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Celia H

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  • My pronouns are..
    she/her

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    Bathroom Control
    Bedwetting
    Hyper wetting
    Tickling
    Biting
    Bondage
    Crossdressing
    Cuddling
    Exhibitionism
    Furry
    Gender bender
    Humiliation
    Pleasure control
    Sadism / Masochism
    Tomboys

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  1. Hey everyone, I'm back with more content! This is about a pretty exciting experience I had a few months ago. Hope you all enjoy it. - Back toward the end of the summer I thought I'd have a little fun and so I put on my favorite, tightest pair of jeans and decided to go for a walk. I'd downed a large tea and a bottle of water before I left the house, and now I bought a bottle of mixed cranberry juice to sip as I walked. Feeling fairly confident in my ability to hold it, I planned to take a five mile loop of my town, through all the most scenic parts. I like to take long walks, especially with my bladder there to make it interesting ? It started out simply enough. It was late afternoon and quite warm outside, so I drank a lot as I was walking. About half an hour in I was aware of some tension in my bladder as it gave the first twinges of an urge. I ignored it and continued on my walk, finishing my cranberry juice and putting the empty bottle in the appropriate receptacle as I went on my way. About forty minutes in was when I really started to feel the pressure. The waistband in my jeans was digging right into my now-bulging bladder, and I was constantly aware of the pain at this point. If I wasn't holding on purpose, now was when I would definitely be on constant lookout for a bathroom. I had to resist the urge to jam a hand into my crotch. Instead I just kept walking, picking up my pace a little to hide the fact that my legs were shaking. An hour into my walk and I could think about nothing but bathrooms, waterfalls, rain, and rivers. The fact that I was passing a nearby park with the sprinklers on didn't help. In that moment I considered rushing over to the nearest public bathrooms, but as I got closer I remembered they were closed for maintenance. Damn! I guessed this was payback for all the fantasies and scenarios I enjoy reading about. I kept walking, well over a mile from home still, biting my lip to focus on something other than my impending need to pee. It was no use. My legs were shaking, trying to cross while I was standing, and my jeans were digging into my bladder so hard that I knew I would wet myself if I didn't find a bathroom, right now. I considered giving up and bolting into a store right then, but there were none around that seemed to have customer bathrooms. I had to commit, even if I felt like I was about to lose control completely. Nonetheless I steeled my resolve and kept walking, taking the less populated paths to potentially spare myself some embarrassment, until I felt my first leak. I stopped dead in my tracks and clamped my hands over my crotch, panicking. But I was half a mile from my home, surely I could make it back. At any rate, it would be exciting just to see how far I could go. I kept walking, feeling my holding muscles gradually weakening, willing myself to continue, until I leaked again. This time I couldn't stop - I removed my hands and leaned against a nearby wall, moaning softly as I finally let go. My light washed jeans became darker with a huge wet patch, the warmth soaking through my underwear and jeans and pooling around my thighs. I peed for almost a full minute before collapsing against the wall with a sigh of relief. My face went red as I realized I had just peed myself in public. It was so exciting. I sat against the wall in seclusion for a few minutes while my pants air-dried, then walked home feeling considerably more relaxed. No one was the wiser. I couldn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the day - so exhilarating! - I hope you all enjoyed this experience! I have many others - I could easily be persuaded to share more ?
  2. Did a hold this morning. Lasted a few hours before finally letting go in the shower. Might write about it later! 

    1. ~Skunky Nikki~

      Ooh sounds like quite a fun experience! :3

  3. Hey all, long-time reader and first time poster checking in. Thought I'd share a recent experience of mine. It's short - I have better stories, which I hope to post very soon. - I'd been pretty aware of my need all evening (I'd had a lot of fluids and was shaking my leg pretty hard to distract myself), but I thought I had time to brush my teeth once I got into a bathroom, even though the association issue of seeing a toilet that nearby and hearing running water might be challenging. So what? I wanted to challenge myself and my weak little bladder. So I got out my toothpaste and toothbrush and turned the sink on. I was tough, right? Nope. Spurted as soon as the water came on, held myself the whole time, then almost had a full-blown accident just trying to get my panties down to use the toilet that was right next to me. Oops. This is pretty mild - I could easily be coaxed into sharing some more exciting stories. ?
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