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    Another one from the below source, this video includes a number of Japanese women apparently purposefully wetting their clothing (pants, shorts, skirts, panties, pantyhose, etc.) in various positions. Many of them do so while squatting adorably on a table with a table cloth, so that you can see the wet puddle spreading spectacularly underneath them. Source: Enjoy, Rach
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    Someone got her panties wet while dry humping. This is followed by sex, rough anal, and a very sticky cream pie. Enjoy, Rach
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  4. A/N: Some of these tags relate to part 2. This is my first story or this site so any feedback you might have on story improvements is not only welcome, but encouraged. Mary-Ann laid still for a moment. Her morning alarm was blaring into her eardrums, but every muscle in her body wanted to stay in bed until she drifted back into sleep. She couldn’t. She wouldn’t. Today was the biggest day of her young carrier, and she’d be damned if she would oversleep today. She gingerly sat up, and switched off her alarm. Still in the dark she stood up, mainly guided by instinct, as she shuffled towards the wall and felt around for the light switch. 4:30 felt like the darkest hour of the morning. She blinked rapidly in an attempt to adjust her eyes to the dark and took her long t-shirt off as she entered her bathroom. She tossed it in an opposite corner of the room and walked towards her toilet. Before she relived herself for the morning, she turned the shower on to let the water warm. Opening the toilet lid and then quickly dropping her pink panties to the floor, she sat on the toilet, still groggy. Mary-Ann yawned and started to pee. The sound of her slow stream hitting the toilet water was drowned out by rushing shower water, and she begun to twirl her shoulder length blonde hair. The last three years had been a total whirlwind. She had always thought her greatest asset was her ability to connect with people, but it had taken her until 24 to figure just how to use it. She had drifted between office jobs and secretarial roles, from barista to bartending, but she finally found her calling. She was a mortgage officer, and now at 27, was one of the top in the nation. As her stream died down, she sat and dripped for a moment as she thought about her tasks for the day. She had been aggressive in the real estate market, flipping houses and even buying her first rental property last year. However, the income earned from the small complex was hardly worth the constant calls. At first, the tenants would call her directly and the previous owner had neglected the apartments. The calls never stopped, at all hours of the day and night, rodents, water heaters, showers and more had been replaced, repelled and repaired. She had hired a property manager to take the calls off of her plate, but whenever an issue arose, they called her before making a move, which delayed solutions and got in the way of her tenants’ lives. Mary-Ann wiped, flushed and stepped into the shower. As she lathered her c-cup breasts and washed her body, she mentally prepared for the biggest meeting of her life. A chance to own her own mortgage company- and maybe even a bank in the future, she saw the pearl of her life before her. The 10- and 12-hour days, the early months of being commission-only, when she made less than minimum wage; it was all about to pay off. This last meeting was all that was in the way. It was more paperwork and disclosures and NDAs from her current company than anything else, all of the fun aspects of building a business had already been settled. She stopped the water flow and stepped out of the shower. Drying her 5’ 10” frame was not an arduous task, but Mary-Ann was sure it took longer than most girls. She packed her gym clothes; a grey pair of spandex and a white top, and her office clothes. She quickly made her hair into a ponytail, walked her to the kitchen to fill her water bottle and left. The twenty-minute car ride was pleasant on the empty roads, the silhouettes of suburban homes and communities intermingled with the treetops as the morning fog rolled over the road. When Mary-Ann arrived at the gym, the six-o clock crowd had just started to trickle in. A few of the regulars smiled warmly at her and she gave a friendly smile back. Over the first half hour she jogged to warm up, lifted to tone her arms, and squatted to keep her butt as firm and attractive as it was. But during this exertion she finished her water bottle and filled it again. The rest of her workout tested her hip flexors and traps. Looking good took effort, to the tune of another entire water bottle. When she had finished, the morning sun had invaded the windows of the expansive building and more and more people began to file in. Mary-Ann took this opportunity to use the ladies shower while most other women were just starting their workout. She didn’t take long, another fifteen minutes, maybe, to wash the sweat off her body. What took her a moment was the process of applying professional makeup in a gym bathroom. Normally, she would have applied it at the office or at home on her non-workout days, but because this meeting started right 9, she had to change here. New white panties now covered her loins, and she pulled her pantyhose over them. A longer professional skirt that dropped to her knees and a white blouse hid under her short blazer. After putting on her black heels, she admired herself in the mirror and remade her blonde hair into a low-professional bun. She was Mary-Ann Adimari; ass kicker. She read her watch; it just after seven-thirty, plenty of time to visit her favorite local coffee shop. Not only was it owned by her first ever clients, but it was on the way to her office as well. Another thirty minutes through much heavier traffic and she was there. The first scent that hit her was one of her favorites- fresh roasted coffee, and a lot of it. The morning rush appeared to have dwindled and all that was left were the amateur writers and college students. Mary-Ann walked right up to the counter with no line. The barista recognized her immediately. Hanna was always so sweet and friendly, and her small stature made it appear as though Mary-Ann much taller than she actually was. Their blue eyes met and despite the mask that Hanna was wearing, her smile shown through her eyes. “Mary-Ann! Can I get you the usual? Cute top by the way”. Hanna seemed much more energetic than usual, she swayed from one foot to the other and bent her knees ever so often. While certainly not unwelcome to see such energy and vigor so early in the day, it was a bit out of character for the usually reserved girl. “Aw, thank you! Yeah, I’ll have the usual. Had your coffee today?” Mary-Ann smiled wider; she was always happy to see others so gleeful. “Just been standing a while.” Hanna turned towards the cappuccino machine to start Mary-Ann’s order and crossed her legs. They were clad in light jeans. She put both hands on the machine’s table and continued to bounce her knees. She looked a little sick and Mary-Ann couldn’t help but worry. As the cappuccino machine’s noise rang throughout the shop, Mary-Ann spoke up. “Are you sure you’re alright?” Hanna turned back toward Mary-Ann; her light brown barista apron was bunched around her crotch. She pulled her mask away from her face to talk over the end of the machine’s cycle “Uh…yeah. I’m doing ok” Hanna pulled the mask back and crossed her legs again, and grabbed Mary-Ann’s order. Mary-Ann took her wallet out of her purse and prepared to pay. As Hanna walked back up to the register she put Mary-Ann’s order down and read her the total. Hanna sheepishly looked behind Mary-Ann, and upon seeing there was no one behind she pulled her mask forward again to whisper. “I’m really sorry but we’re a little understaffed right now; and I really…really need to pee.” As she got to the second “really” she bent her knees down again. As Mary-Ann heard the word pee, she felt a sympathetic twinge in her own bladder and felt terrible for the girl behind the counter. “I can wait a moment if you need to run- “ “No! No, if that’s all your getting, I’ll ring you out” Hanna interrupted her a bit loudly, and slapped her mask back into place. Mary-Ann paid with her card and put a twenty in the tip jar. She felt sorry for the poor girl, but there wasn’t much she could do except give her a generous tip and leave the girl to hopefully find relief, as there was a lull in customers “H-have a nice... day” Hanna weakly called to her. Mary-Ann briefly turned and waved to her before heading out the door, back to her car. The ride to the office was short, but as Mary-Ann pulled into a parking spot opposite the office doors, she felt her bladder give her another dull warning, but this time, it didn’t leave; the two morning bottles of gym water had started to collect and the cappuccino wasn’t helping. As Mary-Ann entered her office doors, she was greeted by her secretary Karenna. “Hey boss, rooms ready for briefing.” Karenna was an average built black woman, but she had accented her shoulder-length, straight black hair with dyed-red tips. As prompt as she was resourceful, Mary-Ann wished the 23-year-old didn’t remind her so much of herself right now. Their typical morning briefs would lead right up to nine o-clock, and if the room and Karenna were already good to go, she wouldn’t be able to stop by their single person bathroom. Mary-Ann hoped she would have time to relieve herself before her nine o’clock meeting. Karenna stood up from her desk and pressed down her grey pinstripe suit pants. She gathered her notepad and filed in behind her boss into the small conference room. Before sitting down, she put down her things on the conference table and wiped a bit of fuzz off of her grey suit coat. She had gotten in later than she had wanted and hadn’t yet emptied her morning bladder, which was starting to become an issue. But the 45-minuet meeting in which she was mostly presenting didn’t faze her. She had been in this position for eight months now, and a few desperate minuets weren’t worth interrupting such a tight schedule, especially today. She sat down at the conference table and Mary-Ann stepped up to the awaiting projector. The current active underwriting client’s spreadsheet appeared on the screen as the projector adjusted itself. “Where do we stand on these?” Mary-Ann started “Jones and Richardson both are looking like they’ll get underwritten today. I think we’ll have issues with Wyatt though. They might have given us some bad info on the underwriting paperwork.” As Karenna went into detail about each of the active clients, Mary-Ann discreetly crossed her legs and put her back to the wall. This action went unnoticed by Karenna, who had her own thighs pressed against each other. The two women continued to review the second page of active clients, and as they discussed a peculiar case in which the client had provided their proof of income from a job, they left two weeks prior, Karenna felt her first wave of desperate pressure press against the walls of her hairless pussy. The additional effort that it took for her to hold her filled bladder caused her to hesitate mid-sentence “I can make that...mmhf…call today” Despite her growing desperation, Karenna was determined not to ask for a break. If this meeting dragged on too long, she could potentially delay Mary-Ann, and making her late would be disrespectful to her boss. The only thing she was hoping for is that Mary-Ann didn’t notice her situation. She hated the idea of others knowing her needs. Mary-Ann was also growing acutely aware of her own situation, and had begun to sway her hips in an attempt to ease some of the pressure that was developing in her bladder. While she was paying attention to what Karenna was saying, she was unaware of the situation her protégé was in. The two continued to move the meeting forward, discussing where they were in terms of their goals for the year. Karenna at this point was pressing her backside down into the cushy office chair, the corner of the chair pressed into her crotch. Her calves were locked in place, as her heels and feet were supporting most of her forward weight, they were pointing towards each other to keep her thighs in place. When Karenna looked back up from her papers and finished her sentence, she noticed that Mary-Ann was crossing her legs and seemed to be more focused on the projected graph instead of what Karenna was saying. Mary-Ann’s right arm was clutched against her left forearm, and as she swayed back and forth, Karenna thought Do we seriously both need to piss right now? Mary-Ann hadn’t responded to Karenna’s statement yet, and seemed to be more so watching the clock than giving her undivided attention. Karenna spoke up “Your thoughts?” “Hmm? Oh, yeah, its fine. Good job today, Karenna. Is that all?” Karenna wasn’t satisfied with the non-answer, but it was getting close to nine, and if she could get out a moment sooner, she would take it. “I think that’s it for now, I’ll email you if any of this changes- I gotta step out for a second, your office should be set up.” “I -uh, alright” Mary-Ann started a sentence, but Karenna had already stood and done a 180 towards the door. She walked back to her desk as fast and as discreetly as her heels would let her, and her vagina as tight and contracted as she could get it. She threw her meeting notes over her desk and craned her neck to briefly check Mary-Ann’s office, which was in a windowed room behind her desk. Karenna might have to piss like a racehorse, but she still had a job to do. She exhaled as the strain to stand on her tip toes caused her bladder to contact and a shiver involuntarily sent a hand to her crotch. Mary-Ann’s office looked in order. Now slightly hunched over, Karenna hustled passed the front door, which was glass, and anyone in the parking lot could see her squirm in front her desk. She actually started to doubt that she was going to make it as she reached the corner of the office space that housed the only bathroom. Pressing down on the handle and swinging the light door open in one motion, Karenna nearly ran into the white tiled room. With just a single toilet and a sink, she started to undo her black belt and turned her well-toned ass towards the toilet bowl, anticipating her long overdue release. In her haste, she pulled the belt too quickly and it stuck into place. She felt a wet drop touch her panties. Not wanting to wet her pants, Karenna used what was left of her strength to pull her belt forward and slowly undo it, and when it finally let go, she jammed her fingers into the waist band of her grey suit pants and flung them down to her knees, along with her panties. Before her butt had even touched the porcelain of the toilet seat, a thick, fat stream of piss shot out of her, splattering the back of the raised top before Karenna sat down in a huff, exhausted from the effort it took to avoid pissing her pants. Her breathing slowed back to normal, but her stream stayed strong, and the aspiring black business women sat with her forearms on her thighs, trying to process what just happened and get her head back to her work. Her stream seemed to slow for a moment, but Karenna contracted her bladder muscles again and the stream that was exiting her pee hole resumed with the same force that it had started with, and the hissing sound that was erupting from her thighs filled the room again. As her stream began to subside for a second time, she examined her panties. They were navy blue, and from her perspective, they were still unscathed. She ran her fingers though the fabric, and while it was slightly damp to the touch, they were more than serviceable. She was surprised at what a close call she just had and she sat back in relief. Her stream was just a slight trickle, but her muscles were still contracting, sending shivers from her bladder to her vagina. Karenna’s thoughts drifted back to work I hope Mary-Ann was really just checking the time. If I just cut in front of her for a piss, and took one from her… No. Karenna cut that train of thought short. She tried to convince herself that Mary-Ann was checking the time and making sure she wasn’t late. This move was important for both of their careers, so obviously that would weigh on her mind. I’ve seen her take back-to-back meetings for an entire day’s work. She’s sat through 3-hour licensing classes with a ton of coffee…there’s no way. Karenna looked down at her own, now dripping pussy. Her pink wet skin contrasting with her dark outer lips. It’s not like I didn’t just think that I’d be fine. She wiped, flushed and pulled her pants back up. Reapplying her belt and checking her makeup in the mirror, she noticed that the back of her grey sport coat had gotten wet from her initial explosion. It fared the worst out of all her clothes, but it would dry before the days end, she was sure of it. Her thoughts drifted back to her boss for a moment. There’s no way she needs to piss…right? Mary-Ann Adimari needed to pee. As she watched her young colleague rush out of the room, she pressed her hands against her skin, just above her burning genitals. It was tender, and her tight pencil skirt did little to assist her. Though it was a long skirt, which reached her kneecaps, it was becoming harder and harder to stand still. Her movements had nearly become involuntary, all made worse by the fact that she was in heels. She walked out of the conference room and entered her personal office. A slightly private area, its windows were against just one wall. They allowed her to be aware of what was happening outside her semi-private walls. Her bookcase, which served more as a prop for zoom meetings than actually useful books, was against the back wall, and the opposite wall partially served as a wet bar for closings. She had just refilled the alcohol shelf yesterday, and the different color liquids only served to mock her at this point. The deep red rug that spanned much of the floor gave the room a sophisticated atmosphere and played well with the walnut-colored bookshelves and mahogany desk. Mary-Ann wasn’t paying attention to any of these details as she shoved her meeting notes onto her desk and trudged towards the bathroom in the main office space. She had maybe 30 seconds, but she was also starting to get desperate to pee. She assumed Karenna was done as she approached the door, but the light wood was hardly sound proof. She was instead greeted by a such a loud sigh and a hissing sound that her mind instantly attempted to release her bladder muscles. The sound and sudden force of pressure baring down on her tight snatch caused Mary-Ann to shove her hands deep into her crotch and squeeze every muscle she possibly could. Her thighs and vaginal walls were all directed to halt the force liquid from soiling her clothes. Karenna clearly wasn’t done, and Mary-Ann would be unfashionably late. She winced, attempted to straighten up, and walked back towards her office. As she sat down, some of the other financial partners and representatives from her current company were starting to join the meeting. Sitting in her black office chair, Mary-Ann turned her camera on, and hoped that she could just pay attention for an hour and a half. Karenna had been answering emails and making few morning calls from her desk while occasionally grabbing a drink from the water cooler outside conference room. Despite her close call this morning, she still needed to refresh ever so often and the short walk from her desk to the water cooler was enough to give her mind a quick rest. What helped the day go by the fastest however was the occasional inbound call. It was like a goody bag. Karenna never knew who would be on the other line. For a better connection, they still used landlines, so she could also fiddle with the cord while she talked. It was like her grandmother’s old phone when she was growing up, and a little burst of nostalgia was all she needed sometimes. This time, when it rang, it was a local realtor, looking to connect with Mary-Ann. After the two set a time and a day, Karenna hung up and looked back through the glass at her boss. From where she was sitting, Mary-Ann appeared to be focused on her meeting, and Karenna immediately felt better about her own relief this morning. She hadn’t forced her boss into an uncomfortable position and she felt her dash for the restroom was justified. Mary-Ann was attempting to look professional, but she was as stiff as a statue. Her bladder felt like a rock, and she rubbed her free hand across the tense area. It felt as though every muscle was active in a desperate struggle against herself. The front door swung open and Karenna immediately recognized her as one of their more recent clients. A jovial woman, with brown eyes, brown hair and a round face, she beamed a wide smile at Karenna. “Hey! I just wanted to drop by and thank you guys for helping us out on the new place! We love it!” She presented a small box wrapped neatly in a bow and put it on Karenna’s desk. She was the first client that Karenna had done most of the work for, and to see her so happy with the work that she would even drop by like this was nearly overwhelming for Karenna. She got up from her desk and gave Samantha a friendly hug. “You guys! Thank you so much! What is it?” “Well, my sister just opened a little store around the corner, and she makes gifts, so I thought I’d support her and show my gratitude to you guys.” “Oh, it was nothing really, we get a few different applications every now and then, but you guys were super great with verifying all of that stuff.” In reality, it was a nightmare case, Justin, Samantha’s husband, was in the middle of an audit and his income had suddenly spiked in the past year. This had raised a number of red flags. Despite the pleasant nature of both of them, it was a challenging first client. “Is Mary-Ann here today?” Samantha asked innocently “She is, but she’s in a meeting, I’ll be sure to let her know you stopped by though.” “Thanks, she is such a badass. Do you mind if I use the bathroom real quick?” “Not at all” Karenna pointed her towards the bathroom door and watched the woman walk causally towards it. Her mind went back to her adventure this morning, and now that Mary-Ann had been in her meeting for a while, she only hoped that her boss was in a good spot. Mary-Ann was still trying to present herself as a power broker, but in her mind, she was very obviously rocking back and forth in her chair. Her knee was lifted towards her chest in an attempt to alleviate the pressure. She one hand plastered against her crotch. With just under a half hour to go, Mary-Ann no longer knew what they were talking about, and at this point was blindingly agreeing to the documents presented online, her attorney marking every initial down. Her jaw was locked in an attempt to remain composed, but her labored breathing gave her situation away. She hoped that her microphone hadn’t picked anything up. She didn’t think that she had leaked yet, but her strained muscles were starting to produce a sweat. Mary-Ann couldn’t tell anymore. All she wanted was to pee. Just not in front of the present company, or with any audience really. Sitting back down at her desk, Karenna waived Samantha good-bye as the woman headed for the door, and began to work again. A couple of emails had come through, but nothing of any major urgency. Soon the phone rang, and this time, it was Mary-Ann’s property manager, Donovan. “Hey Karenna, we’ve got a bit of a situation over here at the Addison Street place, could you patch me though to Mary-Ann?” “She’s in a meeting, can I take a message?” “It’s really more important that I speak to her.” While Karenna was speaking with Donovan, Mary-Ann was seriously considering peeing in one of her wet bar cups. She was sure they couldn’t handle two of her gym water bottles and a cappuccino, but it was better than peeing in front of the CEO of one of the largest mortgage companies in the nation, her attorney and business broker. That very real fear was the only thing that was keeping her water in at this point, and even that was failing. With just a few minutes left in the meeting, Mary-Ann lost a spirt of pee into her white panties and her shaking legs were attempting to close the now burst dam, but now that it had started, she was afraid that it wouldn’t stop. But another minute passed. The last page. It was here. Freedom. One more initial and she could have her empire and her salvation. She spirted again. The shock caused her to inhale and she gripped her mahogany desk. With every fiber of her being, she willed her pee-hole closed. Yes. She told her attorney to sign off on the last NDA. She lost again, this time a jet of pee, with a stream thick enough to tickle her closed vaginal walls. But it was over, the greatest meeting of her life was over. She might just make it. “Karenna?” Mary-Ann’s voice was picked up by the landline’s local connection “Yes?” “We’re done here. It went through. I think we’re even taking you with us.” Mary-Ann started dribbling into her panties again “What do you mean you think?” “Just have to check with Sarah” Mary-Ann was too busy trying not to pee herself when Karenna’s future was discussed. Sarah would know though, that’s what attorneys are for. “…alright. By the way, Donovan called. The A/C is out at your complex. I have him on hold, should I send him on over?” Mary-Ann’s brief hope was dashed. The middle of the summer, and the A/C just went out. She wasn’t sure how long this would take, but she was almost sure it would take her relief away as a constant leak into her panties had begun. She could delay this call and attempt to run in heels like a mad woman through her office, and maybe make it. But her property wasn’t Donovan’s only managed one. If she didn’t take this called get this ordered today, her tenants could be without A/C for a week or even longer. “oh..yeah..that’s ok” it was a chance she had to take. In a moment her connection to Karenna was switched and she could hear to dial tone of a connecting call. But with the phone on a cord, her use of her alcohol glasses was out of the question. She attempted to stand in order to re-adjust herself, but she just lost another spirt, this one making through her pantyhose and dripping onto the rug below. Using her chin and shoulder to hold the receiver in place, and shoving her hands into her crotch again, Mary-Ann said answered the phone weakly. “Ms. Mary-Ann! What’s going on?!” The friendly Donovan answered. “I heard the A/C was out” Was all Mary-Ann could muster “Yeah, I could repair the thing for less, but I have no guarantee…” He was talking but Mary-Ann could no longer listen, as she stood, now holding the phone with her right hand, and slightly bent at the knee, Mary-Ann lost another jet of pee. And then another. It was lost, and Mary-Ann knew it. Not caring how she sounded, she told her kind property manager: “Just replace it. Order it, don’t worry about cost. I’m busy, I got to go.” And hung up her the phone. She was going in her panties. It started quick, the first stream finally breaking through her panties and splashing loudly onto the rug. In shame she covered her face with her both her hands. Turning beet red, all she could hear was her pent up pee ruining her rug with a dull splash. After a few moments, she looked down again, and what she was doing hit her. Her panty-house were ruined as wet streaks had formed down her legs where her pee had started to pool in her heels. In reaction to this she cut off the flow and jammed her hand back into her crotch, now soaked and warm. The pain of stopping her flow was unreal. It felt like her entire urinary system had bucked against her wishes to stop peeing, and in revolt, she started leaking again. But Mary-Ann’s body had gone too far and was tired to bend to her will anymore and the leak started to become more forceful in her hand. She realized that now, all she wanted was relief. Dropping her remaining pretenses, she squatted by her desk. Mary-Ann Adimari, one of the top mortgage producers in the nation, now owner of her own mortgage company, was uncontrollably wetting her panties on her office floor. She had neglected to move her skirt, and once her urine had wet through her pantyhose, it started to spread across her butt and soaked through her skirt. But Mary-Ann was too busy enjoying the emptying of her overfilled bladder into her panties to care. She didn’t care about the rug she was soiling. She didn’t even care that Karenna might be able to hear the hiss of her urine rushing though her tired vagina. As the many different rivulets made their way from the seat of her skirt to the rug, Mary-Ann rolled forward onto her knees and pushed the rest of her pee out, and along with whatever had collected in her skirt, she continued to ruin her rug and undergarments in equal measure. She wanted to scream in relief. She was peeing the rest of her bladder’s contents out in an extreme jet of pee and the pleasure was immeasurable. It was as if she had just experienced the most intense orgasm ever, and a cold shiver ran down her spine. Her stream had begun to stop for the most part, her over saturated panties dripped the excess urine down her thighs. As Mary-Ann knelt she briefly wanted to masturbate. In a fleeting moment she imagined herself ripping through her pantyhose and rubbing her clit like a crazed animal. But reality quickly set in. Mary-Ann was saturated from the waist down in her own pee. She had just ignored a serious issue with one of her rentals, and had just ruined a very expensive rug. This wouldn’t be easy to explain away. And then there was Karenna. Mary-Ann couldn’t leave her office while she was there. Mary-Ann was her boss who had obviously just peed herself and she couldn’t even begin to imagine the social implications and the loss of her credibility if Karenna found her out. She at least had her gym clothes to change into, but they were in her car. She’d have to pass Karenna’s desk if she was going to get to them. In her assessment of the situation, Mary-Ann felt that it was important that Karenna didn’t find out first. She quickly hatched and idea. She stood up quickly and called Karenna’s line “Hey Karenna, I’m a little behind right now, I’m going to work though lunch. Could you hold my calls?” “Sure thing” “Oh, and what time were you planning on leaving today?” “Uh, why?” “I need to know what my schedule looks like today” “Five” That was how long Mary-Ann had to lock herself in her office, and how long she could try and deal with the massive dark stain that had formed right next to her desk. She had no towels or real way of drying it. She could pour alcohol on it and claim that a bottle broke. But she couldn’t actually break the bottle or Karenna would hear it. On the other hand, the lack of glass would make it a weak excuse. She decided to just leave it for now and have the rug steam cleaned by a national company. She could bear it if workers that she’d never know or meet again in life questioned why this stain smelled like pee, after all, she didn’t have answer them. Mary-Ann moved to sit back down in her office chair. As she made this motion, she felt her heels squish. She looked down, and could see where trails of pee had soaked her pantyhose all the way down into her heels. She bent down and struggled to slip them off. Disappointed and disgusted with herself she poured a pool of urine out of each heel, and added the dark stain on the rug that she had already made. Leaving her wet and probably ruined heels off, she sat back down in her office chair. It was wet from sweat and the strain of holding back her eventual defeat. Her skirt was wet as well. The best that Mary-Ann could do was hike it up and sit in her clammy chair, bested by her own body. She could feel her wet panties sticking to her genitals. Shame had finally been able to take hold, and she hid her face behind her hands. Karenna was wrong. Mary-Ann had been out of her meeting for almost an hour now, and when Karenna didn’t see her emerge from her office, she knew that her assumptions about this morning’s meeting were wrong. She felt better about the entire situation, that she hadn’t put her boss in a bad spot and that her own struggle was just that. Her own. She reached underneath her desk and pulled out her lunch container. She might be just an amateur cook, but Karenna was going to eat good while she could. As she worked on her lunch and work at the same time, she felt her bladder call out to her for the second time that day. Her occasional trips to the water cooler were catching up with her already irritated bladder. Despite its warning that she should relieve herself, she also started the soda that she had packed with her lunch. A few important emails had come through while she ate and drank. As she replied to the sales leads and searched her computer for related files, her bladder again gave her a signal that it would not be treated the same way it was this morning. Not wanting to squirm and dance in her chair again either, Karenna got up from her desk to relieve herself. Just as she did so, a call came through. She frowned. She hesitated for a moment as she considered letting the call go to her inbox so she could take a piss. However the primitive caller ID read: Darzi, Sarah Damn, she needed to take this. As she answered the phone, she stood in front of her desk and swayed her hips a bit. “Karenna, is Mary-Ann available? It’s very important.” “Sorry, she’s asked me to hold her calls this afternoon. I can take a message.” “I need to review some of the decisions she made today, with her. Are you sure you can’t get us in touch?” Karenna was squeezing her thighs together. She hated that she was desperate to piss again. “Let me see if she’ll make an exception for you. I also have a question for you. She wasn’t specific when I asked her if I was included in the move to her new company.” “Sorry Karenna, I can’t discuss that right now.” Karenna muttered to herself, her job status was in limbo, and she couldn’t get a straight answer. As she bounced her knees together, she put Sarah on hold and called Mary-Ann’s direct line. “Boss, Sarah’s on the line. She wants to discuss some of the decisions you made today.” Mary-Ann groaned. She knew she had messed something up. But what was she going to tell Sarah? Hey, sorry I messed up six months of planning, I was busy peeing my pants. Knowing she wasn’t in the right mindset, she told Karenna to set a time next week with Sarah to recap her apparent mistakes. It wasn’t the answer Karenna was looking for. She was hoping Mary-Ann would have taken the call so that she could go piss, but she set another time with Sarah. Bobbing her knees the entire time, in full view of the glass front door. When she hung up the phone, Karenna swiftly walked towards the bathroom. Paying attention to her belt, Karenna was sure to carefully remove it and pulled her grey suit pants and blue panties down. After lifting the toilet lid, she squatted over the bowl and began spraying her warm piss into the toilet bowl. She enjoyed feeling the pressure evaporate from her bladder as the hiss and sputter of her strong stream echoed against the water. Her jetting stream was nothing when compared to her effort in the morning, lasting a much shorter time before it slowed down and eventually stopped. Karenna contracted her bladder muscle again. Still, just a few drops slipped through her pink insides and fell into the toilet. She wiped, flushed, and pulled her suit pants and panties back over herself. She adjusted herself in the mirror and fixed her hair. She couldn’t help but feel a little jealous that Mary-Ann could wait all this time. Nonetheless, she washed her hands, and felt ready to attack the rest of her day. Mary-Ann couldn’t tell if her soiled clothes were starting to dry or if she had just gotten used to the wetness down her legs and her clammy underwear sticking to her crotch. She sat at her computer, her legs spread wide to attempt to help dry the evidence of her accident. She had thought about peeling off her pantyhose and panties, but the question of hiding them for later and the vulnerable feeling of being naked in public was a bridge she didn’t want to cross. She attempted to work to drown out her own thoughts. It wasn’t the potential embarrassment that frightened her. She wanted to touch herself. She didn’t care why she felt that way, she didn’t want to think about it. Mary-Ann also began to feel the urge to pee again. For a moment she wanted to do it again. Just let go. Stand over her stained rug and feel that rush again. No. She attempted to bury the thought. She was not an animal. She wouldn’t give in to herself again. She needed a greater distraction. Mary-Ann decided to call Donovan back. She dialed his number and asked him to recap what the issue was this morning and apologized for acting so rushed. She omitted why. “Thanks for getting back to me Mary-Ann. Did Karenna tell you?” “What?” “The new unit is on back order, I can’t get one for about three weeks, but I could try and repair this unit in the meantime” “Sure that’s fine, just sign for it and I’ll reimburse you.” “Well, that’s the problem, the company won’t deliver the part I need without your signature, because you own the property. I need you here on site.” Mary-Ann’s heart sank. “What time?” “I can only be here for a little while” “Are you sure there’s no way you can take care of this?” “Sorry, it’s out of my hands” “..I know… and we need that part. Damn. Alright, I’ll head over there.” The two exchanged pleasantries and hung up. Mary-Ann’s fears compounded on themselves. She felt light headed. All she had left to hide her very obvious accident was luck. And now how was she supposed to change? If she got lucky and got by Karenna the first time, walking back in with her gym clothes certainly wouldn’t be an option. Mary-Ann decided to deal with that once she was on the road. First, she had to come up with a way to try and be stealthy about her exit. Or at the very least, professional. Maybe if she walked fast enough, Karenna wouldn’t notice a thing. Her skirt was black, but there was an obvious stain on her butt from crouching down and wetting through it. From the front her pantyhose had dark streaks running the length of her legs. She would have to move fast and rely on her skirts dark color. She called Karenna to let her know that she was needed at her rental and wouldn’t be back at the office. Karenna had hit the wall, it was that time of the afternoon in which everything slowed. With much of her work done for the day, she turned her attention to study. If she was going to dominate the mortgage industry like her boss, she should be asking questions. No sooner had this thought entered her mind than she heard the click of Mary-Ann’s office door. Mary-Ann’s throat was dry as she started her to walk by Karenna. She walked swiftly out of her office and towards the door. Hoping against hope that this would work. She passed Karenna, and when she didn’t say anything, Mary-Ann thought she might just get away with it. She was halfway to the door, and just passed Karenna’s desk. Karenna looked up, and began to ask Mary-Ann a question. She saw a stain on the back of her skirt as she walked by. She had to let her know before she went out. She must have sat on something. But what on earth could have made a stain that big? Karenna put two and two together. “Hey boss, did you.. um…did, you pee your pants?”
  5. Evelyn & Olivia again :) I was sitting at home and I heard the door open. E: "Olivia! I'm home from work!" O: "Hey" E: "How you doing?" O: "Good, you?" E: "Yeah I'm fine. You wanna do something?" I did have something I wanted to do. O: "Can we um... do that thing again?" E: "What thing?" My face started to heat up O: "y'know, like last week?" E: "Last- ooohhhh... you want me to tie you up again?" O: "M- maybe." E: "Sure thing babe, just one second." She went into the kitchen, and a few minutes later came out with a glass of lemonade. E: "Drink this. Gotta get you desperate." I drank the lemonade, and we went into the bedroom. E: "You ready?" O: "mhm" I removed everything except for my panties and got onto the bed. Evelyn tied each of my arms and legs to the corners of the bed. E: " Need to pee yet?" O: "Eh, not really- AH!" Suddenly, out of nowhere a huge spike of desperation hit me. My hands tried to grab myself, but were restricted by the chains. I tried to cross my legs, but they were tied too. O: "What happened!?" E: "I added something special to the lemonade. Something to speed up the process." O: "Holy s-shit" My hips swayed from side to side, wishing I could hold myself. Evelyn sat on the bed next to me, and started to rub my crotch. O: "mph- ah f- fuck~" E: You're a little stiff down there Liv~ You're really enjoying this, huh? O: "Y- yeah-" I said between gasps and moans off pleasure of desperation. Evelyn laid down next to me, softly kissing my face and still rubbing me. O: "Ohhhmyggod- Eve- oh fuck that's good!" I couldn't stop squirming, mostly from needing to pee, but also from how good Evelyn's hand felt on me. Eventually I came, making a small wet spot in my panties. I laid there, breathing heavily, heart beating fast. O: "Mmm... Ev..." Then, the need to pee came back, even stronger than before. My legs desperately tried to squeeze themselves together, but they were stuck spread out wide. O: "Ah- oh my- I need to piss so fucking bad!" E: "Too bad you're all tied up, my love~" Evelyn got on top of me, resting herself on my body, and putting extra pressure on my already bursting bladder. I let out a moan of pain. O: "AHH! ow- ffff- Evelyn, g- get off" I was so desperate that I couldn't even form a proper sentence. All of my strength and energy was going into holding not soaking the bedsheets. O: "nnnggghhh- aahhh- oh!" A "hot spurt of piss escaped me." Evelyn giggled, then put all of her weight onto my bladder. The pain and pressure in my bladder and crotch was extreme, but at the same time it felt so good. At last I couldn't hold it anymore, and what felt like gallons of steaming yellow pee streamed out of me, soaking my panties, the bed, and Evelyn's hand. O: "ahhh... " Evelyn hugged and kissed me, still softly rubbing me through my soaked panties. E: Good girl. You ready to be untied? O: "yeahhh..." I said, still feeling the relief of not having litres of pee in my bladder. Evelyn untied me, and we continued to lay there on the bed, cuddling and relaxing, feeling the warmth of the massive puddle I created.
  6. It was just an accident >.< VID_20230807_103800_261.mp4
  7. View File DAPS-073 DAPS-073 - Wee-Wee Indulgence Nana Saeki DAPS-073-01 - While restocking shelves at a convenience store a desperate woman wets herself. DAPS-073-02 - The next day the boss tells his employee that he is stepping out for a minute and wants her to run the register if any customers come along. The woman badly needs to pee but doesn't want to leave to go use the bathroom incase someone needs assistance. Just then a man with a very full basket comes over so now the woman has to scan all of his grocery's. While scanning the man grocery's the woman loses control and wets herself. DAPS-073-03 - A woman desperate to pee rushes over to use the bathroom only to find it is occupied. She then decides she should just check out with her grocery's and go find another bathroom only to find the line is very long meaning she is just going to have to hold it no matter what. With the person in the restroom not coming out yet and the checkout line not getting any shorter or going any faster she loses control and wets herself infront of everyone. DAPS-073-04 - A schoolgirl gets caught shoplifting and is brought to the backroom for questioning. She needs to pee badly but the man wont let her leave causing her to wet herself. DAPS-073-05 - A drunk woman steps away from the bar to go use the restroom only to fall over and wet herself. DAPS-073-06 - A desperate business woman has to endure a long walk home. When she gets close to home she can no longer hold it and wets her pants. DAPS-073-07 - The actress plays with herself until she wets herself. Screenshots are in order of the files DAPS-073 Uncut has everything above plus sex Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 08/07/2023 Category JAV Collections  
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    OMZ-001 - Limit Wee-Wee Indulgence Nene Fujimori OMZ-001-01 - A teacher wakes up and finds out she has overslept so she quickly gets dressed and runs out the door without using the bathroom first. She then has to endure a long desperate walk getting to class. Once in the classroom she tries her best to make it to the end of the class. She tries to excuse herself to the restroom but (you) the student won't let her leave so she ends up wetting herself. OMZ-001-02 - Yet another day where the teacher is desperate to pee and has to try and hold it until the end of class but ends up wetting herself again. This time she wets herself behind her desk and pretends to accidently spill her drink to prevent being humiliated. OMZ-001-03 - The actress desperate to pee is chained up in a cage wearing a playboy outfit until she wets herself. OMZ-001-04 - The actress plays with herself until she starts pissing everywhere. OMZ-001-05 - Yet again you find yourself in the classroom with the teacher who needs to pee only this time instead of trying to hide it she starts flirting with you while playing with herself until she wets herself. Screenshots are in order of the files OMZ-001 Uncut has everything above plus sex Enjoy
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  9. View File OMZ-001 OMZ-001-01 - A teacher wakes up and finds out she has overslept so she quickly gets dressed and runs out the door without using the bathroom first. She then has to endure a long desperate walk getting to class. Once in the classroom she tries her best to make it to the end of the class. She tries to excuse herself to the restroom but (you) the student won't let her leave so she ends up wetting herself. OMZ-001-02 - Yet another day where the teacher is desperate to pee and has to try and hold it until the end of class but ends up wetting herself again. This time she wets herself behind her desk and pretends to accidently spill her drink to prevent being humiliated. OMZ-001-03 - The actress desperate to pee is chained up in a cage wearing a playboy outfit until she wets herself. OMZ-001-04 - The actress plays with herself until she starts pissing everywhere. OMZ-001-05 - Yet again you find yourself in the classroom with the teacher who needs to pee only this time instead of trying to hide it she starts flirting with you while playing with herself until she wets herself. Screenshots are in order of the files OMZ-001 Uncut has everything above plus sex Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 08/07/2023 Category JAV Collections  
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    DAPS-063 Akane Mochida DAPS-063-01 - A desperate woman tries to hold it for as long as she can while the cameraman pokes at her and presses on her bladder until she wets herself. DAPS-063-02 - The actress plays with herself until she starts pissing everywhere. DAPS-063-03 - A schoolgirl sits on a desk and holds it for as long as she can until she wets herself. DAPS-063-04 - A desperate woman walks down the street looking for a bathroom. When she finds one she finds out someone is currently using it and loses control wetting herself. DAPS-063-05 - A desperate woman walks down the hall for a little bit before pulling her panties down and pissing on the floor. DAPS-063-06 - While in a bedroom the actress stands up and wets her panties. Screenshots are in order of the files DAPS-063 Uncut has everything above plus sex Enjoy
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  11. View File DAPS-063 DAPS-063 Akane Mochida DAPS-063-01 - A desperate woman tries to hold it for as long as she can while the cameraman pokes at her and presses on her bladder until she wets herself. DAPS-063-02 - The actress plays with herself until she starts pissing everywhere. DAPS-063-03 - A schoolgirl sits on a desk and holds it for as long as she can until she wets herself. DAPS-063-04 - A desperate woman walks down the street looking for a bathroom. When she finds one she finds out someone is currently using it and loses control wetting herself. DAPS-063-05 - A desperate woman walks down the hall for a little bit before pulling her panties down and pissing on the floor. DAPS-063-06 - While in a bedroom the actress stands up and wets her panties. Screenshots are in order of the files DAPS-063 Uncut has everything above plus sex Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 08/07/2023 Category JAV Collections  
  12. View File DAPJ-126 A bunch of desperate wettings/ peeing scenes with a few blow jobs that I tried to edit around but It wouldn't let me. Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 08/07/2023 Category JAV Collections  
  13. Title explains it all, nudity https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=64d00a5f18a65
  14. Today I went to the movies and drank too much soda, and when I came back home I was absolutely bursting for a pee. So, I did what anyone would do, I hopped in the shower and tried to hold it until I had an accident lol 20230611_000937 - Trim O1.mp4
  15. The irony is that I've been interested in desperation and wetting as long as I can remember, so I finally registered here in the middle of January. However, I did not really know what to contribute until this unbelievable experience happened only two days ago and it will forever stay in my mind. So, I moved to a beautiful city two months ago to attend university. When I was home for Christmas, my mum decided that she would finally come and visit me with her (new) boyfriend of about a year. My parents are divorced and my mum is only 42. We agreed that I should just give them some hotel recommendations and plan some events for the weekend. Now, they came to visit last weekend and had some plans for themselves on Friday and Saturday like going to museums and the theatre. On Sunday morning I planned a city tour with them as it got recommended by a friend and I had not done it myself either. The tour was going to take place on a special tour bus that could also swim in the water like a ship. On the ticket it said that everybody should be at the meeting point at least 30 minutes before the tour starts. I met my mum and her boyfriend David around 45 minutes before the tour start and we found out that nobody was there except us. My mum was angry with me that we had met so early as she deemed this to be totally unnecessary. As it was quite cold, we decided to walk around in that quarter of the city a little and also passed a small coffee shop. Neither I nor David wanted to buy anything, but my mum got herself quite a big coffee to go in order to warm herself up. About 15 minutes before the tour was supposed to start we were back at the meeting point and there were about 30 people waiting with us. A guy from the tour company told us that the bus will arrive about 10 minutes late and asked us for some patience. My mum had finished her coffee by then and was starting to get cold again. When the bus had still not arrived about 10 minutes after the scheduled time, my mum started to move her legs while David hugged her to keep her warm. "I'm getting really cold and I have to pee!", she announced. She then asked me whether there is any toilet nearby, but I said that I don't know this area and that she should ask the guy from the tour company. But she said that it is ok and that she will use the toilet on the bus. Probably the biggest mistake of her life. The bus then arrived and after another 10 minutes everybody was finally seated. It was a special bus that looked like a mixture of a bus and a boat and instead of a normal door you had to board the bus via a stairway that could be pulled up from inside the bus. Before we started moving, a funny tour guide introduced himself and made some safety announcements. We then started moving and first passed through an old part of the city and the tour guide gave us some interesting facts. After about 25 minutes we were supposed to go in the driver and become a boat for most of the tour, but the whole tour would take us only 70 minutes in total. We all sat in one row with David at the window, my mum in the middle and me at the aisle. After about 15 minutes on the bus, when the tour guide stopped speaking for a few minutes, my mum said that she will go and use the toilet and asked me to let her out. When she got out of her seat, her ass in her tight jeans went right next to my face and I could see her pantyline through her jeans. I thought that she would wear a thong for her boyfriend, but obviously she did not. Although she is my mum, I could not stop thinking about the fact that her ass will plop on a dirty bus toilet seat within the next minute with a huge gusher of coffee-laced urine coming out of her peehole. My mum then moved to the back of the bus where another guy from the tour company was seated with a small cubicle next to him that seemed to be the toilet. I could see my mum talking to the guy and she came back after a few seconds with a worried look on her face and she sat down again without saying anything. "What's wrong, why didn't you go?", I asked. "Errr....they don't have a toilet on this bus....". "What???? Really!!!!????", David asked. "I can't believe this", my mum laughed nervously. She tried to sound as casual as possible, but I could hear from her voice that she seemed really shocked by that information. "So, what are you gonna do now?", David asked. "Errr...what am I supposed to do??? I don't know! How long are we gonna be on this bus?" "Another hour or so", I replied. "Another hour??? Ok, I'll never be able hold this for another hour, my bladder is already bursting! I'll ask the tour guide what I should do and if they can stop somewhere." But my mum could not ask the tour guide immediately as he had started talking again and announced that we were going to prepare to get into the water and that we should get our cellphones ready as this would be the highlight of the tour. As soon as we were in the water moving like a slow boat, my mum turned to me and asked me to go to the front to ask the tour guide what to do so she does not have to get up again. I went up to him and he told me that we were gonna be on the water for 35-40 minutes now and that he cannot stop anywhere. But if it is really bad whe should get back to him once we are back on land. When I explained the situation to my mum she said: "Oh my god, this can't be happening. There must be another way...I mean, there are also elderly people on this bus, what are they supposed to do? They need to have a freakin' toilet on this bus somehow!" I later found out that it says on the website of the tour company that there is no toilet due to the special construction of the bus. David put his arm around my mum and tried to comfort her and she was quiet for the next 10 minutes. I noticed, however, that she could hardly sit still anymore as she constantly crossed or moved her legs. After about 10 minutes, my mum sat straight up in her seat with her legs pressed together and put one hand on her lap. "Oh my god, this is getting really bad now. I honestly don't know how much longer I can hold it..." David tried to comfort her and said that she would just have to hold it for maybe 20 more minutes until we are back on land. But it did not really seem to comfort my mum as she started squirming in her seat trying to cross and re-cross her legs. Another few minutes passed until my mum suddenly pressed both of her hands on her lap and announced: "Guys, I'm really sorry, but I HAVE to go to the bathroom. Can somebody please go and tell the guy that this is an emergency, I really really have to go!" I then went to the front again to ask the tour guide and driver to stop somewhere. He seemed a little annoyed now and told me once again that he can't do anything now as long as we are on the water. But he will try to stop somewhere as soon as we are back on land in about 20 minutes. When I told my mum, she seemed to panic and gripped her thighs with all her strength. She then started bouncing up and down and jiggled her ass from left to right on the seat. My mum was in full-on panic mode now and David told her to breathe and relax and that she will get to a toilet soon. "I can't fucking relax, I swear to God, my pee is about to come out!" Another 2-3 minutes went by until my mum sat straight up for a few seconds again, this time briefly grabbing her crotch with one hand, but letting go as soon as David looked at her. She then moved one leg up on her seat and seemed to try to sit on the heal of her boot, but soon she put her leg back on the ground. "Oh my god...how much longer is it??? I really don't know how to hold this any more!" "Only a few more minutes, you'll make it!", said David. My mum went quiet and leaned forward on her knees with her head downwards. David tried to encourage her by patting on her back. Maybe 4-5 minutes went by until my mum suddenly went from being quiet to not caring about anything anymore. "No no no no no no no...I need to get out of this freaking bus, like now...ohmygod." She was furiously rubbing her thighs like a madwoman now and then she started breathing heavily like she had to give birth to me for a second time. As she breathed more and more heavily, she said "Oh my god, I'm getting hot flashes, I feel like I'm going to faint..." David immediately grabbed a bottle of water from his backpack and put some drips of water on her face so she would not really black out, but she was gripping her thighs until her knuckles got white. She then once again said "I swear, I need to get off like RIGHT NOW...tell anyone I need to get off the bus NOW!" My mum then furiously rubbed her thighs again until she suddenly stopped and held her breath. A few seconds later her whole body seemed to start shaking for a moment and she pressed her hands to the left and right of her seat as hard as she could while pressing her legs together. When that measure did not seem to help enough, her right hand shot to her crotch and she must have completely forgotten her dignity by this point as she grabbed between her legs as if her life depended on it. "Oh.God. I'm not gonna make it....I'm not gonna make it....I'm not...", my mum whispered out of breath. David tried to hug her and said "it's gonna be okay", but my mum just pushed him away with her other hand and did not say anything. However, she briefly seemed to regain her composure a little after a few seconds as she tried to move away her hand from her crotch. But only a few seconds later she put the hand back and kinda bumped her fist into her private parts several times. She then started bouncing her legs up and down so fast as if she were running somewhere. Additionally she started jiggling her ass from left to right on the seat as if she wanted to alternately sit on David's and my lap. "Oh my God, this can't be real! Guys, I'm not gonna make it! I'm serious, I'm gonna pee in my pants, this is happening....oh my God!" "No, you're not!", David said. "Don't be stupid." David then once again told her that "everything is gonna be okay" and that "we are almost there" and that she should calm down. We were still on the water, but the tour guide announced that we were gonna be back ashore within the next 10 minutes with the bus coming out of the water being another highlight. For one or two minutes my mum was hunched over once again in her seat, but then she seemed to be overcome by another huge wave of desperation. She started acting like a gymnast who has to double cross her legs while bouncing them on the ground and at the same time holding your crotch from the front and back with both hands. She then started to almost hyperventilate and I could see that her face was getting more and more red by the second. to be continued
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  17. Hello, artists and art-folks. I'm currently working on a text-based game called Pants' Labyrinth. (You can download the alpha here!) The game includes numerous sexual scenes with the residents of Penny's Adult Nursery/Training School, which of course involve elements of omorashi, desperation, diaper wetting, messing, and so on. I want to work with an artist (maybe more than one!) to create portraits of the NPCs- essentially just pieces which show the character as you might find them in the game. For example, happy-go-lucky Katelyn (see spoiler below) can be found running around on the playground in the front-yard area. She's wearing regular panties, and is into omorashi and desperation wetting. If your character is horny enough, you can proposition her- but she'll only give you what you want if you can beat her at a holding contest! You get the idea. (That art, by the way, is a commission by RoseGemiinii (Gemiinii#2297).) I'd like to commission said artist for 6-8 similar flat-color pieces with the rest of the characters. Pricewise, I'll pay what's on your commission sheet. I may not be a wealthy man, but honest work deserves honest pay. (And you WILL get exposure, but that doesn't pay rent! 😛) Side note: In the finished product, I'd even like to commission some lewder art of the acts depicted in the game! That's more of a stretch goal for me, though- not putting the cart before the horse here. I will pay in advance (isn't that how it always works?), but per commission (i.e., paying as we go. Sorry- once we've established a working relationship I'd be happy to revisit this, though!) Currently, most of the characters are planned, personality-wise, but fewer are set in stone in terms of how I'd want the portraits to look. As such, this would be an ongoing working relationship, with me periodically commissioning you for pieces as I add more to the game. I can say for sure, however, that I'd be commissioning at least one piece right away (with another coming up really soon!). I know that can be a bit of a red flag, but I assure you that I know exactly what I'm looking for when I commission a piece, and I always make sure your artistic voice shines through, too! (See spoiler below for an example of the kind of detailed references I provide.) If you're interested, post your commission sheet and/or some of your works! TL;DR: Looking for Omorashi/ABDL artist(s?) to become the official artist(s) of text-based game Pants' Labyrinth (click here to read about it), commissioned of course. You'll be paid just the same as if I commissioned you 8 (or more!) separate times. Honestly, I'm doing it this way because I'm shy and indecisive.
  18. First time I have ever tried doing this. I am beginning to get my first "warning signs" of an impending full bladder so I am going to try timing with a stopwatch how long I can hold off before I burst. My Partner is in tonight so whether I will go the full way or just see how long I can keep myself ticking over I'm not sure. I haven't been well hydrated but trying to rectify that during the timing. Wish me luck.. I am a recovering prude and bricking it!!
  19. Este post fue hecho porque recientemente recordé haber visto una película hace muchos años (debió ser alrededor de ~2005-2009) donde una chica es intimidada por un hombre y ella termina orinando sus panties de color gris (eso lo recuerdo claramente). Según yo la chica era una colegiala y la película salió en el canal 22 de México. No logro recordar nada más. Si tienen alguna información me encantaría conocerla. También si quieren hablar o tienen películas con escenas así tomo recomendaciones. Muchas Nunca he visto post en español en este sitio así que me disculpo si va contra alguna regla. I do speak english tho. Sorry if the post it's against any rule.
  20. View File DLSL-442 足つぼマッサージ店 激痛ハプニングお漏らし DLSL-442 Peeing – 18 persons Trouble of peeing while foot massaging Enjoy Submitter rushe Submitted 08/05/2023 Category JAV Collections  
  21. I first met my boyfriend at work. We both worked in marketing and I thought he was good looking and we would speak casually here and there but nothing more than that. I moved on to another company but I would see him at different events and conferences and sometimes bars which resulted in us getting to know each other better. One night we planned to meet up at a popular bar, it was a hectic week, some of my other friends were there and they began buying me drinks. I was feeling pretty good and looking pretty good I must say. In my blue dress.With the alcohol flowing, the pee began flowing... into my blue panties. I didn't care though, the bathroom lines were too long and it made me feel naughty. By the time my 'not yet boyfriend' showed up I was fairly drunk. We had a good time and hung out until closing. Afterwards we went outside to a quiet area and sat on a bench and talked and kissed and I began rubbing his crotch and soon I reached into his pants and rubbed some more. He reached under my dress and found my soaked panties. He said 'someone's wet'. I can hardly believe my response, but you know- alcohol. I said ' yeah the lines were too long and I peed myself' He kept his hand on my crotch, but he used his other hand to try to stop me from rubbing his dick, but it was too late. He blew his load right into his boxers. I said 'I guess I'm not the only one who has to change their underwear'. He was sooo embarrassed and I was sooo turned on. I told him how hot that was and to not be embarrassed at all. We decided to go back to his place. I left my car there in the parking lot and we walked a few blocks to his apartment. By the time we got there I was bursting to pee again. I was squirming in the elevator and as he unlocked his door. I rushed to the bathroom spurting in my panties along the way. We were both so turned on that we began taking each other's clothes off. I kept my panties on though, had him lay on the bed as I climbed on top and pulled my panties to the side and straddled him with my wet thighs and began to ride him. He was gripping my hips trying to slow me down. Poor guy, he was about to cum again and couldn't hold his load. He shot it deep inside me in no time at all. We both passed out quickly after. I woke up a couple of hours later needing to pee. I was in a panic at first because my panties and sheets were wet and I thought I peed the bed. I realized it was pee from earlier and his creampie. I got up and went to the bathroom and laid my panties on the air conditioner. He woke up as I was coming back to bed to use the bathroom. And I was thinking, even though me making him cum was a turn on, I was a little unsatisfied and began to wonder if he was just really turned on or was he normally a premature ejaculator. So I pulled him towards me and spread my legs and he got on top of me,this time and he did not disappoint. We had great sex and fell back to sleep. The next morning I grabbed my panties, which were dry at that point with a big pee stain in the crotch. We finished getting dressed, he walked me back to my car and we've been have great sex ever since.
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