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    curious_cat got a reaction from Gender-fluidss in Lost control during sex   
    This has almost happened to me so many times! I like the submissive nature of full bladder sex (and my partner likes the ... noises that accompany me having a full bladder) but I have not lost control ... yet. I'm so worried it would ruin the mood so if I feel like I can't hold it any more, I make him stop so I can use the bathroom! Little stories like these kind of give me confidence to just ... enjoy the situation a little more. ❤️
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    curious_cat got a reaction from Pee4me2 in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from KyrenA in Testing period panties (part II)   
    Okay, very much had an accident. Erm, I am one of those people who can orgasm simply from having a full bladder without any um, touching , so that happened. After that, I was like 'Oooo maybe I can make it to the bathroom'. Tried to get up and very much could not and my bladder had simply had enough because I was already going by then anyway haha. I peed for aaaaaages. Also, super disappointed in myself that I couldn't hold it longer. My bladder is so tiny. But. we'll blame the two cups of tea 🙃
    The period panties were absolutely no use in this situation. I'll have to try them with a normally full bladder one day for experimental purposes but like, past the leaking stage they were absolutely no use at all haha. Do not recommend. 
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    curious_cat got a reaction from SomeOddGaijin in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from wetgarth in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from watchingherwet in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
  7. Upvote
    curious_cat got a reaction from talks2much in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from Codedog92 in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from Wetlifter37 in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
  10. Upvote
    curious_cat got a reaction from Helena in Which of you pisses in the bed   
    I always wake up during or just after! When I wake up during, I can't always stop it right away so I get to errr ... enjoy helplessly wetting myself until I can stop it.
    Tbh, the first two times were annoying, but now I just go with it/enjoy it/find it exciting.  It's embarrassing telling my bf, but at this point, he just goes with it too (and kinda likes it/thinks it's cute). If the puddle isn't toooo damaging, I just pop a towel down, snuggle back into bed and go back to sleep. 
    I keep meaning to just finish in bed/let it happen next time I wake up during, but I haven't worked up the nerve to do it yet! I want to so bad though! The thought of just ... finishing and then going back to sleep REALLY appeals haha. 
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    curious_cat got a reaction from Mr Jack in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
  12. Upvote
    curious_cat got a reaction from Bismiris in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
  13. Upvote
    curious_cat got a reaction from Kei in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
  14. Upvote
    curious_cat got a reaction from waterrat in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from BlueWetter in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from slizzoo in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from Oriello in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from hubertheiser in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from slothmallow in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from Bazman in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from itibeti2 in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from vincp44 in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from jboarder64L in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from KyrenA in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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    curious_cat got a reaction from Ffrank in Watering the Plants/Watering my Panties   
    Today is quite a warm day in my part of the world. I had the afternoon to myself and wanted to have a lil fun, only, I wasn’t sure what kind of fun. I’d been drinking iced tea all afternoon due to the warmer weather, slowly getting more and more desperate, enjoying the feeling of fullness and the fact I had no idea where my bladder would be relieving itself when I realised I hadn’t watered the plants yet! Light bulb moment. 
    I was quite desperate at this point. Not leaky (a miracle for me) but quite full and quite squirmy. I had perfect control still though, which was perfect for this experiment.
    I was gonna pee my panties while I watered the plants on the balcony! Brave plan for me as I’ve never had such a public accident (my balcony is NOT very private). For reference, my dress is longish, just past my knees and this lovely light blue colour with puff sleeves. I’m girly and I like pretty dresess haha. My panties are a mix of cotton with a lace overlay and a light lavender purple. 
    —Wetting starts here—
    I filled the watering can to the brim and danced over to the furthest part of the balcony. I gave two plants a really good watering—enough to make the floor wet. This was a bit of torture as I was trying to hold back until the floor was wet enough! Moved over to the next set of plants and started on them and decided now was the time. I released a bit, or what I thought was a bit, but it was a lot more than I was expecting! My panties got warm all across the crotch and I felt my legs get warm under my dress as the pee pooled at my feet. It felt so strange feeling the warmth and the wetness snake down my legs knowing my dress was completely dry. 
    I finished the first can of water and went inside to fill it again. Standing at the sink was much more torturous the second time around as my bladder had had a taste of relief. I checked my panties and they were wet all the way from the front to the back. 
    I’d watered all the plants (and concrete 💛) on the far side and now was watering the plants in the middle. I didn’t even make sure the ground was wet this time. As I watered my rosemary plant, my bladder released too—almost in unison as the watering can watered the plant. It was more this time, and I could see it more visually collect around my feet in pools of a faint yellow, in contrast to the water running off from the plant. The fact I knew the warmth under my dress enveloping my crotch and pattering down my legs was me peeing my panties, but no-one would be able to tell from the outside was so fun. The relief was wonderful and I could’ve kept going but I was starting to feel nervous. I was standing in quite a puddle and my balcony is very much in public view. I knew no-one could actually see me, but just the thought was making me feel exposed. I stopped the flow as best I could, placed the watering can back and went inside to the bathroom, leaving pee foot prints across the concrete. 
    Once in the bathroom, I debated just using the toilet, but it felt too boring after all the fun outside. I needed to make a decision fast as I was still quite desperate. I stood where I was in front of the toilet and did a lil pee dance as I tried to decide what to do with myself. Little drops of pee were falling on my feet, from my wet panties or from leaks I don’t know, and that was enough to make me start leaking properly. I pressed my legs together tight to try and gain a little more decision making time, but the leaks didn’t stop and they were more constant streams by now, twisting around my legs. I gathered up the hem my dress in one hand to make sure it didn’t get wet and bit down a lil on my other hand as I gave up and let my bladder do it’s thing. I kept my legs pressed together initially as all the iced tea I’d consumed previously flowed into my panties, ran straight down my legs and once again gathered at my feet and then flowed down into the floor drain (thank god for floor drains). I stayed like that until the initial accident was finished, just rooted to the spot enjoying the warmth and the bliss of relief, and then, once the initial accident part was over, spread my legs out a little to let the rest out. I peed for quite a while, and this time it shot straight down as well as down my legs as I was actively allowing/slightly pushing the rest out. I kept the hem of my dress in my hand and looked down every once in a while to check the damage. 
    Once I was finished, I cleaned up floor and rinsed out my panties just slightly, wrung them out, and popped them back on. I’m now sitting back out on the balcony in my wet panties writing this. All in all a very enjoyable omorashi experience. 💗
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