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SomewhatSoaked

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    SomewhatSoaked reacted to Tiffers34 in Embarrassing accident at work today   
    So today I had a rather embarrassing accident at work 😳
     
    I work in an office building in a call center and have been one of the few people still going into the office since the whole covid pandemic started so there’s not many people around but still a few around.  During the morning I did my usual routine of breakfast, coffee, and two bottles of waters. We had our weekly morning meeting that we had to be on camera with to show we were actually paying attention.  When the meeting started I had a small need to pee but I wasn’t worried and thought at that time that I could make it once the meeting was over.  
     
    Typically the meetings last around 20 mins however todays was much different.  Todays lasted well over an hour as I was absent mindedly sipped my drinks my urge to pee really started to build.  Knowing full well that I was on camera, I couldn’t really show that I had to pee or do much outside of crossing my legs but after a few mins that wasn’t really helping either 😟.  30 mins in and I was really struggling and was starting to worry that I would end up wetting myself. Trying to think of a way to hold, I remembered I have a standing desk and hoped that standing would take some pressure off of my bladder. As I stood, initially it did help but I was wrong about how badly I had to pee, very wrong!!
     
    After another 15 mins of standing and crossing my legs, I felt it, they first leak of pee into my pants. I did everything I could to stop it and luckily I could but I knew I was in trouble now.  Finally the meeting started to wrap up after another 5 mins of talking (honestly I hadn’t been paying attention what was being talked about ) and I felt another leak of pee.  This time it was a lot harder to stop esp as I felt it start to flow down the back of my thighs 😰.  As this was happening, I started hearing others signing off and I quickly shut my camera off and jammed my hands in my crotch to try and stop the rest before completely peeing my pants.  I luckily stopped what was left in my bladder and made a dash to the bathroom.  Fortunately I didn’t see anyone and at that point I didn’t care….I had to pee.  Making it to the bathroom, I tore my jeans down and finished peeing what was left in my bladder.  With a sigh I looked at the damage of my pants and honestly I was shocked at how bad my jeans looked 😭.  Trying to think on what to do, I remembered that I had my gym bag with me and I had a pair of running shorts. I managed to avoid further embarrassment by not running into anyone from the bathroom back to my office.  Closing the blinds, I was able to change out of my wet jeans and panties and changed into my shorts.
     
    hope you all enjoyed my little embarrassing accident and also I took a photo for you all to enjoy 
     
     

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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from .s04k_urs3lf. in Maybe an odd fantasy, but... drummers?   
    This reminds me of an exact story I found on Reddit:
     
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    SomewhatSoaked reacted to Wetlifter37 in Leaky legend at the beach   
    So as you may know if you've read my posts, I have an overactive bladder and tend to leak or have accidents sometimes if I get too full.  Wet pants are a part of my life, and I try to plan for and enjoy them whenever possible. I also find that once wet, I have a much harder time holding, whether thats a pee spot in my underwear encouraging more drips and leaks, or in this case, a wet bathing suit. Its almost like once my urethra is sitting against wet fabric, it just wants to stay a little open and keep me wet.
    Yesterday I went to the beach for a solo swim (I was meeting up with friends aftter), and immediately upon arrival, I noticed I really had to pee. I had been drinking water the whole drive, probably at least 1 litre, and it had been over an hour in the car, plus I might've skipped peeing before the drive on purpose, knowing I'd get to pee in the water😜. By the time I got towels laid down on the sand, I realized I could barely stand up and walk to the water without risking peeing all down my legs in full view of other beachgoers. I actually lost a couple drips in my white shorts before taking them off, so naturally I decided to sit back down on the sand and relax a little in my bathing suit bottoms to relieve some pressure. It felt lovely and naughty to pee into the already warm sand in the sun, so I sat my wet little butt back down on my towel and read my book for a while, sipping water and waiting for my urge to build again. I had by no means emptied my bladder, I was still at about a 5/10 right after peeing because I wanted to enjoy a nice moderate urge while I read my book.
    After about half an hour, I realized 1) I was back up to a VERY full bladder 2) I was leaking pee totally involuntarily into my swim bottoms (and a few dribbles on my towel) every time I moved around. I decided it was high time I jumped in the water and released my bursting bladder, but apparently it couldn't wait. Now that my swim bottoms were quite soaked, every few steps down the beach triggered a drip or leak, as though I had no control over my bladder at all. One after another, I'd feel warm bursts soak into my swim bottoms. Thankfully they were all very tiny and I wasn't peeing down my legs, just feeling all these little gushes no one could see. It was crazy though, to have that little control, all because of wearing wet bottoms, as though my bladder completely had a mind of its own.
    As I stepped into the water, the shock of the cold really made me start to squirm, and I had to rush deeper in as my pee started to dribble down my legs and spread across my bum. I splashed my feet as much as I could to make sure it wasn't visible as I ran, pee spraying out around me. Soon, I was finally deep enough to cover my whole body. I faced the horizon and began to tread, releasing a delicious cloud of oh-so-warm pee into the cold water all around me. I stayed there for a minute, basking in the warm pee, before I swam around, took some nature photos and eventually made it back to my towel.
    To my surpise, even with what felt like an empty bladder afterwards, the wet fabric continued to work its magic and I had several more tiny leaks in my swim bottoms quite accidentally as I walked back and while sitting on my towel. I met up with friends after this for dinner by the beach town and there was nowhere to change so I put my dry white shorts and shirt on over my wet bathing suit. One of my friends actually joked that the wet bathing suit soaking onto my shorts made it look like I had peed myself, and I was well aware... Little did they know I had realized I already looked wet and released a few tiny trickles on purpose on the way to the restaurant. I had a nice time out with my friends (nothing omo while I was with them) and on the way home, I kept happily leaking - some on purpose, some by accident - in my very wet shorts and swim bottoms.
    When I got home, I went out to my backyard and released the rest of my bladder on purpose in my shorts, a delicious end to a wet and wonderful beach day.
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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from YesIamThatDan in Maybe an odd fantasy, but... drummers?   
    This reminds me of an exact story I found on Reddit:
     
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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from MossIcon in Maybe an odd fantasy, but... drummers?   
    This reminds me of an exact story I found on Reddit:
     
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    SomewhatSoaked reacted to Mary127 in Out on a run   
    This morning I went for a run, even though it was pretty hot and humid outside. I made sure to drink plenty of water and brought a liter sized water bottle with me, though if you’ve read any of my previous posts you know that that much water means I’ll get desperate pretty quick. I knew that and decided to have some fun and be a bit risky. In addition to my sports bra and athletic shorts, I wore some VERY tight spandex to make it harder to relieve myself when I inevitably would have to go. No incontinence pads or pulls ups or anything. 
    I seriously underestimated how hot it was and drank a lot of water on my run. I drank 3/4ths of the whole bottle very quickly. Before I even hit mile 2 of my run, the intense urge to pee hit me all at once and I stopped in my tracks and crossed my legs and shoved my hands in my crotch. My efforts didn’t matter as I let out a huge involuntary leak that made a wet spot on my shorts. I ran to the nearest porta potty at a nearby park with both hands in my crotch, only to find that it was occupied. I bit my lip and potty danced, trying to hold on for just a minute or two more. A few seconds later, the second wave of urgency came, and this one was much stronger. No matter how much I squeezed my crotch and tensed my muscles, a bigger leak came out and made a small puddle underneath me before I managed to regain control. At this point I knew I had like 30 seconds max before I wet myself, but what else could I do? It was a public park with people around, no place to discreetly relieve my struggling bladder. I rubbed the bottom of my bottle on my pussy, as I still had it with me. At last, the third and final wave came, and this was was even more powerful. I couldn’t stop it. I started peeing full force and the puddle underneath me grew and grew. The person in the porta potty finally came out and I practically pushed them aside and locked the door. I tried to rip down my spandex, but it was mud too difficult and way too late. I sat and finished peeing straight through it. I drank the rest of my water and realized how hot and humid it still was. I almost forgot because of how badly I needed to pee. I pulled my spandex down and took of my sports bra. I was now completely naked in the porta potty. My body was drenched in sweat. That whole situation felt so good I masturbated and orgasmed right there in the porta potty, before putting on my clothes again and finishing my run
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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from AnotherGuy in Maybe an odd fantasy, but... drummers?   
    This reminds me of an exact story I found on Reddit:
     
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    SomewhatSoaked reacted to Cutiepie135 in I told my boyfriend.   
    Hi all! I know it’s been a while since I posted. School started a couple weeks ago so I‘ve been a bit preoccupied.
    This story happened yesterday. No wetting, but there is a small bit of bladder control at the end.
    So I’m at my boyfriend’s, the same one from my other story. We’re cuddling in bed, and cuddling leads to some naughty activities. He tells me he has to pee, but he can’t atm because of his boner. 
     
    I opened my mouth jokingly, and told him to go ahead.
    He looked at me and said “You..want me to pee in your mouth?”
    This is where my nerves get shot. “What? Nah, nah!”
    ”You sure?”
    ”I’m sure!” But I give him a look that says I want him to. He raised an eyebrow.
    ”(Name), you would actually like that? I mean, I’m down, just I’m not drinking pee.”
    This is where I realize. It’s over. He knows. I have to tell him, now or never.
    ”Baby..I have something to tell you.” I am visibly nervous, so much so that my body is shaking uncontrollably.
    He smiles at me. “What is it?”
    After a minute of awkward silence and fumbling of words..I say it.
    ”I have a piss kink.”
    ”Wait, really?”
    ”Yeah..I’m sorry. I’m really ashamed of it. I try not to delve into it.”
    He looks at me with a loving expression and just holds me. “It’s okay. To be honest, it’s one of the tamer ones of those weird kinks. I don’t even think that’s weird. Honestly..I think it’s hot. How did that come about?”
    I told him that I had a few accidents when I was younger that led to me developing the kink. I’m still embarrassed to hell, face red, breath shaky. “I never wanted you to find out.”
    ”You know..now that I think about it..I want you to piss on my dick.”
    That made me BRIGHT red. The fact that my boyfriend of almost 5 years, is not only not grossed out by my fetish, but is ALREADY fantasizing after I told him 15 minutes ago, had me floored. This was the best case scenario. 
    “Do you..have a piss kink?”
    ”I didn’t think I did. I mean, I’d watch porn, and like it when pee was involved, but I didn’t think..”
    I smiled at him. “You have one too.”
    So not only does he think it’s hot, but he wants to try stuff too. So I experimented with that when he asked me what I wanted him to do, the kind of things I liked. Immediately I said, “I like you telling me I can’t go pee. That I have to hold it.”
    “Interesting.”
    Timeskip to a couple of hours later. I’m getting ready for us to go Walmart. I’m wearing an anime t shirt and a pink skirt that’s a little too short. He said he would take me so I could grab a couple of items. I go to the gas station first, and that’s when it hits me.
    ”Daddy?”
    ”Yes?”
    ”I..have to go pee.”
    ”No. You have to hold it. You’re not allowed to go pee. We don’t have time for that and I don’t want to be left alone.”
    I bite my lip as my heart races. I fantasized about this for damn near our whole relationship, but this is ACTUALLY happening now. 
    “Okay..” I whined.
    I pump the gas and head to Walmart. My need isn’t dire, but it’s there. Probably a 5/10. We walk inside and we look around at clothes, makeup, and Magic cards. He’s taking an awfully long time looking at the Magic cards, so I ask again. I’m too shy to ask out loud in public, so I text him. 
    “Can I go pee now? Please?”
    He checks his phone and smirks at me. “No. Don’t ask again.”
    I whine slightly, and he grabs the cards that he wants and we check out. On the way home, I’m squirming a little in my seat. It probably wasn’t that bad, but I like to perform in front of him. So I was really squirming and whining. 
    “Aww, what’s wrong? Do you have to go pee?”
    ”Yes..” I whimpered, my hand on my thigh. 
    “Maybe if you’re nice and sweet, I’ll let you go. But you have to be good.”
    Normally, I would protest. I’m a bratty sub, and I usually take issue with his orders. But not this time. I don’t say another word and I try and be quiet and good.
    “I know what you could do to spice things up.” I say after a minute or so of silence. 
    “What’s that, baby?”
    ”Push on my bladder. That makes it so much better.”
    He obliges, and I whimper and moan a lot more than I thought I would. He only did it one time, but it was enough. Not only did I have to focus on driving, I had to focus on my bladder.
    We get near his house. I ask again.
    ”Am I allowed to go pee now?”
    ”Wait until I get in my room, and I’ll tell you.”
    We park and head inside. Here I thought relief would be coming soon. To my horror, I realized that wouldn’t be the case. As soon as I was about to ask him, he got called to do dishes. This takes about 15 minutes. 
     
    I thought about going pee while he was gone. As long as I told him that it was getting actually uncomfortable, and I did NOT want to have an accident, I know he wouldn’t mind. But I stuck it out. I held it. I played on my phone while he was doing dishes.
    He comes back after a while. “I guess you can go pee now.”
    I get up immediately, but before I leave, I turn to him. “This was my fantasy. You have no idea what you just did.”
    I go into the bathroom and pee for a few seconds. Nothing spectacular. But my mind is racing from yesterday. I’m pretty sure there will be a lot more stories to come from us in the future.
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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from Tellnoone in Maybe an odd fantasy, but... drummers?   
    This reminds me of an exact story I found on Reddit:
     
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    SomewhatSoaked reacted to petitewonder in I need some advice about wetting "better" in college-   
    There's a large variety of types of wetting that you can do, as long as you are taking other measures into account. 
    (I lived in a dorm in college and then with my nosy parents for awhile after I graduated).
    Supplies
    1. Always carry Ziplock bags, a plastic shopping bag or two, and some extra clothes with you (including socks!). That way, in a worst case scenario, you're prepared and can duck away to change. Ziplock bags, a plastic shopping bag, socks, and underwear won't take up too much space in a bag and leggings, athletic wear, or anything stretchy really shouldn't take up too much space either. Keep a larger amount of supplies in your car (if you have one) including towels. 
    2. Take non or lightly scented wipes with you to clean off excess moisture. 
    3. Keep some fruit drinks or soda in your car in case it's a worse worst case scenario and you need an excuse right away. 
    Types of Clothing 
    1. As others have said here, a long dress or skirt can work well too. Just be mindful of the fact that if you sit down in grass that your skirt isn't underneath you so it doesn't get wet.
    2. Consider wearing a bathing suit bottom instead of underwear as that can help a bit with moisture. 
    3. Go for darker colors to hide the visible wetness better. 
    4. If you're going for diapers, get adult pull-ups that you can get at the pharmacy but look up reviews online (on forums like this) for absorbency first. Key words like "overnight" and "maximum absorbency" are good to look for. You're less likely to leak in these. 
    Locations
    1. Outside is good if you can do so without being detected. Only do so inside if there is a drain like a dorm shower or a gym shower, or, if in another location, make sure it's one you're willing and able to fully and discreetly clean afterward. 
    2. Grass is usually better than a sidewalk where a puddle would show more. 
    Miscellaneous
    1. Try to not have it be your first pee of the day and drink water throughout the day. Your pee will be more diluted and that will cut down on the scent. 
    2. If possible, try to get some alone time in your dorm in between classes and try to casually set up a policy of you and your roommate texting each other if you'll be home late or early, if classes got cancelled, etc. If your classes are scheduled too close together this semester, try to space out your class schedule more next semester, as long as it still works out for you coursework-wise. 
    3. Keep laundry in mind. The scent of pee can cling to clothes so you'll want to wash them as soon as possible, thrown in among your other clothes. 
    4. Do not pee on the bed unless you're sure you'll have ample time to clean your sheets. 
     
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    SomewhatSoaked reacted to Mariner62 in Wife wets while at golf course. (First public wetting)   
    To me, this is the best wetting she's ever done, because it was a genuine accident at a public golf course.
    We were at 9 hole best ball tournament with her sister and son along as well.  She started with the hard seltzers at the first tee and with the warm evening was consuming them at a faster than normal pace.  At the 4th tee she's saying she's got to pee pretty bad, but still continues drinking.  During play on the fifth hold he crosses her legs and shoves her hand between her thighs.  Then lifts up the front of her light blue skort to show me a nice sized wet patch.  We continue on with play and now she's crossing her legs and bending her knees to hold it whenever standing to take a shot.  As we continue on, we hit a bump in the fairway that causes another leak.  There's now a considerable wet patch in the crotch, but nothing is showing thru the back side, and I reassure her, that it's not noticeable.  I can tell she's getting rather nervous about having a full blown accident in the middle of the course.  We play on, one more leak during play on the 8th hole.  Very wet in the crotch, but still not noticeable on the outer layer.  On the final tee, her sister whiffs and she begins to laugh, and quickly she bends, and shoves her hand between her legs again, and pauses a minute before teeing up her shot.  As much as I love to see her wet, this was the last place I wanted it to happen, as it may deter future wettings even at home.  After taking her tee shot, we get in the cart, and she shows me how wet she is and lets me touch.  Soaked!.  Soaked! Soaked!  We get to club house and I check her backside for signs.  How she managed to completely soak her panties and inside layer of the skort without getting the back wet is pretty amazing.  This was beyond a doubt the most exciting wetting I've seen with her.  Unplanned accidents are the best, and being in public and not getting caught was exciting.  The only downside to this whole evening was that neither of us had a camera or phone to get a few pictures.
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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from ClayJayton in Last time you wet yourself?   
    Just now!
    How it started:

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    How it ended:


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    SomewhatSoaked reacted to Cutiepie135 in Holding until I can’t anymore   
    Dang!! You guys have really big bladders 😩 I feel like I do too, I haven’t tested the waters (pun intended) so I feel like I can hold a lot more than I give myself credit for.
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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from Cutiepie135 in Holding until I can’t anymore   
    I wasn’t full to the brim just felt a pretty urgent need to go. I’ve never really measured so it’s hard to say how much. It was probably 20% less than a usual frantic wetting where I am as full as I can be.
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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from Cutiepie135 in Holding until I can’t anymore   
    Nice! You could start with a 500mL bottle of water.
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    SomewhatSoaked reacted to SoggyShorts in Omo fantasies...   
    I'm really more about the wet than the hold.  I originally had it in mind to drop a few in this message, but I am just going to drop this one for now, and if I think of it, I'll drop some more later.
    I'd love to have a cute woman sit in my lap, someplace in public, probably a bar.  She is wearing a short skirt.  She flashed her panties at me earlier, so I know the ones she is wearing are super cute, too.  She teases me sexually, of course, but also teases me about how she needs to pee.  Then she leans in and whispers in my ear, "I'm going pee right now."  Just then, I feel the warm sensation of her pee soaking into the front of my pants.  As her flow accelerates, I hear her piss hissing loudly as it blasts out of her pussy and into her panties.  The blast of her piss saturates my pants and very soon it's dripping off of the edge of my seat, and splashing onto the floor below.  Wow, she really had to go pretty bad.  She's still pissing. 
    Finally, the hiss dies down, she wraps her arms around me, looks me in the eyes and smiles.  "I'm done!" she cheerfully declares.  She leans in and kisses me, then whispers in my ear, "Your turn."
    Well, I'm already wet, so I might as well, right?  I'm hard as a rock, though, so my dribble is kind of pathetic at first, but then builds to a crescendo.  "Ooh!" I hear her declare, "I can feel that in my panties!"  I keep going as forcefully as I can muster. 
    As I finish, she starts grinding against me.  Knowing that her super cute little panties are saturated as my pants, I am very quickly brought to the point where I blow a massive load of cum into my pants as well.  She remains there the rest of the night, until it is time to take her home, both of us ordering drinks and just peeing in our clothes whenever we need for the rest of the evening.
     
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    SomewhatSoaked reacted to SoggyShorts in How do you Wet yourself? Looking to have some fun   
    Yeah, I know, but I love that moment of no return, the second that the stream contacts the waistband of your pants, and watching that stream soak in and quickly run down the inside before letting go of the waistband and fully committing to the wet.
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    SomewhatSoaked reacted to Wetlifter37 in Festival Wetting (unplanned)   
    Okay, the story of my first unplanned wetting this weekend. I was at a festival, somewhat late at night, with a good friend. We had been drinking beer and we had also been sharing a large mixed drink in a 1.5 liter water bottle. We were both pretty drunk, the music was great, and we were having a fantastic time, but all those liquids were starting to catch up to me and I could feel a growing pleasant pressure in my bladder. My friend wasn't showing any signs of desperation yet - figures - I have an overactive bladder so I always feel it first and worse. At this point in the evening, we had just finished hearing a concert and had headed to a busy street that was closed off for the festival, which was packed with people  queuing up to get into clubs or dancing in small street parties outside. I tried to hold on a little because I knew my friend - lets call her Sarah - wanted to get into a club. But soon I felt the first wave of desperation hit me and I felt a couple drops escape. Nothing major, just enough to dampen my underwear, but enough to make me alert Sarah that I needed to find a bathroom.
    This next part is going to sound like an omo cliché - I'm aware because as it was happening that was the first thing I thought: is this actually for real? We asked if I could use the bathroom at an A&W, it was closed. At a Wendy's: closed. Starbucks: not available unless you bought something. I considered it, but I was worried I could lose control in the line inside and I told Sarah that, so we kept looking. We tried a convenience store but they didn't even have a washroom (they probably just didn't want us to use it). It seemed that literally every establishment we tried had closed their bathrooms for the festival weekend, a really smart move when there would be tons of people drinking alcohol and getting desperate. So Sarah decided we should try a club with a shorter line, even though it wasn't the one we wanted to go to. Since it was an emergency, she thought maybe I could just go in, use the washroom and then find the club we wanted to go to after. 
    The line  was shorter than most of the other clubs, but it was still a good 15 or 20 minutes, and I started feeling more and more of the telltale waves of intense desperation that come with overactive bladder. I was drunk, so I was having a hard time hiding them on my face and in my body language, and with each wave, I felt my sphincter  get a little closer to giving up. On the next wave, I resolved myself to release a few trickles into my pants, just to ease off the pressure. I waited, chatting with Sarah, and like clockwork, the familiar wave hit. Perhaps overreacting to the promise of what I was about to do, I felt my tired sphincter give up and the floodgates open all on their own. Splash, my bladder released all at once, filling my underwear, flooding my dark cargo pants, and streaming right down my legs into my shoes. Thankfully, the music and the din of people talking all around us in the crowd was quite loud, so Sarah somehow didn't hear the spattering of me pissing my pants and the pavement, RIGHT beside her. The people in line behind us must have seen though, because those cargo pants glisten like nobody's business when wet, and there were definitely streams splashing onto the concrete for a solid several seconds.
    Realizing there was no point in hiding the obvious, I nudged Sarah and giggled,
    "I just peed my pants". Just matter of fact. What else was I supposed to say? It was obvious enough if you looked and it would be more embarrassing if I didn't just own it.
    I distinctly remember her asking, "like a lot or a little". Well it was supposed to be a little... "Let's just say I don't have to pee at all anymore".
    Her eyes got wide and she laughed again, looking down to examine my wet pants. She never looked disgusted or grossed out, just amused. "I bet if you told them you pissed yourself they'd let you jump the line and go in to change," she suggested.
    "Yeah I'm not gonna do that," I laughed.
    We decided to just leave the line and make our way back through the busy  crowd, me in my soaked cargo pants, toward the club we had been wanting to go to. It was a half hour wait, but I assured Sarah I didn't mind as long as I got to change eventually. It was dark, my pants were dark, and most people were drunk and totally consumed with themselves, so nobody paid attention. The cooling pee against the night breeze felt lovely on my legs and crotch and I was able to change when we got into the club. I had come prepared and brought a pair of short, loose black shorts - these ones quick dry. We'd been drinking more in the line though, and some water too to stay hydrated, so those shorts didn't stay dry for long. I wouldn't have left a mess for people to slip in/clean up in the club,  but I did release enough dribbles in my shorts while dancing throughout the night to nicely dampen my bum and since the shorts were loose, some streaks escaped onto my thighs. 
    As the night wore on, Sarah ended up kissing me and once my shorts had dried a bit, we danced really close together. I don't know if she was into me wetting, or just didn't think it was a big deal, but we certainly didn't let it put a damper (haha) on a great night.
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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from BladderLad in Wet blue....   
    Couldn’t hold it and leaked down to my knees! Regained control for now and am waiting for the full soaking.

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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from FinnTheStinky in Being a gay male in omorashi.org is pain   
    I’m a straight male, but feel free to check out my posts! Everything I share is geared towards the non-sexual aspect of omo. I plan to keep sharing pics and stories while I think back on my experiences.
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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from Canarashi in Planned Hold Unexpected Wetting   
    I’m glad you enjoyed it! I would definitely recommend giving it try, it’s a major thrill. I also really like your picture, Bateman!
    Thank you! Yes it was an absolutely insane thrill. All of the wetting parts were definitely involuntary! I’m fortunate enough that if I’m mentally prepared my body will let me have a real accident. Most times I don’t want to have one, then I’m able to hold it. 
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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from Pantywetter77 in Wet blue....   
    Couldn’t hold it and leaked down to my knees! Regained control for now and am waiting for the full soaking.

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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from Can'tFoolOwls in Planned Hold Unexpected Wetting   
    I am back to share another experience after going through the list in my head.
    This one started as a planned hold that was supposed to end in a discrete wetting, but as the title says, it did not end quite as planned.
    I had two errands to run for the day and decided to wear a burgundy athletic t-shirt with black joggers that are fleece on the inside and more athletic material on the outside. I specifically planned the joggers because they are black and the athletic material combines to make them pretty much undetectable when wet.
    In the early afternoon I started to drink some water casually and over the course of 2 hours or so I drank 2L of water. I know looking back that was a little aggressive on the consumption and luckily it did not cause any problems but I am definitely more careful now after this experience. My goal was to run my first errand which was a quick store pickup and then head to the grocery store for a quick list of a couple items. The idea was that I would make it all the way through the grocery store and, based on timing, I would end up wetting myself discreetly in the grocery store parking lot or make it home and barely get out of my car to wet myself before going in. Again, based on the title, it didn’t quite end up going to plan.
    After finishing my 2L of water, I grabbed a bottle to sip on and headed out to my first errand. The trip there was not too eventful I had not felt much affect from the water yet. I got inside to get my pickup order and headed back out to my car. I think sometime on my way out I realized the water was already starting to hit me. That was ok with me as I wanted to push myself and really get desperate during this outing. Since I was already feeling it, I grabbed the trash bag I brought with me and laid it out on my seat. I was not fully prepared as I was expecting to wet somewhere outside of my car and did not bring any towels to absorb any wetting. The trash bag was just supposed to protect my seat from my wet pants after I let it go outside somewhere.
    With my single layer of protection in place, I set off for the grocery store. When I started the drive this is when the bladder filling began to steadily rise at a quick rate. I was hanging in there, but the desperation was going to start increasing very rapidly during the drive. At the half way point there I had to start holding myself and was already getting frantic. I was getting a little worried at this point, but was determined to carry on and finish my plan. By the time I was pulling into the grocery store I was almost at my complete limit. I was going to have to modify my plan on the fly to make sure I escape without being caught and absolutely not make a mess anywhere inside or near anyone.
    I sat in my parking spot for a moment to gain my composure and got out to go inside. Upon fully standing up, I felt a small leak escape. Fortunately I was able to stop it right away and after I got used to standing, I felt like I was back in control again. I headed towards the door and still kept my composure. My first stop was the pharmacy to pickup a prescription. Luckily there was only one person in line at the register so I figured I would be able to make it through this stop. As I stood waiting I did my best to look as composed as possible and not give away any signs of desperation. I think I did well with this and by the time it was my turn to step up to the counter, my lower half was hidden from view. When I went to talk I sounded a little strained but I think it was not enough to be too obvious. I took the opportunity to squirm and shift my weight while leaning on the counter. I finally received my prescription and turned to walk through the store to get my couple of items. As I turned I felt myself leak a little.  It was enough to show a golf ball sized wet spot but only if you looked very closely and soon it faded into the joggers to where it was essentially not visible. Luckily my choice of pants were going to help me through this adventure.
    I grabbed a basket to hide my front and give me some form of coverage and safety to get out as quickly as possible. I made a beeline for my first aisle and stopped to make my choice but this caused me to spurt, uh oh. I immediately picked up walking again to make a short lap and help get myself back in control. Stopping and standing was going to be a huge challenge I found out. On my lap I ended up at another aisle where I was able to almost do a grab and go while not having to stop. This helped give me confidence to circle back and grab the two additional items I needed which were near each other. On the walk there I almost started to overflow and lose control but I was able to battle back and regain control. I think I let out two to three leaks while walking but they were small and controlled enough to provide a microscopic amount of relief allowing me to carry on. I arrived at the second to last item and was able to grab it quick enough and keep moving so that I didn’t risk losing control. The final item was going to take about a minute to decide on so I knew it would be the hardest part. I got to the part of the aisle I needed and was doing my best to squirm and shift my weight discreetly enough to maintain control while not drawing attention to myself. I think I succeeded very well in that. I had to let out another leak to help get me through but, after that, I had everything I needed to head to the checkout.
    It was definitely busier than I was expecting and I was hoping to hit a checkout with an actual person so I did not have to move too much but, to my dismay, the lines were far too long and the self checkout was much shorter. I pulled into the line for the self checkout and noticed a woman wearing scrubs was bagging her last item so that was going to be the checker that I would use. In my head I frantically begged her to hurry up and get the heck out of there. She luckily made a quick payment and was on her way. Now for the final challenge of the hold, scan, bag, and pay.
    I positioned my basket such that it obstructed some of the view of my lower half so that I could focus on getting my items scanned and bagged without worrying if a few leaks happened. There were a lineup of people for the self checkouts so I knew they would be able to casually see me going through this process. With that in mind I tried my best not to be too frantic or squirmy but that proved to be extremely difficult. I sacrificed a few big spurts in exchange for drawing less attention to myself. I think I still made it though the spurts without anyone noticing as my black pants were still keeping the wetness unnoticeable. When I finished scanning and bagging, I was wet to about my knees so no mess was made and I felt like this amount of leakage gave me enough control to pay and head for the exit. I felt the most in control since entering the store and thought I bought myself enough time to get to my car and discreetly unload the torrent of pee which was begging to come out.
    I parked towards the back hoping to be away from any people, but with the crowd on this day, I was not comfortable enough with wetting myself there in the parking lot. I still felt in control so I thought I would maybe just be able to get home quick enough and finish soaking myself after pulling in. With that new goal in mind, I quickly loaded my groceries and hopped in my car. I still had my trash bag on my seat so I felt comfortable enough that I wouldn’t be transferring any current wetness to my seat.
    I made my way through the same neighborhood from “My Most Recent Accident” and was still ok and felt in control. I came up to an unprotected left turn and there was a person in front of me waiting to turn left as the traffic from the other direction allowed. As I pulled up behind him to stop, I felt the strongest most overwhelming wave of desperation so far. It was too strong to resist, so a torrent began flooding out of me and I tried to lift off of my seat a little bit to prevent as much damage as possible. I felt an overwhelming sensation of relief and panic that I was finally able to unleash the pent up ocean in my bladder, but also the extreme fear of soaking my car seat. I got enough relief after about 7 seconds of full force release followed by another 3 or 4 seconds before I was able to regain control, fighting with all my might. I felt a puddle between my legs and, amidst this soaking, I had to execute my left turn while hoping I didn’t spill too much over the front of the seat onto the floor. I felt a little bit spill over but the rest of the puddle soaked back into my pants. I felt like that was the best case scenario and I may be able to make it out without too much damage.
    My adrenaline was now pumping after the rush from relief, so I was able to make the rest of the journey home while maintaining my control. The torrent that flowed out of me definitely let off a lot of pressure so I was feeling much more comfortable, and soaked. I pulled in and decided to finish my plan of letting the rest out before grabbing my groceries and heading inside. I got out and crouched down behind my car and relaxed to let the rest of my pee flow while allowing the relief to wash over me.
    Based on the position of wetting, I got wet up the front and back of my shirt to around navel level. With my shirt color, this was definitely noticeable but with my pants hiding the wetness it would most likely not look like I had peed myself. I figured I could hurry inside to safety with no problem. Now that I was empty, relieved, and thoroughly soaked, I grabbed everything out of my car and headed inside. Upon inspecting the damage, there were only two damp spots on my seat around baseball sized and a damp patch on the floor in front of my seat around football size. In the days following these went away and did not cause any smell or adverse damage fortunately.
    This was an extremely thrilling experience, probably my most thrilling to date, and I hope I was able to convey just how it felt. I would definitely like to chase this type of experience sometime again in the future and all of the feelings that came with it. In closing I would also like to reiterate that my plan was to discreetly wet myself outside and away from people. If at any point that I was in the store and felt that I was losing control fully, I was going to get to the bathroom which was close to the area I was shopping. I know my limit and abilities so fortunately I made out of this experience without being caught or making a mess. Black athletic pants are definitely a great wetting choice!
    I hope that everyone who decided to embark on the recounting of this tale with me enjoyed it and if you have any feedback I would like to hear it! I’ll start thinking about the next experience I can write up if anyone would like to hear another. 
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    SomewhatSoaked got a reaction from YouDon'tSeeMe in Planned Hold Unexpected Wetting   
    I am back to share another experience after going through the list in my head.
    This one started as a planned hold that was supposed to end in a discrete wetting, but as the title says, it did not end quite as planned.
    I had two errands to run for the day and decided to wear a burgundy athletic t-shirt with black joggers that are fleece on the inside and more athletic material on the outside. I specifically planned the joggers because they are black and the athletic material combines to make them pretty much undetectable when wet.
    In the early afternoon I started to drink some water casually and over the course of 2 hours or so I drank 2L of water. I know looking back that was a little aggressive on the consumption and luckily it did not cause any problems but I am definitely more careful now after this experience. My goal was to run my first errand which was a quick store pickup and then head to the grocery store for a quick list of a couple items. The idea was that I would make it all the way through the grocery store and, based on timing, I would end up wetting myself discreetly in the grocery store parking lot or make it home and barely get out of my car to wet myself before going in. Again, based on the title, it didn’t quite end up going to plan.
    After finishing my 2L of water, I grabbed a bottle to sip on and headed out to my first errand. The trip there was not too eventful I had not felt much affect from the water yet. I got inside to get my pickup order and headed back out to my car. I think sometime on my way out I realized the water was already starting to hit me. That was ok with me as I wanted to push myself and really get desperate during this outing. Since I was already feeling it, I grabbed the trash bag I brought with me and laid it out on my seat. I was not fully prepared as I was expecting to wet somewhere outside of my car and did not bring any towels to absorb any wetting. The trash bag was just supposed to protect my seat from my wet pants after I let it go outside somewhere.
    With my single layer of protection in place, I set off for the grocery store. When I started the drive this is when the bladder filling began to steadily rise at a quick rate. I was hanging in there, but the desperation was going to start increasing very rapidly during the drive. At the half way point there I had to start holding myself and was already getting frantic. I was getting a little worried at this point, but was determined to carry on and finish my plan. By the time I was pulling into the grocery store I was almost at my complete limit. I was going to have to modify my plan on the fly to make sure I escape without being caught and absolutely not make a mess anywhere inside or near anyone.
    I sat in my parking spot for a moment to gain my composure and got out to go inside. Upon fully standing up, I felt a small leak escape. Fortunately I was able to stop it right away and after I got used to standing, I felt like I was back in control again. I headed towards the door and still kept my composure. My first stop was the pharmacy to pickup a prescription. Luckily there was only one person in line at the register so I figured I would be able to make it through this stop. As I stood waiting I did my best to look as composed as possible and not give away any signs of desperation. I think I did well with this and by the time it was my turn to step up to the counter, my lower half was hidden from view. When I went to talk I sounded a little strained but I think it was not enough to be too obvious. I took the opportunity to squirm and shift my weight while leaning on the counter. I finally received my prescription and turned to walk through the store to get my couple of items. As I turned I felt myself leak a little.  It was enough to show a golf ball sized wet spot but only if you looked very closely and soon it faded into the joggers to where it was essentially not visible. Luckily my choice of pants were going to help me through this adventure.
    I grabbed a basket to hide my front and give me some form of coverage and safety to get out as quickly as possible. I made a beeline for my first aisle and stopped to make my choice but this caused me to spurt, uh oh. I immediately picked up walking again to make a short lap and help get myself back in control. Stopping and standing was going to be a huge challenge I found out. On my lap I ended up at another aisle where I was able to almost do a grab and go while not having to stop. This helped give me confidence to circle back and grab the two additional items I needed which were near each other. On the walk there I almost started to overflow and lose control but I was able to battle back and regain control. I think I let out two to three leaks while walking but they were small and controlled enough to provide a microscopic amount of relief allowing me to carry on. I arrived at the second to last item and was able to grab it quick enough and keep moving so that I didn’t risk losing control. The final item was going to take about a minute to decide on so I knew it would be the hardest part. I got to the part of the aisle I needed and was doing my best to squirm and shift my weight discreetly enough to maintain control while not drawing attention to myself. I think I succeeded very well in that. I had to let out another leak to help get me through but, after that, I had everything I needed to head to the checkout.
    It was definitely busier than I was expecting and I was hoping to hit a checkout with an actual person so I did not have to move too much but, to my dismay, the lines were far too long and the self checkout was much shorter. I pulled into the line for the self checkout and noticed a woman wearing scrubs was bagging her last item so that was going to be the checker that I would use. In my head I frantically begged her to hurry up and get the heck out of there. She luckily made a quick payment and was on her way. Now for the final challenge of the hold, scan, bag, and pay.
    I positioned my basket such that it obstructed some of the view of my lower half so that I could focus on getting my items scanned and bagged without worrying if a few leaks happened. There were a lineup of people for the self checkouts so I knew they would be able to casually see me going through this process. With that in mind I tried my best not to be too frantic or squirmy but that proved to be extremely difficult. I sacrificed a few big spurts in exchange for drawing less attention to myself. I think I still made it though the spurts without anyone noticing as my black pants were still keeping the wetness unnoticeable. When I finished scanning and bagging, I was wet to about my knees so no mess was made and I felt like this amount of leakage gave me enough control to pay and head for the exit. I felt the most in control since entering the store and thought I bought myself enough time to get to my car and discreetly unload the torrent of pee which was begging to come out.
    I parked towards the back hoping to be away from any people, but with the crowd on this day, I was not comfortable enough with wetting myself there in the parking lot. I still felt in control so I thought I would maybe just be able to get home quick enough and finish soaking myself after pulling in. With that new goal in mind, I quickly loaded my groceries and hopped in my car. I still had my trash bag on my seat so I felt comfortable enough that I wouldn’t be transferring any current wetness to my seat.
    I made my way through the same neighborhood from “My Most Recent Accident” and was still ok and felt in control. I came up to an unprotected left turn and there was a person in front of me waiting to turn left as the traffic from the other direction allowed. As I pulled up behind him to stop, I felt the strongest most overwhelming wave of desperation so far. It was too strong to resist, so a torrent began flooding out of me and I tried to lift off of my seat a little bit to prevent as much damage as possible. I felt an overwhelming sensation of relief and panic that I was finally able to unleash the pent up ocean in my bladder, but also the extreme fear of soaking my car seat. I got enough relief after about 7 seconds of full force release followed by another 3 or 4 seconds before I was able to regain control, fighting with all my might. I felt a puddle between my legs and, amidst this soaking, I had to execute my left turn while hoping I didn’t spill too much over the front of the seat onto the floor. I felt a little bit spill over but the rest of the puddle soaked back into my pants. I felt like that was the best case scenario and I may be able to make it out without too much damage.
    My adrenaline was now pumping after the rush from relief, so I was able to make the rest of the journey home while maintaining my control. The torrent that flowed out of me definitely let off a lot of pressure so I was feeling much more comfortable, and soaked. I pulled in and decided to finish my plan of letting the rest out before grabbing my groceries and heading inside. I got out and crouched down behind my car and relaxed to let the rest of my pee flow while allowing the relief to wash over me.
    Based on the position of wetting, I got wet up the front and back of my shirt to around navel level. With my shirt color, this was definitely noticeable but with my pants hiding the wetness it would most likely not look like I had peed myself. I figured I could hurry inside to safety with no problem. Now that I was empty, relieved, and thoroughly soaked, I grabbed everything out of my car and headed inside. Upon inspecting the damage, there were only two damp spots on my seat around baseball sized and a damp patch on the floor in front of my seat around football size. In the days following these went away and did not cause any smell or adverse damage fortunately.
    This was an extremely thrilling experience, probably my most thrilling to date, and I hope I was able to convey just how it felt. I would definitely like to chase this type of experience sometime again in the future and all of the feelings that came with it. In closing I would also like to reiterate that my plan was to discreetly wet myself outside and away from people. If at any point that I was in the store and felt that I was losing control fully, I was going to get to the bathroom which was close to the area I was shopping. I know my limit and abilities so fortunately I made out of this experience without being caught or making a mess. Black athletic pants are definitely a great wetting choice!
    I hope that everyone who decided to embark on the recounting of this tale with me enjoyed it and if you have any feedback I would like to hear it! I’ll start thinking about the next experience I can write up if anyone would like to hear another. 
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    SomewhatSoaked reacted to bustin2 in Wetting jeans sitting   
    Needed to pee badly
    Sat on a garden chair and just let it go
    Love the feeling of sitting in the puddle / wetness
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