wettingthebed

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    Bisexual
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    Running and cats. Also burritos.

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  1. Peein' in the rain!

    Hey all! Its been a while since I did a public wetting on purpose, so today's adventure was long overdue. For a bit of backstory, I've been out and about playing pokemon go a LOT recently, which naturally has put me in quite a few desperate situations. I considered wetting a few times, but I usually go around my university campus and was afraid I'd run into someone I know. Today, however, I was feeling a little more adventurous than most days, and drank four bottles of water before heading out to up the desperation. I wore my favorite green panties and a pair of light grey skinny jeans with chucks. I also threw on my raincoat because the forecast warned of scattered showers, and also because it was long enough to offer passable coverage in the event of a wetting. So I headed out with my phone and another water bottle, ready to catch em all and hold it in. Of course it didn't take long for my bladder to fill right up, and after three hours (and 13 rattatas) I was nearly ready to give in and hit up the library bathrooms. It had started raining anyways and I didnt have an umbrella so my hair and pant legs were getting damp. When I got to the library steps however, I saw a sign taped inside the door saying "please use other entrance" (The building has been undergoing renovations all summer so this was unsurprising). The other entrance was only a little ways around the building, but I took this as a sign to press on. Another hour, I told myself. At this point my bladder was at critical level, and felt ready to burst every step I took. I had to stop every now and then, squeezing my thighs together and pretending to catch a pokemon. Finally, a huge wave of desperation hit, and I had to quickly sit on a bench and hold myself tightly to avoid letting loose. I knew this was the point to admit defeat, so I slowly stood up and started a careful walk to the next building down the road. While I was creeping along the rain picked up, and my shoes sloshed as I walked. As the rain began pelting even harder, it hit me: I could pee, and no one would notice! My thighs and crotch were mostly dry, but since the rest of me was soaked who would question it? I grinned, letting my legs loosen from their stiff walk. I then noticed some umbrella toting students walking towards me on the path, and felt a twinge of panic at the thought of wetting and them noticing. I braced myself to wait until they passed but my bladder had no time for such nonsense. I could feel myself start leaking, my panties slowly saturating and growing warm against my crotch and bum. I let out a tiny gasp, my heart galloping with adrenaline. Was this actually happening!? As they drew nearer I relaxed myself as best I could and began peeing with purpose. Oh my god it felt amazing. Upon closer inspection I realized I actually knew one of them, and without even thinking I did something crazy: I WAVED. Now they were looking at me, making EYE CONTACT while I stood there totally peeing myself in front of them!!!! I couldn't believe it! I had never peed in front of someone like this. They smiled and exclaimed about the rain, totally oblivious to the warm, naughty trickle splashing down my legs. One of them said "see ya around!" And they passed by and walked away without a clue. I continued walking and peeing, my jaw dropping lower than a golbat's at what I had just done. I could feel waves of arousal through my crotch. My heart was still racing, and my vagina felt wet beyond just the literal sense. I wanted desperately to rub it right there, but I'm pretty sure someone would have noticed that. After the shock wore off I tried having some fun and wetting some more as I walked. At one point I passed a lamppost and it took all my energy not to jump onto it and sing as I peed! xp Anyways, so that was my little adventure for today--and the reason I'll be watching the weather channel more often! Hope you guys enjoyed!
  2. Female too tired to get up

    So its been finals week and I haven't been doing any holds or anything, but earlier tonight I had a sort of on purpose accident. I usually go to the bathroom before bed so that I don't wake up having to go. But tonight I was so tired from reviewing math that I just crawlled into bed and passed out. Of course, this caused me to wake up three hours later to the delicious pressure of a full bladder. I was too tired to feel much desperation, but I was at 8/10 and knew if I didn't get up soon I wouldn't make it. I've done a few wettings in my room and the house but never in bed. I like the idea but was always afraid that it might stain the mattress and my mom would notice. So I just layed there and held myself for a while, trying to encourage myself to get up. I even rubbed my crotch a bit because it felt good, but that made it worse so I had to stop. Finally it got so bad that I started to sit up but felt a squirt warm my panties. It felt so good I let another teeny bit out. At this point I was so tired and I knew I would have an accident on the way to the toilet. So I balled up some of my fluffy comforter underneath me and just relaxed. I started to pee myself slowly, the warm wetness soaking my panties and flannel bottoms, then the sheets. Now it all just started gushing, and I pressed my vagina into the sheets as the urine pooled too fast to be absorbed and I moaned in pleasure at the wetness. When it was done I slipped my hand under my panties and stroked myself until I shuddered into an orgasm and lay there on my soaked comforter. I was too beat at that point to clean up so I fell asleep like that. When my alarm went off the bed was still damp and I decided to post this before getting up. Not gonna lie, Ive been peeing more while I wrote this
  3. Female desperation in the library

    Thanks guys, glad you like it! I usually do wettings in private trying to see how long I can hold it, but I've had a few accidents here and there in public. I'll try and post some more stuff
  4. Female desperation in the library

    Hi, I'm new here and figured I'd share a recent wetting experience that I had in the library at my university. I know some people like a visual, so: I am an 18 year old girl, brunette and kinda p ale. I'm 5'3, 130 pound and at the time was wearing a light green dress with a brownish jacket and gray leggings, and worn brown boots. My underwear was dark blue cotton bikini style bottoms and bra. The day it happened I was trying to get a headstart on studying for finals, so I grabbed my already third coffee of the day and headed to the library, which is four stories and I'm only kinda familiar with the first floor. When I got there though it was crowded and noisy so I figured I'd go to the top floor since no one really goes there and it would be quiet. There were a bunch of rows of high shelves in the main room, with two doorways either side leading to who knows where.I found a little area between the shelves with some comefy armchairs and spent the next three hours power studying bio. At the three hour mark the coffee caught up to me, but I liked to see how long I could hold it, and I figured the doors led to a hallway with bathrooms, so I wasn't far. Eventually I was jiggling in my seat, and my bladder was f full to bursting. At this point it distracted me from my notes so I got up uncomfortably and quickly strode to the nearest doorway, which, as I predicted, led to a small hall. It was kinda dark, and there were only three unmarked doors. Now I was kinda nervous. If there wasn't a bathroom on this floor my chances of making it to the bathroom on the floor below didn't feel very good. It was deserted, so I held myself and walked stiffly as I tried each door. One was an empty conference room and the other two were locked. I tried to stay calm and walked carefully back to the main room, now walking normally because there was another girl studying in a corner. There was still the other hallway, so I headed there, my heart racing as a teeny spurt wet my panties a bit. In the safety of the next empty hall I held myself tightly to prevent more leaks. This hall ended in another sitting area with armchairs and a couch, and at the other end, thank god, were restrooms. I waddled over to them and tried the handle. It was locked! I moaned, and tried the men's room. Also locked! Now I was full on panicking. I could barely hold it another minute, let alone go downstairs and pass a bunch of people and risk wetting myself! I had to, though, so I started walking again when a big wave of desperation hit me... And more pee trickled out. I could feel it saturate part of my leggings. I looked down, but my dress seemed to hide the wet spot. I had to walk slow, tears rimming my eyes, until my bladder was threatening another leak so I threw my hands over my crotch and sat in an armchair, squeezing my legs together. But too late. More pee came out and didn't stop this time, and I started wetting myself in the chair. My legs and bum grew warm and wet as I soaked my leggings. I knew the chair was getting soaked too so I stood up, full on peeing and crying now, watching my leggings darken then glisten as a yellow puddle formed on the linoleum. I couldn't believe it. I'd peed myself at the library. I took a quick stock and found to my relief it didn't show on my dress. No one was around still, so I pulled my leggings and panties off and threw them in the trash (the leggings were old and had a hole anyways), then dried my legs and shoes with tissues. Some pee had pooled inside my shoes but it wasn't noticeable. I felt bad leaving the puddle, but was too afraid to tell someone so I left. On the drive home, though, the shock and shame was wearing off and I felt very free with no panties. I already had to go again from all that coffee, so with a small smile I let a little bit out on the seat (it had a cover on it because I have dogs). It felt nice so the whole way back I kept peeing in little bits. Then when I got out at my house I peed the rest, letting it stream down my legs on the way in. And that was it, sorry its a bit long. It was my first public accidental wetting, and even though I was terrified I have to admit it was freeing and nice after.