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  1. Okay, very random but I notice most dudes like female desperation and most girls like male desperation unless ofc they are LGBTQ. I'm a straight female yet tend to enjoy female desperation better. Does anyone else feel the same? I know it's super random but I'm wondering.
  2. The gymnast was in need to pee so bad but knew she had to practice for the competition. Every move she'd moan from desperation. Her legs stuck together but she knew she had to stretch her body. She widened her legs in an attempt of doing the splits but halfway through her bladder gave in. Drip after drip, she knew something was wrong. She quickly put her legs back together and fell to the ground with her hands in between her legs. It was no use. Her urine spilled all over her legs, a puddle forming underneath her ass. The bottom of her leotard shining with pee. I woke up. What a dream. I felt the urge to pee but was also majorly turned on. If only I had more dreams like this. I grabbed my laptop off my nightstand, opened it, and tried to find a good video to have fun with. I was in a rush as I couldn't wait for the action. I rolled my blanket up and put my legs around it and lightly humped it as the girl in the video fidgeted around. Her legs squeezing her hands holding herself. I started humping harder as she breathed loudly in desperation, I saw a drip darken her grey leggings. It was going great until I heard some footsteps. I really didn't want to stop but getting caught was also not needed. The footsteps got louder. It was hard but I got off my blanket, got in it, and opened a new tab on my laptop. Thank god, because seconds later the door opens and my mother steps in. "Oh, you're awake," she said. "Quite early for you on a weekend." she laughed. "Yeah, I don't know," I told her. But I obviously did. I woke up because of that dream. Remembering it, my hand got closer to my crotch. But rubbing myself while my mother stood there was not the best idea. I loved her but I just really wanted her to leave so I can continue. "Well, anyway, I didn't make breakfast but I bought groceries. I'll be out running errands all day to take care of yourself and if you need anything, call." "Will do," I told her trying to finish up the conversation. She left the room, gently closing the door behind her. I wanted to keep going but locking the door first would probably be a better option. I ran and locked the door quickly and went back to humping my blanket while watching the video. The girl in the video crossed her legs in hope of keeping it in, but drops of pee dribbled down her legs. I humped the blanket even harder. Then the girl went from drops to leaking before a large piled formed around her. She let out a sigh of relief. I got up from the blanket. My legs still wrapped around the blanket, breathing heavily. The urge to pee hit me again. I got up to walk to the bathroom but stopped halfway through. My mom will be out doing errands all day, I remembered. A smile spread across my face as the idea came to mind, and all of you know what idea I'm talking about. I went downstairs and saw my mom's car gone outside the window. She left. I walked to the kitchen and made some coffee in a cute grey mug, sipping the coffee slowly. I was wearing nothing but an oversized maroon sweater and underwear underneath. I fidgeted around for a while until I tasted the sugary end of the coffee. I placed the mug in the sink and drank a glass of water to freshen up my mouth from the sweetness of the sugar. I watched Netflix for about an hour trying to ignore my bladder but it started to get bad. I was squirming around the couch, my hands next to my crotch at all times. I was getting desperate. I got up and drank two glasses of berry juice and some shaved ice from Thursday's party. Blue raspberry flavored just like I like it. I knew I was pretty much torching my bladder but I liked the feeling. 30 minutes passed. My bladder was completely full. I was getting desperate to a point where I can barely move. I stood at the living room moving away from the carpet in case I had an accident. My upper thighs stuck to each other, not willing to let go. Both my hands underneath. A couple drops leaked out spreading across my underwear. I moaned with desperation for a while before hearing the "ding" of the doorbell. This isn't the time I thought. I walked to the door and opened it, my legs still together and trying not to look like I was bursting. It was my mom, which at age 16, I wasn't about to have an accident in front of. "Mom?" "Hey hun," She smiled at me. I leaked again trying not to cover up my desperation. "I-I thought you'd be home at night." "I was," she said. "I'm just here to pick up keys for the office and I'll be out." Thank god, I thought to my self. "But honey," "Yes?" I said trying to rush the conversation. "Will you make me a cup of coffee?" Fuckkkk "Can't you make it?" "No, I'm in a hurry," she said and rushed upstairs to grab her keys. Okay, we got this. It's JUST a cup of coffee. I walked to the kitchen in a struggle to keep it in. I heated up the kettle while I bent down in desperation. I grabbed a mug and poured the coffee into it, shaking. I heard my mom's footsteps down the stairs and handed her the coffee quickly. "Here you go," I said trying to sound as normal as possible. "Thanks, sweetheart," she said as she closed the door behind her. I locked the door behind her and rushed upstairs leaving drops behind. I was done with this. I just wanted to use the bathroom. But as I got to my room I hesitated, looking at the bathroom. I wanted-NEEDED to pee but I couldn't figure out if I wanted to do it in my pants or in the toilet. I took longer than expected as I felt my pants dampen. I was leaking and spurting. Not knowing what to do, I ran to my bed, rolled up blanket, swung my legs over it and just started peeing out of control. Urine dripping down the sides of the blanket as I humped it. It was getting darker and darker. I loved every second of it. Pee making its way up to my ass going down the sides, dripping down my things. After I finished peeing I continued to dumb the blanket before getting up to clean it.
  3. i was gonna skip to the part where she just pees in a hurry but i'm glad i read the whole story. amazing.
  4. sorry it was really short. Its hard to write when you are turned on. haha.
  5. It was midnight. I was watching Netflix in my room while my best friend, Blair, was on a date at the cinema. Not too long after, I got a call from her. I picked up."Hey, how is the date going?" I asked her. "I need you to come here immediately," she told me. "What?! Why?" I asked. "I'll explain when you get there." "Blair, its midnight. You can't be serious." "I am. Come over here." I assumed that I really didn't have a choice but to go to the cinema and pick her up. So I got in my car and drove over there. I got there and found her sitting on the sidewalk near the cinema. She saw me and seemed relieved. She got in the car and I asked her what had happened. "He came but realized that he had a game he had to go to and apologized. So I watched the movie by myself but realized that I don't have anyone to bring me back home so I called you." "Oh, okay," I told her. She shifted and I saw her arm go near her crotch. She let out a little grunt. "You good?" I asked her. "Just need to pee. I drank some wine at home and ice shaving for the movie." I rolled my eyes at her. "Classic, Blair." I joked. "Shut up!" she laughed, punching me on the shoulder. "No, but for real, hurry." "My house is closer. Wanna drive there and you could sleep over?" "Yeah," she said. My eyes widened to see how crowded it has gotten. What are that many people doing at 12 am? "How bad do you need to go?" I asked her. "Really bad," she answered. She kept fidgeting around to keep it in. "Why?" she asked. "I don't know, Blair, it's pretty crowded." "Fuck, it really isn't the time!" "I know, I know. Just hang in there, okay?" We drove for about ten minutes and I could see that she was suffering really bad. "How is it going?" "I..don't think I...I...can't....I...really" she moaned between her words. "Okay! Hang in there you can do it!" "I don't know if...I...damn" I tried driving as fast as possible but it was hopeless. She got off her seat holding her hands under. I saw some drops drip from her short skirt. I drove over to a street that wasn't as busy. She was making a lot of noise, moaning and moving. "Hurry...IT'S COMING..." I told her to get out of the car and she can pee there. She wasn't able to open the door though because both hands were up against her crotch. She was able to get it. There was a loud slatter noise as her urine hit the pavement. Dripping down her legs and a stream of yellow in between splashing everywhere. When she was done she stayed for a while for her underwear to stop dripping. I handed her some tissue and she wiped her legs. She got back in and I continued to drive. "Much better." she signed with relief. I giggled. She started touching her wet underwear and feeling the warmth of it. I would've done the same so who am I to judge.
  6. (This is not a real story, it's kind of a roleplay and fiction in case you are wondering) Hi, my name is Alli! My best friend, Emily recently told me about this site since we are both pretty into omorashi. Here is a little backstory: One time while Emily was desperate to use the bathroom I took the key after locking the door so she couldn't enter just to tease her. I noticed a couple spurts from her as she begged me to let her enter, so I walked over to the door to try to unlock it. BUUUT...I fell and the key slipped through the door crack, into the bathroom. I spend the next 10 minutes trying to get it out. I DID IT....after Emily wet herself. I apologized so many times, BUT clearly, she still wants revenge. So, today I was sitting on my couch scrolling through different shows on Netflix. I heard a "ding" and opened my phone to see whats up. It was a text from Emily. Emily: I'm still mad at you for what you did four days ago... Alli: Look, I'm so sorry. I didn't think you were that desperate! Emily: Yeah, I know. But I still want revenge soo... Alli: Fine, what? Emily: Hold on I'm coming to your house. Alli: K. I'm not gonna lie, I was pretty nervous. I knew she was going to do something horrible. After all, I was pretty responsible for her soaked pants and thighs. Before I knew it, I heard the doorbell. I ran over to open for her. "Hey," I told her. "Hey," "So...you wanna get revenge?" "Yep. The worst." "What is it?" I asked her. She pulled out a bunch of locks and chains and keys and...I don't even know. "Uhh...what do you need that for?" "You'll see," she said as she walked into my living room. "Okay, so I'm going to have to go in a bit so sadly I don't get to see the damage in person. I'm going to tie three chains with locks around your waist so that you can't remove your pants." She walked over to my freezer and grabbed the ice rack and started filling it up with water. "One of the keys will be in one of these ice cubes. That's the one that unlocks the blue lock. There are three keys in there but only one will unlock it. You will have to wait for them to melt then unlock the chain. The second key is the one that unlocks the green one. It's in that one weird bush near my house. You know which one?' "Yeah but..." "Okay good. The third key is buried in one of your flower pots outside." "WOW. You really took a lot of time planning this shit." "Yeah, you made me wet myself." "Wait, but whats the point if you aren't even going to enjoy watching me struggle?" "Oh yeah! There is this website called Omorashi.org. You can put videos of omorashi, pictures of ommorashi, and write omorashit stories an stuff. You are going to document your experience there. I better see it!" She handed me a bunch of drinks and wouldn't leave until I drank all four of them. Which took about an hour because we were talking as I was drinking. After I was done she locked the chains with duplicate versions of the keys she hid. So yeah... let's see what happens. 11:34 Okay, I'm kind of desperate. The drinks are starting to kick in, not too bad though. Emily will be pretty mad to figure out how good I'm doing. 11:56 Okay, nevermind. I'm really desperate. I tried pushing taking off the chains but there was no good in doing so. I tried to at least loosen it up. The chain was pushing down on my full bladder. I should have started earlier 'cause now that I'm this desperate, It's hard to actually do much. 12:13 Oh my god, I really can't hold it. I can barely even type while holding it all in. This was a bad idea. I'M ALREADY LEAKING. 1:45: Okay, it was pretty hard typing with one hand holding your pussy and while jumping. Let me tell you how everything went down. After typing how I was feeling at 12:13 I just started squirming uncontrollably. I went outside to start looking for the key in the pots. I bent down and looked through the dirt, every time I bent down all I could think about is how much I wish I could just pee there. I was dripping every bit while trying to find the stupid key. My underwear was slowly getting more and more saturated with my urine. The feeling of happiness was just amazing where I felt metal underneath the dirt. I pulled my hand out and found the key. I unlocked the green lock while pressing my thighs together. HAHA EMILY. After my mini-celebration, I felt another leak. I needed to find the other two keys. I started running over to Emily's house to get the key from the bush. I ran as fast as I could which wasn't very fast considering I was on the verge of wetting myself entirely. I squirted a couple times on the way there but I finally got to the bush and started looking for the key in there. Being so close to the bush, I just wanted to pee there. I looked for the key which was actually pretty hard. I finally found it and rushed back home and unlocked the purple lock. That's when I realized I had completely forgotten about the blue lock which was it in the ice. I took all three ice pieces with keys and put them on the kitchen counter waiting for them to melt. I tried putting them in my hand to warm them up but that made my desperation EVEN WORSE. It was already enough with the amount of water I drank after running it the heat. I felt my squirts getting heavier. One of them finally melted. I jammed the key inside the blue lock, struggling to put it in, and praying it was the right one. It wasn't. When the second key melted I tried it and YES IT WAS THE RIGHT ONE. I let the chain fall to the ground the starting unbuttoning my pants. I started running to the bathroom moaning. For some reason the moment I removed all the chins, knowing I was close to peeing, my bladder went crazy. I got near the bathroom but started leaking halfway. I tried to stop it but at this moment, my desperation was so strong, I could barely move. Urine started shooting out of my pussy. It was unstoppable. My pants were getting darker and wetting as pee gushed down my thighs. I listened to the urine hit the ground and just sunk into the puddle. I peed the last view drips and shockingly 30 seconds later I got a text from Emily. Emily: Are you done? How did it go? I'm actually in my dripping underwear while writing this. Welp, I hope you guys enjoyed reading about my experience and Emily, I hope you liked your revenge and seeing me suffer. Bye! -Alli
  7. I was inspired to write today... Chapter 1: Sipping I was scrolling through my Instagram, one hand holding my phone, the other holding my second cup of coffee which I sipped every five seconds. I needed to stay awake for today's party. It was my best friend, Annabelle's birthday party and she loved everything about horror. Which is why tonight's party was going to be horror themed of course. She always bragged about how she "meant to be a horror lover" because her name is Annabelle which is the name of the famously haunted doll. I giggled remembering her saying it. My phone vibrated as I got a text from her. "Not to brag or anything, but this will be the best party ever." It read. And I knew she wasn't lying. Annabelle is, without doubt, the most EXTRA person I have ever met. In fact, I heard she was bringing a taco truck and a band. Yeah, I wasn't kidding when I said she was extra. I checked the time. Shoot. I've been in this coffee shop for a whole hour. I got up and ran to the car. I had a bunch of shopping to do and I needed to get ready. I jammed my car key in and jumped into the front seat. I started driving full speed. I have three hours to get ready because the party was being held 40 minutes from where I live. I finally got there and started running down the allies like an insane person, grabbing everything I found cute and could possibly fit me. I started running to the dressing room. I better hurry, I need to hurry And then BAM! I ran into a lady and made her fall over...which made the huge basket of hangers behind her fall over. The lady looked at me. She clearly had her lips done and a really bad botox. "Oh I'm so-" I started. "Excuse me! Would you like to watch where you are going? Maybe that would solve our problems here!" "I'm so sorry." "You should be. And I'm not picking those up," she said as she looked over at the pile of hangers. One of the workers started walking towards us. "Ladies, is there a problem here?" she asked. "I-" but before I had a chance to answer, the botox bitch decided to handle things on her own. "Yes," She replied. "This rude girl bumped into me and dropped all of these hangers. I will not be picking them up, because I'm not responsible." "Look, I'll them up. I'm sorry. It was an accident." I told her. The woman nodded. "And are you hurt?" she asked the botox bi- I mean...the other lady. "Not too much but it doesn't make what she did any less rude" she complained. Jeez, get over it. I simply WALKED away to the dressing room and tried my clothes on until (finally) finding the perfect outfit. I ran to the- WALKED, I MEAN WALKED to the register. Okay, it was a pretty expensive outfit, but worth it. Ripped jeans, fish nets under, a grey crop top that says "IDK", a black varsity jacket, and black trendy boots. I walked over to the bathroom because the coffee was bothering my bladder. I entered the girls' bathroom but it was too crowded. A horde of girls bending down and moaning. I walked out and drove back home to get ready for the best part ever. Chapter 2: A Tingle So I get to the party and honestly, this is the best party I had ever seen. I mean...it had just everything. Great music, loud speakers, a DJ, food trucks, and horror-themed decorations and games. "Hey!" Annabelle yelled over to me. She came running up to. "Aye girl!" "What do you think?" she says looking over to the huge party. "Amazing. I'm speechless." I laugh. "I thought there would be more people?" "Yeah. You're actually kind of early. Rest are on their way." She says walking over to a table just FULL of drinks and takes a shot. "Ohh!" she says quickly swallowing her drink. "What do you think about the decor?' she said, giving me weird shoulder dance. "Perfect." I smile at her. "Everything about this party will be perfect." Annabelle laughed. "Yes!!!! I was hoping you would say that. I don't want to be hosting a lame party." She sure didn't. She snaps up at the DJ. "LOUDER" she laughs. So about 40 minutes later, everyone came. This party was PACKED. Hordes and hordes of people dancing, twerking, drinking, singing, yelling. It was insane. The music was so loud that one point, I felt my bladder start to tingle. The coffee from earlier was really kicking in. I walked over to Annabelle. "Where is the bathroom?!" I yelled over to her. "WHAT?!" she yells. "WHERE. IS. THE. BATHROOM?!" "OH. I DON'T KNOW. SHOULD HAVE CHECKED BEFORE RENTING THIS PLACE!" I'm not too desperate and I have a big bladder. I walked over to the drinks. Might as well have the time of my life. One shot down. Two shots down. Three shots down. I did seven shots as others were cheering me on. "DRINK! DRINK! DRINK!" I walked over, pretty drunk. BOOM! A fake clown scares the shit out me. "FUCK!" I yell as laughing. Others laughed. But I stopped laughing the moment I felt wet between my legs. I quickly wiped it with a tissue when nobody was looking. I could use a toilet right now. I started to dance with Annabelle and her friends, ignoring the light wetness of my underwear. Annabelle got down on the dance floor and started twerking hardcore. I laughed knowing that she was VERY drunk. She started to loudly (and terribly) sing along to the music. I couldn't help laughing. Annabelle drunk is just so funny. My laughing got out of control as I started dripping a lot. I realized what I was doing and ran out. I got to the backyard of the place where a couple people were dancing and yelling. I hid behind a bush and started wiping myself. I could have peed right there but I thought it would be too risky. I didn't want people to see me. I saw Annabelle run out. "Jazmine!" she called out. (that's me). "Hey," I said walking out from the bush, pretending as if nothing had happened like I wasn't in desperate need of a bathroom. "Where were you?" she asked. "Needed some fresh air," I told her. She raised her eyebrows at me. I could tell she knew that wasn't the reason I was there. "Fine," I pulled her to the back where very there weren't as many people. Maybe, two couples making out, but nothing much. And that's where I told her, "I really n-" Well, ALMOST told her. But then Rae came in. "THERE YOU ARE! We were looking for you, come on, come dance." So Annabelle ran over to her. "Yas!" screamed Annabelle. She ran over to her as they headed to the party. "Aren't you coming, Jazmine?" Rae asked me. I knew that I was extremely desperate but I also wanted to have the time of my life. "Coming!" I yelled over to her. so we got in. We danced and yelled and laughed insanely. I twerked like I had never twerked before. After about two a hours, I had forgotten about my desperation so thinking, why not, I took a bunch more shots. And an hour after THAT, lots of people had already left considering it was the in the morning, I saw Annabelle walking over to me. "I have an idea..." I could tell she was up to something. "I know where there is a REAL haunted house, its abandoned too." she smiled that smile she always gives whenever she was up to no good. "Let's go there..." Chapter 3: Regret So yes, we got in the backseat of Annabelle's car and started driving to wherever this house was. It was only me, Annabelle, Rae, Rae boyfriend, Alex, and Jonah who was another one of my best friends. We drove for only about 20 minutes and got out of the car. That's where I realised I was sober enough to know this idea was probably not the best. But everyone seemed excited, I didn't want to be a buzzkill. Besides, everyone was a slight bit sober at this point, so what could go wrong? The house was huge, nasty, and had cracked windows. We got in and started waling. The floors creaked as we walked on them. There were spider webs all over and it was dusty. It was like one of those houses you would see only in horror movies. Everything was going okay actually. We were taking photos of the place, keeping quiet. We didn't want to get caught. After thirty minutes of being in this place, everything went bad. We heard a noise in the distance. Everyone paused. We heard a loud scream and then banging on the door. Rae started panicking, we all did. Soon we all ran to the highest floor of the house. This place had about five floors or six. Point is, it was a pretty big house. Rae, Alex, and Jonah got into the kitchen to hide. Me and Annabelle weren't able to stay in the kitchen because it wasn't big enough so we went to another room and shut the door. "Shit," Annabelle whispered. I was about to reply before it happened. A rush ran through my body and I needed to pee. Bad. My desperation level went from two to ten in a couple seconds. I let out a moan and my hands flew towards in crotch. "Are you okay?" she whispered to me. "Yes," I replied. Except I obviously wasn't' really okay. My bladder was about to burst. My knees were stuck together as me and Annabelle sat on the dusty floor. She was talking about-I don't even know. Some smart shit to try to get us out. I was busy making sure I'm not going to make a mess all over. Words couldn't describe my desperation. It felt like it was all going to come out at no minute. I bit my lip. About ten minutes passed. Felt much longer when you have a shit ton of liquid in your bladder. I started to dribble. I squeezed harder and bit my lip harder. "Jazmine, are you SURE you are okay?" "To tell you the truth I really am not. I have to pee so bad." I let out a moan. "It's gonna....come-ah-ah-I need...AH!" I moaned for a couple seconds before talking again, Annabelle kept telling me to take my time. "Annabelle....I'm gonna pee....eh....here...okay....whoo." I started unbuttoning my pants. "Its okay, let it out," she told me. And that's when we heard outside the door. "COME ON LET'S GET OUT OF HERE! THERE'S NO SIGN OF MURDER. LET'S GO BEFORE WHOEVER THAT WAS COMES BACK." It was Jonah. I quickly buttoned my pants and did my best effort to get up. I ran out. We all ran out of that house as fast as we could, we got in the car, and Annabelle started driving really fast. She dropped everyone back at her house where they will proceed to walk to their own house or get a ride. Annabelle drove me to my house, knowing I could burst any minute now. But every few seconds I felt my desperation getting even worse. Chapter 4: Soaked We got there, a couple leaks but it was still good enough. I grabbed the key, thanked Annabelle, and ran inside, jamming the key. I finally got in, locked the door, once again jamming the key and missing. Finally, I ran upstairs to my room, unbuttoning my jeans as I got there. I got inside the room and removed my jeans and my jacket, leaving only my shirt and fishnets on. It was unstoppable, hot piss started running down my ass, dribbling in between my thighs. I panicked and tried to stop it but I couldn't. My bladder was large, so letting that out heaven. I moaned lightly. It was embarrassing but I was by myself. I accepted the fact I can't stop it so I let it fall instead. I sat in my fishnets were dripping. I was still going I removed my heals I poured out the pee inside it. I looked down at the yellow ocean I had created-was creating because it was still going. Thirty seconds later I got up. I had finally finished. I smelt like urine. The underwear from inside my fishnets dripped continuously. I looked down at the mess I made. I spend the next hour cleaning everything. And thats when I developed a new fetish...
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