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  1. rachelkirwan

    Flu Season Leaks

    Wow, I haven’t written about an experience in a while. Sorry about that, life’s been pretty busy I guess. Well, I’ve got a couple of longer ones, but here’s a shorter thing that happened to me today! So there’s a bad flu going around and I think I caught it this week. Or at least, I’ve got some kind of cough. It developed a couple of days ago, and has been getting worse. In addition to feeling stuffy, I’ve also been leaking basically every time I cough! This has led to a good number of leaks over the course of the past few days. It’s worse when I’m standing up, and I can reduce the damage if I’m sitting with my legs crossed firmly. If I happen to be caught standing up when I feel a cough coming on, I quick cross of the legs sometimes helps, but not always. And I’ve also noticed that it doesn’t seem to matter if my bladder is full or if I just went pee, I am still leaking a decent sized squirt into my panties with every cough. Now most of you will know I run a side business where I sell my dirty panties online, and it’s been a busy month with lots of orders. This means that I can’t always just slap a pad into my panties and go about my day with protection on, as otherwise I’d have some unhappy customers. Earlier in the week I was wearing a pair of panties for a customer and ended up soaking them pretty good while padding about the house in my gray tights. Fortunately the customer wanted the panties wet, and I was at home. Today, I was finally done prepping panties for customers, so I could wear a pad. I’m glad I did. The coughing has got a little worse (but otherwise I’m feeling ok), and I had already soaked the pad I was wearing before I left the SkyTrain to get to work. By noon I had already changed my pad 3 times (basically after every two coughing fits), and I was starting to run low on pads. I rationed myself in the afternoon and only changed my pad once, but it was my last one. I pulled it out before leaving for the day, as it was rather saddened, and braved going pad-less on the way home. I was wearing dark trousers and it was pouring rain, so I thought I’d be ok. I was doing pretty good actually, until I left the SkyTrain for my walk home. I had just left the station when a wave of coughs caught up with me, and I didn’t cross my legs. The result was a very tangible squirt of pee soaking my panties. I used my purse to cover my crotch and surreptitiously felt if it had gone through my trousers. It had not, and I hurried home to change. This was the result: Anyhow, more stories to come, and to all my Canadian friends, don’t forget to vote! Best, Rach p.s. If you want to order your own pair, here's my website and you know how to get in touch! https://rachelkirwan.wixsite.com/panties
  2. Tonight has been the most thrilling and unexpected wetting I've ever had. Seeing as i had just woken up and was really desperate i thought i'd start a hold. It started by posting a live hold asking if anybody wanted to control my bladder and seeing as i was already quite desperate, i wanted to challenge myself to see how long i could last! After about 30 minutes of me posting in the Live thread, i started to need to go badly. Like REALLY badly. But i was still determined to hold on and give it my best shot. I went to my wardrobe and got the tightest jeans i had. They were navy blue, skin tight jeans which i fount out was a size to small and that's why i had never worn them. This would be perfect for a hold i thought, if i was to have an accident then it wouldn't matter and i could just throw them away if the damage was too bad. After about 5 minutes struggling to put them on, i got in my car and drove to my secret wetting location that i like to do in public. Although it was nearly 1 am, i still get a thrill knowing that somebody could see, or that i could get caught. Little did i know what was going to happen later on! After driving for about 10 minutes to my secret spot, i pulled into the country lane lay by to find 2 cars parked up with people inside. My luck. At this point it was starting to get unbearable and knowing that I've got to hold it, made everything ten times worse. I quickly drove around trying to find another spot, i started to feel myself leak as a wet patch started to form on my tight skin jeans. I managed to gain control and stop before flooding my car. A few minutes later i fount a dirt path which lead to a dead end with a gate at the bottom. I quickly reversed into the spot, and turn my car off. I stepped out of my car to assess the damage. I had leaked more than i had thought. As soon as i had took the picture, my bladder gave way. I started gushing into my jeans and i couldn't stop it, the stream ran straight down my legs with speed as i quickly tried to take my shoes off. i felt it spread like a wild fire, all down my legs into my socks. It felt so good. I just stood there as i watched my jeans get darker and darker with the warm piss running down my jeans. It was really cold outside which made it even better. You could see the steam coming off my jeans! After i was done, i stood there whilst i had a cigarette, Trying to keep the feeling of the warmth while it lasted. After my cigarette, i got changed and placed my dripping, pee soaked jeans into a bag and into the trunk of my car. I went and got in my car and sat there whilst looking on my phone. All of a sudden a bright like caught the attention in the corner of my eye. It was a car coming down the country lane. As the car got closer, i noticed it was a police car. My heart stopped. This sudden tsunami of fear engulfed me. I froze. The police car slowly drove by and stopped just after my car. I started to panic and felt my face go red. I was praying they didn't get out and search my car to find the newly pissed soaked jeans in my trunk. My heart felt although it was in my throat. The Police car then reversed, and pulled in front of mine. I pretended that i had just woken up from his blinding headlights shining through my car to make it less suspicious. It felt like the light was shining through my soul at this point, knowing that if they search my car there going to find my mess. After about 5 seconds of the police car facing me and them having a good look at whom is inside, They reversed and drove off. I could not believe it. My heart felt like it was going to explode. I sat there for about 10 seconds until i seen them take the corner and out of sight. I quickly started my car and drove in the opposite direction as fast as i could. I drove like i was in a scene from The Fast And Furious. When i finally reached home, i sat in my car and laughed. I've never been that close to being caught and out of all the people it was the police. I lit up another cigarette to calm my nerves and just give me time to take in what had happened. Whilst having the cigarette, i let out a little pee in my sweatpants as a reward Hope you guys liked the story! I'm sure i wont forget this one.
  3. When Sosha’s latest eBay purchase results in Alisha peeing her pants, Alisha questions its safety in this sexy wetting video. Tired of Alisha always getting to the toilet first, resulting in embarrassing wetting accidents, Sosha has come up with an innovative revenge plot. She has ordered a device from the internet, a kind of ray-gun that causes one’s victim to suddenly become overwhelmingly desperate to pee. The effect is variable, but at its maximum setting, it promises to cause a full, uncontrollable, accident within just ten seconds. After showing off the device to our camera, Sosha creeps up on Alisha. Without warning, she fires the Bad Blaster Bladder Buster and the effect is instantaneous. Immediately Alisha jumps to her feet, grabbing at her crotch, about to burst. Only a moment earlier she didn’t need to pee at all, but now she is suddenly so desperate she can’t move for fear of wetting herself. Seconds later, it happens; She completely floods her pants as Sosha gleefully watches. Upon relieving herself in her jeans, Alisha reacts with confusion about what just happened. She doesn’t understand how she so quickly got so desperate to pee and had such a significant accident out of nowhere. It is then that Sosha reveals her gadget to Alisha. Alisha questions if such a thing is even possible, but Sosha points out that it obviously worked. Furstrated, Alisha goes off to change her pants, leaving Sosha to contemplate new uses for her new toy. bladder buster tease.mp4
  4. I’m not sure if we can post messing stories here but i know there are people interested in poop accidents as well. This is the story of my only real poop accident past my childhood age and it was mortifying for me. I was 12 years old but I remember it very clearly. My parents, my sister and me were visiting four of our relatives and we were all walking in the city. We got to a playground which me and my sister played on and the grown-ups were all standing around and talking to one another. I noticed I really had to poop but I kept ignoring my need and continued playing. I realized I couldn’t make it much longer but I was still too shy to walk up to all the grown-ups and tell them I had to go the bathroom now. And I wanted to let them talk, I didn’t want to disturb their conversation. Suddenly I slowly felt poop coming out and I really couldn’t hold on anymore so some poop made its way into my pants. And since there was already poop in my pants and I knew I couldn’t hide it anyway I decided to push everything out into my pants. I involuntarily peed a bit while doing it too. It felt really good to be finally able to go after having to hold on so long. I really went alot, my pants were totally full when I was done. After this act, I started blushing when I realized that now I had to own up and tell my parents. I decided to just tell them to just get it over with, since they would find out anyway. I awkwardly waddled towards the group and they noticed what I did before I even said anything. My mom asked me „Did you poop your pants“ and I just nodded. She got kind of annoyed and asked me: „Why didn’t you tell us you had to go?“ Her being disappointed about it made me upset too and I started stammering and said „I didn’t really notice I had to go that badly. I didn’t mean to…“ and I suddenly started crying. Her seeing me cry probably triggered her motherly instinct and she gave me a hug and whispered into my ear: „It’s ok. I understand. Let’s go find a place where you can clean up.“ My younger sister thought it was really funny that I pooped my pants and laughed at me but my dad and my relatives saw I was very upset so they didn’t comment anything negatively. My mom took my hand and we started looking for places with public toilets for me. She asked a few stores but they didn’t end up having public toilets. So I ended up having to walk 20 minutes through the city with full pants. My walk was very awkward and many people noticed me along the way. I cried all the way even though everyone was trying their best to comfort me to make me stop crying. We finally got to a Italian restaurant that let us use their bathroom. What sucks is that the waiter also noticed what I did and also asked me directly „Did you poop your pants?“ just like my mom asked me. I didn’t reply but hearing his remark made me cry again. My mom escorted me to the bathroom but I went into a stall on my own and tried to dump my poop from my pants into the toilet. After 20 minutes I still wasn’t done cleaning up but my parents called me and told me we wanted to leave. My underwear was a complete mess but I wasn’t sure if I should throw it away or not so I just put on my soiled underwear and pants, zipped up my zipper and left the bathroom. My pants were stained and there was a brown spot on the back of my pants so literally could have seen what I did. Luckily my parents accepted to take me home instead of continuing to walk through the city with my relatives. But I still had to walk all the way back. When we made it to our family car (My relatives went home in their own car) I was very quiet the entire ride. I remember my sister complaining about the smell and we had to open the car windows. When I finally got home, I took off my clothes and washed them and I took a bath which finally calmed me down a bit. But when it was time to sleep I got sad again and asked my parents if I could sleep in their bed with them that night and they let me. When I was lying in bed with them they reassured me again that it was ok to have an accident and that I shouldn’t beat myself up over it. I apologized to them for ruining the evening but they comforted me and told me I didn’t ruin it and that we wanted to leave anyway. After a lot of comforting I managed to finally sleep. The next day I already felt somewhat better. But what also sucked is that in the next couple days my parents made sure to often keep asking me if I had to use the bathroom and I hated that they had to keep asking this because it embarrassed me and made me feel like a toddler. But I understand why they did it. They weren’t trying to embarrass me, they were just trying to prevent another accident. And after all I really did have an accident that night, so I really couldn’t complain. So this is my memory, fellow omo-lovers. It is a 100% real story, and it was my only real poop accident after I grew out of having daytime accidents as a small child. That’s why I remember it so clearly. But now, many years later, I don’t feel bad about this experience anymore. I think no one really judged me for it so it was fine afterwards. At the time I felt helpless and miserable but now looking back at it I think it’s kinda cute that it happened.
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  7. Today, I was feeling naughty at work so I decided to wet my panties, just a little. The problem was that by the time I decided I was going to do it, I was already pretty desperate. The more I had to pee the more turned on I got. The more turned on I got, the more peeing in my panties at worked seemed like a good idea. It would just be a tiny little patch, right? Wrong! I tried to relax enough to let out a small amount. I was nervous so I had to really intensely focus on opening my pelvic muscles...which felt so freaking good...And, well, it worked, a nice strong spurt came out and I was thrilled. It was perfect. I felt the wetness spreading out across my panties and that lovely feeling of it pooling under my bottom...and that's when I realized I was actually still peeing and had never stopped. If I'd stopped I wouldn't be sitting in a slowly growing puddle. The stream hadn't stopped, it had just turned into a small dribble. I wet my chair a fair bit before I was able to finally really stop it. I was so embarrassed and turned on. It was so hard not to start touching myself (aside from a few playful grasps of my wet cunt that I couldn't resist). Fortunately, no one found out as there weren't many people in today. After I cleaned up I went into the bathroom and took a couple pictures to share.
  8. Might as well repost this one, too, even though it was only translated by me. It's a story from a Norwegian pee fetish forum. My English translation was originally posted here. Hey, I am a 24 year old girl, and the other day was one of the most embarrassing things I have ever experienced. I work at a perfume shop on the ground floor of a mall, and today I had a stylist appointment on the third floor at three o' clock, and I had talked to my collegue who was to relieve me at three o' clock and arranged for her to arrive 15 minutes earlier. I had to pee so bad, but I was alone from 11-15 and had no chance to go to the bathroom, and the girl who was to relieve me was stuck in traffic and only arrived at about two minutes to three. I had to pee so bad, but I figured it'd be okay, and I had to get to the stylist on time, so I ran there and sat in the chair to cut and dye my hair. Eventually I was almost done, and I thought "finally, 'cause now I'm close to peeing myself". But when the stylist had rinsed out the dye she said she would have to do it again, and when I sat there with that heat thing on my head I felt that I got close to losing it several times, I even did lose it once, but it was just a couple droplets. But when I was done and got up I felt it, "I'm peeing myself any minute, I'll just have to pay and run for the bathroom". And when I stood there and tried to pay there was something wrong with their card machine, and I stood there hopping from foot to foot and holding myself. Then the stylist went to get another girl to ask her for help. And then it happened, it just gushed out! I had zero control, I had tight pale stonewashed jeans and winter boots on so it wasn't a problem for anyone to see what happened, and there were probably a thousand people at the mall. There was so much pee coming out, I never think I've peed so much in my life. It dripped down from my crotch and onto the floor, it gushed like a waterfall up along my buttocks and down my tights, and out between the zippers of my boots. My boots got so soaked it sounded like a wet sponge when I walked. And I had to stand there until that other girl showed up, and they couldn't get the machine to work, so I had to go all the way through the mall to find a cash point with soaked pants! Then I had to go pay, then I had to go to the custodian for a bucket and mop to dry the huge puddle I'd left by the cash register at the stylist. Then I had to go through the mall and across the market, through the town to the bus terminal and then get on the bus home, and then I wet myself again on the ride home. It wasn't deliberate, but since I was already soaking wet in and on my pants and in my panties it just came by itself, it was like it was just okay with my body. So on the bus home and from the bus stop I spurted repeatedly all the way. To be honest, though, I have never felt so embarrassed but also so free simultaneously, and it was lovely! But the weird thing is, my body has kinda grown used to it, so the past four days I've awoken in the morning and felt that I have wet the bed . Plus I have wet myself once on the bus too, it's like I have no control over my bladder anymore, even though I know I do... has anyone else experienced this after an accident? There you go, hope you enjoyed! It's translated very directly from Norwegian, so the 'tone' is probably a bit different from what you're used to, but hope you enjoy nonetheless .
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    SAVE $3 on the last 3 Stephanie comics by purchasing them all together here as Volume 3 of the series. Several of these later stories she posted were of times she came just short of an embarrassing incident, unlike the ones where she ended up being seen by friends and others. But nonetheless they give her the same intense rushes. In "For Amanda V", Stephanie tells another young lady on ToiletStool about the tipping point for her and accidents, when losing control became something of a turn-on for her. As she explained before, she can handle holding it in and occasionally derives some pleasure from it, so she watches a movie until the very end despite her bursting bladder's protests. Stephanie assumes being a grown woman will let her reach the toilet without incident, but she's held it too long and a stuck zipper results in her peeing jeans just a foot from her toilet. And while the mix of feelings give her a special joy down there, it's short-lived by the mess on the bathroom floor and all over her pants. And it's made worse when her mom comes home a little earlier than expected! And if that's a close call, wait til you read "Another Accident" and "A Graduation Story." The former involves a large leak that occurs during her retail shift thanks to a sneeze, and the latter speaks for itself as she struggles to make it after holding herself during a long graduation ceremony. The low-resolution copies of the 49 combined pages are still labeled in chronological order if you have a big folder for the entire Stephanie collection, but the high-resolution versions are labeled according to the pages of ToiletStool's archive they're filed on. This is because I skipped one that lands between "For Amanda V" and "Another Accident" that I simply had to save until last. You can still buy this collection now however and then add "Traffic Jam" in when it drops near the end of the year. Or you could wait for the ultimate set that will include ALL 10 comics in the series for one big deal - I leave that up to you guys. I want to give my audience as many options as possible for your continued enjoyment of my work, and want to thank you for sticking with me during this epic journey illustrating Stephanie's wettings. There's one left, and in the meantime you have plenty of other stories in my shop to check out starring Stephanie and plenty of other desperate young ladies! The original text for these stories can be found on the following web pages: https://www.toiletstool.com/toilet/toiletpostbzc.htm https://www.toiletstool.com/toilet/toiletpostbzo.htm https://www.toiletstool.com/toilet/toiletpostbzt.htm

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  10. SeverusSnapeFan

    malefemale Summer with Snape

    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.
  11. Laundry day today. I used to imagine what it would be like to have an accident on the bus ride home. There’s an old school bus seat in our yard and I finally got the opportunity to see what it looks like wet. 12D9E57F-B7C6-437D-B3AC-5EC6F9528390.MOV
  12. PeeStacy

    female The Daydreamer

    On a seemingly ordinary day, Kassandra found herself enjoying her school lunch break. From home she had brought a sandwich, graham crackers, grapes, and some pomegranate juice which she had been looking forward to tasting. She sat alone today, reading her book peacefully. After some time, Kassandra finished her lunch, drank her juice, and drank several long gulps of water before embarking to math class. Early in the class, her mind drifted as she pictured herself walking through the halls. She liked to imagine herself floating just above the floor of a long, empty corridor before gently rising to the ceiling. Kassandra daydreamed further about taking a short walk through the air towards a beautiful, flowing waterfall. It invoked images of gentle mists on her skin: a pleasant escape from the stuffy classroom. But after some time, she slowly drifted back into reality with a pressing question: "Why did I drink so much juice?" Kassandra felt a slight pressure in her bladder which told her that now was not the time to relax. Especially not at a waterfall. A large, flowing waterfall which made the very air glisten with moisture. Maybe one with warm pools to bathe in below and relax all of her tired muscles... Just then, Kassandra grounded herself once again. She quickly contracted her muscles to prevent the trickle which she was almost convinced to release. Kassandra slammed her thighs together. "Not yet!", she thought to herself. She instead began to strategize the fastest way to get to the toilet to attain the release she so craved. Kassandra raised her hand. "Yes, Kassandra?", Mrs. Zillmann asked. "Can I go to the bathroom?", Kassandra replied. "Not yet, Julia has the girls' hall pass. " Mrs. Zillmann hesitated. "Is this an emergency?" Kassandra heard some muffled snickering from her peers and began actively blocking last week's incident from her mind. "No," she said. After a brief pause, Mrs. Z continued her lesson. Over 20 minutes passed, with Kassandra imagining the ghost of Julia returning the coveted hall pass. She desperately rubbed her thighs together, shifting in her seat in a desperate bid to keep her panties as dry as possible. The desperate girl stayed the course, knowing the embarrassment of holding herself like a little girl. Increasingly she found herself walking closer to that watery precipice of her dreams. A few minutes later, Kassandra heard footsteps of increasing volume heading towards her classroom. Hope of seeing Julia welled up inside of her: this was her chance! Briefly losing control, Kassandra accidentally let out a dribble before slamming her hands into her crotch. She groaned impatiently to herself, at the beginning of the end of her ability to hold on. The urine was absorbed into her thick panties before cooling against her skin. She was not about to let this happen again. She could wait for Julia's slow gait. She could make it to the distant toilet, and she could release her aching bladder in an appropriate place. At the instant Julie passed through the door, Kassandra shot up. Kassandra's rapid motion caused another small stream to leak into her damp panties, bringing them near their saturation point. The warmth lingered longer while her bladder cried for sweet relief. Kassandra, unable to avoid holding herself, quickly walked to the front of the room. She wordlessly snatched the hallpass and bolted into the corridor outside. Kassandra sped through the hallways of her high school and walked along the long, delicate tightrope which separated utter humiliation from orgasmic relief. Kassandra deviated from that path every few steps as she neared the bathroom. Brief leaks warmed the outer edges of her pussy before integrating into the moist fabric of her clothes. She could see a small spot on the front of her light jeans; it was a mark of shame she hoped to hide. The bathroom was mercifully barren, with no one else coming in or out. One insulting jet of urine later, she burst into the stall and locked the door behind her. She held herself for a few seconds to regain control. She had no time to examine the damage, but the wetness on her hand led her to believe that a baseball-sized portion of her jeans had shamefully darkened. Her slippery fingers and frantic heart rate prevented her from opening the button and zipper on the front of her jeans. At this moment, no feat of muscular strength could completely stem the flow. A continuous dribble had begun which would not subside, no matter how much she stepped from foot to foot. Shortly after that, a chilling wave swept through Kassandra's body. Her internal dam began to burst directly in front of the toilet. A loud hissing noise erupted from her panties as the yellow waterfall hit their saturated fabric. Hot pee burst down her thighs and around her ass. It passed along the backs of her ankles. Kassandra let out an audible moan; it was a combination of pleasure and embarrassment. The flow continued to burst from within her young body, pooling at her feet and drenching her sneakers in pee once again. As the hissing noise subsided and the warmth continued to spread, Kassandra felt oddly at peace. She was at her peaceful waterfall, or at least very close to it. She could stay there a few minutes before taking the walk of shame to the nurse's office for the second time. Kassandra opened her eyes as consciousness returned to her. Drifting in from her slumber to the real world, Kassandra pulled the blanket from over her body. As she moved, plastic crinkled below. She reached into her pajama pants and checked her pull-up. As expected, it was soaking wet, about to leak. Kassandra stood up and looked in the mirror before stripping her pajamas off. Her pull-up bulged and sagged below her, heavy and warm with the weight of her dreams. The once-pink flowers had made way for a yellow curtain which crept almost up to her waist. "Thank god, only a dream this time", Kassandra thought to herself before preparing to shower.
  13. Alisha is tied up, being held hostage, and desperate to pee. Her captor, Sosha, won’t release her until her demands are met: HD Wetting must reach one million members. In this scene we find Alisha in a rather precarious situation; She is tied up, unable to escape, and desperate to pee. Her captor, Sosha, is monitoring her via a video camera and able to communicate through a speaker. She makes Alisha record a hostage video containing her demands. Alisha will not be released until one million users sign up at HD Wetting. Even though Alisha records the hostage video for Sosha, Sosha still won’t let her go. Alisha pleads with Sosha to release her so she can pee, but Sosha refuses. Sosha holds firm that she won’t let Alisha go until the one million member number is reached. Alisha continues to beg Sosha to let her go, contorting herself trying not to pee, but her efforts ultimately prove to be futile. Sitting on the floor, tied up, Alisha pees in her pants. A puddle spreads out around her and her pants grow visibly dark with wetness. After she has finished peeing, Sosha still leaves her sitting in her puddle, tied up, waiting for the one million new members to sign up. hostage_promo.mp4
  14. sammilove

    female Desperation at Work

    Hi all. This story doesn't include much wetting but a lot of embarrassment and desperation. A little background real quick. I work at my local Wal-Mart as a cashier. I typically only work after class except today. Anyways, I was working a 4 hour shift wheich was 5 to 9:30. I was wearing khaki capris and had a black jacket with a white shirt on underneath. I looked at my watch. It was 4:55. I had to clock in at 5. I stood by the time clock impatiently waiting to clock and get to work and get threw the day as quickly as possible and return to watching netflix. It finally hit 5 and I clocked in. I noticed I kinda had to pee right after I did. I thought, 'Oh well, not too desperate and I've done this plenty of times. Won't be hard.' Well, I found my way up front and they told me they needed me on one of the self checkout registers. I loved them because it was somewhat solitary and super easy but boring. After about 30 minutes at work, I noticed my need to pee had grown to probably a 4. I continued to ignore it as best as I could. I mean, I didn't even have that much to drink during the day or even right before work. I waited about another 20 minutes then asked one of the CSMs if she could cover so I could run the bathroom. I'd say I was probably a 5.5 or 6 now and I was starting to worry. After about 5 minutes she came over and said I'd have to wait until the other CSM got back from lunch. She went at 5:30 and it was now almost 6. 'Half an hour more' I thought. 'I'm a big girl I should be fine.' After about 10 minutes, I was starting to get really uncomfortable. Constantly shifting my weight and pacing non stop around the self checkouts. What was even worse was it was starting to get really busy meaning I couldn't walk as much and had to help people out more. Which is really hard when you have pee. Anyways, I tried to act as professional and nice as I could but was really on edge now. I suffered on for another 20 minutes but I was probably at a 7 by now. I was really considering just walking off and going before something worse happens. I called the csm over once again to see if she could cover. She said no but she could send another cashier to cover for me but she'd have to shut a register down and it'd be even busier. I declined hoping that the other csm would come back soon. I tried my best to not act like a child but I really had to go now. I still couldn't figure out what I had drank to make me so desperate. It was about 6:45 when the other CSM came back from lunch. She was immediately sent over to cover for me. I had never been so thankful. But the only downside was she was very chatty and started talking to me as soon as she got down to me. Being the polite person, I tried to hold it together enough to have a conversation. I managed but quickly started walking to the bathroom. But, the ones up front were closed for maintenance and cleaning. I thought I was going to cry but remembered there were some in the back as well. The walk would almost 3x as far but oh well. I don't think I had ever walked so fast before either. When I finally made it to the bathroom, all the stalls were full. I was probably at a 9 by now. I was now openly holding myself. I didn't care, I had to go so bad. Finally one of the stalls opened up and I ran in after the woman got out of the way. I tried to get my pants off as fast as I could but something terrible happened. I leaked into my panties during the process. I quickly tried to stop the flow by shoving my hands into my crotch.I had my pants undone but I didn't know if I could hold it long enough to pull them down. After about a minute of standing in agony, I went for it. I tried to pull my pants and underwear done as quickly as I could. But I leaked again. I managed to get them off but I knew I had leaked onto my pants. The relief was amazing. I must've peed for almost two minutes. As I was peeing, I was trying to inspect my panties. They were soaked and I knew they'd get my pants wet too. I was curious if any had gotten on pants as well. Once I finished, I slowly pulled my pants up to see if they were wet. There was a streak that went down to the knee on the left leg and of course the crotch would be wet from my panties being soaked with pee. I made the choice to leave them on hope the wetness wouldn't be noticeable. I took off my jacket and wrapped it around my waist just in case and wetness were to appear. I slowly walked back the front of the store and asked to go ahead go to break. They agreed. I went out to my car and attempted to dry my pants and panties off as best I could with a towel. I returned to work and managed to get threw the rest of my shift without incident. Either no one noticed the wet spot or just didn't want to say anything. (Probably the second one but oh well.) On the drive home, I finally figured out what made me have to pee so bad. I started taking a new medicine that acts light diuretic. I told myself I would never take it before again either.
  15. Wet Shorts

    Airport bus humiliation

    This happened to me a few days ago ... I was on my way to the airport, which involved a journey by train and then bus. Because of the timings (which were rather tight), I couldn't afford to break the journey. Everything started out fine with a lot of coffee before getting a taxi to the station. Arriving in good time, I decided to treat myself to a beer while I waited for the train. I needed the toilet, but it was on the same platform as me so not a problem. However, they were closed for renovation works and so I found myself quite desperate after the coffee and with a beer. There were only a few minutes before the train, so I decided to wait till it came in instead of using the temporary toilets outside the station. However, the train got later and later while my need to pee got greater and greater, until I ended up obviously holding myself by the time the train arrived. As soon as it came in, totally ignoring my luggage, I rushed to the toilet and blissfully relieved myself. The train journey was about 40 minutes, and I pee'd again about 10 minutes before the end. After departing the train, I had to get the bus to the airport and didn't feel any need to go. Annoyingly, I just missed one shuttle service, and had to get the next one. This took about 5 minutes to arrive, by which time I was feeling a bit of a need to go again; however, the timings were very tight, so I decided to hold it and got on the bus. I sat at the front of the top deck and waited for the bus to leave, by which time I was holding myself again. It was a 30 minute journey with people sitting next to me, so I moved to the back of the bus so that I could hold myself. For the next 10 or 15 minutes, I had my hands buried in my crotch as I desperately tried not to wee myself on the bus. Despite all my best efforts, I finally felt my jeans starting to get wet as a trickle escaped. In complete humiliation, I unzipped my flies and poked my penis out of them, then wee'd on the floor for a while as I tried to nonchalantly look at my mobile. This didn't work badly in principle, except that I felt a thrumming against my left ankle which was because I was pee'ing on it without looking. I paused, re-aimed, and unintentionally pee'd down my thigh instead; after a while, I wasn't on the verge of wetting myself and was able to stop, albeit with a wet ankle and socks. Having wee'd just enough to not have a major accident, it didn't take long before I was back in the same situation. I dealt with it similarly by pee'ing on the floor of the bus, this time looking under the seat to avoid going on my leg. The splattering noise wasn't masked by the bus, so I tried my best to do a bit more than earlier but still as little as possible. Having got past the point of "I'm about to set myself", I lifted my feet off the soaking wet floor and felt the shame of watching my piss run up & down the bus as it climbed hills. The need to pee had never left me but just been diminished a bit by going on the floor, and it returned with a vengeance shortly before we reached the airport. Some of the previous relief hadn't totally escaped my pants resulting in somewhat damp underwear, and it was all too much - I started to just wet myself. It wasn't too long before the bus got to the airport, at which time I desperately rushed for the toilet and managed to use it before flooding my pants. Having managed to get to the toilet with nothing more than a small damp patch, I was irritated to find that the flight was running 1/2 an hour late anyway. To kill time, I went to the bar and had a beer; the flight was now 45 minutes late, so I had another. All of a sudden, the indicator changed to "final call" and so I rushed to the gate. We were then held there for maybe 30 minutes, by which time I was holding myself again. Finally, we boarded, and then the flight proceeded to do absolutely nothing. I lost control and started dribbling into my underwear again; by the time we took off, I'd done a lot into the seat but still felt completely desperate. Eventually, the seat belt light came off and I rushed to the toilet. There was a big queue, and I was going down my leg, so when I realised that one seat row was empty I immediately sat in it and let go. I was wearing black jeans, so it wasn't too obvious, and I then did it again later on in the flight.
  16. This voyeuristic video captures the aftermath of a major wetting accident via a hidden camera in the bathroom. In this scene, we get treated to a private situation thanks to a hidden camera in the bathroom. Desperate to pee, Alisha explodes into the bathroom, but by the time the door swings open it is too late. Almost the entire contents of her bladder have escaped into her light-colored pants. Standing in front of the toilet, she tries to cut off the flow for a moment, but instead of holding back she simply ends up finishing relieving herself in her trousers. With her pants soaking wet, she grabs a handful of toilet paper and tries to mop up the mess she made on the floor. Finally, she takes off her dripping wet clothes, bundles them up, and walks away to clean herself up.
  17. Wet the Bed Friday night, my husband and I decided that we would go out with some friends for drinks after work. So we met up with them at a lovely trendy craft beer place, and ordered flight after flight of tasters. I ended up trying a ton of different beers – some good, some clearly trying too hard, but that’s how it goes with craft beer. I was still in my work clothes (in this case a black pencil skirt, cotton panties, and a purple blouse) and was getting pretty sloppy. For those of you who will know me, I’ve got a tendency to be a slightly sloppy drunk. Well, we were 4 (or maybe 5) flights in, and my hubby wrapped things up and called us a cab (an hour long Skytrain ride would have resulted in me getting up to some bad behaviour on the train, I’m sure, or having a public accident. My husband is well aware of my sloppy drunken tendencies, and often takes care of me in these situations, making sure I don’t have more, and helping me get ready for bed (which if I’ve been drinking means getting me into a diaper). Well tonight, he was about as drunk as I was, it was a long week for him and he was helping to finish off the stronger beers, and some of those craft beers are pretty strong (one particular imperial IPA comes to mind... sort of). Anyhow, he had it together to get us a cab and home, but once we were home, we were both pretty wired, so we ended up making a couple of gin and tonics, and watching Netflix on the couch. At some god awful hour, we decided to head to be, though I have only vague recollections of this. Before this fateful time, we decided to have another gin and tonic, and my hubby, being British, made them strong. I don’t know what being British has to do with it, but he insists it’s some sort of national thing, particularly after a couple. We went to bed and I remember stripping naked, and possibly mumbling something like “Hun, I’m a bedwetting risk tonight, I should probably wear something.” And him brushing it off or I’m not sure what. Anyhow, I just crawled into bed and was out like a light. Not only did I not put on a diaper, but I also didn’t even go to the bathroom before crashing. I remember waking up, and feeling completely soaked, both the bedding underneath me, and my thighs and sex. I felt about and my inner thighs were very wet, like I had woken up while still peeing or having just finished. I still felt like I needed to pee urgently, and I remember staggering up, dripping everywhere, and peeing in the washroom. Slightly drunken and sleepy Rachel came back from the bathroom with a towel, and I put this down to lie on, and I went back to sleep. I don’t know how long I was out for, but I woke up some time later feeling wet again, either the pee from the bed had soaked through the towel, or, which was much more likely, I had wet the bed again. I was feeling sticky, and hot, and wet, and not a little surprised, as usually I sleep through these sorts of things and just wake up in the morning in a puddle. I should point out that on both of these occasions, my husband just lay next to me, snoring, oblivious. Also, on neither occasion had my wet spot reached him, or so it seemed. Anyhow, my bladder was empty, and I was sober. Mostly. I just wanted to get some sleep, but didn’t want a hangover and didn’t want to lay in a puddle. So I got up, had two moderate-sized glass of water, and put down my Peepod mat, something I should have done initially, and slid a Goodnite up my sticky legs. I then crashed out and slept the rest of the night. We ended up sleeping in to about 11 am, which was lovely, though every time my husband tried to cuddle, I kept him away, worried he’d roll into my puddle. When I say we slept in to 11am, I should note that I woke up again at about 9 am and found my Goodnite wet and my legs still sticky and uncomfortable. I opted to just leave it on, and roll over, already a mess. When we finally did get up, my husband was almost oblivious to the fact that I’d had a major bedwetting accident beside him. Even after I said that I was going to do the laundry apologetically, he didn’t clue in. It was only after he had woken up a little, rolled over and felt me on the dry, Peepod pad, that he remembered that my wetting the bed might have been a worry, and then he only realized that the Peepod was concealing a large puddle, after I told him apologetically. I got up and stripped the bed, still wearing my wet Goodnite. I enjoyed the feeling of shame that is associated with stripping a wet bed in the morning, magnified by my being in a wet Goodnite. It was only after all the wet sheets, the towel, the Peepod pad and the ‘waterproof’ mattress cover were stripped did I realize that the mattress cover had failed to do its job and that the mattress was wet. As you can see from these pictures I snapped during the process, this was certainly not the first time that I have wet our bed, and that when my bedwetting issues cropped up again, that we had trouble finding a good mattress cover. Anyhow, still wearing nothing but a wet Goodnite, I made my way to the bathroom to shower. My legs were sticky with sweat (as it had been a hot night), and pee (as I’d wet the bed three times). The good news was that the water seemed to have helped and I was not hung over. Or at least not all that much. I showered off, had some breakfast and tea. Thinking about the evening, my feelings of shame waking up in the morning, and all the complicated emotions that I have around bedwetting made me very aroused and I will admit to bringing myself to orgasm while ridding my hung-over husband, who needed some coaxing, given his hangover. I’ve not wet the bed unintentionally in a while, I thought I’d share. Rach
  18. WesternWets

    female Trina's Canon Fear-Wetting

    Version 1.0.0

    ***This image set skips from image 15 to image 20 - 16 through 19 are available in the DELUXE version of this release, which also includes 2 complete chapters that contain Trina needing to pee, wetting herself in fear and then hiking in the soaked shorts down the mountain - twice the price for twice the content*** I'm still amazed at the positive reception of my character Trina hanging out here the last year or so, and even more pleased at your eagerness to see more of the story she belongs to. For those reasons I'm finally presenting the part of that story - one I've been fine-tuning and going back to for well over a decade now - where my omorashi fetish actually leaks (pun intentional) into my personal work, and where Trina pees her pants canonically for the first time. Now as you've seen she's something of an accident-prone person, but within the comic "Spirit DNA" I try to limit her bathroom mishaps. Still, the quest she ends up going on does have its fair share of dangers, and it isn't too long before we find her with a full bladder and no way to escape a frightening situation. Trina holds on while she can, but as you'll see from the spot she ends up in, eventually there would be no helping it, and the babysitter you know and love has an accident in front of the kid she's watching as he and his friend save her. And of course this occurs after she gets stranded in the woods with no bike, so it's up to the kindness of the pizza boy from last chapter to lend her what he's got on for a bit - fortunately since he can transform back and forth into an alpaca, he might be able to help her out for a bit. I wanted to make sure you guys got more than just a brief scene that comes and goes in a much larger comic, and since I illustrated these pages back around 2015-2016 I also felt like going back and redrawing it all with the skills I've picked up since then (and with more of a focus on the omorashi, like my other comics are styled) In total, the image set that resulted has 27 pages of brand new artwork providing every possible angle you can imagine for what happens to Trina in chapter 3 of my comic. Speaking of, you'll also get the pages leading up to and following the accident from the official comic to provide some extra context for the images in the folder. So this set might answer some questions you have from the last bundle, and will show you everything there is about the official accident I made Trina experience - you can probably guess where some of the inspiration for this scene came from At some point in the future "Spirit DNA" will have a proper launch online and then you can read more of Trina's adventures outside here, but until that time thank you so much for your continued support of her and the rest of my work. One final note there is definitely NUDITY in these image sets, and please feel free to offer feedback that will help me improve on the stories I tell here and beyond. This will be the last time I'll depict Trina peeing in this particular outfit, but don't worry - she isn't done here and has much more 'business' to do in other clothes.

    $4.99

  19. Version 1.0.0

    I'm still amazed at the positive reception of my character Trina hanging out here the last year or so, and even more pleased at your eagerness to see more of the story she belongs to. For those reasons I'm finally presenting the part of that story - one I've been fine-tuning and going back to for well over a decade now - where my omorashi fetish actually leaks (pun intentional) into my personal work, and where Trina pees her pants canonically for the first time. Now as you've seen she's something of an accident-prone person, but within the comic "Spirit DNA" I try to limit her bathroom mishaps. Still, the quest she ends up going on does have its fair share of dangers, and it isn't too long before we find her with a full bladder and no way to escape a frightening situation. Trina holds on while she can, but as you'll see from the spot she ends up in, eventually there would be no helping it, and the babysitter you know and love has an accident in front of the kid she's watching as he and his friend save her. And of course this occurs after she gets stranded in the woods with no bike, so it's up to the kindness of the pizza boy from last chapter to lend her what he's got on for a bit - fortunately since he can transform back and forth into an alpaca, he might be able to help her out for a bit. I wanted to make sure you guys got more than just a brief scene that comes and goes in a much larger comic, and since I illustrated these pages back around 2015-2016 I also felt like going back and redrawing it all with the skills I've picked up since then (and with more of a focus on the omorashi, like my other comics are styled) In total, the image set that resulted has 31 pages of brand new artwork providing every possible angle you can imagine for what happens to Trina in chapter 3 of my comic. Speaking of, you'll also get 2 FULL chapters of "Spirit DNA", and while chapter 2 isn't being included due to lack of omo-content I have provided the pages in which Trina returns to her human state after becoming a chicken at the end of chapter 1. So this set will answer some questions you might have from the last bundle, and will show you everything there is about the official accident I made Trina experience - you can probably guess where some of the inspiration for this scene came from At some point in the future "Spirit DNA" will have a proper launch online and then you can read more of Trina's adventures outside here, but until that time thank you so much for your continued support of her and the rest of my work. One final note there is definitely NUDITY in these image sets, and please feel free to offer feedback that will help me improve on the stories I tell here and beyond. This will be the last time I'll depict Trina peeing in this particular outfit, but don't worry - she isn't done here and has much more 'business' to do in other clothes.

    $9.99

  20. hello. I'm back now with a new story for you's all. I said in my last post that i was going to make more content but that was a month ago, sorry for the delay but here we are. just a description of what i look like. young (early 20's , skinny, no body hair, very smooth skin average height and i prefer wearing woman's clothes most of the time. It was a Monday night and i decided to go swimming for a little bit of exercise (as i do on a Monday) and arrived, got in and changed into my swimming briefs and have a quick rinse and pop into the pool. The water was nice and warm for a cold and rainy night so was off to a great start. I always brings a 1LT bottle of ice cold water with me to keep me cool and hydrated and every time i reached the start of the pool i took a small break and finished about 1/5th of the bottle. So after about an hour i decided to get out of the pool as the leisure centre was closing in half an hour plus getting pretty tired as i was trying to push my self a little bit more in the pool. walking back to my locker and it was !!!FREEZING!!! doesn't help that I'm skinny and i don't have any body hair from the neck down so clean shaven everywhere. Once i got into my locker i got my shampoo conditioner and body wash and went for a nice hot shower and after that wen't back into my locker, took everything out and started to get changed. Began by slipping down my swimming breifs, hung them up and began to dry my self down and change into my grey slim fit briefs (because you cant wear boxers with denim short shorts) 20 black Denier tights, blue denim short shorts, Hi-top converse and my tight fitting black T-shirt. after that dried my soaked briefs in the towel rolled up the towel with my swimming briefs inside and packed all my swimming stuff into my bag and as i was heading out decided to get another drink as my energy levels were low, and the choice of drink was a bottle of lucozade sport lime from the vending machine in the reception. Walking down to the bus station, cold and slowly getting wet from the rain and while walking i finished the bottle in less than 5mins and felt a bit more energised after that. as i was walking down i felt the first urge to pee after finishing 500ml of lemon lime water in the morning, a couple of 500ml bottles of water through out the day, the 1LT bottle of ice cold water from swimming and the 500ml bottle of sports lime. Then just as i reached the bus stop i remembered i haven't went to the bathroom all day so no morning or mid day pee so that's not gonna help for sure. As i approached the bus terminal i looked up at the time table and to my horror the bus had been delayed by 20mins, thought to my self "great just what i need when i really need to pee. After 30mins of waiting, walking and pacing (refused to sit on those freezing and wet seats) the bus arrived and i was in luck and out of luck at the same time, because It's the last bus home it drives straight to my house with no stops as the bus shelters are right beside my house, only thing is it's an hour and 15 minute bus journey. if the bus stopped everywhere on the way home (as it normally dose) i would for sure started having an accident or started full on wetting my self half way to 3 quarters of the way home for sure. so in my head I'm thinking i should make it or mostly make it and I'd be fine with wet grey briefs and even wet tights, as long as no wet marks or patches start appearing on my blue short shorts I'm happy with that. Boarded the bus quite desperate and thankfully the bus took off instantly and i noticed as i sat down on the back of the bus that it was empty. 10mins into the bus journey i started to dry off and warm up (thanks to the little radiators) after standing in the freezing rain for 30mins and was helping me hold as well and the warmth was helping me relax rather than shivering and tensing up my whole body. 20 mins in and i had my first pure wave of desperation hit me and i didn't know what to do as it took me by surprise, felt all my mussels in my lower area relax, a nice hot wave followed by a shiver flood my entire body, slowly started spreading my legs further and further apart i just zoned out so hard. After about 10 seconds i snapped back realised i was 1 second away from an accident as i could feel a hot warmth travelling down my willy, so i very quickly shoved both hands into my blue denim short shorts and crossed my legs with my tights rubbing off each other. after 30 seconds of desperate grabbing and holding i felt it retract back inside me and i managed to downgrade from "on the verge of wetting my self to "extremely desperate". i calmed down, uncrossed my legs and took my hands away from my short shorts and went back to sitting normally with my right foot tapping away. 30mins in and another wave out of no where hit me but it was worse than last time, so i panicked again and just pressed and rubbed my thighs together and hoped for the best, but this was the start of the end. 20 seconds into the second wave hitting me i started to feel it moving It's way down with no slowing down and i panicked even more and that lead to me letting go for a couple of seconds by accident and i felt it rush down my willy and i slammed my thighs shut again held on for dear life. after a couple of minutes it subsided and i thought i was i the clear untill i twitched in my lower area and felt something move fast in my underwear. i quickly realised that some of the pee must of got trapped in my willy and the second i twitched it most likely shot out of me into my grey briefs. So most likely I've got a small wet line from the bottom of the bulge of my grey briefs to right between my legs. GREAT 50mins in I'm tapping with both feet, bobbing up and down, squirming, leaning on one but cheek to the other and crossing my legs and in allot of pain from being beyond desperate. 55mins in and my mussels slowly started to relax and i could feel it coming, could feel the warmth slowly moving It's way down past my V-point and down into my privet area and being in allot of pain and discomfort all i could think about is "It's okay if you let go" "adults wet them self time to time" " accidents happen" "just let go and soil yourself and you'll feel allot better" "no one will notice your soaked shorts and tights" . I didn't realise i was zoned out again while making up my mind if i was going to let go and just let the wetting happen and i froze when i felt a small warm stream running in my underwear and quickly realised I'M HAVE AN ACCIDENT!!! after about 5-7 seconds i managed to stop the flow and i knew at the least i have wet my underwear. I could feel the warmth between my legs and all the pee still trying to escape and me trying to fight it off with every ounce of strength i had left in me. I looked down to see if there was any outer damage and to my relief nothing and since there was no one on the bus i decided to quickly unzip my denim shorts and see the damage. Once i shimmied my shorts down to my knees i saw decent sized wet spot on my briefs and my tights and a tiny stream coming between and down my thighs and it rushing out of my willy again and all i could do was say under my breath was not again, not again. not again, no, no, no, no, no, No, NO !!!NO!!! after 10 seconds of peeing in just my underwear and tights as my blue denim short shorts have falling to my ankles during the second wetting i regained control by clamping my hands between my wet tights and underwear while still peeing and stopped my self from soaking myself anymore. I looked down and saw the wet patch reaching from my v-point to half way down between my tights and my entire bum. I very quickly wiped my hands on my tights pulled up my short shorts and moved one seat away from the window and there was a wet patch on the seat. i looked out of the window and saw that the bus was pulling into the bus station just out side my house and i thought "great I'm no more than 5 mins away from my house and the second the bus pulled up he just got up and left the bus so i stood up (with caution) and slowly started to get out of the bus and i decided to look down to inspect the damage and no wet marks on my blue denim short shorts but 2 long wet streaks down my inner of my thighs. Left the bus station without no one seeing me and proceeded to walk home with my bathroom being less than 5mins away. after 3mins of walking i finally saw my house just down at the end of the street and while looking up i felt something tickling the back of my left leg so had a wee quick look and noticed it was a small skinny wet patch slowly travelling down towards my converse and the front of my short shorts were becoming darker and darker. Walking home only 2mins away from my house and i can't hold on anymore and nothing but this small warm waterfall going between and down my legs, my shorts starting to absorb and darken and thinking to myself "oh no I'm having an accident in public" because my briefs, tights and denim short shorts are quite a tight fit I'm not able to full force wet myself due to the fact that everything down there is so tight down there so it's just a small constant stream slowly but surly an accident is in the making. I got into my front garden and i looked down, saw my short shorts getting wetter and wetter and my tight shining in the moon light from the wetness. i stopped and just fully relaxed let out a sigh of relief, spread my legs apart and i could feel the stream gather more speed as it splashed up and down the back of my grey underwear then make It's way down the sleeves of my now dark blue denim short shorts, riding down my see through tights from the front to the back.after it slowly came to an end i walked in and wen't straight to the washing machine to take off my clothes. I was on my knees with my heels up at my bum and i got the fright of my life when i heard "hey how are you?" it was my GF i forgot she was coming down today so i did everything to keep my lower half out of sight while talking to her (at this point is impossible) While talking to her i started to wet my self again as she scared me and she paused mid sentence and said "do you here that hissing noise?" and as she said that she looked down at me and saw the side of my see through tights were wet and asked " you okay?" i just replied with "yeah I'm fine" and at this point the hissing noise was getting louder and louder and she walked over to me looked down and saw my soaked clothes and them getting wetter and she gasped and asked what's happening? i just stood up faced her (while still wetting) and just said "sorry i having an accident" with a sad tone of voice and face While still having my last wetting for the night in the kitchen in front of my girl friend i was explaining that i got on the bus desperate, i had 2 accidents on the bus one with my shorts down while checking for internal damage i.e. my grey underwear and my see through tights, and i fully let go while walking home and once i reached the garden i froze and just let it happen and i came in here while still peeing a tiny bit and when you asked "hey, how are you?" you scared me and cause this accident in front of you. at this point is was pretty chocked up, stressed and very physically and mentally drained. i said I'm very sorry you had to see this (in a depressed voice) and as i started to walk away to get changed and to take a shower she quickly spun me around and said with the most friendly and cute little voice "it's okaaaayyyyyy" while giving me a massive hug. "go up and take a shower and change and come back down and cuddle up with me under my blanket till you feel better" so i did just that, had another lovely shower, got changed into just my galaxy leggings (had an accident in my galaxy leggings from a previous story of mine) went down stairs cuddled up with her and we both fell asleep on the connor sofa. Hope you've enjoyed this story as It's my longest, most detailed story I've ever written. please feel free to read through my other story's. Thank you
  21. Sammy Iiliev Lawson can't make it to the bathroom in time and pisses in his tight jean shorts.mp4
  22. With only one bathroom in the house, a race for the toilet ensues when both Alisha and Sosha need to pee at the same time. The result is one winner and one very wet looser. In this scene, we encounter Alisha and Sosha as they meet in the hallway, both on their way to the bathroom. A brief discussion ensues about how there is only a single bathroom available. Once it becomes evident that they are at an impasse, they both sprint to the bathroom, hoping to be the first to make it. Unfortunately for Sosha, she loses the race. Alisha shoves her out of the way as she dives into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Sosha has no choice but to desperately wait in the hall as Alisha takes care of business on the other side of the door. Alisha, it turns out, is in no great hurry to leave the bathroom. After relieving herself, she washes her hands at a leisurely pace, before taking her time with her hair. Meanwhile, Sosha is just outside the bathroom door, crossing her legs and contorting her body as she struggles not to have an accident in her white leggings. Clearly, Sosha is having extreme difficulty holding it, so it comes as little surprise when she reaches her limit. Losing control, she ends up completely flooding her leggings. Her pee cascades down her legs, making a puddle on the floor as she stands horrified in the middle of the hall. After collecting herself, she manages to curse at Alisha, threatening vengeance as she storms off, dripping down the hallway. WARNING - THE FOLLOWING CLIP CONTAINS BRIEF NUDITY Scene 17 Promo.mp4
  23. Check out this video recreation of a real-life, humiliating, wetting accident that Olivia suffered on a trip with friends. Here is Olivia’s account of what happened- Scene 17 Promo.mp4