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  1. went to the park and peed! [sorry if this is the wrong place there wasnt a thing for just normal peeing] View File just went to my public park and hid behind a tree! Submitter tatertot_the_h Submitted 01/27/2023 Category Male  
  2. Version 1.0.0

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    Welcome to SunnyValley! What is SunnyValley? SunnyValley is a video game in which you can have a new beginning, a new life. From the player section you can choose 3 characters to develop your story, depending on which one you choose, your start in SunnyValley will be different. In summary SunnyValley is a game in which you can start an ABDL life in a very nice new city. What can I do in SunnyValley? SunnyValley is full of activities to do, you can walk around the city and meet new people, see other people's houses, visit and play in the city park, work at your new job, go to the gym to build muscle. However SunnyValley is a game that is in Alpha so much of the content that I have in mind is not yet implemented, content such as: The museum, the nursery, the camping area and many other things that we will see over time! Who has developed this project? Well, my name is KrakenBite, I am the main developer of this project, although to make it happen I have had the great help of ABDLMiah and AndyDL. ABDLMiah is a person who has her own game called "A Whole Week In Diapers" which was a complete success at its launch and I highly recommend it, you can find it on his Patreon. Miah has helped me with numerous problems in creating mechanics and developing the game. AndyDL is a talented ABDL artist that you will most likely already know if you are here and if you don't know him I will leave you here links to his social networks and Patreon. Andy has been in charge of the artistic work of the characters. Where can I download this game? "A New Life in SunnyValley" is a project that I hope to be able to fund through Patreon since it takes me a long time to create. You can download it on Patreon and you can also know more about it on Twitter and Discord! -------------------------------------------- Download Link (Patreon): Here -------------------------------------------- Patreon: www.patreon.com/KrakenBite Discord: https://discord.gg/aefqHycecG
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  3. Has anyone ever had an accident at a theme park? I have had a couple just curious if it’s just me.
  4. Hello ! My boyfriend likes to wearing his peed boxer white cotton briefs. He likes pees through them every moment and they are already more than 30 time peed.He likes his yellow collor and feeling from this when wearing them.Does anybody here with the same experiences? I mean simply wearing peed unders. ? He likes sit on toilet and pee through them again and again .
  5. I should probably look for a similar post that I have on this topic, but it’s still very fresh …. In fact I only changed my pants and realized my tee shirt is also still wet …. Anyways, was a rough work week and finally had some after work parking lot beers with a colleague. For me, I crushed two really quickly and then stopped. My colleague was taking their time and another showed up after I was already finished. Well, while he was drinking, I kept checking to see how much was left because my need to pee was growing fairly quickly..,, as he finished, I felt relieved that I could get the hell out of there and hurry home… then he said, “okay if I have another?!”. Of course I didn’t say no and my need continued to grow. Unfortunately absolutely no option to pee in the work parking lot in front of my colleagues. At this point, he was doing more talking than drinking and my need was becoming urgent. I finally hit the button to close my lift gate as he was still a solid 3/4 full with beer. I made up an excuse to leave, but I knew it was probably too late. Between work and home, there is no convenient place to stop. So I just had to try and make it. I’m obviously not against peeing my pants under many circumstances, but I was trying my best to make it home and just pee outside of my car this time. Well, I didn’t even last 10 minutes and I totally burst!! Fully started peeing and tried my best to stop. It worked for a couple minutes surprisingly, but within a couple minutes I was peeing even harder!!! No one knew what was happening except me, but it was not planned and I loved it…..
  6. So here is a fun thing to do as we go into the new year. This is for those of us who experience for real bedwetting incidents, AKA we are true bedwetters. I love all my OMO friends but please let's keep this post for those of us who for real still deal with accidental bedwetting. So we are day one as of this post into 2023..... Question is, who is still dry, who has wet the bed in the new year? Ways to post: 1. Post that you have not wet the bed (for real) yet in 2023. You can post as often as you want, but upon your first wet night of 2023 you need to post the next day that you are no longer dry in 2023. Or 2. Upon your first for real wet night of 2023 you need to post the next day (or indicate the relative date of your wetting if past the actually date after) that you are no longer dry in 2023. Let's see who wets first and who stays dry the longest in 2023. (AGAIN LETS KEEP THIS FOR THE PEOPLE WHO STILL EXPERIENCE BEDWETTING. YOU DRY BED PEOPLE CAN GO ALL YEAR AND NOT HAVE A GENUINE BEDWETTING ACCIDNET.... DON'T BRAG NOW 😆)
  7. Here is another tale of Tom and his older lover Jill. It follows on from the three previous stories I wrote about them, although I was shocked to see how long it had been since I posted the last one (Wet weekend break). Due to circumstances I intend to write this one in chapters. They may not appear regularly but when the opportunity arises. Enjoy. Chapter 1:- A month since their last weekend together, Tom and. Jill had arranged another trip away. This time they were going to the coast, to a quiet village with lots of historic sites nearby.Tim had arranged to pick Jill up at the nearest mainline station and they would drive the remainder of the way. On the appointed day, Tom set off early and reached the big town where he was to meet Jill at the station. He had loads of time before her train arrived so he had a coffee and a wander around before returning to meet her train. Bearing in mind the predicament he had found himself in on their last weekend together he also made sure he used the toilet, as the last thing he wanted to happen was to be caught short on the journey. Jill’s train duly arrived and she stepped off the train and straight into Tom’s arms. He thought she looked more stunning than ever. Her hair had been styled to perfection and she was wearing a beautiful dress with tight body and flared skirt. Her dress enhanced her curvy figure and he felt a stirring in his groin as soon as he saw her. After a quick hug and kiss they headed for the car park. Mindful of Jill’s accident in her knickers on their previous date, Tom asked if she was ok to leave or did she need to use the ladies first. Jill replied that she was ok in that respect, but would like to get some water for the car journey, as it was warm and she was quite thirsty. They bought some water and some sweets for the journey and headed off to the car. Before long they were out of the city and driving along a busy main road . Tom explained that they would be about an hour and a half on that road before their turn off onto much narrower and twisty roads to get to their destination. By his reckoning he estimated that the whole trip would take about two and a half hours. Jill said she didn’t mind, as it was a lovely day and she was enjoying seeing the different countryside and they had lots to chat about. She sat chatting and looking at the passing landscape as she constantly sipped from her water bottle. After about an hour the traffic seemed to get heavier and then slow down noticeably. Soon they were crawling along in a long queue of cars and lorries. Tom was worried that there had been an accident and that they would be diverted onto smaller roads or held up for ages. Jill was worried too, it for another reason. She had almost finished her bottle of water already and had been intending to ask Tom to stop at the next services, as she was starting to need to pee - rather badly! End of this chapter but look out for more soon.
  8. Backstory, I had to be at a place where I can’t comfortably use the restroom for 5 hours. I had about 1.5L while I was there. Horny musings incoming. I was fantasizing about having to hold because afterwards I’d go home to someone who wanted to to sleep with me while I was desperate. And I needed to be really desperate so they could feel my bladder bulging inside and get physical pleasure from that. So after that I was set on holding a full bladder. On the way home my mom and I got gas and dinner. So I was getting pretty desperate when I was getting home. I was so horny with my full bladder. It got to the point I was worried I was going to leak. So I had a decision to make. Go pee, stuff a dildo in me to help me hold or, go mastrurbate while holding with my full bladder. So of course I stuffed a dildo in me and went out to eat dinner. But since I went to the bathroom to do so, I can’t justify going to the bathroom till the end of this episode. I’m going to hold to the end of this episode but I’m hoping I last long enough after to have some fun
  9. Hello! Welcome to The Scale of Continence! You all will be following Spark, a grey wolf, and his peeing adventures with his partner, Inku, an unknown species, and his roommate Fern, an orange tabby. At every choice, you get shown a scale for Spark's incontinence, bladder, bowels, arousal, and relation (Only when interacting with a reoccurring character). Depending on what choices are made, Spark may gain passive effects. Some effects include omorashi enthusiast, small bladder, easily aroused, and phantom feeling. Hope everyone enjoys! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spark sighed as he stepped into his small house. It wasn't much, but with inflation and the three owners all having minimum-wage jobs, he was happy there was a roof over his head. He looked over to the living room. Inku laughed at something on the TV. "Hey, Babe!" Spark greeted, his tail wagging. "Spark! If you need to use the bathroom, be ready to drive somewhere. Something on the toilet broke and Fern's trying to fix it." "Thanks for the heads up," Spark said, heading to the spiral staircase, "But Fern's great at mechanics, she probably won't take that long." Inku turned away from the TV to narrow their eyes at Spark. "If you say so." Spark stepped into the bathroom and spotted Fern bent beside the toilet with a paw pressed on her crotch. "Fern, you doing okay?" Spark asked, worry clear in his voice. "Yep. Fine. Just need the bathroom a bit." Fern responded through gritted teeth. Spark looked her up and down, taking note of the little things. He could clearly see her legs shaking and hear her quiet panting. "I could drive you down the street or ask a neighbor if you can use their bathroom." Spark offered. "I'm fine I-" Fern cut herself off and dropped her wrench in favor of adding another hand to her crotch. "On second thought, I'll take you up on that offer." She said, slowly standing up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ With Fern in reach, Spark can: A. Stand in front of the door, but move eventually B. Stand in front of the door, but refuse to move (-1 Fern Relation) C. Push on Fern's bladder (-5 Fern Relation) D. Quickly go to the car 0/10 (Fully Continent) 0/10 (Empty Bowels) 2/10 (Dull Feeling) 0/10 (Not At All Aroused)
  10. 29 downloads

    an old video i recorded for someone on discord. idk about you guys but peeing outside feels so so much better then being on a toilet
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  11. i piss in my back yard! View File an old video i recorded for someone on discord. idk about you guys but peeing outside feels so so much better then being on a toilet Submitter tatertot_the_h Submitted 01/24/2023 Category Male  
  12. tw82

    malefemale Barely made it

    71 downloads

    I don't know why the urge to go increases exponentially when you arrive home, but I held on as long as I could. As always, any feedback is appreciated
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  13. View File Barely made it I don't know why the urge to go increases exponentially when you arrive home, but I held on as long as I could. As always, any feedback is appreciated Submitter tw82 Submitted 01/24/2023 Category Male  
  14. I wrote this ages ago for a friend on discord. Super quick backstory is that Horst and Fritz were soldiers in world war 2 who are also lovers and in their eyes at least even if not legally are married. I write Fritz and she writes Horst and generally it's set in the 1950s so all is nice and happy. 😁 Fritz has a pee kink that his husband indulges him in. She requested I write her a 5 times Fritz was desperate story that included peeing behind a tree. I did then realised that I hadn't squeezed in any trees so you get a bonus scenario. Also I had to let him pee after all that so you also get a bonus, bonus scenario. I hope you enjoy it. 1. On Exercise. Fritz lay in the damp grass, squirming and desperately trying to ignore the ache in his bladder as he watched the comings and goings at the enemy HQ. He’d been laying here for over an hour, watching as the guards patrolled the road leading to the small wooden building, trying to memorise their movements so he could lead his men inside and take out the enemy commander, hopefully ending the whole war in one move. The red team of the army always seemed to win these things but Groß, their company commander, had promised them all a weeks leave if the blue team of the air force won it this year. The man was a giant… bigger even than Fritz himself and as much as Fritz wanted that leave he wanted whatever punishment Groß might come up with if they lost even less. Luckily the army didn’t know that Fritz and his fellow air force officer trainees had a tactical genius on their side, a skinny fellow by the name of Mohn. Recruit Mohn might talk funny but he had a sound grasp of tactics and stunning good looks despite being way to thin. Fritz found him intriguing… and very, very attractive. He’s unsure whether it’s fear of failing his commanding officer or fear of disappointing his new crush that keeps Fritz where he is, squirming on the cold ground and desperately hoping that the order is given to attack before he wets himself, but either way, he doesn’t dare move, just glances round before surreptitiously squeezing his cock, the need to pee steadily growing. Gunfire erupts to his right, half the platoon causing the distraction as planned so Fritz along with Mohn and the remaining two men can slip into the HQ building unnoticed. The plan works perfectly and Fritz is up and running, squeezing himself one last time to keep from leaking before he follows the others, storming the building and taking the cursing army guys completely by surprise. Groß must have been nearby because he turns up not five minutes later, congratulating the men, patting Mohn’s shoulder and praising him for coming up with such a bold plan. Standing in the shadows Fritz smiles at the man, pleased that he’s getting recognition. Groß leaves and the rest follow, Mohn the last to leave barring Fritz himself. He watches as the tall, skinny man, dark hair hidden under his steel helmet gives him a shy smile, thanking Fritz for his part in the success of the mission. Fritz smiles back at his new found friend, wanting to stay, to ask him if he had plans for his leave… or did he maybe want to spend the week with Fritz. Of course his bladder has to choose this time to make itself known, reminding him that he was still desperate for a piss, the need temporarily forgotten in the adrenaline of attack. He squirms uncomfortably, frowning when he sees Mohn frown, probably thinking that Fritz was squirming because of him. “Sorry, it’s not you,” he mutters tightly, having to cross his legs as his bladder threatens to give out. “Sorry,” Fritz apologises again, desperate to reassure the shy man that it wasn’t anything he’d said or done. “Just desperate to pee,” Fritz says, cheeks flushing. “Maybe we can talk properly later… even spend leave together if you like?” Fritz doesn’t wait to hear a reply, need overwhelming him and forcing him to run out the door, looking for a secluded spot to pee. He’ll never make the treeline in time, even if he runs, Fritz thinks desperately. The rest of the platoon seems to have made their way back to barracks, it’s just him out there and Mohn inside, what if he comes out and sees you Fritz’s brain reminds him. Too late, it’s either pee here or wet himself. Desperately, Fritz fumbles with his buttons, fumbling them open as quickly as he can, reaching in to yank his cock out, aiming it at the side of the building and sighing in relief as his stream starts almost immediately, the flow gushing out of him strong and fast as it floods out to stain the wooden wall before dripping down to form a puddle at his feet. Biting back a moan at how good it feels to go after holding it for so long, Fritz is just shaking himself off and tucking himself away when he’s aware of Mohn approaching. How long has he been there, wonders Fritz, he’d been concentrating so much on the relief of peeing that he’d never even noticed the man. “Horst Mohn,” he says, holding out a hand to shake as Fritz looks up at him, face glowing at having possibly been caught with his cock out and moaning as he pissed. “If we’re going to be spending a whole weeks leave together you should probably know my first name,” the dark haired recruit continues with a shy smile. At least Fritz thinks that’s what he says, the strong Black Forest accent making Mohn… Horst, difficult to understand. “Fritz von Arnsfeld,” Fritz replies, “as you probably already know,” he murmurs, Fritz’s attraction for the man making him nervous. “You… you probably don’t want to shake my hand to be honest, not after…” he gestures to the damp wall and Horst blushes dropping his hand. “No, I suppose not,” he says quietly and Fritz hopes he hasn’t just ruined the start of what he hopes will be a firm friendship if nothing else. “Come on,” Horst continues, “let’s get back to base before Groß wonders what we’re up to.” Fritz finds himself flushing, knowing that Horst likely didn’t mean it the way his mind wished an encounter in the woods, just the two of them, could go. “Come on my new found friend… let’s go,” Fritz agrees, as they slowly make their way back to barracks for the debriefing. 2. Guard Duty. The hot Crete sun beats down on him as Fritz takes another sip from his canteen, the water not helping much to cool him down as he stands guard outside their small compound with Horst. He glances at his boyfriend, taking the chance to grab himself while Horst is looking the other way as the water adds to an already full and bulging bladder. Horst had snuck off for a pee break twenty minutes ago, Fritz promising to cover for him and Fritz is beginning to think that turning down his boyfriend’s offer of the same had been a bad idea. At the time he was confident that he could hold on but now, with all the water he’d been drinking, Fritz isn’t so sure. Horst turns back just as Fritz lets go of his cock. He might have missed that but he can’t miss the way Fritz is squirming as he paces back and forth, leg jiggling in an effort to distract Fritz from the pleasant ache in his bladder. Horst looks around, checking they are truly alone before he murmurs quietly, “why don’t you just go baby, you look like you’re bursting. I promise I’ll cover for you like you did for me, no one need know baby.” Fritz shakes his head stubbornly, determined to hold on. “It’s not worth it now,” he reasons, glancing at his watch. “Sergeant Beck will be here to relieve us in another ten minutes.” It’s a pretty thin excuse but Horst doesn’t say anything, merely gives him a long hard look. Fritz can hardly admit the real reason he hasn’t gone yet, that he enjoys this feeling of mounting desperation, confident that he can last another ten minutes, though probably not much longer. Twenty five minutes later and Fritz is a lot less confident, pacing non stop as he crosses his legs, bladder stretched to almost breaking point. “Shit,” he mutters to himself as he sneakily grabs his cock. “I’m going to have to go in a minute if he doesn’t turn up soon.” Five minutes later Klaus Beck finally puts in an appearance, rushing up to relieve them. Fritz doesn’t wait to hear the man’s explanation, rushing off instead to relieve himself and leaving Horst behind to give the sergeant a thorough bollocking. Fritz rushes into the nearby bushes, hurriedly whipping his cock out to let his stream flow swiftly as he waters the foliage in a downpour that lasts a good two minutes. The relief he feels as his bladder starts to empty is immense and Fritz has to bite his lip to keep from moaning in sheer delight. “Fuck that feels good,” he mutters to himself as the hot clear stream shows no signs of stopping after a minute. Finally his bladder is empty and Fritz can shake his cock free from the last few drops of piss that linger before tucking himself neatly back in his boxers. Horst is waiting for him a little way off and Fritz smiles shyly, hoping his boyfriend hadn’t heard his words of relief. “Feel better now?” Horst asks him playfully, smiling when Fritz casually drapes an arm around his boyfriend’s shoulders. “Much,” Fritz replies. “We’re free until 18:00, whatever can we find to do,” he says with a matching smile as they walk back in the direction of their sleeping quarters. 3. Drunk. Fritz is so drunk, he thinks foggily as he weaves his way down the street, watching as Horst laughs at something Dieter says, the pair in front of him, almost as drunk as himself. He’s lost track of the number of pints he’s downed tonight but it’s plenty and they all seem to have hit his bladder at once as the ache that Fritz has felt all evening intensifies ten fold. They’ve just entered the darkened back streets of the sleepy town, still a fair way from getting home when Fritz stops dead, crossing his legs and grabbing for his cock as he feels his bladder complain again. The other two men are half way down the alley before they realise Fritz is no longer behind them. “Fritz, are you OK?” Horst calls out, hurrying back to him as he stands swaying, fumbling with the buttons of his fly, drink making him uncoordinated and unable to get them open quick enough. “Fuck I need to piss,” he slurs, fumbling in a panic as he feels his control starting to slip. “Can’t get my sodding trousers open, please Horst… I’m going to piss myself…” he looks up at his boyfriend, begging desperately for help as he struggles with the buttons. “I mean it,” Fritz whines desperately as Dieter snorts his amusement. “Gonna piss myself in a minute.” “Go help your drunken boyfriend,” Dieter says with a smothered laugh. “I’ll keep a look out.” Horst is already moving, batting Fritz’s fumbling fingers out of the way and smoothly undoing his trousers, pushing the fly open and pulling Fritz out of his pants, holding him when Fritz makes no move to grab himself just lets go, sighing in relief as he pees, golden stream strong and hissing out into the warm night, splashing against the cobbles. Fritz moans softly, too drunk to even think about holding in his feelings. “Feels good baby,” he slurs, turning towards Horst to thank him, Horst cursing as he has to try to steer Fritz back as his stream sprays wildly and Dieter falls about laughing. 4. Truck Journey. Fritz is regretting chugging down that last coffee at the base before they’d set off on the journey towards their new barracks. Like the rest of the company Fritz had no idea where they were going or how long it would be. Horst’s choice to sit as far back from the tailgate and the biting wind seemed good at the start of the journey but not so much now that Fritz was squirming and desperate for a pee. At least it was dark here and if he was careful Fritz could clutch his cock whenever the truck would hit a particularly vicious pothole causing the contents of Fritz’s bladder to slosh around painfully. “It’s no good,” Fritz whispers to Horst, who is sitting next to him. “I’m going to have to go out the back.” “You can’t baby,” Horst whispers back. Can’t you see the snow blowing in through the back, if you pee out there it will just blow back over you.” Fritz moans softly. “I’m bursting baby. That coffee has gone straight through me.” He jiggles his leg impatiently, bladder feeling hard and bloated. “Not sure I can hold on much longer,” Fritz confesses, cheeks red in the dim interior of the bouncing truck. The need hits Fritz again and he bites his lip and squirms in his seat, feeling Horst’s hand in his, squeezing softly. “Hold on baby… I’m sure it won’t be much longer.” Fritz doesn’t know how much longer it is before the truck arrives at their destination, just knows that he doesn’t care anymore who knows he needs to pee as he feels everyone must, his leg having been jumping constantly for the last twenty minutes. He’d even debated pissing in his steel helmet, so desperate was he to go before the pitch of the engine had changed and the truck had slowed and stopped. The second the tailgate is dropped Fritz is up, legs crossed as he waits to get off, receiving a mixture of sympathetic looks and low chuckles from his comrades around him. Fritz jumps down from the truck, groaning at the jolt to his bladder causes his cock to spurt, thankfully nothing showing under the thick winter greatcoat. He looks around desperately, searching for somewhere to pee but seeing nothing but white snow, instead of the base he was expecting. “Five minute stop for a rest break,” Groß calls out gruffly, Fritz hearing the giant man before he sees him. “Piss while you can lads, otherwise you’ll end up like poor von Arnsfeld here,” he laughs, clapping a squirming Fritz on the shoulder causing the contents of his bladder to slosh and a desperate wave of need to hit him. “Fuck, gotta go,” Fritz curses, racing for the relative privacy of the truck as he struggles to pull himself out through all the layers. As soon as the cold air hits his cock Fritz is pissing, turning the snow yellow as he soaks the truck’s tyre, too desperate to even try to write his name in the snow. “Fuck that feels better,” he sighs as his bladder drains and the rest of the company follow his lead, Horst moving to stand next to him out of the way, cock in hand as he waits for his bladder to release while the usual suspects stand out in the open, unashamed and laughing as they compete to see who can pee the furthest, the evidence of the winner clear in the virginal white snow. “That’s the closest I’ve come to pissing myself,” he whispers to Horst as his stream ends and his husband’s starts. Fritz tucks himself away slowly, taking his time and trying to watch his husband pee without making it too obvious what he’s doing. 5. Morning Briefing. Fritz shifts in his seat as his bladder complains loudly. He crosses his legs as casually as he can, watching as Horst squirms beside him, both of them feeling the urge to pee after waking up late and rushing to get ready, arriving at the morning briefing with the Kommandant with moments to spare. Unfortunately for both that means they had to rush straight there, no time to even pay a quick visit to the bathroom. Fritz watches as Horst bites his lip, pressing his legs together carefully. If his husband was feeling the pressure things were much worse for Fritz, always desperate to go first thing after he woke up. He squeezes his legs together unable to concentrate on anything but the feeling of desperation that makes Fritz squirm again and he risks jiggling his leg under the table. Hopefully Horst would be paying attention and could catch him up on anything he misses. The Kommandant drones on for what feels like forever to Fritz as he bites his lip and moans softly, jumping when the Kommandant clears his throat, enquiring if he’s alright. “Sorry sir, just a slight headache sir,” Fritz lies, squirming again, feeling a damp spot forming on the front of his boxers from the spurt he couldn’t contain when he’d jumped in surprise. “I think we can wrap things up there gentlemen,” the Kommandant tells them softly. “Make sure not to overdo things Major von Arnsfeld,” Karl tells him quietly and Fritz nods distractedly as he tries to compose himself enough to stand up without losing control when he untwists his legs. Horst stands, holding the door for him and Fritz practically runs out the door, heading for the washroom just down the corridor. Horst follows him, his own bladder no doubt feeling the strain but Fritz can’t stop to wait for him, rushing to the urinal and pulling his cock out as his control finally snaps, piss flowing like a fountain to hiss against the stained porcelain. “God that was close,” he moans, the relief feeling amazing as he pisses like a racehorse. 6. Against a tree bonus. Fritz squirms in his seat, every minute seeming to last an hour as he tries to concentrate on his work. It was all his husband’s fault that Fritz is feeling this exquisite torture, his bladder aching and full. Horst had called him at lunch time, for no other reason than to hear Fritz’s voice, his last words deceptively casual as he suggests that Fritz try not to visit the toilet between now and home time. Finally 17:30 arrives and Fritz can stand carefully, having to pause a moment and breathe through the need that hits him. He makes his way out, waiting in the car park for Kurt who had promised him a lift home. Ten minutes of desperate squirming later and a red faced Kurt rushes out, apologising to Fritz that something has come up and he needs to stay late and won’t be able to give Fritz that lift after all. “No problem Kurt, I can walk” Fritz calls out, crossing his legs as soon as his boss has gone back inside. Fritz is almost home, just reaching the edge of the forest and their cosy cottage nearly in sight when he realises that he’s not going to make it home before he wets himself. He looks around desperately for somewhere to go, deciding that he really has no option than to duck into the forest and go behind a tree, wishing that Horst was there to keep a look out but knowing getting caught peeing in the forest is far better than the alternative. Fritz unbuttons his trousers as swiftly as he can, pulling his cock out and sighing softly at the anticipation of the relief that’s to follow then swearing when his bladder refuses to empty despite the desperate need. “Oh, come on,” he curses, nervously looking around to see if anyone is around to see him like this. “I need to pee so bad,” he mutters. “Why won’t you just go.” Just as Fritz decides to give up and tuck himself away his brain decides to stop playing games and pee and he has to hurry to pull himself out again, pointing his cock at the tree as his stream finally starts. The relief is instant and almost orgasmic after holding it for so long, Fritz biting his lip and smiling to himself as he watches the tree bark darken where his pee soaks it, pouring out to leave a foaming puddle and a very large and very visible mark on the tree, obvious to anyone that passes by just what’s occurred. Feeling much better Fritz finishes off, shaking his cock well before he puts himself away, straightening his tie as he heads out of the forest to continue his journey home and share his experience with Horst. He’s looking forward to his husband’s reaction, wondering if Horst will even wait until tea is finished to drag him upstairs. +1 Fun in the sun. “Please baby, I need to go so bad,” Fritz begs as they walk arm in arm through the forest towards their glade. “Nearly there, hold it in just a little longer,” Horst orders, command voice giving Fritz no doubt that his husband expected to be obeyed. “Not sure I can baby, I’m really desperate… shouldn’t have had that second cup of coffee,” he groans. Fritz is dancing on the spot, panting in desperation as a wave of need hits him, his overfull bladder solid and bulging under his thin cotton shirt aches from the sheer volume of liquid Fritz is asking it to hold. He clutches his cock, moaning in desperation as he tries to walk the last few metres to the privacy of the glade, unwilling to let go here where there’s a slim chance someone might walk by but really not sure he can hold out, his control right on the edge. “Concentrate sweetheart, breathe through it and hold on just a few more minutes,” Horst says softly, hand soothing against Fritz’s back as he jams both hands between his legs to keep from leaking and shuffles the short distance into the glade, every step making him feel like he’s going to leak and lose it at any moment. “Good job baby, you made it.” Fritz sighs in relief, the trees seeming to form a protective circle round the pair of them that hide them from prying eyes and the outside world. “Can I go now baby… please. I’ve been ever so good and not leaked at all but I can’t hold on much longer.” The feeling of safety, the relief that he’s made it has made the need spike and Fritz whimpers, feeling the pee trying to force itself out of his cock despite his best efforts. “It’s coming baby… I can’t stop it, it’s coming.” “It’s OK sweetheart, you have permission to go. Let’s just let’s get these clothes off and you can…” Horst voice trails off, as he watches the wet spot that appears on the front of Fritz’s trousers grow in size, Fritz sighing in relief and letting go as soon as he hears Horst give permission, his aching bladder seconds from giving out. “Ahhhh, that feels so good baby,” Fritz moans as the warm wetness floods his boxers, soaking his trousers and running down his legs. “Fuck that feels nice, so warm and good.” The front of Fritz’s trousers are absolutely soaked, the back pretty wet too where his pee has soaked through as Fritz just relaxes completely, moaning in relief and pleasure. “Thanks baby,” Fritz murmurs, happy smile covering his face and wet trousers tenting obscenely showing just how much Fritz had enjoyed his accident. “Thanks for pushing me… for letting me test my limits. Just let me get out of these wet things and I’ll show you just how much I appreciate you.” Author’s Note: I imagine Fritz asking Horst one day if he can be denied the use of the toilet one morning and forced to drink as much as he can then slowly walk to their glade. He can do anything he likes to hold it back, like grab his cock and cross his legs but he’s not allowed to leak. Horst was planning to undress his husband before letting Fritz pee but could see how close to losing it Fritz was so gave him permission, still thinking he could at least get his trousers off before Fritz lets go. As soon as Fritz hears he has permission his control breaks and he loses it then and there so it’s almost an honest accident but obviously it’s a planned one. There was no way he was holding it back at that point then in my mind.
  15. Releasing into my pad as I play games and browse the forum. It feels so warm and good pressing against me. Oops, maybe I let out a bit too much, it seems I've leaked a bit. I didn't realise how much I'd leaked until taking photos after peeing or I'd have just finished off in my underwear.
  16. The author of the old topic deleted it. Let's open a new one. A theme for those who want to share their getting wet in gray clothes. While I am sending archive photos, I will try to make new ones soon.
  17. figured it's about time I posted on here. I've been wetting a pull-up for a few hours after work and it finally leaked. Not that I minded 😉 I finally mustered up the courage to share this with you guys. Let me know what you think. Edit: added an aftermath photo. YouCut_20220506_210325610.mp4
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  19. I've had this fantasy in my head for a long time. Excited to finally attempt to bring it into reality! Hope you enjoy 😉 - Milo Four Desperate Passengers, and a Fern by Milo Snatch Chapter 1 April really did not plan this well. She was sitting on her boyfriend’s lap, squeezed between boxes and bins of their things piled to the roof in the backseat of his college roommate’s Subaru. “Fuck!” The former roommate, Nova, yelled, laying hard on the horn, their blue and purple cropped sparkly hair whirling in frustration and a flush rising across pale, freckled cheeks, their black band t-shirt and grey sweats clinging to their skin on the hot LA summer day. Even their feet were sweating in their black sneakers. “Love,” said a deep, soft voice from the front passenger seat, “They all heard you the first, second, fifth time. This isn’t making the traffic move any faster.” “Yeah, yeah, I know babe” Nova sighed, leaning their head back and resting a hand on Milo’s thick bare thigh. His choice in dark green shorts and a white and green patterned button down shirt and comfortable sandals was enviable in the heat. “Makes me feel better for a bit, though.” “That makes one of us. Hey—“ Milo turned around, adjusting the large potted fern between his thighs and peering back at the pair stacked in the backseat, his warm brown eyes under loose black curls meeting April’s gaze, a hint of dark facial hair adoring his upper lip and side burns. “Do either of you see my bag back there? I have some earplugs that would be really handy right about now.” April did, in fact, see Milo’s bag, slumped unceremoniously behind his seat in the floorboard. “Uh, yeah, I see it,” she said, and paused, clenching her fists. “….could you hand it to me?” Milo asked, confusion washing across his face as he noticed April’s tense demeanor. “I can’t,” came a muffled sound from behind her, and half of Harper’s clean shaven, tanned face appeared around April’s shoulder. His blue eyed expression had his usual goofy grin on it underneath long sea salt covered dirty blond hair. A true lean Californian surfer boy in khaki shorts, blue tank top and flip flops. “Little stuck back here.” “Hardy har. Or should I say, Harpy har,” Milo chuckled at his own joke. Nova groaned in response which only made Milo giggle harder. “I can, yeah, I can get your bag,” April finally responded. She steeled her jaw and began bending over at the waist, her and Harper’s shared seatbelt digging into her lower abdomen along with the waist of her tight dark jean shorts. Her chest and belly stretched the fabric of her light purple t-shirt from a local LGBTQ charity event she’d volunteered at, and Harper couldn’t help but admire his gorgeous girlfriend from such a tantalizing angle, her buzzed brunette hair and long gold chain earrings glinting in the summer sunlight, juicy thighs spilling over his lap. Whimpering softly, she extended her hand past her grey sneakers and grasped for the bag, missing it the first two times and, huffing, made one final lunge, grabbing a handful of the tan canvas fabric. She froze in place, a look of horror on her face. “Whoa, April, you ok??” Milo asked, concerned, still twisted around in his seat. “You don’t look so good.” “I—“ she began softly, looking down as she slowly righted herself, a deep pink blush rising from her chest to her forehead. She held the bag out to Milo without looking up, and mumbled something so softly no one could hear the words over the cacophony of random car horns chorusing around them. “Sorry?” Milo asked. “I HAVE TO PEE!” April bellowed, finally looking up to meet Milo’s surprised gaze. She felt Harper stiffen beneath her. “I’ve had to pee since we left but I thought it’d be a short drive and we’re already behind schedule and you both have been so nice I didn’t want to waste more time, but then we hit traffic and then it got worse, and we three—“ she gestured to herself, Harper and Milo”—had all those terrible IPAs while we were packing, and when I reached for your bag a little came out and now I’m about to piss on my boyfriend in the back seat of a someone’s car who I just met today and I’m… so…. SORRY!!” she wailed, tossing the bag at Milo and covering her teary eyed face in her hands. The car fell silent, the only sounds being April crying quietly and the ever present heavy traffic noises outside. Harper wrapped his arms around April and hugged her tenderly, kissing the back of her neck. “Well, guess I’m not the only one then,” Nova said finally, laughing wryly and running a hand through their hair. April looked up, sniffling, her honey brown eyes meeting their green ones in the mirror. “Look, I know we just met, but things happen,” Nova continued, expression softening. “If you need to piss in my car then you need to piss in my car. It’s not ideal, but also, you know, crying and being in pain isn’t ideal either. Worse, really.” Nova moved one hand down over their sweatpants and grabbed themself firmly, wiggling in their seat. They looked over to Milo and said “Sorry I’ve been such a pain with the horn. I’ve had to piss so bad and sitting here isn’t making it any easier. Thanks to April’s honestly at least I can hold myself now, shit.” They scrunched up their forehead in concentration and stared ahead, rocking gently in their seat. Milo reached over and rubbed Nova’s arm gently. “Spiro?” He asked, dryly. “The one and only. Bitch,” Nova huffed, squeezing themself tighter. “If I may,” Harper’s muffled voice spoke up from the back. “My camping gear is in one of these boxes. I’m pretty sure my bear canister is in there and it’s 5 liters. Could be a useful solution?” He gently squeezed April’s shoulders in encouragement. “Also? I’m gonna need to pee soon as well. Damn IPAs.” “Make that four of us, then,” Milo sighed from the front seat, tensing his thighs as far together as he could given the fern between them. “Also, what’s a bear canister?” “Large heavy-duty plastic container to seal food and toiletries and anything a bear would want to eat inside while you’re backpacking,” Harper replied happily. “And waterproof. Which is helpful for us now, but in reverse!” April’s tears had slowed down and as she rubbed her face with the back of her hand she started giggling quietly, which quickly caught on with the other three as they all began laughing at how ridiculous their situation was. “How did we do this so badly?” Nova cackled, grimacing as laughter jostled their bladder. “Four people desperate to pee, stuck in traffic for an hour and half, pinned in by the contents of an apartment with the best hope to fucking piss in a bear canister and hope no one around us looks over at the exact worst time.” Milo was giggling uncontrollably into the leaves of the fern, Harper and April collapsed together in the back, April’s hands now firmly gripping herself over her shorts to prevent more leaks as they all laughed and laughed. “Thanks, y’all,” April finally said with a sigh when they began calming down. “I’m still very embarrassed but feeling better I’m not alon—“ She gasped quickly and sat upright. Harper felt a small moment of warmth on his right thigh, and his dick twitched in response. He hated seeing his girl in pain and discomfort, but something about this situation was turning him on. Focus, dude, he thought, Not the time! But he couldn’t help feeling pinned down in the most delicious way, stuck between two piles of boxes and his writhing girlfriend on his lap, gasping and moaning with the fear of letting go all over him, warmth seeping into his shorts and the cushion below. He shook his head quickly and rubbed her back. “Ok, time to find that canister,” he said, looking around at the box labels. April just whimpered in response and held herself as tight as she could. Milo and Harper quickly stopped laughing, looks of concern on their faces at their new friend’s predicament, the air around the group sobering up just like the passengers with those IPAs long in the past. The reality of their situation was starting to creep in. If they didn’t find a viable option soon things were about to get very wet. “Ah ha!” Harper said, pointing to the second box down on his right side with the word GEAR written on it. “There’s my camping supplies. Ok, how to get it out….?” April turned her head and started calculating how this was going to go. Her face paled. “I’m going to have to move these boxes around, aren’t I,” she said quietly. “Are there no other options? Any water bottles available? I’ll take anything!” “No, none of us brought any water or drinks,” Milo said sadly. “Could you hop out and move them maybe?” April asked him, but Nova was already shaking their head and answered, “Nope, this traffic is too touch and go and I’m in the left most lane, we can’t be sure if we’d stay still long enough to sort through your stuff without causing more of a ruckus. I don’t want to deal with angry drivers as four queer people today, especially with two of us being trans. Even in LA.” “Yeah, you’re right,” April agreed, and groaned as she felt how heavy her bladder was pressing downward. “Ok! I can do this. I have to do this. Harp? You need to hold me while I’m looking otherwise I’m going to go, I’m so close.” Harper quickly assisted, moving his hands over hers and pressing into her vulva. She moved her hands away and turned quickly to pick up the first box on her right. As she exerted herself, though, another spurt found its way out of her, warming Harper’s hand. “No!” April gasped, “Baby, you gotta hold me harder, zip down my shorts! Now!” He quickly did as he was told, unbuttoning the jean shorts pulled tight against her extended abdomen and zipping her luscious belly free. Another stream escaped just as Harper pressed his fingers to the outside of her black underwear, shivering slightly at how warm and wet it felt as her hot pee ran over his fingers. His dick was definitely getting hard now. He hoped she wouldn’t notice. April was mortified… and horny as fuck. She could feel Harp’s fingers pressed to her pussy lips, just below her throbbing clit, and it felt electric to realize how little control she had over her body right now, how wrong it felt to piss on her lover’s hand, and how much she’d actually love nothing more than to let go and flood her clothes and his lap. But this wasn’t her car and she didn’t want to impose any more on Nova and Milo after all they had done to help them move. So she braced herself and picked up the top box once again, saying “Milo, can you hold this please?” and handed it to him. He twisted around and looked like he was concentrating hard to grab the box with his legs wide open. “Yep, no problem,” he said with a strained voice. “I’m hurrying!” April said and quickly moved back and ripped open the top of the camping gear box. Thank god we didn’t use tape, she thought as she rifled through the contents and found what she was looking for: A large 5L heavy blue plastic cylinder with a wide mouth covered by a flat twist lid. “Got it!” The others cheered as she closed the gear box up and received the other one back from Milo to toss on top. She almost didn’t care that she leaked again, the longer spurt spilling over Harper’s fingers and soaking through to her boyfriend’s khaki shorts below, because she was about to finally let it all go. “Alright, Harp, let’s trade,” she said quickly, moving her hands to her sopping wet crotch. As Harper’s hands left her pussy, though, a strong jet of pee shot out of her tired body before she could place her own hands there, spurting through her clenched fingers and pooling in his lap. “NO!” She moaned, trying to stop the flow. “Masturbate!” Milo commanded suddenly, eyes wide as he watched the piss flowing through April's fingers, unabashed in his gaze. They were all well past being embarrassed in this intimate space together, unified in their shared desperation. “It’ll help you hold!” “Don’t mind if I do,” Nova moaned from the driver’s seat and they started rhythmically rubbing the firm mound between their legs. April quickly started swirling her middle finger over her clit, a thin layer of soaked underwear the only thing between them, as more liquid thundered its way out of her. “Hearing her piss is making this so much harder for me to stay dry.” “It’s working!” April gasped as her stream finally slowed and stopped. “How did you know it would?” Nova and Milo exchanged wry, knowing grimaces. “I hold often out in public,” Milo finally said, “Especially if I forget my piss dick at home. Not being able to stand to pee in men’s bathrooms makes me feel really exposed, I don’t always present as cis and someone could get suspicious of me in a stall.” He watched April’s head tilt back and a flush flood her face that had nothing to do with embarrassment. He tried squeezing his legs together again and groaned in frustration at the potted plant between them that was preventing him relief. His hand found its way down to his dick and he started palming himself, slowly, over his shorts. “I, uh, am also into piss play, so desperation is often my goal.” “I can see why,” April sighed happily, continuing to swirl her finger around and around her clit. She felt full and about to burst again but touching herself was keeping it at bay. “Sorry about the mess, Harp.” “Don’t you dare say sorry,” Harper growled from beneath her, grinding his stiff cock into her ass, one hand slick with her fluids holding on to the empty bear canister. April gasped in delight. “This is so hot, holy fuck.” His lap was sopping wet from April’s shower, it had flooded over and run down the outside of his thighs into the seat below. He felt so degraded to be pissed on, helpless, not able to move out of the way. He wanted more. The invisible wall they hadn’t realized they were approaching was finally upon them. Two couples, writhing in desperation together in a car, were touching and grinding and moaning in a growing wave of passion and pleasure. They could either stop now and just focus on relieving themselves and laugh about it as platonic friends later, or they could all push through the wall and see where the path led to on the other side. Everyone’s heart was racing at the possibilities before them. Nova and Milo locked eyes and grinned wildly, and April turned her head to witness the lust in Harper’s piercing blue eyes. “You ok with where this is going?” Harper whispered, and April nodded YES vigorously. “You?” She responded breathlessly as she continued to stroke herself, the soft sopping sound audible to everyone in the car. In answer, Harper raised his voice and said “Nova, Milo… wanna get freaky?” “I thought you’d never ask, hon,” Nova said with a wicked grin, putting the car in park and feeling grateful the traffic was stopped for now, their pace increasing as they touched themself and Milo moaned in agreement, sticking his hand down his shorts and underwear to stroke his dick directly with two fingers, one on either side, and let a thin trickle of pee escape and soak into his dry—for now—boxers.
  20. Peter moaned, stretching his legs, flexing his muscles built strong by years of dancing. He was surrounded by warmth, as if laying in a jaccuzzi on a warm spring day. The wonderful sensation of the water moving around his body, soaking into his clothes and skin, caused Peter to shiver in pleasure. Peter opened his eyes. What a wonderful dream. He was so warm and wet. So warm and wet. Wait. Peter's eyes shot open and he felt around him. It hadn't been a dream--he was completely covered in piss, his bed was thoroughly soaked. It must have just happened, thought Peter, as his clothes and sheets clung hotly to his body. Maybe that bottle of wine last night was a bad idea. Peter knew that drinking even a pint of beer was enough for him to give his bed a thorough soaking. He should have worn a diaper. Peter felt around him. The smell of piss was hot in the air. He lifted his sheets to inspect the damage. Bad. There was a huge pool of pee beneath him that had crept up all the way to his pillow thanks to his mattress protector. As he put the cover back down, Peter's bladder ached and he felt a fresh surge of hot pee flow out of his penis, spilling over his stomach and on to the bed. He sighed, giving in to his uncooperative bladder and relished as a fresh pool of piss pooled around him. Utter bliss. After fully emptying his bladder, Peter opened his eyes. A huge smile crept across his face as he moved his hands across his piss-soaked sheets and then his piss-soaked shirt. The hot stickiness of his urine made his cock twitch. He raised his hand up and rubbed his soaking shirt into the skin of his chest. His cock grew harder. Peter slowly moved his right down his chest, his hand finding his very stiffened cock surround by his wet boxers. He moved his hand inside, feeling the warmth of his piss drip onto his hand, and slowly began to stroke himself. Moving his body around his puddle, Peter flipped over on his stomach, forcing his face into his own urine. He inhaled deeply. Peter began to gyrate aggainst the sheets, feeling his still hot piss caress his skin. He gasped. Peter's hand grasped his cock harder, quickening his movements as he continued to rub against the piss in his bed. His breath quickened. As he stroked himself faster and faster, he couldn't believe that he still wet the bed at 32 years old just as he did when he was 10. The thought of his complete loss of control of his bladder pushed Peter over the edge, hot cum splashing onto his messy sheets. Intense waves of orgasmic aftershocks shook through Peter's body as he slowed the stroking of his softening lenis. He flopped onto his bed with a satisfying splash. A huge smile made its way across Peter's face and a laugh erupted from his mouth. It felt great to be a bedwetter.
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