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  1. The goal of this particular interactive is to not pee your pants. Or to pee your pants in an interesting way. There are 10 possible endings and dozen of exciting paths! :p *** You wake up to the sound of your phone chiming an aggressively loud tone. Bleh. You hate walking up to an alarm. Particularly on a Saturday when you didn't even need to get up. You really need to go into your phone's settings and set the alarm to weekdays only. But not right now. Right now you are bursting for a pee. As you force yourself out of bed you idly wonder if everyone needs to pee as soon as they wake up? Or if it's just you? You don't bother with a robe. It's not that cold and your roommate Dee is the only other person in the house. Pajamas are plenty formal enough for Dee. They are even nice pajamas for a change. Your Mom decided for your birthday last month that you needed better than sweats and a T-shirt in case you ever had "company" and picked you out a cute pair of flannelette polka-dot pj's. It's getting almost too warm for them, you muse, might need to switch to just panties and that old T in a couple of weeks. When you reach the bathroom door you are annoyed to find it locked. You can just hear the sound of running water behind the door. Dee must be having a shower. Damn it. You really need to pee. Like now. Would you like to; Knock on the door and yell at Dee to hurry up? Turn to page 12 Wait until she is done showering? Turn to page 31 Pee in the kitchen sink? Turn to page 26 Find something else to pee in? Turn to page 28
  2. I don’t own any rights to life is strange, also, this is my first contribution to this cite, so, please do enjoy, and feel free to comment and critique. To those who have played through Life is Strange: Before the Storm, I am starting with Chloe and Rachel on the train, written in Rachel’s Point of View. Also, for the sake of this piece, and for my own comfort, Rachel, Chloe, and anyone else I may mention are 18+ and instead of it being a Highschool, Blackwell is a college. Sorry for the length, I kinda just went with the flow. Rachel’s desperate train ride I had just jumped on a train, with Chloe Price. I am ditching school, with Chloe Price. She is such a rebel, and I really don’t see what people have against her. She has no shame, hell, I was changing, and she walked in. I mean, I don’t mind, at all. I was just hoping to visit the restroom before she came in to give me my belt. But, perhaps it was Hella entertaining to see her walk in on me. She was definitely looking. But, that doesn’t change the fact that I didn’t get a chance to pee before coming on this train. I am sure I can hold it longer though, I just don’t want her to know. I just hope I can find a way to escape just long enough to find some relief with out drawing attention. The train suddenly shakes, and my need rises. When was the last time I went, cause, shit, I need to go. I notice Chloe looking over, I sit on the wooden box looking out of the train. “Pull up a chair Price, the view is amazing” “K…. Where is this going?” “I don’t know.” I cross my legs, not only to hide my need, but also to help hold it in. I need to go. Bad. “North? Maybe we will end up in Seattle!” Why did I wear jeans? If worst came to worst, if I wore my costume, or even some black sweats, may have been able to hide it did I did the worst thing imaginable, piss myself in front of the girl I actually really like. Not gonna lie, I hadn’t peed since last night, not cause I was lazy, but because I was too busy planning for today, and also, Fire walk. Damn, I want to catch my father in the act, but how bad would it be if I stop him, hate him for it, in soaked jeans. Shit, I really need to go. And Chloe, what will she think? What if she hates me for wetting myself like a little kid. I should have included a bathroom break in my plan. I have needed to pee since, god, since Firewalk. My bladder trembles as I start clenching at my crotch, How close am I really to pissing myself? “Rachel, you ok?” I look up to see a concerned look on chloe’s face, with maybe, a twist of something else? “Yeah, I’m fine, I just, I don’t know. Did you find a seat yet?” “Yeah, right here. Rachel, are you sure you are ok? You look like you need to-” “I said I was ok Price.” I gasp as a little bit comes out, Why didn’t I fucking go before getting on this train. “I think your lying to me. Rachel, When was the last time you-” “I think we should do something fun.” I decide to sit in the floor, doing everything I can to hold it in. But what Chloe said next Startled me, “V-Card’s been punched, Rachel. I’m sorry.” That was enough that some more came out. And took me everything not to lose complete control. “Wow” I honestly was thinking of two truths and a lie, but, like I said before, this girl has no shame. I’m sure if she were in my position she would have just told me. “Too far?” “Well, I don’t know.” “I see it caused you to, uh.” I look down to see a baseball sized patch on my crotch. “Yeah, I have needed to pee since, well, last night.” “You think you can make it until we get to, umm, wherever we are going.” “There isn’t even a bathroom there Price. I really don’t know.” “Rachel…. I” “Forget it Chloe, I just need to figure out what to do.” Things were silent for some time. I need to go so bad. How do I relieve myself without peeing myself in front of Chloe? Think Rachel, Think. “Hey, Rachel, I…… I think you should just.” “Do what Chloe? I’m on the verge of peeing myself. No one my age should even. Oh god Chloe.” I then notice her look down. Chloe was hiding something. “Just tell me Chloe.” She finally gives in. “I think you should just go right there. Honestly, You will feel better.” I was in shock, She thinks I should just do what I was avoiding doing. But, I can’t be mad at her. She can’t hide it from me. She wants to see me do this. I honestly want to just willingly let go, but, not with her there. “Chloe Price, You’re hella weird.” Her eyes go wide, “Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be weird, I just want to help and-” “Relax Chloe. So, when did you start to like to see people like me in this state?“ “What! No I Don’t!” “You can’t lie to me, Chloe.” God I need to go, so badly. “So, mind telling me something else about yourself? I could use a distraction from my bursting bladder.” “Well, I’m not really that interesting.” There is a pause as she tries desperately to change the topic. Meanwhile I’m trying desperately not to piss myself. Not yet anyway. “Well, It’s nice Rachel we’re having.” I laugh, “What!?” It hurts to hold it in. In fact, it seems I let a little more out. Enough to make the patch a tad bit larger. I notice Chloe’s eyes bulge a it, well that and her comment. “Uh, I meant Weather. Nice weather. And, uh. yeah.” It almost seems ok to let it go knowing she would enjoy it, but I still can’t just let go. I have always been Bladder shy, guess I never really noticed it until she wanted me to just release on command. However, laughing did help release a bit. “Chloe, I need to go so bad.” “Why not just let go. Might make the rest of our trip to….. mystery place, easier.” “Hella easier.” “Hella? Who says that anymore?” “It’s a Cali thing.” “California?” “Long beach, Also Ambidextrous.” “No Shit.” “I was going to use them in a game of two truths and a lie, but it looks like my bladder had other plans.” “How bad do you need to go anyway?” “Very, It hurts to hold it in.” “Just let it go. I don’t like seeing you in pain.” “I can’t, even if I try I won’t be able to with, well, other people around. besides, as much as you don’t like me in pain, you sure don’t mind walking into my dressing room without flowers.” “You wanted a belt, perhaps if you loosen it or tighten it you could.” “No, I think I should just make a deal with you Price.” “Excuse me?” “It seems that when I laugh I am able to relieve myself, as I know you saw.” “Umm. So I make you laugh and you wet, right?” “Deal is, I let you find my one ticklish spot, and let you see me pee myself if you promise me that before we both head back home, you piss yourself.” “Rachel Amber, You are hella weird. I promise.” “Pinky Promise?” We locked pinkies. Things are turning out better than I thought, my biggest mistake, What I thought might be the way things ended with her, this may be how we bond. I never thought I, at my age, would be peeing myself, and maybe liking it? “Well, I guess this is our game now. Where is Rachel Amber ticklish. One right answer. Feel free to search away.” I am most ticklish on my feet. Which is why I never wear sandals or flipflops. I don’t want people seeing my most valuable parts, except when I am on stage. When I am Prospera, I don’t mind being barefoot. I only want the right people looking at them for the right reasons, like if Chloe were to look at them when I need to pee this bad. But I still tend to try to get shoes on as soon as possible because I swear the next time I catch someone staring at my feet. Except Chloe, and maybe even Steph Gingrich, the nerd lesbian in our school. I wonder how she would have responded to this situation. Not in the way Chloe has I am sure. God Chloe, quit starring, just start searching. “So, my first guess is….” She starts scanning my body, I swear she was purposefully staring at my chest a couple of time. A natural Chloe Price move. “Armpits.” I take off my flannel shirt and lift my arms up. “Try it yourself.” She starts scratching, but to no avail. It might kill my bladder, but the tease is on. “Damn, sides?” She lifts up my shirt enough to access my sides. My bladder is Aching. Come on Chloe, I really need the relief. “How bout this. You guess this next time, I tell you the story of any other people on campus I saw wet.” I wink “Might have a certain someone at fire walk on that list.” She perks up, “I did not!” “If you guess right, you just may find out.” “Shit, okay… umm…” She reaches over and starts untying my shoes. Relief here I come. “You must be ticklish here Rachel.” She starts taking off shoes and socks. And my bladder is just dying of anticipation. She found my relief. All I can do is smile. “Try it out Price, today may just be your lucky day.” As soon as she starts scratching I scream out in laughter. My bladder lets spurts out little at a time until I stop Chloe, because finally, my bladder wont stop emptying. So much relief. I can’t help but cry as the pain starts slowly going away. I stand up and allow Chloe the show that she had been dying to see. Feeling the warmth run down my legs, soaking up every spot it came across. It was amazing, and now I am questioning why I never tried this before. All was silent, except for the sound of urine pouring down to the floor. Once the stream died down to a pitter-patter, and then halted, Chloe spoke up. “I am so sorry for putting you through this. You really must have needed to go and-” “Chloe Price, you don’t need to be sorry. Besides, you still owe me a wetting yourself. And lets hope you aren’t pee shy like I am, cause that is painful.” “Oh, yeah. And you owe me stories. Oh, and don’t worry, no pee shyness here.” There was silence for quite some time. I look at the damage. The entire back side is soaked and so is most of the front. Honestly, if this were to have happened in front of anyone else, I would have been embarrassed. But not with Chloe. She just continued to stare at my mess in awe. I decide to speak up “It, actually felt pretty nice. You might be seeing a lot more of this out of me Chloe.” She smiles, “Rachel Amber, you look hot in those soaked jeans.” “How hot?” “Hella Hot.” We laugh as my piss stained jeans glistened in the sun light entering the train. I looked out, and saw the park my father would be going to be, presumably. “We’re here!” “Where?” “Jump and find out!” “What about the stories?” “I’ll tell you as you start to show signs of desperation.” “Alright, Fuck it.” Chloe jumped out, I follow, hoping this day will only get more and more interesting. Once again, sorry about the length. If the demand is high enough I may continue this. Who has Rachel seen wet? Could she have been behind the reason behind some of them? How will Rachel react to seeing Chloe peeing herself? And who was it at Firewalk that Rachel saw piss themself?
  3. I figure I should draw more. Not only that, but I should draw better. I'll probably take request later, for now I should just focus on drawing more. Well it's been a while, so here's two I did last night. I already warned NSFW, but everyone who looks at my stuff should be prepared for anything. I'm making it a goal to draw more period, but especially what I do best. Already got more coming, there will be plenty of colored and shaded works, I just needed to loosen up a bit first. EDIT: Before It's too late to edit I forgot to mention. I do lots of furry and anthro stuff, but also pony is a favorite of mine. It's all fantasy porn, I don't go around showing this crap to little kids so I don't care. Not afraid of diaper or males, but I don't usually draw them. I tagged yuri because I plan on it.
  4. It's the latest craze throughout your school, it's the hype-est thing when you watch two souls battling it out! You always were watching with bated breath for what the next move of your classmates would be! An Epic duel, between two powerful wizards....Commanding powerful spells through their command, and.... RRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNG...BRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNG... "Ah, class time." one of the students calls, quickly turning his cards around, and exposing one of them to the other boy..A brown haired figure. "I was gonna give you some more time, but this should end it, right?" "Wha-NOOOO!! You Dick!" his brown-haired opponent calls out, slumping to the table. "Shoulda known you had somethin'. You always have somethin'." You see the small group gathered around the duo starting off at this, as you pick up your own things, and proceed to class. You haven't ever found yourself too invested in trends, but the way that the card game Magic has swept across the school...You've had a bit more than a passing interest... And, after saving up your allowance a fair bit, and mustering up enough courage...You've decided you were going to dive into the game head-first! "Come on, this is an easy problem." the teacher's voice called out, as you lightly snap to attention. ....After school, of course. The school's bell rings out eventually, and you start down the path in your neighborhood to the nearest card shop...Intent on your goal.... intent on becoming the best wizard you can be! .... ........ At least, that's what you hope can happen. Worries pervade your mind of doing various embarrassing things...being humiliated in duels....Losing every game you play...or worst.... Missing all of the abilities your soon-to-be cards will have. .... You try to push these worries aside as you look up to the glass door separating you from your destiny...and catch your reflection... ================================================================================================================================================ [Welcome to A Magic: The Gathering Interactive Story by Faust!] [This is a story Centered around the Card Game Magic: The gathering, with some special Faust-brand touches added, to promise a bit of lewdity, and excitement throughout the tale. Fear not if you have not played, for Faust shall take efforts to make it more accessible to readers than for the actual card game itself. But, before that sort of thing occurs....You must.. Create your character.] [Character Creator Initializing......] [Character Creator: [Female] Initialized!] [Height:] (Are you Short, Average, or Tall?) [Weight:] (Are you Petite, Average, or Plump?) [Bust-Size:] (Are you Flat, Modest, or Ample?) [Rump-Size:] (Are you flat, average, or Gifted?) [Hair-style:] (Short, Average, or Long?) [Clothing Style:] (Girly, Boyish, or androgynous?) [Stats!] (A New feature for this new story! A stat governs a different attribute that will relate to your character...Both on, and off the battlefield! Stats are from a 1-10 range, and you'll gain a point at every level. Stats are as follows...] Willpower: [Enables you the strength to never give up, no matter the odds! Permits clarity through tense situations...Whether the battle be without, or within...] Courage: [Enables you to challenge opponents with higher difficulties, and improves your ability for Bold Moves! Such may lead to one's success....Or get you in a load of trouble] Bladder: [The Stat everyone is familiar with! This determines how many games you can play at full concentration and How long you can play a game without needing a break. Combos well with stall decks, and vulgar intentions.] Luck: [A stat that affects many things, but not as prominently as other stats. May lead to a few fortunate occurrences, sparingly. Seduction: [A stat that governs your own physical attractiveness. May influence your selection in opponents, and your ability to charm certain individuals..] [You have 3 stat points with which to raise your stats right off] [Gift:] [A Special Gift to help define your character. Choose 1 of the following... ] Glasses: [You're blind without 'em. +1 willpower when worn.] Lucky Panties: [A special pair of garments that always makes you feel..Luckier! +1 to luck stat when worn.] Silk lingerie: [Comfy underthings that make you feel....Confident. +1 to courage when worn.] Omo Weekly: [You read it for the articles, seriously! You certainly don't hold as a hobby which gives you a +1 to bladder...Perish the thought...] H-Ticket: [A strange ticket that lets you incite vulgar scenes easier. Be it naughty terms for a Duel, or offers..] Heavy Meal: [A Hearty meal to be eaten at a time.... That will lead to the unlocking of tummy-related accidents...] Picture of ____: [A picture of a character in Faust's stories of your choice. Will permit you to start off knowing more about said person..Perhaps even making friends with them easier.] Naughty Panties: [A pair of garments you ritualistically...indulge in fantasies with. Increases experience gained through duels when something lewd happens to these panties.] Illicit Photo of ____: [A picture of a character in Faust's stories you have a...considerable interest in. Provides an advantage when playing against said person, but may lead to illicit thoughts about said character...] ================================================================================================================================================ [Character Stats: Willpower: 1 Courage: 1 Bladder: 1 Luck: 1 Seduction: 1 Points to Spend: 3 Gift: ??? AuthorFaust: Character submissions will be opened... After initial character creation is finished. Faust will provide the skeleton for submissions then.
  5. NoMaKo: An Omorashi Tale

    Version 0.3.0

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    Disclaimer: I am not the developer of this game, only uploading it here on his behalf. You can get in contact him through the tumblr links posted in this description. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (Paraphrased) From the developer's blog (https://nomakodev.tumblr.com/): "NoMaKo is an omorashi RPG. If the term “omorashi” is alien to you, then this probably isn’t your type of game! It’s usual turn based RPG action with adventures to be had, dungeons to be travelled through, and many puzzles to solve. All while drinking to recover HP and MP and having to deal with the bladder need of the characters who are animated with progressively more desperate squirming. If this need isn’t handled, well… laundry can be done at any inn! Design is intended to not be frustrating: running is always successful, no missing, KO’d party members still receive EXP, etc! A unique feature compared to other RPGs of this type is the ability for characters to learn to push themselves further with holding. After an accident or using the toilet when beyond their limit, the character’s holding ability will permanently grow slightly! This can be seen on their status page. This demo’s playtime is estimated to be around 4-6 hours. It’s not encrypted, so if you have RPG Maker VX Ace, you may totally open the project and snoop about. I want to see more omo games, so I hope to show off how I did things so others may follow! Look through the common events and look in the scripts file and see the modification I did to the Actor script to add the omo system. Please enjoy and leave feedback if you wish! I hope you enjoy your adventure with Noelle, Maple, and Kora! Known Issues Windows 10 users, there is an issue with crashing. Among testers, consistently it was found that anyone who had the game crash occasionally at battle start up was running Windows 10. Don’t know why! So right click the game, set properties to Windows 7 compatibility and save often! Might help. Also, sometimes desperation/wetting notices may be triggered just as you change screens, with the changing of screen interrupting it. A minor annoyance, but not really a big problem!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So in essence, NoMaKo is a newcomer to the Omorpg scene. I have played through it and, in my opinion, it is a fun, light-hearted adventure that is reminiscent of older JRPGs. Some of it's features include: -Unique battle sprites and animations for all three of the playable characters (including different desperation stages and wettings). -The ability to increase the size of each character's bladder by having them hold to their limits. -An interesting take on RPG gameplay as well as a plethora of puzzles. The RPG Maker VX Ace RTP is required to play it, more information and updates on the game can be found on the developer's tumblr: https://nomakodev.tumblr.com/ If you enjoyed it please give the creator a note, I'm sure they will appreciate it!

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  6. Just a few short stories I came up with based on characters from the Equestria Girls movies. Nothing special, and probably not my highest quality stories, but people don't seem as fussy about that here as they do on fimfiction. Chapter 1: Rarity's Secret Wetting Rarity was walking with her friends in the woods, at 10:00 in the morning, on a summer day. However, she could not shake the feeling that she had forgotten something today. She couldn't think of what. She had done her hair, put on her eyeliner and nail polish, and had her breakfast, with a cup of coffee, as well as a cup of tea. After ten minutes of walking, admiring the scenery, and talking about their favorite subjects, Rarity suddenly remembered - she had not used the bathroom all day. So focused on everything else she hadn't even taken her morning pee. But, she hadn't had that much to drink last night and was sure she could hold it. She was even able to hide any signs of discomfort. About fifteen minutes later, Rarity started to become more uncomfortable. "How much longer are we going to walk for?" said Rarity. "To the other side of the forest and back," said Twilight Sparkle. By the time they were backtracking, it had been forty minutes. They had often stopped whenever Fluttershy was looking at some sort of animal in there, or Twilight wanted to study something. Rarity really needed to go now. Her coffee and tea had caught up to her and filled up her bladder even more. "Uuuhhhhhh..." Rarity groaned, stopping walking to cross her legs. "Are you all right Rarity?" said Sunset Shimmer. "I... I need to use the bathroom," said Rarity. "You should have gone before we came here," said Rainbow Dash. "Are there any outhouses in this forest?" "You'll either have to hold it or go behind a tree," said Twilight. "I can hold it," said Rarity. Ten minutes later she was even more desperate, sweating slightly from holding it in. How embarrassing it would be to pee in her dress in front of all her friends. "I can't hold it anymore!" Rarity ran behind a tree. She squatted down, hiked up her skirt, and, rather than pull her purple panties down outside, started to pee through them. "Ahhhhhh..." she sighed as she soaked her underwear, feeling the immense relief and secretly liking the warm release. Her stream passed through her panties and dripped to the ground under her. Once she finished peeing, she stood back up and rejoined the other girls. Her panties were soaking wet but her skirt and legs were dry. "Feel better?" said Fluttershy. "Much better," said Rarity. None of the others had any idea she had just peed in her panties. Except Applejack, she seemed to notice a smell, and Rarity blushed every time Applejack sniffed in Rarity's direction (she was standing right next to her), but Applejack didn't say anything, much to Rarity's relief. Chapter 2: Pinkie Pie Warms Herself Up It was winter, and Pinkie Pie was playing in the snow, because it had snowed a lot last night. For no apparent reason other than she was Pinkie Pie, today she was dressed in her summer outfit - A white and pink T-shirt, and short, tight jean shorts. Fluttershy, who was walking in the neighborhood and dressed for winter, couldn't understand why, but she knew Pinkie always did weird things and thought it was a little funny. It was cold, but Pinkie didn't mind at first, she was just having fun. Then she cannonballed into a big pile of snow. When she came out, she was feeling extremely cold, and was shivering hard. Suddenly, she felt she needed to pee really badly. This is what she got for drinking ten bottles of soda at once. Her first instinct would be to go into her house and get to a bathroom. But, she was colder than she'd ever been in her life. She signed in relief and satisfaction as she began peeing, soaking her jean shorts. The warmth felt so good on her crotch and her legs. She stopped shivering five seconds in. Fluttershy was watching. "Oh my," she said, thinking Pinkie was accidentally peeing herself from the cold. After Pinkie finished peeing, Fluttershy took her into her house, and filled the bathtub with hot water. "Here's a bath for you." Pinkie had been feeling a little chilly ever since she finished wetting herself, though nowhere near as cold as before. So she jumped into the tub without even undressing. Fluttershy was a little relieved at this, she would have been a little too embarrassed to see her naked. Pinkie let out another sigh of satisfaction at the heat of the bath. "Maybe I should dress for winter next time." "That would be wonderful," said Fluttershy. Pinkie farted in the tub, and blushed lightly, but Fluttershy only giggled. Chapter 3: Rainbow Snowpants Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash was racing Applejack downhill on skis. She was dressed for winter, with a dark blue winter coat and snowpants. Due to her athleticism she was wearing her usual black compression shorts under her snowpants. "I win again!" said Rainbow Dash when she reached the bottom of the hill. "One day I'm gonna win," said Applejack, who was wearing a red winter coat and jeans. "Maybe if you have as many energy drinks as me." "Ah did. Speakin' of which, ah have to go to the bathroom." Once Applejack came out of the bathroom, Rainbow said "One more race!" She was feeling an urge to pee too, but was sure she could hold it for one more race. She was fast enough, after all. "You're on," said Applejack. However, the ski lift stalled on the way up. "Oh come on!" said Rainbow Dash. Half an hour went by. It wasn't too cold out, but Rainbow was uncomfortable for other reasons. She crossed her legs and fidgeted hard, the many energy drinks she had drank having gone through her. In this time she had jumped from a regular urge to pee, to being in desperate need for a bathroom. "Hurry it up!" said Rainbow, fidgeting harder and holding herself. "I have to pee, REAL bad!" "Ah'm sure they're doin' whatever they can to fix it," said Applejack. Twenty minutes later, Rainbow was squirming harder, and crossing her legs tighter, feeling the pee sloshing around inside her. "Seriously! I REALLY need to go!" "It shouldn't be much longer," said Applejack. "But think of how beautiful it's gonna be when the snow melts. There'll be water dripping off the trees, and puddles of water everywhere." Rainbow Dash was feeling more uncomfortable, feeling as though the pressure in her bladder had just doubled. "Streams of water, and the rushing sound of rivers, and waterfalls. And in spring, there's gonna be lots of rain. Thousands of raindrops pattering on every surface, and splashing into big puddles everywhere. Then the sound of Pinkie Pie splashing around in them as the rain soaks her through..." "STOP!" said Rainbow, feeling a bit of pee leak into her shorts. "That's not funny!" "You thought it was damn funny when you did it to me," said Applejack. "Thank heavens you were the only other one there, cause ah didn't make it, if you recall. Ah soaked mah jean shorts through, and waterfalls of pee were gushin' down mah legs. Even though it was a hot summer day ah still took half an hour to dry off. Though ah still smelled like pee until ah could get home, take a shower, and change. That shower was so darn sweet. The warm water washin' the pee smell off me and flowin' down the drain..." Rainbow couldn't hold it any longer. She let out a whimper as she peed in her snowpants. Applejack could hear a loud hissing noise and grinned smugly. Rainbow blushed with embarrassment as her shorts became drenched, and the inside of her snowpants became saturated with pee. She peed so hard and so long that soon a wet spot appeared on the crotch of her snowpants, and a puddle grew under her butt. "Now we're even," said Applejack. Rainbow Dash was still peeing when the lift started up again. "Oh come on!" she said. She finished wetting herself just before they reached the top, and she easily won her last race against Applejack. "Good game," said Applejack, holding out her hand and not wanting to be too hard on her. Rainbow hesitated, and shook Applejack's hand. Who was she to hold a grudge when she had put Applejack through the exact same thing? Now she knew how it felt - and a part of her had enjoyed it a little. "Let's go home now," said Rainbow Dash. "I need to shower and change." Chapter 4: Sunset's Wet Pajamas The girls were having a sleepover at Rainbow Dash's house. After having lots of fun, they all went to sleep in their sleeping bags. Sunset woke up at midnight, really needing to pee. She had drank more cider than Rainbow Dash tonight. She was so cozy in her sleeping bag and her soft, purple pajamas that she didn't want to get up at first. She tried to get back to sleep, sure that she could hold it until morning. But, another jolt from her bladder told her she would burst if she stayed where she was. So she quietly got out of her sleeping bag, trying not to wake any of the other girls, and tiptoed towards the nearest bathroom. She heard a loud sound outside and nearly lost it, and breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that it was an owl. She knew the house well enough to know where the bathroom was in the dark. Holding herself with one hand, she walked a little faster towards the bathroom, reaching for the door handle with her other hand. Suddenly the door swung open and Pinkie Pie stood in the doorway. The sudden light of the bathroom, as well as the suddenness of Pinkie opening the door startled Sunset. With a cry of surprise she fell on her butt, and could feel the crotch of her pajamas getting warmer and wetter by the second. "Oops, sorry Sunset," said Pinkie. "I really needed to pee, and once I was done, I was examining my pants to see if they were wet from leaking a few times on the way up. They're a little damp, but, I don't mind too much!" Sunset moaned as she continued peeing, the wetness soaking her crotch and butt, and the carpet under her. Pinkie couldn't help but giggle, and Sunset blushed. Once she finished peeing, she remained in a sitting position, ashamed beyond belief. "Don't worry Sunny," said Pinkie. "I promise I'll never tell! Besides, I peed myself all the way once! Fluttershy totally saw that but she never told anyone. And I may have enjoyed it a little too much. Oh yeah, and last week when we were going for a walk in the park and I ran to the bathroom? I may have left my underwear up when I was sitting on the toilet and peeing. And I left my wet panties on even after changing into my pajamas for the night, and peed in them again before I showered next morning. I already peed in them once, so why not?" Sunset felt a bit better as she stood up, the crotch and butt of her pajama pants soaked. "Do you have a change of pajamas?" said Sunset. "Nope!" said Pinkie, slapping Sunset's butt lightly. "You get back to bed. I'll clean the carpet." Sunset had to crawl back in her sleeping bag in her wet pants. But, she was able to get to sleep quickly. When she woke up next morning her pants were still damp, and smelled of urine, but she had gotten over the embarrassment of it. Pinkie kept the other girls distracted until Sunset could change. It sounded as though Pinkie thought it was fun to pee herself. And, some part of Sunset could understand why... Maybe once she got home she'd do a little experiment before washing her pajamas...
  7. http://123moviesfree.com/watch/split-2017-i.2-online-free-123movies.html scene happens around 7:30 minutes in, audio is fucked on that video but as the guy drags her out of the room the white girl says 'pee on yourself' and he drags the black girl out, ten seconds later he pulls her back in disgust and then the camera pans down to her soaked tights, if someone can find a better file please do :)
  8. Twilight Sparkle held a small piece of paper in her hand, reading over the old incantations and magic runes. "Uh... Pinkie?" She glanced down at her party-animal of a friend, already bouncing with joy and glee. With a dirty face and a muddied white t-shirt, surely what she had discovered was worth it. "Is this what I think it is?" "Mmhm! Sure is!" "How did you..." She ran her fingers over the rough papyrus, almost in disbelief that, not only had one of her friends had found an old incantation but that it was in it was in its complete form! "Where'd you even find this?" "Well," She inhaled deeply, her chest puffing out as she took in as much air as she could. "Fluttershy and I and Angel Bunny were looking for some of his acquaintances when we suddenly stumbled upon a treacherous cave and I managed to find that outside it." She breathed. Twilight's mind took a few extra moments to process the long-winded explanation. "Alright..." She mumbled, turning her attention back to the paper she took another moment or so to look over the spell. "Seems like it's in old Equestrian, but I recognize the type of magic it's using. I'll let you know if I figure out anything." "Alright Twi'. See ya later!" As quickly as she had appeared, Pinkie was gone. Twilight turned, entering back into her humble little library. She gently shut the door behind herself. I can't believe this... She headed up into her study on the second floor with a skip in her step. Her the long legs of her pj's dragged behind her. She wore a form-fitting, dark grey tank-top and purple pajamas, with small stars imprinted all over them. Twilight had planned on relaxing for the day. With Hearth's Warming Cleanup finally finished, she had decided to give herself a little break. But, with Pinkie's revelation, her curiosity had thrust her back into action. She stepped up into her study, rushing over to her desk and nearly tripping over a small stack of novels in the process. A few empty cans of soda and blank pieces of paper sat at the far end of her desk, having finished them off earlier in the day while she was trying to perfect a spell. "Okay..." She huffed, cloaking herself, the desk, and most objects nearby in a cloud of protective magic. Just in case. Twilight reached for one of the empty cans, placing it at the center of her desk. A bit rusty on my Old Equestrian... But I'll manage. Hopefully. She glanced back down to the incantation, pausing and reading it again to be safe, and once more after that to be completely sure. "Leacht lamhnán." She recited, applying a small amount of her magic to go with it. If it was a volatile spell, she did not want to risk making it stronger. Yet, there was no reaction. Not even a small sound or cloud of magic around the can. What? Twilight's protective spell lowered. She picked up the can, inspecting the outside, the bottom, the top- every place she could've imagined a physical change, yet nothing had happened. Maybe I didn't give it enough power? She set it back down. "Leacht lamhnán!" She repeated, this time with a bit more force, both in her voice and her magic. Alas, it was fruitless. Not even as much as a movement from the can. "Hm..." Twilight hummed, picking up the can. She held it up to the light overhead and examined the inside. Some small amount of brown soda sat at the bottom, just barely enough to cover the bottom. That's odd... She shook the can, trying to get it out, or just simply swish it around inside the can, but it wouldn't move. So that's what it does? What's the point? Twilight sat it back down. There must be something more to this. I'll have to see if I can get Pinkie to show me where she found it. She turned to head back the stairs, only to see her shadow cast across the staircase. ... Tomorrow. I'm definitely not heading into those woods at night. She headed back downstairs, turning to her right and heading into the kitchen. The room was simple- white walls, gray tiled floors, a square wooden table at the center with a chair at each side, a small trash can right outside the kitchen, a sink sticking out of the wall at the right, and a small refrigerator and an old gas stove at the end corner farthest away from her. With only two people living there, there wasn't much of a need for much anything else. A small plate of peanut butter and grape jelly sandwiches had been sat out on the table, prepared by her little assistant earlier in the day. Hope he and Rarity are having some luck on their gem mining trip. Seemed like they both needed it. She giggled under her breath. Twilight grabbed a sandwich from the ate and bit a small corner off before she sat it back down. She headed over to the refrigerator, opening it and kneeling down to look inside. Milk, eggs... Ah, there you are! She grabbed a bottle of water, turning back towards the table. Her hands went to work unscrewing the cap as she kicked the fridge door closed. She sat back down at the table, beginning to eat her dinner. Hopefully, they'll be back soon. It's been weird waking up without him with me. She took a small sip from her water, before pausing suddenly. Her bladder was beginning to make her aware of its current status. Nothing major, but just enough to grab her attention. I'll go later. She ignored the feeling as best she could, going on and finishing her dinner. Maybe tomorrow... She yawned loudly, standing up and finishing her water. Yeah, definitely... Twilight stood, stepping out of the kitchen. She sluggishly made her way up to her study, disposing her water bottle and heading up to her bed at the corner of the room and plopping down onto it. She fell asleep, ready to continue working on the incantation tomorrow. --- I dunno how consistent I'll be in updates, but I'll (hopefully) finish it.
  9. Stuck in a Onesie!

    This actually took a while to write because I was working on a few other projects when I started this, but I finally finished it. It was residing in an "Unfinished Story" topic for the longest time. Anyway, here's the story of a girl who gets stuck in a onesie with a very full bladder. Warning: Some mild male desperation at the beginning & middle, just a bit of a side-story. Joy's bladder throbbed as she waited for the shower to warm up. She bounced on the balls of her feet at the sound of the pattering water. Despite there being a useable toilet right next to her, she'd rather save the water and just go in the shower. She ran her hand under the water and felt that it was still ice cold. She shivered, not because of the temperature, but because of the urine beginning to push it's way out of her. She figured she might as well make her waiting time useful. Fidgeting a little bit, Joy stripped naked, starting with her pants to relieve pressure. Once she was in the nude, she felt the water again, which was still cold. "This shower takes too long..." she complained to herself. She walked out of the bathroom to check the time (which she could do, since she was home alone.) Joy was a bit surprised at how late it got. She'd been watching television for a while before turning on the shower and hadn't kept track of it. She was supposed to leave in under thirty minutes to a party at her friend Katie's house. Her and a few other girls were going to sleep over there and, since they decided to be quirky, all wear onesies. The pressure increased, causing Joy to bend a little at the knees. She gave herself a couple of love taps and made her way back to the shower, which had warmed up considerably in her absence. Relieved, she stepped inside and released the large amount of urine that had been residing inside of her. It leaked out of her in a strong stream, joining the shower water at her feet. Her boyfriend was taking her to Katie's, and she got out of the shower as soon as he was pulling in the driveway. As she dried herself, she glanced over at the giraffe onesie next to the bra and underwear she'd decided to wear and wondered, since her boyfriend was picking her up as well, if she should just skip the undergarments. He beeped impatiently outside, and she giggled. She donned the onesie over her naked body, neglecting her bra and underwear. She noticed her nipples slightly visible through the fabric, but it didn't matter too much. When Joy stepped outside, she noted the heat the onesie was going to make her endure. She hoped most of the time would be spent inside. She got in the car, and noticed her boyfriend was still wearing his cute little Wal-Mart uniform. His nametag read 'Eric.' "Fuck, I need to piss," he said, grabbing his crotch as he backed out of the driveway. "Why don't you go somewhere?" "The plumbing at work is broken or some shit, all the bathrooms are off limits." "You could go at my house," Joy offered, but they had already begun driving. "I'm just here on lunch break, I don't want to be late." Eric winced and leaned forward a little. The ride was visibly uncomfortable for him. All the pent up urine inside of him needed to be released, but he pushed through it. Joy thought it'd be funny if she teased him a little bit, sloshing around a huge bottle of soda that was lying on the floor. She chugged a lot of it, but he didn't seem to care, so she just put it back. When they arrived at Katie's house, the one right by the lake, and he hurried Joy out of the car. On her way to the door, she unbuttoned the flap in the back of her onesie and wiggled her butt at Eric, not as an invitation, but more of a tease. He drove away as she covered back up. She rang the doorbell and was almost immediately greeted by Katie and one other girl, Abby. "Mackenzie isn't here yet?" Joy inquired, setting her small back of things down on the table. "No, but she should be here soon," Abby replied. She had a pig onesie, which was intended as a joke at her own weight (which was a little on the heavy side) but no one seemed to notice. Katie had an eeyore one with ears that hung down. An hour later, the girls saw Mackenzie briskly shuffling down the sidewalk through the sidewalk. She had more baggage than anyone else. She had a brown bear onesie on, which was a drastic contrast to her pale skin. She knocked on the door, crossed her legs and twisted her body like a pretzel as she waited. The door soon opened, and she rushed inside. Katie hugged her, but Mackenzie didn't hug back. "I have to piss so fucking bad," she said in a shaky voice, letting her bags drop to the ground at her feet. "I've been holding it for like ten fucking hours," and with that, she rushed to the bathroom. Urine pattering in the toilet was audible from outside of the bathroom, but nobody took notice. A couple of hours later, they found themselves playing a card game in Katie's room. It had been dark for a while. Joy began to feel a slight twinge in her bladder, but it was a very minuscule sensation and she decided to ignore it. The girls were having a conversation about their parents, usually venting about frustrations with them. This went on for a while, until the twinge in Joy's bladder grew to more of an ache. She was about to get up and use the restroom, but Katie had said something that piqued her interest. "Oh! I have something fun," she said. She went to her closet and fished out an old Nintendo 64 and some games. "Let's set it up!" Abby said excitedly. This took a while. They were trying to make heads or tails of the many wires from other game consoles, and what they could unplug or not, all the while Joy's need was slowly but steadily increasing. They decided to give up and play the Wii, which was already set up. Mario Kart came on the screen, and they played 4 player grand prix. During one game, Joy's need to urinate returned, but she beared through it until it faded. A couple games later, she felt the need to pass gas. She considered holding it, but they were having a good enough time. She leaned forward and let it out. Prrrrt. They laughed, but the push nearly made something else come out. Joy jiggled up and down as she played, saying "gottapeegottapeegottapee," and making the others laugh even harder. It didn't help her hold it very much, but it soon passed. About an hour later, they became bored of that game. "I think my brother keeps the other wii games in his room," Katie said. She got up to look. "I'll come with you," Joy said, leaving Abby and Mackenzie by themselves. They went into her brother's room, which stunk of a mixture of incense and some strange unknown fragrance. "Are you sure your brother doesn't care about us looking around his room?" Joy asked. "He isn't home, and neither are my parents so nobody's gonna know." They were poking around the room when Joy's need once again returned. She was about to excuse herself when Katie opened a box under the bed. "Whoa," she said, smelling the inside. "What?" Joy asked, her curiosity outweighing her desire for a toilet. Katie picked up a rather large bag of marijuana and showed it to Joy, who said the same thing. Katie laughed. "Do you want to... you know..." she asked hesitantly. "Smoke it?" Joy finished. Katie nodded. "I mean... If you want to." "Sure, yeah, I mean why not." Katie put the bag back in the box and picked it up. Abby and Mackenzie wanted to stay behind at the house, so they played videogames while Joy and Katie went into the backyard to smoke. "Wait, I don't want there to be a smell around my house," Katie said, paranoid. "Alright. Want to go to the playground?" Joy asked. "Yeah." The playground was a long walk away, almost a half hour, but they didn't think too much of it at the time. They made their way across the long stretch of field that led up to the swings and sat down. Katie opened the box and packed a bowl. "I've seen my brother do this a bunch of times, but I don't know if I'm gonna do it right." "Eric smokes, and he got off only a few minutes ago. I could call him," Joy offered. "Yeah, do that." Joy called her boyfriend, who said he was just about to pass that neighborhood and he'd head over right away. He arrived in only a few minutes. He hopped out of his car, and seemed pained as he walked across the field. One hand was over his abdomen, like he'd just been punched in the stomach. "I'm gonna get a drink of water real quick," Katie said, and headed over to the pool area. Eric got to the swings and winced. "Are you alright?" Joy asked. Eric's face was contorted in agony, and one hand quickly moved to his groin when he saw Katie leave. "Wait... wait one second..." he said. He turned around right there, unzipped his fly, and relieved himself in the field right there. His stream was impressively powerful, and went on for a long time. He let out a sigh. The sight reminded Joy of her own bladder, which had filled up considerably, and with the sight of Eric's relief, was causing her to squeeze herself and squirm in the swing. Eric zipped up his pants and turned around. "Holy fuck," he muttered, laughing. "Mmm..." Joy whined, and Eric went over to the swings and kissed her. She did her best to hide her desperation. Her legs were locked together, and her body was tense, but other than that she looked completely normal. The hard aches in her abdomen slowly subsided, and she felt fine again. When Katie returned, they took the weed out of the box. Eric taught them to pack it into the bowl and how to take a hit. They both coughed vociferously and laughed as they got the hang of it. Though they were told they wouldn't get high their first time, they certainly felt it. Joy got the bowl and was about to take a hit when a sudden wave of desperation washed over her. The urine that was being held inside of her was pleading to be released. She crossed her legs and moaned in discomfort, swaying from side to side. "What?" Katie asked. "I need to pee!" she was tapping her feet so fast it was jiggling her whole body. Katie laughed, and so did Eric. "Just go," he told her. "There's no bathroom here," she took a hit, and right after the bowl was given to someone else, she put her hands into her crotch. "Just go outside, that's what I do," Katie suggested, giggling. "I'm wearing a onesie, I'd practically be getting naked out here." She withheld the information that she would literally be stripping naked to pee. "Hold it then, I guess. Do you want to go back to the house? My brother's gonna be home in a while and I don't want to get home too late." Joy nodded. When they got up, her need to pee intensified for a second, causing her to dance in place, then it gradually subsided, leaving a dull aching pain inside of her. It seemed the soda before had fully caught up to her. Joy's head was in the sky. She found everything Eric and Katie were saying to be hilarious. It was a little silent for a while, before they passed a discarded spoon on the ground. Katie pointed and randomly exclaimed "spoon!" (something they wouldn't find funny if they were sober), and they busted out laughing. Katie snorted, causing Joy to laugh so hard she fell on her behind. Her dull, aching bladder quickly intensified from this and forced her to shove both her hands into her crotch. She continued laughing as her need increased, pulsing and yearning for relief. She writhed in desperation, but she couldn't stop laughing. The liquid inside her felt like it was gaining weight by the second. Joy had a momentary loss of control, letting a four-second long stream leak into her onesie. The fabric absorbed very little, making her thighs wet and sticky with urine. She locked her legs together and held on hard until the pressure subsided, and then, still giggling, rose to her feet. She didn't mention this, she only kept walking. For the rest of the walk home, it felt like there was a bowling ball inside of her. Joy's thighs were wet from the urine that had escaped her urethra, and she hoped it wasn't visible. She couldn't tell in the dark. She picked up the pace when the house came into sight. They were nearly there, just by the lake next to her house, when Katie said "oh shit," causing her to stop. "We forgot the box at the park!" Eric sighed. "We've got to go back," Katie told them, "or I've got to. You guys can stay here if you want." "No, I don't want you going all the way over there by yourself. I'll come, I just need to pee first." Joy rushed into the house, her need increasing with every step. She got to the bathroom, where she met a terrible sight. The door was locked. She knocked on the door. "Someone's in here!" she heard Abby call. Joy groaned and danced in place, both hands buried in her crotch. She direly needed a toilet. The pent-up urine she'd been retaining for too long was begging to be released. She was nearing her limit, and she could feel it. The last time she peed herself was in seventh grade. Almost making it to the toilet, she wet herself right as she was about to go into the stall. The feeling was similar to this. Abby left the bathroom and Joy sprinted in, slamming and locking the door behind her. She jumped and marched as she tried to get the back flap opened on the onesie, but her movement was too much. She twisted up like a pretzel to try to stay still. She trembled terribly under the enormous weight of her overfilled bladder, but she managed to get it open. Feeling the familiar cool draft on her butt, she rushed to sit down on the toilet. She leaked, but realized that the flap wasn't nearly big enough to pee through. It seemed it was mostly just for show. She pulled the front forward, but it still wasn't enough. She was going to have to undress completely. This proved to be the most difficult part. Sitting on the toilet, she was ready to explode. She was so close to relief, yet so far. Plus, she needed one of her hands to unzip the back. Her legs trembled as she pulled on the zipper. She squeezed herself with her left hand while she pulled with the right, but something wasn't right. The zipper wasn't budging. She gave it a hard yank, but it still wouldn't come. The zipper was stuck. She groaned in pain as she felt her bladder contract and dropped down to a squat to help hold it in. Though this was torture for her bladder, it put pressure on her crotch, which was her primary concern. "I need help," she muttered to herself after a few minutes of struggling. Joy stayed still for a moment to brace herself, then rose to her feet and ran to the others at full speed. She was going to ask for someone to help with her zipper, but before she could get a word out, Katie spoke: "Finally!" she exclaimed, "my brother's going to be home any minute! We've got to hurry." Joy kept her mouth shut, but she was truly ready to explode. Though the uneasy feeling that she'd leak the contents of her bladder out into her onesie had passed, her rock-hard abdomen was still in pain. Every step was painful as they made their way to the park. Nobody seemed to notice the awful predicament Joy found herself in. Every time they passed a bush or a tree, she imagined herself running over and popping a squat behind it, how good it would feel to just let it go. An ant bit her ankle and she bent forward to scratch it off. This proved to be a mistake. It put pressure on her belly, and she felt the shape of her bladder pressing up against her other organs. Joy let out a spurt of urine without any warning. She scrunched up her face and tensed her whole body, waiting for the pain to cease. When she opened her eyes, Eric and Katie were far ahead. She ran to catch up and felt her pee sloshing around inside of her. They finally reached the park. Katie ran up, grabbed the box, then ran back. "You alright?" she heard Eric say. She didn't even notice that she was standing at an odd angle. "I'm okay," she breathed, "I just really need the bathroom." "Didn't you just---" his words were cut off by Katie. "Got it," she said, "let's go." And so they started their journey home. Joy's bladder was filling by the second. She spurted a few more times during the walk home. She couldn't remember a time where she needed to go this bad. By the time the house was within sight, she was in absolute agony. She was more waddling than actually walking. She paused to lock her legs together and jam her hand in her crotch, looking up at the sky to keep the tears at bay. It just hurt so bad she couldn't stand it. When she looked back down, Eric and Katie were so far ahead that they were turning into the driveway, but Joy found that she couldn't move. "Mind over matter..." she muttered through gritted teeth, but when she tried to pry her legs apart she felt a spurt of pee come out. She begged her body to hold on for just a few more minutes. The house was so close, all she needed was to get there and then she could find relief. It felt like she was going to burst if she held on for another second, though. She wondered if she was doing real damage to her insides right now. Joy saw her boyfriend say something to Katie, then start towards her. No, this was bad. He couldn't see her like this. She tried to at least stand up straight, but she felt like she was going to explode. "Hey, you good?" he asked. "I can't... I have to..." she stuttered, fumbling over her words. She looked down at the ground to conceal the tears that began welling up in her eyes. Her urethra burned with the intense desire to just let go, spill the immense amount of pent-up urine she was keeping inside of her. Her legs were shaking under her, and it felt like no amount of holding and muscle tensing would hold back the flood. "...Joy?" Eric said. "I have to pee..." she muttered shakily, "I just need to wait a minute until...omigod... until I can walk again, then I'll use the... the bathroom..." "Didn't you go before?" She shook her head. Her bladder hurt so bad, begging for the relief Joy was cruelly denying it. It was slowly leaking out pee in a small but steady dripping stream. It dampened the fabric further. Drops were travelling down her legs and under her butt. She squeezed even harder and filled her cheeks with air, forcing the stream to cease and torturing herself even further. "I gotta run," Eric said uncomfortably, "so I'll, uh... let you get back to your party. I'll see you." Joy ignored him. She was too focused on the bloated organ that was about to burst inside of her. Eric left, leaving her all alone in the night by herself. She gingerly lowered herself to her knees, trying to get more control over herself, spurting a few times on the way down. "Oww..." she groaned through gritted teeth, on the verge of sobbing. Her lower back was sore, too, accompanying the screaming pain of her bladder. She heard someone call her name. She looked up to see Katie coming towards her. "Are you alright?" she asked, concerned. "I just... I have to pee so bad it... it really hurts, I'm... waiting for it to pass, but it just hurts so bad... I can't move..." Katie didn't seem to know what to do for a moment. "Come on, let's get your onesie off. You're gonna pee right here." "It's stuck..." Joy muttered, "it's why... I couldn't pee before..." "I can get it, trust me." Katie yanked on the zipper. It pulled Joy back, making her lose control for a few seconds. She yanked again, and Joy leaked some more. "Stop...." she said, pressing hard into her pee hole and feeling the loss of control creeping up on her. Katie either didn't hear or didn't care, because she yanked a third time, this time harder than the other times. Joy heard a faint click and a worried "oh, no!" She had broken the zipper. Joy did all she could to hold her pee in, but it began slowly trickling out of her, wetting her thighs. Her whole body was shaking, and her stream was only getting stronger, until she finally broke under the immense pressure. Pee exploded out of her, soaking her legs and her onesie. She was still shaking, then in pain, now in extreme relief. She moaned as her bladder finally emptied, a stream even visible outside of the fabric. It went on for what seemed like forever, until it finally began to falter, growing weaker and weaker until it was just a trickle. She sighed. "That's so much pee!" Katie said, shocked, startling Joy out of her skin. She completely forgot she was there. She tensed in embarrassment with what she just did. She stood up and started stuttering, going completely red in the face, trying to say something to ease the humiliation. "Joy, it's fine," Katie said, smiling. "It happens." She was sweating and shaking again, first in pain, then in relief, now in nervousness. "Yeah, okay, okay..." She looked around at the sidewalk and saw the huge puddle of urine she had made. It was dripping off of the sides. Joy stepped into the grass in front of the lake and sighed. "That's a lot," Katie repeated. "Sorry..." she said, holding up the zipper. "It's fine," Joy put her hand over her belly, feeling a light throbbing. "I still need to pee kind of badly," she laughed. How could there still be so much inside her? "What are we gonna tell the others?" she asked. Katie thought for a moment. Then she walked up to Joy and shoved her into the lake. Completely taken by surprise, she was utterly confused for a moment. Then she understood. "Clumsy," Katie giggled. "Come on, let's go back to the house." Joy stood up in the water. It was about the height of her knees. "Wait, I need to---" it was silent for a minute, then some trickling. She released the rest of her bladder contents, which was a pretty decent amount, then joined Katie on the way back to the house. End
  10. Authors Note: As I began recounting my experience of this party, I realized I was embellishing ever so slightly, with other real experiences that I’ve had. I also realized I was okay with that, because it would make a pretty great story. That’s why it’s here, in the fiction section. In a sense, everything that follows is true, because everything I describe, including conversations, outline actual experiences that I’ve had. They just didn’t all happen at this same time, with the same person. If you have any feedback, please send it my way!! Being festive person that I am, I could not resist going to an ugly Christmas sweater party. But after the first one turned out to be duller than a lecture on business finance, I finally relented. I gathered my energy, left my introversion at home, and went to the fabled “Lit-mass” Party. This is the story of that party. I have several different friend groups; one in particular likes to party. Several years back, one of them held a party at their house, and it got so wild. Like Office Christmas party wild. Since then, we’ve had one every year, and we host it in different houses each time so the lovely neighbors don’t hate us for life. And since we’re a very punny group of people, we dubbed the party “Lit-mass” (definitely my idea). Of course, I wouldn’t be posting this here if it wasn’t omorashi relevant. At the very first party, hosted by my friend, ummm, Rachel, there were several bathrooms in the house, and only one was open for use. Combine that with a crowd full zany party-goers, and you get a magical bathroom line that stretches across the wall. This led men to pee outside, as is the chivalrous thing for a gentleman to do, and line full of desperate, dancing, giggling women. Unfortunately for them, I wasn’t so chivalrous, and I took my place in line and enjoyed a very lovely show of leg crossing and pee dancing, until that fateful moment when my turn was up, and a line full of giggly, desperate girls would have my head if I took any longer than 5 minutes; that would be counterproductive. There hadn’t been a turnout like that since the very first “Lit-mass”, and every other house has had an abundance of bathrooms *sigh* But this particular “Lit-mass” was even better. Last year, my friend Rachel got a new job at an amusement park. She’s super social, and made a lot of new friends, very fast. Using her newfound network of amusement park associates, she threw together another “Lit-mass” at one of her co- workers houses. As usual, I showed up with a bag full of tamales in my “Lit-mass” party casual (a wreath with a holographic cat wearing sunglasses, courtesy of Target). You’d be surprised how many new friends you’ll make when you show up with a bag of tamales. It’s like an instant ice breaker, especially because everyone thought I was white, and kept asking why this gringo knew how to make tamales. Exotic. So anyways, I started talking to a bodacious latina named Lorena. She was wearing a form fitting maroon dress, with little Christmas lights adorning the dress like trimming. She was absolutely stunning. Totally out of my league. But I had tamales. She worked with Rachel in the same department, and Rachel, being the relentless wingman that she is, introduced us and pointed us toward the bar. Normally I don’t invest much in party encounters, but there’s exceptions to everything. We were really hitting it off, and after several drinks and a few cold tamales, the chemistry was evident. I found out we were studying the same thing, and we were both movie buffs; she knew all of my pulp fiction quotes. She even laughed at my jokes too, which is always nice, but definitely too much to actually ask for. Better yet, she was pretty damn funny too, which almost made me uncomfortable. My machismo was enraged, like, how dare she be funnier than me!? It was pretty great. I was liking my odds at that point. As we talked, I noticed she kept crossing her legs. With each of her playful brushes on my arm, she would readjust her footing. Part of me was thinking that her heels looked really uncomfortable, so they probably were. But the other, omorashi fueled part of my brain was thinking about all those drinks we had, and how she hadn’t been to the bathroom since she got here. Come to think of it, I hadn’t even seen the bathroom since I showed up. The tension rose as I watched Lorena subtly shift in front of me; I wondered if she even knew where the bathroom was. My inner desperation fan hoped she didn’t. As I fought reign in my thoughts, Rachel passed by. By now, all of us are clearly drunk. She shouted at us over the music, “Hey guys, you two having a good time!?” ”Can’t you tell!?” I said, as I nodded to Lorena. ”Oh I bet you are,” She teased, “But I was talking to Lorena!” Lorena giggled. “Are you kidding? He fed me, he’s like speaking to my heart right now.” ”Geeze don’t encourage him!” She said as she playfully pushed Lorena. Lorena stumbled back and caught her balance on the table, then instantly crossed her legs. My desperation senses went from 0- 100 right then and there. ”Don’t push me I have to pee!” Lorena whines, squeezing her thighs tighter. ”So what? I do too!” Rachel said, as she casually crossed legs. “Wanna come with?” Lorena, with almost no hesitation, said “Nah, I’m good right now,” to the surprise of both Rachel and myself. This was a good sign. ”Suit yourself,” Rachel shrugged, “But I’m getting in line now before it backs up around the corner again!” ”Which corner?” I asked curiously. “Straight down the hall and to the left, for future reference.” She said, as she uncrossed her legs and swiftly walked in the previously stated direction of the bathrooms. There was a line? There was a line! My ‘Inner Alex’ was doing high jumps at the thought of a line of desperate ladies, and one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen was already desperate, and refused to go. How good could this get? Well, alcohol fueled Alex decided to find out. As Lorena turned back to me, legs still tightly crossed, I teased, “You gonna be alright over there?” As if relieved that the cat was out of the bag, she uncrossed her legs, recrossed them, and bobbed gently on the spot. “I’ll be alright, I’ve had to go worse before!” I continued to tease, relishing every moment of desperation talk, ”On a scale of 1-10, how bad is it?” I asked playfully. She folded her hands in front of her lap and made a sort of thinking face, “Umm, probably like a 5 or a 6?” ”That’s it? So then pee dancing is a pastime for you?” “Nooooo!” She giggled, and pranced lightly in place. “Okay, maybe it’s worse than a 5 or a 6. It might be like a 7.” ”You look like you’re warming up for a marathon,” I quipped, referring to her walking in place. Lorena stifled a giggle, then burst out laughing, “AHAHAHA oh my god shut up!! You’re totally overthinking this, I have to pee. I have to pee enough to make me dance. Is that a good enough answer, or should I draw you a diagram?” At which point I very boldly, and seductively asked her to draw me a diagram. She looked deep into my eyes, and said “hand me a pen.” We kissed passionately as she feverishly pee danced in place. We confessed our love to one another as she indulged in my kink. We rode off into the sunset and had 7 kids after eloping to Vegas. And that’s how I met your mother. Kidding. Of course I’m kidding. Imagine THAT episode of “How I Met Your Mother?” It’d probably never air. No, no, no. That’s not how you ask a desperate girl to draw you a diagram. You ask politely. ”I think you should draw me a diagram.” I ‘asked’, politely. ”Oh my god, what the hell is wrong with you!?” She giggled, and after a short silence she smirked at me, crossed her legs, and asked, “do you have a pen and paper?” I gulped. ”For what?” ”For the diagram? Duh” ”Ahaaaaaa! Youuuu.... you’re a funny one youuuu.” I nervously countered. “You’re the weirdo who wants a diagram of my pee dance!” She teased, crossing her legs and bending forward. Well damn. I’d been caught. In my drunken stupor of lust and desire I’d been caught. Kind of. Oh well. I stared at her as she bobbed in place and stared back at me. My lust was rising by the second, and I was acutely aware of the great view I had of her plentiful cleavage from this angle. “See something you like?” She asked, coyly. Yikes. Ummmmmm..... “Yes, your lovely smile.” Ehhh. Predictable. “Oh, is that what you call these?” As she pressed her outward for reference. Okay, ummmmm..... “No, I call those boobs.” Probably rude. But honest. “AHAHAHA!” She laughed, double crossed her thick thighs, and bent over, pressing a hand over the crotch of her dress. “I call them that too.” She said, with a sexy smile. “Well if you like my smile so much, why have you been looking at my legs for the past 20 minutes?” Ummmmmmmmm...... Screw it. What did I have to lose!? Well, a lot. I could scare this girl off with my weird pee related flirting. But I felt confident enough to pull it off. I leaned forward, and with a playful smile, unwavering eye contact, and the slightest hint of suggestion, I say, “Well maybe I like your dance moves.” We stood in silence for a second, Lorena with a quizzical yet intrigued look on her face. Silence being relative to our conversation, not the blaring music surrounding us. Silence. And then laughter. Copious laughter. “AHAHA! What, you mean my pee dance!?” She asked incredulously, thighs pressed tightly together. “Yeaaah!” I said, playing my newfound leeway as cooly as possible. “It’s in perfect time to the music, you’re a natural!” “Uh huhhh, surrrre.” She slapped me playfully on the shoulder. “Well I’m glad you can appreciate the little things.” She teased, with another squeeze of her thighs. “I’m a keeper,” I winked. She looked as if she were contemplating something, earnestly. Her eyes darted to the bathroom, then the bar, then me. Then she smiled. “Let’s take a shot.” She said. “Tequila?” “I too like to live dangerously,” I quip back. “Do behave,” She slurred mockingly. For some reason, Austin Powers was totally working right now. She smiles wryly, and saunters over to the bar table. She bends one knee into the other, and shifts lightly from foot to foot, before settling into a firm cross legged position as she poured the tequila. I looked around, and was surprised as to what I’d missed. I spied a beer pong table about to free up, some poor chumps got stuck on the last cup for almost 15 minutes. Also, the bathroom line was rounding the corner now, an indication that a host of desperate ladies were cued up for relief, and the lovely Lorena had denied it for the second time. Mischievous side took over. I knew what I wanted to do. Lorena came back with a suggestive smile and handed me the shot. “What did you put in it Lorena?” I ask suspiciously. “Oh my gosh nothing, I swear!” “You’re not trying to take advantage of me are you?” “Alex, I don’t need to drug you to take advantage of you.” She giggles suggestively. “Sounds like ‘all talk’ to meeee.” “Well we’ll seeeeee.” She smiled. I really did like her smile. Then she crossed her legs. I liked that too. I look up to see her staring intently at me, oddly. She smiled and said, “A toast: to living dangerously!” Dammit, that should’ve been my line. She’s like, doing my job for me. I smiled knowingly, and we downed the shots. Time to act. “Alex, do you play beer pong? The table just freed up!” She asked innocently. Wow. That was disarming. She’s two for two right now, but I’m not complaining. “I’m better than most, maybe.” I shrug. “Well that’s better than most. Let’s go, and grab me a beer on the way out!” Didn’t she have to pee really bad a second ago? Did she forget? Attempting to take back control, I feel the odd need to remind her. “You sure you don’t want to visit the ladies first?” “No, we’ll lose the table silly!” She said patronizingly. “You might be a little uncomfortable....” As she approaches the doorway, she turned on her heel and looked me in the eye. And with that bewitching smile, she taunted me, “What, I thought you liked my dance moves?” Now thoroughly and completely disarmed, she smiled coyly, and proceeded to reserve the table, crossing her legs as soon as she got there. So like any self respecting, dumbfounded, omorashi enthusiast would do, I grabbed two beers (and several more, just in case), and walked outside to join my unofficial date for the evening. With a gentle curtsy, and a slight swaying of the hips and her curvaceous backside, Lorena handed me the ping pong ball, as she popped open her drink with a smile and said, “you go first.”
  11. female Miss Mimi wet her panties

    hi tonight i find some courage for share some photos here i wet these panties 1 month ago but i was too shy and embarrassed for sharing it before... so hope you will enjoy it as much i enjoy do it
  12. Chapter 1 “FUCK!” I yelled as I ran true a sea of trees. Behind me was a pack of beasts chasing me. “They're catching up!” the small girl strapped to my back yelled. “I know that Bab!” I yell at her as I continue to run. The beasts aren't that strong but fighting a pack of them is a different story. They could easily surround us and kill us before we could do anything. “Why in the hell did you attack the whole pack!” I yelled to Bab as I jumped over a log. “I thought there was only 3 of them,” she told me “left!” “FROST!” I yelled extending my left hand to blast the beast with cold ice magic. It was only knocked back and soon was chasing us again. “Any ideas?” “Ya don't stop running!” she yelled which really didn't help. It wasn't long however before I had to stop in front of a cliff. A raging current below us and a wild pack of beast behind us. We were out of options. I didn't have my sword. Our mana was getting low. And I can feel Bab’s diaper leaking on my back again!. “You trust me?” I asked bab. “Right now? No!” she told me already knowing what I was going to do. “Good, neither do I,” I tell her before jumping off the cliff. Both Of us screaming on our way down, the only thing I could think about was how I got here in the first place. I was just some average guy. Single, working and saving anything extra to start college in a year or two. The luckiest thing to happen to me in the last 3 years was getting a ticket for a hiking trip my friend won in a contest. Sadly his grandma passed away and was going to her funeral. So as to not waste a ticket he gave it to me. And to be honest, while I was having fun I really didn't pack well for it. I didn't know much about hiking and the clothes I bought weren't the best. Just 3 t-shirts, pants, socks, underwear, and a warm jacket. Luckily I did get myself some hiking boots but I also brought my regular pair for when we set camp and I could be more comfortable. The rest of the gear I got from my friend who was already prepared for himself. Camping Travel Cooking Utensils Set (cooking scissor, blender spatula, meat knife, cutting board, soup spoon, stainless steel turner, cook fork and a tongs,) TETON Sports Mountain Adventurer 4000 Backpack Double Sleeping Bag Sundome 2 Person Tent SURVIVAL Traveller First Aid Kit Magnesium Flints Scraper Stone (3) Pocket knife Flashlight 12 Survivors - Hand Pump Water Purifier Extra rope FiveJoy Military Folding Shovel Multi-Tool I was all set for the trip. But after the second day, something strange happens. A freak storm hit us in the middle of the hike. None of us knew what was going on until suddenly I saw a flash of light and the storm was gone. When I opened my eyes I was inside what looked like ruins. Behind me was an altar with some glowing dust scattered all around it. I was too freaked out about all of this that I ran towards the only exit I could see and into a small town. People who looked like they ware from a renaissance fair just stared wide-eyed at me. To make a long story short, I freaked out. It took the townspeople 2 days to explain to me what had happened and why I was here. I was no longer on earth but a place called Caruma. Here everything we know about fantasy is from here. A long time ago two gods fought over an empty world but their fight always lead to a draw. So they decided if they couldn't decide on the winner with their power they would use something else. They created 15 castles and hid them around Caruma. Each crystal summons something from another world. Poruma the black god summoned monsters. Rilla the wight god summoned warriors. Each crystal could summon 1 warrior every 10 years. And the first to destroy all the crystals would be the winner. Over the next 3000 years, the world was populated by man and monster. Humans built towns and temples around the summoning crystals. Out of the 15, 7 white crystals have been destroyed. While 5 dark crystals have been destroyed. When I asked about how I got here they could only give a guess. 31 years prior the town was attacked by monsters and they destroyed the crystal. But because it was already about to summon a hero the remaining pieces must have spent the last 30 years collecting power to summon me here before the crystal died. They then told me who I could go back. The crystals work as a two-way door. On this side, they gather energy and in 10 years they pull someone over. However, if you bring enough magical energy to them you can have them send you back home. The problem with this, it normally takes a lot of magic to do so and there aren't many people who have that type of magic here. So they suggested I go to a city and see if I could find any magic users to send me back. That's when we reached our final problem. I had no way to get them. When the village was destroyed all those years ago most people left and the ones who stayed are now too old or too young to take me. The only exception is a farm boy named John who was 16 2 years younger than me. But in order for him to take me, I had to first make a contract with him. In this world, the heroes learned how to tap into magic but it came with a curse. Each person had to wear a special bracelet and form a contract with another person. This unlocked the power to use magic. However, both people were cursed to never be away from each other long. Should they be away from each other for 6 hours they both will die. If one dies the other has 6 hours to find someone else to form a bond with or they will die as well. The curse can be lifted once the pair completely one of 3 quests and the bracelets can be removed while still granting the person to use magic. The reason he wants to form a bond is that it would make traveling a lot easier through the woods. He said there aren't many strong monsters here but it's better safe than sorry. I had to wait 3 more days before the contract could be made. During that time I the people let me stay with them knowing I had nothing to offer other than some small work. On my final night there I was staying at an orphanage. There were only 5 kids there. 2 boys 3 girls and women who took care of them. She asked me to stay with them for the night as the kids wanted to see what a person from another world looked like. The kids staying here are from parents who either died, left for adventure, or was just left with no idea who the parents were. It was sad but the kids enjoyed playing with me. All except one who only stared at me. The women later told me Ema was the girl's name and that while she was 14 her body was short and looked more like a 10-year-old. Also, she had some problems. For one she couldn't speak. Anything that came out of her mouth sounded like gibberish. Next, her hands couldn't hold onto things well. So she's been forced to use baby bottles. And lastly, she had to wear diapers. For some reason, her bladder was just too weak. I honestly felt bad for her. By the sounds of it, she would have to be taken care of for the rest of her life. Later that night I said my goodbyes to the kids and followed John into the woods. The contract could only be made during a full moon and when it’s made it will make a bright flash so were in the woods so as to not disturb anyone. “Ok this should be good,” he said as we were pretty far from everyone. “Now then let's begin.” He then began to chant something and soon both of our bracelets were glowing. We both raised our hands to form the contract but stopped when we heard something. The contract stopped as we looked around the forest and heard something. Upon investigating we found one of the kids spying on us. Behind them the woman yelling for the girl. Apparently, she chased after us after we left without telling the women. After a brief talk with the women, she was taking the Ema girl when she ran up to me. “be jvy ruwvj ox jvy woz, gy bojv hog c bozupw.” Ema said. As she grabbed my hand wanting me to kneel in front of her. “What’s wrong,” I asked her. “wuhy ik jvy nogyl op oil toilpye cpz gy xuwvj xol jvy luwvj.” she said. suddenly my bracelet began to glow again. “NO!” John yelled. But it was too late. A bright flash hit my eyes and for a few moments, I couldn't see. I just heard the same thing be repeated. “YES YES YES!” a girl cried out in excitement. “EMA! What did you do!” the women yelled and when I could finally see I saw the Ema girl jumping up and down with excitement. “I finally did it! I'll finally be free!” Ema said until the women grabbed her by the hand. “What did you do!?” the women yelled at Ema. “She just formed a contract. How did she even do that?” John asked. That's when I looked at the girl's arm and saw a smaller bracelet on. “Yep and now I can finally get out of here,” Ema said. “How did you even get a bracelet in the first place. And how did you activate the spell?” John asked. “I stole it from miss dumb cunt here.” Ema said and nodded at the women. “And anyone who knows magick knows that spell.” “I think the bracelets mine.” the women told John. “my husband was an adventure.” “But that still doesn't explain how she knew the spell.” he replied. “Wait, didn't she just say she already knew the spell?” I asked and everyone looked at me. “Wait you can understand me!” Ema yelled. “Of cores I can, you're not speaking gibberish anymore,” I tell her. “What are you talking about?” the women asked. “She’s still talking the same,” John told me. “The bracelets! You can understand me because of the bracelets!” Ema yelled. “What do you mean? How can the bracelets do that?” I asked and looked at John who looked very confused. “Enough of this nonsense I'm taking you home Ema and you're going to be grounded!” the women grabbed the girl and started pulling her away. “Stop! My name isn't Ema it's Bab! And I'm not going anywhere!” she said as she tried to resist the much bigger women. “Wait I need to figure this out,” I tell the women. “I'm sorry but she needs to go home. I think all this stimulant is just being too much for Ema.” she tells me. “IM NOT EMA!” the girl screamed as the women jumped when electricity popped out of the girl's hands. Once let go she ran over and got behind me. “She can already use magic!” John said in amazement. “Ema it's time to come home.” the women told her again. “I'm not Ema, I'm Bab. tell her!” the girl said to me. “She said her name’s not Ema but Bab.” I tell the women and Bab nodded in agreement. “Could she be speaking another language and it's only after the contract was formed that you can understand her.” John asked me. After this, it just became a back and forth discussion about me understanding her. We had to prove I could understand her and after a long time, we finally came to the conclusion that I could. But shortly after that, we got into the main and biggest problem. I was now connected to a tiny child and I still needed to leave! After a long discussion about everything, it was finally decided I had to take Bab with me. Because of the curse, we couldn't be more than 40 feet from each other for more than 6 hours and I couldn't stay in the town. I had to find a way home. So, I wound up adopting Bab and forced to take her with me on my journey. Sadly because of her, John could no longer come with us. The plan was to use the magic to get through safely but without it, it just becomes too much of a risk when he would have to come back alone. Before we left the women gave me a bag full of things for Bab. while her backpack had things like clothing, a pillow, blanket, and a few random things. The bag the women gave me had her more ‘personal’ things. Such as 3 bottles, a changing mat, wipes, baby powder, and a lot of diapers. She even had to show me how to change the little girl. Much to bab’s displeasure. In the end, this is where our adventure of began dropped in a new world.
  13. Omo Rocket's art thread

    I've been posting a bit of omo art lately, and decided i'd start my own thread. To begin, here's a little comic i made about a desperate security guard.
  14. here's a clip I found of a Dutch girl wetting her pants and then showing off her accident. She talks directly into the camera to you/the viewer. The set-up is she's making a little dirty film for someone and as she gets home she has a tiny little accident in her pants. She makes a bit of drama about how embarrassed she is and how dirty she feels. She then procedes to undress and to clean herself up revealing her dirty knickers. What I realy love about it, appart from her staged embarrasement is that she talks about her accident in Dutch which to me is a major turn-on. ok, I hope you enjoy it as much as I did nederlands.mp4
  15. I dont know if anybody else in here has a thing for carwetting videos but i do i really totally love them. but unfortunately there arent many of them out there certainly not ones i can find ive only seen three 2 from in2p and one from b2b. im not asking for anybody to upload anything but if u have a link or a name from where i can buy them from id appreciated that.
  16. Hi, this is one of my true-life stories I have always been shy so naturally I wouldnt let anyone know when I had to use the bathroom. Which meant I got into a bunch of situations when I was a kid. Thankfully I've never full blown on wet myself in public, accidently pooped(different story that I will not be disclosing lol) Seriously though. This happened when I was 19, just like the title suggests, well here it is. I was riding in a car with my friend Bailey, and we were caught in traffic on the bridge of all places. Whose been to SF? Then you know exactly what I'm talking about, so we were headed back home when all of a sudden we were at a standstill, I'm guessing there was an accicdent up ahead or something. But we had just finished eating lunch, and I had one of those sweet teas from Mcdonalds, mind you I had refilled it like twice already before I even got into the car. And so we were stuck there, when I felt that feeling in your bladder, that lets you know you have to pee.. and soon. But I figured we wouldnt take that long, and we would soon be home so I didnt say anything. Not that I would have anyway I dont like people knowing when I have to go, no idea why I get uncomfortable. So I was discreetly squirming in my seat as the minutes ticked by, it felt like I was waiting forever. I was trying not to draw attention to myself, and since he had the music on he couldnt hear the sighs that escaped my mouth. About 35 minutes later, I was in trouble I knew it, I had my heel holding on for me and it was all I could do not to grab at myself. i didnt want him to know what was up, it was embarrassing. I happen to glance at him and at the time I thought he was trying to make himself more comfortable, but as I look back I'm pretty sure he was adjusting himself..but what do I know right? I turned my body towards the door and slipped my hand into my pants to hold myself when he finally spoke up. I still blush when I recall the conversation even as I write it down. "Toni, how long do you think you can hold it?" The way he said it was like he was asking about the weather and I turned to look at him, and instantly denied it of course. "What are you talking about?" "You know what I'm talking about, I know you have to pee." "Why would you think that? I dont have to use to the bathroom." "No? Then why cant you keep still? Why are you holding yourself like you have to pee then?" "I was scratching and itch, why are you looking at me so closely? That's creepy Bails." He shook his head but he dropped it for the moment, and finally the car started moving. I had never been so grateful I tried really hard not to draw anymore attention to my predicament. Finally we were free of the traffic but I couldnt wait until we got to my house or his, but I also didnt want to ask if he could stop because then he would know. But I didnt really have a choice in the matter, I guess, super embarrassing. "Can you pull over for a bit?" "Why, we're gonna be home in like 20 minutes." "I know I just wanted to stretch my legs, after having been sitting still for the past hour." "You havent been sitting still Toni, if I can recall you have to pee dont you?" *Blushing feriously* "No I dont." I denied it, even when we finally got to his house and as we got out the car, and headed to the front door. It was evident that I had to pee and he was getting his stuff from the trunk while I hopping from foot to foot on his porch. Blushing as I type I seemed to have lost a bit of pride, because the pain of it got so bad, seriously I dont even think I was aware of what I was doing at a point. "Bailey open the door NOW!" "In a minute just let me grab my bag and I'll be right there." He replied head in the trunk. "I can't wait just open it...please" I was begging by this point, which finally caused him to look up at the pleading tone of my voice. I remember trying not to cry, because it was so intense and him taking a look at me before dropping whatever was in his hand on the sidewalk before running to open the door for me. All the while he was opening the door he was lecturing me, it was so humilating. "This is why you dont wait until the last minute. I dont know why you get embarrassed it's natural Toni." He muttered while he put the key in, I had by this point had unbuckled my pants and was frantically trying to hold it in when he opened the door and I rushed in. Usually I am modest person, that was tossed out the window, I simply could not be bothered with the door. I reached the bathroom in record time, and I was still going when he walked by. He looked at me amused, seeing the door wide open before smirking and saying; "Really?" I shrugged and put my head in my hands, and sighed in relief.
  17. LostControl

    From the album Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    We've all been there. Those last few moments when you regret not having gone sooner, but now it's too late. Your bladder won't take it anymore, and despite your best efforts to stop it, you feel a hot spurt jetting out of you, into your jeans and down your legs... The embarrassment, the relief, the warmth spreading down your thighs...You should have gone sooner, but it's too late now. You'd better just wet yourself and get it over with.
  18. It’s my usual set up. A weekend night. I’m drunk. I need the toilet. I look at the loo, then I look at the shower, and I look at what I’m wearing. I finished a bottle of cherry shnapps tonight. And I’m so desperate. But I know how good it will feel. So I do it. I hop in the shower, wearing my usual dress and tights combination. And, without too much effort given my state, I start wetting myself. It’s relieving, it’s relaxing, it’s warming, and it’s beautiful. https://caryspee.tumblr.com/post/169715713644/i-could-do-it-1000-times-and-still-love-it-full I stood for a good ten minutes after completing my wee, enjoying the aftermath. Once I was ready, I stepped carefully out of the shower one foot at a time to avoid slipping, then hobbled to my room, attempting to leave as few wee-y footprints as I could. I got into my room, laid in my mattress protected bed, and enjoyed the aftermath - a situation I am still currently in. 😊
  19. 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.
  20. I have found some twitter pages where there is a lot of wetting videos and images. I intend on making this page larger with more links to more pages that i find over time. There will be nudity in these. Some diaper wettings too. But ill keep this page for just wetting. Ill keep in mind age too. If they look underage i wont post and if they are male i wont post. If they have less than three videos i wont post unless their videos exceed a 50 second mark. I don’t thank anyone can enjoy the content when its two videos, each at 15-30 seconds. @NusMz @mek_secret_ @toyochika32 @1999manaka1120 @mellow_twins @Ms9Gi @OaO___m @rinarina_lovely @rurig__xx__osgm @makiyumiomo2 copy an paste these into Twitter an they will work.
  21. So in case you couldn't tell I really, REALLY enjoyed making a comic out of my all-time favorite story from the ToiletStool forums. And by that I mean there are dozens of others I've saved for their quality, and they deserve similar treatments I think. The only problem is these comics take time, I treat them as full productions so each one I gotta design the characters for, possibly some sets to flesh out the story, and all the coloring..I know you guys liked my last one but in order to take up so much of my time away from work for these I feel like this is my best option. Below are a collection of stories that I've set my eyes on for the next rounds. 5 wetting stories plus a 10-in-1 comic from one accident prone poster from around 5 years ago will definitely be made, and those are at the top marked with tentative prices. Since the site now has the option to sell content and I feel my content qualifies as merchandise, these full scale comics will follow the style of the first with a little more solidity to them. And since I don't intend any misrepresentation you can read the stories they're based on in full so you have a pretty good idea of what you're paying for. That said I've also marked some much shorter stories that will become comics about half the size of Silly Sarah, since the desperation buildup and/or aftermath isn't there. Those shall be free, as a lot of stuff here is free and these ones won't take as much. And then there's also a list of stories I'd like to do but they're lower priority, season 2 I guess. That's where you guys come in, tell me which ones you wanna see happen and how much you'd be willing to pay. This is all for you guys so I wanna provide the best service possible to turn this perverse hobby of mine into just some pocket change for me and a lot of wetting comics for you. One final note is although these are all either wetting or peeing stories, some of them contain messing content, so those have been marked for your discretion. Right now the only definite poop story is part of the Stephanie series, which is going to be a pretty huge scope comic even for me so I may split that one up minus the earlier scenes. The ones definitely happening: Aimee M_Hospital_Burst.docx $2 Amy_Peed_my_pants_in_Disney_World.docx $2 Brittany_twins_universal.docx (2 in 1, one fear wetting one laughing) $4 tabitha_held_it_too_long.docx $2 Stephanie.docx (10 stories in 1, contains 3 poop scenes at the moment) $10 These ones are shorter and will be free. Yogi will be the first one. yogi.docx Vanessa_movie_accident.docx Kaitlin_Another_story.docx Jane_Road_Trip.docx Ashley_car_poop.docx (warning needed?) Allison_doctor.docx And then these are bigger stories I wanna do but not before the first five, so give em a read and tell me what you think, or link to your own discoveries - it really is a mine there. Mostly shit but traces of gold ;) There are 2 graduation stories and 3 babysitting stories so that as well might need some voting on to narrow down. Ashley_O_Two_Accidents.docx (contains a poop accident) Carla_Darn_Dog.docx Graduation_wetting.docx Jennifer_Accident_in_College.docx Jessica_Rest_Stop_Accident.docx Maddy.docx (contains poop) Marissa.docx Mylissa_Graduation_Pee.docx Sonya_Sue_Babysitting_Braxton.docx the nanny.docx (contains poop) Danni_Disneyland_pee.docx
  22. I am an omorashi lover who prefers videos that include explicit verbal references (or "dirty talk" if you like to call it this way) regarding the desperation and/or wetting that can be witnessed. I really like to hear women talk about their urge to pee or even mention that they are about to lose it. My native language is German and I have access to a bunch of videos from the (semi-)amateur German porn site "mydirtyhobby" that, as you all probably know, offers a lot of pee content too. So I decided to regularly share a few of them - and include self-made subtitles, hoping that this way English speakers can enjoy the language in these videos too. Of course: If you like the videos, I recommend to become a member of Mydirtyhobby and buy a few of them. There's a lot of great content added each day and supporting those amateurs will keep it this way. The first video is an old one by PoppSylvie from 2013 called "Extremdruck!! In die Jeans gepisst" or "Extreme pressure - pissed my jeans" in English. It features poor Sylvie with a full bladder on a highway rest area that obviously doesn't have a toilet. It's my first attempt on creating my own subtitles and so I chose a video with only a few lines of text - still a great one I think. I'm happy to receive constructive feedback. I'll try to post a few more in the next few days. And if one of you has a good German omorashi video for which he always wanted to know what the actors were saying, feel free to post it in here and ask for a translation. I'll be happy to create subtitles whenever I find the time. PoppSylvie - Extreme Pressure (English subs).mp4
  23. So this just happened, like 20 minutes ago. I figured while I'm still horny from this mess, I'd write about it before I go pet the kitty about it. So I was just playing some video games in my room. I was playing with my friend, and we were talking via Skype. Well, I usually grab a bunch of snacks and soda with me, it's become a weekly ritual for me to do. I camp out in my room every week, pig out on chips and a 1 liter bottle of Sprite, and play GTA for a few hours. Well, I usually purposely wet myself 3 times a week in private, since my parents aren't always home, so it gives me time to wash my clothes without them knowing about my dirty kinks. The nights that I devote to playing video games, is not one of my wet nights. Why? My parents are home. I was wearing a pink tank top and jean shorts tonight, for those really curious, I was wearing a light blue thong underneath. I had absolutely no intentions of peeing in my pants tonight. Spoiler alert- it happened. I was busy playing GTA for about two hours, and absent-mindedly sipping on the liter of Sprite really added up. Usually I take periodic bathroom breaks throughout my game-a-thons, but my girl friend and I were getting so intense into GTA, we didn't really stop to take any breaks. For those of you who play GTA, we were doing a bunch of stunt races to build up more money, and you know how addicting those are. Anyways, I could feel the urge to pee creeping up the more and more I played for the first two hours. After the two hour period, though, that's when things really started to get edgy for my bladder. I had to cross my legs while playing, and my friend Emily, who was on Skype with me, noticed. "You okay there Molly?" "Err, well I need to pee, like, really bad, but I don't wanna pause the game." "Just go pee! I won't move my car while you're gone," Emily told me. Like hell. This isn't the first time this has happened before, because she cheats. Anytime I get up to do something and she says she won't move her car, she always does, which makes her win the race. "No way," I told her. "I know what you'll do." "Fine, but I'll still beat you either way." We had the race set to 5 laps, and we were only on lap 2. Towards the end of lap 3, I was groaning in pain. "Molly! Just go take a piss!" Emily told me. "No! We don't have that much left in the race anyways." I was flooding, though. I had to rest an elbow onto my crotch to feel some comfort and ease the pressure a little. "Well, it's gonna be a double-whammy then," Emily said. "What do you mean?" "Not only will I beat you in this race, but you're also gonna pee yourself when I do!" She laughed hysterically. If only she knew about my fetish. I don't care about peeing myself, I enjoy it really, but I do care when other people see me pee. They judge you and laugh at you, and if you tell them that you enjoy it, well, that makes things worse. So it's best that no one even sees me pee, at all. "Shut up," I groaned. Lap 5 began, and just as it did, I passed Emily in the race. As I raised both of my hands up in the air to let out a shout of triumph, my controller slipped out of my hand, so I had to catch it. Without even thinking, I uncrossed my legs so I could lean as I snatched the controller before it would hit the floor. I really wish I didn't get cocky. Since I wasn't putting pressure against my crotch, and I uncrossed my legs, I started to leak. It wasn't crazy or anything, just enough to make a very tiny patch against my jean-shorts. I let out a gasp and quickly crossed my legs, and tried to play it off cool, but Emily must have known something was up. She laughed. "What, did you piss yourself already?" My face got hot for a second. "What? No!" "Well, I'm about to beat you, so maybe you should focus on the game." Sure enough, she beat me fair and square. As she started telling me how much of a loser I was for losing against her, I stood up quickly. I wasn't even listening to her- I had one mission, and that was to get to my bathroom. I ran full barrels ahead, but I had to crouch down a little bit and hold onto my crotch so more wouldn't leak out. I got out of my room, into my hallway, when I saw my mom walk inside. I pounded on the door and begged my mom to let me in; it was an emergency. "Molly, I'm really tired and I wanna go to bed! I'll be out in a minute, just wait in your room or something," she called out. I groaned and went back into my room. I totally forgot I was still on a call with Emily. I looked around my room for something to pee inside. I decided to grab my trash can. It was a race against time at this point. I unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down, and right when I was about to squat into the can, I heard Emily over Skype. "Molly, what the hell are you doing?" She was in tears laughing. Embarrassed, I pulled up my shorts and yelled something that I can't even remember at Emily. I can't remember what I said, because in the middle of yelling at her, I was interrupted by the feeling of my blue panties being filled up with hot liquid, going through to the outside of my jean shorts, and dripping down my legs, onto my carpet. I gasped, and stared down in shock. The only thing I could think of doing was ending the call with Emily. I didn't want her to see me like this. I clicked END CALL, and tried to regain control of my bladder. Just before I could regain it, my mother's voice shocked me. "Molly! What the hell?" I spun around, shocked, embarrassed, and getting more and more wet by the second. Quickly, I fumbled to grab ahold of my crotch, but it just sprayed in a bunch of directions. I didn't know what to do. My mother stared at me, wide-eyed. When she finally began speaking, I was already done doing my business in front of her. "You...pissed yourself again...." She growled, slowly and quietly. "You are 20 years old.....you did this once before and you wet your bed....what do you have to say for yourself?" I didn't know what to say. I stuttered before choking out "I really had to pee....I didn't mean to..." "I've seen a few pairs of pants covered in piss turn up in the laundry, young lady. And they're yours. And guess who has to wash them? Me!" Shit. I must have slipped a few times and forgot to throw my jeans in the washing machine. "I don't know what's going on, but you better get this whole childish shit taken care of. You do childish shit, you get treated like a child. You are 20 years old. As long as you're living in my house, there won't be anymore wetting yourself going on. Got it?" I mumbled a yes, and she told me to clean up, and that she didn't want to see me for the rest of the night. Before anyone asks, I don't know what she means by I will get "treated like a child" if I get caught again. When I was a little girl, she used to spank me. I don't know if she's gonna do that, but if she lays a hand on me, I'll pay whatever extra money I have to, and live on campus at my college, and move out of my parents' house. I kind of doubt it, but I guess that's incentive for me to be careful for when I purposely pee my pants. See, some people are very understanding if you have an accident, and empathize for you. Other people, like my bitch of a mom, will stop at nothing to make you feel like shit about it. My punishment is to do the entire laundry tomorrow, and then after it's done, wash my jean shorts. So before I logged onto this site, I had to shower, clean up the mess I made on my carpet, and text Emily. Right now my panties and my shorts are in a pile near my door. God damn. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - UPDATE: I was planning on hitting submit tomorrow morning, but I figured someone would want to hear about this. I got so horny after finishing typing this, I ended up deciding to jill this one off. I grabbed my shorts and panties, and the smell of all that piss really turned me on. I used my vibrator that I have hidden, and this was such an intense orgasm. It felt like everything just built up, and when I squirted, it started to go all over my bed, so I had to use my wet thong as a cover. I guess the humiliating experiences are the most intense to masturbate to.
  24. female I Knew I Wouldn't Make It

    Well, everyone, it's been a long while. But I had something happen to me this morning and I HAD to write about it. I went to bed last night with a semi-full bladder, put on some yoga pants over my gray thong and a t-shirt, and went to bed. I actually went to bed at like 7:00 PM which is early as fuck. It felt like I was asleep forever. But suddenly, in the middle of the night, I woke up and my bladder was screaming. It actually hurt, and I had to curl up with my hand against my crotch. A little tiny stream was rolling down my ass. I knew I wouldn't have made it to the bathroom. I didn't even bother. I let it rip, and soon enough, my whole fucking bed was covered in piss. My yoga pants were drenched and stuck to my ass. It felt really uncomfortable. A huge puddle lay underneath my ass and around my legs. I checked the time. It was 4:10 AM. I still live with Emily, and I made sure she was still asleep. Then, I grabbed my vibrator that I keep under my bed, and turned it on, and began rubbing my clit with it. It probably wasn't a good idea to have gotten too invested in it, because by the time I orgasmed, (which made my body tingle from head to toe) I let out a huge moan of relief. Like a scream, almost. And I kept rocking back and forth on my bed, and it was making a lot of noise. Just then, the light over on Emily's side of the room flicked on...I woke her up. I tossed my vibrator underneath my covers, and tried to pull up my pants, but it was too late. Emily rubbed her eyes sleepily, and said "Molly...what the hell are you doing?" "Nothing, Emily! Nothing!" "It's 4 in the fucking morning. Go to bed..." The vibrator was still on. "And shut that thing off.." she said. "I wasn't doing anything Emily....I just woke up..." I tried to come up with an excuse. At this point, Emily was wide awake. She eyeballed my bed. "Ew! Molly! Are you serious? You wet the fucking bed? What the fuck?" I started getting emotional. "Please just go back to bed, Emily..." She shut off her light and I threw my blanket over me. I fell back asleep, and when I woke up this morning, sure enough, the bed was still a mess. Emily and I didn't say anything to each other for a bit, and finally, when I started cleaning my bed, she started digging into me about how gross it was that I peed the bed again. She asked if it's a health problem with me. I told her no and that sometimes I just can't hold it. It was an embarrassing talk. But god damn. I'm still wearing the panties that I wet myself in. And I'm super horny as fuck. Sorry for the inactiveness, y'all. I'm gonna go now, like I said, I'm really horny and that vibrator is calling my name.