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  1. vicious

    Recent JAV Finds - IV

    Thanks fooshood, thats incredibly helpful! For anyone picking n choosing, no. 5 in the list is an excellent clip
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    Some interesting episodes from 2015

    Hello Again, I thought I'd finally type up the second experience I wanted to put on here. Fair warning, this particular incident contains both male wetting and diapers. Earlier on last year, I had some free time and decided to get a little naughty. One thing I really enjoy is going out in public in diapers, I always make sure they're well hidden under loose clothes, but I love the feeling of peeing myself without anyone knowing what's happening, stood in a queue for example or talking to a shop clerk. This particular day I had gone out to my local city centre, wearing black jogging bottoms, a red shirt and a short denim jacket. And under it all I was wearing one of my TENA Slip Ultima nappies (If you've never tried these they are amazing, very high capacity all in ones, they hold something crazy like 3.5L). A very bulky nappy but under my jogging bottoms you cant tell. So I went around the shops for a while, a few dribbles here and there since I got off the bus, then I went to get a coffee and released a full bladder whilst talking to the cute girl at the counter. After a couple of hours and a couple of drinks more, I was starting to feel like I was getting 'full' down there and decided to head home to change. I got to the bus stop and was suprised to see there was no information on the next services, so after waiting about 5 minutes without a bus coming past at all I checked the website. No information suggesting anything is wrong... oh well I'll just wait then, I thought. After about 10 more minutes I know something's wrong, checked the travel website again, diversion on the route! I'd been talking to a middle aged guy while waiting about the whole situation and so informed him of what I had read, the next stop we could get to on the diverted route was 20-30 minutes away on the other side of town. I was all ready to set off when this guy suggested sharing a taxi, as we were going part of the same way. I was still concious of the full nappy I was wearing and was reluctant to agree, but I couldnt think of a good reason to say no without looking rude so I agreed. He called the cab, I figured I hadn't leaked and so should be fine to ride home, but I hadn't reckoned on the fact that I needed to pee again by this point or that his taxi would take another half hour to show up. By the time it arrived I had thoroughly wet again despite my best efforts to hold it, my nappy now felt over full and though I hadn't felt any leaks out of the leg guards I knew it would leak if I had to sit down in it. (I dont know if anyone else has ever had this issue with high capacity nappies, sometimes they're so good they wont leak while you're peeing and stood up due to the leak guards but as soon as you sit it squishes the material and wets the seat of your pants?) But I had no choice by this point, trying to hide my discomfort from my new travelling companion I got into the back of the taxi, he got in the front. As soon as I sat down I felt it, I had hoped if I kept my bottom in an elevated position rather than putting my weight on it I might make it through the ride but it was not the case, as soon as my bum made contact with the seat I could feel the wetness pressed against it. I instantly felt wet all over my bottom and underneath my legs where they were in contact with the seat and I knew my fears had been confirmed. For some reason the shock of this situation really hit me and it was all I could do not to burst into tears (I dont remember crying about an accident since I was about 8 so this felt a little odd), but I had a cab ride to get through so I tried to keep a straight face. The guy who shared the taxi with me was fortunately getting out first, leaving me with about 10 more minutes cab ride to home. When the guy got out, the driver asked if I wanted to move into the front, I declined for obvious reasons, which made me blush but I dont think he noticed. So I had to come up wiht a plan to get out without him noticing, but nothing came to mind, it was daytime so I couldnt get up without the stain being obvious and I couldnt think of any way to divert the drivers attention while I got out. I finally reolved to just pay when we got to the destination and try to get out without looking back. So we get to my driveway, I handed over the money and got my change, then in one motion I undid my belt, opened the door and got out, turning my front to the driver as I did so. So far so good, I closed the door and began to walk away. Then, I heard the car door open and 'ere is everything ok mate? My throat went dry, my heart sank 'how do you mean?' I said. He said 'It looks like my seats wet, erm. everything ok?'. I had, for the first time in my life, to explain to a stranger that I was wearing a nappy and had leaked in his car. I told him it was a medical condition (sorry to anyone who suffers but I really didnt want a fine) and he was actually really nice, even apologised for pointing it out and making me explain which made me feel kind of bad. This was a horifying experience and definately my most embarassing of the year, I hope you enjoyed. On a side note, I'm also looking for some public/private wetting challenge suggestions as I have more free time at the moment, so anyone with any ideas feel free to comment or message me.
  3. Hello all, Haven't posted anything here for a while. I had an eventful 2015 and I thought id use this thread to share of my more interesting stories I haven't had a chance to come on here and post. Fair warning, all these stories are mine, so its male wetting only. Incident 1: 'the night out' This happened last January, I had been out drinking in the city centre near(ish) to where I live, great night and we finished up at a trendy bar drinking mulled cider, just me and my bro by this point and we were both fairly drunk but obviously both believing we were absolutely fine, as you do. A couple more drinks and my bro says his taxi's here, so I finish up and walk out with him, not even thinking about my bladder at this point. He drives off and only then do I think to actually call a taxi for myself. I have a place where I normally get picked up to avoid the annoying one way system and get straight out of town, so I walk down there whixh takes about 10 minutes. During this walk I start to notice the need to pee, not a problem yet but as im drunk the first time i notice im already at about 6/10 and rising fast. Its cold so I decide against a quick trip down an alley on the way, 'ill be in a cab home soon enough, no big deal' I think. When I get to the pickup point no sign of a taxi, so I sit down on the nearby wall and wait. After a couple of minutes of this however my bum is freezing, and I have another problem, im already at 7/10 and its only getting worse! I start to pace up and down, which helps for a while, but after another 5-10 minutes theres still no taxi and im starting to get waves of urgency threatening to cause leaks. Still managing to stay dry, I call the taxi company back, 'oh yeah, on his way mate, five more minutes' so I go back to pacing. Im walking stiffly so I get a few funny looks now, but I dont want to risk walking off even I could find somewhere to go. After about 5 more minutes (that feel alot longer) of this, im at 8/10 and a get a wave of pressure so strong that a small spurt comes out in my underwear. Its only a couple of drops so its soaked up by my grey boxers without getting on my black jeans, but this is not planned so im starting to panic a little. Im on a busy main street and I really dont want to wet myself here. Fortunately after a couple of minutes my taxi turns up and I get in without furher incident. The only problem now is I have a half hour car ride ahead when I feel like I can't hold it another few minutes. But ill be fine right, I mean its only half an hour and I am an adult after all... I spent the entire journey trying not to squirm, which was incredibly hard ( I need to move around when I hold it, I just cant hold without fidgeting). The driver talked a few times, but between subtely (or probably not) shifting in my seat and grabbing myself when he wasn't looking, I didnt make great conversation. Then, thank god, the end was in sight, we pulled on to the main road that leads to the side road that leads to my house. But I was in a bad way by this point, I mean 9 approaching 10 and as we're about to stop at the lights I feel a spurt dampen my crotch! I cant wet myself right there on the seat, so I quickly ask the guy to stop here in the layby telling him ill walk the last bit. He stops and I realise im losing control right there, so I open the door and jump out. I lean back into the window to pay before he thinks im gonna run. But the entire time im getting the money out and waiting for change I can feel that im slowly wetting myself, small spurt after small spurt warming my jeans down to the knee. Its dark and my trousers are black so I assume im fine and the driver wont notice, until I realise its so cold out that there's obvious steam rising off me where im wetting! His eyes widened and im sure he knew, but to his credit he just said have a nice night and drove off. So I manage to stop leaking, closed my big coat to try and help me hide the damage and set off across the main road toward where I live, I made it about as far as the next lamppost before it started again, I was in agony now and my muscles down there were exhausted, so it was pretty much just flowing out, at this point I decided the damage was done and gave up holding the rest. Suprisingly even though my jeans were wet to the ankles Id only lost about half of what was in there, so it took a short while to empty the rest (I should mention at this point traffic was passing me almost constantly, despite the early hour, I was halfway between horified and not caring). When finished, I hurried down my street home, but was hit by a moment of panic as I got back and realised my flatmate might still be up and in This state would immediately realise what id done! As I opened the front door, I realised he was in the front room, so I ducked straight into my room and changed. Disaster averted, mostly! This was my first genuine accident for a long time, I generally dont have problems outside of the crazy holding challenges I give myself (apart from at night, but thats a different story). It was equal parts exciting and mortifying, and i hope you enjoyed reading. More to come soon.
  4. vicious

    First experiences with diaper wetting

    I get them from here: https://www.incontinencechoice.co.uk/
  5. vicious

    First experiences with diaper wetting

    thanks for sharing, that sounded like a good experience. I always order my diapers online to avoid embarassment, currently like the molicare mobile for adult pull ups, they hold alot! (though i've heard their U.S. versions arent as good for some reason, but if you live in europe.. imo they rule :D )
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    [E] [HL] One Week with Elder Sister

    Well in that case, thanks for taking the time to translate it for all us japanese-ignorant western types. I'm just assuming the original was in japanese, cos, well, who else makes wetting eroge
  7. Hi guys and girls; I'm a long time member but an infrequent poster, so I thought I'd share something daring I did the other day. To set the scene, I had been out job hunting, dressed in black work trousers and a grey check pattern shirt, my hair all tied up (I have super long hair) smart shoes, the whole deal. Anyway, I had an interview in the morning, then I was hitting agencies etcetera and occassionally stopping for a coffee and a read of my book. I had promised myself I would do some holding that day and was thinking of doing a bit of a public wetting, since I knew my black pants would hide it nicely, but I usually chicken out of this stuff at the last minute and find somewhere to pee. So I had already been around town, and had held to my limit, and as I went toward a record shop I frequent for gig tickets I felt a spurt escape me. As I was in the middle of a public shopping centre I momentarily panicked and made a beeline for the toilets. Damn, back to square one. So I spent a couple more hours in town, had a couple more coffees and visited some shops. After 2 more hours and all the liquid diuretic I had consumed that morning I was starting to struggle again, and as it was about time to head home I felt I could take a risk, so I went to my bus stop at the farthest edge of the city centre (as I knew there was no possibility of finding a toilet in the area should my courage fail me). As I got towards my stop, my walking had become stiff legged, those deliberate steps you take when clenching your muscles to prevent imminent leaks. I got to my stop and had to pause to take a look at the electronic board showing the next bus times, and saw I had 15 minutes to wait. This gave me a small buzz as I was very doubtful I could hold it that long, but the few people waiting at the bus stop also made me think twice about losing it right there. This was pushed momentarily out of my mind however because as soon as I stopped walking, I leaked! Just a couple of drops, but I knew if I stayed stood still it would soon be much worse. So I kept on walking, past the stop and down to a small foopath that runs along the river, in front of a few office blocks, knowing there would be fewer people walking here at this time of day, but enough eyes around that I couldn't just whip down my pants and go. My heart was racing now, a few steps down the footpath and a few more drops had dampened my boxers, though I knew I wasn't yet showing on my pants, my akward, jerky walking was drawing a few looks from passers by. A few yards on and I felt a longer spurt escape, I knew I was losing control, fear and desire gripping me in (almost) equal parts. As I was getting on a bus, I didnt want a wet stain on the front of my pants, so I sat on the nearest bench a smoking couple near by moving away just as I sat down. I sat down and immediately lost some more spurts, after a futile attempt to hold on, I really lost it, I pee'd on and off for about four seconds before managing to regain control, all the while looking around to see if anyone could see me, hearing the splatter as my pee dripped through the wooden slats below me onto the stone floor. It was exhilarating, but terrifying, I spotted some people outside the building across the river, but I dont think they noticed what happened, then I saw a guy walking down the path in my direction, and decided to move away since i realised a was sitting above a fairly obvious puddle. I walked towards him so he wouldnt see the back of my pants, which would still be glistening from my recent 'accident', looking back to see a wet spot on the wooden slats of the bench, above a dinner plate sized puddle on the floor. I walked, slowly, back toward my bus stop and stood with my back to the wall until my bus came, getting on last behind the 5 or 6 others waiting at the stop. My earlier pee had taken off some of the pressure, but I was still holding a significant amount and as I sat down on the bus I began to have serious doubts about my ability to hold the rest of it all the way home. After about 10 minutes, I was crossing my legs, about 20 minutes and I was literally bouncing in my seat. Still ten minutes to go and I was terrified of losing it on the bus, all those people around, so I exerted the last of my will and made myself a promise 'if you can hold it until your stop, you can pee as soon as you get off the bus'. This would still amount to a very public accident since i have to cross a major two lane road at my stop, then walk about 10 minutes home. But people wizzing by in cars seemed like a much safer audience at that time. Anyway, this seemed to give me the extra boost I needed and, minus a few drops, I made it to my stop. As I got up to exit the bus, the couple of seconds stood in the entry way waiting for it to stop were excrutiating, my aching bladder muscles begging me to let go, but I made it off the bus and even thanked the driver (in a rather wavering voice). I crossed the road at the traffic lights down a few yards from my stop, I got to the middle island ok, then had to wait as the lights changed. This was too much, it started coming and this time I didnt even attempt to stop it, I simply stood and let it flow down my legs, my hands instinctively going to my crotch and my face turning beet-red. The warmth, the relief! it was ecstacy, but at the same time I felt like I was about to have a heart attack, at least 20 cars must have passed by whilst it was streaming out of me. I dont know how much time passed, but as I looked up having finished, the cross walk light turned green and I hurried off across the road, not even glancing at the drivers waiting at the stop light. I walked straight down the path at the side of the road, pants glistening for all to see, for about 10 minutes before turning into my block to go home, though by this time the wetness had faded, and it was hard to make out on my black trousers, so hopefully none of my neighbours noticed. So thats it, I hope you liked it, though I know I'm not the most coherent writer, feel free to comment here or pm me if you like my story or share common interests. and have a warm, wet day!
  8. vicious

    [E] [HL] One Week with Elder Sister

    fantastic game, really well thought out and i love the animations, you have great talent. I especially like how you made it feel natural to the subject rather than shoehorning more 'gamey' mechanics into it.
  9. wow rachel, amazing vid, love the effect the tights (hose? i dont know these lady type things) gave, and it was obvious you put effort into framing n filming it right. wont comment further as I may descend into dribbling vulgarity, but very, very well done
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    Jessica

    Had to comment as this is a truly well written story, omorashi or no. very enjoyable read, I liked the touch of adding the "interested party" viewing the desperation/accident, works much better than the usual narrative exposition. If you're not already writing full time, you should be. good luck
  11. vicious

    Giga wetting clips

    great vids really like the car wetting one, thanks for the upload
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    Situations

    Hmm, Have tried it on a long a car trip, was kind of paranoid tho as with family. and in bed (its actually necessary for me if I drink alcohol, lol), and several times whilst playing video games, it's both fun and convenient!
  13. vicious

    Amazing Pic!

    that is soooo cute, thanks for sharing!
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    Interview accident

    Thanks for reading, glad you enjoyed, I've never posted any photos online before, but felt compelled to share this, may do so again if the situation presents itself! ^_^ I have the same problem with smoking as I have to go outside (live in a flat, the landlady is a bitch) so I often end up "dancing" whilst smoking, willing to bet it looks sexier when you do it tho! lol
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    Interview accident

    Yeah never wet them before (for obvious reasons), didnt think it'd show that bad! glad you enjoyed.