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  1. Hello everyone I had an idea for an interactive fic staring the women of the MCU, characters and actors alike. The basic premise of the story is this the characters and actors periodically swap minds at random, and they only swap back when they wet themselves. So for example if Peggy Carter switched with Hayley Atwell the only way for them to switch back is if either Peggy had an accident in Hayley's body or if Hayley had an accident in Peggy's body. Now my first question is. Which way would you want to see this play out? A. The actor's mind in the character's body B. The character's mind in the actor's body C. Switch back and forth between A and B. (note if you choose this option tell me which one you want to start with either A or B) My second question is. Which character/actor pairing would you like? A. Kate Bishop (Hawkeye)/ Hailee Steinfeld B. Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow)/ Scarlett Johansson C. Daisy Johnson (Quake)/ Chloe Bennet Now my plan is to write the next segment after I either get 5 answers or after 48 hours, whichever comes first, and depending on how many answers I get the number for answers might increase. Also every so often I may ask about choosing another character/actor pairing or staying with the current pairing. Hope you enjoy. If you would like to see some of my writing check out the RP section.
  2. Since the issue of private users refusing to friend others is becoming more of an issue, I figure we can all help each other out by having a request general where you can post the user videos you're looking for and others can share what they have. I have about 1200 friends so far on Thisvid so maybe I can help you out too cw: will likely be a range of wetting/messing/diapers etc. This user appears to have two Cassie videos I don't think I've seen before if anyone could rip them: https://thisvid.com/videos/desperate-panty-poop-during-work-call/ https://thisvid.com/videos/chores-panty-poop/
  3. Just had to go pee like the good girl I am and well the training panties didn’t hold it all and I wet my leggings guess it’s back to diapeys for me. Or do the training panties make my wet pants cute.
  4. Yo I'm Blue and I make art. This is my first time ever making content like this so its kinda nervous for me to be sharing stuff like this, but hopefully y'all enjoy it. This is gonna be an Art thread of doing characters who I feel are lacking in Omo content. Not sure How much I'll be updating on here but this is just test drive to see how things go. So anyways, starting off we have some Momo Yaoyoruzu!
  5. It appears I can no longer make the hour drive home without peeing myself so I'm gonna take a picture every time I have a leak or accident and post it here.
  6. Greetings! Just another longtime lurker account that’s decided to chuck another interactive story into the mix. Long story short, I want to get in the habit of writing more frequently, so having to do a new update to this story every few days is a good start. So here’s the pitch: this is going to be a typical Fantasy/RPG style sandbox where you play as a mostly invisible sprite whose main goal is to nudge various denizens into various pee desperation situations, if the dice falls in your favor. I plan to keep this story pretty lighthearted and casual, any violence will be kept at a PG-13ish level, but I do expect explicit sexual content to come up. In terms of kink content, there will be furry or nonhuman characters (beastmen, kobolds, etc), explicit sexual content related to peeing, occasional diapers, and a hard no on any messing. I’ll have both male and female targets available to choose, but probably skewed more towards woman. I’ll get more into how the typical voting is going to be work once our first target is selected. For now, let us begin: ------------------------------------------------------------------- High among the snow-capped peaks scraping the roof of the world, far past where even the mighty griffons made their nests, lies a small crevasse in a cliff face. If an adventurer were to brave the blistering winds and freezing cold to slip inside, they would eventually come across a small chamber hewn deep into the mountain. Lit only by a few patches of luminous moss, an intricately carved marble statue stands proudly in the middle of the tiny room, all but completely hidden from the world at large. The subject depicted is a human woman of indeterminate age and long flowing hair, rendered completely nude. Oddly enough, the statue appears to be in some measure of distress, her legs tightly intertwined and her face a mixture of pain and ecstasy. Her hands are cupped around an immense bowl, hoisting it far above her head as if offering it to the very heavens. Drip…. A droplet of water, one of the few to propagate down this far from the melting snow above, detaches from the ceiling to land in the center of the proffered bowl. After an untold number of years, the water slowly begins to accumulate within, neither evaporating or freezing due to some intricately weaved spell work imparted by the original sculptor. Drop by drop, the pool of water nears the cusp of the bowl. Drip…. Drip…. Drip….Drip…. Suddenly, there is an audible click and a soft hum as a long awaited threshold is finally reached. The accumulated water in the bowl begins to drain, flowing down into the statue through previously concealed channels. The statue’s expression imperceptibly shifts to one of relief and a moment later the water burst forth once more from the barely visible slit nestled between her clenched thighs. Now tinted a pale yellow and rushing out with far more force than gravity could have provided, the water steams down the statue’s legs and begins to pool around her dancing feet and pedestal. The flood continues uninterrupted for several minutes as a loud hiss continues to fill the cavern. It was from this liberating release that you first became aware of yourself. Nothing more than a small mote of light rising from the still warm puddle, you quickly take stock of your new found surroundings. Your various streams of consciousness clash against each other, dozens of individual voices all clamoring to do something different. You focus in on what your voices do agree on. You are a sprite, a being of pure magic formed from devout worship to one of the many deities of the realm to serve on the mortal plane. And the god you were birthed of was…. It was…. “Oh! Hello there little one.” Startled, you reform into a unified consciousness and quickly scan around the empty chamber. To your mild alarm, it’s the statue itself that’s speaking to you, the head and neck now animated as seamlessly as if it were born of flesh and blood. You draw back and the statue’s expression immediately shifts to one of concern. “W-Wait, don’t leave!” She cried out and you float to a stop near the exit of the chamber. “I mean you no harm! It’s… just been a long time since I’ve had need to commune on this plane of existence.” She finishes sheepishly. Drifting closer, your many thoughts agree that you only sense a warmth and affection from the statue, something which you find yourself eager to reciprocate. Giving you a warm smile, the statue clears her throat. “While it may look like you caught me in an awkward situation,” she smirks with a nod to the expansive yellow puddle covering the cave floor. “I assure you I am right at home in these situation. I am the goddess Omoania, one of the lesser… no, minor….” Omoania scowls and finally rolls her marble eyes. “Fine. One of the many tiny deities that springs from the goddess of lust. I am the goddess of the full bladder, and the purveyor of many an accident.” You bob up and down in appreciation nonetheless, perfectly content no matter what your overlord’s standing in the pantheon is. Encouraged, Omoania allows herself a small smile. “Well, I mean it’s not as though I don’t have some followers. Especially when you consider how well made this altar is.” She pauses, giving herself a few moments to appreciate her own naked form. “But now I have you!” Her attention snapped back to you and you vibrate excitedly in response. “I’ve never had a sprite in the mortal plane before, I can’t wait to see what mischief I can get up to now. So heed my words closely, my little squirt. It is my wish that you embark out into the world and find subjects to gift me boons.” She gives another knowing look to the puddle below here. “The fuller, the better. Although I will be sure to reward you for encouraging any type of deviant behavior to their peeing habits.” You give another excited buzz, eager to fulfill Omoania’s wishes. Which you should be able to do by…. What were your spritely powers exactly? “Oh right, sorry. I’m a bit new to this.” Omoania winks at you and you suddenly feel new power infusing your ethereal form. You Gained 3 Skill Points! “Spend those boons however you wish.” Omoania nods at you. “I’ll be sure to pass on any more that I accumulate from altars like this one, it’s not like you have any completion for them at the moment. Though I expect the boons created through your actions will soon eclipse what the alters can offer. Remember, so long as they’re an intelligent and sentient creature, they can gift boons to me. Monsters, adventurers, demons, royalty…. I do tend to like a bit of variety.” She giggles. “But I can see you are eager to prove yourself, so I will not keep you any longer. You will need to return to one of these altars before long to regain your strength, but you should still have abundant time to pursue your chosen target. We will speak again soon my little squirt.” Giving you one last radiant smile, the statue returns to its previously innate state, now with a content smirk plastered on the woman’s face. Zooming through the narrow crevasse, you soon find yourself atop an expansive cliff face, the whole world sprawling out before you. The boons of Omoania still sit unspent inside your being, ready to strengthen your ability to influence the physical world. Reaching out with your senses, you detect at least three nearby locations with high mana concentrations. Surely one of those will have creatures that you can entice into giving boons to Omoania. You can’t wait to set out! ------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 3 Unspent Skill Point, choose attributes and abilities to level up. Skill points may be saved until later, but you may only level up at an altar of Omoania. Attributes – The sprite equivalence of basic stats. Leveling an attribute will make actions based in that attribute 5% more likely to be successful. Leveling attributes will also unlock new basic actions that can be performed on targets. Each successive level will require one additional skill point to achieve. Charisma – While a majority of sprites prefer to stay invisible and silent, your duties may be aided by directly communicating with your targets. You will speak to them as telepathic voice in their head, which they can sense and respond to. Charisma actions include using this method of communication to deceive, build rapport, and persuade targets to do actions they normally wouldn’t consider. Current Level: 0 Current Charisma Bonus: 0% Skill Points needed for next Level: 1 New Charisma action unlocked at Level 2 Conjuration – Through immense concentration, sprites can use their mana to cast minor spells to affect the physical world. Spells cast in such a manner primary focus on nearby inanimate objects as they cannot affect living creatures. Conjure actions include spilling a drink, tripping someone up, or holding a door shut for a short period of time. Current Level: 0 Current Conjure Bonus: 0% Skill Points needed for next Level: 1 New Conjure Action unlocked at Level 2 Influence – Sprites that deal more closely with living creatures are born with a more innate sense of the body and can influence various biological processes or reflexes. Influence actions include causing a target to feel thirsty, change their perception of ambient temperature, and even causing them to become aroused. Current Level: 0 Current Influence Bonus: 0% Skill Points needed for next Level: 1 New Influence Action unlocked at Level 2 Abilities – As a sprite in service to the goddess Omoania, you can tap into more unique spells that belong to her domain. Spending skill points on abilities will unlock and improve their functionality for your expeditions. These abilities can only be cast a few times per expedition, so use them wisely. All ability charges will be refreshed whenever you return to an altar of Omoania. New abilities as well as upgrades for the existing abilities will be unlocked as you gains boons from Omoania and spend time in the world. Bladder Ping – The most basic of Omoania’s gifts, this ability will allow you to approximate how full the bladder of your target is. Upgrades include addition charges per expedition, more accurate scanning, and the ability to ping nearby non-target individuals. Current Ability Level: 0 Current Ability Effect: None Ability Level Up Effects: Grants the Bladder Ping ability. The Bladder Ping is usable once per expedition and will tell you your target’s bladder level, rounded down to the nearest 10%. Skill Points Required to Level Up: 1 ------------------------------------------------------------------- From your vantage point, you can spot three different locations that look promising. You’re sure to find several likely targets at each location, but your various streams of consciousness will have to decide on where to go. Option A: Mountain Cave Dungeon At the base of the peaks sits a yawning cave that exudes menace. While the stench of undeath lingers heavily around here, the feel of the cave’s mana also promises many living creatures that call this place their home. High Monster Population, Low Adventurer Population Option B: Lush Pine Forest A little farther out sits a blooming emerald green forest. The area practically glows with both life and mana, showing a large variety in possible targets. Several major roads also meander through the area, a sure sign on many convoys and their protectors passing through regularly. Equal Populations of Monsters and Adventurers Option C: River Town At the edge of the forest’s influence sits a quaint yet bustling town set along the shores of a winding river. While small when compared to a proper city, a junction of several cross roads as well as numerous river boats promise that this is a busy thoroughfare. A prominent Adventure’s Guild outpost guarantees the peace, but there are always those that will look to encroach on the civilization. Low Monster Population, High Adventurer Population ------------------------------------------------------------------- Whew, that should do it for the first post. Vote below for your level up and location choices, you have enough starting skill points to get any attribute to level 2, or spread the points out how you see fit. Once a setting for the expedition is voted on, I’ll lay out several possible targets to pick from in the next post. Tie-breakers will be decided through a coin flip. Voting will close on September 8th, at 8PM US Eastern Time, with the new update hopefully being a day or two later. Thanks for reading!
  7. Hello. As the title suggests, this is a very cool thread where I will be posting omo art that I make. I decided to make a new thread because a) I did not like the quality of the art on the front page of my previous thread, and b) I adjusted my name to be in line with my pixiv. I'm still pretty busy at the moment, but I wanted to get back into posting art and doing requests in some capacity because it's something I enjoy doing. Most of the details of this thread will mirror my previous one, so I'll just reiterate them below: As the title of this thread also suggests, I will be taking requests. I am fine with most things, but there are some things I won't be drawing: -Stuff that breaks the site guidelines, obviously -Furry art. Stuff like animal ears and tails are fine, but if the character has fur it's probably above my pay grade. -Regression/similar concepts. There may be some other things I didn't mention above, so feel free to ask and I will let you know. Also, this thread will only feature wetting/peeing. However, I am totally ok with making messing alts if desired. If I do, I will post them separately in my aptly named art gallery in the gallery section. Now, with that all out of the way, time to show an art: I didn't like my previous Shizuku pic, so I decided to redraw her. I liked this one since I was able to draw the different fun parts about omo while better expressing the character. Stay tuned for next week where I show another picture I've been working on (sneak peek in the spoiler below) All my wetting/peeing pics will be posted in my image gallery too, so go check it out: I look forward to any requests!
  8. So today I was at work pull up on like always but this time I also had training panties for the very first time and I started off dry and then a couple pees later you can see some progress the. At pee 5 I show another update and then one final update of a total of 7 wettings throughout the work day and show you how wet my training panties got.
  9. So it looks like he is sort of pressing his hand in to his crotch because he needs to pee. The expression in his face makes it seem like he’s looking for something, a bathroom, a place for relief, a distraction to keep him from peeing. At some point he moves over to the half wall and leaks some when he goes to sit, not realizing that it was enough to soak his shorts some. The expression on his face is one of both frustration and satisfaction from a little relief and a little warmth, giving him a bit of a tickle on his pickle😉, but his frustration is with whomever (person taking pictures?) is preventing him from going and peeing. He’s not new to peeing his pants because he holds it too long. A couple of weeks earlier he was at a long movie and kept thinking he needed to go to the bathroom. But the isles were full and he was blocked in, and eventually peed his pants then too. He loves the relief that he gets and doesn’t admit to anyone, but he loves the public humiliation where others see him peeing his pants or seeing where he peed his pants. Alex is kind of a bad boy, yet innocent soul too. He has one kink that gets him extremely turned on, he loves to hold his pee until he can’t anymore. He does it at least once a day, and isn’t afraid to do it in front of someone else. Alex also loves to control when his friends can go too, so he makes sure to be the one driving, and will intentionally go out of his way to make sure he takes a longer route if he even suspects that someone in the car needs to pee. Vinny and a couple of his friends went shopping. His parents gave him some money to get some new clothes while they were away. So he has his hands pretty full when he starts to realize he needs to pee. At first he fidgets and then breaks away from the group to find a bathroom. As he starts to walk in to the bathroom he feels his tight briefs get warm, not realizing he’s peed some. He gets to the urinal and then realizes his hands are too full and he isn’t able to get his dick out when he begins to pee in his pants. A pair of brothers 14 and 7 walk in and the 7 year old sees Vinny has pee dripping from both sides of his pants legs and on to the floor and says to his brother that “that big boy peed his pants like you did yesterday.” They make eye contact and Vinny has tears running down. The older brother says, “im glad I’m not the only one.” The little boy says, “yeah. Big babies” Jaden and his older brother decided to take a small weekend getaway to a beach about an hour away. Jaden overslept and was rudely awoken by his brother, who was itching to get on the road right away. Jaden got the last of his bag together and went downstairs when his brother took his bag and said “time to hit the road sleepyhead”. About 30 minutes in to the drive Jaden realized his bladder was aching, he asked about how much longer “we’ve got another 30 minutes or so bud.” He reclined the seat back and attempted to fall asleep. 10 minutes passed by and he rolled to his other side and crossed his leg a little and put his hand between his legs. “You ok bud?” His brother asked, “I’m fine.” He responded with a lie. A few more minutes he shoves his hands a little deeper between his legs. He feels a drop of pee escape. He sits up and tries to play it off as just uncomfortable. Another 10 minutes passes by and his brother says “we are almost there, you excited yet?” “Mmhmm” is all Jaden can muster trying to hold his pee. They finally arrive and he feels a big squirt escape. As they go to check in to the hotel, and as he is standing at the counter with his brother he feels his legs getting warmer as pee starts to come out and run down his legs. A puddle forms under him. Matthew has been playing outfield for a while now. He started peepee dancing 20 minutes in to the game and the bathrooms at the ball field are out of order. He has to wait until the next inning to swap out and he able to use the bathroom. The pitcher is up to bat and the ball comes flying in his direction. He starts running. Not realizing with each step that some pee is escaping. He catches the ball and tosses it to second base. Matthew realizes then that he’s in trouble. His light grey pants have a plate sized wet spot at his crotch. His white briefs and his sport cup are soaked where pee ran around it. He keeps holding it as the next couple of players make their moves. During the long walk from the outfield he’s trying to walk quickly and carefully. But every few steps he begins to pee again. By the time he gets to the dugout, he starts to pee his pants all the way. One of his best friends wraps an arm around him and tries to comfort Matthew as he stands there with pee soaking his thighs, then his knees, and even his socks and shoes. Thankfully Matthews friend has a towel that he uses to shove between his legs to absorb some of the pee. By the time they rotate out, all that can be seen is the wet ring from where he originally peed. Radu got selected to do a photo shoot with a talent group looking for teen models. He knew that today was the day. It is a warm Friday afternoon, school is out for the day and he is already wearing what he wants to have on. Because he had to check in and meet them at the scene for where they were going to be photographing him, he had to leave school right away- missing one of his regular bathroom stops on his way away from the school. It’s about a 15 minute walk once he gets off school property to make it there, and much to his dismay he realizes there isn’t a bathroom here to use. While he is signing paper work, he slightly crossed one leg over the other, more to put one foot on top of the other than anything else. He and the two photographers discuss the two places where pictures were going to be taken, and how many. They tell him it will take about an hour and they will both get about 200 pictures in total. At first things are ok and his urgency to pee isn’t too strong. At one point he begins pressing his hand in to his crotch because he needs to pee. The expression in his face makes it seem like he’s looking for something, a bathroom, a place for relief, a distraction to keep him from peeing. They tell him he needs to focus and change positions because he was crossing his legs. The expression on his face is one of both frustration and satisfaction from a little relief as a very small squirt comes out. He mentions to the photographer that he needs to use the bathroom, where they say “just hold it.” He’s not new to peeing his pants because he holds it too long, more often than he should, or would ever admit. He groans but continues to listen to their direction. Another squirt leaks out an he changes positions to crossing his legs again. Radu could feel his underwear getting wet as pee slowly trickles out in to his underwear. He grins as he feels the warmth spreading more and more, finally relaxing and enjoying the warmth flow freely. Noah and his family have been on vacation, the picture we see is from the afternoon before they leave from celebrating a holiday and his 16th birthday. The next morning he and his 12 year old brother pile in the back seat of their parents sedan as they take off. Noah falls asleep and sleeps for the first 3 hours of their journey, and is woken up by the car coming to a stop as they pull in to gas up. His mom asks if he needs a bathroom break and he says no, as does his little brother. They both drift off to sleep and sleep for about an hour when Noah wakes up hearing about his little brother asking for a bathroom break. It dawns on him as he’s crossing his right leg over his left that he really needs to go pee too, his underwear were actually already slightly damp. Dad says “y’all are going to have to wait” and points to the traffic getting backed up. The car begins to roll. “But I really need to pee.” He pleads. “Like I’m about to pee my pants. What am I supposed to do?” He presses legs together really hard as his gray shorts begin to turn darker and darker as he starts peeing. Noah looks at his brother. “It’s probably a bad time to say this, but I need to pee pretty bad too and Nathan is already peeing his pants.” His brother is crying and cuts Noah a look. Noah crosses his legs the other way really tight as he feels a squirt come out. Noah bends forward pressing his hands in to his crotch. Another squirt escapes and Noah turns to look at his brother who is watching in awe as Noah wets his khaki shorts more. Eventually giving in and letting go. Camden is on a road trip with his big bro, Camren. Camden slept right though his alarm and made Camren wake him up causing them to be late getting on the rode. Since they were late Camden didn’t have a chance to use the bathroom. As he got in the car he felt a slight need to pee but ignored it. He ended up falling asleep again in the car for most of the trip. After 2 hours he woke up and realized he really need to pee crossing his left leg over his right. He asked his bro how much longer they had. “Almost there, about 30 mins” he answered. Camden let out a sigh as he crossed his legs tighter. 30 mins later the pulled in to the parking lot. The pressure was to much for Camden as he felt his bladder release soaking his pants and briefs. He started to cry as his big bro looked over at him. He said it was okay and that he had to pee too and was leaking. He mange to pull down his pants showing Camden his wet briefs. Camden watch in shook as his big bro fully peed himself in the car.
  10. A/N: As some of you may recall, in the fall of 2021, I started a story called "I think my boss needs to pee". What was originally going to be just two stories quickly grew to a great number, and encouraged me to write more and more. There was just one problem. When I looked back over my work, I came to realize that I didn't like how somethings turned out, and I wanted another shot at it. So I rewrote the first two chapters and have many more planned out this time. New characters, new backstories, and bolder interactions. I am keeping the original up for posterity, but this new thread is the only cannon story. Updates will be slow, but they will be worked on. Some of the tags relate to later parts. As always, feedback is not only encouraged but appreciated. Chapter 1.1 Mary-Ann laid still for a moment. Her morning alarm was blaring into her eardrums, but every muscle in her body wanted to stay in bed until she drifted back into sleep. She couldn't. She wouldn't. Today was the biggest day of her young career, and she'd be damned if she would oversleep today. She gingerly sat up, and switched off her alarm. Still in the dark, she stood. Guided by instinct, she shuffled towards the wall. Feeling around for the light switch made 4:30 feel like the darkest hour of the morning. She blinked rapidly in an attempt to adjust her eyes to the dark and took her long t-shirt off as she entered her bathroom. She tossed it in an opposite corner of the room and walked towards her toilet. Before she relived herself for the morning, she turned the shower on to let the water warm. Opening the toilet lid and quickly dropping her pink panties to the floor, she sat on the toilet, still groggy. Yawning, Mary-Ann started to pee. The sound of her slow stream hitting the toilet water was drowned out by rushing shower water, and she begun to twirl her shoulder length blonde hair. Today was going to be her arrival. The finale of nearly three years of arduous work. She had gone from drifting between office jobs and secretarial roles, barista and bartender, but now she finally found her calling. She was a mortgage officer, and now was one of the top in the nation. Soon, her steady flow of urine began to arc back towards her pussy, wetting her lips with the excess flow. In a moment, Mary-Ann was done. She sat and dripped as she thought about her tasks for the day. She had been aggressive in the real estate market, flipping houses and even buying her first rental property last year. However, the income earned from the small complex was hardly worth the constant calls. At first, the tenants would call her directly as the previous owner had neglected the apartments. The calls never stopped, at all hours of the day and night, rodents, water heaters, showers and more had been replaced, repelled and repaired. She had hired a property manager to take the calls off of her plate, but whenever an issue arose, her manager would call her before making a move, which delayed solutions and got in the way of her tenants' lives. Mary-Ann flushed and stepped into the shower. She'd clean the pee off of her privates with the showerhead. Once finished, she lathered her c-cup breasts and washed her body, mentally preparing for the biggest meeting of her life. A chance to own her own mortgage company lay ahead of her, it was the pearl of her life. The 10 and 12-hour days, the early months of being commission-only, when she made less than minimum wage; it was all about to pay off. This last meeting was all that was in the way. Taking the time to fantasize about her life before her, it took a while before Mary-Ann stopped the water flow and stepped out of the shower. Drying her 5' 10" frame was not an arduous task, but Mary-Ann was sure it took longer than most girls. She packed her gym clothes; a gray pair of spandex and a white top, and her office clothes. She quickly made her hair into a ponytail, walked her to the kitchen to fill her water bottle and left. ###################################### Karenna Bryant awoke, smacking her dry lips together. The sheets and the bed were cheap, but comfortable. What was strange to her, was the amount of light in the small apartment. It should have been darker than this. She looked over to the alarm clock. Seven. She was late. Very late. Damn it! Not today! Shit, shit! She contemplated skipping her shower that morning. But she hadn't showered yesterday either. She'd have to clean herself even just a bit. Today was her bosses big day, and potentially a massive boost for her career as well. Today was not the day to be late. A quick shower still took her too long. With little time to do her makeup, she was forced to forgo her routine morning pee. As soon as she was dressed in her grey suit pants, black belt and white blouse, Karenna was nearly out the door. Before exiting her small apartment, she grabbed a plastic water bottle from the refrigerator. Needing to beat Mary-Ann to work, she darted out the door, her heels clicking on the cement walkway outside her apartment. As she made her way to her car, Karenna regretted her haste. Her bladder was already asking for relief. ################################# What took Mary-Ann a moment was the process of applying professional makeup in a gym bathroom. Normally, she would have applied it at the office or at home on her non-workout days, but because this meeting started right 9, she had to change here. She had changed her panties, which were now a deep purple, and she pulled her pantyhose over them. A beige pencil skirt that dropped to her knees and a white blouse hid under her short blazer. After putting on her black heels, she admired herself in the mirror and remade her blonde hair into a low-professional bun. Her watch read seven-thirty, plenty of time to visit her favorite local coffee shop. It didn't take her long to get there, and she finished her second water from her tin water bottle. Two had been downed since her workout. The first scent that hit her was one of her favorites- fresh roasted coffee, and a lot of it. The morning rush appeared to have dwindled. All that was left were the amateur writers and college students. Mary-Ann walked right up to the counter with no line. The barista recognized her immediately. Hanna was always so sweet and friendly, her small stature made it appear as though Mary-Ann was much taller than she actually was. Her blue eyes met Mary-Ann’s green and their smiles were matched. "Mary-Ann! Can I get you the usual? Cute top by the way". Hanna seemed much more energetic than usual, she swayed from one foot to the other and bent her knees ever so often. While certainly not unwelcome to see such energy and vigor so early in the day, it was a bit out of character for the usually reserved girl. "Aw, thank you! Yeah, I'll have the usual. Had your coffee today?" Mary-Ann smiled wider; she was always happy to see others so gleeful. "Just been standing a while." Hanna turned towards the cappuccino machine to start Mary-Ann's order and crossed her legs. They were clad in light jeans. She put both hands on the machine's table and continued to bounce her knees. She looked a little sick and Mary-Ann couldn't help but worry. As the cappuccino machine's noise rang throughout the shop, Mary-Ann spoke up. "Are you sure you're alright?" Hanna turned back toward Mary-Ann; her light brown barista apron was bunched around her crotch. She smiled, forcibly, and tried to talk over the end of the machine's cycle. "Uh...yeah. I'm doing ok" Hanna crossed her legs again, and grabbed Mary-Ann's order. Mary-Ann took her wallet out of her purse and prepared to pay. As Hanna walked back up to the register she put Mary-Ann's order down and read her the total. Hanna sheepishly looked behind Mary-Ann, and upon seeing there was no one behind she whispered. "I'm really sorry but we're a little understaffed right now; and I really...really need to pee." As she got to the second "really" she bent her knees down again. As Mary-Ann heard the word pee, she felt a sympathetic twinge in her own bladder and felt terrible for the girl behind the counter. "I can wait a moment if you need to run- " "No! No, if that's all your getting, I'll ring you out" Hanna interrupted her a bit loudly. Mary-Ann paid with her card and put a twenty in the tip jar. She felt sorry for the poor girl, but there wasn't much she could do except give her a generous tip and leave the girl to hopefully find relief, with a lull in customers "H-have a nice... day" Hanna weakly called to her. Mary-Ann briefly turned and waved to her before heading out the door, back to her car. ################### The ride to the office was short, but as Mary-Ann pulled into a parking spot opposite the office doors, she felt her bladder give her another dull warning, but this time, it didn't leave; the two morning bottles of gym water had started to collect in her bladder and the cappuccino wasn't helping. As Mary-Ann entered her office doors, she was greeted by her protégé Karenna. "Hey boss, meeting room's ready." Karenna was an average built black woman, but she had accented her shoulder-length, straight black hair with dyed-red tips. Unaware of Karenna’s own desperation, Mary-Ann secretly wished the 23-year-old had been a little late. Their typical morning briefs would lead right up to nine o-clock, and if the room and Karenna were already good to go, she wouldn't be able to stop by their single person bathroom. Mary-Ann could only hope she would have time to relieve herself before her meeting. Karenna stood up from her desk and pressed down her grey suit pants. She gathered her notepad and filed in behind her boss into the small conference room. Before sitting down, she put down her things on the conference table and wiped a bit of fuzz off of her grey suit coat. Mary-Ann didn't need to know that Karenna had gotten there just minutes before and she still hadn't emptied her bladder, which she had now been nursing since she woke up. But the meeting in which she was mostly presenting didn't faze her. She had been in this position for eight months now, and she wasn't about to let her growing need interrupt such a tight schedule, especially today. She sat down at the conference table and Mary-Ann stepped up to the awaiting projector. A list of clients appeared on the screen as the projector adjusted itself. "Where do we stand on these?" Mary-Ann started "Jones and Richardson both are looking like they'll get underwritten today. I think we'll have issues with Wyatt though. They might have given us some bad info on the underwriting paperwork." As Karenna went into detail about each of the active clients, Mary-Ann discreetly crossed her legs and put her back to the wall. This action went unnoticed by Karenna, who had her own thighs pressed against each other. The two women continued to review the second page of active clients, and as they discussed a peculiar case in which the client had provided their proof of income from a job they left two weeks prior, Karenna felt her first serious wave of desperate pressure press against the walls of her shaved pussy. The additional effort that it took for her to hold her filled bladder caused her to hesitate mid-sentence "I can make that...mmhf...call today" Despite her growing desperation, Karenna was determined not to ask for a break. If this meeting dragged on too long, she could delay Mary-Ann, she wasn't about to do that. The only thing she was hoping for is that Mary-Ann didn't notice her situation. As she crossed her legs and subtly placed a hand against her crotch, Karenna finally admitted to herself, I need to pee Mary-Ann was also growing acutely aware of her own situation, and had begun to sway her hips in an attempt to ease some of the pressure that was developing in her bladder. While she was paying attention to what Karenna was saying, she was unaware of the equally desperate situation her protégé was in. The two continued to move the meeting forward, discussing where they were in terms of their goals for the year. Karenna at this point was pressing her backside down into the cushy office chair, the corner of the chair pressed into her crotch. Her calves were locked in place, as her heels and feet were supporting most of her forward weight, they were pointing towards each other to keep her thighs in place. When Karenna looked back up from her papers and finished her sentence, she noticed that Mary-Ann was crossing her legs and seemed to be more focused on the projected graph instead of what Karenna was saying. Mary-Ann's right arm was clutched against her left forearm, and as she swayed back and forth. Do we seriously both need to piss right now? The thought crossed Karenna’s mind as her boss hadn't responded to Karenna's statement yet. She seemed to be more so watching the clock than giving her undivided attention. Karenna spoke up "Your thoughts?" "Hmm? Oh, yeah, its fine. Good job today, Karenna. Is that all?" Karenna wasn't satisfied with the non-answer, but it was getting close to nine, and if she could get out a moment sooner to pee, she would take it. "I think that's it for now, I'll email you if any of this changes- I gotta step out for a second, your office should be set up." "I -uh, alright" Mary-Ann started a sentence, but Karenna had already stood and done a 180 towards the door. She walked back to her desk as fast and as discreetly as her heels would let her, her sensitive genitals as tight and contracted as she could get them. Throwing her meeting notes over her desk and craning her neck to briefly check Mary-Ann's office, which was in a windowed room behind her desk, Karenna made sure her boss had everything she needed. Karenna might have to piss like a racehorse, but she still had a job to do. She exhaled as the strain to stand on her tip toes caused her bladder to contact and a shiver involuntarily sent a hand to her crotch. Mary-Ann's office looked in order. Now slightly hunched over, Karenna hustled passed the front door, which was glass, and anyone in the parking lot could see her squirm in front of her desk. Starting to doubt that she was going to make it, Karenna walked quickly to the corner of the office space that housed the only bathroom. Karenna nearly ran into the white tiled room. With just a single toilet and a sink, she started to undo her black belt and turned her well-toned ass towards the toilet bowl, anticipating her long overdue release. In her haste, she pulled the belt too quickly and it stuck into place. She felt a wet drop touch her panties. Not wanting to wet her pants, Karenna used what was left of her strength to pull her belt forward and slowly undo it. As her fingers worked the tight belt, her legs shook. The strain of holding an entire morning's worth of pee was now solely on her tight and tiring bladder muscles. She could feel the first few drops slowly dribbling into her underwear. Finally her belt let go, she jammed her fingers into the waist band of her grey suit pants and flung them down to her knees, along with her panties. Before her butt had even touched the porcelain of the toilet seat, a thick, fat stream of piss shot out of her, splattering the back of the raised top before Karenna sat down in a huff, exhausted from the effort it took to avoid pissing her pants. A loud hiss filled the room as a clear-ish stream of hot urine drilled the water in the toilet bowl. Her pussy lips now dripping pee as well, having left her blue panties with a small dark patch. Her breathing slowed back to normal, but her stream stayed strong, and the aspiring black business women sat with her forearms on her thighs, trying to process her desperation and now incredible relief and get her head back to her work. Her stream seemed to slow for a moment, but Karenna contracted her bladder muscles again and the stream that was exiting her pee hole resumed with the same force that it had started with, and the hissing sound that was erupting from her thighs filled the room again. As her stream began to subside for a second time, she examined her panties. She ran her fingers though the fabric, and while it was slightly damp to the touch, they were more than serviceable. She was surprised at what a close call she just had and she sat back in relief. Her stream was just a slight trickle, but her muscles were still contracting, sending shivers from her pussy through the rest of her body. It felt good, in a way. Karenna's thoughts drifted back to work I really hope Mary-Ann was just checking the time... Karenna cut that train of thought short. She tried to convince herself that Mary-Ann was indeed just checking the time and making sure she wasn't late. This move was important for both of their careers, obviously that would weigh on her mind. I've seen her take back-to-back meetings for an entire day's work. She's sat through 3-hour licensing classes with a ton of coffee...there's no way. Karenna looked down at her own, now dripping pussy. Her pink wet skin contrasting with her dark outer lips. It's not like I didn't just think that I'd be fine. She wiped, flushed and pulled her pants back up. Reapplying her belt and checking her makeup in the mirror, she noticed that the back of her grey sport coat had gotten wet from her initial explosion. It fared the worst out of all her clothes, but it would dry before the days end, she was sure of it. Her thoughts drifted back to her boss for a moment. There's no way she needs to pee...right? Mary-Ann Adimari needed to pee. As she watched her young colleague rush out of the room, she pressed her hands against her skin, just above her burning genitals. It was tender, and her tight pencil skirt did little to assist her. Though it was a long skirt, which reached her kneecaps, it was becoming harder and harder to stand still. Her movements had nearly become involuntary, all made worse by the fact that she was in heels. She walked out of the conference room and entered her personal office. A slightly private area, its windows were against just one wall. They allowed her to be aware of what was happening outside her semi-private walls. Her bookcase, which served more as a prop for virtual meetings than actually useful books, was against the back wall, and the opposite wall partially served as a wet bar for closings. She had just refilled the alcohol shelf yesterday, and the different color liquids only served to mock her at this point. The deep red rug that spanned much of the floor gave the room a sophisticated atmosphere and played well with the walnut-colored bookshelves and mahogany desk. Mary-Ann wasn't paying attention to any of these details as she shoved her meeting notes onto her desk and trudged towards the bathroom in the main office space. She had maybe 30 seconds, but she was also starting to feel her now desperation to pee. She assumed Karenna was done as she approached the door, but the light wood was hardly sound proof. She was instead greeted by a such a loud sigh and a hissing sound that her mind instantly attempted to release her bladder muscles. The sound and sudden force of pressure baring down on her tight snatch caused Mary-Ann to shove her hands deep into her crotch and squeeze every muscle she possibly could. Her thighs and genital walls were all directed to halt the force liquid from soiling her clothes. Karenna clearly wasn't done, and Mary-Ann would be unfashionably late. She winced, attempted to straighten up, and walked back towards her office. As she sat down, some of the other financial partners and representatives from her current company were starting to join the meeting. Sitting in her black office chair, Mary-Ann turned her camera on, forced a smile, and hoped that she could pay attention for just an hour and a half. ############################ Karenna had been answering emails and making few morning calls from her desk while occasionally grabbing a drink from the water cooler outside conference room. Despite her close call this morning, she still needed to refresh ever so often and the short walk from her desk to the water cooler was enough to give her mind a quick rest. What helped the day go by the fastest however was the occasional inbound call. For a better connection, they still used landlines, so she could also fiddle with the cord while she talked. It was like her grandmother's old phone when she was growing up, and a little burst of nostalgia was all she needed sometimes. This time, when it rang, it was a local realtor, looking to connect with Mary-Ann. After the two set a time and a day, Karenna hung up and looked back through the glass at her boss. From where she was sitting, Mary-Ann appeared to be focused on her meeting, and Karenna immediately felt better about her own relief this morning. She hadn't forced her boss into an uncomfortable position and she felt her dash for the restroom was justified. Mary-Ann was attempting to look professional, but she was as stiff as a statue. Her bladder felt like a rock, and she rubbed her free hand across the tense area. It felt as though every muscle was active in a desperate struggle against herself. No longer was her bladder simply suggesting that she find a time to relieve it, it was now demanding she do so. Sarah, Mary-Ann’s lawyer and acquaintance was in the middle of negotiating Mary-Ann out of her current contract, something that the other two men present in the meeting weren’t allowing to happen easily. The meeting was starting to appear as though it was was going to drag on. Mary-Ann crossed her legs. She hoped they would take a break soon. ################################ The front door swung open and Karenna immediately broke into a smile. Her best friend proudly strode through the door with a jovial smile plastered on her round face. Her bright brown eyes put her youth on display, helped by her long, black braided hair. "Hey girlie! Surprise!” She presented a small box from behind her back. It was wrapped neatly in a bow and Karenna took it from her graciously. Getting up from her desk, Karenna gave Nia a friendly hug. "Oh my gosh Nia! Thank you so much! What is it?" "I was in town for a game and thought of you when I saw it. Open it!" Karenna did as Nia asked and slowly opened the box. A small silver necklace with a pendent stood out against the dark interior. Karenna took it out and put it on. Now Karenna was the one with a wide smile on her face. “You didn’t have to.” She said quietly, her emotions taking hold. “But I wanted to.” Nia reached back over Karenna’s desk for a friendly hug. "Is Mary-Ann here today?" Nia asked innocently "She is, but she's in a super important meeting, I'll be sure to let her know you stopped by though." “Would she mind if we hung out for a little?” Karenna looked towards Mary-Ann’s office. Her boss looked engaged in her meeting. Turning back to Nia, Karenna suggested “Yeah I guess we could talk for a little.” Motioning for her friend to follow her, Karenna led Nia into one of the conference rooms, excited to catch up with her friend. Mary-Ann was still trying to present herself as a power broker, but in her mind, she was very obviously rocking back and forth in her chair. Her knee was lifted towards her chest in an attempt to alleviate the pressure. She one hand plastered against her crotch. Mary-Ann no longer knew what they were talking about, and at this point was blindingly agreeing to the documents presented online, Sarah marking every initial down. Her jaw was locked in an attempt to remain composed, but her labored breathing gave her situation away. She hoped that her microphone hadn't picked anything up. She didn't think that she had leaked yet, but her strained muscles were starting to produce a sweat. Mary-Ann couldn't tell anymore. All she wanted was to pee. Just not in front of the present company, or with any audience really. Nia took a seat at the head of the table in the conference room and Karenna took the chair to her right. Playfully rotating the office chair from side to side, Nia asked “So…you made it. White-collar Karenna, huh?” Karenna scoffed “Hey, it beats working at that burger place. To be honest, I’m not sure why she even took me in.” “Who? Mary-Ann?” Karenna nodded “It’s not like I have experience. Or qualifications.” “She had to have seen something in you.” Karenna looked at the ground. “I lied on the application.” “And?” “And if Mary-Ann ever found out, I’m sure she’d fire me on the spot.” “Or she doesn’t care and thinks you’re the right person for the job.” Karenna looked up, then out the window, not responding. Nia knew better than to ask her friend to have some confidence, but she wished Karenna would at least have some. Her friend looked back at the ground, sparking Nia’s curiosity “Something else on your mind?” Karenna looked up, her eyes giving her away. Nia has seen it before. It always looked cute. Karenna’s eyes would widen, showing her whites. She’d almost look like a dog that had done something wrong. “It’s…ah it’s nothing” Karenna looked out the window again, then at the table. “Kar…” “No! Really! It’s stupid.” “Seems like you want to talk about it.” Karenna looked at Nia, then back down at the floor, moving her chair back and forth. She sighed. “You’re gonna laugh at me.” “Will I?” Nia asked, almost offended that her best friend would even think such a thing Karenna paused. “I…I kind of have…” Karenna spoke quietly, Nia leaned forward to hear it. “I kind of have a crush on her…” Nia giggled as she leaned back “Aww! Kar’s in love?” Karenna looked away and folded her arms “I knew telling you was stupid.” Nia leaned forward and touched Karenna’s thigh, just above her kneecap. “Kar, c’mon. You know I’m here for you. So you have a little crush, what’s the big deal?” “The deal is that it’s stupid-” “You’ve said that a hundred times now.” The two went quiet as Karenna searched for her words. She spoke again. “She's probably not into girls. Much less me. I mean if she was…she’s like a super model. She could have anyone.” “And you’re not?” “I’m me. A nerd who just has a silly office crush.” Silence between the two. Nia wanted nothing more than to grant some sort of confidence towards her friend. Maybe some humor would help. “Nice ass?” “Who?” Nia gave a sly smile. Karenna knew who she meant, lifting her hand to her mouth in embarrassment as she admitted “Oh! Y-yeah…she does…” Nia giggled “You been looking?” Karenna’s eyes dropped, she had a small smile on her face, enjoying her friends playful teasing. “She’ll bend over my desk to get something, or restock the printer. And when she does...” Karenna’s voice went low “I could die and go to heaven” Nia smiled, swaying back and forth in her chair. Nonchalantly she grabbed one of the free pens sitting on the table. She spoke, her tone getting a little more serious “Do you think I’m pretty?” Karenna furrowed her brow. “Sure. You know that ” “And you’ve had me. How’s she any different?” Nia fiddled with the pen “She’s my boss. And besides…it’d be too awkward. I-I can’t.” Nia shrugged. “You can’t even tell her she’s pretty? Drop a hint or two?” Karenna shook her head and looked at the ground. “It’ll pass. It’s just a silly crush.” The two returned to silence for a moment. Nia spoke first “Well it’s been great, but I should get going. Seriously. Maybe she’d be into you. Give it a shot.” “Thanks.” Karenna smiled as she stood. It was nice reconnecting with her longtime friend, and Karenna stretched. It had been quite the morning, but the afternoon was looking to be a smooth close to the day. After a hug, the two friends left the conference room, with Karenna moving towards her desk and Nia towards the door. As Karenna got to her chair, Nia stopped just before the door and turned back around. "Actually, um...Do you mind if I use the bathroom real quick?" "You know what?" Karenna smiled slyly, joking with her friend “What if I said no?” Nia smiled back, but her voice was serious. As she spoke, her hand, which was balled into a fist was gently place at the crotch of her jeans. “Kar, I've actually have been waiting awhile.” She jiggled her thighs “Please?” Karenna pointed her towards the bathroom door and watched her friend walk causally towards it. It was on her mind after their conversation, and Karenna couldn’t help but sneak a look at the butt of Nia jeans as she walked by. Her friend really did have a nice ass. Karenna then turned a little red. She quickly heard an audible hiss and spray from the bathroom, followed by a sigh from her friend. Her mind went back to her adventure this morning. Now that Mary-Ann had been in her meeting for a while, she only hoped that her boss was in a good spot. ##################################### Mary-Ann was locked in a desperate battle against herself and her overfilled bladder. Every muscle was in full force. Tense. Locked. Active. Unable to remove her hand from her crotch, she was gripping her self as tightly as she could. She felt clammy. Almost sick. Her legs trembled, each muscle moving involenterily with the strain of holding back her stretched bladder. She hurt. Mary-Ann’s teeth were gritted, her lips locked as she tried desperately to keep her pee from bursting out of her. She nearly considered peeing in one of her wet bar glasses. Mary-Ann was sure they couldn't handle two of her gym water bottles and a cappuccino, but it was better than peeing in front of the CEO of one of the largest mortgage companies in the nation, her attorney and business broker. That very real fear was the only thing that was keeping her water in at this point, and even that was failing. With just a few minutes left in the meeting, Mary-Ann lost a spurt of pee into her panties and her shaking legs were attempting to close the now burst dam, but now that it had started, she was afraid that it wouldn't stop. But another minute passed. The last page. It was here. Freedom. One more initial and she could have her empire and her salvation. She leaked again. The shock caused her to inhale and she gripped her mahogany desk. With every fiber of her being, she willed her pee-hole closed. Yes. She told Sarah to sign off on the last NDA. She lost again, this time a jet of pee, with a stream thick enough to tickle her closed, burning genital walls. The front of her beige pencil skirt now sported a small dark stain. But it was over, the greatest meeting of her life was over. She might just make it. The virtual meeting was ending. The first man dropped off the call, then the other. Quickly, only Sarah remained. Mary-Ann felt as though she was drowning. The weight of her full bladder pulling her down in a sea of despair. She was struggling to breathe. Her legs, clad in pantyhose, were curled around each other like a vine. Twisted and tense, they attempted to hold back the deluge of hot piss in her tender bladder. It was no use. Mary-Ann felt a hot jet of piss spray into her panties. She gasped, her twisted legs parting under the desk. “Everything ok?” Sarah asked “I-ah…um…” Mary-Ann looked down A constant leak into her panties had begun. The clear, glistening liquid was starting to darken her chair below her. She could feel the searing heat against her crotch. Mary-Ann made a desperate plea, using the last of the strength to muster a statement. “I…need the bathroom…” Mary-Ann’s voice shook with the rest of her trembling body “Yeah me too. You can wait.” Sarah either didn’t care or wasn’t aware of Mary-Ann’s plight. Mary-Ann was just able to regain control. She could feel the damp wetness of her skirt against her butt, her now soaked panties clinging to her privates. And through it all, she saw a way out. As Sarah droned on about the contract Mary-Ann had just gotten out of, confidence suddenly stuck Mary-Ann. Maybe she could make it. She had leaked and spurted enough into her underwear that the urgent feeling was starting to dissipate. She had hope. And that was all she needed. Finally Sarah ended her thoughts and wished Mary-Ann a good day before dropping off of the meeting. She had no idea the fight that Mary-Ann had been in for the duration, nor the throbbing pain of her full bladder. Mary-Ann for her part had no idea of the effort she was about to expend. Standing from her damp seat, Mary-Ann attempted to walk from her desk, but the weight of her pent up pee pushed down hard, the force of gravity crushing her now tired muscles. A sudden, heavy, sharp pain stabbed her in the back. The mass of her filled bladder crushing her tired peehole. It felt as though every liquid she had consumed that day was pressing to leave. The agony of her full bladder was not lost on the rest of her body. She shook as she bent down, sweaty, tired and exhausted. Mary-Ann bit down on her lip, hard enough that she could have drawn blood. Gripping her desk, she crossed her legs and attempted to stand. She just lost another spirt. This one made through her pantyhose and dripping onto the rug below. As she stood again, now slowly and slightly bent at the knee, Mary-Ann lost another jet of pee. And then another. Finally, she stood. Slightly bent forward, unable to stand fully. The pressure and searing pain screaming at her to relent. She wouldn’t. Her hand jammed into the crotch of her business skirt, Mary-Ann used what was left of her dignity and her strength to walk towards the door. That’s when she had an idea. The trashcan just on the other side of the door. She could rip her pantyhose down and her panties to the side. She could do it. She was so close. Each step sent a stinging pain through her body. Each movement a herculean task. But she was close. She walked by the wet bar, both shot gasses too small for the ocean of pee inside her. Her eyes bore into the small container willing her to walk through her affliction. The door swung open. It was Karenna. The sudden movement startled Mary-Ann. She gasped. It was followed by a seeping warmth into her underwear. “Hey boss! I saw you were offline. Valerie called to set up a meeting and-” Karenna was thrown off by her bosses response. Her voice was weak, hardly audible. “I…I’m s-s…sorry…” In the confusion, Karenna went quiet. Her silence was quickly pierced by a sudden tapping. It was foreign to her ears. Karenna subtily tilted her head in an effort to understand what was going on. Something caught her eye. She looked down. A dark patch was appearing on the rug at her boss’s feet. It was expanding slowly. Karenna’s eyes followed the clear droplets of liquid, her brain slowly putting together what was going on. As their eyes met, Mary-Ann nearly closed hers, tears forming in her eyes. Karenna put it together. Her jaw dropped in shock. Mary-Ann was peeing her panties. It started quick, the first stream finally breaking through her panties and splashing loudly onto the rug. She gripped the heim of her beige skirt in a feeble attempt to deny what was happening. Her face burned red in embarrassment, the only sound was her pent up pee ruining her rug with a dull splash. She looked down again. What she was doing hit her. Her pantyhouse were ruined. Wet streaks had formed down her legs where her pee had started to pool in her heels. Hot pee was dripping out the sides of her heels, and dribbling out onto a growing stain on her rug.Mary-Ann desperately tried cut off the flowing urine from her now hissing snatch. She jammed her hand back into her crotch, now soaked and warm. The pain of her attempt was unreal. It felt like her entire urinary system had bucked against her wishes to stop peeing. For all of her strife, it only weakened her flowing piss. She could no longer stop it, or even attempt to. Her body had gone too far and was too tired to bend to her will anymore. She realized that now. Giving in to her most basic need, she conceded that all she wanted was relief. Her legs shook, glistening as hot piss ruined her pantyhouse. Clear droplets splattered everywhere, dripping all over her rug. Mary-Ann Adimari, one of the top mortgage producers in the nation, now owner of her own mortgage company, was uncontrollably wetting her panties on her office floor. But Mary-Ann was too busy enjoying the emptying of her overfilled bladder into her panties to care. She didn't care about the rug she was soiling. She didn't even care that Karenna was witness to her hissing pee rushing out of her tired labia. As the many different rivulets made their way from the seat of her skirt to the rug, Mary-Ann bent forward. Her shaking knees and labored breath evidence of her defeat. Even as her rusing pee began to subside, its damage was done. Mary-Ann couldn’t bare to open her eyes as her continued to ruin her rug and undergarments in equal measure. Karenna could hardly process what she was seeing. Her boss, her secret crush, was a shaking, wet mess. Karenna wanted to hug her. To mother her. Tell her it was okay. Another feeling came over her. She knew what feeling it was. A grotesque perverted feeling of excitement. She scolded herself, and remained silent. Her bosses office was quiet. The rushing storm of her boss’s held urine now passed. Only the occasional drip from her ruined undergarments remained. Mary-Ann wanted to scream in relief. She was done peeing. The end to her torment was immeasurable. It was as if she had just experienced the most intense orgasm ever. A cold shiver ran down her spine. Her stream had begun to stopped, her over saturated panties dripped the excess urine down into her soaked skirt and small beads of pee rolled down her thighs. Mary-Ann swallowed hard, feeling the tears in her eyes. Ahe briefly wanted to masturbate. In a fleeting moment she imagined herself ripping through her pantyhose and rubbing her clit like a crazed animal. But reality quickly set in. Mary-Ann was saturated from the waist down in her own pee. She had completly lost control in front of her only employee, and had just ruined a very expensive rug. She had no words. No excuse, no escape. Her emotions set in. She wanted to cry. She wanted to run. She didn’t. She couldn’t. She stood as still as a statue, not a word spoken between the two women. Until Karenna spoke. Her quiet, soft voice still cut Mary-Ann sharper than any knife could. "Did you.. um...did, you just pee your pants?" A/N: So what did you think of the new first chapter? How did it compare to the old? What are your hopes for this new cannon? Feel free to let me know in the comments!
  11. It was twenty years ago today, Sgt. Pepper taught the band to... skim the newfangled internet for authentic female desperation stories. (Have you heard that one about John Lennon and Yoko Ono celebrating their first christmas together with urine-filled condoms adorning their bedroom? That's a couple of steps too far for my own tastes though, besides, the walrus was Paul). Actually, it's more than 20 years; as of today it's 22 years since the currently featured archived Wetset forum entries were posted. I've worked with people who were not even conceived then! (And some of the signatures may not even be around today, but let's not ponder upon such dark matters). What I'm trying to get at is that the internet is old and so is some of its desperation content, but still there are undisclosed nuggets to be found from these ancient (oh well...) days of digitally conserved uromania, even for such indigenous lurkers as yours truly. What I'm really trying to get at is that in a fit of lurklust in conjunction with the current Wetset forum still being under maintenance, I decided to kill some time by checking out whatever part of the old forum was currently featured and wouldn't you know it; I stumbled upon a not inconsiderable amount of worthy stories that somehow managed to escape my ever-spying eyes all those years ago when the Wetset forum was the source for all things female desperation, story-wise. And a lot of misspelled dreck as well, but that's to be expected. Thusly, guided by my own preferences, I took the liberty of compiling some of my better finds here below. They are all to be found in the open on the currently featured forum from 1998-99 for anyone who feels the need to kill as much time as I did. For everyone else, here is my yield, exclusively revolving around female situations. ------------------ Starting off with some deliberate wettings: https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26495.htm - Girl casually pisses herself in a store. No depiction of desperation to talk about, so not very arousing on my part. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26823.htm - Girl pisses herself deliberately during a round of pool. Desperation featured but still a turn-off due to it being deliberate. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26517.htm - A woman gets herself desperate and goes shopping. Once again deliberately, so I don't much care for it. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26541.htm - Two girls smoking outside a club/pub and semi-deliberately wet themselves one after the other. Not much of a build-up though. Some milder albeit unintended desperation/wetting accounts: https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/27081.htm - Girl gets desperate during a canoe outing. Not too exciting as she apparently makes it eventually. Also featuring some laugh-induced desperation along the way, which is a turn-off for me personally. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26955.htm - Drunk girl is with a friend at a restaurant. She has already wet herself and only the aftermath is described. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/25087.htm - Woman at a gas station watches another woman from afar being desperate while talking in a mobile phone. Added aftermath with a tell-tale puddle but no depiction of an actual wetting. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/25983.htm - A couple of short accounts. One with a woman who had wet herself during a campus pub round in which the narrator speculates about the desperation beforehand. The next one with him teaching a poetry class in which a girl stealthily wets her jeans. Some fear wettings: https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26969.htm - Girl gets caught shoplifting and totally floods herself out of fright. Quite arousing but not much of a build-up and no desperation beforehand. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26120.htm - Girl tells about a couple of school incidents, one during which she simply wets herself just before class dismissal and one where she's being scolded by her teacher and wets herself multiple times out of fear. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/25762.htm - Girl tending a sandwich shop gets desperate but is being held up by a customer who proves to be out to robbing the place. She wets out of fear at gunpoint which ruins it for me. A few brief straightforward wetting stories: https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26460.htm - Brief story of a girl's mom who comes home desperate after a visit but doesn't make it inside. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/25335.htm - Girl unexpectedly wets while waiting for an exam in university. No desperation, just sudden part-wetting. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/23916.htm - A girl is desperate in the toilet line at a pub and is not being let in front despite her state. Really good one, but alas way too short and scarse on details. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/25616.htm - Guy retelling two accounts of her girlfriend. In the first one she's desperate during a class in which a guest speaker is holding court so she dares not asking to be excused. The second one is a geography outing where she gets caught short and finally gets excused and sprints back to the school to use the toilet. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/25068.htm - A couple of school stories, the first one with a girl trying to hide her desperation but ends up wetting herself while in the queue for an ice cream booth. The second one with another girl being so nervous for a history test that she ends up wetting herself. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/24539.htm - A guy telling about a woman in spandex pants who's desperate in a store with no bathrooms, and finally goes into the next store which has a bathroom although it requires a key. The woman ends up partly wetting herself. Had the potential of being a good story but is severely lacking in detail and buildup. Some a bit more elaborated accounts: https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26509.htm - Woman on a camping trip, wakes up in the middle of the night super desperate and tries to get away from her tent to relieve herself before it's too late. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26259.htm - College girl desperate during a flight and is repeatedly hindered from getting to the toilet by the flight attendant. This is a good one IMO. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26228.htm - Guy tells about her girlfriend who's working late at a service station and gets increasingly desperate as she has to serve customers. She's trying not to have an accident and... well, read on. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/25200.htm - Woman gets woken up by a phone call and gets increasingly desperate throughout. Finally she manages to end it and just about makes it to the toilet, but only to piss through her panties and pantihose. A coupe of explicitly fictional ones: https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/25785.htm - Girl desperate in a big library and gets temporarily trapped inside the stairwell outside by some bloke who noticed her beforehand. Unplausible, but then again, it's stated fiction. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26549.htm - A guy encounters a desperate girl with her car broken down along the road as he's driving home for the night. He gives her a lift home and she's getting more and more frantic. Good story if you disregard the last couple of sentences. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/23910.htm - A gang of girls on a hen night have chained themselves together for the occasion. The narrating girl ends up pissing herself while trying to get out of the pub with the others dragged along. Good story although it's explicitly part fiction, but the chain backdrop is rather silly and not very plausible. Incidentally it seems that the chain thing was actually part of the original real-life account on which the story is based. Just goes to show that it's not whether or not anything actually happened that makes or breaks the authencity of a story. And, what I'd like to call, the borderline bullshit section, thusly named for the ubiquitous intimacy features which only detract from the authencity, as well as the occasional unlikely scenario and/or reaction of the protagonists. But, no stone unturned: https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26061.htm - Female fire dept volunteer wets herself in her fire uniform in front of her husband during a clean-up of a firesite. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26050.htm - Girl unexpectedly wets herself during an exam with the narrator's hand in her crotch. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/24666.htm - A guy telling about a date with a girl who ends up getting desperate in a park and finally pisses through her pants while being drunk. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/24848.htm - A guy watches two desperate girls in a phone booth. A bit far-fetched cirmunstance and not very believable IMO. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/24301.htm - A woman works as a cooking utensil demonstrator and is desperate during one such session and ends up wetting herself in front of an oblivious audience behind the display counters. A bit too much sexually charged embellishment to be believable. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/26105.htm - A guy telling about a job interview with a desperate girl during which he tries to delay her and make her have an accident. Really stupid story and probably made up. Totally non-believable circumstances and unplausible reactions by the girl and I hesitated to include it here if only because of that, but might be of interest anyway. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/24096.htm - A guy and his girlfriend is going out with a few of his friends, first to a restaurant and then a movie during which the girl gets desperate but is too shy to go to the bathroom. Afterwards she manages to tag along with the other girls to the cinema restroom but they all return as they were too busy. She gets more and more anxious and after a stroll through a mall and a taxi ride, she makes it to the elevator though. Could have been a good story if not for the over-intimate ending spoiling the believability. Cut it off right before the end and pretend it was featured under... Getting very near the end - the really good ones: https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/25460.htm - Two girls going on an air balloon ride. Both are desperate and tries to find relief before the ride but fail and they take to the skies with bursting bladders. Good one, this, even if the unusual setting is a bit distracting. https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/24761.htm - A woman tells of her getting incredibly desperate on the way home on a bus and tries to make it to her apartment before it's too late. Also really good and believable. And I've saved the best one for last: https://www.wetset.net/watersports-bbs/messages/25471.htm - Two stories featuring a girl telling of her experiences in a Red Cross youth group. The second one a brief account of her being desperate on the bus home after a Red Cross event and ends up wetting herself on some backyard stairs. The first one is longer though, with her being desperate during a meeting but is too shy to leave and is prevented from doing so when she finally tries to. Afterwards a desperate bus ride to a community center ensues. This one ticks all the boxes for me - shy girl, lots of people around, all kinds of factors preventing or delaying a toilet visit including a queue and that "damn, she will make it after all" turn right before the ultimate ending, and most importantly, thorough authencity.
  12. The author of the old topic deleted it. Let's open a new one. A theme for those who want to share their getting wet in gray clothes. While I am sending archive photos, I will try to make new ones soon.
  13. Are there any stories where a guy is forced into diapers by wife or girlfriend? Most of the ones I can find involve sissy themes or magic but that’s really not my thing. I’m just looking for forced diapering for punishment or accidents. With loving themes not cuckhold/ sissy or anything like that.
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  15. I have always been strangely attracted to robots, specifically humanoid androids in science fiction. It’s been difficult to rationalize why. It could be related to the fantasy of creating a sleek, perfect being corresponding to my overt and rather lustful tendencies. Equally, it could simply be an attraction to a novel and new concept that is being reintroduced and explored repeatedly in mainstream media. Perhaps my engineering profession has something to do with it. Regardless, I wanted to create something that made sense in the context of omorashi. There have been several exploratory attempts on this forum that strive to associate and functionalize excretion of fluids with the operation of a robot; sadly, none achieved the breakthrough detail and realism I was seeking. A radical concept finally dawned on me about a month ago that seemed plausible from an engineering and scientific viewpoint. This post and the following ones aim to pen the concept down in a story. I have never written fiction in my life and scored horribly for literature at school before giving it up completely, so forgive me if the plot does not match up to the concept and/or this does not pass the editor’s cut. I hope, nevertheless, that those who like this stuff lurking around in this forum will appreciate this little story of mine and perhaps use the concept into the future. Cheers!
  16. Well, let's try it again! (I mean, I had another story, but new year, new me, new stories, right? :)) Will usually woke up early, so he usually didn't have to hurry. This day, on the other hand, was different. Somehow he overslept and when he realized that he may be late from work, he started to panic. He couldn't be late, he had to arrive in time, he really needed that job. And he liked it; it made him happy to be around books, to help others choosing their next read, or to help finding the perfect gift for someone. It was a job that totally fit his schedule at the university, and even if the salary was not that good, it was enough. Will just got dressed without thinking too much, he grabbed his phone and wallet and he rushed out of the flat. He had a strange feeling about forgetting something, but he didn't have time to figure it out. When he stepped out to the fresh air, he realized that he forgot to use the toilet after waking up. For a moment he hesitated. What should he do? Go back and pee at home. Try to hold it for a while. Find a bakery or a cafe and use the toilet there after buying something to eat and drink. Find a bakery or a cafe and buy something to eat and drink. Work starts in: 20 minutes (it takes 10 minutes to get there) Stats: Will's bladder: 58/100 Will's current state: - anxious (it makes his need getting worse); until he gets to work in time - hungry (it makes him grumpy in two turns); until he eats - thisty (he needs to drink within two turns); until he drinks - sleepy (he might forget about some things); three turns It's your task to make him feel better (or worse). As the story continues, you will be able to choose him a love interest as well.
  17. Hi, it's me, Spectre! For the past few years now, I've been using Garry's Mod as an art tool to make some pretty cool stuff. Recently I've even started using it to make Omorashi art, and I figured it's time for me to share it. I'm still learning, so expect a little bit of jank in some of the stuff here. I'm not taking requests or anything of the sort at the moment. I'm sorta just doing my own thing. But here’s some things you can expect to see, or also stuff to keep in mind incase I do Requests or Comms in the future: I do mostly wetting, but occasionally I’ll make stuff that contains nudity. Either exposed genitals or breasts. Sometimes I’ll make male stuff, but only on Twinks, Femboys or general Pretty Boys. I can’t make messing I won’t make content on any furry or MLP characters. You’ll only see humans or humanoid aliens and fantasy creatures… and androids😉
  18. Hi all, I’m starting to write a light novel based on my webcomic Omo Alex. I’m temporarily pausing the comic since I’ve had very little free time with college and my job. I’m going down the light novel route since I have a lot of stories I want to tell, and I still want to draw the fun omorashi scenes. The light novel format isn’t something I’ve seen a lot of on this site, so I hope that I can make it catch on 🙂 Feel free to add feedback to this thread, this is my first time writing long format. Chapter 0: The Road To College I was never a fan of school; I was constantly made fun of for my incontinence. My bladder leakage wasn’t anything excessive, but it did often leave a visible wet patch on my groin. Most girls in my position would wear pads or incontinence underwear to absorb the urine, but I grew up in a family that was dirt poor. We didn’t have “that kind of money”; most people in my rural town didn’t have much. Everything that I had was either donated or a hand-me-down. My only solace growing up was running and biking. In retrospect, running was a form of escapism for me. However, in the moment, I simply saw it as survival. My family had no car, and our trailer was well off the main road. The only way to get places was to run or bike. After several failed attempts to get a job, I joined the cross-country team in high school to keep myself busy. At first, the bullying increased since my bladder leakage was the worst while I ran. However, after winning first place in several races, attitudes about me started to shift. I started making running friends, and a few classmates even consoled me about their own incontinence. I never considered attending college. My grades were average at best and atrocious at worst. Above all else, I didn’t have the money or the credit to get a student loan. I assumed I would graduate and work in the Cobalt mine just like my father. To my amazement, after placing well in a few national races, I received a full-ride scholarship to a college called “Omo Tech.” Other than having a Division II cross-country team, very little is publicly known about this small university. With only a bag of clothes and $23 in my wallet, I embarked on a journey to Omo Tech. My experiences at this eccentric school would forever change my life. ... Anxiety-riddled adrenaline got me through the first two days of classes. Classes were relatively easy, but the tight schedule and large campus made getting places on time challenging. To start, a five-mile forested trail separates the dorms from the academic side of campus. I enjoy running, so the morning commute never bothered me. The nail in the coffin was the five-minute break between classes. In just five minutes, you had to pack stuff and jet to another classroom which, was often in a different building. I learned very quickly that finding time to take a piss is practically impossible. On the first day of classes, I held my pee the entire eight-hour school day-- which was only possible since I forgot to pack a water bottle and was severely dehydrated. Although, I did really need to pee by the time I returned to my dorm. On the second day of classes, I desperately needed to pee by 6th period. I attempted to go to the bathroom between classes, but the line was out the door! OUT THE DOOR! There wasn’t a concert or anything inside the bathroom, lines for the restroom are apparently normal here. I turned around and went to my class immediately, but I was still late. I was swiftly slapped, spanked, and sternly told that I would need to attend weekend detention if I were late to another class. By the end of the 8th period, my panties were sopping wet, and my leggings had a noticeable stain. No no, this wasn’t just my normal incontinence “wet”, I accidentally squirted pee several times during class. In my defense, several classmates were also squirming in their chairs. Right after the class ended, I made a beeline for the bathroom and waited 20 minutes in line. I barely made it, but other’s in the line weren't so lucky. What happened on my third day of college I will never forget...
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    Plot Outline While enjoying a field trip, five ordinary students suddenly find themselves stranded in an unfamiliar world. But it soon turns out that they might not be quite as ordinary as they thought! You play as Reguma, schoolboy and RPG expert, as he leads his four cute schoolgirl classmates through a grand adventure in a fantastical realm, battling against demon hoards and fulfilling an ancient prophecy. But facing long treks, exhausting fights and sticky situations, will these girls be able to keep their underwear dry? Summary This is an English translation of the full version of Ao Kurage's wonderful RPG もじクエ (MojiQue) into English. The project was officially completed on the 10th of September, 2020 with the help of many contributors and supporters! The GitHub page for the translation can be found here. Please find the original Japanese version here. Uncensor Patch Here's an optional uncensor patch for the bath scene: https://mega.nz/file/xYNkUSbR#HPIP30eeDhjYdraOviQuJxg-41FYs2KSs-fKSFlMaEk Drag the Graphics folder into the root of the game directory, overwriting all files. A rencensor patch (for reverting the uncensor patch) is available here: https://mega.nz/file/JcMTkAKK#1xB6OxbeacrIM-oYC2Wp_XW3K2mYKwLdE9rSM1inqvc Discussion Thread My Game Won't Work! PLEASE READ. You may see an error like this: If so, please follow the instructions below to allow Japanese games to be supported on a non-Japanese Windows PC. Not following these steps is the cause of many error messages encountered when trying to play this game. Navigate to the Control Panel and go to the Clock and Region section Click on the Region link Switch to the Administrative tab Click on Change system locale... Open the Current system locale drop down and select Japanese (Japan) Click OK on the open dialogs, then restart your system There has also been plenty of discussion around technical issues in this file's comments section already, so please search around before asking. Survey: Feedback and Issues Please let me know at the following link if you have found any problems with the translated dialogue in the full version of the game. https://www.surveymonkey.com/r/FZP6TKX
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