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  1. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Completed shortly after the worst of my bout with Covid (yeeeeee...), so it's not quite as good as I'd like it to be. Here is a prequel to the Turbulence images --- now you can see how devastating getting pulled out of that bathroom ended up being for poor Ivy! She had already been desperately waiting for it to be fixed! As with pretty much every non-comic image I've done in recent years, the nude and textless versions are available on my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/jailoreckman And if you haven't seen those Turbulence images yet:
  2. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Here's my Patreon Solitary Poll image from last month! And ooh, how unfortunate... It looks like Ivy didn't get to pee! Must have had something with the flight attendant threatening to unlock the door after a countdown of only a few seconds... I guess she didn't want to be on full display for the aisle while gushing piss! Oh well! Time to buckle up! (Despite the fact that she already couldn't exactly button-up...) 😋
  3. Long time reader, first time poster. Lifelong omo fan. I couldn’t believe this happened to me so I had to share! To preface the story, I finally decided to fly my first padded flight. But this isn’t a story about diapers, you’ll see. I packed a mega max in my bag and put it on after security. I had some dinner before the 6pm flight and boarded at 530. At 545 the captain came on and said there was a mechanical issue, should only take an hour to fix so he’d keep us on the plane and then we’d be able to take off. I was so thirsty from the salty dinner I had I kept drinking my Nalgene. Two hours went by and I still didn’t have to go. The pilot finally came back on and said we’d be deplaning and would have to wait longer. We deplaned, I kept drinking because I was so dehydrated. Finally at 9pm they told us our flight would be delayed until 8am the next morning. I was so frustrated, and amazingly didn’t need to pee at all. I think because it was the end of the day and I had such a salty dinner, I just didn’t need to go. So I went home in my dry diaper, livid that this ordeal happened. I felt so dehydrated from the day and probably drank 2 additional liters before I went to bed. The next day… I woke up at 5:45am for the rescheduled flight. I didn’t even have to pee that bad when I woke up despite all that I drank the night before. And since I was still mad about the fact that I couldn’t fly out the night before, I was not in the mood to pad up again, so I didn’t pack a diaper. I had my morning coffee before I left, I’m a big cold brew guy, then left my house and headed to the airport. Security took longer than usual and I cleared it with 10 minutes to spare before boarding. At this point I surprisingly did not need to pee. Coffee usually goes right through me, especially a 12oz cold brew. Likely because of the adrenaline of the whole past 12 hours and the fact that it was almost time to board, I didn’t feel any urge. I boarded the flight at 7:20am. I’m a window seat guy and I was seated in the 12th row. Upon sitting down I felt the first urge to go, but nothing remotely bad. By the time the plane finished boarding, at about 8am, the urge was definitely there, I’d say a 5/10. For a normal person they’d probably try to find a bathroom at this point but I honestly felt fine. Years of omo and desperation has made be become very in tune with my body. I know how much I’m holding and how long I can go. As someone with a bladder capacity of 1.2L, a feeling of 5/10 is a walk in the park. I figured we’d be up in the air within the hour and I’d be good to go before the beverage service starts. It was now 8am, our officially departure time, and 40 minutes after I had boarded. At this point I officially had to pee. The urge was now constant. I’d say it was a 7/10 which for me is still manageable. Then the captain made an announcement. First he said it would be a few more minutes until we pushed back because we were waiting for paperwork. He then went on to detail the flying route and said that upon take off we’d hit some turbulence and that he’d keep the seatbelt sign on at first, and that after 30 mins or so we should be good for the rest of the trip. Now this is when I started to do some mental math: a few more minutes at the gate + taxiing at a busy airport + turbulence at the start of the flight. A bit of anxiety began to creep in. I wondered if I should pee now since it seemed like it could be a long time until the seatbelt sign was off. But I hate when people delay a departure. Was I going to be the guy that stands up right as the captain says he’s ready to push back from the gate? I could never be that guy. Plus the embarrassment of asking my two row-mates to get up. I hate letting other people know that I need to go. So I said to myself I’d wait. Well another 30 minutes went by, it was now 830, and I was officially becoming desperate. I could feel the coffee taking its full effect, not only filling my bladder more rapidly, but creating noticeable contractions every few minutes. Maybe it’s just me but sometimes a full bladder due to coffee or alcohol feels a lot more urgent than one due to water. At this point I was an 8/10 and knew I needed to do something about it. As I’m thinking this all over, the captain says we finally got our paperwork and we were ready to push back from the gate. I was a bit relieved, I figured maybe 30 more minutes, it would be a bit tough but still nothing unmanageable for me. After pushing back from the gate the plane sat on the tarmac. It didn’t move for another 15 minutes. As it started moving and we taxied over the bumpy runway I approached 9/10. I had my hand in between my legs. I knew I had at least a liter in my bladder and was approaching my personal danger zone. I kind of laughed to myself at this point. Like, come on, you hold your pee all the time. You know how many people have to probably pee right now? You’re an expert at this don’t worry just keep holding. As we taxied out I saw the line of planes in front of us through the window. At least 10 planes. This is when I knew I officially would not make it. I thought of all the water I drank over the last 12 hours, and how the cold brew unlocked the flood gates. I needed to use a bathroom and I needed it badly. I started to get to the point in holding where muscles were tingling. But despite this overwhelming tingling feeling I know that ‘federal aviation regulations prohibit passengers from being out of their seats on an active runway,’ so I continued to hold it. At this point it’s 9am. We’re slowly making our way down the line to take off. I realized I was going to be “that guy”. I didn’t have a choice. It was at the point where I could feel the pee in my penis. I turned to my row-mates and said “hey I’m actually going to try to pee quickly before we take off.” They looked at me with glares of confusion. The person next to me actually said “now?,” but went on to say ok. I stood up and approached the front bathroom. The urge immediately worse upon standing. The two flight attendants were seated in the jump seat. I placed my hand on the door knob when the flight attendant said “sir, sir you need to sit down right now” I responded in a pleading voice “I’m so sorry I know I’ll only be 30 seconds.” “I can’t let you do that, I can lose my job, and I’ll have to inform the captain, please just sit back down.” The little kid in me came out, “I have to pee really bad, please.” “Sir I’m sorry sit down, you can go once we take off” he said. I debated just going into the bathroom but I told myself to man up and go back to my seat. It was the biggest walk of shame of my life as I walked back to my seat. This whole conversation clearly in earshot of first class and likely my row. Again I hate telling people I need to pee, let alone a whole plane of people knowing I’m bursting. Well I had no choice and sat back down. At this point I could feel my muscles getting tired. I was officially full. I put my sweatshirt in my lap and was squeezing the head of my penis as hard as I could. I’m not a big leaker but I could feel a small wet spot from under my fingers. The plane raced down the runway. I was officially approaching 10/10. The only thing preventing a full accident was me grabbing. At this point there was no hiding from my row-mates as I had my legs crossed, doubled over towards the window. As the plane ascended I told myself I’d wait 2 minutes and then get up. The second the plane leveled out for the first time I turned to the person in the middle seat and said “I’m so sorry to make you get up again but I need the bathroom.” “When you gotta go you gotta go,” they said. This made me even more embarrassed for some reason. As I stood up in my row and let go of my crotch I could feel my muscles tiring out. Immediately my pants began to feel warm, I had reached my limit and had about 10 seconds until a river of pee would begin running down my leg. I sprinted up the aisle, the flight attendant saying “fine” as I entered the bathroom. As I entered the bathroom the floodgates opened. I instinctively forcefully lowered my pants to my knees. I realized immediately that the toilet lid was down. I didn’t have time to open it so I immediately turned to the sink and unleashed what was likely over 1.2L of urgent pee. My face felt flushed with relief. I looked down and saw my undies were soaked. Luckily I was wearing dark plastic-nylon like joggers so the pee didn’t leak through. I threw my undies away in the bathroom trash and went commando back to my seat. There was already a queue of 3 people waiting to pee when I came out, clearly I was not alone. While this was hot in retrospect, it was terrifying in the moment. I went and bought Goodnites for the flight back and wore one. Truly not sure if I’ll ever be able to fly without protection again.
  4. Jailor Eckman

    female Turbulence

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    I ended up doing two images for my Solitary-tier Patreon poll! Here's the first! A girl is desperate to unleash what feels like a gallon of hot urine into an airplane toilet. But just as she gets her pants down, there's a knock at the door. It's the flight attendant. There's turbulence... and this cheap company's insurance doesn't cover passenger injury during turbulence, no matter how badly they've got to pee. She has to go back to her seat with a dangerously full bladder after releasing only a tiny dribble --- and none of that ended up in the toilet, mind you!
  5. So I went to go visit some friends of mine in Georgia this past weekend. The weekend was so much fun, but as with all good things they must eventually come to an end. Monday eventually came and it was time to go back home. I awoke early for my drive into Atlanta airport, which was at least 2 hours long. Add in the heat, humidity, the need for caffeine, and straight thirst, and I had polished off a coke and a bottle of water till I got to the airport. Once inside the airport of course there isn't time to pee so unfortunately there's no choice but to hold it in until you get checked in and through security. I still found myself thirsty and drank another bottle of water while waiting. Part of me was thinking, I shouldn't drink this water since I already have to pee, but another part of me is thinking, you don't want to get dehydrated. The latter part of me won. My bladder continued to fill as I worked my way through security, to the point that I had to give my crotch a few discreet squeezes as I waited. I FINALLY passed through security and thought to myself, I need to find a bathroom.....until I looked at the time on my phone. Then I thought to myself, shit, there isn't time. The plane is going to be boarding soon. I'm gonna have to hold it. I thought ok, I can make it. What choice do I have but to hold it in at this point. I got on the tram and began my journey to the gate, needing to give my crotch a few more squeezes along the way. As I arrived to the gate my need to pee was now at about an 8/10. However, there again was no time to go. I boarded the plane and took my seat. The plane itself was very full, which on hindsight was a good analogy to my aching bladder, which by this point was screaming for relief. Unfortunately, there was again no time to pee so I was forced to continue holding it in. The airplane seatbelt only seemed to make matters worse, as seatbelts always seem to do against a full bladder. As the plane was taxiing into position I'm continuing to squeeze my thighs and my crotch more frequently now. I'm also biting my lip and looking out the window to try and take my mind off of what at this point was my rock hard bladder. The plane finally took off and I was thinking, as soon as the seatbelt sign is turned off I'll go pee. After about 15 minutes the seatbelt sign finally went off. I was about to get up and make my way to the bathroom when I saw 2 ladies and a guy get up in front of me. I thought to myself ok, I will wait until they are done, and then I will get up and go. I saw the 2 ladies make their way through the restroom and back to their seats. The guy was about to go in and I was about to get up when the pilot came over the intercom and said for everyone to return to their seats. Their would be turbulence and he was turning on the seatbelt sign. The guy who was about to go into the bathroom returned to his seat and I remained in my seat, continuing to hold my pee with every fiber of my being. My bladder was at a 10/10 at this point. I put the tray table down at this point so I could hold myself to keep my pee in. My bladder was soo stupidly full at this point. I felt like I had gallons of pee screaming for release. After about 10 minutes the seatbelt sign finally went off and I was about to get up to go to the bathroom, when I saw the attendants bringing out the snack carts. I thought oh for god's sake. Since this was a very full plane there was no way for me to get around the cart and the attendant. I sat back down, my bladder throbbing and screaming for relief. At this point I thought to myself, it's either the bathroom or my pants. Since the aisles were blocked by the snack carts and the attendants serving snacks I thought my pants it is. I put the tray table down and relaxed. Almost immediately I felt the first dribble escape into my boxer briefs. After a second or two it stopped, and then I dribbled again for a second or two. I felt better after I did this as it took the edge off, so to speak. I dribbled off and on for the rest of the flight and into the airport. I FINALLY found a restroom in the airport and drained my bladder for almost a full minute. It was ecstasy to finally pee after holding it in for all that time. My boxers were pretty damp and my jean shorts had a wet spot in the crotch (which I attached a pic of). After inspecting the damage I thought, oh well, shut happens, what are you gonna do?
  6. Good afternoon to all. How is your weekend going? Currently, not making new ideas for omo fiction. So far I haven't figured out any new ideas and ones I have, well I haven't yet crafted a storyline for them yet. What new ideas you think would work for desperation fiction, whereby a female becomes or is already desperate or bursting big time, or severely ready to blow, facing obstacles every time she wants to pee into a toilet in private, but either makes it, makes with some spurting, spurting and has an accident, has an accident, or has a huge accident that drenched her beautiful legs? Also, what is your feedback for the fiction I have posted so far? What do you think of my works and is there room for improvement? Which works do you think we're my best, and want to see more of that kind more often? Which characters do you want to see more often? And which kinds of storyline do you want to see for those characters?
  7. Back with another story for you guys. This one will also be in parts, so keep an eye out in the coming days. As always, enjoy! Tampa to New York Part 1 I’ve never been a fan of air travel. But then again, who is? Spending hours cramped together in a compartment full of people is hardly anyone’s idea of fun. I had no reason to believe that today would be any different, so as I made my way through the airport towards the gate to board my flight, I was bracing myself for the miserable few hours ahead. But little did I know of the exciting events that were about to unfold on this journey. I was on my way back to New York from Tampa, where I had arrived four days prior to attend a business conference which had stretched across the past few days. The conference itself had been nothing of note, consisting merely of countless boring meetings and many pointless meet-and-greets with people I would likely never see again. But as one of the regional managers of the New York branch, I, Amy Winston, had to make a good impression, so for the past four days, I had smiled and shook hands, talked and rubbed elbows. Today had been the final day, with a few group activities sprinkled in the morning along with one final meeting with everyone which had started at noon. It was only supposed to last one hour, which would’ve given me plenty of time to head over to the airport for my 3PM flight back to New York. But of course, the non-stop speeches from all the company executives had dragged the meeting well past its scheduled end point, and it was two hours past noon by the time we were set free at last. Left with only one hour to catch my flight, I’d had to rush back to my hotel to gather my things before hurrying back out to catch a cab to the Tampa International Airport. I was already stressed enough at the possibility of missing my plane, but to make things even worse, I was dying to use the toilet. Due to the hectic event-filled schedule, I’d had no opportunity to excuse myself to the ladies’ room, and with all the copious amounts of coffee and tea I had consumed, my bladder was full to bursting as I made my way to the airport. Finding a bathroom became my highest priority as I sat anxiously in the back seat of the taxi, squirming within the confines of my black business suit and tight skirt. When I finally arrived at the airport, I looked around for any sign of the restrooms, but none were to be found anywhere near the entrance. With just twenty minutes left to get to my flight, I realized I’d have no time to go looking for one, so I gritted my teeth as I hurried to get checked in and drop off my luggage. Of course, the check-in line was longer than ever, and the employees were taking their sweet time with each person. I waited impatiently, getting increasingly nervous as the clock ticked on closer to my flight departure time. My full bladder wasn’t making the wait any easier. It was impossible to stand still as the security agents patted me down. Somehow, I made it without making a total fool of myself, and I was finally free to hurry off towards my gate, and just in time, too; the plane was due to leave in ten minutes. It seemed there would be just enough time to use the airport restroom before boarding. I walked quickly down the corridor towards my gate, eager to get to a toilet so that I could finally relieve the pressure that I’d been enduring for the past few hours. Once I got close, I saw that boarding had begun; a long line stretched out past the gate as people slowly made their way onto the plane. Given the size of the crowd, I would have plenty of time to use the bathroom and come back. Even better, it took me no time at all to spot the restrooms located just twenty feet away to my right. I strode towards the ladies’ room, still walking quickly because my bladder was now painfully full, and I didn’t want to endure it any longer. My happiness of finding a bathroom were very short lived, however. I approached the bathroom, only to find out it had been closed for cleaning. I even pushed on the door out of a faint hope it might be unlocked, but was met with stubborn resistance, much to my frustration. I glared at the “Sorry for the inconvenience” scribbled on the note taped to the door, not feeling particularly forgiving. Of all the times, of course they had to clean it now. There were no other bathrooms nearby, and with the line to the plane starting to wind down, I didn’t want to risk walking too far off to look for one. With no other choice, I headed back to the gate where I joined the back of the line, gritting my teeth as I tried not to dance in place out of desperation. God, I had to pee. I’d just have to hold on until I got on the plane.
  8. Guest

    Her Spontaneous Toilet Break

    Even airborne vehicles need a chance to relief themselves. Thanks to RocketHasLanded for the artwork

    © Furaffinity.net

  9. Hello everyone, I am once again back with a one part story that I want to share with all of you. This one is pretty straight forward: our friend Sara here has a predicament on her flight to Florida and it causes things to spiral out of control. Enjoy! Sara’s Disastrous Flight: ”Attention all passengers, the time is now 7:50 AM Eastern Time and we will now be boarding Flight 34A towards Miami.” Sara and her boyfriend Luke were not very well known for their sprinting abilities, but they were putting their legs to full use as they sprinted down towards their gate, almost tripping over each other multiple times in the process. To their relief they saw a sizeable line in front of the gate, so they knew they had time now. The two had been in a huge rush that morning to pack that they had just barely made it to their gate in time. A combination of trouble finding clothes, bad traffic, and other things did them in. Sara though was just happy they made it to their flight. However a familiar feeling soon hit her bladder: major discomfort. She hadn’t had time to go to the bathroom before leaving her house with being in such a big hurry, and now she had to go quite a bit. The coffee she had this morning compounded with the water she was drinking now didn’t help matters. She decided to ask her boyfriend to watch her stuff, but he beat her to the punch. “Hey babe, could you watch our stuff for a second, I’m going to hit the bathroom.” She nodded at him, obviously frustrated she missed her time. It’s okay, I’ll just go on the plane. The plane itself was giant: nearly 50 rows with three people per seat. Sara decided she would find her and her boyfriends seats. They got the window and middle seat. She placed her luggage in the top carrier and sat down in her seat next to the window with her boyfriend next to her. Her obvious shaking and swaying came to his attention immediately. “What’s wrong babe, feel sick?” She shook her head at him, “I gotta pee, bad.” He scanned around for a bathroom. “Well, there’s one right next to us so why don’t you just g- oh Jesus Christ.” As he was finishing speaking, a man larger than anything Sara had seen before moved towards their row and placed his luggage in their same overhead bin. Sara’s heart and stomach both dropped as he struggled to squeeze into the seat next to Luke. The man was bald and had tattoos of guns all over his arms. He looked like he had just come from an NRA committee council, and he instantly started speaking to Luke. “Hey man, hope I ain’t an issue for you. The dumbass flight attendant bitch said they didn’t have enough seats to sit me in a row of my own, so we’re going to have to settle for this.” Luke didn’t know what much else to do then to nod. Sara was in pure agony. This was a 4 hour flight, Sara didn’t think she could make it more than 10 minutes. She thought back to a conversation with her boyfriend a couple days ago. … ”Listen babe, I know you won’t like it, but I know how much you hate airport bathrooms. If you just wear this, it will be infinitely better for both of us.” ”What if someone sees? I could never live that down! And plus, that car trip was just a fluke babe! I don’t need diapers!” ”Ok, suit yourself. I’ll leave it up to you.” … She was now heavily regretting not wearing one today. That way she could have just let it flow in her seat and no one would have known the wiser. Now instead, she was stuck. She couldn’t ask that guy to move to go the bathroom. She couldn’t scale the seats either. There was no way she could hold back her morning pee plus two full drinks for another four hours. A devil and angel appeared in her ears. ”Just go in your yoga pants! It will feel so good and that way you don’t need to worry about it! The plane will cover up the noise and you’ll never see any of these people ever again!” ”Hold it the best you can and see if that guy can get moved! You can make it!” She seemed more interested in what her devil was telling her, but decided to keep holding. … Their flight took off at about 8:10, Sara looked at her phone: 8:32. Her bladder throbbed and she shook to the very core. The guy next to her boyfriend had fallen asleep and looked absolutely out of it. Once again the devil and angel called out to her: ”Why haven’t you just gone yet? Nobody cares about what you’re doing, plus someone to your left looks like he’s enjoying the show.” Sara looked over at her boyfriend. His pants had an obvious bulge. Is that why he wanted me to wear a diaper? The angel once again shouted out to her, however what she heard this time was much different. “The flight attendants put someone in a seat that you didn’t want anyone in. It’s their fault you’re in this predicament, so just go in your pants. You’ve already suffered enough. It will make the guy on your left happy for sure!” Sara’s mind had already made the decision for her at this point. She grabbed her boyfriends hand and whispered into his ear, “I’m going to pee my pants.” He whispered back, “spread your legs so I can see it.” Upon that command Sara spread her legs as far as she could and released her bladder. At first nothing came out so she decided to push. At first, a faint trickle, and then a slow stream. Then about a couple seconds later she was in full stream. The relief that rushed over her was orgasmic as all she desired was to touch herself, but she managed to contain herself. The stream itself was readily absorbed into the seat below her as it continued to pour into her panties and yoga pants. As her trickle started to slow, Sara sat back in her saturated seat in complete ecstasy and embarrassment. She had just wet herself on a plane, but didn’t feel completely awful about it. Anytime within the next 3 hours she had to go pee, she would just let go in her seat, every time spreading her legs to let her boyfriend watch. As the flight landed and they made their way out, her boyfriend whispered to her: “thank goodness you wore black leggings today right?” She replied to him, “yeah, but I think we need more precautions. Do you know where the nearest store with diapers are?” Thanks for reading! I’m going to be returning to some of my series type stories soon enough, but I wanted to write a nice and simple omo story for my enjoyment. Hopefully it is reciprocated by you guys 😄
  10. What's the longest you've ever held or seen someone else hold their pee during a flight, or an airport. Or just any desperation you've seen.
  11. I've seen a lot of stories about being stuck in an airplane seat with the seatbelt light on. I'm wondering if people have experienced that any time recently? When I've been on planes I'm kinda too anxious to get up when it's on, but I've seen a lot of people go to the bathroom when it's on. I just haven't seen them do anything else or leave their seatbelt off when in their seats. I think the real trap for me has been when they come by with drinks/snacks and the whole aisle is blocked by carts, haha. I usually only use one airline so maybe it's just Alaska airlines staff don't care as much? Definitely curious if this has happened to or around you.
  12. CoruptCoquette

    Turbulence

    From the album: Coquette's Art

    My darling Lola Rembrite from Huniepop! A patch of turbulence seems to have left her bladder a little shaken!
  13. US Air Force Classified information Name:Sora windelnasse Sex:female Age:19(extremely skilled) Experience:standard training and advanced training, played an active roll in operation “sliver sheen”. Medical conditions:none officially diagnosed but clames she “sweats“ unnatural amounts around her crotch during long flights also often wears a modified flight suit because of a constant rash in her inner thighs that she has “no idea how it happened” Other information: washes clothes more often than usual and demands a private bunk Mission: fly experimental craft 4I145r for more then four hours conservatively The commander looked at the file for a few minutes as i stood there practically paralyzed he glared at my file as disapprovingly, after a minute or two he pulled a stamp out of his desk and hit it against the paper “mission approved” he said “dismissed” as soon as he said this i felt immediately relieved as i rushed off to my bunk, halfway through the base i heard “hey sora come take a look at this” i looked over to see three or four pilot’s looking into the front of an aircraft “what is it” i asked walking over only to see some that somehow some idiot had managed to set up a alcohol distillery in a plane “what should we do” they asked each other before deciding to split it between the four of us so we went down to the canteen and drank up I stumbled through the dorm building hallways looking for my room number 203 and last thing I remember I was running for the door and everything else was fuzzy. I was waking up in what was hopefully my room and slowly sat up my head pounding I sat up and reached to pull the covers off something smelled off and as i lifted the covers it hit me urine and the bed was wet so the clear answer was... yeah i pissed the bed... again probably because of the beer and several empty cans on the bed stand, ok makes sense this wasn’t the first time it happened about once every few months not commonly enough to have to wear anything on a daily basis bit enough that I may own one or two...protective garments anyways I cambered out of bed to see that oh I am wearing protection...and where did i get that I thought looking down at my clothes i was nude besides a pink sagging pull up diaper. Ok maybe I owned these beforehand but they were a 500 hundred pack that i got them when i was thirteen right before I mostly stopped wetting the bed so it would be wasteful to not use them... fine ok I wore princess diapers when I was thirteen... and still wear them sometimes. I climbed out of the showers and checked todays memo and four hour test flight at nine o five and its...nine o one. I sprinted to the flight zone one minute left luckily I reached it on time to throw myself into the cockpit and look somewhat prepared as some technical workers did the pre flight check soon the commander stalked up(he had a weird thing about sneaking) “are you prepared” he said with his corse voice “yes sir” i responded as he handled me a bag of gear some water,emergency kit ect I shut the glass dome of the cockpit and it sealed shut and I ran through the pre takeoff safely measures soon it was free to fly It was a small enough craft wasted space and it was advanced enough the it practically flew itself and sure enough it shot off the runway like a arrow and soon auto pilot took over /30 minutes later/ I was only realized how thirsty i was after taking a sip of water and i quickly downed two and a half bottles before I was satisfied /one hour later/ The plane flew itself as i leaned back in my seat “wow that water just ran through me” i murmured to myself, but soon i felt every minute count by as a increasing pain formed in my bladder I kept trying to hold it in but time seemed to slow down but my consecration was broken and a jet of hot urine shot into my panties the voice over the radio said “your flight is completed please return to base” “yes I’ll make it after all ! “ After some inspection my panties seemed to have absorbed my accident i rushed to base the radio ringed out again saying “ please hold on landing a plane broke down on the main runway” and my hope was shattered as the massive bulge in my bladder was pressed down on my the tight fabric of the flight suit but again radio chimed and my bladder gave out as i tore for the now open runway drips of urine slipped out slowly leaking out into the already wet fabric of my panties. as the plane rumbled to a stop i opened the cockpit my bladder finally letting go as i lunged out onto the tarmac ahot jets of urine sputtering into my flightsuit and small droplets trailing behind me, as i sprinted to the bathrooms and slammed into the door hoping it would open sadly it was locked and i fell to my knees finally my bladder released all the urine left in a forceful stream completely soaking the legs of my suit and of all the possible times the door opened as some women stepped out to see me on the ground lying in a yellow puddle she snickered slightly and squatted next to me and quickly unzipped her jumpsuit down to her waist her breasts fell out as she swiftly pulled it down a little to flash me her panties that happened to look a lot like a diaper she zipped it back up and lead me into the restroom with her. She dragged me into a restroom and locked the door behind us, it was odd for an air force restroom for two reasons There was an adult sized changing table with a diaper pail next too it The diaper pail was full “Wait wait what’s going on here?” I asked as she started unfolding the changing table. “Oh you’re new here of course, sorry I didn’t explain earlier. At this point its kinda a natural instinct to change a wet pilot, see you’re not the only pilot with this problem and I’ve been assigned as...well The diaper changer to be blunt” she explained “Wait, how many pilots piss themselves here?” I asked her “Well we have about 13 active pilots at this base and I think 9 of them wear diapers regularly.” That was a shock to me, being a pilot always seemed like such a dignified role and more then half of them at this base probably shit themselves regularly “Well that is if we’re counting you” she mentioned “My name is Lillian and you are?” “Sora” I said, now that I had a second I inspected her features. Lillian had mid length brown hair popped up in a bob along with pale skin and deep brown eyes. She gently pushed me over on the table and I struggled for a second before she managed to unzip my jumpsuit, at that point I just stopped trying to fight against her weirdly strong hands. She moved swiftly and effectively as if she had done this a thousand times. I had a good look at her thighs the whole time, and a pretty good look at the growing stain between her very strong looking thighs. I sat up, she had not only put a thick diaper between my legs but had given me a new clean flight suit, where was she even carrying it? “I thought you were wearing a diaper?” I asked in regards to the piss stain “Oh I’m so sorry you had to see that, I’m wearing an extremely thin diaper, the same kind you’re wearing in fact and I thought it could hold much more then that.” First things first, THIS IS THIN? The one she put on me was nearly twice as thick as any of my pullups it didn’t seem to have any stretch too it either. the thing was clung tightly to my body and rubbed against the skin of my privates. Lillian laid down on the table and looked at me “sorry if this is too much to ask but could you help my out here?” It was a but much to ask but she had just helped me and I couldn’t just say no. I unzipped her jumpsuit and saw a few things Her breasts were massive but held down by a sports bra, she was much slimmer then she appeared at first, and the inside of her jumpsuit had dozens of pockets on the inside all holding ether a diaper or a tightly folded jumpsuit. So thats where she was carrying them Then her diaper, it had leaked all over the nice blue cotton panties she was wear over it. I dragged them off and undid the sides of the diaper, it was filled with two or three large booster pads that were all soaked beyond belief even more so there was still urine laying in the diaper only being held in by the side guards. How much did this woman piss? It with the way she was acting it was hard to believe that she was barely older then me much less pissing her pants like it was a contest! The diaper slopped into the pail and after clearing her up as I was about to put a fresh one on her she stopped me “Wait a second” Lillian piped up as she grabbed the diaper from me and added four more pads too it, how much more did she expect to piss? We walked out of the restroom together before I remembered “Hey what about my panties?” “Oh don’t worry about it I’m in charge of laundry aside from being a pilot” Fair enough I had the rest of the day off and I was free to do as I pleased, Though I didn’t end up do ing much before I ate dinner and went back to my room. I hadn’t used the diaper Lillian had given me and I didn’t really intend to, but I was tired so I stripped off my jumpsuit and tossed it haphazardly on the floor. I was asleep almost immediately. I was walking through the base when I heard a voice “Hey sora could you help me out with this?” “Sure” I responded and helped left a heavy crate I strained to pick it up and it gave way a little, I slipped my fingers under it and took a deep breath before It hefted up easily. Though I lost my balance for a second and landed on a pillow. A loud beeping interrupted my sleep as I slapped to alarm, I pulled back the covers to see...my bed was dry and so was my diaper! Not a drop of urine, completely clean! I sat up and....there it was . . . I had shit myself. I started to get out of bed when a pain hit me, sitting still for a few hours straight always leaves a strained feeling in my gut whenever I move. Dispite this pain I moved out of bed to see a box sitting on my drawer, it was six custom made uniforms for me and my...special condition. The top was similar to a regular flight suit but where the normal pants legs would be there was a long pleated skirt that went down below my knees. I marveled at it for a few minutes before getting interrupted by a small intercom in my room “Sora windelnasse is required in interview room one” it blared as I pulled one of the the new jumpsuits on, air flowing free around my legs. As I walked to the room I remembered something I never took that diaper off and the shit in it was rubbing against me with every step. I would like to say that I’d never shit myself before nor worn a diaper but that would be more then a lie since I’ve loaded my panties on three separate occasions College Cheerleading practice It was pretty terrible being at the top if the pyramid and letting people see a lump the size of an apple in my briefs. My graduation speech I have the bad habit of...well needed to shit when I get nervous thankfully those robes cover a lot. And most embarrassingly on a trampoline with one of my friends I tried a flip messed up the flip messed my panties as well, terrible on its own worse part is that I landed on one of my friends face rear first. But that was the past now is the present, a present where I need to go to interview room one. I entered the boring room, it was a pretty normal room with cheap carpets, a fancy table, and three of my superiors. We exchanged the standard greetings and I had to explain the issues with the experimental craft, and of course I didn’t mention the mishap involving my piss and my panties. Otherwise it was very ordinary besides one thing, one of the other pilots, Rhett Romeo. Something didn’t feel quite right about her, namely that I think that she is a him. Rhett practically had it written all over them from a deep voice too her face, they have a deep heavy set brow and a strong nose with thin lips and an angled jawline. That combined with short choppy hair and the distinct lack of breasts. The most damming part? When talking to the pilots who are pretty much all female I may add, Rhett had a fucking crotch budge. I’ve seen it myself and no I didn’t mean in the pervy way. Now the reason I bring this up now is because Rhett was assigned to make a three stop trip around the country in a plane with some new fangled technology inside. Normally I would dread this, but the combined feelings of: Getting a chance to prove Rhett is a guy. Pissing myself in-front of said guy. As I left the room I started to think about what Lillian said 9 people in this base wear diapers and I had a pretty good idea who Soraya, Anna, and Sadie were pretty likely since they all shared a room together and Had double laundry duty. Harlow was one for sure, she hung around Lillian a lot and probably was assistant changer or something. Beretta and Roxanna were another pair of probables Then there was—my thought had been interrupted by the rude slam of a door, I had reached the mess hall. And the proprietor was none other then Rhett. I just walked on in before the door shut. Sitting down at one of the tables for breakfast gave me a rude reminder that I was still wearing a shitted diaper. I slammed down two cups of coffee and filled a thermos after I ate. Soon after I got a bag together for the flight and looked over everything: Four of my custom flight suits A few sets of white bras and panties Wet wipes Some basic pocket tools And shoved into the very bottom 8 of my “training panties”. I looked over the design compared to the diaper that had been put on me yesterday, the diaper was stark white with a single yellow line down the center. The pull-ups were pink with a white area right at the crotch depicting three blue hearts that disappeared when wet along with much thinner padding and the images of cartoon characters plastered on the side. Specifically two girls, one wearing a long dress and looking sad with a yellow puddle beneath, the other missing the dress and wearing a pull-up while looking happy. It was all crammed in a standard air force bag zipped tight, I changed out of the diaper and slid a pair of panties on. I’ll put a pull-up on before we fly. I met up with Rhett while the plane was being fueled and checked. I looked Rhett over, he was tall and pret well built. Though I have to wonder why he pretended to be a chick? Either way I started walking too the restrooms when I heard “sora your flight will be taking off without you if you don’t hurry over” from one of the maintenance crew and hearing this I booked it onto the plane haphazardly tossing my bag on top of Rhett’s. The plane was somewhat strangely designed having only one long bench seat like the jet version of a bush plane. Dispite its odd appearances its seat was pretty comfy and It took off smoothly. I was only the copilot Rhett controlling liftoff and then autopilot took over. Rhett was leaned back half asleep while I sat upright with my leg crossed over each other, as you can probably tell I needed to pee...badly. I continued to squirm and keep my legs together when the plane shook, The autopilot immediately corrected. However my bladder didn’t really like that, nor did my skirt. My skirt was flung up putting my panties on full display as some urine leaked out, Rhett looked over and I saw a bulge from his pants. Did this fuck enjoy my suffering or just liked watching my wet myself a little. Ether way I forced my skirt down and tried to keep the rest of it in, every second I felt the damp spot on my seat grow a bit until my bladder didn’t feel like it was about to explode. Though soon it went off again, I could see a bit of my stomach sticking out because of my swelled bladder. The plane slowly came to a stop as I immediately dived out and ran for the restrooms, I grabbed the handle and immediately felt that it was locked. My face was contorted in a twisted expression of agony as I was about to give in the door unlocked and a woman stepped out as I rushed in lifting my skirt and dropping my panties as my piss hit the water forcefully enough for splash back. The next morning was pretty terrible aside from one thing, they had delivered a cup of tea to my quarters. I was still groggy but it helped. This was the first base we were stopping at on our flight, it seemed like a pretty nice place honestly. Though they barely talked to us outside of basic procedure. Ether way I reached into my bag and began to dress myself, I pulled out my bag of wet wipes and tore the sides of my pull-up off. Dressed again, I actually put a pull-up on early this time so I wouldn’t be caught pissing myself in front of rhett. Though I still have to wonder why he pretends to be a girl? I walked into the mess hall and got some weird looks for my uniform, ether way I’m after breakfast. I looked around the place, it was a much bigger base then ours with dozens more people. And then I spotted Rhett, of course he was talking up some girls, weirdly he rarely ever talked to me. Ether way more proof in the male category. I ate breakfast and slammed two cups of coffee down, and with that I was finally awake. I went into one of the office rooms the soft fabric of the pull-up pushed against my privates. One of this base’s commanders, she was well dressed in a studded uniform and was given me a weird look. She asked all the normal post flight questions: “Any problems with takeoff?” “No” “Any problems with landing?” “No” “Any odd occurrences while flying?” “No” “Did you wet yourself in the plane?” “Ye-wait why are you asking that?!?” “Moving on were there any fueling issues?” “Wait a second why did you need to know if I pissed myself” I stood up and felt a weird feeling in my guts, I can’t believe she asked if I had pissed myself. I was getting flustered. “Its information requested my your home base.” That was it, my face went red and remember how I mentioned needing to shit when I got nervous? Yeah it just slid on out of me filling up the pull-up and making it sag. “You will be boarding the plane in three minutes” More stress, even more shit somehow? The pull-up was sagging inches off my body and still there was enough to touch my skin. I ran to grab my things the pull-up swaying with each step. It was a mad dash back to the plane, rhett was already inside at the pilots seat. I would be copiloting again. At first I didn’t think about it but when I sat down it smushed onto my skin, I just hope that I don’t fill it any further. I was wrong, every second with rhett made things worse. He sniffed the air and the stress mounted. So did something else, it mushed everything else down even more. The commander was sitting in her office checking off boxes on the paper home base had sent, they were very odd questions to say the least. She thought about it and wondered “what does it feel like to have an accident?” And in a spilt second she snapped a pair of handcuffs on that she had inside her desk. And immediately realized her mistake, she didn’t have any handcuff keys. She felt a real honest accident and then had a few extra hours to think about it alright. Lillian was waking up too a minor problem, someone had wet themselves and leaked. The hard part was figuring out who since all five of them had been sleeping in one big pile. I sat throughout the flight in my slowly filling mess, it couldn’t possibly get worse right? Wrong answer, turns out the fourth wetting did it. My seat was soaked beyond belief, I looked over at rhett and saw a faint smile. Sick bitch. /I promised I’ll finish this one. But I’m going to make a Xmas special next, any requests on what kinda story you guys would like? Anyways I’m wearing a diaper right now and its a little too clean for my tastes so if you can excuse me, I’ll be fixing that./
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    Flight attendants encounter a dastardly passenger during a flight and are made to go about their duties with a vibrator buzzing in their panties. It doesn't take long for the poor flight attendant to become overwhelmed and squirt in the aisle while attending to passengers. Sex scenes removed. For those who are interested, these are the non-sex scenes from part 1 and 4 of this video.
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  15. View File NHDTB-040: Flight Attendant Squirting w/Vibrator NHDTB-040 Flight attendants encounter a dastardly passenger during a flight and are made to go about their duties with a vibrator buzzing in their panties. It doesn't take long for the poor flight attendant to become overwhelmed and squirt in the aisle while attending to passengers. Sex scenes removed. For those who are interested, these are the non-sex scenes from part 1 and 4 of this video. Submitter femdesp Submitted 12/29/2020 Category JAV Collections  
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    Who among us hasn't had a little fun in an airplane washroom? Well this lady in a thin white dress has a tonne of fun and ends up soaking her dress and legs, feet and floor! Enjoy! Rach
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  17. On the Europe school trip, which was six years later after the Blip and on this trip Peter was drawn to Michelle’s bathroom habits. Throughout the trip he discovered that he realised he had a crush on MJ. Before the snap or which some people call the blip happened, the same thing happened towards another girl at his school and that was Liz Toomes. He started to notice Liz’s accidents and this unlocked a bit of a secret to him, which made him attracted to a fetish that consists of wetting and desperation of girls. One thing he hoped for is that MJ would be exactly like Liz a sexy girl with a small bladder. To Peter the reality of this trip came true, which was that MJ would exactly be like how he remembered Liz by her accidents. Peter Parker’s favourite part of the trip was the flight from New York to Venice and to tell you why, we’ll it’s darn simple. Pete went to use the airplane bathroom and when he opened the door stood MJ looking like she needs to go so bad. Parker quickly shuts the door and starts pretending to clean the toilet seat, as a way to make MJ wait longer. Michelle was getting frustrated she quietly spoke in an angry voice “Peter please hurry up I’ve got go!” There was no reply back from Peter and this infuriated MJ. It was just in a matter of seconds when Michelle Jones first felt a squirt escape her and immediately looked around, no one was awake so that was great she could grab herself like a young girl without anyone looking at her. She bent over slightly and jammed her hands into her crotch, she grabbed her crotch area of her black jeans and started doing the pee pee dance. The thought of a 18 year old acting like a little kid was embarrassing to herself and aim to get a stronger bladder. She now was feed up with Parker and banged on the door and quietly said “Hurry up Peter... please.” Again no reply but inside that bathroom Peter was getting all excited about this, but the one who he is getting excited for isn’t too happy with this predicament. Just then another wave hit Spidey’s crush and made her scream a bit, Miss Jones was getting scared about wetting herself now because it was on its last legs. She couldn’t use the bathroom behind her because some person has been in there since the start of her desperation and she wouldn’t make it if she walked to the other bathroom where Pete and Ned were originally seated. She was not one of those girls who would rush back to their seat and use something else as a toilet, she would definitely not use the sick bag as a device to pee in nor will she use the blanket the plane provided to pee on. There was no other choose, but the option she definitely does not like, and that was wetting herself right now and having a so called “accident”. She took a deep breath in and with out any hesitations she started peeing, her golden stream bolted out from her pussy and ran into her pink panties and which soaked both the front and the back. She couldn’t help it but she moaned softly about her accident, the only person who heard it was Peter and by the sounds of MJ made him sexually attracted to her, which made Spider-Man quite aroused. The stream died down shortly after that and she actually enjoyed being wet after the embarrassment she took upon. Luckily her jeans were black and didn’t show much of the accident, but can you imagine if she wasn’t wearing black jeans and everyone would make fun of her but not the one who forced her to do this. The wet MJ went back to her seat and smiled to herself because of what Mr Parker did to her and after her enjoyment, Mr Parker left the bathroom leaving Brad to go after him. To Be Continued...
  18. i felt obligated to post this, as i had never seen anything like it before. true "western" omorashi (pun intended )

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  19. Cruise 1 of 3 (Airplane) We were gearing up to celebrate our 10 year anniversary by going on a cruise. My hubby made al the necessary arrangements and planned every detail. Well, almost every detail ;) We got at the airport a few hours early, mainly due to security, which was a hassle, I was getting padded down, wishing that it was my hubby padding, but I'll settle for him to do a strip search! We passed through security and walked aimlessly in the massive airport, after finding our hanger. With the delay we had 3 hours! 3 hours to wait for our departure. It was fun watching kids play in the air port playground with their parents on their phones. My hubby grabbed me a coffee and we just sat there looking through the giant bay windows, watching planes load, unload, take off and land. My hubby was a good hubby and found a Cinnabon ^^' just for me anyways. He got his steak and Caesar salad to go and we sat and ate. I had my coffee and water and was sitting next to him, very closely. I turned to him and asked "what would you like to do during our flight? We got the lab top with a few movies we got for Christmas :). He put his hand on my inner thigh, which made me wet :( lol. Told him we should join the 23000 mile high club, I laughed and corrected him "mile high". "I'm serious" he insisted. My face turned bright red, I was embarrassed, he was so forward and risky. It was making me excited, my heart started to beat a bit faster. "Your nuts!" I whispered, pretending I wasn't interested. "Besides everyone will see us trying to squish into the bathroom" I reminded. "Okay" he said, still having that look in his eye. We continued to wait to boarding. "We should use the bathroom before it gets busy" he suggested. "I'm fine, I'll stay here" I assured him. In a few short minutes he came out and we waited patiently to board the plane. An hour passed and we finally boarded. We had our carry ons with us. We had 1st class seating, which I never been, it's something you hear about but never thought you'd sit there yourselves ^^' Lots of leg room, seats reclined a bit, it was amazingly comfortable, for a 7 hour flight that connected to another airport half way. Luckily this plane was headed in the same direction so we got to stay in place. The first hour I was able to hold off, we sat watching the 1st despicable me movie we got from Ivy, it was funny, I laughed which started to make me realize that I had to pee. I looked around to see if there was anyone around, most of the seats were filled. No children, lol. I ignored my urges and finished the movie. It was when we had 30 minutes left of the first half, I was really really feeling it, I needed to pee really bad And my legs were shifting. My hubby looked over and told me the bathroom is free. I shook my head and bit my lower lip. I was looking at him mischievously and told him I want to be naughty for him. "Baby.." he started to say. We had turbulence which ended it all for me. I squeezed my hubby's hand and told him I'm peeing. My poor nipples were hard as diamonds, lol so it felt, I was in a black skirt, that looks silky, with sheer nude pantyhose, a purple thong with matching push up bra. I began to pee like there's no tomorrow. I bit my lip as the pressure kept coming and going in waves. It was arousing me and I could tell my hubby was getting a bit nervous. We landed and most of first class seaters left, we had to get off but could leave our stuff to keep our spots, so I wrapped my jacket around and my hubby unscrewed a water bottle cap and placed it on the seat, making it look like the mess is not from me ^^' It was 30min. We boarded as soon as we could, I was really needing some, and I could tell my hubby had needs of his own. Luckily I changed inbetween, the skirt was similar but was to my knees. I changed my pantyhose as well, and we resumed our places. We turned on the other movie and waited until we took off. To our amazement only 4 of us are in 1st class, not like 20. Bad nAughty thoughts came across my head, mile high was one of them. It was about an hour into the flight, I was stroking my hubby teasingly with my hand on his private region, he was enjoying it, a bit to much ^^ I told him if he was actually serious about the mile high club let's go but be fast. He got very excited and we managed to elude the stewardess and snuck in together. It was cramped, almost not worth it but we managed just. After he took pleasure I quickly got out and took a deep breath, to cramped. He felt bad I didn't find it pleasurable but that's okay, I'm sure he can find a way later. I did however have to pee again so I stood up this time to "stretch". I nudged my hubby and he looked to see a neat pee streak rolling down between my legs. It was enough to show him but not enough to make a big mess. Plus I didn't like having his stuff in me for very long which only made it weird. We were at the last 30min of our very long flight, the guys ahead was napping the stewardess just passed through so I threw my jacket over my hubby's lap and went on my knees and gave him pleasure. It was nice to get to our hotel. Nothing fun ever happens on flights ;)
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