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  1. This was during last December and Im not sure why I havent posted about it on here yet, maybe because its humiliating.. But I hope you guys enjoy it. Every story I post is true. If I ever end up writing a work of fiction I’ll be sure to put a fiction disclaimer on it somewhere. ______________________________ After I had finished a full day of work at around 6pm I decided I didn’t want to drive home and would rather spend some time Christmas shopping while I was already out. I was still in my work clothes but it didn’t bother me in the slightest as they were overall comfortable to walk around in. It was a casual work environment so I was wearing medium wash denim skinny jeans, a beautiful purple frilly tank top, a green neck scarf (more for looks than warmth) and a black leather coat vintage from the 90’s. I was absolutely freezing but I would lie through my teeth and tell you I was warm because I loved that outfit, i felt it make me look like a sexy artist type. I worked, and lived, in the middle of absolute nowhere so it was a 45 minite drive to get to a shopping center. Naturally I decided to get a very fancy, large strawberry banana smoothie with extra whip cream to drink during the drive. It is my absolute favorite beverage so I downed it quicker than I would with a coffee or water. Not the best idea. I drove to a very chic outdoor mall. It’s one of those uber fancy places where everyone wears Prada boots and buys designer chocolates at $300 a pop for their elaborate dinner parties or whatever rich people do. I was so out of place here. In the same parking lot is the fanciest food market I’ve ever seen with a name so Italian I couldn’t dream of pronouncing it. I decided to go run in really quick and pick up some organic vanilla beans before I went shopping in the mall. “It should only take like 5 minutes” I told myself. 5 minutes turned to 10 as I looked around aimlessly for vanilla and walking noticibly slowly because my bladder was killing me. When I had stepped out of the car I noticed I had to go but I didn’t think it was that bad until I really needed to focus on something, I found myself being constantly distracted by how desperate I was. I didn’t use bathroom before I left work either. Eureka! I had found the vanilla beans at literally the back of the store, very last shelf, end of the isle. I was holding my crotch at this point trying not to make it noticeable, as I’m already sticking out like a sore thumb in this area. I picked up the jar and very quickly put it back because I realized I wouldn’t be able to stand in the checkout line and not have a little accident......okay a big accident. “I’ll just use the bathroom here” I rationally told myself. Well, it turned out the universe isn’t rational because there’s no bathroom in the store. I abandoned any idea of ‘quickly grabbing vanilla’ as I power walked out of the market. A middle aged woman gave me a sad smile as I left. “Did she know?” I thought “Does everyone know??” Oh god maybe someone saw me do a potty dance or hold my crotch in the spice isle. It was very possible someone saw how badly I needed to go. I shook my head at the thought. I jogged through the parking lot to my car and dove into the drivers seat, trying not to think about the people in the store. I threw it in drive and moved to the parking spots closer to the actual mall. At this point all I’m thinking about is how badly I have to go. How I need to get to a bathroom this instant or I’m going to explode. It’s worth mentioning that I have a rather small bladder. I parked with the other cars and contemplated my game plan. “These are fancy people I can’t just sprint in holding myself in this mall, it would be humiliating” I pull up a map of the mall on my phone and look up where the nearest restrooms are located. It’s about three turns away from the entrance and I’m debating if I can even make it there. I’m holding my crotch constantly at this point sitting in my car and looking at the gates. If I left now I would Literally have to run to make it, and what if there’s a line? “No. I can do this, I’m an adult” I said, mentally giving myself a little pep talk. I opened my car door and jogged my way up to the entrance when I felt a pang in my bladder and a sizeable leek. I immediately turned on my heels and ran back to my car to desperately make it stop. I’m breathing hard with a flushed face not even caring about who could have spotted my odd behavior. “I’m not gonna make it” I say to myself. Im 45 minutes from home, unable to make it to even the closest restroom, trapped in my car in a parking lot of an ultra fancy mall. Oh god. I start racking my brain for what to do and start weighing my options. I don’t want to pee on my seat or in public in front of so many people. “Think. Think.” I say as time is clearly running out. I look around my car. “My smoothie cup!” Thank God I hadn’t thrown it away. I look around the parking lot to see if the coast is clear. It absolutely is not. There’s people everywhere. Shit. I don’t waste any time throwing my car into reverse and moving to the less occupied section of the parking lot which isn’t saying much because this IS a mall at Christmas time. This section is also facing the main road. My options are too limited to be picky now though. I glance around to see if I’m in the clear and spot one man, about 6 parking spaces away, probably in his mid 30s talking on the phone outside of his car and for whatever reason, he’s looking my way. Or at least it seems like he is, it’s fairly dark by now so at least I have that going for me. I try to hold off and give him a chance to move along but he’s too busy talking away. “I can’t wait any longer” The spurt in my panties now grown cold against my crotch, making me shiver and almost loose control. There are a few more people relatively close to me getting in and out of their respective cars. I check to see if Mr. Chatty Cathy is still there and, yup, he is. Screw it. Without a second thought I grab my left shoe and then my right and toss them onto my passenger seat, along with my socks just to be safe. The movement puts pressure on my bulging bladder but I can’t stop now. I yank my zipper down and hook my thumbs into the waistband of my too tight skinny jeans and pull. Taking off pants in your drivers seat is way harder than I expected. I frantically pull at the denim at the odd angle I have just praying I don’t wet myself here. I get the pants completely off (but now inside out) with a sigh of relief and toss them in the back seat. “Just the panties now” I thought as I shivered. I look down at my frilly pink cotton panties, their style really fitting the situation unfortunately “They really are wet” I yanked them down over my knees and threw them behind me somewhere with my jeans. I hiked up my shirt to get it out of the way and tucked it into my bra. I didn’t even think about the man as I got into a squatting position and placed the cup underneath me. From this angle you could easily see everything if you were close enough. But I literally had no other options. I let out an experimental burst and the damn just broke. I tilted my head back and let an audible sigh escape me as I completely let go. Rapidly filling the container I had to work with and making an incredibly loud tinkling noise. I all but moaned. I was holding it and fighting it for so long and it felt so good to just give in to it. My muscles relaxed and my body quivered. My bladder was just about empty now and I had almost filled the cup to the rim. I let the final drips slowly stop themselves and very carefully handled the cup. My face was bright red from an obvious blush but all I could feel was relief. “Much better” I sighed. Slowly but surely though, the humiliation set in. How could I have not been able to hold it on my own? I’m an adult and I’m out here making a laughing stock of myself. I sat there in my car, freezing and half naked. You wouldn’t believe how embarrassed and vulnerable you feel when you’re alone, miles from your home, car surrounded by strangers, and essentially naked. I shamefully looked over at the guy and he was still talking on the phone but with a big grin on his face and no longer looking my direction. I have no way of knowing if that grin is from me. I pulled my shirt down, trying not to flash my tits to the road or the man, and fished in the backseat for my panties. I slid them on and quickly remembered they were still wet and ice cold from my spurt earlier. I hung my head in shame as I worked my way into my jeans, realizing they were inside out, fixing them, and sliding them back on, spending way too much time without clothes for my personal tastes. I slid my shoes back on and stepped out of my car to dispose of the cup in the safest way possible, desperately avoiding eye contact with cellphone guy. I didn’t get my Christmas Shopping finished, and I had a long time to think about what I had done on the way home.
  2. It was a dreary Tuesday, it was around the late fall afternoon. Ella had been at work for almost 11 hours when she finally was able to go home. Her job as a front desk attendant for a local car dealership was a very long and uneventful job. But it paid the bills. She had plans that evening with a long time friend, Alyx. They were going to get dinner and drinks at the local Italian restaurant. Ella was wearing a pair of nice khaki pants and a very dressy shirt along with high heels. Her job required her to be very professional which meant very little time away from the front desk or the phones. Which also meant very little time for bathroom breaks during the day so she had to watch what she drank. Well today, she didn't really pay that any mind. She left work around 7pm and had to meet Alyx at 730. It was a 20 minute drive so she didn't have the time to stop anywhere. She hadn't noticed any urges or any out of the ordinary feelings until she got about half way to her car. She realized that she had to pee. And pretty bad too. But she decided to press on until she got to dinner. She got to her car and began to leave work when she got a cold chill. Not the kind from sickness but the kind telling her that she HAD to pee and it was an emergency. "This isn't good. This isn't good at all" she thought to herself. She sat with her legs pressed together and was constantly jiggling the left leg. "I'm a big girl. this is nothing...if I can handle a pregnancy and not wet myself once then this outta be cake." she whispered. She was about 5 minutes away when Alyx called her and told her that she'd have to reschedule and that she had an emergency come up. Ella was a little disappointed but was secretly happy given her predicament. She turned around and headed for home. Her apartment was about 10 minutes away and she was fairly certain she'd make it home without incident. Ella arrived to her apartment complex to see an ambulance sitting in her apartment. "...okay...guess I'll just have to park further away no biggie...." she thought as her bladder screamed for relief. She finally found a parking spot! But the downside was it was almost twice as far away as usual. She quickly got out of her car and locked the door behind her all while trying to do the most nonchalant pee dance. She didn't want anyone to know her situation and was super embarrassed that someone might see her. She walked as quickly as her heels and screaming bladder would let her without leaking any. She lived on second floor and usually took the stairs. She was starting to feel the immense pressure more and more with every step. The steps would be the hardest part of her challenge. But she took each step one at time. At this point, she was bent over at the waist. She had undone her belt and had a hand on her thigh. it was there to try and stop any pee that might try to escape. She was shaking from the desperation and she was begging herself to be strong enough to make it up just a few more stairs so she could relive herself. She made to her door after what seemed like an eternal walk from her car. She fumbled with her keys for a few seconds before opening the door. Her bathroom was at the backside of her apartment. She doubted she could contain herself that long. She made a split second decision. She ran into the kitchen, pulled her pants down as far as she could, and hopped up into the sink and unleashed the most relieving pee of her entire life. She sighed very loudly. She was so proud of herself for making home. She didn't make it to the toilet, but at least she didn't ruin her pants. And as far as he knew, no witnesses, not even her husband. I really enjoy writing these from time to time. I hope everyone else will at least somewhat enjoy it. If you ave any suggestions for more for future stories, I'd always love to hear them so either PM me or leave them below! Thanks!! -Sammi
  3. I ran into this video of a girl peeing in a bottle using a funnel in a car. I thought it was rather impressive. I'd never be able to pull this off without peeing all over the seat. I tried to upload this using Firefox and it didn't work. Now using Vivaldi browser and it does. Not sure what's the problem... Enjoy! Chick loopt in de auto op haar gemakje leeg dankzij plastuit.mp4
  4. Hi everybody! Its me, your friendly neighborhood KozmoFox! Now I'm sure a lot of you probably forgot that this was coming, given its been months and months and months since I held the actual lotto portion of Lotto 5, but I'm a busy lady okay? So much has changed in my life in the last year that actually taking the time of day to do something like this has become a rare pleasure, given that I now have my own apartment, I'm a student, a moderator here, a working journalist now even with her own bills to pay. Hell, I hardly have time to write. But here I am, writing away! Given its been so bloody long, let me run a refresher course for all the new faces I've seen around here in recent times. KozmoLotto is an event I hold for the website wherein I have people roll a dice roller, and whomever has the number closest to mine at the end of like 2 weeks gets to give me a reasonable scenario (Reasonable as in I'm not going to do over the top or super humiliating things) and I will put myself through it and I'll write about it. The scenario I'm writing for example, was from a user named @ews21, who requested I drive around while desperate in the car until I can no longer hold it. He expanded upon it in a pm! There was two winners this time, the other being @Imouto Bouquet (I'll get to yours soon <3) " for my challenge, you can wear whatever you want, preferably something like a skirt and tights, but again its your choice. This challenge is more of a practice thing where you try different techniques to determine what the best one is for peeing in a car as a female. Obvious you would have to try to use a bottle, a cup and a towel when you have to pee. You can also use anything else you would commonly find in your car, for instance a plastic bag or a pad. And of course finish with peeing yourself. You don't have to drive as that would be dangerous, but you do have to do all of these in the confines of the car ie you can't take your clothes off outside the car. Use as much protection as you need to keep your car clean and do this wherever you feel comfortable. " So let us get on with the show. If any of you have read my previous stuff, which I'll probably link at the bottom, you already have a decent idea of how I look. I'm not big. At all. For your general image peg me at somewhere in 100 pounds, 5'5. Skinnysmol, tatted up scenegoth chick. Got ink on my chest, collarbone, back, arms, some on my legs. This is one of the reasons that unlike some of my braver friends, any pictures I ever post, which will be probably never, will have to be taken very carefully because I definitely don't want to be recognized. Makes sense, right? Currently I have long blackish/brown hair that I occasionally touch up with some red hair dye to keep its shade. As for clothing, I went a little extra. If you know me, you know that I have a lot of wigs and I like to even wear them for recreational use sometimes, as I am a woman of many looks. On this specific day, I wore a long red haired wig, a jean miniskirt, a matching set of white bra and panties, a white tanktop, black leather jacket, and black and red striped thigh highs. Top it all off with a black beanie and I was ready to go! I borrowed my friends car for this, as I often do. I don't have my own but he doesn't care what I use it for as long as I return it and he doesn't need it during that specific timeframe. I got to his house with a backpack full of towels and spare clothes (obviously didn't show him what was inside) and already desperate as fuck to pee. I tried to keep my knee-knocking to a minimum in his presence and took off as soon as I could for very obvious and soon to be leaky reasons. I didn't want to have to fill up while in the car and have it for longer so for a few hours beforehand I had been ingesting a firehoses amount of water, and then had to hold it the entire bus ride that took well over an hour and a transfer or two, which was absolutely grueling and I'm bad at timing my holding things so I'm surprised I made it even that far without a dribble. It was a matter of optimizing the time of the challenge, however. So worth? So I take the car and I drive off, just kind of planning a route and getting used to the fact that I'm driving so I can't really jiggle my legs or cross them or anything like that. I stop when I pull around the corner and set up a trash bag and some towels on top of it, knowing full well the shenanigans that are to come. Once I'm all set up I pull my water bottle and several other things out from my backpack, stuff that was kinda specified in the message. like more plastic bags, an empty water bottle, stuff like that. I drove around for maybe another 20 minutes, a sweat building on my brow from what was honestly a mostly constant bounce. I'm sure a lot of people know by now, that I am a very animated holder. Even when I'm trying not to be seen, I have subtle techniques. Subtle ways to alleviate pressures and shit. When I don't care or nobody's watching, I'm full on jumping, stuffing my hands between my legs, criss crossing, everything. NONE of this could be done in a car. My hands and legs had to be in certain places doing certain things at all times. This was faaaar from my comfort zone, and I can't even begin to describe just how much harder this made holding it all in. I felt like I was going to flood my skirt and pee all over the seat at literally any second. I felt that way for 20 minutes. Every, single, second. That perpetual feeling of being on the absolute verge was agony, and after 20 minutes I hit a red light and my inner teeter totter of control started to dip to the other side. I had a brief moment to focus on myself and not on the road, I drove my free hand down my skirt and held on for dear life. Somehow, perhaps the sudden mental shift bringing the feeling to the forefront of my mind, made it worse. My hand suddenly grew wet as I spurted against my palm. Being the quick thinker I am, I remembered the very challenge I was doing. I removed my hand, grabbed the bottle, and pulled my underwear aside. It was not pretty. I peed on my hand, got some on my legs, the seat, my socks, maybe even one of the pedals. But the vast majority of it went right into the bottle, and I didn't cut it off until it was full. I felt SO much fucking better. And then the light turned green. I still had a substantial amount in me, and I needed to fill up more, so I grabbed my OTHER bottle with actual water, and began to drink as I drove off. At some point I poured the bottle of my mostly clear urine out the window. I got back to my city, and coasted around for a bit. Got some food with an extra large drink and chilled out in the parking lot. I was damp, a little bit of everything was, but the damage wasn't too bad. It was like the amount of liquid when like, someone makes you laugh when you're drinking and you either spit it or it sprays out your nose. It isn't a lot, it just covers a lot of area. Enjoying a meal while really needing to pee is an odd thing. Makes enjoying the food a little more difficult, but it can help the hold given when you eat you gotta wash it down, and of that I had plenty. See, this next incident happens roughly 40 minutes after the first one. My kidneys were ramped up to max velocity so my bladder had more than replaced what liquids I had lost, and it was more tired as a result of incident one. It got to the point where I was leaking tiny droplets again and softly mewling into my food from the pangs of desperation and then I was like, yeah, lets see what else is on this list before I piss all over the car while swallowing A&W. I chugged down the rest of my pop as soon as I could, and I was already starting to wet myself, a slight pool forming around my neither region on the towel I was sitting on, before I once more pulled my underwear to the side and let loose into this big cup. I didn't miss at all this time, with the margin for error being very small, but I only actually got to fill this up about 1/4 of the way before putting it aside in a hurry, as this was in a parking lot and there was people coming by. I got myself back in order, still desperate as FUCK for a pee, and drove a loop through the drive through, tossing the peed in cup into the trash as I pulled around. I really had to pee. No, seriously, I REALLY had to pee. I did not get enough out on that time to feel even remotely better. It was more frustrating than anything, and I could feel the underside of my skirt was wet and chafing against my thigh. I was sweating and groaning like a maniac, and I still had more things to do. Luckily I wouldn't even last another 10 minutes until my next incident. The next incident, is where the towel in the message would come into play, and I had brought yet another one for this specific purpose. I was driving down some roads, really needing to pee, on the absolute verge of completely wetting myself like a child in her car seat at any given moment. I needed to find a place to park, like some behind building parking lot in which I could just pee into this towel. Unfortunately, my body was just not having it at this point, not one bit. I was still driving down the street when I felt my entire torso contort, the pressure on my bladder condensing and twisting onto itself, signalling it was about to let go whether I wanted it to or not. Hands on the wheel, foot on the pedal, mouth saying 'No, please no, not yet' while I felt the floodgates ram open and my piss starting to pool beneath me. I pulled to the side of the road, threw the spare towel on the floor of the car, and slid down the seat, once more pulling my underwear aside. For a solid five seconds, I peed full force onto that towel. Not sure if you've ever peed with all of your force and might, pushing it with all your strength for 5 seconds, but you can get a lot out in that amount of time and the towel was overly saturated in no time at all. I panicked, realizing that I had just started wetting myself and pulled over while doing so, to the sidewalk, on a busy street. An inspection of my seat revealed a Kozmo-butt print on the two towels I was sitting on, which was soaked. My skirt? The ass of it was practically destroyed. Where most of it was blue, a solid third of the denim, being on my behind, was almost black from how saturated with pee it was. I sat back down onto the towels and felt them squish. I was on high alert fight or flight mode at this point, because again, busy street, people walking up and down the sidewalk. I knew I'd gotten away with it, but anyone to walk by at that current moment could glance in and become very confused, like what is that girl doing with all those damn towels? The fuck she spill? And so I gunned it away as fast as I could. I pulled through a Tim Hortons, and grabbed an extra large coffee. There was still one step left. I hopped on the highway towards home. Having peed on or in every object I intended to pee on or in, and with my clothing already badly damaged, the last thing I had to do was wet myself in this very car. Of course, I could have just let go. But who have I ever been to take the easy way out? I wanted to see if I could make it home first, or at least how close I could. I have no doubts that on a normal day on a normal hold, with this amount of liquid, I would have made it fine. My bladder is normally steely enough and capable enough to withstand such a toll. But now was different. I was on my last legs. After the constant near bursts my bladder had suffered, it was like a boxer in the final round after having gone the distance. My muscles just didn't want to do it anymore. The coffee made its presence known, and before I knew it I was at bursting capacity again. I shifted from side to side, jiggling my non-pedal leg, I did my absolute best not to think about it. But I was driving on a highway, and aside from taking one hand off the wheel to stuff it and my skirt into my crotch, there was fuck all I could do about it. My bladder gave up its hold, despite my constant moans and groans and squeaks of protest. I lost complete control, and grandly peed my skirt right there in that seat. And I was only halfway home, driving on a highway. Tears plucked at my eyes from desperation and frustration, constantly saying "No no no, I'm almost there please fucking no" as I felt the first drops moisten my already damp panties. I wanted to bad to throw one leg over the other. Add my other hand. Jump around. Do ANYTHING at all, but I couldn't. I literally could not. I'm not used to losing control and not being able to fight it. I'm not used to wetting myself so HELPLESSLY. I can't tell you what it looked like. I didn't take my eyes off the road. Not once. But I can tell you how it felt. I can tell you how my muscles dropped, how I felt the warm, wet urine pour out of me, increasing in pressure with every passing second. I can tell you how I felt it pool under my ass, filling my skirt like a swimming pool. How it pooled around my backside, saturating my panties, and warming my entire lower body. How it rushed forward, my leg still bouncing, my lips still begging for it to just not, as it soaked my thighs, my thigh high socks, being absorbed by them, the towel underneath me. How eventually my panties, skirt, socks, and towel were no longer enough, and it began to rush over the front of the seat, onto the floor. How I felt it pour down like a waterfall, spattering against the back of my knees and calves. I can tell you how warm I felt, like it was the hottest summer day. I can tell you how it sounded. I can tell you how I heard my own groans in my throat. The involuntary mewls. The self-begging I do to myself every single time I wet. The begging to please no, not yet. Please don't pee. Please don't wet yourself, not here, not like this, you can do it, you can make it, please stop. I can tell you how it sounded, the psssshhhhhhh...SSSSSHHHHHH as I went from spurting to full on spraying into my underwear. The sloppy and wet sound of fabric being attacked by a torrent of which it was not made nor ready for. I can tell you the sound of it hitting the back of my legs. Of it pouring onto the floor. The splashing. The trickling. The moans of relief, and the silence that followed. I can tell you the sound of my breaths, as I had worn myself out as I always do and needed oxygen, the in, the out, how deep they were, until I had finally restored my composure and state of being, now feeling better than ever, and also now like jelly in the limbs. I did eventually get home. The damage was just as bad as you think it was, the back of my entire lower body was soaked. The towels felt like they'd been thrown in a lake, but the seats were fine given the layers of garbage bags under the towels. Some had run into my shoes, some had even gotten onto my shirt. This was a full blown accident with no decency to be left over. But god was that an experience, and one I'll never forget. I cleaned up the car just fine, as the only actual damage was to the mat underneath my feet, which I washed just fine. When my friend picked his car up he was none the wiser. Overall, it ended up being a very interesting day! I put my pajamas on and watched Rick & Morty, as well as played some Bloodborne for the rest of the night. Laundry, could wait until tomorrow. ------- And that everyone, was KozmoLotto V! Well, the first part anyway. Hopefully I can get to the second part somewhat soon. For those of you who are new to my experiences and writings, I hope you enjoyed this! I don't do this for anyone but this website I adore and love so much! Its good to be back at it. 😄 Thank you all for coming, and reading, and enjoying. I love you all so much, and I love all the love and support you give to me and content like this. I hope its all what you were hoping for and more, because I pride myself on the quality of my experiences and the skill I put into writing them out.~ So please enjoy!!! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ If you ARE in fact new, and want to read MORE, allow me to self-promote and link my other stuff. Because obviously this is the 5th lotto, meaning there's 4 more, as well as my other shenanigans: Wet myself looking for a bathroom at a club! Wet myself while gaming (And nearly got caught!) Peed my Pants While Doing Photography (And possibly trespassing) Two Wettings the Night Before Christmas. Wet myself outside of the bathroom Peed my Pants in a Haunted Maze! Pissed myself while drunk at a friend's apartment! Wet myself at the University Peed my pants while tech supporting a friend! And the lottos! And last but not least, my 4th lotto and not to humble brag, the highest rated post in the history of omorashi.org:
  5. I will upload this video if someone can show me an easy way to download videos from MyDirtyHobby. Miss Mia deactivated her account so this video can no longer be purchased anywhere. It's a shame because it is an excellent one. She pees naked for over a minute and a half right on to the seat and it gets absolutely destroyed.
  6. thomascromwell2

    female DLEE-163

    Anyone have the full movie of this? DLEE-163 My sister pissed at Car https://www.jade-net-home.com/products/107819?m= Thank you!
  7. girl talks about why she peed herself in the car, wetness shown at 4.15 I have my doubts if she really peed herself in such an expensive car with white leather seats. At least she asserted it and there is some wetness around her butt (I really hate such loose clothing).
  8. Hello, I am new here and this is my first story. These are all fake names for the characters: Me:Jake Crush: Alina One weekend, my dad asked me to go skiing with a girl. Wasn't exactly thrilled, because my dad has a lot of friends at work, and goes skiing with their children alot. (Especially Girls) Dad: Do you know her? She goes to the same school. Me: Huh? Oh! I know her! Alina: Oh! Hi Jake! Dad: Well then, good! That is nice that you know each other! We got in to my dad's car. We sat in the back, it was very large and roomy. Also, she was wearing short skirt, (and I think I caught a glimpse of red panties in there :3) a T-shirt, and a tiny jacket that girls wear. Dad: Yeah, the cars are really coming in today, it says it's gonna take more than 5 hours. Alina: Oh my gosh! That long? Then, I remember I brought a 3DS and my laptop. I set my laptop on the in-car table thing and take out my 3DS. Me: Uhh, do you like MineCraft or New Super Mario? I regretted asking that question, Why would a girl like her, play video games? Especially these ones! Alina: Ooh! I loooove MineCraft! We then spent the next 3 hours playing, laughing, chatting. Then, we stopped at a Mall. Mom: This one is much bigger than the one at home! Dad: Would you guys like to come or stay in the car? Me: We'll stay here dad. Mom: Okay then, call us if you need something! We spent about 40 minutes in there playing video games and chatting, and then she took out her phone. Me: What's wrong? Alina: Oh, I just have to go to the bath room. Me: Call dad, he has the keys, we can't get out from inside. His number is 813-67... Alina: Oh shoot! my phone is dead! Do you have a phone? Me: No. How long can you hold it? They should be here anytime soon! Alina: I think I can hold it... Me: I have a jar if..... I stop the sentence right there. What was I thinking? That she would pee in a jar? We were silent for the rest of the time, after about 20 minutes, she started squirming. I wanted to say something but she talked first. Alina: Okay, now I really have to go... She was crossing her legs over and over, fanned her legs, and bit her lip. Alina: (In a panicked voice) Jake, please don't look. I then realized that I was staring at her squirming legs and the red panties that showed every time she crossed her legs I pretended to look in to my 3DS, but then looked in to the back mirror that oh so perfectly reflected Alina. I caught a sight of her hands lift her skirt and hold it with her elbow, and then taking her hand and putting it in her panties. I was now sure that her panties were red. She kept pressing at her privates, rubbing, squeezing. Then she stopped with her hands still in the red panties and her eyes flickered, she closed her eyes, but didn't pee or go to sleep. She just closed her eyes and took deep breaths, fast ones too. After about 10 minutes, she moaned. I was furious at my parents for taking so long. Alina: Jake, the jar... please, fast!! I took the jar, still looking in to the back mirror-which looked like I was looking away- handed her the jar. Alina: Umm... Pause Alina: Could you do it for me Jake? I had no idea what she was saying, but i grabbed the jar, lowered her panties-which revealed her hands still pressing her privates- and slid the jar in the place i thought was her pee hole, but Alina took the jar and adjusted it. A trickle came out and then she suddenly stopped. barely filling the bottom. Alina: I can't do this, what if they find the jar? I was gonna say that we can hide it, but I know better than arguing with a girl with a full bladder. I put the jar away, but not far, where I could still reach if she wants it later on. Alina: Could you..... (Blush) Could you please squeeze my crotch? My hands are tired.... She was blushing HARD now. Her face was like a tomato. Alina: Okay..... On three, I didn't know what she was going for, but I put my hands on her thigh. Close to her privates. Alina: 1, 2, 3, NOW! I slid my hands fast to the place that she put the jar into, while her hands moved away. I sqeezed at her privates, while she slowly laid down, and put her head on my lap. Alina: Hope you don't mind.... I looked away, not saying a word, but inside, I was having the best time of my life!! After about 10 minutes, She had her eyes closed now, my arms starting to get tired, I loosed my grip on her precious parts that I was gratefully allowed to touch. She flinched, and a trickle of pee wet my hands. Alina: Oh my! So sorry Jake! ...... UHhh! JAR NOW!!! JAKE!!! I literally got a heart attack, but I grabbed at the jar, she now had her skirt and panties off, which were on the car floor, she looked more beautiful than she ever was. Sobbing, grabbing at her privates. Bottoms Off. I slid the jar into the place that she did last time, and literally the same second I put the jar, pee spurted out, and I pressed the jar up her privates harder as i noticed that she wasn't peeing in a straight line. It was spraying. Would've been fine if a toilet, but a jar, not so much. After about legit 2 minutes, she stopped peeing. I took the jar from under her, and left her crying. Still half naked :3 After 10 minutes of her sobbing, and me staring, she raised her head, looked around her, and saw me shaking a jar filled with pee teasingly. She gave me nudge, and looked down, noticed she was naked and grabbed at her privates. It seemed like her mentality went crazy cause of the pee or something. She moved her hands for a moment while she was picking up the skirt and panties, gave me a wink. She stood up, and put her panties on real slow, then her skirt. She was obviously teasing me with her amazing looking body. She sat back down, gave me a kiss on the cheek wispering, "Thanks" That's when my and Alina's parents came. Mom: Sorry we're late! Dad: The lines were really long. We spent half the time waiting in line. Mom: Had fun? Me and Alina look at each other. We laughed.
  9. Yesterday morning I got an oil change in my Jeep and after that I was working, cleaning and remodeling a rental house. It was a beautiful day out and I decided it was a good day to take scrap metal to the scrapyard. I loaded the trailer full of stuff to take to the scrapyard, which was tiring work so I gulped down a bottle of water and cracked open a cold Dr. Pepper as I headed home to get my wallet to return the metal. (I forgot the wallet with my licence at home..) By the time I got home it was 2:30 and the scrap yard closed at three. I sprinted inside and searched for my wallet. It took me like five minutes to find my wallet and was going to go pee, but I wanted to get to the scrap yard before they closed so I figured I could hold it until later... I jumped back into my car and took off down the road. I was following this slow old rusty truck spewing gross exhaust fumes. Call Me Maybe came on the radio so naturally I turned it up and started singing like a fool B). Because of my loud music, and the fumes of the car in front of me, I had no idea my oil plug had fallen out from the oil change earlier and my car no longer had any oil, and my car came to a screeching halt.. quite literally. Smoke was coming out from under my car from the burnt oil. I called a tow truck and they said they were really busy and it would be 45 minutes to an hour... I took a sip of my Dr. Pepper and then it hit me how badly I needed to pee... about 5 minutes went by and I was squirming all over the place. I had my hand between my legs and was in pain from holding it. A few minutes after that a small spurt leaked out and I tried to hold back the rest. I failed. I completely flooded my pants and the car seat. I had my hand down my pants trying to hold it as the pee sprayed though my fingers. After I finished I grabbed a shirt from the back of the car to soak up as much as I could, but there was still a puddle in the seat. The tow truck finally about 45 minutes later and I had to ride in the tow truck to the mechanic . The tow truck driver didn't say anything but I'm sure he noticed. Oh and the oil change place was very nice about it and said everyone makes mistakes, they were very apologetic and bought the car off of me at a price they we both agreed was fair. I was amazed how well they handed it!
  10. Though this story does not involve me personally, this is one of the funniest wetting stories I have ever heard! It involves my dad and three coworkers who were driving across Pennsylvania on a business trip, about a 6 hour drive. My dad, sitting in the front seat, observed all the events that unfolded. The salesman who had agreed to drive was allegedly very uptight and was not keen on stopping more than once the whole trip. The two sales people in the back seat, one guy and one woman, were pretty upbeat, the guy especially was apparently very gregarious and witty. After taking off and imbibing a formiddable amount of coffee, the driver finally agreed to stop about halfway through the trip to hit the bathroom but vowed that they would not stop again until they reached their destination. About two hours later, with about an hour left in the trip, the salesman in the back claimed that the coffee was wracking his bladder but was dismissed by the driver. The saleslady in the back and my dad rallied with the salesman who was in dire straits at this point, beseeching the driver to stop, to no avail. 30 minutes later, the salesman, very frustrated and desperate at this point began raising his voice asking the driver to stop. The driver, equally frustrated ignorantly told him to:"tie it in a knot!" In an ultimate act of defiance the salesman, according to the woman in the back seat, straightened his tie, closed his eyes and let his bladder go, releasing torrents of pee in the back seat of the car! Once the flood became audible my dad whipped his head around and couldn't believe his eyes. Both him and the female coworker were hysterically laughing, disgusted and amused. The driver, pissed in a different sense was finally forced to stop the car so that the salesman could change and they could try and clean the huge pee spot on the seat. The salesman claimed he deliberately wet himself but one can't deny that he may have had a genuine accident. The truth is in the bladder of the beholder I suppose :) Cheers!
  11. FateAndFire404

    In the car...

    So tonight, I planned to hang out with a friend of mine (let's call him Hiroshi for privacy's sake), and my goal was to have a nice wetting after dropping him home. So I picked him up around 5, and we went out to a few stores. I had used the toilet before I left my home, but had drank a hot cocoa also. I didn't really have to pee at all until we got back to my house around 6. So, we hung out in my room, gaming, and I filled up on some kool aid while we did so. By the time 9 hit, I began to really feel the urge to go. I sat cross-legged so I could press my heel into my privates, and when Hiroshi would look away, I would give myself a squeeze. So we went on like this until about 10, when he needed to go home. At this point, I was seriously considering just going, because I was really desperate. But, my courage got the best of me, and I said "Alright, come on." and we went out to my car. This is where my lack of judgement occurred, and why I am now kicking myself. So he lives about fifteen/twenty minutes from me, and the second I stepped into the cold air, I shivered and tried to cross my legs without looking like I needed to go. "Cold?" He said. And I told him yes. In the car, I drove, and he played on his phone while telling me some story about school. I was trying soooooo hard at this point to not show my desperation, but the seatbelt was pushing into my bladder, and I couldn't even cross my legs, for I was driving. Getting very worried, I slowly moved my hand up my thigh, close to where I was absolutely dying to hold...Here was the debate in my head: "Kait. If you hold yourself, he may see. If you don't...He might see a hell of a lot more." So, regretfully, I quietly began to hold the pee in. My bladder was creating waves of pressure and I knew I was very close to losing it. At a stoplight, Hiroshi looked up to tell me something, and saw my hand. "Uhh...You okay?" So I obviously had no choice but to say "I really need to pee. I should have went before we left." He looked sort of weirded out, and asked why I didn't go before if I had to go so bad. So, alas, I said "It came on kind of...suddenly." A lie, of course. Anyway, at this point, he already knew, so I made no attempt to hide the fact that I was about to piss my panties. I wasn't doing the best job driving, because I literally was about to release the flood behind my walls. "Ughhhh." I moaned at the next stoplight. "Just ten more minutes. You can come in my house and go" Hiroshi offered. "If I make it that long" I whispered so he wouldn't hear. I made it to his house. Barely. But I did. I declined his offer to use his restroom, because I really wanted to wet myself, and now I had no excuse, with the toilet so close. "Are you...sure?" He glanced at both my hands, shoved in my crotch. "I'm sure. I'll make it home." So I began driving home, my hand pressed tightly in between my legs. I made it home, ohhhh, yes I did. I leaked, a lot, but made it home. Seeing that no one was home, I got out of my car, knelt beside it, and just let go. I felt the warm pee soak through my damp panties, my jeans, into my shoes. I peed and peed and peed. It was fantastic. The relief was wonderful. Anddddd, I didn't have an accident in front of Hiroshi :)
  12. Some of you may have read my story ‘desperatly driving home from work’, which happened three weeks ago. Today I’m gonna tell you what happened the next day (February 2). Sorry it took me so long to write it, but I’ve been extremely busy the last few weeks. Hope you enjoy :) So my day was very similar to the day before: I work for two hours, have some spare time and then work another two hours. Since I had almost full-on wet myself in my car (if it wasn’t for my pull-up) the day before, I had kinda learned my lesson and I decided to drink less water. I left for work, but this time I didn’t wear a pull-up, because I felt more confident about drinking less water. Nothing special happened until I was in my last hour of work again. When I arrived at my last patient’s house and we sat down at the table, I saw they had already put a 0,5 litre bottle of water and a big glass on the table for me. At first I was hesitant to drink it, considering the events which happened the day before. After 15 minutes, I decided to drink some water anyway, because I was actually really thirsty. I hadn’t been drinking anything since my lunch break, which was 5 hours before. Some water was welcome. It was my last hour of work and I didn’t feel the need to pee. If the need would come, I would still make it home dry … I thought. So In the last 45 minutes I downed the bottle of water completly. The moment I stood up to pack my things and say goodbye to my patient, my bladder started to work. When I sat down in my car, a huge wave of desperation hit me. So typical. I immediatly felt like I was at 8/10 and had to jam my hand between my legs. I started my car and heared a familiar sound *beep beep beep*. The sound brought me back to earth. The beeping was telling me I had almost ran out of gas and had to find a gas station. I was already driving around for quite a while with my almost empty gastank. Normally I go to a gas station near my house, but I had forgotten to do that before going to work. With a 30 minute drive ahead of me, I probably wouldn’t make it home if I didn’t put any gas in my car. Great, this is not what I had imagined. I didn’t want to put gas in my car. I wanted to drive home as fast as a could to be able to pee. Anyway, I had no other choice. While being desperate in the car again, I started looking for a place to buy gas. Although I don’t recall being as desperate as I was the day before, I still had a really hard time holding it. I was squirming almost constantly and pushing my hand between my legs every now and then. After 20 minutes I finally saw a gas station and pulled over. The moment I stepped out of the car, gravity started working and pushed hard on my bladder. I immediatly felt even more desperate than I was when I was driving around. I started walking around my car nervously. I had to pee so bad. I felt like the moment I would stop moving and relax my muscles, I would completly soak my grey jeans. It was the first time I stopped for gas in this kind of gas station, so I didn’t really know how it worked and I needed some time figuring out which steps I had to take. While I was doing so, I was kinda pee dancing to prevent myself from wetting. I was lifting my legs and pushing my crotch a little bit while bending forward. I grunted. ‘Just put a little gas in the car’, I said to myself. ‘Just enough to make it home’. There was just no time to waste. I was on the verge of wetting myself. I took the handle and started putting gas in my car as fast as I could. I tried to keep my figure and stand still. The moment gas started pumping through the tubes, my bladder gave in. A huge spurt dampened my panties. And another. And another. I looked down in horror, and immediatly saw some strains spreading on my inner thighs. They went from my crotch to halfway my thighs. This is it, I thought. I’ll have to come home and admit to my parents I have wet myself like a 5-year old. My mind had already given up the fight, but apparantly my body hadn’t. To my own surprise, I somehow managed to regain controle after those three spurts. I jumped back in my car and started rubbing my thighs, hoping the wetness would magically disappear. Which of course didn’t happen. I also put my airco on and started blasting hot air to make the stains go away. That’s how I proceeded my drive home. I didn’t leak or spurt in my panties anymore, even though my bladder was still really really full. Like the day before, I immediatly dashed into the bathroom the second I got home, doing another pee dance in front of the toilet. The relief was huge! After that I sprinted to my room and put on my pyjama’s, before having dinner. My parents never noticed what had happend. Nailed it!
  13. Plug Cryostat

    Female Dollar drink diasaster

    This is a story from a few years ago. Me and my girlfriend at the time, we'll call her Danica we're driving home from visiting her grand parents. Danica was a tall beautiful girl with long brown hair, a medium build, and rather large breasts. her grandparents lived about an hour and a half away. We left her grandparents'' house during the after noon. I was driving, and it was just me and her in the car. We were both a little hungry since we hadn't eaten for a while at her grandparents'' house, so I decided to stop at a McDonald's on our way home. When we got there it wasn't very busy. We each ordered fries and a large drink, since they had their dollar drink promotion. I got water and she got a large coke. We just sat down, and soon after, she finished her coke. " Damn!" I said astonished. "What kind of hurry are you in?" She laughed. "It's free refills silly, I wanna get the best deal possible." Before I had even touched my food she went to the dispenser and got another drink. While at the restaurant we made small talk with each other, Danica drinking seemingly after every word. After a few minutes we finished and went to through our garbage away. Danica got a second refill. Knowing it as a long trip, I decided to use hit the bathroom, she didn't and said she'd ait for me in the car. When I left the bathroom and went to the car, I saw her soda was empty. I though bout telling her to use the bathroom but then I realised that might sound condescending and I didn't ant to offend her. We left and were on our way. While driving, we again made small talk and joked around to pass the time. I was thinking to myself about how much soda she'd drank. She'd surely, at the very least feel a little desperate and I was pretty excited. Well my wish had come true because a short while later she had to go. "Hey, would you mind getting off the next exit, I gotta pee?!" I was very aroused at hearing her say this, but I played it cool as not to attract suspicion. "What'd you expect drinking all that pop, I'm surprise you didn't explode." "Haha, real funny" "Yeah, ill find a bathroom." I drove, looking for exits, I didn't find any, but after a few minutes, we hit major traffic. There had been an accident, and some of the lanes were closed. "Oh fuck!" Danica exclaimed. I was getting super aroused by now, thinking of how much liquid must be in her bladder. I again, tried not to make my infatuation obvious "Keep your mind off it." I said trying to encourage her. At first, it wasn't so bad. We talked, and she didn't display too many signs. Traffic was very slow moving, but overall we were moving forward. After fifteen minutes her desperation worsened. She stopped talking, using all focus to stop her from peeing. She began showing signs of crotch grabbing and leg shaking. She appeared to have a worried expression on her face. I was vey horny, yet at the same time felt very sorry for her discomfort. The traffic showed no sign of picking up. I tried comforting by rubbing her back. " You can do it." I said, being the most motivational thing I could think of in this situation. She gave me an awkward smile. Danica held on like this until a little while later. Her desperation went to critical levels. She was grabbing her crotch with all her might, shaking her leg violently, and had a look of pain on her face. I could see her flat stomach had a rather large bulge that was her bladder. "Are you ok?" I ask. "I'm gonna fucken pee!" She screams practically crying." "I'm sorry, but I have to od this." She undid her belt and her button on her shorts. "Oh no worry, whatever makes you comfortable" I tried not to sound like a kid on Christmas. I realized I should find something to protect the seats in case she does pee. At this point I was looking through my car until I found it, a plastic bag. I gave it to Danica. "Here put this on the seat, just in case." She gave me a dirty look but agreed. A short while later Traffic finally seemed to pick up, and we were finally moving at a good speed. Danica had also reached her limit. "Oh god, I'm gonna pee any second, I already leaked." I realised there was no way she'd make it to a rest stop. "Well," I said nonchalantly. "You won't make it, there's no bathroom for miles, you might as well save yourself the pain and just pee." Danica looked at me hesitantly, and realised I was right, she let loose. First it was coming out little by little, then she completely lost control, and unleashed a torrent. I nearly jizzed at the sight of this. When she was done she let a sigh of relief, which was quickly overcome by a look of embarrassment. "Hey, don't be ashamed I assured her, everyone has accidents, and it'll come out of the car." She smiled. "I guess, I'll tell you one thing though, I'll never drink that much soda again!" We chuckled. We talked the rest of the way home. About 20 minutes from her place she said she needed to pee again, I said i'd pull over but she said she didn't want to go to a rest stop ad have people see her wet shorts. I drove as fast as I could to her place and we arrived just n time. she got out peed, and changed her clothes. She made me swear not to tell anyone, I made her a deal, she'd help me clean the car and I wouldn't tell. She agreed and we got the smell out. All in all a great trip.
  14. Thisisaname

    Going on a long trip soon

    So myself and a good friend of mine are going on a 7 or 8 hour car trip in September, and we want to have a holding competition. We will take turns driving, and the driver gets to dictate how much the passenger has to drink, and when. The passenger has to hold on until they cant hold any more and they wet entirely. At this point, we swap seats and it continues as before. We will both be diapered. Any rule suggestions? I already know i will lose, but thats fine by me. I just wanna see him squirm, hes not used to real desperation. Also what shall we do for leak protection? I don't necessarily want to have to shampoo my seats. That is not fun.
  15. DakotaDriver

    My first real experience...

    I've been lurking on this site for about a year now, since I found it during my desperation google-searches. I feel confident enough to post my own story now, since I (sort of) have a feel for the site. I'm pretty sure I'm not violating any rules, but please let me know if I'm doing anything borderline. Apologies for the long text. The events are all true, while I may have embellished the details a bit. This happened about 5 years ago, when I was about 19. I'm a guy, by the way. I was over at a friends place for his graduation party. There were about 40 people there, milling about and doing whatever the hell people do at parties. I personally am not very social, and I was actually there just to help run the A/V system. Music is blasting, the dance floor is rumbling, and the alcohol is flowing. I don't drink, then or now. The party rolled on till about 1AM, when people started to stumble out in various states of inebriation. I packed up the gear and helped the DJ put his stuff back into his van, and was in the process of putting my own mixer table into the back of my pickup when I notice a girl trying to get into her car. She's obviously shitfaced drunk, fumbling with her keys trying to get the door unlocked. She drops the keys and bends over to pick them up, stumbles, and goes down in a tangle. Me being the quintessential Good Samaritan that I am at heart, rush to her aid. "Woah woah, hold up there girl. Are you okay?" I help her up back on her unsteady feet. She reeks of alcohol, and her speech comes out completely slurred. "Ay, yeh I'm oook... Jus need too get home..." She stumbles again and brushes her brunette hair back from her face. Here I realize that holy shit, she's a hot one. "You're not driving. You can barely stand up. Do you want me to call a cab?" After I said that I realized that the local small-town cab company, with a whopping 5 vehicles, shuts up operations at midnight. "No,no no no.... I'm ookay just... ugh.." "Look, let me give you a ride. There's no way you're making it home like that." I helped her up and tried to guide her towards my truck. As I unlock the passenger side door she passes out, and sort of flumps over onto my 1980's era bench seat. I feel obligated to do something now, so I check her wallet and find her address. Cool, she's only four blocks from my house. Easy to swing by. About 5 minutes later I'm roaring down the freeway at the 50mph my truck can handle, when I hear a hissing noise. Fearing a leaky tire (which happens all too much), I stop quickly and pull over, only to realize the hissing is coming from inside the cab. I look over, and SURPRISE! My drunken damsel in distress is wetting in her jeans full force! The wetness starts spreading up her jeans, pooling around her ass and pouring down her legs. I am, of course, highly turned on knowing that a girl is unknowingly wetting herself only a few feet away. I could care less about the seat, you can't hurt the thing with all the Pepsi in New York, but just... wow! A girl actually wetting herself right in front of me! Suddenly not caring about anything else, I let go and pissed myself as well. The warmth and wetness just felt too damn good... I jack off and blow in my underwear. Then the self consciousness returns: I'm on the side of a freeway, in a beater 1980's Ford, with a drunk piss-soaked girl in the passenger seat and I'm soaked as well. I smash the 5 speed gearbox back into first and tear out, and get to her apartment as fast as possible. When we get to her apartment, I carry her up the three sets of stairs and work at figuring out which key goes to the door. I'm getting a bit uncomfortable by now, since my legs are cold and my crotch is slimy. I get the door unlocked and carry her into the apartment; she makes a cute little moan and shifts in my arms. I lay her down on the couch and try to figure out what to do. I dig around in her kitchen and find a notepad and pen. I scribble out a note, describing what transpired along with my name and phone number. I nope out and get back in my truck, piss a little more to try and relieve the cold, and rumble back to my house. The next day at about 11AM I got a call from her, thanking me for essentially saving her life. She said we should go out for coffee and donuts sometime, so she could meet me face to face (and sober). I'll post some of my other experiences in this thread later. ;)
  16. Does any have or know where to find this video? I saw it a couple years ago and it was great.
  17. It's a girl who wets her jeans by the car. Nudity after 01:00 Amateur girl wets her jeans on the road.mp4
  18. The last tale of Alice was when she purposely put off using the bathroom at the wedding we went to so she got desperate and then told me she did it because she knew I liked it. Now that she had done it again my initial shyness about asking her about it had lifted. After that day she became pretty open about it and started asking us questions about the things we do and why we enjoy doing them. We were happy to share with her and liked the fact she seemed interested. A few weeks after the wedding she came to me and asked if she could watch when I did a hold/wetting. I said that was fine and the following day when we were all at home Matty was controlling my bladder and she came and watched and after he made me hold and I ended up wetting myself she told me that him controlling me was kind of hot and she was starting to see why I enjoyed it and said maybe one day she would like to try being controlled. We told her if she wanted to try it all she had to was say and we would help her out and see if she enjoyed it. In the weeks that followed I noticed that when she got home from work she always seemed pretty desperate to pee. I put it down to traffic and such but it was every night so I asked her about it. She seemed a bit embarrassed and then admitted to me that she had started skipping peeing on her afternoon break at work because she had seen how much I had enjoyed holding my pee and she was starting to enjoy leaving work needing to pee and not knowing how long it would take to get home and the potential of getting super desperate. Hearing her say that was beginning to enjoy it made me happy and I told her how fun that was. I didn’t do anything more until she felt comfortable with wanting to progress anything further and let her continue her building enjoyment of arriving home desperate. Then one day her enjoyment reached a new level and I knew then she was becoming one of us. We were going on holiday with our friends and had booked a caravan for the week at a place we have been a few times before because we love the location and it's a lovely place. Its roughly a three hour drive from where we are which isn’t too far. As there were 7 of us going we obviously had to take 2 cars. Matty was going to drive one and my sisters bf was going to drive the other. Alice and I were going with Matty and we would have one of our friends with us and then My sister, her bf and our other friend would go in the other car with the majority of the luggage. We went to our friends house, loaded up everything and got in the cars. Alice and I sat in the back so we could talk and Matty and his friend could talk in the front. The first hour of the journey went by pretty quick and we made good progress. However as we came to go through one of the main cities en route the traffic got pretty bad. We weren’t at a stand still, we were just caught up in traffic heading either to the shopping centre or to the football. We crawled along for about 20 minutes and finally got through the build up and were on our way again. About 5 minutes later we got a call from the other car saying that they were going to stop at the services to get some drinks and something to eat. We told them we would meet them there and 5 minutes later we pulled into the services and found where they were parked. We parked up and got out and Matty asked if we were coming in. We both said no and we asked him to bring us drinks. We stood at the side of the car chatting with the others and when they came back they gave us our coffees and we stood for a while drinking them and eating our snacks. When we finished we got back in the car and we set off again. We had been driving for an hour or so when Alice suddenly leaned over and whispered “I really need to pee”. I too had been feeling the effects of the coffee but I was just starting to feel the need to pee. I looked at her and noticed she was squirming slightly and bouncing her legs and I asked how bad she had to go. She told me she was getting really desperate and the coffee wasn’t helping. She asked how much further we had to go and when I told her we had about 30 minutes she squirmed and squeezed her legs. I said if she wanted we could stop off somewhere. I knew there was a town coming up and we could go to the supermarket if she needed to. She shook her head and said she was good then leaned in close and whispered “I didn’t pee when we stopped before despite needing to so there is no need to stop”. I looked at her puzzled and just as I was about to ask why she didn’t pee she said “when we stopped before I needed to pee a little and was going to go but then I decided it might be fun to wait and see if I could make it all the way, especially when adding a cup of coffee into the mix”. I felt myself getting turned on with the knowledge she had done this on purpose and then got even more aroused when she continued and said “and not only that, I figured you would enjoy being in the back of the car with me whilst I was dying to pee and unable to”. I just nodded, my mind so aroused that I was unable to form words. For the next 20 minutes as we drove along I enjoyed watching her squirm and bounce her legs. If that wasn’t sexy enough she kept whispering in my ear how badly she needed to pee and how close she was to wetting her knickers. She suddenly moaned in my ear and told me she had just dribbled a little and was getting dangerously close to having an accident. I told her we were almost there and she told me she hoped so as she was really bursting. Every so often she would moan and tell me that some more had dribbled out and she was struggling to hold it back. After a few minutes of this she gasped and when I asked what was wrong she looked at the guys in the front seat and when she saw they weren’t looking she took my hand slid it up her skirt. She pressed my fingers against her knickers and I felt a wet spot on them. When I touched it she told me she had leaked. I moaned as I felt the pee spot on her knickers. Knowing she was starting to wet herself out of utter desperation was making me so horny. She winked at me and said “oh and just so you know, that isn’t all from pee”. That just made it so much hotter, she was as turned on as I was and that was just wonderful. She kept moaning each time she leaked and as we pulled onto the road that leads down to the little village where we were staying she grabbed my arm and said she was spurting into her knickers and didn’t know how much longer she could wait. She was now holding herself under her skirt and squirming like crazy. We reached the village and drove past the caravan park as we were too early to check in but we planned it that way intending to spend a couple of hours in the village getting some lunch and having a look round. Giving those who hadn’t been before the grand tour. As we pulled into the car park we rang the others to tell them where we were. As we parked up I pointed out a building nearby the entrance to the car park and told Alice that they were the public toilets. She shook her head and said “no way, I’m about to burst right now”. As soon as the car stopped she pushed me to get out as we had put luggage on the other side of her. I quickly opened the door and got out and she jumped out after me, squatted down and before she even had to chance to lift up her skirt all the way she released a torrent of pee through her knickers and all over the floor. She let out a huge sigh of relief as she emptied her bladder and it just kept coming and coming. No wonder she had been bursting. Eventually her stream died down and she moaned out that it had felt so good. She stood up and wiped off her legs where drops of pee had ran down when she started peeing. She giggled when she saw the three of us just staring at her and said “what? I really had to go”. She went over to the bathroom and I went with her. We went inside and she lifted up her skirt and showed me her soaking wet knickers. They looked so sexy and I could just how wet my own knickers were from my arousal. She grabbed some tissue and wiped herself down and then headed back outside. I went and pee’d and whilst I was there I had to relieve myself. I brought myself to a wonderful trembling orgasm thinking about what had just happened. I cleaned myself up and went back outside to where everyone was and I told Alice what I had just done and she said “mmmmm, how nice, I will have to do the same later on”. We went and got some lunch and then went and checked into our caravan and unpacked and whilst we were sat chilling out I couldn’t help but think about how she had deliberately made herself desperate and got herself so close an accident. Not simply because she knew I enjoyed it like she had done before. This time she had done because she had grown to enjoy it. I asked her about how if had felt and she told me she now understood why I liked it so much. The feeling of almost losing control was nice but that moment when you release the pressure and finally pee felt so wonderful. She told me she had never been that desperate before and was falling in love with how it felt. I was happy that I had awakened her love for omorashi and I now had someone else to enjoy it with. I just didn’t know just how much that would be true. To be continued.
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  20. Hey guys! I'm new here so i thought id share an experience i just had. So everyone in my house is away on vacation so i have the house all to myself. I've always been into wetting/desperation and i never had the chance to piss in my jeans (which ive always wanted to try). So I decided when i woke up that i was going to try to hold it as long as i could. I put on the tightest jeans that i had, they really get tight around my bladder so they were perfect. Also underneath I wore black tight fitting boxer briefs, i really like the feeling of tight clothes when i have to pee. I came down stairs already having to pee and put on a t shirt as i started to sip some water. I had a glass of water about every 15 minutes and after 2 hours i was absolutely bursting. Every move i made caused my tight fitting jeans to cut into my bladder and i couldnt stop crossing my legs. Every time i got up to get more water I thought i was going to lose control. I was watching wetting videos which made it a 100 times worse when i got to the point where i was fighting spasm after spasm. I started to leak and couldnt stop it so i ran into the shower and full on peed in my jeans. Just the warmth and feeling it trickle down was absolutely amazing. I decided to sit and the tub and fill it up with warm water and i took a bath fully clothed and had some fun ;). After that experience i decided i wanted to do it one more time before everyone came back home, this one was more spur of the moment and lead to my first accident. I woke up today having to pee pretty bad ( i was at the level were you just have to start crossing your legs.) I was going to wait until later because i had to go to a guitar lesson when i thought maybe i could try and hold it until after. So i washed the clothes i peed in the previous day and decided to wear them, but because i was in a rush, i didnt have time to fully dry my boxers or jeans so they were slightly damp. I decided to have a glass of water before i left and i grabbed a water bottle to drink throught out the lesson to torture myself. When i arrived i was really starting to feel the need to pee. I could feel my bladder starting to ache, and the tightness of my jeans along with them being damp really made me want to pee. At this point, i started becoming a little worried and thought of chickening out. I decided not to and walked into my lesson which was an hour long. I had to sit with my legs crossed the whole time because if i didnt i was going to start leaking. The flip side to that was the waist of my jeans was pushing hard into my bladder and i was about an 8/10 in desperation. I started to have spasms and i was fighting small waves of desperation. I was so turned on and excited but extremely nervous at the same time because i had never done anything like this in public before...especially with people that i have been seeing every week for 6 years. Honestly ive never had such a hard time focusing, i felt like i was in another world. Everything was 10 times harder because i was battling an intense need to pee. About 45 minutes in i decided to see what would happen if i drank some water. As soon as i had a sip, my i had to cross my legs harder and almost had some come out. When the lesson was over we kept talking for an extra 15 minutes and i was absolutely dying. Finally I walked out and had some confidence i could hold it so i kept drinking water. As i went towards the exit, my friend at the desk started talking to me so i stood in front of the counter chatting with her. Standing up was 1000 times worse and i was squirming trying to hold it (thankfully she no one behind the desk could see my belly down.) I was leaning forward on resting on the desk balancing on one leg while my other leg crossed in a kind of four shape to hold it in. My excitement was mounting because i was 10/10 desperate a this point, on the verge of peeing myself in front of people i knew very well and they had absolutely no idea. After talking to her for 15 minutes, i felt a strong serge come on and i slightly panicked. I wanted to hold myself but i did they would notice, so i couldnt. I thought i had fought it off successfully but right at the end of a massive wave of desperation i let some out into my underwear. I was praying it didnt come out into the front of my jeans and after a minute or two i said my goodbyes and walked off. I made my way down to the car and as soon as i sat down i held myself for 30 seconds while crossing my legs. I surveyed the damage and saw there was only a small wet spot just under my waist band, but my underwear was getting wet. At this point i started to question if i could even make it home. As i started to drive the desperation intensified because i couldnt cross my legs but only hold my crotch. As i pulled out of the parking lot i hit a super busy and horrible intersection and started to get frantic. I finally made it across but right as i pulled out another wave of desperation hit me and i let out a big spurt. I looked down and saw a big wet patch on the front of my pants and then released a tiny spurt and watched it come through my jeans. I never wet in a car before so i started to get really excited and turned on. As i got onto the highway i wanted to torture myself some more and finish off my water bottle ( i had half of it left.) As i got close to home i started to feel like i was actually going to make it until as soon as i drank my water i hit a line of traffic. There is usually never traffic at that point and i felt surprised at the crazy timing of it. One hand i was excited because i knew i was going to pee myself, but on the other i felt really nervous because i had never done anything like that before. I got past the traffic but had to look over my shower to merge out of the highway and as soon as i turned my body it pushed into my bladder and i let leaked into my pants. There was a good sized wet patch on my jeans and my boxers were getting really wet to the point i could feel the warmth. I kept going and had little spurts comming out when i felt like really couldnt hold it. I felt this huge pressure on my bladder, it was like an intense wave. It got stronger and stonger and i could feel the pee rise up to the tip of my crotch just on the verge of coming out. I held it there and felt this huge rush of ecstasy and panic at the same time. I felt like was going to pass out from excitement when i crossed my legs really hard i started wetting myself. I was stuck at a red light looking down watching the pee start flowing all over the front of my jeans. I dont know how but i managed to hold it off and i got stuck at another red light. I looked up ahead and there were two waterfalls in front of this restaurant and i was still bursting to let the rest out. i looked down and saw my whole lap was covered in pee and it had started to go inside my legs. The seat wasnt wet but the front of my pants were soaked and it went all around the right side of my leg. The light turned green and i started in a rush to my house just down the street. I started wetting myself again and i could feel the warmth pouring into my underwear as i felt this biggest rush of excitement in my life. I pulled into the drive way and looked at how much i had peed but still desperately had to go. At this point i felt like i was in one of the stories ive read a thousand times because my neighbor was outside siting on her lawn. luckily i had left a jacket in my back seat and quickly held it behind me in a non suspicious manner. I got inside and still really had to pee but the fun wasnt over. I had another glass of water and started watching girls peeing on the laptop and kept releasing small spurts. After the second cup of water i was going seriously piss and could not hold it. I burst and started peeing my pants and ran into the bathroom and forcefully peed all over myself. I sat down and stroked myself through my boxers as i kept watching videos and pissed myself 2 more times in a matter of 10 minutes. Really hope you guys enjoyed! This is a picture of when i got out of the car and afterwards when fully wet
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    My Road Trip Story

    As I mentioned earlier in the week, I went on a road trip this week and found some time to have a little wetting fun on the way! Here's my story! First off, I was going to a wedding. My cousin did the whole lovey-dovey "let's get married on Valentine's Day" thing, so I had to leave my classes to attend their wedding. I didn't really dress up for the car ride, just a pair of jeans, some cute little T-shirt, underwear, the usual stuff. I originally thought about wearing a diaper and wetting that for the ride, but then I thought wetting my jeans would be more interesting, both for me and for a story when I got back! So, anyway, the morning I left I stopped at Starbucks, and got myself an iced coffee to go. I had a lot of driving to do, and I just wanted to get to the hotel. I hate long car trips, especially ones where I'm alone. But anyway, I had my iced coffee and I was doing fine. Making good time, all that jazz. Now, skipping ahead a bit, I had been driving for about 3 hours by now, and I had finished my coffee about an hour ago. I didn't really have to pee at this point, but if I had stopped at a restroom, I would've been able to let something out. It was close to lunch time, so I decided to pull off the interstate and get something from a drive-thru. I went to Wendy's and got a chicken sandwich and a large tea. I wanted a Coke, but I figured tea would go through my system faster and make holding it a lot funner. :p So I ate the sandwich real quick in the car and kept on driving. Now, after I finished my tea, I was still holding on, but I knew I'd have to pee pretty soon. A while later, I found myself driving with my hand between my legs. Now, I didn't actually want to wet the seat of the car, because I’d still have to drive in it for a little, so I decided to find a nearby rest stop and have my accident outside. While I kept looking for a rest stop, I just kept holding and holding. It was getting really bad by this point, especially because I really didn't want to wet myself just yet! Right then, a squirt of pee shot out into my panties! It didn't leak out into my jeans or anything, but I knew I’d have to find something soon, or I would have to sit on a wet seat for the rest of the ride. After an agonizing ten whole minutes, I saw a sign about a rest stop being ahead. I sped up a little and got into the right lane to make the exit. I pulled into the rest stop and right into the first spot I saw! I locked my car really quick and took off towards the bathroom. I knew I could make it, but just for fun I started slowing down and saying stuff like “Oh no!” and “Shit!” when I was just a few steps away. Then, I just let it go. It started off really fast and it flowed all down my pant legs and around the seat of my pants. There was a huge, obvious wet stain around my butt and all down the inside of my legs. I came at least twice during the whole wetting. There weren’t many other people there, and one of the older ladies had just stepped out of the bathroom and saw the mess I made. She did the sweet old lady thing asking if I was okay, if it was her fault for being in the bathroom, and I assured her it wasn’t her fault and that I was fine. I walked back to my car and got a bag for my wet clothes and some stuff to change into, a new pair of pants and a diaper (just because I could now that I had a decent story for you guys!). I went into one of the stalls, pulled off my clothes, wiped myself as dry as possible, slipped on my diaper and pants, and headed back to the car. During the next part of the ride, the only wetting was a short dribble I let into my diaper because I was bored. :p And that’s my story! Hope you liked! The wedding was great! They’re such a cute couple. I don’t have any pictures of my wet clothes because I was on the highway and stuff.
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    I apologize for not remembering what is the actual title of this video... But I find that these are very good scenarios of female desperation especially when they are caught in traffic jams. Although it's not panties / jeans wetting but i think it's good enough for some individuals like me :D Japan is quite an amazing country, they even have portable / foldable pee bags which will dry up almost immediately after use. Enjoy the videos ! P.S.: Do let me know if you find these videos are good for you. Cos if not i won't post such category again. Thanks ! :)

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  24. View File Alyssa Reece Collection Hope you're all having lovely weekends! I'm excited to make my first forum contribution some incredible Alyssa Reece videos. In the first video Alyssa begins to leak in her body suit before giving up and completely letting go. In the second she begs you to let her pee in your car, and then gets out to show the damage and pees even more! In the third Alyssa receives a message supposedly with a picture of her friend who had an accident. She laughs but then has an accident of her own. I've seen some of her content on here before and just love her content, so I hope you all enjoy these! May update with more content in the future! x Submitter jj2jjj Submitted 03/04/2018 Category Desperation Clothing Jeans  
  25. View File Katie in the care An older one, the quality isn't the best but the video is nice. Katie is absolutely bursting in the car. You can see that there is already a big patch on her by the time she gets out of the car. Leaky Leaky bursting Submitter Despholder Submitted 02/05/2018 Category Desperation Clothing