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  1. From the album: Kruton's album of (mostly) AI ladies peeing themselves.

    Miss Continence called the office and begged them to send somebody to watch her class, she told them it was an emergency, she didn't know how much longer she could hold on, but the office said nobody could watch her class. She stood stone still as the warm pee ran down her legs. The warmth made her shiver and goosebumps rose on her skin. She was desperate to pee, now she was desperately hoping nobody in her class would notice the dripping urine, the rapidly expanding puddle, and the burning shame in her cheeks. At least this was happening during a test, maybe nobody would look up and see Miss Continence peeing herself. Emily, who had gotten many an undeserved tongue lashing from Miss Continence for always needing to use the bathroom, heard a tapping sound. She looked up from her test, looking for the inconsiderate person tapping their pencil, but the tapping wasn't from a student deep in thought. Emily looked at Miss Continence, she could easily see something was wrong. For a moment she felt concern because Miss Continence looked like she was about the cry. The tapping got louder and turned into constant running water. Was a pipe leaking? Maybe they would cancel the test. Emily smiled at the thought of the test being over, but what she saw next was better than canceling the test. She looked down, and saw pee rushing out from under Miss Continence's skirt. Emily covered her mouth, stifling a laugh. She knew it wasn't nice, and if it was anybody else she just might cry with them, but Miss Continence had a strict no bathroom policy. This was just too funny. Emily poked her friend Ben and pointed at Miss Continence. Never being the one for subtlety Ben yelled out, "Miss Continence, are you peeing?" That made the entire class look up. There were gasps, whispering, and quite a few chuckles. Emily though, she thought it was the funniest thing she had seen in her life, and couldn't hold back the laughter any more. She always had to run to the bathroom after class, and Miss Continence was getting some nice karmic payback. Through her laughs Emily said what Miss Continence always said to her, "Miss Continence, you need to wait until after class to go to the bathroom!"
  2. Hey guys, I did some modding in Skyrim and I don't think it's appropriate to not share the result. Since it's a rather long story and I want to post the images in decent quality, I'll post it in multiple posts. Btw, in case you want to repost the images please send me a pm first, that would be very nice. Spoken dialouge is written in regular font, thoughts in italic. Myralee: Balgruuf the Greater told me to ask Hamal from the shrine of Dibella about a secret meeting with Farengar. That should be easy. Myralee: mhhm, this is the shrine of Dibella, right? Priestess: Welcome young lady,you’re right. Feel free to pray at the shrine to get her blessing. Myralee: Is Hamal here? Priestess: Yes, she is in the inner sanctum. Myralee: Maybe I should have asked if she has time for an audience. But for sure she has, otherwise the Priestess would have told me. Orla: You dare to disturb us in our ritual? Who let you in?? Myralee: Ohh fuck! I, I come with a message from the jarl of whiterun. I thought I can come in. Orla: Go to Hamal, she’ll decide what we do to you Myralee: Y, yes. Myralee: Dear Hamal, I’m so sorry that I disturbed the ritual. Hamal: You better have a good reason. Myralee: Yes, I come with an important message from the jarl of whiterun. Myralee: But I have to ask if the other priestesses can leave the room. The message is private. Hamal: Do you have an idea what we do with people that disturb our rituals? Myralee: Oh by Shor, why do I have this pressure on my bladder now?? No, but please be kind, I had nothing bad in mind. Hamal: We sacrifice them. Myralee: My bladder, my bladder, my bladder. Hamal: But you are to pretty. I’m sure Dibella has plans for you, to be somebody’s love toy. Hamal: We’ll put you in the dungeon. Your butt will be as red as it never was before. Myralee: oh no, this is not the right moment for loosing control. Anwen: Why is she dancing around like that? Myralee: This is bad, this is bad,… Myralee: Fuck, I leaked. Don’t cry Myralee... They can’t see it. Anwen: Did she just start to wet herself? To be continued. Idk why this additional image is showing here 😕 please ignore
  3. Originally posted to AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50721712 Tags: All Might | Yagi Toshinori/Reader, Gender-Neutral Reader, Omorashi, Wetting, Sickfic, Sick Character, Oneshot, Short Oneshot Note: My friend (sushi_cakke on Twitter) wrote this for me :] So I edited it a bit into a fic! _____ It was a lazy afternoon, the clock had just now struck one. A gentle breeze was blowing outside and small birds were chirping from the chilly autumn nips of cold. Of course, with autumn came the annoying fall sicknesses, especially for poor Toshinori. He just couldn't help it! He had always gotten sick around this time of year, even in his prime. It was just an annoying recurrence at this point. Except this time, Toshinori had you. His oh-so-loving partner who had been dousing him down with various electrolytes and Gatorade in an effort to dwindle away his sickness. To say he had been well hydrated and properly medicated would have been an understatement at this point! He was laid up on the couch with you, his slender face laid in your lap while one of your hands tenderly traveled through his hair. Your nails tediously picked at each golden strand, gently. Occasionally moving to caress along his boney cheek when he would shift as if to reassure him he could stay in his comfortable position. Eventually the man rolled over, turning his face into your lap. His shadowed blue eyes looked up at you, an almost tender sadness was in them. Was something wrong? Your face scrunched in worry and he picked up on this, his voice breaking the silence that was dimmed by the TV in the background. "I should get up," he announced in a rather unmotivated tone while his face slowly nuzzled into your clothed belly, his long arms wrapped around your torso. Boney hands tenderly kneaded at the softness of your sweater as if trying to get to the soft skin underneath. You felt Toshi's warm breath seep through the fabric of your clothing and tickle at your stomach as he pulled himself even closer. Ah, so that had been why he was giving you the 'puppy-eyes' from earlier. He just didn't want to get up. What an old man. "Why? Are you feeling worse?" You cooed in your soft tone to him, a tone you had picked up over the years and only used with him. He loved it... Lavished it, even. "No." He strained tediously and shuddered as one of your hands slipped under his own sweater, his slim abdomen gaining goosebumps as the tips of your thumbs caressed it. A tell tale whine left him though as you slowly pressed two fingers down and into his waist, massaging them gently directly into the core of his hips. "What's the issue then?" You pushed, clearly just having fun with him at this point. A snitching smirk slipped onto your face and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at your teasing. Toshinori sat up and flicked his hand dismissively at your question, as a way of saying 'it's nothing'. Placing his palms on his knees he prepared to lift himself. Only… He never lifted. Toshinori swallowed hard as your arms snaked up his waist, tender hands lifted his shirt while pulling him back down to the soft fabric of the couch. "Is your tummy hurting again?" You cooed close to his ear and peppered it with soft kisses. Following up, you trailed even softer ones down to his neck while your hands slowly worked in under his shirt; your fingers curiously pressed back into the core of his waist just under his navel, which made the man release an almost desperate whimper of protest to the little presses. "N-No… But I think all the, er... Liquids you've pumped into me have finally taken their toll." He casually explains, his hand coming to rub the opposing side of his neck that your lips weren't glued to. "Oh?" You practically purred. Your hands groping the poor man's lower abdomen a little tighter, which prompted another whimper from his throat. You always seemed to know just exactly which buttons to press to make him let out those perfect little sounds. Instead of loosening your grip, you simply locked your legs and tightened your arms, securing him into your lap. Toshinori tried to protest, but, of course, having you behind him was a bit of a hassle to deal with. His hands moved to grip your thighs, his palms kneading into them as if he were trying some form of bribery via touch. "C-Come on now I'll be right back-'' He protested and glanced over his shoulder at you. But your sly smile remained as your hands slowly squeezed and pressed into his core a little more, pressuring his overfilled bladder and making him squeeze his legs together from the sensation. A disgruntled little yelp left him when you continued to squeeze him. It felt like a dangerous game, for him at least; you, on the other hand, were having a bit of fun with him squirming on your lap. "Please, the bathroom is just right there. It won't t-" Another squeeze. Another whimper. Your slim fingers dug tenderly into his skin, finding just the right spot – his prominent, filled bladder – to massage and tease against while you pulled him closer. "But you're so comfy!" Your breath tickled his jaw as you spoke, which made him swallow and squirm. The man's legs desperately trembled as he felt your fingers separate, offering him just the briefest of relief, before digging into a whole new spot of his bladder. He arched against you in protest and let out a shaky groan of dismay. "P-Please-" His tone had gone up in pitch, and his eyes were perfectly squinted just enough for tiny little tears to prickle the corners of them. You gave a dismissive shrug after a moment of ponderance, then you released him. A relieved sigh left him as he brushed one of his long strands of hair behind his ear, feeling your fingers leave his waist and aching core alone as he once again attempted to stand. Except this time, you stood with him and pulled him against you, peeking your head around one of his sides. A disgruntled yelp left him, followed by your hands pressing firmly into his waist. Toshi's legs crossed and his face went red. He squeezed his eyes shut and strained and cried and begged. Alas, it was all for naught as you only pressed tighter into his poor bladder. Then, it happened. His gray sweatpants slowly began to darken around the crotch as the contents of his bladder were forced out. Toshinori's hands shot up to his reddened face as he squirmed and let out a breathy whimper in protest to the act of forced release. You simply smirked and watched with satisfaction as you watched him piss himself, the circular dark spot around his crotch growing and trailing down his legs. You gave his poor abdomen a final roll with your fingers which prompted a last squirt from his bladder. How humiliating. Toshinori kept his face hidden as you leaned in and peppered his clothed side with soft kisses and gentle teases. You wrap your arm around his and lead him from the couch down the hall. Toshinori peaks between his fingers before laying his arm over your shoulder, giving you light scoldings that were ignored as the both of you disappeared into the bathroom for a change of clothing and shower.
  4. Hello! It's time once again for me to torture my bladder until I wet, and probably get off! By fate and coincidence I have the whole house to myself until i leave for work in the morning, so I plan to have some fun. I'll be high, which heightens sensation and also makes it hard to hold. I like when people participate and tell me what to do during a hold, so please give me your suggestions and opinions! I like to get sexual about holding and wetting so I may include conversation about being wet in other ways and touching myself. If that's an ick for you, fair warning now! I have a rose toy that sucks the soul out of my body so I might use that. I'm wearing a light pink babydoll style dress that goes down past my knees, and dark gray cotton panties, although I might change those to a lighter color. I'm eating dinner and watching TV now, working on drinking a large coke. Then my choices will be ice water, sparkling water, or cream soda. I'm thinking of maybe ending up in the living room and having my accident there. Something about doing it in a community space ratchets up the humiliation factor which gets me all tingly. Maybe the kitchen? Maybe I have to clean my mess up off the floor before I can get off and change out of wet clothes hehehe. Let's go! Oh also the tags are things I'm into and options for stuff I can do tonight!
  5. Another male desperation story! More female ones coming soon, tho! This time, it's a motorcycle rider just running errands, although his bladder gives him a new challenge on his day out! Also smut warning at 'Clyde climbed into the red range rover'! Slight warning for some sex and adultery. Clyde loved everything about his motorbike. The glossy, black finish with the storage box hanging on the back. The coziness of the seat and the handles still intact after 2 years from his tight grip and revs for the neighbours kids. He took it everywhere with him, from joy rides to road trips with his other motorbike obsessed friends. Last week was the same, although his bladder made his errands the best and worst trip he ever made. He slipped into his biker wear and carried his helmet under his arm as he locked his front door behind him and slipped the keys in his pocket. Clyde felt a slight tingle from his bladder but shrugged it off, he had shit to do. The engine start echoed around his garage as the large, metal door slowly slid up. 'Right...eggs, milk, bread and chips. Got it.' Clyde thought to himself as he slowly rode away from his house, remembering everything his wife told him to go get. The trip to the store took at least 30-40 minutes, which, to Clyde's dismay, was a bit more difficult this time around than ever. By halfway through his trip, Clyde's bladder was filling up quickly by the minute, making him squeeze his cock between his thighs tightly. The pressure subsided slightly, giving him a slight relief, but only for a little while. Clyde made it to the set of traffic lights he always knew, meaning he was 10 minutes away from the store. All the vibrations from the motorbike sent more sensations to Clyde's bladder, making him grip his cock with his left hand, his other hand on the bike handle. He gripped his quivering dick tightly, until his eyes laid on the car next to him, the lady in the passenger seat looked at his crotch with wide eyes. Clyde's hand snapped to his side, his head turned to look infront of him, although he could still feel the lady's eyes on his above average cock. As he kept driving, a few spurts of piss made its way into his underwear, making him grip his cock with his right hand even tighter than before. He moaned and groaned loudly, whimpers leaving his mouth and echoing in his helmet. His legs fanned in and out slightly, which slightly let off some pressure from the pain. "Oooooo....FUCK! God, I gotta pee, I gotta pee." Clyde shouted, loudly, over the spluttering engine of his bike. His dick was squished in between his thighs, the piss slowly rolling down his shaft and into his underwear. Another singular jet of piss made its way into his underwear, making Clyde moan out yet again, his hand snapping down to his crotch. He massaged his cock, groaning continuously from the pain of his aching bladder. Eventually, Clyde made it to the store and parked his motorbike in a designated spot, the familiar car parked a few spots away. He wriggled and squirmed on the spot, bobbing himself up and down to hold back the flood that was inevitable from bursting, taking his keys from the engine. He heard the snooping lady arguing with the man that was driving the car, her head peeking out of the window as the man angrily stomped into the store. Clyde smirked before walking away, his thighs squeezing back the flood. As he was walking around the aisles, Clyde felt the piss pressing against his urethra, making him squirm on the spot infront of the bread section. A few civilians shopping stared at the poor man as he squirmed in helpless desperation, his dick imprint visible in the spandex trousers. "He must be really desperate for a wee!" An old lady muttered to her partner next to her. Clyde felt all the attention on him, but he had to finish his errands, so he walked on, his feet shuffling under him from his thigh squeezes. His basket was full from everything he needed, so Clyde made his way to the check out, shoving his items on the conveyor belt. He dug around for his wallet as the staff member slowly scanned his items, talking to her coworker on the checkout behind her. Clyde was running out of patience, squirming and wriggling on the spot as his legs slightly pretzeled themselves around each other. "You want a bag, mate?" The staff member asked, looking down at his predicament in complete judgment. "Y-yeah sure." He muttered, breathing in through his teeth and out through puckered lips. The lady was slowly packing his items, most likely on purpose at this point, which couldn't be blamed, Clyde's dick was practically on show through the tight spandex as he squirmed around. "Alright thats uh...8.95, mate." The lady exclaimed, her eyes on the cash register. Clyde yanked out a 10 note from his wallet and smacked it onto the side. "Here. Keep the change." He swiped his shopping bag from the end of the checkout and waddled away, doubled over slightly. Clyde's luck was running out, as more piss began to spill from his throbbing cock, this time, spilling out from his spandex and onto the floor. He moaned and groaned, stopping on the spot to grip his dick and squirm on the spot, unbothered about all the attention, but to no avail. The piss wouldn't stop. Clyde ran up to the closest bush near the shop and yanked everything he was wearing down slightly, pulling his cock out mid peeing. His piss hissed out into the bush, covering up all the gasps and whispers he could hear from other people around him. He didn't care, though. Clyde moaned in relief, swinging his head back with a chuckle leaving his mouth every few seconds, the stream slowly coming to an end. "You really needed to pee, huh?" Clyde gasped, turning around with his dick still slightly out, making him cover it with both his hands. The lady from the familiar car rested her head against the car door, smiling at Clyde's clumsiness. "Oh..hah, yeah. Was holding it since this morning, I was bursting when I got on my bike, though." "Yup, I saw you. Nice dick by the way." She smirked. "You mean my outfit?" Clyde said, curious to her straightforwardness. "You heard me." Clyde became slightly hard, moving his hands in tune with his now obvious boner, but the lady clocked it and laughed to herself. "Oh god, I'm a shit husband now, aren't I?" Clyde laughed, his eyes wired shut. "I can make you an ever worse one if you come in the car." The lady suggested, all the laughter and sarcasm in her voice completely gone. Clyde didn't even have to think for a second, the horniness had taken over completely. As Clyde climbed into the red range rover, the lady began taking off her blouse and leggings, no hesitation. She touched Clyde's dick, her eyes widening at the 7 inches sitting in front of her. "Like what you see?" Clyde smirked. "Very." The lady climbed on top of Clyde and began stroking his dick along her unshaven vulva, quiet moans leaving their mouths. His cock slowly slid into the lady's soaking pussy, thrusting almost straight away. Moans and whimpers both left their mouths as their skin plapped against each other, echoing around the car. Clyde thrusted quickly in upwards motion, his cock quivering from the impending orgasm. The lady bounced on his dick harder, grinding and bouncing, grinding and bouncing. They both moaned out loudly, orgasming together, Clyde's cum squirting onto her naked back. "Ooohhh fuck! Oh you're good." The lady smiled as they slowly put their clothes back on. "Well, I guess that makes the two of us. I'm Clyde by the way." "Georgia." "Call me, okay?" Clyde slipped a piece of paper into Georgia's hand before opening the car door and walking away. Not only did he get his relief, but he ended his errand with a little stress reliver, too 😉
  6. I thought that this time, I’d post an experience I had from a while ago, from back when I was a junior or senior in high school. One Friday, two friends and I decided to go out right after school. One of my friends, we’ll call him Brian, drove both of us, myself and another friend we’ll call Kevin. Kevin and I both left our cars in the school parking lot. It was maybe a twenty-minute drive, and we went to the mall first, looking in different stores for a bit and stopping off at the food court for a drink. Next we walked across a street or two to Best Buy. I definitely remember Best Buy – I remember Kevin keeping his hand in his pocket quite a bit, and I thought he was pinching himself through his pocket. Kevin was that one friend in the group that seemed to need to pee more often than everyone else in our friend group, and that’s where my mind went when I saw him wiggling his leg with his hand in his pocket. We’d been hanging out since school was out, and since I’d had my last hour with him, I knew he went right with us to the car and didn’t visit the restroom first. We typically didn’t have enough time for bathroom breaks between classes, either. By this point in the afternoon, that probably meant five or six hours without a bathroom for him. I was into omo even back in high school, and the idea of Kevin having to pee got me pretty excited. The downside was that I’d also been without a bathroom for about five or six hours. I wasn’t open with my friends about being into omo, obviously, and I was worried that they’d pick up that I was into it if I got too desperate or enjoyed Kevin’s show too much. But more than I was afraid, I was just as excited to watch Kevin! He was wearing slim khaki shorts, which I knew would show anything very easily. Unfortunately, so would my light blue colored khaki shorts. (If anyone is interested, I know Kevin wore briefs, and so did I – light blue ones like my shorts, made of a thin, stretchy material.) As we were about to leave the electronics store, I saw Kevin walking with a fist in his pocket. I imagined he was probably holding himself, at least a little. I wasn’t quite as badly off, but I wasn’t comfortable either, and I was getting a bit nervous about it. I had a choice: I could go to the bathroom, and likely have Kevin go to the bathroom with me, or we could both hold it. Of course, I wasn’t thinking with my head, so I decided to not remind Kevin that the store had restrooms and hold it. I’d never seen anyone desperate in real life at this point, and I thought Kevin was fairly attractive, so I was enjoying myself way too much to ruin the fun. We walked back across a street and a few vacant lots and to the parking lot where we’d left Brian’s car. Kevin had his hands in his pocket pretty much the whole time, and I think I saw him playing with himself a bit. I guess it could have been the weather too, it was a tiny bit chilly, but that’s not where my mind was. It had been long enough since we got drinks in the mall that I was feeling mine, and I knew Kevin must be too. Once we got to his car, Brian put whatever he’d bought in the front seat, and Kevin and I got in the back. I had to go badly enough by then that I’m sure I winced sitting down, and I noticed Kevin did too. He wiggled his legs, stuck his hand in his pocket and sucked air through his teeth. I was jiggling my own leg and looked over at Kevin. I quietly mouthed, “You too?” He laughed breathily, “Yeah! Shh!” and looked up front at Brian. Kevin didn’t want him to know he had to pee. He didn’t seem to care that I knew, though – we kind of sized each other up, to see how badly the other had to go. We looked each other in the eye for a little bit and grinned. Just to try to make Kevin feel better and get the most out of the moment, I squeezed myself through the pocket in a way that made sure he could see me doing it and bounced my leg a bit – it was also good cover for the fact that I was very hard by now. My bladder was definitely hard too, but I didn’t have to go *that* bad yet. From what I could tell though, Kevin did. He broke off our eye contact, and he noticed at my leg and grinned pretty widely. So did I, and we both giggled to each other. “What’s so funny?” Brian laughed from the front seat. Kevin came up with some quip about whatever Brian had bought or something, I don’t remember, but we all started talking for part of of the drive. It seemed like Brian wouldn’t figure out what was going on … until he hit the brakes a little too hard at one light, and Kevin let out a grunt of pain. “What? What’s wrong?” Brian turned around and gave Kevin one look before figuring it out and laughing. “You have to pee?!” he said, still laughing. “N-no!” Kevin denied, clearly lying. “We were *just* at the mall!” Brian was still laughing. “[Shinobi] needs to piss too!” he said, looking at me, and now he was laughing a little. I gave him a punch in the side, near the stomach, and he yelped a bit. “God dammit!” Brian burst out into laughter even harder. “What is wrong with you two?! You’d better not get my seats wet!” “Shut up,” we told him both at once, laughing a little even though it hurt. “Y’know what?” Brian said, pretending to be mad. Kevin and I looked at each other for a moment, waiting for Brian to finish his sentence. “Just for that –” Brian braked for the next light, way harder than he needed to. We both yelped out in pain, and Brian burst out into laughter (he was the kind of guy that was always laughing, and had a huge, loud laugh). I punched the back of Brian’s seat, but other than that, we were all quiet for a moment. “There’s a gas station,” Kevin broke the silence. “Can you pull in there?” My heart sank a bit at the idea both of us getting relief. “You had a chance to go back at the mall!” Brian said. “I’m not pulling over!” I was secretly relieved, in a different way. We kept driving, Kevin and I all but openly staring at each other now, pretty much constantly trading smirks and glances. We were getting close to our high school parking lot now, and I was getting desperate enough that part of me was actually glad for it. I know Kevin was in pain by then, because he was constantly fanning his legs now, and openly grabbing himself through the pocket of his shorts. Finally Brian got close to our school. We knew it was too late to get into the parking lot (our school had put some gates at the parking lot entrance that wouldn’t let us in at this hour, only let cars out – it was probably 6 or 7 by now and starting to get dark). Instead, he pulled into a small convenience store across the street from our school which, lucky for me (and unlucky for Kevin) wasn’t open anymore. We got out of the car and talked for a while about high school and such (I don’t really remember what). I do remember Kevin with both hands in the pockets of his shorts, constantly shifting his weight back and forth from foot to foot, lifting his feet in the air like he was kicking himself from behind. I kept a hand in one pocket and shifted back and forth too, partly because I had to pee, but mostly because I was incredibly hard by now and didn’t want them to know! The three of us stood there talking, Kevin and I grabbing ourselves through our pockets, shifting back and forth, talking with Brian. I guess Brian had enough of it, because he finally just started laughing at us and said "Why don't you two just go over there?" and pointed at a wall. We looked at the spot and shifted some more as my heart sank. "They've got cameras all over the place here, I don't want to get caught pissing at school," Kevin said, and bounced at the waist in a way that told me he'd had a pressure surge. My heart started beating even faster, knowing Kevin and I would keep holding. "You two are fucking weird," Brian laughed and waved his hand at us, "I'm leaving." He opened his car door and got inside. "See ya," Kevin and I said, and then it was just us. "Aww shit," Kevin said right as Brian drove away. "What?" I asked. "Our cars are on the other side of the school." I laughed, "You gonna make it?" "Yeah," Kevin said, obviously not completely sure. "Okay," I laughed, hand still in my pocket. "What about you?" he asked, looking at my crotch. My bladder felt rock solid by then, and honestly I was a little nervous about making it home anymore, but honestly, the hand in my pocket was more to hide my hard on than to help my bladder. I thought I’d be fine, but I wanted Kevin to feel like it was okay to admit how badly he had to go. So, I grabbed myself a bit and said "God, I dunno" and laughed weakly. "Oh, shit," he laughed. "Let's go then," and he started walking towards our cars. I followed at his side. "Gah," he exclaimed, and did a kind of dance and bent at the knees. "I know," I said laughing, "I dunno if I've ever had to go this bad before." At that point in my life, I’m sure that was true. At least, I'd definitely never had to go so badly in front of a friend, or probably anyone. "Me neither," he admitted, "I feel like I'm gonna pop," he took one hand out of his pants and made an exploding gesture, his other hand clearly working his dick through his pocket. "Don't get any on me!" I laughed, and pretended to work myself through my pocket too - I remember thinking it was too dangerous to actually touch myself at the time, I was just too close to wetting my pants (in more than one way, I guess!). Kevin laughed and groaned a bit, clearly still in pain, and moved the hand not in his pocket onto his stomach, rubbing it a bit. "How're you gonna get home?" I asked him, knowing he lived maybe another 20 minutes away from school. "Oh, God," he moaned, "I dunno." "I live closer if you want me to take you by?" I asked, really just not wanting this to end. "I dunno," he said, in a way that probably meant 'no.' We stayed quiet for a few steps, until he bent over and said "Aww, fuck..." That got my heart pounding even harder - Kevin was not a guy that swore often, so I knew it had to be bad for him now. "You okay?" I asked him. "Dude, I... I really want to piss, but I don't want to get caught," he said, talking about the cameras again. "Then get going," I egged him on, "we're almost halfway there." We had to walk past two buildings to our parking spots, and we were almost past the first one. We walked on for a bit, until my bladder decided to contract a bit, and without really thinking about it I decided to hold us up for a little while. “Ohhh, oww,” I moaned. “See?” Kevin shoved my side a bit, “It’s not so easy to walk when you’re about to piss everywhere.” The way he stressed the word ‘piss’ did not help at all. “Shut up,” I laughed. I was overreacting, sure, but I was genuinely in pain. Kevin laughed, and I got myself under control again and we kept walking. We joked for a bit as we kept walking, a little more slowly and carefully than before, I noticed, which I didn’t mind since it felt like I had a balloon inflated in my stomach, and I was actually hard enough that walking was making my briefs and shorts kind of rub my dick, which didn’t help hide the fact that I was hard. Honestly, my balls were hurting as badly as my bladder at this point, and felt like they were just as full. I kept my dick off to the side and my hand in that pocket so that Kevin wouldn’t see it, hopefully. He hadn’t mentioned anything yet, so I thought it must be working to hide it from him. “Oh, thank God, there’s my car,” I said, pointing it out. “Where’s yours?” “It’s around the other side of the building,” he moaned. “Want a ride?” I offered (for completely selfless reasons, I promise!). “Nah,” Kevin dismissed, “It’s not that far.” I kind of got mixed hot and cold signals from Kevin, if you know what I mean, and couldn’t tell if it was okay to press the subject of how bad we had to pee. Once we got closer to my car though, he swore and jiggled a bit again, so I figured it was okay to tease each other more. “What’s wrong?” I asked again, teasing, “Gotta piss?” I shoved him with one hand while the other was in my pocket, and he ended up turning around so that we were facing each other. “Oh!” Kevin exclaimed, in a genuinely pained way that got my heart pounding, because I knew something went wrong. He didn’t answer and just stood frozen on the spot, and I was throbbing and kept my eyes frozen on his pants. When I saw a small wet spot appear next to his hand and grow a little bit, I totally lost it. My eyes were hyper focused on his pants, and I tried to stifle a grunt, but I know I failed. “Ohhh, fuuuuuu…,” I moaned, pushed my thighs together and bent forward and at the knees, and I felt my cock throbbing. My cum wet through my underwear to my hand. There was a tiny part of my brain that knew what I was doing and felt utterly humiliated, but honestly, at that moment I kind of kicked into autopilot. It’s weird to explain, but it was as if I was watching myself do everything I was doing rather than actually doing it myself. I knew I was blushing furiously, and it only got worse as I felt a wet leg of my shorts slap against my thigh and cling tightly to it. I don’t know how long I came, but I know I came a *lot*. I felt my briefs soaked through, as thoroughly as if I had been pissing myself. Kevin was still bent over grabbing himself, but he was looking right at my pants, just like I was looking at his. I made a noise, a groan I guess. I looked down, and I was soaked, with probably a dinner plate sized patch centered at the bottom of my fly, which was all painfully obvious on the baby blue colored khaki material. The legs of my shorts legs were sticking to my thighs thanks to the cum. “I, uhh … guess I had to piss too,” I heard myself saying, my brain apparently trying to come up with a probably pointless cover story. Kevin stood up and laughed. He shoved me towards my car and started walking away towards his, still laughing. I took a few steps back to keep my balance and feeling my shorts cling to my thighs dominated my attention. I knew I was soaked. “Go home, quick then,” he called after me. I got my keys out of my bag and got into my car. As I sat down, first thing I did was look towards Kevin to see if I could see anything, but I couldn’t. I only saw him walking to his car. After a few seconds, I remembered I still actually had to piss, pretty badly too, especially now that I was getting soft. I hurriedly drove out of the school parking lot, still on auto-pilot still out of the shock of what just happened. Part of me thought I couldn’t make it home without pissing myself, and I looked around my car. I found a large soda cup and pulled off to the side of the road just before I got to the first stop sign on my way home (I lived in the country, so no one was around on the roads, really). Not totally in control of myself yet, I pulled open my belt and unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts. I looked at my briefs - they were a stretchy blue material that had gone from blue to almost transparent. I may as well have pissed myself for how wet my underwear was. As I was doing looking at them, someone passed by the intersection, but they didn’t go towards me. Nervous about being seen now, I just put my package up to the cup lid without pulling down my underwear, and just let go. Feeling the pee soak over my dick and through my underwear snapped me back out of autopilot. I jerked as I came back to, and realized the cup was almost full. I tried to cut it off, but I couldn't do it in time and part of it overflowed onto my shorts, not that it really made a difference. I put myself back in my shorts and looked for what to do with the full cup. I spurted a bit out while I was looking. “Fuck,” I whispered to myself, and checked outside. No one was coming, so I opened the door and tossed the contents of the cup outside. I leaked again, and did what I was doing before, I was wet enough that it didn’t matter if my briefs got wetter. If that was even possible. I sighed in relief as I felt the pee flow over my underwear and over my skin and thought about what I was going to do to get home. I still lived with my parents, of course, and it wasn’t late enough that they’d be asleep. Lucky for me, I had a large pair of large, black basketball shorts in my car, and I could change before I got home. I finished up, did my pants back up again, and started driving home. I put them on over my wet shorts quickly as I got out of the car at home, said “hi” to my parents and blew past them, and shut the door to my room, my heart pounding again. I looked at my phone, and I’d sat on the side of the road pissing myself for long enough that Kevin would have gotten home. “Make it home okay?” I texted him. I was getting hard again just standing there, and took off the basketball shorts. “Aye, all the way home 😜 Hurt so bad though” he texted back. I reached into my pocket again and rubbed, only a few times, but it was enough to bring me off for the second time that night, not that you could tell. Afterwards, I changed, showered and fell right to sleep.
  7. Omorashi is amazing and feels so good but most of my accidents are genuine and I have them 24/7 but it's extremely embarrassing and I always feel guilty for liking something like this am I the only one who feels that way?
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    The princess was captured! Stolen away by a fierce she-dragon for reasons unknown, a true hero must step forward to save her! The kingdom shall reward this brave hero with honor and glory unparalleled! To face off with a beast most powerful in service of his country is a feat that will be recited in stories for all of time--- where'd everyone go? D-dragon? No, I meant to say "easily-dispatched, tiny lizard." Come on, guys... Ok, this might take a while... Hang tight, Princess --- we'll have you back in your seat at that tea party post-haste! You shan't miss a cup! :]
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    And here's the second Solitary Confinement poll winner for July! Poor Harlyn forgot to pee before her final, and she's desperately trying to convince her professor to let her duck out for a couple of minutes so she can relieve herself... But her professor just isn't budging --- if she lets Harlyn come back, it won't be fair to her other students! Though, based on her own frantic dancing, I can't help but think that there might be another reason for her lack of leniency! XD
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    Nutmeg decided to go on a shopping spree for her day off --- but it looks like her tinkle troubles work weekends too! Well, at least it's definitely her fault this time! XD Perhaps of more interest to you guys, though: this is actually meant to be the first panel to one of the comics I have planned for our dear squirmy squirrel! I'm not sure if the rest will be in color, but I figured it'd be nice at least for the first panel! I have a few pages of this already thumbnailed, but I'm not sure where it stands in terms of how long it'll take to get the entire page done --- I still have Off-Limits! to work on, after all! Plus that scifi-comic... And a few commissions... But Nutmeg's fun to draw, and I like working out the details of her "world"! Especially when she really needs to pee! :]
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  13. View File Girls peeing diapers and clothes Girls wet themselves, have leaky diapers, change themselves, and are changed by an older sister. Submitter FarCry3 Submitted 10/18/2023 Category Female  
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