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  1. 284 downloads

    Had to pee, didn't want to get up yet... ended up soaking my white briefs before going for a swim 😇
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  2. Just a quick little thing i wanted to record for a special friend I've been chatting with, sorry for the bad angle with my belly and my hands getting in the way, first time lol 20240314_215714.mp4
  3. 283 downloads

    Last year I peed in my blue Arena speedo whilst I was in a public swiming pool. My pee came out of the speedo and flowed in the pool water. The water was colorated very yellow and my pee made the pool water dirty. I pressed my full bladder out in the speedo. It was about 5 decilitre of pee.
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  4. View File Held on until I exploded 😆 Hii, this 13min video is from my last holding marathon (10-15 hours, holding my morning pee) . I tried fighting as best as I could but couldn't handle the spasms in the end, ended up making a mess. Warning: Dirty feet/soles (sorry, walking barefoot outside isn't a good idea lol). EDIT: Added a second clip of my third loss of control haha. Submitter Mr.Floof Submitted 03/15/2024 Category Male  
  5. I am looking through ABDL related materials (e.g. photos, videos and some articles). I was wondering how long people have been wearing diapers. I mean, it's almost impossible to wear diapers all the time, but if it turns out that I was wrong, then how long do you wear a diaper without taking it off? {By "don't take off" I mean don't wear anything but diapers, that is, literally means to refuse to wear underpants.} Correct me if I made a mistake somewhere. ( ˙꒳˙ )
  6. Ok, so I think I am a bit overdue for another story to post! I am also recovering from a hangover so bare with me while I type this! sorry for the wall of text as well! So this was years ago in my early 20's. after college but still in the "go out with all my friends from college" days. We had a (male) friend in our friend group that lived like two blocks away from alot of the bars we used to go to, so we would usually start or end our nights there! One night we all go out like we normally do, the plan was to meet up at the bar and then afterword's migrate to his house. I am going to fast forward through the bar part, of course drinking was involved and alot of us had to pee but since it was so close. We all walk back the two blocks from the bar to his house/apartment. And a little bit about how it was set up was you had to go in through the back with the stairs on the outside (think like the fire escapes in new york, but made out of wood and stairs and not ladders) Anyway, we get back, the apartment is locked of course but in our drunken stuber walking back we realized, WE LOST OUR FRIEND (WHO LIVED THERE!) , AND HIS GIRLFRIEND, AND HER FRIEND! so now there is 5 of us (me and another girl plus 3 guys) stuck outside, locked out! and everyone in the group had a full bladder! So one of the guys called him to find out where he was, I am not sure what was said on the phone but he was quite annoyed and said to one of the other guys: "yeah he said he will be here" "do you know how long?" "i dont know man he's hammered and couldn't comprehend that we are stuck outside his place" "moron" so we wait, the three guys are standing at the top of the balcony while me and my (girl) friend sat down on the stairs to talk. but thats when they did the unthinkable and we heard. "I have to fucking pee, im not waiting for him" and they turn around. 3 feet away from us at most and literally start peeing!!! Now I have a feeling that the guys on here wont see a problem with this and the ladies on here are getting angry reading this! because we very much were!!! But my poor poor friend, well she HAD to go bad. As soon as she heard 3 men peeing I saw her eyes start to well up like she was about to cry and she turned herself into a pretzel. She looked at me and asked "do you think its ok to pop a squat" I replied "do you want to??" and how she responded broke my heart because she said "no.." and started to cry a little!! so now I have to go into mom mode, ignore my own bladder to help her out! Lucky for us our drunk friend stumbled back a couple mins later to unlock the apartment for us! now what happened next I couldnt make up if I wanted to! One of the guys who peed near us called out to him and said "about fucking time you showed up I need to pee again!!" This guy was literally going to try to use the bathroom, after peeing outside while we havent gone yet at all!. I still remember to this day that when my friend heard this, that woman shot the most angry look I have ever seen her make in my life to him and when the door was unlocked she RAN past him and into the bathroom. Of course I was right behind her, I wasn't going to let him go again before I get a chance!! The other two ladies that showed up were not far behind either! The rest is not too eventful but we got to hear him complain from the kitchen about how he had to pee while we were in the other room waiting for our turn to go. Probably the only time I/we have ever gotten a man to hold it lol. But anyway, this was probably reading like a ramble so Im happy to clear anything up. but moral of the story. Men, please dont pee outside around us if we cant go. Thank you.
  7. I am home the first time after six weeks where I couldn't wet. So I decided to go all in this time. I want to make a fully clothed wetting outside (losing control) while being on a walk. I'm quite shy so I made some preparations. I will start my walk when it is dark outside and wear my black jeans, underneath I will wear my long underwear made of cottom. These really soak great while the jeans usually don't really show anything - well, at least without that underwear. That will be especially challenging and also exciting because after I am in the dark path where almost no one goes, I will have to go home to my street which is relatively bright and there are always a few people, especially so early in the evening (now it is half past nine pm) I am really nervous that someone would see my accident, especially because I don't know if my jeans might show it when I have my long underwear, or if my shoes would show it. But still I am about to do it. I was on the train before, drinking one litre of water, then in a restaurant, drinking 0,33 litre of cola. Now I am home, four hours later, drank 1,5 litres of Ice tea and 1 litre water more. It is really hot outside so I guess the only reason I am not already bursting is sweating. But now I am about a 7,5 already, quickly rising to 8. I am drinking another litre of water and then go outside. I'm not sure if I will update on the way, I also do this the first time, so I don't really know if anyone is interested in reading this.
  8. 223 downloads

    Support the developers here. The character is NOT a female. This is a Voice / ASMR work. First folder - llustrations Second - Epilogue (1:40) Third - Free talk of the seiyuu (5:17) Fourth - Script Fifth - Main story with or without sfx (20:06)
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  9. At the last hour of daylight, I decided to go outside after I luckily had the good urge at the right time! Concrete floor and everything! Even a lil' bar above to swing on, haha. Enjoy! Vid 20240313 181108889.mp4
  10. This is my first story, so please be nice. I tried to write in a style as if I had this experience which I sadly didn't. "Oh my God, how far to we have to go?" she asked. "To the motorway? About 10 Kilometres, to the next rest area? I hope there is one close after entering the motorway" I replied, while holding my self together. But maybe, let's go back a few steps and let me Tell you how we ended in this situation. I, John, moved to a different city for work after a few weeks I noticed that a school fried of mine, Cassandra, was living in the same city for her university degree. We started writing again after barley seeing us in the last 5 years, since school. We decided to meet up, to hike a bit outside the city and catch up. We had to drive about an hour, but time flew as we were talking about the good old times. We hike through the beautiful valley and up to the castle, in the end we made a little photoshoot and she posed for me and my camera just perfectly. Both us had a bottle of water since it was quite a warm day, but didn't drown the bottles nor did we get any twinge in our bladders. Once we reached my car again, the bottles were empty since half an hour and we started to drink more, not thinking about the consequences. The way back also felt quite short and was a lot of fun, but I started to feel how the water was catching up with me but not to bad. But of course it had to happen, congestion on the motorway, first we saw the red lights, than we slowed down untill FULL-STOP, nothing was moving anymore. I turned of my motor for several minutes we continued to chat and as I made a funny comment, started to laugh. While catching her breath she said "Stop, I'm going to piss myself" Did she mean it for real? I couldn't think about it, the traffic started to roll. We got directed down the motorway onto a bigger Country road. This was a problem, my bladder got fuller and fuller by the minute, it was maybe at a 7/10. 15 KM, multiple red lights and a bit of traffic later.... "I hope we don't need to long for our way back" Cassie said out of nowhere, into the now pretty silent car. Subtle but steadily our conversation came to an and because both of had to take a piss. "Yeah I hope so too, the water I had before our trip wants to leave my body" I said, while my hand went down between my legs. "Same over on my side, should have visited the loo before meeting you" she said this with quite a shameful voice "Wait, when was your last piss? In the morning, that would be hours ago?!!" "It Shure is, I also had a coffee since than and I can feel the pressure, I can't take it for very long" she had her hands infront of her pussy, trying to keep it shut. I on the other hand, where constantly massaging my dick. May pants were still dry, but I was asking myself for how long. Concentrating on the road while keeping the flood back was no easy task. Another red light, I looked over and saw how Cassie was also squirming around in her seat. Not being able to sit still and breathing quite heavily. I didn't want to stare, but it was way to hot, seeing her like this and seeing how her belly was a bit bulged out. This takes us the the beginning of the story... "Oh my God, how far to we have to go?" she asked. "To the motorway? About 10 Kilometres, to the next rest area? I hope there is one close after entering the motorway" I replied, while holding my self together. The plan was, to enter the motorway again after our D-tour on a country-road, big enough for to lanes but to small for rest Areas. No option to pee, I mean, no option to pee without wetting the pants. But I felt like this wasn't to far away, for me the waves came ever minutes hitting the paddles was really hard. My concentration on the road got smaller and smaller, from Cassie I could only hear her moaning. Another red light, another stop, but this time I saw the road leading to the right. It was a Forrest areas, no other car, no people. This was the rescue for both of us, we knew it as soon as we looked in to our eyes. I took the turn, applied the brakes and we jumped out of the car. While holding my self I took some steps around the car, but as I was opening my zipper "no! No no no! This can't be real!" I heard Cassie scream in a high pitch voices. I looked over to her, she was pee dancing like no tomorrow, with her hands in her crotch! "Ahhh I'm nearly pissing myself, my zipper is stuck! HELP me" "But but, I'm also ..." "Please it's about to come out!" I was also close to bursting and wetting but I went over to her. And she was right her zipper was stuck, her shirt was tugged in it. With one hand on my dick to hold back the flood I got down on my knees in front of her. I tried to pull on her zipper and on the jeans itself while she was constantly dancing around and saying stuff light "please hurry, ahh I must keep dry, I'm nearly pissing" While she was jumping from one leg to the other it happened, my hand jammed into her poor bulging bladder. It was to much, one last moan than she stood still and looked down. We both watched her light blue jeans getting drenched in her hot piss of the last hours. A waterfall of piss would be an understatement, it went down her legs leaving dark trails with a loud hiss. All she could do was moaning and letting her head fall back. But there was a second full to the brim bladder, mine. Seeing her pissing, hearing the gushing pee and even feeling it, due to my hand at her zipper, I was also to much for me. Kneeling infront of her, first even with out me noticing, I started to piss myself. Once I realised what was happening, I did nothing because my pants were already wet. So together we formed a big puddle of pee in the next minutes.
  11. Jailor Eckman

    female She Gave Up

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    And this one comes with a story! ~ She had a problem. A big problem. She rocked wildly in her chair with both of her hands buried between her tightly-clenched thighs. Every motion she made caused the plastic seat to squeak against the metal frame, and this had clearly broadcast her predicament to all of her classmates. She'd given up on attempting to listen to the lecture --- instead, her attention was solely fixed upon an increasingly arduous task: not peeing. Were she back at Nitefield, she could have resolved this entire situation with ease --- provided the ladies’ rooms were functional at the time. She'd have just had to leave the class for a moment. Permission wasn't necessary; college-age adults were allowed to come and go as they pleased, though their grades might reflect this depending on the instructor. And, indeed, here was no different. The nearest bathroom, in fact, was right across the hall --- something she was relentlessly reminded of by the occasional flushing of a toilet. Yet she remained seated. At some point, the instructor had started his lesson. She hadn't been paying enough attention to know when. But his start was a good sign. At least time was passing --- albeit very slowly. This reassurance did very little to soothe her agony, though. The guys around her shot glances her way --- sometimes with grins. They were very aware of her problem. And to them, it was a very self-inflicted one. "Quit being so dramatic about this. Quit torturing yourself," she could almost hear them say. Oh how tempting was the thought of finally relenting... But she would continue to hold her water. No matter how badly she needed to relieve herself. She crossed one thigh over the other, though it did nothing to ease her suffering. Nitefield had, in its boundless wisdom, made a very small error. Her major required her to spend two semesters outside of the states as an exchange student. She was happy to do this --- this was an academic excuse to explore some other country, and this aligned precisely with her interest in travel. All was good --- except for that very tiny mistake on the part of her "home" university... Nitefield had sent her to an all male school. And she hadn't even known about it until the faculty here were apologizing profusely upon her arrival. For two whole semesters, she would be surrounded by men. Ok. That would be... interesting. And at least she got a private dorm room and her own bathroom for the trouble. Sure, it might be a bit awkward, but she'd survive. Sweat rolled down her forehead and traced her cheek on its way to her chin. Tears rolled from her eyes. At least that little bit of water would not be crammed into the over-filled pressure-vessel in her lower abdomen. Fuck, did she need to pee. She usually didn't feel this way until the end of the day. But now, she still had two more classes to suffer through before she was free. Tough luck, she supposed... she still wasn't going to use the bathroom. The bathroom. Another flush. It was like cold water pouring down her spine. Hold it. The bathroom was her problem. Seeing that this was an all male school, none of the bathrooms were labeled according to sex. All of the bathrooms were freely available to all of the men --- and one woman, in this odd case... And her classmates had told her as much on numerous occasions: she could use any of the bathrooms, they didn't care... But she did. And the reality was that every single bathroom was functionally a men's room. No girls allowed — except within the one she'd been allowed to use privately next to her dorm. It was her one haven of privacy. And it was there that she could pee. No guy would be there to watch. It got hot between her legs for a moment. She couldn't tell if there had been a leak, and she was too dependent upon her balled-up position to check. Maybe it had been a trick of her mind. Or some weird sensation borne of her insidious desperation. Class was nearly over, and this was very clearly the worst she'd ever needed to pee. She'd gotten so good at holding it over the semester. Not even once had she "caved" and used one of the men's rooms. There were “close calls” — times where she could have sworn that a moment longer would have had her dribbling on the floor. And the guys all around her would mockingly torment her in some misguided attempt to convince her to “suck it up” and just go to the bathroom. Her knuckles whitened as she tugged at the beltline of her shorts. Room. She needed room. Room for her bladder to expand. As the instructor began the conclusion of his lesson, her feet tapped wildly on the floor, and she unbuttoned her shorts. Already. She normally hesitated to pop the button even at the end of the day — and she’d only resorted to it a couple times previously. Now staring down two more unrelenting classes, she was downright terrified that she’d already resorted to this incredibly desperate maneuver. Standing from her seat was indescribably torturous. Seated, she was in agony. Standing, she was in hell. Her bladder greedily devoured what little space she had provided it by undoing her shorts’ button. Yet unsatisfied, it rewarded her with another flash of heat between her legs. And this time, she was certain she had leaked. Not a lot… She would not allow it. But some. It had been entirely involuntary — accompanying some muscular reflex, it just trickled out. Her back remained arched and bent-forward at the hips as she delicately waddled from the classroom. Two more classes. Two long hours at the barest minimum. And she’d already begun to leak. Another flush roared out of the bathroom invitingly. So what if a few guys saw her? She could imagine it… Pushing open the door, ignoring all the dudes, planting herself on one of the toilets, and draining her misery in a thick golden cascade against porcelain. A heavy, hissing jet of urine that could last for over a minute… Ecstasy. Fantasy. She settled gingerly into her seat in the next class. Early as always. Her hands flew to her crotch. At this point, attending class was scarcely more than a formality — there was no question as to where her attention was focused. But no amount of fierceness behind her dire need to urinate would cause her to skip class attendance; she could hold it, after all. Dashing to her far-off toilet and walking in late — all in the name of comfort — was anathema to her very being. Hold it. Hold it. HOLD it. Again, the squeaking of her rocking and the greedy untying and re-tying of her legs into tight knots drew the eyes of all the men around her and — she could have sworn — even an eye-roll from the instructor. So be it. Let them all see how the one girl in the entire college could be the most dedicated person there!... At least, that was the delusion she could use to distract herself from recognizing the obvious “show” she was putting on for her classmates. It didn’t help that one of the hottest ones, in her mind, was seated to her left and getting an eyeful. Any of those social anxieties melted away as a particularly gruesome wave crashed against her strained exit. She held her breath, her face twisted in agony, and she squeezed her crotch hard between rock-solid thighs. A drop of sweat traced the valley of her spine down to the elastic band of her panties as she remained locked in her position. Her eyes blurred behind a veil of fresh tears. A wave with twice the fury of the first followed soon after. Forty-five minutes remained of this class. She clenched everything, from her teeth to muscles she didn’t know the name of. Her bladder commanded her to pee. And in a half-second of exhaustion, her body acquiesced — while her brain exploded with protests. HOLD it. A beam of water that felt like molten, liquid metal roared against the gusset of her panties for the entire duration. She felt it in her fingers — Vibration. Heat. Wetness. The latter she did not feel until after the beam had ceased… She dared not to imagine that this was her limit. No. With another entire class to follow this one, it couldn’t be. There must have been something she had allowed with that last leak; any other explanation would not allow her to persist. She didn’t need to pee. She wanted to pee. And she’d allowed her willpower to fail in the face of the severity of that want. That was all. The desire to deflate the watermelon in her abdomen was simply greater today… There was a very obvious reason for this: unlike all of the days before, she did not relieve herself after lunch. Yes, she might have “tempted fate” with a tall can of tea… But usually, she’d be able to contain it as well as another whole water bottle until the end of the day — albeit with extreme discomfort. And the two bottles of water she had finished during her first two classes usually made for an incredibly satisfying pee. Today, however, she’d been completely denied that satisfying pee. In fact, she had crushed her lunch’s can of tea and tossed it into the trash bag hanging off of the cleaning cart that blocked her bathroom’s door. The custodian inside was scrubbing away at the only toilet she could use. He must have heard the sound, because he had waved to her — entirely unaware of the hell he had consigned her to. Two bottles of water. One tall can of tea. At least two trips to the water fountain. All said and done, it couldn’t have been much over a couple of liters. Packed into one girl’s bladder for several hours, though, it might as well have been an ocean. Twenty-five more minutes of this class. The guys had returned their attention to the instructor as she continued the vicious, seated dance with which she hoped to woo Fate into giving her a more desirable outcome. Fate rejected her advances with another searing leak. Fifteen more minutes. The crotch of her pants was wet. It’d have been visible had the hands jammed between her thighs not covered up the failures of her endurance. Don’t pee, don’t pee, don’t pee, don’t pee… T-ten minutes. Nine. Squirt — for a full second. Eight. Seven. Dribble — for a second and a half. She could feel the dampness spreading under her butt. She was actively crying now — and the guys around her had taken notice. Six… It was… impossible. She hadn’t let any of it out. The piss had simply been forced out by the laws of physics. Her bladder, agonizingly stretched to its absolute maximum capacity — could contain nothing more. It felt as if every minute or two, her kidneys would send another sprinkle of fresh urine down to her tortured bladder — and the new would simply push out the old. Five more minutes. Her resolve was broken; after this class, she’d need to go back to her dorm room. She’d hang her purse behind her back to hopefully cover up the wet patch spreading from her crotch to the seat of her pants. Her hands would obscure the front. Four more minutes. Another half-second vibration of pee hissed heavily against the wet fabric of her panties and shorts. Three… Two… The instructor looked at his watch after answering a question from one of the other students. One… She was the first out of the room. She was sure that she’d left a tiny puddle on her chair, but that humiliation meant nothing in the face of instinct: she needed to pee. She needed to pee right now. In fact, she needed to pee a while ago — now, she was slowly peeing her pants. There was no time to make it back to her bathroom. She had to go here, or she’d be using her pants and the floor. She stepped into the bathroom at the end of the hall and ignored the three guys who were already inside. She’d already tugged her shorts and panties down by the time she was halfway across the room — her target was the last toilet at the end. The “stalls” in this hellscape didn’t have doors. Rather, they were separated by slim, doorless dividers. She threw herself onto that last toilet and her ass hadn’t even reached the seat before a roaring stream of piss exploded from between her legs. She buried her face in her damp hands and sobbed as the hot piss that had tormented her for hours thundered against the porcelain. She peed and peed, but did not even begin to feel the relief for the longest time. The guys had surrounded her, clearly drawn by the sound of the woman-turned-firehose. She did not hear what they said — perhaps it had been some kind of teasing. She simply continued to cry into her hands. Yes, a portion of these tears were dedicated to her all-consuming mortification; her still full-force gush had by now left her observers in silence. But, truthfully, she was crying mostly because of how good it felt.
  12. I often can’t make it to the bathroom on time, after having 2 cups of coffee before the bike ride to work I decided it would be best to try my diaper cover, but to put something cloth under the cover but over the diaper this time because I still struggle with leaks. (I chose ratty old high rise panties) I then put shorts over that then my jeans on over that, and just in case I brought 2 diaper changes with. As the title says though I made it all day without wet spots on my shorts or jeans! Though the inside the cover had no excess liquid, the undies and diaper where soaked! Bedsheet stains from unrelated nighttime accidents 😛
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    It's me rewetting my already wet jeans ... again ...
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  14. View File Rewetting my jeans again ... It's me rewetting my already wet jeans ... again ... Submitter shinkun Submitted 03/13/2024 Category Male  
  15. I came across the following clip of myself wetting in the garden from 2022 or possibly 2023. Rog Wet 02-23.mp4
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    This is me holding while chatting with my friends at the pool. My bird makes a slight cameo. Felt so good to release like gesh... I held a bit over 1.5 liter here. Not a best but enough that i really did need it by the end. I have a longer version if anybody wants that just shows me finishing my drinks, how much i drank, so on and so forth. Can upload the longer version but it's over 2 gigs. Will upload though if there is interest.
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  17. Fernandito Linares (from youtube) | Three clips of this gorgeous man pissing in his shorts before bathing in the water. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=05yHZmBJvgk& Fernandito Linares-lores.mp4
  18. Our recent threat about omo friendly countries reminded me of something we used to have in Germany a couple of years ago. So called „Pinkel Parties“ or „pee parties“ translated to English. And I wondered if they still exist somewhere. Those were not fetish parties but rather a widespread marketing idea. The concept was that everybody would get free beer until the first person would go to the bathroom or leave the club out of desperation. So it was actually a party that encouraged holding as long as possible among mostly non-omo people. And it was quite mainstream in the big clubs throughout Germany, even in the „P1“ which is the most renowned and posh club in Munich. Interesting to note that most read „until the first person goes to the bathroom“ not „until the first person pees“. I even found one that specified „diapers are ok, peeing on the floor is not!“. But I could not find anything about wetting specifically. There must have been wet pants from time to time, especially when lots of alcohol were involved. That concept seemed to have been really popular around 2015 in Germany and Austria. Unfortunately at that time I was busy with other family priorities and never went to one of these parties. Nowadays I definitely would go. So has anyone of you ever been to a pee party? And did you make use of the occasion to have some naughty omo fun? Are they still being organized somewhere around the globe? Here‘s some of the advertisements (only in German though)
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    malefemale Pants wetting

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    Wetting pants in the bus stop
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  21. Pants wetting View File Pants wetting Submitter w3tboy Submitted 03/12/2024 Category Male  
  22. Hii, I'm probably going to do a hold in the next few hours (starting around 22:00 CET), I'm wearing a pair of light bluie skinny jeans and they look too good to stay dry. 😆 Don't really have a plan, as usual feel free to join or make suggestions.
  23. View File Trying to hold an extremely irritated bladder and failing 😆 Hii, this 4 min video is from my last hold. It was my third hold in 5 days and my bladder was so weak and irritated I had to pee 2 times in 3 hours before starting the hold. Tried my best holding it while standing and not making noise, but the pressure from my jeans was just too much, the leaks kept coming and after some time I literally exploded, wanted to make a 10 min video but couldn't 😆. Submitter Mr.Floof Submitted 03/12/2024 Category Male  
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