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  1. Rvlis

    malefemale Omovember Final Day

    From the album: Furry Omorashi

    31. Your Choice
  2. Rvlis

    malefemale Omovember Day 14

    From the album: Furry Omorashi

    Day 14: Standing in line for the toilet Jeez, even when waiting for a public potty the poor guy can't catch a break! Since when does the men's room have this much traffic?
  3. Infinite

    malefemale Wet summer days

    I wrote another oneshot involving Jamie and Matthew. If you want to, you can read my other oneshot involving these characters. This story refers to that one, but you don't necessarily have to read it. Again, I want to say that English isn't my first language, even though people told me it's fine. It just irks me that I sometimes can't use the best words or that I'm not always sure of the grammar. Anyways, enjoy! ^_^ Jamie was walking to his friend’s house in his swimming shorts. Matthew had invited him to come over to swim in their brand new pool and of course Jamie agreed. It had been hot all week and he did not have a pool at home. The public pool was crowded by thirteen years old boys and their giggling girlfriends. Jamie would rather not get involved with them. When he rang the doorbell he was surprised to see Matt’s mom. “Oh hi miss Anderson!” “Hi Jamie! Matthew is already in the pool. Wait, I’ll get you some ice cream.” Matt’s mom came back with two Magnum ice creams. “There you go. The pool is continually filtered, so don’t trip over the filter. There’s also a dispenser for the chlorine floating around, please watch out for that one and be careful not to throw it out of the water. Don’t jump or dive into the pool, that’s dangerous because the pool is not very deep.” “Yeah, of course I’ll be careful, don’t worry miss Anderson.” Jamie liked Matt, but his mom was so overprotective. Very annoying. “Oh and just so you know, there’s a chemical in the water that will turn the water purple when you pee in it.” “Eh okay. I’ll go now. Bye!” Jamie walked through the garden doors to the pool. Damn. Now he had to get out of the pool just for peeing. He was used to just letting go in the pool. “Hey Matt, I got ice cream!” “Oh you saw my mom? She probably told you all about the pool, huh?” “Yeah. Don’t jump or dive, and watch out for stuff floating around.” “She instructed you very well. Come on, get in the pool!” Jamie made it into the pool without jumping or diving. The water was a bit cold, but nice compared to the hot summer sun burning on his skin. He immediately felt the urge to let loose, but he ignored it. He didn’t want a big purple cloud giving away what he had done in his friend’s pool. Matthew’s mom came often outside to give the boys some food or drinks so they won’t dehydrate in the hot sun. After an hour they settled down on the grass. Jamie’s urge to go to the bathroom became bigger thanks to all the drinks. But he wasn’t going to tell Matthew, even though he knew he should. He remembered last month’s event, he had almost pissed himself at the beach. That was another reason why he wanted to pee in the pool, he had really enjoyed sitting in his pee and he hadn’t had a chance to relive that moment. Thinking about it made things worse, and soon enough he felt a small spurt running over his inner thigh. He looked at his friend who was laying down on his back with his sunglasses on. Jamie wasn’t sure if he was asleep or not, so he didn’t dare to put a hand between his legs, which resulted in more pee flowing over his leg. Jamie was now sure he wasn’t able to hold it for long. He just hoped his friend was asleep or couldn’t see anything from there. He slowly relaxed his muscles and allowed himself to let go in the grass. The warmness spread itself all over his shorts, it was a nice feeling. His hand went to his lap and he felt the warm liquid run over his fingers. It felt very comfortable. When he was done he sat in a big patch of wet grass. He wasn’t sure if it was very noticeable, since the grass could also be wet from his swimming shorts. He moved a bit away from the patch. It was very big, too big to be from his shorts. He hoped Matt wouldn’t notice it. “Hey wake up, let’s get into the pool again.” He shook Matt to wake him up. “I wasn’t even sleeping, I was relaxing. You were very quiet.” “Yeah, because I thought you were sleeping. Now come on, I’m getting very hot.” Jamie climbed into the pool again and Matthew followed him. They started to play a game where they just swam in circles so there would arise a tornado. After a while they would stop swimming and just let themselves be carried by the water. It resulted in them almost drowning and giggling like young girls. Matthew’s mom remembered her job as a waitress and kept the drinks and snacks coming. After the fifth glass of juice Jamie felt his bladder screaming again, but he ignored it. How did he have to pee the whole time, but was Matt apparently blessed with a strong bladder? The guy hadn’t even gone inside to pee and showed no signs of being desperate, while he was practically bursting again even though he had pissed on the grass! He casually pressed his hand between his leg while Matt made attempts to start the tornado game again. Jamie joined in, but wasn’t very concentrated since his attention went out to pressing his legs together and focussing on not letting go. Matthew noticed it and he stopped swimming. “Wow, you suck, are you already tired?” Jamie nodded, maybe they would get out of the pool and he could do his business on the grass again. Matt started laughing. “You are just lazy!” He pushed Jamie, who didn’t expect that and fell over. The desperate guy almost lost it, if it weren’t for his hands immediately finding his crotch and pressing down. “What are you doing, this is very awkward you- oh wait, not again.. Jamie if you need to pee you can just tell me okay! I cannot imagine you being shy about something! Come on, just let go!” Jamie was shocked about the fact that his friend just gave him permission to pee in his pool, but he shook his head. “Why not? You’re desperate, I can see it. Don’t worry, I don’t care, this pool has chemicals in it you know.” “I don’t want the water to turn purple, your mom will see.” Jamie’s cheeks had turned a nice shade of red. Matthew raised his eyebrows. “What are you talking- oh come on, you don’t believe that story do you? My mom probably told you?” Jamie nodded. Matthew laughed. “Oh gosh, I didn’t know you were so gullible. There is no chemical in the water that will make it turn purple. Look.” Matthew pointed at the water. “See?” “I don’t see anything.” “Exactly. I’m peeing right now, and there’s no purple.” Jamie didn’t expect his friend to pee next to him, he could feel the warm water flowing past him. He didn’t feel disgusted, he kind of liked it. “Just let go, nothing will happen.” Jamie let go of his crotch and immediately he felt the warm liquid coming out. It made him feel all nice again, it felt even better than the time he went in the sea. This water wasn’t moving, so the warm water didn’t flow away immediately. Jamie enjoyed the moment, just wetting in his swimming shorts and nothing to worry about. He didn’t even notice Matthew looking at him with a smile on his face. When he was done, he let out a sigh of relieve. “Did it feel good?” Jamie nodded. “I thought so. Oh hi mom, ice cream again? Are you trying to make us obese?” Miss Anderson smiled. “I just don’t want you guys to starve okay?” “Hey Jamie, you want to come over tomorrow again?” Jamie nodded, he would definitely like another day of this.
  4. Duke squirmed in his seat as the bell rang. He folded his lips in together as he saw the teacher walk out of the class. He crossed his legs under the desk and took a rather controlled breath. Duke really had to use the toilets but that wasn’t possible, at least not now. Another teacher entered the room and everybody stood up to greet her . Duke although didn’t want to follow the suit, had to force himself to stand up with a bladder dangerously full. The strain he felt when he stood up made him wince in agony. It was a 40 minute long lesson and although he was almost at the limit of his capacity, Duke knew he could hold it till the end if tried hard enough. Wiggling on his seat, he was finding it really hard to concentrate on what was being taught and that was rather unusual for him. Being one of the brightest students of the class , Duke had always been the favorite of his teachers. He loved all his subjects, but Physics was what really got him going. Duke had always been the one to solve problems before anyone else in the class could. His colleagues had always been in awe of his ability to answer questions that weren’t even taught in the class before. He was a genius. Even Duke’s parents were incredibly happy with his performance at school and it would make their chests swell with pride when someone would refer to their son’s academic achievements. In his twelfth grade now, Duke saw a wide spectrum of career possibilities before him but there was one path he found himself stuck at. He wanted to be a Quantum Physicist and he knew he had what it takes to become one. Although he was one of the more handsome guys at school, he had never been with a girl. He always found himself too drowned in his books to take time out for someone else. But it was not like he regretted it, he found it really boring to talk to people anyway. He liked keeping to himself, maybe that was a facet of his introvert personality. 23 minutes more to go, Duke’s bladder was so swollen and full that he wasn’t even able to sit still. He thanked himself that unlike sitting at the first bench like most toppers, he occupied the last one in the row. He looked around, everyone was busy listening to what the teacher was blabbering about .Even he wanted to listen, it was Physics after all ,but he wasn’t even able to think straight needing to pee so much let alone solve algorithms. Duke rested his left hand on his bulging ,throbbing bladder as he took down notes from the other, cursing the school authorities under his breathe, after all it was because of them that he wasn’t getting a chance to pee. His school had a rather strict policy regarding toilets- they were kept locked most of the time and were only unlocked in the morning before the lectures had started and then again after the school ended. Duke always made sure he used the loos at both the opportunities but today he hadn’t got a chance to relieve himself before the lectures began. He had missed his bus this morning and his dad had dropped him off to school. By the time he got here the toilets were already locked. Duke crossed his legs tighter , his face showed his agony. He shot a look at his wrist watch again, 11 minutes more. He was going out of his mind needing to pee so much. He had been feeling slight twinges his bladder from the time he left home this morning and urge and had increased so much since then. He grabbed his crotch tight, there was no point in waiting anymore, he absolutely had to use the toilets now. “Are you alright?” his bench mate asked ,watching Duke’s bent forward posture and his hand between his legs. “Y-Yes I just really have to go to the bathroom, I will be back in a minute…” he replied as he stood up from his seat. On his trembling legs ,he somehow walked up to the teacher . “M-Miss, may I go to the toilet…? he asked, rubbing his thigh together. “No I can’t let you go in between the lectures…there are only 5 minutes left…can’t you even wait that long? Go back to your seat..” she replied, as she continued scribbling on the board. That was a rather harsh reply from someone who adored Duke for his academic prowess. Miss Patricia was his favorite and he knew she liked him too but why was she acting so tough to him? “P-Please mam…its very urgent…” Duke couldn’t help his voice from shaking. He slightly bobbed on his crossed knees , his exhausted body begging for a positive response. “I said NO Duke…” she turned around to look at him with glaring eyes, he was disturbing her class and she wasn’t liking it one bit. He felt embarrassed to have been refused to use the toilets in front of the whole class. He wished she would’ve understood of his pressing need. With his face bent down he took small painful steps back to his seat not even daring to look his classmates in the eye. “5 more minutes Duke…don’t worry…it’s gonna be fine …you can hold it for 5 more minutes..” he told himself. It was not too long but when you are bursting for the toilets even 5 minutes seem like eternity. He stopped taking notes and focused his entire energy in keeping his pee in. He grabbed his crotch in desperation and waited for the lecture to get over. When the bell finally rang Duke’s face brightened with hope. He was gonna make it! He hurriedly stuffed his note book in his bag , two strapped it on his back and sped out of the class not even bothering to wait for the teacher to make her exit first. He wasn’t in the position to wait for anyone, he seriously had to pee. This was for the first time that Duke hadn’t been able to understand a thing during the Physics lecture. For the entire class, all what he could think about was how much he had to urinate. Taking small baby steps across the hallway filled with a sea of students making their way out of the classes , Duke was stealing himself from grabbing his crotch. Each step sent waves of agony across his swollen bladder. Oh there was so much pressure, he couldn’t wait to let it all out. When he finally reached the toilets at the end of the corridor , his heart sank to see that they were still locked. The peon hadn’t opened them yet. He came so close to loosing control at that very moment but somehow controlled himself. His bus would have left in a few minutes and Duke was standing in front of the boy’s toilet squirming and wincing in pain. He was not in a position to take a 70 minute long ride back home while holding a precariously full bladder. “Why hadn’t they opened the loos yet?” he thought in frustration as he shoved his hands in his crotch. He was about to cry but held back his tears somehow. At least there weren’t any other students to watch him dance in agony. He looked at his wrist watch , it was 4 :16. His bus was to leave in 4 minutes , he had to think of something before it was too late. Duke was literally shaking with the effort to hold his pee. He had never held it this long before , he had to pee so much. He knew it was time and that he had to board his bus or else he was gonna miss it ,again. Duke was sure he won’t be able to make it home without having an accident but there was no other option. He rested a hand on his bloated bladder and made his way to the bus. He was so sure he’d get to pee after the class ended but here he was, about to take a long ride back home while nursing a bladder that had reached its absolute limit. On the bus, Duke carefully chose a front seat and sat down. This would have helped him make a quicker exit when his stop arrived . He crossed his legs and looked out of the window, trying to take his mind off his severe need. His body was vibrating as he fought an intense battle against his bladder. Had he been home , he would have used the loos hours ago. If he’d have been on a road trip with his parents, he’d have asked his dad to stop the car right away so he could take a pee by the roadside. He had never been so desperate in his entire life. He took out his mobile phone from his bag and plugged the earphones to it. He thought if he’d listen to some music maybe it would help him take his mind off his pressing need. 30 minutes into the ride, Duke couldn’t stop fidgeting on his seat. The music wasn’t helping at all. He was really worried now, he didn’t want to wet himself in front of his school mates. He took deeper breathes, trying to calm himself down but it wasn’t helping. Duke was panicking, he was so close. He opened his belt and pulled the waist band of his trousers away from his bladder. This was all he could do to ease the bursting pressure and pain in his bladder. The guy sitting next him noticed what he was doing but chose to ignore. Duke’s body continued to shake as he tried to hold on to his pee. Just then he felt a quick spurt of urine escape into his underwear. He covered his mouth to avoid himself from squealing . He grabbed his crotch with the other hand to maintain control, not bothering about the guy sitting next to him. To his luck there was no visible wet patch on his pants, atleast not yet. He desperately looked out of the window to see how far he was from home .By his calculations ,he knew it would take him roughly around 10 more minutes to get there. 10 minutes was too much for him , but he had hold it. He had thought he would wet himself in the bus but he had somehow managed to cover a major portion of the journey without letting anything out ,except a leak. Duke knew he could do it, he just could not let himself loose control after coming so far. As the bus pulled over at his stop, Duke quickly stood up from his seat to climb out, sending waves of urine crashing against the walls of his bladder. He was now just a two minute walk away from the toilets at his home. He stepped out of the bus , grabbed his crotch with all his might and walked with rigid steps. He crossed the road without caring about the heavy traffic , he didn’t have much time left time in his hands. Making it to the lobby of his apartment building, Duke prepared himself to climb the stairs to reach his place on the third floor. Duke had always been the one to enthusiastically climb the stairs ,sighting that it was good for their health , when his father would complain about not having an elevator in their building. But today he wished there was an elevator to take him home quicker so he could get to pee as soon as possible. He held the wall for support as he climbed the stairs with staggering steps. The strain it caused his bladder was unbearable but he willed himself to hold on. Duke was so was glad that he was going to make it. He was so sure that he would wet himself in the bus but he was able to suppress his need, he had won. He made it to his floor somehow, his pee right on the edge of shooting out uncontrollably. He didn’t dare remove his hand from his crotch, even the slightest relaxation at this point would have caused him to loose control. Duke pressed the doorbell, expecting his mom to open the door. It was then that he recalled that the door bell was broken. He quickly slid a hand into his pocket and retrieved his phone to dial his mom’s number. “Pick up…pick up… mom …where are you?!” he breathed, gulping a lump in his throat as he continued to slightly bounce on his bent knees. Kathy didn’t pick up.He tried again. His face frowned as another call went by unanswered. He was so close to the toilets and the relief he so desperately wanted but his mom wasn’t opening the door! Duke banged the door in desperation, leaning on to it , he had to pee so much. “Mom! Please open the door!” he wailed. In one last ditch effort he called her again, hoping she would reply and this time, she did. “Hey honey where are you? “ she asked. “Mom! Open the door quick! Please! I have to go to the bathroom!” Duke cried out , his hand shaking as he held the phone to his ear. Kathy was shaken when she heard this. In one quick motion she hung up the call , threw her phone on the bed and ran to open the door. Her son wanted to go the bathroom so badly and it was because of her that he was still standing out. She cursed herself for not being more attentive . She knew the door bell was broken , she shouldn’t have kept her phone on silent. She paced across the hall ,reaching the door and unlocking it the instant she got there, to find Duke standing out ,withering in desperation. She noticed the big wet patch on his crotch. He had been involuntarily letting out small spurts of pee into his underwear while he was waiting for her to unlock the door. Her eyes widened, “I am so sorry honey…” she sighed as Duke rushed past her. He didn’t have any time to listen to his mother ,he had to pee, RIGHT NOW! Duke hobbled across the hall ,grabbing his crotch. He could see the toilets, he was just a few feet away! But the pressure in his bladder had grown too much by then and his deliriously tired body completely gave out. He froze as a hot torrent of urine started soaking his pants and running down his trembling legs. Duke tried to stop the flow but his body refused to obey. He was having an accident. “Oh no….” Kathy sighed as she saw a puddle beneath her son’s feet. As he heard these words from his mother, tears rolled down Duke’s eyes. Kathy knew it was her fault. She knew Duke could have made it to the toilets if she would’ve opened the door even seconds earlier. She felt so guilty, she almost felt like hitting herself. Duke broke into gasping sobs as pee continued to rush out of him. He felt so embarrassed to feel so much urine coming out of him, while he stood in front of his mother. He had fought such a rigorous battle against his need and lost. Kathy covered her mouth in horror as she saw Duke’s puddle expand at an astounding rate. She didn’t want to think about how long he must have been holding it to have an accident so big. After almost three minutes , his stream of pee finally slowed down. He had soaked every inch of his pants below his crotch. Humiliated at his accident, Duke ran and locked himself inside his room, leaving wet foot prints behind. He removed his wet pants to find that his underwear was completely drenched. His tucked in shirt had also absorbed a considerable amount of his urine, he felt so ashamed of himself. He went for a shower , but even all that water wasn’t enough to wash off his disgust. He cried as water poured down his face. Kathy was shocked at the enormous pool of pee that Duke had left on the floor. She couldn’t believe that her son was holding so much. She broke down on the couch behind her, shocked at what she had just witnessed. But she gathered herself quickly , she knew she had to talk to him. It took her a while to clean the floor before she knocked on Duke’s door. “Honey.. can I come in?” Kathy said. Duke opened the door and climbed back on his bed. Kathy noticed that he had changed his clothes. “Are you okay sweetie?” she asked in light tone, holding his knee. “Ya…” he answered looking down to his lap. “I am sorry honey. I know it was my fault…” she said. “It’s okay.. “ he responded , his voice still heavy. Kathy looked at his dull face and asked rather cautiously, “Aren’t you using the loos at school honey?” She knew this was a delicate question, but Duke’s massive accident was really making her worried. “I do whenever I get a chance, but today I couldn’t..” he replied. He broke down in tears as he spoke, there was no confidence left in him. All he wanted to do was hide at some place where no one could find him. He didn’t want to face anyone, not even his mom. “Calm down baby…just breath….” she said, rubbing Duke’s back, “Do you wanna have lunch? I made your favorite…” she smiled, trying to cheer him up. “No…” he answered, tears still rolling down his cheeks. He just couldn’t stop crying. Kathy made sure she sat by his side till he felt any better. She left when he stopped sobbing , she somehow knew he had to sleep. Later that night when Peter came back home from the office, Kathy took him to the kitchen. The frowned look on his wife’s face made him anxious,”What’s the matter is everything okay?” he asked. “Duke wet himself today after he came back from school…” Kathy said “…he was standing out calling on my cell phone and I didn’t see it , he had to pee so badly…he kept calling and by the time I noticed and opened the door , it was too late . He had a huge accident all over the floor…it’s all my fault” she said looking away. Peter was relieved to know nothing drastic had happened in his absence. He held Kathy by her shoulder and said, “It wasn’t your fault honey…it’s okay.” “There was so much urine, I didn’t want to see him like that…” she said, she felt so disturbed. “It’s okay darling… where is he? Is he sleeping?” Peter asked. “Yes maybe, he hasn’t come out since then…” she replied. Duke heard a knock on his door, “May I come in?” Peter asked as he opened it slightly. Duke knew what his father had come to talk about. “Hey champ! Wanna go, catch a movie?” he asked. He didn’t refer to anything what Kathy had told him about, he didn’t want to make the young guy feel any more embarrassed. “No dad I’m fine..” Although Duke initially refused, he eventually gave into his father’s repeated mocking and the three of them went to watch a movie that night. During their entire outing, Duke couldn’t help but think of the accident he had earlier that day. He felt so shaken from within but he knew he had to move on. It took him a while to forget about the incident but it only strengthened him as an individual. From then on he made sure not to drink too much water at school. There were certain instances where he felt desperate to pee but was able to make to a toilet before the matters took a turn for the worse. And as far as dreams are concerned, he did become a Quantum Physicist.
  5. Rvlis

    malefemale Omovember Day 26

    From the album: Furry Omorashi

    26. Peeing on the floor With the potty out, our lil friend's had to downgrade a little bit; At least it's not his pants this time~
  6. Rvlis

    malefemale Omovember Day 12

    From the album: Furry Omorashi

    Day 12: Wetting a Diaper It might not be the potty, but at least he doesn't need to go anymore~
  7. Meowth

    Live Action Omorashi

    I've noticed a lot of threads about people holding it, and then posting what is happening to them as time passes. I've decided to consolidate this into a single thread in order to keep the board from getting cluttered. I will keep this short and sweet. Basically, if you're holding it right now and you want an audience, go ahead and post in this thread. Mention things such as your level of desperation and provide as many details as you can. While I would prefer all live action stuff to go in this thread, that doesn't mean you are obligated to do it. If you would rather, you could always hold it, do what needs to be done, and then post a separate thread about what happened. This is subject to change as questions and problems arise.
  8. I personally love the month of October and although later than I wanted to I’ve started to play the rotation of horror games I like to play each year. I chose to start this with one of the best horror games ever made, Alien Isolation- but inspired by a post I read the other day about a holding challenge I decided to modify it to better suit my experience. Before starting the hold proper I tried to empty my bladder as much as possible (although it wasn’t too effective) and drink a cup of coffee- now I don’t like taking cups into my room so I sat in the living room watching a show on my phone for half an hour. I finished the coffee quickly so I had to wait out the rest of the show before I left. Next I took an empty smartwater bottle I had (a decently sized water bottle brand) and filled it up. I decided to be careful and grab some kitchen roll when I was down there before heading upstairs. Clothes wise I decided on a glow in the dark T-shirt and two pairs of jogger bottoms with the kitchen roll folded over and put right against my crotch to minimise any damage that may happen. I started the game and was already starting to fill up (4/10 ish)- thankful the coffee was actually doing it’s job for once. During the opening cutscene I had a fairly big drink from the bottle but it wasn’t reflected in how much was left. Basically id take a drink during cutscenes, load screens or if the game lagged (for some reason it was doing this a lot today) the first objective after gaining control of the character is to get dressed- the locker you need to use is right beside the toilet and shower so completely for immersion sake- I used the shower for a minute. It was funny but didn’t do much to anything- skip ahead 10 minutes or so and I’m actually on the ship doing the spooky bits- few jump scares here and there with fire, lights flickering- the usual. I’m slowly working my way through like the water is, taking a sip every minute or two because of how poorly it’s running until I get to the first big ingame roadblock- a sealed door you need a tool for, I remember getting stuck at this bit the first time I played and it happened again- I spent at least five minutes walking about trying to progress before finding the generator I needed. I’m at most a 7/10 now but I’ve put the pillow I was sitting on between my legs to press into my crotch, I’m squirming a bit by now. As you leave the room with the generator in it the light above you explodes and that made me jump a bit and I could feel myself twitch a bit, but I held strong, got the tool I needed and was thrown into the next cutscene in no time. This cutscene leads into the worst bit of the game as a player and as someone in my situation, you’re lead by someone about the place to “guide you to safety” ie exposit info and tutorialise you... at a fixed speed... while the game is lagging. What should be like 10 maybe 15 minutes took like 20. By the time I was through that section with him I was at a 9/10 and couldn’t stop fidgeting or rubbing myself. After parting ways with him and having the titular alien make a brief appearance you’re to run for a trolly to the hub, but like with everything in this game it’s intentionally slowed for fear and immersion. While I know nothings going to happen since I’ve played it before waiting for the minute or so it takes the trolly to arrive on the verge of pissing myself while music designed to be scary plays makes holding even worse. By this point since I had planned to play a lot longer than I had the bottle wasn’t even half empty- so I made it my goal that I had to finish the bottle before I could leave. The loading screen gave me ample opportunity to down it but it still wasn’t empty- I was going to reach the next save point (luckily close by) down the drink then go to the toilet which I did... but that would have been too easy for me. Instead of just letting go, I decided to take off the joggers I was going to wear later and sit on the toilet with the inner layer on and watch a video- I picked the first one that came up in YouTube, 14 minutes. About 4-5 minutes in I realised the chances of me making it through dry were next to zero so I took off the joggers and put the kitchen roll on the toilet seat- since I was so hard at the time I couldn’t have my penis pointed in the toilet so I rested it on the kitchen roll. I had about five minutes left on the video and I could see myself twitching slightly, with about 3 minutes left a tiny dribble comes out onto the paper. A few seconds later another one comes, this kept happening and I was starting to worry it would seep through so I put a bit of toilet paper onto it as well just as I started spitting harder. After the first one I press onto my bladder and it’s hard and sends a shiver of pleasure through my body as two big spirts come out. Knowing this was it I leaned forward so I’d be peeing into the toilet just as the main part of the video ended and the torrent started- it came in bursts and was steadily happening for about a minute- I started typing this up as occasional spirts we’re still coming but even as I finish this my bladder has started to fill again
  9. FlowerMouse

    Roadtrip in Space

    This was written in 2 hours late at night (it's past midnight when I'm writing this) so don't judge me ;-; Also the formatting is weird because I copy-pasted it bc typing things in a forum box is nasty Ethan chugged the last drop of soda, as he threw the plastic bottle behind him, hitting the three other bottled he had already drank. He was aboard his friend's space ship, traveling at near-light speed, and was really, really bored. "Want the last of my chips?" May asked, who was sitting next to him, equally bored. Ethan shook his head, looking wistfully into the starry sky, dashing behind him. "No? Well, sucks for you then, 'cause these are really good chips," she quipped. She dug her blue hands into the bag, scraping out the dregs. The small, crushed bits popped into her aquamarine mouth gracefully. She moved her bubblegum pink hair out of the bag. It was only when she tossed the plastic into a compartment behind her that she noticed her friend's mood. "Space is like a bag of potato chips," she explained, "Once you've eaten one, you've eaten them all." Ethan turned around to make a confused face at the alien. She barked in laugher, then tried to explain her advice. After a few minutes of puzzling back and forth comments, they got nowhere, and moved on. "I wasn't even thinking about space. I was thinking about how small of a chance that I got to be friends with an alien. You had to land in Kentucky, be in my city, and be zoned in my school for us to meet. Do you realize how small of a chance that was?" "Nope. My single-celled brain cannot comprehend such numbers. However, I'm sure the computer can!" She barked a few orders at the computer. "Fifty percent." "Are you sure?" Ethan asked. "Yep." He continued, "Well, that just made my whole rant useless." The two laughed, as Ethan grabbed a water bottle. He took a swig, then sat it down at his feet. After a moment, he crossed his legs. "Hey, uh, I suppose you don't have a bathroom in here, with your ship being one room and all that," Ethan commented. May's eyes shot open. "Oh, yeah," she muttered guiltily, "I forgot about your waste products..." With a hint of irritation in his voice, he remarked, "How long have you been living among humans?" "Erm... Two years?" Ethan sighed, discontented, as he stared into space. He asked, "How long until we get there?" "Let's see... Three hours!" He made a confident noise, which could be described as a 'pssshh'. "I can hold it," he stated, feeling optimistic. However, after half an hour, he was wiggling in his seat. Worrisome signals danced up his spine. He crossed and uncrossed his legs. "Okay, fine. I have to pee," he admitted, embarrased. "Called it!" she quipped. Ethan's light skin turned a moderate pink. May jeered, "Aww, look! You're blushing! I wish I could do that." His skin took on a bright red. He resisted grabbing himself, but a sudden surge made his hands panic. His hands tried not to apply pressure to his swollen bladder, but sitting down, it was difficult not to. A small whine escaped his lips, making his face even redder. She was overtaken by how weirdly adorable he was in this state. However, she recognized that he wasn't going to admit defeat, even at his his limit; which meant disaster for her seats! She grouped around the small space behind her seat. "Here's a bottle," she offered. She shoved the soda bottle to his chest, along with the cap. "Thanks," he mumbled. He shuffled in his seat, pointing his back towards her. His hands grabbed his zipper, when he felt a prickling sensation on his neck. He exclaimed, "Well, don't look at me!" "Oh, yeah! Whoops." She turned around in her seat, drumming her fingers on the chair rest. She couldn't help but stare at his reflection on the window. Ethan was primed and ready to relieve himself; all he needed to do was relax. Relax. Easier said than done. With his friend by his side, he felt oddly exposed. His bladder begged for release, but his human brain sat, apathetic to the organ's needs. The social part of his brain recognised that there was potential for him to be made fun of. His bladder would scream for it to be over, but his brain would not have it. He muttered a curse under his breath. "This is going to sound weird, but," he admitted, "I can't do it." She scooted to face him. "Why not?" she asked, innocently curious. She hoped no malice was in her voice; she didn't want to make him feel bad. Guiltily scratching behind his head, he murmured, "I think it's because your presence, um... Makes me nervous? I don't know it's weird." "I'm your friend! You can trust me." "I know that. It's just..." His face grew embarrased, shameful. He bounced in his seat, as he crossed his legs. His bladder was getting dangerously uncomfortable. "Do you feel romantic attraction?" he asked. She nodded. "Well, um..." he paused for a moment, collecting his thoughts, "I think you get the hint," he murmurred, adding a small laugh at the end. She cocked her head, stating, "What hint?" Ethan sighed, grabbing at his crotch again. He double-crossed his legs, and carefully slipped his hands out. "What I'm trying to say is that you'd be a great girlfriend." "And you'd be a pretty good boyfriend, too!" she stated sweetly. His jaw dropped, and his eyes widened. "Wait, you'd want to go on dates and stuff?" he asked, dumbfounded. Smiling wide, she exclaimed, "Yeah, that'd be great!" "It was that easy?!" he shouted, punching himself in the gut (mentally) for holding his feelings back for a year. Suddenly, a gargantuan shockwave slithered down his spine. He felt his bladder's muscles give way. Pressure that had been building up was now being released like a shaken soda bottle. Stating a slew of curses out loud, he pulled down his pants, and stuck his genitalia inside the bottle. The ship filled with the noise of hot urine blasting the inside of the bottle. He let out his breath in small, satisfied pants, as pressure decreased. May quickly looked away, but before she knew it, her gaze was drawn in. Pleasure traveled through his body, as the bottle quickly began filling up. Before he could fully enjoy his catharsis, however, urine quickly filled to the top. Panicking, he removed his genitalia from the bottle, and screwed on the cap. However, his muscles were too exausted to stop the flow that seemed to continue forever. Piss spilled onto his thighs. He said even more curse words, at a louder volume. May aquired another bottle, but by the time she grabbed it, the damage had already been done. A large, visible stain adorned his pants. Holding up the pee bottle triumphantly, with an embarrased grin, he stated, "Mission almost accomplished." The two's laugher echoed in the small spaceship. He sent the pee bottle into outer space, as May searched her storage boxes for clothes. She was overjoyed when she found some pants. She was extra pleased, as he allowed her to watch him take off his clothes. After hours of some chatting and boredom, they reached their destination; May's home planet. "I needed to visit my parents anyway," she remarked. They traveled through the planet's thick atmosphere, bashing into clouds. She zeroed in onto a continent. He watched the spectacle of going from seeing a whole planet to seeing little dots of buildings scattering the landscape. However, the closer they got to the surface, the more off it seemed. Fire spread in the distance, while the land looked rugged. May's face was plastered in a mix of horror and shock. Finally, as they landed on the surface, they realized the situation. Destroyed houses covered the land. "This was my mother's house," she whimpered, pointing to a structure. The only thing left was steel wires poking out of the ground, with concrete rubble scattered around the perimeter. "Well, this can't be good," Ethan muttered.
  10. nc_dude

    Male Jeans wetting

    Was bored and horny and full bladdered. Seemed like a fun idea. FAE358ED-FA30-454D-A1CC-7645DD7056E6.mp4
  11. Bladderbabe

    A little tied up

    Hey guys! So this is just gonna be a little story based loosely on a social experiment i saw. Also, don’t worry, I’m still writing Welcome To The Mansion! Just a little slowly... or very slowly. Anyway, enjoy! ————————————————— A chair, a dark room, ropes, and a table. I seat myself, and quickly a taller man in a mask walks in to tie me down. My feet are tied apart, one on each leg of the chair. The man took my arms roughly and tied them, crossed, behind me. I hear his footsteps tap tap away, and the door shut. Another person came in, a woman this time. She was petite, and dressed in normal clothes. She had on a fancy burlesque mask, covering her eyes with feathers and jewels. I wonder how much she is getting paid. She’s carrying a big blue tub with a lid on it. She’s struggling a little. It must be heavy. She drops it with a thud next to the table, and pulls a black silk fabric out of her back pocket. She covers my eyes with it, tying it tightly behind my head. It’s still warm. With my eyesight gone, my other senses come to life. I hear her open the lid to the tub, and start to pull stuff out. First, there’s a sound of glass clanking together. She sets them on the table, then pulls out something heavy. It lands with a bang on the table. Then, a metallic noise, like coins clinking together in someone’s pocket. The rest is quiet. I can only imagine what else she puts on the table. Leather whips, wooden paddles, chocolate sauce, whip cream. I hear her lift the now empty tub and walk towards the door. Before she opens it, though, she whispers, “Good luck.” The door shuts. After about ten minutes of anxious silence, the door opens again. The footsteps are light, like a woman’s. I hear her circle around me, taking in the sight. She walks back to the table and picks up something. She opens and shuts them, emanating a metallic noise as they rub together. Scissors. She steps closer. She grabs the bottom of my shirt and starts to cut upwards. She stops at my neck, pushing the sharp end into my chin. I lift my head and shiver. She starts to cut down my sleeves and eventually pulls my shirt off, leaving it on the ground. She turns around and grabs something off the table, setting down the scissors. I shiver as a cold liquid drips down my chest. I arch my back. I wonder what it is. Tabasco? Water? When her tongue hits my stomach, she lets out a small mmm... I assume it’s caramel, or chocolate sauce. I hope so. She licks up my chest, pausing at my nipples, licking them gently. She then stops at my collarbones, and then my neck. She bites down and I flinch. She starts suckling and biting, and I moan. I can’t imagine what I’ll look like at the end. She pulls off after a minute, and kisses me sharply, desperately. Our tongues fight inside each other’s mouths. It was caramel sauce. DING She groans and pulls away, biting my lip as she goes. She walks away, and I hear the door shut. I lick my lips. Nine to go.
  12. DarthBane93

    Upside down wetting

    So I figured since I was already wet, laundry can wait till tomorrow and I just have fun all night and when I wake up right? With any luck warm wet dreams Untitled.mov
  13. PrincessPeeach

    Wet grey.......

    panties, or underwear, or boxers, or boxer briefs.......or whatever really if it’s wet, and grey, post it here! (spinoff of the other thread about wet grey panties...thought it would be cool to have a thread where everyone can share a pic, of all different wet grey wear) I’ll start us off, wet grey leggings
  14. NaughtyNoid

    ABDL Scene in Aladdin The Series

    Here's an ABDL scene that I noticed from Aladdin with Iago as the prey and Genie as the predator: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JozwEBzYIMw Starts at 6:52 Ever since I saw this scene I have been fantasizing about the roles being reversed, with Genie as the prey. In fact, I would love to see art or even fanfics of that~
  15. It has been a cold but not a snowy winter where I live. My winter joy of wetting my snowbibs has not happened often. We did get a small snowstorm the other day and I leaped at the chance to get outside. The snow was only supposed to last a short time before it changed to rain so I had to move fast. I slid on my nylon snowbibs and ski jacket and headed out with a very full bladder. It was great being outside listening to my nylon snowbibs swishing as I moved around clearing the snow. That sound always gets me excited. As I worked at clearing the snow my bladder kept reminding me how full it was. As I shoveled any large amount I kept squirting warm piss into my snowbibs. Slowly those squirts traveled from just my crotch down my legs. Needless to say it felt fantastic. I did my best to keep holding on until I was done with my work. I did a fairly good job. I put away my shovel and went back out to check my work. My bladder was still calling for relief so as I walked around I just let go and completely soaked my snowbibs and down to my socks and boots. Just as I stopped pissing I heard my neighbor call out to me. I quickly checked myself and went over to chat. We talked for about 10 minutes then I left to go inside. I took off my jacket first then bent over to take my boots off. That is when I realized with all the piss I had released, some had leaked out. I froze thinking maybe my neighbor saw my wetness. He said nothing so maybe I got season with it?
  16. KayLeigh

    The Bulge Diary

    Okay guys, here's my thread :D I know that a lot of people want to see more bulges, myself included, so here's a thread for exactly that. I'll try and upload my own photos once or twice a week, in different outfits and the like :) Also, everyone is welcome, male, female, anyone :) (Even cats, Rini) Rules of this thread; Feel free to post your own bulges; the more the merrier! However, please refrain from uploading photos you've found on the internet. I'm trying to encourage participation from the members on the site, so yeah. Anyway, to start our ball rolling, here's a photo I took a few days ago. Please enjoy my thread! xo Kay
  17. Jarvis Langley

    malefemale Jerry Omo

  18. just a little drawing exercise, don't know if I'll post more
  19. DarthBane93

    Omo Flow

    Felt like being naughty. Normally think shower pees are a tad more boring but too lazy to do laundry lol. Nothing beats that blissful warmth. Video-2.mov
  20. Hi everyone, I decided to try myself in creating an interactive story, so here I am. I think it's important to tell that English is not my first language, so feel free to draw my attention to my errors. So first of all I would like to present the situation: I would like to write this story with two main characters (a male and a female) and I would like to ask you guys to decide what should they do. I would like to involve both male and female desperation. I would like to write this in a modern (university) setting, but you will be able to choose the characters. :) Female Characters: Name: Diana Age: 19 Appearance: short girl with long curly brown hair, glasses Personality: shy but kind Hobbies: reading, studying (and she really wants to find Prince Charming) Work/school: she is studying literature at the university Name: Natalye Age: 22 Appearance: tall, sporty, short black hair Personality: outgoing and honest Hobbies: running, yoga, walking with her dog Work/school: she works at the university as a secretary Name: Jane Age: 26 Appearance: curvy, average height, long blonde hair Personality: talkative and outgoing Hobbies: learning French, planning her future travels Work/school: she is a phd student at the university, so she has to teach and study at the same time Male Characters: Name: Josh Age: 18 Appearance: tall and thin, short blonde hair Personality: cheerful and curious about everything Hobbies: writing stories (and keeping this as a secret) Work/school: he is studying literature at the university Name: Ben Age: 24 Appearance: muscular, messy black hair, charming smile Personality: everyone thinks that he is a bad boy type but he is an emotional and caring person Hobbies: playing online games, watching series with friends Work/school: he works at a café at the university campus Name: Phil Age: 29 Appearance: medium height and weight, long brown hair, glasses Personality: he was a loser when he was a student and now as a teacher he tries to be cool (he doesn't always succeeds...) Hobbies: hobbies? oh, no, he doesn't have time after preparing for his lessons (but he likes theatre and Shakespeare plays) Work/school: he just got a job at the university as a teacher So please choose a male and a female character from the list, and after that we can start the story. Thank you! :)
  21. There's no dramatic story to accompany this I'm afraid, just a bog standard case of I needed a piss and my pants needed a wash anyway, so I figured it'd be rude not to take advantage of the situation... Turns out the video made a cracking little gif, so thought I'd share.
  22. ~Kitty Nikki~

    Live Action Messing

    Hello! Welcome to live action messing, where you can tell your current poop desperation and messing experience here! I decided that since there's a live action Omorashi thread, why not have a live action soiling thread as well? Lol Hope you all enjoy your time here!
  23. I’m not sure if we can post messing stories here but i know there are people interested in poop accidents as well. This is the story of my only real poop accident past my childhood age and it was mortifying for me. I was 12 years old but I remember it very clearly. My parents, my sister and me were visiting four of our relatives and we were all walking in the city. We got to a playground which me and my sister played on and the grown-ups were all standing around and talking to one another. I noticed I really had to poop but I kept ignoring my need and continued playing. I realized I couldn’t make it much longer but I was still too shy to walk up to all the grown-ups and tell them I had to go the bathroom now. And I wanted to let them talk, I didn’t want to disturb their conversation. Suddenly I slowly felt poop coming out and I really couldn’t hold on anymore so some poop made its way into my pants. And since there was already poop in my pants and I knew I couldn’t hide it anyway I decided to push everything out into my pants. I involuntarily peed a bit while doing it too. It felt really good to be finally able to go after having to hold on so long. I really went alot, my pants were totally full when I was done. After this act, I started blushing when I realized that now I had to own up and tell my parents. I decided to just tell them to just get it over with, since they would find out anyway. I awkwardly waddled towards the group and they noticed what I did before I even said anything. My mom asked me „Did you poop your pants“ and I just nodded. She got kind of annoyed and asked me: „Why didn’t you tell us you had to go?“ Her being disappointed about it made me upset too and I started stammering and said „I didn’t really notice I had to go that badly. I didn’t mean to…“ and I suddenly started crying. Her seeing me cry probably triggered her motherly instinct and she gave me a hug and whispered into my ear: „It’s ok. I understand. Let’s go find a place where you can clean up.“ My younger sister thought it was really funny that I pooped my pants and laughed at me but my dad and my relatives saw I was very upset so they didn’t comment anything negatively. My mom took my hand and we started looking for places with public toilets for me. She asked a few stores but they didn’t end up having public toilets. So I ended up having to walk 20 minutes through the city with full pants. My walk was very awkward and many people noticed me along the way. I cried all the way even though everyone was trying their best to comfort me to make me stop crying. We finally got to a Italian restaurant that let us use their bathroom. What sucks is that the waiter also noticed what I did and also asked me directly „Did you poop your pants?“ just like my mom asked me. I didn’t reply but hearing his remark made me cry again. My mom escorted me to the bathroom but I went into a stall on my own and tried to dump my poop from my pants into the toilet. After 20 minutes I still wasn’t done cleaning up but my parents called me and told me we wanted to leave. My underwear was a complete mess but I wasn’t sure if I should throw it away or not so I just put on my soiled underwear and pants, zipped up my zipper and left the bathroom. My pants were stained and there was a brown spot on the back of my pants so literally could have seen what I did. Luckily my parents accepted to take me home instead of continuing to walk through the city with my relatives. But I still had to walk all the way back. When we made it to our family car (My relatives went home in their own car) I was very quiet the entire ride. I remember my sister complaining about the smell and we had to open the car windows. When I finally got home, I took off my clothes and washed them and I took a bath which finally calmed me down a bit. But when it was time to sleep I got sad again and asked my parents if I could sleep in their bed with them that night and they let me. When I was lying in bed with them they reassured me again that it was ok to have an accident and that I shouldn’t beat myself up over it. I apologized to them for ruining the evening but they comforted me and told me I didn’t ruin it and that we wanted to leave anyway. After a lot of comforting I managed to finally sleep. The next day I already felt somewhat better. But what also sucked is that in the next couple days my parents made sure to often keep asking me if I had to use the bathroom and I hated that they had to keep asking this because it embarrassed me and made me feel like a toddler. But I understand why they did it. They weren’t trying to embarrass me, they were just trying to prevent another accident. And after all I really did have an accident that night, so I really couldn’t complain. So this is my memory, fellow omo-lovers. It is a 100% real story, and it was my only real poop accident after I grew out of having daytime accidents as a small child. That’s why I remember it so clearly. But now, many years later, I don’t feel bad about this experience anymore. I think no one really judged me for it so it was fine afterwards. At the time I felt helpless and miserable but now looking back at it I think it’s kinda cute that it happened.
  24. sleeping_cat01

    malefemale MineLeak

    Long time no see, it seems. I really haven't had many chances to wet lately, but today was different. With the house to myself and no classes today, I could finally try something new: fear wetting. From what I've previously shared here, you know my plans never work out the way I imagine they would. This time my plan was to play Minecraft and get scared enough to at least leak. Not the easiest thing to pull off (especially when playing a super-chill game like Minecraft), but the payoff would be great. Would be. So, at 12 o'clock sharp, I finally got started on my precise plans. I knew I might need to do some clean-up afterwards, which meant about 2-3 hours of precious holding time at most. For me that means I'll need a bit of help to actually need to go bad enough to reliably leak out of fear. I wasted no time laying some towels on my chair to protect it, and soon started pondering the drinks available whilst changing into old, black sweatpants. Excited, I began inspecting the cupboards in the kitchen... only to discover a serious tea-shortage. Well, coffee it is then, I thought. Now, I am definitely not a die-hard coffee-fan, quite the opposite actually, but what choice did I have? So I brewed the strongest coffee I've ever brewed. With that taken care of, I headed back upstairs to my room and booted up the game. It's 12:15 when I spawn in the brand new, uninteresting, average Minecraft world. You know how it goes. Punch tree, craft pickaxe, mine, all of that boring new world stuff. I finished the first mug of coffee before the first night. Nice. I kept mining, and strangely the only mob I encountered within the first hour of playing was a lone wolf in the distance. Nothing even remotely scary was happening, and I had soon downed two mugs of coffee. At this point I started feeling the effects of caffeine, not as pressure in my abdomen, sadly, but my hands were shaking slightly. Still, I was hyped up about the idea of fear wetting. Sipping on the third mug of coffee, around 13:20, I felt the first bit of pressure in my bladder, finally. Thanks to the three mugs of strong coffee, my bladder began complaining pretty soon after the first signal of need. At around 13:45 the first real wave hit me. Strangely, I still hadn't seen a single hostile mob, cave, ravine, mineshaft, dungeon or anything dangerous. Sure, Minecraft worlds can generate like that, but this was working against my plans. After all, how can I get scared when there's nothing to be scared of? Soon after, I found a completely underground ravine, so my excitement began to build again. Maybe something would startle me. I started exploring the edges of the ravine. Out of nowhere, I got shot, and fell off the one-block ledge I was walking on. Come on, two skeletons in the water are shooting at me? That's not scary. Exploring the ravine, nothing else happened, really. I found some ores and headed back to the surface. At 14:05 I feel a familiar build-up of pressure. It's the first warning from my bladder. I'd better get surprised by a creeper or something soon. The wave quickly subsides. Another wave of pressure begins to form, but passes within seconds. I don't have much more time left. My bladder begins teasing me, threatening with leaks but not actually pushing anything out. I can feel my legs vibrating ever so slightly as my caffeine-high makes every muscle movement sharper and keeps my whole body tense. I can't focus on the game anymore, instead opting to shove my left hand to my crotch and occasionally shifting in my chair. I keep glancing at the bottom-right corner of the screen to check the time. 14:15, 14:16, 14:17. Then, I feel pressure building up behind my eyes, forehead and nose. The tiniest bit of liquid exits my bladder. The waves keep coming and I pause the game. It's 14:25, and it's coming out. I'm losing control! The pressure intensifies, and i feel my rock-hard bladder contract. Accompanied by a sharp exhale, a small spurt dampens my underwear and makes the tiniest spot on my pants, but the pressure keeps building. Seconds later, the wet spot grows to the size of a tennis ball. After the third dribble, the pressure begins to fade. I get up and start pacing to the bathroom, quickly throw my clothes on the floor, hop in the shower and push. A faint hiss, leading to loud splattering on the tiled floor and the smell of coffee fill my senses. Heaven. Shower on. Wash. Dry with a towel. I'm all clean again. But before I put my clothes in the washing machine I had to document the results. It turns out my hands were still shaking quite a bit, so quality is not the best. So yeah, the plan didn't work out, but I had fun anyway.
  25. As I have mentioned in earlier posts, I have experimented with wetting myself during weekends when my wife was traveling alone. (She knows about my pee fetish in general, but not about my appreciation of wetting). The first time I did it, I stepped into the bathtub in different clothes and took a few simple cell phone clips and pictures while doing so. (Find some of them here!). Another weekend when I was on my own, it got a little more sophisticated. I prepared a spot in our bathroom and used my DSLR with a tripod. The first attempt was wetting a pair of jeans - I posted a few pictures here. But there has been a second attempt during that particular weekend and while I was reluctant to mention it at first (mostly because it includes explicit pictures which I will hide under a spoiler tag), I felt it was about time to share it now. Be warned: it includes naked male genitals and masturbation. I remember it was one of those hot days during past summer's heat wave. After wetting the jeans (mentioned earlier), I got into the shower, shaved my manhood clean and changed into fresh clothes. I knew I would wet again and this time I wanted to act out a fantasy that had already crossed my mind while I was still letting go into that jeans two hours ago. I put on light beige summer pants, made of some thin fabric, and a white shirt that I usually wear to work. I hoped that my clothes would become see-through once they were wet. And I used some stage props – I fetched a rattan chair from our living room (because I wanted to try peeing while sitting) and a bucket from the broom cupboard. The camera was still set up from the last video, so all I had to do was refill my bladder – even though it had already started to fill itself again. I'm an avid tea drinker and it didn't take me long to consume about 2 more liters. So long story short, I'm not too good when it comes to holding and after about 45 more minutes I became rather uncomfortable. My bladder was really starting to pinch and hurt and I decided it was to time to go! I turned on the camera, sat down on the chair, crossed my legs and wiggled a bit. There was no holding back now – it's not that I couldn't have held it for another hour if my life depended on it, but I just wanted to let it out and enjoy the sensation. I tried to relax and... suddenly there was that familiar barrier again. That mental barrier that tells you: "You're a grown-up man trying to piss yourself fully clothed while being recorded by a camera. And you like it, you even got a bit of a boner!" Well, you gotta shake off your upbringing and overcome that barrier I guess. It took me a while to release, but then I felt the first wave slowly creep up my urethra, traverse my penis and finally spurt into my panties. It seemed more difficult sitting down. I took a deep breath, pushed some more – and finally got to the point where the first larger spurt flowed out freely and a wet patch spread on my pants. I stopped and enjoyed the sensation of warmth and wetness. Then I got up and released more pee. I wanted to feel the warm liquid run down my legs and recolor the light fabric of my clothes. Actually it did get a bit transparent even though you can't see it in the pictures – but I still think the wetness is pretty noticeable. I could've emptied my bladder standing there and for a moment I was tempted to do so, but I had other things in mind. I pulled down the pants and touched my cute wet "heart pattern" undies – they were sopping! I allowed myself to let another squirt out, but then had to control myself again for the things to come. WARNING: The more explicit part starts here. I put the pictures into spoiler tags, they show me peeing naked and masturbating. I pulled down my panties and sat down again. I grabbed my dick, aimed towards my upper body, leaned back into the chair and pushed my bladder muscles hard. Initially it was just a small dribble, but then I managed to increase the pressure and the first shot of hot pee hit my shirt. I enjoyed the nastyness of me peeing on my own body and watched the shirt slowly getting a kind of yellow-ish transparency. I would've loved to get my shirt all soggy, but I realized that peeing "full force" while sitting down wasn't the easiest thing to do. So I got up again, my bladder still pretty loaded and waiting to be unleashed. I grabbed the bucket and started to fill it with my urine. Now I pushed as hard as I could and pee was finally coming out with high pressure. Despite that, finishing took me what seemed like ages. Whenever I thought I was done, I pushed my bladder muscles one more time just to make sure - and another stream of urine splashed into the bucket. But finally it ceased and I was empty – well, there was no more pee inside at least. But all that wetting, pissing on myself and hearing the piss hit the plastic of the bucket had made me pretty horny. My hands were wet from the pee spraying around, my dick was wet from the wet hands holding it. A discreet smell of pee was in the air, coming from the bucket. I was erect and I couldn't help but begin to stroke my penis, still holding the bucket with the other hand. Well, what do you expect... it probably took me less then a minute before I ejaculated. (I have it on video, so I might check later). The final seconds were sweetened by the sound of several shots of semen splashing into the pee filled bucket. And don't click on the next spoiler tag unless you really really want to see this... That was probably my naughtiest "home alone" experience so far, I even enjoyed the cleanup afterwards. Talking about it still makes my heart race a bit. And I still got that video clip that I watch from time to time – it's weird to jerk off while watching yourself jerk off, but I assume it's mostly the memory that works.