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  1. For those who are interested, I just shared an experience of mine with Goodnites Tru-Fits: Thanks @Mom2Three for the inspiration.
  2. This one is a little more...shy then the others. I had to drop something off at the post office after work. I also knew I had to GO. Could I, dare I, see if an accident can happen?!😳 I think by now y'all know the answer is a resounding " yes!" There is a giant gym there and it was late rush hour so there were so many bros in their Beemers coming and going. Not trying to be coy but was feeling a lil less sure of myself this day. Most of the traffic was behind MY car so I keep hiding behind this tree, intimidated. The hot golden piss was running down my leg before I even got out of my car and then I froze and then it started GUSHING. My sandals had suede cushioned footbeds and with each step I was pushing more pee out of the sides of my sandals, barely able to keep them on, the most amazing sloshy slurpy sound. And this song is my theme song. I found my bf with this song ( long story/mixed blessing?) and well, it keeps me from going insane 😉 InShot_20210821_164714918.mp4
  3. These are awesome pull-ups, not because of how they fit, but because of how they make me feel. They are almost discreet enough that I would consider wearing them while changing in a public change room. The only problem if course is that as soon as you remove them, it’s a dead giveaway that they are a diaper/panty and pad system. So it would have to be a change room where you are changing clothes and not undies... But logistics and mechanics aside, there is something about the diaper that is trying very hard not to be a diaper, which I find very sexy. Big poufy diapers are very obviously diapers, and Goodnites and other pull-ups, regardless of how many cute pictures they put on them, will still always be pull-ups/diapers. My metric I suppose is that if you went to a sleepover and someone saw you wearing any of these things, they would immediately know that they were diapers, and that they were for bedwetting. I’ve got a lot of complicated feelings about this kind of diaper, many of which lead back to actual sleepovers and trip experiences where I wore Goodnites in crowded rooms with other girls, with nothing but a pair of huge panties and large PJ bottoms covering up my diaper from the world. Does anyone remember when Goodnites came out with those sleepshorts? The pink and blue super cheap feeling ‘paper’ shorts that scarcely concealed a diaper portion? My mom got a pack of these when they first came out, I must have been in jr. High or early high school, and we only ever tried one pack. They were ridiculous (and leaked and tore). But I did like the idea that they were not trying to be a diaper. I could imagine myself being at a sleepover and almost just wearing the shorts and saying things like, “yeah, these are my sleep shorts.” I suppose one of the reasons I like diapers that try very hard not to look like diapers, is that you know what they are, and this little secret gives you power against the world, and control of the situation. Because they are discreet (or trying to be, depending on the diaper), and few will notice that they are a diaper, you can flick on and off the switch in your head that says “You are wearing a diaper in public and people can see.” This level of control of a situation to me is empowering. You can switch on ‘embarrassed mode,’ and get the full blast of complicated feelings that come with embarrassment, but you can also turn this mode off and go about your day. Control is sexy. So is consent. Ok, on to today’s adventure, though I’d love to hear other people’s thoughts on this. I found a bunch of Goodnite TruFit’s in my diaper box the other day and have been dying to wear them. I find them a little tighter than usual Goodnites, particularly around my thighs and I don’t really like to spend the night in these, they are just not that comfortable. They seem to breath less than regular Goodnites and it’s been getting hot. Plus, I can wear anything to bed, and it’s not a big deal. Plus I’ve been wearing protection to bed every night since November, and only recently stopped, so I wasn’t keen on doing it again for fun. But the TruFit do offer other possibilities. So the other day I slipped on a pair, or rather pulled on a pair, taking care to stretch the leg holes out just a little bit more, as they are not built for womanly legs. I chose the polka dot ones because polka dots. Here are a couple of pictures I snapped of myself in Trufits, as people are always asking for pictures of my in my panties, rather than just picture of them wet on the floor. By the way folks, if you want to see more pictures, you can purchase my panties, Trufit included, from my website, it’s also a nice way to say thank you if you’ve gotten off to a bunch of my writing. See you almost can’t see the padding, and even then, it could be a thick period pad. They definitely don’t look like diapers. And here’s the thing, if you were at say a sleepover, if anyone saw them and knew what they were, they would also likely be a bedwetter. And yes, I realize that this isn’t necessarily the case, they could have seen an ad or have a younger sibling, but this is definitely what I would have told a teenage Rachel wearing these to a sleepover. Changing in these in a public changing room, one could also use that rationalization, but it would also be likely that other women would know they were Goodnites because they used them for their kids, less so themselves. Anyhow, I pulled the TruFits on, and put on a slightly-shorter than knee length skirt. It’s been super warm out lately (and cherry blossoms are everywhere, Vancouver is beautiful this time of year), and it’s becoming skirt weather. I also chose the skirt because it does leave ones ‘panties’ slightly more exposed. When I was growing up, and on the occasions where I’d wear pull-ups to school our out in public in general, I’d always take several precautions: - I’d almost never wear a skirt, much less one this short. Long dresses were great for concealing diapers and had the added advantage of not having waistband issues. - I’d typically wear loose fitting trousers/jeans, and a big pair of panties over top the pull-up, for ease of changing and to cover the noise and waistband. Today, I did none of these things. It was just a thin layer of grey pleated fabric between my diaper and the world. I wasn’t working this day, so I decided to go out to the park and read in the sun. I’ve been getting a lot more reading done now that the weather is better and this is kind of my idea of the best afternoon ever. So in the morning I puttered around the house doing housework, and even used the toilet to pee a couple times. These ‘panties’ are still a diaper, and you are aware of the thickness of the padding in them, and the gathers and leg elastics were a little tight against my skin. After a quick lunch and a huge glass of ice tea, I grabbed my purse, a full water bottle, a good book, a light jacket, a sun hat, sun glasses, my bike helmet, and headed out to the park. I opted for a more wild park a little further from my home, and ended up biking over. Perhaps the odd motorist could see a flash of purple as the wind made my skirt flutter? I highly doubt it, but this is the level of exhibitionism with which I’m comfortable. Once I got to the park, I found a nice picnic table and set myself up for a good long read. I read for about an hour before my bladder reminded me that I had drunk a bunch of iced tea before leaving home. I let my bladder fill to about a 7 on the old desperation scale, before relaxing and releasing it entirely into the Goodnite TruFit. Before I did so, I moved my skirt out from under my bum, just in case there was a leak. Wetting a diaper in a skirt is an incredibly forgiving act, particularly if you are standing or sitting in the correct way. I could have been wearing regular big girl panties and the only thing which would have given me away would have been the growing puddle under me. I could have waited longer, but I find it hard to read when I’m super desperate. The TruFit doesn’t quite absorb pee as quickly as regular Goodnites, and the soft pad inside them (which is a little hard to get in), feels softer but also bulkier than regular Goodnites. I could feel the pee flooding over my girl parts deliciously. I didn’t quite like how it stayed on my skin for so long, but I did enjoy the feeling of feeling the pee slowly be sucked into the thirsty pad. I sat there and read for another 30 minutes wearing my soaked Goodnite, but I started to feel a little wet and uncomfortable, and because I was sipping from my water bottle in the hot sun, I soon had to pee again. Now one of the new Goodnites can take a full Rachel bladder laying down, but these TruFits can hold a decent amount, but I don’t trust them with two full bladders. While it would be easy to pee them and have them leak, I wasn’t quite in the mood to try. I was more revelling in the feeling of wearing a wet diaper discreetly in public, and the tightness of the TruFits themselves. Because of the seal the tight elastics cause on the legs, you do feel like you are wearing plastic panties and the you could soak them and all that would result would be a bubble of warm pee held against your vulva in tight plastic – delicious. As my bladder approached a 5, I got up, and walked to a nearby rec centre. It was the closest public washroom I could think of which wasn’t one of the ones in the park, which I find horrible and frightening. Feeling the warm wetness of the Goodnite under my swishing pleated skirt felt nice. I felt like the TruFit make my butt look a little big (see above) but not necessarily in a bad way, and under a skirt, a lightly bigger butt felt nice. I sauntered into the rec centre, and went straight for the ladies room. I pulled down my ‘panties’ and sat on the toilet to pee. Pulled my panties all the way down to around my ankles, just so that if someone did see my feet and panties under the stall door, they would see that I was wearing a ‘diaper’ or at least not ‘big girl panties.’ Again, my very subtle form of exhibitionism. I then slipped them right off and after drying myself and rubbing the skin where the elastics had left red lines around my thighs, I snapped a couple of pictures for you. As you can see, the pad got pretty wet. I was rather impressed at how you can clearly see how the pad whisks away the wetness from top to the bottom. The ‘this side down’ label really is important. Feeling inside the Goodnite, I found it to be mostly dry and I wiped it down with some toilet paper just to be sure. I left the rolled up pad on top of the toilet paper dispenser absentmindedly, along with the panty portion of the TruFits. As I was snapping these pictures I came to a startling realization: I had completely forgot to bring a fresh pad for the Goodnites! I now had a couple of options: 1) I could go commando. But there was no way! I was after all, riding my bike home and wearing a not too long skirt. I am not the kind of girl who goes commando, plus, 2) I could slip into the emergency backup panties that I always have in my purse. As most of you will know, I always have a plastic baggie with a fresh pair of panties in it just in case. 3) I could wear theTruFit home without a pad. This wasn’t too appealing as the inside of the TruFits are pretty plasticky and it would be super sweaty and uncomfortable, particularly on my bike. 4) I could put in a different kind of pad into the TruFit. I decided to try the latter. So I rummaged around in my purse for a pad. I couldn’t find one, which was a bit of a surprise. There was a super thin panty liner, but this would be like putting a Band-Aid inside the TruFits, and about as absorbent. So I flushed, rummaged around in my purse for some change, and leaving it hanging on the door of the cubicle I scurried out to the pad dispensing machine to buy a pad. The washroom was a relatively large one, with 6 stalls in it and people coming and going. While I was at the machine I caught out of the corner of my eye another woman approach my stall and pushed the door open to go in. I quickly turned and casually blurted out something like “Oh I’m using that one, I’ll just be a sec,” while I retrieved a pad from the machine. The woman mumbled an apology, looked at me a little strangely, and then moved over to another stall. I went back into my stall, and to my horror saw the very obviously wet TruFit pad sitting on top of the toilet paper dispenser, with the TruFit panties sitting on top of them! While TruFit panties might look like real big girl panties when they are being worn, they certainly don’t sit on things like big girl panties. The internal gather structure causes them to stand up, so they maintain their form. The woman must have surely seen both the pad and panties! I was horrified and my heart rate jumped up. I closed the stall behind me, pulled my ‘panties’ down and sat on the toiled to calm down a little bit and also to revel in the feeling a little bit as well. I unwrapped the pad, and stuck it into the TruFits. I contemplated things and decided to pull them off to take a picture of the pad in them. It looked lost inside the waterproof purple plastic interior of the TruFits. I snapped a couple of pictures as I was certainly going to share this little adventure with my kinky friends. I even ‘accidentally’ dropped the TruFits on the ground, so that they might be visible from outside the stall. This is basically what the lady would have seen when she opened the stall! Anyhow, I calmed down, pulled the TruFits on again, opened the stall, and without looking around, washed my hands and made a quick exist. The ‘panties’ felt less comfortable with the tiny pad in them while I cycled home. By the time I arrived home the water from the water bottle, which was all but empty at this point, had worked its way through to my bladder and I was once again at about a 6 or 7. While standing in the elevator therefore, I relaxed and released my bladder into the TruFits. I could feel the pad getting overwhelmed by the pee, and quickly stopped. My bladder was fuller than I thought, and after 10 seconds of peeing I could feel the pad becoming overwhelmed. I had no desire to pee the floor of our buildings’ elevator, or run into any neighbours with pee running down my legs, so I bore down as best I could and stopped the flow. I could feel a large wet bunch of pee sloshing about my ‘panties’ as I walked down the hall to my apartment. I was afraid to bend over and take off my shoes, lest the large amount of pee in my ‘panties’ splash out all over my carpet, so I went straight into the bathroom. Once safely in the bathroom, I released the rest of my bladder. I could feel the TruFit filling up. It was holding all the liquid in, for the time being, and so my lady parts were suffused in wetness completely. When I shifted just a little bit, a cascade of pee overwhelmed one of the gathers and flowed down my leg. Bending slightly to pull the TruFits down, had a similar effect. I got them off, but I ended up leaving a considerable puddle on the floor of my bathroom. This is what I found when I very carefully pulled my TruFits down in the washroom. As you can see, the pad was sodden, and the gusset area of the ‘panties’ was basically just pee. More pee leaked all over the floor when I stepped out of the TruFits. My socks and shoes were just a little wet. My legs were soaked with pee and my vulva was quite literally dripping. The puddle I left on the floor was so big that I had to use a random pull-up from my collection to soak it all up. I spilled pee all over the floor when I picked up the TruFits to empty the significant amount of pee that remained in them into the toilet. Inverting them didn’t work very well, as the pee just got caught in the upper portions of the waterproof pocket which holds the pad in place. So I had to wring them out. I hung them up on the shower to dry, before drying myself off with a towel. I would have showered but I was too excited and made a beeline for the bed, where I masturbated myself to a warm wet climax. My husband was not a little surprised when he came home to find my TruFits still drying on the shower.
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    My final Tumblr content, this time wetting clips, salvaged from the sinking ship that is Tumblr. Not every video survived or will survive, but I managed to find these on my favorite blogs before they went tits up (pun definitely intended). ***Contains Nudity*** Enjoy Rach
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  5. And she finally let go. And she needs a new pair of panties and a new costume. Thanks to Roido for the art
  6. This was something I did a while back, and only just got around to writing up. I've wet the bed pretty consistently for the last year, so I wear diapers to sleep. Normally, when I wake up, my diaper is wet. Sometimes, though, I'll wake up with a dry diaper and a bursting bladder. That's when the fun begins. The first thing I realized as I woke up is that I had to pee. Dear lord, I had to pee. It felt like there was a storm pressing against my bladder walls, waves of pressure begging to be let out. The second thing I realized, as I stretched a hand up under the hem of my sleepshirt to feel the diaper between my legs, is that I was dry. Not wet, not damp, but bone dry. I was holding in an entire night's worth of pee. The increasingly urgent need I felt wouldn't let me go back to sleep, and though the bathroom was right there, I didn't want to let such a golden opportunity go to waste. I padded back down the hall, away from the bathroom and into the kitchen. As I busied myself making my morning cup of tea, my mom came in, asking if I needed the bathroom before she took a shower. I pasted a smile on my face and said no. Now, there was no turning back. I spent the next few minutes making toast and putting the coffeepot on, pausing every few seconds to cross and uncross my legs. Sitting down with my tea and toast, the only thing I could think about was my need to go. I forced myself to gulp down my cup of tea, just to add some extra pressure to my poor tormented bladder. Beneath the table, I had my legs firmly crossed, and every so often I slipped a hand beneath the table to hold myself. It was clear that I wasn't going to be able to hold it for much longer. Every minute or so, my bladder would spasm, and a few drops would spurt from my pee hole into the padding. By the time I was finished with my tea and toast, I was leaking a little bit every few seconds, and literally shaking with need. When I stood up from the table, my knees went wobbly and I had to grab the edge of the table to support myself. My moment of distraction cost me, and I peed for a second before I regained control by crossing my legs and clenching as hard as I could. My knees were still wobbly on the way to the sink to do the washing up, and I could barely take each step. All of my attention was now focused on my bladder, which felt as if it was going to explode any second now. With one final step, I reached the sink, and put my dishes in. I was standing cross-legged now, with one hand firmly pressed into my crotch, and the other reaching for the faucet. As I turned the faucet on, the sound of running water was too much for my poor bladder. I didn't realize I had started peeing until I felt warmth against the hand pressed to my crotch as my pee filled my diaper. The warmth quickly spread forwards and back, the diaper rapidly swelling as I filled it. I felt a small trickle run down my leg, and quickly swiped it clean with my hand. After what seemed like forever, I stopped peeing. The swollen bulk of the abena between my legs felt enormous as I waddled back to my room. I was still shaking, but not from desperation, but from relief and arousal.
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    A collection of videos from fc2, over years Each video is a recollection of short scenes extracted from another videos. That's many wetting! It had been post for a fc2 user nicknamed "qqqqgggg" and you would download from there, but you have it now too, hope you like it. Thank you very much to him, if he can read this The original name of the videos from this user is みずもれ MIX, meaning "leaking water mix" or something like this
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    JMRD-10

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    JMRD-10 as a single file. Thank you rayheng, for linking to these!
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  9. Astrologist Mona Megistus pulled the door to her home closed behind her, and stepped out onto the streets of Mondstadt. It was the dead of night, perfect conditions for stargazing. Mona's house was a small one, situated on the the outskirts of the city. Mona was dedicated not to use her talent with astrology to make a profit, and her pride wouldn't allow her to ask for money. Because of this, Mona was usually strapped for cash. It had taken a long time to save up enough to buy her house, but the cozy home was well worth it. Mona took in a deep breath of fresh air as she started off toward the city gate. The cool breeze rushed past her face, blowing her dark black hair around her shoulders. The plan for the night was to travel a short distance outside of Mondstadt, spend the night watching the stars, and head back into the city as the sun rose. Mona whistled a little tune to her self as she approached the gates. The night was her element and the stars her companions. In her eyes, there was no better time to be out than midnight. Mona arrived at the gates and was let through a small side door by a guard who looked equal parts tired and bored. Mona was well-known enough within the city to allow her to pass through with out much pause. She thanked the guard and continued on her way. Traveling along the main road that led out of Mondstadt, Mona aimed for a medium sized hill just a mile away. that was where she would set up for the night. Still whistling, Mona walked on, cloak fluttering in the wind. After about an hours trek, Mona began to scale the hill. It was not a large slope, but still a difficult climb. Once at the top, Mona stopped for a small rest. After about five minutes she stood and began to set up her equipment. As she was pulling out her notebook in order to keep track of her observations, Mona felt a small ache in her abdomen. She frowned and-placed one hand over her stomach. She had needed to visit the restroom before she had left her house, but had forgotten in her haste to get out of the city. Cursing her forgetfulness, Mona finished setting up. Nothing to be done about it now. About two hours into her stargazing. Mona was cursing herself even more. She now sat writing in her notebook about the measurements she had taken, with one leg crossed over the other. Her need had gotten much worse in the time since she had first arrived on the hill. Mona gazed back at the walled city behind her longingly, knowing that there were plenty of bathrooms there. Mona briefly considered calling it an early night and hustling back to the city, but eventually decided against it. There was still a few more hours of darkness left, and she was confident she could hold on for a little longer. Another two hours past and Mona knew she had made a mistake. She was constantly jiggling up and down, moving her feet from side to side. The astronomer was now desperate to pee. She quickly made the decision to pack up her things and head back into Mondstadt, hoping it wasn't too late. She spent a good fifteen minutes putting away her equipment, hindered by the need to stop periodically to hold herself in order to avoid leaking. Mona began to make her way down the hill at a snails pace. She was moving with one hand between her legs, one hand holding the strap of her equipment bag. About halfway down the hill Mona paused to consider finding a nice bush and peeing there. It's night anyway. No one is even out here. She thought. After a moment of deliberation, Mona's pride was too great to go to those extreme lengths. She continued her slow walk. Mona arrived on the main road of Mondstadt as the sun rose above the horizon behind her, illuminating the sky with a brilliant yellow shine. The hour walk that had led Mona to the hill now felt like an eternity. She was hunched over, with one hand perpetually thrust between her legs. Her brown tights chafed against her legs as she walked. About halfway to the gates, Mona let out a small squeak as she felt her bladder spasm. the next moment her hand was hit by a small jet of pee. Mona stoped and shoved both hands into her crotch, not caring that her equipment dropped to the road beside her. After taking a moment to compose herself, Mona was able to determine that it was just a leak. She breathed a sigh of relief. I still have time. Mona made it to the gates without further incident. She was let in by the same guard as earlier that night. She blushed as he directed a puzzled look at Mona's posture. Fortunately, he didn't ask any questions and let her through quickly. Mona was thankful that the same guard was still there expecting her, though she did fell a bit sorry for him, having to stand at attention all night. Mona hobbled back in the direction of her house as fast as she dared, bracing herself against a worse case scenario. Mona was able to reach her house without another leak. She stopped in front of the door. As she pulled her hand out form between her legs to grab the doorknob, she felt another stream shoot out of her overfilled bladder. She was forced to shove her hand back between her thighs and bounce form foot to foot in order to regain her composure. She reached for the knob once more and this time was successful in getting the door open. She rushed into the house pulling the door closed behind her. Mona's desperation reached a crescendo as the door slammed shut. She dropped her equipment on the floor and ran for the bathroom as fast as she could. She wasn't fast enough. Just as Mona reached the bathroom door, her overtaxed bladder gave up. She tried desperately to hold back the tide, but to no avail. Mona was forced to watch in resigned silence as she peed full-force into her pants. The purple fabric of her one piece top darkened around her crotch as pee soaked through the material. Wet streaks formed as urine ran down her legs, darkening any part of her tights that it touched. Mona grimaced at the wet, warm feeling that rushed over her thighs and down to the floor. A puddle formed between her feet, expanding outward as Mona's body continued to empty itself of liquid. After a solid minute and a half, the stream finally abated. Mona groaned and looked down at her clothing. Her one piece might be able to be saved. It only had wetness directly between the legs and a little around the back. Her tights were another matter. They were stained completely, turned almost black due to saturation. Mona could feel the blush rising on her cheeks as she stared at the puddle on the floor. Even though nobody was around to bear witness to her accident, Mona couldn't help feeling ashamed. Dejectedly, she stripped out of her soaked clothes and entered the bathroom. The toilet sat in the corner, lid up as if mocking her. She stepped into the shower, thankful that she at least was in private. A rueful smile crossed Mona's face. Whether the outcome was good or not, at least it had been an eventful night.
  10. Imagine being desperate to pee, frantically searching for a public toilet, then finding one just in time, but then discovering it is locked. That is what happens to Sosha in this video. It all happens so quick- Sosha goes from frantically rushing to the toilet to having soaked pants in less than a minute. We join Sosha in this scene as she is frantically racing towards a public toilet while holding her crotch. Clearly, she is about to burst. She manages to reach the door without a moment to spare, only to discover the door is locked. With her bladder at its breaking point, she doesn’t have time to do anything else. Before her hand even leaves the door handle she is wetting herself. Despite squeezing her legs tightly and holding herself, the flood just won’t stop. Standing in front of the bathroom, she has completely peed her pants. All she can do now is shamefully walk away and find someplace to hide.
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    Hope you're all having lovely weekends! I'm excited to make my first forum contribution some incredible Alyssa Reece videos. In the first video Alyssa begins to leak in her body suit before giving up and completely letting go. In the second she begs you to let her pee in your car, and then gets out to show the damage and pees even more! In the third Alyssa receives a message supposedly with a picture of her friend who had an accident. She laughs but then has an accident of her own. I've seen some of her content on here before and just love her content, so I hope you all enjoy these! May update with more content in the future! x
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  12. Beth forgot something. Thanks to BethanyNinji for the art

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  13. Well. She needs a new dress. Thanks to Rune (Pixiv25170019) for the art

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  14. But it's too late. Thanks to Mttbsmn for the art

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  15. Wildagram

    Onesie

    The only onesie she had and she soaked through it. Thanks to Tinycatmon for the art
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    More from Twitter, mostly Almost-made-it, style accidents, other wettings as well. Enjoy, Rach
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  17. Firstly, I'd like to say hello to everyone and apologize I've been so slow at responding to messages. I also know you've all been expecting me to post the next chapter of "A Strange Encounter - The Mistress and Her Unwilling Prisoner" and I have great news about that, as the next chapter is almost finished and will be up soon. However, this post is about something else that happened to me a couple of days ago. It's rather long, so if you don't have time, you should better get back to this when you have a bit more, as it's worth it :D So, I just got back after doing some traveling around Europe and I brought a few gifts for friends. I met one of them two days ago in town to give her the chocolates I brought over. We met in town at around 8 o'clock and went for some pizza. It definitely wasn't a date but I haven't had so much fun and also quality conversation in a long while. Everything normal, until we went to this great pub that has a selection of locally-produced beer. People usually buy it in fours, as they come from bright yellow (regular lager colour), to reddish, brown and full black, and my friend felt compelled to buy me one of those in exchange for her chocolates. That was exactly two lovely litres of liquid. Yum! We stayed there for around 2-3 hours, in which I peed twice. I finished all my beer, which was absolutely great, and we had to leave as the place was closing. I must admit that I have skipped going to the loo before leaving, even though I was already filling up again after my last toilet trip. She joked about the fact that I went twice in the span of half an hour and I decided to not give her any more reasons to make fun of my bladder size, of which I am actually proud. There were no buses at that time, so I walked her back to her place which was a decent 20 minutes away from town centre. After dropping her off and making a huge effort not asking her if I can use her toilet real quick, I turned back towards town centre. (To go home I had to go through town centre once again and head in the opposite direction.) That was good, as I was already feeling my bladder really bad and I was planning to go use the toilet at McDonald's in town before carrying on with my journey. I really wasn't in the mood for a hold and even with my big bladder, two litres of beer is definitely not a joke. I got to McDonald's quite quickly, but as you can probably guess from the title, I didn't get to use the loo there, as the bouncer locked it after someone puked all over it. Great. At 1 o'clock at night everything else is already closed apart of that stupid McDonald's. Even KFC closed at 12... I soon realised there were no other toilets I could use apart of my own, which was 30+ minutes away. But I'm a big boy, I got home nearly losing it in my boxers many times before, so this wasn't really an unusual situation. I decided it might be a good idea to actually take a taxi back home at this point. I was filling up way too quickly and a taxi would've been my best bet to make it home in comfortable time. After losing almost 10 precious minutes trying to stop a taxi, I realised that I just need to start heading home on foot. I really couldn't afford losing more time as my bladder was already aching. It was a huge surprise to me to be that desperate, that quick. I guess it must've been the alcohol in the beers I had, along with the fact that I drank a huge amount of liquid in a short time span. I couldn't sit still and, biting my lip, I decided to start walking as fast as I can. What happened next is right out any of one of those cheesy Bound2Burst movies, because two police officers stopped me in the street. I was quite anxious to be honest, not knowing how long they'll keep me there or what they want. I could honestly picture myself slowly soaking my jeans in front of them as I casually answer all their questions. Fortunately enough, they just asked if I saw anybody running in the opposite direction, as there was a pretty messy fight a few minutes before. I finished with them and carried on with my desperate walk. I was so, so desperate! I was literally bursting. You can't imagine how embarrassing it can be for a guy to get that desperate... My bladder felt like a rock bopping up and down in my lower abdomen and it was really uncomfortable to walk fast. I eventually had to slow down and walk with my right hand in my pocket, secretly but strongly pinching my cock to help with the desperation. There were many people on the streets, as everybody was heading home at that time, so I couldn't really do anything more obvious. The people also made the idea of simply wetting behind a tree or a car impossible. In addition, as some of you might already know, I have a policy for not peeing in the street. I just hold it. For me, it's either a toilet or a pair of jeans. I was getting closer to home when it started to become more obvious that it might be impossible to get back dry though. It's a truly unique feeling, and everybody into omorashi knows it well enough, where the voice in your head just tells you "Jean, you will not make it. You know you will wet yourself soon...". Strangely enough, I felt it like a challenge this time. On another occasion I would've simply let it go in my pants. I love the feeling of a soaked pair of jeans and the incredible desperation I was going through would have definitely led to a very, very big and satisfying wet mess. But no, I decided that I am a big boy and that I can hold it until I get home. I took it as a challenge, but had to undo my belt... I really wanted to prove I can hold it for as long as I want and that I am in charge and decide when my bladder empties its content and when it doesn't. I was close now. Also, there were less people on the street so I made the most of it by getting a good front grip on my crotch. I was incredibly horny at this point and had to deal with a huge and noticeable bulge in my jeans too. A long, desperate and horny walk. When the powerful waves of desperation started hitting I had to walk even slower to not lose it. Moreover, I had to stop every 100 feet, cross my legs and regain my composure for a few moments. A cold sweat was a final warning signal to what will soon follow if I don't get to a toilet in time. Then I spurted. Yes, I SPURTED! The first time in my life that I actually spurt; I usually just explode all at once. It was such a strange, alien feeling to be able to stop the flow after a few drops hit my boxer-briefs. Although I wasn't dry anymore, there still was a chance of getting home with a pair of dry jeans. And I was wearing my favourite pair of shoes, which I definitely didn't want to soak in waves of warm urine. The last 5 minutes of my walk were full of ever increasing spurts which, sliding my hand inside my jeans, I found have left my underwear dripping wet. There was a noticeable wet patch on my blue jeans already, but I could see my house. That was the longest walk ever. With 10 feet to my front door, I could already feel the huge relief and hear the pee splash in the porcelain toilet bowl. Soon! But I lost it. I completely lost it and started peeing full force as I was frantically searching my pockets for the front door key. I just couldn't stop peeing. I couldn't. I was gripping my cock so hard through the wet material of my jeans it hurt, but to no avail. Pee was jetting out of my throbbing cock and I couldn't even slow the stream down. And it was so loud! It was hissing, I could here it as the stream was going through my boxers and was hitting my jeans. It had to be almost two minutes of continuous peeing followed by a lovely hissing sound. I almost finished peeing when I realised I was still standing with my legs double-crossed, still trying to stop the flow. What mess have a I made?! I was standing in a 2 feet - wide puddle. My shoes were full of pee and all squishy. I also apparently came in my boxers in the process. I eventually got in the house and when I got in the bathroom, I emptied all the pee out of my shoes (once again, just like in a cheesy B2B movie :P) and admired myself in the mirror. I wasn't even mad that I didn't make it home in time, dry, or that I have lost my own personal challenge. It didn't matter. The relief was absolutely incredible and this has to be one of my best wettings ever. And the best relief feelings too! It was real, big, messy, unplanned. It was perfect! My white ankle socks were completely soaked and almost transparent and my red boxer-briefs were almost entirely wet, it was actually hard for me to find a dry patch on them. The jeans had a lovely wet pattern on both the front and their back. Something else that I've never done before now is that I actually kept my wet boxers on and slept in them. In the morning, they were nice and dry and I decided to pee in them once again in the shower. This was absolutely incredible! Guys, this is pretty much it and I do hope you enjoyed it. Two lessons are to be learnt from this experience: 1. You cannot walk faster than your bladder can fill up. 2. You can actually piss yourself on your front door step. I thought that is just something dramatic that they like to show in videos, that you wet yourself seconds and feet away from relief, but this experience taught me the exact opposite. Pretty weird way to learn a lesson if you ask me... Once again, I really hope you had a great time reading this and please let me know what you think. Off topic, I have some pictures from a hold I've done some time ago and I'm thinking of sharing them with you. They're just about me being really desperate in a pair of jeans (which remain dry in the photos). Crossing legs, crotch holding, you get the idea. Let me know.! Jean
  18. After winning the holding contest, she finally let's loose. Thanks to Zrathie for the art

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    Ok, so I've been following the Omorashi Twitter Account thread for a while: And trying to figure out a way to download some of the videos. Well, I had a quiet afternoon and thought, heck, I'll download them all. So this is basically every video linked through the Twitter accounts on the thread. Many (about 50%) were no longer active, or shut down, or deactivated, so this is what I could grab. I have uploaded summaries of each just in case you are looking for something in particular. This is a mixed bag, so expect panty wetting, diaper wetting, peeing, nudity, masturbation, squirting and all that, there may even be one or two poop ones, though I tried to filter them out. It's a little hard to be discerning when you are downloading Twitter videos with one hand, and have the other down the front of your panties... ***Contains Nudity*** If there are any re-posts or specific videos you like, be sure to mention them in the comments. Enjoy, Rach
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    In follow-up of the tremendous work Rachel did with the upload of the "Recent Fc2 captures", downloaded some vids from http://omorashi.blog.jp/archives/ Starting from March 29 till April 8. Different situations as usual, desparation followed by wettings, deliberate wettings, skirts, knicker bikini wettings, masturbation/frottage; schoolgirls, nurses, maids, ladies next door.... Some old ones, certainly some new...
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  21. So this is an actual story like with Chapters I just hope I figure where to put the next Chapter. Hopefully just underneath this one but I hope you guys like it. This is male desperation and it will include some bedwetting later on in the story. The main characters are Harry and Snape because I love them both to death. Chapter 1 Harry sighed softly as the shifted in his seat, he hated traveling by muggle means they always took so slow. At the moment he was sitting in the backseat of a muggle automobile also known as a car and was going to his Professor's Manor. Why they couldnt floo was besides him. Why the hell did he hve to spend his Dursely free summer with Snape of all people? He squirmed in his seat again, and looked out the window. He really needed to pee, and was getting borderline desperate as the minutes ticked by. Snape was sitting in the drivers seat, leaving Harry to ponder when his teacher learned to drive. He thankfully was sitting in the back, needing space to lie down, which also meant that he could hold himelf if he needed to. 20 minutes rolled by and found Harry giving himself occasional squeezes to keep his liquid in. Snape was still driving along having not noticed a thing was wrong with his charge. He didnt want to embarrass himself in front of Snape of all people, giving the man more things to taunt him with, so he better speak up. "Professor, how long until we get there?" "We'll be there in about 6 hours Potter." "Oh, do you think we could stop at a petrol station sir?" "Why? Surely your not hungry, if I recall there is food in the basket on the floor." "No sir I'm not hungry." "Then what did you need?" Snape asked getting annoyed. "I just wanted to..uh...stretch my legs sir." He replied hurridley, somewhere along the way his courage vanished. "Right, have you forgotten that you are a horrible liar Potter?" "Sorry sir" "What did you really need?" Snape pressed. "The loo sir," Harry finally whispered. "I see," was all the man said. Harry was grateful that the man had dropped the subject but his bladder was still throbbing and the man never actually said he was going to stop somewhere. Harry found himself involuntarily gasping and moaning softly in an effort to keep it all in. The last time he had used the toilet was that morning when they left Hogwarts. It was now 2:00pm and he really needed to relieve himself, or he would soon have a humilating situation on his hands. Severus could hear the boy quite cleary behind him making noises, surely the boy didn’t have to go that bad? Of course he was putting on extra for the attention, since he was acting Severus figured he wouldn't mind waiting. “Sir please can you pull over?” Harry finally begged, tears springing into his eyes. “No Potter, I’ll pull over in about an hour. You are 12 years old and not a baby so I know that you can and will hold it.” “I really cant sir, I’m not even joking.” “1 hour Potter, now cease this incessant talking.” Harry now had his left hand firmly grasped in his pants, he knew his teacher was cruel but he never imagined the man would stoop this low. What part of he had to pee didn’t he get? He felt a spurt of pee leak out into his boxers before whimpering to himself, he was going to wet himself soon he just knew it. He quickly blinked away the traitorous tears that threathned to fall, and focused on his bladder. As another spurt followed, he found himself frozen in fear, he was going to wet himself in the man’s car. Severus looked discreetly in the mirror where he could check on the boy. The child’s face was beet red and he looked like he was struggling to hold back more then just the tears in his eyes. He had thought the boy was pretending but now he was having second guesses on that. “Potter, when was the last time you used the loo today?” “When I woke up this morning sir,” the boy said as he sniffled. “And you did not think to inform me of this why?” “I didn’t think it was important sir,” he answered. “Foolish child, of course it’s important. The next rest area isnt for another 30 minutes do you think you can hold it?” Severus asked, he was already annoyed with himself for not believing the child, and annoyed with the boy for not speaking up sooner. Harry felt himself nodding that he could but on the inside he knew he couldn’t. He was slowly leaking and he casually looked down to see if his blue jeans had a spot. They didn’t but he knew that if he couldn’t hold on they would. Suddenly he sat rimrod in his seat, as a 2 second spurt leaked into his pants, he could feel his bum getting wet. And ingoring the tears that were now falling freely down his face he squirmed with all his might to keep it in. As he was fighting his bladder, his Professor suddenly swered the car startling Harry. Spurt after spurt came out, and by the time he gained control the back of his pants were soaked. He could feel the pee dripping down his leg. He was wet and when he got out Snape would know what he did. What was worse was that he still had to go really badly. “Are you alright there Potter?” “Yes sir, what happened?” Harry asked trying to keep his voice from cracking on his tears. “There was a dead animal in the road.” “Oh, are we almost there sir?” “In about 15 more minutes we should be. How are you holding up Potter?” “I’m fine sir,” Harry stated miserably. “Are you sure, you don’t sound fine.” “I am sir,” Harry answered. He rocked back in forth trying to keep the remaining pee in, for all it was worth. They had just taken the exit when all of a sudden Harry gasped loudly, startling Snape. His poor bladder just had enough of the abuse and forcibly released itself all over the man’s car. He heard the sound of his pee hitting the floor and he was sure that Snape could hear it too, but the man never said a word. Severus looked in the mirror at the boy who had a look of intense fear in his eyes, he could already guess what happened by the look in the boy's eyes. His face really was an open book at times. They were both at fault here, him for not thinking to take the child's needs into account and the boy for not speaking up. But he shook his head at that, the boy did speak up, he just didnt believe him. Shaking his head at his stupidity this was exactly the kind of thing his father had done to him as a kid, and he knew how the boy felt. It was warm and flowing out of him like someone had turned on the tap and left it on. He tried to stop it but he had no more control over his body, and he sagged in relief. As he finished he found he couldn’t say anything if he tried, he only hoped the man wouldn’t tease him for this. They pulled into the petrol station and parked. “I don’t need it anymore sir,” Harry finally whispered his throat thick with tears. “I realize that Mr. Potter, but I figured you wanted to clean up.” Snape replied gently. “Yes sir, I don’t want to go in there and have them see me like this.” “Mr Potter I am a wizard am I not?” Snape asked sarcastically. “Yes sir” “I will spell you clean, stand by the car please.” Harry slowly got out the car, his trousers were now a very dark blue and when he stood up his pee from the trousors ran into his shoes, it was a horrible squishy feeling. The seat in the man’s car was soaked and the floor looked like someone had wasted a liter of water in it, but the smell gave it away that it wasn’t just water. He felt the rush of warmeth from the spell as it cleaned him. He made no eye contact with his teacher, he kept his face low to the ground and scrubbed his face with the back of his hand. He was 12 as the man had pointed out, and 12 year olds do not have accidents. He got back into the car when the man finished and layed down on the back seat tears once again springing into his eyes. Covering his head with his blanket Harry softly cried himself into an uneasy sleep.
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    Trina is back, this time starring in an adaptation of a short story posted on the ToiletStool forums. This story shares an Old Posts Page with a tale that's already been illustrated, so rather than have 2 stories numbered the same way and design a new girl for this one-paragraph story I thought I'd give this one to my popular original character. After all, this is exactly the kind of situation I could see my girl getting herself into - with her stubbornness and pride getting in the way of proper relief. This story is also different from the others I've done so far in that it isn't told from the perspective of who's having the accident. Understandably, a good bunch of the ladies who have these big humiliating predicaments are going to be too embarrassed to share their stories themselves, so instead we sometimes have to rely on the storytelling of these lucky witnesses. There will be more stories in this format that'll get adapted, but to ease into this new perspective I'll have the story shared between the narrator's original account and the things Trina thinks that were likely going through this poor girl's head at the time. A poster going by "de-lurker" breaks their silence on Old Posts Page #1931 with two brief witnessed accidents that happened within a few weeks of one another, but this first one from their post is definitely the highlight. They describe being on a group hike, leaving it to my imagination the audience of what happens next. It's a long day hike that doesn't have any proper bathrooms, so most of their fellow hikers squat behind bushes and trees to relieve themselves along the way. The girl that Trina portrays, however, didn't want to have that be part of her hiking experience. Perhaps she's just never peed outdoors before, maybe she was shy about someone maybe seeing her bare bottom as she took care of her business? In any case she chose to hold it for the duration of the hike, even though her bladder fills the entire time and makes it harder and harder to hide her discomfort. Realizing there's no outhouse or public restroom for miles, and that even making it to the car still means holding it for the drive, she finally decides to answer nature's call as their ride comes into view. But nature runs its course a few seconds early, and before she can even get her pants fully down urine starts gushing out of her. Then, for whatever reason, she freezes up once her clothes are around her knees and proceeds to pee into her pants. Whether its pure exhaustion, not thinking to bend her knees and get the stream over the stream, or if her pants already becoming wet makes such a move pointless, she urinates all over her jeans, unleashing a very full bladder in front of anyone who cared to see. Somehow she managed to have every bad outcome possible in one - she was seen basically naked, seen peeing a ton in public, and now has to ride home wearing the contents of her aching bladder all over her soaked jeans. One can only imagine what was going through her mind during her bladder voiding itself in such a humiliating way, but that's where Trina and this comic come in. This story contains 18 pages plus the cover, and all 19 files have both their original resolution forms included as well as scaled-down copies that are easier to read when made full-size. Naturally, a story about a girl who pees her pants while they're pulled down to her knees is going to involve some nudity, so expect to see Trina's butt and privates during her accident. There might also be a bare bottom or two from the other hikers as well, the ones that had the sense to squat in nature and take care of their bodies' needs before it was too late. The story itself might only be a couple sentences, but considering how long it must have taken this girl to empty her bladder there are over a dozen drawings of Trina doing her business standing, wetting her pants in a most unusual fashion. And before that happens you'll see plenty of poses where she desperately holds herself and tries to put off nature's insistent call until she has the luxury of an actual toilet. Finally, thank you to everyone who continues to buy and support my work over this summer. Like us all I've had a pretty full plate navigating my life during all the chaotic changes this year's provided, but drawing omorashi art is one of the few constant comforts I've kept to both give me a little spare money and some familiar joys among everything else happening in the world. I know my posting of new content is sporadic at best, but as long as I have fans and customers I'll do my best to keep producing no matter what life throws my way. Hope you all enjoy the teases of this comic and special thanks to everyone who purchases and downloads the entire thing! The original text can be found halfway down this webpage: https://www.toiletstool.com/toilet/toiletpostbvg.htm
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    Another collection of random videos I've stumbled across on Twitter and Tumblr recently, hope you enjoy them! Rach
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  24. View File Public Wetting in the City At night, it can sometimes be hard to find a public bathroom in the city once all the businesses have shut down for the evening. In this public video from HD Wetting, Sammy encounters that very problem. Extremely desperate, and unable to hold on, she ends up having an embarrassing public wetting accident in her jeans. Submitter TVGuy Submitted 01/14/2018 Category Public wetting Clothing Jeans
  25. I think it's a assembly. It could be a pep rally I don't know. Thanks to Maanii for the art.

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