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  1. Meowth

    Live Action Omorashi

    I've noticed a lot of threads about people holding it, and then posting what is happening to them as time passes. I've decided to consolidate this into a single thread in order to keep the board from getting cluttered. I will keep this short and sweet. Basically, if you're holding it right now and you want an audience, go ahead and post in this thread. Mention things such as your level of desperation and provide as many details as you can. While I would prefer all live action stuff to go in this thread, that doesn't mean you are obligated to do it. If you would rather, you could always hold it, do what needs to be done, and then post a separate thread about what happened. This is subject to change as questions and problems arise.
  2. Hey guys. After seeing some youtube channels with videos of desperate girls from live TV chat shows in the General Discussions forum, I went through all these vids and uncovered some real gems, where desperation is really obvious. I have thus downloaded these vids and will gradually post the really good ones on this thread. Hopefully, if anyone else has similar kinds of videos, they can post them here as well. (Note to moderators: I was unsure whether posting this stuff is banned or not. I've read the rules and there doesn't appear to be anything banning the posting of such vids. In fact, almost all these vids are publicly available on youtube, and since they're take from live TV stations, the girls do know that they are being filmed. However, should you really wish me to stop posting them, just inform me). The first video is from hot blonde Mikki B from red light central. You can see her obvious desperation - she holds herself, crouches on the floor, leg bouncing, and any person with no experience of lip-reading (myself included) can tell that she is pleading to be let off screen. (Note: this video originally came in two parts....I have merged them together for convenience). Enjoy RLC1 to09 10 2014 827 flv 010(1)(1).mp4
  3. Valeri night

    A Forgotten Past

    Helloooooooooooo friends, This is a story that I have been working on for a while now that I have decided to start today. This is only part one but it takes me a little bit to write each part so I'm sorry If each part takes a while to post. Without further wait here you are, I hope you enjoy it ^_^ It’s hot and my head hurts I think to myself, listening to the sounds of the waves crashing against the sand. Wait sand, waves? Am I on a beach? Straining to open my eyes I look around at all the sand around me, Struggling I lift myself up and weakly crawl up the sand dune to get a better look at the area around me. Having my eyes now adjusted to the bright summer light I sit up and look across the beach, I listen to the seagulls flying above me and take a moment to adjust to my situation. Let’s see, I ponder to myself, last I remember I was on a boat but my memory is really fuzzy right now. I can’t seem to remember anything about it, or how I got here. Sighing I down at myself seeing my clothing in tatters, the once elegant looking dress I was wearing was ripped and mangled from the ocean waters with course sand still on it. “Huh what's that?” Dusting off some of the sand I stand up and walk over to a box that washed up on the beach with me. Oh it’s nailed shut… Ah here we go a well placed sharp rock to pry open this conveniently placed crate. Shoving the rock into a slit on the top of the box I use all my strength and snap the lid of the crate. Peering inside the crate It looks like most of the things inside are wet and useless, but I see a sealed case inside as well as a slightly damp set of clothing that isn’t as worn down as my dress is. I pull everything I can use out of the box and end up with decent amount of survival supplies that I can use. Lets see here I’ve got a full canteen, (pure luck I’m sure) three healing potions, that sealed case I found and a set of clothes. Deciding that it was best do change out of my ripped and messed up clothes first, quickly taking a look around me to make sure that no one is looking I start to take me dress off. Even though I know there is no one around I still blush as I pull off my dress, Slipping the blue skirt I found over my plain white panties. Not wanting to have my matching white bra exposed for long I take the white blouse and slip that on as well. Hmm it’s still a little damp, and my blouse Is somewhat see through right now I think to myself as I feel my blouse and skirt up and check myself out. “Well this feels a little better” I say out loud now dressed in my cute new outfit, taking a sip of the canteen I drop down and look at the sealed case in front of me. The case it self is pretty heavy and cold to the touch, unsealing the locks I slowly open the case peeking inside I see what looks to be a silver pointy sword, “whats is this? a saber?” I think out loud. Picking it up I notice that it feels nicely balanced and the weight feels evenly distributed, huh it is pretty though. Deciding that It's worth to hold on to the saber I reach into the case again and pull out a black book, opening the mysterious book I skim over the pages. “They're all blank” I matter of factly say out loud. “Whatever I guess I’ll just take it all” Gathering up all my supplies I pack them into a makeshift sack and start to walk away from the beach and towards the thicket behind me. “Hmm this thicket looks kinda thick” Taking another sip of water from my canteen I peer through the leaves and trees and start to second think going into this forest area. Deciding that I’m not gonna to get far sitting on this beach I start to push into the trees and bushes making my way slowly forward. It’s so hot, I think to myself taking another sip from my now half empty canteen, panting I continue forward into the endless green in front of me. Moving into a slight clearing I decide to take a break in the cover of shade from all the trees around me. “My canteen is almost empty, I’ve gotta be careful or things will go from bad to worse real quick.” In response I feel my bladder pang, putting forth its opinion with all of my other problems. “Great just what I needed” I sigh, having no idea of the last time I used the bathroom. “Rustle, Rustle” Looking around myself I tense up, “...What was that?” I think to myself. “Rustle, Rustle, Rustle” Staring at a bush in front of me I backup a little feeling myself starting to shake in fear. “Aaaaaahhhhh” Jumping I scream out as a small creature runs out of the bush in front of me and runs away, “Stupid damn animal...” I try to calm myself down as I sit back down and close my eyes shaking my head in disappointment. “A little far from home aren’t you little girl” A mysterious voice comes from behind me. Quickly spinning around I look toward the voice and see a bulky man with a shaggy beard and torn clothes standing behind me. Eyeing him suspiciously I stand up and slowly back myself away from him. “Whoa now I wouldn’t try and run away if I was you” the creepy man smiles to me. Pulling out a knife he slowly moves towards me. Seeing my eyes go wide he grins “Don’t worry as long as you do what I ask you’ll be just fine.” Fear rising inside of me I stumble backwards and fall over landing on my bum, spilling my bag in the process. Looking over at my spilled stuff I see the saber sticking out of the bag, quickly grabbing it I point it at the creepy man. My hands shaking from fear of what might happen. “Oh what a cute little needle you’ve got there” the man laughs “What are you gonna do poke me to death?” Forcing myself to stand I Shake off his insults and try to relax my breathing. Calm down it’ll be okay I try to convince myself, feeling my body naturally move into a defensive stance with the saber. The man lunges forward swinging the knife towards me, I feel my body tense up in fear and a squirt escapes my body. The feeling wakes me up and at the last second I dodge to the left and stumble out of the way. Reposiniting myself I realize that If i’m not careful I could get seriously hurt or even worse I could die. Taking a deep breath I watch his movement and wait for him to rush me again, “Hmph you got lucky the first time but now you’re mine” he exclaims Watching him I wait standing still while he charges clumsily towards me, taking the opportunity I duck to the right of his slash and counter with a quick stab to his leg. “Ughgh” The man groans grabbing the stab wound in his leg “that hurt you bitch!” Showing no hesitation I lunge forward and stab his arm twice in quick succession while he is distracted with his injury. Jumping back I stand tall in my defensive stance and smile, happy with my ability so far. “Listen here you” the man panting said to me, “you’ve won this time but next time we meet I’ll get you back for what you’ve done here.” The man quickly sprints through the tree’s running away dripping blood as he leaves. Sighing I drop my guard and quickly move one hand to my crotch quietly holding myself while crossing my legs, slowly putting my saber back into my bag. Waah I really need to pee now I think to myself, All that water and that entire fight made me really need to go. Well I might as well follow that guy, he might of ran away toward a town or something “Grumble Grumble” and I’m pretty hungry to be honest. Moving forward in the direction that the creepy man went I push on, it feels like hours go by and the pressure in my bladder increases dramatically. Pushing into a clearing I see a forestry town with a bunch of small buildings and what looks to be a small Inn in the distance. Stopping for a moment I cross my legs and bounce up and down while holding myself to help relieve the pressure. “God I gotta go so bad” I say outloud to myself. If I’m quick I should be able to make it. Running down the hill towards the inn I feel myself starting to lose control over my bladder. At first It was just enough pressure to make me slow down and hold myself for a second, but it got worse and as I was walking into the town center I felt a light leak come out into my panties, forcing my face to flush bright red. Looking around there wasn’t to many people in the town, most being inside due to how late it had gotten. Not to mention it wasn’t to big of a town, only about five or six buildings besides the Inn in the center. Using both hands to hold myself I slowly walk up to the door of the Inn, thanking god that nobody was outside to see me like this. Taking my hands out of my crotch I slowly walk into the Inn, I feel the eyes of everyone inside looking at me as I walk inside. Realizing that I probably looked worse for ware I look away and walk towards the bar keep to ask where the bathroom is. “What could I do for you miss” He asks me nonchalantly not even bothering to look up from his glass that he is polishing. Blushing I shift my legs back and forth and reply “Um where is the bathroom” Looking up the barkeep eyes me up, cocking his head he motions to a corner of the Inn. Quietly I say back “Cheers” Quickly I rush to the corner of the Inn all the while blushing and trying not to lose it being this close to relief. Slamming open the girls bathroom door I rush inside just as another longer leak comes out and drips onto my leg, letting out an audible “Eek” I run up to the single stall and pull it open. “Sorry I’ll be out in just a minute” I hear come from the door. My eyes go wide and my jaw drops, Oh god no I’m so close and I’ve gotta pee so bad I think to myself, looking around in desperation for anything to help me in this situation. Pacing back and forth I hear the toilet flush in the stall in front of me, my bladder screams out in pain and I’m forced to use both hands to hold myself and double cross my legs. Slamming on the stall door I beg the girl to let me in. “Just a minute I gotta wash my hands” She replies back Hearing the water turn on drives me over the edge and I shove one hand in my crotch while keeping the other on the stall door, I feel a stream start spurting out of me and I feel my panties get soaked in response. Letting out a groan I mumble under my breath “I can’t stop it” feeling my pee splash onto my crossed legs. I manage to cut off the stream for a few seconds just as the lock on the bathroom door opens up. Being unbalanced from putting most of my weight on the door, I fall forward a little bit towards the girl. Not wanting to fall into her I try to catch myself on the side of the door with my hands. I soon find out that that was a mistake. While I did manage to stop myself from falling, I was forced to take my hand out of my crotch, allowing the full pressure from my bladder to release. Letting out a audible yelp I attempt to stop the flow, but I’m much too late. I stand perfectly still both hands holding myself through my skirt feeling the warmth of the pee wash over my legs and flow into the boots I was wearing. Closing my eyes I can’t help but let out a moan and smile from the pleasure off letting it all out. I count the seconds as I stand there letting my pee flow all over myself till the stream cuts off and the last of my pee dribbles out. “Well you certainly looked like you enjoyed yourself” Opening my eyes wide I remember the girl in front of me, Blushing I stammer “I-I’m so sorry you had to see that, This is so embarrassing.” I start to tear up from shame and drop my head. “Aw it’s okay, It is kinda my fault I took my time in the bathroom while you were out here dying of desperation.” She smiles and pats my head. “Here I’ll tell you what, I own a clothing shop not to far from here.” “How about I go ahead and get you a fresh set of clothes for you.” Looking up at her I sniffle, “Okay that seems fine” Getting up I inspect the damage of my clothes. The skirt has a very distinctive wet spot from where I was holding myself and my legs still have pee dripping off of them and into my boots and very wet socks. “Alrighty then follow me” the girl motions to me walking out the door. Taking a couple steps I hear the squishing sound my boots make as i walk out the door of the bathroom and into the open area of the Inn. Everyone again turns and looks at me as I closely follow behind the girl from the bathroom. Blushing hard I hear people drinking whisper about my wet skirt, Hanging my head I try to ignore crude remarks coming from everyone around me. Opon walking outside into the darkness the girl turns and looks at me. “By the way my name's Velvet” I give her a slight smile and respond “my name is…” What is my name, I think to myself. “You know I don’t actually know what my name is” I respond honestly “I just kinda washed up on the beach earlier today and I can't seem to remember anything.” “Oh you poor thing, well I hope we can fix that problem of yours soon.” Velvet smiles and leads me up to her house. “By all means you first” pushing me into her home I walk inside. Looking around I see the inside looks like a clothing shop, with racks of shirts, shorts, shoes, ect. Showing me to the back of the shop Velvet tells me “stay here for a second I’ll get you some new clothes to relax in. I stand awkwardly in this new place waiting for her to get back, I look at her little home inside her shop and see a cramped kitchen dining room area and small area with a couch and end table next to it. “It’s pretty cozy” I say to myself “Here you all love” Looking over i see Velvet carrying a ruby red velvet dress to sleep in. “Wow that looks so comfy” I say wide eyed. “Of course it is darling It’s a family tradition to have the best quality clothing no matter the cost.” Beaming with pride she hands me the dress and starts to walk away. “Um Velvet quick question.” “What is it?” she asks looking over at me. “Well you see I’ve got the dress but… My other clothes are all wet soooo.” “Oh don’t worry about that honey, I’ll wash all of your wet clothes for you just leave them in a pile and I’ll take care of it.” Velvet replies to me as she walks into her room. “Bu-but my panties…” I try to get out but she ignores me. *Sigh* I guess I’ll just take them off for now and ask her when she comes back out. Moving to the side of the couch I take off my wet socks and boots and lay them on the wooden floor. I then start to strip off my top and wet bottoms, standing in just my wet panties and bra I debate on whether I want to wear my bra to sleep. Just before I take it off i hear the door behind me opening up. Veeeeelvet! I scream out, covering my chest and crotch. “Ohmygod” Velvet giggles. “I thought you would be using the bathroom she laughs turning back into her room and shutting the door. Blushing I quickly strip off my bra and wet panties and stack them on my other clothes. I feel my body getting hot from being completely naked in some strangers house, but I shake off the strange feeling and rush to put the red dress on. The dress itself feels wonderful to the touch and I do a little spin in happiness. Walking over to Velvet’s room i knock on the door and let her know that i’m all done changing. Peeking her head out she looks at me still giggling. I roll my eyes at her and huff, walking back over to the couch I sit down. “Is this everything?” shes asks picking up my wet clothes. “Yes and is there any chance that I could get a fresh pair of panties” I ask blushing slightly. “Hehe I already gave you a pretty expensive dress, and now you’re asking me for panties too?” “I don’t mind getting you a pair but I doubt you have any money now do you?” Sighing I reply “no I don’t” “That’s what I thought” Velvet smiles, “by the way if you need to use the bathroom anytime tonight the bathroom’s over in that corner there.” Looking over to where she pointed at I nod my head and ask “Are you going to sleep now?” “Yes huh I’ve gotta wake up early so you just lay here and i’ll take care of everything while you get some rest.” Moving to her room she opens the door and smiles to me, “Have a goodnight, oh by the way if you’re hungry there is some food in the kitchen you can have.” In response my stomach growls and I get up to see what food she has in stock. Looking through the pantry I grab some cookies and sit on the couch munching on them happily. Setting up my makeshift bed I think about the entire day that I just had, What an adventure I think to myself. I move over to my bag and take out my saber that I found, giving it a thorough check I notice that the saber has bright red ruby’s lined in the hilt of it. This saber might actually be pretty expensive I think to myself, I really like it though it feels really natural to use. Picking up the blank book I brought with me I open it up. “Oh what's this?” I say out loud noticing the blank pages now had words on some of them, but the words were too faded to read. “Well that's weird I mutter to myself I could've sworn there were no words in this book when I found it. Shaking my head I put the saber and book back into my bag and lay down. Feeling the velvet dress on my skin I smile from how comfortable I am and close my eyes. I feel a little weird not wearing any panties to sleep, but the dress feels nice so I let myself doze off into a deep slumber.
  4. Breadfan

    female Her first wetting

    We aren't that great at stories But after the kind words from the users of this forum we just have to share this! This wetting comes from a break during the group from the video game World of Warcraft She straight up wet herself during a raid! (apologizes if I have already posted this image before) Here's the proof!
  5. Anubis

    Flowing Creek

    I haven't ever tried writing an interactive story before, but it looks like it could be fun. A lot of good ones have been posted, so I'm going to give it a shot. It's been a while since I have written anything and I don't have a good track record when it comes to finishing stories, but we'll see how this goes. This story is based on a personal fantasy of mine, but I won't say much more about it because more information will be available later on. Anyway, here we go. *** Flowing Creek You wake up in what looks like some sort of a cheap motel room, to the sound of birds chirping outside. You are facing towards the outer wall, so you can see sunlight coming in around the edges of the curtain over the window. You feel the need to relieve your bladder, but it is still bearable for the time being. For a moment, you allow your eyes to wander around the room before lifting your head off the pillow and sitting up. You look down and realize that you are still wearing your t-shirt, jeans, and socks. The lower half of your body is still covered by the blankets, but you can tell what you’re wearing beneath it, from the feeling of the material on your skin. You are unsure of how long you were asleep, but what you are sure of, is that you have never seen this room before. You take a good look at your surroundings. The walls of the motel room are a milky white and the curtain over the window has a grey and black checkerboard pattern on it. About a meter away from the foot of the bed, directly in front of you, there is a stained, oak dresser that is about two meters wide, and there are only two doors in the room. One of them leads to the outside, but the other one, about two meters to the right of the dresser, leads to what could either be a closet or a bathroom. You get an uneasy feeling about the situation. Where am I? You wonder. Since you are all alone, you try to rack your brain, hoping to remember where you are and how you got there. The only thing you can remember, is going on a mid-summer road trip, with a friend that you’ve known for years. The two of you grew up in Ontario, Canada and went to the same college. You recall traveling through a heavily forested area in Manitoba when you were both caught in a sudden, intense rainstorm. The only other thing you remember is seeing a blinding flash of lightning, but everything after that is a total blank. Right beside you to your left, there is a small bedside table. Sitting on top of it, you find a clipboard with a single sheet of paper on it. Taking hold of it, you notice that the paper contains very personal information about you. There is an ID photo of you in the upper, right-hand corner. In the upper, left-hand corner, there is a line that says that your identification number is FC-05202018. Beneath the photo and your assigned number is everything else about you. What does the sheet say? This will be used for character creation. Include as much information as you like and I’ll fill in anything that gets left out. If any artists would like to create the character’s ID photo, then feel free to do so. This will give me an idea of their appearance, without you having to put all of the info in. General Info Name: Gender: Height: Hair style/color: Eye color: Body type: Age: Personal Info Personality: Interests/Hobbies: Fetishes/Kinks: Sexual Orientation: Breast size (if applicable): Butt size: Bladder size: Holding Ability: Extra Things Underwear appearance: Notable features of outer clothing (If applicable): *** There will be more coming after creating a character. After 48 hours, if there is only one suggestion, that will be your character. If there are more, then the one I like the most will be your character while the second best may be used as the identity for your character's traveling companion on the road trip. This time frame can be extended upon request for any ID photos. Constructive criticism is welcome, if you have any. My goal will be to post a new part to this at least once a week, with 48 hours between each post available for making decisions for where the story will take us, so hopefully we'll have some fun on this adventure.
  6. Fun With my spouse some nudity kinda View File First time ever for video of me doing this so I seem a bit awkward .Decided to have some fun in front of my husband,hadn't wetmyself in forever been hooked on good nights for a bit so it felt amazing husband loves it. No real nudity just some lip and a lol rubbing really.um enjoy I guess Submitter Iceprincessmae Submitted 08/15/2018 Category Peeing  
  7. I posted some of my girlfriend's old videos awhile ago, enjoying the positive response, she now wants to film new ones. We need suggestions though! Any scenes you'd like to see? They'll be posted when she gets around to doing them
  8. Hello again! It's been awhile, anyway, here are some more toilet peeing pictures WARNING: NUDITY (also being older pictures the quality isn't that good) My favorite, this was after a long hold, can't remember the exact hour. Want to say seven? Anyway, she peed a lot!
  9. Does anybody know of any? I'm not talking about hentai or doujinshi, but scenes from actual comic books or graphic novels. For example, here is a page from Batgirl #1 where she briefly mentions needing to pee. Longer scenes would of course be more desirable, especially if they contain desperation.
  10. This is pretty old now, and i feel bad for the lawyer involved, but i found it to be interesting nonetheless. https://abovethelaw.com/2017/09/lawyer-claims-judge-forced-her-to-pee-her-pants-during-murder-trial/
  11. Here is a video i found on pornhub. The girl has an amazingly powerful stream. Teen Record Pee - Pornhub.com.mp4
  12. I'm not sure this is the correct forum for this, but, this story was doing the rounds on social media last week. Basically a woman had been asking to use the toilet on a plane before take off, and been denied by the stewards, so she dropped her pants and pissed on the floor. I can't decide if it was desperation, drunkenness or a protest at being denied, but either way, its a brilliant omo story, and the Ladbible link I've attached contains a great video of it happening too! I like to imagine that it was pure desperation that led to the event! www.ladbible.com/videos/weird-watch-as-woman-pees-on-plane-in-front-of-shocked-passengers-20180723
  13. This experience is going to be pretty short because there wasn’t a huge build up of desperation before hand seeing as I was sleeping. That being said I hope you all enjoy it anyway. As always every story I’ve posted thus far have been from my real life experience. If I ever end up writing a work of fiction I’ll be sure to add a fiction disclaimer. While this was a few years ago I was definitely still an adult at the time (probably 20 years old) ______________________________ I’d really like to chalk this up to having an odd or stressful day or even something out of the ordinary happening but I can’t. The day before had gone on like any other day, nothing was out of the ordinary. I had gotten up, had an easy morning, went into work around noon and left at maybe 9pm that evening. When I got home 45 minuets later I didn’t do anything differently. I stripped out of my work clothes, put on some comfy pajamas (a T-shirt and panties), relaxed for a while, had some dinner & water, and got ready for bed around midnight. All of those things add up to an uneventful, boring work day. What’s not boring, however, are my dreams. My dreams typically consist of something like ‘a flying neon purple tiger is walking on top of buildings made out of violins and I have to save the Pope from evil talking vacuum cleaners who are trying to take over the world.’ Those are the kinds of dreams I have, but I always have them. When I went to bed that night I turned out all the lights (save for a hallway night light, I don’t like the dark), flicked on my ceiling fan, plugged my phone in, got under my covers, and started to drift off. I soon fell sound asleep and my dreaming began. I only remember parts of my dream but I know I was in a pretty fancy museum or antique shop of sorts and I was talking to someone, perhaps an employee, who I didn’t know at all and she absolutely would not shut up. I really didn’t want to be talking to this person because in my dream I was trying to get to the bathroom and I couldn’t duck out of the conversation politely. She was wearing this historical costume gown like Marie Antoinette style and shuffling along after me as I walked around. I was going from display to display and getting more and more annoyed because she kept following me. Finally, I ended up in front of a painting and she ran off to join a parade of other people dressed in historical gowns that all looked extremely beautiful. Briefly I began to feel left out and cursed myself for not dressing up for the museum gown parade. At this point I had held it so long trying to get away from this dream woman I was absolutely shaking with the need to pee. I looked around desperately and eureka! I spotted a single restroom across the hall and sighed in relief. At the thought of relieving myself my bladder pulsed and twitched and I almost lost control but held my crotch just in time. Getting control of my need wasn’t easy but I straightened up and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. Not a person in sight, perfect. This was my chance, I was finally alone and I can head to the bathroom. I power walked, almost jogged, down the main hall past beautiful statues, paintings, and fine jewelry on display. I quickly made it to the bathroom and opened the door without bothering to knock first but it ended up being empty anyway. I turned to lock the door behind me with a smile on my face because I knew I had made it just fine. I lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties, and began to pee....ahh so much better.. Shit. My eyes snapped open at the feel of wetness around me and my body automatically stopped the stream. Wait, was that real or was that all in my dream? I sleepily and timidly lifted my blanket to clearly reveal I had absolutely wet the bed. My panties were soaked, my sheets were soaked beneath me, my blanket was damp, the hem of my shirt was a bit damp as well. My heart was pounding from being so abruptly startled out of a dream and I squinted over at my alarm clock, the red letters reading 3:30am, great. And I sill had to pee pretty badly because apparently I had emptied only half my bladder. I knew I couldn’t keep my stream stopped for too long so I jumped out of bed to run to the bathroom across the hall. The ceiling fan making me shiver from the wetness around me. I practically kicked open the door and yanked my wet panties down to the floor where they made a damp fabric sound on the ice cold tile. I didn’t even sit down all the way when my body gave out and continued my stream. I audibly sighed, it felt so good. All the built up pressure finally leaving me. It felt like my bladder was empting itself forever but of course it ended up stopping eventually. “Time to see the damage I did” I thought as I stood back up. I automatically pulled up my underwear without even thinking and by now they were FREEZING. I shivered again at the feeling. I glanced up in front of me at the full length bathroom mirror and pouted at what I saw. Me standing there with hard nipples poking through my shirt from the cold and totally soaked pink lacy cotton panties. I decided to leave them on while I washed my hands and checked on my sheets. I got back to my bedroom, flipped on the light switch and walked over to my bed. Fuck. The puddle was bigger than I thought it would be and it had spread out considerably. My blanket wasn’t too bad but definitely had gotten wet. I quickly stripped my sheets and walked downstairs. The wetness from my lower half was rubbing me the wrong way, but it felt exhilarating being out in the open totally wet with no way to hide myself. Laundry was started and I jogged back up to my upstairs bathroom with the intention of jumping in the shower but I decided to hold off. While this wetting was totally unplanned I still prefer punishments to come after accidents. So I sat in my bathtub with my freezing cold soaked lacy panties and shamefully did kegel exercises for the entire length of my laundry cycle. Thankfully I was alone in the house and I didn’t have to sneak my bed wetting sheets past anyone but I still felt utterly humiliated. I mean, I’m an adult not a little girl who has to wear pull-ups to bed. I should be able to control my bladder, not keep having accidents. Oh well, at least I get to share this experience with you guys. :-)
  14. Jeffery Mewtamer

    Ojamajo Doremi Interactive.

    So, I've decided to try my hand at interactive fiction, and I've decided to do so within one of my all-time favorite anime. If you've checked out my FF.net(Jeffery Mewtamer) or A3O(Jeffery_Mewtamer) accounts, both of which I believe are linked in my signature, you'll know I haven't done much pure omo-stuff and have written material on a number of fetishes, so I'm fairly comfortable with making this as lewd or weird as the audience wants. I typically check the forums twice daily(morning and evening), and while I make no guarantees, I'll try to write at least one update a day of a few paragraphs length. For those unfamiliar with the show, the premise is basically Elementary School Slice-of-life meets Magical Girls of the cute witch variety. The main girls are Witch Apprentices and the local magic allows them to do basically anything they can think of with a wave of a wand(Poron as they're called in-verse), a non-sensical incantation, and a command phrase, though there are ill-defined limits on what a single apprentice can do without using Magical Stage to combine power with others. They can't, however, use magic openly due to a curse that turns witches called out by humans into blob-like creatures called Witch Frogs. The term Ojamajo is a portmanteau of the Japanese words Ojama(Bothersome, annoying) and Majo(witch) coined in-verse by the girls' mentor to describe her first apprentice. There is a sequel series of Light Novels that take place when the girls are in Highschool and the Witch Frog Curse has been lifted, but I'll probably stick to the Anime portion of the timeline since I'm more familiar with it(the fansubs were halfway though the last season when my vision became too poor to watch fansubs, and I've read the scripts from the episodes I couldn't watch while the translation of the LNs was, last I checked, only about 2/3 of the way through volume two out of nine), and because I'm an unrepentant lolicon. Anyways, on to the first bit of interaction: Which girl should be the initial focus? Doremi Harukaze: Candy Apple Red Hair down to her butt, usually kept in two oversized Odango that resemble Mickey Mouse Ears with Pink eyes. The Title character, clumsy, boy-crazy, drools over steak, and is the self proclaimed unluckiest pretty girl in the world. Made a Witch apprentice after turning Majorika into a Witch Frog, and the reason Majorika coined the term Ojamajo. The neutral/beauty of the original Trio. Hazuki Fujiwara: Brown Hair held in back with an Orange Bow with long side locks in front and brown eyes. Bookish, shy, bespectacled, and terrified of ghosts. Is very down to earth despite being born into wealth. The Femme/Brains of the Original Trio. Aiko Senoo: short blue hair that curls slightly at the ends and blue eyes. Transfer student from Osaka and very athletic. The Butch/Brawn of the original Trio. Poppu Harukaze: Pink hair that sticks out to the sides to resemble feathery wings with pink eyes. Doremi's younger sister, but by far the more mature of the two. Became and Apprentice when she discovered the original three's secret, but never became a full-time member of the Ojamajo team. Onpu Segawa: Purple Hair kept in a short side pony tail that gives her head the shape of an eighth note with Purple Eyes. Originally an antagonist and apprentice to Majorika's rival, she befriended the girls and joined their team by the end of the first season. A famous Child Idol with a fanclub a million strong by the 2/3 mark of the second season. Momoko Asuka: blonde hair kept in a pair of rings and green eyes. Spent much of her childhood in America to the point that she couldn't speak her native Japanese when she was first introduced. Loves baking and dreams of becoming a professional patissiere. Hana Makihatayama: Long, blonde hair in giant twin tails and brown eyes. Originally a newborn witch left in the girls' care, she overloaded her innate magic at the age of 2 to turn herself into a sixth grader so she could go to school with her mamas. Though incredibly smart for her true age, she is incredibly immature for her apparent age and often gets weird looks from classmates even when she isn't being careless with magic. Extremely hyperactive, refers to herself in third person, and often uses honorifics in an unusal manner. Is also a contender for the next queen of the witch world and is practically the crown princess in all but name. One of the Ojamajos' Female Classmates: I'll leave it up to prior knowledge of the series and google fu for those who want to go this route. Note: this series averts anonymous classmates entirely, giving a full 60 student roster for the two classes of the grade most of the Ojamajo are in(and while no as readily available, I hear even Poppu's class has a complete roster). Naturally, I can't guarantee familiarity with every classmate if readers pick one that has only had a single episode of focus. Well, go ahead and vote, and with any luck, I'll have an initial scene with the chosen girl either this evening or tomorrow morning.
  15. RedFish3000

    Alice's Desperate Saturday

    Hello everyone! Welcome to my first interactive story! This interactive story is a spin-off of a story a wrote some time ago: Alice's Desperate Schoolday, so you might want to check the story to meet the characters better, and see what my writing style is like. So, here's how this interactive story will work. The protagonist will be Alice. She has invited her friends Alex and Tommy to her house to spend the day. However, soon she realizes the toilet is broken. Alex and Tommy don't have any problem going outside, but Alice prefers to hold her pee. You will tell Alice what to do, and can talk to her as well. As for Alex and Tommy, you can't tell them what to do, but you can talk to them, and even see their thoughts if you want to. The only limit is no nudity, whether partial or total. Other than that, I think there's nothing else to say. Let's begin! It's saturday morning, Alice wakes up excited that Alex and Tommy will come to her house to spend the day with her. However, while she thinks of everything she has to do today, she feels a slight twinge in her bladder, reminding her that she needs to take her morning pee. "Well, I'd better go pee. I wouldn't like to end up like last time." She says to herself. However, when she goes to the bathroom, she realizes that her toilet isn't working at all. "Oh no!" she exclaims to herself. "What should I do now?"
  16. Welcome, one and all, to Faust's Latest interactive, the Fateful Occurrences Interactive! Now, as Faust mentioned in the general, In this interactive, you do not control the person.... But you control the environment around a person, which may lead to accidents, or incidents of an illicit nature. How does it work? Simple.... The Audience as a whole picks a target, who will be selected to focus on. While the character will no longer be directed by people's own decisions, one can imagine a few little ways to interact. For example, if one closes a bathroom door, or guides someone else into it, the character will have to find another place to go....Or even put off peeing entirely. Depending on the scenario, your influence will result in different endings for the character. Try to shoot for every one. [Endings fall under several categories. There are Normal, Wetting, Messing, Vulgar, Outdoor, and Secret endings for each target. One may discover more with time, but for now..... Time to pick a target! [Targets] (Targets are individuals that you can follow, with hopes of them having an accident. Different characters will have difference scenes, and different difficulties in coercing accidents, or other lewd scenes. Unlock endings for girls to unlock new targets) [Target Format: This is the format for any Targets that are to be included on the list. If one wishes to submit their own target, it must be filled out entirely. (Meaning one must be willing to have their targets cater to each urge.) Name: What is the name of your target? Wetting: How hard [On a scale of 1-5 hearts] is it to make this character Wet themselves? Messing: How hard [on a scale of 1-5 hearts] Is it to make this character Mess themselves? Lust: How hard [on a scale of 1-5 hearts] is it to make this character lose themselves to Lust? Bust Size: How big is this target's bust? Be as specific as you like Rump Size: How prominent is your targets bottom? Appearance: What does your character look like? An image is preferred... [The Less Hearts, the easier it is] Targets Name: Youmu Konpaku Wetting ❤️ Messing ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ Lust: ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ Bust Size: Modest Rump Size: Firm Appearance: Youmu Endings Unlocked: [None] Name: Weiss Schnee Wetting: ❤️ ❤️ Messing: ❤️ ❤️ Lust: ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ Bust Size: Modest Rump Size: Perky Appearance: Weiss Endings Unlocked: [None] Name: Yuno Gasai Wetting:❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ Messing: ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ Lust: ❤️❤️ ❤️ Bust Size: Ample Rump Size: Plump Appearance: Yuno Endings Unlocked: [None] Name: Ayano Wetting:💀💀💀💀💀 Messing: 💀💀💀💀💀 Lust: 💀💀💀💀💀 Bust Size: Prominent Rump Size: Firm Appearance: Ayano Endings Unlocked: [None] Name: Wynn Tatsumaki Wetting:❤️ ❤️ ❤️ Messing: ❤️ ❤️ Lust: ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ Bust Size: Modest Rump Size: Modest Appearance: Wynn Endings Unlocked: [None] Name: Juuni Neptunia Wetting:❤️ ❤️ Messing: ❤️ ❤️ Lust: ❤️ Bust Size: Flat Rump Size: Prominent Appearance: Juuni Endings Unlocked: [None] And, lastly...To mark your progress, Faust is including Achievements again! Though, they might do something, if you obtain a lot of them..... [Good Luck]: ??? [Dripping]: ??? [So Close]: ??? [LEWD!]: ??? [Oof...]: ??? [And so it begins]: Pick your first target. So, without further ado, please pick your target! [Urges to be targeted will be decided during the story]
  17. joshnolan

    female Naughtypuma.com

    Leggings wetting.mp4 Sexy Xmas wetting.mp4 Wet Morning = Good Morning.mp4 Wet Dance = Sexy Dance.mp4
  18. TheGreatNobody

    Life is Wet

    So, this is basically the game 'Life is Strange' but a bit wetter. I highly recommend playing it first if you plan to, because there are spoilers in here. I've cut out some parts and have reduced some parts in size, changed up a lot of the conversation (except for the very beginning) either because I wanted to or because it fit better with the changes I made to the story, but still large parts are pretty similar with the difference of you, the reader, not having any choices to make. It's a great game that isn't too expensive, so try it out! At the moment I've finished chapter one, but I've split it in two because it'd be a long read otherwise. I don't know if I'm gonna do the whole series, you'll just have to see. If you've read my work before I'm sure you're familiar with my unreliability in following up on larger projects so keep that in mind. Chrysalis part I A loud roar of thunder fills Max Caulfield’s ears. She opens her eyes and pushes the upper part of her body up from the ground she is laying on, looking around to the trees in the darkness of the night, occasionally lighting up through the lightning coming from the sky. She is cold, and soaked from top to toe because of the rain pouring down on her. “Where am I? What’s happening?” she thinks to herself. “I’m trapped in a storm? How did I get here? And where is ‘here’?” She looks around some more, until she finds a familiar sight. “Wait, there’s the lighthouse. I’ll be safe if I can make it there. I hope. Please let me make it there…” She lifts up her arm to protect her face from the onslaught of wind and rain on her face, while walking up towards the lighthouse. “Come on Max, you can make it…” she thinks. “Holy shit,” she exclaims as she makes it up there, and is greeted by the sight of a huge tornado heading straight for the town below. In the corner of her eye, a speedboat flies through the air and straight into the lighthouse, breaking the top of the latter apart and sending it straight down to where she stands. --- “Whoa!” she thinks as she lifts her head up from her desk. “That was so surreal.” In the background her teacher, Mr. Jefferson, was talking but she barely registered. “Okay… I’m in class… Everything’s cool… I’m okay…” A piece of paper flies across the room from Taylor’s hand straight into Kate’s face and Victoria’s phone vibrates as Jefferson asks the class a question, but Max’s mind is still preoccupied. “I didn’t fall asleep, and... that sure didn’t feel like a dream… weird.” A girl to her left perks up and answers the teacher. “Diane Arbus!” “There you go Victoria! Why Arbus?” Mr. Jefferson continues. Victoria answers and the teacher continues to lecture, mentioning something about framing people in dark corners and desperation, but Max isn’t paying attention. She is looking around at all her stuff on and around her desk for some reason, examining her pencil case, diary, bag and a loose photo on her desk, making comments to herself about every object. When she notices her old-school camera, she almost instinctively takes a picture with it, making everyone in the class turn shift their focus to her. “Shhhh, I believe Max has taken what you kids call a “selfie”… A dumb word for a wonderful photographic tradition. And Max… has a gift,” Jefferson interrupts his lesson. “Crap, now everyone is paying attention to me,” Max thought. “Why did I have to do that? Nobody was even noticing me!” The sudden flush of anxiety makes her realize the sound of the rain and the extremely realistic feel of soaked clothes had made her need a bathroom… But now, she has to pretend she is paying attention! “Now Max, since you’ve captured our interest and clearly want to join the conversation, can you please tell us the name of the process that gave birth to the first self-portraits?” Shit. She read about this, but now her mind is blank and the only thing she can think off is to keep herself from shifting in her seat, now that her bladder is suddenly making its status known. The last thing she needs right now is everybody noticing she has to pee. “You’re asking me? Let me think… Um…” she says sheepily. Mr. Jefferson is not amused by it. “You either know this or not, Max. Is there anybody here who knows their stuff?” he says in an annoyed tone. Of course, Victoria has the right answer and is happy to show off. The Daguerreian process. “I knew that!” she thinks, but now it’s too late. Victoria is mocking her and Taylor laughs along, causing Max to hang her head in shame as Jefferson continues to explain it. At least now everyone’s head has turned back to the teacher, giving Max the opportunity to cross her legs and give her crotch a squeeze, relieving her of the immediate pressure. Moments later, the bell rings. Max packs her stuff and gets up from her seat as Jefferson addresses some students. Her bladder is uncomfortably full but now that she knows it, it’s manageable. “…and yes Max, I see you pretending not to see me,” Jefferson says as Max sighs. Now that she has her bladder under control, she stays behind while everyone except Kate and Victoria leaves and walks around the room, taking in every detail she can, making a photo of some etched marks and making conversation with a sad Kate, apologizing for her answer earlier. Luckily Kate is understanding. She always is. Behind her, she picks up the paper ball that was thrown into the sad girl’s face. “Dear Kate, don’t forget to use the bathroom today!” it says. “Why would Taylor write that?” Max thinks. It brings her attention back to the bathroom though, and she realizes she’d better go take care of business. “I see you Max Caulfield. Don’t even think about leaving here until we talk about your entry,” Jefferson calls out as she tries to leave the premises, referring to the photo contest. “Crap!” she thinks to herself. “Of course he wants to keep me here now! Well, I’ll just have to hold on for now.” It slightly annoys her, but she isn’t worried. She held on for way longer before, she just has to prevent her need from becoming to noticeable. “I’d never let one of photography’s future stars avoid handing in her picture,” he says. Her picture… her awful picture. It’s probably not going to win anyway. “Do I have to? I just don’t think it’s that big a deal” she says, trying to deflect. Of course, this results in a long lecture with Victoria glancing at her smugly. Max tries her best to stand as still as she can. When he is finally done, she is free to turn around and exit the room. Out in the hallway, she notices all the students walking around carefree, banter everywhere, and is overtaken by her anxiety. Her bladder suddenly screams out and she can barely prevent it from emptying right then and there without moving to obviously, and she positions herself against the wall where she subtly rubs her legs together. “I really need to get to the bathroom before I make myself look like a total loser,” she thinks. She puts on some music to drown out the voices around her and to distract potential onlookers from her leg movements by moving her upper body in tandem. She is in her own world now, which eases her anxiety and brings her bladder back under control enough to start moving towards the bathroom. Having earbuds in gives you a great excuse not to answer any more people, and the security of knowing she isn’t going to be stopped by anyone on her way there puts Max’s mind and bladder at ease. She can’t help herself from checking out all the posters, people and little details on the way there now she feels secure again. She makes mental notes about all of them, including all the missing person posters of some girl named Rachel, and even checks out her locker for a while. After wandering around aimlessly like this noticing Samuel, the janitor, mopping up a puddle, suddenly takes her mind back to her bladder. “Shit, I better get to the bathroom now before I give him more work,” she thinks. “Why do I always have to check out every little corner I can find where ever I am? I have enough time for that after this!” Getting close to the bathroom doesn’t do her bladder any good, and she feels the contents suddenly start to push violently against the sphincter in her urethra. Her left hand shoots to her crotch as she picks up the pace towards her destination, hoping nobody notices her while she does so. Luckily, nobody sees her as she enters the bathroom while doing an obvious pee dance, and she takes the moment to grab herself with both hands. Despite this, a few drops escape into her panties and she feels them getting damp. “Shit! Where did that come from?” she thinks as she hurries towards one of the stalls. Just before she enters it, she is momentarily distracted by a beautiful butterfly entering the bathroom through an open window and settling down on a bucket. Immediately she forgets her need and takes out her camera to take a picture with her instant camera. As she waves it around to make it develop, the disconnect to her need makes her sphincter relax for just a moment, enough to send an even bigger spurt than before down into her panties and jeans. She crosses her legs and immediately stops the leak, but is horrified to see a small wet patch on her crotch. “Oh no! I’m having an accident for real! I can’t believe I let a stupid butterfly distract me!” she thinks. Just as she starts making her way to the nearest stall, she is startled by the opening of the bathroom door. Immediately her heart jumps, and behind the door appears the face of… a boy? In the girl’s bathroom? “What is Nathan doing here?” she thinks. Quickly, she hides in the back and jams both hands in between her legs to help her hold it while leaning against the outer wall of the last stall. She hears Nathan talking to himself, but she is too distracted by her need to register any of it. Soon afterwards, the door opens again and someone else enters. She hears a female voice this time, of someone checking the stalls behind her before starting to talk to Nathan in an animated sense. She definitely can’t come out now; she’s trapped! Only seconds later, she suddenly loses all control. Her urine violently streams into her panties and against the crotch of her jeans. Warmth quickly spreads to the back, front and down her legs on all sides as she gives up and spreads her legs. She looks in panic through freshly forming tears straight down at the urine making its way through her jeans, into her shoes and onto the floor, forming a huge puddle in between her feet. The tears are now rolling down Max’s cheeks and her vision is blurry. She felt so humiliated! Why did this still happen to her, even now she’s an adult? She came here for a fresh start! She has to get out of this mess! “Please… just let time reverse… and I’ll go to the bathroom much quicker this time, I promise!” Instinctively, she reaches out her right hand, and it was as if time stood still… and then her vision became clearer. Wait, did her shoes just dry up? And her ankles? Now the girls and Nathan are heading out the door and… “Whoa! What the fuck?” Max thinks as she lifts her head from her desk again. She looks around and sees the exact same scene as before in art class. “I… I was in the bathroom… peeing my pants… and now I’m back here? All because I held up my hand and just wanted time to reverse? That can’t be… this has to be just a dream, but Mr. Jefferson is holding the exact same lecture!” Moments later, a paper ball flays into Kate’s face again… Max has definitely seen this before! She looks down at her pants… dry again. And her bladder full again. If Victoria’s phone rings again… This is real. Bzzzzz bzzzz “Shit!” The buzzing of Victoria’s phone makes Max jump, and she knocks her camera off her desk, shattering it in the process. “Okay, if I can actually do this, I might as well try it out now…” Max holds out her hand, and lo and behold, the pieces come back together to form one complete camera and it flies back onto her desk. “I did it! I’m a human time machine! Okay, don’t freak out. When I took a selfie, Jefferson asked me a question. If he does again, I’ll know this is for real.” *click* “Shhhh, I believe Max has taken what you kids call a “selfie”… A dumb word for a wonderful photographic tradition. And Max… has a gift,” Jefferson says again. “I’m not dreaming, this is real!” Max thinks. “This is my savior! I’ve reversed time! Now I just have to make sure I don’t have another accident, but I feel like I need to go a little bit more than the previous time… Better make sure I get there soon!” “Now Max, since you’ve captured our interest and clearly want to join the conversation, can you please tell us the name of the process that gave birth to the first self-portraits?” Jefferson asks again. A wave of desperation hits her again as everyone is looking at her, and this time she has no choice but to shift in her chair and cross her legs to help her keep it under control. “Dammit, now everybody knows I have to go…” she thinks. “Better make use of that if I want to keep my pants dry.” “I’m sorry but I really have to use the bathroom” she says. “Nice try Max, but you’re not going to get away that easy. We can talk more after class,” Jefferson says. “Oh shit, now he wants to keep me after class again! That means I really have to hurry afterwards…” Max thinks, while Victoria answers the question again. “But wait… I can reverse time and answer the question instead of her!” She puts out her hand and reverses time again, but as soon as she stops she feels a disturbing pang in her bladder. “Better not do that again until I’m safely on a toilet,” she thinks before answering the question correctly, to the delight of Jefferson and annoyance of Victoria. After the bell, she gathers her stuff and gets up from her chair a little too quickly, and has to keep in place for a moment while crossing her legs. She feels sweat forming on her forehead. “Nice answer Max! Are you okay? You look pale,” Kate says to her. “Oh, uh, Kate… Did we talk at all today?” Max asks her. “This is the first time. What’s wrong?” Kate asks in a concerned voice. “Eh… Nothing, I’m just tripping. I’m sorry, I really have to go now!” she says as she feels a few drops slip past her sphincter again. Having lost complete control before already, it made her feel extremely vulnerable. She hurries to the door again, only to hear Jefferson calling her out again. “I see you Max Caulfield. Don’t even think about leaving here until we talk about your entry,” he says. “Crap,” she thinks once again as she reluctantly turns around. “I’d never let one of photography’s future stars avoid handing in her picture,” he continues. “I’m not avoiding, I just really…” “Biding time, waiting for the elusive ‘right moment’?” “Exactly! And at this moment I really have…” “Max, don’t wait too long. John Lennon once said that “Life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans.” Go on now, don’t let me stop you.” “Good because I really have to leave now before my plans are ruined.” She knew that’s probably not what he meant at all, but she was grateful to use it as an excuse to get rid of him. A small spurt dampened her panties again as she walked out of the classroom, trying her best not to show her dire need to her professor and Victoria. “I hope I have enough time to get to the bathroom… please… please… I don’t want to pee my pants again!” she thinks as she speedwalks through the corridor towards the bathroom. In the last stretch towards it with nobody between her and the bathroom door anymore, she puts her left hand in her crotch again, and felt a small wet patch in her crotch again… “Shit shit shit shit,” is all she can think as tears well up in her eyes again. She quickly gets into the bathroom and immediately dashes into the nearest stall. As she steps in, a large spurt makes it past her urethra again. She jams her second hand into her crotch just in time to feel a warm wet patch spreading in her crotch and halfway down her thighs. She just manages to stop it, but when the bathroom door startles her again her bladder spasms, and this time there was no stopping it. Her loud, hissing stream violently hits the crotch of her panties and pants and once again she feels the wetness rushing down her legs and into her shoes. “What the fuck?” she hears behind her. In shock, she looks over her shoulder to see Nathan staring down at her accident. Tears fill her eyes again and she instinctively puts her arm out to reverse time again, hoping it would work. But just before she manages to do so, Nathan grabs her extended arm by the wrist and pulls her out of the stall. “Get out!” He screams at her while showing her the handle of a gun. “And don’t tell anyone about what you saw!” Terrified, Max stumbles out of the bathroom as the final spurts of her accident make their way into her pants. Her squishy shoes leave behind a trail on the ground as she gets into the main hall while sobbing inconsolably. “Oh my god, what a baby!” She hears Victoria exclaim. Max looks up and sees the mean girl laughing and pointing at her. Immediately she holds out her arm and within seconds feels time reverse once again, her shoes, socks, jeans and panties drying once again in the process while Nathan walks backwardly past her out of the bathroom. With her clothes dry again, but her bladder full once more, she quickly makes her way into the bathroom while trying to unbutton her jeans. She wants to dash into the nearest stall again but apparently she hasn’t reversed time far enough; when she hears the door handle behind her she quickly runs to the back of the bathroom where she had her first accident and hides while holding herself with all her might while shifting her legs over each other. Again a spurt warms the crotch of her panties, but she regains control with the utmost effort while the bathroom door opens once more. She hears the same voice of the girl checking the stalls again, and she realizes she’s going to have another accident. Then, she notices the bucket with the blue butterfly on top standing beside her. “That’s my chance to keep my pants dry!” Max thinks to herself. She resumes trying to undo her jeans while the conversation at the other end of the bathroom is heating up. Just before she got her zipper down though, a loud bang makes her lose control once more. With pee pouring down her legs, she looks around the stalls to see what happened, only to see a blue haired girl lying in a growing pool of blood, while a pool of urine is growing between her overflowing shoes. “He shot her! What a bastard! I have to save the girl!” she thinks. Again, she pulls out her arm and quickly sees the girl standing up again with Nathan intimidating her with his gun. She doesn’t even notice the wetness spreading in her pants immediately; her main concern is saving the girl now. But how? Then she sees the fire alarm on the wall behind her, and a hammer on the floor below. Quickly, she picks it up and smashes the alarm, causing it to ring immediately. She hears a shuffle and Nathan moaning from the other end, and she looks around the stalls just in time to see him hunched over while the blue haired girl flees the scene. Seconds later, Nathan follows. Only now that she is alone she notices that she has peed herself once again. Tears form in her eyes as she realizes there’s no way to prevent her accident and save the girl at the same time; she is going to have to walk to her dorm in wet pants! She looks at herself in the mirror for a moment, but it only makes her distress worse as she directly looks at her soaked jeans below. Not long afterwards, she can barely see it anymore as her vision becomes too blurry again, with tears rolling down her cheeks. She wipes them away and decides that by now, all the students have probably left the building. Hoping she will be noticed by as little people as possible, she steps out of the bathroom. But immediately she is met by an intimidating posture. “Ha! I found the culprit!” the security guard, David Madsen, proclaims loudly. “You pulled the alarm just so nobody would see that you peed yourself, didn’t you?” “No! I… I…” Max tried to defend herself as new tears rolled down her face. “Mr. Madsen!” she hears from a distance. “Stop heckling that poor girl! She’s distraught enough already,” the principal says sternly, as the security guard backs off. “Come over here, Caulfield.” “Is there anything you need to tell me?” principal Wells asks Max after she made her way over. “I… s… saw N… Nathan waving a g… g… gun,” Max stammered, “In the girl’s bathroom!” “Disappointing display, miss Caulfield, I expected you to be more mature than to slander other students in order to escape blame for your… incident,” Wells said, loudly inhaling through his nose in a disgusted fashion. “Get out of here and go clean yourself before I write you up.” “I shouldn’t have tried to tell the truth,” Max thought. “What was I thinking? Nathan’s dad has way too much power over this school for the principal to believe me. Maybe I should change my answer.” As she reverses time, she thinks of a better one. “I really had to pee after class and then the alarm went off and it just happened…” Max told Wells. “Well, if anything, I hope you learned from this to use the bathroom before it’s too late next time. Now get out of here and clean yourself up,” the principal said. To Max’s horror, she saw practically all students in front of the school. As she felt panic wash over her, a drone hit a tree and fell down a few meters away. Behind the drone, she saw Brooke standing with a tablet in one hand, and the other hand on her mouth as they made direct eye contact. She saw the expression change from shock into one of laughter as she started giggling. Max felt new tears starting to form and started speedwalking to the dorms, her shoes loudly squishing with every step. “Excuse me, Max? I’ve got a petition to… Oh my! Oh my, you poor girl!” She heard Ms. Grant say as she sped past her. She tried to ignore all the sounds coming from the students in the yard, rather not knowing who saw and who didn’t. As she entered the yard in front of the rooms, she saw Victoria with her lackeys sitting on the steps in front of the entrance. “Shoot! I have to walk past them! I’m never going to live this down!” As she approached the girl, Victoria laughed loudly. “Ha! I didn’t know you were such a baby, Max! Why aren’t you taking a selfie now? Wait, let me help you!” The mean girl quickly pulls out her phone as Max instinctively covers her crotch with both her hands, but of course she couldn’t hide the full extent of her accident. “Don’t worry, I’ll put a nice vintage filter on this before I post it all over social media,” Victoria said while Taylor and Courtney giggle behind her. “Oh, did you want to get to your room? I guess you have to come up with another way.” Through her tears Max notices the sprinklers right next to the steps. As Samuel ascends a ladder with a paint bucket in his hands, Max notices the open door on the end of the building and comes up with a plan. Inside the janitor’s closet, she changes the pressure on the sprinklers and turns them on. “Wow, what the hell?” she hears Victoria exclaim. The three girls get up from the steps after being sprayed by water. “Water all over my cashmere! We can’t even chill on the steps?” “Chill, victoria, we’ll get some towels,” Courtney says as her and Taylor make their way into the dorms. As soon as they do, Max notices Victoria crossing her legs while one hand disappears under her skirt. She’s doing an obvious pee-dance for a few seconds before getting back in control, but she keeps her legs crossed as she stands there. Now that she is alone, Max approaches her but Victoria still blocks the entrance. “No way, miss pee-pants.” “Wait a minute,” Max thought to herself. “When I reversed time I had to pee a little bit more every time… If it works the same for others maybe I can make Victoria have an accident too, that way she’ll have to let me past.” Max continued to rewind, the pee dance getting a little longer and more intense every time. It seemed to be working, until one time she got confirmation; as soon as Taylor and Courtney stepped into the dorms, she noticed a few drops falling from under Victoria’s skirt. Her hands shot to her crotch, which resulted in her doubling over and pushing her jean skirt between her legs. She thought she saw a small wet patch form on it behind those hands, and figured this was her moment. She tried to move past Victoria again, but was stopped once more. “No way, miss pee-pants,” she said again, but this time a little less convincingly while still shifting her legs. Max looked down and now clearly saw the wet patch, along with some wet streaks going down the girl’s tights. “Looks like you’re having some trouble yourself,” Max said. “Are you blind? Those sprinklers did that!” Victoria said as her voice skips. “Sure…” “I swear!” Well, one more time then. Max reversed time until the moment Courtney and Taylor closed the door behind them, and almost immediately a waterfall cascaded between Victoria’s legs. “NOOOOOO!” She screamed as she pushed her skirt in between her leg once again, this time resulting in a way bigger wet patch. She quickly pulled her hands out and used them to hide her face as she collapsed on the steps, pee still pouring out of her but now pooling in her skirt and flowing down the steps from there. She started sobbing, and Max saw her time to get even. “Hey, Victoria!” she said. “Don’t say a word!” the sobbing girl replied. “Hold that pose!” Max said as she got her camera out and took a picture of the scene. “No filter needed before I post this.” This resulted in Victoria’s sobbing intensifying as she put her head on her wet tights and hid her head with her arms. “Damn, now I feel bad,” Max thought. “Maybe I shouldn’t have done that.” She rewinds time once more, and sees Victoria soaking her skirt and tights again. “Hey, Victoria…” “Don’t say a word!” Victoria answers again. “I just wanted to say… I’m sorry this happened, I know how it feels,” Max answers earnestly. “Yeah, I guess so… And I guess it serves me right. I’m sorry for making fun of you and blocking the entrance, I just thought it was so funny that this happened to a girl my age until it happened to me… I still don’t know how, I didn’t even have to go that badly until the sprinklers went off…” “Yeah, same… I was just about to get into the bathroom and then the fire alarm went off and it just happened…” Max said, continuing the white lie she told principal Wells. “Can I go to my room now?” “Of course, I have to get out of sight too,” Victoria said, motioning her head to the yard in front. Max looked around and saw everyone looking at the two wet girls, everyone either laughing or looking on in shock except for Kate, who looked on sympathetically. “Shit,” Max said as she quickly got into the dorms. Inside, Taylor and Courtney run past her with paper towels in their hands. “Hurry, Courtney! Victoria is going to be pissed we took so long…” Taylor said. “Oh wow, those sprinklers got you way better than I realized…” Max heard Courtney say after the door opened again. “Hey, there’s no need to cry, it’s just water…” was the last thing Max heard before entering her room.
  19. View File Danipicas- Meli locks my pants and gets me desperate. As promised, Danipicas and her padlocked jeans. I'l be uploading the video that she mentions at the end later tonight or tomorrow. Enjoy Submitter Sam9 Submitted 08/09/2018 Category Desperation Clothing  
  20. Hello, I'm looking for videos of an old xtube user by the name of pretty_pissy_panties. It seems her videos are all down on xtube. I found them on waybackmachine for reference. Does anyone have these saved by any chance? https://web.archive.org/web/20170228143703/https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/wetting-blue-lace-panties-28147961
  21. I don’t often see my sister since she lives in Ohio, but she was visiting me before going out of town and left her computer with me for safe keeping. I haven’t played the sims since I was probably 14, so I decided to load up origin and see what I could do. As I waited for several of my old expansion packs to download, I drank about 12 ounces of water and 8 ounces of cranberry juice. My WiFi is very slow, so it took roughly 2 hours. By the time the game was fully installed with all expansions, my need was at a 6. I was sitting on my foot moving back and forth as I opened chrome to download some mods. This always takes forever since I never pay for vip on the sims resource, and I don’t have an ad blocker. I was about 5 mods in when I had to stop and apply more pressure on my pee hole against my foot. I felt a spurt come out and soak my panties and the crotch of my leggings, but I didn’t bother getting up. I thought I had a lot more time. I readjusted my position on my bed and balanced the laptop on my knee so I could move my pillows, when the laptop suddenly slid down my leg and slammed into my bladder. I yelped and pushed the laptop off me and sat up straight, feeling my panties dampen again. This time, it was two spurts, and I held on for dear life. I didn’t want to stand up till I gained back full control, but I knew my time was running out. My bladder was spasming and I moaned as I held my hand to my crotch desperately, my fingers now dripping from the soaked fabric. Once I thought I had full control back, I slowly moved forward to put my feet on the floor, and that was it. I spread my legs as I laid on my back, moaning and gasping as my bladder released all over my bed, soaking into the sheets and mattress. My pussy was spasming, and I could hear the piss hissing as it sprayed against my panties. When I finally finished, I quickly got up and stripped out of my soaked panties, leggings and the hem of my shirt. It felt amazing.
  22. Iceprincessmae

    Fun With my spouse some nudity kinda

    Version 1.0.0

    515 downloads

    First time ever for video of me doing this so I seem a bit awkward .Decided to have some fun in front of my husband,hadn't wetmyself in forever been hooked on good nights for a bit so it felt amazing husband loves it. No real nudity just some lip and a lol rubbing really.um enjoy I guess

    Free

  23. gtg2468

    female Piss explosion

    I was holding it through my daughters very long dance recital and their toilets are a bit on the small side and I just couldn’t control it. F126260B-3E16-49F9-9A34-D624E9073BF2.mov
  24. Plug Cryostat

    A tentacle groping wetting

    Here is a wetting drawing i did yesterday.
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