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  1. mfmf

    Has anyone ever seen a real accident

    In Army basic training there was a drug test in the first few days we were there. Those that couldn’t pee were drinking water until they could provide a sample. By the end the group of us that took the longest to pee were pretty much chugging water. As you know once that much water is going through you all bets are off. I thought I wouldn’t have to pee again but to my horror within less than an hour I was about to explode. My bladder was minutes away from giving up when I made it to a portajohn. My friend wasn’t so lucky lol, his small bladder guaranteed what would happen. He pissed himself, completely soaking his pants. One girl was so overwhelmed that she would piss herself twice, unable to hold on once her bladder refilled after the first time she flooded her pants.
  2. mfmf

    How did you get into OMO?

    I vividly remember having an accident as I was entering puberty. It would take me a while longer to start exploring omo more but I think the experience was a tipping point for me. I was on a youth group trip in a forest and had been ignoring the urge to go while distracted. I had stood up and was walking to go pee in the woods and... I couldn’t hold it. The need just became overwhelming faster than my 12 year old self could react. I felt pain as my bladder muscles just gave out. Hot piss just started spraying into my pants uncontrollably. The utter shock I felt as I realized this was actually happening to me, me. How helpless I felt just paralyzed standing there peeing my pants. How everything that should have mattered like shame or self-control just disappeared until way too late. By the time I cut off the flow it was pointless. My pants were drenched down both legs and my shoes were soaked too. I wanted to cry from the sheer humiliation of it. I emptied the little left in my bladder and went to go change, shoving my sodden clothes in my backpack. It felt like forever until I was able to go home and wash the sticky feeling and shame off in the shower.
  3. I found that it really does help to add either alcoholic beverages or something with lots of caffeine like an energy drink to give you that extra push.
  4. Twice when I was in college, the first time I was walking home from a party after a night of heavy drinking. I had used the bathroom before leaving and it was only a mile or two so it couldn’t be that bad, right? As I got close to my building I realized that I had been wrong, I needed to go very soon or it wouldn’t be by choice. I was almost home so I decided that it would be better to just push on as fast as possible instead of messing around in an alleyway or behind a bush and risk getting seen by any of the roving police cars in the area. At the door of the building I felt something warm and a second later I felt it again. Realizing I had started spurting, I clamped down with my bladder muscles and tried to get to my apartment as fast as possible. Getting up the stairs wasn’t any easier and the spurts kept coming. Panicking I grabbed myself with my hand. My underwear was getting soaked and By the wet feeling on my hands I was sure it was becoming very obvious on my jeans. Thankfully the hallway was empty so no one saw the drunk student frantically holding their crotch having a slow motion accident. When I got to my door my bladder decided it was in charge and it wasn’t going to be just spurting anymore. As I fumbled with the keys a full on flood started and piss was now spraying out. After a second my drunk brain finally grasped that I was pissing myself completely and I staggered through the door and kicked off my shoes. My roommates were out of town but even if they weren’t it was too late to regain control anyways. I made a beeline to the bathroom, if anyone was there it would have been totally obvious what was happening. My crotch, running down my legs, onto the floor, a night of alcohol made its exit uncontrollably. The toilet seemed pointless now so I just stood in the bathtub and let myself finish. My face was flushed as I stood in a puddle, thankfully I was the only witness so it meant nothing other than some clean up and laundry. The second time I had made it home with any incident and the last thing I remembered was downing several glasses of water before going to bed to ward off the hangover headache. Crucially I didn’t remember going to the bathroom so I think you know how this went. I woke up feeling a little cold...As I came out of the fog and gathered my senses, I realized I was also sticky and wet. I had pissed myself in my sleep...massively. My underwear was obviously completely soaked and was at the center of a stain that went from my thighs up to the chest of the sodden t-shirt I was also wearing. When my bladder emptied itself piss had even sprayed up through the sheets and blankets over me. I could see a damp patch over my crotch area on the top blanket. As as I laid there trying to wrap my head around wetting the bed like a bratty kid I realized that I had a ton of laundry to do before anyone else woke up and that insult to injury I also needed to piss again. It was a long tired morning but I think I got everything cleaned up before anyone else got out of bed. I was lucky that time, again the only witness to my accident was myself.
  5. I was around 14-15 and I had already figured out that I had an interest... I began thinking about actually trying out what clearly was a turn-on. I was home alone and begun hydrating heavily as well as drinking some caffeinated tea. From some very close calls on road trips or in school I had figured out that caffeine could make me have to go...BAD. I wore some old sweatpants and t shirt and sat in front of the computer with a glass of juice. Over time my need went from just feeling full, to desperate, to oh shit you can’t sit still and have to hold yourself through your clothes. I felt that feeling when you know it’s happening and I went to the bathroom to wait for the inevitable to happen in the shower. I had thought about holding on to the last second and had even put a towel on my chair in case I burst but I chickened out. It didn’t take very long for my teenage bladder to get overwhelmed and my sweatpants to get completely soaked. It just kept coming and coming, I remember trying to fight it for a few seconds but almost instantly giving in to the relief...and something else that was little different from relief ?
  6. I had a college roommate that had an unfortunate tendency when drinking heavily (which she always was) to pass out and piss her pants. She threw out her office chair because she fell asleep at her desk and soaked everything overnight. Some people were a little upset over what happened to their sofas, beds, or carpets. I remember her once walking back in the morning from a party wearing the clothes she had passed out wearing and then peed in overnight as well as nasty comments sharpied all over her lol.
  7. mfmf

    Have you ever seen real wetting?

    Yes. My friend and a girl pissed their pants after a urinalysis in basic training during the first week. I guess they severely overhydrated and their bladders couldn’t handle all the water going through their bodies. Both were complete floodings, my friend’s pants were soaked and the girl was so overwhelmed that she would actually piss herself twice in around an hour leaving two puddles. I was pretty close to joining them, I could feel my muscles starting to give up and the pressure as the urine moved downwards until it would inevitably explode out of me..but I made it just barely lol and I spent the rest of the day taking every chance I could to pee. No one ever really spoke of it again.