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  1. I am a 29 year old female with an athletic build. todays accident began in rhe middle of a work meeting. I worked from home, so I was wearing gray sweats with a more work oriented shirt. Overall, pretty casual. My roommate was home and off today, so I had to work from my bedroom, on the couch I have in there (it isn’t as big as it sounds, I swear haha. I didn’t have room for it when my roommate moved in). A side note that’s relevant, I have a hypertonic pelvic floor. Meaning my muscles are too tight (and yes, you can have a weak pelvic floor with this). Because of this, I struggle to pee and sometimes have to strain. I’ve been having to strain a lot the last week, like more so than normal. Due to this, I feel like my pelvic muscles and/or bladder is sore from all the straining. I’m listening in the meeting, and out of no where my urge to pee is rising. And my bladder is sore, so I feel the need to go a little sooner than usual because of the pain of my bladder + needing to go. Without even fully noticing, I started to hold myself because I couldn’t ignore it. I felt like I was going to break out into a sweat. I felt a little dribble come out of my urethra, very little. Not enough to wet my underwear (this is how my leaks normally are. Once in a while I’ll leak a bit more). I wasn’t fully desperate yet and fidgeting non stop, but I also was at the point where all I could think of is “how soon until I can pee?”i Then I thought that I could just let a little bit out to alleviate the pressure. Remember, I need to strain to pee. So I had to strain without looking like I was, and I managed that. A little bit of pee came out. Enough to wet my underwear. It did relieve some of the pressure. The meeting kept going, so I let out a little bit more. It was still in my underwear and not yet visible on my pants. 20 minutes go by and I decide to let out another spurt. ~this is where I fucked up~ I didn’t even need to strain to pee, it just came out. My stream isn’t super heavy, but came out at my full force (which is still a slower stream than my friends)….. it didn’t stop right away. I was peeing full force for about 4-5 seconds. Which was a enough to do damage. But the urge to pee did die down. my light gray sweat pants were now wet and dark gray. The wetness didn’t travel to all of my butt- it was about a softball size at the bottom. From my crotch to my butt, it was probably a watermelon size. I didn’t have to sit too, too long in my wet clothes. Trying not to act embarrassed that I peed (again) while working from home on a call. The meeting finally ended, and I wasn’t desperate. I didn’t need to rush before exploding, but I couldn’t wait before my next meeting either. When I got to The bathroom, that latch key incontinence hit, and I started peeing my pants again. I quickly untied them and made it to the toilet, with a very mini puddle in front of it. this wasn’t an intentional hold or intended accident. I really just wanted the couple little spurts so I could listen more attentively. I’ve had the rare occasion I peed myself while in the office. Luckily, the one I was wearing a dress, so no visible damage was done that day. And the other I lied and said I got my period and needed to run home and change. well. The others barely dampened my underwear or I could hide easily. I primarily work from home, but I still feel shame and embarrassment when I have little accidents while on calls. Generally, my accidents that become visible don’t happen super, super often. But I’d say 2-4 times a month I have accidents that require me to change (i wonder if that would be a lot to some 😅). So I’m a rarity who both has a bladder of steel and a weak bladder. It truly depends, and sometimes depends the way I’m sitting. I am usually tempted to tell some of my stories here, but I don’t want to be annoying with always posting about my mild incontinence issues. soo, I’m curious, have any of you let a couple spurts out to alleviate pressure? What happened?
  2. I'm not sure how to find the video since the only key words I can think of are so vague. Early 20s girl is with her guy out on a dirt road at night near a building to their right. They're trying to be quiet. She walks some paces ahead of him as he records. She stops and pees her gray sweats and sandals standing in the road as he watches. She does the "come hither" finger to him and he comes closer. I believe she then rubs her crotch, tastes her pee, and smiles.
  3. In my 13th writing, the omo-loving protagonist deliberately seeks out new ways to enjoy her kink. In this case, she tries incorporating a bike ride into her fun. Enjoy! _______ Mali [F] - 21+ y/o, developed an omo kink with the help of her boyfriend Yuta over the past year; loves self-induced wettings and wettings caused by Yuta pulling the strings. Yuta [M] - 21+ y/o, developed an omo kink watching his girlfriend get into a variety of situations where she couldn't hold it any longer; loves to help in decision-making. _______ It was a warm spring day, and plenty of people were outdoors. Some mowed lawns, some were driving with their windows down, and some were taking neighborhood strolls. All around trees, bushes and plants were sprouting buds and blooming flowers. There was a pleasant breeze, and very few clouds in the sky. It was a perfect day. Mali took note of this. A couple of weeks ago, she had one of the biggest thrills of her life, when she was pushed around by her boyfriend Yuta all day being restricted from using any bathroom while in public, and nearly getting caught wetting right in front of someone else. Ever since then, she's been seeking more thrills, and this nice weather has given her an opportunity. "I'm going to bike around desperate!" she says enthused. "What? How? Unless you want to be seen by people, how are you gonna do that? It's broad daylight outside." Yuta responds. "Well, if I wait long enough, it'll be dark out with no one around. So, I'll drink a lot and then when I feel an urge, I'll head out into the neighborhood and come back just in time to make it." She smirks at the thought. "You know damn well that you won't be making it back dry, knowing how your bladder works. You know that right?" he laughs. She laughs back as an answer "I'll be going in leggings and a sports bra so no one will suspect a thing if they see me. Plus it makes wetting in them feel a little more lewd. It's closer to mimicking the feeling of being nude rather than clothed, you know?" "I'm all for it." "Great! In that case, I'll get to drinking, kicking my bladder into gear, and prepping for tonight!" And so she began, filling glass after glass with water and using the bathroom often. Whenever she felt any light pressure, she made her way to the toilet. Soon enough, that urge came sooner and sooner after each use, and around 8 PM, the sun had finally set. Mali took this as a queue. She used the bathroom for the final time, and brewed herself some tea. As soon as she finished the mug, she felt the same urge, and felt her switches slowly turning on. She got changed, sporting sneakers, a gray and pink patterned pair of leggings, and a matching sports bra. She continued drinking water. While this was happening, Yuta, who knew of how close Mali likes to push her bladder, set up a row of towels leading from their front door to the bathroom at the end of the hall. He figured they would come in handy when she arrived back. It neared 10 PM, and Mali's legs were restless. She fidgeted as she sat in bed with Yuta, scrolling on their phones. It was about time. She sighed. "I think it's time I head out." She got up and rubbed her knees together. She leaned forward to minimize any pressure. On a desperation scale, she felt like she was at a 7/10. "I don't have panties on by the way..." Both her heart and Yuta's skipped a beat, his eyes gazing trying to get a peak of his love. "And, one more thing while I have your attention." She turned her back to him and spread her legs out a shoulder-width wide, set her hands on them, and arched forward. She let out a small moan - *pssst* A dark spot immediately formed on her leggings, with a couple of stray drops making their way down the back of her thighs. She controlled her breathing, and turned to look at him. "See you when I get back~" she said, smiling and winking as she headed for the door. Yuta sat there in awe. I love her. I'm so happy I have her...! he thought to himself. She shut the door behind her, and carefully walked over to her bike. Her tire pressure was all set to go, and the coast was clear. She hiked her leg over, sat down, and immediately felt pressure on her bladder. She could hardly adjust her back, and couldn't open up her legs without taking her foot off a pedal. She then turned and started pedaling. To her dismay, each time a leg swung up, her bladder was pushed inward from that side. The constant oscillation back and forth spelled danger, but at the same time, she was quite turned on by this discomfort. She made her way, passing block by block, feeling urge after urge. Inevitably, about 3 minutes in, she felt a tingle and momentarily stopped pedaling to prevent leakage. The mixture of cardio and self-control made her breathe heavy. The speed she went and the breeze created by it highlighted her already wet groin, it feeling colder than the surrounding warm air. "I'm feeling....so much." she whispered to herself. "People could be looking at me through dark windows....and I would never know..." She continued onward. She had to alleviate her urges and keep her legs still more frequently. As her desperation grew worse, so did the impact of each leg rising and falling as she pedaled. She had only ventured away from her house until this point. I better turn back soon, or things will get bad quick. Just as she thought this, a wave of desperation washed over her. Oh no, oh god...! *dribble, dribble, psssssss* She drifted along, clenching her pelvic muscles and letting out a relieving sigh. The front of her leggings shimmered, her wet spot expanded, and her seat grew damp. Yep, time to turn back! It's going to take longer now, I'll have to be more careful. Oohh, I hope no one is out right now. Although this spot was there, the only thing lighting the streets she rode on were street lamps from far above. It would take a trained observer to notice her damage for right now. She carried on. Every 20 seconds, Mali would stay still to collect herself. She didn't dare pedal too fast, in fear of leaking too much, but neither too slow, in fear of not making it. Along the way, she slowly pedaled by a street and glimpsed a woman walking her dog in her direction. Seriously? You couldn't walk earlier than 10:30?! Thankfully, they were more than 100 ft / 30 m from each other, and neither could make out any features of the other. Mali was more surprised than worried of being caught by her. Soon enough, Mali found herself halfway home. She also found herself sitting at a 9/10 in desperation. Each turn of the pedal poked at her bladder rather moderately. Fuck fuckfuckfuck this is getting serious. She decided to take a moment, and try completely stopping to keep herself in check. She was naturally nervous at the moment, and every part of her body was rather tense. When she went to break, her hands twitched and the bike came to a stop quicker than she anticipated. The momentum struck as she instinctually loosened herself up to avoid falling forward. *ppsssSHH-* Stop-! *SHHhhht* A big leak was let out, and she hunched over to see the overflow exit her leggings and completely soak her inner thighs. Her entire body was caved inward, and drops dripped from the bike seat and frame around her. Just as this happened, headlights shined from behind her. A car on the opposite side of the road headed her way from 2 blocks down. "Oh fuck! No don't see me!" Mali could feel that the back of her butt was wet and was dark near the seat. Not only that, but it was dripping and she herself was near a street lamp. Shit, I gotta move quick! She waddled with her feet on the ground forward along the sidewalk she was on, getting as far from the lamp as possible without looking suspicious. She also had to concentrate on tightening up her pelvic muscles so no more would leak. She diverted her eyes as the vehicle approached, passed, and kept going down the road past her. Her heart beat loud. She got excitement from not knowing whether or not the driver saw her in the act, as well as the rush she typically got when her desperation was nearing its peak. With her bike frame still shimmering, she pressed on the fastest she could pedal. Her lower half grew cold as her small accident dried in the wind. She was excited and determined. At last, home was in sight. Mali's whole body was growing tired, and was getting weaker by the second. As she pulled into their front lawn, she braked lightly, learning from last time. With every muscle tightened, she dropped the bike to the ground and walked over to the stairs to the front door. As she approached the staircase, she felt for her keys. Her keys.....where were her keys?! Wait....fuck...noooo~! Fuck they're inside! She messed up. Her mind anticipated that she'd be in the bathroom within the next 30 seconds. The thought already signaled a reaction from her bladder, which was now ready to release. A jolt bent her knees inward and forced her hands between her legs - *dribble dribble dribble dribble...* A leak flowed through her fingertips and back between her legs. In a hurried fashion, she glanced both ways down the road for peering eyes and made her way around their house to their fenced backyard. Her mind was racing. Pee made its way down her calves and into her socks at a rate quicker than she thought it was leaking. Go go go go go go....no one can watch me wet myself! ...Well, one man can! Yuta was in bed watching a TV show when from the right of the clear sliding door on the other end of the bedroom came Mali, carrying a trail behind her. She forcibly cut off as much leaking as she could to a steady dripping, and in one moment dropped her leggings to her ankles and leaned ass-first to the door with her legs still crossed. *PRRRRRRRRRSHHHHHHH* Yuta got a full display view of Mali letting loose on the glass pane of the door. She acted like a power washer for 30 whole seconds as she emptied all of her bladder's contents, frozen in ecstasy and letting out the largest sigh of relief the whole night. She finished, and pulled up her leggings, which were completely soaked on the back side from the residual splashing she just endured. She came through the door, and Yuta ran to grab one of the hallway towels. When he came back he let her know that he heard the bike outside and knew she was at the front door for a moment. Additionally, he let her know that the front door was open. Trying to hide her embarrassment, Mali deflected, "And you're complaining when I just gave you a free show?!" ".....You're right. My bad." _____ Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed. If you'd like to see Mali and Yuta in other omo situations, please consider checking out my previous works, or leaving an idea of your own in the replies which may develop into it's own story!
  4. Another little thing I made. I hope it's not too explicit for this forums.
  5. Well today has been a bad day. And by bad, I mean naughty 😈 I woke up in a very full diaper already super aroused for the day. We got up got ready and ran some errands. Since it's so nice out I decided to wear a long skirt. Well this came in handy. While at the mall I really had to pee and my husband was browsing and kept saying we would go in a minute as he had to go as well, he just wanted to finish looking at something. I tried really hard but eventually the pee just started flowing out and all I could do was pull the skirt off my legs enough that it wouldn't get wet. I made a small puddle in the carpet of the floor and just looked at my husband. "Umm...I had an accident..." My husband just smiled and admired the puddle before we started heading out to head home. Once home, my husband gave me one my chance to be a big girl and I changed into a pair of shorts and a crop top. We wound up on the couch and turned on a movie. Well that movie had a jump scare and I had been trying to wait til the end of the movie to go pee. I jumped and it all just started gushing out. "Shít" My husband looked over, reached between my legs and smiled. "Looks like someone had another accident"? I was then required to go put on a diaper since I can't seem to hold my bladder today. Now I sit here, writing this in a very soggy diaper. If I'm gonna be forced to wear one might as well be naughty and make it nice and wet. 😜 I'm going to sleep in it and make it nice and full, I can't wait!
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    ZOZO-184 - Shame On You! Pretty Girl Totally Horny Female Big Bang Rotor Voltage 85 Times! Insert The Bomb Rotor That Relentlessly Causes Outdoor Incontinence With Strong Vibrations That Are Super Strong In The Electric Massager, And Squirting Sex Date! ~Anna Hanayagi ZOZO-184-01 - While on their way to a restaurant a couple stops in the parking lot where the man pulls out a vibrator and has the girl stick it down her panties. The man then turns it on and off until the girl loses control and wets herself multiple times. ZOZO-184-02 - After a blowjob (that I edited around but you can still watch it in the Uncut file) the man turns the vibrator back on and has the girl crawl back to there table. Along the way she wets herself 2 more times. ZOZO-184 Uncut - Contains everything above plus sex Screenshots are in order of the files Enjoy
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  7. View File ZOZO-184 ZOZO-184 - Shame On You! Pretty Girl Totally Horny Female Big Bang Rotor Voltage 85 Times! Insert The Bomb Rotor That Relentlessly Causes Outdoor Incontinence With Strong Vibrations That Are Super Strong In The Electric Massager, And Squirting Sex Date! ~Anna Hanayagi ZOZO-184-01 - While on their way to a restaurant a couple stops in the parking lot where the man pulls out a vibrator and has the girl stick it down her panties. The man then turns it on and off until the girl loses control and wets herself multiple times. ZOZO-184-02 - After a blowjob (that I edited around but you can still watch it in the Uncut file) the man turns the vibrator back on and has the girl crawl back to there table. Along the way she wets herself 2 more times. ZOZO-184 Uncut - Contains everything above plus sex Screenshots are in order of the files Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 03/05/2024 Category JAV Collections  
  8. My 12th writing, where on this occasion the perverted featured couple goes out on a daring, wet date that plays into exhibitionist themes for some added spice. Enjoy! _______ Mali [F] - 21+ y/o, developed an omo kink with the help of her boyfriend Yuta over the past year; always manages to find some way to wet herself even when unintentional. Yuta [M] - 21+ y/o, developed an omo kink watching his girlfriend get into a variety of situations where she couldn't hold it any longer; loves to help in decision-making. _______ The season is spring, and all things are starting to heat up - the weather, the animals, the people, and most especially, this one couple who're really into piss. And they have an afternoon date scheduled today. Mali, who suspects that this date will come attached with strings by her lover, choses a more subtle outfit in case of any emergency. She peers at herself in the mirror with her gray-black jeans, a black blouse and black business-casual slip-on shoes. That was, until the strings attached by Yuta affected even that. "I propose something a little more...Springy, than the gothic approach," he nagged. "Might I suggest this instead?" He pulls out from behind him a pastel pink and yellow summer dress. On top of the hanger was a large, old-looking straw hat. "Oh my god, I forgot I even had that, where'd you find it?" "In the back-right corner of the closet. It was behind the ironing board and all that other junk back there." "Alright. I'll wear it because I like it ok? Not because of any ulterior motives of course..." she complied snarkily. "Of course....by the way, I have a plan laid out for today." "Alright, fill me in. I'll change while I listen," Mali says as she takes the dress and moves behind a folding room divider. "So, we'll set out in an hour around 5:00. We'll take an uber into town, where we'll eat at this old-fashioned diner that I found. Afterwards, there's a jazzy band that's playing at a nearby bar. I was thinking we could have a couple drinks there. Then, we'll head home, but this time, on foot." That caught Mali's attention. It was surely a wild challenge. She guessed the route they would take home was about a 30 minute walk, which was alarming enough considering they'd be full on drinks by then. But there had to be more. "There has to be more, what's the real catch?" "Several real catches!" Yuta said excitedly. "Essentially, you won't need any panties." Mali, surprised, picks up her head as she finishes putting the dress on. But way over aroused by the intensity of the prompt, she slips off what she had on under the dress and drops them off to the side of the divider for Yuta to see. He smiles. "Also involved are some trinkets I got in the mail. Specifically, a remote controlled mini vibrator, and a decently strong diuretic." Mali's head and heart started racing. With what she just heard, this could become one of the most tense dates she's ever been on. And she was hesitant for a moment on whether this was a good idea or not. "Additionally, bathroom usage until we get back home is now forbidden." "Woah, WHAT?" she exclaimed. "Don't worry, that last part applies to me too. There's spots I know of where we can still go without literally going to the bathroom." "'Don't worry'?! You're insane! There's no way I'm staying dry! I haven't gone since about noon!" Suddenly, like an elder becoming aware of their own mortality, Mali became evermore a little more conscious of her bladder situation. She didn't need to go now, but she knew that she'd have to go while they were at the restaurant. How in the hell is that going to work out? she thought. Before that time to depart came around, Mali had gone and inserted the device. "Alright, give it a shot." "Ok, here's the lowest setting." Mali jolted, surprised by the feeling of movement touching her when she could see nothing. It was a pleasant, sensual feeling that she could tolerate, but immediately knew that this wouldn't be enough for Yuta's own satisfaction. She dreaded the worst. ...The time came and the couple found themself in a booth in the diner. They both sat on the booth end of the table, while the other side had chairs and a walkway where waiters hurried around to every table periodically. To Mali, the situation was practically dire immediately. Her intuition was correct, and her bladder began feeling a push. Not only this, but ever since she stepped out of the house, her lack of undergarments weighed heavily on her mind. Her dress extended past her knees, so it wasn't painfully obvious to outsiders, but being new to what was essentially an exhibitionist circumstance, she felt like all that separated her from safety and a life of embarrassment was a nonchalant gust of wind. So she sat there, her leg bouncing out of nervousness, as they waited for their food to arrive. It eventually showed after what felt like forever. Mali's hands were solidly planted on her legs, leaning forward and slightly opening her legs to give her bladder breathing room. They began eating, and thankfully, the food was able to take her mind off her pressing matters a little bit. As she was distracted, Yuta reached into his back pocket and clicked the power button on his remote. Mali jolted and clenched her legs together- *psst* She froze. Every instinct in her told her that because she had no panties, she peed in front of her on the ground. But she knew it couldn't have been, scary as it was. The vibrator was on its lowest, humming setting, and a small damp spot formed under her dress. She felt like running to the restroom was the best thing she could do right now, but the rush of adrenaline kept her from acting. She had experienced nothing like it before, even while doing omo activities. She kept her guard up now, prepared for anything as the time passing and the slow vibration slowly ate away at her endurance. After they finished, Yuta stood up. "I'm heading to the restroom." Mali was confused. "What? Why?" She then thought about the strangeness of her question in a public setting. "why?! isn't that cheating?!" she hushed. "Don't worry, I'm not actually gonna go. It'll only last 2 seconds," he let her know. 2 seconds? Maybe he's washing his hands? she pondered. He left her line of side as he turned the corner for the men's room. Not 2 seconds after, Mali gasped and felt a shock through her whole lower torso as the vibrator jumped to a high setting instantly. *leak leak leak-* No.....stop!!! She caved inward, hiding her face and closing her legs together, all while trembling. *leak leak dribble dribble* In 2 seconds, it came and went, and the vibrator turned back off. Mali took deep breaths in, amazed, embarrassed, and worried all at once. Did she gasp too loud? How bad was the damage? Is it visible? Yuta came back to the table, and seeing that she was curled over, asked how she was doing. "Bad. Bad. Very bad, very good..." she got out under muffled breaths. While the two waited for the check, Mali never moved from that state she was in. Their waiter asked if she was feeling ok, to which Yuta responded that she was just feeling tired, all while she could do nothing but sit patiently in her own "excitement". After some time it was time they left for the bar. Yuta stood first, and got over to Mali's side to help her up. "You'll have to cover up once you stand." She raised her eyes for the first time, slowly stood up, and looked back. In the old fake-leather seat of the booth were her printed legs, a thin, glistening coating, and a small but noticeable puddle the size of a large coin in the center. Mali quickly turned away, flushed, hiding her backside with her large straw hat. She felt a few drops slide down the back of her legs. Unable to do anything, they stumbled out without saying another word to anyone. The slightly cooler outside air gave Mali chills as her wet parts grew colder in no time. As she stumbled her way down the city sidewalk, Yuta turned it back onto its lowest setting. *drip* "I can't do this anymore....please let me go." "One more block. There's an alley that no one goes into. We'll go there." She never stopped a steady drip slowly seeping out the top of her urethra. No trail was left, but rolling down her legs were these drops that filtered into her slip-on's. Once in the alley, which wasn't more than a wingspan wide, they crept in as far as they could go. "Wait until the coast is clear." Yuta demanded. There was another person walking down the end of the opposite end. They were clearly out of ear's reach. *pssssssssss-* Mali squeezed her thighs together. Pee streamed down the back side of her legs and the back edge of her dress. Her face held no expression. "All set." She squatted and dropped the straw hat. *SHHHHHHHHHH-* She gushed a river. Meanwhile - *Bzzzt. Pssssss* He relieved himself on the same wall. The resulting puddle spread all along the side of the alley, as they spent nearly 1 minute emptying their weakened bladders. In fact, the added stimulation of the vibrator and the exposure of the whole situation caused Mali to climax. Both the front and backside of Mali's dress had spots. Her shoes were damp, and she was winded. After calming down, Yuta shut it off once again, and handed her her jeans, blouse, panties, and a pair of walking shoes. He was holding on to them in his bag in case something like this happened. "You're gonna want to change. You can't have that going on streets again, and you really don't want anyone to recognize you from the restaurant." Although her heartrate had dropped, it never settled at resting. She indulged in the manic feeling she got changing, soaked, nude, exposed to the elements in a foreign location. She felt like she was going crazy. They make it to the bar just in time to see the band members get on stage to do their sound check. Mali and Yuta order drinks, and proceed to have themselves a good time. People laughed, fans cheered, the bass plucked, and Mali's bladder tingled again. Yuta added the diuretic to her drink, and she was ok with it. She was having so much fun that she didn't hesitate in accepting it. ...Some time passes and after only two mixed drinks, Mali is incapable of standing still. The band was still playing, but she was well aware of how fast this would sneak up on her. She tugged on Yuta's sleeve and he got the message right away. They set off for the final leg home. It was nearly dark out, and the way home was one continuous sidewalk until they reached their neighborhood. Throughout the walk, there would be brief areas of dense forest on either side, which she could use as a final resort. Only 5 minutes in, and Mali had to occasionally pause to fend off a desperation wave. "I thought you said this was 'decent', not 'the strongest diuretic money could buy!'" she protested. "Do you really want to complain when I'm the one in power?" he turns on the vibrator to medium power. *clench* "I-I'm sorry." she groans. ...10 minutes in - *spurt, spurt* "HHnnnggh~..." Her knees meet, feet spread and hands tuck strongly into her groin. "You can go anywhere in the woods here if you can't make it." "No....I'll do it, at home, no matter what..." She says this, knowing she's lying to herself. She was enjoying it even in discomfort, and wanted to push herself unrealistically for the sake of fun. ....at 17 minutes - *dribble dribble* Having been teased into oblivion, Mali gives in. "I think this is it, I can't go any more, is the area clea-" "Yuta! Is that you?!" says a woman crossing around a small neighborhood corner. Both look wide-eyed over at her, and Yuta recognizes her as a manager of one of his former jobs in high school. "Hi...Mrs. Loria...!" Mali freezes. "How're you doing, how's life going?" *dribble leak leak* Mali had mentally prepared that she would relieve herself, and her bladder was already as weak as it was. There was no way to stop what was about to happen. Regret filled her mind and she immediately sobered up mentally. Why didn't I go before?!?!? What an idiot! Moron! FUCK whatdoIdonow??? She toned out their conversation immediately. She looked down, and saw black jeans against a dark environment around her. She also saw grass next to the side walk. From a hunched over position, she tried to make herself look acting normal, and uncurled her body over the grass - *fffFRRRMMMM* She was doing it. She was wetting herself in only a few feet/a meter away from a complete stranger. Her black jeans absorbed her stream with ease, and prevented it from gushing out at any point. Her whole underside glistened as a notable stream flowed down her backside, into her shoes, and subtly into the ground. "Hey, shh. Quiet. Do you hear that?" "No, no I don't Mrs." Yuta replies. "It sounds like water running through a pipe." "I really don't hear it myself. It must be something you're good at!" "Oh you don't say!" She laughs. Mali's adrenaline kicks up a notch, and intently stares at the ground to avoid eye contact, or any contact for that matter. I'm pissing myself so hard and she has no idea oh my god I can't believe I'm getting away with this right now I can't control it at all no matter how much I tense it just keeps coming oh my god this can't be real "Well it was great catching up with you dearie!" "You too Mrs. Loria! I'll see you around!" "Bye now!" "Goodbye!" She turns and walks the other way. Yuta looks back over at Mali. The ground at her feet is covered with half an inch/1.25 cm of a puddle, and golden liquid still flowing down her legs, overflowing her shoes, even though she stopped peeing. The vibrator still is at medium within her. "Oh god, I forgot to turn that off. Seriously, I'm so sorry," he apologizes as he shuts it off. Mali falls to her knees, chuckling "holy shit" to herself repeatedly, a crazed look on her face. "Do you understand the insanity of the roller coaster of emotions I just went on? Wait, don't answer that. You don't. Hahahahaha!! Let's go. Home. Now...........and turn that back on." The End: They had a very wet, very restless night around their house that night. And Yuta was aptly punished. _____ Thank you for reading! I usually title these stories "Short Stories" but I think I accidentally exceeded that requirement by a lot, lol. Big thanks to orangelion and alferio for contributing ideas that led to the final product of this story! If you'd like to see Mali and Yuta in other omo situations, check out my previous works, or leave an idea of your own and it may develop into it's own story! Thank you again and hope you enjoyed!
  9. i’m fortunate enough to have a partner that’s into pee enough to indulge my fantasies. they’re always telling me when they’re desperate, always letting me listen to them piss (literally never thought i would be into that but here i am), and (when i’m ready) they say they’re down to involve it in the bedroom and it literally drives me insane how amazing they are. cut to today, i’m feeling extra horny and decide to have a little fun and tell them. normally i’m pretty quiet about when i’m doing piss stuff but today i let them know i was going to leave work without using the bathroom like i normally do. i get pretty desperate at the end of work because that’s when i get motivated to actually hydrate, so i figured considering that and the fact that i had no time to go and was already feeling pretty desperate, it was the perfect time to fuck around and make myself really really desperate. (and this story takes a slight detour where i describe /another/ time i got super desperate at home because i was thinking about it today.) so i left work at a good 60%, with a full bottle of water. my commute can take up to 2 hours depending on how traffic decides to flow so i’m going in fully prepared to sit there desperate for that long. when i sat down in my car i really started to feel it weigh on me and honestly it made me so excited. i was wearing black leggings and a black thong so i was ready and fully prepared to piss my pants if it was needed. first hour in i drink about half of my water bottle. i’m stuck in the middle of traffic and honestly, got an adrenaline rush from it. at the same time, i’m thinking about the last time that i got desperate — i was in my room and i woke up in the middle of the night with the biggest urge to piss i’ve ever felt in my life. i could barely climb out of bed before i was sprinting to my door and i stopped because i could already feel myself pissing through my panties. i was crossing my legs, trying to keep it together but i could feel it running down my legs so i gave up on the door and hobbled over to my garbage can, pressing my thighs together and trying to change the garbage bag so i could put a new one in so i could you know, PISS in it. mind you i finally managed to stop it from flowing out of my panties. they were soaking wet — i remember the way it stuck to my pussy. anyway, i changed the bag successfully, and i guess my brain decided it was time to lose control again and then i was pissing once more. didn’t even bother pulling my panties down and turned around and pissed directly into my garbage can. even though i leaked all over the carpet i managed to still piss a decent amount which was honestly kind of incredible. the only saving grace in my mind was that i knew it was all water. anyway, sidetrack aside — at hour 2, almost home, i’m starting to really feel it. i know when i get up it’s gonna readjust and i’m gonna be fucked, basically. so i pull into my garage, ready to probably let go on the ground there, and lo and behold, my mother is there. and she wants to /talk/ too. so there goes that idea. cue me talking to her for 15 minutes, subtly potty-dancing in my large coat. if she wasn’t looking i’d be grabbing my crotch at this point because i can feel the liquid right at the very start of my hole starting to leak out. and as good as it feels, i was not going to be pissing myself in front of her again (see my other post for that). eventually she stops talking to me and i have time to fill up my water bottle and go upstairs and start my shower. my earlier desperation had faded so i decided to play my favorite game—shower while desperate to piss. all the water all over makes it so hard not to let go, so i knew it was perfect to get me back into that mode. i started to take my clothes off and immediately felt myself switch from ‘holding it’ to ‘barely holding it’ in 3 whole seconds. pee leaking out of my pussy as i try to take my pants off barely, basically soiling my underwear before peeling them off and hopping in the shower. the whole thing was torturous, really, but i didn’t pee. just bounced from one leg to the other until i finished and hopped out. a wave of desperation hit me and i clutched myself, searching for my soiled underwear and peeling them off with full intention of pissing through them in a last minute attempt but, nothing happened. so i drink some more water, and leave the shower. because clearly, i’m not there yet. fast forward to after i hobble into my room and manage to lock the door, i didn’t last much longer. right at the door, i started to leak in my panties like no one’s business. i started grabbing at myself trying to figure out whether to piss here or on the bathroom floor, i decided to get funky and piss in this empty vase in my room. or, i made it empty, it had flowers from people at work but i decided to toss them in something else and piss in the empty vase instead, all while pissing myself throughout the process. i have learned that once i start, its pretty hard for me to stop. so i hovered over the base and pissed through my panties inside. god, it felt so good. an entire half day’s worth off piss made it in there, minus whatever leaked on the floor at the end. i plan on telling my partner everything but had to write it out first. anyway, clearly i’m in a rare mood today. i hope you all enjoyed a bit of it 🙂
  10. “Your laptop?” Lily questioned. “In my backpack.” Jess responded. “My exercise equipment?” “In the trunk.” “The toothbrushes?” “They’re like, five dollars; why do you care?” “Where are the toothbrushes, Jess?” Lily said, annoyed. Jess rolled her eyes. “In your backpack.” “Okay, we can head off now.” “Finally. I thought you’d be going through that list forever.” Jess rolled her wheelchair to the door of the passenger seat. She looked around at the old apartment building the two had lived in for the past three years. “Thinking about the good times here?” “Nah. Mostly about the nosy neighbours, appliances falling apart, and the elevator being broken half the time, making me have to ask you or a concierge for help up the stairs.” “You know I don’t mind helping you reach places that are hard for you.” “Yeah, but it doesn’t make it any less embarrassing.” Lily giggled. “So you regret choosing to spend your college years here?” “Well, if I didn’t, I wouldn’t have met you, so… it was worth it, I guess.” “Wow, such a romantic.” The taller girl bent over and kissed Jess on the cheek, making her blush. Jess stared into Lily’s bright blue eyes briefly before finally responding. “You know me.” She reached up to the seat’s headrest. Lily offered her hand. “I’m alright, babe. Just put my wheelchair in the back, please. “Alright then.” Lily did as Jess asked. As she did, Jess grabbed the headrest, pulled herself up onto the seat and pulled her legs in. She closed the door, and Lily hopped in from the other side. “Are we… forgetting anything? It feels like we are.” “That’s your worrywart side talking. C’mon, let’s leave this shithole behind and move on to our new lives!” Lily gulped and took a deep breath. “Yeah, you're right.” She inserted the key and started the engine. “Goodbye, crappy apartment, hello, new lives.” “WOOOOOOOO!” Jess shouted as the car pulled out of its parking space, making Lily giggle. “Goodbye, college. I will not miss you!” After a few minutes, Lily drove out of the town and onto the highway. Jess’s eyes wandered outside the car as she did, leaning her head against the window. The blonde girl’s mind drifted off, and she closed her eyes. She drifted to sleep, letting the sound around her fade out. After what didn’t feel like long, she felt a big bump on the road, startling her awake. Lily looked over and laughed. “You were drooling, you know.” Jess wiped the liquid off her face and groaned. “How long was I out?” “An hour.” “What!? I took all that coffee specifically so I wouldn’t fall asleep!” Lily laughed. “It’s fine, honey. The sound of your snoring was more than enough to keep me company.” Jess blushed. “Aw, man. I really gotta get better sleeping habits now we’ll be sleeping in the same bed.” She ruffled her hair a bit. As she did, she realized something: she had to pee. “All that damn coffee…” The blonde girl muttered to herself. “You good?” Her girlfriend asked, a look of concern on her face. “Yeah, just, uh, when are we stopping?” “Don’t worry, I already stopped when you were asleep. I got your favourite chip brand!” Lily threw the chips to the other side of the car, landing on Jess’ lap. “Ah. Thanks.” Jess gulped. “Is something wrong?” “No, it’s just…” She fiddled with her fingers nervously. “I kinda have to pee.” Lily suddenly facepalmed herself. “That’s what I forgot! We never went to the bathroom before we left!” Jess rolled her eyes. “Anyways, are you alright?” “It’s fine, only half an hour, right?” “Uh, yeah, but I can stop again if you need to go that bad. Are you sure you're fine?” “I’m fine, really.” Jess admittedly did have to go quite bad, but she didn’t want to interrupt their ride when they had already stopped. “Okay, if you say so. We’ll get to Solaville soon, so just hang on a little longer.” As it turned out, “a little longer” felt pretty damn long when you’re desperate for relief. Jess, looking for a distraction from her aching bladder, opened her phone, hoping to doom-scroll her way to their new house. Unfortunately, none of her apps loaded, and all came up with a “No internet connection” message. Groaning, she closed her phone and just stared out the window, hand in crotch. Her nails sank into her skin, reminding her she should probably cut them. A few minutes later, she started squirming side to side, face blushing from having to be so obvious with her holding. Luckily, her girlfriend had not commented on it yet, though Jess could feel her eyes watching. The seconds felt like minutes, and the minutes felt like hours. Eventually, she saw a sign saying “Welcome to Solaville” from her window. “Nearly there, baby, just hold on a little longer.” Lily looked at Jess with an empathetic expression on her face. “Mmmh…” Jess groaned. “Maybe we should’ve made that second stop.” “N-no, I’m totally fine!” “Girl, I can see your bladder poking out from your stomach. You’re not fine.” Jess looked down to see Lily was telling the truth. Her white t-shirt was sticking up, and her bladder was peeking out. “Damn, it can actually do that? I thought that was a myth.” “Jess…” “I’m fine, Lil’. I barely notice it.” That was a lie. It was threatening to come out every second. “Are you sure? If it’s bad, I think I know where a gas station is in town; we’ll have to get off course a bit, but-” “You don’t need to worry, Lily. I can hold it.” Lily looked like she wanted to protest but just sighed and refocused on the road. Jess suffered silently for the next few minutes, looking for anything to distract her. “M-my!” She said loudly and awkwardly. “That restaurant looks n-nice! W-we should go there sometime.” Lily frowned. “If we can even afford it. The money my dad gave me is barely enough to last us a year’s rent.” “We’ll f-find good-paying jobs soon.” “Hopefully.” Lily said solemnly. Jess looked down awkwardly. She was just trying to make small talk, but it had turned glum fast. Although Jess was upset by the depressing tone their conversation had taken, she was glad she now had a distraction from her bladder. “I mean… if shit gets that bad, we can just ask him for more, right?” “It’s not that simple. If I ask for something unprompted, he’ll ask for a favour and be super passive-aggressive about it. For example, ‘Oh, you know the Groftocorp CEO’s son is single? It would be great for you to have a nice relationship like that!’” “So I’m guessing he’s still in total denial about us dating?” “Yup. ‘Great for you two, having a close friend who sticks with you after college!’ I swear, it’s like he’s living in medieval times or something.” Jess wanted to say something else, but nothing could come out. She simply went back to squirming without any distractions. A rustling noise came from the right side, and Lily looked over to see Jess pulling up her left leg over the other. “Does that even help?” “Dunno. Never had to go this bad before.” “Just hold on, we’re nearly there.” A few minutes later, they finally reached their new house. Typically, this would be an opportunity to admire their new life together, which was about to begin, but Jess couldn’t care less about it now. All that was on her mind right now was sitting down on a toilet and taking the best piss of her life. The car drove into the driveway, and Lily put it into park mode, removing the keys from the ignition. “Mmmmf… I’m not going to make it.” Jess complained. Lily opened up her side’s door. “Just wait a second; I need to get your wheelchair.” Jess leaked and whined. “I’m not gonna make it.” “Yes, you are.” Lily approached the other side of the car and brought out the wheelchair. Jess tried lowering herself down, but she felt another leak and immediately put her hands on her crotch. “Ugh. Can you help me, please?” She blushed, embarrassed by needing her girlfriend’s help. Lily nodded. She picked up Jess with ease and placed her in her wheelchair. Noticing Jess was still barely moving with her hands on her crotch, she began to push the chair to the front door. Lily took out the keys and opened the door before continuing to push Jess through the door. “Mmmm… Hurry, please!” Jess could feel the dam within her breaking. “You're almost there, honey, just a little more!” But Lily’s encouragement was to no avail, as a small stream started in her panties. Soon, a wet spot appeared on her blue jeans, with a puddle forming on her wheelchair. “Oh shit.” Lily looked down and saw Jess’ mess. She sped up, the bathroom at the back of the house now in sight. “No, no, no!” Jess shouted, the stream speeding up, with the pee now leaving a trail on the ground. They entered the bathroom, Lily kicking the door open. She pushed the wheelchair through the door, bumping slightly between rooms. Lily picked up Jess and placed her on the toilet, causing a few droplets to splash on the toilet seat. Jess sighed in relief as she sat down, not bothering to remove her jeans, as they were already wet. A dark spot was formed on her pants, most notably on her butt, dripping into the toilet bowl below. Trying to avoid eye (or pants) contact, Lily looked to her left, cheeks flushed. Despite the relief washing over her, Jess couldn’t help but feel so… helpless. She began to cry. “Oh, baby, it’s okay.” “It’s not! I pissed myself like a little kid!” Jess’ stream stopped, with only half of her waste in the toilet. “Accidents happen, Jess. Remember when Kimberly-” “But it wouldn’t have happened if I fucking told you I couldn’t wait like a sane human being!” Jess snapped. “I ruined our first day in our new house. If I wasn’t so useless-” “You’re not useless,” Lily said swiftly, interrupting her partner’s self-hatred. “You’re the most wonderful person I’ve ever met, and you’re perfect the way you are.” Jess sniffled and smiled, wiping a tear from her eye. “I’m sorry.” “Don’t worry about a thing. How about you take a bath, and I clean your wheelchair?” Normally, Jess couldn’t stand the idea of baths. Sitting in bathwater filled with your own filth just seemed so… nasty to her. But right now, she wanted nothing more than to sit in hot water. Plus, they hadn’t set up her shower chair yet. “That sounds great.” She smiled. A/N: Beta Read By @Golden Guard
  11. Once again I’ll just list the actual cast of the show this fanfic is based on for anyone unfamiliar with it in the interest of saving time instead of writing vague character descriptions. The story takes place in season 2, episode 2. Britta Perry: Gillian Jacobs Pierce Hawthorne: Chevy Chase Jeff Winger: Joel McHale Troy Barnes: Donald Glover Annie Edison: Alison Brie Abed Nadir: Danny Pudi Shirley Bennet: Yvette Nicole Brown. Ben Chang: Ken Jeong Alan Connor: Rob Corddry Janitor: Steven W. Bailey Annie Edison was once a very promising young girl. She was always top of the class and was hoping to get a scholarship to a good university. It all came crashing down when she got too dependent on Adderall and had a nervous breakdown. Several months of rehab and Narcotics Anonymous meetings later she was now at the worst community college in the area. But she was back on the right track, and had made a good group of friends. One of these friends, Jeff Winger, was a former lawyer who had been disbarred when the State Bar Association had learned that his four year degree was fraudulent. He, like Annie, and like the rest of their study group had taken a few wrong turns in life and was at Greendale Community College to get back on track. He had recently met up with former coworker, a sleazy lawyer named Alan. Alan had a shrewd face, bald head, and expensive suit. He was familiar in some way, but Annie couldn’t quite put her finger on it until the group was waiting on Jeff in the study room. They were going to plan their entry in the school Pop-and-Lock-a-thon, one of the many frivolities that Greendale spends money to throw instead of improving the school. Improvements like Spanish teachers who actually speak Spanish. Last year Spanish 101 was taught by the frankly insane Benjamin Chang, who spoke almost zero Spanish and wasn’t discovered until he was overheard confessing that fact to Jeff. Chang had conned his way into the job by insisting it was racist of the dean to not assume that an Asian man spoke Spanish, and the dean immediately caved without checking any of his qualifications. Now Chang was a student, who desperately wanted to join the study group (against the wishes of the entire group) Jeff was predictably late, and the group knew he was just out drinking with Alan. “What does Alan have that we don't?” Troy asked. Pierce made some typical insensitive remarks, and Annie said “I don't like how much drinking and carousing they do. It's a gateway to narcotics.” She gasped as she suddenly realized why Alan was familiar. “Narcotics! I know how I know Alan…But I'm not allowed to say.” “Which means that you met him in Narcotics Anonymous,” Britta guessed. “Why bring it up if you're not allowed?”Abed asked. “Because...” Annie said hesitantly. “He said something at a meeting about something bad he did. He might have done it to Jeff, but I can't say what it is.” “Okay, you've gone from precious to annoying,” Troy said looking irritated. “What if you don't say it, but we guess? Like charades?” Pierce suggested. “With this group? I'm watching,” Abed said looking interested. Annie wrote something down on her notebook and put it to the side. As she began to act out her answer, Shirley simply grabbed the notebook and read it out loud. "Alan got Jeff disbarred." The group exclaimed in surprise and Jeff walked through the door soon after. “Jeff, Alan narced on you,” Britta told him. “Narced? But he's, like, way too primo for that, Frank Zappa,” Jeff said mockingly. “I think he turned you in to the state bar. I was in NA and he bragged about it. He doesn't recognize me because my hair's longer, my skin's clearer I've lost a lot of weight-“ Annie said. “Annie. He said he turned me in?” Jeff interrupted. “He said he sent an e-mail that got a rival co-worker fired around the time you got caught,” Annie answered. “I know they never covered this on Yo Gabba Gabba, but that's circumstantial. Any other meaningless conspiracy theories?” Jeff said. “Yes. Did you know that Go-Gurt is just yogurt?” Troy asked very seriously. “Know what a therapist calls this kind of relationship?” Jeff asked in a leading tone. “A gold mine,” Pierce replied. “Codependent. You guys don't want me to be happy. You want me to need you. It's getting claustrophobic. I used to run full-speed through the boundless wilderness and now I'm in the zoo where the horizon is wallpaper and the air is stale and nothing is ever at stake.” “In other words, we're not cool,” Britta said pointedly. “I never said that. You may have heard it. I may have thought it. It may be true. But I never said it.” “Jeff, will we see you at the pop-and-lock-a-thon?” “No, Abed, I'm going to a cool party at my cool former law firm from when my life was cool.” With that, Jeff left the study room… to immediately be replaced with Chang, who had been trying to convince the group that he should take Jeff’s place at the pop-and-lock-a-thon. “Fine, you can be on the team,” Troy said grudgingly. “New deal. If we win, I get to be in the study group,” Chang declared. The group looked around the table at each other and Abed said, “The stakes have never been higher” Chang left, and Annie got an alert on her phone. “Guys, listen to this: ‘I didn’t want to say anything in front of Winger, but if you want to come to the party tonight I could show you around. See what a successful man really looks like,’” She made a face of disgust at the implication she was getting from this text. “Annie, Alan clearly just wants to manipulate you into having soulless lawyer sex with him on his expensive desk,” Britta said. Shirley gasped, and Troy’s eyes widened comically. “Alan said it was an email that got Jeff fired, right?” Abed asked. “Yes?” Annie said, unsure of where Abed was going with this. “Follow up: Do you think Alan deletes his emails?” Britta turned sharply to look at Abed, realizing what he was suggesting. “That’s right! If you can access his computer you could find that email and prove to Jeff that Alan screwed him over!” Abed pointed to Britta and tapped his nose with his other hand. The group all agreed to get ready for the fancy lawyer party and try to get that evidence. Annie didn’t have much money for expensive clothes, but she had found a nice red dress for the occasion; a floral pattern and short sleeves at the shoulders. She wore black heels and simple red bikini style panties. She had spent all day getting ready, as the entire plan hinged on Alan inviting her to his office. And one of the few things she had actually learned at Greendale was that things can always go wrong. Which is why it wasn’t until they had left her apartment that she realized she hadn’t used the bathroom before she left. Annie dismissed the thought as soon as it crossed her mind, as there would surely be time to find a bathroom at the party. The group soon arrived at the party dressed up as much as each person’s limited income (excluding Pierce’s family money) would allow. Troy wore a suit with no tie, Abed a vest, tie, and checkered shirt, and Shirley a dress that would not look out of place at Easter Sunday. Britta and Pierce were the only ones who looked like they should be at a lawyer party; Britta wore a black cocktail dress with a high neckline and Pierce looked like a Democratic Party candidate with a decent suit and blue tie. “God, it's a sea of Wingers. This whole place reeks of moral ambiguity,” Britta said distastefully. “Actually, that was me. I apologize,” Pierce said, moving toward a table laden with glasses of champagne. “Now, you guys are new to high society, so just follow my lead and you'll be fine,” as he said this, he loudly and accidentally knocked several glasses over. Jeff noticed them at that moment and quickly advanced toward them. “First, why are you here? Second, I don't care. Leave.” “As a matter of fact, Jeff, we were invited,” Britta said defiantly. “Why would anyone do that?” Jeff asked. As if in answer, Alan appeared behind him. “Hey, you guys made it! Come on in,” he addressed his words directly to Annie’s bust, making eye contact with no one. He pulled her aside, Annie looking nervously back at the group as she followed him. “So, what do you think of the place?” he asked, finally managing to look at her eyes instead of her breast. “It’s… nice,” she said, still taking in the whole atmosphere of the room. She knew she needed to convince him to tell her where his office was, but her full bladder was starting to distract her. She decided to ask after that need first. “Where is the bathroom?” “Ah, you don’t want to use the one down here. It’s crowded, there’s a much nicer one on the fourth floor by my office.” Annie couldn’t believe how easy it was going to be to get this information from him. She guessed the old adage that “men only want one thing” was true of at least the sleazy man talking to her now. “And where exactly is your office?” She asked casually. “Fourth floor, room 69,” he said, raising his eyebrows suggestively. Annie forced a laugh and asked him the real number. He obliged, and told her he had to make nice with some more people before he could meet her up there. She walked back to the group and said “Fourth floor, 470. First he said it was 69. I wanna rub Purell on my brain.” She motioned for Troy and Abed to follow her to the elevator and pressed the button for the proper floor. The elevator door opened, and Annie saw the women’s bathroom on the left. She briefly considered stopping to pee as she was getting pretty desperate by now, but there wasn’t enough time. “470 should be that way,” Abed pointed down the hall as he spoke. As they moved down the corridors, they hugged the wall like they were in a spy movie. When they reached 470, Abed knelt on one side of the door and opened his backpack. “I brought stuff people use for capers. Suction cup. Credit card. Chloroform. The credit card doesn't work, but the chloroform does,” He said enthusiastically. “Annie, go back and keep lookout,” Troy said. “Why me lookout? Why not you guys?” Annie asked. “Cause if someone comes up here, Kanye and Kumar get taken to jail. You get taken to dinner,” Troy retorted. “You guys!” Annie said indignantly. “I am the smartest one in this whole group and all I’ve been used for is bait and distraction.” She bounced around a bit as she said this, both from desperation to pee and desperation to do something useful. She then noticed that the boys were both looking at her chest as she bounced, essentially making their argument without word. She made an offended noise and crossed her arms, saying “Go on your stupid mission. I hope it sucks.” Annie then turned on her heel and marched to the end of the hallway. She was truly desperate by now, crossing and uncrossing her legs as she bounced at the knees. She had one hand pressed into her dress trying to relieve the pressure and the other had steadying herself on the wall. She was weighing the possibility of simply running off to use the bathroom while Troy and Abed found the email. She was not sure how much longer she could hold it, and felt a lookout was likely unnecessary. There was a party going on downstairs, surely no one would be going to their office right now. Just as she decided that a lookout was unnecessary and that she had time to pee and come back, she heard a loud unfamiliar voice coming from the direction of the office. “Excuse me!” The voice startled Annie so much that stream of urine spurted out into her panties as her heart dropped: someone had found them. She clenched her muscles and managed to stem the flow after a few seconds, but her underwear was now noticeably wet. She moved as quickly and quietly down the hall as she could, spying a janitor cart outside the open door to Alan’s office. Abed’s backpack lay open beside it, but the janitor himself must have entered the room. Annie saw the bottle of chloroform in Abed’s backpack, and made a split second decision. She grabbed a rag out of the backpack, doused it with the bottle and clapped it to the janitor’s mouth from behind him. He struggled for a few seconds, Annie slowly pushing him down as he got weaker. As she struggled with the janitor, she once again started leaking pee, a few drops falling to the floor beneath her before she regained control. The janitor stopped struggling, Annie kneeling over him. Troy and Abed stared down at her, horrified shock on their faces. “Oh, my God,” Troy blurted out in a high voice. “I didn't know what to do,” Annie said, panicking. “Oh, my God,” Troy said again. “I usually have one foot out of reality, and even I'm freaking out right now,” Abed said. “You chloroformed the janitor!?” Troy shouted hysterically. “Stop yelling! You got caught!” Annie yelled back. “You're the one yelling!” “We're in trouble. We have to do something,” Annie said in panicked tears. “I don't know what to do. My whole brain is crying!” Troy said, now pacing furiously. “Guys, guys, guys,” Abed called out, trying to calm the other two. “I have an idea. Okay, it may sound a little weird, but trust me.” Abed’s plan was to try and convince the janitor that they were all chloroformed, so that they would not be questioned by anyone. Annie couldn’t think, her brain was drowning in both fear and urine. No one had any better ideas, so they all took their positions. Annie’s previous leaks had not fully emptied her bladder, and she found it exceptionally difficult to lie still on the ground with how badly she now needed to pee. After a few minutes that felt like an eternity, the janitor began to stir. Annie, Troy, and Abed feigned waking up too as the man looked around. “What's happening?” He asked groggily. “Oh. We all got chloroformed,” Troy said slowly. “Somebody chloroformed all of us,” Annie lied. “And now we're regaining consciousness together,” Abed said, staring at the janitor. “I don't understand…Who is she?” Annie watched the janitor as his eyes fell on the rag she was still holding. “Why is she holding a rag?” Annie’s mind was completely empty of ideas. She could think of nothing but her bladder, which finally gave out. She started peeing freely into her panties, and in her panic she could think of nothing else to do but chloroform the janitor a second time. Still peeing, she brought the rag to his mouth like she was swatting a fly, and pushed him back onto the ground. She was now on her knees, her hand buried in the man’s face, pee streaming down her legs in rivulets of pale yellow liquid. She moved away from him once he was still, somehow managing to keep from peeing on his prone form. Annie quickly backed to the far wall, leaving a trail of urine from beside the janitor to the puddle that was now expanding at her feet. She grimaced as she felt the hot pee running over her feet in her shoes, but her open-toed shoes at least weren’t retaining the liquid. Troy stared at her open-mouthed, and even Abed’s normally calm face looked as surprised as she had ever seen it as urine continued to pour out of her, now loudly pattering onto the carpeted floor unobstructed as she stood up straight. The flow finally tapered off, and all three of them stood in silence. Pee was everywhere; there were two small puddles next to the janitor where Annie’s knees had been and a trail leading to the large puddle she now stood in. Her dress felt wet in several places, but not as much as if she had been sitting on it or holding herself in the front. Her panties were utterly soaked, and she smelled unmistakably of pee. She looked pleadingly at Troy and Abed, and all she could ask was “Does it look noticeable?” She did a quick twirl to show them her full dress, because she couldn’t see any visible wetness. “I don’t know if it’s the pattern or the material, but I actually don’t see anything,” Abed said helpfully. “We got what we came for, we have the email. Nobody needs to know what happened here, let’s just leave right now,” Troy suggested, putting a comforting hand on Annie’s shoulder. She nodded, and the group hurriedly fled the room. As they walked to the building’s exit, they saw Jeff talking to the rest of the group about something they couldn’t hear. Annie ran to the group, Troy and Abed on her heels, and reached toward Jeff with the printed email in her hand. “This is the e-mail that Alan sent the bar association. He stabbed you in the back, Jeff. He's a bad friend.” Jeff read the email in his hands, his expression unreadable. “You're right. He's a bad friend. But he's a good lawyer. I appreciate you guys caring, but you have to understand that I don't. Caring is lethal around here. It's a disease. You guys have it. I don't. So if you do care about me, don't infect me. Now go win that pop-and-Iock-a-thon. I'll see you Monday.” With that, Jeff walked back to the party. “It's like watching a soul slip through our fingers,” Shirley said sadly. “But what more can we do?” Annie stared after Jeff, disbelief flooded through her just as urine had flooded her panties not five minutes ago because of how much they had cared about Jeff. Despondent, Annie grabbed the chloroform bottle and started to douse the rag once again. Troy saw this and grabbed the bottle from her, shout-whispering “Would you stop!?” in a high pitched voice. The group left the party feeling dejected, and made plans to return to the school for the pop-and-lock-a-thon. Annie made some excuses; as much as she wanted to go, she really needed to get changed and take a shower. “Why do you need to change?” Pierce asked. Annie froze, and Troy said, “she’s not really dressed for dancing. Come on, we’ll go hold our spot.” Annie looked gratefully at Troy, and hurried home to shower. This she did quickly, as she actually did want to go to the pop-and-lock-a-thon. She expedited the process by adjusting the shower stream to waist height; she wouldn’t need to wash her hair and it would only raise more questions. She cleaned herself up and got changed into a sporty skirt that she could dance in, and raced back to the school. Upon arriving, she was surprised to see that Jeff had rejoined the group. He had realized he was wrong about caring, and that he would rather be at this silly dance contest than at the lawyer party. They all shared a group hug, which disqualified them from the contest. But they didn’t care about the contest as long as they had each other.
  12. View File A fantastic compilation of short wetting clips in the style of almost made it peeing panties just before the toilet 13 mini clip compilation, Has leaking before toilet, power piss, pissing panties, showing wet panties, piss puddle. Possibly my favourite compilation Submitter Staffsguy89 Submitted 02/13/2024 Category Female  
  13. *** SPOILERS for "Hazbin Hotel S01E06 - Welcome to Heaven" *** It all happened so quickly. It's the golden rule of traveling, always use the bathroom before going on long trips. But, Charlie threw me into the portal so quickly that I didn't get a chance to use the bathroom before we left. And now we're in a very fancy hotel room, but I know it's all fake, just like everything else here is. Our ensuite bathroom may look very fancy, but I know there's a fancy schmancy urine analyzer in that toilet. It will out me as a traitor the moment a single drop of my urine hits the bowl. I don't dare use it, I don't have to go that badly anyways. To be fair, I don't really care if Heaven finds out. I'm more worried about how Charlie would react if she did... She is so happy and excited to be here right now. I wish I could go to the zoo with her, I know that would make her extra happy, but I can't risk being noticed in public. I just told her to hug a koala for me. --- KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK Ugh, who could that be? Charlie didn't forget her keys again, did she? Oh, it's Adam. --- Oh fuck Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUUUUCCKKKKK!!! Adam recognized me And now he's threatening to tell Charlie if I don't tell her to drop her case. She'll be so devastated if she found out... --- I can't deal with this right now, the court session is starting soon and Charlie needs me to help her win her case. --- Oh gosh, I should've peed before I left. Judging by how all the important angels are here, this is gonna be a long court session and I already have to pee quite badly. --- "Heavenly people, what more do you need to see?" Ugh, it's getting hard to pay attention. "The porn star chose a night of debauchery" Luckily, it's easy to keep my legs crossed while I'm sitting. "That's not a soul worthy of being in Heaven!" But watching Angel Dust at the club and waiting for him to do something selfless is taking so fucking long. "Um, objection!" Aaaaaah, gotta pee gotta pee gotta pee!!! Just don't think about liquids Vaggie... "Are you really telling me you've never had a drink with friends at the end of a hard day?" Oooh, I just thought about liquids, ugh. Why'd you have to talk about drinking Charlie?... "Uh, we don't have hard days. It's fucking Heaven, bitch!" I'm having a fucking hard day right now. I couldn't help but grab my crotch. "You seriously gonna sit there and pretend like this behaviour is okay?" This is so embarrassing, I am holding myself like a child in this heavenly court. At least I can be subtle behind my desk. "What do YOU think?" Adam asked me a question. "I- uh- I- I have to go to the bathroom!" I responded like a coward, but I couldn't help it, I can't think straight right now. I rushed out of my chair and rushed towards the exit. "What, Vaggie? Can you hold it?!" Charlie asked. The answer is "no" Charlie, I have to go NOW! Nooooooooooo, all the exits are locked. Here I am, doing a potty dance in Heaven's court, trying to pull on all the doors. This is super embarrassing, I desperately need a toilet RIGHT NOW!!! Shit, I just leaked. I jammed my hand back to my crotch and managed to stop it, but now my panties feel warm and damp... My peehole is burning hot as hell, it really didn't like that I stopped myself from peeing. FINALLY! An open door! I burst through it as fast I can and hightail it to our room. My throbbing bladder forced my jogging to turn into a hobble. I'm on the brink, I can feel my pee pushing at the edge of my hole... Noooo, I'm leaking again! I stuff a hand back down to my crotch. This time, I can't stop it, my pee just keeps gushing out. But, at least it slowed down to a trickle. I'm wearing a skirt, so that trickle of urine just goes straight to the floor. Hopefully, no one will notice the trail of urine I'm leaving on the floor... Finally, I make it back to our room, my skirt is already wet, but I still have to pee badly. I can see the streak of urine on the floor where I walked, at least it wasn't a puddle, it's harder for them to prosecute me for public urination without that evidence... I sit down on the toilet and I let it all out, it feels sooooo good. I'm in heaven right now... Both literally and figuratively, it just feels that good to let it all out. Then I feel the growing warm wetness on my crotch and I realize that I forgot to remove my skirt and panties... Maybe Charlie was onto something when she packed dozens of clothes, knowing her, she probably helped pack a few of my clothes too. At least I hope she did, cause I sure didn't... And I really need a change of clothes, my skirt and panties are drenched... THE END A/N: Surprise! Y'all get a bonus fic from me this week. This was just a stupid, spontaneous idea I got while watching the latest episode of Hazbin Hotel lol. I am well aware that Vaggie saying "I have to go to the bathroom" was just a comedic way to get her to avoid answering Adam's question and that she almost certainly didn't actually have to pee. But ofc, after hearing that cute exchange between Charlie and Vaggie: The omorashi part of my brain started imagining this scenario: "What if Vaggie actually DID have to pee and couldn't hold it?" so I just had to write it down. I apologize if the quality is lower than what you're used to from my fics. Normally, I spend a lot more time fleshing out the details of my omo fic ideas, but I have a lot on my plate at the moment, so I told myself that I can't spend too much time on this so I didn't. The next chapter of All Day At Hexside will be posted as scheduled on Tuesday, I did not want this to interrupt that schedule.
  14. View File Three vids, wetting jeans and short Three vids of the same girl wetting jeans and jean shorts. Anyone know who this is or have more vids of her? Submitter plokoonfaa Submitted 01/18/2024 Category Female  
  15. View File 9th & 10th Animation Tests + Highlights 3 + Highlights Optical Smoothing + Friction Music Video + Friction Optical Smoothing 9th & 10th batches of animation tests + Highlights 3 + Highlights 3 Optical Smoothing + Special Friction Music Video + Friction Optical Smoothing Version Fantasy/Barbarian Women Continued! (Classic Cartoon Style, with music from Elder Scrolls 3, 4 & 5) So I finally found a classic cartoon lora that doesn't turn everything into anime or scratchy comic book styles. (Although it's clearly trained on superheroes cause they tend to point a lot) So i ran some prompts through classic 50's and 80's styles, while continuing the focus on multiple characters interacting. It also managed to mix with diaper loras without creating chaos, so I tried some of those as well. (Wetting & Diaper animations are separated into different compilations again) Since I discovered Sea Art's new animation generation 3 weeks ago I've literally made 92 minutes of Fear Wetting animation. (And that's not including the quality highlights compilations) So I clearly went bat shit crazy, and it's time for a break. But before my sabbatical, I wanted to leave y'all with something special. A culmination of the last 3 weeks that's more than just a quality renders highlights reel, so I added a music video set to FRICTION by Imagine Dragons. (+ Optical Flow Version) Enjoy 😉 Submitter DuffMan Submitted 01/15/2024 Category Female  
  16. So I cleaned myself up and changed into a long grey wool skirt, drank 1L of water (not in one go :)), and went for a walk to a park 15 minutes walk away from home. I decided to do a game of spurts, pee through my skirt when I reach 200 spurts. My bladder was weakened from the last hold and accident, and I started leaking quite soon as I reached the park. I leaked more and more, pee running down my bare legs and after a while, dripping onto the floor, leaving a pee pee trail. After 200 spurts, I then went to sit on a park bench, which has gaps in it, so it wouldn't make my whole skirt wet when I pee on it. Then I took off my long jacket and peed through my skirt, wetting my bottom, thighs and the back of the skirt. Then I started typing this essay. Going home I've got my long coat to cover my skirt. Maybe I will pee more, maybe I won't, but I will keep you updated!
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    Three vids of the same girl wetting jeans and jean shorts. Anyone know who this is or have more vids of her?
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