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    FestiveMint reacted to Nec Ultra in L & N - Somnium Jeans Wetting   
    Hello all,
    It's been awhile since I've really found someone to do a wetting video, and I really lucked out meeting this girl.
    She is one of the hottest models I've worked with, in my opinion anyways.
    If you can't tell in the video, I think she's found a new fetish.
    Enjoy!



     
    Jeans Wetting.flv
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    FestiveMint reacted to TVGuy in Editing wetting videos   
    Busy at work, editing a new wetting video.  Here is a screenshot of my desktop-

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    FestiveMint reacted to Nec Ultra in L & N - Jeans Wetting (New Model)   
    Hello,
    Please enjoy her first jeans wetting. One of the more attractive girls i've managed to work with.
    Enjoy!



    Laura Wetting.flv
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    FestiveMint got a reaction from Lisk in What happened to Shara and Ger?   
    Hi guys, 
    I decided to make a copy of the stories archive from Shara and Ger's site. I, like many of you spent hours reading them over the years and it would be a shame for them to disappear. They are all contained in the zip folder, if you extract them to a folder and run "stories.html" you should get a local copy of the stories index in your browser.  
    SharaGerStories.zip
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    FestiveMint got a reaction from Kei in What happened to Shara and Ger?   
    Hi guys, 
    I decided to make a copy of the stories archive from Shara and Ger's site. I, like many of you spent hours reading them over the years and it would be a shame for them to disappear. They are all contained in the zip folder, if you extract them to a folder and run "stories.html" you should get a local copy of the stories index in your browser.  
    SharaGerStories.zip
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    FestiveMint got a reaction from rachelkirwan in Nice jeans soak   
    Here you go :) 
    Nice jeans soak - Wetting experiences - OmoOrg.mp4
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    FestiveMint got a reaction from rachelkirwan in Behind-the-scene lover. Am I alone?   
    I have that one! :) 
    vid_467.mp4
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    FestiveMint got a reaction from anonymouscow in Behind-the-scene lover. Am I alone?   
    I have that one! :) 
    vid_467.mp4
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    FestiveMint reacted to Nec Ultra in L&N - Bed Wetting   
    Hello,
    I've decided to start posting again but under a different name as I no longer use MGF.
    In this video, she is actually reenacting something that happened to her when she was 16. 
    Enjoy :) 



    Sleep Wetting BEST.flv
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    FestiveMint reacted to Dimwitrolo in Camping with the class   
    'Right, year 11!' Shouts headmaster Micheals. 'This is our first night of the week, I expect you all to sleep well, we've got a lot of stuff planned for tomorrow, so I don't want you all staying up all night!'
    Just like most of the year 11's, I haven't really been paying attention to most of what the Headmaster was saying. I always thought that the teachers were excused from assemblies like this until I actually got the job. But no, assemblies are for everyone, and they're still just as boring. But now headmaster was beginning to wrap everything up, and it was time to bring all the classes back to the tents.
    The school has rented out a camping ground for the week as a last school trip for the year 11's, now that GCSEs had finished. Most of the students haven't got anything to do until they start college or sixth form after the summer holidays, so the Headmaster thought it would be a nice send-off for the students - and it kind of is. The July weather is nice and warm, the evenings are late, and it's nice to be out with friends - even us teachers have friends, something I never really grasped until I passed the courses last year. 
    As the form tutors take their classes from their seats and back to their tents, the rest of us teachers plan on what we'll be doing tonight. Our campground, though next to the students, was still a separate camp ground, so we'd probably have a campfire, a few drinks, that sort of stuff. We'd all been given short shifts to patrol the camp-site of course, to make sure the students were actually sleeping, but I'd got lucky and been assigned an early shift. Me and Sarah Crossgrove - a friend I'd met in university - were the first to do our patrol.
    'You ready for this Catherine?' Sarah asked me. 'Ooh, I'm getting excited! I've never done this sort of thing before!'
    Sarah and I were about the same height, a little over five foot tall. We both had similar builds - slim but healthy (Sarah has larger breasts than I, and I can't help but feel a little jealous), and the two of us have similar length hair - falling around the shoulders. My hair was a hay-bale blonde, tied back in a pony tail, whereas Sarah's hair was free-flowing, wavy and ginger, showing off her Scottish ancestry. Sarah's eyes were a forest green, while mine were sky-blue. Both of us had freckle-spotted faces, though mine much less so that Sarah's. The two of us had been the best of friends since we'd met in university - we lived next to each other in the halls, we were in all the same classes, and now we worked at the same school. We've been confused for sisters a couple times. Having joined the school at the same time we were often put together as well when doing stuff like this, and this was no exception. 
    When all the classes had left, there were only us teachers left - Thirty overall, not counting the six form-tutors or Headmaster. Thirty seven if you did. 
    'Right' started Mr Biggins, one of the senior staff, addressing the rest of us. 'You know the drill, two of you patrolling the student campsite for an hour, when you come back send off the next two, you might have to wake them up though. Remember, four students to every tent, no boys in girl's tents, no girls in boy's tents, yadda yadda. If anything goes wrong you have mine and Headmaster Micheal's phone numbers' We all nod. 'Miss Crossgrove and Miss Rose are on first (he nods toward us as he says this), and of course myself and Mrs Johnson are next.'
    With that the teachers, not including myself and Sarah, all head to the teacher's campground. Sarah gives me a look of excitement
    'I used to love camping with the school!' she tells me. 'We'd all stay up all night telling scary stories! First one to fall asleep always had their hands put into warm water as well, that was funny!'
    'I heard that doesn't actually work' I tell her
    'Sometimes it did....It worked on me' She giggles as she tells me 'Does it work on you?' she asks me
    'I don't know' I tell her. 'No one's ever tried it'. Sarah gets a mischievous look in her eyes. 'Don't you even joke about it!' I laugh. We both stand up and head over to the student camp ground. The school had rented 45 tents, but we only needed 30 - half the students didn't want to come or couldn't come. Still, it makes our jobs easier. Me and Sarah both decide to circle the field in opposite directions. She heads clockwise, I head counter clockwise. It's about 7pm, and fairly bright out, though the sun is beginning to set, making the sky a beautiful red. The grass is nice and dry - I hardly need to be wearing my wellington boots. They look silly. Picture this - Grey pinafore dress, white shirt, grey pantyhose....and green wellies. Still, headmaster insists we wear these boots while walking around.
    'Liking the boots Miss Rose!'
    Told you I looked silly.
    The voice belongs to Jamie, one of the boys in my history class
    'Nice aren't they!' I joke back. 'They really match the dress don't they'
    'Why not take them both off in our tent' - he points finger guns at me, so I know he's joking
    'Now now Jamie, you can't say that sort of thing to a teacher' I tell him, though I can't help but feel a little flattered. 'It's what we call harassment in the workplace'
    'Alright, fair enough' he says, feigning disappointment. We'll have to make do with Micky here!' he jokes, prodding Micky
    'Hey!' Micky shouts
    I chuckle to myself as I continue walking around, looking around for anything that shouldn't be going on. Sarah is taking some girls out of a boys tent on the other side of the field - the usual suspects. There's always a few. Glad it's Sarah putting up with them and not me. I take a quick glance at my watch - 7:07. 53 minutes left.
    53 minutes and I already need to pee....typical. 
    Ten minutes of walking up and down and nothing has happened of any interest. Most of the students are just sat around talking in their tents, getting around the no boys and girls in the same tent rule by sitting outside. Us teachers don't need to send them in to their tents until 9pm - me and Sarah are really just here to make sure no fights start. Still, by now I really do need a wee - Last time I'd been was when we'd got off the coach, quite a while ago. I'd drank around three bottles of water since then
    By 7:30 nothing much has changed. There are groups of students sat around talking, Sarah's confiscated at least 3 hip flasks, two of whiskey and one of vodka. I'm sure there's more of them but most of the kids are hiding them pretty well. I lean against the stone wall that circles the camp site and look around. The sky is a deep red as the sun sets - it would be perfect for a romantic evening. Instead though, I'm walking around a field looking like a wally. At least a few of the students are making the most of it - across the field are a couple of students kissing where they don't think we can see them. I'd best stop them before they get carried away
    As I'm heading over to the kissing students I hear a quick rustling in the hedge, followed by something solid hitting the floor. Stopping, I squat down and take a look
    Nothing. I pat around under the hedge to see if there's anything there. Nope. Standing back up, I look over to the kissing couple - they're headed back to their tents now. I watch to make sure they go to separate tents before carrying on my patrol and trying to ignore my bladder.
    7:45 now, and the red sky has turned a darker purple as the sun sets more. By now my bladder is starting to distract me from my patrol. M-maybe I could find a little secluded spot... I really shouldn't, but I'm about to burst! I begin walking over to a small group of trees at the far end of the field. All the tents are on one side - the left side - and this cluster of trees is on the other. I'm sure that if anyone asks what I'm doing there I can pass it off as making sure there's no one there...
    It takes me ten minutes to reach the tree, and it's dark now. I flick on the flash light and cast it about the tree cluster. The trees are in a square shape, with hedges making 3 sides, and the fourth side is the way in. There are 3 benches, one against each hedge, and on one side there's a Jamie, pissing into a bush
    'Jamie!'
    'YEE!' He yelps, flicking piss around. I can't help but laugh at this, which Jamie doesn't appreciate too much
    'Come on Miss!' he says. 'You nearly gave me a heart attack!' he says as he finishes. I chuckle again. 'What are you doing up here anyway?' he asks
    'Looking for boys like you' I say. He takes this the wrong way and casts me a look of what he must assume is something sexy.
    'Looks like you've found me, what now?'
    I decide to play on this. 'And now....' I say, slowly stepping toward him. 'Now...(I can see his trousers begin to bulge)...now Jamie.....I have to.....(I can see his eyes lit up)....I have to tell you to go back to your tent.'
    His face switches to disappointment immediately
    'Oh come on Miss, you got me all excited!' he says, pointing down. He's completely erect and very disappointed.
    'Come on Jamie, this kind of thing doesn't actually ever happen, it's just romantic fantasies' I tell him. 'And anyway, it's the kind of thing that could get you expelled it you say it to the wrong teacher'
    He sighs and looks at me. I try to hide how much I have to pee. Not too well though, as Jamie points out
    'You gotta pee too?' He asks
    'I, uh, no!'. He raises an eyebrow. 'Okay, maybe...But I wouldn't pee here, I'd use the toilet.'
    I am a shameless liar.
    'Tell you what' he says. 'You pee here, I'll keep watch'
    Being as desperate as I am, I can't help but consider it, which Jamie notices - I can tell because his eyes light up again. 'No Jamie' I say to him. 'I'm not going to risk arrest just to pee in a bush'
    'Up to you if you want to wet yourself' he says. 'Better escort me back then'
    'I - uh, yeah'. Damn. I was going to pee when he left. He knows what he's just done
    When we get back to Jamie's tent it's 8:05, and Mr Biggins and Mrs Johnson are on scene. Sarah's already left. Letting Mr Biggins know I'm heading back to teacher's camp, I begin my journey.
     
    The teachers camp is much smaller than the student, but our tents are bigger. Though we have enough for 2 people in a tent rather than four, and of course me and Sarah are sharing. I walk into our tent, trying not to hobble, and kick of my boots. Sarah's lying on her camping mattress, reading a book in the light of a small electric lamp. 
    'Heya Cathy' She says to me, cheerily. 'What took you so long?'
    'Caught Jamie peeing in a bush, had to bring him back'
    'Say, did you see anyone wandering about outside the field?' she asks me, reminding me of the noise I heard earlier.
    'I heard something move in a bush' I tell her. 'Not sure what it was'
    'Mr Blenkinsop told me someone's wandering around and I'm a little spooked!' She says
    'Oh don't listen to him' I tell her - Blenkinsop's always telling these crazy stories.
    'But what you heard in the bush-' she says. She leans in to whisper to me. 'Some one's about...'
    I put on some trainers - still doesn't match my dress, but it'll do. 'Hey, Sarah, do you need the loo?' I ask her 
    'No, why?'
    'You've got me spooked now' I tell her, 'and I don't want to go alone...'
    'Oh you little girl!' she laughs. 'Come on, the others have a campfire going and some drinks, we'll sit with them for a bit then we can go to the loo'
    I agree to this, and we get up and go.
     
    Me and Sarah sit on the bench around the fire. I squeeze my thighs together to hold my bladder shut. Mr Geoffrey's hands us both a beer from a cooler. 'Not for teachers who haven't done their patrol yet' he tells Miss Smith, who's sat next to him. She chuckles. I ignore my bladder's protests and begin drinking, as does Sarah. We sit and talk for a good long while. There's enough firewood to keep the fire going until 10, and Miss Smith's bought some marshmallows. We all take it in turns impaling a marshmallow on a twig - probably not too clean but whatever - before roasting them over the fire. Sarah brings hers back perfectly toasted. Mine falls off into the fire. Miss Smith hands out some more
     
    By 10 the fire's died down, and my bladder is no longer something I can ignore. But then Sarah brings up telling horror stories, and Mr Blenkinsop is first. He tells us all the story of the bloke wandering about the fields....Being an English teacher, he's great at telling the story of a man wandering around. As silly as it is, the idea sticks in my head. By 10:30 however stories are over and most of us have gone to bed. Me and Sarah get up and head over to our tent
    'Still need the toilet?' Sarah asks me
    'Yeah' I tell her, 'do you?'
    'Yeah!' she says, grabbing her crotch and bobbing up and down. But I don't want to walk over to the toilet now! It's so dark...and what if there is some guy walking around....'
    'Don't you do this Sarah!' I say to her. 'I'm not going without you, so don't make me stay in the tent!'
    She gives me a sorry looking smirk, then slides in the tent. Bugger. I look over to the path to the toilet. It's a good five minute walk through some woods. No light, no fence, and no-one to go with. I really have to pee! But I'm not going alone.
    I get into the tent. Sarah has taken of her skirt and is undoing her blouse. This is the first time I've seen her undress - I never knew her freckles went down to her breasts. Mine don't. She looks at me. 'Sorry' she says. 'Too scary, too dark'. As frustrated as I am, I can't help but agree. I pull of my trainers. Bringing my legs up to my chest puts a lot of pressure on my already aching bladder, but I try to ignore it. If I deny the problem, it will go away, right? Shoes off, I pull down my tights. I catch Sarah taking a glance as I pull one leg over and off of my foot.
    'Like what you see?' I smirk. She blushes
    'First time I've really seen you undress...' she continues blushing. 'Kinda weird seeing how long we've been around each other'
    'I was just thinking that' I say, tights off and now undoing my dress. Pulling it over my head, I notice she looks a little funny. 'You alright?' I ask her
    'I was thinking' She says. 'Are you going to keep your underwear on under your pyjamas?' I look at her funny. 'I-I-I mean, if you will, I will, just want to make sure we're on the same page here'
    'Nah, I'm taking mine off' I tell her. We're both sat in the tent in our underwear at this point. She still looks a little funny. 'I'll keep 'em on if you want'
    'No no, it's fine' she says. I unhook my bra and let it fall of. She does the same. She blushes as she does. Some people are just a little nervous I suppose. I've known her this long that it doesn't bother me, but to each their own. I stand up, hunched over and pull my white panties down. Taking them off my feet. I sit on my heels, naked in front of her.
    'No need to be embarrassed' I say to her, because she clearly is. 'Nothing you have that I don't' She smiles, a little comforted. I watch, still sat as she takes off her panties. She's got a small tuft of well kept red hair hidden under her panties, very much like the hair on her head. She looks at me, and I look at her. 'Now we've seen everything, right?' I joke. She smiles and nods. 'Nothing to be nervous of anymore'. I grab my pyjama trousers and pull them up. Mine are a red tartan sort of pattern, warm but a little thread bare with age - I've had these since we were at uni. She puts on her bottoms, a pair of light grey jogging bottoms. We both have similar looking white tee-shirts to complete our pyjamas. 
    'Look, I really gotta pee' I say to her, standing up
    'Your funeral' she says, climbing into her sleeping bag. I open the tent flap and look out. My bladder says yes but my fear says no. The cold wind also says no. The movement in the bushes screams no. I yelp and slip back in the tent. Not worth it I decide. I slip into my sleeping bag and hope I can ignore my bladder. Lying down, Sarah switches off the lamp. Everything goes quiet, save the wind outside.
     
    I lay in the bed, wriggling. Can't sleep. Need to pee. About an hour since the lights went out. In the darkness I can make out Sarah sleeping soundly. I can't sleep though. My bladder feels like fire. I slide my thighs over themselves trying to mask the feeling. I'm surprised my wiggling hasn't woke up Sarah. I clasp at my crotch and sway side to side on my back. I pull my knees up and drop them down again. I CAN'T HOLD IT.
    I sit up, still wriggling my legs. The pressure of being sat up all but forces me to pee right there, but I hold it in. My bladder feels solid. I try lift myself up, but increasing the pressure on my bladder physically hurts. I lie back down and turn onto my chest. I push myself up again - more pressure on my bladder. Oh, gee it hurts so bad. I can't get up. If I try, I will wet myself. I lie back on my back. I rub my feet together. I press my knees together. I grab my crotch as hard as I can. Through my belly I can feel my bladder is rock hard. Pressure builds lower down, at the base of my bladder. I can every new millilitre that gets added to my bladder. I can feel it become tighter and tighter, while I rock from side to side in my bed. I wish I'd gone when I had the chance. Even if that meant Jamie watching me. Even if it meant a strange man watching me. Honestly I'd give anything to pee! Rocking from side to side starts to hurt. Moving my legs starts to hurt. Even wriggling my feet and toes is an effort. I check my watch. Midnight, dead on. Just 8 hours to go, I can make it.
    NO I CAN'T. It hurts so bad!!! It feels like it's going to-
    Hnnn!
    My body just tensed. I didn't do that on purpose - it just happened. I hope I do-
    Hnnn!
    Again! Oh god, it's happening. It's happening. Keep quiet, don't wake up Sar-
    Hmm!
    Oh god, here it comes, here it comes, here it-
    Phsshh!
    Haah, haah, I peed a little! I felt it, I heard it. I can feel it on my thighs - it's running down my ass! Oh god that feels funny! It's pooling down on my back. Still it's just a little. I feel a little better. I can hold on longer now. No need to worry. That's the worst of it I'm sure. Probably won't pee again, right? I h-hope so. Come on, go to sleep now, you can make it until 8. I rock from side to side. My knees rub against each other furiously. My toes clench and stretch in sequence. I bash my feet together under the sleeping bag. That's all, right? No more of that...
    Okay, maybe there'll be more. My bladder feels solid again. Already. Brace for round two!
    I stretch my legs, feet and toes, all out straight. I pull on every muscle in my body. I can feel it again! My b-bladder, it's going to squee-
    Hng~
    I manage to keep quiet, but only just. I don't know if I can do it again - let's find out...
    Hnn!
    Nope, couldn't do it....oh god, here it comes, here it comes
    here
    it
    Hnn!
    Another spurt, powerful against my legs, though this one doesn't completely end, and I can feel a trickle continue to fall out, down my cheeks and pool around the base of my spine. The warmth, the slight relief, so enticing. No time to think though!
    here we go again....Here it com-
    Haaah!
    Another spurt, and I stop holding back. The wave hits me and a jet of pee shoots out of me. And I don't try to stop it. The spurt quickly ends, but without me trying to hold it back a stream soon follows. I close my eyes and let it happen. The silence of the tent is replaced with a surprisingly loud trickle, as a stream of pee falls out of my lips and pools at my ass. My breaths are shallow as the heat envelops me, the sleeping bag trapping the steam which flows toward my head, filling my breaths with the warmth and odour of the contents of my bladder. My hands are trembling, and so is my breath. I stretch my toes out again as I embrace the relief I'm feeling. I'm too enraptured to move. My arms are limp by my side, my feet fall still, and my bladder gently squeezes a stream out and onto my inner thighs. The puddle beneath me now has spread up to half way up my back and halfway to my knees. I'm sure it's seeping out of my sleeping bag at the sides. The trickle is louder with each second as my stream becomes slowly more steadfast, landing onto more pee rather than dry cloth. With the initial loss of control having now left, I let the feeling of relief sweep over me, feet first. My toes warm up, then my feet, then shins, then thighs, then heat shivers up my spine until it reaches my head and I can't hold back a grin.
    'hmmm....' I moan gently, without even meaning to. My body is doing it's own thing. My sleeping bag makes a valiant effort to hold in what it can, but I can see it seeping out in my peripheral vision as my head falls to one side, facing Sarah, and I'm still grinning inanely. Sarah seems to grin back - I wonder if she feels what I'm feeling too.... I can't hold back a slight giggle as the last of my pee begins it's decent. The trickling sound begins to diminish, but the heat I'm enveloped in does not. The puddle reaches my calves and my shoulders, I can feel it surrounding my limp hands. Sarah sits up and looks at me, I bet she's jealous! Hell, I'd be jealous. The raw relief, the heat that surrounds my entire body. The comfortable feeling of hot liquid against my skin. My eyes are half closed - too much effort to hold them open. I'm sure Sarah doesn't even notice I'm awake. She probably thinks I wet the bed! Ha, what a thought. She probably thinks I wet the bed in my sleep. Not done that since uni! No no, this was while I was awake. I got to feel all of it. Ha, Sarah wants to feel it too! She's putting her hand in the puddle around my sleeping bag. She'd love to feel this good! She brings her damp hand to her face and smells it. It smells like relief, let me tell you. Sarah can only watch me as I finish peeing
    Hold on.
    Finish peeing?
    Oh god.
    I open my eyes fully. Sarah looks at me. I can barely make out her face in this light - or lack of it - but she appears to blush. I don't know what she has to blush about, she hasn't just wet the bed! I should be blushing. I am blushing! My face feels like fire!
    's-sarah?' I say. It takes some effort to even speak, I feel drained, in both energy and bladder. 
    'yy-yeah?' She responds
    'I wet the bed' I tell her.
    'uhh, yeah, I can see.'
    Embarrassed as I am, I can't help but grin. 'It felt sooo good!' I tell her. I don't know why. I mean it's true and all but...
    Sarah chuckles. 'I bet it did' she whispers to me. I sit up
    I can feel a small cascade of warm pee fall down my back and around my backside. It too begins to seep out my sleeping bag.
    Reality slowly comes back to me, and I begin to question things. Such as why Sarah touched what she knew was my pee...
    'Why did you do that?' I ask. She blushes - I can see it even in this light. Do I......is she attracted to me?....
    No, she would have said something by now
    'That was really hot.....' she tells me. She leans toward me. I can feel the heat from her face - she must be bright red.
    'Well yeah, I just pee'd, of course it would be warm'
    'That's not what I mean...'
    'So what do you mea-'
    I'm cut off by the hot press of her face onto mine. She kisses me suddenly, her body following her and pushing me back down onto my back. She's sat atop me, hands on my shoulders. She pulls her face back and stares at me. Her eyes show a mixture of emotions. Fear. Anxiety. Lust. Love. Excitement. Such a powerful mix. I don't have long to look though, before she presses her face back into mine. Her lips and cheeks are soft and warm, and I can feel her eyelashes flicker on my face. She holds my hands in hers, fingers interlocked with mine. I can feel them shaking. She straddles me, and the sleeping bag squishes loudly as more pee is pressed out of it. She pulls her head back again. She looks at me once more. I don't know what to do or say - and she can tell. She lets go of me and swings off so she's sat next to me, half in my puddle.
    'I-i--i-i-' She stutters. She can't think of what to say. Neither can I. 'I re-really need to, uh, pee.'
    Funny way of showing it.
    'W-will you, uh..will you take me to the toilet?'
    I nod silently. I unzip my sleeping bag, and Sarah flicks the lamp in. In the dull yellow glow I can at last see the extend of my accident. The pink lining of the sleeping bag now hosts a dark purple splotch with uneven lines, head to toe. Two protrusions in the blotch show where my calves where, the puddle going as far as my ankles along my skin. The pee has mostly seeped into the bag now though, so no puddle remains. The tent floor is cotton, and another puddle surrounds me in that. The back of my white shirt is translucent and dyed a faint yellow, all over my back. I climb to my feet, which glisten in the electric light. Sarah picks up the lamp and leads me outside. 
    The summer night is still warm, even though it's pitch black. My bare feet hit the dry grass which crumples under it. I relax my bladder again and let a small stream trickle out. More than I expected, the stream lasts a good 3 seconds and pools at my feet. 'Just finishing my accident' I tell Sarah, who blushes and grins. She takes two or so steps forward, then turns to me
    'I can't hold it' she says. 'I'm going to wet myself' she tells me. Before I can respond she starts to wet herself. She breathes in and sighs as hot pee trickles down her legs and around her feet. Her face, a few shades redder than normal, is stone still. She watches me intently as she pees, the sound of it trickling into the grass surrounding us. She looks very deliberate as she stands there, feet apart, puddle in between them. We both stand there in the warm heat of the night in silence - the only sound being the splashing of her pee into her puddle. She wriggles her toes as she pees, splashing quietly. It takes a good twenty seconds until she stops and sighs again.
    'Thanks for taking me' she says. She holds her lamp in one hand, and takes mine in the other. 'Let's go back to bed' she says. She leads me back into the tent and climbs into her sleeping bag, wet pants and all. I look at my sleeping bag. The pee has cooled by now, and is cold to touch. Sitting down in it and letting it touch my skin I can't help but wince.
    'Here' Sarah whispers, gesturing to her own sleeping bag. 'There's room'
    Sarah's sleeping bag is surprisingly spacious, and we both fit in, though it's a tight fit. I can feel the heat of Sarah's skin against all of mine. We're face to face, our breasts pressing against each other. Our legs intertwined. Usually this would be really uncomfortable, but by now I'm so tired I don't care. Forehead to forehead with Sarah, I drift of immediately, as Sarah hugs me tightly. We can talk about this whole thing in the morning...
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    Hello,
    Please enjoy one of my favorite girls I've worked with :)
    I asked her to pee in her jeans after she absolutely couldn't hold it anymore.
    Cheers!



    Jessie Tight Jeans Wetting HD.mp4
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    FestiveMint reacted to Nec Ultra in MGF - Double girl wetting!   
    Hello all,
    Was lucky enough to get a double wetting with an MGF model and her friend, who then shortly joined MGF.
    It is a long video of them being very silly while drunk, and the wetting occurs at the end. The wetting starts at 07:40.
    And both of them had never peed in their pants as an adult, before this video.
    Enjoy!



    B & B Jeans Wetting.flv.mp4
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    FestiveMint reacted to Nec Ultra in *New* MGF Jeans Wetting   
    Just to clarify. I am one person. My username is based on my two cats, haha. 
    I will be posting her underwear wettings when I get home later as this got tons of responses! :)
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    FestiveMint reacted to Nec Ultra in MGF - Courtney Wetting   
    Hello,
    Enjoy a few videos from Courtney.
    The first is a simple wetting in her shorts. The second is a scenario wetting.
    Cheers.



    Courtney Pee.flv
    Weak Bladder Courtney.flv



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    FestiveMint got a reaction from LearZaaz in [Request] Wetting and joi   
    I have the candleboxx one for those who want it :) 
    ab505dd7db.360.mp4
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    FestiveMint got a reaction from Xeno_ in Leaky Layla   
    great accounts! Would definitely love to hear more :) 
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    FestiveMint got a reaction from DlavalD in Leaking and/or bulging bladder videos   
    Just saw this video over on peegonewild that you might like. It has some leaking in the desperation: https://eroshare.com/1yhazfzj 
    The original post: https://www.reddit.com/r/peegonewild/comments/55rbwv/i_really_had_to_fucking_piss/ 
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    FestiveMint got a reaction from Akuji19 in Leaking and/or bulging bladder videos   
    Just saw this video over on peegonewild that you might like. It has some leaking in the desperation: https://eroshare.com/1yhazfzj 
    The original post: https://www.reddit.com/r/peegonewild/comments/55rbwv/i_really_had_to_fucking_piss/ 
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    FestiveMint got a reaction from Nec Ultra in Female - More MFG Fun (3 Videos)   
    MGF videos are my favorite! Thanks so much for posting. 
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    FestiveMint got a reaction from WesternWets in Summer from Rick and Morty   
    Not so much a comment about Summer but geez this show is fantastic. Best animated series I have seen in years. 
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    Sure! 
    True Desperation 4.wmv
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    Sure! 
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