Calicot

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    Ageplay
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  1. Calicot

    Live Action Omorashi

    Starting a hold now. Drank 1.5 16 oz bottles and following a hold challenge.
  2. Calicot

    Interactive Pee Holding Adventures

    I just tried this game. The one in London. It was so hard but I made it to the end. I was so desperate I thought I wasn't going to make it to the last scene. I was squirming and holding myself and doing every trick I knew and as soon as I got the scene in front of the toilet I exploded. Thank you for sharing.
  3. Calicot

    Live Action Omorashi

    I have another beer. Does that count?
  4. Calicot

    Live Action Omorashi

    Honestly less. About a 3. I had to let some out because people woke up and made it too awkward. But I really want to fill up again.
  5. Calicot

    Live Action Omorashi

    I'm still here.
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    Live Action Omorashi

    I haven't peed since 6 pm. It is now 11:47 pm. I've had a 15% alcohol beer and am continuing to drink. My bladder is at about a 6/10 and I'm trying to hold on until 3 am.
  7. Calicot

    Whats the best color leggings to show wetness?

    Light grey, blue, pink, any pastel color. Any color that will turn darker than it's original dry color.
  8. Calicot

    Anyone else not bothered by the amount of pee?

    The desperation is definitely more important than the capacity. Capacity holds are quite boring to me usually. The only time I actually like capacity is for the bladder bulge factor. Otherwise it's more about desperation.
  9. This is a story from my college days. My Junior year of college I was on an athletic scholarship. This took up most of my time. I had practice every day and competitions almost every weekend. The program was fairly new so we didn't have great funding. Most of the sports at our school were allowed to either fly or take coach buses to their competitions. We had to take dodge caravans everywhere. The farthest we had to go was about eight hours. Our coaches tried to only stop for gas as we were always on a strict schedule. This caused the members of our team to become quite desperate depending on the length of the drive. There were five girls in our van that day. We had done well at our conference and went out to dinner before making the long ride home. We had a six hour ride home. We didn't start our journey until about 7 or 8 pm. We had a large team and it was difficult to get seating at most restaurants. My team had a bad habit of drinking too much soda before a long drive home. Unfortunately for me I didn't enjoy seeing anyone on my team desperate. I just wasn't attracted to them. But oh well. We had been driving for about 4 hours before someone voiced their need. They asked if we could stop so they could pee and our coach said they would have to wait until we found a gas station. We were in the middle of nowhere so it would be a while. The entire van groaned in agony at the prospect of having to wait an unknown amount of time to empty their bladders. I didn't mind much. I was desperate but I knew I could wait until we reached campus if I really had to. Another half hour had gone by before someone else voiced that they were desperate. It was amusing how difficult it was for these girls to hold their pee. They really didn't have strong bladders, which was surprising since we had been traveling like this for months now. My coach rolled her eyes and said that they would have to wait until we found a gas station. At this point my team began to complain. They said multiple times that they needed to pee now. A few wanted to pull over and go on the side of the road they had to go so bad. I knew they weren't exaggerating their need. Most of the girls had their purses in their laps probably attempting to hide the fact that they were holding themselves. One girl sat in the bad sitting on her heal whining about how she wouldn't be in her predicament if our team had coach buses. After a while the van went quiet. My teammates had become statues. All of them trying to sit as still as possible holding their very full bladders. A few were mindlessly scrolling through social media while the others stared out the window with their ear buds blasting music I couldn't make out. I was content with how full my bladder was. I had my thighs clenched together. My panties were slightly damp from how turned on I was from the pressure in my bladder and the micro-leaks my muscles had been slowly leaking out. I knew that I could continue to hold for quite a while. As long as I didn't continue to consume water or move around too much. We were almost back to campus when the van in front of us sped up. Everyone was confused until our couch pressed the pedal to the floor and began weaving through traffic. Our bodies jolted back and forth as we weaved from lane to lane barely avoiding cars around us. We were going at least 80 mph as our coached tried to keep up with the van in front of her. My teammates held on to whatever they could to keep their balance. One of them complained that 'she had to pee too bad for this kind of nonsense.' I had to agree. The effort it took to stay upright was taking away from my mental ability to hold the contents of my bladder. We sped and weaved for what felt like forever until finally we swerved into the parking lot of campus and the van skidded to a stop. My teammates yelled at my coach complaining about how irresponsible and how badly they had to pee. I secretly wondered if any of them had leaked. I doubted it.. I didn't think too long on it. I just wanted to get out of the car. I quickly grabbed my equipment and my duffle bags before hobbling into the school with the rest of the girls. I had to wait for someone to find their fob out of their purse which seemed like forever. As we waited my teammates squirmed and bounced up and down not caring that everyone knew they were about to wet themselves. I was the only one who seemed to be unaffected by my bladders contents and they glared at me probably jealous that I wasn't as desperate as they were. After a few moments the girls began to complain that it was taking too long and began knocking on the glass door to have the night desk clerk open the door for them. The door buzzed open and three of the girls ran inside leaving their belongings inside. They ran to a small bathroom around the corner. I stayed behind to drag their belongings out of the way in case anyone else came in behind us. A few minutes later my teammates cam back looking very relieved and thanked me for moving their stuff. I have no idea if any of them leaked at all. We wore joggers over our uniforms so if any of them leaked at all while waiting to get into a stall I wouldn't have known. I have a good feeling that one of them probably did though. She kept looking down at her crotch every few moments the entire way back to our dorms. I waited until I got back to my dorm and changed out of my uniform before making my way to the communal bathroom in the middle of the hallway. I peed for almost two minutes. It felt amazing to finally release the pressure that was on my bladder. I quickly took a shower and went to bed sadly not having anyone to share my excitement with. That's all I have for now.
  10. I love this story. It's so good. So creative. So different. I love it so much. Thank you for sharing this.
  11. I just remembered another Como experience I had. I don't know how detailed or long this will be as it was quite some time ago. I believe I was about a sophomore in high school. I had just discovered that I was into pee about a year ago and I finally got the courage to start doing holds. I quickly learned that I was very good at them. I could hold for hours without a single leak. And naturally as I kept holding longer and longer I got more and more curious as to how much I could actually hold. I was at the point where I enjoyed holding and masturbating at the same time. I don't know what it was about it it just felt amazing. So I grabbed four bottles of ice mountain and went up to my room to begin. I got on my laptop and pulled up a few of my favorite videos and started drinking. After about two bottles I started to fill up. I could feel myself getting wet so I reached into my shorts and began touching myself. About an hour later I had finished all four bottles and I was filling very quickly. I was nowhere near finishing, but I was fine with that. I was in no rush. But something was different about the way that I was filling. I ws getting so full so fast. So I decided it might be time to let some out before I continued. I walked to the bathroom and sat on the toilet and pushed trying to squeeze a small stream out, but nothing came. I thought I was just nervous that I would let it all go if I let any out so I pushed a little harder, but to my dismay I couldn't pee. I ignored it and went back to my room. I would just hold a little longer, maybe if my need was greater it would come out. I went back to my room and lay in my bed cradling my agonizingly full bladder. It seemed that with every second that went by another ounce would filter into my bladder. I had to pee so bad I was sweating. But I was still enjoying it so I wasn't too worried. Soon I decided I wanted to let a little out. So I went back to the bathroom, but the same problem occurred. Nothing would come out. At this point I was beginning to panic a little. I didn't want to tell my mom I couldn't pee. I also didn't want to admit to what I had been doing. So I sat not the toilet for a while begging my muscles to release and let out the contents of my bladder. But they refused. At this point my bladder was beginning to ache. I needed to pee so badly and I couldn't. I was worried that I had actually hurt myself. I decided to pretend to take a shower. I turned on the water and paced my bathroom floor. I cradled my bladder, rubbing it i soothing circles with my free hand. I could feel my bladder spasm as it tried to release its contents, but nothing came out. I was so full that I could barely breathe. But still I couldn't pee. I had to bend over to get a full breathe in my lungs. I was in so much pain that every step sent jolts up my entire body. But I continued to pace. I needed to fix this. Finally after four hours of not being able to pee I turned off the shower and let the faucet run. I let the warm water surround my body and lay on my back in the tub. I relaxed my body and a small stream of pee leaked out of my urethra. I moaned as the pleasure washed over me. It felt amazing to finally release after holding against my will for so long. But my relief was short lived as my muscles contracted and the stream stop shooting a pain up my urethra. I groaned and curled in on myself. I needed to get this pee out. So I relaxed my body once again despite my pain and let my pee leak out of me once again. In very slow gently burst my bladder began to empty. My bladder had bulged out so far that I looked pregnant. I watched as my bladder began to shrink in my belly. With every drop that emptied I felt another wave of pleasure. After what felt like forever my stream finally ended and I lay in my tub completely drained and finally empty but also so turned on. My faucet was already running and I was already on my back. I'm sure you can do the math.
  12. So I thought I posed this earlier but I guess I didn't. If this is already floating around on this forum I'm sorry. I'll make a more in depth version for you all. I'll describe myself before I get started. This happened when I was in high school. I was 5'8" tall about 135 lbs, long brown curly hair that went down to about the bottom of my shoulder blades and caramel skin. I met a girl, for privacy purposes I'm going to play a very interesting role in my life. Not that I knew it at the time. Although that has nothing to do with omorashi. Well almost nothing. Jane had an incredibly small bladder which led to many very interesting experiences. Anyway this was when we first met. We had been hanging out for a few weeks and we decided to have a sleep over at her house. Back then I was very shy about bathrooms. I didn't like to announce that I had to pee or even entertain the thought of using someone else's bathroom. Especially not while everyone was sleeping. We spent a long night flirting and giggling as teenage girls do. Then It was time for bed. I went pee that night. I have a very bad habit of peeing before I go to bed. I just can't sleep unless I do. Anyway I thought I would be okay the next morning because I had made sure to pee before bed. I was wrong. The next morning I woke up with an urgent need. My bladder was very full. It was so full that I was actually a little worried that I wouldn't be able to wait until Jane woke up to go relieve myself. But my anxiety got the best of me and I forced myself to go back to sleep. When I woke up the next time I began to panic. My bladder was so swollen that it was just a hard mass in my belly. I pressed down on it and had to clench my muscles to keep from wetting myself. I definitely couldn't wet myself in front of this girl I had just met. I knew she had a crush on me. I kind of had a crush on her and I didn't want to ruin the good thing we had going by peeing all over her carpet. But she was still sleeping and I had to wait for her to wake up. I couldn't just get up ad go. That would probably wake her up and then what would I do? I couldn't just explain I was going to go pee. So I waited. I held on as hard as I could. I turned on my stomach and pulled my hips up slightly to get rid of the pressure on my bladder. I don't know why but this made me feel better for whatever reason. So I stayed there on my stomach and cupped myself. The added pressure on my center helped so much. the relief was amazing. If I stayed like this for a while I could definitely hold on. I was beginning to feel better. Especially since I was desperate, like really desperate, and finally in a position where I would enjoy it. At this stage in my life I was really into getting off while I was bursting to pee and knowing that I couldn't do anything about only made me want to get off that much more. So there I was desperate and horny and finally Jane wakes up next to me. Great. Just as I was beginning to enjoy myself she has to wake up... Jane immediately announces that she has to pee and exits the room. So that left me desperate and alone in her room. I didn't want to lay down anymore so I decided to get up and wait for her to come back so I could just go to the bathroom after she came back. As soon as I stood all of my pee sloshed down on my pee hole and I had to grab myself, clench my muscles and squeeze my thighs together as hard as I could. I was about to leak. My pee was going to pour out of me and soak my pajama bottoms as well as Jane's floor. That could not happen. I needed to hold on. I began to pee dance in her room. I desperately bounced up and down and jumped from foot to foot as I tried to hold all of my pee inside of my bladder. I was literally about to start leaking when Jane came back. I stood as straight as I could and tried to hide the fact that I had to pee. I don't think she noticed. She never said anything so I will never know. I told her that I was going to the bathroom. (Why it was suddenly okay to say that I have no idea) I took small steps as I went to the bathroom, not wanting to let my thighs part. The bathroom wasn't far from her room, probably about five or six feet down the hallway. Thank god. I finally got to the bathroom, closed the door behind me, and turned around to pee. As I pulled down my pants a small dribble of pee leaked onto my panties. But I managed to hold the flood until I was fully sat on the toilet. And when I sat down I finally pushed my pee out of me as hard as I could. My pee gushed into the toilet so loudly that I was worried Jane could hear it all the way down the hall. But of course she couldn't. I hope...the walls were pretty thin. The relief was so amazing, I closed my eyes and relaxed into the toilet seat. I must have peed for at least a minute and a half before my stream finally came to an end. After that nothing really exciting happened because I couldn't do anything about it but reminisce in the amazing experience I had just had. That's about it for this story. Sorry there wasn't an actual wetting. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did!
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    female Ex girlfriend's house

    This story is from high school. It was before I started dating my ex girlfriend. We'll call her Jane. So I slept over at Jane's house for the first time ever. Everything was going well. We were only about sixteen. We had stayed up late talking about movies and whatever else young girl's talk about at that age. Nothing naughty happened, we just slept very close together and flirted a lot. To describe myself back then: I had long curly brown hair, and caramel skin I was skinny about 135 lbs but still had a curvy body. I was wearing a small white t shirt that barely covered my torso and a pair of black spanks with blue panties. No socks. Anyway the next morning when I woke up I noticed I had a very strong urge to pee, but jane had not woken up yet. I contemplated getting up and going to the bathroom but I was too shy to get out of bed and risk waking her. So I decided to just hold it and go back to sleep. A few hours later I woke up and I was absolutely bursting. Jane was also awake at this point and announced that she was going to go to the bathroom. She left the room and I stood from my place to wait for her to come back. This was a bad decision because all of the pee in my bladder sloshed down against my sphincter and my pee hole was screaming to just let it all out right there. I grabbed myself and began to dance as I desperately willed my body to keep all of my pee in for just a few more minutes. I was mortified. I barely knew this girl and I was about to wet myself in her room, which had a carpet floor. That would have been awful. I had to dance around for a good five minutes before she finally came back. I quickly took my hand away from my center and announced that I was going to the bathroom as well. She smiled and I walked out of the room clenching my muscles as hard as I possibly could. The bathroom was only a few feet from her room so it didn't take long to get there. I quickly locked the door and pulled my shorts and panties down. I pushed all of my pee out as hard as I could. The relief was almost orgasmic. I had to hold back a moan as I continued to empty my bladder. Finally after about a minute of peeing my stream finally stopped. I washed my hands went back to her room and had to make it through the rest of the day horny as hell from my accidental hold. Sorry it was short but that's about it. I hope you enjoyed it!
  14. Calicot

    Interesting Sighting at Wal-Mart

    For walmart this is definitely a believable story. Anything can happen at walmart.