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Immersed

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  1. I have sat in a seat where I’m pretty sure the passenger before me joined this club. The centre of the cushion was pretty wet. At least it didn’t smell so they must have been hydrated. I mean maybe they spilt a bottle of water as they were disembarking? …At least they what I tried to convince myself at the beginning of the 4 hour flight. Luckily the plane had blankets in plastic sleeves, so I put one of them down and sat on top of it. It did the job.
  2. Hey! Thank you for sharing your first experience - it’s always daunting to put yourself out there for the world to see and read! I love the outfit check, it really adds context, and don’t apologise for those panties - they very cute. It sounds like you had a fun and exhilarating time. I hope you continue to share more in the future!
  3. This is my favourite way to get wet as I feel the decision to pee or not is taken out of my hands. One of the things I’ve done is get very desperate when playing Assassins Creed Odyssey (if I had the house to myself) and would attempt to take out fortresses or bases using only stealth. If I got detected I had to pee a little and because I was so desperate, concentration was really difficult. For the smaller bases I’d stay dry but for the larger ones I’d end up pretty wet. A death was a a full bladder release. I just bought Valhalla, so I’m guessing I’ll be doing this again soon. The other way I gamble wet is I decide on 3 different types of women’s underwear styles (for instance red thong, white cotton briefs, blue matching lace set) and then open up 5 galleries from the hotness section of The Chive website in my browser. I scroll through and if any of women are wearing any of those styles I get wet.
  4. Awesome to see another Territorian on this site!
  5. FYI every time I clicked on a new page on the omorashi.online site, my antivirus alerted me to an attack from a coin mining site. Perhaps proceed with caution?
  6. Hi, I don't normally post much, nor do I normally do outdoor holds, but after today I thought I would share my experience. For a bit of background on me, for the next day or two I'm in a position where I can wet whenever I want, so I guess you could say I'm taking complete advantage of it ;) I also normally appreciate when the female stories have a physical description of the protagonist, so in the interest of fairness; I'm in my early 30s, over six foot, brown hair, blue eyes and reasonably fit, but not ripped. Today I was wearing blue cotton boxer briefs, a grey long sleeve buttoned V-neck with the sleeves rolled up and colorful board-shorts. So with my 48 hours of complete freedom, I decided to take the dog for a walk along a particular beach which is normally pretty quiet and about a 20 minute drive away. Prior to leaving I'd already had a couple of glasses of water, so was about 5/10, not too bad, but normally wouldn't have left the house without using the toilet first. My intention for the trip was to get really desperate with no option other than to wet, however driving in with my desperation not really growing, and I was concerned that if it stayed at this level it wouldn't be much fun. Fortunately I needed some fuel, so dropping in at the closest petrol station to the beach, decided to fill up and grab a drink to polish off before I got there. The moment I got out of the car I felt my need increase drastically. Shit, did I even need this extra drink? probably not, but lets do it anyway. Once I'd filled up and going inside, I picked up 500ml of peach flavored iced tea, paid for it and the fuel and left. I managed to drink the entire bottle by the time we got to the beach, and as I hopped out of the car to get the dog, I noticed the desperation had risen to about 6-7 out of 10. We left the car park and headed out to the sand. The first thing I noticed was how peacefully pleasant the soft sand and gentle breeze was. For a moment I forgot about my need and upcoming antics and just enjoyed the tranquility of the surroundings. The tide was a fair bit out, leaving plenty of room to avoid the 3 people I could see. Making our way to the water's edge I decided to do a bit of a quick run/jump to get the dog excited and burn off some energy (that was the primary reason we were here anyway). Oh go no! Bad move. The pressure on my bladder hurt, and I wanted to get a fair way along before anything should happen. As we approached the water, I wondered what would happen, as the only thing which can really make me feel like just letting go, is water around my feet. We waded into the shallow up to my ankles, and the dog was absolutely loving life; jumping around and getting all wet and sandy. Somehow I was fine, I honestly thought I would really struggle to hold it, but maybe because my desperation level was so high already, the water had no effect? We continued to walk for another kilometer or so, with the nearest person coming no closer than 100m. As we strolled, daydreaming about the carton of beer just sitting at home, waiting to contribute to a wet night ahead, I realised it was about 20 mins since I'd finished the iced tea and it should be hitting my bladder pretty soon. We got about 200m from the point we normally turn around when that tea reached its destination. I looked at the trees at the edge of the sand and wandered if I should chicken out, then I looked around and there was literally no in sight. I decided to get to the little rivulet we normally turn around at before I let anything out. As we turned I had reached a 10/10 and was really really desperate, so as we headed back, I decided to lower the pressure a bit. With the pent up liquid, a 'little was a bit' more than I expected and I felt my undies get quite wet. I looked down as despite deliberately choosing board-shorts to hide any wetness, and the fact literally no-one was in view I was concerned that something might show. Examining really closely I could just see a wet patch, but to be honest, I had no idea how big it was due to combination of the syntectic material and colourful patterns. We walked a bit further and my bladder realised that release was now an option, so holding back was getting pretty hard. Fine, I would let it go, my first real outdoor wetting (I know I was kind of cheating given the quick escape route of swimming in the ocean, but still). I did have concerns about my dog finding out, because she can give some real judgmental looks at times, but fortunately she is a dog, so she wouldn't actually tell anyone. I released, and immediately felt the warmth pool in underwear before exploding down my leg and saturating my shorts. I continued to walking without missing a beat, pee streaming down my leg. I looked down and the shorts were really glistening wet as liquid bubbled over the folds in them. I had a quick look around again, for about the 4th time in 2 minutes. Still nobody as far as the eye could see. Eventually I finished and wow I felt so much better! We walked back to the car, heading into the soft sea breeze, which would only help to dry my pants. There were a few people around as we neared the car park, but far enough away not to be able to see anything. By the time we got to the car-park my shorts were all but dry, except for the parts touching my still damp cotton underwear. As we got to the car I felt my need increase again, and I contemplated letting go for a second wetting but I didn't really want freshly wet clothes in the car. So home we went, to wash the dog and figure out some wet plans for the evening. If anyone has any ideas for some fun games I should play in the next 24 hours please let me know!
  7. Another Aussie here, I remember at uni a couple of friends were talking about a local rugby team which for their end of season Mad Monday went for 24 hours without using the toilet. From what I understand they chucked on diapers under their pants and in typical rugby team fashion went on an epic pub crawl. I asked if it got messy, and my friends gave me a bit of a open eyed scared look and nodded their heads. I left it at that.
  8. Another good one I just found is Crazyheads, it's only just come out and is only 6 ephisodes long, but every single ephisode has a significant pee reference. Including one character peeing on another in the first 5mins of the first ephisode, and a bed wetting scene in another. I've never seen so many in one TV series before. Also like Crashing, it's a seriously good show, and well worth watching
  9. The tropical north of Australia for me. And I've never come across anyone into Omo IRL. Not that I've really put myself out there I suppose.
  10. I'm quite dubious about these sort of things, but I thought, why not try it? It can't hurt, and I have never had an accidental wetting in my life, so it's highly unlikely. Unfortunately at the time of reading I didn't need to go, so a glass of wine and a bit of a wait and I was ready. I breathed out to about 50% maybe a bit les and held. 20 seconds and I was feeling comfortable, no sign of bladder weakness 30 seconds and it was starting to hurt, still dry 40 seconds I was in a bit of pain, but still dry so I relaxed a bit 50 seconds and I felt the smallest of spurts, but that was my maximum breath hold. I checked my shorts and underwear, only the tiniest of dribbles, but that was pretty impressive for me. So I waited a couple of mins and gave it another go. This time I did something to distract myself, which made me burn oxygen quicker and made the pain oh so much wors. I got to 50 seconds again without feeling any leaks at all. Then I looked down... I am now sporting a rather large wet patch... well done guys I did. It expect that result.
  11. I remember when I was about 11, coming home from school and walking around the garden by myself, wetting my school shorts. At the time I had no idea why, but the warmth felt really nice and I quite enjoyed it. This lasted a about a year, and although I wanted to stop I could never seem to. I have no idea how my parents didn't find out, although truth told, they probably did, but didn't mention it. A few years later, between 14 & 15, I was doing general internet surfing when I came across a link something lacking the lines of "15 people have a pee holding completion , watch the losers wet themselves" or word to that effect. Given my parents were in the room at the time I felt wrong looking at it, but made a mental note to look at it later. It was while searching for that link (which I never refound) that I discovered Sara and Ger's site where mind = blown. It was probably another 12 months before I was able to watch my first video, which was a old Skymouse clip of a girl in a very short red tartan skirt and wetting her white kickers. Afterwards I felt so disgusted that I almost threw up. But I watched it again later anyway, and and again later still each time feeling less and less sick, and more and more aroused. The rest, as they say, is history.
  12. I was playing Fallout 4, and figure a fun game would be whilst hacking the terminals, every time I got a guess wrong, I leaked a little. I ended up with some pretty damp pants by the end of it.
  13. I enjoy real accidents the most, but the probability of actually seeing one are so low, I guess that's the half the appeal. I find deliberate ones to be almost as good if they'er done in a candid manner, ie no sexual intent.
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