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  1. View File Male Pants/Jeans Wetting GoPro Home alone, had to pee while browsing female wetting videos and felt like participating. Glad to capture it on my go pro camera for those who enjoy such the sight as I do. Enjoy, cheers :D slight male genitalia view towards end. Submitter WettingFan91 Submitted 05/15/2017 Category Male videos Clothing
  2. I'm trying to find videos of girls wetting their Carousel or Rearz Inspire+ InControl diapers. So far, they are very difficult to find. That's if anyone has made any yet. This is where I ask for your help. If anyone has a video like this, could you please post it here?
  3. I clicked to delete my account this morning. I was scared to stay on this site. I haven't seen anything bad. It been nice sharing experiences with people like me, but I'm always afraid someone's gonna post something and get everyone on here in trouble. Like inappropriate illegal photos. I don't want people to find out I have this fetish. Again I haven't seen anything bad get posted but it a fetish site so I worry. I dont want my account deleted. Can the administrators please NOT delete my account. I went to cancel the request but it was already back to nirmal. And I got an email confirming my account was revived. Was it because I logged out and back on?
  4. View File Biggest Maxi Pad home-made diaper EVER! I got a bit horny when I was staying in my hotel room. So I went to the local pharmacy and bought a colossal portion of the thickest maxi pads in there... This was the result. Submitter padsndiapers Submitted 05/24/2017 Category Diapers and ageplay
  5. Here are some pantyhose (mostly) wetting videos from one of my favorite profiles from jacquieetmichel.net. Hope you like them. https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/41234/mes-collants-noirs-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/41148/ma-pisseuse-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/589/les-collants-gris-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/1079/menage-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/868/plug-anal-et-collants-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/834/pour-les-fans-de-leo-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/574/mes-collants-blancs-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/550/madame-pisseuse-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/510/bas-et-collants-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/490/un-brun-de-bricolage-en-bas-nylon-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/476/pour-les-fans-de-collants-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/472/mes-collants-mauves-de-leo_mariana.html https://www.jacquieetmichel.net/video/468/ma-culotte-est-humide-de-leo_mariana.html P.S. The videos contains nudity.
  6. Back view grey panty wetting video. Contains nudity after 0:50 sec. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5921f39af36f6
  7. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph592b0f0384660 CAMILLA MOON - PEE IN CLOTHES ON THE BALCONY.mp4 Nudity after 5:30.
  8. Hey all!! So I don't know if you are allowed to share sex related stuff here... So this here is a heads up... **WARNING - this story contains sex related things! I know this is an omo site, but this is a story that involves both at the same time! If that's not ok, can the moderators please remove it, I mean no harm!!!** So, I thought I would share a story that happened to me... My first experience with pee play!! One thing I always wanted to do was hold with someone until we were full and just explode while being intimidate with each other, without warning of when it would happen... I managed to fulfil that fantasy just last year!! I was around her place (for those that have read my stories, you will know who this is) and we were both holding. I had the power over her, telling her what to do! I love having the dominant side, I love to have a girl under my power, stopping her from using a bathroom... I like to be the master!! What she didn't know is that I needed to go too... Pretty bad! I can cover it well when I need to... I guess this time was one of those times... I was laying on top of her on her bed making out with her... Getting all "handsy" and pushing ever so slightly on her bladder... She was moaning and squirming enough to see that she had hit the wall of struggling. I wasn't pushing hard, but enough to know that if I pushed any heavier, we could have had an accident on our hands! She by now knew that she wasn't going to be allowed to use a bathroom, she was going to wet herself or soak the room either way, and she was pretty ok with that! As I was pushing down on her and hiding the fact that I needed to go, it got worse for me. Lying on her was putting pressure on my bladder... It was getting slightly painful. As we were there in the moment, making out and getting steamy, I just let go. I started flooding my blue skinny jeans while lying on top of her. Her eyes went wide... She knew what was happening... She reached her hands under my jeans and felt the flood happen. She loved it!! She started shoving her tongue as far down my throat as possible!! I pissed for two minutes or so, flooding the bed and the bed sheets and soaking her in the process. Her flannelette button up top and her white singlet were soaked up to her back, her skirt and silk panties were the same... It was messy!! As soon as I finished before I could even let out a sigh, I was pushed onto my back and she straddled me. She pushed her panties to the side and slid down over my cock. I was so turned on by what I just did, it was something I always wanted to do... I was stiff almost straight away!! The minute she slid on, she looked at me with a surprised look on her face... With my cock deep in her, her wall finally broke and she started wetting all over me. She slowly rid me as her stream kept flowing, occasionally stopping so she could keep the flow going. I can't even begin to describe how hot it was... I flipped her over mid stream onto her back and just started railing her! She was spurting out as I continued to just pound away at her. I came pretty damn quick as I was completely in shock of the fantasy I was living out. As I finished, she lay there finishing the rest of her piss. Once she was done, I put my tongue straight down and didn't stop until she climaxed hard! We both laid there silently in the mess we had created completely out of breath. She didn't care that she soaked everything... It wasn't until after she admitted that was the hottest and most extreme climax she had ever had! We took a shower together and once again continued the crazy fucking we already had! I ended up staying over that night... Thought I would at least help her clean up the mess because... Well you know... Im a gentleman!! In the morning she woke up needing the toilet... I made her hold it again! I did the same thing and thought I would hold... But she took control this time... I thought it were fair! When she finally hit breaking point, we were outside soaking in the sun by the pool in her backyard. She told me she was going to go and just sat there on the sun bed and pissed through her bikini. I was still holding... I can hold for a while. She didn't let me in the pool though as she said "she wanted to see me wet myself before I was already wet"... Or something to that effect! She ended up pushing on my bladder so hard it caved and I pissed myself in her backyard, then just jumped in the pool afterwards... Not as fun as last nights, but still turned me on!! Well that's my story! I hope you all enjoy!! I consider myself a pretty lucky guy when it comes to having experience with my fetish... But still... There are a ton of things I still haven't tried that I want to tick off my list ;)
  9. I had a very interesting very true! Full on encounter and experience early the other morning! I cycle along a little used cycle path early! Well its now light here in the UK soon after 5 am now its late spring this path I use which is a proper cycle path is more used later in the day by dog walkers and joggers! This happened a couple of weeks ago! It was a lovely clear blue early morning sky around 6 am as I cycled along and about half way on this 5 mile route I take to get to work, the path suddenly has a sharp right hand turn where narrow's and it runs through a coppice of tree's well its almost a small wood the path narrows at this point as I came round the sharp bend I had to break quickly as I had the shock of my life! As there was a very attractive woman I would say late 20's or early 30's her running tights and rolled up white panties where round ankles and laying on her flash pink Nike trainers which came out well on to the path meaning I could not get past! Her naked bum was pushed against a small Ash tree right on the edge of the path and as she hovered in this kind of semi squat position! There was a steaming gushing cascade of pee hissing out of her pussy it had been a cold night for the time of year and her warm piss steamed as it came out and hit the path and grass on the edge of the path! I did not know where to look! I'm sure I did a double take and for a few moments I was mesmerized by her cascading torrent coming from her shaved pussy! I apologised but she just giggled and said O its not your fault! She just chatted away as if this was the norm! She told me she was in training for a local Breast Cancer aware run! And she had not got the hang of this hydration thingy saying she was drinking to much water before she set of and whilst's running! She was still doing a full on hiss as she continued and said she had got to this point on the path and it was either squat and wee or wet her tights there and then! Its just as simple as that she said calmly, she was not in the least embarrassed or fazed or it seemed that way . I had to wait for her to finish and like I say she chatted openly I sneaked a few more glances at this glorious early morning sight! She was now about all done and a few log spurts jetted out as she pushed her bladder empty is was at this point she let a huge whooshy long parppy fart go as well! Which would have woken all the late up birds roosting in the little wood!!! Which made her giggle and she said. O the relief that feels so much better! As she pulled her panties up and then her tight black and pink Lycra running tights up! By this time I could get passed her so quickly I bid her fare well she apologised again for holding me up! No worries I said with a smile! I just wish I was held up every morning like this! I have seen her once more jogging in the distance! It was the fact she did not bat an eye lid about me being there most women would have pulled there panties and run tights up in all in very quick haste had they been in that situation but not this woman. I do wonder if it kind of gave her a bit of a thrill having a man there! Or maybe as she said there was no option it was either stop and wee or wee herself! Who knows a! But it made my day well my week really it was all so surreally ! All in such a clam way! Kev.
  10. View File desperately wetting sexy white spandex tights in public desperately wetting sexy white spandex tights in public comments welcome! you can find more at tumblr-> http://femboydl.tumblr.com/archive FYI. this content was uploaded without my permission but after discussion with rachelkirwan, it's ok. Submitter femboydl Submitted 05/28/2017 Category Public wetting Clothing
  11. Hi, has anyone got some panty pee videos? If you do, please put them in this thread, thank you :)
  12. I think most of us owe Akira Toriyama a thanks for helping us discover this kink of ours, because quite a few personal stories I've read trace it to when as a kid they read this well known comic called Dragon Ball that had a brief bit of Bulma Briefs peeing her pants in fear after being saved. I'll never forget the day I first saw this image. I found out the pissing happened through TV Tropes and their trivia about how in the episode it was just a sparkle but in the comics she completely pissed her pants. Up until that moment having not yet seen or read that part of the story (though Bulma was very familiar to me, as I would look over the shoulder of kids on the bus who were giggling over the infamous 'no balls' setup and flashing gag) so I had just thoughts in my head of how this scene played out. This was when I was just starting to grasp that the idea of a grown woman urinating in her clothes turned me on, so this was a curiosity for me that was about to set a fire. So one day at the mall I went in the book store and knowing I had time til I'd be picked up I found and scanned the first volume front to back and back to front, trying to pinpoint where this scene happens (TV tropes mentioned it on the page for episode 2 for some reason?) and after going thru it a couple times I finally landed on the page I was looking for. Holy hell, it was better than I imagined, and as cheesy as Viz's dialogue was it was perfect for the moment. I stared at that panel at least five minutes in total, reading before and after and then rereading Goku saying "All's swell that ends swell" and Bulma crying out "What's so swell about peeing my pants?" as urine drips down the sky like a mini waterfall there's no point in hiding it. By the time I put the book up (it was a few years til I worked up the nerve to buy that scandalous book) my own pants were rather sticky, and mind you this was the first time such a thing had happened for me in public. The part of the story that bridges the gap from there to me being here now is for another time, but one way or another that blue-haired beauty has played a key role in getting me deeper and deeper into this - as my username and avatar plainly illustrate. So this thread will be where I dump new fan art for Bulma. An album will come but I wanna open with this: Since the one and only dress wetting drawing that exists in the manga that sparked this fetish for me is a very small one I decided to start by making it larger. Traced to be perfectly aligned with the pen strokes Toriyama first put down, I have three versions to share. One is essentially a stencil, do as you like with it as it's not mine, it's merely a tracing. I also have two colored versions here, one of the ink chosen by Viz for their online release years ago that I keep as an avatar, and the other keyed to the scene as its presented in the anime. I plan to do more recolors when the time presents, but my pee art is one of my many time consuming hobbies. A lot of what crops up here will be a matter of when I'm simply in the mood. So as always hope you enjoy and please give feedback and suggestions. I might like some of your ideas and push them thru ;)
  13. yesterday I was reading a forum about public toilets vs home toilet and I found this, is a things some kids really do ? I think sinks are way too high for kids to use them, it feels strange
  14. **about a girl I worked with who always had to pee at work. Well one day....something happened...** Minnie was a cute girl with a nice body for a twenty year old. Red hair, round right butt in her work light-tan kakis, tight dark shirt, and a water bottle she drank from all day. She had an eight hour normal shift cashiering. She got to work with a full bladder, went to the bathroom and noticed a stall in the restroom was "Out of Order." She worked at the register for a couple of hours and as her break approached she recognized a growing discomfort and urge inside of her near the lower belly. Minnie felt her bladder nearly full. "That will be $119.31," she said to a customer. As she took the cash and counted it out a shock from the full bladder inside of her went through her whole body which made her jump. As she grabbed the change, it felt like a hot oven was inside of her ready to burst its door open as the hot, heavy load grew more and more. "Next please," she moaned as she called the next customer. She could not go on break until the last cashier who left got back. They were very busy for the holiday weekend, and it was cold out so people wanted to come in and warm. Minnie scanned items slower with each minute that passed. As did her chances of holding it in. Minnie reached a point where she could not stop bouncing, and people looked at her and giggled. She felt so embarrassed. Her coworker John who ran the register behind her saw her big, round, tight butt in her tan pants. She felt her pants started to dig into her lower belly and pressed her bladder and the load inside which was now being pushed out. She stopped as the customer scanned their card and her legs crossed. “Minnie,” her boss called from afar. “Tony is back. You can go on break.” She had drank her whole bottle of water down. Her heart raced as she scanned out her last customers. “Oooooohhh,” she moaned again. She looked across the store and saw the bathrooms. People entered and exited happy as can be. About to empty their bladders and some already had. Minnie craved for that release. She kept her muscles clamped on the lower half of her body as she felt the urge to pee grow. Her panties and her tan pants were in danger of showing a presentation of humiliation on Minnie in front of everyone. “Come…on,” she whispered. She had one last customer to finish in her line. She had multiple items of the same thing; “Crap!” she thought. An extreme couponer. Minnie had felt this desperate in the past, but she always made it in time. As uncomfortable as she was as her legs took small squirms in place against each other, she felt she could make it as always. “I’m sorry mam,” Minnie said. “That coupon says you can only use two of this type of coupon per day.” “Fine,” the woman said. “We’ll just break this into multiple transactions.” Minnie closed her eyes tight and tried to pull her thoughts into the moment, away from her bladder pains and fears. “We can’t do that mam. It means you can only use two for yourself here at this store. I can’t take more than that at all no matter what.” The woman’s face turned bright red like a scorch. She was about to erupt like a volcano or a girl with a full bladder. “Call your manager over!” Minnie’s hands rolled into fists that she pulled back down to her sides, against the urge to punch this woman silly. She called her manager over and tried to leave to use the restroom, but her manager said she had to finish it. Minnie bounced and rubbed her hands down her face in annoyance. She put her hands in her pockets as her thumbs drummed the sides of her pants. After five minutes of arguments, one of the security guards under cover as a normal customer came by and pulled the customer aside. He asked her to empty her pockets. She refused. He told her it would only get worse. She did, and there were two watches with store tags still on them. A thief! The manager cancelled the order as the security guard brought the woman into his office to wait for the police. A feeling of relaxation overcame Minnie as she could already feel her bladder emptying….WHAT….WAIT NO! “NO!” Minnie screamed. That relaxation almost made her give her body a release. She kept her legs tight together down to the knees. She had one hand on her belly which had expanded out a little from the load inside of her which was still filling. She hurried to the other end of the store to the bathrooms. She had reached a desperation point she had never reached in public. Things were serious. Her crotch was growing hotter inside up to her belly, her muscles down there ached as her full bladder pushed against her insides. Minnie had to pee. NOW. Like yesterday! “Almost there Minnie, hold it, come on!” She reached the bathrooms, grabbed the handle to the girl’s room, pushed and…nothing. The door would not budge. Minnie’s heart sank into darkness. She fought with the bathroom door handle. It was locked! Tight! She almost cried as she knew the toilets, her key to comfort and avoidance of an accident and utter humiliation, were just beyond this locked door. A hand went in front of her and smacked an OUT OF ORDER sign on the door. Being so close to the bathrooms and its toilets that Minnie so desperately needed caused her bladder pains to grow to ones a giant could not withstand. Her legs in the tight, tan pants tightened as one leg lifted off the ground and pushed over the other one. “What’s going on?!?” The store janitor looked at her without sympathy. “Our water pipes cracked opened. It’s leaking everywhere in the back. The toilets and sinks have no water. No one can go in there until they’re fixed.” Minnie’s jaw dropped. Her pupils dilated and eyes watered into tears of terror. The growing anxiety of a possible accident was back. Her belly and bladder were swollen with a huge amount of hot pee, a load her panties would never survive. She had use the bathroom so badly and now she couldn’t. Just as he was about to walk away after placing a sign on the men’s bathroom as well, Minnie grabbed him. “Wait! I really have to go to the bathroom though!” Minnie was bouncing in slow motions on one leg as the other still kept itself clamped up to her crotch. “The Mexican restaurant in the plaza we share with has a bathroom. Go there.” Minnie found slight hope, and hurried back to the other end of the store. Right as she reached the door and saw the Mexican restaurant greeting people as they came in, she was pulled back by her manager. “Minnie. We need you back on register.” Minnie’s heart sank. “But I-I-I never got to go to th-the bathroom. Please just let me go to the Mexican place quick.” “I’m sorry,” her manager said. “You just had a break. You can go after.” Minnie shook. She had no choice. She gulped and walked to her register about to burst. Half an hour passed by. Every time a customer walked by and exited the store saying how unprofessional it was to have a business while the bathrooms are down, killed Minnie a little on the inside. She had bitten her bottom lip and legs crossed as she rung customers out. Just having customers remind her that there are no bathrooms almost made her sick. “Oh…no,” Minnie whispered. She felt a couple small drops of pee escape her muscles clamped together like melted metal. She felt the slight dampness of her panties. “Gotta…hold…it,” she moaned in a low, cracked voice. “Ooooooh.” Minnie rung out another customer. This one had twenty water gallon containers in his carriage. Minnie’s eyes widened as the cart strolled up and the liquid inside the containers made splashing sounds. She scanned his waters. “Okay…” she struggled to say. “Sir that will be $21.07, please.” The customer struggled through his wallet. He looked disappointed. The longer he took the more stressed Minnie had become while being trapped in her toiletless prison. The customer said, “Sorry, I’m a little short. Can you take a couple of these back?” Minnie nodded. She got ready to scan the items to void them out, but the customer placed one of the gallons on the edge of the counter, and it slipped off. Minnie ran around her register quick to grab it, but it hit the floor, and imminently cracked and the plastic exploded with a puddle of water splashing the area around it. A few drops hit Minnie’s bottom leg, and the watery feeling made her without thinking to grab her crotch. Her legs turned inwards at the knees. “Eeeeeee.” She ached. Minnie turned off her register so the janitor could come clean the mess up. She stood there zoning her area as they were taught to in these times. She tried to ignore it, but her faced was pulled by pain to stare at the janitor mop up the puddle and then squeeze the mop over the bucket, splashing into the water below like pee hitting toilet water during a nice release. Minnie was so…so…SO, very desperate. It felt like it would pop inside of her any second. Minnie looked to the left, then the right, and headed out the door. It didn’t matter at this point if she got in trouble. She had a weak bladder to begin with. Minnie ran taking little steps as she held her legs together as much as she could while moving and had her arms tucked to her side. She was bursting from the inside of her bladder to her white panties with pink flowers. Her private parts had become so swollen and filled with urine that it felt like boiling water on the stove. Her gut felt like it was being melted opened. Her belly pushed against her waist and her tan pants tightened to the front of her body and slipped into her butt. She felt her wedgie riding up causing more discomfort, and her tight, tan pants now sunk into her butt crack and showed her butt practically. The muscles in her legs and crotch that held back the river of humiliation inside her belly were weakening and becoming numb. She was getting closer to the Mexican restaurant. She had been in there before, and their bathrooms were nasty. However, she didn’t care. Minnie didn’t have a car this week, and her sister would not be picking her up until she herself got out of work on the other side of town which was when Minnie was supposed to get out here. She could NOT, repeat NOT wet her pants in front of everyone in public. She reached the glass door to the restaurant. “Oh thank God.” She grabbed the handle and pulled. Then pulled again…and again…but nothing happened. “No…no,” Minnie shook as she gagged from the bursting volcano of pee inside of her. The restaurant was locked-up. There was a sign on the door: DINNER BREAK. BE BACK AND OPEN AGAIN IN ONE HOUR. Minnie’s jaw dropped in disbelief. She grabbed her hair and crouched down as her legs crossed and her tight shown butt hit the bottom of her work shoes. She bounced what little she could in her crouched, tightened position. This couldn’t be happening, she thought. “Ee!” Minnie shrieked. She held still as she felt a couple more drop escape her shut door inside holding back a load that would ruin her panties and pants. She could feel the dampness growing. There were no other stores around. She had no way to travel. Her store’s bathrooms were out of order, and there was little chance she could wait another hour for the restaurant to open again. Her stomach literally felt like it would blow. The boiling, heavy weight-like pressure inside of her was coming. She couldn’t last much longer. This was it. Minnie slowly got back up and slowly walked back to her store. As she got inside she started to cry and shake. “This can’t be happening.” Her knees were locked together. But it didn’t matter. She felt a few more drops pop out of her private parts and stain her panties. A small trail of urine leaked down the top of her leg, but stopped right above the back of the knee. A few people passed by her and looked in disgust. “Hey!” a girl shouted from behind. “Minnie, you bitch!” It was a girl from Minnie’s class, Lily Tanner. Minnie hoped to god this was not what she thought it was about. “You slept with my boyfriend at Josie’s party last week!?!?” It was. Minnie shook hard, unable to stop. “LLLLilly.” Minnie stuttered. “Pplease, it just happened, I-.” “Screw you!” Lily shoved Minnie and Minnie’s back hit the wall. The resulting shock sent a wave through her body and hit her especially hard on her bladder and stomach area. Her legs stayed locked, but the load was too much. Minnie felt the pee as it started to stream out and into her panties. She grabbed her crotch and filled her cheeks with breath as she sweated and looked all around hoping for some solution to pop up. Why did she have to sleep with Lily’s boyfriend!??! Then, Minnie saw hope outside. PORTA POTTIES! The store ordered them and they were placed outside. Still being set up, but one was already ready she saw. Minnie struggled out of there with her feet keeping a fast pace of small steps. Lily grabbed her from behind. “We’re not done yet.” She saw Minnie had her hands on her crotch and legs were shuffling over each other like she was in a steady race. “What’s wrong with…” Then Lily saw and knew. Minnie was bursting with pee. She smiled with evil and ran to the porta potty. Minnie ran after her in great anxiety, but Lily got in and locked it! Minnie struggled with the lock. Her heart raced and she looked down to see her pants becoming darker. “Ew!” someone screamed. Everyone around turned to look at Minnie. “She’s peeing herself!” “N-No…” Minnie squeaked “Th-This ccan’t…no…NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” It was too late. Minnie felt her bladder erupt like a super volcano, which would end the world, which meant the world of Minnie’s bottom half was doomed. Pee felt like hot steam as it shot out of her body and flooded her panties, then overloading and falling down her pants. Her tan pants had become dark all over and uncomfortable and wet as her face from the tears that fell down it. Knowing if she didn’t sleep with Lily’s boyfriend, Lily wouldn’t have taken her last chance. But it was too late. People looked in fear, some laughed, as Minnie had streams of pee shoot out of her front zipper and onto the ground around her. It streamed out of the bottom of her pants and onto her shoes which gave off a stinky aroma of asparagus. A river of pee puddle formed around Minnie. She placed her hands over her eyes which cried out tears of humiliation. This was so embarrassing. “I…I…I…Oh no…no. NO PLEASE!” The load she held inside distracted her from another pain that wanted to come out: POOP! Her weakened muscles could not hold that back either, and a load of brown mess exploded out of her butt and made her pants brown. Her jaw dropped, and Lily came out of the porta potty pleased. Minnie ran inside crying and shut the door. Not knowing what to do as she cried from humiliation, hearing people outside laugh and gossip. THE END.
  15. Girl seems not be able to hold it and pee´s in the bushes right before her door, filmed by her friend (hard to understand, bad quality) Not sure if she did it on purpose, or the wind just blew it there.. https://vk.com/video259252824_171456338 Old, but i didnt see it here yet. Hope it isnt a repost or against any rules (just checked)! But the wet spot on her skirt is soo hot <3
  16. I think it's Spanish but could be wrong. The girl with black hair in the dress who holds her belly looks like she's desperate. Can you translate what she says at: 0:35, 0:40-0:47, 1:11-1:22, what she and the blonde say at 1:25, 1:40, 2:12-2:25.
  17. I took a class and my bladder was semi full. it was only a 30 minute buss ride from the class to my house. Their was a major car accident which caused a lot of traffic so it made the trip a lot longer. My bladder was filling up severely and I had no idea what to do accept hold it. Traffic was not moving so I was forced to wait. My major problem was that I was becoming increasingly desperate to pee, I have a small bladder I cant wait that long. It got to a point where my bladder was so full that it started to contract a lot. A half hour passed and I just couldnt wait any longer, I started to tear up and leaking into my shorts. Every time my bladder contracted I would pee a little more, I couldnt hold myself anymore I was wetting myself in a bus. I tried so hard to hold my pee, but it coming out. It got so bad that the pee started dripping on the ground from my shorts. It got to a point where I completely lost control and I burst into my shorts. The puddle on the floor got bigger and bigger as I peed hard into my underwear.
  18. **Based on a true experience I shared before. Different names, more exaggerated, and hot!..........It's long but reads fast. Worth it. Promise.** Becky was a good-looking woman in her 30’s. That night she wore tight blue jeans and had high heel boots on. She wore a tight black t-shirt, and her short brown hair waved down just past her ears. All night long she had been sipping from a big plastic bottle with a fruit drink inside. Inside her body the liquids flowed through her gut, and poured into her bladder, making it expand. By the time it was full she did not notice since she was downstairs listening to the band at the party play. She was with her friends. Everyone was at her friend’s house that night. The house was filled with almost thirty people, and had two bathrooms. She danced to the music downstairs which unknowingly to her made the liquids slosh around and hit her sides. A guy named Bruce from behind saw her. He saw her butt cheeks in those tight jeans shake back and forth. Bruce got more and more turned on to the point he felt like an electrician had enlarged the cord in his pants. As the band ended, Bruce developed a brilliant idea. An evil plan. Becky stopped dancing and was walking back upstairs. She stopped halfway and felt a huge bump in her belly. “OOH!” She said. Her lower belly felt expanded over her jean’s waist a bit, and she felt a boiling load of pee inside bursting to come out. She looked to the side and saw that the bathroom was occupied. She went upstairs. Bruce stood by the bathroom door. It was shut…but no one was inside. Becky’s face resembled her discomfort in its expression. “Occupied?” “Yep,” said Bruce, smiling. Becky let out a breath of annoyance. She leaned against the wall across from the bathroom. Her legs out, and she dug her hands into her pockets that were tight against her leg. The boiling pee hurt her a little. She imagined wetting herself since she had to go so bad. Thank God that would not happen….ha ha ha. Five minutes went by. Becky asked, “Someone is in, there, right?” She held one hand on her belly. Bruce, who was very turned on, knocked on the door. He faked to make it look like he was listening to someone. “They said just a minute.” “I didn’t hear anyone,” Becky said. “You sure?” Bruce knocked again. “You said a minute, right?” Bruce mumbled, “Mhm” under his breath. Becky believed it was from the other side of the door. Five more minutes went by and Bruce almost could not control his drooling. “Damn, they done yet?” Becky had her hands against her belly and crotch and her legs crossed. She looked a little worried. It was VERY hard to hold in at this point. Becky walked up to the door and knocked. “Excuse me! Are you done? There’s a line out here!” Becky turned the handle and to her shock, it opened. She smiled briefly and the joy almost made her automatically lose control. But Bruce put his arm in front of the door. He was there first. Becky looked disappointed again. “You’ll be quick, right?” she said in a discomforting groan. Bruce nodded….and had his fingers crossed. Becky’s legs shuffled back and forth. Her hands went in her pockets to help lean some pressure on and hold it in, and then to her crotch. Then repeat. “Oooooh!” She groaned. She knocked. Bruce said he’d be out soon. God knows a man that turned on what he was doing in there. Someone walked up the stairs. Becky hated people knowing she had to go to the bathroom. She uncrossed her legs and took out her cell phone. She pretended to talk and walk back and forth. Bruce left the bathroom, and Becky, not wanting people to know she DESPERATLY had to go, waved that she was fine. The person occupied the bathroom. Becky put her phone away and hopped in discomfort. As Bruce went downstairs he saw her tight butt cheeks move back and forth. Becky had to hold on! She just had to! She could not face the embarrassment of wetting herself. But that nightmare she realized started to become a reality. “EEEeee mmh geeerrrr…” she mumbled as she tried to focus on controlling her bladder which was winning the fight against her crotch. Two more people came upstairs. Still, even this desperate, Becky did not want anyone to know she had to go. She walked away as the other two people lined up. She prayed the bathroom downstairs was unoccupied. It was! She speeded walked into the bathroom and shut the door. There it was: a sink, a mirror, soap, but most of all, A TOILET! She lifted the lid. She reached for the button on her jeans. She tugged at them. They would not unbutton. “Oh…no,” she worried. Her bladder had grown inside of her and pushed on her muscle which expanded her lower belly that it pressed hard on her jean’s waistband. Being in the bathroom and so close to relief only made the pee’s pressure worse! She could feel it. It felt like more pee was pouring into her overworked bladder. “Nnnno No No no! Please, not here!” MEANWHILE, Bruce saw the bathroom upstairs had a line. Seven people. It was a nicer and bigger bathroom. It had a window too in case someone had to air out a stink. He looked through the closet and found a roll of dirty socks. He took them and went downstairs. Becky wrestled harder with her button. She needed a knife or something. Things were getting serious. She could NOT in a million years pee herself here, she was a grown woman. She left the bathroom and closed the door to make it look like occupied. Bruce knew the truth. He went in there and to fulfill his devilish needs of willing to torture someone’s bladder for a turn on, he stuffed the socks into the toilet. He stuffed as far down the drain as he could. Becky came back and was DYING to go pee already. It felt like a load was breaking through her bladder and skin down there. It was hot as hell. It hurt!!!! She went in and shut the door. She got the button undone with a knife. Having let go of her waist the release of pressure from her jeans spiked the desperation level. She saw toilet paper and pee in the toilet. Someone didn’t flush. “Nasty,” Becky said. She flushed the toilet. The socks clogged the drain and forced water to raise and spill over the top. Becky watched still in horror. “What the hell!?” Water spilled over the clogged toilet. It splashed on the floor. The pouring over and splashing cause multiple hits of desperation to her filled-way-past-the-limit bladder. She hopped very fast and place and backed out of the bathroom. The friend who owned the house went and looked. Becky’s legs crossed as her hips shook. She bit her bottom lip and almost cried. “Crap!” her friend Josh said. “Toilet is clogged.” “Well,” Becky said. “Dddo yyyyou hhave anything like a plunger or something to fffix it?” “You okay Becky? Do you have to go?” Becky blushed. No, she could NOT let anyone know. The only thing more humiliating than people knowing you had to go is wetting yourself in front of them. She feared greatly for that. She never had to go this bad in 30 years. “No, I’m fine,” she said regaining control. She put her hands behind her back and pressed them against her kidneys which started to fill as well. It hurt like a backache. She could feel it was starting to break towards the exit like it or not. “Well good,” Josh said. “Cause that toilet is broken. I don’t have anything to unclog it. The one upstairs still works.” Becky could not believe her ears. She grabbed Josh by the arm. “AAArre you sssure th-there…you don’t have anything to fix it?” “Sorry Becky, no,” Josh said. “You really gotta go, don’t you?” he said noticing her crossed legs squeeze tight. He laughed. “No I don’t,” Becky said. Josh looked at her legs and she looked down. How embarrassing she thought. “I don’t have to go, I just wanted to fix my hair.” She uncrossed her legs. It killed her on the inside. She spread them apart until there was space between the legs at the crotch he could see and she put her hands on her hips like ‘whatever.’ “If you say so buddy,” he left behind her and gave her a friendly slap on the back. Her eyes widened as she almost lost control. The slap shook her body and vibrated her muscles. One legs went in the air up to her chest and back down. Her arms stuck to her sides and she shut one eye and gritted her teeth. One leg kicked backwards like a cartoon character. The pee inside spiked as a shot to exit her body and she leaned forward quick and squeezed back. She HAD to hold it. She could NOT wet herself here. She filled her facial cheeks with air. She was bloated everywhere now. She tried to go back upstairs. Her shyness and Bruce were destroying her! Each step was slow and painful with a feeling of a squirt coming closer and closer out and into her panties. Her bladder had cracking marks in it from being way overloaded. Her breasts even began to get bigger due to raging hormones from the nerves inside and sweat made her shirt stick to her. “Ah,” she said with each step. “Ah, oh, ah, ah,………..” Becky froze in terror. “Nnnno…” she saw horror. A line with five people outside the bathroom door. Three of which holding their stomachs which meant they were likely going to go poo and take longer. They were guys and she could tell. She started to cry. She bit her bottom lip into her mouth as tears ran down her face. Her body shook all over. Her feet made a tapping noise on the floor from her high heels. They shuffled on the floor. Becky rubbed her arms around her upper self. She FELT IT! She felt a line of hot liquid glistening her crotch. She squeezed her legs tight together. She was holding the load inside from pouring like a waterfall but for how long? “Hey,” said Bruce. He looked at his work well and done. This guy was going to Hell. Just like all the politicians. “Gotta pee Becky?” The tears burned her eyes. She was losing sight from the lack of focus. She crossed her legs so tight she hurt the upper part of the leg that had the other going over it. Her heel kicked back after it crossed. Becky pressed her fingers into her crotch. “YYYeah I ddo,” Becky said. Her gorgeous body, not too big or small shook. She could not keep it a secret. She HAD to pee NOW! “Their backyard is huge and has trees everywhere,” Josh said. “Just sneak out to the back. There are no lights. No one will see you.” Becky was LOSING IT. A small squirt escaped and splashed in her panties. The warm drops she felt on her body’s skin on the crotch almost made her lose all of it. ‘All of it’ could flood the first story of the house. “I’m not an animal!” Becky said. “You’ve looked like you’ve been dying all night,” Bruce said. “You can wait in that line?” Becky looked back to the line. “III have to try,” Becky said. She went to the back of the line. But just as she got there two more people ran up in front of her to spots in the back. She leaned against the wall to the side. Her eyes shut. She was so scared and desperate. Oh, what would everyone think if she wet herself? Her tongue dried up. The person in front of her had a water bottle that they shook back and forth. The slushing water inside tortured Becky. Come on come one come onnnnn! Her legs crossed and crotch tightened as a dam of yellow watery pee pushed against the gates of her body. The line started to pick up pace. She was soon down to only two people in front of her. I can make it! I’m going to! I have to and I will! The last person in front of her went in. Becky said, “Pplease hhhurry.” She could barely concentrate on what to say. She felt her bladder blowing up more and more. Cramps went all over her lower half. She almost lost her legs but had to keep them tight. She dreamed about the relief. Oh how good it would feel once she would go and pee. Her belly would deflate, her pants dry mostly, and-----STOP! Becky tightened. Thinking about relief almost made her lose it. She knocked on the door, “Are you almost done?!?” “No, sorry,” the occupant said. “EEeeeee!” Becky mumbled. Her bladder beaded like a heart. If her white panties had feelings, they would be paranoid due to fear of drowning. Becky was paranoid of peeing herself in front of all her friends. Some of them with kids here. What would it look like if an adult went in her pants? She knocked again. “Okay come on, I gotta go!” Becky hopped very fast. “Listen I’m gonna be a while,” the occupant said. Becky could not take it. She had to go in the backyard. She walked away, went slowly downstairs. She snuck through the crowd. RED ALERT RED ALERT her bladder rung. This was it. She was seconds away from exploding like a giant water balloon right there. “EXCUSE ME EVERYONE!” said Bruce from the top of the crowd. He stood on a chair. People stared and Becky walked to the back door. “Becky!” he yelled. Becky froze in terror. EVERYONE looked at her. She was sweating all over and shaking. “Ladies and germs, for those who don’t know I just heard it was Becky’s birthday!” It was not. Becky tried to escape. “Guys bring her up here.” People playfully pushed her. She said quietly to Bruce, “Why are you doing this?” She cried. Her muscles were giving out. They became cramped and numb. Her bladder started to pump the pee out. “Let’s all sing as I pour some champagne!” Bruce yelled. Becky was like No no no no no no!!!! “Happy Birth-,” as people sang, Becky watched Bruce pour yellow sparkling champagne into a glass in front of her eyes. They finished the song, “Happy birthday to you!” Becky said, “Thththtank you everyone, but I- Oh no…..” She felt leaking staining her underwear. People saw as pee stained across her leg slowly. She tried to hold herself and turned red and humiliated as she grabbed her crotch. “No, no, no NOOOOOOOOO! NO NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” BOOM!!!!! She lost. Becky’s floodgates shot open. Liters and liters of pee poured out of her like she was a champagne bottle being poured. “No no! she yelled. Becky couldn’t stop it. “This can’t be happening.” Her jeans quickly darkened and became very uncomfortable. She gagged as the bumps of the pumping from her bladder shot more and more pee out. Her bladder shattered inside of her and kidneys burned as her whole body deflated and the pee finally overfilled her panties and jeans, and shot out from the bottom of her pants. It spread all over the floor. “Becky what the hell?!?!” Josh yelled. People booed her for losing control of her bladder. “Ah ha ha!” a group of mean girls from Becky’s high school says (now grown woman as well) stared and pointed. One of them took video with her phone. Bruce took video as well. “Becky is peeing herself. Becky is peeing her pants!” Others laughed with them. Becky cried from the humiliation. She ran for the front door and out of the house, leaving a large trail of bright urine behind her. It stunk the house. She was still peeing. Her shirt even got wet. It looked like Becky went on a water ride at an amusement park. “WHHYYY hihi!!!” Becky cried out. She ran home, humiliated. She was so close and she knew it. She ALMOST made it. Her bladder ached. She cried harder and harder. All night long. THE END.
  19. Summer Sneezes We have had some beautiful hot days here in Vancouver, but this has also meant that the air has been full of fuzzy pollen. Now I’m not one to get bad allergies, but for some reason this summer, there is a certain pollen in the air that apparently makes me sneeze really badly. This is something I didn’t know until this afternoon at work (actually a rather involved volunteer position), when I was sitting in a chair in the office, having some lunch with my colleagues, when I had a rather significant sneezing attack. For someone with stress incontinence, sneezing often causes me to release little spurts of urine, usually this is a small spurt, enough to wet my panties (I’ve posted pictures of these kinds of accidents I’ve had elsewhere). As a result, if I have a flu or know that I’m likely to be doing a lot of sneezing (pepper smelling competitions, dusting ;), I’ll wear a pad and this usually takes care of things. I also leak a little when I’m going impact-related training, and as a result I’ll wear protection when I’m jogging (hills, stairs or just jogging in general, as there are a tonne of hills around where I live). For working out, a pad sometimes isn’t enough, and I always take the precaution of also wearing black jogging shorts which make wetness almost imperceptible. Yesterday, Tuesday, was not one of these days when I knew I was prone to leaking and so I was not wearing any protection while sitting around the lunch table with my colleagues and friends (about 8 of them, and a pretty diverse group as well). This was also no ordinary sneeze. You know how you might sneeze once, or even a couple of times and then stop? Or how you might have a little sneeze or two and that’s all? This was not what happened yesterday. Instead, I got that tingling feeling that I might sneeze, very quickly. I scarcely had a chance to cross my legs, a precaution that sometimes cuts down on leaks. Instead it was just pre-sneeze feeling, and then boom! One huge sneeze that rocked my body, followed by 5 or 6 additional sneezes in quick succession. I could feel the pressure from the sneezes hammering my PC muscles and large squirts of pee blasting out as each sneeze rocked my body. While my body was being taken over by a strange nostril-focuses evil demon, I concentrated as best I could on a) not spraying people around me or their food, and b) crossing my legs and bearing down to keep my panties as dry as possible. I got the usual round of comments from my table-mates as my fit subsided, and I tried to brush it off as though nothing had happened and avoid blushing too much. I’m not the most outgoing person (although this new position had helped with this) and being the centre of attention as a result of my horrendously ostentatious sneezing fit was quite enough to make me blush a little. My cheeks were further darkened by the knowledge that I had also soaked my underwear. Now the gusset of your ordinary pair of cotton panties (my preferred undies by the way) is reinforced and will usually hold a decent sized sneezing-induced spurt. They will be wet and clammy, but the pee won’t go through to your clothing and be visible. Believe me, I have tested this theory out more than enough in my day. A pair of panties can also even absorb two small spurts, depending on how big. What you are wearing over top of those panties will determine whether the accident is visible (think thick jeans versus light white trousers). The panties I was wearing, polka dot day of the week panties (Tuesday of course), are an older (stained) pair, and not suited to absorbing anything more than a single spurt. My sneezing fit had forced more than 5 serious spurts out of my bladder. I could feel that my underwear were soaked and that the wetness had gone through to me skirt, and possibly beyond. Because I was surrounded by my colleagues, around the jovial lunch table, I was in no position to evaluate the damage. But I felt wet. Instead, I moved my chair a little closer to the table, and carried on the lunch discussion with my best attempt at looking as though nothing had happened. Fortunately, my colleagues, if they suspected anything, didn’t let on, and I don’t think they did. Having leaked like this all my life, I like to think I’ve grown decently competent at giving my accidents away (at least on my face, sometimes there’s no hiding wet spots on clothes). I was in a bit of a predicament. I could feel the warm wetness of my panties slowly turning cool as we sat there and continued to chat. I could also feel wetness around my bum, which was not a good sign, and indicated to me that I had wet more than my panties. Of all the times to have had an accident, this was not the worse, I could have been wearing tight-light jeans or slacks, or something else which would have made it immediately apparent that I had wet myself. It could have been better too. I could not have wet myself to begin with, or I could have been wearing dark tights under a skirt. Instead, I was wearing a flaired black skirt (slightly shorter than my knees) made out of a synthetic fabric (so not all that absorbent), and nothing more. The kind of skirt that would almost certainly show a large(?) wet spot on my bum when I got up. Also unfortunately for me, while the skirt is not tight, it is long enough that I was sitting on it on the chair. Also who wants to nothing but a thin pair of cotton panties between their girl parts and a filthy office chair? So my skirt was definitely wet, the question was, just how wet. I did some quick thinking, and implemented my usual course of action in these situations. I carried on the conversation, and as all my colleagues slowly wrapped up and get up from the table, I lingered. When there were only a couple left, I made an excuse and began checking my phone. I slowly scrolled through emails while I waited for the last two people go finish and leave the room. I was not confident enough to stand up and try to work my way out of the room without revealing my likely wet bum to the room or pull off the kind of concealing operation I had in mind with people in the room. So once I had the room to myself I waited a few seconds in case anyone came back my heart pounding, and then I sprang into action. I stood up only slightly and ran my hand over my bum, sure enough, I could feel a wet spot. Still half-standing at the table, I carefully rotated my skirt, so that the wet spot was on my hip and not on my bum. I then pushed the chair away from the table and stood up fully. I was mortified, not only had I wet my panties and skirt, but I had also managed to wet the chair. It wasn’t as large a wet spot as I had dreaded, but I had still wet the chair, like little droplets (see the picture). I felt myself blush a little, and quickly snapped a picture on my phone (because I wanted it to help me recall the butterfly feeling of embarrassment that was not washing over my body). I touched the chair, and it felt only a little wet - the kind of wet spot that dries quickly, so I pushed the chair in all the way and just let the warm air of the office do the rest. I then gathered up my lunch bag, purse, and cup of tea, and holding my purse on my right hip (the side with the wet spot), I sauntered out of the lunch room. Operation ‘wetting accident cover-up’ was not done yet however. I worked my way back to my desk and deposited my lunch bag and tea cup, avoiding colleagues on the way over. While I was moving, I could feel the cold clamminess of my wet panties against my inner thighs. I then hurried to the washroom. The washrooms are single rooms that lock, so I had a room all alone, in which to compose myself and do something about my wet things. Without removing my shoes, I slipped off my underwear to inspect the damage. They were very wet. I dried them with a bit with some paper towel as best I could, and let them sit in some paper towel while I dried myself off. I inspected my skirt. The wet spot was not as bad as I had though, about the size of a soft ball, and I padded this with paper towel as well, rotating the skirt again so that the wet spot was in the front for ease of drying. I did all these things as quickly as I could, aware that I was already the last one to leave lunch, and didn’t want people to think I was taking a ridiculously long lunch break. I then rummaged around in my purse for my emergency back-up panties (yes I still carry these) in their little plastic baggie. I slipped them on, after one more careful wipe, and slipped my wet pair into the bag. I buried this evidence deep into my panties. Because I could not trust myself not to sneeze any more, I also stuck a decently absorbent pad into my panties, another artifact which lives in my rather spacious and full purse. The washrooms do not have hand dryers, and so after a few more goes at my skirt with paper towel, I rotated it again, so that the wet spot was on my hip, checked my makeup, slowed my breathing, and left the washroom. All afternoon I could feel the cold wet spot on my hip, a constant reminder of my accident. I was also glad that I had taken the precaution of a pad, as I had a couple more sneezes throughout the afternoon. All in all, I used up all three of the pads that I had in my purse by the end of the day. I took the precaution of wearing a pad from the start of the day today, but so far, no sneezes or leaks. I also made sure to bring a fresh pair of emergency back-up panties in my purse, and I’ll be choosing my clothing carefully for the next few days, as an additional precaution. I hope you enjoyed this recent experience of mine. I didn’t enjoy having the accident in the presence of all of my colleagues, who would? I did get away with it, as no one commented or even indicated that they had noticed, and no one noticed or cared about the wet spot on my hip all afternoon. I did enjoy the embarrassing/naughty feeling of having a wet pair of panties in my purse, the rush of adrenaline I got when I went into accident clean-up mode, and the whole other raft of emotions that whirled around the accident. I hope you enjoyed this experience. Later when I got home, I snapped a picture of my panties to show people the damage, they were still very wet. Sorry these first to are blurry. Rachel
  20. Sometimes I like to wear jeans and normal clothes but underneath Ill have plastic pants on and soaking wet underwear. I drop the plastic pants and jeans, sit on the toilet and soak the undies and get dressed again. I might do this 5 or 6 times. Anyone else like to do this?
  21. Hi Just wondered does anyone else here also have this happen? When ever I go in cold water or fall in cold water, be it the sea lake river " I kayak canoe" Like I say if I end up in cold water I find I just start to pee involuntary I just can't seem to help it or stop it, its almost as the cold water is a trigger not sure weather it does something to numb my bladder holding muscles or what I have been this way right form a child. Even if I go in a cold un' heated out door swimming pool say and I make sure I always have a wee before I get in I still seem to leak a bit of pee at some point its as if its like I say my muscles just give up the ghost in cold water. I wondered if this was just me and how I'm made or does nay one else do this totally involuntary peeing in cold water? Kev.
  22. ***NOTE: Hey guys, so I write a lot of female desperation fiction, and most are based on events I saw. But I have also seen Hot male ones. Being a bisexual guy, here’s a story about a guy. Enjoy!*** Pablo was a handsome-looking guy. Just turned 20, and was chilling with his friend on a hot-as-hell summer day. Pablo was tall, and his long legs were muscular on the calf’s, covered with blonde hairs. He had breezy black shorts on, and a red t-shirt. He had forgotten to use the bathroom before him and his friend John left the house. Pablo was thin, but had lots of muscle. After being out for an hour, he felt discomfort in his lower belly. His bladder ached. “Ergg,” Pablo mumbled. “What was that?” John asked. “N-nothing.” Pablo regained his composure. He was not desperate, he could wait. Just a little discomfort. Pablo did not know his friend was a huge omorashi fan. So much a fan that he could tell just from that mumble what was wrong. “Let’s pull over,” John said. They got off their bikes, and walked to the bleachers on the park’s baseball field. Pablo knew there were bathrooms in the park. Nowhere he could go on a tree, it was very public, but he was fine. . . probably. They got on the top of the bleachers. Pablo sat one above of John, and had his legs out on the bleacher seat John was on. Pablo had blue flip flops on, and John stared at those muscular legs. The blonde hair ran all around and up past the knees and under the short. John could see a little under Pablo’s shorts. Pablo’s legs were shaking in and out towards the center of his crotch. John knew the urgency was growing. “So,” John said. “I had a hard exam this week. It was a gut buster. Like the pressure was literally hitting me in the guy, expanding out, bloating.” Pablo flinched. He felt a spike higher of discomfort in his bladder. “And,” John continued, “the professor was raining criticism’s around the whole class. John noticed Pablo’s legs shaking faster. Every now and again they were shut tight together and squeeze in on his crotch. “Just raining, and raining, and raining like watery water all over class in drops of criticisms. Did not even want any of us getting up to use the B-A-T-H-R-OOOO-M!” Pablo almost lost a drop in his boxers. He was starting to get desperate now. “Um…John . . ..” To Pablo’s torture and John’s delight, the park sprinklers went on. They came out of the ground and started to spark drops of water fast everywhere. Some even went and hit John and Pablo. Pablo’s legs crossed and tightened on his crotch. He felt his bladder pulsing against his lower belly, through his urethra. “Look at all that water,” John said. “Just lots of water. Gallons and gallons expanding through the hose and-.” John looked and saw Pablo’s sexy legs crossed and shaking. His feet flapped on the flip flops. Pablo’s teeth chattered. “You okay?” John asked his friend, with an evil grin. “I-,”Pablo started. In clear discomfort. “I gotta go to the bathroom. Can we go?” “Sure,” John said. A bit disappointed it was over. They made it to the park’s bathroom area. A picnic ground with a cabin split into two bathrooms; boys and girls. Pablo froze at the sight of horror: the doors on the bathrooms were closed. John went up to them and pulled on the knobs. Both locked, tight. “Sorry dude, they’re closed I guess.” Pablo’s legs shook towards the center while he was on his bike. His mind could not let go of the want to pee, he was DESPERATE now! John read a sign on the wall. “Park Bathrooms Closed due to Town budget gaps.” “Eeeer,” Pablo started to mumble. “Ccan, wwwee go back home? I gotta piss man.” They went home. Once at John’s house, Pablo got off his bike and ran to the door. John took time to get his key out. Pablo bounced in place at the door with his arms around his torso. “Open the door man!” Pablo said. “I can’t hold it much longer.” “Seriously dude?” “I didn’t even go this morning when I woke up.” “It’s 3 pm dude.” “Exactly! I’ve had like two cans of soda, a orange juice, and a water bottle on the way to the park. I really, REALLY gotta go. Come on, please!” John put the key in, but his hormones ran his mind. He pretended to struggle with the key. “Not working.” Pablo’s eye widened. He tried to grab the keys from John, but John pulled away. “I’m not gonna make it across town to my house!” John asked, “We can stop at a public business or something.” Pablo shook his head. He suffered from very shy bladder, and was very germophobic. He could not use a public bathroom. The park was different. It was the one public bathroom Pablo used since he was a kid. He was used to it. Pablo’s leg kicked back as he grabbed his gut. “Well let’s try a window,” John said. Pablo was about to go, but John grabbed him. He held his friend in a dance pose, and put their crotches at each other. Pablo was use to John’s gay-tendencies as a joke. He didn’t know these intentions right now. Feeling Pablo’s bloated belly and crotch on his, John pretended to dance. He pulled up Pablo’s leg and swung him down. “Dude!” Pablo screamed. He jumped off and grabbed his crotch. “I almost lost it.” Pablo’s legs wobbled. He kept feeling like it would come out. Pablo felt his wiener enlarged and taking on loads and gallons of pressure. He felt his eyes filling with water. “Hey guys!” It was Christy and Jennie. Two girls from school. John was dating Christy and Pablo had a huge crush on Jennie. “What’s up?” Pablo tried to regain himself. He could not lose it in front of the girls. NO! HE placed his arms around his torso and had a leg out and foot tapping. Gggotta pee! “Not much,” John said. Kind of locked out of our house. John was so turned on by his friend’s noticeable squirming. “Hey Pablo,” Jennie said. Pablo smiled, but could barely regain himself. The pee was pushing more and more towards the exit of his body, into his pants. He tried to squeeze his legs together against his crotch. “Pablo are you ok-.” Pablo lost it. Too much pee, too weak crotch muscles. It blew out of his private and against his boxers. Leaking down his hairy legs and on the sidewalk. They ALL noticed. Pablo tried to regain his composure but could not. He shook from embarrassment. “Oh nasty Pablo!” screamed Jennie. She and Christy covered their mouths and walked away. Pablo turned red, and John let his pee release as well in an orgasmic frenzy. The end.
  23. this is a comic im working on, some people said they'd be interested so imma upload it, it is nsfw and depicts pokemon in sexual acts and suggestive situations. they arnt anthro either. this comic isnt only about pee but covers various things, but it hasnt gotten that far. so enjoy.
  24. It starts 16:12 minutes into the video . It the dad. I don't know but his legs twitching and reactions are awesome. Watch from there to the very end and tell me what you think:
  25. View File wetting my diaper while half a sleep wetting my diaper while half a sleep comments welcome Submitter femboydl Submitted 06/10/2017 Category Diapers and ageplay
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