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  1. I have been written a Chinese version of this short story,but because of my poor English level I cannot translate it into English well(. )So I WILL try my best to move my short article of English on this platform....... It's a story of the character Veritas Ratio,or called Dr.Ratio in the game Honkai Star rail.He is so hot and popular in China these days ,but I CANNOT find any fiction of him on omoorg......It just a pity.......so I will try my best to write one....and finish it in a few days. You can give me some idea about the plots of the whole story.I would like to write him as a teacher who works a lot and forget to go to bathroom ,finally wet in front of his colleagues.... I will send all the file After I FINISH
  2. Erin was getting ready for her job a business real estate agent in her bathroom. She was brushing her silky brown hair that fell just past her chin. She was 27, but people often thought she had a bit of a baby face, and looked slightly younger. She was wearing just her white bra that held her small, but perky B cup breasts, and a pair of boy-short style white panties that had little peaches on them, with the words "Georgia Peach" written across her full round butt. Erin's phone buzzed, and she got a smile on her face when she realized it was from Jake, a cute client she has been working with. It read "hey, my boss wanted to see that property on 28th street. I know it's last minute, but my coworker Taylor and my boss Carl wanted to get a tour this morning. Any chance we could see it, i'll bring you a Starbucks latte as a thank you..." Erin bit her lip as she texted back "make it a Venti and I can make it happen at 10:00 am" Jake replied instantly "this is why you're my favorite." Erin was gitty not just because she would get the chance to flirt with Jake, but also because she got a chance to show up Taylor. She knew Taylor in high school, and it was not a good time. Erin always struggled with overactive bladder, and she had a history of having accidents in class, including 3 different times in the middle of class. To top it off, she had bad acme when she was younger, and was about 40 pounds heavier. All of that made her an easy target for popular girls like Taylor. Erin still had nightmares about one of the worst days of her life. When she was just 17, she was giving a presentation in Spanish class. The teacher refused to let her use the bathroom while other students were presenting. When it was Erin's turn, she got nervous and her bladder gave for a few seconds. It wasn't a total wetting, but enough to make a hand sized stain on the front of her jeans. That was when Taylor gave her a nickname that stuck. She yelled out "can someone get her some pampers" and the class erupted in laugher. Erin was known as "Pampers" until she graduated. Now though, Erin was 27, she had a body and face most people would kill for, she had a successful career, and she couldn't wait to see how much better she aged than Taylor. Erin already laid out her work clothes, a pair of trendy high waisted black pants, a white tank top and a black blazer. But, now knowing she would see Jake and Taylor, she made a change of plans. Erin grabbed what she thought was her sexiest, yet still work appropriate dress. It was light grey, went down to ger ankles and was beyond skin tight. She pulled it on over her ample butt, showing every curve. It was so tight, you could even see the outline of her rib cage when she reached up. With her outfit change though, Erin forgot to put on no-show panties, and didn't realize her "Georgia Peach" boyshorts left some noticeable panty lines. Erin looked up at the clock and realized she was running late. She felt a slight pinch in her bladder, but was worried she wouldn't have time to use the bathroom before she left. She figured she could go at the property before everyone arrived and be fine. She poured some coffee into a thermos and ran out the door. Erin chuegged her coffe on the drive over. felt a definite discomfort in her bladder as she pulled up to the large 70-story office building. There was a huge parking structure underneath. Erin was biting her lip and keeping her thigh muscles tight as she drove around looking for a space. Once She found one, she parked, then walked somewhat quickly to the door, swaying her hips in a mini potty dance as she did. She got to the lobby of the skyscraped and scanned for a bathroom, feeling a constant pressure in her bladder, but to her avail didn't see one. The building had separate elevators for different floors. Erin figured her best option would be to find the floor she was going to show them, and use the bathroom up there. She found the elevator to her section and got inside the mirrored elevator by herself. She started to adjust her hair and admire her outfit. But when she turned to look at her butt, she winced as she realized she wore the wrong underwear and you could see a very visible panty line. "fuck" she mouthed to herself, but at this point she didn't have any other options. Erin stepped out the elevator confidently, but looking for a bathroom. There was a reception in the lobby for this section of the building, which contained three different offices behind her. Behind a large desk was a thin, very pretty 30-year-old with long red hair, wearing a form fitting green dress. Erin took quick steps and bent over the desk resting one hand on it "Hi, I'm Erin with midpoint realty. I'm here to show some clients around the space for lease." The redhead looked up "oh of course, it should all be unlocked already and ready to tour, I just have some paperwork for you to sign" as she handed Erin a clipboard. Before Erin took the paperwork, she felt a sudden pressure increase in her bladder and she placed both hands on the desk and lifted her knee up. She thankfully didn't leak any, but the receptionist gave her a strange look. Erin sheepishly said "is there a bathroom I could use quick?" The receptionist winced as she said "well, there isn't any in the lobby area here. And we're really not supposed to let anyone use the ones in the office space for lease, I'm sorry." Erin was frustrated and said quietly "ok, please it's kind of an emergency." The receptionist forced a fake smile and said "the bathrooms should be unlocked in there, if you slip in nobody will notice." Before Erin could run in and use the bathroomm she heard the elevator. She was angry as she saw that Taylor stepped out. Not only because it meant she couldn't use the bathroom, but because of how incredible she looked. She had an amazing hourglass figure, a gorgeous youthful face at 27 years old, and beautiful long blonde hair. She was wearing skin-tight black pants and a red top that showed off her cleavage. She looked classy, yet sexy. Erin's hopes that she aged poorly in the last 10 years were dead. Still Erin had a job to do, and needed to keep it professional. As Taylor walked into the building she smiled warmly at Erin "Hi, nice to meet you, I've heard so much about you from Jake." Erin smiled professionally "Hi, it's good to see you... We have actually met before though." Taylor gave a quizzical look "we have? I haven't been looking at any other buildings yet?" Erin pursed her lips "yeah, we actually went to high school together" She said I'm Erin Schlansky." Taylor smiled "I'm sorry" she said sweetly "I don't want to be rudem but I don't seem to remember, that was a while ago" Erin wince slightly "remember..." and said quitly "some people called me.. pampers" Taylor seemed to recognize her now "oh my gosh.. of course... I mean, I'm sorry." Taylor seemed genuine as she said "you seriously look amazing, I would have never guessed. Talk about a glow up." Erin tried to move past and it start anew and said "thanks, yeah I guess you could say that." Taylor leaned in "Can I just put it out there, I was horrible in high school, I was still feel bad about it to this day, I know I made fun of you when you just had a... medical problem. And I'm truly sorry." Erin realized this wasn't the revenge meeting she was daydreaming of. She paused for a moment, tucked her hair behind her ear and said "I do really appreciate you telling me that Taylor. Thank you." Erin then felt a wave of pressure overtake her bladder, but thankfully she was able to keep her composure and do any awkward potty dances or grab herself. Of all the times to be desperate for a pee, this was not a good one. Taylor changed gears "so, I think the other are just behind us, it should just be a moment." Just then the others stepped out of the elevator. Jake was driving and got out first. He looked handsome yet professional. He was 28 years old, tall at 6'3 with short brown hair, a larger nose, and a chizeled jawline. He was and wearing a pair of slim gray pants and white button down shirt tucked in. Also getting out of the car was his boss Carl, who was about 50 years old, a little heavyset with thin graying black hair, wearing a navy suit with no tie. Getting out of the back was Kayla, who was very pretty at 25 years old, long dark brown hair and wearing skinny jeans, a white turtleneck and a brown corduroy blazer. As the group walked in, Erin was tightly crossing her legs while standing and clasped her hands together, pressing them into her crotch, someohow managing to make it look natural rather than her trying to keep her bladder in check. Jake held up the large coffe he brought her in one hand and smiled as he handed it to her. Erin gave a sublte, but flirty smile as she took the coffee and said "my hero" sarcastically. Carl, the older boss extended his hand "hi nice to meet you. Jake was right, this place looks really nice, can you show us around." Erin wanted to reach down and grab her crotch with her free hand. She could make it look natural with two, but now that she was holding a coffee, it wasn't an option. She swayed her hips back and forth as she led the group into the building. Her bladder was now slightly painful and it was hard to concentrate on anything else. Erin's plan was to tell them all to look around, then run to the bathroom. Erin gestured towards the office spaced and said "so why don't you all have a quick look around yourselves for a moment first.." But before she could even finish her thought, Carl butted in "Can you run down the capacity numbers for us?" Erin clasped both of her hands in front of her crotch again and tightly crossed her legs, trying to not make it obvious that she was grabbing herself. She was squeezing her thighs together and gently rocking her hips side to side, but stayed and profession. "yeah of course" Erin said "it's two floors. There is cubicle space for 100 employees, 10 offices on each floor, three of them executive sized, and 4 conference rooms." Erin's eyes stared longingly at the bathroom sign. She tried again to get the group to look around and said "so, why don't you all.." But this time Taylor butted in "oh I would love to get a look at what would be my office." She said with excitemet. Erin forced a smile "of course" she said and turned around and walked the group past the bathroom and to the offices. She heard Kayla whisper something to Taylor. She turned her head and saw they were both looking at her butt and grinning. Erin turned red as she thought they were making fun of her obvious panty line in her skin-tight gray dress. But she did her best to ignore it. Erin opened up the office and gestured for them to step and and look. As she stood there her bladder was screaming for relief. She couldn't help but to shuffle her butt side to side and bounce up and down. Jake put his hand on the small of her back as he passed and said "too much coffee?" Erin replied "nope, just really excited about affordable office space in a prime location" she said with a sarcastic smile. Erin felt a sudden increase in pressure in her bladder. She instictively grabbed her crotch with one hand and doubled over. She was able to keep it all inside, but there was no more playing around. She needed a bathroom now. She said politely to the group "excuse me for just one moment guys" and took quick short steps to the bathroom. Erin pushed into the bathroom door, but it wouldn't budge. She tried again, same thing. Erin let a quiet whimper and said to herself "damn it, damn it damn it." She looked around to see no one was in sight, threw out her coffe in the garbage and then grabbed her crotch with both hands tight. Erin breathed in deeply and thought for a moment. She would just have to go back to the front desk and ask them to either unlock the bathroom, or tell her where one is. There is no reason a massive building like this shouldn't have one place for her to pee. Erin frantically went up to group who were talking in the office "You guys just have a look around for minute, I need to check on something." she said in a rushed tone "I'll be right back." Erin started to panic as she quickly walked back to the reception area. The last time she needed to pee this bad, she ended up wetting her pants in her friends car while stuck in traffic. She dug both hands into her crotch and pressed firmly. As she got to the door just before the reception area she paused, straightened up, and walked out confidently. She marched back to the redhead receptionist "Excuse me, but the bathrooms are locked back there. Could someone please unlock thm" Erin said "or is there a bathroom nearby." The receptionist seemed to understand her plight "ok, I'll see if someone can unlock them in a minute." She said. Erin crossed her legs like a pretzel and bent over at her waist, she felt any moment she could just let it all rush out of her. She whispered loudly "umm, this is kind of an emergency, I really, really need a bathroom. Where can I go... NOW." The receptionist smiled a little "I'm sorry ma'am, but all the bathrooms are in the different offices." She said. Erin was getting angry "ok, well where do YOU go to the bathroom then?" The receptionist was annoyed, but sympathetic as she replied "there is an employee one in the back, but I'm sorry, no one is allowed back there." The receptionist took a deep breath "ok, just wait here for a minute, I'll make a call and make sure someone with keys comes and unlocks the bathrooms for you, ok." As the receptionist walked into the back, Erin grabbed her throbbing pee-hole with both hands, clenching the fabric of her skin-tight gray dress in-between. The pressure was constant. Erin was bouncing up and down and constantly wiggling around, getting funny looks from people walking in and out of the lobby. All of a sudden, Erin felt her bladder release. She let out a trickle for about 2 seconds before she slammed her thighs together and stop the flow. Erin could feel the warmth spread through her panties, and wet the fabric of her dress as she was grabbing onto it. Erin let out a whimper. She almost didn't want to look down, but she removed her hands, and she felt her heart race as she saw an orange sized pee stain on the front of her gray dress. "oh, god, oh god" Erin thought to herself. She looked around, and saw a stack of paper on the reception desk. She grabbed one and started dabbing at her crotch, trying to dry it. Just then, the redhead receptionist came back and let out a short, but powerful laugh "are you ok?" She asked. Erin turned beet red and held the paper in front of her wet spot. "yeah, I just really need a bathroom, is someone coming?" She asked in a panic. The receptionist replied "someone is coming up now to unlock the bathrooms. Have you tried the second floor unit?" She asked Erin. Erin just shook her head no. The receptionist continued "ok, those should be unlocked, that's probably your fastest option." The receptionist then looked at the paper Erin was covering herself with "do you need that form for something?" She asked. Erin stayed silent as she handed it back to the receptionist, revealing the stain on her dress. The receptionists eyes bulged as she saw it. Now realizing that Erin started to wet herself, she started to feel bad "oh honey, it's ok, just hurry upstairs" She took another look at her dress "just go get yourself cleaned up" she said. Erin tried to formulate a plan as she walked back in with quick, short steps. She couldn't let Jake, Taylor and the others see her pee stain, but she was still at work, and had to find a way to be professional. Erin get them all upstairs ASAP so she could pee, and hopefully dry off her dress. Erin spotted the group huddled in the section with cubicles. She purposely stood a row away from them, with just her head poking above as she shouted "h-hey guys. We can c-come back to this section later, I want to show you the upstairs to um, go o-over some numbers." Jake gave her a strange look "Hey, we would actually like to finish seeing the first floor first if that's ok?" Erin said stammered "umm, we'll come back to it, just follow me." Taylor raised an eyebrow and said "oo-kaaay" And they all followed Erin. Erin made sure to keep her back to them all, hiding her stain. She walked too fast for comfort, gaining more distance on the group. She got to a door with a staircase. Normally, she would never do this to clients, but she walked through and let the door fall behind her. She heard Taylor whisper and giggle to the others, she assumed it was about her strange behavior. It was humiliating for Erin, but not as humiliated as letting them see she started to wet herself. When they got to the second floor, Erin still had her back turned to the group. She turned just her head around. Her voice shaked as she said "why don't you have a quick look around yourselves, I just need to check on something" Taylor, Kayla and Carl started to have a look around and Erin made a bee-line for the bathroom. She walked as fast as she could to one of the building, as soon as her back was turned to the group she fully grabbed her crotch with both hands, and bend over slightly as she walked. Her eyes darted around the building looking for a sign for the bathroom. "There!" she thought to herself as she saw a sign for the ladies room in the corner. A wave of pressure overtook Erin. She whimpered as she tensed all the muscles in her legs, trying to hold it back. She fought hard for about 5 seconds while standing perfectly still, and thankfully the wave passed. But she needed a bathroom, and now. She continued on to the ladies room, past the handful of offices and put all of her weight into the door. It didn't budge. Erin mouthed "fuck" and she was started to panic. Her bladder was screaming. She was alone in this big empty office, thankfully away from the group. She was doing a full on potty dance now and constantly shifting her weight and moving her knees up and down. She looked into an office and thought for a brief moment about peeing in the corner. "no" she thought to herself, I'm not "Pampers" anymore, I'm an adult and I can hold it. She tried to calm herself. The other bathroom at the other end has to be open. It HAS to be. She took a deep breath in, and then exhaled.. but that was a mistake. She felt a wave of pee try to rush out of her, she slammed her thighs together and grabbed herself between her skin-tight dress. But this time it slipped. Erin felt a wet warmth spread out of her, wetting her dress and her hands. It only lasted a second before she was able to cut off the flow. She removed her hands and looked down. Her face turned white as she saw the now plate sized pee stain on the front of her light gray dress. "Damn it, damn it damn it." she thought to herself. She buried her hands into her crotch again and sped walked to the other bathroom. She could still salve this she thought, she just had to get a bathroom, and dry off her dress. She had to walk past the break room to get to the other bathroom. When she got there, she felt another wave, she put both hands down on a table and crossed her legs. She was able to stem off the flow before she leaked anymore. Erin was worried if she could make it the last few steps to the bathroom as this point without leaking again. Erin heard footsteps and Taylor and Kayla chatting as they walked into the kitchen. Quickly, Erin sat down at the table, so they wouldn't see the front of her dress. Taylor smiled cheerfully "oh hey, there you are" as she and Kayla sat down. Taylor continued "hey, we were wondering if there is a way we could make this a 5 year lease instead of a 7 year, is that possible?" Erin had to try and maintanin her professionalism, but it was hard. She already started to have an accident. She wrapped her legs around each other as tight as she could and was bouncing her foot as she said "um, yeah, we, we have a fe, few options we could... " She cut herself off and froze as she felt her bladder give out. Her eyes went wide and her face turned beet red as she peed full force for 3 seconds. She stood up and straight and was able to clamp it off. Erin could feel the warm pool of urine beneathe her butt and down the back of her thighs. She knew her butt was wet, but wasn't sure how bad. Taylor reazlied something was wrong "hey, are you ok?" she said quizzically. Erin's face was white as a ghost at this point. She had to think of a way to cover. "umm, this is a little awkward she said. "I think I sat in some water." Kayla looked at her "oh really, that's odd, I wonder where that came from?" Taylor joined in "so, you're just going to keep sitting in it?" she said with a laugh. Erin knew she had to hide the grapefruit sized pee stain on the front of the dress, so she shyly stood up, trying to keep her butt turned towards the girls. Erin almost burst into tears when she saw that she had a wet stain in perfect circle the size of a serving platter on her butt, making her dress slightly see-through. A smile crept across Kayla's face as she said "yeah, it looks like your Georgia Peach is wet." Both Kayla and Taylor started giggling uncontrollably. Erin spun around to conceal her butt, for forgot about the stain on her front. Taylor's eyes bulged as she saw the stain on her front "oh honey, are you ok?" Kayla tried to cover her mouth and conceal her laugter as she said "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. That's not funny." Taylor gave her a look of both disgust and amusement and said "Did you have a little accident? .. Just run to the bathroom sweetie." Erin turned out flustered and starting charging for the bathroom. She didn't look wher she was going, and slammed right into Jake who was coming from the other direction. Erin lost her balance and fell into Jake. Jake grabbed her waist and helped stabilize her, just above her pee statin on her butt. Erin felt like a deer in the headlights as jake was mere inches away from touching her wet backside. She looked up at Jake's eyes "I'm so sorry" she mumbled. Jake's hands lingered on her waist, as her body was pressed up firmly against his. Jake said coyly "don't worry, no need to rush, just relax." Erin's body took that comment to heart. Erin let out a sudden, full-force stream of pee. She felt it instantly soak the front of her dress and run all the way down her legs. She jumped out of Jake's arms and grabbed her crotch with both hands while bent forward. This time, she couldn't stop it. She stared down at her dress as pee cascaded out of her. Soaking the front of her dress from her crotch down to her ankles. The room was silent except for the hissing of her pee hitting the floor. It felt like an eternity, but it was only a couple seconds before Jake said angrily "what the hell, did you just pee on me?" Erin, still peeing uncontrollably into her dress, looked down at Jake's pants and saw there was a dinner plate sized stain on his crotch. Erin finally was able to clamp of the flow of her pee. Her face lost all color and she had tears starting to form in her eyes. "oh my god. I'm so sorry" she said. Kayla behind her started to giggle, as Taylor just stared in bewilderment. Jake was holding the wet fabric of his pants away from his leg. He looked at Erin's dress in disgust, completely soaked from her crotch all the way to the hem at her ankles in the front, with a pee puddle on the floor. He started to take a couple steps back from Erin. Erin stammered "oh my god, I I, I am sorry." She then took a step forward towards Jake, as she did, she slipped in her pee puddle, landing hard on her butt. Laughter erupted from both Kayla and Taylor. Taylor said as she laughed "are you ok there Erin?" Erin just looked at herself, soaked in pee now on the front and back, sitting in a puddle of her own making in the middle of an office building. She couldn't even bring herself to speak. Taylor saw that Jake was upset about Erin peeing on his pants. Taylor got up and walked to Jake, putting her arm on his shoulder "come on let's get you cleaned up in the bathroom" she said. Erin let out a mumbled and somewhat angry "the bathroom is locked." Taylor looked down at Erin said with a condescending tone "I just used the one over here on the other side, it's not locked." Erin felt defeated. She slowly started to get up from the floor. There was a massive pee puddle surrounding her. Her dress was soaked in the front and back, and now it see-through where it was wet, with her "Georgia Peach" panties visible to everyone. Erin mumbled "I'll get someone to clean this up. She sheepishly walked back to the receptionists desk. When she walked in, a group of two women and a man gawked as they saw Erin's dress. She did her best to ignore them, but as she walked past them, she overheard one of the girls say "Georgia Peach" with a laugh. Erin shot them a dirty look. The girls just giggled to themselves, while the guy gave a bewildered look. When the redheaded recepionist saw Erin her jaw dropped "oh. My GOD." she said "are you ok?" She asked Erin. Erin fought back tears as she said "I had a little problem." then took a deep breath "and, there is a bit of a mess upstairs in the break-room that needs to be cleaned." The receptionist tried to be sympathetic "it's ok" She said. Then whispered to Erin "Can I tell you something?" Erin looked up at the pretty redhead "yeah" The redhead lowered her voice even more "last year, I was driving across the state and couldn't find a gas station. And when I did, I wet my pants as I ran inside. It happens sweetie." Erin was still utterly humiliated, but her story did help and she muttered "really?" The receptionist said "yeah, really" and then put her arm on Erin's shoulder. And said "I'll make sure it gets cleaned up, but umm, maybe you could tell your clients to cut the tour short." Erin just shook her head yes and walked back in. It would be humiliating to face them again, but the damage was already done. Erin slumped back into the breakroom. Carl was still there and just stared at her dress in silence, Kayla had a giant grin across her face, while Taylor stared blankly at her was standing with her butt in front of Jake, concealing his stain. While Jake had a disgusted and angry look on his face. Erin looked down, so I'm sorry but we'll have to cut the tour short. Carl spoke up "in all my years I've never seen anything like this. I'll be following up with your boss, and hopefully someone else can show us around later." The group all left as Erin just stood there in her soaking wet dress, completely defeated.
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    Tiffany Doll is a woman into making us pleased with herself, she’s wearing a blouse and just white panties alone so it will be easy to spot that patch. Tiffany grabs her sex toy I believe it’s called the Magic Wand it is a massager machine however she’s going to cum instead using it. Undoing her buttons from her blouse she gets turned on by the feeling of the vibration. Eventually doing a really intimate close up of her white panties she does the unthinkable 😍 or I suppose to us Omorashi fans what we expect her to do… Pissing her white panties till they become see through with pee. Relieved by the feeling of pee going through her panties letting you know how long she held it for through her breathing. Tiffany looks so incredibly into it as a gasping look on her face says it all. After she’s finished with her wet pissy mess she strips off the panties to show off her pee panties and wringing them out with her bare hands. Tiffany’s pussy if you’re wondering is not clean shaven which is okay with me I like that on her to be fair. Even taughting her dirty viewers to give her something to enjoy.
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  4. View File Tiffany Doll - Orgasm & Wetting My Panty With My Pee Tiffany Doll is a woman into making us pleased with herself, she’s wearing a blouse and just white panties alone so it will be easy to spot that patch. Tiffany grabs her sex toy I believe it’s called the Magic Wand it is a massager machine however she’s going to cum instead using it. Undoing her buttons from her blouse she gets turned on by the feeling of the vibration. Eventually doing a really intimate close up of her white panties she does the unthinkable 😍 or I suppose to us Omorashi fans what we expect her to do… Pissing her white panties till they become see through with pee. Relieved by the feeling of pee going through her panties letting you know how long she held it for through her breathing. Tiffany looks so incredibly into it as a gasping look on her face says it all. After she’s finished with her wet pissy mess she strips off the panties to show off her pee panties and wringing them out with her bare hands. Tiffany’s pussy if you’re wondering is not clean shaven which is okay with me I like that on her to be fair. Even taughting her dirty viewers to give her something to enjoy. Submitter P Pee Submitted 04/21/2024 Category Female  
  5. A few years ago in college I participated in an exchange program with my department where ten of us were chosen to fly to Japan for a month to work on a collaborative project with a partner university. I'm a femboy, and at this time I'd just started cross playing and cross dressing a few months prior and had grown my hair out (it kind of looked like Miho from GuP). One of the big events of this trip was a large banquet with a bunch of the students and faculty from both schools, making this a great opportunity to show people my spicier side. Formal wear was required, so one day when our professor took the class shopping I went to a Book Off (used book store that has some locations that sell clothes) where I found a used office lady dress for cheap. It had an off-white cream color vest and pencil skirt, and a white blouse with a ruffled collar- so flippin' cute! I had no idea what people would think because aside from my male friend who was also on the trip, I hadn't really told anyone about my little "hobby", so I kinda tried to be discrete. I was hoping to only show my teacher when I stepped out of the changing room for the first time, however to my annoyance there was someone else around. Her name was Annabelle or Anna for short. She was pretty blonde girl from Texas and spoke with a heavy southern accent (which made listening to her pronounce Japanese words very funny). I didn't really know her at all, we had mostly been in different classes, but I had seen her around the labs and common areas in the department. We shared a few mutual friends but had never interacted before. I soon learned that she was very gay, and being from conservative part of the country and studying in a male dominated field had made her kind of hate men. To her I was a potential ally, someone who could understand the struggles of being queer. Instantly her eyes lit up and she began to ask me a bunch of questions. I was kind of confused but glad someone was being nice, and after that she'd always talk to me whenever she got the chance. The banquet was a few days after that. It was a bit nerve racking showing up at the restaurant, but this was a California school so everyone was fairly supportive even if they were a bit surprised. The food was very yummy and I drank a whole bottle of Ramune and had a glass of water. Afterwards our class went to a small ice cream shop next to our hotel for dessert. I hadn't gone at the previous restaurant and ny now my urge to use the bathroom was moderate, my bladder gauge was at 40% but I figured there had to be facilities at our destination. There wasn't. Much to my distress the clerk said there was no available restroom. I took a deep breath and sat down at the big table with my fellow students. Over the next hour our class had a very emotional meal. Some people were about to graduate, we all thanked each other for the years spent working together and said how much we appreciated one another. Of course my urge steadily grew over that time. I tried to ignore it and focus on the conversation but soon the pain in my bladder became very intense. It was so full it felt like I had a water balloon strapped to my stomach. I would ignore the pain for a few minutes then my bladder would pulse, shouting that it needed to be emptied and making my whole body spasm. I tried sitting cross legged and squeezing myself under my dress. I was watching the clock, wondering how much longer this would go on for. My breathing became really heavy and eventually I couldn't even talk because all my concentration went towards keeping my undies dry. I could feel the pee rushing towards the tip of my penis, stopping only with a powerful but painful squeeze. I realized I just couldn't wait any longer. I began to tear up as I leaned over to my professor and told her I was going back to the hotel because I really needed to use the bathroom. She said ok and I carefully stood up and made my way to the door. It was the summer time so at least it wasn't cold outside. I heard Annabelle call out to me and turned around. She asked if I was ok because I had suddenly gotten up and left while looking distressed. I told her I really had to pee and was about to have an accident. Being the kind girl she is, she offered to let me use her bathroom because she was staying on the 5th floor. I agreed because otherwise it would be a long ride up to 20th floor where my room was. We made our way to the lobby and into the elevator and at that point I was hunched over squeezing my dick under my dress. If i loosened my grip even a little I was gonna pee my pants. I closed my eyes and focused on not wetting myself while praying no one else would come in, or this was gonna be even more embarrassing. My new friend seeing me in this sorry state was embarrassing but I couldn't help it. I counted each ding of the elevator which seemed to take hours to go between floors. Finally the doors opened and I followed Anna out, I was shaking with each step. I had so much pee inside me, my dick quivered as all that liquid tried to force it's way out. Anna unlocked her door and I hurried in as fast as I could and went straight to bathroom. The toilet was finally in sight! I took my hand off my penis to raise my skirt... big mistake. A warm sensation spread across my crotch, hot pee flooded my boxer briefs and gushed down my legs. For a split second I stood there enjoying the feeling of release, I just wanted to stand there and let it out but I knew I couldn't do that. I lifted by skirt, lowered my soggy underwear, and sat down on the toilet. Normally I pee standing up but the seat was already down and I was out of time. I moaned loudly as I could finally relax and let everything out. A fierce stream hit the porcelain and tinkled into the water. I peed hard, making a tiny river in the bowl and feeling a euphoric sense of relief. My pee lasted for a probably less than a minute, which isn't a lot but I'm only 5 feet tall lol! I don't have a very large capacity. Even after I was done I just sat there enjoying the tingly feeling in my empty bladder. But eventually I had to face reality. I had just peed my pants in my new friend's bathroom! I got some TP and squirted some hand soap on it to clean the drops of pee on the floor. There was nothing I could do about my skirt though, I had a baseball sized wet spot on my crotch. I dried it with more TP but it was cream colored, there was no hiding it. I'd probably spent 10 minutes in the bathroom by now so I washed my hands and planned to just quickly leave, while keeping my back turned towards her and go to my room and change. I opened the door and stepped out and she could see me from where she was sitting at her desk. By her expression I knew immediately that she knew what happened. I felt awful. I had just made a new friend and this whole thing probably made me look so lame, especially having at accident at 21. But she was very understanding and offered to let me shower and change there while she washed my clothes, thank god the room had it's own washing machine! I took her up on that and changed into her pajamas which were a bit baggy on me. I stayed in her room the rest of the night for a long chat and we've been best friends ever since.
  6. Ok, I’m new and English isn’t my primary language, so please, don’t be too strict. Also this story has lot of alcohol involved and I know this could be a sensitive topic for someone but in NO WAY I’m trying to promote alcohol abuse which I actually condemn (also keep in mind where I live the legal age to drink is 18). My late classmates and I have a dear friend in another city; now our towns are not too far but it takes 1h by train/1h and half by car to travel between them. Ten years ago this friend of mine was giving a great party for his 18th birthday. In our country an 18th birthday party is basically the fusion of an American sweet 16 and 21st birthday party: basically a very big event where you get drunk as never before (also because it would be illegal) and you get some expensive present from your family and... your very first sex toys by your dearest friends. For this important occasion, my friend invited me and some of my classmates to his great event: considering we had to travel to reach his place, his parents payed for two rooms in a hotel to let us pass the night and leave the next afternoon (it was a Friday and we were all free for the weekend). We split the hotel rooms by gender: 3 boys in the bigger one, the two girls in the double bed room. We got our best complete for the dress code and called a taxi. Now, our friend’s party was set on a boat over a big famous river: for the first part we had a dinner with no limits on wine bottles per table, basically if you finished one, you could ask for another one for free. Before we continue, let me assure you: I can definitely hold my alcohol. In my family we are all very good at holding it and I’m bigger than the average, so it takes A LOT to get me drunk. One of my classmates is otherwise a very bad drinker, but he liked to act as he was an “expert in partying hard” and kept ordering bottles of wine he would eventually pass to me and my other classmate, just to keep his acting. The second part of the event consisted in some disco and the enemy of every young liver... the dreadful open bar. At that point everyone of us had consumed at least an entire bottle of wine, I had had at least two. At the end of the party my fried and I had ordered 6 different cocktails with no toilet breaks; now you probably understand what was going to happen. The party ends and we get a Taxi to drive us to the hotel... and that’s where it kicked. All the alcohol in my body was getting filtered diligently by my liver and my bladder was getting full of the liters of liquids I ingested. Usually I don’t worry myself for bathroom breaks because I have a very strong bladder and sometimes I can use the bathroom just twice a day... but holy Dionysus was I wrong?! I can certainly hold my alcohol but when I drink my bladder fills as a dam. At first I was just squirming. Halfway I was desperate. As soon as I jumped off the taxi I WAS EXPLODING! Also I was drunk enough to consider forfeiting my dignity to relieve the pressure in that very moment, in front of my group of friends... luckily I didn’t. “Come on! You are in front of the hotel! You can certainly do it for 5 minutes... can you?” That’s what I kept telling myself... again... and again! We pay and we enter the hall. At that point it was impossible to maintain a façade: “guys... I fucking p*rco D|o (italian famous slur) have to piss!”. Long pause as we wait for the elevator, everybody laughs. “Ok, we just take the girls to their room and you get the first turn to the bathroom”. WAT?! Fuck! I didn’t thought we had to accompany the ladies, but they were right: one of them was so drunk she could barely walk. We get on the elevator and I’m sweating and praying all the time: I know I can’t wait longer... I don’t even know if I can last the ride to the second floor! I start biting a finger nervously. Finally the door opens and... our drunk friend falls. I don’t know what trascendent mystical state of mind I reached to stand till The our friends room, but I did it. But then our drunk friend basically refused to be put to bed (she was so drunk she wanted to go shopping at 2 AM, apparently). Now I’m gettin... pissed (badum tsss). I’m considering every possible way except using their bathroom, because I was terribly shy at the time. 2 more minutes pass and I can’t stand it anymore. With all the grace someone is going to burst in a matter of seconds can have I ask the not-so-drunk friend if I may use their toilet. She couldn’t even end her “yes of course” that I was closing the bathroom door. The last seconds were the worst of the entire evening: I could barely undo my good pants that a yellow and steaming river escaped my private parts. I DID IT. I couldn’t even worry of the clear sound my stream was making as I released my very full bladder in the toilet bin. I kid you not it took me more than 10 minutes. When I came out, everyone was laugh But I couldn’t care less. I still felt a pain in my abdomen, but I was empty at last. P.S. I usually am not turned on by my own experience and I feel more in the dom perspective , but I thought it would be better to start with a non-fictional story of mine to present myself here. Let me know if it was interesting and again I’m sorry for not being fluent in English enough to tell a story: hope I can improve with time. Ciao!
  7. Hi everyone! Here's a quick something I wrote (surprisingly all in one sitting this time) in yet another strike of boredom; it is from my usual main character Ocean's universe (check out my profile for more of him haha), but this time I tried having him watch from the sidelines while I, as an off-page narrator, tell the story of a woman named Agatha ending up desperate to pee in a class Ocean's teaching. There will eventually be a second chapter to this one, but for now, I hope you enjoy this one! # Agatha Harrison filled up her large empty coffee mug for the second time today. She had just finished a light breakfast, and was now about to start baking a tray of cookies to bring to class. Despite recently turning fifty, she was not the teacher, but the student of an English class in a small, government-funded learning center. After successfully serving her country as a judge of the supreme court for decades, she had decided it was time to finally retire from a busy career and pursue her interests instead, which had her land on the aforementioned class along with only two other students and a young but very capable teacher named Ocean. Ocean was no more than half Agatha's age, but she would always be marveled by both his knowledge, skills in teaching and overall intellect and manners. As a former judge, she knew about and lived by well manners and the rules of the society, written or spoken. Knowing how and when to act in what way was what opened her several doors in life, and she was very sure from her years of experience that the same doors would eventually open for Ocean as well. And today, you could say that the reason Agatha was now sipping on her third mug of coffee instead of stopping at her usual one a morning was, in a way, Ocean. You see, for Agatha, age did bring plenty of wisdom and professional success with it; but on the other hand, decades of a busy work life and tight, unflexible schedules had also taken its effect on her physically; especially her bladder strength. It wasn't unusual for her to go on for hours and hours without a ladies' room break in courtrooms when she was still working, but ever since she retired, she was, so to speak, out of practice. Combined with the nature of her aging, it had lead to more frequent and sometimes untimely bathroom breaks. For someone who was as well-mannered and orderly as she was, excusing herself multiple times in the middle of antyhing was a problem, one she needed to somehow get over. Her inspiration would come in an unrelated way form her teacher Ocean, during the end of one of their classes. "For any language, knowing it and speaking it are indeed largely correlated," Ocean began his closing speech. "If you know better how to read and write, it'll almost certainly help you speak better. But..." He paused just for a moment to make sure he had the attention of all three students, and continued. "...there is one more very important trait one needs to have to speak effectively..." Another pause. "...confidence". The students waited, now curious. "You see, even if you know all the necessary grammar and the vocabulary to communicate in a certain level, when we are faced with a real life situation, the question of 'What if I say something wron and end up making a fool of myself?' eventually pops into our minds. And in a vicious cycle of forgetting what we know because of this anxiety and getting anxious because we forgot what we know, we end up opting to avoid speaking altogether. This cycle is something all three of you will need to break at some point or another; and the sooner the better." "But how does one overcome it..?" One of the other students asked what Agatha was also dying to know. "It's simple, but certainly not easy," Ocean began his answer. "You overcome it just like how you overcome any other anxious situation in life; by getting out of your comfort zone and learning to be comfortable outside it. You need to go out there, try your best, fail, fail again, make a fool out of yourself, get embrarrassed and ashamed. Remember, the goal with this exercise isn't to advance your English knowledge; that's something that will happen here. Instead, it is to push yourself further and further, stretch out your comfort zone through this repeated pushing of its limits, until it gets strong enough. Like you would with a muscle, in a way." Agatha and the other two students looked at Ocean with a newborn excitement. "If there's no further questions, you may leave for today," Ocean concluded the class and the students started packing up. "See you all tomorrow. Don't forget; find out your limits, and make sure to push them." On her way home, Agatha kept thinking about Ocean's speech. But how would she go about doing such a thing? There was no one around her that both spoke English and didn't speak her main language. After a while, an unrelated idea popped in her mind. She may not have had any idea for learning purposes, but perhaps she could use this method to solve another problem in her life. Ocean did say confidence in speaking was like a muscle, and the way to strengthen it was knowing your limits and pushing them, right? That's what she had to do with her frequent restroop trip problem too; find her limits and push them. Sounded simple enough. Being a methodical woman as usual, Agatha spent the rest of the day figuring out a meticulous plan for tomorrow, with her main goal of getting her bladder as full as possible without having an accident (which even the thought of it sent a wave of embarrassment through her body, whether by her own, or god forbid, in public). She was going to allow herself to have her usual morning pee—with how full she usually woke up, it could be a misleading start. Her usual one cup of coffee in the morning would go up to two—no, three cups. She was also going to bring a large family-sized thermos of tea to the class tommorow to go with the cookies she was baking for the whole class. The tea would be for everyone, but she promised herself to not shy away from having a few cups as well. She would get one ladies' room trip one hour after the class started, at the break time. After the classes were over, she would drink whatever's left of the tea thermos before she got back home, and after that, she would get no more bathroom breaks until she was at her absolute limit. And the most important rule she set for herself; she would stay composed and ensure not to show any signs to anyone, no matter how bad it got. That way, it would be as realistic as possible to her everyday life. And here Agatha was, almost finished with her third cup of coffee in the morning, having packed up the cookies and the tea and now heading upstairs to get dressed. Even at her retirement, Agatha had kept her habit of dressing professionally, today opting for black dress pants and jacket, with a white shirt inside. She had put on a few extra pounds since her retirement but she wasn't at all bothered by it, even enjoying how the extra weight seemed to have gone mostly to the right places. On her way back down, she felt the first signals from her lower abdomen despite having had her morning pee only a little more than half an hour ago. She easily ignored them and walked right past the bathroom door, only making a mental note of how two extra cups of coffee had kicked up her urine production such quickly. Agatha arrived in the class and took her place, having been the first one in as usual. Punctuality was another positive trait leftover from her job as a judge. A few minutes later, Ocean and the other students joined her and Ocean began preparing for the class. But before that, he had an announcement to make. "Everyone, I'll have to leave a little earlier today, so if you guys are fine with it, I'm thinking we can skip our usual ten minute break between classes, and instead I'll dismiss the class twenty minutes earlier. So instead of the usual 1st hour, then a 10 minute break, then the second hour; it will be an hour and fourty minutes of class and then we'll be done for the day. What do you guys say?" Hearing that, Agatha couldn't help but feel a little concerned. Just judging between the time she left the house and sat down in class, her urge to urinate, while not at dangerous levels, was increasing quite rapidly and did not seem like it would slow down anytime soon. She was mentally prepared for an hour of waiting, but an hour and fourty minutes; was that even possible? Either way, remembering her promise to herself of not letting anybody know, and combined with the fact that the other two had agreed, Agatha also had no choice but to go along. That reminded her the tea and cookies she brought to the class. With the permission of Ocean, she poured a cup for everyone to drink, regretting the very large mug she chose to bring along for herself, but still determined to stick to the plan. She went back to paying attention to the board while continuously ignoring her rapidly-filling bladder. She was no stranger to keeping her focus due to the hours long trials she'd had, some of them even while with a full bladder, but with all that coffee from the morning and the large mug of tea she slowly was loading into her body, the urge to go was growing fast. About 30 minutes in Agatha noticed the first signs of her attention diverting from the class. Her bladder had enough pee in it to switch the signals from "Hey, just reminding you'll need to empty me soon" to "If you don't actively hold back, I might empty myself right now". Agatha kept ignoring the call of nature, instead only giving herself an ever so slight reposition in her seat to make the urge go away every time the urge struck. Meanwhile, everyone else was finished with their (much smaller than Agatha's) cups of tea. When another student got up to pour herself another cup and offered to top hers off too, Agatha realized she had subconsciously been drinking hers a little slower than usual. She downed the remaining tea at once and kindly accepted the offer of a refill. The sound of tea pouring into a large glass caught her distracted bladder off-guard, causing her to suddenly tense up as the contents of her bladder knocked on the exit. It was now an hour and two cups of tea in. All that tea she drank had rapidly made its way to Agatha's bladder, sped up by the diuretic effects from the coffee. Agatha was now properly desperate, her bladder now reaching maximum capacity and having to stretch itself to make room for the onslaught of liquid on the way. The "signals" were no longer signals, there was just an absolute sense of urgency coming from her swollen lower abdomen. It took pretty much all her strength and focus not to squirm around in her seat or embarrassingly hold her crotch. It was the most desperate she'd been in a long time. Though she knew she could hold on for longer if she was allowed to maybe squirm in her seat a little, and could easily last the rest of the class if she could somehow aid herself with a hand or two, she realized she was no longer in any condition to pat attention to the class anymore. Considering an hour in was the time for her only allowed bathroom break anyway, and that she knew Ocean wouldn't mind at all, she reluctantly made the decision to finally excuse herself. "Umm..." Agatha asked after a few slow and angonizing minutes to find a good moment, making an enormous effort to suppress the shaking in her voice. "May I please be excused for a minute..?" "Of course Agatha, go ahead. No need to even ask." Agatha was very grateful Ocean didn't ask for an explanation, and frankly she didn't have the time to give one either. She quickly thanked and dashed out of the classroom with quick steps. Because it was a Sunday, the corridors on their floor was completely empty, which gave her a much needed freedom to dance around a little on the way to the restrooms. Now frantic, she rushed into the empty ladies' room. Being so close to relief, her urge skyrocketed, as more and more pee made its way to the exit of her urethra, barely being kept in by the last remnants of Agatha's power. In just a matter of a few short seconds that felt much longer to her, she unbuttoned and yanked down her pants and panties, entered the stall and practically threw herself on the toilet seat before finally allowing herself to relax. Immediately, after almost two hours of holding, three cups of coffee and two mugs of tea worth of pee bursted out of her with incredible velocity, echoing all over the empty restroom as it forcefully splashed againt the toilet bowl. Agatha involuntarily let out a big sigh of relief as the immense feeling of relief jolted all over her body in waves. A little longer than thirty seconds later, the vigorous stream finally died down into a trickle, and promptly stopped, leaving an exhausted Agatha sitting on the toilet. Her body wanted to savour this moment of relief even longer, but she had to get back to class. On the way out, Agatha could not help but feel disappointed in herself; was this her absolute limit? If it was not Ocean, but someone else teaching instead, what would she do then? Someone much more strict in their students' bathroom needs? She pictured herself in that scenario. She pictured herself getting more and more desperate, with a whopping half an hour remaining to the end of the class, disgracing herself and her strict ladylike manners by squirming in her seat, distracting the teachher and the other students, even grabbing herself if it got to that point, while everyone else beginning to notice a fifty-year old former judge of the supreme court about to go potty in her pants like a little girl. It was unacceptable. She HAD to be able to hold it. She WAS going to hold it. No more excuses. Having made her mind up, she made a detour to the vending machine close by and got herself a half-liter bottle of water. She finished it as quickly as possible, before getting back to class. Kindly apologizing to Ocean for her absence, she took her seat, refilled her large mug for the second time today with tea and now with an empty bladder, gave her full attention to the remaining half hour of class. There would be no more bathroom breaks. She was determined to go home, keep the liquids flowing, and keep holding it— but this time, until she could not possibly hold it one second longer. To be continued...
  8. New comic based on the idea by Wet-Robert in the Using a Flowerpot thread https://www.omorashi.org/topic/99606-using-a-flowerpot/#comment-2169461 Freya and the fllowerpot https://www.omorashi.org/gallery/album/1608-bustin2pees-artwork/
  9. 1. We all know Faye Taylor a member of Skymouse from Wettingherpanties moved into doing solo work on her own making GoldengirlFaye than rebranding herself into Mywetworld. She has done pee videos for a long time now and is credited as a piss/Omorashi queen. I want to know what is the best video in your opinion that she has done so far? 2. In my experience of watching her videos I do love her genuine personality for pee videos. Very diverse in her roles for whenever she shoots her videos. I do sometimes wish she went back to Skymouse, however I respect her choices. a) I think from a Skymouse perspective her best video in my opinion was the Q/A one. This is when she kept the dyed blonde look. Basically answering questions from fans she talks about her pee experience and how she feels about pee itself. After a few questions she reveals her grey panties that are wet and rewets them. “Faye Answers Some of Your Questions”. Another one I love watching is Wet Blues, Faye basically waits for Skymouse to shoot the video and she cannot wait any longer. She starts leaking and has to cover up her own mess or else Skymouse finds out. Lol 😂 b) On Mywetworld I do love the “Silk Panty Wetting” I think that one she had on blue satin panties on and decided to wear another green pair over it. Then just pees right in both pairs at the same time. Although I do find Panty Thief Wetting Revenge more hilarious and sexy at the same time because she catches you in a POV style video taking her panties. Faye than pees in 3 panties lol 😂 to protect her panties I guess.
  10. View File Out and About Archive(25) makeing room on `out and about`forum archiving old clips here Submitter robster67 Submitted 04/13/2024 Category Female  
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