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  1. Greetings everyone, saw this on thisvid. Does anyone know who she is? IMG_9637.MOV
  2. Hello everyone I stumbled upon this video, does anyone know who is she? I’m not familiar with her. IMG_9636.MOV
  3. From the album: sleeping_cat01's scribbles

    Good boys drink coffee, lots of coffee, every free refill. At Café Typson, toilet privileges must be earned.
  4. Today was very eventful indeed. I got caught red handed wetting my shorts. It started off today having a strong desire to do a hold. It was around midday 3pm when i decided to start. I was speaking with my wetting friend who i met up with before! I was asking for ideas on what i should do. He said it would be hot if i wore some beige shorts with bright underwear on. I thought this could be really fun as i was feeling naughty and wanted to do a public wetting, i knew the beige would show up really well when wet! I went to my local ASDA (a supermarket for those who are not familiar) and went looking for the items in question I fount some great beige shorts on sale for only £7!! Whilst i was there i also fount some Orange boxers and thought these would go great. After i brought them, i was speaking to my friend and i was asking where i should do my hold/wetting. He said it would be hot if i did it in a village thats quite busy. I liked the sound of the idea, and started looking around my area for a nice village. I fount a great local village nearby that looked quite busy with dog walkers and locals. Before i set off on my drive, i stopped off at the shop and brought some drinks. I had a 750ml bottle of water, a Diet Coke 500ml and a bottle of Fanta 500ml (I LOVE FANTA) I already needed to pee a little before drinking but it was a 3/10 so wasnt that bad. I drove around for a while and did some errands whilst quickly sipping my drinks. After about an hour or so i started to feel an urge to pee that was quite strong. I loveeee this feeling! i carried on driving around and going about my day before the urge got very desperate very quick. I didn't expect this to happen at all. I decided it was time to go to my location and go for a walk. When i was driving there, the urge got stronger and stronger to a point i had to loosen my seat belt to control my bladder. the waves were coming in often and very strong. I pulled up in a layby on the way to the village and got changed into my boxers and shorts. At this point i was REALLY struggling to hold. The pressure of sitting down was almost unbearable! I made it to the village in pain and bursting to go, i pulled up on the side of the road and fount my spot where i was going to walk and let loose! I walked down the road and there was a local pub nearby. Perfect. I walked passed the pub and noticed a woman smoking outside, i walked another 10m before turning around and getting ready to soak myself! I walked past the pub and started to let go. the feeling was AMAZING. I felt my boxers fill with my pee and start running down my shorts. At first glance, i thought i was safe as i couldnt see any wet spots! I was very very wrong. I walked past the female who was smoking whilst wetting and i started to notice my shorts turning very dark. I managed to make it past her without her knowing which was so thrilling. My heart was pounding in my chest as it felt so naughty knowing i had wet so close to someone! I carried on walking and turned the next corner where my car was parked. This is were it went south VERY quickly. As i turned the corner, i saw a couple with there daughter walking towards me. OH MY GOSH. my heart jumped into my throat, i froze and didn't know what to do. I couldn't cross the road as there was no path on the other side, so my only other option was to jump behind a car and pretend i was on my phone. I had a quick glance behind me and there was a trail of my pee on the floor to where i was. It was bright and clear weather as it hasnt got dark yet (summer has it's pros and cons lol!) I stood behind the car hoping they would walk past but no no no no NO! IT WAS THERE CAR I WAS STANDING BEHIND. What made it worse was my car was in front of theres..... 😭 they unlocked the car and stared at me as i was behind it. I felt my face start blushing and i became very hot. I didn't have a clue what to do but just stand there and pretend i'm on my phone. They got closer and closer before they opened the door. I walked from behind there car past them and said 'Hey guys hope your alright' praying this would just look like i'm being nice and minding my own business. I made eye contact with the female as she was on my side, thats when i IMMEDIATELY saw her eyes looked down at my crotch. My shorts were drenched and very noticeable, I walked past her and just stood at my car. I couldnt bring myself to open my car door and i honestly dont know why?!?!?!?! Like i've just pissed myself, theres a huge dark patch on my shorts and my brain thinks it's a good idea to just stand at my car door 🙃🙃🙃 I just stood there SOAKED pee dripping down my legs into my shoes as i couldnt stop the flow once i had started. I was mortified. I have never felt my face go so red in my life. After a while i got into my car and they drove off. I was in shock. I just soaked myself and got caught by a family. The thrill i got from this was unreal. I've never felt such fear and embarrassment in my life!! But i kind of liked it? I will NEVER forget this moment when i soaked my shorts and got caught in the act. After i drove home and had some real fun 😉 thinking about what just happened and how good the release felt! ❤️❤️❤️I hope you guys enjoyed this, I know its a very long story, but hopefully it was worth the read! ❤️❤️❤️ Thank you!
  5. First hold! I’m a bit bratty and want instant gratification so I’m not very good at holding for long, and my partner is home in about three hours. I’m on my bed, in shorts but no panties, using sec toys, thinking about how wonderful it will be to wet myself. Idk how holds work so idk what else to say!
  6. “We’ll be there soon. Just try to hold out a little longer.” The order came from the driver's seat directed to the back row of the minivan. In the back row, three girls sat next to each other. “Does anybody else need to go?” Asked the woman sitting in the passenger seat. “No, I think Hannah and I are good, it’s just Bethany.” One of the girls, with dark hair with purple highlights replied. “Ughh” Bethany, the redhead groaned. She had both hands firmly clamped between her legs, pressed against her jeans shorts. “When we get there I’ll take her straight to the bathroom, you guys just go ahead without us.” Bethany’s mom,Wendy, who was sitting in one of the middle seats, told the rest of the group. Bethany would have blushed about the way everyone was discussing her need to piss if she hadn’t made it so obvious herself. There were even a few times where she thought she was about to burst, begging them to pull over or hand her a towel. She was sitting on a towel, not wanting to ruin her friend's mom's car seat, but she was still holding onto the contents of her bladder for dear life, every bump making her wince or groan. Her friend, Hannah, who occupied the middle seat in the back row had given Bethany the towel, but made her promise to keep holding because she knew that if Beth’s bladder burst she would get soaked by her piss as well. The dark haired girl sitting next to Hannah, Bellatrix found the situation somewhat amusing, she did also need to pee but nowhere near as bad as Bethany did. She just shifted her legs around, and tugged on her gray running shorts to take her mind off it. Bethany didn’t want to keep pointlessly whining or making a scene, so she just rested her head against the window, pouting, hands still between her bouncing legs, as she finally saw the sign for the amusement park up ahead. She realized relief was coming soon, and while this lessened her worries, it also sent the signal to her bladder that it could release soon, she felt the first warm trickles spurt out of her. And she groaned and pressed her hands tighter against her crotch. Her friends in the backseat and her mother could tell what had happened but they didn’t comment on it. They knew the poor girl was trying her best, and she was likely humiliated by the small leaks. They all just hoped she could make it in time. But by the time they pulled into the parking lot Bethany was ready to just pull her shorts down there and piss on the ground. And she probably would have, if it weren’t for all the people milling around who would see her. Wendy tutted when she saw the small leaks on her poor daughter's shorts. She knew there would be a restroom at the entrance of the park, and she walked with her daughter behind the rest of the group, as the girl hobbled slowly through the parking lot. When they made it to the entrance, what they saw made Wendy sigh and Bethany want to cry. The line for the bathrooms stretched further than the line to enter the park. And it didn’t look like it was moving very fast. “You guys go on ahead, we’ll head to the bathroom.” Wendy told the rest of the group. “Come on Beth.” She said as she led her desperate daughter to the back of the line. Bethany was humiliated by how much she was potty dancing, but she knew it was the only thing holding back the even worse humiliation of pissing her shorts in public. But she didn’t know how much longer she could hold that back. The line was moving at a snail's pace, and they were nowhere near the front. The line was right near a fountain at the entrance to the park. It was quite pretty, but right now Bethany didn’t appreciate the decoration. The sound of running water was torture as she tried to focus all her energy on holding back the flood, but it was this sound that pushed her over the edge. She could feel, but was unable to stop the trickles of piss that ran down her slender legs into her long socks pulled up around her calves. Her knees buckled a bit, but she still kept her hands firmly pressed into her crotch. “Mom I’m- I’m-” Wendy knew from her daughter's panicked voice that she had lost the struggle and was having an accident. And when she looked and saw, she had this confirmed. “It’s okay honey.” Wendy comforted her daughter, then, with a sob, Beth’s floodgates completely opened. All of the piss she tried so desperately to hold spilled out drenching her shorts, turning the light denim a dark shade of blue. It ran down her legs and soaked her socks and shoes, and the rest of it trickled off into streams that ran directly onto the ground, creating a puddle where she stood. Bethany burned red, she felt as though everyone was staring at her, an eighteen year old girl pissing herself in the line to the toilet. She noticed people pointing at the puddle, and stepping around it to avoid it. Her mother just pulled her into a side hug, and told her not to worry, that they’ll get her cleaned up. ________________________________________________________________________________ Rachel, Hannah’s mom, looked at the notification she just received from Wendy. “Looks like Bethany didn’t make it to the bathroom.” Rachel told the rest of the group. “Poor girl.” “Wait, she had pissed herself? No way.” Bellatrix asked. “Bella!” Her mother, Maria, scolded her daughter for her crassness. “The poor thing was holding it for hours, and we’re not going to sit here and pretend like you’ve never had an accident.” “Mom! Shhh!” Bella blushed, she didn’t want to discuss her history of bathroom accidents, especially not in such a public place. “Oh please.” Maria shrugged her daughters concerns off. “In fact, we should look for a bathroom before we go any further.” “Ugh, I don’t need to use the bathroom.” Bellatrix insisted. This wasn’t exactly true, but she didn’t want to be reminded to use the bathroom and be taken there by her mother like she was some kid. “Let’s just get on a ride.” The four women got in line for the first roller coaster they saw. Bellatrix was excited for this one, she had read about how crazy it was supposed to be, and she felt the anticipation in her stomach when she looked up at the height and heard the scream of the riders who were already on board. Or at least, she thought it was anticipation at first. She quickly realized however that in addition to her need to piss, she also needed to poop as well. The group was already in the line, and they had a forty-five minute wait ahead of them, and the line behind them only grew longer. Bellatrix knew she would just have to hold it until they got off the ride and could head to the bathroom, but she was starting to regret not taking her mothers advice. She could tell her mother was regretting not using the bathroom either, soon, she was bouncing around making her need to pee vocal. “Ugh, I should’ve just gone to the toilet without you, how long is this line going to take?” Maria brushed her long blonde hair aside, adjusting her tan capris to try to lessen the strain on her bladder. “Another thirty minutes at least.” Rachel answered. “Wanna just get out of line and go? I’ll stay with the girls.” “I don’t know I-” Maria began before she was hit with a strong wave of desperation. She was basically hunched over at this point. “Yeah I think that might be a good idea.” But they were being kept in line by a metal barrier. Maria didn’t expect to be able to fight her way through the crowd of people behind them, so she knew she would have to get by the barrier. She bent down to duck underneath the barrier, but the position was awkward, basically a squat, and this was too much for her bladder. The whole group and everyone near them in line watched as the dark, glistening patch spread on the crotch of her tan capris. She was still in this squat position, too shocked to move, as the piss gushed through her pants creating a large puddle underneath her. The squat position caused the flow to be loud and powerful, as if she was on the toilet, but instead of water, the piss just splashed onto the hot pavement beneath her. “Well, I guess I don’t need to go anymore!” Maria laughed it off. But Bellatrix was mortified, so many people had just watched her mother piss herself! In addition to her humiliation, witnessing her mom's accident made her need to pee that much worse. As she watched her mother walk off, with the wet patch on the back of her pants, she wondered if she could avoid that fate. By the time she got to the front of the line, she was basically using all of her willpower to keep from potty dancing on the spot. She was shifting back and forth, tapping her fingers on her thighs, and biting her lip. “Are you nervous?” Hannah asked her friend. Bellatrix blushed at her desperation being noticed, but she told the brown haired girl that it was just nerves. And truthfully, she was nervous, she had to pee extremely badly, and her bowels were rumbling too. She had no idea what effect the roller coaster would have. She got on the ride and sat next to Hannah, praying that she wouldn’t piss all over her friend. As the lap bar came down, she let out a little leak from the pressure. Feeling the warm wetness stain her panties didn’t help her desperation, and as the roller coaster began to ascend, she felt all the piss inside her begin to slosh around. Then, the roller coaster reached its peak, and she looked over at Hannah, Bella remembered how she was worried about Bethany peeing on her during the car ride. Bella just hoped Hannah would forgive her for the accident she was about to have. The roller coaster dropped fast, and Bella heard the screams of her fellow riders, and she felt her warm piss stream out of her, soaking into her panties and shorts. What didn’t soak into her clothes splashed around her seat, puddling under her ass and running down onto the floor beneath her. She felt twists and turns of the roller coaster, and felt her friends hand on her arm, Hannah was trying to tell her something but Bellatrix couldn’t hear her, not over the screaming voices, the air blowing by her ears, or the fact that she was trying to block out that this was even happening right now. By the time the ride came to a stop, Bellatrix was burning red, and Hannah was still trying to talk to her. But Bella got out of her wet seat as fast as possible, and ran to the exit of the ride. She had humiliated herself by pissing her pants on the ride, but that wasn’t the end of her worries. She still needed to find a bathroom, quickly, or else she would fill her soaking wet panties as well. She entered the gift shop area, and heard the murmurs of people commenting on the girl with the obvious wet patch on the back of her gray shorts. She tried to block them out, and scanned the store for a restroom, but she didn’t find one. Instead, her eyes landed on the photos of the ride displayed for sale. She saw herself and Hannah, and the extremely visible wet patch on her crotch. Bellatrix ran out of the store to continue her search for a toilet. And she ran into her mother, Bethany, and Bethany’s mother. “Bella! What happened?!?” Maria asked her daughter. She wasn’t about to scold her for her accident, that would be hypocritical, but she just wanted to make sure her daughter was alright. “Mom, where’s the bathroom?” Bella ignored her mothers question and asked her own. “It’s around the corner but the line is huge.” Maria answered. “Why? If you want to get changed there’s other changing rooms. Bethany could show you where they are.” Bellatrix noticed Bethany had on new, pink cotton shorts, they were obviously purchased from the gift shop as they had the name of the park on them. But that’s not what Bellatrix was worried about, when she heard that the line for the bathroom was huge, her stomach dropped even further. She had no idea what to do. She began to contemplate the unthinkable. “Mom, please… I need to…” Bella began to walk off behind the gift shop, where nobody could see. She heard her mother call after her to ask where she was going, but she didn’t stop. Her slow walk began to turn into a waddle as she felt the contents of her bowel begin to push out of her. She couldn’t hold back any longer, she wasn’t private enough, there were still people around who could see her, but her stomach didn’t care. Her knees buckled and she sank into a squat, pulling her shorts down to expose her soaked purple panties with black trim. Then, she felt the warm, hard mass of shit push out of her. It bulged in her panties, then nestled in them, pressed between the wet fabric and her skin. She couldn’t believe what had just happened, and she looked up and realized her mother had watched the whole thing. _______________________________________________________________________________ While that was happening, Hannah was telling everyone else what had happened on the roller coaster, which was now being shut down for cleaning. They all decided not to mention this detail to Bella when she came back, so they wouldn’t embarrass the poor girl any more. Hannah didn’t blame her for the piss that got on her shorts, she was more worried about whether or not her friend was doing okay. Bethany seemed to be consoled by the fact that she wasn’t the only one who had an accident, but was still not happy with the dumb shorts and lack of panties she had to deal with. Rachel couldn't believe the day the group was having, and Wendy was worried about what was said about the bathroom line. “Do you think there’s any other bathrooms anywhere nearby?” She asked Rachel. “Not you too Wendy.” Rachel laughed. “Honestly you might as well join the club and pee your pants too.” Wendy gave a slight chuckle in response, but her problem wasn’t that she was about to pee her pants, it was her stomach. She had woken up with an upset stomach this morning, it was so bad that she considered not even coming to the park, but she decided to power through this issue and join in. Now she was beginning to make a list of her regrets. She regrets coming here instead of sitting at home with easy access to a toilet all day. She regretted not using the toilet while she helped her daughter change her clothes and get cleaned up after her accident. She regrets not getting in line for the bathroom sooner, as she can see it beginning to stretch even longer from where she was standing. After being able to get cleaned up and changed, Bethany was in a much better mood. The humiliation of her accident earlier that morning was still fresh in her mind, but she wanted to put that behind her and try to enjoy her time at the park. “Mom, do you want to go on this ride?” Beth asked her mother. The ride she pointed to was similar to the teacups, it spun the riders around so fast they appeared to almost be a blur. Wendy was hesitant, but then she saw the look on her daughter’s face. She didn’t want to let her down, especially after the humiliation she had to endure earlier. And so, against her better judgment, Wendy got on the ride. It began slow at first, slow, but the rotations were still enough to shake her stomach up. Then the ride began to pick up speed, and she had to clench to keep the contents of her bowels in. But the fight was pointless. Soon the ride hit full speed, and her mess began to push out of her into her jeans. She wanted to get up from her chair, to try to escape the ride and run to find a bathroom, but the increased gravity from the ride kept her trapped against her seat. More and more the hot mushy mess began to fill her panties and press against her ass, and she even felt a little bit of piss trickle out of her and stain her jeans. By the time the ride stopped, she was a complete mess. Her panties were covered in shit, and her jeans had a noticeable brown spot on the back. Bethany, who was oblivious to all until now looked over at her mother and realized that she had an accident too. _______________________________________________________________________________ While separated from the rest of the group, Hannah and Rachel had decided to get on a ride themselves. The drop tower. Hannah’s shorts were still slightly wet from sitting next to Bellatrix, but she wouldn’t stop that from letting her have fun. Rachel was just hoping that there wouldn’t be any more issues today, not after the amount of accidents the group has had. But while they were in line both women realized they had needed to pee. Neither told the other, it wasn’t that bad of a need, but they would have to go after this ride. So, once they got strapped in they hoped the ride would go quick and smooth. But of course with their luck, it wouldn’t. Rachel felt her legs dangle as the tower raised them to the top of the park, and she looked over at her daughter who was smiling with anticipation. From there they could see everything. All the rides, attractions, people, and bathroom lines. Then, just as they finished taking all the sights in, the ride dropped them fast down to the ground. The riders all screamed, including Rachel, but her’s were for a different reason. Her bladder released a sudden spurt of piss into her panties when the drop happened. Her bladder was never strong, especially ever since she became a mother, but she wasn’t expecting this. She pressed her crotch into the restraint between her legs as the ride raised them back up high. Then, it dropped again, and even more piss escaped out of her, the seat restraint was the only way she could hold her crotch, but it also meant that she couldn’t press her legs together. Then, on the third time the ride began to make its ascent up, it made a mechanical jerking noise and stopped. “What’s going on?” Hannah asked her mother. Then she was answered by a PA announcement. “Please remain calm, the ride has come to a stop due to a mechanical failure. We are attempting to fix it and will be done shortly.” All the riders began to talk amongst themselves. How soon is “shortly?” What sort of error? Rachel was panicking, her bladder was ready to pop after those leaks. She knew there would already be little stains on her jeans. But when she looked over at her daughter, she could instantly tell she was in the same boat as well. “You need to pee too?” Rachel asked Hannah, causing her daughter to blush. “It’s alright, I wet myself a little when the ride dropped. I think I might just go.” “What?!?” Hannah asked, blushing even harder. She was doing the same thing her mother was, pressing her crotch against the restraint between her legs. Only Hannah’s squirming was more obvious, she was even trying to wrap her legs around each other, trying desperately to not let a single drop of piss out. “Yeah, who knows how long we might be up here, and besides it’s not like we’re the only ones to do it?” Rachel reasoned. Then, she let out a sigh, and Hannah watched in horror as a steady stream of piss emerged from underneath her mother, running down her legs and soaking the inside of her jeans, before trickling down to the ground below them. “I’m not doing that mom! I can’t believe you just did!” Hannah said, but it may be too late for her. Watching and hearing her mom's piss stream made her desperation that much worse. She saw a crowd gathering below the line. A crowd including her friends and their moms. She knew there were so many eyes on her, but there wasn’t much she could do besides press her crotch against the restraint, and this didn’t do much to help. They had been trapped for nearly ten manures now, she could tell the crew was working on the ride, but she could also tell she wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. Little trickles already began to escape out of her. Some just soaking into her panties, some running down her tan slender legs. “Hannah, just go, it’s okay.” Rachel told her, but Hannah wished she hadn’t. Hearing her mother say that made it almost impossible to stop the leaks now. They were constant, almost every two seconds, and growing stronger and lasting longer. Her crotch was soaked, and she knew her white shorts had to have become see through. But no matter how much she leaked she didn’t become any less desperate. From their height, she could see the fountain at the entrance of the park. The same fountain that made Beth piss herself. She never would’ve guessed at the time she would be in the same situation later. Pissing her shorts publicly. She wondered what Beth felt like, when the warmth blossomed against her crotch and ran down her legs. This thought, the sight of the fountain, and her desperation, all became too much for Hannah. She felt another leak, but this wasn’t a leak, it was the real deal and she wouldn’t be able to stop it. Hannah squirmed and whined against the restraints. Her mother told her comforting words, but she could also hear the comments from the other riders, she knew people were pointing at her. The piss completely soaked her panties and shorts, there wasn’t an inch of dry fabric below her crotch area. She stuck her legs out as the piss ran down them, joining the rest that came out of her onto the ground, mixing with her mothers puddle. She wanted to cry like Beth did earlier. The warm wetness clung to her, as she felt the wind making her wet legs cold. Just as she finished her accident, the ride creaked again, then began to slowly descend. _______________________________________________________________________________ On the ground, Rachel surveyed the damage, she found out about the messes Wendy and Bellatrix made, and saw that her daughters shorts were so wet they were basically see through. The thin white denim clung to her daughter's legs and butt, and you could see her cheeks, and the thong she was wearing. Bethany, who had the first accident, was consoling her two friends who were still in tears over theirs. Wendy and Maria were handling their accidents better, but Maria was getting tired of the stares she was getting, and Wendy was clearly disgusted with herself. Everyone was in desperate need of a shower and a change of clothes. “What a day huh?” Rachel asked, always trying to stay lighthearted in these sorts of situations. “Guess it’s time to head home, does anyone need to use the bathroom before we leave?”
  7. Yep...Yang pissed his pants while him and Yang are doing yoga Hope you guys like it Original pic here
  8. Hello, I am doing a 24 hour hold currently 14 and half hours in and it is starting to hit me. This is first time I have had a chance to hold since moving in my apartment excited 🙂
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    I was chugging water all day and I tried so hard to hold it... Eventually, I just had to let it go and wet my shorts, letting the piss fall all over my feet!
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  10. View File Desperate Wetting In Grey Shorts I was chugging water all day and I tried so hard to hold it... Eventually, I just had to let it go and wet my shorts, letting the piss fall all over my feet! Submitter melikai Submitted 05/28/2023 Category Female  
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    Peed myself in the shower… on purpose… >_<
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  13. so i was just sitting on my bed, watching some tv in my blue shorts and black t-shirt, when i get this urge to pee. now normally i'd get up and walk to the bathroom, but i was home alone for a little bit and decided to have a little fun. so i stayed in bed ignored the feeling as the piss leaked straight out of my cock right into my underwear. it was a fantastic feeling to feel it all leak out so casually but after thinking for a bit i realized i didn't wanna leave my bed soaking wet. so i got out of bed, placed a towel down and continued pissing on the floor. the puddle on the floor ended up being way bigger than expected but i think it was worth every second. this is definitely something im gonna have to try again
  14. i wanna do some omorashi stuff but i want people to watch! i guess just message me if you wanna watch! specifically over discord<3
  15. View File cta2 poor girl was so thirsty, and all she wanted to do was dance. Submitter angus5555 Submitted 05/24/2023 Category Female  
  16. Hello again! I was in the mood to write a story again, so I wrote down this one from a few years ago. I think it will be a multi-part story, and I'm sure you'll all be able to guess why! Sorry for any weird grammar or typos, I wanted to just get it out there. I thought I’d give another solo story this time, since I’ve had a person or two ask for one. There was a time when I spent a lot of time in two different cities that were about a 1.5 – 2 hour drive apart. The why isn’t really important, but I’d frequently spend a week or two in a city that wasn’t my “main” home, so naturally I’d have to bring some clothes, electronics, and all the other things you’d travel with. I didn’t have a whole lot of privacy at this place, and this day, it was time for me to go back to my real home, so I was excited to have some alone time (for multiple reasons). One of those reasons was because I’d really been wanting to do a hold for a while, so I had been drinking quite a bit of water as I was packing up my stuff. By this point in my life, I’d done enough holds to get a good feel for how much and how fast my bladder would fill. I knew I had a pretty big bladder too. I guess this is a long way of saying, I knew what I was doing, and was trying to time it so that my drive home would be pleasantly uncomfortable, but I’d still make it home with plenty of time to spare before I burst. I put on something I thought would be fun but a bit risky to hold in – if I remember right, it was briefs made out of a thin material, tight khaki colored shorts (they show it super obviously, and the risk made it fun for me), a tight but long black t-shirt (long enough to cover a small accident, just in case), and regular shoes. Around this time, I’d met someone online who also liked to control my bladder. You know, tell me how much to drink, when/if I can use the restroom, what I could do to hold it in… All that sort of fun stuff. I was chatting with him very excitedly, taking way more time than usual to pack up my car and finish up at the house I was staying at. As I was just about finished packing my car, I realized I had to go pretty badly. I had to pee more than I was comfortable with for the 90 – 120 minute drive, and I didn’t want to have to go that badly while I was on the road, and worst case, ruin my seats and have to walk into my house with sopping wet shorts. I asked the guy I was playing with if I could go, since I had to go too badly, too early on. “I might let you go if you call and beg,” he messaged me. My stomach knotted and I called him right away. “Please let me go?” I whined to him. “Hmm… Why?” he asked, trying to sound disinterested. “Because I don’t know if I’m going to make it back okay if I don’t,” I did my best to sound genuinely worried (because I was!) and bounced a bit in real life, hoping it came across in my voice. “Hmm,” he went quiet for a bit. “I don’t think you can,” he said, his tone making it sound like he had nothing to do with him. I couldn’t think of anything to say, but I felt a nervous whine come out of my mouth. “You’d better hurry and get going,” he said. “It’s going to be a tough drive.” I think I called him a name or two and hung up. I did pack faster though, locked up the house I was staying at, filled up my water bottles to take with me, and sat in the driver’s seat. I looked down at my crotch, trying to gauge how badly I had to go. I rubbed my thighs a bit, and decided that I would still make it home, but would be extremely full and close to bursting by the time I got there. I sighed, rubbed my thighs again, and started my car. I drove through town a bit towards the highway, and actually felt okay. Very full, but okay. I pulled into a gas station just before I left the city on the highway, filled up my tank (my gas tank, I mean!), and looked longingly at the store that I knew would have restrooms. I sent another text to the guy I was playing with. “It’s my last chance,” I whined, “can I please let a little out?” All I got back was a curt “No. Start driving.” My stomach sank, and I sat back down in the driver’s seat. My stomach felt very, very full, a bit stretched even, but it didn’t hurt at that point. I remember saying “Yes sir,” and telling him to call if he wanted to talk, since I’d be driving. I got a knot in my stomach once I entered the onramp. There weren’t really a lot of towns in between the city I was leaving and the one I was going to, so I knew I’d have to hold it a while. There was a rest stop I’d planned to go to maybe an hour and a half away, more than half of the distance towards my destination. I put on some music to distract myself from my bladder. There isn’t really a whole lot to say about the next thirty minutes or so, it was a pretty boring, flat drive. At about 20 – 30-minute mark, the pain started to set in. When I felt that first pang of pain, I kept an eye out for the next road sign, looked at my speed, and did some quick math. I realized I was probably screwed. It was probably another hour until I hit the rest stop, and my bladder was already painfully contracting. It was even worse because I knew I couldn’t devote as much strength to holding it as normal because I had to focus driving. Maybe 10 minutes after I realized this, as I was bouncing one of my legs up and down (the leg not doing the driving obviously), the music on my car’s stereo stopped and my phone began ringing. My car read out the contact name as the guy I had been texting. I hit the button on my wheel to answer it. “Hi,” I said, trying to hide the strain in my voice. “How ya doin’, buddy?” he said in a condescending tone. “I’m hanging on.” “Sounds like it’s hurting,” he said, clearly enjoying that. “It is,” I admitted. “Mmm, it’s going to be a fun drive,” he laughed at me. By this point, the pain genuinely had me worried. “What do I do if I leak?” I asked, my voice hoarse. “You don’t leak,” he told me. “You just hold it. You owe it to me,” his tone was incredibly commanding, which I’ve always had a huge weak spot for. I moaned as I felt my bladder contract for the first time, and mumbled “Yes, sir.” “Do whatever you have to and call me when you’re at the rest stop. Do not go before I say you can.” He hung up before I could respond. I looked at the road around me, and from having made this drive many times before, I knew I was at least another half hour or forty five minutes before I got to the rest stop. I put on whatever I was listening to again and settled in for the ride. Maybe ten or fifteen minutes later, I started feeling more contractions, and was already dangerously close to leaking since I couldn’t dance around and grab myself while sitting in a car. I managed to press my thighs together though, and bouncing my leg around a bit helped too, I thought. I remember sweating as I got more and more nervous about losing it. I breathed in slowly, and exhaled sharply when that put painful pressure on my bladder. I stopped a bit to recover from the pain, but wiped the sweat off of my forehead, bounced my leg a bit, and tried focus on the road again, anything but my full bladder, with the seatbelt pressing on it, my normal belt straining against it, the bouncing road making it jiggle around, around, down, out… I yelped as I felt a tiny drip, just a drip, soak out of me and into my underwear. I’d been in this spot enough to know it wouldn’t show, yet, but that I was in serious trouble, especially since I just realized I didn’t have a towel easy to grab. I really didn’t want to have to clean my seats after soaking myself, never mind whatever I’d have to do about getting out of my car with wet pants. I couldn’t think of anything else to do except to call my friend. “Wow,” he answered right off the bat, “you’re at the rest stop already?” “No, I –” “Then why are you calling?” “Because I have to pee –” “I know you do, that’s why I want you to hold it.” “But I’m starting to leak, I can’t stop, what do I do – ” I couldn’t get my words out fast enough. “I told you, you don’t leak. You’re going to do this for me,” he said forcefully. “You will drive to that rest stop, and you will call me before you pee, and I’ll decide what you can do then. Got it?” I don’t think I could have said anything other than “Yes, sir”, even if I had wanted to. “Good,” he said, and hung up again. I don’t really remember what I did at that point. I do definitely remember driving with my legs squeezed together as some pee leaked out. I remember reaching my hand down between my legs and whimpering “Oh, fuck,” as I felt a decent sized wet spot. I remember a doomed feeling as I kept my attention focused on driving and felt another splash of warmth between my legs. But I also remember that my bladder cooled off a bit after I spurted a few times. I think I pulled myself together for the last five or so minutes of the drive into the rest stop. I reached between my legs again and somehow, miraculously, I wasn’t nearly as wet as I was before. Damp I guess, but not wet, at least not obviously so. My heart was pounding as I pulled into the rest stop. I scanned the parking lot quickly, and luckily there were only a few cars. I parked away from the restrooms building, away from the other cars too, and I practically jumped out of my car with my phone in hand. I stood up and leaned against the door of my car, looking down at my legs, and I swear I felt my heart ease up when I noticed that you couldn’t really see the wet stain on my khaki shorts below my shirt. Maybe a little – or maybe I was just being hopeful, in retrospect – but I knew I’d still be okay to run into the bathrooms once I got the work from my friend. I pulled my phone out and called him, put it to my ear, and… Nothing. I dialed again. Still nothing. I looked at my phone, and my gut sank when I saw I barely had reception. I swallowed and started shaking, and barely was able to send a text message: “At rest stop no service pls let me go”. Thankfully, the text still went through. I paced around a grassy area in front of my car, away from the rest of the parking lot, trying my hardest to hold on, and just barely managing. I got the idea to record myself as I was pacing, keeping the camera pointed at my lower half when I wasn’t frantically checking for a text. My heart leapt out of my chest when I felt my phone vibrate with a text message but sank when I read it: “Call me”. I tried to call again once or twice, and still I wasn’t able to get through. “Can’t call no service pls let me pee” I texted frantically. I walked hurriedly back to my car, and leaned against the back of it, which was the side closer to the restrooms. I kept the camera pointed at my bulging, obviously full bladder, and looked longingly at the restrooms. I planned to practically break out into a sprint once I got the go-ahead from my friend. I was dancing side to side as I waited for the text, grabbing myself through my pocket and underwear with my left hand. I collapsed a bit to where I was almost sitting against my car as my bladder contracted particularly badly and couldn’t stop it as it pushed out a splash of pee, soaking my underwear down between my legs, and flowing down my pelvis to the seat of my pants. I swore to myself as I somehow realized that I was dripping from the bottom of my pants onto the parking lot. I squeezed my legs together and whimpered, I knew I was about to run out of time, and I was so, so tempted to just start sprinting without hearing from my friend. But I stayed in place, shaking like mad, camera pointed at myself. Just as I was about to take off running, my phone vibrated, and I rushed to open it. I read the text: “If you can’t call, you can’t piss. Come to my place.” I whimpered and shook again as my bladder quivered, leaking more. I grabbed myself through my pocket and underwear and started to take off running, but I saw something that made me freeze immediately: There was a car parked right in front of the entrance to the toilets, and I saw the silhouette of someone’s head moving around as if they were sitting in the driver’s seat. I stopped immediately, maybe 10 or 20 feet from my car, and began pissing myself uncontrollably. My bladder contracted heavily, and I ran back to my car when I heard liquid splashing out of the legs of my shorts and onto the ground. I ran around to the front passengers’ door (the car with the person was off to the driver’s side), piss flowing all over my legs and flying in every direction out of the bottom of my shorts. I opened back passenger door for cover, and just let it all out, making sure the camera was pointed in the right direction. I tried to keep myself covered as best as I could with the passenger side door while I stood there and peed my shorts. I bent my knees a little to keep from being visible through the window, and eventually knelt on the bottom of the car’s door frame. I remember muttering “Shit, shit, oh fuck…” while I soaked myself, and couldn’t get my shoes off in time to save them. I kept looking around to see if anyone else could see me, and my heart leapt out of my chest as another car pulled into the rest stop, angled just right so that I ended up in the headlights for a few seconds. I tried to bend down and into my car, thinking maybe I’d just look like I was getting something that fell into the seat, and stayed that way until I could finally stop wetting my pants. By that time, I was soaked. Basically the only part of my pants that were dry were the sides of my hips, but I’d managed to soak the front of my shorts, of course, the bottom, and basically all of the legs. They were already tight, but now that they were soaking wet, the fabric clung to my legs, and every movement made the fabric slide heavily up, down and around my legs, reminding me of the fact that I couldn’t hold it as well as I hoped I could. I was sure to get a good image of myself for my friend, and finally turned off my phone’s camera. Once I was done, I looked around, back at the car with the silhouette especially, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone in there got a show. I quickly dashed around the rear passenger door, and zipped into the back passenger seat, shoving all my luggage aside. I tried to avoid actually sitting in the seat, given how soaked I was, and knelt on the floor between the front and back seat. I rummaged through my stuff trying to find a new pair of pants, a towel, anything really, I guess. I found a towel easily enough and kept searching for a fresh pair of underwear and pants. I managed to find a dry pair of shorts, exactly the same as what I was wearing except for a lighter color, but for whatever reason, my underwear was nowhere to be found. I gave up and put the towel on the seat and tried to change into a fresh pair of shorts without giving everyone a show. I debated taking off my underwear too, but I didn’t want to be naked in public, just in case. So I put on a dry pair of shorts with a not-so-dry pair of underwear. Luckily (I guess) they were not super absorbent, so there wasn’t much wetness to soak through onto the fresh pants. I put the wet pants somewhere, I can’t remember where, and got out of the car feeling incredibly relieved, like I’d just gotten away with something (probably because I had!). I took the towel back around to the driver’s seat, and spread the towel over the fabric seat, just to save it if anything soaked through the clean shorts. As I stood next to the open door, I took a look back at the building where the restrooms were. The guy in the car was still there, and a family just walked into the restrooms to boot. I thought about me and the person in that car seeing something other than silhouettes of one another, and was humiliated by the idea, even though I didn’t think they’d had any idea what I was back here doing. I also thought about my friend who wanted me to not pee at all (oops…), and the fact that I didn’t really need to pee anymore. That settled it, in my mind. I got into the driver’s seat, started the car, and began driving to my friend’s place.
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  18. Hi everyone First of all i want to start explaining my situation Im over 18, and i want to start with bed wetting,but i dont want to destroy the mattress Could anyone give a recomendation?
  19. While I am not personally into messing, I know plenty of you are and would appreciate this story. If you’re not into messing, move on from this post because that’s all I’ve got here! Today I was holding, and when I went to the bathroom to go wet (as I talk about in my last post) my bowels had another plan. As I gathered my wetting supplies (towel, old clothes) I felt the poop inside me and knew I would need to go soon. Little did I know that it would be much sooner than anticipated! As soon as I set up my camera and stood back to test the shot, i tried to let out a fart. Unfortunately for me I got a lot more than I bargained for. A big glob of shit spurted out of me and into my underwear and I froze. Did that really just happen? But it did just happen, so i quickly tore off my shorts and underwear and assessed the damage. My shorts were clean as could be, my underwear on the other hand was not so lucky. I ended up throwing it away and finished the rest of the way on the toilet, miraculously managing to hold in my pee as well so I could still go on to wet. Sorry if this isn’t that great of a post, just thought some of you might enjoy it!
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    malefemale Milovana Challenge

    Hi everybody I really wanted to give a try to the milovana challenges but unfortunately the site wasn't working the last time I checked. Luckily it's working now so I am going for Airplane pee desperation right now. I don't feel the need to pee at all. I recently went to the toilet. If anybody wants to do it alongside me, they are most welcome. here is the link https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=42208 Let's see how it goes. Starting off with two bottles of water. More water on its way.
  21. Part 1 (I’m too lazy right now to draw a picture of the characters, so I’ll add a drawing before part two. I’ll just explain what they look like. Think Kimono fursuit style. Sammy is a rabbit, and he’s all dark brown. He has light blue eyes and his hair color is blonde. Sammy has a bit of a softie style, so his outfit in the story is like a pink, long t-shirt and white sweatpants. Pixit, the main character of the story, is a white cat. She has short fluffy hair that’s like a split dye, with light blue on one side and blonde on the other. She wears a big, black hoodie and shorts underneath it, along with fishnets and combat boots. Viv is a cat, who’s pink with light pink freckle-like marking. She has long white hair, like DDLC Yuri haircut, and wears a white crop top and a black skirt. The final character is Colli, who’s a manokit. He’s black with yellow eyes, and fluffy blonde hair. He wears a white t-shirt and long blue shorts. That’s the gang, enjoy!) Pixit was having her morning pee when there was a knock on the door. Viv’s voice came from the other side. ”Pix, we have to go!” She said. “Sammy and Colli are already in the car! We’ll be late for the concert if we don’t leave!” Pixit sighed irritably but pulled back on her stream. “Fine, fine! I’ll be there in a sec!” While she still had to pee, Pixit ignored it. She had an iron bladder and could wait a while. Pixit grabbed her suitcase and got in the backseat of the car with Viv. “You took your sweet time.” Pixits boyfriend, Sammy, said from the front seat. ”I get it, I woke up late and now we’re running late. Let’s get going!” Pixit replied, rolling her eyes with a smile. ”I can turn on some music! How does ChatterMind sound?” Colli asked. The ride to the venue would be a few hours long, but it would still be fun. For the first part of the morning, the four were having fun and rocking out to some music. Since it was a hot summer day, and Pixit got dehydrated easily, she was drinking lots of liquids. She felt a more noticeable twinge in her abdomen. ”Do you think we can stop soon?” Colli asked, as if voicing her thought. “I’m getting hungry for lunch.” ”yeah, we can stop at a drive thru.” Sammy said. “Nobody has to pee, right?” ”We all went this morning, so I think we’re all fine,” Viv replied. “Right Pix?” Pixit nodded. “I’m good.” For now… The group stopped at their favorite restaurant and picked up some food. Pixit felt a stronger twinge again. ”Just curious, how many hours are left in the drive?” She asked. ”About two.” Sammy replied. “But we have to go straight to the concert since we’re running late. We won’t get into our hotel until around 1:30 AM.” Pixit’s jaw tensed, but she nodded. She could just use the toilet at the venue anyway. Besides, she didn’t have to go that badly, and her bladder was basically iron. But as the drive continued, all the liquids she drank seemed to catch up to her. With around one hour and thirty minutes left in the drive, she started shifting around a bit in the backseat. ”You alright?” Viv asked. ”Just antsy.” Pixit replied, trying to stop her fidgeting. Pixit crossed her legs to use her thigh muscles to help hold her pee a bit easier and distracted herself with her phone. This helped a bit, and soon Pixit forgot all about her need and was happily chatting again. The group parked a while later, and Pixit was reminded of her need when a sudden heaviness was in her bladder from standing up. Pixit’s jaw tensed, but she kept quiet and walked through the lot with her friends. When they reached the venue, Pixit was walking towards the bathrooms when Sammy stopped her. ”Babe, we have to go get to our seats now or we’ll miss it.” Sammy said, grabbing her arm. “I have some waters for us too.” Pixit quickly glanced back at the bathrooms before forcing some smiling and nodding. “Yeah, okay! Let’s go!” The group got to their seats, and Sammy handed Pixit a water. Sitting down relieved some pressure off her quickly filling bladder, but it didn’t help a lot. Pixit started getting distracted from her need again when the concert started. Unfortunately, she also wasn’t paying attention to how much water she was drinking. Halfway through the concert, Pixit felt a sudden wave of desperation. She didn’t know her bladder was that full! Pixit grabbed her crotch, and luckily her friends didn’t notice due to the dimmed lights. Pixit felt a little leak wet part of her panties…
  22. Michelle and Lizzie were both college juniors at their local college. Michelle was a shorter girl with dark brown hair. On this particular Thursday, she was dressed casually for classes, wearing black leggings and a blue T-shirt. She had been best friends with Lizzie since they had met during their freshman year. Lizzie had opted to wear white jean shorts and a grey hoodie over a cute lavender blouse -- an outfit that accentuated her long, toned legs. Lizzie was on the tennis team as well as a dance team, and frequently worked out. She was also a consistent honour student and paid close attention to all her classes, having never missed the dean's list thanks to her studious tendencies. She also attracted a lot of looks from many of the guys on campus, and was pretty popular overall. Michelle wasn't nearly as popular, but despite this, the two of them nearly always stuck together. They went to the same parties, registered for the same classes, and hung out with the same people all the time. On this particular day, they had gone to a restaurant on campus for lunch, and they had each had a large soda. Lizzie, being the health-conscious girl she was, had also drank an entire Hydro Flask worth of water earlier in the morning. Michelle had also had quite a bit to drink, although not nearly as much as Lizzie. She had finished a coffee earlier in the day to stay awake, as well as most of a disposable water bottle. After lunch, the pair had back-to-back classes, each over an hour long. Because the campus dining area was rather far from the classroom buildings, they were not able to run to the bathroom after eating. Instead, they made the long walk across campus and up the stairs to the third-floor lecture hall, barely making it on time for their computer science class. Not being able to go to the bathroom didn't seem like a huge deal to Michelle at first. But after 40 minutes passed through a lecture that she found somewhat boring, Michelle noticed her bladder filling while listening to the professor drone on about the finer points of binary search trees. It made her slightly uncomfortable in her seat, but not enough to make her react verbally. She knew how much Lizzie would get annoyed if she was distracted from her class, so Michelle resolved herself to quietly hold her pee until the end of class and then go to the bathroom in between lectures. Damn, I really have to pee, Michelle thought to herself after another 20 minutes. She was now starting to feel a pretty real urge as the coffee and soda worked their way through her system. The constant pressure of the waistband of her form-fitting leggings didn't help much either, since it dug into her liquid-filled bladder. She stifled a grimace as she pressed her thighs together, determined to not disturb Lizzie too much. Fortunately, the crotch of her leggings was pushed up against her own crotch, applying much-needed pressure to Michelle's exit as her growing need took up increasingly much of her attention. She grabbed at herself, her left hand pushing more on her crotch while her right hand was occupied trying to take some notes on her iPad. The distraction of her bladder proved to take up most of her mental capacity, though, and her scribbles looked more or less unintelligible. Unbeknownst to Michelle, Lizzie was feeling a similar way, though she would never admit it. Almost a litre of water was making her way through her body from earlier in the day, and she had been sipping on her refilled water bottle out of reflex throughout the class. She could feel her bladder pulsing under her shorts. Unlike Michelle, Lizzie would never do something like hold her crotch with her hand, trying to not reveal her growing need to everyone around her lest it make her the subject of gossip. Instead, she opted to simply loosen her belt a bit, hoping that would slightly relieve the pressure on her bladder while she tried to transcribe what the professor said. The pee definitely was having an effect on her as well, and she started to fidget a little bit towards the last five minutes of the lecture. During these last few minutes, Michelle was seriously starting to feel something in her bladder. She put the iPad away, knowing that she needed to get out of the auditorium as quickly as was possible. As the professor was wrapping up the lecture, a sudden wave of desperation hit her. A spurt of pee dripped out of her urethra, soaking her beige cotton panties and even leaving a small spot on her black leggings. Fortunately, said spot was more or less invisible to anyone who wasn't looking closely, since the fabric was quite dark already. Shit!, Michelle thought to herself. I've got to get to the bathroom fast! Unfortunately for her, she had contend not only with the walk to the bathroom, but the fact that Lizzie hadn't packed up at all. The next couple minutes were excruciating, as she watched Lizzie put notebooks and pens away into her bag. The pair then walked to their next class -- a history seminar, where the classroom was only a short walk down the hallway. As much as her bladder hurt, Michelle followed Lizzie to the next class first, where they set down their bags and took their seats. Since very few people were in the room, Lizzie took the opportunity to hold her bladder a bit more conspicuously, shaking her legs up and down in an effort to relieve the pressure that had been building up over the last hour. This motion did not go unnoticed by Michelle, who was glad to find out that Lizzie also seemed to need a bathroom, giving her an opportunity to maybe get some relief. "Hey, I'm going to go to the bathroom if that's okay", Michelle announced. "Can you wait for me? I need to go too", Lizzie replied. She was unpacking her notebook and pencil case from her bag. She was glad to have the opportunity to go to the bathroom with a friend, rather than risk having people in the hallways see her make a desperate dash to the toilets all alone. "Sure, but it's kind of urgent..." Michelle's voice trailed off as another wave of desperation hit her. Why can't Lizzie just hurry up?! she thought, as her bladder contracted again and a few more drops of pee made their way into her panties. She rapidly contracted her sphincter, letting out an audible gasp at the fact that she had once again leaked. "Okay, let's go!" Michelle's focus was broken by Lizzie's cheerful affirmation, and the pair set out down the hallway to the bathroom by the stairwell. When they got there, they saw a very unfortunate sight: blue tape was covering the doors. "Shit, I forgot they were doing renovations here. Guess we'll need to go to the bathrooms downstairs," Michelle exclaimed disappointedly. She almost bolted into the stairwell as her desperation once again reached another peak, her bladder threatening to let its contents loose at any moment. Lizzie had no choice but to follow, but trying to follow up Michelle's sudden motion also caused her to leak a little bit into her light purple panties, creating a bit of a dark spot as she started to run down the stairs. Fortunately for her, none of the pee escaped its cotton barrier, though she knew that it meant she didn't have long to get to a toilet before the worst happened. Michelle and Lizzie rushed down the stairs, quickly pushing their way into the second floor women's room. When they entered, they saw three stalls, two of which were locked with girls already inside. One of them sounded like she had just started peeing, and the other one had a pair of leggings and some panties on the ground. She must be changing, Lizzie thought. Michelle didn't even allow herself this time to think, as she rushed into the last open stall and slammed the door shut. She didn't even bother locking the door, as she wanted her release as soon as possible. "Michelle, I really have to go!", Lizzie yelled, not caring anymore about who heard her. Her bladder was starting to spasm again, as a one-second spurt came out, darkening her white jean shorts and causing a few drops of pee to roll down her inner thighs. She dug both her hands into her crotch again, trying to hold on for as long as possible. This can't be happening, Lizzie thought to herself. I'm so close, I can't just fail now! "Sorry!", Michelle replied, knowing that she was just as desperate to use the toilet, if not more so. As she scrambled into the stall, she yanked her leggings down, not caring that they were getting slightly stuck on her lower thighs. She sat on the toilet, trying desperately to pull her panties down as her urethra gave way and her stream started, shotgunning slightly golden pee in various directions away from her opening. She managed to pull her panties off, pushing them into the crotch of her leggings, but this motion also forced her to lean forward, causing her stream to point outward. Urine arced through the air, droplets landing all over Michelle's black spandex, as she let out a satisfied sigh knowing that she had made it to the bathroom -- while not really caring where her pee went. It was the splash of pee against tile that brought Michelle out of her reverie, realizing that whatever she was letting out was not actually going into the toilet, but instead all over the floor, the toilet seat, and her own leggings. She tried to stop her stream in vain, while she also adjusted her position to get the remainder of her pee into the toilet. The damage was done, however, as the upper part of her leggings were quite damp and the bottom of her panties were also soaked with her clear fluid. She peed for another solid half minute as the beverages she had drank earlier in the day made their way out of her, enjoying the feeling of relief as her bladder was finally allowed to relax. Outside the stall, Lizzie was fighting her own battle. Her bladder was getting ever closer to giving way, as another spurt shot out of her crotch into her shorts. She kept trying to hang on in what looked to be a losing battle, while noticing the noises being made by everyone in the stalls. The girl in the rightmost stall was still sitting there and had let loose a fart earlier. She must be pooping, Lizzie thought. The middle stall girl was still changing, and didn't seem like she would be done for a while. That left the leftmost stall. Michelle's stall. Lizzie heard the constant splatter of pee against the tile stop, and thought for a moment that it meant Michelle was finally done with her pee. Of course, this was nowhere close to the truth, as Michelle's stream restarted, forcing Lizzie to listen to the torturous hiss of pee against porcelain knowing that the end of Michelle's stream was the only hope for her own to not go into her clothes. Lizzie doubled over and started pee dancing, while the contents of her bladder crept ever closer to her exit. "Michelle! Hurry up!" she yelled, hoping that it would get Michelle to wipe herself faster and leave. Michelle rapidly pulled toilet paper and wiped off her vulva, but then noticed the state of her leggings and panties. "It's going to be a minute!" Michelle replied. "I can't wait that long!" "You're going to have to hold it!" "Please, let me in! I really need to go!" Michelle, realizing that she had forgotten to lock the stall door, understood that she was in no position to block her best friend's relief whether she wanted to or not. She hurriedly pulled up her leggings and panties, though not all the way so as to not feel the cold wetness against her crotch. As she opened the door and tried to slip out of the stall, Lizzie came crashing in. She had managed to undo her button and belt during the prior exchange, and was totally ready to get her relief when disaster struck. Lizzie's Converse shoe slipped on a bit of the pee Michelle had left behind. As she lost her footing temporarily, she panicked, trying to put herself in a position where she wouldn't fall into the bathroom floor. "Ah!", she involuntarily yelped as she tried to find somewhere else to step that would keep her standing. Lizzie, in this chaos, had only one thing on her mind -- to find a place to pee. Once she had slipped, her mind entirely turned to not falling into her friend's puddle, and forgot about her hold. That was all of the prompting her bladder needed to start sending its contents out of her vulva and into the world, which happened to be her purple panties and white jean shorts. Lizzie stood there, frozen, as she barely managed to regain control of her bladder. Tragically for her, the pee had now descended to a point where any motion would cause its release. Being 4 feet away from the toilet, Lizzie did the one action that would seal her fate. She took a step forward. "It's coming out!" Lizzie shrieked as she stepped forward, her legs now slightly apart. The loss of pressure on her exit caused hot clear pee to start cascading out of her and onto the floor, where it mixed with Michelle's golden drops to form a growing puddle that spread both to the bathroom wall and into the adjacent stall, where it got onto the clothes of the girl changing. Lizzie could not have cared less about this, as she was frozen by the fact that she was having an accident in the middle of the day at age 20. Out of reflex, she covered her crotch with her hands, which only had the effect of catching some of the pee and spreading it onto even more of her jean shorts as she soaked herself. By the time her stream finished, there was a large wet spot over her round butt, and some of this pee had even managed to get onto the back of her hoodie. Her crotch area was also completely soaked. She turned around to leave the stall to see Michelle, who was staring aghast at the fact that her best friend had completely lost control of her pee and had a massive accident in front of her. Michelle still hadn't fully covered up her butt, having not pulled up her leggings yet. She tried in vain to clean herself off with some paper towels, while Lizzie grabbed some toilet paper, knowing full well that there would be no way to soak up all that she had released into her clothes. "So, what do we do now?" Michelle asked. "Well, we still have history seminar, and attendance is required there," Lizzie replied dejectedly. The two of them walked to their class and returned to their dorm afterward, knowing that everyone would soon find out about the massive accident that Lizzie had in the second-story girls' bathroom. Note: this was my first time trying to write fiction! I appreciate any feedback 🙂
  23. Was laying in bed about to get ready for work and then all of sudden I had to pee really badly. I got into the bathroom and before I could get my shorts off i started to pee myself and squated and let a bit out.. I was able to stop the flow but was to embarrassed to use the toilet at this point and cleaned my puddle i made went back to my room and finished peeing my shorts squatting over a towel. I really couldn't hold it at all.
  24. View File Izzy Collection A few of my favorite videos from Izzy (one screenshot per video) Submitter GirlsLovePee Submitted 05/11/2023 Category Female  
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