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different "izzy" than I assumed and not "omo"... still love the pee though

that's fun!!!! love the eastern work when it involves pants..

weird... nothing beats authenticity

great hissing

Right on, ill definably check it out, seen a few here and there.

Hello my wet friends, figure Id share a story that happened a hot minute ago. Firstly, I had been on a wetting tirade for a good week or so, I had the time and space to do so; so I had severely weekend my bladder muscles indulging when this had happened. I really enjoy the risk of wetting myself when I'm out and about, but living in a small town I try my best to be careful. As I said i had been in an enthusiastic wetting escapade to the point i was enjoying genuine incontinence, like maybe 5 minute warning if I was lucky. The urges would come so quickly and suddenly that to clear the hurdle and be dry would be a feat. I took every opportunity at home to have uncontrollable accidents while trying to control it and not just let it all go. Many a damp crotches but no full releases for days;-) I needed to leave my country abode and traverse the world of people and decided to hit the thrift stores and flea market in town. Im sure I found a nice pair of tight jeans to dampen but ended up getting stuck at the flea market for awhile longer than planned. See... I like textiles, and this fellow their and I hit it off talking about exotic hand woven rugs for a good hour or so. I ended up buying three for a good price and knowing my predicament I knew I had to rush my other planned appointments including buying some cider and stopping at walgreens to grab some eye drops. I felt a little desperate here and their at the flea market but felt I had a control on the situation and wanted to hold on for something a little more private to actually loose it. like the side of my car or in my car. I had two more stops and I wasn't going to wast my piss in a toilet so I rushed to walgreens which was just a couple block away. When I sat down in my car, i definably noticed the similar pangs with the added pressure of sitting down but was determined to accomplish my errands before rewarding myself with sweat relief. I got to walgreens and knew exactly where I was going and what I was getting, I glanced at the toilets and gave a thought because I knew it could happen, and wearing my tighter fitting blue jeans their would be no hiding it, but I figured even if I just make it to the parking lot, I could skip the cider if need be, but knowing how these tired muscles work, if I hop this hurtle ill be good for a little bit. I was 2 deep in line for check out and my nerves were literally fluttering, anyone familiar with a exhausted muscle knows, theirs not much you can do. Physically holding myself does not help and nor dancing, its one on one with my nervous system at this point while trying to act casual. I I make it to check out and go through the motions, they had received new card readers and the prompts on the screen were slightly different than I had experienced, I was very distracted to say the least and was squirming very obviously. The woman helping me, in here early 30's like me did not seem very interested in her job ( i really can't blame her at all) and whenever Id say the things you say getting checked out, I could tell my voice was very strained and distracted. It took awhile to get through the prompts and I felt myself not going to make it. I was a bit scared and trying my best to rush through it, i knew i was sweating and was quit awkward. I hit the wrong button in my distraction and had to redo a few prompts and felt my bladder spasm and I started pissing my pants, not just a spurt like what happens when your muscles are strong but a full piss. I was doing my best to not be awkward and hide myself while not making a mess all at the same time, while finishing the prompts so I could get the fuck out of there. My heart was beating so fast, im so glad I wasn't stuck their longer than I was, I think she saw me, or was just generally uninterested in anything, I couldn't tell especially with that state of mind but I b-lined it to my car while still pissing. It was a rush and half! I checked myself when I had some privacy and was soaked! It was exhilarating! I did not intend this one nor have the balls to do this intentionally in my small town. I still wanted cider though 😉 I live outside town so lucky I keep a baggy pair of black jeans in my car for if this ever happened... It was easy enough to slip those on over my wet jeans and sneak into the liquor store to grab some lovely local made hard cider and be on my way home soaked, enthused and ready for further wet escapades! hope y'all enjoyed and stay wet and proud

I have had one for years now, its a antique enamel I found in an antique store, they seemed pretty common but found a nice one. I use it as a day to day in winter keeping my wood stove fire tools wet but take it out when going to music festivals. when i went to a festival for the solar eclipse a few years back, my ex was like "why are you bringing that?"... lets just say she was happy I brought it 😉

I really enjoy the sensation of wetting in shoes in general, boots are on top of the list. As far as fantasy scenario accident is a cute woman in skintight jeans with high, lace on boots wetting herself while out on the town and essentially just emptying herself into her boots and having to find a way home with a liter of piss sloshing around. that one definably does it for me 😉

I haven't read through all of this, but as a straight male who likes crossdressing consistently and wetting myself and dearly enjoy watching women do so a thought popped up Id like to toss out. I grew up catholic and didn't realize I was circumcised till my mid 20's, thought it was just a jewish thing. I felt betrayed and as a sexual positive person (still learning in my 30's now) who essentially got my clitoris cut out for "hygiene" purposes I felt I was at a loss. I do wonder if losing control and wetting myself is a way for me to have more feeling down south. not sure if I heard this mentioned before but something to think about.

as a introvert, I'm pretty shy... exasperated when I was younger for sure. its been a lifelong fetish but took me some years to embrace it. In late middle school (8th grade) during the last class of the day I had too pee wicked bad! I distinctly remember this because I had a couple crushes in the class room with me and was in horrible pain from the pressure. Ive always been a introverted artistic type, im pretty shy but hung with the "cool ones" and had a hard time asking to use the restroom. I finally did and was probably red in the face. To my biggest dismay, when I arrived to the bathrooms 10 minutes before school got out, a fellow named corry who was pretty dorky but friendly was using a urinal. their was a 2nd one their of course, but not only was I pretty pee shy at the time, corry was one who dropped his pants and underwear..... bare assed to piss in the urinal and said something something friendly too me when I arrived. Threw me off big time. Mind you this brought out my shyness, I stood, unzipped.... in major pain... but could not pee!!! I felt some kind of way, flushed to pretend I was relieved and went back to class. Looking back at it, I really can't believe I didn't wet myself, those last minutes of class were excruciating and managed to make it back home dry. I remember my crush saying something about how "I looked" I could never hold to that extent these days and I think about that time sometimes. I almost wish I wet myself so I'd have a "time" when I was still figuring it out to look back on. Definably felt really awkward coming back to the classroom from the bathroom still having to pee way bad and tried to hid it!

Hitting a music festival next weekend!!! Got some wet plans and a 10 hr drive with my lady... Lets keep it weird 😉

I don't have a small bladder, but when I go on my wet escapades ill make myself incontinent to my chagrin. sometimes it'll last for a week or so and working in the trades I really have to plan when I can pee as I know I will not get not much notice. Its fun when home or hiking, but when the urgency hits, sometimes I only have minutes if best. I haven't embarrassed myself yet in-front of co-workers recently but i know it might happen one day as my fetish weekends can blend into my day to day. It had happened before in my younger days, never noticed though. I keep a extra pair of pants with me all the time because I know how I am.

mushrooms.... but really... definably made myself incontenient (temporarily). Got it dialed in pretty good for myself for when I want to delve into it.

I chose straight male as that is what I am, but I'm very much a crossdressing, skinny pants pissing, skirt wearing; fetish proud hippy freak. I even talk about my feelings and am proud to be not overly masculine. the "identities" these days seem too "boxed" for me at least. Ill get off on male videos but have no desire to pursue anything further. women are absolute beautiful... sometimes crazy... us men folk too. Im not sure how to identify with this. my demographic would be straight male, trades person, psychedelic artist, with a major in omorashi;-)