park to avoid an accident - No 11. Peed in the car - No 12. Peed in a diaper/pull-up - Yes 13. Held it for 10+ hours - Yes 14. Peed in a towel/pillow/cushion - Yes 15. Been tickled/startled into a pee accident - Yes 16. Been denied the bathroom when you were desperate - No 17. Let some out to take the pressure off - Yes 18. Tried to see how far your stream could go - No 19. Wet yourself in someone’s lap - No 20. Had to make up a story on the spot to avoid embarrassment - Yes -------- Oh wow, I clearly haven't done that much. Ended with a score of 9.
  15. I wouldn't mind doing it, but I wouldn't want it to happen on myself ;p
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