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  1. View File Desperate Jeans Wetting Girl With English Accent is very desperate to go, she dances around bobs commenting on how bad she needs to pee. Until she finally wets her jeans. Submitter fury85 Submitted 05/06/2019 Category Peeing  
  2. fury85

    Desperate Jeans Wetting

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    Girl With English Accent is very desperate to go, she dances around bobs commenting on how bad she needs to pee. Until she finally wets her jeans.

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  3. NiagraFalls

    A Lovely Stroll

    holding holding holding be good be a grown-up don't don't you gotta stand in line? aauuuuhhhhh okayokayokay yes hi hm hm hm slowly shift from one leg to the other there we go thankssssssssssss get moving walk walk walk walk walk ok whew i'm gonna be OK for the time being... whooh...whoow... deep breath ok one more no one's out here CCCCHHHHHHH SSSSSSSSSfFFFFffffff MMMMGggggggMMmmmmnnnn now! now im great. can hold it for as long as I OH JESUS CHRIST THEY'RE ALREADY CRANKING THE A/C ON FULL HERE IN TEXAS?...!!!! ok hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry now for my Elvis impression (c'mon it's TOTALLY a pee-pee dance he does...!) ah hum ah ahum hum hummmmm hummm humm *bounce* eerrrnnnngg oh shit did I just make that sound out loud? shhhh!! you know you're a MOANER and a GASPER and a WAILER when you really get desperate... be quiet! oh ghod i could let out a MAJOR WHINE right now I have to ....ffffff.....I gotta go really oh good my turn at the self check-out bleep bleeep at least i don't have to talk to anyone FFFFFFFCCCCHHHHHHAASSSSSSSSSSSSSS OMFG seriously 9.8/10 i SO have to get out of here yes yes thank you for letting me give you my money don't pee walk don't pee walk (these shorts i purposely picked for this "walk" are REAL tight on the bladder...I mean whoosh....) get me out of this lot and into the neighborhood across the interstate overpass and i swear i will stop holding cz i know that's what we're all here for hhmmm...well, I WAS heading over that way anyway, seeing as how you're suffering, I thought I'd indulge you sigh there sure are a lotta folks out walking their dogs here yeh sorry about that..but you know? you DID wear two pair of underpants, and those black nylon shorts ARE a tell-tale sign of a serial pants-wetter, so when would you like to start? PERFECT PAUSE as soon as we turn this corner, I will drop all pretense and allow myself to edge, i'm full enough to play *rubs hands together and then pushes on bladder* game on you know when I really edge I walk on the balls of my feet and even though I'm 6'3", I walk even taller for those moments when i'm RREAALLYY edging... GDI more normal people types.. you know what? fuck it-let them walk ahead of me-yeahhh-there you go...okay...mmmmggnnn i'll do it just let me-oh cool they turned the corner FUCKING AAAAUUUCCCCHHHHNMMNNNNNNNNN ohhhhzzzzffffmnnnnggggg yeh mmmm huh? oh that was pretty much the rest of what I was holding OMFG that felt so GOOOD now now now now uhhh uhh uhh uhh uhhh muh muh muh muh mooooore part 6 sssssssssffffffffppppppppssssss yessssss osh ooops i got some on my shoes whooops my shorts are GLISTENING whenever the evening sun catches it... they're black but you can totally see how shiny the stain is.. and it's all over... but nobody notices, so.... oh hey- wanna do another one? here let me.... ahhhhummmnnnnnnn yeahhh there you go- look at that fuckin stain.... obvs noone else can see it but look how shiney it is... oh whoops more people... hello... JFC... know what? screw it they're oblivoussssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss oh man that was a gallon and a half maybe bus stop LEAK red light LEAK crosswalk LEAK dead end street (on purpose) LEAK (DM me for actual location I'll meet you) home? do i even want to go in? these shorts are clinging to me so wetly and I like the feeling of them and my butt is wet I really want to wet some skin-tight cords oh man I'm wet and I want to do it again
  4. A string of partly related short stories in which many of our favorite Equestria Girl characters have difficulty holding themselves in desperation. Will any of them make it? Not very likely, but you never know, could save one or two last minute. Shouldn't have to be an MLP fan to enjoy this. Anyway, just take note as to how each of the Elements of Harmony/Character plays a role in the predicaments of each character. = STORY ONE: FLUTTERSHY, WETTERSHY = Hop, skip, bounce, wobble-wobble. It was a running-late Fluttershy trying to put on her sneaker while stumbling her way through the door of her house. As it closed, the zoo-like commotion of screeches, barks, and hollering quieted. Since the hurricane weather, a number of animals became stranded, separated from their owners. And she couldn’t help but take them in for the time being. But that meant cleaning up after and feeding three times as many animals. She was running with quite a distance to go being on the outskirts of town. She went as fast as she managed, trying to politely dodge and wait on the traffic of people bustling through the streets. An old junky hatchback full of miscellaneous stuff coughed up beside her. Fluttershy took a glance at it and was instantly irritable. Her brother Zephyr Breeze was driving alongside her while blocking traffic. “Heya, sis! How’s it going? Late for school?” “Zeph, I don’t have time for your antics right now,” she said with a huff. “Oh, but you do, you do! Listen, I’d be willing to give you a ride—” “In exchange for gas money. I know, but it isn’t worth it. If you would just—just…” Fluttershy’s voice trailed off as she just realized that she was so busy that morning she had yet to take her morning pee. She considered her options and quickly changed her mind. She sighed. “Alright Zeph. But you better get me there on time without speeding.” “Oh Flutt-ah-shy! Since when did I ever do any bad driving and let you down?” At that moment a piece of his front bumper clattered and hung down low, the twisted metal barely holding on. Fluttershy rose an eyebrow before moving to the passenger side and buckling in. At that moment, he floored the accelerator and the car loudly popped in protest before zipping into the streets. Fluttershy’s eyes became the size of baseballs, pupils beading tiny and she yipped and grabbed the handle above the door with her right hand and the edge of her seat with her left. As the car screeched around the corner, the handle broke off. Her hair flew in her face and Fluttershy had to jam her left hand into her crotch, torturously squeezed by the seatbelt. “Zephyr Breeze! Just what do you think you’re doing?” “I’m not speeding, that’s for sure.” “B-b-but—,” “Don’t have to say it,” he said narrowly dodging a semi-truck blowing its horn, “I know. I’m amazing.” Fluttershy screamed as she shut her legs together to do her best to not pee right then and there. She closed her eyes and clenched her hand in her crotch tightly, hoping and waiting for it to all be over. But in a couple of minutes, the car screeched to a halt. Fluttershy dared to take a peek and saw that they had made it to the front of the school without incident. Now, about the gas…” She stepped out and shut the door behind her. “Money. Pfft. Hey!” Zephyr Breeze shouted, voice muffled behind the door, “you owe me!” Fluttershy burst through the front doors of the school, running for dear life. She contemplated stopping for the bathroom but looking at her watch showed that there wasn’t time. She would have to go to class and hope the teacher would let her go. Being tardy one more time was going to get her a detention—and detentions were issued during the time the Rainbooms had band practice; she couldn’t miss that! She raced into the classroom and walked up to the grime-faced lady at the front. “Miss Harshwhinny? I-I-I know you don’t like it when we leave in the middle of class, b-b-but can I please, pretty please, go to the bathroom?” Miss Harshwhinny puckered her lips to the side. “You should have gone before coming into the class. I’m fixing to hand out a test, and you know the rules: no leaving in the middle of a test for any reason.” She glanced over at Snips and Snails who had previously tried cheating and helping each other during such an move. “But if you are tardy to class, I will issue an automatic failure and you will not be allowed to take the test or enter the classroom.” Fluttershy shrieked while biting her lower lip, stepping one foot on the other. She hung her head and made her way to the desk. She was nervous, very nervous. She had to go to the bathroom; her morning pee from an all-night bladder was waiting to come out, and she was taking a test that she knew would be extremely difficult for her. The tests were passed around and she struggled to focus. It was Algebra, making her have to work out problems and try to find solutions. She was used to the pop quizzes using multiple choice answers, but that was not what she had. She felt her swollen bladder quickly. The seconds passed like minutes, and minutes passed like hours. Fluttershy gripped her crotch as she was making her way down the line of questions, sweaty palms rubbing graphite as she tried erasing. She fidgeted and wobbled her legs up and down rapidly, crossing and crisscrossing. Just before she finished, Fluttershy felt a steaming hot spurt in her light green panties. She clenched her teeth and made a squee. It had been a while since she was this desperate. Of course being Fluttershy, she had wet herself a handful of times before. But she was not interested in reliving the experiences. She did her best to try and stay inconspicuous, discreetly pressing a fist into the top of her skirt. Normally her bladder was used to being emptied over an hour prior. She began to get extra sensitive to her surroundings and sense of touch, a drop of heavy sweat rolled down beside her cheek and her face was flushed hot. But she was finished with the test. She felt like things were ok; she was going to make it. Fluttershy looked around the class and noticed that everyone else was still taking theirs, which was odd since how she usually finished near the end. She looked at the clock and only then realized class was halfway done! She bit her lip and quivered as she looked over her test and realized she only did one side! With an exhaustive whimper, she returned to focus on the test more. But every passing minute made it harder and harder to concentrate. Fluttershy constantly rubbed her sweaty hands on her skirt and readjusted her position. Another hot squirt exited into her panties and she resorted to bouncing furiously in place, legs squeezed tightly together. Her swollen bladder pressed up tightly against the band of her skirt, and she began to sweat so much she was afraid the wetness on her white shirt might make her bra show through. She was exaggerating of course, but it was another worry added to her list as she looked down and checked while fidgeting more and pretending to look uncomfortable to disguise cramping up in adjustment to her desperation. She became fixated on little things like the lead in her pencil, the unevenness of the heavily-used eraser, or the curls of her hair. As the class began to wrap up and everyone else was finishing their test, Fluttershy was extremely desperate. She had to go so bad, she was afraid that the act of standing up and spreading out her legs to walk would cause her to lose control. She looked around the room, nervously wondering who was staring at her and thinking about her odd gestures and movements. Fluttershy’s eyes darted left and right and the stress built up, her legs furiously shaking and her body trembling. It was hurting and stinging in her lower stomach she had to go so badly. Seven minutes. There was seven minutes left. Never mind that there were still four questions left, Fluttershy just wanted to jump up out of the room and head straight for the closest bathroom. Six minutes left. Five minutes left. Four minutes left. It felt like her bladder was rising up to just puke its contents out despite her commanding it not to. She struggled to keep her willpower stronger than it, squinting her eyes, hands gripping the side of her metal and wood chair. She had to raise up her crossed legs to the tiptoes of her right foot and vibrate because even being bent over was too much to bear. She began to whimper quietly, moaning, biting her lip in terrible gnawing. She dared to open an eye and look at the clock. Three minutes left. Then, she opened both eyes and gasped. She could feel a strong lurching sensation, so she raised her legs up higher and higher, her knees touching the top of the desk. She whispered, “No, no, no, please, oh please no, not in the middle of class!” Her light green panties got a little damp in response as another hot spit of pee got into them. Then it dribbled a little; Fluttershy moved her legs sharply left and right. Two minutes to go, just two minutes! A warm, swirling sensation angrily punched out of her young, virgin soft yellow vagina. Fluttershy sputtered her body and dropped her legs as the pee ruptured through her defenses and was hissing strongly into her clothes. Two minutes too late. The steaming hot liquid was pumping without mercy through her light green panties and into the light pink and white-dotted under layer of her skirt before flooding through, easily staining the top layer a darkly green. Fluttershy caved in her eyes and her expression sunk, hands frozen in place by her side in shock as the pee trickled around her fingers along the edge of the seat she was forced to use as a toilet. She could feel the liquid pooling around her crotch and between her thighs as the seat had no cracks or holes to spill through. She moved her right leg open a little, spreading it along the soaking back of her skirt now sticking to her leg. The pool in her lap reached the edges of her chair and began to drip onto the tile below with a loud pitter patter. Students began to look up and at each other upon hearing the sound that soon after became a cascading splashing. The girl to Fluttershy’s left looked at her and realizing that Fluttershy was blushing badly and looking down at the damage being caused by her mess, the other student tilted her gaze downward and gasped. “Miss Harshwhinny? Fluttershy’s peeing.” Fluttershy blushed all the harder and tears began to swell up in her eyes. Now the whole class was looking at her, and she wasn’t even finished at all, having been peeing straight for well over a minute. She sniffled and sat there still frozen in place. She then nervously adjusted her legs to the side to try and stand up, but couldn’t move, continuing to relieve herself in front of the whole class. Students around her stood up and stepped away from her as if in fear that the yellowish-tinted liquid puddling around her seat was contagious. Fluttershy exhaled with a stuttering whimper, moaning a little as she stared forward, sad expression as she started to lean over and finish. She spent thirty more seconds of her life drenching her clothes, her makeshift toilet, and the floor around her. A few seconds after her relief was in full, it was still dripping and splashing onto the floor. Fluttershy sat there in her embarrassment a little while longer before scooting forward, scooping and sliding a heavy waterfall of pee onto the floor, her dark pink socks were slurping in her green boots. She laid her head on the desk, wrap her arms around her head, and with pee-soaked fingers on her shoulders, she cried her heart out, hoping she could just die. Just then, the bell finally rang. * * * In a different, empty classroom, dark from the lowered shades, Fluttershy was sobbing profusely, standing there naked save for hot pink bra as her friend Rarity rummaged through a trunk of school play outfits she was working on, along with some other pieces of fabric. Fluttershy sniffled in-between sobs, “I—I want to die! This was—*cough, cough*—this was so embarrassing! I’ve wet my pants five times, now. Five times Rarity! My shyness makes me so childishly pathetic.” “Rubbish! Absolute rubbish!” Rarity said as she sat down and began to sew. “You are wonderfully useful, darling! Taking care of all those poor creatures in your house. Now, why don’t you use the lab sink and paper towels to wash up?” “Oh, what’s the use?” Fluttershy said sitting down on the floor, ignoring her bare and wet backside pressing on the stone-cold tile before wrapping herself with her arms as if to try hiding from the world. She continued with speech muffled. “I can’t show my face in this school again. The whole school probably knows by now.” “Oh, tsk, tsk Fluttershy dear,” the fashionista said, “Almost everyone has a little embarrassing accident of their own sometime in their life. Doughff! It’s just that mean-ol’ Miss Harshwhinny. Just don’t let it bother you and it’ll go away very soon. Besides, you’re not the only one to wet themselves in her class.” Fluttershy piqued her chin up from the den of her arms. “D-d-did you ever—you know—wet your pants, Rarity?” Rarity bit her lip, her gently swinging crossed leg paused a few moments before continuing. She nodded. “Well I, well, um—yes, Fluttershy, I have.” “Really? When?” “Once, when I was ah, uh, little girl.” Fluttershy looked away. “Oh.” Rarity continued sewing in silence, feeling a swelter of guilt, and of something else. She looked at the depressed, moping, half-naked, dreaded heap she called a friend with overwhelming regard. She coughed and readjusted her position. “And another time in middle school.” She nodded her head as if she were listening to some tune. “Actually, a few times in middle school.” Fluttershy adjusted her gaze and fixed it on Rarity. “And—ah,” Rarity sighed. “And in freshman year, and sophomore, and—and this year. And well yes, a few weeks ago—and—and—last week.” As she spoke, she continued bobbing her head gently like an elder woman recalling stories of ye old. She uncrossed her legs and began to bounce her left leg rapidly while wrapping the other one around her chair leg while angling her knees together. Fluttershy’s countenance of dread instantly shifted to shock and interest. “Wow Rarity! It sounds like you’ve peed yourself a lot more than me! But I’ve known you for so long, I don’t ever recall you having any accidents.” Rarity spat a bit and sputtered for words. “Oh well, I um, wouldn’t call them all accidents per say, but…” “Rarity!” Fluttershy said rather flustered as she stood, now much more comfortable to get herself cleaned up. “Are you saying that you’ve peed in your pants on purpose?” Rarity re-crossed her legs and adjusted her angle of leaning and blushed. “I wouldn’t say just on purpose either or well, you maybe… I’m sorry, Fluttershy dear. I couldn’t bear the sight of you in your predicament so I had to say something.” Fluttershy turned the sink on and was dabbing some paper towels in the running facet. Rarity paused to uncomfortably focus on the water streaming free. Fluttershy puckered a lip of dissatisfaction. “Were you lying? When you said those things?” Rarity’s concentration was broken and she lifted her hands up in defense. “Oh, no, not at all! You see, you know what ‘kinks’ are, right dear?” The light-pink haired student froze a moment in bending down, fully exposing her butt to her friend. “Well, I think that’s like funny sex interests, right? Or something? But what would that have to do with you p—pee—peeing…” Fluttershy dropped her cluster of paper towels. She stood up and turned with hard blushing as she saw Rarity fidget in her seat. “You don’t mean that—that peeing in your clothes is a turn on, do you?” Rarity stood up with such fierce rapidity she nearly knocked her chair over. “Oh promise me you won’t tell a soul!” Fluttershy stood still as no sound or movement became of the room except the running faucet water. “Oh Rarity, I don’t have any real reason to tell anybody, for now. But it doesn’t really make me feel better that you pee in your pants all the time and nobody knows about it, and I pee in my pants only a few times and everybody knows of it.” She sighed as she turned the sink off, picked up her paper towel mush from the floor, and continued rubbing her naked legs and groin with warm water. “But I do know of somebody romantically interested in you. They’ve been asking me if I know anything about what you like, you know what I mean.” Rarity was almost in tears. She flew across the classroom and held on Fluttershy’s hands as she got to her knees. “Please dear Fluttershy! Please, I’ll do anything to make it up to you! The deception, your feelings, our friendship!” “You have to go to the bathroom right now, don’t you, Rarity?” Rarity looked up with frightened, worried curiosity. “Ah, why whatever do you mean, Darling?” Fluttershy flashed a wicked, uncharacteristic grin. “I think you know what I mean. Besides, did you say that, I quote,” she put a pointer to the air, “‘Almost everyone has a little embarrassing accident of their own sometime in their life.’” Rarity looked away and sighed. “Yes, yes, well, that I did.” She glanced her eyes up at Fluttershy who was bent down looking at her with a devious grin. Rarity began to cry. “Oh please don’t make me do that! I beg of you! My status and place of interest in the school is, well, it’s…” “Better and more important than mine.” Fluttershy turned away and began to whimper. “I understand.” Rarity, still holding them, rattled her friend’s hands. “Oh, I just can’t bear the sight of you so dreadful. Let it never be said that my Element of Generosity has never ruined me. Just please, don’t make me have it too public or long-lasting?” Fluttershy stepped away to continue rubbing herself to clean up. “Just hold yourself now until you can’t for today. Whatever that means, wherever that leads.” Rarity sighed heavily. “With it only being second class period, that gives me not much chance to make it to the end of the day. But Dearest, please do tell me,” Rarity got on her knees and clasped her hands together. “Why are you doing this to me?!!?” Fluttershy took the soaked glob of paper towels and dropped them in the trash. “Because I have my secret kinks too. Are you done sewing my improvised underwear yet?”
  5. File Name: Jade -Schoolgirl Gym Kit Wetting - 16 File Submitter: reseph File Submitted: 01 Feb 2012 File Category: Videos / Movies / Clips In Japanese gym shorts. Click here to download this file
  6. Here it is. My pictures omorashi collection. Every photo is selected by me. Pic by pic, I made up a 1082 files collection (really), in a single .zip archive. Have fun, it was really hard to upload. Everytime.zip Contains: -Every kinds of female wetting -Some pics from gallery -Two or three not-omorashi pics (ignore them)
  7. I've been working on an omorashi version of the Hunger Games for a while and I'd love your opinion on the story so far. Katy Evans sees the Desperation Games as her last chance to win some real money, a holding contest held live on air. But Katy has one advantage over the other women gathering next to her on stage as they all start to drink. She's been holding it in for pleasure for years and squirming desperation is just a part of Katy's life. But the Desperation Games are hosted by a man with a talent for teasing even the strongest contestants into letting go. Can Katy hold in her pee long enough to win the grand prize? Sit back and enjoy the wettest TV show you'll ever see! Chapter 1 - Signing Up For the Games"You don't need to do this." I looked down at him and sighed. "We've been over this. Where else are we going to get the money from?" "But the Desperation Games? Really?" "I'm not arguing with you. I have to get going. The show starts in an hour." I headed out of the door. "I love you," he shouted after me. "Make sure you come back to me." "Love you too," I called back before heading down the street towards the studios, passing advertising hoardings plastered with images of the Desperation Games. There was the girl from the farming district, winner of last year's show. She was beaming a huge grin and pointing at the dark stain on her pure white trousers, the trousers of the champion. Could I ever hope to do as well as her? There was the factory girl, wearing her denim dungarees and holding her hands between her thighs in that signature way of hers. All those stars, all rich beyond their wildest dreams because of one thing, their ability to hold in their pee for longer than anyone else. My feet were starting to hurt by the time I reached the studio. The place was packed with hopefuls and I joined the end of an enormous queue. By the time I made it through the door, I was beginning to need the bathroom but having practised holding it for weeks in preparation, I wasn't too worried yet. "Name?" a bored woman holding a clipboard asked as I finally reached the front of the queue. "Katy Evans." "Move along." The queue shuffled towards a bank of elevators and we were herded into them, crammed in so tightly I could barely breathe. Silently the doors closed and we set off, coming to a halt on the twelfth floor. More people with clipboards guarded the corridor and slowly we were sent through different doors to find out just what our fate was. "Name?" I was asked for the tenth time. "Katy Evans." "In here." A door swung open and I was ushered inside. "Welcome!" I was shocked to see the host of the Desperation Games standing there, grinning at me from an armchair. A bank of TV cameras facing me blinked into life. "Katy Evans, you are one of the lucky ones. We're trying out something new this year. No training, no rehearsals, just straight on with the show. Are you brave enough?" I managed to nod, hardly able to believe it had happened so quickly. "Well come and sit with me. After all, you're live on air right now!" I felt a shiver of fear run through me as I made my way to the spare armchair. I'd seen this set so many times at home, it felt surreal finally being here. On the table between us was a huge crystal jug of water. "You know who I am of course, don't you Katy?" "Erm, yes. You're Augustus Winters." He threw his head back and laughed. "That's right. And you're Katy Evans, two years out of university, unemployed and desperate to win some cash!" He beamed a huge grin at the camera before pouring me out a massive glass of water. I took it from him as he continued talking. "Get it down you Katy. The show starts in five minutes just next door." I drank the contents of the glass before he poured me out a second. Once the glass was empty he refilled it again. The third glass was harder to finish but at last I managed it. Feeling uncomfortably bloated I was helped through a door into an enormous wall of sound and light. The studio audience were all there, screaming and cheering as I walked on. The host seemed to have run ahead of me, waiting beside a line up of women, all squirming on the spot under the glare of the lights. "Well, here they all are," Augustus yelled. "What do you think of them all?" I looked to my right at my fellow contestants. They were a range of ages. The youngest looked barely out of college, then there were two or three around my age, one in her forties and two who looked 50 or 60 maybe. I knew then that maybe I did have a chance to win. Although the amount of water in my system was building, I didn't feel as if I was bursting just yet, unlike the others who looked as if they were about to wet themselves already. The youngest contestant had her hands between her legs, her face bright red. The older women looked decidedly uncomfortable too, although they were trying harder to hide it from the screaming audience. "Ladies and gentlemen," Augustus said, quietening down the huge crowd. "Welcome to the 17th annual Desperation Games!" Once the cheering had died down again, he continued. "Things are being shaken up this year. After the 'issues' last year, we're making sure nobody can cheat. So ladies, first things first. Strip off your clothes." We all looked at each other. This had come as a shock. I mean we were all here to be humiliated but was this a step too far? One of the contestants shook her head at that point and walked away, ignoring the jeers from the audience. The rest of us weren't going anywhere. We all needed the money. The girl next to me started first, pulling her tee shirt over her head and beginning to unhook her bra. I followed, embarrassed but not willing to lose my chance for the big money. Besides, I had a good looking body. I undid the buttons of my blouse, laying it down beside me before pulling my bra off. My breasts swung free and my nipples began to harden in the coolness of the air conditioning blasting out above us. I slid my skirt down with my panties and stepped out of them, leaving me in just my heels. I looked round me at the other women. We were quite a variety of shapes and sizes. Huge boobs and almost flat chests mingled, bushy pubic hair and totally shaved and everything in-between. The girl next to me had her hands between her bare legs again as Augustus needlessly explained the rules to the audience. It was pretty simple really. Whoever lasted the longest without wetting themselves would win the big prize. Sometimes the contest was over in less than an hour, other times it went on all day. The longest show had taken nearly two full days but that had been years ago. I knew I could last at least twelve hours between peeing but with my bladder this full, I didn't think I'd last anywhere near that long now. My only desire was to outlast the other contestants. "Time for the first game," Augustus said as he walked down the row of naked women before spinning to face the crowd. "Bring out the treadmills." Hope you liked chapter 1! Let me know what you think. Love Luna x
  8. All my images from this artist :D Touhou wetting.zip
  9. wannawatch

    [Download] Giga od17-5

    File Name: Giga od17-5 File Submitter: wannawatch File Submitted: 29 Jan 2012 File Category: Videos / Movies / Clips Desperate door-to-door saleswoman Click here to download this file
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  11. desperationlover1

    female Have to wait

    Lady desperate to pee topless in panties http://www.xtube.com...p?v=RVHhX-S570-
  12. One evening, after a day spent fooling around with pee, my lover "Dylan" and I had to go pick up his mom's car at the airport. So we hopped into his sweet ride with a couple bottles of water (like I really needed it!) and drove down to the airport. It wasn't a far drive, but I'd long ago broken my seal, and although I'd just gone before we'd left, I needed to pee again by the time we arrived at the parking garage. I was about to tell Dylan, even though I didn't want to, that I was going to pee in the parking garage when he discovered he'd brought the wrong set of keys. So, we had to go all the way back to his place. When we got there I was about to tell him I wanted to run in and use the bathroom real quick, but before I could say anything he said "I'll be right back!" and dashed into the house. He was back before I could even think about it again, and I wanted to be coy and hide my desperation from him. I was still at a point where it was possible, especially since I'm so naturally fidgety. Back a the parking garage, Dylan and I got out. Now would be the time to tell him my dilemma, but he hurried me into the driver's seat of his car, and hopped in his mom's SUV. It was only my second time in that city, so I didn't know it so well yet, and I had no choice but to follow him out of the parking garage, and back to his place. I had to squirm and hold myself the whole way. I don't know if he looked back to see how much my driving was suffering. I had not brought my phone with me, so I had no way of telling him I didn't think I could hold my pee until we got back. I just had to hope and do everything I could to make it back to the house. When we got back, I couldn't even park his car, I couldn't concentrate. He seemed a little short-tempered, but he stepped in to park it while I apologized. I found out later he didn't know what kind of state I was in...having been so wrapped up in his own. The moment the garage door closed behind us, Dylan stopped and said "Oh...fuck..." and pissed hard in his jeans. "Ohhhhh..." I moaned. "You have no idea what you're doing to me!" I began wetting my sweats, still struggling to hold back the flood. Dylan held me close and kissed me. "You're so beautiful. Come on, let's go into the bathroom." We went into the downstairs bathroom and loved the hell out of each other while we peed all over ourselves and one another. We got the rug and each other all wet and played until we got cold.
  13. I found this great desperation wetting video from Xtube. ^_^ This video contains nudity at end. Desperate jeans wetting.mp4
  14. A girl is desperate to pee wets her jeans in the bedroom then strips 233.flv
  15. Desperate At The Doctors Chapter 1 A Full Bladder Needed The letter said "Ensure you have a full bladder." Mine wasn't so much full as overflowing like a sink with the tap left running. I had arrived at the surgery with two minutes to spare before my appointment. Just my luck that they were running late today as well. I didn't know what my stomach cramps were, but then that was what the scan was for. I stood up as another pang of pain shot through me, they better not be much longer. "Hi," I said to a receptionist half my age. "I know I'm meant to have a full bladder but I'm dying to pee. Do you mind if I use the bathroom?" She frowned at me. "We really do advise you to wait until after your appointment Miss Welles. Please take a seat,. I'm sure they won't be much longer." I sat back down, ignoring the supportive glances of the other women in the surgery as another twenty minutes slowly ticked by. Finally just as I felt about to burst the speaker burst into life. "Miss Welles please for Doctor Carmody." I almost ran through the surgery door, along the corridor and past the waiting doctor who smiled at me. "Miss Welles?" She looked far too young to be wearing that lab coat, barely out of her teens and not a single wrinkle in sight. "Come in and climb on here," she said, pointing towards the bed. I clambered up, trying to ignore my desperation. "Can we get this over with quickly?" I asked, "I really need to pee." "Well that's good," she replied, taking a seat beside me and beginning to coat the ultrasound wand with gel from a bottle on the desk. "I'll be as quick as we can and then you can use the bathroom I promise. Okay?" I nodded, hoping she meant it, I hadn't wet myself since I was a child and didn't want to start doing it again now. "Do you mind if I lift your dress or would you prefer to do it?" I reached down and tugged at the hem of my dress, raising it to lay across my bust. I glanced down and wished I'd chosen different panties, these plain white ones made me look so dowdy. Still nobody but the two of us would see them. The doctor typed something into the computer beside her before swivelling the chair back towards me. "Let's get started shall we?" She gently placed the wand on my stomach. This isn't so bad, I was thinking just as she suddenly pressed down hard. I moaned in pain, the need to pee was excruciating now. "Can you be gentler?" I asked. "I really need to go." "I know, " she soothed, ignoring me and continuing to probe across my stomach, pressing hard into my bladder. "I'm just going to get my assistant in here for a second opinion. Hold on a second." She pressed on the intercom. "Sophie, could you come in here please." The door opened moments later and a woman younger than the doctor walked in. They whispered in the corner for a few moments before turning back to me, my legs clamped tightly together as I tried to distract myself from the urgent need to pee. "Hi," Sophie said. "I think we need to scan a little bit lower. Do you mind if we take those panties down?" I nodded, my face flushing slightly. Sophie hooked her hands into the elastic and slowly peeled them from my legs. She passed them to me and turned to Doctor Carmody. "Clare, I think we need to have legs up too, wouldn't you agree? Doctor Carmody nodded and they each took one of my ankles, lifting them into the stirrups placed at the end of the bed. In this position I felt both nervous and exposed. My vagina was on show now to two strangers and to make matters worse if this took any longer they might both see me pee myself on their bed. Sophie picked up the wand and began to run it over my stomach, covering a wider area than the doctor. She probed into the skin just under my breasts before working down gradually, ending up pressing it into the skin directly above my clitoris, making my bladder feel like it might explode at any moment. I winced as I felt a little trickle of pee flow dribble out of me, soaking into the layer of tissue paper that had been draped over the bed, immediately darkening it. To their credit neither of the women commented but I felt the wand press harder into me and a second trickle dripped out, this time strengthening to a stronger flow. The pool of darkness under me widened and I could hear the awful hissing sound of me peeing. I tensed up every muscle in my body and somehow managed to stop any more from coming out. Finally the pressure from the ultrasound stopped, though my feet remained in the stirrups. I waited whilst the two them whispered to each other once more. "Can I go to the bathroom now?" I asked, interrupting them. They both turned to me. "Not just yet I'm afraid," Doctor Carmody said. "Just another minute. We just need to examine you a bit more closely." I watched Sophie apply the ultrasound gel to her hands, rubbing it into to the finger tips. "This might feel a little bit cold. I'll be as quick as I can." I breathed in sharply as I felt her place her hand on my labia. She pulled the lips apart and moved her face closer. Her other hand lay flat on my lower stomach and as she pressed down I felt her little finger just brush over the top of my clitoris. I winced, the tingle of pleasure was out of place in a surgery like this and it had made my desire to pee even stronger. Sophie moved her face closer, I could feel her breath on me as she peered at my most intimate area. Another pang of pain shot through my bladder, making me shudder. I couldn't help myself then, a gush of pee sprayed out of me and hit Sophie directly in the face. I expected her to jerk backwards and she did but not straight away. She spent at least five seconds frozen to the spot, I assumed in shock. My piss had splashed into her open mouth, making her cough and splutter. As she pushed the chair backwards I craned my neck to see my urine dripping off her chin. "I'm so sorry," I muttered, my face bright red. "Don't worry," she smiled, wiping her face with a length of paper towel. "It's okay. We've had worse here before haven't we Clare?" I was continuing to pee, the flow feeling like it could last forever. The two of them stood watching as a puddle began to spread across the floor under the bed. I waited, wanting to die, until finally it stopped. "Should I go?" I asked, unable to look either of them in the eye. "No," Sophie said. "We better finish the exam. That is, if you're finished?" She raised her eyebrows. I nodded in response. Sitting back down, Sophie moved towards me with her roll of paper towel. "Let's dry you off," she said as she began to dab at my legs with the towels. Next she pressed paper against my labia, pressing it between the lips and I felt her finger slide under, covered with paper to keep it hidden from the doctor as it slid slowly inside me. I gasped in shock but then felt a strange warmth spreading through me. For reasons I couldn't explain, I wanted her to keep the finger inside me. I felt empty when she withdrew it, pressing a towel to my clit and stroking it softly more times than was really necessary to dry me. The next few minutes passed in a daze as Sophie prodded round my stomach and vagina, though not going inside me again. Finally she was done and I was allowed to sit up. I looked for my panties but they'd somehow fallen off the bed and were now soaked in my urine. I picked them up and wrung them out. "Maybe go without, stop the risk of infection," Doctor Carmody said, taking them from me. They promised me results by my next appointment and ushered me out the door. I was just walking through the car park when I realised I'd left my handbag in the surgery. I turned back, only to find the receptionist wasn't on the desk. I waited a moment before pushing open the door to the ultrasound room. What I saw in there made my jaw drop, I just couldn't believe what I was seeing... The End for now - Did you like it?
  16. Hi guys, Last year I was sharing a house with four girls. Just saying, cool right? Well not always. Like this time I'll share with you now. It was a hot summer day, and I had been out all night (working) so I arrived home in the morning really exhausted. As always I went directly to bed for a few hours rest before classes. While at work I usually drink tons of water, I guess it somehow helps staying awake or at least makes me feel fresher, also is a good way to avoid headaches, to keep hydrated. I used the bathroom before leaving work, so I knew I didn't have to use it before sleeping, I wasn't even going to sleep that much anyway so as I said, directly to bed. suddenly I woke up bursting, like my bladder hurting but I was dead inside, half asleep and I though 'maybe I can hold a bit longer if I simply focus on resting' and I went back to sleep. I woke up a little later, and decided to go to the bathroom. I got up, every movement super uncomfortable, got dressed (as I said, only girls in the house) and went to the bathroom but before I got to my room's door, I heard the girl from the room in front of mine opening the door, walking to the bathroom, and closing the door - which was right in front of my room's door itself. 'OK', I thought, 'let's hope it's fast'. Then I heard the shower and I knew I was fucked. I mean, I was already into wetting, watching videos and reading stuff, but I had never had the experience myself yet. Apart from that one night out, but that was on a different level, the way I see it. So there I was, hopping for the best. And I gotta say, peeing yourself in a house you share with four other people isn't what you really want to do. Not me at least, given that I never told anyone about this fetish. I already knew our shower takes its time to warm, I knew she usually also took her time in the bathroom, so I knew I had at least a solid 45 minutes wait ahead of me. In all my discomfort I tried to find what to do, I turned on my hi-fi, my laptop and started working on a paper I had to get going, but sitting still wasn't helping on my bladder. At a point I was just walking from one side to the other in my bedroom and texting my girlfriend (now ex) explaining what was going on. She told me to pee in the kitchen sink - of course I thought of that - but it was a disaster, the whole week dishes were there and besides, if one of the girls walked in on me wetting in the sink they cook, come on.. it's probably not that cool. So we were just talking about this and then she said it 'look if you gotta go, don't be in pain, just go, how messy can that be!?' (she didn't know about my fetish yet, I actually used this situation to tell her after). I said 'I'm not just gonna piss in my room's floor' and she said 'don't, piss on the carpet by the bed and then you wash it' but I knew there was going to be a lot of pee and a carpet would mean nothing, I didn't want to get pee under my bed, that would be a challenge to clean, my bed was kind of stuck to the floor, the whole of it. Then I started feeling little drops of pee coming out and I grabbed my dick really hard (as I used to as a child - for later) and I have no idea how much time spent at this point, the 45 min for sure had. I texted her 'she didn't even stopped showering yet, I think I'm gonna piss myself, this is becoming unbearable' to what she responded 'just do, don't be in pain, go on a towel, at least half of it will be in your clothes and the rest won't escape from the towel'. And yes!! That was an idea!! I prepared everything just in case. But having her telling me to piss myself kind of made me horny (which actually eased the whole thing a tiny bit) so I asked (trying not to give me away too much) 'yeah, what would you even think of that!!?' and she told me that I kind of didn't really have much more options, as long as nobody saw me taking everything to the washing I should be fine, and as for her, she was having her fun with all that. Damn that got me going, but being discovered by my housemates wasn't an option and I heard the bathroom door. So as I wasn't so in pain any more because of my half boner, I still took the time to text 'she's out, going in for the kill!' and as I stood up I fell piss coming out of me. I grabbed my dick again, didn't dare to move, it suddenly got pretty serious. I was in my room, incapable of moving, crazy to go pee, and already with a patch on my shorts. As I tried to grab myself harder and walk to my door, I felt a bigger dis-control on my boxers and shorts and I stood still again. Now I was on my towels moving up and down, trying to find the strength to get to the toilet, and I probably just made it impossible with this movement, cause when I finally reached for the door with my already wet hand, having the other one grabbing my dick, my bladder completely gave in and a big stream of piss completely soaked my shorts and made a puddle on the floor. I couldn't really stop it, I was wetting myself beside my bed and my room's door. The towel were on the other side of the room (away from the bed and the door, for obvious reasons) and I walked to them, half wetting myself, half holding it in. Then I just laid on the towel and stopped trying to hold it in. I finally just let go and pissed all over. It took some minutes too. First, maybe because of so much holding, no idea, I couldn't control my pee but it was like it didn't want to come out either. Then I finally felt a firm warm thread on my shorts and shirt. The towel wasn't much of a great work either, my carpet was half wet, I had pee on my floor, and I decided to just lay there for a while until all was over and I laid until I heard nothing in the house. They all had left to work or classes and I had cleaning to do. I texted my girlfriend saying I peed all over myself and that I was going to clean it 'now'. She asked me for pics, I was wet to my neck, and told her why. She thought all of it was just hilarious. I proceeded to clean everything in my wet clothes and then jumped in the tub, jerked off and showered in my clothes (to give a pre cleaning, then I finished showering without them) apart from the pics I sent her, there are no other records of this, and as we're not together at the moment, she probably didn't keep them either. But I would be glad to share more of these stories. Eventually pics or vids, as I recently started to pee myself if my roomate (also a girl) is out for the weekend or something. You guys let me know if anyone is interested!! Thanks for reading.
  17. Oh hey, I made this! I'm just listening to some music while doing the dishes, but the warm water and the sound is just too much. I wet my panties and skirt, then take off my skirt and show you how wet it got. Then I pull my panties to the side when I lose it, desperately trying to reach for something to avoid getting my pee all over the floor (but most of it does get on the floor, haha). WARNING, nudity. P.S. I managed to wash TWO whole dishes in the process. YAY ME! Desperately doing dishes.wmv
  18. RyuRyan

    Omorashi-Den, kagu.

    (Hello everyone this is david here, and i'd just like to say now that my schedule is clear me and rory can get back to work on our omorashi teamwork. Written by David, the-armored-toad.deviantart.com Proofread-ed by Rory, The-irish-clover.deviantart.com. Please rate and tell me what you think of it criticism wanted.) It had not been long since Chibiterasu had lost his friend Kuni to the Exodus of Water from the Agata Forest from defeating Bullhead. After a while of doing tasks and various other things in Southern Ryoshima Coast, he had gathered a lot of items to go with his rosary and eventually arrived to Sei’an City Commoners’ Quarters. Chibi looked around at the big area, the buildings seeming to have a dark feeling around them, and the city had a wall around it but the area Chibi was in had a torch sitting in the middle of town. People were wandering around doing their usual daily tasks. Chibi went around and did his usual tree blooming routine. The dead trees were now being turned into cherry blossoms. He walked by the playhouse, finding it odd since he didn’t know what it was, tilting his head. But he just ignored it and walked across the bridge that was over the water. When Chibi crossed the bridge, he saw two red imps, both wearing origami cranes as hats and each one had a paddle and they appeared to be threatening a girl. Chibi growled at the sight and without hesitation, rushed over and entered a fight with the two red imps. After a short few power slashes and swings with Chibi’s Rosary, the red imps dropped demon bones and money. After the fight, Chibi was panting after using up a lot of ink. “Hey, you!” he heard the girl call out for him. Chibi looked over at the girl in confusion. The girl was wearing a pink sleeveless kimono styled dress and a pair of black tights, and appeared to have a flower in her black hair with a string on it as well, and it had a few flower petals on it and a small pink ball on the end. “If you’re going to save me, then get over here and do it!” the girl ordered, seeming mad that Chibi had taken so long. He tilted his head in confusion. “Were you scared? Is that why you hesitated?” the girl asked while starting to approach Chibi. “Hmm…? Those are some pretty gaudy markings you have there,” the girl stated, putting her hands on the side of his head and petting him. “…I guess the other dogs all pick on you for being different,” she said. Chibi barked in response while the girl had a hand on her hip. “No? Well good for you then. Now take me to the playhouse!” she ordered. Chibi tilted his head again. Chibi was confused by the strange girl. “You’re not going to tell me you don’t know who I am, are you? Have you been living in a cave!?” she asked. Chibi just licked his paw, still acting unsure in response. The girl wasn’t too amused by this. “I’m Kagu, and I’m the most popular child actor in the land!” Kagu introduced herself, apparently being a child actress. She was glaring at him. “If I tell you to jump, you ask how high in mid-air!” Kagu said. Chibi sat down and yawned in response, still somewhat confused by her. Though this seemed to only make Kagu madder as she stomped a foot on the ground angrily. “Oh no, don’t give me that look! Take me to the theater and I’ll give you some comp tickets,” she claimed, still annoyed by how he acted so far. “That’s a pretty sweet deal, right?” she asked with sparkles around her, though Chibi was lying on the ground next to asleep. “Come on! I overslept and father will kill me if I’m late!” Kagu shouted, remembering how she was in such a rush to get out. She had to skip going to the bathroom but she didn’t care so far. “Just let me hop on your back!” she ordered. Chibi sighed and nodded. He went over, grabbed onto part of her kimono with his teeth and threw her in the air. She did a multiple flips while in the air before landing on his back and pulling out a fan in a pose. Afterwards she rubbed Chibi’s head. “Thanks! Now what was so hard about that? How about I give you a name as a reward? Let’s see… you’re a little dog, so I’ll call you pooch! Sound good?” Kagu said in glee, seeming a lot happier now that he agreed, though she suddenly felt a bit of pressure from her lower abdomen, her bladder starting to fill up from not going to the bathroom when she woke up, though the feeling subsided fast so she ignored it. Chibi was just in shock at the name before dropping his head down in depression. “Okay, Pooch, take me to the playhouse!” she ordered. Chibi was about to do so, but suddenly she tugged on his ears stopping him. He yelped in irritation, looking up at Kagu who was rubbing his head. “Do you have anything to drink? I haven’t had anything at all since last night,” she claimed. Chibi was unsure about it, but he pulled out a Soul Sake for her. Kagu took the Soul Sake and looked at it, thinking that it’d be fine, although she hadn’t even thought about her bladder or the fact she had skipped the bathroom in a hurry this morning. “Thanks Pooch,” she thanked him before to drinking it. She finished it moments later and threw the empty bottle away before sitting back down on his back. “Let’s go!” she ordered. Chibi barked and proceeded his way to the playhouse. The bumpy ride on his back was starting to shake her bladder, Kagu suddenly feeling the same pressure from her bladder. But again, she kept ignoring it until it went away again, thinking she could use a bathroom at the playhouse. They wandered around a bit, multiple buildings appearing to be cursed but they didn’t mind them as they arrived to the playhouse. Kagu had a hand on her hip as usual, looking in shock. “What the heck is this?!” she asked in shock, seeing and noticing that the playhouse had a more demonic look to it now and had a sign put on it. “The playhouse is called purgatory now?!” Kagu screamed, trying to open the door, but to her annoyance it was locked. She groaned angrily, her knees bending slightly but she straightened back up since Chibi was right in front of her. Kagu turned to him. “Listen up, Pooch! We’re going to use the rear entrance,” she explained. Chibi nodded with a bark, letting her climb on his back as they continued on. Kagu just hoped she would be able to relieve herself soon since the sake was now starting to catch up to her and fill her bladder even more. She was really starting to regret not using the bathroom when she woke up. After a while, Chibi and Kagu had found their way to the rear entrance, but it was destroyed. Half of the door was missing and it was the part that had the knob on it. Kagu just groaned, wishing she could just grab herself to relieve some pressure, but she didn’t want to do that since she was a famous actress and didn’t want her reputation to get ruined. “If only we could fix it…” she said to Chibi. He barked, using his rejuvenation to trace in the broken part of the door, and suddenly black smoke appeared, repairing it instantly. “Hey… it’s been fixed by... something… well whatever, I need to speak with father immediately,” Kagu stated, but was planning to go quickly to the bathroom after she talked to her father. They entered inside to see a room with part of the entrance floor being made out of stone, but the rest was made out of wood. There were a few pots against the wall, and a cabinet and few chairs nearby. “This is the green room, where the actors and stagehands relax. There are usually people all over the place, but today… something doesn’t feel right. We need to find everyone,” Kagu claimed. Chibi barked and dashed off to do as she said, but tripped on the wooden floor, making her fall off. She got up from the rough landing. “Way to go, pooch! You know, I should--” her sentence was cut off when she suddenly felt a twinge of pain from her bladder. This time, she couldn’t resist. She quickly grabbed her crotch and crushed her thighs together. She was blushing bright red while fidgeting. Chibi got up and looked at her, noticing her fidgeting. Chibi barked to get Kagu’s attention. She looked at Chibi with an unhappy look. “Pooch, right now I think you should just go take me to my father’s room and to the bathroom right away!!” she ordered in desperation, glad that no one else was around to see her in her state of embarrassment. Chibi nodded in obedience as he came over, letting Kagu climb on his back before he ran off. The bumpiness of the ride wasn’t helping her bladder. She had one hand on Chibi’s fur to hang on, and another hand was on her crotch, gripping it and sighing in a little relief since it took some of the pressure off, but she had a deep rose red blush when she felt a spurt of warm urine escape her and run into her panties. She just grabbed her crotch with her other hand, trying to hold it in the best she could. They entered the hall, seeing nothing but an icy doorway and no one was around. Loads of tickets were scatted on the floor. Then there was a room that had red and blue pillows in it and a desk that appeared to have some writing on it as well. “This is my father’s room,” Kagu claimed, getting off Chibi while trying to keep in control her thighs, slightly getting closer together but she just wanted to keep her composure in case someone saw. She walked up to the desk and saw a letter there. “He’s the head of our troupe, and that makes him the boss,” Kagu explained while Chibi walked to beside her, knowing that her situation right now wasn’t good. Kagu looked around, not seeing anyone else in the room. “You know I don’t see my mother around either…” Kagu claimed before looking at the letter and picking it up, reading it with no hesitation. “Dearest Kagu, there is nothing that can be done for the theatre. You must escape while you can,” the letter read. “This is father’s writing, but he’s mistaken. He should know I won’t run away just because he tells me to!” Kagu yelled before turning to Chibi. “Come on, Pooch! We need to find father!” she ordered. He barked in response, but as a result of her distraction, Kagu felt more urine escape her bladder and go into her panties. She quickly threw her hand down into her crotch, groaning in agony. “B-but a bathroom first would be more preferable,” Kagu claimed, turning her back on Chibi and removing her hands to survey the damage if there was any. On her black tights, she saw a newly developed darker spot that was the size of a half dollar. She gulped nervously, covering the wet spot back up with her hands before climbing back on Chibi, hoping to find a bathroom fast. Chibi went right through the next door to continue on. After doing a lot of tasks, Kagu had been holding it in for the next two hours and was starting to lose control. She was on Chibi’s back, gripping onto her crotch with both hands. She was unable to sit still, squirming and fidgeting over and over while blushing. She let out another longer spurt of warm urine, letting out another groan of agony. Chibi actually felt a little wet on his back. Kagu had tears in her eyes, trying to hold in her pee, but her bladder was full and unable to handle it anymore. Warm urine was teasing her urethra, wanting the one chance to escape. They soon arrived to a room with blue and red pillows in a circle. Chibi let Kagu off of him. She was cringing as she stood there, her hands gripping her crotch so hard, it was actually starting to hurt a tad. She couldn’t stand still at all. Chibi was going to get her when he got the treasure chest in the middle of the room, but suddenly Kagu felt a twinge in her bladder but recognized the room. “Oh my god, I can’t hold it anymore!” she shrieked as she felt her bladder begin to escape her. She bolted past Chibi and to the door straight ahead. He just sighed hoping she will find a bathroom and thinking he would find her later. Kagu rushed through the door, but found an imp with one of those megaphones, though Kagu couldn’t handle her bladder or control much longer. She was in the bathroom, but there was only one toilet which was a huge problem, and the fact that she was so close to a toilet made her need to go more. “How’s it feel to be trapped in a dirty, disgusting toilet?” the apparent toilet spirit asked. Apparently someone was locked up in the toilet. “Help! Let me out of here!” an actress screamed as the toilet spirit boomed in laughter. “H-hey let her out!” Kagu demanded, standing in place with her thighs crushed together, somewhat hoping that she could use the bathroom as fast as possible, but the toilet spirit laughed. “You need to go? Fine!” it spat at her, shoving Kagu back and knocking her down. She growled in a peeved manner but suddenly felt a twinge from her bladder, grabbing her crotch as she produced more tears in her eye while shivering in place. “N-no! I-It’s too much to hold!” Kagu began crying as the flood gates finally opened. A huge flow of urine shot out of her, soaking her panties and tights and pouring right onto the floor. The toilet spirit watched as Kagu was peeing. She was crying while falling onto her knees. The pool of golden liquid got bigger and bigger by the second. She just sniffled, and once she was done, she let out a fairly long moan of relief. She kept on to crying, standing back up and seeing a big, dark wet spot on her tights, and both of her legs were soaked along with her socks, and part of her kimono was wet as well. She felt ashamed, being the famous child actress having wet herself like this. Suddenly the toilet spirit was sliced and it fell in half. Chibi went in, having power slashed the spirit, but he looked at Kagu in shock. The actress came out and bowed to them. “Umm… t-thank you, Lady Kagu… I’m sorry I was trapped in there. I-I can clean it up for you if you wish,” she apologized to her. Kagu just sniffed in embarrassment and shame before going into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. “I’m not coming out until I’m dry!” she cried. Chibi just sighed and looked down in shame, knowing this would take a long time for Kagu to recover from the incident as the actress began cleaning up the big pool of urine.
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  21. Last night we went to see Star Wars the Force Awakens (no spoilers in this story) and afterwards I had some fun with my girlfriend Alice…. When Star Wars came out we decided to wait until after Christmas to go and see it for two reasons. Mainly because we were busy getting ready for Christmas and also to wait until it wouldn’t be as busy at the cinema. Over Christmas we have been busy and on Sunday we spent all day helping clean up the damage left when our town flooded so yesterday we decided not to do anything at all and enjoy a day off. We spent all day relaxing at home and then Matty suggested we go and see Star Wars in the evening which we happily agreed to as I keep seeing things all over the internet and I needed to see it before I saw something that would be a spoiler. My sister and her bf said they would go see it another day and our friends were busy so it meant just me, Alice and Matty were going. When we go to the cinema we always go to late viewings that start around 11 pm. We do this as the cinema is quieter and it means there are no children that are annoying. Before hand we decided to go out and get some dinner so we got ready and went out about 8 o’clock so that we could go to our favourite pub for food before they stopped serving. We had our food and played pool for a while before we set off to the cinema. When we got there we bought our tickets and then went to the concession stand and got some popcorn to share and each of us got a 44oz cup. There was some time until the screening time but when we asked the guy at the ticket stand he said it was fine for us to go in. As we walked down the corridor towards our screen I decided to go to the toilet as I faintly needed to go and I didn’t want to leave during the movie. Alice took my drink off me and I went to pee. When I came back she was sat waiting and she said Matty had gone to the loo. I took my drink off her and asked if she was going and she said she didn't need to go so we just waited for Matty. When he came back we went into the screen and went and sat on the back row. By the time the lights came down and the adverts began there were only about 20 people in the screen which we liked. Usually I finish my drink before the film even starts but having had drinks at dinner I wasn’t that thirsty so for once it lasted me. The adverts and trailers were about 20 minutes and then the film started. About halfway through the film I finished off my drink and about 15 minutes later I heard the gurgling sound of Alice finishing her drink. As she put the cup down she whispered “I shouldn’t have drunk that so fast, I need a wee now”. I didn’t think anything of it until about 20 minutes later when there was a funny scene. We all laughed and she said “oh I really need a wee and that's not helping”. I giggled and then noticed that her legs were bouncing and I know that when her legs do that she is getting desperate and that thought turned me on. As time went on I kept glancing at her legs bouncing and wondered how desperate she was getting. Another hour passed and judging by the events of the film and the run time it was getting near the end. When it got to the very final scene and it was obvious it was ending any minute she shuffled forward on her seat and fidgeted on her butt and muttered under her breath “come on...come on….come on”. When the credits started she jumped up and said “thank god, I’m dying for a wee”. She went to walk away and I pulled her down and said “you can’t go yet what if there is an after credit scene”. She sat back down and said “yeah, anyway we always stay till the end of the credits”. She sat on the edge of her seat bouncing and suddenly my arousal took over and I decided to be naughty. I leaned over and whispered “who says I am even going to let you pee”. She looked round shocked and then her shock turned to arousal and she said “please can I go for a wee”. I smiled at her and said “well I would have let you go but you were going to go without asking my permission so because of that you can wait”. She smiled cheekily and went back to bouncing. When the credits finished she stood up and crossed her legs tightly and said “please let me go pee, my bladder is so full”. I winked at her and told her no. She moaned and slipped her jacket on and then we walked out of the screen. As we walked past the toilets she moaned and I grabbed her hand and led her away. We walked out of the cinema and when the cold air hit her she grabbed her crotch and moaned I leaned over and asked “what's wrong baby”. She glared at me and said “before I was busting for a pee but now i'm stood up and walking I’m nearly wetting myself. My eyes widened knowing she was so desperate. A small part of me thought about letting her go back inside to pee but the rest of me was getting so turned on and I knew she was loving it. We walked around the corner and went inside the multi storey car park where we were parked and Matty went up the stairs whilst me and Alice waited for the lift. Now that we were alone and there was nobody around to see her she was pee dancing like crazy. Watching her sexy legs wrap around each other was so hot and listening to her beg for the lift to come was driving me crazy. When it came we went inside and she frantically pressed the button for our floor and it set off. She suddenly gasped and watched as a trail of pee slowly snaked down her legs. Another followed...and another then they stopped, for a moment. She thought she had regained control but then suddenly there was a splashing sound as she started spurting all over the floor. I looked at her and told her she had better stop it and she jammed her hand against her pee hole and squeezed tight. After a few more spurts escaped she managed to stop them but now she was dancing like crazy and moaning that she was about to burst. There was now a small puddle on the floor and I told her to show me her knickers. She reluctantly took her hand away and showed me the wet patch on the front of her red knickers. She immediately grabbed herself again and danced until we reached our floor. We walked across the car park towards our car and when we got there matty wasn't’ there. I checked my phone and he had texted me saying he was going to the shop. I was going to let her pee before we got in the car to head home but now I had more time to have fun with her. We were parked in the corner space so we were near the door and now this had an advantage as we could stand behind the car so we were out of view of anyone else in the car park. To anyone looking at us it just looked like we were looking out admiring the view. She stood in front of me dancing and doing everything to keep her pee hole closed and she kept having leaks which looked so hot running down her legs. Watching her was making me so horny and my pussy desperately wanted attention so I decided to give her a game. I told her I would let her pee as soon as she made me cum. Before I could even react she stood close to me and her hand slid down the front of my jeans and into my knickers. I gasped as her fingers made contact with my throbbing clit and she teased me. Her fingers in my pussy and her moans of desperation soon had me on edge and I was holding back but she was way too sexy and I was getting dangerously close to cumming. I slid my fingers into her knickers and moaned each time her pussy spurted pee all over them. I managed to hold back for a few minutes but suddenly she moaned and said “I can’t hold it anymore, I’m about to burst and pee all over your fingers”. I knew I was about to cum and whispered “so am I”. Before she could say anything I let go and released my bladder all over her hand and the sudden warmth and shock made her lose control and she soaked my hand. Seconds after I started peeing my pussy exploded with pleasure and she kissed me to stop me from moaning out loud. We stood there kissing as we emptied our bladders all over each other and only stopped when we were empty. She smiled at me and then lifted her fingers and sucked them moaning as she did. She looked down at my jeans soaked from top to bottom in the mixture of our pee and giggled. We stood making out until Matty got back and when he did he looked at the puddle on the floor then at my pee soaked jeans and just nodded as this kind of thing is pretty much standard for us. I got in the car and before she did she slid her pee soaked knickers off and handed them to him. He inhaled the lovely scent of her arousal and pee and groaned happily. I spent the journey home with my fingers up her skirt teasing her and when we got home the three of us made the most of our wet clothes and heightened arousal. Writing this I now realise this I will forever associate that film with this moment of naughtiness so everytime I watch it in the future I will become aroused. I will not look at BB8 the same way again :p
  22. I've just published "A Taste For Desperation" for Kindle and Kobo. Here's chapter 1 for you all to give you your own taste! And thanks to all of you who buy my watersports books when they're published. Without your support I wouldn't be able to keep writing. Anyway on with the story... My best friend has borrowed my laptop but I forgot to delete my watersports videos. I'm worried she'll see them and discover the clips of me wetting myself for online forums. My love of desperation came from the day I was stuck on the bus watching another woman try not to wet herself. Ever since then I've loved omorashi but I don't know if my friend will be disgusted with me or maybe this is my chance to meet someone who'll let me pee on them... Chapter 1 - An Eventful Bus Journey If I could offer you one piece of advice it would be this, if you're going to lend your laptop to someone, make sure you've deleted all your bookmarks, your videos and your internet history first. Especially if some of those videos consist of you standing in the bath, wetting your see through panties and touching yourself. I wish I'd remembered to get rid of those more than any others. It's so embarrassing. I've got to go round to Jo's house and collect my computer from her in ten minutes and from what she said on the phone, she knows everything about my secret fetish, the one I've never told anyone about, the one I've tried so hard to keep to myself. I first developed my love of desperation because of a simple traffic jam. I wasn't even driving. I was a passenger on the park and ride bus sitting next to a complete stranger. She was nineteen or twenty, leaning her head against the window in the blazing sun as we crawled through the roadworks on Carson Street. It had been a nightmare along there for weeks ever since they'd started replacing the gas pipes but today seemed worse than ever. It had been forty minutes and we'd barely made it halfway down the road, the only sound that of beeping horns and endless drilling. It would have been quicker to walk, quieter too as I could have cut down to the riverside path. There was no chance now though. Some people had asked the driver to let them off. Another one was about to ask by the looks of things. It was a middle aged woman holding her tartan shopping bag in her hand as she shuffled on the spot as near to the door as she could get. "Can't you just open the door and let me out here please? I need to...go." The driver shook his head and sighed. "Listen love, I'll tell you what I told the rest, I'm only allowed to stop at a designated point. It'll be my head if someone at the depot finds out I'm letting you all out any which where." "But-" "No. Look, we're moving again. Won't be long now." He jerked into gear and we edged forward another few inches. The woman remained standing, shuffling on the spot and making me frown as I wondered why she was so uncomfortable. "I bet she needs to pee," the girl next to me said. "Excuse me?" I replied, turning to look at her. Now I could see her face properly, I saw how drop dead gorgeous she was. Her long blonde hair cascaded down the back of her neck and her face had that statuesque beauty to it, like a Greek goddess. Her top was so loosely low cut, as she leant forward I could see straight down it to the shapely curve of her breasts inside. Despite the size of her boobs, she obviously chose not to wear a bra. In the second it took me to scan her face and body, something felt out of place and whilst trying to work out what it was I missed what she said. "Sorry, what was that?" "I said, I bet she's not as desperate for the toilet as I am." "Oh right." It clicked in my mind then. It was her legs in her tiny faded blue denim shorts. Her knees were jiggling up and down. She needed the toilet and so did the woman at the front. So did I for that matter but I was clearly nowhere near as desperate as these two. We crawled forward another few feet and the woman at the front tried again. "Please can you let me out? I really need the bathroom." Her face was flushing as she said it, clearly embarrassed to have to mention her desperation in front of the whole bus but it made no difference. The driver just shook his head and she was forced to start walking up and down the aisle to try and control herself. As she walked past me, I got a closer look at her and I felt a strange tingling inside me. Maybe it was her loss of self-control, no longer caring how she looked to those around her in her desire to hold in her pee, maybe it was the sense of power the bus driver seemed to hold over her, like something in Fifty Shades. For all I knew this was just role play and the two of them were a happily married couple. I felt a slight tingle deep in my tummy as she turned at the back of the bus and began shuffling past me, her legs wriggling in her miniskirt, causing it to ride up and flash a length of her thigh. As she reached the front again, she shuddered and I heard her mutter to herself. She shoved her hand between her legs and began squirming on the spot. Everyone on the bus was watching her now, she had captured our attention and I felt that tingle inside me again as we lurched forward and stopped barely another foot down the road. We all watched as the woman began to bounce up and down, her hand clamped between her legs the entire time, lifting her skirt higher as she spun round towards the door, as if willing it to open. The engine rumbled louder as the driver revved the accelerator, then slammed to a halt again as a cyclist swerved in front of the bus. The driver hit the horn, a blast of noise filling the air. The woman in the aisle gasped and muttered something and then looked down at the floor at her feet, her head hung in shame. I gasped too at the sight before me. A pool of urine had appeared on the floor, it must have run down the woman's leg. Beside me the girl was trying not to giggle as she shuffled back and forth on her seat, sitting on her hands, unable to take her eyes off what was happening, despite her own discomfort. The bus had stopped again but the woman had lost control completely by now, not moving as the pool at her feet grew wider before trickling down towards the front of the bus. There was an audible hissing sound coming from her as she refused to look anyone in the eye, arms hanging limply at her sides as she continued to wet herself in front of the entire bus. "Oh god," the girl next to me whispered. "That's so disgusting. And you want to know what's worse? If we don't move soon I might be next." I hope you liked chapter 1. You can read more here. Love Luna x
  23. File Name: Jade - Almost Made It File Submitter: reseph File Submitted: 01 Feb 2012 File Category: Videos / Movies / Clips From MaxieCam Click here to download this file
  24. medalpoker

    malefemale My latest wetting

    I woke up after a long nap at 5:00 P.M. today, needing to pee, but not too bad at that moment. I made coffee, as usual, because I am a heavy coffee drinker; I usually drink an astonishing 5 to 10 cups per day, depending on how I feel. Today, I made about 6 cups of coffee, and drank the entire pot (or half a pot really) by myself. At the time, I was wearing my blue basketball shorts (I own about 3 pairs), the same ones that I did my first wetting in. I also filmed that first wetting, using my cell phone camera, so the quality is not that great; however, you can really see how much I soaked those shorts! To watch this video, please follow this link: https://omorashi.org/topic/17442-my-first-wetting/ Anyway, back to the story. Before I even begin drinking the coffee I made, I was feeling very little need to pee; I was only about a 2 out of a 10. However, each cup I drank made me feel more and more desperate. I was beginning to feel my bladder more and more as it was filling up at such a rapid rate! With each passing minute, it became a little more difficult to focus because I was needing to pee. It was now about 6:30 P.M. and I finished about 3 cups of coffee. I was only about a 4 at this time, but I felt twice as desperate as before. However, I could still hold my pee and I felt that I was not ready to let it out yet. Deciding that I wanted to wet in my shorts for the third time in the past month, I quickly stood up to change out of my blue basketball shorts. I wanted to soak a different pair this time! ;) As I stood up, I could feel my pee putting pressure on my bladder a little bit, with my bladder acting as a dam, trying to hold back an increasing pressure of pee. I took off my boxers because I did not want to soak those; I only wanted to soak my shorts. I put on a pair of black silky basketball shorts, without the boxers, and continued holding. I was steadily building up the pressure in my small bladder, but I had no idea of my actual capacity. I actually didn’t really care for my maximum capacity; I just wanted to soak these shorts as much as possible, feeling my warm pee gushing in these shorts like that of a fire hose turned on full blast! At 9:39 P.M., I posted in the Live Action Omorashi board announcing my intentions to pee myself. I was feeling like a 7 out of a 10 now and it was becoming harder and harder to focus on this assignment I was doing for my college class. I continued to wait, growing more and more desperate until I was ready to let it all out. At 9:53 P.M., the coffee really starts to kick in and my desperate level reaches an 8. I begin to squirm in my chair a bit and I even post to the board again, asking the community if they are interested in me soaking these shorts. I held on longer and I waited. I could feel chills running down my legs as they were shaking almost uncontrollably, possibly to distract my attention from my bulging bladder. I could feel the pressure building inside my bladder as the warm pee was beginning to build with increasing amounts of intensity. At 10:04 P.M., I decide that I am going to pee in my shorts and I waddle to the bathroom, trying to hold myself together. I climb into the bathtub and sit down, legs stretched out. My body was also slouched at an angle to help alleviate some of the pressure off my bladder, encouraging my body to let the flood gates open. It takes about a minute, so I know I could have willingly held it in longer, but I decide to let it go because it was really becoming too uncomfortable for me to hold any longer. Sooner than I thought, a little spurt comes out and gets my shorts damp. The feeling is wonderful, and cannot be described in words. I feel a sigh of relief as I let the flood gates open, allowing my warm pee to escape from my body, rapidly soaking my shorts. I can hear the gushing pee flowing into my shorts, making a distinct noise of a liquid striking fabric as I hold my hand over my penis from the outside of my wet basketball shorts. I can see the stream of yellow pee escaping from each leg hole, running down towards the drain. I continue to pee, redirecting it with my hand to soak these shorts as much as possible. My pee is beyond stopping now; the stream is so intense and the feeling is so good that there is no way I would try to stop. I continue soaking those shorts for about two minutes, letting my pee gush out at full force with no resistance whatsoever. The feeling is incredible! ;) I decided not to film this one because I only wanted to write about it. I also was going to take pictures but I soon realized that there is no way for my stone-age cell phone camera to capture an image of fine enough quality to even reveal the wetness of my shorts; it was simply impossible to see with this camera, although I could easily see it with my eyes. :P
  25. To celebrate the release of 'Soaked to the Skin', my biggest ever collection of 100 watersports stories, I have a free story for you all and a special request alongside it.I'm desperate for more reviews of my books on amazon and to show my appreciation I'm offering a free watersports book to anyone who leaves a review, preferably 5/5 if you're kind enough! You don't even need to buy the book to leave a review. See my website for more details and to choose which book you'd like for free. If you have time to leave a review of any of my books on amazon I'll even write a special short story just for you if you'd like! Anyway, enough promotion and on with the story of an interview with a difference. Whoever holds it in the longest gets the job but the losers might just want a very wet revenge... Desperate For A JobI really wanted the job, maybe that was why I walked home afterwards with the taste of another woman in my mouth. Maybe they'd conned me into it. Either way I was certain I'd got the job. It had seemed like a standard interview at first, four of us in an office answering questions set by a middle aged woman behind the desk. It was all the usual, how I love the company, what would I bring here, same as countless other interviews but after being jobless for nearly two years I was getting desperate. I only went as my housemates insisted, even offering to help me prepare. So anyway I got through that bit and then I asked if I could use their bathroom before the role-play part. The woman just smiled at me and said that needing the toilet would come in handy for the role-play. I frowned at that but didn't get chance to ask any more questions as we were ushered into a conference room, the tables and chairs pushed against the walls. We stood there as the woman turned and looked at each of us in turn. "In this job you've got to spend hours, sometimes all day with clients, no breaks, no rest. I need someone who can last. I want to see which of you has the stamina to go all day. The person who wets themselves last gets the job," she said, grinning. "Nobody leaves this room until then. The camera will be watching." Then she just walked out and locked the door behind her. The woman next to me hammered on it. "Hey, let us out." Nobody answered. I looked round at the other candidates. Was this normal? If not what choice did we have? There were three others in there, did I say? A girl who looked about 19, not dressed formally, just in a thigh high skirt and a white tee shirt. There was a blonde woman about forty or fifty, looked upper class, thin, immaculate hair and makeup. Then there was the one by the door, angry looking, slightly chubby, large chested behind her buttoned up suit, wide hips, grey trousers. Lastly there was me. Could I win this? Was getting the job just a matter of holding it in? If so I was in with a chance but I was also the only one already desperate. Or so I thought. It turned out the other three were as nervous as me so were all already dying to pee. The only thing in the conference room was a tray with a jug of water and several glasses, an additional torture when we were already needing to go. "Are we really going to do this?" I asked. Nobody replied at first but within a couple of minutes we were talking, this was our chance to at least distract ourselves by getting to know each other if we were going to be locked in here for a while. The young girl introduced herself as Jess, the older woman was Linda and the chubby one was called Louise. We chatted for a few more minutes as I sat on a chair, the others pacing up and down. A voice came over the intercom. "This is taking too long. I would like you all to drink one full glass of water please." There was a collective groan from round the room but grudgingly we all did as we had been instructed. I sipped at the ice cold water but the others seemed determined to get it over, gulping them all down in a single swallow. Jess gasped as she put the glass down. "I really need this job," she said. "My parents are going to kick me out if I don't start earning and they might even take my car off me." It sounded like a lie and I said nothing, just watched her walk up and down the room, shuffling her feet and bouncing up and down on the spot slightly. Linda was quieter, holding her hand between her legs as she perched on the edge of a chair, whispering to herself. "They can't do this to us," Louise said, "I'm going to pee myself if I don't get to a bathroom soon." "Don't talk about bathrooms," Jess said. "That makes it worse." I was tensing up my bladder as best I could but I was also getting surprisingly aroused by the sight before me. I have always had a thing about desperation, trying to hold in my pee for as long as possible, sometimes sitting in the bath naked with a burning need to go and holding it until it actually forces its way out of me. So to see three other people doing all they could to stop themselves wetting this office carpet was turning me on more than I wanted it to. I wanted to just focus on holding it in, getting the job, beating the others but instead I found myself wondering what it would be like to see these three naked, to see them peeing, to touch their hot streams. "Ladies," said the voice over the tannoy after another torturous half hour had passed. "Please drink another glass of water and remove your trousers or skirts. We want to make sure nobody is cheating by letting some go into their underwear." "You can't be serious," Linda said, but Jess had already unhooked her skirt and thrown it away, standing provocatively in a tiny black thong as if she couldn't care less. "Nothing in this," she said bluntly. Louise took her trousers off next. "I don't want to," she said to Linda, "but I need this job." I looked at her panties, silky and luxurious, not what I was expecting. I took mine off, ashamedly revealing that I wasn't wearing any underwear, I never did, it made the excitement of holding in my pee all the stronger but I was regretting that today. "Fine!" Linda snapped, "why not just tell us to strip naked and be done with it." She almost tore off her trousers, revealing see through pale knickers. I could see the outline of her pussy and my eyes kept being drawn back to it again and again. Another twenty minutes passed, I was watching Jess's bottom as she wiggled on the spot, facing the wall when I heard Linda say quietly, "oh no." I looked at her. She was frozen in the middle of the room as her panties suddenly went dark. Round the edges came a trickle of urine, the smell filling the air as the trickle became a gush, running down her legs and soaking the carpet. She pulled her panties aside and squatted to save her legs getting too wet and I stared open mouthed at the sight of this prim and proper businesswoman wetting on the floor of a conference room. The hiss of it falling from her was making my own pussy wet and I found it increasingly hard to resist touching myself despite the situation I was in. I forced myself to concentrate only to see Jess with her hand actually inside her thong. She was pressing her fingers to her pussy, squirming on the spot to try and stop herself from peeing. Louise was entranced by the wet patch on the carpet as Linda peeled off her wet panties and sat on the chair next to me. "Guess I've not got the job," she said, shrugging. "Never mind," I replied. "At least you can go home now." She tried the door but it was still locked. Sitting next to me, we both looked at Louise as she began to turn bright red. She had begun to pee and we hadn't even noticed. It was dripping off the end of her chair and into the carpet. She kept her legs clamped together as if trying to stop it but to no avail. Finally she gave up and stood up, letting the last of it trickle down her legs to the floor. My clit was throbbing by now but I knew I had to remain professional despite the strong desire I had to touch myself. Jess now had an audience of three watching her as she paced up and down the room. I was only able to stop myself from peeing by biting my lip and shuffling in my seat, ignoring the pangs of pain from my overworked bladder. Jess had tugged at her thong with her hand, pulling it up so it was now between her pussy lips, revealing them to us three. She looked at us as she almost cried in pain. "I really need to pee," she whined. "Oh god here it comes." I gasped as she tore off her panties, coming over and jumping onto my lap. "I want you to go at the same time," she whispered but I shook my head. "I need this job!" she snapped as I felt my thigh dampen. She was peeing on me. I pushed her away but she returned, standing over me as piss gushed out of her open pussy. It hit my legs and made it even harder for me to hold it in but somehow I managed. Jess tried poking me in the stomach but I again pushed her away as the flow from her finally dried up. The door unlocked at that moment and the interviewer stuck her head in. "You three may go. You, stay there." The other three women picked up their clothes and left the room, all looking jealously back at me. "Well done," the interviewer said after they'd gone. "My name is Sandra by the way. I'm pleased to tell you the job is yours. Any questions?" "Just one," I replied. "Where's the bathroom?" She laughed and pointed down the hall. I grabbed my trousers and pulled them on, moaning at the pain from my bladder. I ran down the hall and pushed open the bathroom door. Jess was standing in there, as if she'd been waiting for me. "I hoped I'd see you here," she said. "Well done." "What do you want?" I asked. I got no further as my arms were grabbed from behind. I turned to see Linda was holding me tightly. By her side Louise was undressing. I knew what they wanted to do but I half-heartedly tried to escape. "Let me go," I whispered but they ignored me and I was glad. Jess began to strip before my eyes, in seconds she was naked and laying on the floor. "You know what to do," she said. Linda tore my clothes from me, leaving me naked and exposed for them to see. I nodded as Linda shoved me forwards, making me crouch directly above Jess's open mouth. As her tongue reached out to touch my pussy, my bladder lost all control. I began to piss, all the pent up urine from the last few hours coming out in a single torrent of piss. It flowed directly into Jess's eager mouth as she continued to lick my pussy. I screamed with pleasure as Louise stood by my face, pushing her own pussy to my mouth, silencing me as I was forced to push my tongue inside her. Linda watched at the doorway to make sure we weren't disturbed by anyone passing by. I kept peeing as I was licking Louise, the sensation of Jess's soft tongue on my clit was amazing. Within seconds I had orgasmed, a racking spasm racing through my body even as I continued to pee. I felt Jess squeezing my bottom hard, her nails digging in as Louise grabbed my head. All I could smell was her pussy as she cried out. "I'm going to cum," over and over. Moments later I felt her pussy contract round my mouth as an orgasm hit her. Under me I somehow knew Jess was now touching herself even as she licked me. "Someone's coming," Linda hissed. We all jumped up and ran into separate cubicles. I sat naked on the toilet listening as someone walked in, standing by the mirror. Whoever it was took their time and when I stepped out the others had all vanished. I was alone. Not that I was that bothered. After all, I would see them when I got home, they were my housemates after all. Hope you enjoyed it! Luna x