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  1. Haven't ever posted live while doing this, going to see how much I can hold. I went to the loo this morning and since have drank about 3 24oz bottles sipping in my fourth, started about 9am(40 min ago) barely feeling the need so far, I'm a camel lol, so may be sporadic in here
  2. From the album: Off limits fanarts :3

    This image itself is not a representation of any "off limits" page but if I had to relate it to something I could say page 2, where after catching Dakota just before going to the bathroom, Courtney (her main torturer) presents her with the proposal of holding her urine for the 24 hours of her punishment or urinating while Courtney She tells her instructor that she is cheating on her exam (Dakota is a scholarship student and that would be a pretty big problem) and after this Dakota, in her anguish, begs Courtney asking for another way to resolve this dispute, (Courtney would obviously refuse. to this, starting both the comic and his 24-hour punishment)
  3. Hi everyone :•) today I'm doing a hold, no rules just fun. I will keep track of time, desperation and water intake. I'm wearing some light colored sweatpants. Really wanna try to hold untill I physically cannot hold it anymore, but if it starts to hurt or be unsafe then of course I will stop. Last time I tried I got sleepy and went to pee so I could go to sleep lolol Feel free to interact :3
  4. just a little story. my boyfriend was over the other night, he was feeling sick so i made him some medicine (it was like 200ml) and watched over him. i encouraged him to drink more fluids cause he had a fever. then we had sex and before that he went pee (that's our rule, so we don't have to get up in the middle of the action). after that i handed him a cup of water (300ml) and the night went on. right before sleep he drank a cup of tea (300ml as well) and we went to bed. he doesn't get up at night to pee so i thought he's gonna go to the toilet the first thing after we woke up. he did not, instead we layed down for like two hours. i made him breakfast and another cup of tea (300ml). i started getting curious cause that morning pee can hit you hard sometimes, but he didn't show any signs of desperation. after a bit he got up and said he's going to the bathroom. my toilet's door does not close fully so you can hear what other person is doing. so i was waiting to hear that strong stream of big morning pee but i heard nothing. maybe he did it quietly or just didn't pee at all. i didn't ask about that and after about two hours he went back to his place. it left me curious how freaking strong is his bladder cause i went to the bathroom like 7 times when we were hanging out and i was definitely not drinking as many fluids as he was. the break between him going to the bathroom was around 14 hours (!) sure, he slept through most of that time but its still a lot of hours lmao i guess men's bladders are just bigger idk
  5. From the album: Fanart and OC’s

    No no, Terrelle. Good girls don’t wet themselves.

    © Me

  6. Im doing a hold again today wearing this cute outfit uwu... im also editing the video of yesterday's hold so stay tuned for that!
  7. Hiya everyone ~ Angie here :3 Tonight I am doing a hold and liveblogging it, and also recording a video ❤️ what im wearing: im wearing some cute panties, and my pink sweatpants on top. And a cute crop top. (Picture below) Water intake: thus far I have had, since I started, one beer (500 ml) and two glasses of water (360 ml each). My goal is to have at least 3 more glasses of water. Holding goal: my goal is to hold for 5 hours. Last time i tried i could only make 2 hours but I have been able to do 8 hours in the past, so 5 should be doable. Rules for myself: • i am not allowed to get naked, but I can strip down to only panties. • i am not allowed to cum, and only allowed to touch myself for 2 minutes at a time (I will set a timer) • leaking doesnt count as losing. • i have to turn on the camera when I think I will leak or lose. • finish the water goal in the first 2 hours. other info: feel free to reply on here, text me via DM or via discord (user is angie.is.a.puppy ) or via tumblr (user is angie-soft ). I love being teased by ppl online! If you do, please talk about me in a masculine or gender neutral way, and dont use words such as "kid" "baby" "little one" or any other terms that imply me being a child. Please do call me "puppy" "puppy boy" "good boy" "slut" "good slut" and give me compliments! That stuff makes me instantly wet! I have been on testosterone for about 3 years, and have had top surgery. No bottom surgery yet so I have a pussy with a big clit/dick/tdick. My pronouns are he/they Interaction is encouraged, especially by fellow queer/lgbt people ❤️
  8. did my firstt wake up morning hold today and it was fun and amazing 🙂 got up no pooty and waited a little while then made a puddle on the floor under my chair 🙂 will for sure do that again 🙂 yay!
  9. Hi everyone! angie here again. Last time I tried to do a live hold, the website flaked out. So here we are again 😄 I shall try to make a video, too to post of the hold. about me: I am 22 y/o and trans ftm nonbinary. I have had top surgery and hormone replacement therapy. I am into Omo and other kinks such as puppy play and soft domination (in that case I am the sub) and being teased. I would love to chat or be dommed during my hold! You can post on here, or chat with me via discord, my username is Angie.is.a.puppy I have no rules for this hold, just the goal of 5 hours. I will post text and picture updates on here!
  10. Hi everyone! I'm ready for you all to control my hold! I'm gonna be posting pics later also. I'm wearing pullups like usual.
  11. Another quickie! Featuring some of the eeveelution gals from my last story! They've all got names and outfits now! I'll list them here: (Thanks to @Pachishock for some of the names and for all the design ideas! I changed a few but they did most of them) Leafeon: Summer, wears a lowcut t-shirt and fairly short skirt, as well as colorful thigh-high socks. Espeon: Jade, wears a t-shirt and jeans. Shirt's just short enough that it shows a slight bit of her midriff. Sylveon: Trixie, wears a simple dress shirt and a plaid skirt. As well as has big round glasses. Flareon: Sadie, has a colorful skirt with a skull belt buckle around it. Wears a very small shirt than shows a decent amount of her midriff Umbreon: Luna, wears long black sweat and grey sweatpants. Has similar glasses to Trixie. Vaporeon: Amashi, Wears some simple swim trunks and a baseball cap, along with a tank top. This story's centered around Sadie, but I'll put this list before every story of this girls! With that, enjoy~ ----------- The loud sounds of the train leaving its station rang through Sadie's ears. She sat in her seat, sweat dripping from her head. Her legs were crossed over each other, her thighs squeezed as tight as she could manage. She bit down on her bottom lip trying to suppress her whines. She was in one of the worst predicaments she had ever been in, and her odds of getting out of it dry were slim to none. She was on a trip to visit a friend, who was in a whole different city. The easiest way to get they was the train leaving early in the morning. Unlucky for her, she had slept through her alarm, meaning she had to rush to the station as to not risk missing her train. It was the only one going to that city for the day, and she didn't have any other days free for a while. In her rush, she had down at least two coffees she had bought from a local shop. Followed by a large bottle of water she had been chugging throughout her drive to the station. She just barely made it to her train in time, and because of that. Not once did she get a chance to use the bathroom. And being the fire type she is, her body didn't cooperate very well with any liquids, so all drinks went through her incredibly quick. By the time she made it on the train, she was bursting. There Sadie sat, her paws jammed into her crotch as she watched the station, as well as the nearest bathroom, get farther and farther out of her sight. The train ride was a whole 2 hours, and the train itself had no restroom on it, assuming people would logically go before getting on. This left the poor flareon with a bursting bladder and no way to relieve it for a whole 2 hours. "D-don't... Think about... peeing..." She shut her eyes, clutching at her crotch in a desperate attempt to ease the aching need to let her stream out. So many people were around, some staring at her, it was beyond embarrassing. The idea of peeing herself on the train where everyone could see her was an unimaginable thought. Only about half an hour past, and she was already starting to panic. Her pussy lips were quivering, threatening to force themselves open and release her massive flood at any second if she didn't do it herself soon. But they were barely a quarter through the ride, it would sitll be another hour and a half before a bathroom was in range. Her tummy growled in discomfort, her insides protesting all the liquids she had drank and trying so hard to force them out. She needed to do something, and fast. She looked around her seat, underneath, between them. A bottle, a bag, and small container, ANYTHING to release the ocean pounding against her pussy walls into. Nothing. Not a single thing to pee into. She didn't know what else to do, her bladder was gonna explode in mere moments... But suddenly, something caught her eye. Her purse. It was a large white purse, made of waterproof material. It was just what she needed. Without thinking, she dumped all the purses contents onto the seat next to her. Then put it below her. Without her hands on her crotch, she was literal seconds away from exploding if she didn't do this quick. She lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties, exposing her visibly quivering pussy to the air. She tried to quickly adjust herself to hover over her purse, managing to just in the nick of time before her muscles gave out and her pussy forced its lips open. Psshhhhhhhhhhhhhh... "H-haa... Aaahh..." She moaned in pleasure as her torrent of pee forced into her purse. It felt so incredible, she didn't care about the stares or the embarrassment. The relief made it all so worth it. Panting with pleasure, her stream continued for a solid minute before finally starting to die down to a dribble, then stopping. She was lucky it didn't overflow her pussy, though it was certainly ruined now. She pulled up her panties and zipped up the purse. Luckily it was airtight and would leak. But now she had nowhere to keep her stuff... Oh well, she'd buy a new purse at the station. She looked to her side, seeing a myriad of people staring at her, baffled at what they'd just seen. Her face as red as a strawberry, she rubbed the back of her head. "S-sorry you all had to see that... h-hehe..." ------------ A very short one but still fun! I hope you all enjoyed it! More to come with this eeveelutions soon!
  12. Okay so hear me out, I've been thinking about this lately while venturing multiple sides of the omorashi community. ...Why does it seem like the bladders of those with certain kinks just, work differently? What I mean is, you know those people who drink insane amounts of water until their abdomen is concerningly swollen. They wait for hours and hours without all the drama that comes with the wetting side of things? Those people who drink a lot of water and wait a lot of time till they eventually burst, losing all control. But.. you don't really see that with the bladder bulge enthusiasts. Both drink a lot of water, both wait a lot of time, and both get really desperate. That's including the fact that both, assuming they like what they do, engage in the practice often. That means they both have trained bladders and such. So how come it seems like one is weakening their bladder the more they hold, while the other seems to be strengthening it? This question probably has a clear answer, but I just want to know if I'm the only one who is/was confused by this?
  13. What's the longest you've seen someone hold before going to pee or been told how long they haven't peed
  14. I did my first hold and wetting today! I've wanted to wet myself for so long... I'm getting hard just typing this~ >:) I woke up feeling the need to pee, and then I figured I might as well do my first hold! I talked about it on the OmoOrg Discord server, and someone wanted to control me, to which I obliged. I ended up holding for 9 hours. I was squirming and shuffling my feet around, biting my lip and trying as hard as I could not to wet myself. I was also playing some games and challenging myself to taking a drink of water whenever I died or last a match. Finally my controller came back, and she gave me permission to wet myself. I stood in the baththub and tried to hold it in for as long as I could, but I couldn't hold it back as it leaked through my underwear, and dripped onto the floor. It was so erotic; I'd love to do it again! Do you want to control me next time? 😉
  15. Yukine who was a sacred weapon was primarily a teenager. He did not remember his older sister, he only knew that she took care of him. Now he had a new family, Yato as a father, Kofuku as an aunt and Hiyori ... like a sister ... well, almost ... after all, is it really family feelings when, when she falls from the roof ... her skirt rises up. ..and something hardens in Yukine's pants ... Unfortunately, Hieri saw only this bum Yato ... *** Yuki decided to watch the movie, only this could distract him from sadness and jealousy. Is the Internet a handy thing, a horror movie? Maybe not the best solution ... no! He is not a child! He is not afraid of fictional monsters. The movie began to run "The Grudge 2". From the very first minutes of the film, butterflies in the stomach made themselves felt ... this unpleasant sensation of adrenaline went all over the boy's body, creating goosebumps ... the film began ... and suddenly the door opened, the blond started almost screaming. A girl with long hair and pink eyes entered the room, as well as in a beautiful mini skirt ... When she appeared in the boy's chest, his heart pounded ... - Can I watch a movie with you? - Yuki immediately nodded the screening away, giving way to the girl ... *** While the teenagers watched the film, Yukine realized that he had long lost interest in the plot, the sword of the god of war tried to concentrate on the film ... and on the tea! It's good that he brewed it ... the herbs helped the boy relax. The movie was really interesting when Yukine was almost focused on the movie, something warm and slightly heavy dropped to the kid's knees ... Hiyori just lay down on his lap, apparently she saw a sisterly relationship in this, but the blond is not at all! Firstly, he's a guy ... and secondly ... the tea made itself felt ... the bladder filled up, but the guy didn't notice it for a long time ... and now the excitement has become stronger, because if he wet himself in front of Hiyori ... How much time is left in the movie ?! In fact, Yukine could have asked Hiyori to stand up! He could go to the bathroom and then come back ... but would she lay back like this? She's never been that close ... but is it worth wet pants? No! He will hold it! The girl settled down more comfortably on the knee of her friend, of course she hardly suspected that at one point the blond could pee in his pants by touching her hair. The boy's lips trembled, a fist clenched on the other knee ... Exactly! Now he remembered about the second hand ... At the same time, he looked at Hiyori worried if she would notice ... The hand carefully went into the pants, crawling to the penis, then gently squeezed the groin, and although it did not help much, but at least something. The blonde was coming out of the shower ... there was a tense scene ... butterflies in Yukine stomach were raising almost a revolution! Now she's about to change ... looks at the hanging white dress ... and Kayako appears with a wheeze. Everything inside Yukine seemed to shrink, it became scary, but suddenly ... The jets of urine in the film almost knocked out the bladder ... Yukine's hand squeezed harder, and her cheeks lit up pink ... But he could no longer hold urine ... A warm liquid surrounded his hand, actively wetting his underwear, tears welling up in the eyes of the teenager, his lips trembling ... under the boy, a small puddle of urine was spreading, a stain appeared on black pants ... *** —Yukine, you pee yourself— The blond woke up in a shkoe, he was in the room ... in the Hiyori bed, remembering how she had invited him to lie down here ... —Nothing ... I'll ... change— The boy suddenly felt someone kiss the top of his head. "Yukine, bring ... everything that is wet in the bath ..." And probably the boy would have done so ... if ... after a kiss in his panties, something did not harden
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    malefemale Holding until the flood comes.

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    Just like the title says, I literally could not have held one second longer haha. I didnt even make it home from work in time to give it a good desperation build up, was already so close to leaking and flooding myself as I was trying to set up my laptop to record!! I did this with @Mbgpeelover in mind, for some reason I had meg out of mbg in my head so I said that in the video lol, but I remember you saying there just wasnt enough good male omo hold content; and that you felt a lot of guys just like to take the easy way out and give up holding too early without putting up a good fight 😛 I hope you enjoy 🙂
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  17. View File Holding until the flood comes. Just like the title says, I literally could not have held one second longer haha. I didnt even make it home from work in time to give it a good desperation build up, was already so close to leaking and flooding myself as I was trying to set up my laptop to record!! I did this with @Mbgpeelover in mind, for some reason I had meg out of mbg in my head so I said that in the video lol, but I remember you saying there just wasnt enough good male omo hold content; and that you felt a lot of guys just like to take the easy way out and give up holding too early without putting up a good fight 😛 I hope you enjoy 🙂 Submitter DarthBane93 Submitted 08/22/2021 Category Male  
  18. I had a super stressful job interview last week. I decided to reward myself by planning a long hold, with plenty of leaking and topping back up again. And to make it a little more fun, I documented the whole process and posted to Twitter as I went (no pun intended). The files are apparently too large to upload here, so instead I'm going to link 'em in order, for your enjoyment. The attached picture is from the aftermath. Enjoy! Video one: In this video I allow myself to slowly leak through my bike shorts into a rolled-up towel before cutting myself off. Video two: I wiggle around and grind against the damp towel while narrating just how desperate I'm getting. Video three: Another leak. This time, I try to count myself down for five seconds and then stop peeing. It doesn't quite go as planned. Video four: I wrap up my hold by changing into a pair of tiny lavender shorts (which was a challenge in itself -- I almost peed as soon as I took my pants off!) and finally letting it all go... But first I jog in place with desperation, whining about how badly I need to pee.
  19. I had been wanting to do a hold for awhile, but I had to do them in the morning as that's when I have the place to myself, and I kept oversleeping. Some family are going to move back in soon, so I really wanted to do one last hold while I still had the chance. I drink from a 16oz(475ml) bottle. Usually, when I do a hold, I drank 4 of them in the span of an hour. I read that you can handle 1.5 liters each hour, so I drank a whole bottle in 15 minute intervals. Well, it turns out that drinking more than a liter an hour is actually not good for you. Your kidneys can only handle 1 liter an hour, so I decided to try it differently this time and I set up a little challenge. My goal was to drink 2 liters slowly throughout the span of two hours (one bottle ever half hour instead of 15 minutes). Once those 2 hours passed, I would step out into the balcony and drink 2 sodas (a grand total of 2,610ml), and then wait 20 minutes until I would allow myself use the toilet. Needless to say, I didn't think this through. It started out fine for that first hour and a half, but eventually, I couldn't pass the time watching YouTube videos anymore. I tried. Good lord, I tried, but I just couldn't concentrate on anything else other than how badly I had to pee. I had reached an 8 out of 10 on the desperation scale. Waiting those last 10 minutes before I could drink the soda was brutal. I couldn't stay seated, it just made the urge to pee stronger, so I had to keep walking around, pressing my legs together every 3 seconds. The last 2 minutes in particular were just awful. That's when it started to hurt a little. I had to keep leaning on the kitchen counter, and squeezing my legs together. I kept muttering "Oh God!" under my breath. I really had to piss. Even though it was only 10 minutes. It felt like an hour. Finally those two hours passed. I quickly went to grab the sodas. Just bending down to get it made me have to pee even worse. I had to hold myself for a moment before I could start drinking it. my body begged me to just run to the bathroom and get it over with, but I promised myself I would try to drink those sodas. I ended up chickening out on my plan to drink this out in the balcony. I was worried that I'd pee the moment I stepped out. I also got really worried about people that knew me would suddenly walk by and see me piss myself (even though I'm several floors up. I'm very paranoid). So I grabbed the first can, and started to drink in the kitchen. I tried to chug the can as fast as I could so I could start the timed portion and end this as soon as possible. This was a mistake. It was like a declaration of war. Every gulp felt like it reached my bladder immediately and sent pulse after pulse of desperation. I had to stop for a moment after drinking a third of the can. The fight against my bladder got harder and harder, and I had to do this little dance with my feet that I imagine looked like what a Penguin would do if they saw a truckload of krill and got REALLY happy. Eventually, the wave passed. Failing to learn my lesson, I continued to chug the can, sending more pulses to my bladder. I managed to drink about another third before I had to stop. I quickly realized that this wave was serious. I had to put my soda down, and give this one my all. Again, I leaned on the kitchen counter and did my little dance in my futile attempt to hold it all in. "Oh God. Oh God! Not now!" I thought to myself as I tried so very, VERY hard to keep all that pee inside. I really wanted to complete this challenge so it would be something to remember fondly before my family moved back in and I wouldn't be able to do holds anymore. But after a few seconds, I knew it was a losing battle. I couldn't stem the flow anymore. Only slow it down. First a drop came out. Then another drop. Then another. And then a trickle. As much as I wanted to fight to the bitter end, and see how many more minutes I could've held on, I didn't want to ruin the carpet. This is why I wanted to do this on the balcony. I regret chickening out. So, with no other option, I quickly ran to the bathroom, pee continuing to trickle out of me as I stepped into the tub. Now in a safe area, I opened the flood gates. Pee rushed out of me and soaked my pants as I relaxed and enjoyed the sensations of a Dam giving way. Two hours of an intense struggle against the self for what felt like a small, fleeting moment of euphoria. Was it worth it? YOU BET YOUR ASS IT WAS! I have this idea in my head that a real, genuine accident is when you hold until you're so desperate that tremendous pain is coursing throughout your body. That didn't happen. It did hurt a little bit, but not enough to cause any agony. Even though this wasn't how I imagined, this is the first time I really felt like I had a genuine accident. All my other holds ended because I felt so bloated from drinking so much water that I just gave up. This hold actually felt like my body gave out. Not my mind. That's what I always wanted. I'm so happy. I still plan on doing one more hold in the near future. I don't know if it will happen, but I do know that if it doesn't, I'll still be content with not being able to do holds for a while.
  20. Hey guys! This was a commission that I wrote, and I absolutely loved writing it. Hope you guys enjoy! - Jade really couldn’t remember the last time that her roommate had an emergency. Riley, said roommate, was sharing an apartment with her for college, and both just so happened to be in the engineering department. Both were friends since freshman year, and moved in together at the beginning of junior. A lot of people swore they were sisters: both had curly brown hair, a similar complexion, and hazel eyes, only difference was that Riley was taller. On the days that the two would have free time, which was rare, they would practically be attached to the hip, doing whatever they felt like. And she swore that her roommate was a fucking camel. Literally every single day, Jade would strain to listen to her roommate’s trickling stream hit the water in the bowl, as her room was next to the only bathroom they shared. Riley’s classes were scattered throughout the day, so she’d be up before eight in the morning while Jade could relax until ten before her classes began. Without fail, she almost never heard her take a bathroom break. She couldn’t think of a single time where she saw Riley even desperate, let alone scrambling to the toilet. The closest she’d ever come to that was loudly proclaiming how she hadn’t gone in over twelve hours, and the two had gone out for drinks that evening. Despite the length of time, she made no attempt to walk faster than a normal pace, and once was in the bathroom let out a minute-long gusher. Jade had peed three times at the bar, and would go another two times that night. Of course, Jade loved it. She loved knowing that her roommate hadn’t taken a piss in literal hours, and loved hearing that she’d definitely gone longer in the past without a bathroom break. “How...how do you hold for so long?” she once asked in the past, at the beginning of the reveal. “How the everloving fuck do you manage to not piss yourself?” “I’ve always been like this,” Riley admitted. “Even as a kid. My parents made sure to get me out of diapers before I was a year old, and out of pull-ups by eighteen months. I played a lot of sports as a kid and drank a lot of water, so I would be forced to hold it. I guess my body just adjusted to that.” Either way, it was hot. But Jade couldn’t tell her roommate. She secretly had a piss fetish, specifically watching others desperately squirm as they’re mere seconds from wetting themselves and watching full bladders bulge from the waistband. A few weeks ago, after a long day of classes and clubs, Riley came into the “office” (the pair shared a corner of their overly spacious living room blocked off with curtains to do homework and other necessary things) and the first thing Jade noticed was a significant bulge peeking out from her jeans, evident since she was wearing a crop top. Riley had noticed her staring and made a comment about taking a photo for longer admiration. “There’s no way you haven’t gone since this morning,” she had said. “You’re right, I haven’t gone since last night. Didn’t feel the need to. Although I could definitely use it right now.” Jade couldn’t help herself and placed her hand on the protruding organ, feeling how warm and solid it was. A few seconds had passed before she ripped her hand away, praying to some upper deity that she didn’t put two and two together. “That impressed that I’m full?” Riley had laughed. “Go on, touch it. I don’t mind.” With more hesitancy the second time, Jade felt again, arousal flooding her body. She’d only ever touched someone else’s bladder a handful of times, usually out of drunken stupidity and taking advantage of the situation. With this, it was clear that her roommate had consumed an unholy amount of fluids, and probably could’ve pissed three times before entering the apartment. She wouldn’t use the bathroom until well after Jade had gone to bed, where she heard very, very relaxed footsteps, saw the light flicker on, and moments later heard another hard stream hit the water. It went on for well over two minutes that time, and as much as Jade strained to hear, there were no sighs of relief or swears leaving her mouth. They discussed her large bladder a few times, each time Riley answering unabashedly. Every time they did, Jade took that information with her to bed that evening and used it as jerk off material, imagining her roommate bursting at the seams every single time. She was determined to witness it happen. So when the opportunity came, she jumped at it. The pair decided on taking a trip that summer overseas, both discussing since freshman year how they wanted to travel to Europe for a few weeks. After plenty of nights of working their asses off and saving every penny they could, they finally booked a trip for the two of them. “I’m so excited for this!” Riley cried as they finished packing that evening. “Finally, a bit of a break!” No kidding. Junior year was the beginning of the end for them, and that meant that they put many hours into projects and overall studying that could’ve been otherwise used for free time. Even Jade found herself literally forgetting to use the bathroom in lieu of stressful hours of studying, to the point that she ended up rushing to the bathroom once her body made it clear that she was seconds from involuntarily vacating her bladder all over her chair. Of course, Riley never moved. They were supposed to leave early that morning, getting up long before sunrise to get an Uber to the airport. Then they’d enjoy breakfast in their terminal, wait around a bit longer, and then board their plane. Seems pretty straightforward, right? Jade had a plan. She was finally going to see Riley lose control, no matter what it took. They were relaxing at their computers that evening, enjoying the last bit of peace before their vacation took hold of their lives. “Better not stop us with your many bathroom breaks,” she quipped. “We all know that you pee for literal minutes, and that could make us miss the flight!” She was half joking. Obviously, this wasn’t going to snag Riley into anything, but a look of competition sprang into her roommate’s eyes. “Oh yeah?” she growled. “You think I can’t hold it? What about the many times I didn’t go while you went over a dozen?” “And like I said, when you do go it’s for a long time,” Jade shot back. “We don’t need you flooding a stall and making us late.” Riley rolled her eyes. “I bet you I can hold it.” “I bet you can’t hold it until we get into Europe.” There was no hesitancy when Riley agreed, and a warm buzz came over Jade. Finally! They got up early that next morning, grabbing all of their things. One of the agreements was that Jade could go as often as she wanted, but every time she did she had to be in the stall with her. Easy enough, right? Riley was so certain that she’d make it to Europe. They had to be up at three in the morning to get to the airport at five, because it was an international flight and they didn’t want to miss anything at all. Then they’d board their flight at eight-thirty, and make their way to Newark, New Jersey, catch the connecting flight there, and then make the trek across the Atlantic. Essentially, she wouldn’t be having a bathroom break for almost a full twenty-four hours. But she swore up and down that she would be fine. Jade honestly believed her. The girls went to bed excited, hardly sleeping at all. Before either knew it, their alarms were going off, signaling that it was three in the morning and they had to get moving. Jade was the first one dressed and ready, and went to Riley’s room just as she was slipping on her shoes. “Ready to head out?” she asked. “You know it!” Riley exclaimed. “I’m so hype to get away from life, this trip will be a breath of fresh air.” Jade noticed an almost full cup of water next to Riley’s bedside, pointing at it. “No leaving until you drink that,” she commanded. Her roommate made a face at first, looking confused before her eyes widened with realization. Smirking, Riley took the cup and downed its contents in just a few short seconds. “Better?” she asked teasingly. “Much. Remember, no potty break until we get into Europe! And even then, you’ll have to ask me.” “Yes ma’am,” Riley joked. “Am I allowed to go before we leave?” “We’re gonna use a scale, with one being as if you just went two seconds ago and ten being that you’re two seconds from wetting yourself. Where are you right now?” She seemed to pause for a few moments in thought. “Honestly...about a two, maybe a three.” Jade grinned, shaking her head at the other girl. “Then you can definitely hold it! Let’s go!” The girls made their departure, hauling their luggage to Jade’s car to drive to the airport. They stopped briefly to grab coffee to help stay awake for the hour and a half stint. Both were happy getting large, and they were empty only halfway through the journey. Before long, Jade noticed her leg jiggling, and her hands gripping the steering wheel a bit harder than usual. “Looks like I already need a potty break,” she joked. She knew it was the eagerness of watching her extremely attractive and big-bladdered roommate possibly lose control, with the addition of caffeine already entering her body long before it normally would. Riley perked up. “Already? It’s only been an hour since we woke up!” “I know, I know. I have a tiny bladder, I can’t help it.” She truly didn’t think she’d comfortably make it until the airport, either; she already felt like she was at an eight. Punching in the nearest gas station in the GPS, she made a short detour just minutes later. Parking the car, Jade started to get out. “Come on,” she motioned to her roommate. Smirking, Riley followed after. They made their way to the bathroom, with the toilet in sight increasing Jade’s desperation. Bouncing a little, she quickly ushered her roommate inside. Right as the door closed, Jade yanked her pants and underwear down, unleashing her own gusher into the toilet. Basking in the relief from the sudden yet acute desperation, she managed to glance at Riley, who looked almost bored. Sleepy, probably. Of course, it was too soon for it to have any effect on her. Wrapping up, they left the station and entered back onto the highway. Just a half hour later, the airport was in sight. She had to admit, a small snag of guilt was gnawing at her. “If you want to back out of this, you can,” she almost whispered. Riley chuckled, shaking her head. “I’m fully aware of what I got myself into. I’m perfectly fine with this, rest assured that I can hold well until we get overseas.” That sounded almost too good to be true, and she planned on holding the poor girl to her promise. Minutes later, they entered the lot, parked, and were waiting for the shuttle to take them to the main airport. Seeing that they were the only two around, Jade decided to ask, “Scale now?” “Still about a two,” Riley admitted. “Definitely inching towards three.” Jade slowly reached her hand out, waiting for a nod of approval. Once approved, she felt her lower stomach, and was almost shocked to feel a bulge. She gave Riley a look. “You sure you don’t need a bathroom break right now?” “Positive,” the girl admitted. “Although it’s definitely over a three when you push on it like that.” Hearing that, Jade couldn’t help herself and pushed a bit harder, trying to look for something, anything, even the smallest sign of desperation. Other than feeling her body naturally tense, nothing happened, and Jade was determined even more than ever. The shuttle came, carted them through the parking lot, and dropped them off on the other side. The pair made the dreadful trek through getting checked in, their physical tickets, dropping off the luggage, and through the even more strict international security. All in all, roughly an hour passed before they appeared on the other side. Jade checked her watch and saw that it was a little past five in the morning, and a lot of the restaurants were beginning to open up. “Let’s go get food,” Jade proposed. Riley made no objection. They decided on a diner-esque establishment, taking their seats in a booth. They both ordered coffee and water, and also decided on pancakes. Jade watched observantly, taking note of the liquids Riley had consumed thus far: two cups of water now, a large iced coffee, and then finishing this coffee. She already felt another urge to pee, and her roommate looked fine as ever. They wrapped up their breakfast, with Jade having a second refill on her water, and Riley had four. She decided to take another bathroom break, pulling her roommate in with her. “Think you’ll be okay this time?” “I’m completely fine!” Riley grinned. Jade peed, and felt the other’s bladder yet again. It felt firmer than before, and she knew that if that bladder was hers she would’ve burst by that point. “Scale?” “When you’re touching it, cusping on a five. But normally a four.” Getting higher! They left the bathroom and took their place in their terminal, with an hour left before boarding started. Browsing their phones, Jade finally noticed the first signs: Riley had her legs crossed every so often, and her legs began bouncing. To anyone, it looked like restlessness, especially with the early morning they had. But she knew exactly what was going on. Over the course of the hour, Riley’s legs went from moving every so often to her having one permanently over the other. She looked completely calm still and showed no desire of tapping out anytime soon. “Would you normally go by now?” Jade asked. “Usually, yes. I’m at a five definitely, and if I had a test within the next twenty minutes or was heading to work I would go right now to avoid any issues.” Riley was at the point where Jade would listen to those minute-long streams, with no sigh of relief behind it. How long would it be when it burst out of her? God, she could hardly wait and she had literal hours ahead of her still. Finally, time to board! She made Riley promise her that she wouldn’t tap out on the flight, and that when she did, it would be on European soil. Her roommate promised, but for the first time, she looked...uncertain. It was barely there, but Jade noticed the hint of hesitancy in her eyes. Was...was she beginning to crack? Was this the beginning of the end for her? Nonetheless, a promise is a promise. Ater the usual people boarded first, the girls boarded about twenty minutes later. Grabbing their personal bags, they made their way through the massive line, with Jade keeping her eyes on Riley. The taller girl was definitely fidgeting, and was distracting herself with her phone. She shifted her weight from foot to foot, and repositioned herself every minute or so. Again, it very much looked like she was restless as over half of the line was doing the same thing. It was almost eight when the pair took their seats, and Riley gasped. Jade gave her a funny look. “You okay?” Riley laughed, easing into her chair a bit more. “I guess I filled up a bit more between the terminal and now, and when I plopped down into my chair it kinda hit me. I’m at a six.” Hearing that made Jade’s heart soar. Riley had her legs pressed together, put her headphones in, and promptly fell asleep within five minutes, right after the rest of the passengers came onto the plane. Shortly after, the flight attendants did their usual spiel, the aircraft prepared to takeoff, and shortly after they were rapidly climbing higher and higher in the air. Their flight was supposed to land in Newark in three hours. Then they would have a two hour layover, and then another seven hour flight into Europe, specifically New Amsterdam. As excited as she was, Jade had to admit to herself that the idea of Riley breaking her promise was making her burst, ha, with joy. -Time Skip- The entire flight Riley slept peacefully, shifting around here and there. Towards the end though, she had once again crossed her legs, and her facial expressions seemed more tense. Jade thought to wake her before the bumpy landing...but where would the fun in that be? Like usual, the plane landed with a bit of a bounce, and Riley woke up with a start. Instantly, her face twisted into a grimace, and her hands flew into her lap. Jade had to hide her own look of elation, struggling to not beam happily. Riley stayed like that for a few moments, poised stiffly on the edge of her seat while holding herself. Her eyes read sheer panic, darting around the room. After some time, she sighed heavily and carefully removed her hands, relaxing. Her legs stayed crossed however. “Definitely almost wet myself there,” she admitted. “I thought I’d be awake before the landing, given all the coffee I had earlier. The bump literally shook me, and I was not expecting to be this full already.” Jade placed a hand over her bladder, and had to suppress a groan. Sure enough, Riley was a lot fuller than earlier, and it felt almost twice as big. “You really think you can make it to Europe like this?” Like earlier, there was a pause. Instead of fleeting, several seconds passed before she opened her mouth again. “Positive. I’ve held it a lot longer than this in the past.” “Good, because I’m definitely plying you with drinks before we board the next flight.” When it was their turn to leave, the pair grabbed their bags and made the trek into the second airport, heading to their connected flight’s terminal. Riley was walking a lot stiffer than before, and whenever they were still she was exceptionally bouncy, her hands balling into fists at her sides. There was a bathroom nearby, with a line. Jade decided to join it, and dragged Riley along. At first she was fine, maintaining a conversation. But as they got inside and the sounds of flushing toilets and running water hit her, she rapidly grew quiet. She protectively held her bladder, easing her hands lower ever so often. “Make sure you ask for that as well,” Jade whispered. Riley’s eyes widened before she nodded, once again putting them at her side. “Can I go?” “Is it a want, or a need?” “...Want.” Jade’s silence was her answer. Riley continued bouncing around, twisting her legs together as much as she could. Because of the tiny stall they had to squeeze in together, and the moment they were out of visible sight to the public the taller girl started to hold herself again. “You need to ask,” Jade reminded. “P-please?” Riley rasped. “I was fine until I got in here and saw the toilet, I really, really need-” “Want,” Jade corrected. “But yes, you can.” She lowered her pants and sat down, releasing alongside the dozens of other girls in the bathroom. Many streams, from trickling to full on gushing, were audible. Riley was squirming all over the place, holding onto the walls of the stall to keep herself upright. “Please hurry the fuck up,” she pleaded. “I’m about seconds from pissing myself, these noises and just watching you is quickly wearing me down.” Riley was too distracted to notice just how soaked Jade was from arousal. She felt that just two swipes at her clit, and she’d cum. Jade took her time, finally signaling to her roommate that they were leaving. Riley attempted to just run out of the bathroom, but Jade grabbed her shoulder. “Now, you know you can leave like that,” she scolded. “We’re still in public, you have to compose yourself.” Trembling, Riley slowly removed her hands from her crotch, straightened herself out, and swiftly left the stall with Jade right behind her. The girls walked briskly in the direction of their next destination, and it took for the smaller girl to stop her roommate for her to snap out of her trace. “Again, are you okay?” She nodded. “Sorry, I just needed to get as far away as quickly as possible. The sounds, I really thought I was gonna lose it.” “Don’t forget, we agreed you can go in Europe. We’re still in America, and won’t be overseas for another nine-ish hours.” “Don’t remind me,” Riley groaned. “I can make it.” She seemed to be telling herself that, rather than to Jade. Nonetheless, the girls went to a burger joint, deciding to grab lunch right by the terminal. Both ordered water with their meal, and this time Riley visibly struggled with even holding the chilled cup. Her hand shook slightly, and rather than gulp it down, she sipped at it instead. “All of it,” Jade pressed. Another four glasses of water later, Riley couldn’t keep still at all. Her hands kept busy, bunching together fistfuls of her shirt or fiddling with whatever she could get fingers on. She kept glancing over at a nearby bathroom, biting her lip. The girls paid and took their places in the terminal, sitting away from the few people that were already there. Like before, Riley gasped once she sat down, feeling her bladder shift considerably. Jade decided to feel again, and felt around. Sure enough, the poor girl was nursing a very visible distended bulge: she was already skinny to begin with, and even sitting it was obvious how stretched it was. “Don’t press down,” Riley hissed through clenched teeth. “I’m almost at an eight and I’m really feeling it right now.” Despite the warning, Jade pushed inwards, and Riley bit back a scream. Her hands started to go to her crotch, but stopped halfway when she remembered the agreement. Instead, she opted to grip the armrests, clamping her legs together as tight as physically possible. “N-nine,” she stammered. Jade desperately wanted to hear her mutter the highest number and pushed even harder. A soft squeal came from Riley as her hands traveled to her thighs, her eyes pleading for permission. The smaller girl nodded, and Riley held herself tightly, her body curling into a ball. “F-fuck, I’m gonna-I can’t...P-please…” she begged. Feeling just a tad merciful, Jade removed her hand. The second she did Riley broke out into the most animated potty dance that she’d ever seen, consisting of contorted limbs wrapping around each other and vigorous amounts of squirming. Small moans of pain came from her, and she looked to be in tears. Jade was honestly concerned that she’d wet herself right there at the airport. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Riley relaxed again. Her hands were on the armrests again, and she wasn’t quite as tense as before. “Okay, I lied earlier when I said I almost pissed myself then,” she laughed. “That was a close one. It was right there and it felt like I was almost physically pressing it back inside of me.” They still had an hour to spare before boarding began, so Jade brought the both of them large bottles of water for the flight, and a couple of snacks as well to tide them over. By the time it began, Jade had taken a second bathroom break (this time it was without Riley to save time), and had refilled Riley’s bottle fully. After calculating, her roommate had over a gallon of fluids in her system. And she still couldn’t pee for over eight hours. They got in line to board, and Riley couldn’t keep still at all. She squirmed in place, trying in vain to not be too obvious. Her hands fidgeted at her sides, from gripping her shirt, to her flinging them around, to grabbing her phone, to fiddling with her bag. Her legs were always together when not in motion, and she looked terrified. Eventually, they made their way into the plane and took their seats again, this time for their seven hour flight. “No getting up to use the bathroom,” Jade reminded. “I want you to hold it UNTIL we get to Europe. You can do that, right?” Riley looked scared. Petrified, even. After a while, she finally nodded. “I’m allowed to sleep, right?” “Of course.” -Time Skip- How the hell Riley managed to sleep through the majority of the ride, Jade would never know. However, there were multiple instances where she woke up in a cold sweat desperately fidgeting, and the last handful of times she asked to use her hands again. The last time she fell asleep, her hands were glued to her crotch. This time, Riley was awake for the landing. She was practically bouncing out of her seat, fanning her legs in and out. When people were getting up to leave, they had to remain seated until their row was called, which was in the middle. “You can hold it,” Jade said. “How full are you now?” “N-nine,” Riley panted. “Oh my g-god, I’m bursting.” Jade felt again, and the slightest touch sent the taller girl into a frenzy. She attempted to pull away from the touch, but Jade was relentless. She didn’t push like earlier though, genuinely afraid she’d have an accident. As hot as it would be, they still had to navigate the airport, catch a taxi to their hotel, check in, and then find the room. They got inside the terminal after quite some time waiting, and started making their way to their luggage pickup. They passed a bathroom, and Jade stopped. “I need to pee,” she said casually. Riley was openly holding herself at that point. “Can I?” she asked meekly. Jade only shook her head, grabbing her hand and pulling her inside. They went to the bigger stall, and once inside Riley even unbuttoned her jeans to give her bladder room to grow. “I need it,” she groaned. “Please!” “Need, or want?” “Need…” She lowered her head. “Want, damn it.” Jade chuckled and quickly went, and Riley couldn’t control herself anymore, literally hopping in place. “No hands,” Jade ordered. Riley whined and ripped them away, waving them around frantically. She danced around and tried her hardest to look elsewhere from where Jade was sitting. Then, out of nowhere, she opened the stall and left. Huh? Jade wrapped things up and rushed out, washing her hands and catching up to Riley. She found the taller girl in the main terminal, a dozen feet from the bathroom’s entrance. “I could not handle that, I’m sorry,” she wheezed. “I could feel it again, and I would’ve wet myself if I stayed in there listening to you.” They made their way to the luggage pickup, on the other side of the airport. There, they would take their taxi. It was almost four in the morning in the city they were in, and they still had to get to the hotel. It took another twenty minutes for their luggage to come off the plane, and they found a taxi quickly after. They climbed in the backseat, and took the ten-minute trip to the hotel. Jade took the opportunity to get another feel in, promising to not put any pressure. It truly felt like a bowling ball was nesting in her lower belly, warm and tight. “I’m pretty tired,” Jade yawned as they reached their destination. “What do you say? Let’s turn in for the night.” Riley bounced where she stood, eyeing the nearby bathrooms again. Words seemed to evade her for a moment. “I...I-I can’t…” They got their room keys and found their shared room, having only a single bed since they would only stay there for two nights before moving elsewhere. “H-hands, please,” Riley rasped. “Hands? What about them?” “Can I…” Riley gasped, straightening out while trembling. “Please, let me use them!” “I don’t think you need to,” Jade snickered. “What happened to having such an iron bladder?” “That was before I hadn't gone in over eighteen hours, and had so much to drink!” “Which reminds me.” Jade motioned to the mostly full bottle peeking out of her bag. “Finish it. Then I’ll consider.” Riley moaned, yanking the bottle from her bag. She twisted the cap off, threw it to the side, and inhaled the liquid inside. Her free hand kept wandering to her crotch, even squeezing there for a brief moment before staying at her side. “There, happy? Can I go now?” “Go to sleep, yes,” Jade said. “Come on. I know we’re both tired. You hardly slept on the second flight.” After a mental debate, Riley joined her in bed, shedding layers of clothing until both were down to just their shirts and underwear. “Ask me again when we’re awake,” Jade said. She had her back turned and heard Riley swearing to herself, twisting into a pretzel. The bed vibrated as she kept shifting, whispering nonsense into the darkness: “It’s so fucking full,” “I don’t think I can wait until morning,” and “I’m not gonna make it I’m not gonna make it I’m not-” Jade managed to fall asleep, and later woke up by hearing Riley pacing around the room. She looked at her roommate, who clearly was at her wits’ end. “Please!” she almost whispered. “I can’t hold it, I’m about to lose it!” “How bad is it now?” “A fucking ten,” Riley gasped. “I’ve been at a ten since we got to the fucking hotel!” Finally! It was music to Jade’s ears, and she took great delight in seeing just how full Riley was. Her bladder stretched her panties where they almost looked too small on her, and she looked almost pregnant. “Please,” she begged. “Follow me into the bathroom,” Jade said. Whining, Riley complied. The two girls entered, and Riley held herself, not even attempting to ask. “I have to,” was her response. “I’m literally about to piss myself.” Jade sat on the toilet, basking in her roommate’s desperation. She’d never seen Riley beg, squirm, or even have her bulge be that huge. And she’s sure she’d never held for this long either. “You need this that badly?” “Yes,” Riley gasped. “Too bad. We’re going out. Leave so I can use the bathroom, and you don’t wet yourself.” Riley did so without complaining, clearly not happy with the decision. Jade made sure to be obnoxious with her bathroom break, sighing happily and forcing her stream out just a bit faster. Then the girls got dressed, and decided to get breakfast somewhere nearby. Walking down the street in the slightly brisk air did no favors for Riley, who was hunched over as she walked. She held herself firmly, and was barely keeping up with Jade. “We’re almost there,” Jade cooed. “I’m sure you’d want another coffee, right? And some more water at that.” Riley couldn’t even speak, grunting as a form of answer. She was sweating vigorously, and mere feet away from the location they chose, she froze in place. “Riley?” “I-I c-c-can’t...I-I need…” “Want, or need?” Riley opened her mouth, and then a look of sheer horror spread quickly on her face. Looking around, she darted between two parked cars and ripped her pants and underwear down, not a moment too soon either. The second she cleared any fabric between her legs, a thick rope of piss left her body, slapping noisily against the pavement. She sighed in relief, tossing her head back as she moaned, almost wanton. It was like a jet, coming out of her with such force that it splashed up and over the curb she was pissing against. A puddle was quickly forming underneath her. “Wow, you really had to go, didn’t you?” Jade chuckled. Mentally, she was adding this to her memory for...later use. “I was about to say ‘want’ when you asked me, but the moment I started to it very, very quickly turned into a dire need,” Riley explained in between gasps of pleasure. “I had two options: either piss myself right where I stood, or this.” A minute passed, and her stream was still going strong. “Funny thing is, I still feel desperate,” Riley said. “My legs are shaking because I still feel achingly full.” Two minutes passed, and then three. By the four minute mark, her stream was finally dying down into “normal”. The puddle she stood in was well over ten feet in diameter, and was still rapidly spreading. Finally, after six minutes of peeing, it finally trickled and tapered off. “Oh my fucking god,” Riley laughed as she composed herself. “That felt better than an orgasm. Honestly.” “I’m impressed,” Jade spoke. “I thought you would’ve burst long before we got on the second plane.” “I had a few close calls, but what really got me was when we first got to the hotel. Having a bathroom right there literally all night as I squirmed and forced myself to sleep was absolute torture.” “I’m sure it was,” Jade chuckled. “So...Wanna see if you can hold it for two days now?” Riley's Desperation.pdf
  21. A while ago I bought a waterproof bed pad so I could piss in bed but without having to then go through the hassle of stripping the bed and washing the sheets, then putting them back on. Plus it seemed to have quite a high capacity so I thought I could really drag the whole thing out and wet a few times. Maybe sleep on it and drink a lot of water before bed and pee through the night. I haven't had many opportunities to make use of it because I now live with someone who I spend a lot of time with. I had a bit of a window last night though, as they were away. I decided to drink loads of water and throw on a light grey t shirt and these cute light grey women's pajama shorts (very occasionally I like to dabble in some light cross-dressing), so that the pee would really show. I did take a video as well which I planned to post but it's got quite a lot of some quite distinguishing features of mine in it so I probably won't. Anyway, I drank a lot of water. Probably 4 litres or so over a couple of hours. Maybe a little more. I had my fun peeing in my bed but wanted to keep it going so I drank some more. I soaked my shorts and my t shirt and made very good use of the bed pad. After a while I took my wet clothes off as they were getting a little cold while I was waiting for more of the water to pass through me. I ended up just peeing naked, on the pad and on myself, then masturbating to completion. After this I went for a shower and noticed that I still felt quite bloated from the water. I figured it would work its way out soon enough, but then I noticed I also felt a little dizzy and generally just a bit uncomfortable. I got out of the shower and took the bed pad/pissy clothes down to the washing machine and as I was doing that the dizzy feeling got worse. I felt a little week and disorientated, and my head was starting to hurt. The first thing that I thought was that I'd drunk a lot of water and maybe that was the problem, so I looked up whether you can drink too much water and it turns out you can. I was suffering from water toxicity, having overhydrated. Apparently this is something that athletes can be prone to, from taking in a lot of water, but while their bodies are retaining water because of the excercise they're getting. Unsurprisingly I didn't find much information about it in relation to omo. So be careful. I'm not sure how well known this is, I could just be really out of the loop, but it was pretty grim and I wouldn't want anyone else to go through it. I had a horrible headache for hours (because it causes your cells to swell up, and your brain swells, pushing against the inside of your skull) and I felt dizzy. Also, although it might be in rare cases, this can be fatal, so just watch yourselves if you're drinking loads of water. I think one reason it was so bad was because I hadn't eaten a lot in the day. The problem is an overdilution of the salt in you body, so if you've eaten enough, it might not even be a concern, but it's something to keep in mind.
  22. I´ve tried holding to my limits outside my home before, but it´s only been in the woods, in secluded places, and by myself. One thing me and my partner S had wanted to try for a while was me doing a more risky public hold, with him controlling and pushing me a bit, deciding where to go, what to do and what to drink. The interest was actually sparked after reading a great fiction story by @Markj9494. Now on our three day vacation in another city, this was one of the most important activites on the list, and we had talked about it a lot. A couple of things made the dominance part of it less easy though. Even if like playing a little with them we don´t really have that sub/dom dynamics naturally. And the traditional "bathroom control" thing doesn´t really work for me. When what I love the most is to hold until I pee my pants, why would I be begging someone to be allowed to use the toilet? It doesn´t really makes sense. I´ve been thinking that in public I would have more motivation to not have an accident of course, and it would make it much more exciting, but still there´s not really a good limit for him to push me over, since we´re both very concerned about not involving strangers in our kinks. Even if the riskiness is the point of it all, we should not push it too far. This means there should always be an escape way, no full blown accident right in front of people, and definitely no risk of leaving a mess behind someplace inappropriate. So would this still be doable and work out ok? That was what we wanted to start exploring. To me the thought was hot enough just doing something like this us two together, being very desperate in public when my partner is the only one who knows, and handing over just some of my control to him. That we were unfamiliar with the city made it harder to make plans and know what to expect, but it also made it more exciting, and of course it felt good to know we wouldn´t stumble into someone we knew. After breakfast and getting ready for the day we started out at a café, where we had brownies and a big cup of tea. Sitting there on the terrace, with chatting people around us, S embarrassed me in a good way by saying “…if you should wet yourself….” just a little bit too loud. I was surprised when he told me not to drink up my glass of water before we left. He told me later that he wanted to prolong my desperation, and also be sure he had time to get me out of the city center before it got too bad. We went shopping for a while, and then we walked towards the harbour area. I think the tea started to land in my bladder now, adding to the water I had also been drinking before we left our hotel room. We walked past the train station, and I started to feel the need to pee. I had nothing left in the bottle of water I had been sipping from during our shopping, so we bought a couple of new ones at the kiosk. On the other side of the train tracks we went to another café for something more to drink, and for S to use the bathroom. He told me I wasn´t allowed to do the same, so I stayed on my chair, starting to squirm a little bit. Here we go, it had started… I was not too bothered by the situation yet, but very excited. S came back relieved, and we sat there for a while drinking our delicious lemonade. The beach walk by the lake started next to the café so we started walking. We strolled around, not very fast forward. I was getting impatient, but S stopped to take photos of all the cute ducklings he saw, and he was getting more into the dom-thing now. He told me to stop and drink a third of the water bottle. And shortly after, another third. I could now feel a strong constant pressure in my bladder, and it also started to arouse me. We made out, I pushed myself a little bit against him and became all shaky from it, like I was close to coming, but I tried to behave of course. It was a popular beach walk even on a work day like this, so we passed by some people, and they were also hanging around at the terraces of the sailor restaurants we passed by. I had to struggle a bit to hide both the desperation and the arousal right now, and those feelings mix together and get hard to separate. S had asked me all the way how long I thought I had left, now I told him it could be less then 30 minutes now. He told me to drink up the last third. After passing by all the sail boats we arrived at the beach. There was a big sign about keeping distance and avoid crowding, but the place was big and almost empty. There was a beach, some wooden decks, and a huge green field. Some people were hanging around at the wooden deck, but the beach and the field was empty, and no swimmers, too early in the season, the water still freezing cold. S commanded me to drink more water and then he took me for a walk around the area. I now felt like I was on the edge of starting to leak while walking, and when we found an outdoors gym where S told me to balance on some kind of bridge, and do some step ups exercise, I couldn´t hold it in, a few drops escaped with every step. “Did you make it?” he said. “Well… I´m not completely dry now” I said. “Ok, you´re not allowed to wet yourself. But nothings shows at least. Let´s go on.” We kept walking, and I continued to leak a little. It surprised me that it didn´t show yet in the crotch of my light coloured jeans. We were back at the beach walk, but had walked further away from the beach. S told me to sit down on a bench for some rest. It was tough to just sit there, squeezing my knees together, trying still not to show my desperation to people walking by. I was more comfortable when we stood up again and started moving, but my bladder felt heavy and swollen, my crotch wet, the small leaks hade given me no relief. He asked me again how much time I had left. I told him I already started to lose it, but maybe 10 more minutes until soaked. We started walking back to the beach, he was teasing me, wondering why I was walking so slowly suddenly, I use to be such a fast walker. At least I sped up my pace while walking past some women taking pictures of each other, I was scared of accidentily ending up on one of those photos with a visible patch between my legs. We stopped a few times, and I was in a vibrating tension, clenching and squeezing to hold it in, but kept getting warm between my legs, as the early warning spurts of a pee accident were sipping out in my jeans. I didn´t experience those strong bladder spasms I sometimes get when I hold, then it would have been over sooner I think. Now it was just my bladder overflowing from the constant pressure that I didn´t fully manage to hold back against. S asked me to drink some more, only for the psychological effect (we knew I would be doomed long before that drink had passed my kidneys). It did it´s job of course, and I leaked again. S looked at my behind and said “Ok, now it shows, but still just a shade”. Not for much longer, I knew. I could also see a little dark spot while looking down at my crotch. I still had some control. Just small leaks kept escaping, but the darkening spot was spreading and I felt significantly wet by now. If someone would pass me by and look in the right direction they would clearly be able to see it. S found it was finally time to take me away from the beach walk, out on the empty field. “Now I want some photos of you” he said. We were in full view from all directions, the beach walk in front, other walking paths to the right and left, and behind us a busy road with cars and bicycles. Still with enough of a distance for it not to be too obvious to surrounding people what happened. But my spurts were getting bigger, and we moved further away to the middle of the field. S kept taking pictures, while I was still in my already lost fight to stay dry. With clenched fists and goosebumps on my arms I closed my eyes and squeezed my thighs, trying, but not totally able to, hold back against another big spurt wanting to get out of me . “Don’t keep your legs so tight together” he said, so I spread them and it made things even harder. I couldn´t hold it. Pee started running slowly down my thighs with every lost spurt. I could still stop it every time, but not for long. “Have I allowed you to wet yourself”, S said as he saw the growing patches. “Can´t really help it” I said. I was now at the point where I also started to lose my motivation to hold, because I was already soaked and the urge for relief stronger than my will power and pleasures of holding. I asked S to let me sit down in the grass and wet myself and was allowed. I sat down flat on the ground with my legs spread forward, started leaking immediately, but this time I didn´t try to stop it, I just relaxed. Heavenly. A loud hissing sound as I let go and wet myself. It was streaming out of me for an eternity, and the relief was incredible, I was moaning with pleasure. The pee went directly down into the ground underneath the grass, so when the hissing sound subsided, my facial expressions were the only thing revealing what was still going on. It´s amazing how your state of mind can change so fast, how the just seconds ago so stiff, strained and nervous body and brain is suddenly relaxed, calm and happy. I peed again, and again, until I felt completely empty… and soaked. So now what? An embarrassing walk back in wet jeans? No of course not, I mentioned there was a lake, right? “If I could wet myself right here I guess changing into swimming wear is allright too” I said, as I peeled off my soaked jeans and panties and quickly changed into my swimming shorts, still sitting in the grass. Then I stuffed the heavy, wet and warm evidences of what I´d just done into a plastic bag I had brought with me. But did we really get away with it? Wetting light khaki coloured jeans on an open field surrounded by roads and walking paths, while your boyfriend is taking pictures, might not be the most discrete omo-activity. I think I was too caught up in my desperation and excitement to assess the situation while it happened, but the more “sober” S said he didn´t think anyone saw. We didn´t pass by any people during the moment when I had started to leak more heavily into my jeans while still at the beach walk, and after that, on the field, people would be too far away to really see what was going on. Probably. But afterwards, when S was going through all the photos taken from different angles (there were plenty of them), he noticed “the mystery man with the red sweater and the green bag” appear on many of the photos. He had turned from the beach walk, and walked in a circle around us, on the walking and bicycle paths. His regular route or chosen by curiosity? We´ll never know. I think at least we can say the mission was accomplished. A great exciting hold, that ended in a full public wetting, but without directly involving or causing any discomfort to others. This would make me high for several days! We went to the water. S chickened out of the cold swim, but that was of course not an option for me, and I guess the adrenaline had heated me up some too. Afterwards we relaxed in the sun for a while, I was feeling great. But I didn´t know that it wasn´t really over yet. I changed into my thin, light blue denim coloured shorts and we walked back to the city. Pretty soon I realised my bladder had quickly filled up again. I didn´t say anything first, but I wondered when S would notice my hand getting cold and sweaty again, as I was tensing up once more and becoming less talkative. I had never played around with multiple holds, so I didn´t know my limits there, and now I could feel how weak and strained my bladder and the muscles containing it were. Normally even while almost bursting , at least I use to know how much time I approximately have left. Now I had no such control, I didn’t know if I could last another hour or have a big accident in five seconds. It felt dangerously fragile, like if I just relaxed a tiny bit I could be losing it, and now we were in the middle of the city, people and cars everywhere, nowhere to escape. My tight shorts wouldn´t help me out, even a one second spurt in them would be enough to turn the thin fabric into dripping dark blue, obvious to anyone around. A three second spurt would run right through them and create a puddle on the street. So would this be the unexpected embarrassing final to our in other ways successful public hold? Adrenaline rose again as we walked the wrong way and had to turn around at some road constructions. I clenched and kept walking, still dry, I hoped, but hot between my legs from squeezing my urethrea shut. I nervously concentrated for all it was worth to not relax a tiny moment and give in to what wanted to push itself out of my tired and angry bladder. And there it was, the entrance to our hotel. I made it. Of course I did. That humiliating obvious public accident , that has given me thousands of orgasms, is still unexperienced in real life, and it´s for the best, I guess. If it ever happens to me for real, will the fantasies lose its magic? Maybe. When we got to our room, I was at my limits in more than one way, and I didn´t know if I wanted to pee or masturbate. S decided for me. “You don´t need to pee in the toilet, why don´t you take off your shorts and get into the shower ” he said. I threw the shorts at the floor, and quickly stepped into the shower. I gushed in my panties as soon as S started touching me, it soaked through them and some of it splashed down to the floor, but I was able to stop. “Do you have more? Let me feel it!” he said, cupped his warm hand around me and I wet myself again, emptied my bladder over his hand, a huge stream, another great relief. Then he made me come hard with today´s adventures rolling in my head.
  23. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ze3AuywYdyE She holds for appx 40 min after drinking 2 litres of water (here is her filming herself drinking said 2L). No wetting (obvs because YT), but her holding and shaking are great. Hope others enjoy just as I did. Cheers! At one point she even discusses where she would press on her belly to stimulate herself. This seems to be her only pee-related post on YT. She doesn't seem to have much pee-related stuff on her website either, except maybe for this one. Apparently she wanted to recreate a pseudo-voyeur type of video. Mind you, the video does take forever to load on her website, and it's not even that exciting of a clip.
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