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  1. I prefer others, but enjoy it myself. But could never bring myself to be desperate in front of others.
  2. I definitely prefer briefs at the moment but rarely wear them as I feel so self conscious.
  3. I suppose for me it depends how tired I am. If I have to get up in the night, then generally that is a sit down pee. Or whether I can be bothered to pull whatever I am wearing down. Advantages of flies, means that standing can be the easier way.
  4. I find I do it all the time. I just wait longer than others, or at least as far as I know.
  5. I have seen a few accidents in my life time, some done for me, some were specifically accidents. But I certainly have one that is specifically memorable for having a little bit of a combination. Namely when my ex and I walked back from a night out which took about 40 minutes, but was fuelled by alcohol and a warm evening. We had been out at a club and partied hard, but as we wanted to save money during our University days we decided to walk back. It wasn't going to be that long, we originally thought it would have been 25 minutes, but we didn't realise how much the consumption of alcohol would impact our walking speed back. I went to the bathroom before we left. She was going to, stating she needed a wee. When I returned, she hadn't been as there was a long line and we wanted to get home by this point. Clubbing wasn't our thing. We were both reasonably casual. She was in a long dressy type t-shirt, blue with leggings that were black and flat shoes, but still looked fantastic. We weren't the most fancy of people. About 5 minutes into our journey, being the vocal person that she was and knowing how much I enjoyed omorashi etc, she was constantly saying she was "bursting for a wee" and really desperate. The occasional pee dance was breaking out. The regular complaints were driving me pretty crazy by this point, I am not going to lie. About 10 minutes in though, she was not quite so teasing due to her legitimate need to pee that was getting predicable worse and worse. The curse and beauty of alcohol. Occasionally the hand would drift and give a squeeze between the legs, and she would stop and make sucking noises as waves of desperation rolled over her. Eventually, she had her hand, while walking in small steps, permanently between her legs. This was scrunching up her dress in a really cute way but she was genuinely bursting for a wee. After a while like this walking and "OMG I need a wee", she froze. I asked her what was wrong and she stated that she wasn't going to be able to make it home. Standing there, questioning what to do next, she said, I don't think I can move, I just leaked. Stood there now, legs now crossed, hands between them, wiggling to her hearts content there was eventually a slow drip, which turned into a cascade as she peed all down her leggings and through her hand and dress. The puddle grew and grew on the pavement in the park that we had reached, about half way through our journey. It split into two rivers to either side of the path as she peed for ages. An absolute tonne. She remained rooted to the spot, her hand remaining where it was, her legs remaining crossed, developing into two little waterfalls from her knees as she peed and peed. Eventually, she finished. Soaking wet leggings and my mouth a little open. From here we carried on walking , she taking her shoes off due to the them being uncomfortably wet. She had very wet leggings, although there were some dry patches that you could see, quite clear in the street lamps. She also had a semi circle on her t-shirt / dress where she had kept her hand clenched as she wet herself. We carried on walking now, fortunately the summer giving us a warm night for us to walk back. This wasn't the end of the adventures however. Closer to our university house at the time is a bridge that we need to cross. This was only about 10 minutes further along, but we didn't anticipate the amount of alcohol that we had drunk to catch her up so quickly. She had drank significantly more than myself so it caught her up really quickly. As we got to the bridge, she stopped and said that she needed to go again and couldn't be bothered to hold it. Her muscles hurt from previous time that she had held it for so long. She just stood in the middle of this bridge, the street lamps illuminating her perfectly as she stood and peed in her leggings for a second time. You could see the flow down the sides of her legs as she stood there relaxed peeing on the bridge. It dripped off the side as she again peed a significant amount, evidently fill quickly after breaking the seal so early on in the night. Still bare footed, she shook the drips off as she finished peeing and splish splashed out of her, admittedly, smaller puddle than before. She gave a small wiggling of her bum and flicked her dress up as she walked on from finishing her second wetting of the night in a short amount of time. I knew she had no underwear on and it was clearly evident with her soaking bum. We continued walking, her feet leaving little foot prints as we continued wondering on. We eventually arrived back at the house and wondered upstairs, 10 - 15 minutes later. Fortunately her house mates were still out at the club that we had come from, us arriving before them due to our limit being reached. Obviously, we both wanted to shower now. Our club endeavour being a hot and sweaty one. We both wondered up stairs and stripped in the bathroom. She turned on the water and stood to the side of it in the bath as I stood outside, the shower running beside. She stated that she needed to pee again, and with zero hesitation let ripped as she stood with no clothes on next to the shower, inside of the bath. Not as strong as the others, this tiny cascade ran down her legs and over her feet and down the bath plug. Clear as crystal, she peed for a fairly decent length, giving me a grin. I climbed in as she finished and will leave the story there...
  6. I would say that any sporting activity would be difficult. Especially one, where you need to be stationary at times or contact. I do a martial art and have a few people ask to be excused, and a few that look particularly fidgety with comments made that would be disastrous if they went too far.
  7. I never have personally, but I went to the cinema with a female friend who used her giant empty drinks container instead of leaving the cinema. What she found more annoying is there was only 10 minutes left of the movie when she went...
  8. Interesting decision to specifically buy clothes to hide it @rachelkirwan. I am also wondering if people have specifically put themselves in positions to hide it. Like sat on a wall so someone in front cannot see, or something similar.
  9. I definitely had an interest in people that needed a wee, from a late pre-teens to early teens. I have to admit, it took until I was nearly 18 before I formally discovered what it was all about. Definitely a late bloomer.
  10. You filled fast there @Gemgirl. We'd all encourage you to hold it!
  11. 100% has happened to me. It’s the “belt undoing, pee dance” that usually causes this!
  12. Definitely seems to be that type of clothing that has the advantage of hiding an accident.
  13. I think the preference for myself is the full holding. I dislike any videos that look like the person “gave up” way too early on their hold. It means that I don’t mind if they are clothed or naked. But if it contains deliberate stretching of crotch areas or unrealistic “accident” or wetting, it turns me off. If they have lost control, stood up or sat on a chair, the clothing has less of an impact.
  14. Do you hold yourself in private? Is there a point at which you're willing to do it in public too? (If you don't hold yourself at all, just skip the other questions and say why.) When I get really desperate, I will occasionally hold myself. In private if I am holding deliberately then it’s a full hold but in public, I found I put my hands in my pockets and hold in what I think is a hidden way. In private, do you hold yourself through your clothes, just through your underwear, or put your hand in your underwear? I don’t put my hand inside anything so hold on the outside. What way do you hold yourself? If male, do you squeeze your dick lengthwise, grasp it while it's hanging down over the balls, or hold your dick and balls together? If female, do you pinch your lower lips, place your hand over your pussy or put your hand half-inside? I tend to become semi erect when I am desperate so I hold it kind of length ways and pull under and upwards in to me. Does it work physchologically? Do you have to keep grabbing/pinching/squeezing or does it calm the urge if you simply hold it there? I am not 100% sure. I find that I am doing such an epic pee dance that I am moving around so much so just make it die down Does it work physically? If you lost control while doing it, would it stop you from wetting your clothes, if only for a few seconds? Nope. Once I am peeing, I am peeing.
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