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  1. This experience is going to be pretty short because there wasn’t a huge build up of desperation before hand seeing as I was sleeping. That being said I hope you all enjoy it anyway. As always every story I’ve posted thus far have been from my real life experience. If I ever end up writing a work of fiction I’ll be sure to add a fiction disclaimer. While this was a few years ago I was definitely still an adult at the time (probably 20 years old) ______________________________ I’d really like to chalk this up to having an odd or stressful day or even something out of the ordinary happening but I can’t. The day before had gone on like any other day, nothing was out of the ordinary. I had gotten up, had an easy morning, went into work around noon and left at maybe 9pm that evening. When I got home 45 minuets later I didn’t do anything differently. I stripped out of my work clothes, put on some comfy pajamas (a T-shirt and panties), relaxed for a while, had some dinner & water, and got ready for bed around midnight. All of those things add up to an uneventful, boring work day. What’s not boring, however, are my dreams. My dreams typically consist of something like ‘a flying neon purple tiger is walking on top of buildings made out of violins and I have to save the Pope from evil talking vacuum cleaners who are trying to take over the world.’ Those are the kinds of dreams I have, but I always have them. When I went to bed that night I turned out all the lights (save for a hallway night light, I don’t like the dark), flicked on my ceiling fan, plugged my phone in, got under my covers, and started to drift off. I soon fell sound asleep and my dreaming began. I only remember parts of my dream but I know I was in a pretty fancy museum or antique shop of sorts and I was talking to someone, perhaps an employee, who I didn’t know at all and she absolutely would not shut up. I really didn’t want to be talking to this person because in my dream I was trying to get to the bathroom and I couldn’t duck out of the conversation politely. She was wearing this historical costume gown like Marie Antoinette style and shuffling along after me as I walked around. I was going from display to display and getting more and more annoyed because she kept following me. Finally, I ended up in front of a painting and she ran off to join a parade of other people dressed in historical gowns that all looked extremely beautiful. Briefly I began to feel left out and cursed myself for not dressing up for the museum gown parade. At this point I had held it so long trying to get away from this dream woman I was absolutely shaking with the need to pee. I looked around desperately and eureka! I spotted a single restroom across the hall and sighed in relief. At the thought of relieving myself my bladder pulsed and twitched and I almost lost control but held my crotch just in time. Getting control of my need wasn’t easy but I straightened up and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. Not a person in sight, perfect. This was my chance, I was finally alone and I can head to the bathroom. I power walked, almost jogged, down the main hall past beautiful statues, paintings, and fine jewelry on display. I quickly made it to the bathroom and opened the door without bothering to knock first but it ended up being empty anyway. I turned to lock the door behind me with a smile on my face because I knew I had made it just fine. I lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties, and began to pee....ahh so much better.. Shit. My eyes snapped open at the feel of wetness around me and my body automatically stopped the stream. Wait, was that real or was that all in my dream? I sleepily and timidly lifted my blanket to clearly reveal I had absolutely wet the bed. My panties were soaked, my sheets were soaked beneath me, my blanket was damp, the hem of my shirt was a bit damp as well. My heart was pounding from being so abruptly startled out of a dream and I squinted over at my alarm clock, the red letters reading 3:30am, great. And I sill had to pee pretty badly because apparently I had emptied only half my bladder. I knew I couldn’t keep my stream stopped for too long so I jumped out of bed to run to the bathroom across the hall. The ceiling fan making me shiver from the wetness around me. I practically kicked open the door and yanked my wet panties down to the floor where they made a damp fabric sound on the ice cold tile. I didn’t even sit down all the way when my body gave out and continued my stream. I audibly sighed, it felt so good. All the built up pressure finally leaving me. It felt like my bladder was empting itself forever but of course it ended up stopping eventually. “Time to see the damage I did” I thought as I stood back up. I automatically pulled up my underwear without even thinking and by now they were FREEZING. I shivered again at the feeling. I glanced up in front of me at the full length bathroom mirror and pouted at what I saw. Me standing there with hard nipples poking through my shirt from the cold and totally soaked pink lacy cotton panties. I decided to leave them on while I washed my hands and checked on my sheets. I got back to my bedroom, flipped on the light switch and walked over to my bed. Fuck. The puddle was bigger than I thought it would be and it had spread out considerably. My blanket wasn’t too bad but definitely had gotten wet. I quickly stripped my sheets and walked downstairs. The wetness from my lower half was rubbing me the wrong way, but it felt exhilarating being out in the open totally wet with no way to hide myself. Laundry was started and I jogged back up to my upstairs bathroom with the intention of jumping in the shower but I decided to hold off. While this wetting was totally unplanned I still prefer punishments to come after accidents. So I sat in my bathtub with my freezing cold soaked lacy panties and shamefully did kegel exercises for the entire length of my laundry cycle. Thankfully I was alone in the house and I didn’t have to sneak my bed wetting sheets past anyone but I still felt utterly humiliated. I mean, I’m an adult not a little girl who has to wear pull-ups to bed. I should be able to control my bladder, not keep having accidents. Oh well, at least I get to share this experience with you guys. :-)
  2. This happened to me just last week. I was busting my ass all day at work and never got the chance to run to the bathroom, the ENTIRE day. I had a full days bladder and I hadn't really noticed how badly I needed to go because I was so distracted. Anyway, I finished my shift around 5pm and was about to head home, but I realized my car was absolutely dead out of gas - like I was hardly making it to the station down the road. I'm one of those lazy people who waits until the last second to do a lot of things so this was a regular occurrence for me. The need to pee was getting stronger once I was sitting by myself and not super busy and distracted but I still ignored it (big mistake). I really had to stop and get gas and I was confident that I could just be quick about it and jump back in my car to go home. So I get to the pump down the street and there's already two other cars there. I pulled up to the pump facing the road as my car was drastically flashing the "Low Fuel" sign at me. Trying to be quick I began to fumble about my car in search of what I needed. I grabbed my card to pay at the pump (thank god I didn't go inside) and I hopped out of my tiny car onto the pavement. Gasoline fumes assaulted my nose and the sound of cars whizzing by filled my ears. As soon as I stood up I realized I would be doing the potty dance for the next few minutes that I'd be out of the vehicle. Trying to power through the experience, I jammed my card into the machine and grabbed the gas pump. As I inserted the nozzle into my car the need to pee was getting unbearable. I tried to be subtle about my desperation because there were other people around me and I was already facing a busy road. "Halfway there" I thought to myself as I looked at the rising numbers "I can do this" I stopped dancing for just a moment to look at the pump to see my progress and I felt a spurt of wetness dampen my panties. I quickly tried to stop the stream but that little spurt was all my body needed to let the flood gates open. It started slow but quickly got out of hand. I stood there next to my car, frozen like a statue as my panties drenched and overflowed into my dress-trousers. I felt a stream of wetness run down the back of my thighs. Two streams down the front of each pant leg. And a stream at the source, my crotch, easily passing through the fabric and directly hitting the pavement with a little tinkling "splash" sound. I looked down in heated embarrassment as I saw massive wet spots forming and a puddle on the ground where I had been standing. My bladder finally emptied itself without any consideration for me. The streams slowed down and finally came to a stop with a few moments of dripping. Drip. I literally couldn't move I was so humiliated. Drip. Oh god how Is this possible? Drip. Shit, did anyone see me? *a final little stream came out of fear, hitting the puddle beneath me rather loudly* I looked up and saw a guy next to me getting out of his SUV at that moment. Another guy at the next pump over glancing in my direction. I ripped the nozzle out of my car and slammed it back into the fuel pump. My only goal was to get out of public and away from wondering eyes as soon as possible. I was too scared to even look at the stopped cars on the road as I jumped into my vehicle as quickly as I could and started to drive home. I sat for a thirty minute drive with soaked trousers and panties in humiliation and shame, thinking about all of the people who could have seen me. Hoping that there isn't some security footage of the incident but I can't help but wonder if there is... A lesson learned, always make time for the little things or they will make time for themselves...
  3. Do Asian countries have a higher rate of girls peeing their panties in class? I figure they are more strict in their class room management so I am assuming its harder for a girl to get permission to go to the girls room. Also circumstantial evidence would be the sheer amount of school girl omarashi art work and vids out their would indicate that Japanese omarashi artist and video producers must have seen lots of classroom omorashi from their poor female classmates. Your thoughts?
  4. poshkid

    malefemale Pageboy Wetting

    When I was 8 I was asked to be a pageboy for my cousin's wedding. I had to wear a kill, a blouse lace collar and cuffs, white knee socks and black mary-janes. I also wore a pair of my sisters school panties. Before the wedding I drank plenty of sodas and did not get chance to go to the bathroom. I arrived at the church with 2 other kilted pageboy and the bridesmaids. The ceremony went on for ages and I started to feel the effects of all the soda I had drank. I started to do the pee pee dance much to the amusement of my fellow attendants. Eventually the ceremony was over and we went out for the photos. As I was standing there I felt the warmth of my pee soaking into my sisters panties. I looked down in horror as pee trickled down my legs, soaking my socks and shoes. A puddle grew under my feet. Giggles soon followed from my fellow attendants. My mom was not pleased and grabbed my hand and took me off to a local drug store. She bought me pull-ups but made me pay for them at the counter. I wore and used the pull-ups all day to my shame.
  5. The Classroom as the girls room blog explores the phenomenon of girls peeing their panties in class. The initial content is stuff I posted on this board but their will be new stuff as well as links to new polls. https://classroomasthegirlsroom.wordpress.com/
  6. I have just created a poll for girls who pee their panties at a school dance or prom. I am especially interested in hearing from girls who have in order to understand this rare form of peeing your panties Thanks Tess
  7. All my images from this artist :D Touhou wetting.zip
  8. plorenz3

    Mythbusters

    This is a short clip of the Mythbusters episode where they test the pee dance. Kari is shown wiggling and squirming while she tells the story of peeing her pants in 3rd grade. Then you can hear her sigh in relief as she is peeing in a porta-potty.
  9. Apparently there was an Indian show where a girl peed herself. The show was called Bigg Boss 9 and I believe it was episode 46. Anyone have this clip? Thanks!
  10. Well I've updated the Denise pees her panties story and finished it off. Plan to update and write few articles. Next story will be based on the first classroom pantie pee I ever saw totally from the poor girls perspective. Plan some surveys for the guys as well as follow up survey for the girls. My blog is at http://desperate-in-class.weebly.com/ Do spread the words on other forums and to your pee buddies Thanks and Happy New Year Tess
  11. I have created a follow on poll for girls to find out what it is like to pee your panties in class. This one focuses on specific situations; such as while waiting for another girl to return from the girls room, while in line for the girls room, when given immediate permission, and while waiting for the teacher to see your hand. It also tries to determine differences between girls who only peed their panties once as opposed to those who have peed them several times or more. Like the first poll, the goal is to collect the kind of information that will make my classroom desperation fiction totally realistic as far as the female in question is going through as well as the contributing factors to her accident. It is TOTALLY ANONYMOUS. So please take it at https://surveyplanet.com/58627889f46b72049e626e1a If you haven't taken part one, you can find it at https://surveyplanet.com/5860a76015c06604b6fa4b9a Thanks and all the best Tess
  12. girl peed herself, shows great emotion
  13. ELagrange

    Purchasing peed clothing

    I would like to know how common it is to purchase peed panties. I purchase them regularly, in fact I am addicted to it. I just love the smell of the dry pee that soaked into the cotton material. In edition I also love the yellowish stain that it leaves behind once dry especially on white cotton panties. Do you purchase peed panties and where/who do you buy them from. Do you know girls/woman that pee in their panties for you on request or how do you do it. It would also be interesting to know from which country you purchase these peed panties. I am in South Africa but it is hard to find girls selling peed panties here so I purchase from overseas like the UK and USA. Let us know how you do this.
  14. I have a new story on my classroom desperation blog. This is one for you jeans fans and have a VERY INTERESTING TWIST. So go to the blog at http://desperate-in-class.weebly.com I finished updating Allison pees her panties based on the interactive fiction survey and moved it under the Stories tab so enjoy that too. Also I want to continue to invite girls to fill out my What is it like to pee your panties poll for girls only
  15. Just put up a new story and a new article up on my Desperate in Class site http://desperate-in-class.weebly.com/amy-pees-her-panties-during-prayers.html http://desperate-in-class.weebly.com/why-a-girl-peeing-her-panties-in-class-is-the-ultimate-form-of-omorashi.html Please also take my newest poll (and the rest under the Surveys tab) A poll about girl peeing their panties during or before prayers in Catholic, Evangelical or other religious schools https://s.surveyplanet.com/SkexLOJDVZ Enjoy! Tess
  16. I could have a future career as a private investigator, at least when it comes to pee. X) I was searching twitter last night for "peed bus" and scrolling down through all the posts I came across this interesting post from a Simaran Patel on September 4: "abby just peed herself on the bus.. get me out of here.." This really turned me on, so I did some further investigating. Under Simaran's pictures on twitter, she named one of her friends Abigail Vanest. The picture on twitter of abigail was of a hot blonde high school girl. A facebook search of that name turned up the following page: http://www.facebook.com/a.vanest19 Abigail Vanest goes by the nickname "Princess Abby." To verify this was the correct girl, I checked her friends list, and "Simaran Patel" is one of the first names on it. There are some pictures of Abby on her facebook page. Obviously the picture of her peeing her pants isn't public. But she is an incredibly hot high school girl. I assume that she was in a rush in the morning to catch the bus, was gonna pee first thing at school upon arriving, but simply couldn't hold it. I thought it was very hot and wanted to share. Hope others enjoy it as much as I did :)
  17. definately past due for a contribution..hope u like it
  18. In episode 204 Summer states without shame that she peed her pants to her family the minute they got stuck. So I took an existing screengrab and edited it to give it a more graphic feel of what that minute really was like. So from the dimension without Standards & Practices, here's Summer letting her bladder do the work.
  19. I remember a clip of a girl peeing herself on a TV show that I believe was called "Housecall".. I think it was a british show. She was standing with a few other guys and the guy was talking while she was peeing, though I don't think anyone noticed. Does anyone have this clip? I can not find it on the site though I believe it was a very old clip.
  20. princesstess

    New story and poll

    Hi Finally put up a new story and poll on my classroom desperation blog. Got a few more on the way but been busy due to tax season. The story is Samantha pees her panties in line for the girls room. The poll is on boys's attitudes and beliefs about girls peeing their panties in class. Enjoy
  21. In order to make my classroom pantie pee stories more realistic I would like help from the girls in this forum. If you could fill out my poll for girls who peed their panties in class it would give me more information on the experience of peeing your panties in class and make the stories that much more real. https://surveyplanet.com/5860a76015c06604b6fa4b9a Thanks Tess
  22. Had to piss so fucking bad and traffic was horrible. Ended up wetting in my jeans as soon as I walked in the door. Ever happen to any of your other men?
  23. So i was around the house all day drinking water letting the urge build then i made this vid. Sorry about the semi shakey camera, i wont hold it in my hand next time.Let me know what you think and if you have any request let me know..If any ladies like what you see please dont hesitate to contact me, I would love to find a female friend that shares this interest desperation wetting (1).mp4
  24. plorenz3

    DUI Peed her pants

    Hi everyone. I thought I'd share a true story I found online with everyone. Jeffco Sheriff blotter e-mail to a friend | print this | link to this Contributed by: YourHub.com on 8/15/2007 A Jefferson County Sheriff's deputy saw a silver Volkswagen Beetle driving east on West Bowles Avenue that did not have a working license plate lamp at about 2:36 a.m. Aug. 4. According to reports, the deputy suspected the female driver of the car had been drinking. The driver failed a roadside test and was taken to the Arapahoe County jail, according to reports. On the way to the jail, the woman told the deputy she needed to go to the bathroom, according to reports. The deputy told the woman she could go to the bathroom when the reached the jail, deputies said. When the deputy and the woman arrived at the jail there was already a man in the holding cell with the only available toilet, according to reports. The deputy told the woman she would have to wait to use the bathroom until after the booking process was complete, about 20 minutes, according to reports.About 15 minutes later, the woman told the deputy she desperately needed to go to the bathroom or she would be forced to urinate in her pants, deputies said. The deputy explained she would still need to wait 5 to 10 minutes more if she wanted to use a bathroom and that if that if she needed to urinate while wearing her clothes, she should. The woman proceeded to urinate in her pants and was booked on suspicion of DUI and suspicion of driving a defective vehicle.
  25. YellowTides

    I couldn't hold it :/

    Hello guys, I have been a long time lurker and have decided it is finally time to join in the fun! So welcome to my inaugural post. It is nothing special, just an experience from this evening but I hope you all will enjoy. I have to start somewhere right? I was sitting at my computer casually browsing the internet and enjoying the occasional toke. I had my pajama pants on (mostly black with a pattern of skulls in santa caps for the holiday spirit) and a normal T-shirt. I wasn't looking for anything in particular. I started on facebook, then perused the news. After that I checked my email, nothing interesting as usual. While I was watching a video clip I suddenly became aware of a need. A very urgent need. I am not sure if it was the toking or the distraction of browsing the web, but I hadn't realized my need to go until it was far too late. Panicking I stood up and moved toward the front door. At the time it seemed the best option, as the bathroom was through the bedroom with my sleeping girlfriend inside. Although she occasionally indulged in some pee play with me when she was intoxicated or very horny, she did not approve of my little "accidents." Although this one was genuine, I still didn't think she'd be amused if I woke her, especially since she has to work early in the morning. So I moved toward the front door as quickly as I could. As I walked through my living room I had to grab my manhood to keep myself from leaking. By the time I was in the hallway leading to the front door this no longer helped. I felt the first spurt against my clenched fingers. As I made it to the hardwood floor of the landing and fumbled with the lock I had to cross my legs tightly and bend slightly. A rather large spurt made its way uncontrollably past my barriers and dribbled on to the floor. I finally got the door unlocked and open and made it outside. Now a side note: I live on the third floor of an apartment complex. When I walk out my front door it leads to a semi-covered outdoor walkway which leads to a semi-covered stairwell. So I make it out the front door and by this time I have little control over my body's urges. I hesitate for a moment trying to decide where to go, and starting to regret my idea to come out here. I was out in the relative open, and if any of the few people down in the parking lot happened to look up this way they would see a grown man standing outside his front door clearly wetting his jammies. Then the lightbulb moment. I lived in the second from the last unit, alllllll the way down towards the very end of the whole complex, and our neighbors in the last apartment had recently moved out so that unit was empty. So I made my way over to their front door letting out little squirts with every step I took. I was still clutching myself, although it did very little good now. But I still liked feeling the wet warmth on my hand before it soaks its way through my boxer briefs and trickles down my leg. Now that unit being the last one on the end, their portion of the semi-covered walkway is much more covered, and although there is a bright light directly above their door I knew that they were no longer there and felt relatively secure that no one would see me where I was and that even if they could they would not be able to tell how naughty I was being. I noticed that the welcome mat they had used was still there so I stood right on it, as if I was waiting for someone to come open the door. Then I released my grip on my member, but left my hand in place in my crotch, and let loose. I was instantly saturated as the pee soaked every inch of my boxers, enveloping my most sensitive areas, then started pouring in a river down each leg and saturating my slippers. My poor pajama pants had more than they could take, and some urine started cascading down between my legs. I had soaked the welcome mat, and my puddle extended out from underneath on two sides. The feeling was amazing and I was in ecstasy. My knees barely holding up, I walked over to the railing in front of my door and leaned against it. I enjoyed the feeling of the cool air breezing past me all around while I still had the delicious hot dampness in my crotch, down my legs, and in my slippers. It was like I was standing in an ocean of warmth. And then horror. I see my roommate's car pull up. I was so caught up in the moment that I hadn't been paying attention to how close it was getting to the time he comes home from work. I look down and see that as I walked from the neighboring apartment to mine I left very wet footprints on the concrete, along with a telltale line of dribbles as the pee had still been dripping from every part of my pants. And then I remembered my leak in the entry way. Pure horror. I kicked off my slippers, ran in the door and stripped my pajama pants and boxers off. I ran half naked into my room, still trying to be quiet as to not wake up the girlfriend (although at this point that was the least of my worries). I tossed my wet clothes and slippers in the hamper, grabbed a towel from the shelf, threw on a different pair of pajama pants (no time for undies now!). On my way back to the front door I grab the fabreeze from my living room and spray a couple times into the air as I walk down the hallway to mask any odor that might otherwise linger. I wiped up the entry room floor as fast as possible. I poked my head outside and my roommate was just walking to the bottom of the steps. I still had a few seconds as he had 3 stories worth of stairs to climb, and you cant see the entry way from the stairwell. I quickly dabbed the concrete outside my door with the towel, trying to make the wetness as unnoticeable as possible. I didn't have time to clean the whole walkway, but hoped he wouldn't go towards the neighbor's place and see the massive puddle there. I dashed back inside, closed the door without locking it, dashed back to my room and put the towel in the hamper, then quickly to the living room where I put the fabreeze away then went to my computer and sat down. Just as I opened my web browser he opened the door. I turned and said hello, and he greeted me back, then walked into his room to set down his work stuff. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, I thought I was in the clear. When he came out of the room to go to the kitchen he asked if I had been outside just before he came in. I know I turned beet red, but I hoped the darkness of the living room would hide my obvious embarrassment. Thinking quickly I answered that I thought that I heard my cat out there so I poked out to see if he was there, but he wasn't. I asked him why he asked, and I could hear my heart beating in my ears while I waited for a response. He shrugged and said he had heard the door close just before he got up there and was wondering. Relief! He hadn't noticed my puddles, and I hadn't woken my girlfriend. I had gotten away with my impromptu accident and no one was the wiser. I definitely will be more careful next time however! I hope you all enjoyed my first experience. This is the first time I have shared on this site and indeed anywhere on the internet. I have many more experiences to share! I also have some stories/ fantasies that I am considering writing as well. Any comments or criticism is welcome. I would like to continue to contribute, and would also like to improve my craft. Let me know what you guys liked and didn't or how I can improve. Thanks!