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  1. Vanessa - Missed her job interview

    Version 1.0.0

    It's Vanessa's big day today, she has to go through a job interview today and hopes to get her dream job. But she has two problems. First of all she needs to pee and the pressure in her bladder is rising. Second, she can't find the address of the company. She also wears a sports bag because part of the interview is showing her physical abilities. Vanessa is in agony. She check the navigation in her smartphone and then even phones the company and asks how to get there. It's pretty obvious she has to find bathroom really quickly but it's not her lucky day today. When she finally arrives at the door and searches for the bell she pisses her pants. She collapses on the stairs and starts crying.

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  2. View File Vanessa - Missed her job interview It's Vanessa's big day today, she has to go through a job interview today and hopes to get her dream job. But she has two problems. First of all she needs to pee and the pressure in her bladder is rising. Second, she can't find the address of the company. She also wears a sports bag because part of the interview is showing her physical abilities. Vanessa is in agony. She check the navigation in her smartphone and then even phones the company and asks how to get there. It's pretty obvious she has to find bathroom really quickly but it's not her lucky day today. When she finally arrives at the door and searches for the bell she pisses her pants. She collapses on the stairs and starts crying. Submitter lovewettingcom Submitted 11/16/2017 Category Public wetting Clothing Jeans  
  3. TrainWet.JPG

    From the album Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Poor girl, wet herself on the metro Still, I'm sure anyone that uses a metro can tell you that school-girl piss is one of the cleaner things to sit in By school girl I mean college girl. She's over 18 for legal reasons. Just to be safe.
  4. pee pee myself

    Its summer, Last week it was so hot in orange county, ca it must have hit 115 degrees. I was out at a job fair in the morning, I had a nice sport coat & jeans on. The sport coat was so hot I ended up drinking 6 or 7 full bottles of water over 3 hours and had not urge to pee until the the job fair was over. When the job fair was over at 2pm I went to my car and started driving home. I live 17 minutes away from the job fair. anyway the bottles of water started to hit my bladder very very very hard. I have a small overactive bladder and it filled my bladder up so much. My bladder got so full that I started crying and look for a gas station to pull over in.While I was searching for a gas station my bladder was filling up super fast and it started to burn a lot because my bladder was being stretched far beyond its limits. I started tearing up and holding myself trying to hold my pee pee in. ( I never grew out of tearing up when I am desperate to pee, I really start tearing up and cry like a baby when I have an accident). I eventually found a gas station probably 5 minutes away from my house. I started to park at one of the gas station stalls and my bladder started to contract very badly, I couldnt keep it in and I peed in my pants for a few seconds, but I stopped it. When I parked my body went on auto poilet mode and I started crying like a 5 year old. When I got out of the car and stood up I lost control of my bladder and started peeing myself. I grabbed myseld to try to stop it but it kept coming out. I could feel the pee pee soak my underware and pants. When my bladder was empty my pants where soaked and I got back in the car and headed home. When I got home I took a picture of my wet pants.
  5. hello! i just commissioned a big project from Aogami! he's a very good fetish artist that draws almost anything. origional source here! https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=1367302 (you may need a inkbunny account to view) so here i have an AR commission. tons of nudity but has wetting at the end. the story i wrote doesn't have a fair or happy ending. but that's the point! please comment and let me know what ya'll think! >^.^<
  6. Miku Hatsune 2

    My 2nd uploaded pic. I do not own it blah blah blah.
  7. © http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=35871820

  8. The soda drinking contest

    This is basically a story I made up with my OC's here:http://neptunewater.deviantart.com/art/The-Rainbow-Pixies-634259476 If you don't like this story, don't comment anything rude. The story: It was a typical Friday afternoon. Inside their home were six pixies, who could change size. This time they were human-sized. There were only 4 of them at home, 2 of them, Orenji and Ao, had gone out. The remaining four, Murasaki, Aka, Kiiro, and Midori, were sitting in front of the TV, channel surfing. "I'm bored." Midori whined. "There's nothing on TV." Aka suddenly got an idea. "I got it! Let's chug down some soda and see who can hold it the longest!" Murasaki rolled her eyes. "You've got to be joking, this is completely idiotic." Kiiro stuck her tongue out at Murasaki. "It's gonna be fun!" She said with a squeal. Midori gave everyone a bottle of Cola and everyone but Murasaki chugged it down. ******************************************************************************************30 minutes later******************************************************************************************************* Midori whimpered. "Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to drink all that Cola... Aka, you aren't making this easy." Murasaki sat on the couch, staring at the three girls. "Would you?" She asked. "This is pointless!" ************************************************************************************2 hours later****************************************************************************************************************** Aka moaned. "It hurts!" Murasaki sighed. "Well, it WAS your idea." "T-that's it! I can't hold it anymore! I'm gonna pee myself!" Kiiro cried out, breaking into a "pee-pee dance". "Ha-ha! Kiiro's gonna- agh! Spurted again!" Giggled Midori, who had been spurting because she had drank the most Cola. *************************************************************************************10 minutes later********************************************************************************************************** Midori was the first to surrender. "B-BATHROOM!" She ran all the way to the bathroom to relieve herself. Now, their home only had two bathrooms, which was gonna be a problem for Aka and Kiiro, the remaining two. "Give up already!" Kiiro cried. "My bladder's about to explode!" "No way!" Aka shot back. "I'm winning, so YOU should quit!" Murasaki cringed. "Stop dancing around! You're making me have to pee, too!" Aka looked outside at the sprinkler, and immediately surrendered. Kiiro was on the verge of wetting. CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She sat down in a corner by the bathroom, wondering how she had gotten herself into the mess she was in. She saw a potted plant across the room. Maybe I could- what?! No! That's disgusting! I'd rather die than- A bit of pee slid down from her crotch to her leg. This is pretty gross, but when you gotta go... She stumbled across the room to the potted plant, but then she accidentally looked outside at the sprinkler. The same sprinkler Aka accidentally looked at. Kiiro's bladder exploded, and a few seconds later, she was sobbing, standing in a puddle of pee. "Ahh, man what a relief!" Aka sighed, exiting the bathroom. She then noticed Kiiro, crying and whimpering. "Kiiro?! Did you...y'know.... have an accident?!" Kiiro nodded. "I'm sorry... I couldn't hold it anymore. I tried to get to the plant, but I didn't make it and-" Aka looked Kiiro in the eyes. "It's okay, it wasn't your fault." She reassured the blond pixie. "It was mine for suggesting the idea. Now c'mon, let's go get you into some clean clothes before Orenji and Ao come back home." "Okay..." The embarrassed pixie walked upstairs, embarrassed. The end....or is it? Yup, it's the end of my cruddy story (Maybe...)! How'd you like it? Comment, but don't do anything mean
  9. female Locked Out!

    Hey guys, I know I've been away for some time, and I keep getting a bunch of messages from people asking for more experiences to be shared, so here I am, sorry for the absence. So this is about my friend named Amy, her and I are still friends and every now and then I still remind her of this incident and she gets upset about it. So, as always, here's the description of her: long, brown, curly hair, but she would normally keep it in a bun. She's short, but her breasts do pack a punch. I've only seen her wear jeans a few times, because 9 times out of 10 she wears black tights. (Sidenote, I'm not sure why so many girls like wearing tights/yoga pants so much, I asked one of my friends and she said she hates wearing them) So it was senior year and we were in some science class, I think it was biology or chemistry or something. But we had to grow plants near the school's greenhouse, like carrots and spinach and radishes and such. We had to go every other day to tend to the plants' needs, which was fine by me, since it was a break from doing the normal schoolwork. Amy and I were productive lab partners, but for some reason, we just couldn't grow anything but mold. So while everyone else was ahead of Amy and I, with their vegetables blooming, we were stuck with nothing. So we would spend about 15 minutes trying to fix our problems while everyone else finished up watering their plants in 5. This happened every day we'd water them and this would often frustrate us. Anyhow, class started one day, and I walked in expecting a typical day. But when Amy walked in, antsy, I would soon realize it wouldn't be so typical. She put her backpack down and said to my teacher, "Is it alright if I go to the bathroom before class starts?" My teacher, usually being very fair, surprisingly said no. "You should have went before you came into class." Amy looked at her with begging eyes. "Please? My last class I had a really long test and I couldn't go then and I was running late for this class!" "Sorry Amy, but you're gonna have to wait it out, but class is about to begin so take your seat." Amy sat down next to me, to which she crossed her legs. "Ugh, she won't let me go pee!" Amy told me. My teacher gave a quick lecture, then told us it was time for us to water our plants. We walked around the entire inside of the school to the end doors, to go to the greenhouse. As we were walking, Amy walked alongside with me with her hands pressed against her crotch. She would make a few remarks every so often about her urge to pee. When we got to the greenhouse, we realized, yet again, nothing had been grown in our box of plants. So we spent a good 15 minutes replanting and watering, while everyone finished up. My teacher saw how far behind we were, and she said- "We're gonna go back to class, but you guys can just finish out here with your plants and come back when you're done. I'll leave the door open for you guys, don't forget that it locks when you shut it." So the rest of the class went back inside while Amy and I were stuck gardening. Amy wanted to hurry up, because she said she "REALLY NEEDS TO PEE" as she told me. She did the pee dance, while I watered the plants. (Or should I say, mold :/) I joked. "Want to help water the plants? You won't have to pee after." "Haha, very funny," Amy rolled her eyes. We were almost done with our gardening, and Amy said she just needed to sprinkle a little bit more seeds on the soil and we'd be done. "Ah just go back to class, I'll be there in a minute, okay?" Amy said. So I agreed, and walked to the door my teacher left open. I kicked the rock that was keeping the door open, not even thinking. The door shut behind me and I walked back to class. I sat in my seat when I got back to class. Two minutes went by with no Amy in the class. My thought at the moment was that she made a stop to the bathroom which was why she was taking so long, but I suddenly got a text from Amy as I was thinking that. It read: Amy: You shut the door on me! im locked outside Me: Sorry, just go around the front of the school the doors are unlocked there Amy: I won't be able to make it pls just hurry up to the door where im at Me: I dont understand?? Amy: no time to explain pls come open the door So I told my teacher that Amy was locked out, and she told me to go open the door for her. As I was walking to the door I texted her: Me: im on my way but why do you need me to hurry Amy: i told you i really need to pee and if you dont hurry up theres gonna be a huge mess Me: ok im on my way ill be there in a min I realized at that moment, holy shit. I'm what's keeping her from pissing all over her pants...Since I've been genuinely attracted to her (and who doesn't want to see their crush piss themselves) I wanted to experience something phenomenal. At the same time I didn't want to see her embarrassed either. So what did I do? Alright. Maybe I took my time walking to the door. Does that make me a bad friend? Maybe, but she didn't know that I took my time. It's like the saying, if a tree falls in the forest and no one's around to hear it, does it make a sound? Well, if a person does a douchy move to their friend, but they're unaware of it, is the person really a douche? You decide. Walking to the door, I got several texts from Amy, to which I didn't reply. where are you? pls hurry literally im about to piss in my pants theres gonna be a huge mess pls hurry When I got the door, I saw Amy outside, crouched with her hands shoved against her crotch. She saw me, and she yelled for me to hurry up and open it. As I opened it, she quickly walked through the door. "What took you so long? Ugh....." I looked where she stood outside and saw a tiny puddle. "Is that from you?" I asked, chuckling slightly. "I don't think you understand just how bad I have to go! I'm about to pee in just one second, I swear to God..." "Well instead of just standing here, why don't you go to a bathroom?" I said. "Oh yeah," Amy replied, to which she started power-walking to the bathroom, at the end of the long hallway. I walked with her, but suddenly the principal came out of a classroom and saw us. "Why aren't you guys in class?" he demanded. Amy stood there, her path of travel blocked. "I'm just going to the bathroom," Amy said frantically. "Alright, and as for you?" he said to me. "I'm just going to class," I said. "Very well," he said. "Carry on." He walked away and Amy and I started walking again. She started to jog, and when we got to the bathroom............"out of order", a sign read. "The next bathroom is on the other side of the school," I said. Amy groaned and said she didn't think she would make it, but hurried up and started jogging to the bathroom again. Obviously, I jogged with her. (The class we were supposed to be in was right near the bathroom, so it's not like I was trying to be creepy to her) We were about halfway there when suddenly Amy started to slow down and she stopped. "Why are you stopping, Amy?" I turned, and saw she was staring down at her crotch and a stream came from it. It got all over her tights, mostly along the back of her thighs and ass. She started walking slowly as she was peeing, creating a trail of piss. Now look. When people have accidents, everyone has their own way of coping with it, especially if it's public. Some laugh it off, some try to cover it up with a sweatshirt, some act like an attention whore and show it off, some freeze up, not knowing what to do, and some get emotional, being completely embarrassed. Amy was a crier. She saw the mess she was making, on both the ground and her tights, and started sobbing. She stopped walking and covered up her face with her hands, silently sobbing to herself as she peed. Me? I just stood there, amazed, with a massive boner, staring at what I just witnessed. I got a hold of myself, and hugged her. "Are you okay?" I asked. Amy....well...she got a little angry with me, saying that if I had come quicker, and hadn't locked her outside, this wouldn't have happened. As far as the locking out part- I didn't mean for that to happen. As for the "not hurrying fast enough" part, although that was true, I said that the teacher wouldn't let me leave the classroom at first. Amy believed me, and we walked back together. She went into the bathroom as I walked back to class. A minute later, she came back into class, red-faced, looking down at the ground. She sat next to me and whispered in my ear, "don't tell anyone this happened. This stays between you and me. Okay?" And that was that.
  10. Car Ride

    This is the first story I've written for the site in quite a long while. It's actually a small side story from an RP that I'm currently doing with a friend of mine. It's not my best work but I hope that you will all enjoy it. Credit goes to Justice as this features one of his characters. The day at long last had finally come to an end and Alanna couldn't. Have been happier about two things one she could finally use the restroom and two. Being she would be going home as the day had been stressful enough for Alanna already. That being with the fact earlier that morning she had an accident during math class with Kristina. It had been a rather embarrassing accident on Alanna's part. She had asked to use the restroom but wasn't allowed to leave the room. So, in the long run, Alanna had wet herself flooding her blue and white striped panties. And soaking her blue skirt she had been wearing. Having used that time to get cleaned up and changed into a white blouse and pink short pleated skirt. She had, this time, choose to wear a white pull-up underneath her skirt. Also, Kristina's own need at that time to pee had also made Alanna's own need that much worse but that was all behind her. After leaving the room and changing Alanna had put the event behind her. After packing up her belongings she left the classroom in a hurry wanting to use the restroom. Before leaving school because in a few minutes time she would need to meet up with Kristina to get her ride home. After a short walk, Alanna neared the restroom only to find a small line of people. Waiting to use it this made her stop a short distance away. "N-no, n-no" Alanna muttered to herself she pressed a hand against her crotch through her skirt. The girl's poor bladder was sending signals to her brain that it needed to release itself. But Alanna was feeling herself growing scared she didn't like using the restroom with large crowds of people. In fact, she only felt safe using the restroom either when no one else was in there or with Kristina. "I-I" Alanna was trying to think of the best course of action to take. When she in the end chicken out and turned away hurrying away from the restroom on the way. She bumped into Kristina who had left her own classroom. Seeing her friend filled Alanna with happiness as she liked spending time with Kristina. But most of all what made Alanna happiest of all was that Kristina was like her in some ways. They both suffered from accidents though Alanna's was a tad worse then Kristina's own and they both wore diapers but Alanna mainly wore pull-ups. Which helped carry some of the accidents that Alanna tended to have. "Alanna, are you ready to head home?" Kristina asked. Alanna didn't say anything at first she just shifted around a little. From just looking at Alanna Kristina could tell that Alanna needed to pee she was used to seeing this in Alanna. Which was quite often? "Y-yeah I-I'm ready" Alanna finally said taking her hand gently Kristina led Alanna outside of the school both girls made small talk. Though it was mainly Kristina talking about her day Alanna didn't say much just listened and said a few words from time to time. Five minutes later a blue four-door BMW pulled up in front of the school. Both girls got into the car and sat beside each other in the backseat. Kristina's mom and Alanna greeted one another with a simple 'hello and how was your day?" as they pulled away from the school. During the time Alanna was starting to show signs of needing to pee. She would sometimes squirm around on the seat. Or cross her legs the best she could do a couple of times she would press her hand into her skirt. Out of the corner of her eye, Kristina watched Alanna she had gone to the restroom before running into Alanna. Yet she could slowly feel her need to use the bathroom growing again. She was also enjoying the show Alanna was putting on though she would never admit that to Alanna. A few minutes longer the car pulled onto the freeway. Alanna's need was growing worse with each passing moment. "C-Could w-we please pull i-into a Burger King I-I need to use the r-restroom?" Alanna admitted. Her squirming was getting more and more noticeable and her pink skirt. Was riding up her legs giving Kristina a view of her thighs. "Sorry Alanna but I'm afraid that would be an option not for a while at least due to all this traffic, sure enough, " Kristina's mom said. Alanna , sure enough, they were all stuck in traffic as there was an accident. Up ahead on the freeway which made moving along rather slow. Alanna started to whimper in fear her need to pee was reaching its limits. And she wasn't sure on how much longer she could hold out. "B-But I-I need to pee" Alanna admitted. Tears had formed in her eyes as she started to cry softly. Kristina took her hand in her own "we will make it Alanna I know we will" Kristina said trying to cheer her friend up. Yet Alanna still couldn't help but cry softly as she was opening squirming much more now than before. Her skirt was now completely up around her waist exposing her pull-up to both Kristina and her mom. Alanna with her left hand was pressing against her trying to stop the impending flow which was to come. This wasn't helping at all and Alanna felt herself leak small at first. Feeling her crotch grow warm slightly and tried to hang on. And think positive about things like being able to make it to the restroom. But sadly that was going to happen in the thirty minutes that they sat there waiting to move past the accident. Alanna slowly broke down until she lasts all control and was sobbing uncontrollably as at the twenty-minute mark Alanna's damn burst and she completely wet herself. Warm pee flooded into her pull-up turning the crotch yellow and causing it to leak into a small puddle upon the seat. Soaking her skirt completely in both the front and back along with staining the car seat. As the hissing sound was heard throughout the car. Alanna just broke down at what was happening she could only sob and whimper as after a while the streams began to die down. Moments later she felt herself being hugged by Kristina who told her everything was going to be okay. Kristina mom also tried to calm Alanna down by offering to first. Take her to their house where they would wash Alanna's wet clothes and offer her a pair of Kristina's to wear. Kristina's mom also went on toe say that she would call Alanna's mom to explain why she was running a little late in getting home. Alanna excepted all of this and they finally made it past the car accident. They arrived at Kristina's house where Alanna used, this time, to clean up and changed into a new skirt. Wearing one of Kristina's own outfits of old. It took about an hour for Alanna's clothes to be both washed and dried and both girls spent the time in Kristina's room doing their homework and chatting. Soon enough the hour was up and both Alanna and Kristina said their goodbye to each other. Before Alanna's mom showed up at the house to take her daughter home.
  11. Here's vid 2. Real cutie brought the wrong keys, and can't get in. 2015-06-24_-_Wrong_keys_-_daphne3_fullhd.mp4
  12. sample 334cff5a0b77028a1a691f9002119903

    "Please don't look at me."

    © https://chan.sankakucomplex.com/post/show/1787193

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    Looks like Roxie has stage fright.

    © https://chan.sankakucomplex.com/post/show/1787190

  14. Hi, I'm Kat, and I'm new here. I got into peeing and omorashi through squirt porn and since then I've been hooked. I absolutely love it when a woman is peeing and she appears not to want to (disappointed noises, "oh-no" and trying not to get wet etc), and it would be great if you lovely people would help me find more videos like this! Also if anyone wants to be friends, and talk and stuff, feel free to message me after 10 pm!
  15. "Not my favorite pair!!"

    From the album Stuff i find

    i just found this today and i had to post it
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    "I couldn't hold it. I'm having an accident."

    © http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=547292

  17. Female Accident back in high school

    Back in 10th grade i had MAJOR bladder issues worse than i do now at least i went through 5 packs of diapers evry 2 months but i never peed outside myown home onmyself until one day the school bully (Im going to call himasshole during this) started to pick on me about wetting the bed and asshole called me a baby bed wetter in front of the whole school i was so emberresed and scared i started to wet myself and cry while asshole left me in a pool of my own urine the only one who comfortec me was this girl jessica we started dating till she cheated on me with the same bully who made me pee myself i was SO angry but later in 12th grade i met someone else who im still with to this very day
  18. Hello everyone. Last night something happened to me that has never happened before, and will probably never happen again. I was forced to my absolute physical limit against my will. It was horrible as it was happening, but once some things were made clear afterwards, it was an experience I'm very glad to have had. I don't want to spoil anything, so I'll list the events in the order that I experienced them. A little background, I'm a 23yo woman in a lesbian relationship. Both me and my girlfriend are into holding and wetting, and a lot of other stuff. We've always had fun, but a couple days ago my girlfriend asked me something that I wasn't sure how to answer. She asked me “When you wet yourself, are you really, truly losing control, or are you just giving into the pain?” I had to think about it for a while. It feels like I'm losing control, but was I really? If there were a bomb wired to my legs that would go off if I peed, would I honestly let go at the point that I usually do? In the end, I gave her an uncertain “I think so?” It was the best I could do, honestly. And then she asks me if I would like to find out. She said that she had an idea that would make me hold it in no matter how badly it hurt or how much I wanted to pee. I told her that as long as she wouldn't hurt me, I would try it. I trusted her. She wanted my consent for the whole thing in general, but she refused to tell me any details. She said that no matter what happened after consenting here and now, I couldn't back out of it. Nothing I said would convince her to stop. I gave her my consent. There was no way I could have known what she would do. We did it last night. The first thing she had me do was drink a gallon of water over the course of a whole hour, for safety. A whole gallon would guarantee that I would wet myself, no matter how good of a holder I was. I was already somewhat desperate by the time I finished it. Then we cuddled on the couch. “Tell me when you feel close to leaking,” she told me. After watching BoJack Horseman, I was really full. Another episode later, and I was ready to start leaking. She helped me to my feet and led me to the bed, where she had me lay down. And then she whipped out four pairs of stereotypical pink, fuzzy handcuffs. I almost peed myself laughing right there. She didn't have time to order them online since I agreed to this, meaning she must have been hiding them for a while, or went to a sex shop while I was at work. I sat up, having a rule about peeing on the bed. We had both agreed it was a no-go. She pushed me back down. “You said you would do this,” she whispered at me. “You've wet the bed before, now will be no different.” She was always tougher than me, and forced my wrist down as she cuffed me to the bed. I gave up fighting her and let her restrain all my limbs. She then pushed up my dress so my panties were in the open air. She had requested that I wear my tightest pair, a light-blue hipster cut that was squeezing my bladder despite the elastic band. She thumbed me through the panties for a few minutes, but soon I let out a tiny spurt. “Here we go,” she said then, giving me the most evil grin I'd ever seen from her. She stepped back and walked to the nightstand, opening my purse. I looked on curiously as she pulled my phone, a Galaxy S6 in a generic purple rubber case, from the purse. “Close your eyes,” she said. Thinking she was going to take pictures, I complied. The next thing I knew, my panties were being pulled up and my phone was forced into them, pressing directly against my labia. What happened that night was a perfect example of the Six Stages of Grief. 1: Shock- The moment I figured out what she had done, I absolutely lost my mind. I was screaming, kicking, cursing, and just about everything else I could without weeing all over my phone. It was a good thing we live in a secluded area or we would have had the cops on us with all the yelling. The first thing she did was step out of kicking range, and all I could do was shout at her. No matter how much I wiggled, the phone wouldn't budge. My panties were too tight and the rubber case held it in place with friction. If the case covered the whole phone it might have been okay, but there were holes for the speakers and charger. There was nothing I could do. 2: Denial- Soon after the initial panic, I relaxed a little, knowing that she would never do this. It was a prank. She'd take it out in a moment and carry on with whatever she really had planned. This went on for ten minutes, as I got fuller and fuller. “That's enough, love, get it out of there before I short circuit it,” I said. “No,” she said. 3: Anger- As I became so desperate that my girl parts started to spasm involuntarily, I got mad. Really mad. I threatened to break up with her, to call the cops on her for holding me hostage, that this had to be some form of rape, that I'd never forgive her, that I'd post videos of her on the internet. None of it seemed to bother her in the slightest. My threats devolved into a typhoon of swearing, the 'C' word was tossed around quite a bit. Somehow I lasted another fifteen minutes, and at this point my back was starting to hurt from the pressure in my kidneys. 4: Bargaining- I knew I couldn't possibly have much time left. In the past, whenever my back started to hurt, I would let go no matter what. But I couldn't do that now. Everything was in my phone. All my pictures. Tons of files for work. Shows I couldn't find again. “Please,” I begged. “Please let me piss and I'll do anything you want. I'll wee myself in public, I know you always wanted me to do that. I'll pay you, hundred quid if you just let me out right now. You'll never have to do the laundry again, or the cat box. Please don't make me do this.” She was just sitting there in our arm chair, watching me with her legs open and her finger inside of herself. This was the worst time of my life, and she was just getting off to me. 5: Depression- At this point, I knew that she wouldn't let me out. I started sobbing. I knew I had to hold on, maybe she would get bored, maybe my sister would stop by unexpectedly, maybe I could somehow never pee again. But that gallon was filling me more and more every second. I hadn't even spurted yet, though I was more desperate than I ever could have imagined possible. Every part of me hurt, my insides throbbed from the pressure, and my bladder was bulging so far out that I looked absolutely pregnant. I stayed there crying for nearly forty-five minutes, constantly getting more desperate. It was pain unlike anything I'd ever felt. I wonder if this is what childbirth would feel like, my body tearing open with no possible way to stop it. “Please,” I begged her one last time. A minute later, it happened. There was no leaking, no spurting. My hole opened too suddenly to possibly stop it, and my pee flew out like a bullet from a gun. My phone and the bed were instantly soaked, and I could feel the torrent spraying in every direction, reflected off the hard material of the phone. It flowed onto my slowly-shrinking belly, and soon I could hear it splattering on the floor, the entire bed unable to absorb it all. Obviously there was no measurement, but if I had to put a legitimate guess on it, I would say it was very likely at least 1.5 liters. I've done one liter before when I tried my absolute best, but this went on for far longer than any pee I'd had before it. She was taking pictures with her own phone now, catching me at every angle as I cried about it. Finally after fuck knows how long, my flow slowed down and stopped as I heaved and sobbed, tied helpless to the bed. 6: Acceptance- That was it, then. My life was ruined, I'd never speak to my girlfriend of five years again, I was pretty sure I had irreversible internal damage, and my bed had my piss in it for the second time this year. “Get out,” was the first thing I said to her. “Get out of my house.” I'm glad she didn't listen to me at this point, as it was Saturday and nobody would have likely realized something was wrong as I was tied to a peed bed with no phone. Instead of getting out, she walked over to me and reached into my saturated panties, pulling the phone out. Then she dropped it on my chest. I looked down, and I'm sure my face went dumb as my eyes fell on the weird slab of black stuff that was inside my phone case. “Dried clay,” she said. “I made it in class yesterday, using my own phone as a model. Swapped it out in your case while you were watching the telly.” She leaned over and reached into my purse, pulling my real, undamaged phone out of it. “About the same weight, and if you only saw the back of the case, you'd never have known.” I laid there stunned for a while after that. My phone was fine, my body had stopped hurting, and she was staring at me with that ridiculously adorable, loving face she always wore. “Can you take the cuffs off me,” was the next thing I said. She complied and I stood up unsteadily, making my way to the toilet. I got in the shower and she joined me, and I found myself smiling as she held herself against me and peed on my legs. Despite the trauma of the night, everything seemed okay after that. As I said in the beginning of this story, it was an extreme experience that I'll probably never have again. Nothing else could have made me hold on for that long while I was in so much pain. I'm sure that many of you holders here think that you've truly lost control at some point, but I can almost promise that you have not. There's a level of desperation beyond anything you've felt, that is very likely impossible to reach through willpower alone. I held in a gallon of water for just about three hours. I still can't believe it. Nearly 24 hours later now and I feel fine, my bladder and kidneys don't hurt anymore, so I'm assuming there's no damage done. It was...something else.
  19. Crying while wetting?

    Is that anyone else's thing? I'm not into non-con, just crying.
  20. Trap Omorashi

    Eh...I guess they got curious? ^_^

    © http://kjs2.sakura.ne.jp/n0017_6.html

  21. I can't believe this really just happened. I know a LOT of people on here fake stories, but this is completely true. I have looked forward to this day for years, and it finally happened. I'm a junior in High School, and I walked into my 6th period class and saw this girl named Whitney asking the teacher to go for a restroom break. Mrs. Ellis denied her request, and my mind instantly started fantasizing. Whitney is not thin, but not thick either. She has a lot of curve to her body, and I think she's pretty hot. However, most of the time, Whitney just asked to go so she could chat with her friends in the hall. Anyways, about 15 minutes later, she was squirming a little, and kept whispering and giggling with her friend. I couldn't understand what they were saying, but it was something about the teacher being a bitch. It had been about 30 minutes since she had asked now, and Whitney was really squirming now. I just kept thinking about what could happen, but doubted it anyway. She was breathing heavy now, and bouncing around from time to time. About 30 minutes before the end of class, she was mumbling to herself, and making little squeaking noises. I figured Mrs. Ellis would let her go now, but I was wrong. And I have never felt so good about being wrong. It's 15 minutes until the end of class now, and she was raising her hand. All my hope left me instantly. Then, for some reason, Whitney just quit trying. She was closing her eyes now, too. As I was closing my notebook about 3 minutes until the end of class, I hear something that brings a wave of excitement over me. Whitney was crying, her hand shoved into her crotch, and she started peeing. She was slowly letting everything seep out, and then she let it flow. She kept crying the entire time, until her entire chair was flooded, and her pee was all over the floor. She got up, and left, covered in wet stained jeans right as the bell rang. I made sure to be the last one out of class, to commit this moment to memory. I offered to clean up the mess, and was luckily not turned down. I hope you enjoyed my very first post, and please tell me how I can improve my next article. Thanks, ~Tokyo Panda~
  22. Hi everybody. Quick request, or question... I know I can't be the only one who enjoys realistic accidental wetting with the girl sobbing as she struggles to hold her pee and crying as she wets her pants. I know there are quite a few Japanese vids along these lines, but I'm looking for Western vids if they exist, a la Renee featured here: https://omorashi.org/topic/4182-download-renee-wets-her-pants/?hl=%2Brenee Is there realistic embarassment videos in the community? Thanks for any interest and help. Harry
  23. Male Accidents

    There is nothing worse than being desperate to pee when in a bus with two million people after a camping trip. Okay, maybe not two million. But still, Callum knows that being in a bus with his campmates with his situation is really bad. He's been holding his pee for a little over an hour now, and his need has steadily increased to the point where he just can't stop fidgeting. He bites his nails and squirms in his seat, trying to alleviate the need to release his bladder. His thighs are trembling and he squeezes his muscles constantly. He can hold it though. He's a sixteen year old teenage boy - he has to hold it. "Are you okay?" Callum hears someone say, and he flinches. "Woah dude, chill." It's Liam, one of the young camp counselors. "You don't look so good." "I'm fine," Callum squeaks, willing his legs to stop trembling. He doesn't want to seem weak in front of Liam, he's 19. "My stomach just hurts a little." That's not a complete lie. His abdomen is throbbing and aching and all Callum wants to do is pee, goddammit. "Whatever you say, Cal." Liam says, popping a piece of gum into his mouth. Callum curls in on himself and puts his earphones in, hoping that the sound of music in his ears is enough to get him to fall asleep and lessen the desperation even just for a little while. - When Callum wakes up, he notices two things. One, his need to pee has worsened, and he finds himself discreetly squeezing his crotch - And two, the bus has stopped moving. His breathing rate increases. "Liam?" He squeaks, removing his hand from his crotch and tapping his shoulder. "What's going on?" "There was an accident a few miles away. A bus kinda toppled over, so now the streets are blocked." Liam replies, looking at his phone. Oh no, Callum thinks. This is not good. This is not good at all. He looks out the window, and sure enough, there are piles and piles of cars in front and behind the bus, and they're stuck on the middle of the highway. Even if Callum decided to man up and tell the driver to pull over, he wouldn't be able to. He had no options. He had to hold it in. "Dude, you're like, really pale," Liam says, rubbing Callum's back. "Do you feel sick? Do you need a plastic bag or something?" "No," Callum manages to gasp out, squirming heavily. He feels himself leak a little and tears well up in his eyes a bit. He knows he has to tell someone soon. "I just - I just really really really need to pee like I've been holding it for so long and I feel like I'm gonna pee my pants and I'm so embarrassed and-" "Hey!" Liam continues rubbing Callum's back. "You're okay. Just breathe." He does. He breathes heavily for a minute before a huge wave of desperation hits him and he is forced to double over and squeeze his crotch with both of his hands. He leaks a bit more and looks at Liam with wide, tearful eyes. "Liam I really need to bathroom," he says (as if it wasn't obvious enough). "Please please please do something I don't wanna have an accident-" "Okay. Breathe." Liam repeats, trying to calm him down. "Can you hold it?" "Not for much longer," Callum whimpers, trying to stop himself from leaking any more. "I'm going to talk to the driver, okay?" Liam asks, and Callum nods. While Liam talks to the driver, Callum does the most animated "potty dance" in his seat. He crosses his legs, squeezes his thighs, then crosses them the other way. He squirms and digs his lower body in his seat while bouncing his legs up and down. His hands are permanently squeezing his crotch, and the tears in his eyes threaten to spill over. He feels mortified, and all he's focused on is getting to a toilet. And fast. "Cal?" Callum's head snaps up and he find himself looking at Liam's disappointed face. "There's really nothing he can do," he says, rubbing the back of his head. "There are no places to pull over. But the traffic is speeding up, and we'll be back in around twenty to thirty minutes. Do you think you can make it?" Callum nods, trying to preserve some of his dignity, but to be completely honest, he's not even sure if he'll make it in five minutes. "Okay, you're okay kiddo. Try to distract yourself." Liam says. - Ten minutes later, Callum is more desperate than ever. He can't stop fidgeting and shaking and whimpering and squirming and oh god he's so embarrassed. He's glad he's seated at the back, but he doesn't think he can handle this anymore. "Liam I need the bathroom," he keeps whispering. "I know, kiddo. I know." Liam doesn't know what to do at this point honestly - he feels bad for Callum. He rubs his back, trying to calm him down. He keeps comforting him until fifteen minutes later, he feels the bus begin to slow down. "Cal, we're at a gas station. Can you stand?" Liam asks softly. Callum looks up, his eyes shiny and wide. His hands are in between his legs and he slowly shakes his head. "I think I'm gonna have an accident." He whimpers. "Shh, it's okay. C'mere," Liam offers his help by helping him stand up and Callum removes one hand from his pants and ties his jacket around his waist. They rush out of the bus (Callum waddles) as quick as they can, avoiding the knowing glares from the other kids on the bus. Callum stops occasionally to cross his legs, and Liam gets a sick feeling in his stomach because Callum might not make it. Liam's right. Callum stumbles on his own feet roughly thirty seconds after, and he doesn't get up. Liam rushes over to him, and he already hears the loud sound of a sixteen year old's bladder being released and the sound of gasps coming from the kids who are watching them. Callum feels humiliated. His jeans are beginning to chafe and he hasn't even stopped going - his bladder is screaming for relief and it hurts. 2 minutes later, his stream slows down, then it stops - and Callum promptly bursts into tears. "Get inside. All of you." He hears the other camp counselors say to his campmates and Callum wants to throw up. He feels a hand rub his shoulder and he cries even more, embarrassed beyond anything. "Shh, you're okay, Cal. Just breathe. One of the other counselors is getting your clothes, okay? Don't worry. You'll be fine." Liam continues to say soothing words to the distraught teen until his sobs begin to subside into small whimpers and sniffles. "'M wet," Callum mumbles, voice shaky. Liam lifts him up from under his armpits and places his arm around him. "Let's go to the bathroom." They do. Callum's jacket and entire lower body is soaked - so when the other counselor brings his bags in, he has to change everything. Even his shirt got kinda wet. After he changes, they go out. He honestly feels completely mortified. He feels like he's never going to live this down, he's a high schooler, for crying out loud. He sees the bus and barely registers the tears running down his cheeks and the arms around him again. "Callum, breathe, please? You need to calm down. Don't worry, okay? No one's gonna laugh at you. It's not your fault." Liam rubs his arm, trying to get his breathing steady. "It's okay." Callum nods. He gets back on the bus and sleeps the rest of the way back, his head on Liam's shoulder. He feels absolutely humiliated, but he realizes that this situation could've been worse without any help. He feels okay after that. • hey there this is my first time ever writing omo fics so pls be gentle :):):)
  24. NikkiSituations

    From the album Little Wet Vampire: Nikki Gone Wild!

    I'm... I'm sorry Commando... I just couldn't hold it anymore... *sniff* Liar.