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  1. 737 downloads

    I am not a big fan of this kinda stuff but in this video the girl on left was very desperate and she did a job also it is full of nudity . also I dont know the name of model if anyone does please share Remove this if its on DNP
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  2. I didn’t want to do it, I told her I wasn’t interest and yet there I was, grumpily walking up the street, by myself underneath the orange lights, to my friend’s house. Her name’s Joana, but I call her Jonny. She’s an artist (and when I say artist I mean ARTIST) who has recently started to give evening lessons in figure drawing, and they’re doing surprisingly well considering this town’s overall resentment and ignorance towards everything artistic. Usually she has her go to models that pose for her students during the lessons. Attractive women most of the time and yet she had the audacity to ask me, a bunch of times, if I was interested in modeling for her pupils. I always turned down the offers. Mainly because I’m an almost 50 year old mother with a body that gets lumpier with every passing month. Jonny kept telling me that in art every body type has it’s own unique aesthetic, which may be true but I was nonetheless way to insecure to let a bunch of students observe every little deformity that I may or may not have. Anyway, despite my wishes not to be a part of this, I got a desperate call from Jonny one day, an hour before the start of one of her lessons. She explained to me that Laura, the model that was supposed to be there, couldn’t be present that evening because she accidentally broke a rib after sneezing to hard. Which was hilarious! Jonny however wasn’t that amused. She proceeded to beg me in a million different ways to replace Laura that night. Jonny was in such despair that I felt as if she was on her knees begging me at some point during the call. But there was no way I was going to undress infront of a bunch of strangers. I gave my best to find excuses and ways to avoid doing this favour, but unfortunately I had to give in. I agreed but under the condition that I was going to do it with my underwear on. Jonny saw it as a fair deal … and that is why I got out into that painfully cold october air that night to see my friend. Inside her home Jonny had this empty room that she turned into a fully functioning classroom, a small one but professional looking nontheless. As I entered everybody was already there, seven faces of art enthusiasts stared at me with their pencils ready. I was about ten minutes late, on purpose, because I wanted Jonny to know how much I didn’t want to do that. She welcomed me with open arms and introduced me to the group: “Everyone, this is my friend Olivia, she’ll be our model for today.” I looked around and I was sure I was seeing some faces already checking me out. Some looked disappointed, I bet Laura was one of those women who had the body shape of a goddess, whereas mine mostly resembled a failed pottery project. “You ready?”, Jonny asked me. She knew my answer so I just looked at her in disapproval rather than uttering a word. “You can undress yourself over there”, she showed me a tiny folding wall, the ones that you usually see in old movies. At least I had a little privacy. Jacket and beanie were the first to come off, then, with shaking hands I took a deep breath and began to remove everything else. My body was still defreezing from the angry air outside but the room was nice and warm and I quickly found comfort (temperature wise). “You ready?” Jonny’s face suddenly peeked behind the wall and gave me a scare. “Nervous”, I said shivering as I took my socks off. “It’ll be fine you’ll see. Come on!” She grabbed me by the hand and guided my heavy butt over to a chair she had placed in front of the students who were gathered there in a half circle. And all of them were staring at me, I don’t think I’d ever felt this uncomfortable before. The nervousness made me need to go pee, but I ignored it for I had other worries. “Take whatever pose you want. Just make it comfortable because you’re gonna have to hold that one for 30 minutes.” Jonny told me, and so I did. 14 eyes of different colors and ages were now scanning me from top to bottom, what an unpleasant feeling that was. Funnily enough though, as time went by my anxiety began to settle and I even started to feel comfortable on that wooden chair. I was slowly realizing that once again all the worries and negative emotions I went through were just a product of unecessary paranoia. I felt my body relaxing, even though I had to pee a little bit more than before. I guess the cold didn’t help in this regard either, or the cup of tea I drank before starting. But I wasn’t worried, the first break was about to come anyway. “Alright everybody! Time’s up!” And the sudden sound of seven pencils being put away simultaneously was to be heard. “Five minute break!”, said Jonny Some were standing up, others were still working on their piece, others were leaving the room to take a piss probably. I didn’t think that my turn for that would come in those five minutes, but again, I wasn’t worried. “How was it?” Jonny asked curious. It was hard for me to admit after all that drama I made her go through, but it was surprisingly enjoyable. My friend smiled as big as only she can and began to lead me around and take a look at everybody’s drawings. There were some really good ones amongst them. It was also odd to see an artwork of yourself on a piece of paper, and from different angles too. Quite exciting actually - and I didn’t look as bad as I thought, I guess I had picked the right pose. Once our little tour reached the initial starting point again, Jonny took me aside and asked quietly: “Now that you feel more comfortable, would you like to try and undress completely?” I stared at her with big eyes and very little desire to show them my boobs. “Pleeeaaaseee, Olive, you would do me a massive favour.” I was hesitant, very hesitant but I’d be lying if I say that a part of me wasn’t thinking about it. Sitting on that chair and then looking at all the drawings gave me an unexpected sense of appreciation towards my body, it sure was a nice confidence boost. Maybe getting naked wasn’t that bad of an idea. Jonny saw that the wheels in my head were spinning and kept trying to break through my insecurity. “All right I’ll do it!”, I whispered, imediately questioning what I had just said. She gave me a warm happy-friend-hug before I walked back to my little hiding spot to get the last pieces of fabric off my body. I heard Jonny clapping her hands followed by the sentence: “Ok, get ready we’ll be doing nude drawings now.” I was shaking again. Suddenly all my self-doubt came back to haunt me once more. I saw the fat on my body, felt the weight of my saggy breasts, the shape of my butt. My confidence suddely dropped… but at least I trimmed my vagina so it wasn’t a total disaster. I took a deep breath, ignored my steadily growing need to pee (that was only getting worse from the excitement) and walked over to my chair. I looked at all the student’s faces and surprisingly nobody really seemed to care that I was now exposing myself to them. All were to busy sharpening pencils or changing the page. It all helped and as I looked over to Jonny she gave me an encouraging wink and started the timer for the second time. I was crossing my legs this time to avoid unexpected leaks coming from out of my you know what. It was probably the tea that returned to say hello and the longer I sat there the more my groin began to sting. Something wanted to come out, and we weren’t even halfway through our time. As everybody was focused on their work my mind was already planning out my way to the bathroom. And then I realized: “Shit! I can’t just go there completely naked!” The toilet was upstairs, next to the living room. Jonny’s husband and child were definetly there somewhere. I had to get dressed before, but was it worth the effort in those five minutes? It wasn’t much time after all and my friend is very sensitive when it comes to her timeline. After all that’s why I arrived late, I just wanted to piss her off. And speaking of pissing, I was getting really uncomfortable on that chair. I wanted to squirm and shake but with all the people meticulously looking at me I couldn’t risk it. I was starting to sweat and my breath was getting heavier. At some point I felt both of Jonny’s hands on my shoulders and a sentence flying over my head: “Time’s up! Change of pose.” “What?!”, I thought “No break?”, I asked. “We are suffering from a bit of time pressure because we started later than usual. So we’re just gonna go straight into the final phase so that we can all finish off in time.” Of course karma had to come back to bite me in the ass. Oh how I was panicking all of a sudden. I had, and I mean I HAD to go pee, but I just couldn’t do anything about it. To make matters worse, Jonny asked me if I could try to assume a pose that was more “open”. “Open?”, I asked confused. “Yes, please. You were so cramped together on that chair, it would be great if you could sit in a more relaxed position. Like when you’re at home or with friends. Show us your body, Olivia!” The suspicious part of me was thinking that she was doing all of this on purpose. But I didn’t want to get paranoid again, so I just obeyed and ignored my needs. “You can do it, Olive”, I told myself. I squirmed around in the chair until I found a pose that didn’t just satisfy Jonny’s needs but was also convenient enough to hide MY needs. I placed my body in a way that my pussy would press against the edge of the chair thus helping me to keep the fluids in without risking to use my hands at some point. Jonny seemed happy and finally started the final drawing session. “15 minutes this time!”, she said “Let’s make it a bit more challenging!” Some students were giggling others seemed overwhelmed, I however felt relieved. Fifteen minutes less meant for me a higher chance of not pissing myself infront of everybody. In order to do that however, I had to find distractions and think happy thoughts … but I couldn’t. I was so desperate that all I could think of were toilets, pee streams and water noises. I had to go so incredibly bad, and with each minute that passed my bladder filled up a little bit more. I started to squirm in my seat, subtly at first but my movements became more and more obvious as time went by. Even my stone face that I had throughout the evening began to show emotions of struggle, pain and fear. Jonny who was always walking around looking at the works in progress at some point looked up at me and asked: “You alright, Olive?” I panicked, giggled nervously and just whispered: “This pose is more uncomfortable than I thought.” She smiled, as did the students, and jokingly said: “Mmmh rookie mistake, Olivia. You gotta be tough now, we’re already halway through. Just keep holding it.” I was surprised that this much time had already passed. It gave me hope. But… as I was thinking it, a little bit of something escaped my vagina. I twitched and squeezed my muscles together. Some artist had my pussy pointed exactly pointed towards them, I was praying that it went unnoticed. Then, without making it obvious, I looked down and saw how a few drops of urine were now dripping down the edge of the chair and onto the floor. I got really nervous and could feel my face turn red. Somebody just had to notice. I looked around but all those faces looked so focused that maybe I had a chance of getting away with it. With a swift motion of my thigh I wiped away the evidence and got back into my pose, apologizing to the room for moving, with a dying: “Sorry.” Bullet dodged. The chances though of this happening again weren’t thin, I had to be careful … but I just had to take a massive piss. I just wanted to leave, go pee, relieve myself, get free from this infuriating pain. I could feel my whole body shaking and my bladder muscles burning behind my sealed pussy lips. A decision had to be made. I was unsure whether I should tell them that I needed a break or if I should just give it all to hold on and hope for the best. The first option was the one that made the most sense. But then I remembered that I was still naked and if I wanted to go upstairs I had to put some clothes on. Would I’ve been able to do that without losing control? It was such a shitty situation to be in! “How much time, Jonny?” I asked. A hint if despair accompanied my voice. “4 minutes! Hang in there.” She had no idea what I was going through, and 4 minutes felt like another year. The control I had over my body began to crumble, I was losing my pose and so much more. I wasn’t going to endure all of that for much longer. I kept having moments where I opened my mouth trying to tell everybody about my urgent necessity but I just couldn’t bring myself to it.The embarrassment was to strong. By that point however, with the few minutes that were still left, there was no reason to stop the session anymore. I gently moved my butt a little more towards the verge of the chair so that it’s edge would cut itself even deeper between my lips, trying simultaneously to move my weight downwards so that it would all get pressed together nicely. “Don’t lose it. Stay calm!”, I kept repeating in my head. I was so scared of the possible impending desaster. Then, just when my sight began to get blurry, Jonny said the magic words: “Aaalright, time’s up! … and we’re done for tonight.” “Ok, what do I do now?”, I immediately thought. The students were standing up, walking around, putting their jackes on, talking, there was quite a bit of confusion in the room. I remained seated. My bladder was pressing so hard that I couldn’t risk standing up. Jonny came over to me smiling and wrapped her hand around me. Her touch was cold and sent shivers down my body and some of them tickled the tip of my peehole. I twitched. My friend held me tight and then announced to the whole class: “Everybody, I think we should all thank Olive for being with us tonight…” “Oh God, please shut up and let me go”, the voice in my head said. “It was her first time doing this and I think we can all agree that she did a wonderful job.” I looked around awkwardly with a forced smile on my face. I sat there bent forward, with both hands clenching the sides of the chair and my legs pressed together tight. “I think she deserves a round of applause!”, said Jonny and a wave of half hearted claps made my face turn red. There were so many reasons to feel awkward about it. As they were all clapping, Jonny whispered a gentle “Thank you” in my ear and while doing so she rubbed her cold hand on my back. This good hearted gesture made me all giddy and a spurt of the finest urine spread out between my naked thighs. “Jonny…”, I whispered desperately as I felt her walking away from me. She must’ve noticed the discomfort in my face that she immediately asked: “Are you Ok? You did good!” “I have to pee so bad, Jonny!” I said even quieter. She put her cold hand on my back again and got close to me whispering: “Then go! You know where the bathroom is!” “I can’t," I replied, fighting for my life “If I stand up now I’m gonna flood the whole room.” “That bad?” All I could do was give her a nod. “Oh no, sweety…” She was genuinely concerned about me. I saw her frantically looking around and then moving her head back towards my ear and quietly said: “There’s a big, empty bowl on the shelf behind you. If it as urgent as you say I’ll let you pee in it once everybody is gone.” “Oh God, yes!” I replied. My excitement however only lasted a few seconds. As Jonny turned around she was approached by two of her students, the last ones left in the room, with their works in their hands to ask for some criticism. “Oh fuck off!”, I thought. Before moving her attention towards them Jonny hastily whispered into my ear: “Hold on! I’ll be with you in a second.” I pressed and I squeezed, I gasped and grinded my teeth. My whole body was burning with tension, I felt like fainting. To my right I heard voices talking about proportions, and shading and whatever. And then a question, followed by an answer, then another question. They talked for an eternity as eventually their discussion got interruped by the sudden sound of splashes and painful squeals. In the corner of my eye I saw three faces turning towards me as the bladder I oh so trusted crumbled under the intense pressure of its content. Defeated I let my head fall heavy onto my chest as a broken fountain of warm urine began to pour out onto the chair and over its edges. The room filled up with the sharp hissing noise of my stream. My feet felt warm and so were my legs, puddles were forming. I let out a strained moan of relief but I quickly bit my lip before it could fully escape my mouth. Underneath the splashes I could hear gasps of surprise and confusion. My neighbours were staring in disbelief at what was gushing out of me. The embarrassment was to much and I burst into tears, and I fully became a wet mess. “I’m sorry”, I cried with my face buried into my hands. “Oh no, Olive…”, my friend whispered as gentle as she could. She then turned to the others and said: “Let’s talk about this next week. You should go home now.” The students obeyed without saying a word and began to pack their things … all while I was still peeing. Jonny placed herself in front of me, maybe to give me cover from the others, and kindly wiped the tears of my face … all while I was still peeing. The students wished us goodbye, Jonny waved her hand at them … and I just couldn’t. Stop. Peeing! Once the two of us were left alone, the tension settled, embarrassment however reigned proudly over me. “Olive, dear, why didn’t you say anything earlier?” Sobbing uncontrollably I tried to explain everything to her. Luckily she seemed understanding. “Rookie mistake…”, she said once again. We both laughed a little. By that point the last few drops escaped my body and I sat in an uncomfortably warm puddle of urine, while my friend was standing with both feet in it. I continued to apologize and offered to clean it up. Jonny barely payed attention to what I said and just gazed at my mess. Then, much to my surprise, she lifted her dress, pulled her green panties aside and began to piss onto the floor aswell. Confused was an understatement on how I was feeling in that moment. My eyes followed her stream pouring out of her pussy and down into my massive puddle. Hers was more of a light dribble compared to what had gushed out of me. It was yellow and its smell was rather pungent. The sound it made though seemed happy and innocent. Her explanation for this behaviour was the sudden desire to turn the discomfort into a “pretentious stage performance for the nonexistent audience”. An artist’s brain, go figure! I on the other hand can only consider myself lucky that she didn’t get mad at me for messing up her chair or traumatizing her students. Weeks have now passed since this accident and I must say, the longer I think about it the more I feel drawn (pun not intended) towards everything that has happened. The feeling of having a full bladder while everyone around you is unaware of it is a strange but quite exciting feeling, almost arousing I dare say. I talked with Jonny about this the other day, and all she said was: “We should do this again!”
  3. So it’s like 20 degrees(F) outside and I figured why not pee in my other pair of jeans? I had to go outside in shorts with a bag containing my jeans to change into. Then changed back into shorts outside so I wasn’t going back in my house with soaked jeans 😊 IMG_7317.mov
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  5. My wetting in pants after work View File Watch out for nudity at the end Submitter luboscan Submitted 03/02/2024 Category Male  
  6. Hii, just a couple of clips from my last hold with @Elliezzz, it was a lot of fun ☺️. Wanted to keep holding but the spurts just felt too good 😂 and had to let go. leaking.mov wetting.mov
  7. Katie presses her face against the couch and sighs. It’s the holidays! The university’s on break! She should be doing things! But no, the sky had decided to dump a foot of snow on them, and the roads are closed. Unfair. She’s BORED. YARGH. “Katie?” a brown haired head poppes through the doorway. “you ok?” Katie sighs. “Yeah, Trevor, I’m ok. Just bored.” Trevor plops down on the couch next to her. “Well, My girlfriend can’t be BORED! We have to DO something. THIS IS TERRIB-'' Katie waps him with a pillow. “Oh, shut up, you.” he grins. “What, I'm serious, I’m bored to- oh no, I know that look. You have an idea, don’t you?” Katie sits up. “Yes. so, since we’re both into omo, how about a-” Trevor cuts in. “a pee holding competition?” He sits up excitedly. Katie laughs. “Great minds think alike! You in?” Trevor makes a ‘duh’ face. “Heck yeah! Let’s use the wheel from last time.” Katie pulls her phone out of her pocket and opens the spinner app. “I’ll set this down, you go use the bathroom. We both have to so it’ll be even.” Trevor walks toward the bathroom. Katie watches him go, admiring the way his back curves, his shoulders, his perfect hair. All of which becomes even hotter when he’s desperate. She can’t wait to start. “Ok, here’s your water,” Katie says, handing him a bottle and taking one for herself. “Let's get started- actually, take another one. Let’s make this really difficult.” Trevor grabs another and chugs them both down. Katie finishes hers more slowly, then they head into the living room. “Ok, now we wait 30 minutes, then we can watch a horror movie.” They head to the living room. 30 Minutes later Katie is starting to feel the effects of the water, but not that strongly. She can make it a few more hours. Trevor is in the same boat. “Ok, time to start the horror movie! A long one… oh! The Exorcist!” Trevor grimaces. “What?” Katie teases “too scary?” She presses play on the remote. Trevor replies, “no… ok, yes. But it’ll make the challenge more interesting, so I’ll be ok.” A good way into the movie, Trevor and Katie are both a little more desperate. Katie is curled up next to her boyfriend, one leg under her crotch to relieve some pressure. Trevor would like to be doing that too, but he wants to prove that he’s tough after admitting to being scared of the movie. Suddenly, there is a jumpscare. Katie yelps and huddles closer to her boyfriend. The scare makes Trevor leak into his underwear, but he tenses his muscles and quickly gets it under control. “Let’s drink some more,” Katie says with a grin. Trevor makes a face. “What, losing control already?” She hands him a bottle. “No…” Trevor replies, and chugs the water to prove his point. Later The credits are rolling, and the couple are both squirming. Katie gets up to grab her phone, but she trips and lands hard on the arm of the couch, right on her bladder. She squeaks and a spurt leaks into her underwear. Trevor, sitting with his legs crossed on the couch, laughs a little, knowing she leaked. “Oh yeah?” Katie crosses over to the couch with her phone in her hand. “Well, then it’s only fair that I do-- this!” She pushes down hard on his bladder. Trevor makes an “aah” noise and feels several small spurts escape. His underwear is soaked. Katie giggles as he regains control. “Ok, now we’re even,” he says. “You can go first, though.” Katie grabs the wheel and hits the spin button. Both are watching it eagerly, Katie hoping it won’t be too bad, Trevor wishing that it would because he’s not sure how much longer he can hold on. It lands on ‘have someone push your bladder 10 times.’ Katie groans and turns to face Trevor. He gets up carefully, making sure not to leak, and pushes hard on her bladder. “One.” Katie clenches her bladder muscles. He pushes again. “Two.” She clenches even harder as a wave of desperation hits her and a few spurts escape, there is now a small wet spot on her denim shorts. Eight pushes later, she doubles over and holds her crotch tightly, crossing her legs. “You ok?” Trevor asks. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” Katie replies through clenched teeth. “Your turn.” Trevor spins the wheel. After an agonizing 10 seconds, it lands on ‘drink another water.’ “aaaargh,” Trevor groans as he gets another bottle from the kitchen. He drinks this one much slower than the first, but manages to finish it. A few seconds later he also doubles over, grabbing his crotch tightly as the water kicks in. “y-your turn.” Katie spins the wheel as Trevor straightens up, although still holding his crotch tightly. It lands on ‘do 5 push-ups.’ Katie reluctantly gets down on the ground, and does her first push up. She almost lets a spurt out but manages to keep under control. On the second one, a small leak dampens her underwear, but the spot on her shorts doesn’t get any bigger. Katie tightens her muscles and prepares for the third one. However, she involuntarily lets out a second long spurt, and has to stop to hold her crotch. Trevor makes an attempt at sabotage. “How about you give up, Katie, just let it all out… imagine how good that would feel..” Katie blushes. “T-that’s cheating! I can do 10 push-ups! Just watch.” And sure enough, she does. On the last one, though, she gasps as she leaks, a long spurt soaking her underwear and a little on her shorts. She manages to get up, but holds tightly to her crotch and crosses her legs. “Ok, I’m under control. You go.” Trevor spins. It lands on ‘have someone push your bladder 10 times.’ “Urrg. Ok, let’s go. I’m ready,” He says, straightening up, clenching his legs together, and holding his crotch. Katie giggles and starts pushing. On the fourth or fifth push, Trevor lets out two long squirts. He clenches his muscles and grits his teeth, but they escape anyway. Katie can now see a little wet spot on his jeans and feels a little turned on. “Too much for you?” She asks. “N-no! Keep going. I’m under control.” She pushes again and sees him grab his crotch tighter, but no leaks this time. None that she can see, anyway. On the tenth push Trevor bends over and crosses his legs, another long spurt squeezing through the barrier of his hands. The wet spot has gotten bigger. He clenches harder and gets himself under control. Katie looks at him, holding herself as well. “I don’t think either of us can do another round. Time for the final challenge!” Trevor and Katie are facing each other on the rug, bladders bulging, legs spread apart, arms by their sides. They both have towels underneath them. Trevor is trembling, trying to hold it all in. Katie looks a little better but ready to let go herself. Suddenly, Katie sees Trevor yelp and squeeze his legs together a little. A big spurt escapes him and the wet patch on his pants gets bigger. Seeing him makes Katie lose control herself. A huge wet spot appears on her shorts, and some pee runs down her legs. She doesn’t think she’ll make it, But suddenly she sees Trevor gasp. He crosses his legs and holds his crotch, but to no avail. Pee starts squeezing out, then it turns into a heavy stream. He tries everything to stop it, but his bladder muscles can’t take it anymore. It runs down his jeans, spurts out between his fingers, and forms a puddle on the floor. He can’t help but sigh with relief. Katie is mesmerized, watching him, but suddenly is aware of the warm wetness pooling at her feet. She lets it go, loving the sound it makes as it streams out. When they are both finished peeing, Katie goes over to Trevor. “Impressive effort, but I think I won.” She notices him staring at her. “What?” Trevor blushes “Nothing, You just look really hot.” She blushes too and grins, running her hand over his wet pants. “Let’s finish this in the bedroom……” The End! Hope you like it, it’s my first omo fic. I take requests, and I might do a choose your own some day. Thanks for reading! (also, tell me if there's anything weird that I should fix or something)
  8. These two videos are when I was doing my hold here: I had about 500 mL of sparkling water around this time and I think 400 mL of water. I aso wanted to try some pain with my edging so I used these nipple clamps I’ve never worn. I hope this is enjoyed. 🖤 I certainly had fun! IMG_7373.mov IMG_7374.mov
  9. Hii, I'm planning a hold in about 1-2 hours, still haven't thought about what to wear or what I want to do. Feel free to join or make suggestions. ☺️
  10. I'm trying to find a specific video that I know was uploaded here once before, likely as a part of a bigger one or a pack. It was possibly a jav? It featured Japanese tutors who would go into the student's homes, with a parent there. They would be extremely desperate and leaking usually, barely leaving the student's home before bursting. The one I am specifically looking for featured one who was wearing pants and leaked quite a bit! She was kneeling and trying to be subtle while she leaked. Does anyone have a clue what I am talking about lol?
  11. View File Humiliated Stepmom Pees LENGTH: 8 minutes 54 seconds 08:54 This is a gem from Natalie Wonder Clips. It's a POV, where the viewer is the stepson having his friend over. You decide to prank stepmom by locking the bathroom door. She tries to open it with her credit card to no avail and can't call anyone in the middle of the night. You laugh at her as she frustratedly tries to pry the door open until she pees. Submitter Burgers Submitted 02/26/2024 Category Female  
  12. My friend isn’t going to be home in an hour, at 12:30pm. It’s currently 11:35. She’ll be gone for about 15 minutes at the most so I’ll have to make myself desperate quick and hold until she leaves. Then I can go in her room and see how long I can go for. ive had 1000 mL of sparkling water. Going to start drinking normal water in a minute. wearing this currently 🙂 underwear is bright blue boyshorts. I’ll also be wearing my cool platform shoes later when I’m gonna go. 😉
  13. From my recent hold with @Mr.Floof! I had 2,200 mL of water, and a large cup of pineapple juice. This was the result ! I’ll be posting more in the replies if I can’t post everything. IMG_7326.mov IMG_7332.mov Quick spurt 🥰 And then bursting… IMG_7344.mov IMG_7343.mov Then some extra pee I had still even after getting being aroused and masturbating 😅
  14. I am dying to find the complete video in this video a girl goes to a tram (or a train maybe) where her skirt gets stuck in the automatic door and she peed herself then she is followed by the sweeper in the train and he watches her while she was wiping her panties and wet skirt. I recently got the half version by the help to a generous man but I truly want the full video I will attack the half version please reply if anyone of you guys know where to find the full video . I tried everything but cant find the video please help 🥲 3785139.mp4.f50c7c5a3e58562544e8ebfb10b5cdc7.mp4
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    The third and final video! This time she again gets her bladder nice and full before putting on some tight leggings and holding for as long as possible. Before long she explodes in the bathroom and soaks her leggings.
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  16. From my last hold with @Mr.Floof I leaked a bit already through my shorts before recording this, and I was still attempting to hold back but eventually couldn’t anymore ! IMG_7279.mov
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    LENGTH: 8 minutes 54 seconds 08:54 This is a gem from Natalie Wonder Clips. It's a POV, where the viewer is the stepson having his friend over. You decide to prank stepmom by locking the bathroom door. She tries to open it with her credit card to no avail and can't call anyone in the middle of the night. You laugh at her as she frustratedly tries to pry the door open until she pees.
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  18. Desperate Involuntary Leaking View File I love making myself so desperate that I start leaking and just can't stop... I was pressing on my bladder and it just kept coming😩 Submitter CurvyCadeau00 Submitted 02/14/2024 Category Female  
  19. It had started in the privacy of her own home. Maddie had woken up just fifteen minutes before the Zoom meeting was due to start. With barely enough time to make herself presentable and get her laptop set up, her bladder was the last thing on her mind. But as Maddie listened to Paul drone on and on about engagement numbers and marketing strategies, her mind wandered to the heavy pressure in her lower abdomen. She wasn’t bursting yet, but she definitely needed to go. If only she could let it out, just spread her legs and piss all over herself, playing with her pussy while she soaked her panties and her chair until she was left sitting in a puddle of piss and squirt. Her clit tingled at the prospect, but she pushed the thought down. No. She couldn’t. So she reached down between her legs and gave herself a quick squeeze. The filthy part of her brain told her to touch herself, but she settled for just rubbing her thighs together instead. She was in a meeting! She couldn’t just start playing with herself, no matter how hot it would be. So she tried her best to ignore her bladder and pay attention. It may as well be a drinking game. Take a drink every time someone says ‘synergy’ or ‘holistic’ or ‘implementation strategy’. Except if she did that, her bladder might just explode from the influx of liquid into the already overfilled container. Fuck, she really did need a wee. She couldn’t wet herself… could she? She was in her own home, she lived alone, and the camera only showed her from the shoulders up. So long as the microphone didn’t pick up any hissing and her face didn’t give her away, why did being in a meeting have to stop her having any fun? That was when the idea struck her. Not a drinking game. A peeing game. And that was when it all started. “If the team have a comprehensive implementation strategy-“ Lydia said over the crackly speakers, but Maddie wasn’t listening anymore. She spread her legs slightly and opened up her pee hole, letting a quick spurt dampen her panties. Her heart pounded. Would anyone know what she’d done? How could they? And it was only a little, after all. It wasn’t even enough to soak through. Her bladder screamed for more, but she closed her legs firmly. Not yet. Sure, pissing herself wildly and completely would turn her on so much. But forcing herself to let it out in little spurts, moment by moment, controlled by people who didn’t even know that her bladder was at their mercy? It was enough to have her reaching down and rubbing her clit through her dampened panties. So Maddie kept playing the peeing game. She even put together a bingo card of sorts, all of those commonly used phrases that would usually make her roll her eyes now turned into permission to let out a little spurt of piss. The Zoom meetings, originally a curse, were the highlights of Maddie’s week. She’d make sure to show up with a nicely full bladder that had her resisting the urge to fidget, outwardly presentable but privately knowing she would be a piss-soaked mess in just over an hour. And while other participants might go to review their notes after them, Maddie would use the sign off as her final cue, her permission to let out all the pent-up piss inside her and flood her panties. As soon as her mic and camera were off and her laptop closed, she’d moan and gasp as she played with her clit, circling and rubbing and all the while soaking her fingers in pee. It was perfect. Until she was asked to return to the office. She’d known she’d miss the peeing game. But what she hadn’t bet on was that her subconscious mind and her bladder wouldn’t give up on it that easily. ”Alrighty, gang,” Mark said as he clapped his hands together. And that was Maddie’s pee hole’s cue to open up, as it had done every week for months now. It didn’t matter that she was in the boardroom or that she wasn’t as desperate as she’d liked to make herself before those Zoom meetings. It was time to wee, and Maddie found herself unable to stop the slight dribble from wetting her panties. Shit. She couldn’t listen to a word anyone was saying. All of her attention was focused on overriding months of conditioning, on squeezing her legs shut and keeping her piss contained. Her body seemed to be working against her, working overtime to make up for the lack of fullness it had come to expect during these meetings. She had to go - had already started going - and this time, she had no choice but to hold it. She wouldn’t leak anymore. One spurt wasn’t a big deal, it was just one, but she would keep the rest contained. She was a grown up and she wasn’t about to wet herself unintentionally, especially not at work. Would it be hot if she did? Would the embarrassment burn as hot as the tsunami of piss that would spill out from her poor, aching cunt, flooding the room? Would she be full enough that the puddle would spread the length of the table? Or would it drizzle out in a slow yet steady stream, turning the carpet several shades darker and leaving her clit throbbing the whole time? She felt her panties get a little wetter, though she couldn’t say from what. She had to focus. She couldn’t piss. No matter how much she wanted to, she had to hold it and wait and do it in the toilet like a normal adult once the meeting was over. No matter how long away that felt. No matter what anyone said and how many times she had used that as a cue to start wetting. She could not, under any circumstances, piss. ”Maddie?” ”Hmm?” She was pulled sharply out of her concentrated efforts by a voice and she felt her cheeks turn pink - thank God they were mostly covered by her mask! - as she realised all eyes were on her. ”Are you alright?” ”Yeah. Yeah. I just… I don’t feel well.” A look of unease spread through the room. ”It’s not covid!” she assured them quickly, although regretted it as she felt another wave of need - why had she put that word on her pee list? - and had to resist the urge to grab her crotch. “I think I just need some air. These masks, you know?” ”We’re almost done here. We just have some updated branding guidance to go through, then I’ll let you all go.” She wanted to go, alright. She wanted to go more than anything, and it was getting increasingly difficult to stop it. Denied its usual release words, Maddie’s bladder had taken to protesting in any way it could. She could feel an ocean inside her begging to get out, could feel a tingling in her pee hole that made keeping her hands to herself feel almost impossible. Then it happened. It lasted all of three seconds, but those three seconds may well have been an eternity. Maddie felt a rush of warmth in her panties and gasped, her hands going to her crotch in instinct. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. That was more than just a little dribble. She couldn’t do it, her conditioning was too strong. “I’m sorry, I have to- I’m sorry!” Maddie blabbered as she shot to her feet and ran to the door, hands buried shamelessly in her crotch. She wiggled and squirmed as she rushed for the door, her bladder pulsing and protesting at the sudden movement. The new addition of gravity was too much for her spiteful body to manage. She was barely out of the meeting room when her hands got soaked by another leak. She was in the hallway when a longer spurt ran all the way down her leg, her pantyhose sticking to her immediately. And she was just a few metres from the bathroom door when her piss first splattered onto the floor, too insistent to be contained and absorbed by her clothes. But she was still holding on. She held on right up until she made contact with the door, barrelling into it and expecting it to swing open, only to find it locked. She’d had a lot of cue words in her peeing game. But the biggest cue of all would always be the hopelessness of knowing there’s no relief in sight beyond the option of just letting go. So that’s what her body did. She let go, her piss spraying out with such force that the sound of it hitting the carpet seemed to echo off the walls, her hissing and gushing surely audible on every floor of the building. She whimpered, her hand still buried in her crotch despite it only managing to make her accident even messier. On instinct alone, she rubbed her clit through her saturated clothes and moaned. After what seemed like an age, her waterfall slowed to a trickle and her trickle slowed to a few final drops. The relief was unimaginable, but part of her felt… sad? She was still dripping, but she already wanted to do it again.
  20. Bombality

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    From the album: Bomb's almost sfw desperation / wetting comics

    A commission for FilthyPhoenix: A comic in which Shoka, from the videogame “Neo: The world ends with you” wets herself in an alley, but instead of being embarrassed, she's making a show of it. If you wonder about the werid way the panel divisions were made this time it's because I was trying to replicate the style of the game itself, not sure how good of a job I did. Finished May 9 2022.
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    SL-608 - Peeing_12 persons_Discovering new self through remote sex toy play Some parts are giving me a little trouble I will try again later. Screenshots go to the parts I have uploaded so far. Enjoy
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  22. Full bladder girl pee View File (Nudity warning) A girl with a full bladder couldnt hold herself for long and bursts. I dont know if it falls under dnp please remove if it does Submitter viossy Submitted 02/24/2024 Category Female  
  23. I loved the position I was in on my last post, so I did that again! and this video has sound in it now, yay! Story behind this is just the usual, drank a lot of water and was trying to hold in what I could once I got in the tub. But it felt so good to let go! I apologize though for the bathroom white noise in my videos, it’s just a fan I turn on to prevent me from being caught due to any noise 😊 I hope you guys are enjoying like I’ve been, I’m hooked to this it seems 😅☺️ IMG_7232.mov
  24. so this was from earlier, maybe 5 hours ago? not sure, hehe but I hope it’s enjoyed! I certainly enjoyed. I had at-least 1,200 mL of water, and 500 mL of that was sparkling water. I really had to go and was pretty squirmy, so I figured I would go in the tub with this new position that I discovered I enjoy and see how long I could try to squeeze it in. I didn’t last obviously lol I had to be quiet as there was company over, and too much background noise so the video was muted and has no sound. Sorry about that! Next ones should have sound 😊 IMG_7207.mov
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