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  1. Rosie slammed her empty glass back on the table to the cheers of her two friends seated around her, they had dared her to down her last cocktail, something which the fiery redhead could not back down from. As she felt the alcohol slip down her throat, she gave a quick glance around at her two companions. Hollie, a slim brunette was still sipping at her drink, twirling a lock of hair with her other hand. While Jen, a blonde, was shifting around in her seat, seemingly trying to get a better look at the rest of the bar they were in. Rosie felt the liquid she had just drank travel down to join the rest she had already consumed in her bladder, she felt very full and had been needing to pee for a while, but had been putting it off as they moved from bar to bar, as she was having too much fun and didn’t want to break the seal. However, at this point she was forced to cross her legs and realised she wouldn’t be able to put off visiting the bathroom much longer. “Hey, I’m gonna go get us some more drinks!” Jen said, hopping up out of their booth and setting off towards the bar without so much as a backwards glance, tugging down her tight sapphire dress which barely hid her ass. “Wait Jen- “ Rosie started, before realising the futility of her shouting. She glanced over at Hollie who was smiling sympathetically at her. “Are you not enjoying that?” Rosie asked, motioning towards Hollie’s drink. “I am, but I also really need a wee, so I don’t want to burst in my seat.” Hollie said, grimacing and shifting around, causing her pink dress to ride up and expose her pink thong to Rosie. The mentioning of needing to wee made Rosie’s bladder pulse too, and she squirmed slightly in her own seat. “Yeah, me too it’s like I have a bowling ball in my stomach, I guess that’s what happens when you have been drinking for 4 hours with no bathroom break! we can go once we finish this round I guess.” Rosie said, more as a promise to herself than anything, as Hollie nodded in agreement. It was at this point that Jen came back with a small tray of drinks, crossing her legs and jiggling as she stood to unload them. “Jen, do you need to pee?” Hollie asked teasingly. “A little bit I’m not going in a dirty bar toilet!” Jen said, placing a glass in front of each girl. “The barman said we have to down these in one go for them to taste nice, so cheers!” Jen proclaimed, raising her glass. Hollie and Rosie echoed her statements, but more ruefully as they would be adding to their already full bladders. As Rosie necked her own drink back, she realised she truly was bursting for the toilet. “Well, I definitely need to pee, and I am about to burst so I’m gonna head to the loos really quick!” Rosie said standing up. “Me too, I’m feeling pregnant here!” Hollie joked, standing up with her friend, gulping down the last of her drink as she did so. “Well, I’m coming with, but I’m not gonna pee till we get back home!” Jen declared, joining the girls as they walked out of the main area of the bar. The side corridor where the toilets were located were a lot quieter without any music pounding, however the girls were more focused on the line coming out of the women’s toilets. “Fuck” Rosie muttered, as the three girls joined the back of the queue. “Definitely!” Added Hollie, as she started squirming in place. Five minutes later and the girls had just made it to the doorway of the toilets. Rosie was seriously struggling by this point; she was having to constantly shift her weight about to help her hold her bladder. While Hollie was doing the same, resting a hand on the front of her pink dress in the vain attempt to hold herself. Jen was also getting more desperate, as she was also squirming around, though she was doing her best to play it down. “What’s taking so long? I’m gonna wet my knickers in a minute!” Complained Hollie. “I feel you babe, my thong is getting damp here!” Added the girl in front of the trio. Rosie’s eyes widened as she realised the girl had hiked up the skirt of her short red dress so that she could hold herself openly. The girl moved her hand to show a pink thong, the crotch of which was stained a darker colour from where she had clearly leaked. “I was making out with some boy and left it too long it seems. Apparently, there are only three stalls, one girl is throwing up in one, while another girl ate something bad and can’t get off the toilet, so that leaves just one stall for us all to piss into!” She added. “Well, they better hurry up in there otherwise they will need a mop!” Rosie moaned as she felt a wave of desperation wash over her. A few agonising minutes later and relief was in sight for the girls, the girl in the red dress was next in line whimpering in desperation, followed by Hollie, the clearly most desperate of the trio. Rosie was extremely desperate by this point, merely hoping to make it with dry panties. ‘What a day to wear a white thong?’ She thought to herself. Jen was clearly desperate to pee too, but was still adamant she could hold it, despite the fact she was fully squirming at this point. The toilet door clicked open and the girl in the red dress gasped and started making her way forward. “Thank god I’m pissing myself here!” She cried as she moved towards the open door. However no sooner had she taken two steps than another girl had stormed into the bathroom and slammed her into one of the occupied stalls. “The fuck you think you’re doing kissing my boyfriend!?” The girl in the red dress stumbled backwards, her hands held out in front of her to ward off the angry girl. “I-I didn’t know he was seeing anyone, please can we talk about this in a minute, because I’m seriously about to- oh no please!” She stopped backing away and looked down as a stream of pee started pouring it from between her legs. Her pink panties which were still visible from when she was holding herself, were saturated instantly as liquid poured out of her. The girl who had shoved her paused for a second in shock, then barrelled into the girl, shoving her into the toilet screaming. “I’ll kill you!” The trio of girls stood there, dumbfounded, and desperate. Hollie had hiked up her skirt and was holding herself and squirming. While Rosie was doing a full-on potty dance, her emerald, green dress having risen up to expose her white thong. Even Jen who had tried to hide it had failed and she too was squirming with desperation. The sound of the poor girl’s bladder emptying itself onto the tiled floor caused Rosie’s bladder to lose a few drops, dampening her thong in the process, staining the crotch yellow. Hollie also let out a gasp and froze, so it was easy to infer she had done the same. At this point, the two fighting girls had shoved their way into the last remaining cubicle, leaving the trio and the other girls who had joined the queue behind them squirming around. The girls only had a few seconds to wonder about what they should do before a burly bouncer shoved his way into the toilets, past the queue of girls complaining about his presence. “Alright girls break it up! And everyone else out!” He said, gesturing to the squirming trio still waiting. “But we have to pee!” Rosie cried, her hand holding herself tightly. “Don’t care, go use the other toilets down the hall.” The bouncer replied, pointing to the door as he turned to break up the two cat fighting women. More bouncers swarmed in at this point and the girls were forced outside the toilets where they stood squirming. Hollie let out a low groan before starting off down the hall, with Rosie following her. As they reached the other women’s toilets they were greeted with an ‘out of order’ sign hanging on the door, with a girl in a tight blue dress banging on the door, as a puddle formed underneath her from her burst bladder. “No please! I can’t hold it!” The poor girl sobbed as she wet herself. “I need to get out of here or I’m gonna explode!” Hollie said, blushing furiously as she squirmed in public, groups of boys staring at her they walked past. “Me too, let’s just get home and we can pee there.” Rosie suggested, removing her hand from her crotch, equally embarrassed. “Let’s just get out of here already!” Jen shouted, already heading for the door. Once the three girls made their way outside, they shivered from the sudden drop in temperature, before having to stop and regain a semblance of control from the effects of the cold on their bladders. “I’m gonna get us an Uber, I can’t be arsed to walk all the way back.” Jen said, tapping away on her phone with her legs crossed. Hollie was still holding herself and bobbing up and down, her head frantically looking from side to side as she whimpered from the effort of holding in her bladder. Rosie was also bursting to go, feeling her thong dampen as a second spurt escaped her tied bladder, she wanted nothing more than to get home and sit on a toilet as her bladder exploded out of her. “Guys I really can’t hold it I’m gonna have to go in that alley...” Hollie said, pointing with a shaking hand as she stumbled towards an alleyway, her other hand still buried in her crotch. “Hollie no, the Uber will be here in like a sec!” Jen protested but Hollie was too desperate to care. Rosie followed behind her, reasoning if her friend was going to pee, she might as well also get relief. However, as she entered the alleyway she froze. Hollie was ahead of her hiking up her tight dress, briefly exposing her pink thong, which was damp with her pee as her bladder slowly gave up on her. However, she quickly pulled her dress back down and stopped holding herself as she saw the policewoman facing away from her further in the alley. The lone policewoman had cornered two girls who appeared to have had the same idea as Hollie, both brunettes, one in a yellow dress and one in black, they had both clearly been interrupted peeing with small puddles underneath them, and both were squirming in place as the policewoman lectured them. “Please officer, the club wouldn’t let us in, and we really can’t wait any longer, it’s coming out in my panties!” The girl in the yellow dress begged, but the officer was having none of it. “Urinating in public is unacceptable for girls your age, you are next to a club they surely do have toilet- “ The policewoman was cut off as the girl in the yellow dress let out a low moan before forcefully wetting herself, a veritable flood pouring out from between her legs. The girl in the black dress desperately tried to hold on, averting her eyes and biting her lip as she squirmed, but the sound of piss splattering next to her was too much and she sank into a crouch as she wet herself through her dress. The policewoman took a step back to avoid the growing puddles, crossing her legs and bending slightly before berating the girls for their lack of control. However, Rosie and Hollie were frantically back-pedalling away from the sounds of running water towards Jen who was now talking to their Uber driver through the window. Hollie suddenly paused mid stride and frantically glanced down, and Rosie noticed several streams of urine running down her friend’s legs before she tightly crossed them and held herself tightly. Rosie felt her own crotch dampen again at the sight and also held herself as they finally clambered into the back of the car. “Come on girls, only 10 minutes till we’re home!” Jen encouraged, referring to the flat they all house shared together; however, she sported a worried expression, and a hand was now buried up her own dress now they were in relative privacy. Hollie was lost in her own private battle, slowly rocking back and forth, both hands buried in her crotch, while Rosie still only had a single hand, but also couldn’t sit still in the back of the Uber. Hoping to avoid a complete accident. As the Uber went over a particularly bumpy patch of road. Both Jen and Rosie winced and held on tight, barely containing their bursting bladders, while Hollie merely whimpered, before tugging up her skirt slowly and gingerly. “Hollie what are you doing?” Jen asked worriedly, as Hollie had completely exposed her soaked pink thong by this point. Hollie looked at her with a lost expression on her face. “I’m trying so hard to hold the rest in, but my thong is ruined, and the wetness is making me leak.” She explained sadly as she slid her sodden underwear down her thighs and onto the floor of the cab. Briefly exposing her shaven womanhood before she recovered it with both her skirt and hands. Jen just nodded and kicked the sodden garment to the side. Going back to her own private battle. Five torturous minutes later, the Uber pulled up outside the three girl’s apartment complex. Mercifully, no further leaks had escaped any of the girls, but Rosie knew that time was seriously running out for her, and Hollie was even more desperate than her. The three girls piled out of the car, pausing to regain control of their bladders, Hollie, and Rosie not quite succeeding, with a big spurt soaking through Rosie’s thong and dribbling down her thigh, while a small stream ran down Hollie’s left leg. Jen was dancing around urgently as she paid the driver, one hand firmly buried up her skirt. “Jen please hurry I really can’t hold it much longer!” Rosie cried as she felt another dribble escape her. “Sorry I’m coming!” Jen said, digging into her purse for her keys. “Jen, I’m telling you know I’m 2 minutes away from making the Niagara Falls here please hurry up!” Hollie begged, shaking from desperation. Jen finally found out her keys and shakingly slammed them into the lock, before hurryingly opening the door to the lobby. Hollie pushed past her, hammering on the lift button as she hopped from foot to foot. Rosie coming up behind her could see another stream of pee snaking it down her leg, Rosie really worried about her friend’s ability to hold it till they made it home, however she suddenly realised she was in serious danger of an accident too as another spurt soaked through her thong, and dribbling onto her thighs. Rosie was snapped out of her haze of worry with the ding of the lift arriving, with both Hollie and Jen rushing in clutching themselves as they squirmed around in the lift. Rosie hobbled in and pushed the button for their floor, before whimpering as she felt another leak escape. “Guys I really can’t hold it any longer…” She started. “Me neither babe, I’m weeing myself here, I am deffo going first when we get in!” Hollie said, bobbing in place, her skirt hiked up, showing off her bare ass to better hold herself. “Fuck going first, I’m going in the shower!” Rosie laughed, hiking up her skirt as she spoke. “I guess that means I get the sink!” Joked Jen, who truly looked bursting by this point, her hand also buried up her skirt. Rosie decided that her thong was absolutely soaked through and ruined by this point, remembering Hollie earlier, she too slipped it down her legs to the concerned looks of her friends. The cool air on her bare privates felt extremely shocking, and a small dribble of urine escaped before Rosie quickly grasped her bare pussy for all it was worth. She had never felt this full before, she guessed it must be the effect the alcohol was having on her bladder, even when she had wet herself in her first year of university, she hadn’t felt this full. Rosie winced at the thought of wetting herself, considering how close she was to repeating the action. Despite how many times she had leaked, she somehow felt fuller of pee than ever, God she needed to pee so badly. The lift door pinged open and the three bursting girls hobbled out down the hallway towards their apartment, as they arrived, if any of them could think of anything other than their bursting bladders, they might have noticed the door was slightly ajar, as it stands the three girls barrelled through the door and down the hallway, not pausing to take off their shoes, only to be stopped at the entrance to their lounge, there was a masked figure waiting there. The three girls froze, their struggles forgotten for the moment as the figure, surprised to see them, quickly stands up from loading DVDs into a bag and fumbling, draws a knife, causing the trio to meekly raise their hands. “Not a word!” The figure said. “You weren’t supposed to be home for hours, I’m gonna tie you up, finish and go. I don’t want to hurt you.” The figure said, reaching into a nearby bag and producing rope. The girls didn’t put up a fight, their flat was insured so it wasn’t worth it, as they were led into Rosie’s bedroom and tied to the foot of the bed with their hands above their heads, the reality of their situation sunk in, and other more pressing needs returned. Namely the unbearable urge to pee, which was impossible as they had just been tied up. “Hey, we all really need to pee actually, can you let us use the toilet?” Hollie asked meekly, starting to squirm already. “I’ve literally just tied you up, so no, sorry you’ll have to wait until someone unties you after I’m gone!” The burglar answered, before shutting the door. The three girls immediately started to struggle against their restraints, a grip of fear quickly sliding down to their bladders, the way their hands were tied constricted their movements, stopping them from turning around, leaving only their legs free which were pretzeled in order to try and prevent any of their bladders from bursting. “Oh god what do we do, I’m literally a minute away from forming a puddle here!” Rosie moaned, tightly crossing her legs, and pressing her heels into her crotch in a vain attempt to help her hold on. Jen nodded, “I’m really not able to hold it any longer, my panties are getting soaked!” her legs shaking as she bit her lower lip in worry. Hollie just groaned, her legs tensed, and a small splatter could be heard before Hollie slammed her legs together and squirmed like mad. “I can’t hold it guys, I really can’t, I need to pee now!” “I know Hollie I know, but we just need to hold on a bit longer.” Rosie said, half talking to herself. With no option left for relief but begging, Rosie looked longingly at the door before yelling. “Please we really need the toilet! We can’t wait anymore!” Both Hollie and Jen joined in begging but when they paused to listen for a response, but the only sound they heard instead was a wet splatter as Rosie suddenly let out a big spurt, soaking her heels which were pressed into her crotch, before she desperately squirmed like mad, as a second spurt quickly joined it. By now a small puddle was forming underneath her and soaking the back of her tight dress, her bare crotch cooling in the air. Hollie was in a similar predicament, except her puddle was larger and being added to every few seconds as little crippled escaped from her tired lips, she knew she had no more than a few minutes until the trickle turned into a flood. Jen meanwhile was getting really uncomfortable. Her blue thong was now black, having been thoroughly soaked through from all her leaks, with streams running down her legs to her ass, also forming a puddle. However, the real problem is the fact her thong was warm against her crotch with her pee, that along with the dampness was making it impossible for her to keep holding it in, and the leaks were becoming increasingly frequent. Hollie moaned as more of her pee splattered onto the floor, her spurts getting longer, she was shaking at this point from head to toe from holding back the flood she knew was coming. However, it was Jen’s dam which burst first. With a whimpered cry of, “No, no, no!” Spurts began to trickle out of Jen’s tired crotch, bursting through her ruined thong to splatter on the floor, with a last desperate plea of, “Please untie me in setting myself!” Jen’s poor bladder gave up and her pent-up waters poured out of her in a sudden gush. Jen moaned loudly as she lost control, her puddle rapidly dampening the bare cheeks of her two friends, even as their own leaks and spurts added to the puddle. As Jen sagged back against the bed, a few final spurts dribbling out of her, her two bursting friends looked on with equal parts worry and envy, both were frantically squirming now, with spurts coming fast and frequently. Desperately trying to hang onto their bladders in the vain hope that their captor would untie them long enough for them to make it to the bathroom, however it was not to be. Hollie’s aching bladder was the next to give out. Having already had a brief taste of relief and leaking constantly for the past hour, her bladder couldn’t wait any longer and a waterfall began to stream out between her bare legs. Hollie whimpered and sobbed with relief as her bloated bladder poured onto the floor for over two minutes, the splattering sound echoing in the closed room. Rosie was rocking back and forth, barely containing the flood inside of her. Her thighs and ass were damp with both her and her friend’s piss, and the sound of her friends setting themselves was utter torture. As another dribble leaked out from between her lips and onto the floor, she turned to the door one last time and cried out. “Please I’m begging you we are wetting ourselves in here, please I can’t wait anymore!” With that she turned her head away from the door once more, tugging futilely at her restraints. Rosie then made the fatal mistake of glancing down at Hollie’s crotch, where a stream of pee was still trickling out from her quivering pussy. The sight of her friend receiving her much-needed relief was too much for Rosie to bear, and she too finally lost the battle with her bladder. With a low moan of barely disguised pleasure, a thick stream of pee burst out from between Rosie’s legs and splattered into the puddle covering the floor, Rosie sagged back as her pent-up pee burst out of her. Rosie shuddered as feelings of relief washed over her, her tortured bladder still aching from the effort of holding in so much pee, even as it emptied. After over a minute Rosie’s stream tapered off and died, leaving the three girls in silence, surrounded by their own pee, occasionally being added to when one of the girls’-tired bladders gave out a final spurt. All three were too tired move, so exhausted from holding back the oceans inside themselves, the three were content to sit in the puddle of their own making and wait to be untied, wondering how long it would be until they could strip off and throw themselves into a hot shower. This would certainly be, a night to remember.
  2. thought i’d take a fun video of my hold! i think next time i’ll wear jeans, as i find it way more humiliating to feel the material damp all the way down to my ankles!! let me know if anyone has requests for potential holding videos as i am willing to post anything on here! FullSizeRender.MOV
  3. ***Author's note*** It gets very x-rated at the beginning and the end, but the rest of it just good old-fashioned omorashi! My birthday was several weeks back, and I was excited to finally be able to celebrate on my actual birthday since it was a Saturday. However, a number of things happened that resulted in it being a pretty miserable weekend. I declared that my birthday hadn't actually happened, and told my wife I was postponing it until we had some time to enjoy it. On top of that, it had been a while since we had really been out with just the 2 of us AT ALL, and this weekend finally looked like the time to make it up. When I woke up, I rolled over to cuddle with her, then immediately started playing with her nipples. Most mornings when I do this she will push me away, but this time she just opened her legs. I reached down and she was VERY wet. She moaned at first then gasped and crossed her legs around my hand, then she calmly said "If you're going to do me, go get the (waterproof) blanket because I REALLY have to pee." Needless to say, I quickly grabbed it put it underneath her before climbing on top of her. I love sliding a finger inside to feel how full her bladder is, then poking it to see her reaction. This time I could definitely feeling it protruding into her vagina, but not a lot. Needless to say, pressing on it from the inside still got a great reaction before I quickly entered her. Sometimes she'll finish within 20-30 seconds then be begging me to hurry up because she needs to pee, but this time she just kept going. After several minutes, I started doubting how much she had to pee since normally she would have been begging me to hurry up by this point. I definitely have a sadistic streak, and the more turned on she is the more pain she likes so it lines up. I care for her a lot and don't want to go too far, but when she's this into it I will definitely do things to put extra pressure on her bladder. I adjusted myself several times, finally getting to where I was thrusting directly into her bladder from the inside, while putting my weight onto it from the outside. I kept this up for a little while because she finally said "Oh GOD I have to pee so bad! Please hurry!" I proceeded to go even harder, and I am slightly ashamed to admit that I actually forced my belly outward to squeeze her bladder even more. I kept this up for another minute as she squealed in pleasure until I finally finished, and she had a massive orgasm along with me. When I got up, she was still laying on the bed with her legs wide open, panting. As I watched her, I saw a small spurt of pee squirt from between her legs - she quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the toilet, with me following closely behind. She starting peeing before she was sitting down, and moaned loudly as she finally let go. About 15 seconds later her whole body shook as she climaxed again. We got back in bed afterwards and started talking about our plans for the day. I didn't really have a lot planned, but I know she wanted to hold her pee for me so I was going to take advantage of that as much as possible. The best things for that, obviously, are fluids, caffeine, and alcohol, combined with limited bathrooms. I know she will hold on until the last minute when she's doing this, so any possible delays getting to a bathroom are VERY rewarding. First, though, we had agreed we had to do some chores around the house. I don't think was expecting to go out much at all since we didn't have a lot of money, but I still had some money my parents had given me for my birthday and I intended to use some of it having to some fun. As we were laying there, she reached down to stroke me and asked "So, I know we're supposed to clean up around the house, but can we please go get some coffee? I'm tired of the Keurig." This was a perfect way to start, so I came back with "OK, but I want you to hold your pee all day" "Really? You know I can't hold it that long!" "No, not like that! Just hold it as long as you can all day." She immediately answered "Oh, OK" before pausing briefly. She could feel me swelling again in her hand before she smile and said "Of course! I was already going to hold it for you, but I can definitely do it all day for your birthday present." Score! Now I DEFINITELY needed to maximize this. We went to a new coffee house where we hung out for a while before spending a couple hours around the house. For the most part, I cleaned up outside while she did a bunch of work outside in the yard/garden. Honestly, I was a little worried about her getting overheated it (it was already well over 90 F and sunny), but I know how much she enjoys that. Plus, I saw she had a water bottle out with her and was drinking from it. Finally, by 1, she was done and came in hot a sweaty. She finished off her large bottle of water before taking a shower. When she got out, I was waiting for her with another bottle of water. "Hey, I know I said I would hold me pee, but don't force it". "No, really!" I said. "You were outside and it was really hot, and we're going to be outside more. We're going to be drinking and I want to make sure you are OK." It was the truth, but I also wanted to make sure her bladder kept filling up. She stared at me briefly before grabbing the 0.5l bottle and drinking it all. "There, happy?" She said, fake-mad at me. "Now, I see this dress laying out - that's what I'm wearing, right?" She was right, it was a dress she had worn the week before and had commented about maybe taking her panties off with it. It was a short black dress that barely came to her fingertips, and the thought of that was so hot to me. Last week, she had to some jean shorts underneath it since we were on a school outing, but this was different. I knew her going without panties wouldn't happen now, but maybe eventually. Unfortunately, she then proceeded to put on shorts too! They were shorter than before, not much below her crotch, but it was still not the same. She saw my look and glared back at me. "Look, if I bend over in this thing, they will see my butt". To her point, she did exactly that, and she was right - it rode up a LOT. "but I wan't wear a bra. Deal?" It was - the dress had relatively thing material and I loved being able to easily squeeze her breasts. Then, a couple minutes later, she was putting on a bra as well! She saw my look, and rolled her eyes "Look, I want to show of my cleavage, OK? I promise I'll take it off later." I glared at her, for real this time, and told her "Fine, I guess. You better keep up with your water and hold it a lot for me." "Yes, don't worry, I'll make sure I'm desperate a lot today! Now, before we leave, I'm going to pee one last time before I start" We then filled up our water bottles (2 liters each, plus another 0.75l one) but before we left I had one more thing "OK, we're going to be out a while, and you're starting off dehydrated after your yardwork. Lets drink up as much as we can so hopefully we don't have to buy any more water while we are out." Its true - the previous weekend when were were out, we spent quite a lot of money on extra water, etc. She looked at me with a smile, then drank a whole other bottle of water. She finished up her makeup, etc, and we finally hit the road around 1:30. Now it was time for the next step of my plan. I had only gotten tea earlier and needed some extra caffeine, so I stopped at a whole foods style store to get some natural energy drinks (yerba mate) and suggested she get something as well to help with hydration. She likes looking around the store and I know it doesn't have an obvious public bathroom, but I wasn't sure if she would need to pee yet. I was happy to see her squirming around a lot as she looked at different things. After only a few minutes, she unexpectedly said "OK, lets get those drinks" and hurried off. I was looking for something new (not purposefully trying to delay her at this point) and she snapped at me to hurry up so it must have been hitting her quicker than either of us expected. She was dancing around while we were in line, and crossed her legs as soon as we got in the car. At this point, all I had planned was that I wanted to start drinking ASAP, and make sure she was at least buzzed the rest of the day. Luckily there were a number of options since its the first weekend of Oktoberfest. "OK, where to you want to go?" "I don't know, I just need to get somewhere so I can pee!" "Oh, that was fast! I know we talked about the bar we normally go to, but there's also the festival downtown, or there's that new brewpub we keep wanting to go to." "Oh yeah, that festival sounded fun!" "Yeah, but its still hot out." "Yeah, that's a good point. That brewpub sounds good, but hurry!" I was hoping for a little more display, but there was no more mention of needing to pee until we got there. When we pulled up, though, she crossed her legs tightly, and hurried inside as soon as I stopped. I got inside to find her standing at the bar, squirming openly. As soon as she saw me, she yelled “I want their pumpkin beer!” then ran to the bathroom. Once we were back sitting at a table, she said “That was close, I started peeing when I opened the door!” “Did you actually, though? Are your panties wet?” I’d noticed that she constantly talks about how she pees herself on the way to the bathroom at work, etc. but I’m fairly certain it was just normal leaks that many women get as the get a little older. She glared at me before finally answering “There were a couple drops.” “See, that’s not “peeing yourself”, that’s a tiny leak. You keep talking about how you’re peeing yourself, but its totally not. Peeing yourself is when it soaks your panties and starts going down your legs.” “Fine, I don’t “pee myself”, then, but I do leak and I don’t like it. I just realized how late it is, so I’m going to stop here, but I can assure you that she does more than just a little leak before the night is over. Hopefully I can pick back up on this tomorrow!
  4. Being raised in a traditional Indian household, Anmol was always taught to satisfy her husband’s needs, no matter how odd they might seem to her. She always assumed this to mean a lot of sex. She was on the shy side so she always feared having to initiate intimacy with her man, but that had not ended up being a major problem with her new husband of an arranged marriage, Preet. They had been able to enjoy each other without any major problems through their first three months of marriage. However, things had changed when she had discovered a video clip of a curvy white woman wetting her jeans on his computer. It had been purely by accident- she had been searching for an old file she had been working on for her ESL class. After hours of deliberation and anguish, Anmol had confronted him about it. Perhaps it was nothing sexual. Perhaps he had found it comical, a drunk woman losing control of her bladder whilst waiting in line for her chance to pee. However, upon confrontation, Preet had grown defensive and humiliated. After accusing her of her being too intrusive, he had claimed it was something his friend had sent to him as a joke- an obvious lie. Anmol had immediately apologized for her actions but had reminded him she was happy to do anything he desired. Preet had dismissed her and gone to bed. When Anmol checked the computer the next morning (Preet had rushed off to work early), the file was gone. After a few awkward days, he had admitted to her that he had a pee fetish. Anmol assured him that it was ok and that she was willing to participate, even though it was strange to her. He replied that there was no need- it was immature and he would work hard to get past it. Anmol could sense he was still ashamed by his desires- more than anything, she wanted him to feel comfortable with his wife again. They hadn’t had sex since her discovery and she wanted to get intimate with him again. So, she spent the next day researching his fetish and began drinking lots of water before he got home. Perhaps a wet wife would get him back to his usual self! As she sipped, Anmol experienced an exciting mix of horniness, anticipation, and nervousness in her stomach. She had no idea how Preet would react to her desperation! By the time he arrived home, Anmol had grown quite desperate for the toilet. Her ¾ liter water bottle had been filled and drained twice. The tight waistband of her form-fitting jeans was making life real difficult for her poor bladder. As planned, she embraced him with a deep kiss on the lips- a surprise to him since they had not kissed like that recently. As she turned to retrieve the hot tea she was preparing for them, Anmol felt his eyes on her big ass. She smile to herself- she loved attention. While God had not blessed her with large breasts like the woman in Preet’s wetting video, her fit bottom was definitely something Preet treasured. She made sure to do the daily squat exercises her aunt had taught her. Underneath her jeans, Anmol wore a white lingerie thong. She had purchased the underwear to surprise him on their three-month anniversary, but had opted to move the timetable up. If she was going to wet herself for her husband, it should logically be in her sexiest panties- especially a pair he had never seen before! She loved how sexy and naughty she felt as her bladder steadily filled- none of her family and friends could have ever guessed that she, an innocent recently-married 22-year old, was capable of such unspeakable acts! Hopefully Preet would find her accident hot! She could hardly wait to have his erect throbbing cock inside her again. The 5’9 fair-skinned brunette smiled at her husband as she placed the two mugs of hot tea on the small dining table. She wondered if he could notice the desperation in her walk- it was getting increasingly difficult to act normal, especially when carrying two boiling mugs of liquid! Her full lips pursed as she delicately lowered her derriere in the chair next to her husband’s. Under normal circumstances, she would have surely dashed off to the toilet before consuming the tea- she was full to the point of real discomfort. Anmol and Preet made small talk as they sipped tea. Halfway through her mug and through a long ten minutes of conversation, Anmol could no longer refrain from wriggling in her seat. Her need to urinate was intense and immediate. As her spouse discussed the details of his challenging work day, Anmol considered simply letting go and wetting her jeans in the wooden chair. However, that would take the fun out of Preet seeing her mounting desperation and eventual soaking of her pants in front of him. Preet interrupted his own story about his coworker’s laziness to finally question his uncomfortable wife. “What’s wrong? You are shuffling a lot today.” Anmol hesitated before answering, her face blushed slightly as she spoke. “Sorry, it’s just that I really need to pee.” Preet’s excitement was immediately evident on his face. However, he was a good husband and his own desires could never come at the expense of pain to his beautiful wife. “Oh, I’m sorry! Just go pee then I will continue my story when you get back.” “Oh my God, thanks! I REALLY need to go!” Anmol emphatically rose to her feet to hobble down the hall to the single bedroom condo’s sole bathroom, her hand in her crotch. She smiled sultrily to herself as she tried to open the door. “Oh, it’s locked- how did that happen?” The anxiety in her voice mounted as she struggled with the door she had locked two hours ago. Preet sighed as he got up to retrieve a butterknife from the kitchen- Anmol was so bad with these sorts of things. As he turned back towards the hallway, he discovered that Anmol had made her way back to him. “It’s okay, babe- don’t worry about it. Let’s just finish our tea first- you must be tired from your long day at work.” She was gripping her crotch as she danced in place. Preet finally caught on- his wife was indulging him in his fetish! He excitedly led her back to the table. “Sure honey, if you can hold it- I’d like to finish my tea and then I’ll unlock the door for you.”
  5. Hi guys. I have finally decided to open omorashi story commissions. I would love to write for you all but also support myself in some financial crunch. I can pen a story about: female pee desperation and male pee desperation. What I don't do: Messing, Scat, Furries My prices are as follows: Base price - $20 for 2500 +/- 200 words. There after - $10 for every 1000 +/- 200 words . Please DM me if you're interested.
  6. Hello! This is an interactive story that I’ll be writing! In this story, you will have a lover that has chosen to get an implant that allows you to fully control their bladder— with a simple click of a button, you can cause her total incontience, force her to hold it, make it difficult to pee or difficult to hold. On order to start this story, though, I will need her personality. And so, here comes the first decisions: 1. Name 2. personality — stubborn, shy, etc. 3. Bladder size- large, medium, small, tiny, incontient 4. holding habits— fidgeting, holding, pacing, begging/whiny, 5. what makes holding especially harder for her? - hearing water, not holding, drinking, fear, etc. 6. Bedwetter? - nearly every night, 50/50, mostly dry, very rare, never
  7. So... I decided I was doing all the chores around the house today before I could use the bathroom... AND IT DIDN'T GO TO PLAN! It got so painful to the point I just couldn't anymore... saturating myself while outside bringing in the washing... As per usual, I have scaled down the video, so if people want a higher quality version let me know! Also attached some pictures so you know what to expect! Feedback welcome and I hope you enjoy! 🖤 SpookyOne_HouseChoresDesperation.m4v
  8. Y’all have been such a supportive group and have encouraged me to love my body and share content here. Here’s me putting myself out there more, and being able to feel sexy in my own skin and with my love of omo. 💗 vcompress_17.mov
  9. Hi everyone! My birthday is in the next few days and tomorrow (Saturday) I’ve decided to spend the afternoon going into the night online with the community to play and have fun! If I end up doing multiple holds (likely) nearing the end of each hold I will have those who are actively commenting at the time vote for me to either make it to the potty or wee in my big girl panties hehe. I figured it’ll add in a little extra suspense for me not knowing what I’ll end up doing. Some things to keep in mind if you’d like to join in: - she/her pronouns please and thank you! - Everyone is welcome! And ideas will be considered but I know my body and can choose to do/not do whichever ones I feel comfortable doing. - Please don’t ask for pictures/videos. I’m very much so considering posting some type of video or picture at the very end, but I just don’t enjoy being constantly asked for them as it makes me uncomfortable and less inclined to share. - I have a praise kink not a degradation kink, but some light and upbeat teasing is always welcome. If you’re actively weeing let me know because I’m sure I’ll get very jealous 🤭 - I’m into age play and I tend to get little and whiny when I’m desperate to wee 😝 I like diapers but I don’t have access to any sadly. Feel free to mention wanting to diaper me though 🙈 - Masturbation will likely be mentioned, so if this bothers you I don’t recommend reading further. I wanted to post this in advance so people could come say hi and follow if they’d like so they don’t miss out tomorrow 😊 You guys have been so wonderful and make me so happy to be a part of this community. I also won’t be nearly as free as often after this weekend so I wanted to do a really big thing in case I can’t for a while.
  10. So, I went on a road trip from Friday-yesterday with some friends that was about 12.5 hours each way, so about 25 in total. The trip from my town to our destination was completely fine, but the trip back home yesterday was very interesting. A little description of my outfit during this ordeal since some of you are interested in that: I was wearing a mid-thigh length black skirt with a red cropped shirt and a matching grey underwear/bra set. We needed to be back home by 9pm last night so we woke up and hit the road at around 8am on Saturday. We had figured that an hour and a half would be enough time to account for stops since we were only stopping for gas and bathroom breaks along the way, it was not. The first 6 hours or so were fine and we were ahead of schedule by about 45 minutes. We all decided that we wanted Starbucks, so we made a stop for drinks and food. All of us got venti drinks and my friends all finished theirs in about an hour, but I still had most of mine left. We ended up stopping to get gas and use the bathroom about an hour and a half after our Starbucks run. I didn’t need to pee at all so I filled up the car while everyone else went inside to use the bathroom. I made absolutely sure that I didn’t need to go, I pressed on my bladder slightly to see if I felt any urge and I didn’t at the time, so I didn’t go. Everyone got back in the car and we hit the road again. I finished my Starbucks drink plus 1.5 of my two 16oz water bottles by the time that we had about 4 hours left according to our GPS. I still didn’t feel like I needed to pee, so I didn’t ask to stop. In hindsight, that was most definitely my ADHD fucking with my ability to feel my body’s cues, but hindsight is always 20/20. We continued driving and got to the point where we were about 2.5 hours away from home and I suddenly really needed to pee. We weren’t close to any exits so I didn’t say anything, I’m also really pee-shy and get super embarrassed when I’m the only one who needs to go, so I wanted to hold out a little longer to see if someone else would ask. Nobody did. We continued driving and, to my horror, got stuck in a really bad traffic jam. At this point I knew that we definitely wouldn’t have time for any more pit stops if we wanted to get back on time, which the person driving immediately vocalized by saying “We gotta get through the rest of this without stopping. We have enough gas though so we’ll be okay.”. Everyone else in the car agreed and I just resigned to my fate at that point. We got out of the traffic jam and continued our drive home, then, when we were about 20 minutes away from home, the person driving said they needed to pee and couldn’t wait so we needed to stop at a gas station. I was sooooo ready to be able to finally go but alas, I couldn’t. There was a massive line for the bathroom, which was really weird since we were literally in the middle of nowhere at a truck stop. But, then again, 3 out of the 5 stalls were either clogged or had “out of order” signs on them. Our driver used the bathroom and we left, back on the road again. By this point we were only about 20 minutes away from home, so I called my fiancee to tell her to start heading to my friend’s apartment complex so she could pick me up when we got there. After 20 minutes, a lot of bumpy roads, and a very hard, achy bladder, we FINALLY arrived at home and I got to move all of my things and myself into my fiancee’s car. As soon as I was in my fiancee’s car and my friends pulled off to go to their area of the complex, all of my restraint was gone. I doubled over in my seat and said these exact words through shaky breaths: “Baby can we PLEASE stop at a gas station? I’ve had to pee so bad for hours and I don’t think I can hold it much longer.”. She asked if I could hold it for the 10 minute drive back to our house and I told her that I wasn’t sure I could hold it for the 2 minutes it would take to get to the gas station down the street, so we went to the gas station. I got out of the car and hurriedly walked inside to use the bathroom. Of course, the bathroom at that gas station was being cleaned because why should I be able to pee? I knew that this particular gas station didn’t have designated employee bathrooms so I didn’t ask for that and just went back out to the car. I got in and told my fiancee what happened and she told me that she’d hurry us home so I could 100% be able to go. I agreed to this and asked her to hurry. We pulled out of the gas station and immediately hit a pretty big pothole because road infrastructure is terrible in our city, I let out a whimper and stuck my hands between my thighs. My fiancee looked over at me and smirked a little, she knows I have this kink and really enjoy low-risk situations like this where it’s just us. I honestly was a little horny at this point because this was 100% the most desperate I’ve ever been with her and I was enjoying the knowledge that she could very easily take complete control over me in this situation and there was nothing I could do about it. She looked at me and asked if having my hands ”there” was helping me hold it and I nodded yes, she then said “What if I just played some nice waterfall sounds on the car Bluetooth for you?” and I begged her not to. She laughed a little and said she was just joking. When we were about 3 minutes away from home, I got a massive wave of desperation so bad that I actually started crying a bit. I let out a pretty loud cry and squeezed my thighs together even tighter. I looked at my fiancee and said I really didn’t think I could hold it for 3 more minutes and she told me I could do it. I then said, verbatim: “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t. My bladder is so full it literally feels like a rock. I’m gonna explode oh my god. I can’t hold it anymore. Please, please, please.” obviously a lot more rushed and panicked than the punctuation conveys. Don’t know what the “please, please, please” was for, she literally couldn’t do anything more to help me lmao. She put her hand on my thigh and gently squeezed it while reassuring me that I could hold it for 3 more minutes. Those 3 minutes felt like years. Every bump in the road sloshed - well, no, there was no sloshing because my bladder was so full that there was literally no room for the liquid to slosh. I guess a better way to say that would be that every bump in the road sent massive shock waves through my bladder. My seatbelt also wasn’t of any help since it tightened around my bladder ever so slightly whenever we had to stop at lights. Finally though, after all my suffering, we arrived at home. She gave me the keys and told me to go pee and she’d bring my stuff inside. I booked it up the stairs to our apartment and didn’t lose control by some miracle. I got into our apartment and finally, after so many hours, sat on our toilet and just let everything go. I went with a full stream for probably 60-90 seconds, it took until my fiancee had brought my stuff inside and got herself a drink for me to be done. So yeah, that was how my weekend went. This whole situation really reawakened my kink to the fullest capacity. Now I gotta figure out how to ask my fiancee to actively control my bladder…
  11. Here you can see my image edits and sometimes drawings involving my favorite fetishes, mainly omorashi/pee desperation themed pictures. First off, we have "Desperate Alejandra" Here's an older drawing of mine about Alejandra from Overwatch who is desperate to find a bathroom in her school. But unfortunately she didn't find one in time...
  12. Geist

    astolfo and eon 2

    From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]

    Astollfo and D'eon's futile sarch comes to an end when they both lose control...maybe they'll have more luck looking for a laundry
  13. I make art but there mostly desperate couple. Give me ideas of What should I post on omorashi and youtube. Youtube = Censored Omorashi = Uncensored
  14. Good morning/afternoon/evening everyone! I've got another new fiction here. This was written as part of my 2022 Omovember run (details here). This story is intended to take place after the end of the season 1 episode "Wing It Like Witches" (hence the title). _____________________ Amity Blight sat quietly on the couch, sipping her cup of tea. It wasn’t the best, but she expected that. This shabby shack known as the Owl House wasn’t going to have the same high-quality selection as her home manor. At least it was tolerable. Taste aside, Amity was enjoying herself. For the first time in many years, she was hanging out with people she actually liked, people who made her happy. This evening wasn’t without its awkwardness, however. It was still pretty weird being in the home of a wanted criminal, with a broken foot, sitting on a rugged old couch between her former best friend and the girl she secretly had a huge crush on. Because of this, Amity spent a lot of time silently gulping down cups of tea, trying to take in the moment, only speaking up when she had something important to add. Despite all of this, Amity didn’t feel like she was imposing. These people accepted her. They weren’t placing expectations on her. She was comfortable. Well, she was comfortable. Not anymore. Guzzling down so much tea had its consequences. Consequences Amity was now acutely aware of. The drinks were catching up to her. The witchling’s bladder was filling rapidly. What started out as a light tingle only minutes ago had evolved into a heavy pounding in her abdomen. Amity quietly scooted her legs together, unable to cross them due to the large cast on her right foot. She really wanted to go to the bathroom, but there were a few issues. First, she had no idea where the bathroom was. Second, she really didn’t want to mention needing the toilet around Luz. Third, Amity had always been shy about excusing herself to take care of such things, due in no small part to her mother’s persistent “etiquette” training. She and her siblings were taught never to mention such needs unless it was an absolute emergency. Even then, they were encouraged to silently hold it until whatever conversation or meeting they were in was over. But this wasn’t a formal party. Amity didn’t need to worry about being so proper. She just needed to wait for a break in the conversation. Unfortunately, there was no such break. Everyone kept talking. Right now, Eda was in the middle of some long-winded story about her younger days, and it didn’t seem like she was going to finish any time soon. Amity began to restlessly fidget with the hem of her skirt. She badly wanted to hold herself, but what kind of impression would that give? This was her first time spending time with these people. She didn’t want to look like some child who couldn’t control her bladder. She set her empty cup on the table. She struggled to remember how many she had drank. Four? Five? However many, it had been a mistake. Luz picked up the tea pot and motioned to Amity’s cup, asking if she wanted another. The green haired girl placed her hand over her cup and shook her head. The mere thought of pouring liquid sent a chill down her spine. She didn’t want to consider adding any more to her system. Amity gripped her tights nervously. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “Everything alright?” Luz asked. Amity froze. Was she being that obvious? Her cheeks blushed. For a brief moment, a war broke out in the witch’s mind between her dignity and her need for relief. A painful spasm from her bladder decided that fight. “Um… Miss Eda?” Amity mumbled, staring at the floor, “Where is your… um… bathroom?” “What was that?” Eda asked loudly. Amity cleared her throat. “Where is…” “Seriously, speak up, baby Blight!” The Owl Lady interrupted. Amity shivered as she was assailed by another wave of desperation. “Where’s the bathroom?” She shouted. The momentary silence felt like a lifetime. Amity’s whole face went red. Had she just embarrassed herself in front of everyone? “Oh.” Eda responded calmly, “Yeah, it’s up… stairs…” She trailed off, a look of realization crossing her face. “Upstairs?” Amity gulped. With her injured leg, stairs were a real obstacle for the young witch. She could manage it, but it would take some time, and time was something she didn’t have. “Do you need someone to carry you?” Luz asked. Amity’s eyes shot wide open. Her breath caught in her throat. It was bad enough to be carried to the infirmary earlier. Getting carried to the bathroom? No, no way. “You know what?” Amity said, “I could probably just summon an abomination to help me… Haha… Yeah… That should work.” She lifted a shaky hand and drew a circle in the air. An unstable circle of magic floated there briefly before shattering uselessly. Between her extreme nervousness and her extreme desperation, the young witch was having a hard time concentrating. Any kind of magic would be next to impossible in this state. Eda laughed into her tea cup. “Looks like someone’s in trouble.” She snorted, “Just accept the help, Blight, before you ruin my couch.” “I… uh… w-well…” The green haired witch stuttered. She looked nervously around the room. Surely, she had to have another choice besides Luz. She didn’t want to think about the human carrying her in this state, standing outside the bathroom, overhearing as she… Amity shuddered. One by one, she evaluated the others in the room. Eda wasn’t in any rush to help and she wasn’t exactly reliable. Gus was small, it would be really awkward for him to support her. Not to mention getting help from a boy in this matter would be almost as embarrassing as getting help from Luz. Amity turned to Willow with pleading eyes. The plant track witch looked away and rubbed the side of her head, “I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that…” An obnoxious, high pitched voice cut through the air as the door flew open. “I could carry her~~~” Hooty said. His strange, worm-like body stretched in front of the couch. Amity recoiled in disgust. “Not even if I were literally dieing.” She said, harshly. The bird tube huffed and slithered back outside, slamming the door behind him. Amity hated this. She really hated this. It looked like Luz was her only option. ‘This is fine.’ Amity reasoned to herself, ‘She’s just helping you up the stairs. It’s not like she’s going to come into the bathroom with you. Not like she’s going to watch you as you…’ She couldn’t even finish the thought. Amity’s mind went completely blank. “Oh, man, is it really that bad?” Luz shouted, bringing Amity back to reality. “W-what?” Amity bolted upright in shock. She squeezed her legs tightly together as she felt her control slipping. “Your face is all red.” Luz explained. “Oh. N-no, it’s fine…” Amity stumbled over her words, “I mean, yeah, I need to go, but it’s not, like, an emergency or anything, you know! Haha. It’s not like I’m worried about losing control. I mean, yeah, it would still be good to go now. Just, you know, because…” Amity trailed off. Everyone was staring at her. “Yeah, let’s go…” She muttered. Luz jumped up from the couch and grabbed Amity’s crutches off the floor. She handed them to Amity as the witch lifted herself up. Amity leaned against her crutch for a second, taking deep breaths. Standing up made her realize just how full she really was. It felt like there was a grudgby ball in her stomach. Once she regained her composure, Amity began to awkwardly hobble to the stairway with Luz following behind. Luz draped Amity’s arm over her shoulders to help lift her off the injured foot. Amity tried not to think about how close they were right now. Luz felt so warm. Her shoulders were so soft. This would be a wonderful moment if it weren’t for the immense burden in Amity’s stomach. Shakily, Amity grabbed the railing nearest her. Luz tucked the crutch under her arm between the two. They began their slow ascent, one step at a time. Halfway up the stairs, another wave crashed into Amity’s bladder. She inhaled sharply and leaned over. Her bad leg twisted in front of her good one in a frantic fight to maintain control. During this struggle, the crutch slipped from between the girls and loudly clattered down the steps. “Are you ok?” Luz asked. “Y-yeah…” Amity lied, “Just… a little winded.” “Do you want me to grab that?” Luz gestured toward the crutch. Amity looked back. It had fallen all the way down to the first floor. She quietly whimpered at the thought of another delay. “L-let’s just keep going.” She concluded. After several agonizing minutes, the duo reached the landing. Amity leaned against the wall to catch her breath. “Ok, it’s just down this hall.” Luz pointed. Sure enough, just a short distance away was a door with a girls’ bathroom sign and a hastily scrawled note that read “And King”. Amity was so close. Relief was in sight. Just a little further. Realization struck her. How was she going to do this without her crutches? Luz could help her down the hall, but what about inside the bathroom? This thought caused the green haired witch to stumble. She nearly fell face-first to the floor, but Luz managed to catch her. This last jolt threw Amity to the brink. She trembled while Luz helped her stand up. Amity could feel the entire contents of her bladder trying to spill out. It felt like it was right at the edge of her pee hole. The slightest touch could send her over the edge. Pride was out the window at this point. Amity squirmed and thrust both hands between her legs. “Th-This is bad…” She muttered to herself. “Oh my gosh!” Luz shouted, “Don’t worry, I got you!” Before the witchling could say another word, she was swept off her feet. It took a second to realize what was going on. Luz had just picked her up. Amity couldn’t manage anything other than a startled squeak. She was overwhelmed by a mix of intense sensations. The human’s arms, her shirt, the motion, her own overwhelmed bladder… The one thought in Amity’s mind was that she absolutely could not afford to lose control now. If she did, it wouldn’t just be her clothes getting ruined. Her pee would get on Luz, the girl she admired so intensely. It wasn’t just her dignity on the line anymore, it was her entire social- and possibly romantic- future. Amity twisted her legs together. Every step jostled the sea inside her. It felt like her bladder was about to pop. “Ok…” Luz started awkwardly, “Now, can you help me get the door open?” Slowly, Amity slid one hand from between her thighs. She shakily reached outward. The door violently burst open. “HOOT! Door owl Hooty, at your service!” The house demon shouted, exploding through the door. Luz let out a startled yelp and fell back. Amity threw her arms out to catch herself. She hit the ground hard. That was the last straw. The delicate control Amity had fought so desperately to maintain was broken. Her pee began to leak out. It started as a slight dribble and rapidly picked up in intensity until it was a full-blown torrent. The witch clenched her thighs and grabbed herself with one hand, but it was too late. She had held too much for too long, her body had given up. Amity went limp and stared at the ceiling. Her tights grew warm, starting at her lap and spreading outward in all directions. The urine flowed freely out of her. Most of it spread down her legs and around her hips, some pooled on her stomach, wetting the bottom of her school shirt. The fabric of her tights provided little resistance as the liquids cascaded down her legs and onto the floor. The witchling laid there in stunned silence. The world stood still. She couldn’t see, hear, or feel anything except the river constantly flowing out of her. She wasn’t sure how long it was before she stopped. A minute? An hour? A year? She wasn’t even exactly sure she had finished until the once warm fluids started to grow cold. Amity shifted in place. Something felt off. The floor was uneven. It was also softer than she expected. Her eyes went wide, her face was burning. ‘No! No no no!’ Her thoughts raced. Amity dared to glance over to her side. There, in the corner of her vision, was the unmistakable tan skin of Luz the human. Underneath her. Amity’s breath caught in her throat. Her whole body went cold. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Not only had she just wet her pants, she just peed on top of her crush! That was it! It was all over. There was no way to recover from this. Luz would hate her. Everyone would laugh at her. She would never be able to show her face again. Amity would live the rest of her life as a recluse. ‘Titan, kill me now.’ She thought, then lay back and waited for the world to end. “...ity! Amity!” Something broke through the haze. A voice. Someone was talking. Was it an angel? Was she dead? The answer was yes for one of those questions. But Amity was still alive. Amity opened her eyes. Luz’s face filled her vision. She didn’t look angry. She looked scared, concerned even. “Amity! Are you ok?” She asked, frantically, “You didn’t hit your head did you?” Physically, Amity was ok. Mentally? Emotionally? Not so much. The witchling sat up, freeing the human under her. “No… I’m ok…” She answered, grimly. Luz sighed in relief, “Good, listen…” Amity didn’t want to listen. She wanted to fix this. She didn’t want to lose the one good thing to happen to her in years. Amity buried her head against her knees. Both girls spoke at the same time. “I’m sorry!” There was silence. They stared at each other. “Why are you sorry?” Amity managed to ask. “I didn’t mean to drop you! I just got so startled and my foot slipped and…” “It’s ok.” Amity interrupted, “It wasn’t your fault. It was that weird bird… tube… thing.” Luz helped the young witch to her feet. While she stood, Amity caught a glimpse of Luz’s clothes. Her school uniform was wet. The skirt and shirt glistened, her multi-colored tights were darkened. “Why are you sorry?” Luz asked. “Because I… did this…” Amity gestured to her damp clothes, “And I got my… you know… on you.” “Amity, it’s fine.” Luz reassured, placing a hand on Amity’s shoulder, “It wasn’t your fault. If I hadn’t dropped you, none of this would have happened.” Amity looked up. Luz’s face was so genuine. She had a slight smile. She was so beautiful. “So, you’re not… mad?” The witchling asked. “Why would I be? It was an accident. We all have them.” “And you’re not… grossed out?” Luz shrugged, “Eh. This is the Boiling Isles. When it comes to gross bodily fluids I’ve been covered in, this doesn’t even crack the top ten.” Amity giggled. “There’s a smile!” Luz cheered. “Now.” She continued, “Let’s get you cleaned up. I think I have some spare clothes that will fit you.” Amity blushed. Borrowing? Luz’s clothes? She was dumbstruck. She stayed silent as Luz helped her to the shower. Before Luz left the room, Amity spoke up. “What about the… um… puddle?” “Don’t worry about that. I can take care of it. Just focus on you right now.” Luz shut the door behind her, leaving Amity alone, sitting on the edge of the tub, staring at the wall. How could this human be so nice to her? After taking a minute to collect herself, Amity took off her dirty clothes and set them on the counter. She hauled herself into the shower, leaning unsteadily against the wall. While the warm water cascaded over her, there was a knock at the door. Before Amity could say anything, the door creaked open. Even though the shower curtain was drawn, Amity gasped and covered herself with her arms. “Alright, I brought you some fresh clothes. Sorry there’s not much of a selection, but they should do for now.” It was Luz. She had just barged in. For some reason, this made Amity’s heart flutter. “I also brought your crutches and a bag for your wet clothes. Let me know if you need anything else.” Amity had trouble finding her voice. She only managed to croak out a feeble “Thanks.” “And try not to take too long. I don’t want to rush you, but Willow’s getting squirmy.” Luz added before closing the door. Amity buried her face in her hands. Tears welled up in her eyes. This human was too perfect. Once she regained her composure, Amity quickly cleaned herself off and stepped out of the shower. There was a pair of jeans and a purple and white striped shirt messily folded on the counter. They were a little loose on her, but fit well enough. She shoved her soiled uniform into the bag. When she opened the door, Amity saw that the puddle she left earlier was gone. Without the burden of a bursting bladder, Amity was able to manage getting down the stairs on her own. Everyone was still waiting in the living room. Luz had changed into her pajamas. Amity felt like she should say something. She cleared her throat and rubbed the back of her neck. “Sorry, everyone. I guess I pushed myself too far. Listen, can you please not tell anyone about what happened? I didn’t mean to…” She was interrupted by Eda’s raucous laughter. “Are you kidding? This is prime blackmail material. No way I’m giving that away for free.” Willow stood up and placed a hand on Amity’s shoulder. “It’s not the first embarrassing story between us.” She said, “You’re fine, Blight. For now.” While that ominous statement hung in the air, Willow took off hurriedly up the stairs. “Gossip isn’t really my thing.” Gus said with a shrug, “My lips are sealed.” The door opened and Hooty stretched his worm-like body around Amity’s shoulders. “Don’t worry, I’ll never tell~~~” His voice grated on Amity’s ears. “All your secrets and embarrassing stories are safe with me. Like how I didn’t tell anyone Luz wet the bed last week.” “Hooty!” Luz shouted, throwing a pillow at the house demon. He retracted back out of the room. “Don’t worry, Amity.” Luz said, her tone softening, “You’re one of us now. We don’t hurt each other like that.” Amity blushed and a wide smile crossed her face. “Well, I should probably get home. I’ve got some… laundry to do…” Everyone said their goodbyes and Amity left. On the way home, she felt strangely… light. Despite the horrifying accident, Amity was happy. These new friends were definitely the right choice.
  15. So rather than fill up the board with new threads for each image dump, I thought it prudent to consolidate all future posts/image dumps to one mega thread. So boom, here be thread. Just as I thought I was done with this barely working mess, Novel A.I. actually fixed its issues. Now the site actually works reliably. Every time I think I'm out, they pull me back in. But before I just dump another batch of images, some people have asked that I give some sort of basic tutorial on Novel A.I., or at least what I've learned. So I'm going to post something here that I recently posted on another thread. I hope this helps. ============================= NOVEL A.I. Basic Omorashi Tutorial ============================= EDIT: THERE IS NOW A MORE UPDATED/CONSOLIDATED VERSION OF THIS TUTORIAL POSTED TO PIXIV LINK --> https://www.pixiv.net/novel/show.php?id=18609737 This is what I've learned and rendered in my first week with this crazy new sci-fi shit. Yikes what a week. Below I've posted my first attempts at "Landscape" mode, and it was definitely harder and took longer. Going forward I'm gonna try and work on clothing stains/saturation and getting the pee right, so it doesn't look like melted gold half the time. Maybe some of you "scientists" can figure that out, now that you have my mountaintop temple teachings. All of these new images along with the older ones are also viewable in my albums if that's easier. (link below) https://www.omorashi.org/profile/2305-duffman/?tab=node_gallery_gallery And the rest.
  16. Hi! It is currently 6:00 were I live and I am going to try and hold it until one you gives me permission to pee. I just drank a big cup and coffee and a big cup of water. I am waiting for it to kick in. I will post updates when I feel like I need to or every ten minutes. 6:14- starting to feel a little bit of an urge. About a 3 6:24- starting to get worse about a 5 I really want to masturbate, but I am gonna wait until I get more desperate. Gonna watch some porn 6:32- about to start masturbating! My desperation is about a 6 6:36- I am about to pee myself from masturbating. It felt good, but I couldn’t last that long. My bladder is so full I just wanna release it so badly. Someone please let me 6:46- I peed a leak I am gonna drink half the amount of water I leaked….. I peed myself
  17. Spoiler alert: They’re not. I had only been holding about 6 hours, from my lunch break at work until I got home, but I was hoping to get to use this twice before changing…oh well, at least I’m wearing a dress so I can waddle around in my overflowing pull-up. I’m thinking if I had released slower it may have been more absorbent, but I just couldn’t hold it back. vcompress_15.mov
  18. Heya all you losers. This is THE Junko Enoshima. I may have interrupted your regularly scheduled programming from some dude who probably lives in his Mom's basment. Lucky you! You see all you fuckos, I got a special little game in store. A game that will bring people despair... for your enjoyment! So buckle up, and grab ya self some drinks. You're about to see some real piss stuff.
  19. Please give me challenges! I will use them in future holds and will give credit for who gave them to me!
  20. Version 1.2

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    Another work by 'Moyashi Institute of Technical Research', who also made VR Room 509. A novel concept of a third-person shooter but with adult features, which luckily for us involves a LOT of peeing! The adult features do require an R18 Patch. Please consider supporting the developer on Steam or on their DLSite link: https://www.dlsite.com/maniax/circle/profile/=/maker_id/RG30029.html Important: Don't forget the use the R18 Patch, or all peeing will be disabled! The following features are in the game: Wave-based third-person shooting with standard firearms like pistols, shotguns, assault rifles, light machineguns and submachineguns. Challenge mode with arenas and balloons with turrets trying to eliminate the eliminator. Various outfits, or outright nudity with some customisation within each such as panty colour or removing a shirt. Using a urinal, squat-toilet, Western toilet and drainage gutter, as well as peeing at any location with a flat surface. Open peeing or clothes wetting. Fluid dynamics but no lasting clothing dampness. (Optional) masturbation, lesbian sex, vomit and scat. Some CGs in the creator's posters littered throughout the city area. Customisable pubic hair with genital mosaics that can be removed using scripting methods which are beyond me. Change character by purchasing the green-haired girl then using her (doesn't that sound quotable). Use the Kaede model to switch back. In terms of the game mechanics, the green bar is health, the blue bar is hydration and a red bar is food eaten, with a brown/pink being overlap between food and water (as they use the same bar). The character needs none of these to survive and they merely act as healing or to trigger other events. Ammunition is limited but the refill points are infinite use as well as free. Points to purchase items and outfits are acquired either by enemy waves or challenges. Outfits are changed and purchased at any wardrobe, the objects menu is accessed anywhere in game using Tab as long as you aren't in an active enemy wave, the items are mostly functional but include orange juice bottles for rehydrating to heal, pee or vomit at around 2300cr each. You can rehydrate at any time by using a vending machine for 1000cr each. In a scene there are options to click, which will either give a shaking head 'no' response or be outright invisible if conditions are not met. Obviously hydration and food are required to urinate and poop, but less obviously there are situations like an excrete all button when you have enough food and water together, or even Kaede looking visibly desperate when in the scene menu at a urinal while over two thirds hydrated. Vomiting happens automatically when consuming drinks to go above full hydration (I guess around 120%). Scenes do not interrupt enemies chasing and attacking you, but they can prevent injury until you exit. Please note: If Kaede drinks far enough over full hydration, she will NOT automatically wet herself, she will instead vomit shortly afterward. If you do not like that, don't go crazy with drinks! The shooter controls are: LMB - Close combat or shoot. Hold RMB - Aim. MMB - Switch third person side. R - Manual reload. 1 - Switch/stow primary weapon. 2 - Switch/stow pistol. V - Use under-barrel (only with assault rifle). Space - Jump/Roll/Backflip (rarely climb over small obstacles too). Left Control/Alt Grave - Crouch (which heals using hydration when not moving or shooting). Hold E - Use/Scene (scene not usable during an active challenge). Hold Tab - Purchase menu (not usable during an active combat wave). Escape - Pause menu and settings. The scene controls are: Click an option to switch character position or pee/poop (note that "shit down" is a typo, she squats, poop is another button). Hold LMB - Rotate camera. Hold RMB - Zoom camera. Hold MMB - Reposition camera Click and drag the Field Of View to adjust vision, this affects the character's body appearance to a noticeable degree. To go deeper than the closest zoom, rotate the camera with LMB to face side-on and then use MMB to drag sideways closer. I hope you like it enough to support the creator. As I write this they are working on another project which seems like it involves peeing 3D girls too.
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  21. View File Pink Drip - Desperation Pee and Humiliation Goth girl pees herself which is followed by a JOI, Contains nudity and JOI Submitter Hio Submitted 09/09/2023 Category Female  
  22. View File Occupied Bathroom Coming home from work with a full bladder I try to hold it at the locked bathroom door until I finally wet my jeans Submitter holding-myself Submitted 09/12/2023 Category Male  
  23. Shizuku 9, Shawnie 3. Hollister jeans, red skate tee, pink hoodie. Legend level. Yeah I got fucking soaked again. Shizuku was all like "no" and nothing worked. 12 canipees and 12 fuck yous. 6 challenge sessions, 8 challenges, 3 refused, 5 done. Legas apart 4 minutes, went OK, 3 minutes off. Touch toes 5 second at a time for 8 minutes, pretty fucking hard, couple squirts. 3 minutes off. warm water down pants, fuck no on that one. fill cup slowly, whatever easy, 3 minutes off. squirt one second, wett spot, 2 minutes off. legs apart stretch 5 times. not too bad. 3 minutes off. ice cubes down pants, fuck no. touch toes 5 second for 8 minutes fuck no cause i woulda pissed bad. Totals so far. 11 sunday mornings, 12 on legend level. 9 fucking soaked endings, 2 damp but winning endings, 1 totally dry ending, 100 fuck yous and 3 yesses from Shizuku. 45 challenge sessions, 56 challenges, 12 rejected, 43 done.
  24. This is a series of chapters, my first attempt at writing. The storyline is set in India. The characters are purely hypothetical but the desperation scenarios are inspired from real life incidents or stories. The content focuses on female wetting / desperation / peeing, but will occasionally also contain male desperation / peeing. I do not plan to touch upon poop / messing scenarios, and if I ever do, there will be a clear warning at the top. Almost all chapters will contain indirect or direct references to some sexual acts, although that isn’t the main focus. Dialogs, although rare, may be in Hinglish - a mix of Hindi and English, but will be translated to English in brackets. I would love to get feedback to see if readers find this interesting. I have written a few chapters and have even more scenarios in mind, and would definitely like to pen them down if this forms an interesting read. Chapter 1: The Beginning (This chapter is a bit long since it introduces the characters and set-up for the first time, the others will be more to-the-point 🙂 ) Golu was quite excited for the next adventure his life was bringing to him. Golu was single, 25y old and was so far staying with a male friend from college in Bangalore. But his friend had decided to pursue an MBA and was hence leaving the house. Golu loved his current house - it was close to work, close to a couple of pubs he liked, close to where some of his other friends stayed, and had good sports amenities that he regularly used. But the rent was too high for him to stay alone. He was therefore bummed at the prospect of leaving the place. However, as luck would have it, his friend Tanvi happened to be shifting in to Bangalore, and was looking for a place to stay. Her future office was near his house, although away from his office. All her friends had already rented accommodation, and so, when Golu offered, she thought it over for a couple of days and eventually said yes. Golu was thrilled - Tanvi was not only a good friend who he had a lot of fun with, but he had also fancied her towards the end of school and always thought she was cute. At 25, She was fair skinned, about 5’8 and very fit with curves at the right places. She had become hotter than he remembered - he noticed how she had perky breasts and grabb-able hips but a very toned waist. Tanvi had been anxious while making the decision - it wasn’t that common in India for boys and girls to stay together in a rented flat, but it was picking up. She trusted Golu - they had been friends since school, and had fancied the 6 foot handsome boy with his good sense of humour from a distance, but never thought much of it. She had briefly dated someone in college but currently was single and found comfort in living with a known friend. The house was a regular butterfly formation 2 bedroom - with the lobby (dining and living area) and kitchen in the center, with 1 bedroom on each side. Golu had the bigger room with an attached bathroom. Tanvi’s room had an attached bathroom which also opened into the lobby, but they kept that door closed, so it was practically her private bathroom. When she shifted in, he explained the regular household things to her, and while talking he did admit that he wasn’t good at running the house (e.g. managing groceries, or the maid, cook etc.) He did, however, mention that he was fairly regular at laundry and offered to take that up for her too if she wanted, in return for her looking at other aspects. She thought it over for a day and accepted - she didn’t like doing laundry anyway. In the first week he took her out to a couple of pubs just to show her around. It was there that he noticed that she seemed to frequent the ladies room a lot, almost double than he did (and he considered himself to be someone who needed the bathroom quite often). He specially noticed that beer seemed to run right through her, and that quite piqued his interest - he felt a tingling a couple of times in his pants but ignored further thoughts along that train. In the third instance they decided to go to a nearby pub which was a 15 min walk. Golu wore a tshirt with jeans and Tanvi wore a black and red casual dress. They ordered a couple of beers as they caught up on life over about a couple of hours - during which they both visited the restroom once. As they were leaving the pub, Tanvi considered using the restroom but decided against it - she didn’t like using public restrooms and they were anyway headed home. As they made their way home, Tanvi felt her urge to pee increase - the second beer was making its way fast to her bladder. Although she kept her sphincter muscles tightly shut, she was able to walk casually - it wasn’t that bad yet. Their house was on the first floor and they had to use the stairs. As they approached the gate of the house, Tanvi felt a spasm with a sudden urge to pee, and stopped talking and walking for a second to hold it in. “Kya hua? (What happened?)”, Golu asked, genuinely confused. “Kuch nahi (Nothing)”, said Tanvi, trying to sound casual, as she resumed walking towards the stairs, the pressure a bit under control now. As they reached the top of the stairs, Golu fumbled around in his pocket for the keys - usually he opened the door even though she had a key - but it just took him a couple of seconds longer to un-entangle his hankerchief. In that moment, Tanvi suddenly felt another strong spasm, with her pee pressing against her urethra. In an automatic reaction, she crossed her legs tightly while waiting for the door to open, letting her thighs press against her urethra and relieve some of the pressure. Golu noticed this just as he was opening the door, and felt his cock bulge up in his underwear. In a bid to hide it, he turned away from her, opened the door and entered. She entered behind him and rushed to her room and into her bathroom. “Ooooooooh” she let out as she entered her bathroom and turned around to lock the door. Golu heard this clearly, through the lobby door of her bathroom and felt his cock further stiffen. He himself needed to pee, but decided to wait just for another minute. The pressure in Tanvi’s bladder had increased as soon as she saw the bathroom. As Tanvi locked the door and turned towards the toilet, she felt the strongest spasm yet, with her pee almost at the end of her urethra. She jammed her right hand against her pussy to hold her pee and lifted the lid with her left hand. As she turned around, lifted her dress, she removed her right hand and with both hands took off her light blue panties. In that moment, a tiny spurt of pee escaped her pussy into her panties before those were out of the way. Even before she could sit, pee blasted out of her urethra, initially hitting straight into the water and then against the porcelain as she sat and straightened up.The jet blast lasted for 12-13 seconds before it slowed down to a normal flow. She continued peeing for another 30 seconds and breathed a sigh of relief. Outside, Golu heard the loud sound against the water as well as the porcelain. His cock was now throbbing. The sound of her peeing with such force had excited his cock too much. He then went to his bathroom and, almost without an option, jerked off before he peed. He couldn’t believe it - how amazing was the first week already? The next morning Golu lay in bed remembering the last night’s events and lightly touched himself. He still felt overwhelmed - this was the first time he had witnessed desperation (although mild) in person. Previously, he had only watched videos - a lot of them, JAVs and others, on desperation and pee accidents. But last night he had seen such a pretty and cute girl cross her legs in front of him - for the first time. He had only assumed in that moment that it was because she wanted to pee because she had crossed them so suddenly and tightly, but it was later confirmed when she almost literally ran to her bathroom. And then, to top it all, he had heard her pee with such a force. He imagined her taking off her panties, her pee escaping her pussy, and felt ecstasy in his mind. The only thing that would’ve made it even better would’ve been if she hadn’t made it - if a bit of pee had leaked into her panties. It was a pity that she had made it to the toilet on time. Or had she? That day was laundry day, and she had already given him all the clothes and left for work. As he began putting the clothes in the washing machine, he also handled all her bras and panties. The very fact that he was holding Tanvi’s panties in his hand made his cock stiffen up tightly. As he lifted the last panty out of the laundry basket - this one was light blue, he felt a slight dampness. As he held it wide in his hands, he saw it clearly - there was a small but clear area where it was darker blue, and it was damp. His heartbeat raced through the roof. So she had had a minor accident after all? Golu admired that thought for sometime, his mind playing out details of how that panty got wet. He then put the panties back into the machine, started the washing machine cycle and went to the privacy of his room.
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