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  1. 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.
  2. 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~
  3. 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~
  4. neilscotland

    malefemale I love to wet sports shorts

    Some of you know already that I have a thing about sports shorts. I just love to pee in them. There's nothing better than the feel of warm pee soaking my shorts, running down my legs and soaking my socks. Here are two recent photos when I did not go to the bathroom in my house and instead went to the bathroom in my shorts.
  5. I am not used to write in english or such many words so pls be forgiving fo mistakes😊 Yesterday evening I started drinking 300ml every 20mins so I was well hydrated after a while. So when getting desperate I put on a diaper and continued drinking. Soon I leaked and spurted into my diaper but I kept holding. I started some round league of legends to keep my busy and distract me from my bladder but my "Drink Timer" still reminded me of having a glass full of water every 20mins. When my diaper was nearly full I put on a slim jeans, slipped into my old boots and packed my backpack with some spare clothing, a towel and my camera. I drank my last glass of whater, then let out a spurt of pee for 2 sec (at least i tried to stop but it endet up beeing 3 spurts) and took of my diaper. If I am not wearing diapers I feel like i can hold my pee better and I dont leak so much but when loosing it, it will be a lot less controllable. So I started walking around my district, and I tried to always stay at the most busy streets. (When I am alone the urge always is very strong but beeing at busy places makes my bladder shy, but I wanted to force my bladder to get rid of that behavior). Eventually I had some leaks and my crotch got dumb but it was not visible. I went to some quiet streets and the urge hit my like a train, having a big spurt and now wet thighs. I quickly got to a small park area and sat on a small wall and "inspect the damage". But know beeing not in motion I had a big accident and despite of punching my sphinkter my pee flooded the wall and flew down to the grass. I managed to get back control after a while. My pants where soaked and the urge was gone for now but I my bladder wasn empty and there was a lot of water in my body. It was rather dark at this corner and no one in sight, so I got a near bench, and changed my pants into a dry pair. This time fitting slim jersey pants I sewed a month ago. I headed to a near playground I knew I will be untroubled and on they way the urge came back. But now it was obvious that I couldn't resist for long anymore my pelvic muscels feld numb. But I had dry pants on and you're not allowed to wet your new pants right?! So I tried my best. But allready felt dribbles going into my fresh underwear no matter how hard i clenched my muscels. As I reached the playground I already hat a wet spot and I lost control increasingly more and more (<--is this correct english though?!) Aaaand from know on I was inavitable that I would utterly wet my pants. After another push from my bladder it gushed into my pants and i squatted down from exhaustion. After this I walked across the playground, while letting all out and went swinging, and peed my pants as it came. Eventually I took my Camera and made some pictures, and changed to another clothes and went home
  6. 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.
  7. A follow on from my original series of 12 months of desperate workers. January: the gym owner Thomas was living his dream. Having been in the army for a number of years he knew and understood the importance of looking after your body and keeping fit. So it seemed perfect for him to be running his own gym. Business was doing good, party because he had been very business aware and made some great deals with local businesses that meant their employees could access the gym at a reduced cost with the employers paying the rest. For Thomas this meant he had a guaranteed monthly income regardless of how many clients came and he had just signed another deal with the NHS locally meaning he could take referrals from GP’s and pharmacists with the NHS paying a chunk of the fees. Of course Thomas knew this might change his overall client base substantially but it also generated a wider business and he needed that to survive. Thomas was thankful for loyal and well trained staff. The gym had been open three years now and thankfully he had managed to retain most of the original group of employees he had trained. Staffing was by far his biggest outlay so to help that expense Thomas worked long hours himself. January was always his busiest ever month. He was one of the few people thankful for the ‘new year, new start’ mantra and the proliferation of New Years resolutions. Thomas planned on doing al he could to break the trend of people attending the gym one month but never again. He put his life and soul into making working out as much of a passion for others as it was for him. Thomas had every part of his body honed and under his control. He ran his business like a machine and expected nothing but the best from everyone, including himself. So it came as quite a disappointment to him when Robin called in sick right in the first week of January! Thomas was fuming and found himself having to reschedule things to be able to do gym introductions to all the new clients Robin should have been training. Despite being stressed Thomas refused to let his frustrations affect his business so after his early morning workout he had a quick bottle of water in his office and a banana before seeing the first new client at 8am. Th first client signed up and paid their first month in advance and Thomas hoped he had done enough to convince them that the gym was a place for life not just for new year. Before he had even said goodbye he had to do another hours introduction to yet another new client, this time a middle aged woman who clearly hadn’t been in a gym in her life before. Thomas wasn’t even half way through the introduction when he felt his bladder sending him a signal that he should pop to the bathroom soon. He wasn’t going to walk out of an introduction though so he carried on showing the customer around and demonstrating some of the more basic equipment like the bikes and treadmill. He set a bike to its easiest setting and encouraged the client to try. She struggled and after just a few minutes Thomas helped her off. Worried he had put her off he veered her towards a side area with chairs and a computer and he switched on the computer to show some graphs and visuals of how regular exercise makes a huge difference. Thomas crossed his legs and bounced his knee a little as his need to pee increased quicker than he was comfortable with. He decided as soon as this client left he would make his way quickly to the toilet. He could see that the customer wasn’t likely to come often though she really would benefit from doing so. It wasn’t his place to judge though but he sighed inwardly when she leaned into her handbag and pulled out a can of cola. ‘Sorry, you can’t drink that in here. It’s our policy not to allow food and drink in the gym.’ ‘But they’ve all got bottles beside them?’ ‘Yes madam, water is actively encouraged and in fact everyone should be drinking around 2 litres of water daily and more if you exercise regularly. I’m afraid carbonated drinks do not count mam and we have a blanket policy if not allowing them here at all.’ ‘Mmm. Alright, can I have some water please?’ Reluctantly Thomas headed over to the water fountain and used a plastic cup to get the client some water, the gurgling water canister, the running tap and the filling cup all making his need to pee much greater. He carried the cup the few steps to the client and sat behind the computer as she casually put the cup to her lips and drank it all. ‘Thanks. How come you are not drinking since you think it’s so important then? I mean shouldn’t you be setting me an example since you seem to know everything that’s right for us?’ Thomas was annoyed. This woman had attitude and he just wanted her away so he could use the toilet and get on with his day. He had way better things to do with his morning and this was why he employed staff for tricky customers like this. Still she only had 15 minutes allocated time left in her introduction so Thomas took a deep breathe and answered as politely as he could. ‘Actually mam I have already had a quarter of my daily intake of water and will absolutely reach my two litre target and more by the end of the day. But just to show you how important it is I will have some now with you. Actually at your next introduction, should you wish to come back, my staff would be carrying out a full health check with one of those being a check to see how hydrated you actually are.’ Thomas couldn’t help but think his own measurements would be very high right now with such a full bladder but he kept quiet as he reluctantly once again walked over to the water container and filled another small cup of water and drank it all. It was cold, refreshing and lovely but Thomas knew it would just add to his already full bladder. He returned to his chair and crossed his legs while he tried to convince the customer to sign up. She left undecided and on her way out the door pulled the ring-pull to open her can of coke as if by some form of protest. Thomas sighed and shook his head before turning right around and heading for the bathroom. Except the receptionist stopped him before he got there. ‘Mr Rainman, sorry, it’s Simone from Waters Biscuits wanting to talk to you.’ Thomas turned, his bladder pushing strongly and his penis longing for release. ‘Can you ask if I can call her back please? Even in five minutes?’ ‘Unfortunately she’s about to leave the office and wanted to talk to you now before she goes. I told her you had just come to reception and were available. Sorry.’ Thomas wanted to scream. Can a man not get to have a piss around here? For goodness sake! But instead he said he would take the call in his office and went there right away. After all Waters Biscuits were one of the biggest local businesses as had a workforce of over 120 people. He could really make money if he could do a deal with them. He’d been trying to talk to them for months! He headed to his office and took the call. It lasted much longer than he wanted. For the first ten minutes he sat on his seat fidgeting and crossing his legs. He’d been so close to a bathroom, so tantalisingly close to peeing in a urinal and the thought made him so uncomfortable and increased his need exponentially. He was bursting now! He scissored his legs, bounced a little and moved his legs around. Still the call continued. He tried pacing the room. He tried standing against the wall. He even tried sitting on his table. Nothing seemed to take away from his ever filling and heavy bladder and his desperate need to piss. Still the call continued. Thomas sat back on his chair bouncing like a school boy and pinching himself closed. In his office his own water fountain gurgled, his large window overlooked the huge swimming pool and outside he could hear rain pouring down on the roof. The whole world was conspiring to make his need so urgent he felt if h e didn’t end the call soon he would regret it. He tried to close off. Simone kept talking. Thomas kept squeezing, pinching and rubbing. Simone wanted a date to meet to discuss things in more detail. Thomas wanted to piss like he had never wanted to piss in his life. He didn’t care when they met. He didn’t care how many people worked for them or how many he could sign up for his gym. He just wanted to relax and piss an ocean and NOW. Breathing heavily, sweating profusely and unable to sit or stand still Thomas suggested he pass the call back to his receptionist who could arrange a date. Things were so urgent Thomas has slipped a hand inside his gym trousers and he held his anatomy for dear life. Every second was dragging in. He was going to piss wether he was in a toilet or not. He had held as long as he could. Simone finally agreed to be passed back through and Thomas hung the cordless phone on its charger as he walked briskly to the door, one hand still down his trousers. He couldn’t leave his office in this state but if he let go he knew without a doubt he would shoot pee everywhere. He held himself tightly and headed over to the water fountain where he grabbed a small plastic cup and using his spare hand he placed the cup down his trousers and boxers and allowed a small amount of piss to escape. He had to concentrate so hard not to let much out but it was harder than he expected as his sphincter struggled to close the flow. Thomas placed the cup on his office table terrified still of letting go of his tightly pinched penis. Now free from the phone he muttered to himself. ‘Oh my God. I have to fucking piss so bad.’ He hobbled to the door still holding himself. ‘On the count of three Thomas just let go and run. You can do this.’ He told himself. So with his spare hand he opened the office door quickly pulling the other hand away from his underwear and waistband as he sprinted to the gents with urine dripping from his member. As he pushed the door open he made a beeline for the urinals pulling his elasticated joggers and boxers down as his penis strung up half erect from all his touching and urine filling it and piss cascaded out of it fast and loudly. With one hand Thomas guided his aim and with the other he leaned onto the wall, his body needing support with the effort and speed at which pee was rushing out of him. It was only 11:30am and he wasn’t due to finish work until 8pm. With all of Robin’s clients to see too he could only hope he wouldn’t need to hold again this badly before the end of the day. After all he still had one and a half litres of water still to consume and he did promise the middle age cola drinker he always drank enough. This could be a repeated problem if he didn’t watch out,
  8. This morning I woke up needing to pee. Not really bad, but enough that I got it in my head to hold my morning pee. I started it off by finishing the water bottle that I'd started the night before (it's a 1L reusable nalgene bottle). I refilled the bottle and then went about making my breakfast, waking up slowly as I did so, and sipping on the water. For breakfast I had oatmeal, a few hardboiled eggs, and of course a cup of coffee. I'm not human until I have coffee in the morning, but it definitely makes me have to poop. By the time I'd finished breakfast and the first liter of water, I was definitely feeling a need on both sides. Even though at that point it had been over ten hours since I'd peed, I was surprised to realize that by need to poop was much greater than my need to pee. I sat there for a while, working some and chatting on an omorashi-themed discord. Two hours after I'd woken up I started a second liter of water, and when I got up to refill it I really felt the urgency in my bowels. When I started the third liter of water, things were getting bad. I had to poo so badly I couldn't even tell what was going on with my bladder. My belly was distended but I really didn't know what was what. All I knew was that I was getting successively greater waves of need to poop. I'd get up to give my cat some food or put dishes in the sink, and I'd find myself breathing heavily and having to keep stopping what I was doing to concentrate on holding it. I finished my water bottle at about 1:30, three hours and change since I'd gotten up. At that point I got up to do my dishes, and as I was walking to the kitchen I was surprised by the feeling on my anus opening ever so slightly and a little ball of poo squeezing its way into my pants. I couldn't believe it. This has never happened before, an actual messing accident. I stood there blinking in shock, and suddenly felt the need to dance in desperation. I waddled all over the apartment trying to contain the mess that was trying to force its way out. Finally I thought I'd regained control and went back to the sink to do dishes. Things went find for a while, but at some point I leaned over to put something away and more mess forced its way out of me. I had to stop again and gain control, but no sooner did I start back at the dishes but an even bigger lump came out. By the time I finished the dishes I had a small but significant load in my pants. At this point I started limping around, trying to hold it, and periodically failing. At one point I tried walking the length of my apartment as if I were walking normally (instead of hobbling around) and boy was that a mistake! With every step more poop oozed out, completely out of my control. There wasn't much I could do by then. Walking, standing still, bouncing around, standing up straight, doubling over. No matter what I would have more mess in my pants every thirty seconds or so. I had resolved to hold until 2, and at 1:52, I went back to the sink to wash the last thing I had left, a metal straw that needed to be washed with a pipe cleaner. I turned on the water, got out the pipe cleaner, and tried to drip some dish soap down the straw, only to find my control slipping completely. A load pushed its way into my underwear no matter how hard I tried to hold it back. Finally I went into the bathroom and got in the tub. I was surprised, as I stepped over the tub's edge, to lose, not more poop, but a nice big squirt of piss. I'd been so focused on my messing that I'd completely forgotten about the extremely full bladder I obviously had from 3L of water a a cup of coffee. I lay down in the tub and felt my load squish underneath me. Lying there, my need to pee reared its head with a vengeance. I finally relaxed and flooded my sweatpants with piss. As the floodgates opened I let myself relax further and a mountain of shit came rushing out, filling my underwear and overflowing the leg bands into my pants. It felt amazing, needless to say. Once I'd caught my breath, I gave another push and out came more piss and shit. It was as thorough a mess as I've ever made. After it was all out I made myself come while lying in my mess, and then just lay there and relaxed for a few minutes before cleaning up. It was my first real poo accident! I've been doing this since I was a teenager but never have I had this experience before. Hope you got a little enjoyment out of it too!
  9. I was drinking lots of water at work so hot VID_20190806_150143344.mp4 and running around need to pee bad. I was hurting too need to pee bad. It felt good letting it go.
  10. PPP

    Pee Book List

    I'm a very avid reader, and I love it when I come across an omorashi scene in a book. There are a few forum posts about this, so I'm guessing some of you do too. The information on the forums is great, but it could be better organized. That's why I am proud to present, in the vein of the Full Compiled Anime/Manga List Project (this one https://omorashi.org/topic/23841-full-compiled-animemanga-omorashi-scene-database-project/ )... THE PEE BOOK LIST! So here's the link: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1OEsBsyySn_63MRT0hbofWyJNOt9foxvxmbyFtKQT0s8/edit#gid=973794901 And here's how it works. Title, Author and Genre: Pretty self-explanatory. Character: This indicates the age and sex of the character(s) in the omo scene, Man, Woman, Boy, and Girl. For teenage characters, Boy and Girl are used. Tags: These are some indicators of what the scene features, such as desperation, outdoor peeing and fear wetting. Rating: This category is only used for the comic list. It's basically the same one as the Pee Movie List, with ratings of Explicit, Stream, Wetness, Tame and implied. (No Audio rating; not sure how that would work in a comic.) Link: A link to the book for your reading pleasure. Nine times out of ten it's a Google Book preview which will take you right to the scene in question. I currently have all the books listed in this thread: https://omorashi.org/topic/29379-the-return-of-book-omorashi-scenes/ , plus some of my own, and I'll add the ones from the older longer thread in the near future. If you find a new scene you can post it here (the list isn't open to editing) or at the link above and I'll add it to the list. Let me know what you think. Enjoy!
  11. ssjammerz

    malefemale Cycling wetting 44

    It was a really hot and sunny day, so I drank one large cup of orange juice from Jamba Juice before I went. Unfortunately, I underestimated the amount of sweat I had, which "used up" some of my desperation! But, I still say it was a good soaking in my shorts, considering it was the first time I wore this particular pair. Anyway, enjoy! cyc44.wmv
  12. View File [MALE] Pullups wetting and leaking whilst texting in PJs Woke up, went down to the living room (still in my pyjamas), started texting and then THIS happened. Oops Submitter padsndiapers Submitted 08/15/2019 Category Diapers and ageplay  
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  14. 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
  15. peedespes02

    Male fast Pee

    I had coffee before work a VID_20190806_150143344.mp4 nd then at work I had some water iced tea. All that liquid hard and I had to pee bad. Coffee makes me need to pee so bad and water.
  16. I was holding it a while VID_20190809_133149073.mp4 again at work drinking lots of water at work and I had cold tea. This a view over the toilet of me peeing.
  17. peedespes02

    Male Long Side Pee

    I drank lots of water at work and I had two cups of hot tea before work. I had go pee bad little halfway though my shift at work. This a side view of me peeing at work. I needed to go bad an VID_20190811_144241956.mp4 d was hurting.
  18. EmesiraGimil

    malefemale Post-holding pics

    This Sunday I did my gaming+holding session, but... Mr. Stupid here forgot to initiate the recording and now I have no footage to show for my third stream. To compensate, even if a little bit, I decided to record myself re-wetting my shorts and take some pictures. I hope you enjoy. 20190811_234027(1).mp4
  19. ♡~Nikolai~♡

    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!
  20. DerivativeWings

    malefemale Trapped in the Bar

    Foreword This took a really long time to finish (mostly because life caused me to take a writing hiatus when I was half-done) but it's also probably the most work I've put into anything written so far. It's primarily focused on a male protagonist (with a smattering of female desperation/peeing mixed in for good measure). If the people who proofread chapter one way back reads this story they're probably going to question why the heck it took so long for me to release but so is life. The start of each chapter will feature a small glossary of people and places, which I hope will improve the readability and immersion into this little world I've created, though reading these is purely optional. I hope you all enjoy! The main cast Laine Russ – The protagonist of the story. Started working at the Underside recently but has still not completely figured out how to handle being the only male server at an all-female café. While he doesn’t mind the work at all, being thrust into the role of the only male serving at the Underside comes with its own host of challenges. Mathilda Ebb – Worker at the Underside. A friendly waitress girl who tries her best to make the guests feel welcome and the staff happy. In charge of training new employees but does not know of Laine’s “special condition” at the start of the story. Gustaf – Gus is the Baker/Owner of the Underside, whose veins run thick with sourdough and rye whisky. The gruff but lovable man is fiercely proud of his craft but recognizes what sets his dive apart is the servers. He pays them well as a result. Locales Tethertown – A sprawling city fastened with chains to the walls of a massive crater. Tethertown originated as a mining facility drilling the cavern walls for rare materials, and mostly lacks the careful city planning of an architect as a result. The crater’s higher levels are all but depleted of valuables at this point, yet Tethertown still grows. A bustling city of trade and a bit of a cultural melting pot, the city is most famous for the precarious buildings attached haphazardly to the bottom of the city’s foundation. A well-placed window on the floor of such a house can offer you a great view if you’re careful around it. Underside – A café with all-female servers. Terrible, terrible coffee. Serviceable tea. Decent baked goods (Lightgarden has better and cheaper, but you don’t say this to Gus’s face). The main reason the place gets customers other than the friendly staff is the great location. Being that the main part of the café is located underneath the sprawling city, guests are treated to the expansive view of the great lakes underneath. There is a small hand-painted sign outside which reads “Vertigo is no-go”. Trapped in the Bar Chapter 1 - The new recruit [Desperation (M/F)] [Peeing (M/F)] Special thanks to MasterXploder and Dimwitrolo “Welcome to the Underside!” This was not the kind of work Laine had been expecting to be doing when he first arrived in Tethertown. In retrospect, the helpful old man directing him to the nearest place hiring might have been pulling his leg. Somehow, he had gotten the job. The Underside was a café with an all-female staff. When Laine had realized this shortly after his hiring, he had been worried that the owner had gotten his gender wrong. Laine wouldn’t say he looked like a girl, but he could probably still be mistaken for one. He certainly wasn’t powerfully built, and while he did have his chocolate brown hair cut short, such a look was becoming trendy with the girls in Tethertown as of late. The owner, sensing his distress and confusion, had explained that if Laine didn’t reveal himself to the patrons and worked as hard as any other server it would not become an issue. Apparently, they had been short on hands for a while now and could use even a girlish boy. Laine had been running the register to get people their baked goods and drinks during the morning, which had been mostly successful. He couldn’t do it alone yet, as he wasn’t allowed to touch the monstrosity of a contraption that was the coffee machine, but hopefully he’d be able to learn in time. Now, during the lunch rush, he was navigating the wooden interior of the café, taking orders and serving customers. Laine had quickly taken a liking to the job. The view out the giant glass windows on the bottom floor was breathtaking, and the patrons had endless tales to tell the new server. Sunken treasure, monsters in the mines, and the origins of the crater Tethertown resided in. Laine had no way to sort truth from fabrication but was nonetheless smitten by the strange tales of adventure of his new home. The other servers treated him well, though he was a little embarrassed being the only boy serving in the shop. For some reason the owner of the café, who Laine now knew as Gus, had refrained from telling them about Laine’s gender. Laine had no idea why, and if he could reveal this fact to the girls. It’s not like he had a way to bring up the subject anyway, even if he wanted to. The only part of the job that bothered Laine at this point was the clothes he had to wear while serving. The blue and white skirt and blouse fit surprisingly snugly and was quite modest. However, Laine was certainly not used to wearing skirts, and walking from table to table with his bared knees revealed for all to see was rather quite embarrassing. Still, Laine had been incredibly relieved that panties had not come as part of his kit. Instead, he had been given white boxer-style underwear which fit well and would make a potential wardrobe malfunction much less of a total disaster. Now, halfway into the work day, Laine was confronted with a bit of an issue. The lunch break had come with free food and drink, and since he was still new to the city, it had seemed a good idea to make use of a free meal when presented with one. At this point Laine certainly wished he had held back a little, especially on those drinks. However, as Laine had previously found out on his first day, going was not as simple as one might expect. The servers were prohibited from using the customer’s bathroom, having one to themselves. There was just one problem with that bathroom; it lacked any semblance of privacy. The server's bathroom consisted of three porcelain pots. When he first had tried going in there to pee he had found it “occupied” by a fellow server, causing him to leave the room as quickly as he’d entered. After that he had vowed to simply use his the toilet of in his rented room, which had worked out so far. But today, serving had gotten progressively harder as Laine’s bladder filled far beyond the point where he would usually rush for relief. His smiles became less confident, and his walking from table to table stiffened. He started avoiding the big windows, as the massive waterfalls lining the walls of the crater were simply giving him too much trouble at this point. “Hey, do you need some help?” Feeling the light tap on is shoulder, Laine instantly tensed. He turned to find Mathilda Ebb standing behind him. Mathilda was a friendly girl from the staff, red-haired and taller than Laine. She had taught him the ropes around the bar. And while Laine had quickly developed a liking to the girl, now was not the time to have a conversation. “Ah, no. I’m fine...!” To his own ears, Laine’s words seemed weak and unconvincing but hopefully it wasn’t as noticeable as he feared. “Thanks for showing me around earlier, I really – hnn!” A powerful wave from his bladder caused Laine to tense up, and he couldn’t stop himself from raising one of his legs in a particularly unsubtle way. “I see.” Mathilda scanned Laine’s squirming form, analyzing his embarrassing posture. “You need to pee.” Laine’s face heated up. He didn’t quite know how to react in this situation. Not only was he bursting at the seams, he was now thrust into a social situation he had no way of navigating. He did need to pee and needed it badly. But he could not see how Mathilda could help him with that without him revealing his secret in the most embarrassing way possible. “Don’t worry, this is actually quite common for new servers.” Mathilda let slight giggle slip, causing the curls of her fiery red hair to bounce a little. “If you’re shy, I can guard the bathroom while you go – just be quick about it.” Laine’s eyes lit up with a new hope. It wasn’t a permanent solution to his bathroom troubles, he’d still have to figure out a way to pee in the future. But an easy way for him to relieve his aching bladder seemed like the gift of gods at this point. After Laine had gotten his blushing and thanking out of the way, Mathilda hurried him to the bathroom. Laine entered, as the girl waited outside. Once again, Laine was greeted with an unwelcome sight upon entering the pink and white checkerboard-tiled room. Faced with the shapely behind of a tinkling girl, Laine tensed and turned away quickly. The girl was peeing without a care in the world, causing Laine’s bladder to throb as joining the server girl’s splashing melody became more and more tempting. Until the server girl finished, Laine was trapped. Peeing in this situation was out of the question - but he couldn’t even leave the bathroom until she finished. He wouldn’t make it out dry if he did - plus he’d look silly leaving. And surely Mathilda would notice something wrong if he left so soon. Laine could hear the girl humming a little song while she wiped herself and gave Laine a look of confusion as she passed the red-faced boy in a skirt. Laine almost felt a little dirty as he approached the chamber pots. He wasn’t supposed to be here. This was a sacred sanctuary set up to provide the girls of the Underside with respite and relief, and twice he had entered here to see something he shouldn’t have. Regardless, his bladder was full to the point where it was too urgent to worry about this. Laine would have to work on his soiled pride and tarnished chivalry at some other point. Trying to do it while standing would surely result in calamity for the bathroom and his clothes at this point, so hiking up his skirt and sitting down on the closest pot, Laine readied himself for the relief. He couldn’t pee. Laine was being tag-teamed by two problems. An intense pee shyness had gripped him as soon as he sat down over the pot. Even though he knew that Mathilda was keeping guard outside, that wasn’t helping him feel any less exposed. The second problem was even worse: the imagery, brief as it had been, and sound of the girl from before had triggered a particularly embarrassing response from Laine’s own body. He couldn’t help it, and unless he was able to do something about it, peeing would be nigh impossible. Laine was panicking. The pressure just below his navel was more intense than he was used to, emptying was not just a want, it was a need at this point. He’d been on the pot for at least half a minute, but nothing was coming out despite his straining. The stress and pressure were not helping his efforts to calm down one bit, either. Just when Laine was seconds away from crying at his predicament and giving in completely, there was a knocking on the door. “Are you doing okay in there? Do you need help?” A massive shiver traveled through Laine all way across his spine as the unexpected voice shocked him out of his despair-filled concentration. The tension in his body left him completely as he was finally able to start his much-needed pee. “I-I’m okay, just need a little bit longer...!” The stream felt a little uncomfortable leaving him – as though his body had not yet completely readied itself yet. Even so, Laine tried his best to stay relaxed as he feared stopping would make it impossible to start once again. The relief was quite intense, even as Laine’s lower stomach hurt quite badly due to the pressure from his bladder and the tension of forcing his body to empty itself. His lower part was protesting too, tense as it was against the liquid moving through him. Still, easing the terrible pressure in his bladder was worth all this discomfort - and more still. Suddenly, his pained reverie was interrupted by yet another knock. This time it had the opposite effect, grinding his stream to a painful and unexpected halt. “Hey, are you done soon? Another server needs the bathroom, so you need to hurry it up.” There was some hushed conversation Laine couldn’t completely make out, but he could hear some words from a voice other than Mathilda’s. “Rookie”, “No breaks, damnit” and “Absolutely bursting here”. Getting his stream going a second time seemed like an impossibly pitiful dream. His bladder was now dealing with the renewed stress of having to start peeing quickly, of course. But his other problem had flared up once again, hard. The combined imagery of the brief glimpse of peeing butt he had witnessed before, combined with the frantic suggestions from outside had pushed him over the edge. Laine quickly made up his mind. Continuing to sit on the pot while preventing a desperate girl from entering the women’s bathroom was simply more humiliation than he could bear. Now that his bladder was no longer seconds away from emptying on the floor, the chivalrous alternative was now a viable option and as such the only option - even if it left him with a half full bladder. Wiping (it was faster than shaking the pee off) and quickly getting his underwear up he exited the bathroom, letting a red-faced and potty dancing girl enter in his stead. He gave Mathilda a smile that he hoped came off as thankful and confident. He had gotten to partially empty his bladder. He could make it through the day. It was going to be easy - it had to be, since he didn’t have any other choice. This was going to be fine! Laine's tale will continue in the next chapter...
  21. On NYE I went to a friend's house party and was lucky enough to see quite a lot of desperation. The party was quite busy and with lots of drinks being consumed, so the single downstairs bathroom was very much in demand! Towards the end of a long game of beer pong (boys vs girls) I noticed that a few of the girls were looking quite fidgety and desperate to pee, but were too busy playing to go to the loo. The host of the party, a beautiful tall blonde woman in her early 20s wearing black leggings and knee high black boots, was standing with her legs crossed and looked absolutely bursting. She kept bobbing on the spot (still keeping her long legs very tightly crossed) and would only uncross them to take her turn, before quickly crossing them again. The second the game was over she walked straight out of the room to the loo, obviously trying to beat the queue that she knew would form! One of the other girls who was playing, a very attractive blonde girl wearing a really short skirt, black tights and black ankle boots, had also hurried out to the loo but by that time there was already a short queue. She saw the queue and groaned, bobbing on the spot before joining the back and quickly crossing her legs. After about a minute standing in line with her legs crossed, she uncrossed them and went to the front of the queue while dancing from foot to foot and bouncing on the spot. 'Ooh sorry could I please go next? I've been dying for a wee for ages' she said, pleading with the guy at the front to let her cut in. He said OK and she thanked him, before crossing her legs tightly and knocking on the bathroom door. 'Hurry up I'm gonna wet myself!' she said, laughing but also looking absolutely frantic to get in there and pee. Eventually the bathroom was finally free and she rushed inside with obvious relief. A little while later, I was outside talking to an absolutely stunning curvy mixed race girl wearing a short dress and black thigh high boots. She was standing there fidgeting and squirming, crossing and uncrossing her legs and I guessed she was dying to pee but didn't want to admit it. After a few more minutes of squirming she crossed her legs and bobbed on the spot. 'I really need a wee, do you think the bathroom's free?' she asked quietly, and I said I wasn't sure. She sighed and said 'I tried ages ago but someone was in there. Back in a sec'. She walked off but was back within a few seconds. She sighed and shook her head, bouncing on the spot. 'The queue's massive, I'll have to wait' she said, bobbing on the spot again before tightly crossing her legs. We chatted for a few more minutes, the whole time she was squirming around and squeezing her thighs together. I tried to concentrate on the conversation rather than the fact that this beautiful girl in front of me was clearly absolutely desperate for a wee (and had probably been holding on for quite a long time) with no chance of getting into the loo anytime soon. She was clearly reaching her limit by now as she was really struggling to hide her desperation and was almost doing the 'need a wee' dance in front of me, bobbing, bouncing, stepping from foot to foot and crossing and uncrossing her legs, looking very flustered. Eventually she said 'Ooh I can't wait any more, I'm gonna have to go, I'm bursting!'. I was really needing to pee myself by this time so I went with her, and luckily for her the bathroom was finally free. 'Oh thank God' she gasped, practically running into the loo for what must have been a very relieving pee after holding on for so long. Later on in the evening, I waiting for the bathroom to be free when a curvy, really attractive brunette girl wearing a really short skirt and high-top Converse came hurrying down the corridor, sighing when she saw the queue. I had seen her outside about half an hour earlier looking very fidgety with her legs crossed so I'm guessing she had been needing to pee for a while but had been too busy chatting to find time to go, and now found herself absolutely dying to pee faced with a long wait in line for the loo. 'Guess I'll join the queue then' she muttered, standing next to me and crossing her legs again, squeezing her thighs together. I made some comment about how there's always a queue when you're desperate, and she laughed and said 'Oh God I know! I've actually needed a wee for ages now. I'm a nurse though so I'm used to it'. I asked what she meant, and she went on to explain that sometimes she is so busy that she doesn't get chance to go to the loo for hours at a time during her shift. 'We have bladders of steel' she joked. The queue was moving really slowly as whoever was in the bathroom was taking a long time. The bursting nurse next to me, who had been standing keeping her legs very tightly crossed and thighs squeezed together, sighed impatiently and muttered 'Wish they'd hurry up, I need a wee so bad.' A few minutes later her friend came past and mentioned that they were about to do karaoke, asking if she wanted to join in. The nurse nodded and said 'Yeah, I really, really need a wee though, I've been in this queue for ages'. She bobbed on the spot in frustration, her legs still tightly crossed. Her friend laughed and said to just come back and use the loo later. The nurse glanced longingly at the locked bathroom door before sighing and bobbing on the spot again, then leaving the queue to go and join her friends. About half an hour later I saw her standing outside and she had clearly not had chance to go to the loo yet as she was very fidgety, shifting from foot to foot or crossing her legs and squeezing, hardly able to stand still for a second. One of her friends (the party host) asked her if she was OK and she laughed and said yes, but that she was 'absolutely bursting for a wee and there's still a fucking queue'. The host laughed and offered to show her where the upstairs bathroom is, which the very desperate nurse gratefully accepted! Later on, I was stood chatting near to the bathroom (which was in use) when I saw a tall, attractive guy in his early 20s walking very quickly down the corridor towards the bathroom, squeezing his cock through his skinny jeans for a couple of seconds. He reached the bathroom door and when he found it locked, he groaned and bent over, squeezing himself hard again. He banged on the door and shouted 'Who's in there!? I'm dying for a piss!'. He stood bending over and squeezing himself for a couple of seconds before saying 'Fuck it' and literally sprinting up the stairs to find another loo that hopefully for him wasn't in use, as he looked very close to completely pissing himself! Not long afterwards, a gorgeous, slim brunette girl aged around 18, wearing dark skinny jeans and thigh high black boots, came hurrying down the corridor. She sighed loudly when she saw that the bathroom door was closed and stood back against the wall, crossing her legs tightly. She had been singing karaoke for a while and I'm guessing had needed a wee for quite some time before finally giving in and going to the loo, only to now find it in use. She was rosy cheeked and flustered, looking very impatient as she waited for her turn to pee. She stood there crossing her legs and pushing her thighs together for a minute or so before stepping forward and tugging on the bathroom door, just to check that it was actually occupied. Sure enough, the door was locked and she sighed in frustration before walking off to go and join her friends outside in the garden, obviously deciding that she could hold on for a little while longer. About twenty minutes later, I was standing near the door to the garden watching someone else singing karaoke when the gorgeous brunette girl came past me, apologising to me as she squeezed by. 'Sorry, I really need a wee' she said quietly as she squeezed past. She was still rosy cheeked and looked absolutely frantic to get to the loo, clearly not able to hang on for much longer. A bit later, I had been chatting to some people and was absolutely dying to piss. I had been holding it for ages as I didn't want to leave the conversation. It got to the point where I was moving from foot to foot and could barely hide how badly I needed to go. I excused myself and walked quickly to the bathroom, only to see somebody going in there who had just beaten me to it. I sighed and took my place in line, hoping the person in there wouldn't be too long. My bladder was extremely full as I had been drinking quite a lot and I longed to get into the bathroom and release a long, hard piss. I paced and stepped from foot to foot as I waited impatiently, occasionally having to bend over and even hold myself when I thought nobody would be looking. I even had to unbutton the top of my jeans to try and give my bursting bladder a bit more room to expand. Unfortunately the person in the bathroom was taking their time and I was that desperate that I was starting to consider finding a discreet corner of the garden where I could finally relieve myself! At one point, I was bending over and holding myself when the host of the party came down the stairs and caught me straightening up. She asked if I was OK, I said 'Yeah, just waiting to get into the bathroom'. She glanced down at my crotch and noticed that my jeans were unbuttoned. She smiled and said 'Oh, are you needing the toilet? You can use the one upstairs if you like'. I blushed and said 'Oh yeah please, if that's OK'. She laughed and said 'It's no problem at all! I hope nobody's in there because it looks like you're bursting to go! Follow me'. I followed her up the stairs, very embarrassed that this gorgeous woman knew I was dying to pee and had even caught me bending over in desperation. We reached the top of the stairs and I was very relieved to find myself standing in front of the upstairs bathroom, which luckily for me wasn't being used because I was very close to soaking my jeans! The host said 'There you go, all yours' and I thanked her gratefully before hurrying inside for a very long, very relieving piss! With about 5 minutes to go until midnight, a really cute, curvy blonde wearing a tiny skirt, black tights and boots was squirming around and doing a very cute 'really need a wee' dance and telling everyone that she 'really needs the toilet' but couldn't go in case she missed the countdown to the new year. At one point, with a couple of minutes still to go, she bent forwards and said 'Oh I really, really, really need a wee! I'm gonna wee myself if I don't go soon', jiggling up and down on the spot. About half an hour later, after the new year celebrations and fireworks, I saw her again and she had obviously not had chance to go to the loo yet because she was still dancing around and mentioned a couple of times how badly she needed a wee. Unfortunately for her, the queue for the downstairs bathroom was now huge and she did not have time to pee before leaving to catch her taxi, so she would have to endure a long ride home with a full bladder before finally being able to go. Earlier on in the evening, this same curvy blonde girl had been telling us about the time that she had left a club in the city centre with her friends and was absolutely bursting to go for a wee, but the problem was that nowhere nearby was open. They tried to go back into the club to use the loo but they were not allowed back in. She said that she was walking down a main street in the centre trying to make it to the train station to use the toilets there, but she was so desperate that she just couldn't wait any longer and completely wet herself. Her exact words were (street name changed for anonymity) 'I was walking down Main Street just pissing myself... piss was running down my legs but I was wearing a skirt so nobody even noticed'. She didn't seem at all embarrassed about her very public wetting! Quite late on the evening well past midnight, I was sitting outside chatting to a few people when I noticed that a really cute, short curvy brunette girl wearing very tight fitting skinny jeans was squirming around in her chair, hardly able to sit still. She had her legs crossed tightly with her hand resting between her crossed thighs quite close to the crotch of her jeans, and I wondered if she was needing a wee but didn't want to go and stand in the line for the downstairs loo. Occasionally she would uncross her legs and quickly cross them tightly the other way, or sometimes she would keep them uncrossed but would sit and bounce her knees, resting her hands on her thighs, before crossing her legs again. After a few minutes of this she announced 'I need a wee' and left, only to return soon afterwards saying that the queue was too long. She sat squirming and jiggling in her chair for a few more minutes before saying 'Ooh I'm gonna wee myself, I'm gonna have to stand in the queue'. A few minutes later I needed to pee so I went to join the queue and saw her still waiting to get into the bathroom. She was next in line and was looking at her phone while doing a very cute 'need a wee' dance, stepping from foot to foot and jiggling up and down, crossing and uncrossing her legs. She sighed in annoyance, crossed her legs and bobbed up and down before looking up from her phone and staring longingly at the bathroom door as if willing it to open. 'Oh fucking come on' she muttered under her breath and then stepped forward to knock loudly on the bathroom door. 'Hurry up please some of us need a wee!' she said loudly, sounding frustrated. After a couple more minutes of desperate pee dancing she was finally able to get into the bathroom for a much needed wee.
  22. Getting the car cleaned up before leaving on a trip when this happened. Started with a small trickle and I just couldn't stop it. I just stood in the driveway beside my car and wet my pants. Total accident, as I'm not one to wet myself during the day when the neighbors are out.
  23. Mariner62

    Fun On A Sunday

    Having had my daughter home from college for the summer, it had limited my opportunities for wetting my pants. Now that she's been moved back, I can resume wetting activities. I awoke Sunday morning with a very urgent need to pee. I quickly put on my panties and shorts from the day before and headed out to the back patio, grabbing a glass of apple juice on the way. It was basically all I could do to get out the door and sit in a lawn chain without wetting myself. It was just seconds after sitting down, that I began wetting. It felt so good to relieve the pressure in my bladder as I watched the wet patch grow. What I thought was a perfect way to start the day, was soon to get even better. As the sun rose, I drank the juice and poured a second glass. It wasn't long before I started feeling the urge build again. To my surprise, just an hour and a half later, I once again had a full bladder. I saw no need to hold, and with still damp pants, opened the flood gates and re-wet my pants. I was able to sit another half hour in completely soaked pants until having to get ready for the day, as we had plans to attend a ball game. Since it was a two hour drive to and back from the game, I elected not to use the facilities during the game. Planning on again wetting myself upon returning home. The final 15-20 minutes became a little uncomfortable, as it had been over 6 hours, I returned to the back patio, to see how much longer I could hold it. It wasn't as long as I had hoped it would be. I managed to hold for about 10 minutes,, at time grabbing myself to make it last as long as I could. For the third time in one day (and the 2nd pair of shorts), I found myself sitting and enjoying the feeling of very wet pants. And to cap off a very enjoyable day, as I sat here and composed this story, I've again re-wet my pants. Hopefully, I'll have another day like this soon, and be able to include some photos along with story.
  24. ssjammerz

    malefemale Cycling wetting 43

    My wife was lying down on the bench next to me and I wanted to see if I could get away with relieving myself without her knowing...success! cyc43.mp4
  25. Sat down and peed my boxers on the bathroom floor. Trim_20190709_175851.mp4