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  1. I’m a fan fiction writer and I want to draw but I have no idea what to do so send suggestions! What are your favorite tropes and why? What are your favorite poses? What is something new I could try? I need inspiration. I tagged some stuff I already like (I like more but that’s all I had room for but I’m honestly down to experiment with anything)
  2. Hello! Welcome to The Scale of Continence! You all will be following Spark, a grey wolf, and his peeing adventures with his partner, Inku, an unknown species, and his roommate Fern, an orange tabby. At every choice, you get shown a scale for Spark's incontinence, bladder, bowels, arousal, and relation (Only when interacting with a reoccurring character). Depending on what choices are made, Spark may gain passive effects. Some effects include omorashi enthusiast, small bladder, easily aroused, and phantom feeling. Hope everyone enjoys! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spark sighed as he stepped into his small house. It wasn't much, but with inflation and the three owners all having minimum-wage jobs, he was happy there was a roof over his head. He looked over to the living room. Inku laughed at something on the TV. "Hey, Babe!" Spark greeted, his tail wagging. "Spark! If you need to use the bathroom, be ready to drive somewhere. Something on the toilet broke and Fern's trying to fix it." "Thanks for the heads up," Spark said, heading to the spiral staircase, "But Fern's great at mechanics, she probably won't take that long." Inku turned away from the TV to narrow their eyes at Spark. "If you say so." Spark stepped into the bathroom and spotted Fern bent beside the toilet with a paw pressed on her crotch. "Fern, you doing okay?" Spark asked, worry clear in his voice. "Yep. Fine. Just need the bathroom a bit." Fern responded through gritted teeth. Spark looked her up and down, taking note of the little things. He could clearly see her legs shaking and hear her quiet panting. "I could drive you down the street or ask a neighbor if you can use their bathroom." Spark offered. "I'm fine I-" Fern cut herself off and dropped her wrench in favor of adding another hand to her crotch. "On second thought, I'll take you up on that offer." She said, slowly standing up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ With Fern in reach, Spark can: A. Stand in front of the door, but move eventually B. Stand in front of the door, but refuse to move (-1 Fern Relation) C. Push on Fern's bladder (-5 Fern Relation) D. Quickly go to the car 0/10 (Fully Continent) 0/10 (Empty Bowels) 2/10 (Dull Feeling) 0/10 (Not At All Aroused)
  3. I've had this fantasy in my head for a long time. Excited to finally attempt to bring it into reality! Hope you enjoy 😉 - Milo Four Desperate Passengers, and a Fern by Milo Snatch Chapter 1 April really did not plan this well. She was sitting on her boyfriend’s lap, squeezed between boxes and bins of their things piled to the roof in the backseat of his college roommate’s Subaru. “Fuck!” The former roommate, Nova, yelled, laying hard on the horn, their blue and purple cropped sparkly hair whirling in frustration and a flush rising across pale, freckled cheeks, their black band t-shirt and grey sweats clinging to their skin on the hot LA summer day. Even their feet were sweating in their black sneakers. “Love,” said a deep, soft voice from the front passenger seat, “They all heard you the first, second, fifth time. This isn’t making the traffic move any faster.” “Yeah, yeah, I know babe” Nova sighed, leaning their head back and resting a hand on Milo’s thick bare thigh. His choice in dark green shorts and a white and green patterned button down shirt and comfortable sandals was enviable in the heat. “Makes me feel better for a bit, though.” “That makes one of us. Hey—“ Milo turned around, adjusting the large potted fern between his thighs and peering back at the pair stacked in the backseat, his warm brown eyes under loose black curls meeting April’s gaze, a hint of dark facial hair adoring his upper lip and side burns. “Do either of you see my bag back there? I have some earplugs that would be really handy right about now.” April did, in fact, see Milo’s bag, slumped unceremoniously behind his seat in the floorboard. “Uh, yeah, I see it,” she said, and paused, clenching her fists. “….could you hand it to me?” Milo asked, confusion washing across his face as he noticed April’s tense demeanor. “I can’t,” came a muffled sound from behind her, and half of Harper’s clean shaven, tanned face appeared around April’s shoulder. His blue eyed expression had his usual goofy grin on it underneath long sea salt covered dirty blond hair. A true lean Californian surfer boy in khaki shorts, blue tank top and flip flops. “Little stuck back here.” “Hardy har. Or should I say, Harpy har,” Milo chuckled at his own joke. Nova groaned in response which only made Milo giggle harder. “I can, yeah, I can get your bag,” April finally responded. She steeled her jaw and began bending over at the waist, her and Harper’s shared seatbelt digging into her lower abdomen along with the waist of her tight dark jean shorts. Her chest and belly stretched the fabric of her light purple t-shirt from a local LGBTQ charity event she’d volunteered at, and Harper couldn’t help but admire his gorgeous girlfriend from such a tantalizing angle, her buzzed brunette hair and long gold chain earrings glinting in the summer sunlight, juicy thighs spilling over his lap. Whimpering softly, she extended her hand past her grey sneakers and grasped for the bag, missing it the first two times and, huffing, made one final lunge, grabbing a handful of the tan canvas fabric. She froze in place, a look of horror on her face. “Whoa, April, you ok??” Milo asked, concerned, still twisted around in his seat. “You don’t look so good.” “I—“ she began softly, looking down as she slowly righted herself, a deep pink blush rising from her chest to her forehead. She held the bag out to Milo without looking up, and mumbled something so softly no one could hear the words over the cacophony of random car horns chorusing around them. “Sorry?” Milo asked. “I HAVE TO PEE!” April bellowed, finally looking up to meet Milo’s surprised gaze. She felt Harper stiffen beneath her. “I’ve had to pee since we left but I thought it’d be a short drive and we’re already behind schedule and you both have been so nice I didn’t want to waste more time, but then we hit traffic and then it got worse, and we three—“ she gestured to herself, Harper and Milo”—had all those terrible IPAs while we were packing, and when I reached for your bag a little came out and now I’m about to piss on my boyfriend in the back seat of a someone’s car who I just met today and I’m… so…. SORRY!!” she wailed, tossing the bag at Milo and covering her teary eyed face in her hands. The car fell silent, the only sounds being April crying quietly and the ever present heavy traffic noises outside. Harper wrapped his arms around April and hugged her tenderly, kissing the back of her neck. “Well, guess I’m not the only one then,” Nova said finally, laughing wryly and running a hand through their hair. April looked up, sniffling, her honey brown eyes meeting their green ones in the mirror. “Look, I know we just met, but things happen,” Nova continued, expression softening. “If you need to piss in my car then you need to piss in my car. It’s not ideal, but also, you know, crying and being in pain isn’t ideal either. Worse, really.” Nova moved one hand down over their sweatpants and grabbed themself firmly, wiggling in their seat. They looked over to Milo and said “Sorry I’ve been such a pain with the horn. I’ve had to piss so bad and sitting here isn’t making it any easier. Thanks to April’s honestly at least I can hold myself now, shit.” They scrunched up their forehead in concentration and stared ahead, rocking gently in their seat. Milo reached over and rubbed Nova’s arm gently. “Spiro?” He asked, dryly. “The one and only. Bitch,” Nova huffed, squeezing themself tighter. “If I may,” Harper’s muffled voice spoke up from the back. “My camping gear is in one of these boxes. I’m pretty sure my bear canister is in there and it’s 5 liters. Could be a useful solution?” He gently squeezed April’s shoulders in encouragement. “Also? I’m gonna need to pee soon as well. Damn IPAs.” “Make that four of us, then,” Milo sighed from the front seat, tensing his thighs as far together as he could given the fern between them. “Also, what’s a bear canister?” “Large heavy-duty plastic container to seal food and toiletries and anything a bear would want to eat inside while you’re backpacking,” Harper replied happily. “And waterproof. Which is helpful for us now, but in reverse!” April’s tears had slowed down and as she rubbed her face with the back of her hand she started giggling quietly, which quickly caught on with the other three as they all began laughing at how ridiculous their situation was. “How did we do this so badly?” Nova cackled, grimacing as laughter jostled their bladder. “Four people desperate to pee, stuck in traffic for an hour and half, pinned in by the contents of an apartment with the best hope to fucking piss in a bear canister and hope no one around us looks over at the exact worst time.” Milo was giggling uncontrollably into the leaves of the fern, Harper and April collapsed together in the back, April’s hands now firmly gripping herself over her shorts to prevent more leaks as they all laughed and laughed. “Thanks, y’all,” April finally said with a sigh when they began calming down. “I’m still very embarrassed but feeling better I’m not alon—“ She gasped quickly and sat upright. Harper felt a small moment of warmth on his right thigh, and his dick twitched in response. He hated seeing his girl in pain and discomfort, but something about this situation was turning him on. Focus, dude, he thought, Not the time! But he couldn’t help feeling pinned down in the most delicious way, stuck between two piles of boxes and his writhing girlfriend on his lap, gasping and moaning with the fear of letting go all over him, warmth seeping into his shorts and the cushion below. He shook his head quickly and rubbed her back. “Ok, time to find that canister,” he said, looking around at the box labels. April just whimpered in response and held herself as tight as she could. Milo and Harper quickly stopped laughing, looks of concern on their faces at their new friend’s predicament, the air around the group sobering up just like the passengers with those IPAs long in the past. The reality of their situation was starting to creep in. If they didn’t find a viable option soon things were about to get very wet. “Ah ha!” Harper said, pointing to the second box down on his right side with the word GEAR written on it. “There’s my camping supplies. Ok, how to get it out….?” April turned her head and started calculating how this was going to go. Her face paled. “I’m going to have to move these boxes around, aren’t I,” she said quietly. “Are there no other options? Any water bottles available? I’ll take anything!” “No, none of us brought any water or drinks,” Milo said sadly. “Could you hop out and move them maybe?” April asked him, but Nova was already shaking their head and answered, “Nope, this traffic is too touch and go and I’m in the left most lane, we can’t be sure if we’d stay still long enough to sort through your stuff without causing more of a ruckus. I don’t want to deal with angry drivers as four queer people today, especially with two of us being trans. Even in LA.” “Yeah, you’re right,” April agreed, and groaned as she felt how heavy her bladder was pressing downward. “Ok! I can do this. I have to do this. Harp? You need to hold me while I’m looking otherwise I’m going to go, I’m so close.” Harper quickly assisted, moving his hands over hers and pressing into her vulva. She moved her hands away and turned quickly to pick up the first box on her right. As she exerted herself, though, another spurt found its way out of her, warming Harper’s hand. “No!” April gasped, “Baby, you gotta hold me harder, zip down my shorts! Now!” He quickly did as he was told, unbuttoning the jean shorts pulled tight against her extended abdomen and zipping her luscious belly free. Another stream escaped just as Harper pressed his fingers to the outside of her black underwear, shivering slightly at how warm and wet it felt as her hot pee ran over his fingers. His dick was definitely getting hard now. He hoped she wouldn’t notice. April was mortified… and horny as fuck. She could feel Harp’s fingers pressed to her pussy lips, just below her throbbing clit, and it felt electric to realize how little control she had over her body right now, how wrong it felt to piss on her lover’s hand, and how much she’d actually love nothing more than to let go and flood her clothes and his lap. But this wasn’t her car and she didn’t want to impose any more on Nova and Milo after all they had done to help them move. So she braced herself and picked up the top box once again, saying “Milo, can you hold this please?” and handed it to him. He twisted around and looked like he was concentrating hard to grab the box with his legs wide open. “Yep, no problem,” he said with a strained voice. “I’m hurrying!” April said and quickly moved back and ripped open the top of the camping gear box. Thank god we didn’t use tape, she thought as she rifled through the contents and found what she was looking for: A large 5L heavy blue plastic cylinder with a wide mouth covered by a flat twist lid. “Got it!” The others cheered as she closed the gear box up and received the other one back from Milo to toss on top. She almost didn’t care that she leaked again, the longer spurt spilling over Harper’s fingers and soaking through to her boyfriend’s khaki shorts below, because she was about to finally let it all go. “Alright, Harp, let’s trade,” she said quickly, moving her hands to her sopping wet crotch. As Harper’s hands left her pussy, though, a strong jet of pee shot out of her tired body before she could place her own hands there, spurting through her clenched fingers and pooling in his lap. “NO!” She moaned, trying to stop the flow. “Masturbate!” Milo commanded suddenly, eyes wide as he watched the piss flowing through April's fingers, unabashed in his gaze. They were all well past being embarrassed in this intimate space together, unified in their shared desperation. “It’ll help you hold!” “Don’t mind if I do,” Nova moaned from the driver’s seat and they started rhythmically rubbing the firm mound between their legs. April quickly started swirling her middle finger over her clit, a thin layer of soaked underwear the only thing between them, as more liquid thundered its way out of her. “Hearing her piss is making this so much harder for me to stay dry.” “It’s working!” April gasped as her stream finally slowed and stopped. “How did you know it would?” Nova and Milo exchanged wry, knowing grimaces. “I hold often out in public,” Milo finally said, “Especially if I forget my piss dick at home. Not being able to stand to pee in men’s bathrooms makes me feel really exposed, I don’t always present as cis and someone could get suspicious of me in a stall.” He watched April’s head tilt back and a flush flood her face that had nothing to do with embarrassment. He tried squeezing his legs together again and groaned in frustration at the potted plant between them that was preventing him relief. His hand found its way down to his dick and he started palming himself, slowly, over his shorts. “I, uh, am also into piss play, so desperation is often my goal.” “I can see why,” April sighed happily, continuing to swirl her finger around and around her clit. She felt full and about to burst again but touching herself was keeping it at bay. “Sorry about the mess, Harp.” “Don’t you dare say sorry,” Harper growled from beneath her, grinding his stiff cock into her ass, one hand slick with her fluids holding on to the empty bear canister. April gasped in delight. “This is so hot, holy fuck.” His lap was sopping wet from April’s shower, it had flooded over and run down the outside of his thighs into the seat below. He felt so degraded to be pissed on, helpless, not able to move out of the way. He wanted more. The invisible wall they hadn’t realized they were approaching was finally upon them. Two couples, writhing in desperation together in a car, were touching and grinding and moaning in a growing wave of passion and pleasure. They could either stop now and just focus on relieving themselves and laugh about it as platonic friends later, or they could all push through the wall and see where the path led to on the other side. Everyone’s heart was racing at the possibilities before them. Nova and Milo locked eyes and grinned wildly, and April turned her head to witness the lust in Harper’s piercing blue eyes. “You ok with where this is going?” Harper whispered, and April nodded YES vigorously. “You?” She responded breathlessly as she continued to stroke herself, the soft sopping sound audible to everyone in the car. In answer, Harper raised his voice and said “Nova, Milo… wanna get freaky?” “I thought you’d never ask, hon,” Nova said with a wicked grin, putting the car in park and feeling grateful the traffic was stopped for now, their pace increasing as they touched themself and Milo moaned in agreement, sticking his hand down his shorts and underwear to stroke his dick directly with two fingers, one on either side, and let a thin trickle of pee escape and soak into his dry—for now—boxers.
  4. A few days ago it was bitterly cold in the UK but I had volunteered to run a friend to the local hospital. The idea was to drop them at the main entrance and just come straight back - a journey of about 30 minutes. Parking spaces there are difficult to find and the parking charges very steep. For some reason the traffic seemed heavier than usual despite the fact it was 7.30am. By the time we got there I was already at 7/10 but thought I would be okay until I got back home. I should add that I have a weak bladder and usually wear a pad and plastic pants for such journeys. But I had got up late so just had some thermal long pants and my trackie bottoms on. I had left the hospital no more than a few minutes when everything ground to a halt and then progress was extremely slow. I was now at 8/10 and was thinking about where I could possibly stop and take a leak. But it was a suburban shopping area with no chance of finding relief anywhere. There were toilets in the town centre but by the time I had parked the car and walked there it might well have been too late anyway. I later discovered one road had been closed due to an accident on an icy road. I hoped the second one wouldn't be in my clothes! My big concern was flooding the car seat and I just hoped and prayed I could make it home. Added to my anguish, holding my pee had led to me needing a poo and now I was fighting both very urgent demands. I regretted not making sure I had done my morning poop before leaving the house but time had been short. By now it was 9/10 and being forced to hunch forward squeeze my legs together, clench my rear muscles and hold myself through my trackies. Managed a couple of photos as you will see below. Then came the realisation that I was losing the battle as my fingers felt damp and a quick glance down confirmed I was wet. I was now out of heavy traffic and would be home in a few minutes. Then I felt a long stream escape. I managed to shut it off and jumped out of the car to quickly get a plastic bag to sit on. It was a good move as moments later I just sat there and pissed myself uncontrollably. All I could feel was all my clothes getting warm and wet and I also felt I had started to poo in my undies, though not much. I parked the car and hobbled in as far as I could and managed to get onto the toilet before I fully lost control at the rear end. Lesson for today. Make sure you are always padded! Managed to take some pics of my mishap in the toilet.
  5. Can’t wait to let y’all in on what will hopefully be some fantastic OC content. My wife has finally decided to open a MV account making some LEGIT, REAL LIFE desperation videos. She has done things for me personally but now wants to stretch her legs on going public. We will be making true amateur content that isn’t faked. She will be putting herself in situations where she has no choice but to hold until the dam breaks. The first of which is being made this weekend where she will be having a few alcoholic drinks and “breaking the seal” a few times before attempting to make the journey home about 40min away. Can’t wait to see how this turns out. We will be recording the entire journey home catching every squirm, squeeze and crotch grab until the inevitable happens. Till then…✌🏻
  6. Desperation in a limo View File Found this while surfing around various websites tonight. Have no idea who she is. Middle aged MILF I'm guessing, gets desperate on the way back from a party with a new guy friend in his limo. No name or watermark so I am not sure who she is. The quality is great and the rain was a nice touch, well acted compared to so many similar ones and in English which I can understand. Bonus the car is actually driving. Submitter wet501 Submitted 01/25/2022 Category Female  
  7. Hello Everyone, it's been a while since my last contribution here. There was a lot going on in my real life. However in the meantime I've started to go fully omorashi. First there were some days of "no toilet usage", then becoming weeks and nowadays I'm nearly not using my toilets at all. I've nearly used up my stock of pull-ups, however lately I prefer to just pee my pants. This does torn me on more than using pull-ups. I think it's this "Yes, pull-ups are meant to be peed in. My jeans aren't - this is naughtier." I've been doing this for several weeks now and managed to find some rhythm for myself. Since it's quite cold where I now live, I'm always wearing thick long underwear beneath my normal pants. And since I'm working in homeoffice all the time, sometimes I wear jeans but most of the time I wear comfy joggers over my underwear. The layers I'm normally wearing are fully capable of taking a whole days worth of pee without leaking. My typical day is like: - Get up, being SUPER desperate, managing to reach the shower and let go in whatever I was wearing for bed - Having a shower, dressing up in several layers (mostly two pairs of boxer briefs, these very thick long underwear and some pants) - Normally drinking throughout the day, no pee breaks, enduring the building desperation while working, cooking, eating, doing things like laundry etc. - Sometime between late afternoon and the late evening I'm going to have an accident in my pants. I try to hold as long as I can and there's always this point where I just decide to not fight anymore and give in. - Peeling off my wet clothes, dressing for bed, going to bed. However in the last few days there were quite some variations. Unforseen variations I'd like to say. Some days ago in the very early morning (the sun was not up yet) I was drifting betweet asleep and kind of awake, hardly realising where I was. In my dream-state I noticed I had to pee. And getting used to just go into my pants kind of altered my thinking. So in my dream-state I debated with myself, whether I just should go into my pants now - resulting in actually peeing a little into my pants lying in my bed, before realising there's no protection and I don't want to ruin my mattress. But this was such an incredibly hot situation, that I had three superb orgasms before even getting up this day, enjoying the daring dampness between my legs (and the circumstances it was created). Another day last week I was in the basement doing some laundry, when there was someone at the staircase (I'm now living in a house, where several times a day there are people visiting the other inhabitants here). I knew that she would be there, but I thought she would come later. This day she was early. And I had to pee badly. I even didn't realise HOW badly I had to pee, when I went down. I just realised when I heard someone is upstairs and I was putting clothes into the washing machine. It was so bad, when I hurried to finish preparing the washing machine to rush upstairs into my appartment, I could not hold it and lost some drops into my pants, fidgeting with the machine. So now I was kind of trapped. Because I was wearing quite bright pants this day, and the wet spot, however small it was, was absolutely visible. So I had to wait in the basement until I was sure, there was noone left upstairs I had to pass on my way to safety. It normally takes her about half an hour. I debated with myself whether I could dare rushing past. But I did not want to be seen with wet pants. So I retreated further into the bowels of this house to avoid detection and tried to fight the monster desperation. However only minutes after changing my location and hiding I lost the fight and totally pissed myself. And only some minutes later I heard the door closing, knowing the coast was clear. This was absolutely exciting. I kept my wet pants on for the rest of the evening, before changing for bed. And I've rewet them several times during the evening. And this morning was another very special encounter... since some days I notice that I'm increasingly desperate after getting up. Each day it seems to be a little more urgent than the day before. Normally I get up, put on some pants, fetch all my clothes I want to wear for the day, leave my bedroom in the attic and have to go downstairs into my appartement (yes, it's a little complicated here). On this way downstairs there's always the possibility to meet someone. It never happened yet, but you never know. On several occasions I've lost the first drops while going downstairs or unlocking my appartement, mere seconds before being safe. Today however I got up and within seconds my desperation jumped from like 6 to 9.999. I tried to fetch my clothes for the day as fast as I could, looked for some joggers to wear for my way downstairs, knowing, that these would most probably not remain dry, when I absolutely could not stop some drops escaping my body. I really, really tried to stop it, but I could now. I was leaking into my boxers, leaving smalls spots on my carpet. And since I didn't want to have a puddle in my bedroom, I rushed to the toilet next to my bedroom (I hardly use this toilet at all, but obviously it's good it's there, just in case), leaving an obvious trail of wetness, before jumping into the small shower and letting go while squatting. Hell, this was a real accident and didn't go as planned at all. I was so turned on I decided it was time to share my experiences with you. And today is the first day since many weeks I've put on one of my last pull-ups. Which was a good decision, because after going to the letterbox I had hardly closed the door when again some pee escaped me. If I had not put on the pull-up, I would have been standing there with a huge wet spot between my legs. I'm a little curious about how this day will transpire and what will happen tonight. Maybe I'll put some towels on my mattress, just in case. Another incident happened before christmas. I was meeting an old friend in the next big city (about one hour trip with my car). I had planned to maybe have some fun on my way back later that evening or maybe after coming home so I didn't pee before leaving and arrived already a little desperate. I intentionally had put on pitch-black jeans over my thick underwear, knowing that they would mostly hide whatever might happen. Though I absolutely did not plan to wet myself within a huge crowd of people, yet with a friend next to me who doesn't know anything about my kink. We walking around a little, talking very much and drinking some hot chocolate (since I had to drive, I didn't have alcohol of course). And during the evening I was becoming increasingly desperate. When I arrived I was at like a 5, but I neared a definite 9 after some hours. So I was glad, when it was time to say goodbye and I was finally able to return to my car. Because it's really hard to get a parking place in this city, I had parked my car on the other side of the river and came across the bridge by feet. So I had to go over this long bridge again to reach my car. And it was really cold and a little stormy. So after leaving the warm crowd of people and climbing the stairs onto the bridge it was very chilly, giving me shivers and pressing upon my bladder like there suddenly was an anvil in my stomach. I tried to walk as natural as possible and really tried to hold it, while crossing the river. It took me about ten minutes to cross the bridge, luckily without any accident (maybe some very little drops might have escaped me). But when I decended the stairs on the other side of the bridge, and there was absolutely noone around now, my body seemed to decide it was time to go. So the first real spurt escaped into my crotch, soaking it. I continued to decend the stairs as naturally as possible and after reaching the bottom, I chose to walk behind the bridges pillar instead of in front of it, where the street was. And as soon as I was behind that pillar, in the middle of the huge parking lot, I just spread my legs and totally flooded my pants. It was dark and there were no streetlights around, so I felt relatively safe. Nevertheless if there had been anyone in one of these many many cars, they could have seen me, just stopping, standing there in the darkness, slightly spreading my legs, looking down at me and then walking to my car. I was drenched. It was so much piss, I could not believe it. But as I said, all these layers were able to completely absorb everyhing, keeping my socks and shoes dry. I put a towel onto my seat to try to protect it and started my one hour drive home, looking forward to releasing my arousal as soon as I got back into my appartement. There have been quite another close calls, basement wettings and even an intentional total wetting in my bedroom, before going downstairs. However I have the feeling there might add up some real accidents in the future and if you like I'll let you participate in it within this post. 🙂 On another note: I've been thinking a lot about my life lately. And I'm so absorbed in my omorashi-addiction, that I have identified this as the main reason for being single these days. Since I would not want to hide this side of me and didn't find a girl I could share this with. But I enjoy it soooo much living this way, this seems to be the price... keep calm and pee your pants. C
  8. (This is an alternate universe Where gema has biological systems ) This story takes.part in the third era,and is post movie --> Yellow diamond was really tense ,se needed to pee so badly but they were not in homeworld,they were in their spaceship along with the other diamond and spinel She was too shy to tell them,too shy to use the their spaceship bathroom...or we'll she just didn't wanted to use it "Are you OK honey?" Blue asked her gently and looking at her wife,who was sweating and holding her crotch and using her other arm to control her own ship "Yeah totally fine!!!" Yelloe answered angrily when she finally saw homeworld , her relief was so big yet faded so fast Not even taking 5 steps outside the ship she felt a wet sensation on her crotch ,and then big damp patch marking her pants She couldn't even make it to the palace,she was outside,with the others looking at her ,and stepping over a pee puddle "Yellow!why didn't you tell me you had to pee!?!are you can't just hold until you can't anymore "blue said gently holding yellow's hands "I-i-i though I could hold It...."yellow said ashamed of her accident entering the palace ---> The next days,yellow just struggled to arrive at time even more her " bladder clock" was only 5 minutes at max ,at this pint her accidents were frequently,but still refused to wear diapers,and blue never forced ->the restaurant incident Yellow was already true gently to hold when they arrived,once they arrived even through she rushed to the restroom she end up wetting her pants,luckily her partner White borrowed her a spare ones,but she had to stay with her wet panties Yellow decided to drink a Xtra large lemon soda ,and of course we know what this will lead to Once again in the car yellow just screamed telling ehite to stop so she could use the toilet,white was quite annoyed by her partner screaming,and instead of leading her to restroom she played waterfallsounds on radio making yellow wet her self in the carseat making a big damp patc,at this point she just cried, she knew she has jo scape.and had to wear diapers,however by white driving distracted from the screaming diamond they crashed And yes.it left yelloe completely incontinent Blue just diapered her and placed her or her lap To comfort her,she didn't care if yellow was already wet Blue was hugging her until.she feels a got wet sensation on her legs Yellow 's diaper leaked and wet blue's pants At this pint blue just got a little annoyed ,changed yellow diaper against her will ,dressed her in giraffes prints pajamas and placed her in the bed to make her sleep When she wake up she found a new. Surprise To be continued:
  9. Jen sighed and squished her thick thighs together while driving her high-end Mercedes convertible rather fast towards her home. She glanced at herself in her rearview mirror. Her grey sports bra pushed up her large jiggly tits which were bouncing as she squirmed in agony. Her dirty blonde hair blew in the wind. She glanced down at her crotch. Her squirming legs were covered in a pair of grey gymshark leggings which hid her grey spandex like Victoria's secret thong. Below that was her shaved, trembling pussy that was desperate to pee! "Come on… come on!!!" Jen begged nobody in particular as she raced down the freeway towards her house. She had just gotten finished teaching her yoga class only to find out the toilets in her studio were broken! She watched as a couple of other ladies ran out of the class to burst alongside the building. Jen couldn’t fathom pissing in such a public place and figured she just could hold it till she got home. However, like most times she had overestimated her bladder and now sat bursting in her expensive car praying she didn’t make a mess. She cursed her daughter for her small bladder. After birthing her one and only kid eighteen years ago her bladder was never the same. She never had random leaking issues like other moms had but her bladder felt like it had shrunk multiple sizes! In college she was known as an iron bladder woman, holding pitchers of beer at a time in her gut, not breaking the seal till late in the night! Now she sat squirming like a little girl desperately trying to make it home after only a couple of hours and a bottle of water. As she pulled into her driveway she sighed in relief and jumped out of her car. As she stood up she was hit with a spasm. Jen gasped and grabbed herself tightly, doubling over and dancing in place. As the spasm faded she desperately looked around hoping nobody could see. Thankfully for her, nobody did. Jen quickly made her way to the door of her somewhat large single-family home. Jen's husband had divorced her right after the birth of their daughter. However, through a long and arduous court process, it was determined he had been cheating on her for years and funneling her money through fake bank accounts. So, now she had a fantastic in a nice part of town, a great car, plenty of money coming in as a result of the settlement and she only had to work a few days a week as a yoga instructor. At the current moment though Jen wasn’t looking at her fancy white runner carpet, her beautiful stainless steel kitchen, or her shiny hardwood floors. No, she was focused on not pissing everywhere. So she ran, hands planted on her pussy whispering "oh no oh no oh no oh no!!!" as she rushed towards her first-floor bathroom. She scurried through the halls, flung open the bathroom door, and was about to open the toilet when she gasped. There was tape on the toilet lid and a note. "Bathrooms are all broken! Plumber should be here in an hour - Dani" "Dani!!!!" Jen yelled dancing in place. Jen heard a couple of thuds down the stairs and then suddenly her daughter appeared in the doorway. Dani was a slender waisted, blonde girl who had a striking resemblance to her father. Light blue eyes, bleach blonde hair. However her assets she clearly got from her mom. A jiggly thick ass, very full and bouncy tits, and nice curvy legs. She stood in a tube top and jean shorts in the doorway, her hair up in a messy bun. "Oh good, you saw my note!" "What the fuck does this mean!?" Jen cried out starting to rub her crotch in need. She felt her piss brimming at the edge of her pee hole and needed a solution soon! "Toilets are all broke! The water is filled to the top. Plumber should be by soon." Dani said. "Did you not read the note?" "Yes, I read the fucking note!" Jen snapped "Jeez mom, what are you twelve, just hold it!" Dani chuckled before leaving her mom be. "God this is all your fault… if you hadn't come out of my fucking vagina I could hold my fucking piss!" Jen cursed to herself wincing Infront of the toilet. Relief was so close yet so far. She glanced at the sink and shower. "If… if I pee there… no… Dani will know…" Frantically Jen thought she only had one other option. In her mind peeing in the sink or tub meant a cleanup process. A cleanup process meant Dani would know. If Dani knew she'd mock her mom. Simple logic… kinda. Call it pee-minded logic. No, instead of doing that Jen raced out towards her back patio. As she exited the nice glass door onto the wooden back deck and down into her fenced-off yard she pushed her thumbs into the hem of her leggings. She got near her gardening shed and was about to simply slip down her leggings and thong and burst piss into the grass below her when… "Hey, Neighbor!" "Oh fuck…." Jen's eyes went wide. She had just started to yank down her leggings, putting them halfway down her thick juicy ass. Quickly she ripped her leggings back up and turned towards her fence. A tall man was just walking up to say hi. He had a nice tidy beard, light gray eyes, an undercut haircut that clearly at one time was black but now had gray peaking through showing his age. His body was in wonderful shape and he wore a simple black tank top and tan cargo shorts. He slipped off his sunglasses and smiled at Jen. For a moment she simply viewed him as someone getting in the way of her pissing but in reality, she knew he was Mark, her sexy next-door neighbor who she had been wanting to flirt with for ages. Jen quickly turned to face Mark, her hands flying towards her back, clutching at her ass. Was it a very effective to hold your pee? No, but she was doing everything she could to hold back the flood without Mark knowing. Her thighs were pushed tightly together and she grabbed herself desperately from behind. "H-Hi Mark!" "Beautiful day out today! You just get back from class?" He asked wiping some sweat from his brow. "Y-yeah! Long day. Back-to-back classes you know…" Jen tried to continue the conversation but soon she was biting her lip and bouncing on the balls of her feet. She felt herself on the brink of losing control. "Nice! Nice… You know my boys are always telling me I should try yoga. Help destress after work…" Mark sighed leaning against the fence. *God why now! Ohhh Id love to try and get him into a private class with me but I need to pee!!!* "Oh yes! Yoga is so good at making you r-relax and…" *Gasp* In at moment Jen relaxed a bit too much and a spurt of piss rocketed into her thong. She straightened up and squeezed her thighs as much as possible together. After freezing for a second, her eyes wide, she stuttered back to her sentence "I-it just has so many benefits…" "I guess so! And what, with such a great instructor I'm sure I'd be able to get all those benefits…" Mark said with a warm smile. *is he… flirting with me? Fuck why now!!!* "I am one of the b-best…" Jen said smiling trying to keep everything under control. A moment later however she gasped again as another spurt of piss, this one longer, sprayed out from her tightly clenched pee hole. "Are you… okay? You seem tense?" Mark asked a bit puzzled. "Oh, I'm fine!" Jen fake laughed, waving her hand. "Just… pulled a muscle during my class. It's um… giving me c-cramps…" She sputtered out, another leak slipping from her grasp. "God that sucks… what muscle? I used to get all sorts of pulls in the military…" Mark asked trying to relate and keep the conversation going. Jen gasped again. Another spurt had rocketed out and she couldn’t stop it with sheer muscle alone. She shoved a hand to her crotch and rubbed, bending her knees inward. In a moment of quick thinking, she gasped out. "M-my crotch muscles um… I- split… I split a little too hard…" "O-Oh!" Mark was a bit stunned, watching Jen just openly rub her crotch Infront of him. *I mean she's… just massaging the muscles right?* "I must say I've… never pulled my crotch but a buddy of mine had… Sucked for him so… uh… Ice up I guess… sorry I can't be of more help…" Mark tried to offer up some help but he was more stunned and slowly getting hard just watching Jen squirm around. "I-I'm sure I'll be fine. I-I'm sorry it just… hurts so bad…" Jen managed to say before gasping as she lost it. She had waited too long and her muscles couldn’t hold any longer. Pee sprayed from her clenched pee hole and soaked through her soft thong, leaking and rolling down into her expensive leggings. In a flash of thinking, she leaned herself against the fence, very close to where Mark was on the fence and tried to pass off what was happening. She prayed he couldn’t see through the fence the mess that was going on. She moaned a little in relief. "Ohhhh god…" Piss continued to spray from her pussy absolutely devastating her thong and ruing her grey leggings. As Jen opened her eyes she met Marks who was simply bewildered. Thankfully for her, he couldn’t see a thing down below but he was visibly confused about her movement towards the fence and the moan. "A-are you okay?" "O-oh um yeah… s-sorry… I um… I just tried to stretch it out and….. God the relief I just got was… wonderful…" Jen sighed and then cringed a little realizing what was happening. Her piss was pooling in her expensive sneakers and the hot piss that had just splashed down her legs and was still streaking down into the grass was starting to cool on her legs. "Gotcha… well um… I better finish up out here and get dinner ready for the boys… maybe we could do a private session sometime… if you could clear up a crotch pull that fast I wonder what you could do for me!" Mark replied with a small smile. "I think… that would be wonderful!" Jen said happily. "You have a good night Jen." Mark turned and walked back to his house. On the way back his shook his head. "Man that girl might be a bit odd sometimes but she's fuckin hot!" As Mark left Jen sighed and leaned against the fence. She looked down and inspected the damage. Her leggings were soaked. Her trainers were flooded. She pulled the hem of her leggings and confirmed that her thong was absolutely flooded with piss. "Fuck sake…" Quickly she looked and saw Mark had gone inside and she made a beeline to the house. As she made her way inside she luckily was able to avoid Dani and get to her room to strip off her leggings and underwear. As she shed them and looked at herself in the mirror she thought *If you wanna get mark… you gotta learn to hold your piss better… this cannot happen again…* Little did she know this would be the first of many wet days ahead for Jen.
  10. So it’s been a couple weeks since this actually happened to me. I had gone a decent amount of time since my last accident. For those wondering I don’t ever just pee myself on purpose but I do usually like to set myself up in desperate situations and just see how it plays out. well a couple weeks ago I had been quite sick with what I assume was the flu or a horrible cold. I didn’t have health insurance with my new job yet so I didn’t want to fork out the bill for a doctor so Day and NyQuil it was 🤣 so anyway I’m the type that will stay pretty well hydrated anyway but especially when I’m sick. This time was no different. so I had been in bed most of the day and around 9:30-10:00 pm I just could not sleep and had a burst of energy. I was staying with my mom and dad for the Holliday and mom had her Jeep blocking my Hyundai in and I just had a random craving to go out driving around as the weather was decent and I wanted out of the house so bad after being stuck there for a couple days. so as I mentioned I stay very hydrated when I’m sick because I swear it helps to mend myself up faster. well silly typical me didn’t even think about it and threw on a hoodie and my jeans and boots and just took off without thinking. well I drove about 30 minutes away to my old best friends area and decided to turn around because I started feeling a need to pee and it was growing fast. it was late at night and seemingly everything was closed so I couldn’t just stop somewhere. then of course, in the most unfortunate fashion I get stuck by a slow ass train. it takes over 10 minutes to cross and with me just sitting there thinking about having to pee it just gets worse and worse and worse to the point where I’m squirming with my hand in my crouch and bouncing. FINALLY it’s down and I’m sitting there bouncing enough to where I feel like the car behind could see me, mind you I have a 25 minute drive home at least. k get about 5 minutes downs the road and realize that I’m just flat out not going to be able to make it so I start scouring for solace to stop and to no avail I just don’t and the inevitable happens in my moms Car. I start peeing in my pants and I just. Can’t stop it. I peed for a solid 20 seconds and start to hear it trickle over the edge of the seat and manage to stop it, needless to say I’m just appalled that I just pissed myself in my moms car but I also really have to go still. I manage to make it home the rest of the way squirming and dancing to try not to make any more of a mess and I swear to god the second I step out of the car I lose it and completely flood my jeans.. thank god I was hydrated and my pee didn’t stink I up her car. I did scrub it down in a timely yet snarky manor. anyway here are the pictures from my night ENJOY!
  11. The loud sound just outside the window was akin to a jumpscare, the darkness of the night suddenly lit up as if a lighthouse had shone its sea light across the surface of the window, and just a moment later, a loud crack, akin to the sound of whip, yet a thousand times louder, sounded out in the otherwise silent night sky. Wednesday shuddered, her eyes fluttering open just in time for the second strike, which caused her to jump, hitting her head off of the head rest of her bed. Her noise had been loud enough to wake up her brother in the bed just beside her, and as she looked to her side, she was greeted with two, light green eyes staring straight back at her, which was enough for her to frighten her, and she squealed, the noise emitting only a second before she covered her mouth, her brother immediately trying to shush her. "Shhh! Wednesday, if you wake up mom and dad up.." The two had only just turned eighteen, and routinely, Wednesday had started to wet the bed in turn. Though it was for good reason, she was terrified!! Her and her brother were closeted transgenders, and that meant that..the longer they left coming out, the higher the risk that they wouldn’t be able to fix what they felt was wrong with them. And that was a feeling like no other, one akin to a ship sinking. She bit her lip as she tried to lay back down to sleep. But she couldn’t, it was hard, and her nightmares were only getting worse recently. Every-time she closed her eyes, she could see the stuff of actual nightmares, and it was scary, terrifying even. Austin looked over, and with a swift movement, had slipped out of his duvet, and was picking out his makeup kit from under his bed. "I…it’s late, so you haven’t got long, but…i know how much you love doing it, and that it helps you calm down, so." With a swift hand, she placed it down on Wednesday’s bedside drawer. It was funny, actually. Austin had helped her pick her name, after a lot of thinking and arguments about if it was, what they knew it was. And she had always loved one girl who seemed to be able to do it all, fearless, unafraid of the future. Wednesday Addams. Her parents, in her thoughts, should’ve already known, after all, they’d knew since they were just kids that something was wrong, and their parents should’ve realised what was up when they both ran in opposite directions on their joint birthday. When Austin ran towards the trucks and action figures, no one batted an eye. 'She’ll be a tough girl, that one!' 'Ooh, she’s a bit of a tomboy, isn’t she Larry?' But no, when Wednesday ran towards the barbie dolls and dresses, everyone lost their shit. She shuddered at the memory, and the aftermath of all that happened, she hated her past, with a growing passion, and didn’t like thinking about it. And so she sat there, fitting her makeup on as she quietly hummed along to Lady Gaga’s 'Just Dance'. Morning came soon enough, and for the third night in a row, she woke up to the worst thing she could have. A wet bed, sodden to the touch, and her bladder, weak and all but empty. Another nightmare. Another day, more suffering. Getting ready for school was already dysphoric, she had to wear clothes she absolutely despised. Boxers, trousers…But now she had to wear a hoodie to hide her growing hair, just so her parents wouldn’t want to cut it? She truly hated it all, but what else could she do? As she rushed out of the front door, her brother quickly followed her, grabbing her shoulder tightly to turn her around. "Wednesday." He’d say quietly, double checking that he had closed the door, before he looked back, a soft smile crossing his features. "Here." He passed her a necklace, it was soft to touch, and shone in the sunlight, it was a small heart, with the words 'Love you, always.' Engraved crudely across the surface. She hadn't smiled so much in about a year, maybe two. And couldn’t help but hug her brother tightly, being clearly stronger due to biology, she almost crushed him. And then, shoulder to shoulder, together, they walked together, hoping that just maybe, they would be able to survive the last year. Hey everyone!! just thought i’d write a little introductory chapter so i can see what everyone thinks of the new story, i decided to try a different route for this, but i think i did good by introducing the main characters first ❤️ if people want more, the next chapter will be longer and way more content filled, love you all!! Enjoy!
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  13. Hey everyone I decided to have a go at writing a little story about two girls exploring their different fetishes involving omorashi. It just so happens they are new stepmom and stepdaughter. This story was created with the help of AI. Please excuse spelling errors and some choppy sentences. Please let me know what you think of the story, and let me know your ideas for what should happen next! I hope you enjoy. _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ {Chapter 1} "Kaylee I told you we have to leave in 10 minutes! Why are you still in bed?" Her step mother asked. "Didn't you hear me say that? Get up and get dressed!" She yelled out again as she walked past the door of Kaylee's room. Kaylee rolled out of bed and sighed. She really didn't want to go on this trip with her step mom. Ever since her dad remarried a year ago, things haven't been the same. Plus her Dad got a promotion, and was traveling all the time. She felt like she barely got to see him. She didn't like her new step mom all that much. In fact, she hated her. And now they were going on a girls trip together. Her step mom said it was to help them bond. Whatever that means. Kaylee stepped into the bathroom and took off all her clothes. She sat on the toilet and began to pee. Urine splashed loudly against the bowl. She could smell her urine as it splashed in the water. The sound of the stream hitting the bowl echoed throughout the bathroom. Finally her stream stopped and she wiped herself. She stood up and flushed. She paused to check herself out in the bathroom mirror. She was a cute little redhead with big blue eyes. Her skin was pale, and had some freckles scattered around her face. She had a small frame with little boobs and a nice tight ass. Her legs and feet were also very beautiful; long slender legs and tiny toes with painted pink nails. She felt pretty good about how she looked. Kaylee began brushing her teeth when suddenly there was a knock at the door. It was her stepmom. "Come on honey. Hurry up!" Kaylee couldn't believe what she just heard. Did she seriously call her 'honey'? Kaylee rolled her eyes and finished brushing her teeth. She fixed her hair into a ponytail and changed into her outfit. She slid on her white panties and bra. Next she buttoned her jean shorts and put on a white tank top. Finally she slid her flip flops on her cute feet. Kaylee grabbed her bags she packed the night before and headed down stairs. When she reached the bottom floor, she noticed her step mom waiting for her angrily in the kitchen, with breakfast was sitting on the table. "I told you to hurry up! What is wrong with you? We need to be out of here by 7:30!" Kaylee opened the fridge and pulled out an orange juice carton. She poured her juice and then took a sip. "Sorry," She said as she gulped down the rest of the juice. "No, you disobeyed me. I'm going to punish you. Her step mom said in a cold voice. Kaylee was confused. Is she serious? "What do you mean?" Her step mom stood up and walked over to her. "Give me your phone." "What!? No way!" Kaylee said angrily. "You can either give me your phone or I'll call your dad." Her step mom threatened. Kaylee was shocked. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She knew what would happen if her dad found out. He'd ground her, or even spank her when he got home from his trip. But she couldn't let that happen. She handed her step mom her phone without saying anything. "Now hurry and eat your breakfast. We're leaving in ten minutes." "You're the worst! You know I don't like you, Sandra!" Kaylee said angrily. Her step mother's eyes narrowed in anger. "I know you don't like me, but I punish you for your own good. I'm hoping our trip will help us with our relationship. Now finish eating your breakfast." Kaylee ate quickly while her step mom watched. Kaylee's step mom Sandra was a beautiful lady. She had long black hair and bright green eyes. Her body was perfect. She wasn't skinny but she also didn't have any fat on her. Her breasts were big and firm, although not overly large. Her waist was slim and her ass was round and full. Her pussy was shaved and pretty. Her legs and feet were also absolutely gorgeous. Her body often made Kaylee jealous of how amazing she looked compared to Kaylee's small figure. Kaylee finished her breakfast and downed another glass of orange juice. She got up and gathered all her stuff. Her step mom followed behind her. "Wait a minute," Sandra said. "Yes?" Kaylee replied. "You should probably pee before we leave. "I thought you wanted me to hurry?" Kaylee said annoyed. "I don't plan on stopping for a while, so you might want to use the bathroom." "No thanks, I'll be fine." Kaylee said annoyed. Sandra glared at her. "Whatever. I'm just trying to help." She turned around and walked out the front door. Kaylee grabbed her bags and followed behind her. "We have a long drive ahead of us. The gps says 13 hours." Her step mom explained. "You expect me to ride with you in the car without my phone for 13 hours!?" Kaylee asked angrily. "Yes, Now get in." Kaylee climbed into the back seat. Her step mom got in and then started up the engine. They drove out of her driveway and onto the road. Thee two sat in the car silently while they drove. Kaylee was furious that her step mom wouldn't let her use her phone. How was she supposed to go 13 hours without it?
  14. I recently had a a seven hour drive to a skiing trip and inspired by this lovely post here I decided to also give this naughty fun a try and not make any restroom stops on the way there. 😁 I put my new snowpants on over my blue jeans and shorts and got in the car. As I had not tested them before I also sat on a towel, in case they would not hold for the entire trip. Then I headed off to the highway. I had a couple of coffees this morning but not too many as I did not want to soak them entirely right at the start. After half an hour or so, I pulled over to the right lane. I figured that peeing my pants while going 130mph might not be the safest way to drive. So I put on cruise control, relaxed and let go for the first time. Wow, that really felt sooo good with the warm pee spreading in my croch and down to my back. Before the stream reached my knees, I stopped and let it soak in for a while. The material of the snowpants is really amazing. Keeps the warmth and wetness but not showing anything on the outside. And it feels really good and squishy when they are soaked and I press my thighs together. I repeated that every half an hour or so and drank a lot of water in between. I had lots of naughty fun and could hardly keep my hands from me while driving.😉 I just made one break to get some gas. But I did not use the restroom. I just walked around a bit and peed some more this time until the first drops came out at the legs. The snowpants did a remarkable job in keeping all the wetness inside. The only weekness seems to be around the zipper, where a larger dark spot appeared and also caused a little stain on my polo shirt (you see it a bit on the second picture). But that could be easily covered when I checked in at the hotel. Needless to say that when I arrived at my room, first thing I did was help me to an explosive orgasm. Afterwards I emptied the rest of my bladder into my pants. That was an amazing ride. The inner layers had completely changed color by the time I arrived. Luckily I made some pictures on the road. Thanks again for the naughty inspiration 😉
  15. This is my second story that was generated by ChatGPT with just a few prompts by me. My only prompts were that they were to be a mother and daughter stuck in traffic and that they were both upset and started to slowly pee in their pants as they were stuck in traffic. I also wanted the daughter to beg the mother to pull over even though she knew it couldn't do it because of the traffic. I first wanted it told form the mothers perspective. So after I prompted it to be told from the mother's perspective, I then told it to retell the story from the daughters perspective. This thing is scary how good it is at what it does. I tried a couple more tweaks but it eventually got flagged for content violation as well . So I don't want to do this again in case I get banned from using the platform for continuous violations. Mother's Perspective I was driving home from work, stuck in traffic as usual. My daughter was in the back seat, and she had been begging me to pull over for the past half hour. I had been on the road for hours and was starting to feel a growing sense of urgency myself. I tried to ignore it, but it was getting harder and harder to concentrate on the road. I crossed my legs and clenched my muscles, hoping that would hold it in, but it was no use. As I sat in the car, I could feel the pressure building between my legs. At the same time, my daughter was crying and pleading with me to let her use the bathroom. I knew that we were stuck in traffic and there was nowhere to pull over, but I couldn't stand to hear her cry anymore. At first, it was just a few small leaks, but as the traffic slowed to a crawl, it turned into shorter spurts. I tried to stop it, but it was no use. I could feel the wetness spreading down my legs and soaking into my underwear. I tried to hold it in, but it was too late. I could feel the gentle stream turning into longer spurts, and then finally into a loud, hard hissing in my jeans. I was mortified and couldn't believe this was happening to me. I was stuck in the car, surrounded by other drivers, with no way to escape the embarrassing situation. At the same time, my daughter couldn't hold it anymore either. She started crying harder and yelling that she had to go to the bathroom. And then, just like me, she started peeing loudly into her jeans. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to crawl under a rock and hide. By the time the traffic started moving again, it was all over. Both my daughter and I had accidently peed in our pants and were beyond embarrassed. We were both uncomfortable and couldn't wait to get home and change out of our wet clothes. I was so humiliated that I didn't even want to think about what anyone else might have seen or heard. As I drove the rest of the way home, I couldn't believe what had just happened. I had always been so careful about using the bathroom, and I had never had an accident like this before. And to have it happen in front of my daughter made it even worse. We were both sad and embarrassed, and we just wanted to forget about it as soon as possible. Daughter's Perspective I was in the back seat of the car, stuck in traffic with my mom. I had been begging her to pull over for the past half hour, but she kept telling me that we were stuck in traffic and there was nowhere to go. I had to go to the bathroom really badly, and I was starting to feel a growing sense of urgency. I tried to hold it in, but it was no use. As we sat in the car, I could feel the pressure building between my legs. I was crying and pleading with my mom to let me use the bathroom, but she just kept telling me to hold on. I knew that we were stuck in traffic and there was nowhere to pull over, but I couldn't hold it in anymore. At first, it was just a few small leaks, but as the traffic slowed to a crawl, it turned into shorter spurts. I tried to stop it, but it was no use. I could feel the wetness spreading down my legs and soaking into my underwear. I tried to hold it in, but it was too late. I started crying harder and yelling that I had to go to the bathroom. And then, just like my mom, I started peeing loudly into my jeans. I was mortified and couldn't believe this was happening to me. I was stuck in the car, surrounded by other drivers, with no way to escape the embarrassing situation. By the time the traffic started moving again, it was all over. Both my mom and I had accidently peed in our pants and were beyond embarrassed. We were both uncomfortable and couldn't wait to get home and change out of our wet clothes. I was so humiliated that I didn't even want to think about what anyone else might have seen or heard.
  16. So I don't normally post any stories but I was really inspired by @peehour, wherever he is now, as I truly enjoyed his stories, writing style, characters and themes. Since his stories have all been removed (if anyone has them, please share them again as they were fun reads) and I'm eagerly waiting to read more from other wonderful writers here, @knockonthedoor (The Family Habit and I Think My Boss Needs to Pee) and @pinkelpeter (The Omorashi Missionary and The Hannah Chronicles). I decided to give a go at it, but unfortunately my writing isn't at a level I am proud of, so I've used AI to help create the story. I wanted to create a story of a girl having an accident at first but learning to love it and doing it on purpose afterwards. Yeah I'm a sucker for girls wearing certain clothing items. I don't expect this will be a hit but I also suspect that the AI developers will likely start blocking stories like this in the future (I'm definitely flagged for making the AI test adult themes), so I want to take advantage of it while I can. And because the AI doesn't allow explicit content, the story ends up being tame in nature but I was still impressed, even though there are signs of my own writing being passed through and repetition from the lack of data on the AI's part. DISCLAIMER: All characters in this story are fictional (regardless of names or who you think they may be inspired by), the situations are fictional, and the output is done by AI. I will not show the prompts I used to generate the story since that causes confusion but I hope you enjoy the story as much as I did. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Story of Tisha - Chapter 1 - Tisha's Traffic Accident Tisha was a young, petite and slender Asian woman with long black hair and piercing brown eyes. She was dressed in a white blouse, paired with light blue skinny jeans that hugged her curves perfectly. She had on a pair of knee high black leather boots, which made her feel confident and stylish as she walked around the office. It was a Friday afternoon and Tisha was eager to start her weekend. She packed up her belongings and headed towards the door, filling up her water bottle on the way out. As she got in her car and started driving home, she didn't expect to run into heavy traffic. As she sat in the car, Tisha drank her water to pass the time. But as she continued to drink, she started to feel the need to pee. Tisha had never had an accident as an adult and she didn't want to start now. She tried to hold it for as long as she could, but with no exits in sight and no places to stop, she was running out of options. As a last resort, Tisha allowed herself to leak a little pee in order to relieve the pressure. This helped for a little while, but her need to pee only continued to increase. She started to lose control, releasing a little more than she intended with each squeeze of her bladder. She could feel the wetness spreading in her jeans, and when she looked down, she saw a dark wet spot on the crotch of her light blue jeans. Tisha hoped that she would make it home in time, but as the traffic showed no signs of moving, she knew she was running out of time. She clamped her legs together tight, trying her best to hold it. She tightened her grip on the steering wheel as she clenched every muscle in her body to hold it in. But it was no use. Her pee came out in pulses until it became an uncontrollable stream, wetting her jeans and filling her lap with warmth. Tisha felt a mix of shame and another feeling she couldn't quite describe as she realized she had accidentally wet herself. But at the same time, she felt a sense of relief that the pressure had finally been released. She looked down at her jeans, now completely soaked with pee, and the large puddle between her legs. Tisha didn't want to stop at any public bathrooms to hide what she had done, so she decided to drive until she was home. But less than half an hour later, her need to pee was back and stronger than ever. She blamed herself for drinking so much water and squeezed her legs together again, fighting the urge to pee. But she knew it was pointless to hold it any longer. She gave up and let herself pee in her jeans again, feeling relieved as the warm liquid filled her lap and pooled between her thighs. As she drove the rest of the way home, Tisha couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement at the thought of purposely wetting herself. She brushed it off, eager to get home and change into dry clothes. But deep down, she knew that this was a feeling she would have to explore further.
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  18. So my friends and I like to drink. One particular friend drinks a lottttt and has a history of driving drunk unfortunately:( we all take this shit super serious and will litterally track her down or call the cops if we suspect she’s driving drunk but we don’t always catch it. Which I know is terrible… ok! Back to my story. so this weekend another gf of mine *** Baily**calls and says she’s looking for **claudia** (biggggg booty, bbl body type huge fake boobs and she’s Latina. About 26.) and hasn’t heard from her since she got home from work and that she went to her condos to see if her car was theee and my friends car WAS there with the door open and parked terribly. So my Baily gets in to grab the keys and purse that was also very obviously sitting in her unlocked car, and Bailys butt was soaked. So she jumped out and realized her wholes butt of her jeans was now wet.. Claudia had completely pissed her drivers seat at some point when she drove home. I mean Baily said that it was completely soaked and had me on FaceTime… trying to be nonchalant I was like let me see!! And the seat was soaked, along with the floor boards. so I instantly run to Instagram and see what outfit she had on while she probably peed her pants, it was black tights and a white skirt and a Christmas sweater. Turns out she got off work, stopped at a bar with coworkers and got blacked out and yeah. She must have been holding a long time though cause that looked like so much peeeee🥰😍 even tho the situation is terrible! I was turned on and touched myself as soon as we hung up. I have a ton more story’s like this with her haha she’s known in our friend group for getting blacked out and pissing her pants often. I also happened to have the pleasure of eating her out a few years ago when we first met when we were both drunk and she tasted like peee, which turned me on so much. I licked her and we sizzered. I came the fastest i ever have with another female, which is saying a lot cause I normally already orgasm quick when I’m with other woman,but this time as you can imagine my kitty was throbbing after tasting her drunken leak. I think about that often lol.
  19.  Tell me a story about a young woman who fails at peeing in a bottle but she can't stop and it overflows 2 / 2 There once was a young woman named Sarah who was on a long road trip with her friends. After several hours of driving, Sarah realized she needed to pee but the nearest rest stop was still an hour away. Frustrated and desperate, Sarah grabbed a water bottle from the backseat and decided to try to pee in it. She fumbled with the cap, trying to open it while still maintaining her modesty. After several failed attempts, she finally managed to open the cap and started to pee. But the bottle was small and she couldn't control the flow. Before she knew it, the bottle was overflowing and urine was spilling onto her lap and the car seat. Her friends were horrified and started laughing uncontrollably. Sarah felt humiliated and embarrassed. She quickly grabbed some napkins and tried to clean up the mess, but it was too late. The rest of the road trip was filled with awkward silences and Sarah couldn't shake the embarrassment of her failed attempt at peeing in a bottle. She vowed to never try it again and to always plan ahead for restroom breaks. -------+  Tell me a story about a young woman who fails at peeing in a bottle but she can't stop and it overflows 2 / 2 Once upon a time, in a small town on the outskirts of the city, there lived a young woman named Lucy. Lucy was a bright and ambitious young woman who was determined to succeed in her chosen career as a musician. One day, Lucy was traveling on a long road trip with her bandmates when she realized that she desperately needed to pee. She looked around and saw that there was no bathroom in sight, so she grabbed a nearby bottle and tried to pee in it. But despite her best efforts, Lucy just couldn't seem to hit the mark. She squirmed and squiggled and strained, but still the urine just kept missing the bottle and splashing onto the floor of the car. As she continued to try and pee, the bottle began to overflow and the stench of urine filled the air. Her bandmates looked on in horror as they realized what was happening, but there was nothing they could do to stop it. Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, Lucy finally managed to stop the flow of urine and the car was filled with a sense of relief. But the damage had been done and the car was now a mess, and Lucy was left feeling humiliated and embarrassed. Despite her best efforts, Lucy had failed at peeing in a bottle and she couldn't stop the flow of urine. It was a lesson she would never forget, and she vowed to always be more careful and prepared in the future. --+++  Tell me a detailed story about a young woman in college who can't wait in line for the bathroom and has to stand up and pee at a urinal after she leaks in line 2 / 2 There was once a young woman named Samantha who was a freshman in college. She was a bit on the shy side and was having a difficult time adjusting to college life. One day, she was walking around campus with her friends when she suddenly felt the urge to use the bathroom. As they approached the bathroom, she noticed that there was a long line of girls waiting to use the stalls. She didn't want to wait in line and decided to take a chance and use the men's bathroom instead. As she entered the bathroom, she noticed that there were no stalls, only urinals. She hesitated for a moment, but her need to go was too urgent to wait any longer. She quickly walked over to a urinal and stood up to pee. At first, she was nervous and self-conscious, but as she relieved herself, she realized that it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. She finished up and washed her hands before exiting the bathroom. As she walked out, she noticed that she had leaked a little bit on the floor in the line for the women's bathroom. She felt embarrassed and ashamed, but she was grateful that she had been able to use the men's bathroom and avoid an accident. From then on, she made a point to always check the men's bathroom if there was a long line for the women's. She learned to be more confident and assertive in situations where she needed to use the bathroom, even if it meant stepping out of her comfort zone. -----  Tell me a detailed story about a young woman in college who can't wait in line for the bathroom and has to stand up and pee at a urinal after she leaks in line 2 / 2 As a young woman in college, Sarah was always on the go. She was involved in several extracurricular activities, worked part-time at a local coffee shop, and took a full load of classes. This meant that she was constantly running from one place to another, and didn't always have time to stop and use the bathroom when she needed to. One day, Sarah was rushing to a meeting on campus when she suddenly felt the urgent need to go to the bathroom. She quickly made her way to the nearest restroom, but was dismayed to find a long line of other students waiting to use the facilities. Sarah tried to hold it, but the pressure was too great. She could feel a warm sensation spreading between her legs as she leaked urine into her underwear. She knew she had to do something quickly, or she would end up with a wet spot on her pants. Desperate, Sarah decided to take a chance and go into the men's room. She was nervous and embarrassed, but she didn't have any other options. She quickly made her way to a urinal, trying to avoid making eye contact with any of the other guys who were in there. Sarah was relieved when she finally got to go, but she couldn't help feeling embarrassed and humiliated. She knew she had to be more careful in the future and make sure she had time to use the bathroom before she really needed to go. -------  Tell me a detailed story about a squirming young woman in college who can't wait in line for the bathroom and has to stand up and pee somewhere else after she leaks in line. 3 / 3 As she stood in line for the bathroom, squirming and shifting her weight from one foot to the other, the young woman could feel a sense of panic rising inside her. She had been holding it in for what felt like hours, but in reality it had only been a few minutes. But the line wasn't moving, and she could feel her bladder starting to give out. Desperate, she looked around for an alternative. But the crowded college campus offered little in the way of privacy. She could see the disgusted looks on the faces of the other students in line as they noticed her fidgeting and squirming. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She stood up straight, ignoring the whispers and stares of the other students, and walked over to the nearest trash can. She lifted the lid and, with a sigh of relief, let her urine flow into the can. As she finished, she could feel the weight of her embarrassment and shame. She knew that she had just made a huge mistake, and she didn't know how she was going to face the other students in line after this. But she didn't have time to dwell on it. She quickly closed the lid of the trash can, wiped herself clean, and hurried back to her dorm room, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone. She spent the rest of the day in her room, feeling mortified and humiliated. She knew that she had let herself down, and she didn't know how she was going to face the other students in line again. But as the days passed, she gradually started to come to terms with what had happened. She realized that she had made a mistake, but that it was a mistake that anyone could have made in her situation. And she decided to put the incident behind her, and to focus on moving forward and making the most of her college experience. She learned from her mistake, and made sure to always have a plan in place in case she ever found herself in a similar situation again. -----  Tell me a detailed story about a squirming young woman in college who can't wait in line for the bathroom and has to stand up and pee somewhere else after she leaks in line. 3 / 3 It was a typical Friday night on the campus of State University, and Samantha was out with her friends at a popular bar near their dorms. After a few drinks, she was feeling the urge to use the restroom, but the line for the ladies' room was impossibly long. Samantha shifted from one foot to the other, trying to hold it as long as possible, but after a few minutes, she could feel a warm sensation between her legs. She had leaked a little bit and was now frantically trying to find a place to go. She looked around and saw that there was a small alcove next to the bar, hidden from view by a few plants. It looked like the perfect spot for her to sneak in and relieve herself. She quickly made her way over there, careful not to draw attention to herself. Once inside the alcove, Samantha pulled down her jeans and underwear and squatted down, letting out a sigh of relief as she began to pee. She felt a little embarrassed that she was doing this in public, but the urge was too strong to hold it any longer. As she finished up, she heard someone coming into the alcove and quickly stood up, trying to pull up her pants as quickly as possible. It was her friend Sarah, who had noticed her absence from the line and had come to check on her. "Samantha, what are you doing in here?" Sarah asked, looking shocked and concerned. "I...I couldn't hold it any longer," Samantha stammered, feeling her face flush with embarrassment. "The line was just too long and I didn't want to leak in front of everyone." Sarah shook her head, but didn't seem too upset. "Well, next time, just wait it out. Or go before we leave the dorms. You don't want to be caught standing up to pee in public like that." Samantha nodded, feeling sheepish. She vowed to be more prepared in the future and avoid any more awkward bathroom situations. ----  Tell me a detailed story about a squirming young woman in college who can't wait in line for the bathroom and has to stand up and pee in a sink after she leaks in line. 4 / 4 It was a typical Friday night at the college bar, and Sarah was out with her friends. She had been drinking heavily and was feeling the effects of it. As the night went on, she started to feel an urgent need to use the bathroom. She made her way to the line for the ladies' room, but it was incredibly long. She fidgeted and squirmed, trying to hold it in as best she could. But as the minutes ticked by, she could feel herself starting to leak. She didn't want to make a mess on the floor, so she looked around for another option. That's when she saw the sink in the corner of the room. She quickly made her way over to it and lifted up her dress. She braced herself against the wall and started to pee into the sink. As she was doing this, a group of guys walked into the room and saw her. They started laughing and making crude comments. Sarah was humiliated, but she couldn't stop herself from peeing in the sink. She was so desperate to go that she didn't care about the embarrassment. Finally, she finished and quickly grabbed a handful of paper towels to clean up the mess. She was still squirming and uncomfortable, but at least she had managed to go without making a bigger mess on the floor. She made her way back to her friends, feeling embarrassed and ashamed. She knew she had made a fool of herself, but she couldn't help it. She was a squirming young woman in college who just couldn't wait in line for the bathroom. ++++  Tell me a detailed story about a squirming young woman in college who can't wait in line for the bathroom and has to stand up and pee in a sink after she leaks in line. 4 / 4 It was a bustling Friday night at the college campus and Sarah, a young and eager sophomore, was out with her friends at a popular bar near campus. The night was going great and Sarah was having a blast dancing and laughing with her friends. As the night went on, however, Sarah started feeling the need to use the bathroom. She waited in line for what felt like an eternity, but the line just wouldn't budge. Sarah tried her best to hold it, but after a few minutes she could feel herself starting to leak. She was mortified and knew she couldn't wait any longer. With no other options, Sarah quickly stood up and darted towards the nearest bathroom. She burst through the door and saw a small line of girls waiting for the stalls. Desperate and embarrassed, Sarah ran to the nearest sink and quickly pulled down her jeans. She squirmed and fidgeted as she tried to aim her stream into the sink, but she was so nervous that she ended up splashing water everywhere. The other girls in the bathroom looked at her in shock and disgust, but Sarah didn't care. She was just relieved to finally be able to go. After finishing up, Sarah quickly cleaned up the mess and rushed out of the bathroom, her face flushed with embarrassment. She didn't want to stick around and face the judgment of the other girls. Sarah was mortified and vowed to never put herself in that situation again. She made sure to always plan ahead and find a bathroom before she really needed one. She also learned to be more patient and wait in line, even if it meant missing out on some of the fun. ----+ Open sidebar  Tell me a detailed story about a squirming young woman in college who can't wait in line for the bathroom and has to stand up and pee in a sink after she leaks in line. She gets interrupted but can't stop. 5 / 5 The squirming young woman, named Sarah, was in the middle of a busy college campus on a hot summer day. She had been in class all morning and her bladder was full to bursting. She rushed to the nearest bathroom, eager to relieve herself, but was met with a long line of other students also needing to use the facilities. Sarah couldn't wait any longer and began shifting from one foot to the other, trying to hold it in. But the pressure was too much and she felt a warm sensation between her legs as she leaked in line. Panicked and embarrassed, Sarah looked around for another option. She spotted a sink in a nearby hallway and quickly made her way over to it. She stood on her tiptoes and lifted her skirt, relieving herself into the sink as discreetly as possible. Just as she was finishing up, a group of her classmates walked by and saw her standing there. Sarah's face turned bright red and she quickly pulled down her skirt, trying to act casual. "Hey, what are you doing?" one of her classmates asked, confused. Sarah frantically tried to come up with a lie but the urine was still flowing and she couldn't stop. "Uh, just washing my hands," she stammered, trying to maintain her composure. Her classmates exchanged skeptical glances but didn't push the issue. Sarah quickly finished up and washed her hands in the sink, avoiding eye contact with anyone. She couldn't believe how embarrassing the situation had become and vowed to never let herself get in that situation again. --- Open sidebar  Tell me a long detailed story about group of young college girls have a pee holding contest over the course of 48 hours, scoring leaks as points. The girl with the smallest number and the dryest pants wins! 2 / 2 It was a hot summer day and a group of young college girls were hanging out by the pool at their dorm. They were bored and looking for something to do, when one of them suggested they have a pee holding contest. The rules were simple: each girl had to hold their pee for as long as possible without letting any leaks out. Any leaks would be scored as points and the girl with the smallest number and the dryest pants at the end of 48 hours would be declared the winner. The girls were excited and eager to start the contest. They each grabbed a bottle of water and started chugging, trying to fill their bladders as much as possible. As the hours passed, the girls started to feel the urge to pee. They would cross their legs and hold themselves, trying to hold it in for as long as possible. Some of them started to leak, but they quickly grabbed a towel or a piece of clothing to absorb the urine and prevent it from scoring points. By the end of the first day, the girls were starting to feel the strain of holding their pee for so long. They were uncomfortable and in pain, but they didn't want to give up and lose the contest. On the second day, the girls were barely able to move or even stand up. They were hunched over and constantly shifting, trying to relieve the pressure on their bladders. Some of them were leaking uncontrollably, but they still refused to give up. Finally, after 48 hours of holding their pee, the girls were ready to declare a winner. They all gathered around and counted up their points, with the girl who had the smallest number and the driest pants declared the winner. She was exhausted and sore, but also proud and happy to have won the pee holding contest. The other girls congratulated her and then quickly went to the bathroom to relieve themselves, finally able to pee after two long days of holding it in. --++++  Tell me a long detailed story about group of young college girls have a pee holding contest over the course of 48 hours, scoring leaks as points. The girl with the smallest number and the dryest pants wins! Once upon a time, a group of young college girls decided to have a pee holding contest. The rules were simple: each girl would try to hold in their urine for as long as possible over the course of 48 hours, and the one who was able to hold it in the longest without any leaks would be declared the winner. The girls were all excited to participate and they eagerly counted down the hours until the contest began. When the time finally came, they all took their positions and began the challenge. At first, it was easy for the girls to hold it in. They chatted with each other and laughed about the silly contest, trying to take their minds off of the need to pee. But as the hours passed, the urge to go became harder and harder to ignore. Some of the girls tried to distract themselves by reading books or playing games on their phones, but the pressure on their bladders was becoming too intense to ignore. One by one, they began to succumb to the urge and inevitably had to give in to the call of nature. Each time a girl had a leak, it was carefully noted by the others and added to her score. By the end of the first day, some of the girls had racked up quite a few points, while others had managed to hold it in relatively well. As the second day of the contest began, the girls were starting to feel the effects of their full bladders. Some of them were fidgeting in their seats, while others were crossing their legs and trying to hold on for dear life. But despite their best efforts, the girls continued to have leaks and their scores continued to rise. By the end of the 48 hours, it was clear that the winner of the contest was the girl who had managed to hold it in the longest without any leaks. She was declared the champion, and the other girls congratulated her on her impressive feat. As they all went their separate ways, they couldn't help but joke about the strange and silly contest they had just participated in. But deep down, they all knew that it had been a fun and memorable experience that they would never forget. -----  Tell me a long detailed story about group of young college girls have a pee holding contest over the course of 48 hours, scoring leaks as points. The girl with the smallest number and the dryest pants wins! Once upon a time, a group of young college girls decided to have a pee holding contest to see who could hold their pee the longest. The rules of the contest were simple: each girl had to drink as much water as possible and then refrain from using the bathroom for as long as they could. Leaks were scored as points, and the girl with the smallest number of points and the driest pants at the end of 48 hours would be declared the winner. The contest began early on a Friday morning, and the girls started chugging water as soon as they woke up. By the time they had finished breakfast, they were all feeling quite bloated and uncomfortable. Despite this, they were determined to win the contest and kept on drinking water throughout the day. As the hours passed, the girls began to feel the effects of their full bladders. Some of them started to squirm and fidget in their seats, while others tried to distract themselves by chatting with their friends or focusing on their studies. But no matter what they did, the urge to pee only grew stronger. By the end of the first day, several of the girls had already leaked a few drops and were starting to fall behind in the contest. But the two front-runners, Sarah and Emily, had managed to hold on and were still going strong. The second day of the contest was even more challenging than the first. The girls were now so full of water that they could barely move, and the pressure on their bladders was almost unbearable. Some of them started to experience stomach cramps and other discomfort, but they refused to give up. As the hours ticked by, the girls continued to hold on, even as the urge to pee became almost overwhelming. Finally, after 48 hours of intense strain, the contest came to an end. Sarah and Emily were both declared the winners, as they had managed to hold on the longest without leaking. They were both awarded a prize for their impressive feat, and the other girls congratulated them on their victory. In the end, the pee holding contest was a challenging but rewarding experience for all of the girls. They had pushed their bodies to the limit and learned a lot about their own endurance and determination. And despite the discomfort and difficulty, they all had a great time and were eager to do it again in the future. ++++++  Tell me a long detailed story about group of young college girls have a pee holding contest over the course of 48 hours, scoring leaks as points. The girl with the smallest number and the dryest pants wins! Once upon a time, a group of young college girls decided to have a pee holding contest. The rules were simple: they would go about their normal routine over the course of 48 hours, but they would try not to go to the bathroom at all. Whenever they felt the urge to pee, they had to resist and hold it in. The girl who was able to hold it the longest and avoid any "accidents" would be the winner. The girls were all excited about the contest and couldn't wait to get started. They decided to keep track of their progress by scoring "points" whenever they leaked a little bit of urine. The girl with the smallest number of points at the end of the 48 hours would be declared the winner. As the contest got underway, the girls found it surprisingly difficult to hold in their urine for such a long time. Some of them started to feel bloated and uncomfortable, and it was all they could do to focus on their studies or other activities without thinking about their full bladders. But despite the challenges, the girls were determined to see the contest through to the end. They drank plenty of water to keep themselves hydrated, but avoided caffeine and other diuretics that might make them need to go to the bathroom more often. As the hours ticked by, the girls grew more and more uncomfortable. Some of them started to feel a little lightheaded, and others developed a dull ache in their lower abdomen. But they gritted their teeth and pushed through the discomfort, determined to outlast their competitors and emerge victorious. By the time the 48 hours were up, the girls were exhausted and relieved to finally be able to go to the bathroom. They eagerly counted up their points to see who had scored the lowest, and to their surprise, the winner was a girl named Emily who had managed to hold it in for the entire duration of the contest without leaking even once. The other girls were amazed by Emily's feat, and they congratulated her on her victory. As they went to the bathroom to finally relieve themselves, they all agreed that it had been an interesting and challenging experience, but that they were glad it was over. In the end, the pee holding contest had brought the girls closer together and taught them the importance of determination and perseverance. And they all agreed that they would never, ever do something like that again! &&&&&&& Open sidebar ! Tell me a story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. Her boyfriend only agrees if she will make out with him until it's her turn. She leaks a few times before the bathroom door opens This content may violate our content policy. If you believe this to be in error, please submit your feedback — your input will aid our research in this area. ! Once upon a time, there was a young woman named Samantha who was a college student. She was out with her boyfriend, Alex, at a party on campus, and they were having a great time. But as the night went on, Samantha started to feel like she needed to use the bathroom. She asked Alex if he would mind waiting in line for her so that she could use the bathroom when it was his turn, but he didn't want to do it. Samantha pleaded with him, telling him that she really needed to go and that she was afraid she might wet herself if she didn't use the bathroom soon. But Alex still refused, saying that he didn't want to wait in line and that it wasn't his problem if she needed to use the bathroom. Feeling desperate, Samantha begged him to take her place in line, and finally, after much pleading, Alex agreed. But there was a catch: he would only take her place in line if she would make out with him until it was her turn. Samantha was embarrassed and didn't want to do it, but she was also desperate. So she agreed, and they started making out. But as they were waiting, she could feel herself leaking a little bit, and she was mortified. She kept hoping that the bathroom door would open soon so that she could go and clean herself up. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the bathroom door opened and Alex quickly took her place in line. Samantha rushed into the bathroom and was able to clean herself up. She was so relieved and grateful that Alex had agreed to take her place in line, even though she had to make out with him to get him to do it. After that night, Samantha made sure to always go to the bathroom before leaving her dorm room, so that she wouldn't have to beg anyone to take her place in line again. She learned her lesson the hard way, but at least she had a funny story to tell her friends. &&&&& Open sidebar  Tell me a story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. Her boyfriend only agrees if she will kiss him until it's her turn. She leaks a few times before the bathroom door opens 2 / 2 ! Once upon a time, there was a young woman named Sophia who was in her junior year of college. She was a straight-A student, but she always found herself in the most awkward situations. One day, Sophia was out with her boyfriend, Jake, at a crowded party. She had been drinking, and she felt her bladder getting full. She looked around for the bathroom, but there was a long line of people waiting to use it. Sophia knew she wouldn't be able to hold it much longer, so she begged Jake to take her place in line. He hesitated at first, but then he agreed, but only if she would kiss him until it was her turn. Sophia agreed, and they started making out in line. She tried her best to focus on the kiss, but she couldn't stop thinking about her full bladder. She felt a few drops leak out, and she was mortified. Just when she thought she wouldn't be able to hold it any longer, the bathroom door opened, and Jake rushed inside. Sophia quickly followed him and finally relieved herself. When they came out of the bathroom, Jake teased her about her little accident, but Sophia was too embarrassed to talk about it. She vowed to never drink too much again and to always be prepared for long bathroom lines. The end. &&& Open sidebar  Tell me a story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. Her boyfriend only agrees if she will sit on his lap until it's her turn. She leaks a few times before the bathroom door opens 3 / 3 and she makes a mad dash to the bathroom. As a young woman in college, I had experienced many embarrassing moments, but nothing quite like the time I had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting myself. It was a Friday night and I was at a party with my boyfriend, and we had been dancing and drinking for hours. As the night went on, I started to feel a pressure in my bladder that was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. I tried to hold it in as long as I could, but eventually I knew I couldn't wait any longer. I frantically looked around for the nearest bathroom, but there was a long line of people waiting to use it. Desperate to avoid an embarrassing accident, I approached a guy who was standing near the front of the line and begged him to let me go ahead of him. He looked at me incredulously and asked why I was in such a hurry. I explained my situation and begged him to take pity on me, but he just laughed and said no. Feeling defeated, I turned to my boyfriend for help. He looked at me with a mischievous grin and said, "I'll let you go ahead of me in line, but only if you sit on my lap until it's your turn." I was horrified at the idea, but I knew I didn't have much of a choice. I reluctantly agreed and sat down on his lap, trying to avoid any awkward contact. As we waited, I ¥¥¥¥¥€€€€€ Open sidebar  Tell me a story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. Her boyfriend only agrees if she will sit on his lap until it's her turn. She leaks a few times before the bathroom door opens 3 / 3 and she makes a mad dash to the bathroom. As a young woman in college, I had experienced many embarrassing moments, but nothing quite like the time I had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting myself. It was a Friday night and I was at a party with my boyfriend, and we had been dancing and drinking for hours. As the night went on, I started to feel a pressure in my bladder that was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. I tried to hold it in as long as I could, but eventually I knew I couldn't wait any longer. I frantically looked around for the nearest bathroom, but there was a long line of people waiting to use it. Desperate to avoid an embarrassing accident, I approached a guy who was standing near the front of the line and begged him to let me go ahead of him. He looked at me incredulously and asked why I was in such a hurry. I explained my situation and begged him to take pity on me, but he just laughed and said no. Feeling defeated, I turned to my boyfriend for help. He looked at me with a mischievous grin and said, "I'll let you go ahead of me in line, but only if you sit on my lap until it's your turn." I was horrified at the idea, but I knew I didn't have much of a choice. I reluctantly agreed and sat down on his lap, trying to avoid any awkward contact. As we waited, I could feel my bladder getting fuller and fuller, and I was terrified that I was going to leak. My boyfriend must have noticed my discomfort, because he started rubbing my back and whispering soothing words in my ear, trying to calm me down. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the bathroom door opened and I made a mad dash for it. I barely made it inside before I let out a sigh of relief and quickly took care of business. Looking back, it was definitely one of the most embarrassing moments of my life, but I was grateful to my boyfriend for being there for me and helping me out in a difficult situation. I will never forget the time I had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting myself. $$$$ Open sidebar  Tell me a story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. Her boyfriend only agrees if she will sit on his lap until it's her turn. She leaks a few times before the bathroom door opens 4 / 4 Once upon a time, a young woman named Sarah was in college and had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom. She had been holding it in for hours and knew she couldn't wait much longer. As luck would have it, her boyfriend was standing nearby and heard her plead with the guy in line. He offered to take the guy's place, but only if Sarah would sit on his lap until it was her turn. Sarah was mortified at the thought of sitting on her boyfriend's lap in public, but she knew she had no other choice. She reluctantly agreed and took her place on his lap, trying to hold back the urge to pee. As the minutes ticked by, Sarah could feel herself leaking a little bit. She tried to shift around and hold it in, but it was no use. She was humiliated and worried that her boyfriend would be upset with her. But to her surprise, he only held her tighter and whispered in her ear, "I'm here for you. I don't care if you pee on me, just hold on until the bathroom door opens." Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the bathroom door opened and Sarah rushed in, relieved and grateful for her boyfriend's understanding and support. From that day on, she knew she could count on him to be there for her no matter what. ::::::::  Tell me a story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. Her boyfriend only agrees if she will sit on his lap until it's her turn. She leaks a lot before the door opens 5 / 5 It was a typical Friday night at the college campus, and Lisa was out with her friends at a crowded party. She had been dancing and having a great time, but as the night went on, she realized she needed to use the bathroom. She made her way to the line for the bathroom, but as she got closer, she saw that it was impossibly long. She knew she wouldn't be able to hold it much longer, so she started to panic. Desperate, she turned to her boyfriend, Tim, and begged him to take her place in line. He wasn't thrilled about the idea, but he eventually agreed, only if she would sit on his lap until it was her turn. Lisa quickly agreed and took her spot on Tim's lap, trying to hold it in as long as she could. But as the minutes ticked by, she started to feel a warmth between her legs. She knew she was going to leak, and there was nothing she could do about it. Tim noticed her discomfort and tried to distract her by talking and joking, but Lisa couldn't focus on anything except the urgent need to use the bathroom. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the bathroom door opened and Lisa rushed inside. She quickly took care of business, but as she looked down at her clothes, she saw that she had left a large wet spot on Tim's lap. She was mortified, but Tim just laughed it off and said it was all worth it to see the relief on her face. From then on, Lisa made sure to always go to the bathroom before going to a party, no matter how long the line might be. ?????  Tell me a story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. Her boyfriend only agrees if she will sit on his lap until it's her turn. She leaks a lot before the door opens 6 / 6 Once, during my freshman year of college, I found myself in a desperate situation. I had been out partying with my boyfriend and a few friends, and after a few too many drinks, I realized that I needed to use the bathroom. Unfortunately, the line for the ladies' room was incredibly long, and I knew that if I didn't go soon, I was going to end up wetting myself. So, I did what any desperate young woman would do in that situation. I begged the guy standing in front of me to let me cut in line. At first, he wasn't having it. But after I promised to sit on his lap until it was my turn, he reluctantly agreed. I quickly took my place on his lap, feeling incredibly embarrassed but grateful that I would be able to avoid any embarrassing accidents. As I waited, I could feel the pressure building in my bladder. I tried to hold it in, but I was leaking a little bit. Thankfully, the guy I was sitting on didn't seem to notice, and he even made a few attempts at small talk to distract me from my predicament. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the door to the bathroom opened and I rushed inside. I quickly made my way to the nearest stall and relieved myself, feeling a huge sense of relief. When I emerged from the bathroom, my boyfriend was waiting for me. He gave me a hug and asked if I was okay. I nodded, still feeling a little bit shaken from the experience. "Well, that was definitely a new one," he joked. "I never thought I'd be sitting on some guy's lap just so you could use the bathroom." I laughed nervously, still feeling a little bit embarrassed. But in the end, I was just happy that I had avoided any major mishaps. It just goes to show that sometimes, even in college, you have to do whatever it takes to avoid a messy situation. ***  Tell me a story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. He only agrees if she will sit on his lap until it's her turn. She leaks a lot before the door opens 7 / 7 Once upon a time, there was a young woman named Sophie who was a college student. She was always on the go, rushing from class to class and never taking the time to properly plan her day. One fateful day, she found herself in a crowded lecture hall with a very pressing problem. She needed to use the bathroom, and badly, but the line for the ladies' room was out the door. Sophie knew she couldn't hold it any longer, so she began to frantically look around for any other solution. That's when she spotted a guy standing in line for the men's room. Without hesitation, she approached him and begged him to take his place in line for the bathroom so she could avoid wetting herself. The guy looked at her skeptically, but eventually agreed to her request on one condition: she had to sit on his lap until it was her turn. Sophie didn't want to, but she knew she had no other choice. She reluctantly sat on the guy's lap, feeling extremely embarrassed and uncomfortable. As they waited, Sophie could feel herself leaking more and more, but she didn't dare move or make a sound. She just sat there, trying to hold on as long as she could. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the door to the bathroom opened and Sophie rushed inside. She was relieved to finally be able to use the facilities, but also mortified that she had been forced to beg a guy to take his place in line and sit on his lap. It was a lesson she would never forget: always plan ahead and make time for the things that matter most. @@@@ ! Tell me a long detailed story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. He only agrees if she will sit on his lap until it's her turn. She leaks a lot before the door opens but he asks for her number This content may violate our content policy. If you believe this to be in error, please submit your feedback — your input will aid our research in this area. 8 / 8 ! It was a typical Friday night at the local college bar. The music was blaring and the drinks were flowing. As the night wore on, the line for the bathroom grew longer and longer. Samantha, a young college student, was feeling the effects of the alcohol and knew she needed to use the bathroom soon. She joined the line and waited patiently, but as time passed, she felt her bladder getting fuller and fuller. She started to feel desperate and knew she needed to do something fast. Just then, she spotted a guy standing near the front of the line. She knew she had to act quickly, so she approached him and begged him to let her cut in line. She explained her situation and begged him to take her place in line. The guy hesitated at first, but eventually agreed to let her cut in line. However, he had one condition: she had to sit on his lap until it was her turn. Samantha was hesitant at first, but she knew she had no other choice. She agreed to his terms and sat down on his lap. As she waited, she could feel her bladder getting fuller and fuller. She was terrified that she was going to wet herself right there on the guy's lap. Finally, the door to the bathroom opened and it was her turn. She quickly got up and ran into the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet in time. She sat there for a few moments, feeling relieved and grateful. When she came back out of the bathroom, the guy was still standing there. He asked for her number and she hesitantly gave it to him. She wasn't sure if she wanted to see him again after that embarrassing situation, but she didn't want to be rude. In the end, they ended up going on a few more dates and even became friends. Samantha never forgot that night and the guy who helped her out in her time of need. She was grateful for his kindness and was happy that she was able to avoid a potentially embarrassing situation. ****** Open sidebar  Tell me a long detailed story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. He only agrees if she will sit on his lap until it's her turn. She leaks a lot before the door opens 10 / 10 There was a young woman named Sarah who was a freshman in college. She was out with her friends at a party on campus and had been drinking a little too much. As the night went on, she started feeling the urge to use the bathroom, but the line was extremely long. Sarah tried to hold it in as long as she could, but she could feel herself starting to leak. She was starting to panic, not wanting to wet herself in front of all these people. She looked around and spotted a guy who was standing near the front of the line. Sarah approached him and begged him to let her take his place in line. The guy looked at her skeptically, but after a moment of hesitation, he agreed. However, he had one condition: Sarah had to sit on his lap until it was her turn to use the bathroom. Sarah was mortified, but she didn't have much of a choice. She reluctantly sat on the guy's lap, trying to ignore the fact that her urine was leaking onto his pants. The guy didn't seem to mind though, and he even started to make small talk with her. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the bathroom door opened and Sarah was able to go inside. She quickly relieved herself and washed her hands, feeling incredibly relieved. When she came back out, the guy was still there, waiting for her. Sarah thanked him profusely and tried to make a quick exit, but the guy stopped her. He told her that he had enjoyed sitting with her and asked if she wanted to grab a drink with him. Sarah politely declined, still feeling embarrassed about the whole situation. She went back to her friends, who were all curious about what had happened. Sarah told them the story, and they couldn't stop laughing. It was a funny, embarrassing memory that Sarah would never forget. '''''''' Open sidebar  Tell me a long detailed story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. He only agrees if she will sit on his lap until it's her turn. She leaks a lot before the door opens 13 / 13 As a young college woman, I was always very self-conscious about my body and my needs. I never wanted to draw attention to myself, and I was always very careful to avoid any awkward or embarrassing situations. One day, while attending a crowded party on campus, I found myself in a desperate situation. I had been holding it in for what felt like hours, and I could feel my bladder getting fuller and fuller with each passing minute. I looked around frantically, trying to find a bathroom, but the line was so long that I knew I wouldn't be able to make it in time. I was on the verge of tears, feeling like I was going to wet myself right there in front of everyone. I didn't know what to do, and I was starting to panic. That's when I saw him. He was standing in line for the bathroom, looking bored and uninterested in the party. I didn't know him, but I knew that he was my only hope. I walked up to him, feeling my cheeks burning with embarrassment. "Excuse me," I stammered, "but could you do me a huge favor and let me cut in line in front of you? I really need to use the bathroom, and I don't think I can hold it much longer." He looked at me with a smirk on his face, and I could see the wheels turning in his head. He was obviously enjoying my discomfort, and I knew that he was going to make me pay for his generosity. "Well, I don't know," he said, drawing out the words for dramatic effect. "I was planning on using the bathroom myself, and I'm not sure I want to give up my spot in line. What do you think you could offer me in exchange for letting you go ahead of me?" I swallowed hard, feeling like I was being put on the spot. I didn't want to do anything that would make me feel even more humiliated than I already did, but I also knew that I didn't have much choice. "I-I don't know," I stammered, feeling my face turn red with embarrassment. "What do you want from me?! :(" ******  Tell me a long detailed story about a young woman in college who tells her story about the time she had to beg a guy to take his place in line for the bathroom to avoid wetting herself. He only agrees if she will sit on his lap until it's her turn. She leaks a lot before the door opens Once upon a time, there was a young woman named Sarah who was in her first year of college. She was excited to be on her own and to experience all that college life had to offer. One day, as Sarah was walking to her next class, she suddenly felt a strong urge to use the bathroom. She looked around and saw that the nearest bathroom was down the hall, but there was a long line of people waiting to use it. Sarah didn't want to wait in line, especially since she was already feeling the pressure in her bladder. She looked around and saw a young man standing near the front of the line. Sarah walked up to the young man and said, "Excuse me, but I really need to use the bathroom. Would you mind taking my place in line? I'll be quick, I promise." The young man looked at Sarah with a skeptical expression and said, "I don't know, I've been waiting here a long time. What's in it for me?" Sarah was desperate and didn't want to wait any longer. She said, "Please, I'll do anything. I'll even sit on your lap until it's my turn. Just please let me go ahead of you." The young man thought about it for a moment and then said, "Alright, I'll let you go ahead of me, but you have to do exactly what you said you would." Sarah was relieved and quickly took the young man's place in line. She sat down on his lap and waited anxiously for the bathroom door to open. As she sat there, she could feel herself starting to leak a little bit. She was so embarrassed and hoped that no one would notice. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the bathroom door opened and Sarah quickly got up and ran inside. She barely made it to the toilet before she completely wet herself. Afterwards, Sarah felt so humiliated and couldn't believe that she had had to beg a guy to take her place in line and then wet herself in front of him. She vowed to never let herself get into that situation again. The end. @@@@ The AI broke partway through a couple of them and are incomplete. The AI is also not allowed to make erotic stories.
  20. Part 5 of my series! This one contains a lot of everything.. wetting wise and overarching plot wise! Hope you enjoy this one as always! ♥️ Dont forget to leave your feedback as it really helps 🥰 ———————————————————- - - - “Subjects 7, 9, and 13 have become corrupted.” A scientist in a white lab coat said to another female scientist. “I have noticed.. i almost pissed myself at the sight of them turning. Did you inject them with element 115?” The female scientist asked as she looked at the growling subjects. “Yes, it was even fresh.. just arrived from the meteorite collision site.” The male scientist said. “Doesn’t matter. We need to get rid of them. We.. uhh.. Armix.. already fucked up by accidentally opening the rifts to what people call the backrooms. We cant fuck up again. Our reputation is deteriorating with all these rumors people are accusing us of.” The female scientist said angrily. “Very well, what do you suggest?” The male scientist asked. “Teleport them away. To a secluded area where they can’t hurt anyone.” The female scientist said. “Right away.. How about these woods? They seem abandoned, there’s only a cabin there that apparently no one had set foot in.. in decades.” The male scientist said as he scanned through his monitor. “Right. Send the zombies. Hopefully they’ll stay inert or get attacked by a bear or some wild animal that’ll rid them off for us. We can’t get rid of them in here, and we can’t alert our superiors in the tower that we fucked up again. We need to be discreet. Best solution is to teleport them to where you suggested.” The female scientist said worryingly. “Alright, setting coordinates. Sending in 3.. 2.. 1..” The male scientist said then pressed a red button after his count down. The room flashed in white and suddenly the 3 zombie subjects had disappeared from their holding facilities. “It is done.” The male scientist said as he left the lab followed by the female scientist. - - - On an empty quiet road at night, a car was moving fast. Three girls were inside, ironically dancing and singing along the song ‘Highway to Hell’ loudly. They were heading to a cabin in the woods to spend the weekend. Natalie was on the wheel, she was the mastermind of the weekend plan and the cabin key holder. It was passed to her from her great great grandfather, no one had ever set foot in it since then. So she thought it might be exciting to actually explore and have a cool adventure with her friends. She was 20 years old. She was wearing a navy blue blouse and light blue jeans. Sitting on the passenger seat beside her was Jessie. She was also 20 years old and she wore a beige crop top and Khaki cargo pants. Behind them in the backseat sat Emma. She was a year younger than her friends. She was 19. She wore a white shirt and blue denim short shorts. “Are you sure it’s safe there Nat?” Emma asked her friend from the backseat. “You scared Emz?” Natalie asked with a sarcastic smile. “Uh.. huh.. a little bit. It’s just no one has ever been there since your great great grandfather.” Emma said worryingly. “Pfftt.. Don’t worry about it! It’s gonna be fine!” Natalie said confidently. “I am a little bit worried too Nat, but i have no doubt it’s gonna be a lot of fun! That’s why we chose to go at night in the first place! Scary but more fun!” Jessie said as she looked back at Emma with a smile. “Right.. well are we close yet? I really need to pee and being so nervous is not helping hehe.” Emma said blushingly. “I think we’re like five minutes away! Just hold it girl don’t ruin my car hahaha.” Natalie said with a smirk. Five minutes later they arrived at the cabin. Natalie parked the car and looked at the old wooden cabin. It was intact, but old. “We’re here girls. Go on ahead Emma, i have seen in the old blueprints that there’s a bathroom inside to the left of the entrance. We’ll grab our things and follow you. Take these matches and candles to light up the inside.” Natalie said as she handed Emma the keys and matches. As soon as Emma left the car and started approaching the cabin Natalie looked at Jessie and smiled. “Hey, I have the masks in my backpack! We’ll proceed with our plan! Quickly grab them!” Natalie evilly whispered to Jessie. Jessie grabbed the backpack and took out two realistic zombie masks. She handed one to Natalie and wore one. “Okay what’s the plan Nat?” Jessie asked with an evil giggle. “Listen there’s a backdoor to the cabin, i’ll sneak from behind and you slowly go behind Emma from the main entrance, we’ll scissor her inside and give her the scare of her life!” Natalie said excitedly. “Are you sure it’s a good idea while she’s needing to pee like that? She might piss herself.” Jessie asked. “Well! That’d be even more funny! Come on Jess don’t be a party pooper lets go go go.” Natalie said as she wore the mask then sneaked slowly behind the cabin. Jessie left the car and waited for Emma to open the cabin door so she could follow her inside. Meanwhile, Emma stepped on the creaking wooden porch and unlocked the dusty door with the keys. It was dark and dusty inside. She became more nervous and her need to pee escalated at the sight of the dark cabin. She quickly grabbed her matches and lit a few candles and placed them around so the place would be well lit. She then held her crotch and squirmed a little bit as she looked around for the bathroom door to relieve herself. She made her way towards a closed door thinking it might be the bathroom when suddenly she heard a creaking sound coming from the back. Fear overwhelmed her and her bladder quickly twinged. She decided to ignore the sound for now until she pees. But the sound did not ignore her. The creaking sound became louder. It turned into slowly approaching footsteps. Emma started hyperventilating and started backing up step by step to the front door, still trying to make out what is that sound. Suddenly and quickly out of the dim lit hall of the cabin Natalie came out sprinting and screaming at Emma with a terrifying zombie mask. Emma immediately ran the other way with a loud scream as her bladder began leaking piss into her denim shorts in fear. She immediately bumped into Jessie who just came in from the front door with yet another terrifying zombie mask screaming at Emma as well. “AHHHHHHH GET AWAY FROM MEEEE!!!!!” Emma instantly screamed and cried with her bladder now fully releasing as she stood in the middle between her two zombie friends. She profusely pissed herself in terror as she stood on the cabin floor. Urine extended into a wet dark patch across the front of her denim shorts and quickly flowed down her bare legs and into the old wooden cabin floor creating a dirty puddle. As she uncontrollably wet herself she slowly started realizing the zombie screams were turning into hysterical laughs. Both her friends took off the masks and started laughing hysterically at the sight of their friend Emma pissing herself in fear. “Omg! We’re sooo sorry Emma hahahahha omg i cant believe you pissed yourself! Hahahahaha!!” Jessie said between her laughs. “I told you it’s gonna be good Jessie! Hahahahaha! That was sooo funny!! You should’ve seen your face while you were peeing yourself!! Hahahahaha!” Natalie said while laughing. Emma groaned and started hitting both of her laughing friends playfully “YOU BITCHES!! YOU MADE ME PISS MYSELF!! UGHHHH!!!” Emma said angrily but soon started laughing with them. “Okay i gotta admit.. that was a good prank.. well you know what? At least i am relieved now! Hahahaha.” Emma said as she calmed down and started joking around with her wicked friends. “Alright Emma just head for a warm shower then we’ll continue our spooky night when you come out!” Natalie said as she pointed at the bathroom door. Suddenly the three girls heard growling and creaking sounds coming from around the cabin. The door started banging loudly. The girls shuddered and huddled together. “Girls stop! If you’re still in on the prank it’s not funny anymore!” Emma said between her breaths. “Emma i swear we don’t have anything to do with this.” Jessie said in fear. “WHO’S THERE!?” Natalie yelled as she huddled with the others. There was no audible answer. Only loud growls and bangs. Suddenly the old cabin door got broken down. The three girls screamed in their fear as they saw 3 disfigured silhouettes entering the cabin. Slowly dragging their legs behind them and growling. Their hideous faces started to show as they came into the light of the candles. Blood trickled from the side of their mouths. Their eyes were white and pale. They looked very ugly and deformed. They looked undead. They were literal zombies. Two female ones and a male. The three girls were mesmerized in their fear as they screamed their lungs off. Natalie immediately pissed all over herself soaking her blue jeans at the sight of the growling zombies. The damp patch grew pretty quickly with urine dripping off her jeans adding to Emma’s previously made puddle. Emma and Jessie heard the hissing and trickling sound of Natalie’s urine and looked down at her crotch to find out she was soaking herself. “Nat..” Jessie whispered. Natalie immediately started to realize the warmth at her crotch and looked down over hers and Emma’s puddle. She instantly started tearing up. “EMMA IF THAT’S YOUR REVENGE PRANK PLEASE STOP!! I PEED MYSELF TOO! WE’RE EQUAL NOW PLEASE EMMA I AM SORRY!” Natalie yelled in her shock. “I swear i dont have anything to do with it!!” Emma said between her sobs. “Girls! Focus! They are slow! We can outrun them if we split up and meet back outside at the car so we can get the hell out of here!” Jessie calmly said with shallow breaths. “O-ok-okay.. okay!” Emma and Natalie said stutteringly. “Alright on my go, Emma to the right, Natalie to the back from where you originally came from the backdoor, and i’ll head to the left.. 3.. 2.. 1.. NOW!” Jessie said then the three girls ran through their designated directions. The three zombies split up too each following a different girl while picking up the pace a little. Jessie managed to easily go through the front door while swiftly avoiding the zombie on her side. She ran as fast as she could for her life to the car. She opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat locking herself quickly inside as she waited for her soaking friends. As she waited, her zombie arrived at the car and started hitting the window slowly. Jessie started trembling and crying and buried her face into the palms of her hands hoping that her friends would quickly join her. Although her bladder was strong enough that she hadn’t wet herself until now in fear of the situation, it finally gave way. No matter how strong one’s bladder is the situation she was in would be unbearable. Jessie started to uncontrollably wet her cargo pants over her seat as she cried. With each bang on the window a spurt of piss left her vagina and soaked her pants and the seat under her until the stream went steady completely soaking the car seat and her entire butt. She quickly felt the warmth and could vividly smell the urine odor in the closed car and instantly started wailing and crying harder. Meanwhile back at the cabin, Natalie was trying to get out of the backdoor. But an old wooden shelf had apparently fallen in front of it blocking the way. She immediately crawled and hid under the stairs beside her. She sat down in fetus position with her knees up to her face as she trembled in fear, the odor of her urine filled pants hitting her nostrils. The zombie that was following her dumbly started looking around for her. Its leg which had a bone popping out of it was obvious from Natalie’s perspective. She quickly put a hand over her mouth and nose in order to hold the sound of her breath and sobbed. It stayed there for a while with its growls growing louder. Natalie closed her eyes and started wetting herself again. The tense situation was too much for her bladder to handle. Her sphincters relaxed once more and the already damp patch started to grow darker again. Urine extended into a puddle on the ground, soaking her butt and flowing away from the stairs she was hidden under. The puddle had reached the zombie’s feet. It started walking on it without realizing it was splashing it everywhere. Natalie’s heart sank, her only thought was ‘I am gonna die because i couldn’t control my bladder! I am gonna die in soaked pants!’. But to her luck these zombies were dumb and ignorant of their surroundings. The zombie walked right past it and went in an entirely different direction. Natalie sighed then collected her strength and made a run for it back to the car were Jessie was locked inside afraid of the zombie at the window. Natalie noticed what was going on and quickly grabbed a stone from the ground and threw it at the zombie’s head distracting it. Then rapidly ran to the driver’s seat as she banged on the window for soaked Jessie to open the door for her. Jessie unlocked the door between her sobs and Natalie went inside the car and closed the door again. “Emma’s not here yet!?” Natalie asked in shock. “N-no..” Jessie answered between her sobs. Natalie looked down at Jessie’s car seat and realized that her friend had wet herself as well. She put a hand over Jessie’s shoulder and caressed it. “It’s gonna be okay. Emma will get here now and we’ll drive off quickly and never return to this place.” Natalie said trying to reassure her friend and herself. Meanwhile, Emma still inside the cabin was hiding inside a wardrobe. As soon as her zombie started moving away giving up on finding her she made a run for it to the front door. On the way out she bumped into Natalie’s zombie hardly dodging it before she finally went outside. The shock of that made her leak all over herself while running. Making a urine trail on the wooden perch behind her and watering the grass before reaching the car. Natalie quickly unlocked the car door for Emma and she quickly jumped in the backseat. “GO GO GO!!!” Emma screamed. Natalie immediately turned the car keys to turn on the engine but it wouldn’t start. She tried several times while screaming “Come on! Come on!!” But it wouldn’t work. By the time she couldn’t start the engine the three zombies had circled their car. They started hitting the windows forcefully. The three girls screamed and cried, and with no exceptions the three of them leaked the final content of their bladders into their car seats. The three of them pissed themselves in terror again simultaneously realizing their inevitable fate. Not all of them had heavily leaked. It was based on how much was left in their bladder. Jessie pissed the most while Natalie and Emma leaked the least. The car’s smell quickly turned into a public urinal. With a final scream Natalie strongly turned the car keys and the engine finally roared. She instantly hit the gas pedal with her feet at full power and the car accelerated forcefully away from the cabin with the 3 zombies falling to the ground. The girls finally drove off out of this wicked cabin sitting in pants and car seats full of their urine. They will never forget that very wet terrifying day and decided they will never return to that old cabin. - - - A few moments after the girls’ car drove off a white door-like portal opened in front of the cabin. Two men in black coats and black hats stepped out of it. Mr. Omo and Mr. Rashi. “The girls are safe?” Mr. Omo asked. “Yes. This was already in the original timeline, i knew they would survive.. if we were under different circumstances i would have been recording them right now.” Mr. Rashi said. “Right, we just need to get to Armix now. We’re here because these zombies were directly teleported from the Armix tower. We can extract the teleporting particles out of them and teleport back to the same point they came from. Thus; we’ll be able to infiltrate the tower unnoticed by directly teleporting inside it.” Mr. Omo explained. “Wait but why do we need the zombie particles? Why didn’t we directly teleport there from our base.” Mr. Rashi confusingly asked. “Mr. Rashi focus. Remember. We were banished! Overthrown! We can’t teleport inside unless there’s a direct point.” Mr. Omo said. “Oh.. i am sorry. You know i am recovering from amnesia.. since that.. uh.. incident.” Mr. Rashi stuttered as he tried to remember. “Yes. Just remember. We were the creators of Armix we were the original founders so long ago. We even originally named it Omorashi Corporation based on our names before we were overthrown. Remember?” Mr. Omo tried to remind Mr. Rashi. “Oh.. yes.. it’s vaguely returning. Any how. Lets get done with business now.” Mr. Rashi said. The zombies were already approaching Misters omo-rashi as they spoke. Mr. Rashi unsheathed a futuristic looking glowing sword from the side of his coat and swiftly cut off the three zombie heads in one slash. Mr. Omo leaned down and extracted the zombies’ blood with a strange device. He then opened another portal and slowly entered followed by Mr. Rashi sheathing the sword. Armix awaits.. - - -
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    A girl tries to hold her pee while trying to reach to her car. But she's so desperate that she continuously holding her crotch and continuously leaking in her jeans. She tried hard to reach the car but ends up peeing fully in her jeans and then sitting in her car seat with a stain in her jeans. I love this video!!
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  22. View File Girls Desperately Peeing in her jeans in public A girl tries to hold her pee while trying to reach to her car. But she's so desperate that she continuously holding her crotch and continuously leaking in her jeans. She tried hard to reach the car but ends up peeing fully in her jeans and then sitting in her car seat with a stain in her jeans. I love this video!! Submitter peeeeee6996 Submitted 12/15/2022 Category Female  
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    A short video of a woman wetting her jeans in her car
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