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  1. Does anyone know of any video where a main stream porn Star, not someone who specializes in fetish (though they are OUTSTANDING!! And I have no complaints) wets her pants?? A few few that come to mind are Kimmy Granger in a clip where she is walking home and wets herself and leads to sex. Another is with Abella Danger, where another porn actress blocks her from the bathroom and she wets her shorts, then the two proceed to hook up. I was was wondering if anyone knew of any other similar videos out there where a relatively big name actress wets?
  2. Jeffery Mewtamer

    Ojamajo Doremi Interactive.

    So, I've decided to try my hand at interactive fiction, and I've decided to do so within one of my all-time favorite anime. If you've checked out my FF.net(Jeffery Mewtamer) or A3O(Jeffery_Mewtamer) accounts, both of which I believe are linked in my signature, you'll know I haven't done much pure omo-stuff and have written material on a number of fetishes, so I'm fairly comfortable with making this as lewd or weird as the audience wants. I typically check the forums twice daily(morning and evening), and while I make no guarantees, I'll try to write at least one update a day of a few paragraphs length. For those unfamiliar with the show, the premise is basically Elementary School Slice-of-life meets Magical Girls of the cute witch variety. The main girls are Witch Apprentices and the local magic allows them to do basically anything they can think of with a wave of a wand(Poron as they're called in-verse), a non-sensical incantation, and a command phrase, though there are ill-defined limits on what a single apprentice can do without using Magical Stage to combine power with others. They can't, however, use magic openly due to a curse that turns witches called out by humans into blob-like creatures called Witch Frogs. The term Ojamajo is a portmanteau of the Japanese words Ojama(Bothersome, annoying) and Majo(witch) coined in-verse by the girls' mentor to describe her first apprentice. There is a sequel series of Light Novels that take place when the girls are in Highschool and the Witch Frog Curse has been lifted, but I'll probably stick to the Anime portion of the timeline since I'm more familiar with it(the fansubs were halfway though the last season when my vision became too poor to watch fansubs, and I've read the scripts from the episodes I couldn't watch while the translation of the LNs was, last I checked, only about 2/3 of the way through volume two out of nine), and because I'm an unrepentant lolicon. Anyways, on to the first bit of interaction: Which girl should be the initial focus? Doremi Harukaze: Candy Apple Red Hair down to her butt, usually kept in two oversized Odango that resemble Mickey Mouse Ears with Pink eyes. The Title character, clumsy, boy-crazy, drools over steak, and is the self proclaimed unluckiest pretty girl in the world. Made a Witch apprentice after turning Majorika into a Witch Frog, and the reason Majorika coined the term Ojamajo. The neutral/beauty of the original Trio. Hazuki Fujiwara: Brown Hair held in back with an Orange Bow with long side locks in front and brown eyes. Bookish, shy, bespectacled, and terrified of ghosts. Is very down to earth despite being born into wealth. The Femme/Brains of the Original Trio. Aiko Senoo: short blue hair that curls slightly at the ends and blue eyes. Transfer student from Osaka and very athletic. The Butch/Brawn of the original Trio. Poppu Harukaze: Pink hair that sticks out to the sides to resemble feathery wings with pink eyes. Doremi's younger sister, but by far the more mature of the two. Became and Apprentice when she discovered the original three's secret, but never became a full-time member of the Ojamajo team. Onpu Segawa: Purple Hair kept in a short side pony tail that gives her head the shape of an eighth note with Purple Eyes. Originally an antagonist and apprentice to Majorika's rival, she befriended the girls and joined their team by the end of the first season. A famous Child Idol with a fanclub a million strong by the 2/3 mark of the second season. Momoko Asuka: blonde hair kept in a pair of rings and green eyes. Spent much of her childhood in America to the point that she couldn't speak her native Japanese when she was first introduced. Loves baking and dreams of becoming a professional patissiere. Hana Makihatayama: Long, blonde hair in giant twin tails and brown eyes. Originally a newborn witch left in the girls' care, she overloaded her innate magic at the age of 2 to turn herself into a sixth grader so she could go to school with her mamas. Though incredibly smart for her true age, she is incredibly immature for her apparent age and often gets weird looks from classmates even when she isn't being careless with magic. Extremely hyperactive, refers to herself in third person, and often uses honorifics in an unusal manner. Is also a contender for the next queen of the witch world and is practically the crown princess in all but name. One of the Ojamajos' Female Classmates: I'll leave it up to prior knowledge of the series and google fu for those who want to go this route. Note: this series averts anonymous classmates entirely, giving a full 60 student roster for the two classes of the grade most of the Ojamajo are in(and while no as readily available, I hear even Poppu's class has a complete roster). Naturally, I can't guarantee familiarity with every classmate if readers pick one that has only had a single episode of focus. Well, go ahead and vote, and with any luck, I'll have an initial scene with the chosen girl either this evening or tomorrow morning.
  3. Meowth

    Live Action Omorashi

    I've noticed a lot of threads about people holding it, and then posting what is happening to them as time passes. I've decided to consolidate this into a single thread in order to keep the board from getting cluttered. I will keep this short and sweet. Basically, if you're holding it right now and you want an audience, go ahead and post in this thread. Mention things such as your level of desperation and provide as many details as you can. While I would prefer all live action stuff to go in this thread, that doesn't mean you are obligated to do it. If you would rather, you could always hold it, do what needs to be done, and then post a separate thread about what happened. This is subject to change as questions and problems arise.
  4. princesspee27

    female Got Her Into Omo

    So i've been seeing this girl lately who I haven't spoken about yet here, but finally decided to now. She's a big and tall girl with dark red hair and light blue/green eyes. She is very sweet and accepting of me in every way. Even though we only had a few dates, things have been going great between us. We have a blast everytime we are together. But this past weekend something really awesome happened. We went out to dinner, talked about things, laughed a ton and had a few drinks, probably a little too many. When we left, I went to go pee. After all I wasn't about to have an embarrassing accident in front of her, especially since I was drunk. I asked her if she had to go too and she said she was good. We went to go walk around town to walk off our drunken state a bit. At some point in the middle of laughter said grabbed herself for a second and said 'oooo I have to pee'. so I asked her if she wants to go find a bathroom, but she said ehh it can wait. Then we headed for the bus back to my house. Shortly after we sat down on the bus, she told me now she really has to pee, bad. I started to get really aroused and envisioned her losing it and wetting herself. I told her dont worry, we're only 15 minutes from my house. She said it's really bad and she's not going to make it. The second she said those words I absolutely exploded inside. My heart started racing and pounding of excitement. Almost at my stop she looked really scared of peeing herself. She started moaning bouncing and holding herself, and said she can't hold it much longer. I calmed her down and started rubbing her and my arm around her and told her "hey if it happens, don't feel embarrased ok? I wont think any differently of you. We're almost home" and gave her a kiss. She smiled at me big, kissed me back and felt a lot better. Meanwhile, her bladder wasn't at all. She started dribbling on the seat and I saw a slight wet patch on her skirt. We got up to get off our stop, she moaned, grabbed herself hard and drops of pee were hitting the floor. My heart started racing hard again and I turned red. We stepped off the bus to walk. Shortly after she started walking, a steady small trickle was coming out. She stopped and said 'omg no im peeing im peeing' squatted, yanked her skirt up, and let the dam bust open right out in the open. She wailed in relief, not caring she was urinating out in the clear view. The sound of her stream was so loud. My eyes lit up with desire seeing all this pee come out of her. She peed for well over 2 minutes. When she was done peeing I told her "see? that wasn't so bad!" and she laughed and joked about it the rest of the way home. After we washed up a bit, we layed in my bed. I had to come clean with her, and I completely spit it out and admitted my omo fetish. I started out by saying "you know... seeing you pee like that was... kinda hot haha" she laughed and looked flattered. She said she hasn't peed herself since she was 6 years old. Then I told her seeing her desperate and leaking was also really hot, and then she kinda looked confused. I said "Do you know why? I have a confession to make... I have this... umm... fetish... An unusual one... I hope you dont think im a creep but... I get aroused when I uhh... see people desperate to pee and wet thier pants... I used to have alot of pee accidents, I still do today, and it made me develop this fetish. I hope you dont think im crazy" and of course she was extremely accepting of it. She actually wanted to help me enjoy it more, and she agreed to get desperate and pee her pants for me. We went to bed, and we got up the next morning a bit hungover, held in our morning pee, drank lots of coffee and slipped into clothes we didnt care too much about. About an hour or two later we were bursting. We stepped into the bathtub and she said "here we go, are you ready? You go first..." I let go and in a few seconds, the warm pee spread down my jeans making that beautiful hiss noise. She put her hand over my crotch and felt the warm pee gush out. I finished and she said "mmmm I bet that felt soooo good... Here I go now... its coming ahhhh" That hissing gush sounded in her jeans and the pee spread down fast. I put my hand over her crotch and felt her warm pee gush out. When she finished she said "omg that felt SO good... I never knew how good it felt to pee your pants". we threw our wet clothes off, dashed for the bed, and im sure you know what we did next... Then we took a nice hot bath together and spent the rest of the day cuddling in bed watching netflix. The End! Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! 😄💦💦💛
  5. So... I had this idea bouncing around in my mind for quite some time, and now I'm finally getting around to do it First of all, through which girl's eyes should we see this story? (There are actually 7 girls in the team, but consider the other 2 filler characters) (Note: the girl selected will be the main focus for peeing, however, other girls might do it if the circumstances present themselves) Sandra Position: Goalkeeper Personality: Inside the pitch she is a confident player, with trust in her own, and her teammates' abilites. Outside, she acts like the group's mom, always caring and protective. Skill: Goalkeeping: 8/10 Bladder size: 6/10 Melissa Position: Defender Personality: Tough as nails both on and off the pitch, she is a no-nonsense girl who won't take crap from anyone. Skill: Speed 5/10 - Shooting 3/10 - Passing 6/10 - Dribble 3/10 - Defense 9/10 - Strength 10/10 Bladder size: 10/10 Sophia Position: Central midfielder Personality: As the team's captain, she shows composure inside the pitch, acting using her mind and not letting pressure get to her, Outside the pitch, she is cheerful, and always knows just the right thing to say. Skill: Speed 7/10 - Shooting 7/10 - Passing 10/10 - Dribbling 8/10 - Defense 4/10 - Strength 5/10 Bladder size: 5/10 Lucy Position: Winger Personality: So sweet she might give you diabetes, she acts as cute as she looks. However, she can show great determination and commitment when she needs to. Skill: Speed 10/10 -Shooting 6/10 - Passing 7/10 - Dribbling 9/10 - Defense 2/10 - Strength 1/10 Bladder size: 2/10 Camilla Position: Striker Personality: She is the best and she knows it! Smug and confident, this girl never backs down from a challenge, although she miiiiight let it get to her head sometimes... Skill: Speed 8/10 - Shooting 10/10 - Passing 7/10 - Dribbling 8/10 - Defense 1/10 - Strength 5/10 Bladder size: 7/10 So these are the players ladies and gentlemen, feel free to vote away for your favorite!
  6. Babedut123

    Competition

    My bff Megan and I, Have for some time been debating which one of us, could pee the most. Therefore we've had a competition today. The goal was to see who could fill up a gallon sized bottle with urine first. As for a punishment the loser would be forced to wear the same pair of pants for the entire weekend starting next Friday, and not take the pants off no matter what, until next Monday. The race was pretty close, both of us drank like we've never drinked before. After hours of weeing, when we were near the end we both sat on the bottle and tried to pee even though our bladders was pretty much empty. Unfortunately she manged to pee one last time and win. Bitch. But I look forward to get a new story for the next week.
  7. What is your favourite video you masturbate to when watching it. This is mine. https://www.omorashi.org/files/file/1135-awesome-russian-drinking-and-holding/?tab=comments#comment-3647
  8. This is a story. Every joke contains a bit of joke, and every story contains a bit of story. This is, in a sense, my story: I wrote it. It is, in another sense, also my story. But in another, much more important sense, it is not my story. I hope it is not yours, too. This first bit contains nothing omorashi, by the way, but I'll get there. So, the story: I arrived at the University of K. on the twenty-eighth of August. Classes started on the second of September, the first being a Sunday. For now, we were all invited to come and see the colleges, see our dorms, see the city. Most importantly, see your fellow students, make some friends, have some fun. Some of us had quite a way to travel (three hours by train for me), and so the reception started at the entirely reasonable time of two o'clock. I came an hour early, and so managed to avoid the growing queues almost entirely; by two o'clock, they had grown to be half an hour long. The registration queues, not the other kind: maybe it's just my dirty mind, but I think I know what you were thinking. I don't mind, I'd checked to see if any other lines were getting longer, but no such luck. There was free food, on the other hand, and I knew what to do with that that. Jake saw me before I saw him. I was busy getting my third helping and almost dropped my plate when he grabbed me by my shoulders and shouted "Bryan! What're the odds?" It can seem strange these days, to have a good friend and to not know that he's going to the same university as you. We'd been classmates until we were fourteen, when his parents moved for his father's work and after promising to write every day, we exchanged cards at Christmas on prime-numbered years. This was long before Snapchat, before Twitter and Facebook, in the day that being friends took more than two presses of a button. I wasn't a very good friend, but Jake was the best, and somehow, I knew we could make this work again. "When'd you get here? Where've you been?" Jake asked, "Is that stuff free? Come, I met some awesome people!" Precariously balancing my plate and glancing back at the grilled salmon I had been so close to, I let him lead me away. My silent spell was broken, though: we both talked at once, telling of our lives with no constraint or worry for propriety. I told him about my first girlfriend, now ex; he told me about his sweetheart Ruby back home. We used to tennis, and he swore he'd beat me, and I knew he was right---I'd stopped practicing after he left---but told him he had no chance against me anyway. I don't know how we managed to say so much in the short time it took us to cross the room, but by the time we were facing the "awesome people", I felt like we shared something again. We were buddies; he was introducing me as his buddy! "Bryan, these are Thomas and Melissa, they're also planning to do architecture. They're brother and sister, by the way," he said, "Guys, this is Bryan. We've been friends since kindergarten. Bryan, what are you gonna do?" We shook hands (Jake somehow had my food now, and was eating it eagerly), exchanged a round of pleasantries, and they stared expectantly at me. Of course, since he'd asked me a question. "Uh, I'm thinking of philosophy," I said, feeling a little nervous, "But I'm not quite sure yet." I was sure. I had been reading Kant on my way to the university. What I wasn't sure about what whether Melissa would want to be seen with the kind of person who did philosophy. I was no Camus: I wasn't ugly, but I was a little short, a little chubby, and not a little insecure about both. Melissa was half a head taller, had curly blond hair, and was wearing tight jeans and a crop top. She had a laid-back and artistic look to her, and was about as far out of my league as a person could be. Thomas had her curls, too, but he was broad-shouldered and half a head again taller than her. He wore a short-sleeved shirt and well-ironed pants; I'd seen him earlier, but I had assumed he was part of the staff. Even his beard, only just starting to show, was neatly trimmed. Despite my awkwardness, the conversation kicked off, and I was soon having fun. I knew these people wouldn't hang out with me if it wasn't for Jake, but apparently they were willing to do it if it meant they had access to him. We talked of our home towns, of plans for life without parents, of rumors about the area. The nature was said to be nice: K. was built on a mountain lake, with snow caps above and pine forests below. There was volcanic activity in the area, and the ground was always warm from it. I had liked K. from the moment I had first seen it from my train window, and that afternoon we made plans about where we'd go and what we'd see, at least if our studies gave us time to leave the library. The chatter in the hall fell still, and we turned our attention towards the podium. A man had stepped up, elderly and gray. He coughed into the microphone, smiled proudly, and launched into a speech. It was the sort of speech that started with "Before I begin, let me make a few announcements," and ended with "and now, with these little details out of the way, I wish to conclude by wishing you all that the coming year---in fact, the coming three years---of your life be such as you could only wish for!" I could recite it here in its entirety, since the middle contained nothing that was not on the information sheets we had already received, save for the many uses of phrases such as "and one last thing" and "while I still have your attention." I will spare you: of relevance here, he said three things. Those wishing to room together could make groups of five (mixed gender allowed) for this purpose; after seeing our rooms we would be welcome to attend a dinner at the university; and after dinner, we were invited to participate in an exploration game involving the city and its many bars. When I was sixteen, I had tried playing Dungeons and Dragons at my school's "nerdy" club. I had quickly given up on the game, but one memory had stuck with me: the other players, finding a secret scroll or interrogating a captured foe, and discovering the destination of the next quest. You could see the excitement and sense of purpose in their eyes, and this same light I saw burning in our group of four: we needed a fifth hallmate. I saw her. I saw her first. Jake said he'd noticed her earlier, but I don't care. I turned around, looked at the room, and saw the girl I wanted. As a hallmate. As a friend. As whatever she was willing to be to me, as long as I could get to know her. She was wearing a hoodie and kept her hands in her pockets. Her hair, black with greenish tips, didn't quite reach her shoulders. She was nursing a coke and staring into space. I was staring at her, and Jake looked at me, and I think he knew everything. He must have. He gave me a smirk and a nod, and then walked over to her and said "Hi, I'm Jake! My friends and I are looking for a fifth hallmate, you in?" She looked at us three, nodded, and stuck her hand out to Jake. "Lisa," she said, as they shook on it. This is all I can write right now, I'm afraid. I'm sorry I didn't get to the good parts yet, but trust me, they'll be there.
  9. lineenthusiast

    female Jayne brushing sidewalk

    For those who are sweating from the hot humid weather, this should cool ya a little bit. 3a90db1698.480.mp4
  10. Today I had a little fun going out to the movies with friends. It had been a while since I had been to see a movie and I did have one thought on my mind. When I arrived I was feeling a need to go already and had planned to get an extra large coke but as I was already a little desperate I went for a small. I was planning to be squirming by the end of it but didn't want to actually wet in the theater. As the movie was going I sipped on my coke slowly and watched. As the movie went on and on my need was becoming more pronounced and I subtlety crossed my legs. My coke was soon empty and my bladder was getting fuller. I was actually hoping the movie would be longer but as it came to an end I was bouncing in my seat but felt I could hold on a lot longer. I was actually disappointed to see virtually no line in the bathroom. There were plenty of stalls so I would only be waiting behind about two other girls. Instead I decided to hold it and go home. I waved goodbye to my friends wondering if they were noticing me fidget a bit. As soon as got in my car and was no longer visible I grabbed my crotch. I had to go so bad now. I was sure I could make it home in time but it wasn't gonna be easy. As I set off my need suddenly grew and I had to try and squeeze my thighs together carefully. Unable to do much while driving. I think I may have broken the speed limit a bit but I didn't care. I was now regretting my decision to not pee back at the theater. I endured, holding as best I could as I made it home. As I parked my car I leaked a little and gasped, holding my self tightly and telling myself I was nearly there. I waddled out my car to my door, now holding myself as I waddled over. I fumbled in my purse for my keys and stuffed them in lock. My legs now pressed together as fought off another leak. I rushed and straight to the bathroom door. As I grabbed the handle and pushed it refused to budge and as I heard running water from inside. My roommate was in the shower. Now! At the worst possible time! I knew I had to do something. I knew I would wet myself at any moment if I waited. I quickly decided to run into my room and lifted up my skirt. And finally I peed, it went right though my panties and ran down my legs as it splashed on the hard wood floor. I let out a sigh of relief as it burst out of me. As soon as it stopped I basked in the amazing feeling for a bit before reminding myself that I should hurry and hide the evidence. I quickly removed my panties and cast them aside. I got a mop and cleaned up the floor and got in the shower as soon as my roommate was done. She was none the wiser that she had caused me to wet myself.
  11. Hope everyone isn't getting bored of me yet I ended up going a lot this time!!
  12. Anubis

    Flowing Creek

    I haven't ever tried writing an interactive story before, but it looks like it could be fun. A lot of good ones have been posted, so I'm going to give it a shot. It's been a while since I have written anything and I don't have a good track record when it comes to finishing stories, but we'll see how this goes. This story is based on a personal fantasy of mine, but I won't say much more about it because more information will be available later on. Anyway, here we go. *** Flowing Creek You wake up in what looks like some sort of a cheap motel room, to the sound of birds chirping outside. You are facing towards the outer wall, so you can see sunlight coming in around the edges of the curtain over the window. You feel the need to relieve your bladder, but it is still bearable for the time being. For a moment, you allow your eyes to wander around the room before lifting your head off the pillow and sitting up. You look down and realize that you are still wearing your t-shirt, jeans, and socks. The lower half of your body is still covered by the blankets, but you can tell what you’re wearing beneath it, from the feeling of the material on your skin. You are unsure of how long you were asleep, but what you are sure of, is that you have never seen this room before. You take a good look at your surroundings. The walls of the motel room are a milky white and the curtain over the window has a grey and black checkerboard pattern on it. About a meter away from the foot of the bed, directly in front of you, there is a stained, oak dresser that is about two meters wide, and there are only two doors in the room. One of them leads to the outside, but the other one, about two meters to the right of the dresser, leads to what could either be a closet or a bathroom. You get an uneasy feeling about the situation. Where am I? You wonder. Since you are all alone, you try to rack your brain, hoping to remember where you are and how you got there. The only thing you can remember, is going on a mid-summer road trip, with a friend that you’ve known for years. The two of you grew up in Ontario, Canada and went to the same college. You recall traveling through a heavily forested area in Manitoba when you were both caught in a sudden, intense rainstorm. The only other thing you remember is seeing a blinding flash of lightning, but everything after that is a total blank. Right beside you to your left, there is a small bedside table. Sitting on top of it, you find a clipboard with a single sheet of paper on it. Taking hold of it, you notice that the paper contains very personal information about you. There is an ID photo of you in the upper, right-hand corner. In the upper, left-hand corner, there is a line that says that your identification number is FC-05202018. Beneath the photo and your assigned number is everything else about you. What does the sheet say? This will be used for character creation. Include as much information as you like and I’ll fill in anything that gets left out. If any artists would like to create the character’s ID photo, then feel free to do so. This will give me an idea of their appearance, without you having to put all of the info in. General Info Name: Gender: Height: Hair style/color: Eye color: Body type: Age: Personal Info Personality: Interests/Hobbies: Fetishes/Kinks: Sexual Orientation: Breast size (if applicable): Butt size: Bladder size: Holding Ability: Extra Things Underwear appearance: Notable features of outer clothing (If applicable): *** There will be more coming after creating a character. After 48 hours, if there is only one suggestion, that will be your character. If there are more, then the one I like the most will be your character while the second best may be used as the identity for your character's traveling companion on the road trip. This time frame can be extended upon request for any ID photos. Constructive criticism is welcome, if you have any. My goal will be to post a new part to this at least once a week, with 48 hours between each post available for making decisions for where the story will take us, so hopefully we'll have some fun on this adventure.
  13. Hi everyone! Its me, Kozmo! This isn't the next part of Lotto, rather this is an experience I had the other day coming home, due to an unfortunate misunderstanding I had with both my own brain and my scheduling. This will likely be a shorter one, due to the fact that it wasn't really planned out like a lot of my stuff, it just happened due to circumstance. Basically I was at my friends apartment, and had been there since the previous evening. There were a few of us and we had a few drinks. I was in a basic getup, black tank top, denim short shorts, black knee highs, and black and red lacy undergarments. My hair was tied up in a ponytail so I actually got to show off most of my tats, including the one on my upper back. Hardly any of the stuff that happened while I was there actually matters, it was just a lot of alcohol and video games. The things that really matter are as follows 1. I wanted to go home that evening. We had gotten pretty sloshed the previous evening, so this was the wind-down day. To get home from my friends house, I to walk a few blocks to a bus stop, and then ride two busses to get home, with the total ride taking well over an hour, just because I live in an inconvenient spot for bus routes. 2. I wanted to be lewd when I got home. When I get drunk, I get lewd. (Some people take advantage of that and it makes me sad when I wake up the next day but this is not one of those days.) When I get lewd, I usually think about omo. Because my lewdness involves omo, I drink more, which gives me more alcohol sometimes, which makes me lewder, meaning more omo, more drinking, you get the idea. Therefore, my idea was for lewd omo things when I had gotten home, and I had already started filling myself up very substantially with wine and beer looong before I was even due to leave. And perhaps the most important part that you should know heading into this 3. Is that I got the fucking bus schedule wrong. As finicky as I am regarding just about everything in my life, you'd think I'd get that much right. I normally use google maps to double check arrival times, but remember how I posted that status the other day about how I ran out of data? Yeah. I thought it came every hour to that specific spot, :45 on the dot. Turns out there's an hour it skips, for whatever reason. So I leave the apartment, mildly buzzed and needing to pee like you wouldn't believe. I walk my walk, savoring the feeling of the waistband pushing into my bladder, stopping every little bit to knock my knees a little. I had to pee. Emphasis. I thought I had this perfectly timed. By the time I'd get home, I'd be extremely close to bursting, and I could savor the fun. I did make it to the bus stop eventually. I sat down, crossed my legs. I hopped on a discord voicechat via the wifi at the cafe across the street with some friends and tried not to let my voice tremble. The bus would be here in 5 minutes after all. Except it wasn't. And I panicked. Oh BOY did I panic. I almost aborted right there. Almost. But I'm me, and you know how I work. Half of my brain screamed abort, find bathroom. The other half screamed, CHALLENGE ACCEPTED. So I checked google maps, now that I had a wifi spot, and that was when I discovered the bus in question would not arrive for another hour. The duel voices screaming ABORT and CHALLENGE ACCEPTED intensified, and the latter won out. I went to said cafe, sat down outside, and waited. And waited. And trembled and tried not to desperately moan into my earbuds mic on discord. And waited. And then walked to Burger King because I wanted spicy nuggs. Which I got a drink with, because I'm ME. Then I went back and waited some more. It was at this point I was doubting my ability to hold it. I mean yeah I was desperate to pee beforehand, but this was like, advanced desperation. The end might be near desperation. Uncertainty setting in desperation. You know what I mean? I finished my nuggs and my drink and I went back to the bus stop. My walking was as if it was on eggshells, and I was starting to sweat from the effort of holding it. I wanted immediately to be able to sit back down, but luckily I was still in that voice chat so I was able to keep my mind off it at least a little. Then the bus came. I saw it and my brain ticked that my journey home was actually beginning! And I leaked! Shit. I felt a substantial spurt fire out of me almost simultaneously the second my brain registered joy. I didn't have to look to know the denim had been darkened between my legs. But I was at a bus stop. There was people on the bus, there was people getting ON the bus, I sure as hell wasn't going to make a show of guessing. I just got on the bus, kept my legs together as I could keep them, and sat right in the front by myself, and just kept my eyes on my knees, a bead of sweat trailing down my head. I didn't have discord to keep me occupied anymore as I was leaving wifi, and now I was surrounded by people. But I wasn't going to lose it on the bus. I was not. I'm a very eyes on the prize girl. I sat there, I rubbed my legs together, held my purse on my lap, wiggled around, the full half an hour until I had to transfer busses. The bus that was not at the transfer yet. Fuck me, right? So now I'm standing outside on the bus stop, most people have filed out. Mines the last bus out, and my neighbourhood is the last stop. Remember what I said about inconvenient bussing? It actually takes me fucking forever to get anywhere from home, and then back home. Good thing I'm a couch potato. Its cold outside, because now its dark out, good ol' nighttime, and I'm standing on a main street just about to pee my shorts. The reality of that hit me pretty hard, and I leaked again. Not a lil leak. A my face went immediately pale because that's really fucking visible leak. I felt a gush push out of me, soak my underwear, the crotch of my shorts, and trail down my thigh, off my knee, and patter on the ground. I almost lost it right then and there out of the panic that ensued. But eyes on the prize. Its dark, nobody can see. I'm good. You'd think it would be a relief, but honestly it made my need to pee a billion times worse. I held my purse in front of me and dug my hand into that obvious area between my legs as hard as I could. Hold it, hold it, hold it. The bus did eventually arrive, and I went in that side door they have and planted myself in the back left corner. Half an hour left. And boy was that half an hour, I dribbled a bit just about every bump we hit and had to bite my finger to keep from automatically mewling. It sucks being a vocal-while-desperate person when the desperation is in public. This may not seem like much, but our roads suuuuuuuck. Though, I think the fact that it was just dribbles saved my clothes a fair deal, or at least prevented a mess on the seat. I'm not versed in how fabric saturation works, but maybe someone here is. I just figured a looot of dribbles is better than 3 or 4 massive leaks. Eventually we pulled up to my neighbourhood and I got off at my street. I stood there until the bus left, to make sure there was no prying eyes. Walking up my street was torture, because I KNEW I was there. I just had to make this final trek. Step, leak. Step, leak. Step, leak. It was like my foot steps were those pedals you push with your foot on those outdoor sinks at festivals. They weren't huge leaks, but by the time I got to my doorstep my shorts were very wet, front and back. I had glistening streaks all down the back of my legs, and my kneesocks were damp. There was no denying that I had, essentially, very much peed my pants. It was at this point I experienced a phenomenon I read about a lot on the site, but had yet to experience. A literal key-in-latch wetting. I hobbled up my steps, and stuck my key in my front door. It was instant. My brain clicked that I was home. The key in the lock was symbolic. Before I could even turn it, I completely lost control, moaning loudly as I started pissing myself. My shorts literally could not contain it, it poured down both legs and a constant stream straight to the ground between them. I was home safe essentially and the relief was way too much, I fell forward with my head against the glass on my doors window, continuing to let out little gasps as I created a river that poured down my steps. Shorts, socks, shoes, all were beyond saving. I finished emptying myself after awhile, and just kind of stood there, marveling in what had just happened. I was so loopy from the relief I forgot to turn the key and walked into my door trying to push it in. I could hear my shoes squelch. I got in, peeled off my clothes right on my doormat, wiped down my legs with whatever dry part I could find of my shorts so I wouldnt leave a trail on my floor, and hobbled weak-kneed down to my room to enjoy the rest of my evening. I had a lot of free time now, as I had gotten my lewd omo fun I wanted out of the way sooner rather than later. It was a very enjoyable experience, and I hope the rest of you enjoy it as much as I did~ I love you all ❤️
  14. Here is a nice video i found. Peeing while Playing with my Natural Tits and Shaved Pussy - Pornhub.com.mp4
  15. RedFish3000

    Alice's Desperate Saturday

    Hello everyone! Welcome to my first interactive story! This interactive story is a spin-off of a story a wrote some time ago: Alice's Desperate Schoolday, so you might want to check the story to meet the characters better, and see what my writing style is like. So, here's how this interactive story will work. The protagonist will be Alice. She has invited her friends Alex and Tommy to her house to spend the day. However, soon she realizes the toilet is broken. Alex and Tommy don't have any problem going outside, but Alice prefers to hold her pee. You will tell Alice what to do, and can talk to her as well. As for Alex and Tommy, you can't tell them what to do, but you can talk to them, and even see their thoughts if you want to. The only limit is no nudity, whether partial or total. Other than that, I think there's nothing else to say. Let's begin! It's saturday morning, Alice wakes up excited that Alex and Tommy will come to her house to spend the day with her. However, while she thinks of everything she has to do today, she feels a slight twinge in her bladder, reminding her that she needs to take her morning pee. "Well, I'd better go pee. I wouldn't like to end up like last time." She says to herself. However, when she goes to the bathroom, she realizes that her toilet isn't working at all. "Oh no!" she exclaims to herself. "What should I do now?"
  16. AuthorFaust: Short little welcome to Faust's latest interactive! Faust intends on this being a lovely little fantasy story with little trouble one way or the other. One can expect a bit more focus on desperation and lightly silly lewd fun, compared to some hot and heavy scenes, so Faust hopes you can enjoy it anyways. ==================================================================================================================================== In the land of Fantalsia, there were tales of a legendary figure, that united all of the great heroes and heroines of the world to bring about absolute peace between all of the nations...... However, this was but a tale from ages past...Handed down from generation to generation, to foster hope among the people. You knew better, in your current age..... You were old enough to know of the dangers....Of the monsters that plagued the countryside. That there were dark forces afoot, aiming to send everything into disarray at any moment... Things the general populace could not handle.... But similarly, you knew of forces that could combat them.... People, who were blessed with a mysterious marking on their body... Those who had the potential... The potential, to be Heroes. You found yourself pressing into your own town's tavern, where those empowered to fight tended to congregate. Where you could find people who you could rally to your cause, and lead onwards, to victory! .... At least, that's how you always wanted to picture it. You yourself had no such blessing present on your body, and you weren't confident in your own abilities to battle.... But, you did have something that would no doubt make you invaluable..... Since you were young, you were born with special eyes.... Eyes that could read a person with but a gaze. Looking over, you could always find people who had been Empowered, a relative level of their power, their general class of skill, and occasionally a contextual answer to a given question you could have.... As far as you knew, there were no others who could gauge a person's abilities at a glance like you... And, you similarly had seen the differences in figures in much more than just physical appearances... You could pick apart the differences in a group of nearly-identical soliders. Which ones trained their strength a little more... Which ones had sprained an ankle, or were just a bit dumber than the others, without having to ask a single question... You could tell if a person was empowered to utilize magic, or if they were better with their hands than others.. You were the ultimate in scanning, and analyzing.... But, without anyone that trusted to your advice, and listened... You had felt you were but another villager to the higher levels of Heroes. You'd seen a few in levels reaching the Upper 20s pass you by without a second glance...And, the few that you saw in lower digits were either unaware of, or unwilling to utilize their powers, for fear of persecution, or simply lack of self-interest. This all would change today, you had told yourself. You would recruit a group of Empowereds, and make your way across the world..... To go on an adventure!.... ... Well, that was the plan, but you didn't have an actual goal in mind yet. You merely wanted to leave the town, and explore a bit....Test the waters, before you went traveling on an epic journey... You had your life savings in a bag at your side, along with a few supplies you had obtained. Some bedrolls, tents, and a few days of food and drink. You had a hundred gold pieces to your name, and were likely to have to utilize them in this Preliminary mission.... Recruiting your first Empowered. "Let's...see who's in here.." you said to yourself, before finally pushing the door to the tavern open... And glanced inside. ..... Immediately, figures came into view, of different shapes, and sizes come into view. Words, numbers, and details start to flood your view, before you lightly close your mind to it....Focusing instead on the basic details first..... A person's Level, Their Class, and...In this case, a possible, projected price they would charge you to investigate a nearby area. You could see a much more manageable set of numbers appear in your field of view...As you scanned the tavern's patrons. Sitting at a table with a flute of some kind, sits a male with forest green hair, and some muted brown clothes. Above him, is the word 'Bard' and 'Level: 2', with the price fluctuating..... Ordering at the bar, is a slender girl, with lime green hair, and a pointed black hat. You can see the words 'Mage' and 'Level 2' above her head, a '30' above her head as you turn some more.... Apologizing to the owner about something, is a girl with white hair, and a light blue haori... A kimono, that seems to stop just beneath her waistline... You can see a sword at her hip, and a flush on her face as she stammers out... [Blade] and [Level 1] above her head.....A fluctuating price above her head as well... Dealing cards among a group of unfamiliar figures is a woman with long, purple hair, and a generous physique. You can see a few of the others staring at her...sizable bust, but as you glance over, you see [Rogue] and [Level 5] above her head.....And a fluctuating price...but it stumbles above the triple digit mark........ "Hrm..." You'll be able to discern things better when you get closer to one of them.... The question is, who do you approach first? ================================================================================================================================== Choose wisely: Your First Empowered will be your most important. [Who do you approach first?] 1. The Level 2, Dark Green haired Male Bard [Price Fluctuates between 30 to 50 Gold] 2. The Level 2 Lime Green haired Female Mage [Price Fluctuates between 40 and 60 Gold] 3. The Level 1 Silver haired Female Blade [Price Fluctuates between 20 and 40 gold] 4. The Level 5 Purple Haired Female Rogue [Price Fluctuates from 90 to 500 Gold] 5. Sit around, and wait. [More people may show up....Or one may approach you] [Optional: Decide things about yourself] Gender: Are you a Boy, or a girl? Trait: Pick one of the following to have as a [Trait]. [Traits] are discovered by interacting with [Empowered], and may influence [Compatibility] with them. More Traits can be decided as your journey continues.... [Choose one from] [Royal]: A Runaway from Regality, you have a majestic aura about you that compels others to react more strongly to you! For better, and for worse... [Handy]: You're good with your hands, and as such, can maintain and utilize tools effectively for combat, and town-based activities. [Lewd]: You have a naughty mind that resonates well with other lewd minded individuals....But, makes you less appealing to those without the trait. [Gambler]: You love to gamble, and take risks. Higher amounts of payouts from bets, but also more likely to suffer more devastating losses. [Cute]: Your impeccable cuteness melts even the coldest of hearts! [Figuratively]. May lead to potential kidnappings by overzealous admirers of cute. [Outdoorsy]: You are good at doing things out in the open, such as starting campfires, or setting up tents. Are at a loss without materials, or in town areas. Gold: 100 Gold
  17. Wanted to do another hold today and see if I could make it home. I started at work after lunch by drinking a large coffee. I was wearing a light pink blouse with light blue skinny jeans. It took awhile for it to get to my bladder because I just finished lunch and my belly was full. Im a big girl so I eat alot. After an hour or so I started to get a little fidgety, and I kept drinking water every half hour till the end of the work day. By the time I was about to leave, I was bursting pretty badly, and now the big challenge was to make it home without losing it. Getting on the train I started to REALLY regret this plan bad. I was soooooo desperate and in extreme discomfort in front of alot of people. My anxiety started to kick in, and the whole train ride home was absolute pee torture. I started dribbling on the seat and kept one hand between my legs to hold myself and not make it look obvious. Somehow, I actually made it off the train with minimal wetness. The back of my jeans were a bit wet, hopefully no one noticed. Now the walk home I could feel my bladder slowly giving out the closer I got to my house. I squeezed my crotch while I leaked and spurted through my fingers. By the time I got to my house my jeans were fairly wet in between my legs. Once I reached my door and started looking for my keys, I couldn't bear it for another second. My bladder had had enough, spasmed, contracted and forced the pee out. A loud hiss sounded in my jeans from the powerful gush of my bladder giving out. A big jet of pee bursted out of the front of my jeans and I stood outside my door watching my jeans get drenched from crotch to ankles for almost 3 minutes. I went inside, showered, put on something light n comfy and did my laundry. This was my most intense wetting yet! I seriously pushed my bladder stregnth to the limit today. Maybe next time ill actually make it into the house maybe even onto the toilet. Hope you enjoyed, thanks for reading!
  18. Cam Girl is on the phone with her dad and can't hold it. Accident is obviously intentional but is still really hot. If anyone wants to grab it, I do appreciate https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5b3f04e011bfc
  19. Hi guys, lve not been around much, but have still read some great stories.. and last night I had my own, again! Friday was quite a party evening, so Saturday was a lazy morning, then pub lunch with my man. Had a pint of lager with lunch, and a large soda. Walking back hard me I got a text from my friend asking where I was, that we were leaving for beer festival (which I'd forgotten about).. I jumped into my friends car and off we went.. the beer festival was great, tried lots of samples and half pints, then queued for bus home. as we boarded the bus my female friend mentioned that she should have had a wee, and our male friend jumped off the bus and watered the hedge. This was the first time I noticed my bladder being full, but knew I did be ok... getting off the bus my female friend was looking anxious, she said she was very close to wetting. I was about 7/10 so encouraged her to keep walking. She was literally squirming as we walked, our male friend was trying to make her laugh, at one point she stopped and had to squeeze (and whispered to me that she had started weeing a bit, only just able to stop).. we got to the park, but people were around, she was actually shaking at this point.. I suggested she sit on grass and wee in her shorts as she was actually in pain. But the we saw a patch of trees.. she rushed through, pulled down her shorts and started peeing full force. Suddenly my need went from 7.5 to 9.5, hearing her hot piss nearly made me lose it in my jeans. She emerged relieved.. I said that I was getting desperate.. but woul
  20. Victoria jeans wetting.mp4 Victoria pink pants wetting.mp4 Victoria pink polka dot panties wetting 1.mp4 Victoria pink polka dot panties wetting 2.mp4 Victoria red pants wetting 1.mp4 Victoria red pants wetting 2.mp4
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  22. Chapman

    Toilet Wars (Trial Version)

    Version 1.01

    739 downloads

    Where do I even start? This is one hell of an ambitious RPG by a Japanese dev known as Beard. Warning Edit (Glitches I've encountered and how to overcome them): The first glitch, which many of us will encounter due to not being able to read japanese, starts at chapter 3 when we explore the bottom building of the ruined/smelly town south of the catherdal. DO NOT GO INTO THE BUILDING OR YOU WILL GET STUCK. Make a save before entering, then enter the hideout in the top floor of church building behind the counter. Go to the mayor's building left-most door at bottom left of the town with the two towers, find a lady at top floor. Then head back to the train station and into the staircase. Which then may lead us to glitch #2. Glitch #2: The readhead village sword girl has a mandatory wetting and needs to wash herself/her panties if she is to even be useful again. I'm not sure of the exact process though you can check beard's twitter replies to find out the exact details but what i did was that i unequipped her sword to equip a water tome and then casted the washing spell, water icon without mp cost in second category of skills section. If that doesn't work, you have to go into a random encounter/fight and experiment and clean her. Once you do, then you can change her panties in the toilet/restroom and continue on from there. And that should be more or less the gist of chapter 3 and the important glitches to deal with that I also went through. Hopefully the patch will come soon this weekend and fix both encounter rates and bugs. Other thread for discussion: Here's a link of his diaries and updates: https://twitter.com/isima_taku https://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=877149 https://ci-en.jp/creator/1418/article/5766 (Need a dlsite account) https://ci-en.jp/creator/1418 (Game Download along with chapter 3 save to skip first two chapters) Basic premise is this: A demon lord has taken control of toilets and restrooms, causing people to excrete out on the streets, allow the spread of diseases and squalor. One of the main protagonists is Alice, who's not only rather cute but also has the ability to perform bladder transfer magic (NoMako Kora fans know exactly what i'm talking about). There's no MP, instead your bladder emptiness is the MP and as you cast magic, your bladder fills up. Alice's bladder transfer magic comes into play when facing enemies shown in the pics as well as other playable characters. When you cast bladder transfer, you are given 5 seconds to rapidly mash Z or enter to transfer urine from your cast to a target (bladder drain priorities are top down e.g. Alice, Tiara the nun). Desperation: There are 3-4 statuses to keep in mind: Normal, desperate stage 1 mp at least 50%, desperate stage 2 mp at least 75%, and then soaked. If a character is in either of the latter stages of desperation, they will deal a lot more damage than normal. e.g. if Tiara the nun does 100 damage normal, she'll do 231 damage when desperate at stage 2. If a character is ko'd while desperate, they wet themselves out of fear and bladder returns to zero, they're basically useless at this point even if revived. As stated earlier, female enemies have their own bladder bars and status ailments which Alice's urine transfer spell exploits. This means that they also get damage boosts when desperate. So when doing urine transfer, make sure that 1) mp is high for all characters, 2) Alice has high hp because urine transfer scales with her hp percentage, and 3) mash the fuck out of that z or enter button. There's a butt fuck ton of more mechanics and status effects, which are incredibly overwhelming and took me hours to kind of grasp, which hurts even more by my lack of Japanese. Edit: Ah what the hell, i'll elaborate on some more mechanics: Equipment: A weapon and a tome for magic, each character has their own unique weapons and a luxury slot, in which you get an accessory that does something (I have no clue how this works). For clothing and armor, its dress, bras(minus alice because she's smol), panties or diapers, and pads. That's right folks, there are diapers in this game as well as pads, which means...PERIOD BLOOD...which is an actual status ailment and a effect on pads/panties/diapers. Weapons,accessories, and tomes can be swapped anytime but clothing and whatnot have to be in bathrooms/toilets. Diapers are an important item as is wetting. If an enemy or one of your characters wets themselves, their atk is 1 and they can't use magic, so...don't wet yourself during a boss battle or there will be complications. You can recover from wetting but equipment will be stained and stats will be lower till you swap out for newer panties/diapers. Diapers may seem superior but they weight down your character/reducing their speed so panties would usually be recommended. There are some scat mechanics so be warned but not all of it is fully implemented nor is it really present aside from some moments( this is primarily an omo rpg). Cash is quite scarce in this game so take caution. Only way to get cash is by 3 things, selling loot/droppables, doing work, or committing crime, which can get you a game over if you're caught. I have also provided a save that will take you straight to the chapters with the CG cut ins/pics shown in the screenshots. SImply put that save file in the save folder in www after extracting the game. So much more I want to cover but for now I will say this: BE WARNED! This is the game's first trial release and also the dev's first time releasing an rpg trial. As such there are a bunch of bugs you can encounter. I recommend viewing Beard's twitter replies as well as the general discussion thread for some details/circumventions on those issues. However the biggest issue is the encounter rate. oh my god, the encounter rate. To put it simply, it's abominably high, like you will often have the issue of take 3 steps, random encounter, another 3 steps, random encounter, 1 ste- random encounter. I haven't finished the trial yet but there is hope: Beard has already acknowledged these issues and is planning on releasing a patch to address these issues so hurrah. In the meantime, if you want to get a taste of an omo rpg this wacky and innovative, feel free to try it out but do keep in mind my warning about the abominable encounter rates. Beard provided a save for chapter 3 in his Ci-en diary, make sure to go there to download it.

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  23. I made this thread mostly for just regular omorashi artwork of mine. So suffice it to say, this thread is now my art dump. Edit regarding requests: I am willing to do nearly any female desperation, peeing or wetting. Leave a post on what character you want and what you want them doing. Maybes: Diapers, male omorashi, and comics. I am personally not into diapers, even though I've done the odd request here and there. I may yet do them, but I might not decide to for a long while. And for comics, they just take too much time and effort to do. No-nos: Messing, sex, guro/gore, and other such things. And with that, here we go. I was in the mood for a little bit of LoZ this time. And this one was inspired by one of antifairy's fanfictions.
  24. gtg2468

    female Almost made it

    Traffic was bad I tried to pull over as fast as I could but I couldn’t hold it any longer. B2B55EED-4AF8-4824-9A48-1EC4EC676355.mov
  25. leicesterfan

    female Plastic Pants

    Hi guys, Does anyone have any videos of females peeing into plastic pants with or without a pad/cloth diaper please? Thanks