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  1. From the album: [English] Random translated comics/images by Bilingual guy

    Small story of a mom who had to pick up her daughter from school due to her wetting herself again. They get stick in traffic, and although the daughter gets to pee in a bottle( she overfills it), the mom wets herself. Just a heads up, This comic was REALLY hard to read, therefore I had to make an educated guess on some of the text boxes on pages 3 and 13. Sorry if it sounds weird or incorrect. I think I did get it right for the most part.
  2. From the album: AlphaHyoudou's Art

    The best photo in the world~ More stuff in my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/AlphaHyoudou
  3. I woke up one morning naturally to the sun in my face and no alarm to be heard. It was nice to get to wake up when I felt like it. I laid there for a few minutes, but it felt a little chilly. Normally, i sleep naked, but that night I had slept in a tank top and pair of cotton panties my boyfriend asked me to sleep in. I pulled my blanket back over me but was still chilly. I put my hands in between my legs for warmth, but thats when I felt that my panties were wet. I have never had an actual bedwetting accident while I slept so at first I panicked. Then my groggy brain realized the bed itself wasn't wet, so I hadn't in fact peed the bed, much to my relief, and I still had to pee. It took a good few minutes laying there, raking my tired brain to remember I had gotten up in the middle of the night to use the restroom and I must have been so tired I forgot to pull my panties down. That was quite an alarming surprise, but I can't say I'm mad. I got up finally to pee and figured might as well pee the panties again since they were already wet. I was half tempted to wear the dirty panties to work 😈 but I'm not that ballsy.
  4. Today, I decided to make a video for my boyfriend. A daring video to say the least. I decided to take a trip to our outdoor mall and I just started walking around. I chose to wear a tshirt and a long flowing skirt with shorts underneath, should an accident happen. I walked around the mall looking for the perfect spot that was secluded enough for me to pee myself and not get caught, but daring enough because there was a potential. Eventually, as I walked around I did start to really have to pee. It came down to needing to quickly find a spot. I found a tucked away alley that had a nice big column to stand behind and a window that had a boxed in mannequin so noone could actually look through the window. I pulled my phone out to record it, pulled my skirt aside and let go fully peeing myself right there at the mall. I saw in the reflection a man walk by along the sidewalk along the street and a rush went through me. After I stopped peeing, I looked down briefly at my puddle, a little proud of how brave I was, and then got the hell out of there. As I was getting in my car, my boyfriend called having left work early. I told him I had a surprise for him as he didn't know I had gone out. I got home right before he did and sent the video to him while we were still on the phone. It wasn't until we were inside and I was getting undress that he found out what happened. One thing led to another and I think that was a video well made. 😈
  5. Just a little trickle you might like Weepinkpantiesweewee.mp4
  6. Once we had gone out of state to go to a zoo. Well on the way there we thought of an idea to make the trip a little more fun. At that point in time, we hadn't tried anything public yet, so it wasn't peeing at the zoo. At some point, I want to do that though. But, back to the story, we decided before heading home to get a bunch of towels and lay it down in my seat that way on the way home I could just pee myself and drive along in wet panties. Small side note, this was also before my boyfriend and I had me in diapers. If I were to do this again, I would just have a diaper for less mess. The drive back was better fun though. It was only a few hours, but had managed to pee twice. We should have got one more towel though, because I made it leak through a little. Definitely would do this again though, just differently next time.
  7. Today, I feel like a really bad girl. I have spent my entire day in diapers. Having an accident whenever I please. I enjoy the warm puddle that forms in my diaper as I fill it with pee. I also have been thinking about all the naughty things I want to do. I want to go out and record myself wetting a skirt in public for my boyfriend. I want us to go to our local gardens and we spend the day walking around with me having "accidents" through the pathways leaving no evidence other than the puddle on the walkway. Im on my third diaper of the day, having peed myself 4-5 times and completely overfilling my first diaper of the day. As I lay in bed, drinking water, and getting this diaper nice and damp before I fall asleep I'm really grateful my boyfriend is turned on by this naughty side of me that I'm learning to be ok with and honestly love. So, the question still remains, am I a bad girl? 😈
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  10. I've had this fantasy in my head for a long time. Excited to finally attempt to bring it into reality! Hope you enjoy 😉 - Milo Four Desperate Passengers, and a Fern by Milo Snatch Chapter 1 April really did not plan this well. She was sitting on her boyfriend’s lap, squeezed between boxes and bins of their things piled to the roof in the backseat of his college roommate’s Subaru. “Fuck!” The former roommate, Nova, yelled, laying hard on the horn, their blue and purple cropped sparkly hair whirling in frustration and a flush rising across pale, freckled cheeks, their black band t-shirt and grey sweats clinging to their skin on the hot LA summer day. Even their feet were sweating in their black sneakers. “Love,” said a deep, soft voice from the front passenger seat, “They all heard you the first, second, fifth time. This isn’t making the traffic move any faster.” “Yeah, yeah, I know babe” Nova sighed, leaning their head back and resting a hand on Milo’s thick bare thigh. His choice in dark green shorts and a white and green patterned button down shirt and comfortable sandals was enviable in the heat. “Makes me feel better for a bit, though.” “That makes one of us. Hey—“ Milo turned around, adjusting the large potted fern between his thighs and peering back at the pair stacked in the backseat, his warm brown eyes under loose black curls meeting April’s gaze, a hint of dark facial hair adoring his upper lip and side burns. “Do either of you see my bag back there? I have some earplugs that would be really handy right about now.” April did, in fact, see Milo’s bag, slumped unceremoniously behind his seat in the floorboard. “Uh, yeah, I see it,” she said, and paused, clenching her fists. “….could you hand it to me?” Milo asked, confusion washing across his face as he noticed April’s tense demeanor. “I can’t,” came a muffled sound from behind her, and half of Harper’s clean shaven, tanned face appeared around April’s shoulder. His blue eyed expression had his usual goofy grin on it underneath long sea salt covered dirty blond hair. A true lean Californian surfer boy in khaki shorts, blue tank top and flip flops. “Little stuck back here.” “Hardy har. Or should I say, Harpy har,” Milo chuckled at his own joke. Nova groaned in response which only made Milo giggle harder. “I can, yeah, I can get your bag,” April finally responded. She steeled her jaw and began bending over at the waist, her and Harper’s shared seatbelt digging into her lower abdomen along with the waist of her tight dark jean shorts. Her chest and belly stretched the fabric of her light purple t-shirt from a local LGBTQ charity event she’d volunteered at, and Harper couldn’t help but admire his gorgeous girlfriend from such a tantalizing angle, her buzzed brunette hair and long gold chain earrings glinting in the summer sunlight, juicy thighs spilling over his lap. Whimpering softly, she extended her hand past her grey sneakers and grasped for the bag, missing it the first two times and, huffing, made one final lunge, grabbing a handful of the tan canvas fabric. She froze in place, a look of horror on her face. “Whoa, April, you ok??” Milo asked, concerned, still twisted around in his seat. “You don’t look so good.” “I—“ she began softly, looking down as she slowly righted herself, a deep pink blush rising from her chest to her forehead. She held the bag out to Milo without looking up, and mumbled something so softly no one could hear the words over the cacophony of random car horns chorusing around them. “Sorry?” Milo asked. “I HAVE TO PEE!” April bellowed, finally looking up to meet Milo’s surprised gaze. She felt Harper stiffen beneath her. “I’ve had to pee since we left but I thought it’d be a short drive and we’re already behind schedule and you both have been so nice I didn’t want to waste more time, but then we hit traffic and then it got worse, and we three—“ she gestured to herself, Harper and Milo”—had all those terrible IPAs while we were packing, and when I reached for your bag a little came out and now I’m about to piss on my boyfriend in the back seat of a someone’s car who I just met today and I’m… so…. SORRY!!” she wailed, tossing the bag at Milo and covering her teary eyed face in her hands. The car fell silent, the only sounds being April crying quietly and the ever present heavy traffic noises outside. Harper wrapped his arms around April and hugged her tenderly, kissing the back of her neck. “Well, guess I’m not the only one then,” Nova said finally, laughing wryly and running a hand through their hair. April looked up, sniffling, her honey brown eyes meeting their green ones in the mirror. “Look, I know we just met, but things happen,” Nova continued, expression softening. “If you need to piss in my car then you need to piss in my car. It’s not ideal, but also, you know, crying and being in pain isn’t ideal either. Worse, really.” Nova moved one hand down over their sweatpants and grabbed themself firmly, wiggling in their seat. They looked over to Milo and said “Sorry I’ve been such a pain with the horn. I’ve had to piss so bad and sitting here isn’t making it any easier. Thanks to April’s honestly at least I can hold myself now, shit.” They scrunched up their forehead in concentration and stared ahead, rocking gently in their seat. Milo reached over and rubbed Nova’s arm gently. “Spiro?” He asked, dryly. “The one and only. Bitch,” Nova huffed, squeezing themself tighter. “If I may,” Harper’s muffled voice spoke up from the back. “My camping gear is in one of these boxes. I’m pretty sure my bear canister is in there and it’s 5 liters. Could be a useful solution?” He gently squeezed April’s shoulders in encouragement. “Also? I’m gonna need to pee soon as well. Damn IPAs.” “Make that four of us, then,” Milo sighed from the front seat, tensing his thighs as far together as he could given the fern between them. “Also, what’s a bear canister?” “Large heavy-duty plastic container to seal food and toiletries and anything a bear would want to eat inside while you’re backpacking,” Harper replied happily. “And waterproof. Which is helpful for us now, but in reverse!” April’s tears had slowed down and as she rubbed her face with the back of her hand she started giggling quietly, which quickly caught on with the other three as they all began laughing at how ridiculous their situation was. “How did we do this so badly?” Nova cackled, grimacing as laughter jostled their bladder. “Four people desperate to pee, stuck in traffic for an hour and half, pinned in by the contents of an apartment with the best hope to fucking piss in a bear canister and hope no one around us looks over at the exact worst time.” Milo was giggling uncontrollably into the leaves of the fern, Harper and April collapsed together in the back, April’s hands now firmly gripping herself over her shorts to prevent more leaks as they all laughed and laughed. “Thanks, y’all,” April finally said with a sigh when they began calming down. “I’m still very embarrassed but feeling better I’m not alon—“ She gasped quickly and sat upright. Harper felt a small moment of warmth on his right thigh, and his dick twitched in response. He hated seeing his girl in pain and discomfort, but something about this situation was turning him on. Focus, dude, he thought, Not the time! But he couldn’t help feeling pinned down in the most delicious way, stuck between two piles of boxes and his writhing girlfriend on his lap, gasping and moaning with the fear of letting go all over him, warmth seeping into his shorts and the cushion below. He shook his head quickly and rubbed her back. “Ok, time to find that canister,” he said, looking around at the box labels. April just whimpered in response and held herself as tight as she could. Milo and Harper quickly stopped laughing, looks of concern on their faces at their new friend’s predicament, the air around the group sobering up just like the passengers with those IPAs long in the past. The reality of their situation was starting to creep in. If they didn’t find a viable option soon things were about to get very wet. “Ah ha!” Harper said, pointing to the second box down on his right side with the word GEAR written on it. “There’s my camping supplies. Ok, how to get it out….?” April turned her head and started calculating how this was going to go. Her face paled. “I’m going to have to move these boxes around, aren’t I,” she said quietly. “Are there no other options? Any water bottles available? I’ll take anything!” “No, none of us brought any water or drinks,” Milo said sadly. “Could you hop out and move them maybe?” April asked him, but Nova was already shaking their head and answered, “Nope, this traffic is too touch and go and I’m in the left most lane, we can’t be sure if we’d stay still long enough to sort through your stuff without causing more of a ruckus. I don’t want to deal with angry drivers as four queer people today, especially with two of us being trans. Even in LA.” “Yeah, you’re right,” April agreed, and groaned as she felt how heavy her bladder was pressing downward. “Ok! I can do this. I have to do this. Harp? You need to hold me while I’m looking otherwise I’m going to go, I’m so close.” Harper quickly assisted, moving his hands over hers and pressing into her vulva. She moved her hands away and turned quickly to pick up the first box on her right. As she exerted herself, though, another spurt found its way out of her, warming Harper’s hand. “No!” April gasped, “Baby, you gotta hold me harder, zip down my shorts! Now!” He quickly did as he was told, unbuttoning the jean shorts pulled tight against her extended abdomen and zipping her luscious belly free. Another stream escaped just as Harper pressed his fingers to the outside of her black underwear, shivering slightly at how warm and wet it felt as her hot pee ran over his fingers. His dick was definitely getting hard now. He hoped she wouldn’t notice. April was mortified… and horny as fuck. She could feel Harp’s fingers pressed to her pussy lips, just below her throbbing clit, and it felt electric to realize how little control she had over her body right now, how wrong it felt to piss on her lover’s hand, and how much she’d actually love nothing more than to let go and flood her clothes and his lap. But this wasn’t her car and she didn’t want to impose any more on Nova and Milo after all they had done to help them move. So she braced herself and picked up the top box once again, saying “Milo, can you hold this please?” and handed it to him. He twisted around and looked like he was concentrating hard to grab the box with his legs wide open. “Yep, no problem,” he said with a strained voice. “I’m hurrying!” April said and quickly moved back and ripped open the top of the camping gear box. Thank god we didn’t use tape, she thought as she rifled through the contents and found what she was looking for: A large 5L heavy blue plastic cylinder with a wide mouth covered by a flat twist lid. “Got it!” The others cheered as she closed the gear box up and received the other one back from Milo to toss on top. She almost didn’t care that she leaked again, the longer spurt spilling over Harper’s fingers and soaking through to her boyfriend’s khaki shorts below, because she was about to finally let it all go. “Alright, Harp, let’s trade,” she said quickly, moving her hands to her sopping wet crotch. As Harper’s hands left her pussy, though, a strong jet of pee shot out of her tired body before she could place her own hands there, spurting through her clenched fingers and pooling in his lap. “NO!” She moaned, trying to stop the flow. “Masturbate!” Milo commanded suddenly, eyes wide as he watched the piss flowing through April's fingers, unabashed in his gaze. They were all well past being embarrassed in this intimate space together, unified in their shared desperation. “It’ll help you hold!” “Don’t mind if I do,” Nova moaned from the driver’s seat and they started rhythmically rubbing the firm mound between their legs. April quickly started swirling her middle finger over her clit, a thin layer of soaked underwear the only thing between them, as more liquid thundered its way out of her. “Hearing her piss is making this so much harder for me to stay dry.” “It’s working!” April gasped as her stream finally slowed and stopped. “How did you know it would?” Nova and Milo exchanged wry, knowing grimaces. “I hold often out in public,” Milo finally said, “Especially if I forget my piss dick at home. Not being able to stand to pee in men’s bathrooms makes me feel really exposed, I don’t always present as cis and someone could get suspicious of me in a stall.” He watched April’s head tilt back and a flush flood her face that had nothing to do with embarrassment. He tried squeezing his legs together again and groaned in frustration at the potted plant between them that was preventing him relief. His hand found its way down to his dick and he started palming himself, slowly, over his shorts. “I, uh, am also into piss play, so desperation is often my goal.” “I can see why,” April sighed happily, continuing to swirl her finger around and around her clit. She felt full and about to burst again but touching herself was keeping it at bay. “Sorry about the mess, Harp.” “Don’t you dare say sorry,” Harper growled from beneath her, grinding his stiff cock into her ass, one hand slick with her fluids holding on to the empty bear canister. April gasped in delight. “This is so hot, holy fuck.” His lap was sopping wet from April’s shower, it had flooded over and run down the outside of his thighs into the seat below. He felt so degraded to be pissed on, helpless, not able to move out of the way. He wanted more. The invisible wall they hadn’t realized they were approaching was finally upon them. Two couples, writhing in desperation together in a car, were touching and grinding and moaning in a growing wave of passion and pleasure. They could either stop now and just focus on relieving themselves and laugh about it as platonic friends later, or they could all push through the wall and see where the path led to on the other side. Everyone’s heart was racing at the possibilities before them. Nova and Milo locked eyes and grinned wildly, and April turned her head to witness the lust in Harper’s piercing blue eyes. “You ok with where this is going?” Harper whispered, and April nodded YES vigorously. “You?” She responded breathlessly as she continued to stroke herself, the soft sopping sound audible to everyone in the car. In answer, Harper raised his voice and said “Nova, Milo… wanna get freaky?” “I thought you’d never ask, hon,” Nova said with a wicked grin, putting the car in park and feeling grateful the traffic was stopped for now, their pace increasing as they touched themself and Milo moaned in agreement, sticking his hand down his shorts and underwear to stroke his dick directly with two fingers, one on either side, and let a thin trickle of pee escape and soak into his dry—for now—boxers.
  11. A teacher and a cheater This is the first fictional desperation story I've ever written. I started it a month or two before the covid lockdown. Lately I found out it was almost ready, so I decided to finish and publish. I hope you like it. Sorry if something is not grammarly correct, as English is not my primary language. The story is inspired by the real events, but the desperation thread is a fiction. ––––– It was a cold winter afternoon, the end of February. I was sitting in my office, a little bored. The consultation hours we about to end, and no student has come yet. I was wondering why. There were few students who haven't shown me their projects, and this was the last time when they could do it. I took a look at my watch. Last minute. I took a deep breath and then I heard some very fast steps in the corridor. From the sound of the steps I thought it must have been a female. And then she stopped and knocked my door. "Come in" I said, and she entered. It was only few seconds before the deadline! (I think now I must explain the rules. I can work with students after the consultation hours are finished, but the must come in time. Therefore, if she came ten seconds later, I would not invite her inside, and she would not get the credit). – Good afternoon, professor – she said. – May I show you my project? – Yes, of course – I answered. – I've been waiting for you since our last classes in January. Why didn't you come earlier? Do you like the risk? – I'm sorry, sir – she answered. She looked as if she wanted to add something, but she didn't. – Please sit down and unpack your things in the second room – I said and showed her the doors. (My office room at the university is not large, so there's not enough place to unpack students' things. That's why I use the neighbouring laboratory room to work with students). She moved towards the door and reached out for the handle, but she stopped and hesitated. – Excuse me sir – she said quietly as if she didn't know what to say, or as if she was too ashamed to ask. May I go to the toilet first? – I'm afraid not – I answered. – But... – she seemed surprised and disappointed – But what? – I asked – You know the rules. You came just before the end of the consultation hours and now we can work together as long as necessary. But if you leave now, my doors will already be locked. I hope you know what it means for you as a student. She nodded and went to the second room. She unpacked her things and came back to say she was ready. I went with her to the second room and we sat down at the desk looking at her laptop. She started to talk about her project. Listening to her, I found out that the temperature in the second room is lower than in my office and was starting to get cold. – It's cold here – I said. – It think we'd better drink some hot tea. Would you like some? She hesitated for a moment. I knew why. When she came, she already needed to pee, and there was still much time to spend during the presentation. And if she drank the tea, she would need to pee even more, and she would become desperate even faster. Will she be able to hold it for so long? Will she be able to concentrate on the presentation despite her full bladder? Will she be able to hide her growing need? But on the other hand, it was so nice that the was offered a hot drink. She froze outside and she just wanted it. Maybe, if she had enough time to use the toilet before she came, she would buy herself a cup of tea in the machine. But she didn't have enough time, and she didn't have enough capacity left in her bladder. She wanted to refuse, but she was afraid I wouldn't like it. – Yes, please. That's very nice of you – she said. I prepared two cups of tea and I placed them on the desk. I was discretely observing her. She was dressed not very elegant. She had a usual loose flannel shirt and black jeans. Definitely not my favourite women’s dress. From a distance she might look as a man, not a woman. Only her hair were dressed in a women’s way. She was sitting quiet, browsing her presentation on the laptop, as if she wanted to recall some important information she should say during presentation. She didn't reveal any signs of her need yet. But I knew it would change soon. Maybe even sooner than she expected. The smell of the tea made the room much more nice than before. She continued with her presentation. She already described the idea and started to talk about her solution. A diagram appeared on the screen and she only said “this is the diagram of my solution” and switched to the next slide. This called my attention. – Could you please go back to the diagram? – I asked. She was a bit surprised with that, but anyway she did as I told her. – Please describe the fragments of your solution with more detail – I added. – This is the power supply – she said with some hesitation – this is the microprocessor, the memory – she added showing some elements on the diagram. – And what is this? – I asked, pointing to the element she hasn’t mentioned yet. She didn’t say a word. – What is this? – I repeated, but again she was quiet. I reached out for my cup of tea and began to drink it slowly. – Don’t you know what circuit it is? – I asked again, with more aggressive and more impatient voice. – I forgot, sorry… – she said quietly. – Don’t tell me you forgot – I went to my office and took the circuit I made as my own master project – Do you see? I’ve made this circuit 20 years ago, but I still remember the function of each part. You are much younger than me, your work is much simpler than mine, so I don’t believe you forgot. I looked at her. She was sitting crouched, with one leg on another, with palms between her thighs. Was it already a sign of desperation, or was she too ashamed she could not explain me the details of her project? – OK – I said – if you need more time to remind yourself, you can. We have plenty of time – I stood up – Drink your tea while it’s still warm. It will make you think better. I came back to my office and sat behind the desk. Indeed, I had plenty of time. But I was pretty sure she didn’t have so much time. I was reading some e-mail when she knocked at the door from the second room and shyly looked at me. – Excuse me, professor – she said softly and quietly – may I go to the toilet? – No – I said, still looking at my PC monitor – Not before you tell me about the circuit. – But I have to – she said even more quietly – I…. I have to… pee… – she whispered. I finished reading the e–mails, looked at her and said: – Your presentation is not finished yet. Breaking the presentation because you need to pee is rude, and very, I say very, unprofessional. Additionally, you are not well prepared to the presentation. I’m starting to think you are not the only author of the project. Maybe you are not the author of the project at all. Am I right? She didn’t say a word. – Am I right? – I asked again, with more emphasize. She looked down, as if at her shoes. But there was still no answer. – Have you made the project yourself? – No…. a friend helped me a little… – she almost whispered after some hesitation. She knew that being caught at cheating might have some serious consequences for her. – A friend helped you a little – I said slowly – Or maybe he made the entire project, but forgot to teach you all the details? – No, I just… – Do you know – I continued – what consequences it may have for you if I inform the Dean’s office you tried to cheat? With my every word she looked more and more collapsed in herself. Saying she didn’t stand upright is like saying nothing. She was more and more bent over. Her hands finally found their way to between her thighs. – Please… – she whispered – I’m so nervous I have to pee… I can’t hold it much longer… please let me go to the toilet… – You can’t leave the room until you tell me about this circuit. – But… if I don’t go now, I’ll pee my pants… I have to pee like I never had before… – You can’t go to the toilet, because you might get some help when I don’t see you. – Please, I’m begging you… I’ll pee myself soon… my bladder is so full it hurts… And then I had an idea. – Unbutton your pants – I said. She looked at me, surprised, but with some hesitation she did as I ordered. – Lay on the desk – I added. She sat on the desk and then laid down. I raised up her shirt a little. She had a slim, flat belly. I started to caress her belly delicately. I think she was a little relaxed but her legs were tightly squeezed. I slid my hand under her pants and delicately massaged her lower belly. I felt her bladder, hard and full of pee. When I first touched her there, she became a little nervous, but my touch was delicate so she relaxed. Suddenly I pressed strong on her bladder and asked: – Who helped you with the project? – Please don’t! – she screamed and raised to a sitting position, her hands immediately found their way between her legs – I almost peed myself… – her hands were buried deeply in her crotch – please let me go to the toilet… I promise I will be a good and honest student… I will make the project again… I will tell you every detail but please let me pee or I will pee myself… it hurts so much… please don’t press again… – But you are a grown up woman, and you should be able control your body – I said – You should also know that cheating is prohibited. – I know, professor, but now please let me go… I can’t hold it any more… I’m almost peeing in my panties… She was trembling, maybe because she was so nervous, maybe because her need was indeed so strong. – I can’t let you go with lowered pants – I said – I can’t go with you to the ladies’ room and you can’t go to the mens’ room. You have to pee here. – But where? – she asked with some surprise, but also with some hope in her voice. – In the sink. – I can’t, please let me go to the toilet… – No. I already explained you why you are not allowed to leave this room. She was still sitting on the desk, with legs tightly pressed together and hands holding her pussy. I approached closely to her. She was so helpless and defenceless, she was close to crying. On one hand I felt sorry for her, poor thing, but on the other hand I could not show any weakness and she needed to be punished for cheating me. I embraced her and lifted up. – Please let me go – she whispered – I’m almost peeing myself… it’s so embarrassing… I’m ashamed I cheated… now I understand what I did… I’m bursting… I need to pee… I sat her at the edge of the sink. She was now half sitting, half standing, with pants lowered to mid-thighs and hands holding tight her pussy. I slowly took her hands away and slipped her cheap panties down a little. However her thighs were pressed together so strongly that the crotch part of the panties remained in place. I put my hands under her naked buttocks and lifted so that her pussy was over the sink. She was still repeating quietly something like “I can’t hold it… I can’t hold it…” – Pee – I ordered. She was looking down, still repeating her mantra. I put my finger under her chin and lifted her face up. She looked at me. I looked deeply in her eyes and repeated: Pee! She was still saying “I can’t hold it…” but then it changed to “I can’t pee… I can’t pee…” And then it happened. I heard a drop falling down to the sink. And another one. And another. And the series of drops. And finally the dam opened and a strong stream hit the sink. Finally. She was peeing. But with what force! She must have been really, really bursting to go. After what seemed to be an eternity, the stream slowed down, turned into trickle and finally stopped. She had her eyes closed and sighed with relief. I stopped to hold her. She slid off the sink to a standing position. She held the sink with her hands as if not to fall down. She didn’t care she was standing in front of me, her teacher, with panties down. – Put on the panties – I said – Button the pants – she did as I told. – Now listen – I added – I will give you a second chance. You will make the project once again, but this time, you will come here regularly to show your progress. You will build the circuit here. I want to see you soldering the circuits. You understand? I need to be sure you are learned well to build the hardware projects by yourself. – Yes… – she nodded, looking down again. – But I will not report you to the Dean about your cheating. This, as well as what happened here, will become the secret between you and me. Understand? If you tell someone what happened, I will tell the Dean you are the cheater. She nodded again. – Now you may go – I said – See you next week. She slowly packed her things and approached the doors. She looked at me as if to say something but only said “Thank you, goodbye”. – Good bye – I answered. I wondered what she was thinking. I’m sure she was not aware that she would be taught not only to build the project by herself, but also to control her bladder and withstand an extreme desperation. But this is another story.
  12. About once a month I get the urge to wet my bed. Last night was one of those ocations. My husband and I had watched a movie on Netflix, and we had some Cola and wine to drink. During the evening I started to think that this was to become a wet night. So I drank quite a lot. After the movie we went to bed, but first I drank another four bit glasses of water. I could really feel how much liquid there were in my stomach. So, eventually I fell a sleep, but woke up again just two hours later, bursting! I almost emidiatly let it go in my panties, making a puddle under my bum in bed. It started to spread up my back and down my legs. It was definatly a big one. I fell a sleep again, just to wake up just an hour later, bursting! Let go again, and the wetness found again It’s way up my back and down my legs. I peed another two times during the night. At seven I heard my husband go up to let our cat out. When he returned he said ”good morning”, and I said in a low childish voice ”My bed is pee wet”. ”Oh, hunny”, he said. ”Very pee wet”, I said. I went up to find some towels to put in my bed and turned the wet duvet around to avoid the wet spot. Then we slept for some more hours. Took a picture of my pee stained bed before laundry. 😊
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