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  1. So a couple months ago some friends and I met up at a local donut/coffee shop for breakfast before our 8am phycology class. I ordered a sausage egg and cheese biscuit with a large iced coffee to drink throughout class for the day, after finishing our meals we headed to the campus, I felt the slight urge to pee when class started but I figured I could hold it being that I only had classes that day till 12. At about 9:30am a sudden sharp pain filled my gut and I had a sudden urge to go #2 very badly, and by this time I had finished all of my coffee and had to pee as well which wasn't helping due to the pressure on my bladder. I squeezed and held my breath from having a Fecal incident in my pants during class. I waited till that class was over to go find somewhere I could relive some of the pressure before my next class. Forgetting that there were no bathrooms on my wing of the campus due to construction i would have to relive myself else where being I didn't not have enough time to make it across campus and back before my next class started. I went outside and looked around, there were some portal potties where the construction was and as much as I steer clear of those things it was my only hope and I was about to go in my pants. I went to the portal potties to find they were already occupied and had a long line outside of both of them, 10 minutes passed as I waited. Only 15 minutes left until class started and I was very desperate for a bathroom. I was about 6 people away from reliving myself as I looked down and saw 10 minutes till class started. I started to worry, but I was in luck being that the people in front of me were all male ( no offence to you ladies, just most guys pee a lot faster than females.) finally it is my turn and I walk in, only 4 minutes till class starts, no time to go poop, so I decided I would at least go pee and relive my bladder of some pressure... Well my body decided that wasn't happening, I went to push to pee and almost pooped my pants and I knew if I was gonna go it would have to be both. There was no time for that so I decided I would just have to suffer through one more class. I went to the class barely making it in before the professor closed the door. I sat in the back that day so nobody would be looking at me fidgeting around. The class seemed to drag on, my palms were sweaty and my face felt hot, I'm sure I was red of embarrassment because i had to go so bad even though nobody knew I felt like they were staring at me. After almost loosing control multiple times the class ends and I rush to my truck to get home fast. (Just about the whole east wing of the school were waiting for the portal potties so no way I was waiting) I jumped in my truck and took off as fast as I could to get home, driving on the edge of my seat clenching my cheeks and one hand on my crotch trying not to completely destroy my pants and seat. But as soon as I got on the interstate I hit traffic. Of course with my luck I hit traffic.( and if anybody know Savannah, GA traffic they know its horrible). About 15 minutes passed and I am now feeling sick to my stomach I have to go so bad. The traffic was at a complete stand still due to a semi tuck tipped over blacking all three lanes. At this point I gave up I knew I wasn't going to make it home still being 20 minutes across town with no traffic. I threw my truck in park and reach in the back, being in college I need to make some extra money so I basically uber people and I keep gabrabge bags in the back seat because if a drunk person threw up in my truck (which is very nice btw) I would probably loose my temper. I had planed on just taking my pants off and going in the garbage bag being that my truck is on a 9 inch lift kit and sits higher than most other cars and trucks no one would see my pants were off and ultamently o had to go so bad I wouldn't care if they saw me. But again with my luck we start to move again. So my whole brilliant idea was crushed. I laid the bag out over the seat and put another one partly opened under my butt to catch the urine. I figured I would try to just go pee being that I was sitting down now and it would be much harder to go poop. I adjusted and made sure none would get on my seats and I let go. A strong hissing noise arouse as I started to drench my shorts, the stream was so strong that it burned coming out and where my tip was it kinda made a fountain even trough my boxers and shorts. I could feel the wetness go everywhere, around the sides of my waist, down the front of my crotch and onto my butt. I didn't think it was going to stop it just kept coming out, the garbage bag was getting full for how it was sitting, I tried to stop the flow to adjust it but couldn't, I had already lost full control and my shorts that were once white were now a yellowish tint and see through to my blue boxers, I wast still going too. The garbage bag started to over flow luckily the other one I put on the seat kept it from getting on my seats. I sent for a good 3 minutes before gaining control and stoping the pee from coming out. As I got closer to home the urge to poop hit me again and I couldn't hold it anymore, I picked my butt of the seat to give enough roof and push a little. I could feel the warm mushy shit slide out into my boxers.. There was a lot of it too, i felt it starting to go between my legs and to the sides of my butt cheeks, once the creamy poop stopped coming out I slowly sat back down I could feel the poop go in every direction on my butt. About 15 minutes go by and I take the next exit ramp and take the back roads home. I got out of the truck cleaned up the garbage bag and went to go inside. As I went up the steps of my porch I lost control again and finished wetting my pants all on my front porch,tried to hold it in but the pressure was too strong, slowly working my way to my front door leaving a trail of urine on the porch. I opened the door and went to my bathroom, not taking off my cloths I got in the shower fully dressed and cleaned my self up. Thanks for reading guys let me know what y'all think and if something like this has ever happened to you.
  2. Croatia what a lovely place, stunning scenery, lovely weather charming people. We (myself, Sarah and the boys) stayed in a static caravan on a holiday park a stones throw from the beach, idyllic. Well that's my advert for Croatia now onto the details I hope you want to hear. So accounts of Sarah's mishaps only, no photos, no off topic discussions. I didn't have to wait long to encounter Sarah;s first mishap of the holidays, in fact we had been in the caravan less than ten minutes. I was unloading the car, (everything bar the kitchen sink it seemed) and putting it on our bed to be put away. I had asked for help from the boys however they had immediately gone off exploring. Having emptied the car I headed for the toilet, I pulled open the door, to be greeted by Sarah naked from the waist down, legs apart cleaning herself. The basin was full of soapy water, she had a towel in her hand, and her knickers still containing a panty liner and a knee length cotton skirt were on the floor of the shower. “Do you mind” she said abruptly “Shut the door” I did as asked but not before taking in the full glory of Sarah stood exposing her stubbled pubic area at the top of her pale but perfectly shaped legs. I went back to the bedroom and started to unpack knowing she would have to come in to get some dry clothes which she did a few minutes later, the towel wrapped around her waist. She proceeded to put on some clean knickers before removing the towel. I was going to ask about her accident but it was the start of the holiday and I didn't want to cause friction between us on the very first day. Most days we went to the beach Sarah read her book and chilled while I played with the lads in the sea. Sarah has never been one for going in the sea. It was noticeable however that at least 3 or 4 times a day she would go for a paddle and sit in the water for a few minutes. Most of the time she was going for a pee though sometimes I could see she was wet before she sat down, in this case she was clearly going to clean up and wash away the incriminating evidence. It was half way through the holidays and apart from numerous pairs of soiled panties and the odd stained pair of shorts I had not witnessed anything like I had hoped considering we were in such close proximity with little chance of hiding a mishap. That was until the Saturday night. We had gone to the camps Saturday evening entertainment which finished with a disco. Sarah was wearing a white thigh length top, short black skirt and black leggings as it did get cool in the evenings, though I do think the leggings were a cover for the high absorbent panty liner she was wearing which would have been visible in such a short skirt. The entertainment had concluded and we started the 800 yard walk back to the caravan. Sarah and I were holding hands and chatting the boys having disappeared into the distance racing to see who could get back first. Sarah paused and held her stomach. “Are you OK darling” I enquired “I need the toilet” she replied “Its only another few hundred yards can you hold on” “I think so” she replied However we had gone no more than a few strides when I heard her begin to swear under her breath and I looked down to see pee streaming over her high heeled shoes, so much for the panty liner I thought. “Keep walking” I said almost having to drag her along. “Its dark people wont notice just keep walking” She did though by the time we got to the caravan she really was obviously walking like someone in wet pants, which off course she was. I open the door and ushered the lads off to play ball for a while in order to avoid the awkward questions. I nipped back to see how she was and get an eyeful. She even thanked me for being understanding.
  3. Hello. I know it been quite a while since my last post but here's a little story from something that happened today. (Also want to discuss something at the end and I also need advice) (also I'm wearing male panties and lycra tights the ones that cover your feet as well) So today I decided to try one of those nerd quiz things and it didn't go so smoothly. First off I have extremely strong bladder musels so it takes forever for me to get desperate, also theirs another bigger problem I have but I'll discuss this in this story. So I had 2L of water and after about 10hours and many more cups of water I started to get desperate. I was planning on holding it till I finally burst but it would of taking it forever, so I decided to do one of those nerd quiz and well it didn't go down to well. As I started the test I didn't feel nothing and even tho I was getting desperate but this is were it went really wrong. One of the question was "let out squirt for 1second and stop. What happend" and I tried to but even though I relaxed and tried to let it out I stopped when it reached the end of my penis. It really hurt so I had to start pushing it out. I gave up at the end and forcefully peed my self. I don't know what the problem is? Is it because I'm wearing breifs not boxers? also not bragging as I'm not that type of guy but I do have a really large penis and because I wear breifs it kinda gets tucked between my legs so I don't know if that's why it's happing? Also dose anyone have and suggestions on how to relax your bladder more? Also in general what do women prefer on men boxers or briefs? Always been a briefs man
  4. This morning I got up, had a shower and headed over to my sister in law’s house. Next week is my goddaughters 2nd birthday and as my sister in law hangs out with us and our friends from time to time she has been invited to the birthday party they are having for the little one. She asked if we could go shopping as she had no idea what to get as a present and asked if I would go along and help her pick something out. When I got there she was sat on the sofa in her pyjamas and it was obvious she had just got up. She told me once her gf had finished in the shower she would get ready and we could head out. Her gf came downstairs not long after and after a quick chat she headed off to work. Sarah went to shower and get dressed and I just sat and watched TV. When she came down ten minutes later she laughed and said she might have to look for some new pairs of jeans whilst we're out shopping and pointed out that the ones she had on were tight and joked about how she only just got her fat butt into them. She has recently put on weight and now her old clothes are starting to get tight. She purposely put on weight as recommended by her doctor and it certainly makes her look a lot more healthy and definitely gives her some sexy curves. Once she was ready we jumped her car and headed into town. On the way she asked if I had had breakfast and when I told her I hadn’t she detoured and went through Mcdonald's drive thru and we got some breakfast and both got a big cup of oasis. We parked up and ate our food and then continued on into town. We parked up and wandered round town and decided first to head around clothes shops and find some new clothes. We wandered around the shops for an hour and half, picking out clothes and trying on different things and generally having a good time. After we both had a few bags of new purchases we continued browsing round now on the lookout for a birthday present. We went into the big toy shop and both being big kids we spent ages looking around and playing with all the toys. By the time we found something and bought it we realised we had been in the shop for over an hour. We decided that we would go to the market and then go somewhere and get a coffee and a bun and not long after we were sat outside a cafe enjoying a big cuppa and watching the world go by. We sat there for a while and when we both finished we both decided we didn’t need anything else and headed back to the car. We got back and set off back to her house. After about 5 minutes she said “I probably should have had a wee before we set off” and shifted in her seat. I laughed and then said I should have too. Just as we had set off I noticed my bladder was getting quite full and I was desperate for a pee and as we drove along my desperation grew rapidly. Last night I did a hold and drank a lot of wine which usually weakens my bladder so I figured it was because of that, not to mention the oasis and the cup of coffee now filtering through. As time passed we both got more and more squirmy and desperate and soon we were both busting for a pee. We weren’t that far from her house so it wasn’t too bad but I was getting really desperate and it seemed so was she. As we came into the town centre where she lived we started hitting traffic lights and roundabouts. At the first set of lights she stopped the car then stuck her hand between her legs and moaned “ooooo that coffee is hitting me now”. I laughed and nodded in agreement. I too was feeling the pressure of my full bladder and was squirming and trying to hold back from wetting myself. After five minutes we had got through the town centre and was heading out towards where she lived. As we turned onto her road she moaned and pointed ahead. I saw she was pointing at the speed bumps around the school and I moaned too. With each bump we went over we both gasped and moaned as our bladders jumped and threatened to leak. When we finally pulled up outside her house and I jumped out of the car gravity took hold and I had to cross my legs to stop from bursting. We walked up the drive and I could feel myself about to start dripping and in the precious moments as she stood fishing her house keys out of her bag my knickers started getting damp as my bladder pushed hard. Eventually she opened the door and we went inside. She said I could go first as I was her guest and I dashed upstairs to her bathroom. I dashed inside and quickly undid my belt. As I fumbled with my buckle I started leaking into my knickers and knew if I didn’t get my belt open within the next few seconds I was going to have an accident. I finally got my belt undone and pulled my jeans down and as soon as I did that I felt the flood coming so just sat down and pee’d full force through my knickers. The relief washed over me and I let out a moan. It felt so nice wetting my knickers and when I finished peeing they were so wet. I pulled my jeans up and the feeling of them now pushed tight against me felt amazing. I flushed the toilet and washed my hands then when I left the bathroom Sarah suddenly came dashing out of her bedroom and dashed into the bathroom. I was about to head downstairs when she shouted my name. I walked back to the bathroom and found her standing stood in front of the toilet pee dancing. I was about to ask what she was doing but before I could say anything she laughed and said “I can’t get my jeans down”. I looked at her puzzled and noticed she had opened the front of them but when she pulled they wouldn’t pull down over her butt. I laughed and thought about helping her but knowing she is into omorashi I stood back and folded my arms and told her that was a terrible shame. She realised I wasn’t going to help and stood dancing and squirming whilst trying to pull down her jeans. After a couple of minutes of this she gasped and a wet patch spread across the front of the jeans and she moaned in desperation. She kept gasping and the patch kept getting bigger until she obviously realised it was no good and jumped into the bathtub and immediately pee soaked down the legs of her jeans and she moaned in relief. Watching her soak her jeans was super hot and I just stood there watching. When she finished she smiled at me and started giggling. She jumped out of the tub and said “well, that’s one problem solved, now how do I get these jeans off. She decided they were old and she wasn’t going to be wearing them anywhere and gave me a pair of scissors and told me to go to town. I certainly enjoyed cutting her out of her pee soaked jeans and once they were off she stood there in her soaked knickers unable to stop giggling. She went and got changed and we went to chill out and sort through her shopping. Certainly a good way to end my morning
  5. This story is from when I was a Sophomore in high school. I was in my last class of the day and I really had to pee. I wanted to go, but for some reason my teacher wouldn't let me! So I held it till the end of the day, but I didn't have time to go after going to my locker. I didn't want to miss the bus because then I really wouldn't have gotten home lol I got on the bus and found a seat by myself. The bus ride for me was about an hour long and I knew it was already going to be hard to hold it that long. Every bumo and stop we made I could feel myself getting closet and closer to peeing! I finally got to my stop and got off the bus as fast as I could! I ran to my house and ran inside straight to the toilet. I got the door cloaed and when I went to unzip my jeans they wouldn't unzip! I tried over and over and finally I felt the warmth start to rush down my legs and my jeans turned a dark shade. I was conpletely peeing myself! I grabbed myself and tried to stop, but all I could feel was pee guahing through my fingers. I gave up and just let it flow until It stopped. I made a huge puddle at my feet, but it felt soooo good to go!
  6. (Once again, completely 100% true). Last Halloween, as a favor, I helped my close friend (Kyle, cool guy) run a little mini-golf stand. I double-diapered up, that evening, one pull-up, and a tightly fastened Tape Tab diaper. Once we got there, I took the stand, handing out candy, watching the crowd of Parents, with their tiny superheroes, and was comfortable with my decision too diaper up. We made sure too grab some Slushies, and snacks, for if we got hungry good call). My Diaper was holding very well, and the stand was coming too a close. We were mainly just eating candy by now. I felt myself, and I felt a wet spot. I stood up, blocking the wet spot on my inner thigh. They asked me if I was cool, and I told them I should hit the road. There was an elevator, so clearly took it, too avoid people I know. When I got on, exactly nine people stepped in, as well (all strangers, so not so bad). OK, I don't know about you, but when i'm in smaller spaces I get kind of panicy (not terribly though). I was only going down one floor, so whatever, right? We started going down, and the elevator made a thunk noise. We were simply stuck. I tried discreetly adjusting my diaper waistband, without crinkling. I had to go. I held it, for the first 30 maybe 40 minutes ( we were stuck for nearly an hour and a half ). I started peeing in spurts. After a while of wetting myself, my pants began to bulge, a lot. Luckily, they had to turn our electricity off. The emergency lights were very dim. I felt safe. I still was stuck in a soaked diaper in a hot, musky, elevator. I backed up to a corner, and my left leg was trembling. A small spurt turned into a strong stream, that ran straight down my leg, and drenched my sandal/foot. I held it as hard as I could, and told myself that I've never met these people =.= I let go, drenching my entire leg. I stood in a puddle of my own pee, for nearly an hour. Once the door was pulled open, we individually left, and I slunk by everyone. My diaper was sloshing side to side, creating more unwanted pee spots. I kind of felt like doing something, with my half soaked pants, and drenched diapers. Once I was all alone, near home, I went too my favorite bench, and sat on the pool of pee, in my two soaking diapers, that I'd made over the evening. So I sat, and drenched my right leg, as the pee spread across the bench and ground. Not a happy experience, but a happy ending ;3
  7. Those videos are my faves, but I've only seen one or two. Anyone know of any great titles?
  8. This literally just happened. I was sitting on the porch having a cigarette, usually I do before bed. I noticed I really had to pee, but I figured I'd be fine till I finished smoking. If you smoke, you know it takes at least five minutes to smoke a cigarette, maybe less depending on the person. I was sitting there, holding myself slightly, when all the sudden I hear the front door lock! My roommate must have thought I was asleep already, and he locked the door. I figured okay, I'll just text him when I'm done. So I finish, I'm texting him, no reply. Shit. I decided to knock on the door since our doorbell doesn't work, but still no answer. I didn't bring a key out with me because I thought I would be fine. So I sit on the porch step and I'm trying to call him but no answer. He's in the shower. Five minutes pass and I start spurting. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold it any longer if he didn't open the door. I was only wearing a thong and pajama pants with a crop top, and my pants were already getting damp from the spurts. I was sitting on the carpet of fake grass he kept on the front porch too, so if I full on wet myself, it would leak through and go all over. I started to panic, thinking maybe I could squat in the bushes or something, but I'm deathly afraid of spiders and they're everywhere so that wasn't going to happen. I was in a panic, my bladder was so full. As I sat on the steps a long spurt came and I almost couldn't stop it. Already pee was leaking down the front of the step from the spurts. I gave up, it hurt too bad and I just couldn't hold it anymore. Pee flowed out of me basically streaming out of my pants and onto the concrete below. My panties were absolutely soaked, as well as my pants and the step below me. I didn't take off my wet panties once I finally got inside, but I did take a picture of my soaked pants.
  9. Last summer I moved in with my brother, his wife, and their daughter. We lived in an apparent meant for a few months before they decided to move back to our hometown. I was excited to be back, and packing was a breeze because I had just moved in anyway. The new house we moved into was small and needed work, but most of all, the bathroom did. I was the stay at home babysitter, since my school was only an hour a day. My mom would take my niece in the morning then after class I would babysit for the rest of the day. One day, without warning, the landlord and the manager came over to fix the bathroom. The toilet was fine, all it needed was the seat to be fixed. The bathtub was the problem, it leaked like crazy and was loud. My brother didn't tell me they were coming today, so I took my niece to my moms house so she could nap and be away from the loud noises. They had to break open the wall to get to the part they needed to fix, so this was going to take hours. It was still early when they started, about 9 am, and it was a holiday so I didn't have school. I opted to stay home and make sure they got it done, also to clean and sleep in a little bit. About an hour into it, I realized I needed to pee, but not too bad. I decided I could hold it, and if things got bad, I would just walk up to my moms house. They turned the water off to fix the tub, so the toilet didn't work. It was a hot day, and I was tired. I decided to take a nap maybe to keep my mind off my need. I slept for about an hour and was woken up by two things, the hammering on the wall, and my desperate need to pee. I reached down to hold myself, only to find that my panties and shorts were already damp, I was leaking already! I panicked, knowing that if I stood up I would spurt and I might not be able to stop it. I had to do something though, I couldn't wet the bed! I quickly jumped up and opened my door, holding myself tight. I slipped my hand in my panties and applied pressure to my peehole. I moaned, knowing that if I didn't move soon I would start peeing myself now. I ran to the back door, leaking along the way. Pee was running down my legs, and I was extremely turned on. When I got outside, I didn't even have time to pull down my shorts before I started peeing full force. I threw myself against the wall in relief, moaning loudly and rubbing myself as the warm pee ran down my legs, making a hissing noise against my tight shorts. My hand was completely drenched and my wet panties made everything so much hotter. My legs were shaking, my mouth hung open in complete bliss. The hot pee splashed onto the pavement and I slid down to a squatting position, shaking as I came closer to climax, pee still gushing out of me. My moans grew louder, I didn't even care that the neighbors could hear me. When I was done, I took off my shorts and panties and put them in the washing machine in the garage, and slipped on pajama pants that were sitting in the dryer. I went back inside, and fell back asleep.
  10. This happened a few years ago, I was pretty young when it happened so it's sort of a blur, but I'll try to remember as much as I can as I go along. My mom had this boyfriend a couple of years ago who had three kids, two boys and a girl. The girl, Madison, was about my age but she liked my older sister better, so they always hung out. Well one summer, he invited us all to go to Anza with him To meet his parents. It was a two and a half hour drive from where we lived, so I slept most of the way. This experience happened on the third day we were there. His parents had a trampoline that we all liked to jump on, so we spent the day out there. I asked Madi if I could borrow a pair of shoes, to which she said yes and handed me these sparkly slip ons. I loved them, and planned on taking care of them. After lunch, we went back on the trampoline. I knew I had to pee, but I was having so much fun I didn't even care. About half an hour went by before I realized just how badly I had to go. I got off the trampoline and walked inside, holding myself subtly. No one noticed me as I made my way to the bathroom. The door was closed, meaning someone was in there. In my mind, I thought I didn't really need to go that bad. So I put it off to go play in the guest room till the bathroom was open. I sat there, reading books, playing with Barbies, and coloring while holding myself. Since everyone was either outside or in the kitchen (or in the bathroom) I was completely alone. Finally, the bathroom was open. I stood up, held myself tight, and walked into the bathroom. The bathroom was pretty big from what I remember, so the toilet being across the room seemed like 100 miles for me. I closed the door, locked it, and walked over to the toilet. Now, it doesn't take very long to get to the toilet from the door, but in my smaller mind it felt like forever since I really had to go. I remember this part very vividly. I got about halfway to the toilet, basically shuffling, when I started to just pee. I couldn't stop it, my bladder let go. I was two steps from the toilet and tried to hurry, but it was too late. Pee filled my panties and seeped through the cotton, running down my legs and all over Madi's shoes. I watched it happen, the puddle grew as the stream of pee shot out of me. It was loud on the tile floors and echoed through the bathroom. I squatted down slowly in front of the toilet, watching the massive amount of pee pour out of me with absolutely no control over it. It just kept coming out, I felt it spreading to my butt and getting on my shirt. It was warm, and I was completely soaked. I just sat there, completely peeing my panties all over the floor right in front of the toilet. When I was finished, I didn't know what to do. I was in a strangers house, I was young, and I was afraid I'd get in trouble. I don't remember telling my mom, but I remember what I did right after. I just sat down in my puddle, touching my underwear and my clothes, examining the damage. I didn't cry, I didn't try to clean it up, I just sat down. My pink skirt was completely soaked, and my panties had gone translucent. To this day, I still think I enjoyed it too much.
  11. First time posting here! This happened to me a couple of years ago, I had just gotten my first computer but it was a hand-me-down desktop, so I could only use it in my moms office (it had to be plugged into the wifi router) so I rarely got to use it other than weekends. I was barely learning about wetting and my interests in it, but I had never wet myself on purpose out of fear of being caught. Since it was a weekend, my mom was at work and wasn't using her office, so I had it to myself. I started reading about holding challenges, so I decided to try one. My step dad was riding horses with my sisters and his daughter, so no one could bother me unless one of my three older brothers decided to, which was rare. Usually on Saturdays my mom didn't get home till around 8:00 PM, so I was safe. I started the holding, and within an hour my desperation was at a 10. The challenge I was doing included putting pressure on your bladder by pushing it against a counter or table, relaxing your body completely with no holding, and jumping jacks all in between drinking water. I was almost done with the challenge, but my bladder was so full it started to hurt, so I ended up holding myself anyway. Just as I was about to finish, I heard my moms car pull up. Now, there is a bathroom in the kitchen under the stairs, so if I had to, I could go in there. In my panic, though, I decided to shut down the computer and run upstairs. Halfway up, I had to stop and hold myself. A wave hit me as I did and I knew I was seconds away from completely peeing myself all over the stairs where my mom could see if she walked by. I had to get to the bathroom, and now. Peeing myself was not an option. I got to the bathroom and to my horror, my brother was in there! I started leaking, putting pressure on my peehole till it hurt. I had to make it, I could not pee myself. I started to cry and shift my weight, bent over with my hand down my panties. My jeans were becoming damp between my thighs from the leaks. I was gonna lose it. I decided that peeing myself in the hallway was not going to happen, someone would see it and know it was me. I was the youngest one there, I would be blamed. (My little sister was with my step dad) I ran to my room, crying, dancing, trying to make the leaking stop. I ran into my closet, hoping that if anyone walked in I could just say I was changing. I started to convince myself that I could make it, the bathroom would be open soon and I would be able to run for it. But then, it happened. The leaking stopped momentarily, only for a wave to hit me hard after. Pee shot out all over my fingers, the stream was unstoppable. My muscles gave way and the steam made a hissing sound as I forcefully peed against my jeans. I cried harder, my body was shaking and my pants grew dark. The puddle spread everywhere around my feet and out of the closet. When the stream slowed to a stop, I quickly peeled my wet pants and panties off me. My underwear had gone translucent pink, and I left the wet clothes on my closet floor to soak up some of the puddle. When the coast was clear, I ran to the bathroom with my wet clothes, jumped in the shower, and rinsed off. No one knows about this till now. Enjoy!
  12. View File Desperate Measures - Toilet Sharing So these are hilarious films. The basic premise is that two girls rush to the toilet, very desperate, but there is only one toilet. After some haggling and negotiation (during which time they could of both peed, but lets not peer behind the curtain), they decide to pee at the same time and share the Japanese-style squat toilet. Hilarity, wetting, and peeing ensue, followed by polite and giggly cleanup. Each video contains about 2 to 4 incidents. I think only the first half of the second video works, it somehow got messed up in the download and I can't get the version downloaded again, but the best part is there, the one with the desperation and the peeing, you mostly only miss the cleanup. Contain fuzzed out nudity. Enjoy Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 06/23/2016 Category Panty Wetting
  13. *Disclaimer* - This contains large amounts of messing. If your not into that, don’t read this. Also sorry if im posting this in the wrong place. I'll take it down if anyone has an issue I’m currently a freshman in college. When I was younger, I was prone to a lot of messing accidents. I had hoped that part of my life was over. At the very least, I hadn’t expected it to happen again 2 weeks into my freshman year of college. So anyway, I had been feeling sick for a few days. I was twenty minutes into an hour long lecture when I got a bad urge to poop. I panicked, knowing that if I didn’t go soon I wouldn’t make it. I was too embarrassed to get up in the middle of class and walk out. Like I said, this was the second week of college. Anyway, I managed to sit through the rest of the lecture with some noticeable squirming. When class was over, I rushed to the bathroom right away and locked myself in the bathroom. I pulled my shorts and briefs down to my ankles and sat down on the toilet. Immediately, I could feel some movement “down there”. Suddenly, I heard the door open and a few guys from my class walked in. I’m super sensitive about people hearing me in the bathroom, and I could already tell this was gonna be a messy one. So when I heard people enter, I tried hard to stop the poop I had been holding in for so long. I squirmed on the toilet for a few second, but a fart managed to slip out. In a panic, I stood up quickly and tried to cross my legs to hold in the poop (this was a bad habit from my and childhood and had caused many accidents). In the split second between standing up and crossing my legs, the poop starting coming out. So crossing my leg only served to squash the poop between my legs. I had been holding it in for so long that once it started coming out, I couldn’t stop it. I stood there a foot away from the toilet with my pants at my knees and started pooping uncontrollably. It was really mushy and it most of it fell perfectly into my briefs. What didn’t ended up on the floor. When the first wave finally stopped, I quickly sat back down before I got anymore in my pants. I was freaking out. I was in college and I was sitting in the bathroom of my lecture hall with poop all over the floor and a massive load of mushy semi-solid poop in my briefs. As I began wiping the floor, the second wave starting coming out, but it was more liquid this time. When I was finally done, I started thinking of a way to get myself cleaned up and to get back to the dorm without anyone realizing what I had done. I wrapped my briefs in a giant wad of toilet paper and threw it in the trash. Some of the poop had gotten on the back of my shorts as well. I wiped it as well as I could but there was still a stain. I decided to rinse it over the toilet with my water bottle cuz I would prefer that people think I wet myself than realizing that I had actually pooped myself. When I was done, I made a beeline back to my dorm, took a shower and started writing this.
  14. *Disclaimer* - This contains large amounts of messing. If your not into that, don’t read this I’m currently a freshman in college. When I was younger, I was prone to a lot of messing accidents. I had hoped that part of my life was over. At the very least, I hadn’t expected it to happen again 2 weeks into my freshman year of college. So anyway, I had been feeling sick for a few days. I was twenty minutes into an hour long lecture when I got a bad urge to poop. I panicked, knowing that if I didn’t go soon I wouldn’t make it. I was too embarrassed to get up in the middle of class and walk out. Like I said, this was the second week of college. Anyway, I managed to sit through the rest of the lecture with some noticeable squirming. When class was over, I rushed to the bathroom right away and locked myself in the bathroom. I pulled my shorts and briefs down to my ankles and sat down on the toilet. Immediately, I could feel some movement “down there”. Suddenly, I heard the door open and a few guys from my class walked in. I’m super sensitive about people hearing me in the bathroom, and I could already tell this was gonna be a messy one. So when I heard people enter, I tried hard to stop the poop I had been holding in for so long. I squirmed on the toilet for a few second, but a fart managed to slip out. In a panic, I stood up quickly and tried to cross my legs to hold in the poop (this was a bad habit from my and childhood and had caused many accidents). In the split second between standing up and crossing my legs, the poop starting coming out. So crossing my leg only served to squash the poop between my legs. I had been holding it in for so long that once it started coming out, I couldn’t stop it. I stood there a foot away from the toilet with my pants at my knees and started pooping uncontrollably. It was really mushy and it most of it fell perfectly into my briefs. What didn’t ended up on the floor. When the first wave finally stopped, I quickly sat back down before I got anymore in my pants. I was freaking out. I was in college and I was sitting in the bathroom of my lecture hall with poop all over the floor and a massive load of mushy semi-solid poop in my briefs. As I began wiping the floor, the second wave starting coming out, but it was more liquid this time. When I was finally done, I started thinking of a way to get myself cleaned up and to get back to the dorm without anyone realizing what I had done. I wrapped my briefs in a giant wad of toilet paper and threw it in the trash. Some of the poop had gotten on the back of my shorts as well. I wiped it as well as I could but there was still a stain. I decided to rinse it over the toilet with my water bottle cuz I would prefer that people think I wet myself than realizing that I had actually pooped myself. When I was done, I made a beeline back to my dorm, took a shower and started writing this.
  15. Hey guys, I'm looking for a video which I had downloaded a while back but appear to have lost. The video is of an accident and includes two or three girls, one of whom has a mask on. They are joking and having a good time and when they walk in the bathroom, the girl in the mask grabs a towel and puts it on the ground. She sits down on the towel and gets dared to pee her jeans which she proceeds to do, while checking the progress. It was incredibly sexy, and if anyone remembers it or can find it, that'd be awesome!
  16. So I am a gamer and I love World of Warcraft. I play it off and on, usually unsubscribing during the end of expansions when there isn't any new content, then resubbing when new stuff hits. Their latest expansion came out the other day and I finally got a chance to sit down and play a good amount. I am enjoying it, a bit too much perhaps because I did something I didn't plan for. Normally, if I know I am going to sit down for a long gaming sessions, I will throw on a diaper and then just go to town with my gaming. I do wet my pants some too, without diapers, but I generally prepare the area I am going to do it so as not to make a big mess. Well, I had just gotten home from work and tore off my shoes, jeans, etc, and threw on a comfy t-shirt, grabbed my mountain dew and sat down to get into the game. The plan was to play for a little bit, then get ready and go meet a friend for dinner. I had somehow gotten so engrossed in the game I lost track of time. It wasn't until my phone vibrated on the desk with the screen showing "where u at?", that I realized I was late to meet my friend. I texted him back and explained I wasn't feeling well and I had fallen asleep, (I know I am a horrible friend). He was cool with it and understood and I went back to gaming. It wasn't very long after that when I noticed I really had to pee, but I was in a very interesting part of the game, story-wise and I wanted to see it through before taking a break. Well, my bladder was talking to me louder than the game was and I naturally bobbed my leg up and down and kept opening and closing them together as I continued the game. Pretty soon I felt a warm spurt shoot out. I put a hand down and felt my underwear, was damp but not too bad. I kept playing. After a few seconds, perhaps my bladder was happy with the slight relief the first spurt gave it because it decided another spurt was in order. I felt down there again, a little wetter but still nothing major, so I continued my game. I got several more minutes of gaming in before my bladder decided to get mad. If the small spurts were just calm reminders, what happened next was an angry shout. IN quick succession, several small-medium spurts came out. Spurt, spurt, spurt. The last spurt was the longest and quickly cut it off and concentrated on holding it. Suddenly I could feel my balls were wet and I could feel the wetness travelling towards my bottom. Well, I was sitting in a comfy chair with a cushion and I didn't want to get it wet so I shot up out of the chair to keep it safe, but that's when I lost my focus on holding it and it came out in a flood, soaking my briefs and splashing on the floor below me. On the plus side, the cushion was safe. So I took my wet underwear off, cleaned up the mess, then put on a nice, dry diaper and went back to gaming. As I write this I have just gotten off to take a break from the game and I am on my second diaper since then and it is currently soaked. Thanks for letting me share!
  17. This young girl could not reach the public toilet in time. This is as real as it gets. http://www.voyeurstyle.com/watch/13446/drunk-mexican-chick-peed-herself-while-waiting-to-use-a-public-toilet/
  18. Hey guys <3 Hope you enjoy and as usual any feedback is always appreciated :) Also quick disclaimer and warning: i apologize if what i have written in Finnish is incorrect, i'm not a native Fin and i'm only learning and its the only other language i kinda know :P Also as the tags would suggest there is messing so you have been warned :). Hope you enjoy <3 As Zoey’s horse ambled through the thick mud of the English countryside, she wondered why she was here. She asked herself why she married a man like Adam, a man more interested in war and killing than love and family. But then she remembered, he was rich, vastly rich in fact and that the marriage was arranged by her father as a convenience to protect his own lands from Adam and his band of savage killers. But despite the wealth she had and the style they lived in, she was not happy. Life was a chore for Zoey. Most women work the land, or bring up children but not Zoey. Her future was determined by Adam, and right now they were on route to a summit with a very powerful lord. She enjoyed the lavish dinners and the fancy outfits she could wear but she was not built for travelling endless miles on horseback, especially at the pace Adam and his savages set. The weather was dreadful at best and unbearable at its worst. Rain had battered the land for days on end and the once green and pleasant fields were now reduced to quagmires. Most normal people were sheltered in their homes in front of a roaring fire and that is where Zoey desired to be. But alas, they were miles from their home but fortunately for Zoey they were not too far away from the great lord’s castle. “All right lads, we’ll stop here for a minute. Water the horses and we’ll be off again. I don’t want to be stationary for long.” The voice surprised Zoey as they had been riding in silence for a long period of time, but she was glad for the break as she needed to empty her bladder. The rough terrain and continuous bouncing had taken its toll. As she climbed off her horse she noticed her panties were wet. This wasn’t surprising to Zoey, for whatever reason her bladder control was very poor and to come away with just a small wet spot was a good result for her. Adam resented her for her bladder troubles and often forced her to sleep in a bed by herself, he didn’t enjoy waking up covered in his wife’s wee. Ultimately that is why he had invested in the latest technology of the age; panties. Panties were a new concept and not widely understood, Adam believed they were waterproof which is why he purchased them in the first place, he was mistaken. Zoey found a small clearing where she was sheltered from the eyes of the men, pulled down her woollen trousers and black panties and squatted to relieve herself. Her stream was strong and fast and thundered into the turf below. She peed for a moment of two and then pulled up her clothing without wiping and walked on back to her horse. “You and your fucking bladder. I wanted to be away, what took so long?” Adam demanded of his wife. “It’s not as simple for women to piss outside, we can’t just lob out a cock and start pissing at will. Or aren’t you aware of how the female anatomy is different?” Zoey responded with acid in her tone. The men laughed and so did Adam. “You have a tongue on you, I’ll give you that.” Zoey said nothing. Adam helped her onto her horse and off they marched again. There were maybe one hundred men in Adams band, all of which were killers of the most vicious variety. He collected his men from prisons all over the land. He would visit a prison and pay the governor of the prison a very handsome sum of money and then he would be given the pick of the prisoners he desired. It was a good deal both for Adam and his men. The men owed Adam a great debt for saving them from the gallows and Adam got the men he needed to ravage the land. And of course the governor of a prison would get a great bag of money for his troubles. Adam looked both terrifying and glorious in all his armour and war splendour. He wore simple chainmail polished to a gleaming finish, brown woollen trousers with bright gold knee high boots. His greaves were steel but finished in gold and in the sun they shine and glistened. His helmet however was the thing you would notice first, because it was a wolf skin headdress. In all his war glory he was a truly magnificent sight. And on this occasion he had to be, as he was meeting the great Lord himself. The great Lord was a man steeped in mystery and curiosity. There were thousands of tales about his wealth, his women and his feats in battle. So to be invited to his castle as his guests was considered a great honour and Adam made sure all of his men were in their best gear and on their best behaviour. The great Lord was not a man to cross. As Adam, Zoey and their band of killers approached the causeway leading to the castle, Zoey was struck dumb by the sheer scale of the castle that lay in front of them. The great keep was built entirely of stone and the fourteen towers that encircled it were washed white and could be seen from miles in every direction. The castle itself was built on a volcanic crag, much like Bamburgh castle or so Zoey thought to herself. The grey clouds above really made the site intimidating and Zoe felt her stomach churn. Adam stopped the convoy turned his horse to face his men and began to give a speech when he was interrupted by three riders approaching from the castle. Adam turned his horse again and with Zoey in toe began to ride slowly towards the greeting party. The approaching riders stopped their great black steeds a few hundred paces away from Adam and one of the riders began to speak. “Who approaches the great Lord’s castle? Speak your name and your purpose.” His tone was firm and demanding, clearly not a man to be messed about. “I am Adam. Adam of the Severn estuary and guardian of the Welsh border. The great Lord is expecting me.” He responded in an equally aggressive tone of voice and gestured to his men as well. “So it would seem. You are late however. The great Lord does not like to be kept waiting, particularly by a rag tag bunch like you.” Adam bristled with rage, he wanted to kill the man for speaking to him so disrespectfully but he held his sword hand and his tongue and instead apologized for his lateness and explained that the weather had been against them. Zoey meanwhile was bored. She hated all of this, she saw it as false match bravado and saw no need for it. Once the pleasantries were out of the way they were guided through the main gate into the castles main courtyard. Where once again Zoey was struck dumb, though this time not by the architecture but by the sheer amount of men. There were perhaps three thousand men crammed into the courtyard and on the battlements above, all in full war glory and carrying their lord’s standard; a black crow on a flaming red background. All of the standards blew and twisted in the howling winds. Adam stopped his horse in the middle of the courtyard. Zoey and the rest of the men had stopped a few paces further back. Adam was confused. He had expected a welcome, but not like this and so far, the great Lord himself was nowhere to be seen. “My lord Adam, the great Lord awaits you in the great hall. I will escort you and your men. You are to leave all horses and weapons outside; they will be returned to you upon departure.” The voice was unfamiliar but Adam agreed though adding the caveat that he should be allowed his sword, the voice agreed. They were led through a huge wooden door and entered into the main hall. Though it was not as grand as you would have expected. The dais was relatively small and there were only just enough benches for his men. There were no ornaments to speak off and the walls were simple whitewashed stone, Adam felt insulted. This was clearly not the great hall and there was still no sign of their host. Adam and Zoey took their seats on the dais and their men seated themselves on the benches. There was no food for them only water, and apart from themselves the only other people in the hall were a few maids and servants who were scattered around doing nothing in particular. After man minutes of awkward chatter, the great Lord finally arrived. He was a big man, tall, thickset but he wore nothing except a pair of simple brown boots and brown woollen trousers. His chest was covered in strange patterns and in strange colours. Adam rose from his seat to greet his host but was told to remain seated. The bare chested man slowly approached the dais. Walking up the middle of the benches, seemingly paying no mind to the hundreds of pairs of eyes on him he stopped just in front of the dais and began to speak. “Moi. Minun nimeni on Jatti” Adam was perplexed. This was not a language he had heard before, he looked and Zoey and she shook her head however the man who had led them in whispered what to say in his ear and Adam dutifully repeated it. “Missä vessa on” Laughter burst from the bare chested man and all the other men who understood the strange language. Adam bristled with rage again, he knew he was being mocked. The bare chested man composed himself and spoke again. “Miksi? Oletko peloissasi?” The man howled with laughter. But Adam had had enough. He stood up and demanded to know what was being said. The bare chested man gave Adam a stern look then smiled and spoke again. “I greeted you and told you my name. You then asked me where the toilet was.” There was mocking in his tone but underlying was a savage anger. Adam leaned forward to look into the man’s eyes. They were dark and empty. Zoey’s stomach churned again. “Then what did you say?” Demanded an increasingly angry Adam. “Haha. I asked you if you needed the toilet because you were scared.” Adam said nothing, he just stared at the man. Zoey meanwhile was beginning to shake with fear, her stomach was churning and her bladder was beginning to make pushes to empty itself. “Nothing to say. Shame. Maybe all the stories about you are false, maybe you are just a coward. Maybe the lovely creature to your right is braver than you” The man shot Zoey a dark and terrible look. Zoey’s panties became wet again. “You had better hold your tongue, or ill cut it off and wear it around my neck. Have you seen my necklace of fingers? It’s my pride and joy and I’m always happy to add a couple more to it.” Adam spoke quietly but his voice carried a menace and threat that you could not miss. This was too much for Zoey and her bladder gave way, soaking her panties, pooling at her bum and dribbling onto the cold stone floor and making an unmistakeable sound. Zoey was frozen in place. Her fear had completely taken over her; she was not made for this. The bare chested man heard the splattering of Zoey’s pee onto the stone floor and gave her another cold look. Zoey caught the look and her bladder let go again. More warm pee shot through her already soaked panties and once again splattered onto the floor. She could feel her bowels pushing, but she was determined not to embarrass herself anymore and managed not to soil herself completely, but some poo did escape and the smell was unmissable. The bare chested man began howling with laughter. Adam didn’t laugh however and instead drew his sword. Adam jumped over the dais knocking the bigger man down and holding his sword to the man’s throat. The great Lord’s men all drew their swords but before any blows came forth a booming voice called for calm and all listened. Unfortunately, though, it was too late for Zoey. Her defences had failed and warm mushy poo had filled her once pristine panties. As the voice called for calm she was still in the process of soiling herself and more and more mushy poo was filling her panties at the back and at the front another torrent of wee spurted forth. She no longer cared however and actively pushed out what was left in her bowels and bladder. All the while it was now becoming clear all that what had transpired was one big joke, designed to test the balls of Adam and his band of killers. However, whilst Adam had passed the test, Zoey had not and the evidence was there for all to see as she stood up and poo slid down her legs.
  19. Hello all Introduction After overhearing a conversation between two ladies at a cafe recently, telling how one of them had broken down on a back road at night and how she had been bursting for a wee while waiting for the breakdown call out to arrive, My imagination presented me with a thrilling story. All I had to do was write it down. So here's (with a goodly measure of authors prerogative) how I imagined she coped with the adventure. Attached as a Acrobat PDF file. Alternatively, follow this link Story - Roadside Assist to my PaperClipPlus file-sharing page then download / read from there. Please leave feedback if you enjoy this story! Roadside Assist.pdf
  20. I awoke to darkness. My body was cold and lying on hard ground that was even colder than I was. Where am I? Last I remembered I was drifting off to sleep in my bed at home, and I most certainly was not there anymore. I lay staring into the absolute darkness wondering if this is just a dream until I hear a voice. "Number 341. Female. 22 years old. Hasn't wet herself in 15 years." A female voice lists, sounding slightly bored. "She should be a fun one then." A deeper voice says. Suddenly my eyes are blinded by a bright light. "Up and adam cutie pie." The same deep voice as before orders. I sat up slowly as my eyes adjust. Surrounded by bare concrete walls stood a tall, muscular man dressed entirely in black, his face covered by a ski mask. There's no sign of the woman. I scrambled back against the farthest wall in fear. "C'mon hon. We don't have time for this. You're on in five and you still need to be dressed." "What?" I managed to squeak out past the giant lump that had formed in my throat. "You heard me sunshine. Now move or you'll be punished." I stood up slowly because I was more scared of what the punishment would be than the man standing in front of me. "Good girl." He mused before placing his hand on my lower back and leading me out the door. Once we were walking down the hallway I became aware of a heavy pressure in my bladder. "Can I go to the bathroom?" The man laughed a little. "Oh you are a fun one." We walked a little farther before entering a large, open room. Hundreds of women, each with someone dressed in the same fashion as the man accompanying me we were hobbling around looking like they were in the same predicament as me in varying degrees of clothed. I was led to a rack of clothes with a pair of khaki pants and a white bra, with a matching pair of white strappy stilettos. I stood still for a moment, unsure of what to do. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get dressed. No underwear though." Deciding not to argue I lift my shirt over my head when all of a sudden a spasm grips my bladder. Gasping, I squeeze my legs shut and my hand presses against my hole. Finally I am able to put my new top on and get my pants and underwear off, but the khakis are too tight to put on without jumping and squirming around. My bladder pulses every few seconds and I almost lose all the pent up liquid inside multiple times before the khakis are finally pulled into place. Throwing my feet into the high heels I quicky place my hand back in-between my legs. "Are you ready? You're on in one minute. We need to run." "Run?" I glanced worriedly at the hand that was now permanently pressed in between my legs. "Yes. Now let's go. If you miss your timeslot you have to wait until the end, and you're not allowed to pee until you're onstage." With that encouragement, I hobbled as fast as I could down the hall. I was breathing heavily by the time we reached a small staircase up to a stage. Then I heard the same female voice as before. "Our next performer is a 22 year old female wearing a white bra, tight khaki pants, and white stilettos." The man gave me a push and I painstakingly climbed the staircase and hobbled out to the stage. There had to be hundreds of people seated in the vast auditorium. What was I supposed to do? Before I could put much thought into that question a strong wave of desperation shuddered through my body. There were gasps and cheers as I sank to my knees trying to contain the flood. "Stand up." The woman ordered. Quivering, I tried to stand without pissing myself in front of all these people. I had just righted myself when I leaked a little. I could feel a wet spot about the size of a half dollar on my pants. A cheer rose up and I felt my face redden. I had to stay dry. I was 22 years old but here I was about to wet myself like a toddler. I stood, squeezing my spincer with all my might for what felt like an eternity. Shaking uncontrollably, I was nearing my limit. Soon, I would not be able to hold on anymore and would have an accident in front of all of these people. A sharp stab in my abdomen caused me to gasp. "What's happening? Did the slut piss herself?" A voice in the crowd yelled. There was more murmuring and the lady at the podium spoke. "Remove your hands from your crotch at once." Trembling, I unclench my crotch and place my hands at my sides fighting the edge to clamp them right back where they came from. A few antagonizing seconds pass before another command comes from the woman. "Spread your legs." This is it, I think as I slowly move my legs apart centimeter by centimeter. I'm really going to wet myself again. Unable to stop it, another leak presents itself on my khakis for the crowd to see. Oos and awws can be heard from the crowd as I fight to maintain my dignity. I will not piss myself, especially in front of all these people. I am fine for another couple seconds before I leak again. A stronger jet of pee escapes and now the whole crotch of my pants is soaked, pressing itself against my genitalia. Then my bladder betrays me. All at once my urethra opens and pee races forth. It flows down my legs and I can feel it traveling up my butt and down the backs of my legs too. Seconds pass slowly. I cannot stop. My shoes become slippery and a puddle begins to form around me. My peeing trickles to a stop and all at once the man covered in black comes, turns my butt to the crowd and, after another humiliating minute, escorts me off the stage. "Held for 45 seconds, pissing for 1:30. Not bad." I hear someone say as I leave.
  21. Hello, that's my second attempt here. And probably not the last one. If you have any suggestions - please be welcomed to put them here. P.S. Sorry for such a long story, but I have no idea how to make it shorter... First of all let's meet our heroes - 2 sisters, Agatha and Anna. Agatha is the older one, 23, is rather tall, dark blond with nice Slavian face and very sporty body. She's very active in crossfit and body building. Her younger sister, Anna is now 20, little bit shorter than Agatha with similar hair colour. There was no doubt, that they're sisters. She just finished first route of her 2nd year college exams. Also she just got a job at the fitness club, so girls have the "party like a lord" day. They went to the one of most popular student's club in the city. Like sisters used to do they were dressed very similar - white sporty shoes (Agatha Converse ones and Anna classic Adidas) with white t-shirts, with the only difference with the choose of the pants - Agatha had some cherry leggings made from material similar to spandex, while Anna has some dark grey classic jeans. As the party started they began celebrating with 3 quick Desperados beers. Normally they should be drunk after such amount of alcohol, but not this time. They started to dance for about half an hour, than another beer went to play. After another few dances they both started feeling hungry. That's normal after beers. Because of the popularity of this club there were some food trucks parked just in the entrance to provide food for such party people. After short discussion they chose to try some Chinese-styled one with spicy chicken with rye pasta, which according to internet references should be great one. And it really was, despite the fact that they were not used to spicy cuisine. After meal they went back to the club, just not to miss anything from the party. Shortly after returning to the party they switched to Kamikaze multicolored shots. Every Kamikaze is set of 4 shot glasses full of drink, so you can get drunk much faster than with other drinks. Shortly after that they both "broke their seals" with toilet, due to increasing desperation. Their party went to the "shot-dance-shot" model, with many, many shots involved. They probably set their personal records, especially that they were not regular drinkers. But when you celebrate, you don't care about the hangover. Shortly after 1 a.m. they started a discussion about leaving the club. Agatha (AG): Ok, let's go back, before we'll pass out here. Quick toilet brake and we can leave. Anna (AN): Nah, there is a 10-minutes line to the loo, and we have 15-minutes to our flat. We can make it. And I'm so drunk that I don't want to stay in the line. AG: But I'm a little desperate and it's cold outside. AN: C'mon my big sister, we should go. And you can go somewhere in the bushes close to our flat. But trust me, we'll make it without stops. AG: Okay, but if I'll pee myself it'll be your fault. And they both laughed. She didn't know that with this sentence she became a fortune teller for this night. It was rather cold outside, maybe 10 degrees of Celsius, but due to drinks they both we walking with unzipped jackets. After maybe 3-4 minutes of "sinus curve" walking style the red light stopped them. AG: I definitely should go to the toilet before we left. AN: Relax, there is a park in few minutes, you can pee there. AG: But I'm also not feeling OK with my stomach, it must the spicy food. AN: Oh, that's a little bit worse, so let's hurry. But in their state it was not so easy to walk very fast. After another 2-3 minutes they saw a park just on the other side of the street. But there was another red light. And crossing the street on red was not a good idea. It was a night and many drivers did not care about speed limits. Also, there was a lot of police patrolling the city. The light should turn green in something around 1 minute, but this amount of time was like infinity for Agatha. When the light finally switched she made a first step, but she stood next to the waste bin. She wanted just to move forward to the park, but she can't. And then something really strange happened. Her crotch started rapidly to feel warmer and warmer. Also some strange feeling was quiclky moving down her legs. A little bit of steam went to the air due to low temperature. She just looked down and there was no doubts - she was wetting her leggings. AN: Why you're not going? C'mon, I also need this park! AG: I can't... I'm... Oh my God, oh my God... AN: What? God won't help me now... AG: I just... just... I did not make it AN: C'mon, what do you mean? AG: I totally peed myself. I couldn't stop it. Please don't laugh... Anna came closer to her sister. She just couldn't believe that her older sister just wet her pants because of alcohol. She looked at her pants, due to night nothing big was visible on her pants, but she was definitely standing in big puddle. When she saw this she started to laugh hysterically. She laughed and laughed AG: You're horrible! I hate you! AN: Ha ha, sorry, but just can't stop, really, I'm so sorry, but I can't, wait... Wait... She looked down and she was terrified. Her grey jeans were simply wet. Maybe it was because of laugh, maybe she was so drunk, but she was standing if her own puddle of pee, exactly like her older sister. Agatha realized that something happened with Anna. AG: What?! Let's go! AN: You won't believe me, but my pants are also wet... AG: What? I must look... She inspected her sister's jeans. From the crotch to shoes both her legs were soaked. AG: That's your punishment! Now let's go, otherwise my stomach will explode. AN: Wait, give me few seconds. I can't believe it. It's so warm and wet. It's... nice. No, I can't believe I said that... AG: Yes, you said that, let's go! I must reach a toilet in few minutes. AN: OK, OK They finally started to continue their walk. But now it was a walk of wetness. They even started joking about this moment, but Agatha suddenly needed to stop for few seconds to avoid another accident. AN: C'mon, let's go. It's just 2 blocks away. AG: Yeah, I know that, but I'm so desperate that I'll poop myself if I continue to walk. AN: Really it's so bad? So just go in your pants... AG: You said what?! There is no way I'll purposely mess myself! AN: Yeah, yeah, but your pants are wet, so what's the difference? AG: Forget it, I'm wearing thongs, I don't want to make my pants totally ruined. OK, I'm ready to go. I'll make it. AN: Let's go, forget about my idea! They were just 50 meters from the entrance to their block. Only 50 meters, than 2 floors with the elevator, 20 steps, doors and toilet. It was so short and so long simultaneously. When Anna was entering the code to the doors, Agatha suddenly leaned against the wall. She was losing her battle. When Anna opened the door she urged her to walk in. But when she moved her leg her battle was over. Suddenly her anus opened and soft, mushy mess started to fill her leggings. It was like warm pudding against her butt and it was slowly going down her legs. AN: Why you're not going in? You look strange... AG: I totally lost it. My pants are full of poop. I just shit myself. AN: Oh, f... Yeah, I can smell it. Damn, let's go and wash ourselves. AG: Please follow me, I'm afraid that something may drop down from my pants. When she started to walk Anna had a good view on her sister's totally ruined leggings. Surprisingly nothing was really visible. Only a bulge on her back, which was moving sideways simultaneously with the move of her hips during every step. When they finally entered their flat they went just to the front of the mirror to inspect their look. Anna's grey jeans were visibly wet. There was no chance to hide her accident. But Agatha's cherry leggings were in a little bit better condition. At least from outside. On her legs there was almost no chance to see the wetness. Maybe after very careful look from close distance. On her back there was a slight dark wet patch, going partially down her right leg. She was mortified. AG: OK, I need to go first, please help me a little. AN: Do you plan to save your clothes? AG: Yes, I'll try to wash them. When they entered the bathroom, Agatha started to slowly take off her leggings. When she pulled them down to her knees she started removing her accident with paper towels with slight help from Anna, who was holding her pants. Her butt was all brown, probably because of the tightness of her pants. Also her right leg was brown down to her knee. Her light blue cotton thongs were totally wet at the crotch area and totally brown at the back. While she was cleaning herself with toilet paper, Anna started to take off her jeans. Her full-covering white panties with some lace in the front were totally soaked. AN: You're rather lucky with your thongs, you could have your panties ruined. AG: Well, honestly, I would not hold it as long with another underwear... AN: Ha ha ha, so I was right with the idea of letting it go! AG: Yeah, but only in wet pants. OK, let's wash our clothes and please forget about today's walk of shame. I can't believe I had double accident. AN: And you caused mine! AG: You're stupid! You peed yourself because you're drunk! AH: Yeah, right! OK, let's turn on the washing machine and let's go to sleep. AG: Yes, let's go!
  22. Yesterday I had a moment of enlightenment. I had worked all day and was traveling home and decided to grab a bite to eat on in the way. I had been drinking coffee all day at work and was starting to get the signals from my bladder that it was time to make a pit stop (which I ignored). Pulling into a McDonald's drive through to grab some food (during dinner hour) I got in line, and started to wait my turn. By the time I got to the spot to order I was wiggling and rocking in my seat, legs bouncing and shaking. I felt a spasm in my overall bladder and my hand shot to my crotch to hold myself. That's when I looked up and realized that I could see everyone but they could only see me from the shoulders up :). Hanging on for dear life I ordered my food, paid for it and pulled to the next window. They were busy and it was taking what felt like hours, the window opened and I instinctively pulled my hand from holding my pee in to grab my drink. My bladder wasn't ready for such a swift change and punished me by releasing a 2 second stream into my tight jeans. I blushes and quickly grabbed my food. I then got my soda and placed it right between my legs, the cold condensation on the cup caused havoc and before I could even pull forward it was too late, I felt a warm puddle growing between my legs as I drove away and have in to the bliss. It was amazing and as public as I can imagine without the danger of getting spotted! Can't believe I've never thought of this before. Hope you've enjoyed, any thoughts or comments?
  23. So, writing for the first time....any suggestions/constructive critiques are welcome ! This happened in the final year of my college life in India. A group of us friends were in charge of hosting a departmental reunion and meetings used to run long after the normal class times. It was close to the date of the event and we were all talking at length about a visit to the department by some guest before the event to inspect labs et al. The visit was supposed to be on a weekend and so some of us had to come in Saturday. Our meeting room used to be closed normally on weekends and we had 2-3 keys, one of which, happened to be with my ex as she used to stay on campus in the girls' hostel. As the meeting dragged on a lot of the group had left leaving only 3-4 at the end. We decided at the end that one of us would have to come in the next day and prepare for the visit. Then we discovered that all the people with the keys had left earlier leaving only my ex as a possibility. She declared she could not come the next day as she had some plans but she could bring the keys quickly to us from her hostel. So, she hurried out to the hostel and left us to talk about other things. After about a rather long 20 mins (hostel was a 5 min walk max) she returned and handed over a key to us. The others quickly took the key and bid us goodbye. I don't know if nobody noticed but I saw that she had changed her jeans from the dark one she was wearing to another. Since I had to leave as well, I could not press her too much that night but on teasing her about it, she blushed and would not talk about it. It took some time for us to break the ice about such events as this was quite early on in our relationship. It was later, one random phone call on some random night, much later, when we were much more comfortable with each other, that the true secret was revealed. And here it is from the girl's perspective : ---------------------------------------------------------------------- By the end of the meeting I was seriously desperate and in need of a loo pretty badly. But then I did not want to keep anyone waiting for the key and decided I would quickly get it from my room. Ahh, why didn't I bring it with me ? I stepped out of the building and the cool breeze hit my face and I suddenly realized that I was more desperate that I had thought....however, I carried on, I was a big girl after all in my final year of college ! On the way I met a friend who tried to indulge me in some small-talk...I tried to talk my way out of it (talking away valuable time) and got into my hostel. My room was on the 3rd floor and walking up the stairs was painful. As soon as I reached the third floor I had a decision to make : either get the keys or use the toilet. I was super desperate but decided to first get the keys from my room and then use the restroom before I went back. That proved to be my biggest mistake ! The room was on the opposite side of the corridor as the toilets and all the girls in the floor used the same restroom facilities. I quickly stepped into my room and then I tried to quickly find the keys. In my panic, I realized the keys were not in their usual place and I actually had to search for them ! I was under serious pressure now and wondered if I should continue searching or go. I decided to search a bit more. Soon enough under the table I found the key. It had somehow fallen down and I quickly took it as a huge wave of desperation hit me. I doubled over and half-walked to the door. Since none of my roommates were present I had to lock the door before I went out again (and had to unlock it to get in) ! I was in panic then : I tried locking the door but somehow the key won't fit in as I struggled wth it ! "Why does this have to happen now ???" I wondered. As the key finally slid in, another desperation wave hit me almost overcoming my resistance. I was in serious trouble now. I had to use the restrooms NOW ! In panic, as soon as the door was locked, I ran ! Running was another big mistake as I soon realized ! Maybe I should have half-walked slowly to the restroom but running made everything happen so quickly. As I was midway through to the restrooms I could feel I was no longer in control. New surges of desperation hit me as I felt control slipping away and myself getting wet. I quickly crossed my legs when I realized what was happening and tried to regain control. I was spurting uncontrollably as I opened the door to the toilets. Thankfully there was no one to view my condition or I would have been so embarrassed. The cubicles were empty and I kept leaking in my panties as I entered them : I just could not control any more. I had to struggle with my tight jeans inside and by the time I got it down and sat down with relief, I knew I had had a major major accident. As I finished peeing, I stood up to survey the damage. The jeans were noticeably wet till my knees on one leg and the upper thighs on another. I was so ashamed. Now I had to walk back to my room, unlock it again and change into something and then walk back ! Well, let this be our secret ok ? I have quite a few other stories to tell, but just to you.....so shhhhh
  24. Hey guys <3 Anyone who read my piece called The Great Lord (Found below) will be aware of the main protagonist in this piece, iv'e decided to scrap the original story path (unless there is an outcry and focus solely on Zoey's stories from her past before she met Adam. Also there will be numerous updates to this piece periodically :) Hope you enjoy :) As the Lady Zoey awoke from her deep slumber her mind was clouded and confused, she was warm and cosy and did not much fancy the idea of getting out of bed. She had been having a marvellous dream about Gurvid and all the naughty things she would like to do to him, Gurvid was has her father’s friend, bodyguard and commander of all of his forces. He was a thick set man of average height with long blonde hair and a seemingly uncontrollable blonde beard, who was rarely seen out of his war splendour. Zoey often dreamed of him in his gleaming gold armour on his large black horse, riding to her rescue in some far off castle. This morning was one of those mornings, in her dream he had ridden gallantly to her rescue and then ravaged her in a thrall of deep passion and as she awoke and came to her senses she slipped her hand into her wet panties and began rubbing herself. BANG BANG BANG “May I come in?” The banging and the voice of her father startled Zoey and as she straightened herself up she quickly became aware that she really needed to pee. “Yeah” Her father entered the room and inspected his daughter, she was sat bolt upright in bed and looked stiff as a post, tiredness he thought. “How are you this morning my darling?” Her father enquired. “I’m okay, I have just woken up though” Her father chuckled, how like her mother he thought to himself. “So I see. What are your plans today?” “I don’t know, I might go and see Rob for some sword lessons” “I think that is a splendid idea and maybe you can pop in and see Lucy whilst you are out and about, Lucy has been very lonely recently and I’m sure she would appreciate your company” Zoey nodded in agreement. Lucy was a friend of hers who had lost her fiancé during a siege at a town called Katan and she was struggling to deal with the loss, but at that very moment Zoey was more concerned about her bladder and how her panties were starting to become wet. “Good. Also there is a delicate matter I wish to speak to you about” Zoey smiled as best she could and nodded uncomfortably. “There has been talk of a band of brigands in the area, you are not to leave the castle alone. If you wish to leave the castle, guards will be assigned to your protection. Is that understood?” “Yes father” Zoey answered meekly. She was starting to lose control and pee was beginning to trickle out of her girl parts through her panties and into her bed sheets. She wanted her father to leave quickly, she knew this feeling all too well and knew in a matter of moments the floodgates would open completely. She did her best to hide her situation of course, which was made easier by having a duvet to cover the lower half of her body. Her legs were crossed so her thighs were pressing together and her feet were tapping uncontrollably, but none of this was stopping the now constant trickle from between her legs. Her father paced the room and moved over to the window to view his land. He was to the right of Zoey and Zoey wondered if he could see anything of her impending accident from the angle he was stood, so she pulled the duvet up even further and tucked it under her body on the right hand side. However, what had started as a trickle was now becoming and torrent, her pee was streaming through her panties and beginning to drench the bed sheets. She could hear that oh so familiar hissing sound and feared her father would hear it too, so she began humming an incoherent tune in an attempt to cover the sound of her accident. “I don’t recognise that tune?” Her father enquired. Zoey just smiled and hoped to the heavens that her father would leave soon. “Are you not getting out of bed today?” Her father enquired with humour in his tone. Zoey began to panic. I can’t get out of bed!! Not when I’m wetting myself, he’ll go berserk. I need him to leave NOW!!!! “Yes father, but I’m not wearing anything under the duvet” Zoey told him in desperation. Her father gave her a disapproving look, but thankfully began to head for the door, the moment the door closed behind him Zoey threw back the duvet to inspect the damage. Her panties were soaked from front to back and a dark stain had appeared on her once crisp white bed sheets. She stood up and checked herself in the mirror, a huge pee stain had spread all up the front of her crotch and at the back the white material of her panties had turned almost see through against her cute pert bum. She ran her hands over her bum and pulled her panties up high so as to get a true sense of the damage she had done, the wet patch was huge, stretching almost halfway up the back of her panties. The door opened. Zoey turned in absolute horror. Immediately she feared her father had returned and was beginning to get her excuses together, but thankfully it was not her father but her maid Sarah. Sarah entered the room and quickly realised the situation and promptly shut the door behind her, Zoey was stood with her legs crossed trying her best to hide her wet accident but it was still clearly obvious as was the huge wet stain on the bed. “Ohh my Lady, wet the bed again I see” Sarah said with as much sympathy as she could muster. Zoey nodded. “It happens my Lady, I wouldn’t worry about it. Only yourself, your bed sheets and I know what happened, and it will stay that way. It happens to me every now and then as well, you’re not alone.” Zoey smiled and felt better after Sarah’s kind words, though she found it odd that Sarah would admit she wet the bed herself. “I’ll strip the bed my Lady and if you leave your panties on the sheets I’ll see to them as well” “Thank you Sarah, you truly are a gem” Sarah smiled at Zoey and suggested she got herself cleaned up, joking that it was not perhaps a good idea to walk around smelling of wee. It made Zoey giggle, so she removed her soaked panties, threw them on the wet bed sheets, grabbed some clean clothes and ran to get bathed. After bathing herself and changing into her outfit for the day, Zoey made her way back to her bedroom where she found her bed had fresh clean sheets and all signs of her morning accident had been removed, Sarah remained however and greeted Zoey upon noticing her. “Thank you Sarah, for everything” “That’s quite alright my Lady. Can I get you some breakfast?” “Yes please, could you bring me bacon and eggs and coffee.” “Of course my Lady” Zoey smiled and seated herself in her window and seat and gazed at the scenery beyond. It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining bright but she could see that it was cold outside, even now at nearly midday there was a frost on the ground. Zoey watched the peasant folk milling around outside the castle, she often felt sorry for them, but knew deep down she knew they were well looked after by her father, certainly compared to how many other folks lived in other areas, but even still, she knew she lived a privileged life and had nothing but respect for the folk she watched below. Zoey turned her gaze from the folk below and onto the forest in the distance beyond the town, she often liked to ride in the forest with Lucy and she found her father’s warning about brigands hard to comprehend, to Zoey the forest was such an innocent place, a place of beauty, a place for animals to live in peace away from humans, not a place for bandits to terrorize innocent people. She wondered what Gurvid would do about the problem, ultimately he was the man who would be responsible for their capture or more likely, their killing. Gurvid was a fierce man with an even fiercer reputation. He had joined her father’s service many years ago as a soldier and had served with distinction in many battles, then a couple of years ago he was made her father’s bodyguard. It was said that at the siege of Katan Gurvid had single handily slain thirty men to rescue her father and whisk him to the safety of the catacombs and that was how he became commander of her father’s forces, Zoey didn’t know if that figure was true, but it would not surprise her if it was. As Zoey continued to muse her breakfast arrived. Sarah entered and placed the tray on her bed and asked if she would like anything else, Zoey declined and thanked Sarah who left Zoey in peace to enjoy her breakfast. Zoey tucked into her bacon and eggs and began to wonder what she would do with her day, she figured she would go and get some sword lessons of Rob and then see how she felt from there. Lessons with Rob could often be hard and tiring, he was a strict disciplinarian and did not much care for Zoey’s often melodramatic style of training. Despite this, she did enjoy training with Rob, she knew deep down he was a kind soul albeit an often grumpy one. Zoey gobbled down her food and quickly drank her coffee, grabbed her practice sword and made her way to the hall where Rob could often be found. As she entered the hall Rob was moving some straw dummies around and bitterly complaining about the quality of the straw. “If the straw is that bad, I’ll ask my father for some new ones” Zoey said as a way of alerting Rob to her presence. “Ignore me my Lady, they aren’t that bad, just a bit tatty. What can I help you with?” “Some lessons would be good, if you have the time” “I always have the time. Come on then, what are you waiting for?” And with that Zoey charged the man, Rob twisted to the side completely evading Zoey’s attack. Rob picked up his practice sword and began schooling Zoey on the finer points of sword play. Thirty minutes had passed when the door opened again. It was Gurvid. Zoey, who was sweating profusely by this point looked in wonder at Gurvid in all his splendour. Gurvid laughed when he saw the pair. “Quite the sword master aren’t we” Gurvid was addressing Zoey. “I’m better than you” Zoey fired back. “Hahahaha. No doubt my Lady, but I’m not a swordsman.” “Aren’t you? What are you then?” “I’m a soldier my Lady, I have no love for sword play.” His tone was pleasant. “Perhaps Rob could show you a thing or two then” Zoey retorted. “No doubt he could. If I ever want to learn how to flicker and dance like a wench after too much wine, I’ll know who to talk too” Zoey burst into laughter. “Did you come here for a reason? Or just to be a nuisance?” Rob asked tiredly. “Both really. My Lord needs you, you are to come with me to his quarters.” Rob nodded and began preparing himself to leave. “What’s the problem?” Zoey asked Gurvid. “Nothing for you to worry about my Lady” “Is it the bandits?” “How do you know about the bandits?” “I was fighting them last night” Zoey announced proudly. “Were you. Then perhaps you can give me some tips, I may be fighting them myself soon” “Well…..” But Zoey was interrupted by Rob before she could start. “I don’t think Gurvid has time for you games my Lady” “Oh be quiet Rob you grumpy bastard. Ignore him my Lady, please continue.” Zoey laughed again. “Well… what I was about to say before I was so rudely interrupted…” Rob interrupted again. “My lady, please.” “It would appear Rob’s sense of humour has gone missing again, that is if he had one to start with. Perhaps you can finish schooling me another time” Gurvid and Zoey both smiled. “Can I come with you?” Zoey asked nobody in particular. “It’s your castle my Lady, but I don’t think your father will appreciate it” Gurvid answered in a saddened tone. “But answer me this, if you do fight the bandits, will you be okay?” Zoey could not mask her genuine concern for the safety of her crush. Gurvid gave Rob a look as if to say “Fuck off and leave us alone” and approached Zoey. He moved close to her and brushed her hair out of her eyes. “My Lady a sheep does not kill a wolf” And left her with those words ringing in her ears. Zoey stood frozen for a few moments, still staggered by her naivety for display her feelings so openly, although she was eighteen years of age, Zoey still had bouts of childlike naivety. Once Zoey had composed herself she decided she wanted to know what was happening about the bandits and so made her way to her father’s quarters. On the way to her father’s quarters she decided that she had better change as she was bathed in sweat, so she ran into her bedroom for a change of clothes and panties as it turned out. As she was stripping she felt wet between her thighs, at first she figured it was sweat but as she inspected further it turned out it was wee and she had leaked a fair amount into her panties, she cursed herself for being such a scatter brain and wondered how it had not left a stain on her trousers. However, despite the fairly large wet patch she decided not to change her panties, figuring she didn’t want to leave any traces behind of another accident, albeit a small one, particularly after what had happened earlier in the day, so she went to empty her bladder in the conventional manner and journeyed to her father’s quarters. The room was fairly empty, just her father, Gurvid, Rob and one or two other senior soldiers were in the room, when her father noticed Zoey peering through the door, much to her surprise, he invited her in. “Zoey my darling, we are discussing the bandit problem” Zoey nodded. “We would be interested in your input, after all, you are the only one here who has fought the bandits” Her father’s tone was not cruel, but rather playful. Zoey blushed bright red. “Perhaps I should go” Zoey announced and began walking for the exit. “My dear, I did not mean to mock. It is good you are showing an interest in such matters and if you wish to learn, there are no better men to learn from. So come, sit” And with that Zoey took a seat at the table, she sat to the left of her father on the most comfortable chair she could find, Gurvid was to her father’s right and Rob was stood pacing the room. “My Lord, it is my opinion that the best way to deal with these bandits is to pay them off, that is what they are here for after all” One of the senior soldiers announced, Zoey could not recall his name. “If you pay them off then we look weak and they’ll keep coming back, we are not their fucking bank” Rob barked. “I agree. If we pay them off they won’t leave us alone” The other nameless soldier put in. “This is getting us nowhere. We will not pay them off, why would I summon my military advisors to give me advice on how to pay off bandits? I called you here to formulate a battle plan, so please, let us do just that. Gurvid, your thoughts?” His Lordship spoke firmly. Zoey’s ears perked up at the mention Gurvid and she began listening intently. “My Lord we have some information on where they may be hiding out, I suggest we investigate.” “How?” His Lordship enquired. “A small party, a scouting party.” “Who would lead it?” “I would my Lord” “How many men?” “No more than five” Zoey had listened to the exchange intently and before her father could intercede, she spoke up. “I could go” Zoey announced to the laughter of all around the table, except Gurvid. “My dear, you are not a scout or a soldier” Her father spoke softly. “I want to learn” “You learn in the safety of the castle; these bandits are no fools.” “But…” “No arguments. You are still a girl. You are too innocent for such matters.” “I’m eighteen, I’m an adult.” “In body perhaps, but in mind and heart you are but a girl and I will not inflict the terrors of battle on my daughter.” “This is not battle father; this is a ride in the woods” Zoey had struck a note and she knew it. “The Lady is right” Gurvid announced “This is not a battle, yet.” Her father pondered the notion carefully. “Can you guarantee her safety?” The question was directed to Gurvid. “I can my Lord, but if it is to be so, it will be best if just the two of us go, it will attract less attention” “Very well. Rest assured my dear, there is not a finer soldier to be found anywhere” Zoey blushed and beamed a smile, because tomorrow she would go riding. As Zoey dressed for bed she felt more wetness between her legs, however it was smaller than her leak earlier so she paid it very little mind. However, her thoughts were interrupted when her mother paid her a visit. Her mother was a lovely kind woman without a bad word for anyone, though Zoe found it unusual that she called on her at this late hour. “Can I come in sweetie?” Her mother called from outside her door. “Of course” “How are you tonight?” “I’m okay, is there something wrong?” “I don’t know. I was speaking to Leah and she told me about one or two strange occurrences” Leah was a maid in her mother’s service. “Like what?” Zoey enquired “Strange occurrences involving you and your bed sheets” Zoey blushed bright red and knew immediately what she was talking about. “Leah said three of the last seven days you have wet the bed, what’s happening sweetie?” Zoey couldn’t find any words and instead simply sat blushing like a beetroot. “Are you scared about something” “I don’t know… I just… wake up and … I’m desperate for a wee.. and …. I can’t seem to hold it” “Does it happen at all during the day?” Zoey thought about lying, but didn’t. “Sometimes” She said, as she thought about the wetness she could feel between her legs at that moment. “Well we’ll talk to the physician in the morning and see what can be done.” Mother and daughter embraced for a time and when her mother departed, Zoey snuggled in bed with her stuffed animals and went to sleep.
  25. Hi there! This is my first post, so bare with me So I am a guy in his early 20's and I am a diaper lover and I love to see females in diapers or holding/wetting. I do have a girlfriend, but she does not know anything about this or what I am into. I still live with my mother (not for much longer) so I cannot use diapers very often, and I haven't been using them for a long while now, unfortunately. So recently I noticed something weird, actually something I wished to happen for a long time. When do not have to sleep early, I usually stay up till 1:30AM, especially in the last few months since I graduated in June, and I start with my job in October. Every night around 11PM I brush my teeth, and then I drink 2.5 cups of water right after each other, just to flush my body, and of course a little bit because I have to pee a lot after an hour. So since I have been home a lot lately, I've been doing this a lot. Drinking 2.5 cups, and after an hour I have to pee badly, which sometimes ends up in me masturbating with a full bladder (which feels amazing). But recently I started to notice that when I have to pee badly, it's much worse, and I start holding myself a LOT. I have to tighten my muscles a lot to keep it in, and when I relax the pee will come right out and I end up in having an accident. But even though I tighten my muscles I tend to have small accidents with small spurts coming out, and sometimes big spurts too. Sometimes I have to hold myself while I walk to the toilet and when I pull down my pants I already start to pee sometimes. This feeling comes in waves, and sometimes the waves come back so badly that I tend to have an accident. Even though I REALLY love this feeling, I gotta say it's kind of weird as well, and I don't know what it is, because I can usually hold my pee for ages. Also this morning I had exactly the same, and I didn't even had too much pee in my bladder. When I am out, and I have to pee pretty bad, this doesn't happen at all, it only happens when I am home (so far I've experienced), so I think it might be because I am more relaxed at home? Anyways, I really love the feeling, and I love that I am able to have real accidents, unfortunately I cannot make any use out of it, because I cannot wear diapers that easily in my mothers home. Usually it is pretty difficult for me to pee in a diaper since I have paruresis/shy bladder as well, so I would love to have these kinds of accidents into a diaper as well, so I hope this also happens when I am wearing somewhere in the future. So what do you think? How could this happen all of a sudden? is my bladder getting weak? Or is it just a sign that I am more relaxed nowadays?
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