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  1. Version 1.0.0

    896 downloads

    This is part 1 and 3 of another Jade video featuring ladies unable to hold their pee long enough to find a toilet. The ladies duck into an alley and have massive wetting accidents in their panties and pantyhose, resulting in embarrassing wet shorts and skirts along the way. There is also a "bonus" scene with a young lady dashing into the alley and wetting her shorts. Enjoy!

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  2. Phentaiee

    Zone Pink

    I’m pretty sure I need to put a warning for this, so WARNING! There IS nudity here! There are also a few things I need to say before I start. There is not going to be any omo for a short while. I promise it will be here soon, but it’s not here yet. Also I made the first drawing a while before I made the second drawing. I was going to make them on the same day, but I forgot that I had 2 images rather than just one. You can tell there was a definite time gap between the two drawings An eighteen year old girl named Emily Omono was laying in the middle of a road, unconscious. She was not hit by a car. There are no working cars for miles. She had not passed out here after a night of drinking, as she didn’t really exist before this. At least, not here... Emily was in the middle of a simulated world called: “Zone Pink.” “Hello? Wake up already! This is the seventh time I’ve checked in on you!” A voice near to her called out. The voice was male, but not intimidating in the slightest. It wasn’t a high pitched voice, it was just… unthreatening. That’s the first thing Emily thought when she heard the voice. “Who- who are you?” She asked, waking up, very unaware of her surroundings. “You are not to know who I am! I am not your friend!” The voice called out. Emily looked around. She saw what looked like an abandoned city. She didn’t see anyone, but she did feel pretty cold. Why was she so cold? “I am not with you, I am just the announcer voice. You are in a deserted area. Nobody is here, but that’s good for you! While I’m sure you wouldn’t want anyone seeing you like that… that’s the least of your concerns right now! There are monsters in this world. But the worst monsters of all, are the humans that inhabit it.” A quieter voice was heard saying: “Nice!” And a high five was clearly heard following it. Emily was wondering what he meant by that when she realized why she was cold. She was completely naked! Emily stood up and started frantically searching for clothes, or something to cover her up. “Your efforts are futile! There is no clothing here! Your best bet would be to search the desert to your left, but it’s enormous. You could never search the whole thing.” Emily noticed that she was on a city’s edge, and was bordering a desert. She also noticed that the sky was a pink grid. Emily started walking towards the desert, but was very slow, since she was trying to cover her privates. “Nobody is here, I am the only one who can see you, and I’ve seen enough of you while I was waiting for you to wake up. Shit, that sounded creepy! Wait! Why am I worried about being creepy? You should fear me!” The voice announced. “I’m not afraid of you at all!” Emily groaned, already annoyed with this guy. “Just tell me what to do to get out of here!” She asked. “The only way out of here is to die, and you won’t be returning home afterwards. Your body has been transported here, and it will remain here for the rest of eternity! Your job is to make do in an apocalyptic wasteland and survive as well as you can.” The voice said. Emily took her hands off of herself, and started briskly walking over to the desert. She was terrified on the inside, but wasn’t going to let this annoying voice get the satisfaction of scaring her. After a good twenty minutes of walking, Emily stopped caring about her dignity. She was losing hope of this being some “big prank”. She started to realize she was actually stranded in a desert, naked. Just as she was about to give up, she noticed a skeleton in the distance. She ran over to it, and found a rusty spear, and some boots. “Is… Is that it?!” She yelled in frustration. “That’s only a start! You’re lucky you found a weapon before something else found you! Also, you won’t get blisters now!” The voice said. “Wha!?! I forgot about you! Have you just been looking at me this whole time?!” Emily asked. “Yes, but I won’t be able to for much longer, the thing I’m using to contact you is running out of power and you're not interesting enough for me to waste money sending in a new one. If you have any questions, ask them now, because you won’t get any more.” The voice said. “Ok, what is this place?” Emily asked. “This is Zone Pink, a simulated nightmare!” The voice answered. “Wait, are there other zones? Like zone orange, or zone yellow?” Emily asked. “No. Zone Pink is the only zone, as far as you know.” The voice said. “As far as I know? Does that mean there are more and you don’t want to tell me?” Emily asked. “No! Zone Pink is the only zone! As far as you know…” The voice responded. “It sounds to me like the author of this story hasn’t decided whether he wants there to be other zones yet and has decided to make it cryptic so that he can decide later.” Emily exclaimed. “Yeah, sure, whatever.” The voice sighed. “Oh, also, you said this was simulated? Like a game?” Emily asked. “Yes I suppose you could say that.” The voice answered. “Ok, so if I were to put on these boots and they were to give me 2 defense, would that be 2 overall defense for my entire body or just 2 defense for my feet?” Emily asked. “Oh! That is actually a very good question! And the answer is…” What is the answer? A. The boots give her 2 defense, regardless of where she is hit. B. The shoes only protect her feet.
  3. I remember so much about the first ever time I came across pee desperation. I ran my own business from home. I had been busy most of the day but once a week I had to send orders online to head office. I had a quick dinner where I drank two big glasses of juice and the headed to my home office to imput my order. I remember having some delay logging into the system and that I had a particularly large order of over £4K to type in which I knew would take over an hour and a half as each item had an individual code. The problem was I had a 10pm deadline as after this the system would no longer take my order. So I set about maticulously typing in each item and within tenth minutes I realised I really needed a bathroom break! My only bathroom was downstairs and I had such a tight deadline I was worried I would lose all my income by bit having my sales in on time so I sat and squirmed on my seat. I was in my early twenties and wearing a business suit and sitting on an office chair in my own house bursting to pee and not able to go. I squirmed and held myself and kept saying ‘god I need to pee so bad’ then ‘oh my goodness I am so desperate for them toilet.’ And so on. At one point I stood and did a pee dance while trying to get the sakes through on time! The other problem I had though was that my desperation was so intense I was so so desperate to orgasm and so incredibly turned on! The Moreno I stroked to hold the wetter my pants got with mucus! Finally I finished with just a few minutes to go and pressed send. However instead of running to the toilet I clicked on google and for the first time I typed in ‘so desperate to pee’ and for the first time in my life I found omarashi videos! I so wish I could find the one I found that day again. It was over 20 years ago though and I assume it has been deleted but it was the first time I had an orgasm to a video while being absolutely drying to pee and it was incredible! It was a man at his office desk and he called on a phone to ask if someone could cover him as he needed a break. The caller told him they would look for cover and call him back. The man started to squirm in his seat and even gave his dick a squeeze. After a few minutes he calls back as he continues to squirm badly. He walks to the door and finds it locked. Then he calls back saying it’s urgent and could his door be unlocked but is told to wait for a call back. He grabs his dock for all he is worth and runs to the the door to wait for it to be unlocked but then wets himself. Masterbating to that made me orgasm so much it was one of the best orgasms I ever had. Of course once I calmed down I had to put both hands inside my underwear as I started leaking all the way to the bathroom before unleashing a massive long pee that sent me to heaven again! So can you remeber the first time you found desperation online and what lead you to it? I would love to hear!
  4. lethalty60

    The Labyrinth

    So I've decided to try starting an interactive based on a game I played on Armor Games called 'The Labyrinth.' It's an adventure game that's turn-based and a maze. I'm thinking on doing this with a twist on my own. But first, some pointers in the game. First off, the stats. Accuracy: This determines how much of a chance a comrade can hit with a physical weapon, melee or range. Any accuracy less than 100% has a chance for miss. Spells automatically hit. Starting accuracy is 80% Health: How much damage a comrade can take before they fall unconscious. After combat, fallen comrades regain consciousness with marginal health. Health Regeneration restores health, and is constant on 1.5%. Mana: This determines the max mana a comrade can have. More mana means more spells to cast. Some have a cool down, which is how many turns before that spell becomes available again. Mana Regeneration restores mana, and is constant on 1.5%. Quickness: Reaction time. The higher the Quickness, the better the chances a comrade will have the first strike. Unlike this game, your comrades have the advantage on quickness. Crit Chance: Chance of a critical hit, which is double the damage. Now that the stats are covered, we'll need a class for our main comrade and a sub class. There are four classes, each with their own subclass. Warrior: They are the tough fighters of the group, tanking or off-tanking the group, and can absorb a lot of damage. Though heavy armor and swords are what they can equip for their melee hand. The sub classes for a warrior are: Berserker: Rage fueling into their attacks and abilities, trading defensive for offensive, and get more powerful the less HP they have! Templars: Tank Warriors that dispatch spell-casters, abilities that can Silence enemies while cleansing allies of debuffs while raising magical resistance. Dragon Slayers: Damaging Warriors with a thrill for killing, bonuses granted for killing enemies, feeding their rampage further. Knight: The strongest defense unit, can force enemies to target them and gain massive amounts of damage resistance for passive and active abilities. Mage: Magically diverse member of the group. With powerful damaging abilities while also being some of the best support units. To better concentrate their spells, they must wear light armor clothing and staves. The sub classes for a mage are: Arcane Mage: Master of the elements, possessing powerful spells that damage and debilitate their enemies with no support abilities. White Mage: Simple yet strong healer, lacking offense for stronger Health and Mana regeneration abilities. Blood Mage: Practiced the forbidden art of Blood Magic, using their own life force to power their spells, which becomes more powerful as a result. Shaman: The hardest support to utilize, weak at first, but given enough experience, and they are a force to be reckoned with. Rouge: Single-target fighters of the group. Each Rouge has abilities to either disabling or destroying their enemies one at a time. For mobility and defense, only medium weight armor and daggers/spears. The sub classes for a rouge are: Marauder: Strong debuffers, able to disable single targets with bleeds and armor shreds, while also having a special ability that bypasses all defenses. Assassin: Fighting with pin-point accuracy, able to kill instantly, exposing defenses on weak enemies before going for the kill. Duelist: One-on-one fighters, dealing more damage on a single target the longer the fight continues until victory has happened. Ninja: Stealthy fighters, preferring to hide in the shadow before attacking, can disappear only to reappear unexpectedly for an unexpected and powerful blow. Archer: More balanced than Rouges or Warriors. They can be powerful fighters and powerful healers for any role the party needs. For a balanced nature, bows and Medium armor are used. The sub classes for an archer are: Sharpshooter: Meticulous, lining up for a perfect shot as high-accuracy fighters while dealing high burst damage. Herbalist: Knows much knowledge about nature and it's many uses, making remedies for allies, and toxins for enemies. Hunter: Adept scouters and trappers, many powerful debuffs to disarm and maim their enemies, allowing allies to deal the finishing blow. Brewer: Just like to get their drink on, able to create brews that can power up allies, and weaken enemies. After all this work, I feel like we can continue on. For our first character, i.e. the comments from you, needs to have a class and sub class. It's your choice on how you want this person to be. And of course, I'm going to gender neutralize this.
  5. View File DLEE-253: Woman Leaking in the Streets Trying to Hold It This is part 1 and 3 of another Jade video featuring ladies unable to hold their pee long enough to find a toilet. The ladies duck into an alley and have massive wetting accidents in their panties and pantyhose, resulting in embarrassing wet shorts and skirts along the way. There is also a "bonus" scene with a young lady dashing into the alley and wetting her shorts. If anyone is able to get a hold of part 2 of this video, I am sure the community would appreciate it. Enjoy! Submitter femdesp Submitted 11/12/2018 Category Public wetting Clothing Skirt
  6. BurstingStory

    Celebrity Desperation

    So for my first interactive story (or story in general), I wanted to do one with a celebrity is involved. I'm going to allow you to pick the characters and base plot, and then I'll take care of the rest. Please stick with the choices I list, unless I ask for other suggestions. Other than that, I hope you all enjoy! First off, we need a celebrity who's going to be bursting! So, here are the few that I would be interested in writing! A. Daisy Ridley B. Emilia Clarke C. Elizabeth Olsen D. Amanda Seyfried E. Alicia Vikander So, now it's up to you to vote who will be the main protagonist! Hopefully we get enough votes, and I'll close it in a few days!
  7. This was a requested piece of fiction that turned out to be something worth posting! So here it is! Enjoy! Nikki Halls, a beautiful woman looking for a night out with the girls, was getting ready to head out. She walked up to her closet and opened the door to find something good to wear for her night out. Nikki was a wonderful looking woman. She had the curves of a model, the face of a Brazilian hottie, and the ass of a Kardashian. Her boobs were a gorgeous D, shaped so perfectly. She sometimes loved teasing the boys in public by not wearing a bra, and just letting then flop all about. She was perfect for a 22 year old girl! "Hmm... What should I wear for my night?" Nikki asked herself as she looked through her closet, trying to find something cute but revealing to wear. She pulled out a pair of black tights, and held them out in front of her to examine them. "Ooh! These are perfect! These are definitely a must!" Nikki said happily as she tossed them onto her bed. She then browsed her closet for something to wear for her beautiful curvy torso. She looked at a black leather jacket for a few moments, then pushed it aside and looked at a black shirt. She pulled it out and looked at it. It was a black, long, thin spandex shirt. This would show her curves perfectly! "This is perfect! This would go great with my pants!" she said as she smiled. She tossed the shirt on her bed, next to the tights she tossed there earlier. Then she closed her closet and walked over to her dresser. She opened her panty drawer. She pulled out a pair of black panties, and examined them. These were her favourite panties. These panties gave her so much pleasure. Not because they rubbed her off. Not because they saved her life. These were her favourite panties because she had so much fun in them. Nikki secretely loved being desperate for a poo. She always held it in whenever she could, and enjoyed having near-accidents, but somehow always managed to make it. She did have another kink of hers, however. She also enjoyed farting. Mainly desperate farts. She had always enjoyed letting out a long, wet shart right into her pants before going potty to relieve her desperation. Her panties weren't anything like a thong. They were almost like boxers. They were comfortable, and quite dirty at that. She never washed them, so any sharts or skidmarks or any cum that shot out into them remained there. "Ooh~ My favourite pair!" She said as she giggled. She took off her towel that she wore after getting out of the shower, and threw it onto the ground. She was bare naked, her beautiful body revealed. Her boobs flopped lower and bounced a little as she dropped her towel, causing her to giggle. "Hehe~ bouncy little ones, aren't ya?" She managed to say as she giggled. She then examined her favourite pair of panties. They smelled quite like a stinky fart, and had a little skidmark towards the seat of them. No cum stains could he seen since they were black, but she knew there was something there. Nikki bent over, and lifted her left leg up, and placed her left leghole of her panties where her left foot would go, then did the same for the right side. Then she pulled them up, and slid them snuggly into position. She blushed lightly as she felt a bit of dampness in the rear from the skidmark that was put there quite recently. "Hehe~ I'm already getting excited!" Nikki said ecstatically. These panties were definitely going to get stinky tonight! She walked over to her bed, and grabbed her bra that was hanging on her bedstand. She positioned it over her massive boobs, then strapped it in place. Her boobs lifted up, looking even larger as she strapped it on. She then picked up her tights, and sat down on her bed. She felt the skidmark in the rear of her panties, giggling more as she pulled her tights on. Nikki then pulled her black shirt on, and was ready for her night. Her friends said they would meet her at the new local nightclub, Midnight 9. She walked out into her kitchen, grabbed her purse, and made her way to the door. Her stomach then gurgled quietly right as she reached the door, and smirked. She had to fart. "Oohoo~ Already starting, are we?" She said as she bent forward and started pushing. A low pitched, crackly fart escaped her bum as she moaned quietly with relief. She placed her hand on her bum, and farted into her hand. The tights she's wearing would hold this stink for a bit, making her feel a little naughty. Once she finished farting, she moved her hand right below her nose and sniffed. She stiffled a giggle as she sniffed. "Well well, what a cute little fart! Something tells me tonight is gonna be fun!" She said as she opened the door and went outside. She closed the door behind her, then began making her way to her car. She opened the driver door, and sat down inside the car seat. She shut the door, and put the car key into the ignition, and twisted, turning the car on. She put it in gear, then backed out of the driveway. Her stomach gurgled again, making her feel her need to poo slightly worsen. She groaned quietly as the pain worsened, then let out a quiet fart. This made the inside of her car slightly smell of her fart. This caused her to blush. After about 35 minutes, she arrived at the club. Her need to poo got worse, making her slightly more desperate. She parked her car out in front of the club, and looked around. She didn't see her friend's cars anywhere, but shrugged it off, assuming that they parked on another street. Her stomach gurgled again, then she opened the car door, and shut it, walking up to the club's entrance. There was a club bouncer there who makes sure only people on the list get in to avoid any funny business. She approached the bouncer. He bore a name tag, with the name "Tom" on the front. "Name?" Tom asked as Nikki approached him. He had an aggressive and strong stance and look, slightly intimidating Nikki. She somehow managed to hide her desperation from showing. "Nikki. Nikki Halls." She told the menacing bouncer. He then glanced down at his clipboard for a few moment, then to Nikki and nodded as he opened the door for her. As she walked in, he glanced at her ass and smirked. "Damn, what an ass.." Tom mumbled quietly to himself. Little did he know that ass gave Nikki pleasure in her own little way. Nikki walked down a flight of stairs, and entered the main area of Midnight 9. It wasn't that big of a club, but looked very deluxe. There was a dance floor, the floor being constant flashing square lights that changed colours. The dancefloor had many beautiful ladies and handsome men dancing there, having the night of their life. Nikki looked around, and couldn't find her friends anywhere. After 10 minutes of searching, she could not find her friends anywhere. They had ditched her. She was getting very desperate for a poo, her stomach gurgling more violently this time. She walked to the bar, and took her seat on a stool. A rather handsome man sat next to her. She lifted her bum off the seat, and let out a slightly gurgly fart, but unable to be heard due to the loud music playing in the club. This fart smelled quite a bit like poo, meaning that soon, there will be no air to push out, but rather, a big mess. Nikki got the attention of the bartender, and asked her for a martini. Out of the corner of Nikki's eye, she could see the man next to her slightly blushing. "Lemme pay for that for you." He said to Nikki, then slid a couple bucks towards the bartender as she gave Nikki her drink. Nikki turned towards the mysterious man, and nodded as she thanked him. "Thank you! You're so kind!" She said to him, then took a sip from her martini. "I'm Alex! What's your name, cutie?" Alex said to Nikki as he still had a faint tint of blush plastered on his cheeks. "I'm Nikki!" she said to Alex. Nikki quite liked Alex's look. He looked very handsome. Nikki, on the other hand, had a look of desperation. She was very desperate for a poo now. She then looked down at his crotch, and noticed a bulge that was growing. Alex was getting turned on. Possibly by her desperation? "You getting excited there, big boy?" Nikki said teasingly to Alex. He had just realized himself being turned on. "Y-yeah.. It's just.. You're cute and, well.." Alex continued as he began mumbling. "What were you gonna say, Alex?" Nikki interrogated as she leaned closer, lifting her bum up a bit, and letting out a gurgly fart, causing the air around them to reek of the stink of Nikki's fart. This caused Alex to get turned on more. "Is that you making that.. Smell?" Alex inquired. "Yeah, it is. I gotta poo really badly!" Nikki said as she blushed. She squirmed a little as if to support her point. "That's quite.. Hot!" Alex said to Nikki. She then looked at him with widened eyes. "Oh you think me holding it in is hot~?" Nikki teased. Alex nodded as he got as hard as he could. His jeans showed his boner very clearly. Nikki reached down and placed her hand on the bulge, giggling as she looked at Alex, biting her lip. "You dirty boy~ Well I think I should go to the bathroom before I actually... Oogh... Have an accident." Nikki said. Her saying 'accident' suddenly made her a little wet in her nether region. Little did she know that Alex had a kink for desperation. He loved seeing a girl desperate for a potty, and also enjoyed watching a lady just let loose in her pants. "Don't you wanna tease this naughty boy some more, baby~?" Alex charismatically inquired to Nikki. "A-alright baby~" Nikki said back in quite a seductive voice. She was a little worried. She never tried messing before. She hopes she could hold out longer for Alex. She squirmed as she sat on the stool, and finished her martini. She slightly wanted to see where this night would go. Maybe it's a good thing her friends weren't here. She met this really hot guy who likes seeing her desperate. "How's about we head back to my place, baby~? I got a bathroom and a bedroom so you can get pleasure from both places~" Alex said as he gave a little seductive wink. Nikki got wetter, and wanted to have fun. "Okay, tough guy~ I'll be sure to let you have fun~" Nikki said seductively. Alex then led her up the club's stairs, and out the door. Nikki's need to poo was getting very unbearable. She would need to use the bathroom as soon as she got to Alex's home! Nikki decided to keep her car paeked where it was, and will take care of the ticket when she got home, that is if she did get a ticket. Nikki got into the passenger seat of Alex's car, and closed the door. Her stomach gurgled violently, then her bowels rumbled deeply as she groaned. Then Alex got into the driver seat, and shut the door. Nikki lifted her bum, and pushed out a very bubbly fart as Alex turned the car on. This fart lasted quite a long time, and was very relieving to get out. The car began to stink up of Nikki's relief, causing Alex to get turned on again. Then a sudden squish sound emanated from Nikki's rear as her fart abruptly stopped, then she blushed deeply. Her rear was a little wet. Nikki had just sharted in her tights. "W-what was that sound?" Alex inquired, even though he had a good guess as to what just happened in the seat of Nikki's pants. "I just sharted, baby~ I just couldn't hold it in anymore! It was a messy little fart of mine!" Nikki answered in a slightly seductive voice. She moved her butt around in the seat, causing the small amount of mush in her pants to mush around with her butt. She blushed at the feeling. "I thought so." Alex said as his pants bulged out in the front again. Alex sure was having a dream come true tonight! After 5 minutes of driving, they both arrived at Alex's house. Nikki had the car really stinked up with the smell of her accidental release. Alex enjoyed every moment in that car. Alex then opened his car door, and began walking to the front porch of his home. Nikki did the same, waiting behind Alex. She had one hand on her belly, and the other on her rear as she whined quietly, getting to the peak of desperation. "Ooogh hurry Alex! I gotta goooooo!" Nikki whined as she squirmed in place. Alex then unlocked the front door and walked in, Nikki following behind. "The bathroom is up the flight of steps, down the hall, and to the right!" Alex chimed to Nikki. As Alex walked into his living room, Nikki began making her way up the steps. After about 2 steps, Nikki's stomach and bowels gurgled as a very bubbly fart escaped her bum. She blushed as she pushed it out, then continued making her way up the stairs. Nikki arrived at the top of the steps, then began walking, or waddling slowly considering her circumstances, down the long hallway. She took arrived at the end of the hall, and looked at a door on the right side. The door had a label written on it. It read 'bathroom'. Maybe Alex had do many visitors over that he had to label the restroom. Nikki slowly waddled up to the door, and placed her hand on the door handle. She attempted to turn the knob, but it didn't move. "W-what..? Aw come on!" Nikki cried as she jiggled the door handle more with no luck. Nikki refused to believe the truth, but the door was jammed. Just as she tried one more time, her stomach gurgled violently. She groaned as she placed both hands on her belly. "Nononononono! I'm so close! I gotta make!" Nikki cried as she stared at the door. But there was no use in trying to deny it. The inevitable was going to happen, whether Nikki liked it or not. Her bowels rumbled deeply as she placed both hands on her rear, and a sudden squish emanated from her rear. "Nonooo!" Nikki whined, but there was no use in complaining. The inevitable was happening. A bubbly crackle sounded from her rear as a bulge began to form on her tights. Her hands began getting pushed further from her rear as a mound of mush grew in the seat of her pants. The crackling soon changed to a splorching and squelching sound as the mess pouring from her butt and into her pants and panties grew softer and wetter. Gushing sounds blew from her rear as the bulge began to grow to enormous proportions. The bulge just grew bigger with each bit of mush being pushed into her tights. Nikki placed one hand on her mouth as the other remained on the bulge. She blushed as she just gave up, and started pushing. A loud squelch sounded as a torrent of mush evacuated into her already soiled pants. Her tights couldn't bulge out anymore, so her growing mess spread out more across her bum, like a smelly pancake. It began working it's way up towards her back, but her tights wouldn't allow for leaks. Squish sounds were heard as her panties could hold no more, and the wet mush began pouring from her panty leg holes and into the back of her tight's legs. The rear of her tight's legs began bulging out and the mush worked it's way down her legs. Nikki pushed put the remainder of her mess, and blushed deeply. The inevitable happened to Nikki. Nikki just shit her pants. "Oh my god.. I just.. Messed myself.." Nikki mumbled quietly to herself. She needed to tell Alex tge door was locked. Otherwise she'd be stuck in the messy pants. Nikki began waddling down the hallway to the stairs, then began walking down them. About halfway down the stairs, Nikki let out a disgusting fart. The mess in her soiled pants made the fart sound very bubbly. She continued down the stairs, then turned left and entered the living room. "Well there you are, Nikki! Did you relieve yourself?" Alex asked. She nodded shyly, then looked at Alex. "What's wrong, love?" Alex inquired. Then Nikki turned around, revealing the massive, brown bulge in the seat of her black tights. "Oh my god... That's hot~" Alex said seductively. Nikki then waddled over to Alex on the couch, then pushed him down onto his back, and crawled on top of him. She took his hand, and placed it on the bulge in the back of her pants. "Then let's have some fun, hot stuff~" Nikki whispered into Alex's ear as she began roughly kissing him. They were definitely going to have plenty of fun tonight!
  8. Chapman

    ShikkinCLUB

    Version 2.0.0

    701 downloads

    Another work in the Shikkin Series and the second game to be made in the Unity Engine, first being ShikkinGIRL. This game has you focus on spying on different girls using cameras. As you view the girls using the bathroom or wetting, you will gain cash which you can use to purchase better quality cameras and do other things(barely explored the first part of the game). The game has it's issues and bugs but it is playable. As you spy on more girls/get more scenes, more parts of the map will open up. Placing more cameras around the map will help increase your income in purchasing better quality cameras and every new session gives you a free beginner tier camera. All cameras you place throughout the map are permanent until you relocate them and place them elsewhere. Password when unzipping the file is ShikkinCLUB Edit: I was wrong. The additional features was not replay but two things: You can remotely pay the guys to help you set up the situations so you don't have to travel across the map. The other feature is that you can change the camera to focus on one character specifically, provided you pay 80000 cash for a microchip to follow them specifically. Note: you need to have a camera in an area the character is at to view them, this is more or less to resolve the issue of wetting scenes overlapping each other.

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  9. This is the story of the time I held on the longest I can remember! My dad worked for British Rail so I had the privilege of having some free train passes I could use when I was a teenager. I have an uncle and aunt who live in London so I arranged to go and visit them one Easter. It was a long train journey but as I love train travel it was very relaxing. So I was always (still am) somewhat embarrassed to say to anyone when I need to use the bathroom. When I was staying at my aunts I tried to not go very often and would sit and chat and hold on for as long as I could. I would never go during the night either incase I woke anyone so spent the week holding every day so many times! Their bathroom was off the kitchen and somehow if I did muster the courage to go I would inevitably meet my cousins in the kitchen or my aunt and they would want to chat! By the time I had got to the kitchen I was usually almost wetting myself and it was so difficult to remain social and decent while on the verge of wetting! I do recall dancing feverishly a couple of times and looking longingly at the bathroom so often. I never gave my aunt my dirty washing that week as every pair of pants had wet patches that week! Anyway, this particular night that week we had all sat in the kitchen having Sunday dinner. The sun was shining into the room making it warm and I remember drinking a few glasses of water with my meal. As was normal we had been to church together that morning and I was booked on the train home the next day. During dinner one of my cousins (three girls the oldest being about five years younger than me) mentioned that the youth group had a meeting on and suggested we all go since it was my last night with them. It sounded fun so about an hour after dinner my aunt gave us all a bottle of water each and some sweets and we ploughed into my uncles car to go to the youth event. The church was just twenty minutes drive away so I was expecting us to go there. I had not been in the car long when I felt a familiar tingle in my privates and realised I should have gone to the bathroom before we left. By the time we had been in the car about twenty five minutes so I was not at all worried assuming we would arrive any minute. The car kept driving. I foolishly drank som more water from the bottle as it was hot in the back of the car. I was aware I needed the bathroom a bit but I was still fairly comfortable. I looked out the window and tried to enjoy the ride while I listened to my cousins chat to their dad. Half an hour later and we were still driving! By now I had my kegs crossed and I was wondering where we were going! From what one of the girls was saying it seemed this was a joint churches thing and we were heading for another church out of town. Surely we had to be there soon? And surely there would be a toilet when we got there. Finally we pulled into a car park and my uncle turned off the engine. We had been in the car an hour now and I had last used the bathroom over four hours previously and since then I had consumed a lot of liquid! I went to open the door but there was a child lock on and the others were not getting out anyway. I really wanted to ask where we were and if we were getting out. Mostly I wanted to ask if there was a toilet anywhere I could use but I was way too shy for that. I should say this was before the days when mobile phones were standard though my uncle did seem to have one as they were pretty well off. We sat in the pitch black car park for ten minutes of more. I could see a building nearby but like everywhere else it too was in pitch darkness. If I had not been with relatives I would have been a bit scared to be honest. The only good thing about the darkness was I was able to hide my need to wee more. I placed my hand between my crossed legs and shifted around in my seat. I could feel the need much stronger and I was certain if we went home I would never last the hours journey. There was no way I could wet myself though as I was staying with relatives for one thing, I would be far too embarrassed for another and my uncle would not be happy if I damaged his car. I needed a bathroom so bad though! It was getting harder to sit still! Eventually my uncle decided to call someone. We had been in the car park over twenty minutes now and I was bursting for a pee and no idea where we were or when I would be able to go! I could hear the person on the other end of the phone telling my uncle that he was in the wrong place but suggesting we go to their house for a while instead! I hoped so badly that they lived near by. I really really needed to find a bathroom and time was running out.... My uncle switched off the phone and started the car up. I was so glad it was dark outside as I was able to have one hand wedged between my legs pushing against my vagina to try and hold my pee in. Despite having a seat belt on I kept moving around too. My cousins seemed engrossed in conversation with their dad talking about where we were now going and how they were excited etc. I was dearly wishing it would be close by and trying to figure out how I would get out the car dry when we got there. I was so bursting I actually remember putting my hands inside my trousers and pants and stroking myself. I was so embarrassed but had my body facing the car window so no-one could see. I was practically dancing in my seat and my face was screwed up. My bladder was hurting and I was getting concerned. Finally we pulled into the driveway of a very posh house. It turned out to be the church minister and his wife and they invited us all inside. My cousins were hugging them and so excited and I was standing there crossed legged hoping someone would say hello to me so I could ask quietly if I could use their bathroom please! While I stood there I felt a few drops leaking out of me and I had to suddenly shift position to try and stop myself peeing myself in a posh house in front of family and strangers. They had set up this sort of snug/TV room for us all and laid on a bit of a spread with sandwiches, juice, cakes etc. We all got comfy and I found myself sitting at the end of the sofa closest to the ministers wife who was on a large arm chair knitting. They turned on a TV and put a movie on which I have no idea what it was as all I could think of was the fact I was about to wet myself! With all the chatter and the noise of the movie I muttered to myself ‘I need the toilet so bad’ but no-one seemed to hear! Why could I not just admit I was bursting to pee and ask to use their bathroom?? Instead I sat back in the sofa and crossed my legs tightly. I was sat bolt upright and must have looked so uncomfortable. There was a small coffee table beside me and the ministers wife reminded me politely that I had a glass of juice and snacks I could have. Just looking at the glass of juice was making me so nervous. I picked up a sandwich and politely ate it though all I wanted really was a bathroom break. My bladder was aching now as I had been holding for almost two hours and not been to the bathroom for over five hours. I shifted about and tightened my muscles all I could. I even slipped my head between my crossed legged desperately longing to finger myself as the closer I got to wetting myself the more turned on I got! The noise settled as everyone else finally started to watch the movie. I tried watching it but I could not focus on anything other than the fact I was about to burst! I took a deep breath and said really quietly ‘Excuse me please, could I use your bathroom.’ Unfortunately right at that moment the movie had a loud part which completely drowned out my whisper and no-one responded. I could feel the tears behind my eyes as my urethra was pounding so hard against my vagina, my pussy lips were swollen beyond belief, my clit was rock hard and I was so wet and open. For a second I froze as a spurt leaked out just as my urethra pushed down for the millionth time that night. I could not take this a second longer. I swallowed hard, put my head down to avoid eye contact and almost cried out, ‘Please please could I use your bathroom. It’s quite urgent’ And right at that point I stood up as another drip leaked.... As I stood there, vulnerable, dripping and blushing I could feel my entire body shaking. I had reached the point of no return and if I was delayed more than a minute longer I would flood the room with hot steamy fluid! Without so much as lifting her eyes from her knitting the ministers wife said ‘of course! Up the stairs, third on the right.’ What? In a property the size of this and they had no downstairs loo? How was I ever going to make it upstairs? My urethra was pushing against my wet pants now so fast it was like a steam train about to crash. I HAD to pee. I HAD to. I jammed both hands instinctively between my legs, put my head down in utter embarrassment and bent over. Now to find this heavenly longed for place when I could relax, open myself up fully and explode like a waterfall at the edge of a cliff. My hands could feel my trousers were already damp now and I needed every ounce of energy I had to keep myself from just surrendering to my own body, allowing it the precious release it needed and relaxing into the inevitable. I knocked the room door closed with the back of my foot, leaned against the old Victorian hallway and fell back against the wall. Here was I, in my late teens, an everyday girl with shoulder length dark brown hair, navy trousers, a flowery cream and navy blouse on, deep brown eyes and breasts that only just jutted out more than my overfilled and bursting bladder. My eyes filled with tears as my knees bent and my back fell against the cold wall as I grasped myself between my legs for dear life. Finally I could undo the top of my trousers as I tried to stop myself from the inevitable, bursting open for all to see and hear! I slid one hand inside my trousers, inside my wet and warm pants and grabbed my pee hole with my fingers for all I was worth. How had I got to this state? Why was I simply unable to ask to go earlier? Now I had taken myself to a totally extreme situation where not only was I about to wet my clothes but I was also so incredibly close to having a sexually public experience in the hallway of a ministers house! What was I thinking? I saw the stairs and made a run for it...well running with open trousers, wet pants, a body bent over, a bladder sloshing about and a finger inside your leaking pussy is a site to behold I can tell you! With my free hand I held onto the railing and willed myself to hold another second...and another...and another... The tears dropped from my eyes in sequence with drops from my urethra onto my hand. I was beyond bursting and if anyone saw me I knew I would just let go. My heart was pounding, my skin sweating, my vagina screaming. Each step up those stairs was both painful and orgasmic as each drop ran down my inside leg causing electric shocks right through me! The third door seemed like an absolute eternity away. I was past being dignified. I was past holding back now. As I reached the light coloured carpeted landing I kicked my trousers off then and there. (My shoes had been removed when I came in so I only had my socks on). It didn’t even cross my mind how I would manage to come back for them or what if they were found. This was an emergency and I could not have them getting any wetter. The gusset of my flowery cotton pants was so wet and warm so as I continued to struggle on I used my spare hand to pull them down too. So here I am staggering along a hallway naked from the waist down in someone’s house with hot sexy pee running out of me despite all I could do to prevent it! One drip on the carpet. And another. Where was this door? Where was the bathroom I so desperately, longingly yearned for? Finally I came to the third door, pushed it open, and tore my hand away as I ran dripping and panting for the toilet. I turned and tried sitting down just milliseconds before a torrent of hot streaming release escaped me. It was pouring out of me so fast before I even had time to rest my bottom on the seat. I was shaking, crying and laughing all at the same time! I rested my bum cheeks on the cold plastic seat and finally relaxed as hours and hours of build up finally took its toll on my whole body. My head tipped back, my eyes closed and my mind taken to a place of utter relaxation and peace finally. This was a needed pee. This was a never needing climax that was heavenly indeed. The speed at which my body released that day was second to none. The amount of liquid, the intensity and the feelings of total release have yet to be repeated. I could not control what was happening to me. The bathroom door was wide open, I could be watched, heard or touched by anyone and I could not have cared. I was in another realm altogether, in another world, where all that mattered was getting this climax, this release. For all I could not say a word earlier about my need to pee all of a sudden here in the bathroom, alone, naked from the waist down with my discarded damp clothing in the hallway outside, I could not keep quiet. ‘Ah, ah, ah’ ‘Oh, oh, oh’ ‘This...is....heaven’ I screamed as my entire body pulsated with release, passion and ecstasy. The urine kept on coming in waves, mixed with so much mucus that ran out of me uncontrollably. Time stood still as my body reached its ultimate high. Then I sat there, suddenly aware that this went beyond peeing. Suddenly aware the door was open, I was half naked, exposed, spent and fulfilled in every sense of the word. It took over a minute before I was able to regain any sort of composure. I wiped my tired running pussy with paper. It sent more shivers throughout my body but I couldn’t go there again. I was exhausted but oh oh so happy. The tears in my eyes now were those of pure delight, happiness and peace. Whatever had just happened to me was something incredibly special, wonderful, heavenly. I flushed the toilet, washed my hands and yawned. I was spent. Fully and utterly.
  10. rfthawne

    Lost at the Party

    First time story poster here! This is actually a multi-part story I wrote for a now inactive user named Rick Dixon. He disappeared before I could send him the final copy, but he had previously given his permission to post it here and make the changes to it that I'm going to make. Hope you all enjoy! ---------- "Darla stop fidgeting your legs like that. You look like a little kid who has to go potty," Darla's mom said, giving her a judgemental look as she took a sip of her coffee. "Ew Mom, that's gross," Darla replied, suddenly aware of how obviously she had been jiggling her legs and making an effort to hold them still. "Its just the caffeine from the coffee making me antsy." "Be that as it may, try not to embarrass me in front of your uncle's family. He was nice enough to invite us to this luncheon with all his neighbors. There's even some cute boys here. You'd hate to have an accident in front of a potential boyfriend." "Mom I don't have to pee, just drop it ok?" Darla than took a sip of her own coffee to try and seem casual, a sip which she immediately regretted as the liquid seemed to speed straight to her bladder. Despite her protests to the contrary, Darla did have to pee. Quite desperately in fact. She didn't know her cousins or their neighbors that well, so when she and her mother arrived she had mainly stayed with her, sipping coffee or wine and chit chatting about nothing in particular. Darla had even had a mild urge to pee when they first arrived several hours ago, but had thought it no problem and figured she could hold it until they left. She had always been a little shy about using a stranger's bathroom. Darla thought she'd still be fine if it hadn't been for when her mother had stepped away to gossip with Darla's aunt, leaving Darla alone at the table to drink two cups of coffee rather than make awkward small talk with strangers. Well that coffee, along with the the glass of wine and a coffee when they first arrived and the two coffees since then were now demanding to be released and Darla wasn't sure how much longer she could put off a trip to the bathroom. ---------- Blake had been friends with Darla's cousin John since they were in middle school, close enough that they were practically brothers and despite living several miles away now he had still been invited to her Uncle's luncheon. John would often joke that he and Blake knew everything about each other, which amused Blake because there was one thing John certainly did not know: that Blake had a major pee fetish. All his life, ever since puberty he had found himself deeply aroused by the thought of a woman having a full on accident in public, humiliating herself for all to see. While he had watched a lot of porn, he had never seen an accident in person, and he was becoming quite desperate to, even going so far to have a basic plan for what to do if he saw signs of desperation from a hot girl at a party like this. He had high hopes he would get to use that plan today because he had seen Darla bouncing her legs up and down and suspected he knew why. He hadn't seen her use the restroom yet, and he had seen her drink plenty. From where he sat he could take in the full sight of her. Shoulder length dark brown hair worn behind her ears to show off her tan complexion. A body that showed she was in shape but not intimidatingly so. Perky, full sized breasts that showed a respectable amount of cleavage under her green tank top. Tight tan pants that had showcased her full sized butt perfectly when she had walked to get more coffee. Designer flip flops that bounced up and down as her leg began to jiggle again. "Oh yes," Blake thought, "she's got to go bad." Suddenly he saw her stand up, and once she had stepped away from her table he watched her give a frantic look around the room before biting her lip and walking towards the front of the house; the opposite direction from the bathroom. "Now or never," Blake muttered, ready to put his plan into action. He set off after her, making sure to swing by the bathroom and get things prepared first. ---------- Darla had only just noticed her leg jiggling again when suddenly a quick bladder spasm caused her to suck in her breath and clench her bladder muscles tight. "This is bad," she thought. "I need to pee now before I have an accident in these pants. Ooo I wish I'd worn the black ones instead." She pushed her chair back from the table and stood up, barely resisting the urge to grab her crotch like a preschooler. "Mom I'm going to go take a walk around the house, see if I can spot one of those cute guys you mentioned." She gave her mother a cute smile which earned her a nod of approval, then began to make her way towards the exit. After she had taken several paces and put at least two tables between herself and her mother she allowed herself a quick squeeze of her crotch from a hand she stuck in her pocket. Luckily most people in the dining room seemed too engrossed in conversation to notice her. She bit her lip as she frantically looked around, trying to decide where in her Uncle's estate the bathroom was. This was getting bad. Already she could feel a second spasm coming just from the few steps she had taken. "Think Darla, where would it be? Gotta be by the front door right?" Giving herself a second squeeze and leaving her hand in her pocket just in case, Darla set off for the front of the house. Reaching the entryway, Darla hurried to the only door she found, desperate for relief. Twice more on the walk here she had had to grab her crotch in order to prevent any leaks, the spasms becoming increasingly insistent. She had a hard timestanding still as she reached for the door knob. "Thank God," she muttered as she threw open the door. Her joy turned to anguish in an instant though at what she found: a coat closet. "Shit!" she exclaimed, her hands flying down to her crotch as the most powerful spasm yet rocked her body. She clenched with all her might, but even then a brief squirt escaped into her thong underwear. Tears began to form in her eyes. "No please no," she muttered, "please don't let me wet my panties, not here, not now!" ---------- Blake silently moved into the entryway, relieved to see Darla still there and squirming through a major potty dance. He had hoped she wouldn't have moved on, but it had taken him longer than he had expected to convince John's mother that her makeup was running and she needed to reapply in the only downstairs bathroom. "As much warpaint as she puts on," he thought, "she should buy me 20 minutes easy." At the time he had hoped that was enough, but seeing the state Darla was in he knew it was plenty. He was still trying to figure out how to approach her when suddenly he heard her start muttering, pleading with some higher power to help her not wet her panties. He took that as an acceptable cue. ---------- "I'm sorry for intruding, is everything ok ma'am?" Blake asked. Darla nearly jumped out of her skin at his sudden appearance, immediately bending at the waist and clutching her crotch for dear life as she did so. Luckily she didn't think she squirted this time. Turning, she saw Blake standing there in black jeans and a red button up shirt. Her face turned beat red. "Oh um yes, everything, everything is fine," she said, badly trying to seem casual as she squirmed and grasped herself in the entryway. "I was just looking for the..." "The toilet? It is actually on the other side of the house, sorry. Would you like me to show you?" Darla's face turned even more red, stinging tears returning to her eyes. Here she was a 26 year old woman holding herself like a three year old in front of this handsome stranger who was offering to show her to the toilet like she was a kid. "Just directions are fine, thanks." Darla was barely able to keep the shake out of her voice. "You sure, it's no trouble at all. I know how confusing this house can get," Blake replied with a chuckle. "I'm sure," Darla nearly snapped, as her desperation overwhelmed her embarrassment and decorum momentarily. "Ok, my apologies, you're clearly in some distress. Just go down this hallway and turn right before the dining room. Take your second left and the bathroom is the third door on the right. Figured you'd want a path that avoided the crowd," he said with a wink. "Thank you," Darla replied, having managed to regain at least a semblance of control. She shakily walked out of the entryway, managing to resist the nearly overpowering urge to hold herself as she did so. As she made her way down the hall and out of his sight she stopped resisting, her right hand darting into her crotch and holding on for all it was worth while her left she used for balance as she tried to keep her legs as tightly pressed together as possible. The crotch of her thong still felt wet from her quick burst, but nothing felt like it was showing on the outside of her pants. She silently prayed that that brief leak into her panties would be the only one. Inside her bladder felt like it was turning into a small boulder, rock hard against her waistband as the liquid within demanded release.
  11. OmarashiLover1

    Mojikue v1.4 (full release)

    Version 1.4

    728 downloads

    Its finally here! The full release of Mojikue at last. It is untranslated obviously.

    Free

  12. Canticle Natura

    NoMaKo: An Omorashi Tale

    Version 0.4.5

    1,563 downloads

    Disclaimer: I am not the developer of this game, only uploading it here on his behalf. You can get in contact him through the tumblr links posted in this description. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (Paraphrased) From the developer's blog (https://nomakodev.tumblr.com/): "NoMaKo is an omorashi RPG. If the term “omorashi” is alien to you, then this probably isn’t your type of game! It’s usual turn based RPG action with adventures to be had, dungeons to be travelled through, and many puzzles to solve. All while drinking to recover HP and MP and having to deal with the bladder need of the characters who are animated with progressively more desperate squirming. If this need isn’t handled, well… laundry can be done at any inn! Design is intended to not be frustrating: running is always successful, no missing, KO’d party members still receive EXP, etc! A unique feature compared to other RPGs of this type is the ability for characters to learn to push themselves further with holding. After an accident or using the toilet when beyond their limit, the character’s holding ability will permanently grow slightly! This can be seen on their status page. This demo’s playtime is estimated to be around 4-6 hours. It’s not encrypted, so if you have RPG Maker VX Ace, you may totally open the project and snoop about. I want to see more omo games, so I hope to show off how I did things so others may follow! Look through the common events and look in the scripts file and see the modification I did to the Actor script to add the omo system. Please enjoy and leave feedback if you wish! I hope you enjoy your adventure with Noelle, Maple, and Kora! Known Issues Windows 10 users, there is an issue with crashing. Among testers, consistently it was found that anyone who had the game crash occasionally at battle start up was running Windows 10. Don’t know why! So right click the game, set properties to Windows 7 compatibility and save often! Might help. FIXED IN 0.3.2. Also, sometimes desperation/wetting notices may be triggered just as you change screens, with the changing of screen interrupting it. A minor annoyance, but not really a big problem!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So in essence, NoMaKo is a newcomer to the Omorpg scene. I have played through it and, in my opinion, it is a fun, light-hearted adventure that is reminiscent of older JRPGs. Some of it's features include: -Unique battle sprites and animations for all three of the playable characters (including different desperation stages and wettings). -The ability to increase the size of each character's bladder by having them hold to their limits. -An interesting take on RPG gameplay as well as a plethora of puzzles. The RPG Maker VX Ace RTP is required to play it, more information and updates on the game can be found on the developer's tumblr: https://nomakodev.tumblr.com/ If you enjoyed it please give the creator a note, I'm sure they will appreciate it!

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  13. Hi, so, you may or not have seen me around and if you have checked my profile you might know that I didn't want to post any drawings because I didn't want to use the characters I had already created (which are intended for comedy and action at some point in the future), the simple solution I came with is to create more characters specifically made for this site and fetish, so don't expect them being mentioned or shown in my other drawing place (https://www.deviantart.com/bombality). So, that being said, my original idea was to present those characters and and end the post with an example of how I was going to be using them but I can't seem to get that example to feel right, so I've decided to show the example first and get feedback on what may be wrong. In case the idea is not clear it's supposed to be a girl about to wet herself, she is not pregnant, that's her bladder bulging making her look like that. Since I already switched the order I was going to do things my next post in this topic will depend on the answers I get (I might even delete it if I get none), also feel free to ask any questions.
  14. I've been gone for a little while and have delayed some other request but I'll be getting back on them soon! I haven't been completely inactive in terms of art, but drawing the comics was draining while also going to summer school for art. I decided to make this thread (Not for requests, yet) to post stuff I work on outside of my comics thats omorashi/lewd related. First one is a bit of an experimental gif I drew for the same OC I use for most of my comics (2 of 3, not very impressive). In the future I might transition my comic posts to this one since the title of my original thread is misleading, but for now it'll be used for the purpose stated above. If anyone who requested a comic from me sees this feel free to pester me on discord (Gabbr#0080) or in my inbox on this site! I left off in the middle of making a comic, and you know who you are and I'm sorry about that. I'll be getting back on it soon. For now please enjoy the brief gif!
  15. This is my FIRST interactive fanfiction, and I’ve been actually wanting to try it out for a while! Here are some bios to get you acquainted. Name: Maria Kuvaeva Nicknames: Masyanya, Moxxie Gender: Female Preference: Pan Age: 30 Bladder Capacity: 850 ml Personallity: Tomboyish, sassy, quirky, humourous Name: Alexander Trofimovich Nicknames: Hyrundel, Boar Gender: Male Preference: Straight Age: 27 Bladder capacity: 1000 ml Personallity: Lazy, dumb, lovable, Name: Anton Nicknames: Lokhmaty, Shaggy Gender: Male Preference: Gay Age: 25 Bladder Capacity: 500 ml Personality: Air-headed, nerdy Hyrundrel Lokhmaty Masyanya
  16. Despholder

    Any bladder torture ideas?

    I love holding it until my bladder is bulging and rock-solid and try to keep it like that as long as I can. I enjoy desperation a lot and like pushing myself to the extremes. What ideas do you have / things you have tried to do on a really bursting bladder to make matters even worse whilst struggling to keep it in? Feel free to use your imagination :-)
  17. Another story about me. This time I was in my twenties. I had several jobs one of which was cleaning the communal areas of flats. This one day I had two four storey blocks in one town and 8 three storey blocks in another town to do. I had to carry the hoover and all the cleaning stuff with me and always had bottles of water as the flats were so hot. As I was hoovering the stairs in the first block of four storey flats I felt the need to pee a bit but as there was nowhere to go I carried on. It was thirsty work carrying the hoover up and down all the stairs to plug and unplug it all the time then back up the stairs to polish the banisters and wipe all the sills down. By the time I had sprayed air freshener at every level on the first block I had drank a bottle and a half of water. I moved next door to the second block and had to do it all again. I was sweating so had to keep stopping to drink more and I could feel my bladder filling more and more. I was dancing a bit with Henry the hoover and jigging about as I cleaned but as I was so hot I still had to drink. Finally I was finished at the first town after an hour and had to head the twenty minute drive to the next town. Once I sat in my car to drive I had to concentrate on driving so the need seemed to settle down. I should have stopped off at a supermarket to pee but where is the fun in that? So I drove on not thinking I had nearly two hours work left and nowhere to pee. The flats in the second town were smaller but had a bigger landing so more hoovering. I was dancing and crossed legged as I hoovered and polished and I hoped there was no cctv watching me. By the time I got to the third block of flats I was so bursting to pee. I actually recall sticking the hoover tube between my legs to help me hold at one point! I tried to clean as quick as I possibly could and had to get into my car to move to the blocks behind the ones I had done. I remember sitting in my car with both hands between my legs thinking I could not possibly hold and clean much longer but I could not drive either! I was so full! Those last four blocks were a sight to see! I pee danced openly as I cleaned and moaned and openly said stuff like ‘god I am gonna piss myself any second’ I often wonder if anyone in the flats could hear me? I longed to open the hoover and sit on Henry and pee inside him!!!! I was leaking and dripping and by the time I finished it was dark and raining again. I sat in my drivers seat and pissed my pants so hard. It was orgasmic!
  18. Pulled over at a local park where the portapoy was occupied and I immediately lost control only to barely make it home and pee my pants again trying to go inside! My poor boots and socks were so drenched! Wait til you see how much pee comes out of them!! It's crazy!! https://clips4sale.com/131081/wet-scarlet/cide25d1c4a2117a5e3c0e2fb569c
  19. Mbgpeelover

    female The day I peed in a shoe box

    Over the years I have voided my bladder in lots of different places from aeroplane toilets, to outside, from buckets to pristine posh toilets in stately homes. This is the story of the time I was once forced to pee in a shoebox! It happened one evening in December last year. I had some friends and family around and despite finding some aspects of peeing rather sexy I am also very pee shy. I find it very embarrassing to excuse myself to use a toilet...even my own! I live in an older style house with just one bathroom upstairs. I was drinking mostly soft drinks and the odd glass of wine and laughing with friends. There had been people in my house for several hours at this point and I hadn’t used the bathroom since around lunchtime. I reasoned with myself that I would just hold until people left as I always did. Making snacks, pouring drinks and heating food meant I was mostly in my large kitchen which is a room on its own. While guests did come into the kitchen they didn’t always stay so as my need to pee continued to grow I was able to cross my legs, lean on the counter and even pee dance slightly. With the holiday season and work and school not on people seemed in no hurry to leave. By ten pm my house still had quite a number of guests. By now I should really have just swallowed my pride and slipped out and upstairs to the loo. I am my own worst enemy though and the very thought made my face flush with embarrassment. Outside I (hopefully) still looked the epitome of professional host whist inside my body was fighting a huge battle! My muscles were tense, my urethra pounding against my cotton knickers and my vaginal lips were tingling. My breasts became sensitive to touch and my bladder was looking and feeling distended. It was getting to the point I would need to overcome myself to stay decent but I convinced myself people looked like they would be leaving ASAP. By 10:30 a few had started to leave but now I felt it would be even more obvious if I left to pee. Everyone would know exactly where I was going and my dignity could not cope with that. With no more food to prepare and less drinks flowing I had to mingle more out with my kitchen which meant trying to hold a very full bursting bladder among others. I quickly found an empty seat and sat down crossing my legs tightly. It was a hard wooden dining table seat which meant I could sit upright keeping my muscles tense. My whole body was screaming at me to go to the bathroom urgently. My toes were curling, my knees bouncing, my thighs clamped tight, my hips swaying, my legs tightly crossed, my muscles tightened, my bladder aching. Even the top half of my body was telling me to ‘pee now!’ With my nipples hard and erect, my face grimacing, my neck tensed. It was taking my entire body to hold. My bladder was so full I looked pregnant! Without conscious awareness I had started rocking as I spoke to people. My hands intermittently going between gripping the seat of the chair to pushing between my legs to ease the pressure. I’m sure people must have known or even been enjoying my movements but I was thinking I should stop being stupid at this point and just use the toilet I so urgently needed. Then I realised as the last few people started to leave that I should really be social and ‘see them out’ by standing up. But God I was so ready to wee it was painful now. I was also highly aroused but more than anything I HAD to release my bladder. It took three attempts at standing before I could do it without wetting. I had lost all professionalism now and I was bouncing from foot to foot. I was utterly mortified when my friend hugged me at my front door as she kept saying to her partner ‘we’d best go Harry and let Mary get to the loo. She looks frantic!’ Harry winked at me but followed his partner to the car. ‘Oh my God I am beyond desperate!’ I said to myself the second the door was closed. My hands were between my legs now as I tried to make it upstairs without wetting. I somehow made it and pushed at the door with both hands wedged between my legs as pee was dripping into my undies in preparation of sitting on the pan. But the door was locked! I hammered on the door so frantic to pee I had completely forgot my own partner at the time may also have felt too embarrassed to use our own loo or been too busy socialising he too could have been bursting. He shouted back ‘sorry love. Been holding my poo for ages and had to come quick. I’ll be as quick as I can!’ I ran into my room, stripped off my tight jeans and blouse and jumped on my bed with just my white lacy bra and matching knickers on. I knelt down with one hand inside my knickers stroking myself and the other helping me balance. I was right on the edge of pissing everywhere and the only way I knew to help get through the next few minutes was to masterbate and hope it staved off the urgency. I grabbed my toy and even inserted that in the vain hope having an orgasm would prevent my pee escaping. I was shaking now both with pee urgency and being so aroused. As I inserted my metal vibrator in and out quicker and quicker I could feel my muscles contracting and as much as I was enjoying the feeling I began panicking when I felt urine seeping through past my toy. I was leaking and about to burst my full contents of my bladder onto my bed. I pulled my vibrator out quickly and bend over the side of my bed where I kept some shoes under my bed. I had no time to do anything else as droplets of warm pee ran slowly down my inside legs. I tipped out a new pair of high heel shoes onto the floor and grabbed the cardboard shoe box like my life depended on it. I knelt over the box as a huge sudden gush of warm almost clear urine poured quickly into the cardboard show box. There was a short pause before my body suddenly shook with such intensity I wasn’t sure if I was climaxing or just shuddering with sheer and utter extreme pee desperation. Either way as I shook my urethra relaxed, my vaginal swollen lips parted willingly and my Kegal muscles pushed with such a ferocious force I almost lost my balance. My eyes closed, my body frozen, my whole being releasing to the moment. Water flowed out at high speed into that box swirling around the corners and slashing into the centre. Filling and filling at a steady and intensely satisfying speed until my body felt it had had it’s time. The stream eventually slowing, my busy finally relaxing, my whole being able to finally breathe. As the reality hit I knelt there in complete shock. I was kneeling on my bed in just my pants and bra with my pants down to my knees with a cardboard shoe box wedged between my legs full of warm foaming pee. What sort of woman does that? What sort of professional female finds herself in this situation? I stared at the shoe box in disbelief and shock as I heard the toilet door finally open and my partner shouting ‘the bathroom’s free now if you still want to use it?’ I moved the shoe box to my bedside cabinet while I unhooked my dressing gown from my bedroom door, pulled it around me and hid the shoe box inside like some dirty secret. I emptied the contents down the toilet quickly, splashed my face with cold water to calm myself down and washed my hands. I then stood on the box to fold it down and crushed it into the bathroom bin. Every time I see a shoe box I think if that day and tell myself it won’t ever happen again. The problem is no-one can guarantee that can they?
  20. Isn’t it strange how we are all innately shy about asking to use someone else’s bathroom? I mean we all know they have one, we all need to go regularly yet there seems to be some social taboo about asking to use someone’s smallest room for what is a necessary daily function. On the other hand that creates a few scenarios that lovers of desperation, like us, can enjoy. It also means that I fondly remember each and every time anyone has asked to use my bathroom. Here are a few of those events: My church friend. Elizabeth was a regular at my house. By regular I mean every two or three days. She wasn't working and was lonely and rather much the clingy kind of person who comes a little too often and stays longer than you might prefer. Even so it was still rare for her to ask to use the bathroom and she did live just five minutes walk away so I guess there was never really a need. She was, however, comfortable enough to regularly put the kettle on and help herself to biscuits! One afternoon though I was busy doing housework in my kitchen when I heard the doorbell. I wasn’t expecting anyone and I was sure for once it would not be Elizabeth as she was a single parent of two young kids and school was due out in about 15 minutes. I made my way through the kitchen, through the living room and out to the front door. The set up of that house was rather unusual in that the only bathroom was downstairs and right opposite the front door! As I had been washing floors etc the door was wide open to allow the floor to dry. I opened the door to find Elizabeth standing there with one hand frantic between her legs, jumping up and down, bent over, jiggling about from one foot to the other and generally looking like she had not used a bathroom in so long she was about to flood my front garden and porch! I had never in my life seen her in such a state. Despite it being absolutely obvious what she may be wanting by calling at my door I acted shocked and ignorant as she continued to try and stay calm and tell me what she wanted. She danced frantically about with one hand between her legs, quickly followed by both hands there as she said she had been visiting a friend at hospital then had to get a bus back and she had been on the bus almost half an hour so bursting for the toilet and that she was running late to pick her kids up but she was passing my house and just absolutely, urgently, so desperately HAD to find a bathroom as she needed to pee so so bad it was dribbling down her legs! Of course I stood to the side and watched as she hobbled into the toilet that she had been facing all that time and I just stood there listening as she kicked the door shut and peed for over two minutes! Of course when she came out I offered to run her in my car to get her kids as they were only 5 and 8 and I was concerned about them getting out of school with no-one there for them! She came out so relieved yet so embarrassed looking and from then on she came to visit a little less often. The salesman This was in the same house. It was number 113 and was the very last house in the street. Behind the house was a huge grass area that lead to another housing estate and there were pathways leading in several directions. While it may have been the last house in the street it was a semi-detached house on a corner with a crescent running along perpendicular to the main one we were on. The main road was at the opposite end of the street so any salesmen, postmen, or delivery drivers etc always started at the main road entrance and worked their way into the scheme. After my house you had a dead end so you would have to do an about turn to head out again. I loved the quietness of that end of the scheme and it meant I had the biggest front corner garden with a huge front drive compared to everyone else. Anyway, as I said, anyone targeting the houses for sales or religion or so forth would have been doing so for several hours before they got to my house. One evening I was sitting watching TV in my lounge when I could see two people walking down my drive. It was still just daylight and I was home alone. I was not concerned at all about opening the door back then so when the bell rang I got up and went to open the door. I knew they were salespeople of some sort but I didn’t like to be rude and guessed they had been out for a while by this time of night so at least decided I should hear them out. They had a well rehearsed speech going on between them both and what seemed like a genuine rapport. What I did notice right away though was that one of them, a young man in his twenties with neatly trimmed hair, smart suit trousers, a shirt, tie and company issue waistcoat on, seemed very distracted. He was looking around the back of my house, looking at a tree beside my porch lots and shifting about from foot to foot. I wondered if he perhaps had a rather full bladder but I was soon to find out for definite. The two of them continued on with their well worn sales pitch but this one gent was seemingly struggling more and more. He was stepping on and off my small porch like some sort of rhythmic dance and then pausing to cross his legs then start the up and down the step routine again. He then leaned on my porch and tapped his foot rhythmically up and down, all the time spouting out about double glazing or roofs or whatever he was trying to sell me. Finally after about 15 minutes their pitch came to an end and they asked if I had considered whatever it was blah blah and would I like a quote for this or that. To be honest I was far too transfixed by mr handsome who was making me very horny with his desperation dance on my doorstep and the only thing I wanted to do was delay them to see what might happen next! I am sure the site of my bathroom door opposite with the obvious door sign saying ‘bathroom’ was taunting him even more too. I couldn’t resist saying I HAD been considering those new windows, or whatever and they really were making me think that my current set up was long due a rethink. I never buy from sales people at my door but there was no harm in chatting to them just a little longer now was there? I was so turned on now. My nipples were hard and erect, my pussy lips were swollen and moist and my body was so responsive. The man in front of me was dying for a pee, he was handsome, same age as me approximately and driving me wild. Of course I knew there was only so long they would stay and then they began their closure of taking my details, address and so on. My porch had a small wall to lean on so the bursting boy was trying to write my details down leaning on this tiled area. By now he was really struggling and as he leaned slightly forwards and down he slid one hand in front of his trousers in hope the porch wall would hide him and he was clearly holding himself as he jigged and bounced his legs. His colleague was asking me the relevant questions as desperate salesboy tried holding back his bladder and writing simultaneously. I smiled as his colleague asked if he was ok. A fool could see he was on the verge of peeing himself at a young ladies doorstep while working but the desperate man just moaned back which sent shivers through me. Finally the standing still man asked his utterly desperate friend if there was any questions he had forgotten to ask me to which suddenly the young man turned and faced me, pen and paper abandoned on my tiled porch, both his hands clutching his penis for dear life, bend over and with tears behind his eyes, he looked right into my eyes and asked so politely ‘Could I possibly use your bathroom madam?’ I smiled, looked deep into his eyes and winked at him. ‘Of course, be my guest.’ And I pointed to the door in front. Now to say that man peed would be an understatement indeed! I heard every millilitre come out and the sigh of relief he expressed too. I was almost having an orgasm in my pants! He came out and thanked me and they went on their way. As they walked down my drive I heard bursting boy telling his mate how he had never had to piss like that in his life and that he had started going while writing my details down. I locked the door, drew my living room curtains and masterbated immediately lying on my couch replaying what I had just seen. I never did buy what they were selling but they are welcome back at my door anytime!
  21. Lisk

    [E]Omo SisterS

    Version 1.0

    1,803 downloads

    A mysterious voice in the middle of nowhere... What is it talking about... Why does it sound so important...? I can't remember... Hm? Oh, nevermind. This is another game made by creator of Nyo Time, Kirika-san, and it's another plot-driven story about brother-sister relationships. Except now there's two little sisters! Do what any good big brother character in this kind of game would do: pick one of them, take her on a date and make her wet herself! You can also play this game like a normal date sim - this would probably be the best decision for your first playthrough! So download it - it doesn't even need RTPs, just set your system locale to Japanese (as always, the last screenshot shows you how to do it, so if you start asking about it, I'll eat your soul ^_^) - ignore minor inconsistencies and enjoy the happy world of desperate imoutos! ...Or muster the courage to see things for what they really are. Produced by: Kirika-san Game engine: Wolf RPG Editor

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  22. Ghostblade913

    The space opera of Omorashi

    Hello hello. I’ve decided to take a break from Magical girl Tina the Omorashi Girl And I’ve decided I want to make an interactive. A space opera with romance, danger, aliens, and references. So first before we start the story, how about the characters? I think our space crew should have 3 members; the scientist, the weapon expert, and our captain. Choose their appearance and maybe add a snippet of what their personality is like and we can get this interactive started. Ill choose whatever gets the most votes in whatever amount of time it takes to get this story on the road Thank you and stay thirsty my friends *basic outline I kinda wanna see* Scientist weapon expert captain (captain is main character btw) male/female I need at least one male on female (no male omo though) human/alien (describe alien species please) hair color eye color skin color height build clothing (something spacey please) snippet of personality their personality (can even clash with their role if wanted ) extra details on appearance