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  1. I'll keep this scenario short and to the point. What if you are one of those girls that is about to pee your pants at school, and the bathroom line between classes is too long? These are the general facts: 1) 50 (maybe 55) minute class periods with 5 minutes between classes. 2) 3 stalls in each girls bathroom. 3) Can't be late and can't go to the bathroom during class (without some consequence) 4) Cutting in line is not allowed without permission (and permission will probably not be granted). 5) You are about ready to pee your pants (possibly 5 minutes away, 10 or 15 minutes at most), and when you reach the bathroom during break time you see that all the stalls are full and there are about 5 girls ahead of you in line. It will almost certainly take each girl at least a minute to do their business in their respective stalls, so if you do the simple math in your head (assuming you can do math), you realize that there is probaby not enough time to wait in line, pee, and get to class on time. The first real big question I will ask is this. What is the first thought you would have if you were to deal with that situation? Next, how would you deal with it?
  2. I don't know if it's the warm weather we're suddenly having in my Norwegian city that's causing girls to drink lots of water, or if it's just coincidence, but I've noticed so many desperate girls latelly. I happen to take a bus relatively often that goes from the city centre to a junction/hub at a shopping centre to the west, and I've seen several girls really desperate on the bus or at the bus station, possibly because buses from the junction don't always go too often since the places they go to are pretty remote, so I guess the girls choose to hold it rather than wait for hours for the next bus. That, combined with the warm weather, I was north of the city recently and a girl walking in front of me, wearing jeans and pretty "cool" clothes, appeared to be holding her crotch with her right hand and looking down at her crotch when she got to an upward hill. Turns out she was going to take the same bus as me, and she sat down in the seat right behind doors in the middle of the bus. When it reached the downtown bus station she went to the door before the bus stopped and stood hopping up and down slightly, and then she ran for the bus which was ready to depart west, with her hands between her legs. I kinda regret not following her onto that bus, though at the same time I think I would've felt pretty creepy had I done so. My latest memory is from a few days ago, when I happened to sit down next to a girl in a window seat. She was visible uncomfortable and kept starting out the window at the road ahead, and right after we left the bus station in the city centre she rearranged her legs, so to speak, so that she was sitting on her heel, at least it looked that way to me since she wore this long khaki coat that obscured her legs almost down to her knees, I seem to recall. For most of the trip she sat with her legs crossed, slightly bent over, quite possibly with her hand in her crotch under her long coat. At one point right before she got off she made this "ngh!" sound people make when they suddenly pee themselves a little, or just barely manage to hold back their pee, and after she got off I noticed her looking down, possibly to check her crotch for wetness. Not going to relate other memories as the others aren't that interesting and several, or the majority of them, are unsurprisingly pretty young, as in young teens or younger. Has anyone else noticed a wave of desperations and big and little accidents now that the weather is getting warmer?
  3. In my high school I was in a specialized class, people who had not had their BACs. For most people it was because they had done a CAP before. (Sorry, I do not know the name of these graduates in English.) In my class the age range from 17 to 22 years. In my class I was next to a girl, who will be called Z for the story. Z often complained at the end of class that she wanted to go to the bathroom. Because often in the middle of classe, teachers do not want the left go to the bathroom. They said we had to be able to hold ourselves back more than 2 hours. When she told me that she wanted to pee, I told him that it disturbed me. And so I would repeat it and sometimes overplay envy, thinking I was disturbing myself. While in real … 😉 Hanging one afternoon she wanted, more than usual because the last 15 minutes she bounced on his chair pressing his hands on his crotch. So I decided to tease her a little to make her talk a little." Do you still want to pee ? again." With a jaded tone to make sure that she tries to provoke me. But, surprise. She stayed serious and told me that she really wanted to go to the bathroom. So I told him that she had to ask to go.The teacher will let her go. She replied that he would never let her go in the bathroom, that he did not care. So I told him that it cost nothing to try and that it was better to piss in your pants. After 5 minutes she asked sharply the words to the teacher. "I have to go to the bathroom now." The teacher juste replied "No". She answered him; "I'm going to pee on myself !" She sighed and I told her to stay only 10 minutes. I also told him to bend his legs and not to press his bladder. Pendants 5 minutes to bounce on herself even the teacher ended the classes earlier. And Z hurried to the toilet. 1 week later, the day after a day when I was not there. I learned that Z had piss in her. She said she had done so because the teachers never let her go and that moreover at this time she can hardly stop herself. Sorry for the mistakes, my English is not very good. If people have questions do not hesitate I did not tell everything in detail, I preferred that the story remains simple and short. And if some French want to ask me questions in mp he does not hesitate. It will be easier for me too.
  4. Xx4evRockerxX

    Last Family Trip

    23 year old Rebecca (Bex, as everyone called her) took her place in the back seat of the family four-door. That car sure had seen better days, but it was still as reliable as ever. And a good car to put the many miles they were about to travel onto. On the other side of the back seat, her 19 year old sister Avery sat, already buckled in and making herself comfortable. She had broken her ankle just a few days ago in an alleged skinny dipping incident. The details were unclear other than the family was awoken to an unpleasant phone call a little after midnight from the hospital. She had a pair of crutches next to her, and a casted foot resting up on the back of the driver’s seat. She was engrossed in a texting spree conversation with someone, probably the next boy of the month. May mercy keep his soul safe. Their mother Patricia (Patty) was making her way out, arms filled with bags of snacks, spare clothes, her huge purse, and who knows what else. “Did you two remember to leave an extra pair of clothes out in case you spill something?” ”Yes,” they replied in unison and monotone. “And you packed enough for the entire trip, plus extra?” ”Yes.” ”And you both used the bathroom before getting in? You know it’s going to be a few hours before our first stop. Better to get some real miles in while we’re fresh,” Patty continued. Once again, the pair replied “yes”, but this time, it wasn’t entirely truthful. Bex had A bad habit of holding her bladder. More specifically, she was in the routine of holding her bladder until she could go somewhere other than a toilet. She’d picked up this interest years ago, in High School. At first, it was an absentminded hobby she’d read about somewhere online, some forum she had stumbled across, and found it interesting enough to try. After a few weeks, she was hooked. She didn’t pay much attention, but she could probably count the number of times she had allowed herself to pee in an actual toilet in the past year on one hand. It didn’t happen very often, and only in outstanding situations. Today was no different for her. She let herself release her morning wee in the shower, like most mornings, and went on with getting ready, throwing on a cute pair of skimpy panties. She knew no one would see them, but she always felt a little more secure when she knew she looked good. So while yes, she did use the bathroom before getting in the car, her mother didn’t need to know she went two before getting in. Avery, on the other hand, was completely truthful in her answer. With the broken ankle, getting out of the car, especially from the backseat took some time and effort. She was determined to do so as few times as possible during this trip. Accordingly, she had her morning wee the moment she woke up, while Bex was in the shower. She then proceeded to skip every liquid available during breakfast, choosing only a dry bagel. After getting ready, and just before heading outside, she allowed herself a few minutes to sit on the toilet. She peed a short, weak stream, it continued to sit there. She squeezed with her pelvic muscles. She pushed physically on her bladder with her hands. She tried coughing. Anything to get every last little bit out. All told, she was able to empty another dribble and a few random drops. Each and every one of those drops though, were important to her. They could make a world of difference hours from now. She also placed one of her pads in her underwear (an older pair of booty cut, blue and yellow polka dot), as well as sprinkling a little baby powder in there. She was prescribed some pain meds for her ankle, and while she wasn’t fond of how zoned-out they made her feel, she had to take one today. She knew she wouldn’t be able to move around or stretch, which meant she would quickly start hurting. The zoned feeling wasn’t the only side effect she noticed. She also found it very difficult to tell when she had a full bladder, and noticed she would lose a squirt or two just from standing up, or changing position too quickly, only to then have to rush to the bathroom to unleash a torrent. She hadn’t gone out into public since her accident, so this hadn’t been a particular issue. But with her entire family squeezed into a few square feet of the car, she wanted to be safe. Thus, the pad and powder were a small insurance policy, she thought to herself as she wiped. While the girls both had their bladder situation and plans in place, Patty briefly thought about her own. At 58, she was no longer a spring chicken, and her body reacted accordingly. After 2 pregnancies, 2 births, and 2 recoveries, her pelvic muscles, heck, her whole lower abdominal muscles and tissues were not comparable to what they were 25 years ago. At one time, she could go all day, being out and about without a second thought towards her bodily functions. She could hold off until there was enough wee inside her to write her entire name, first and last name, in the snow (with some difficulty, of course. But she was able to do it, nonetheless). She hadn’t tried since before Bex’s birth, but she figured best case, she could hold enough to spell out “Pa” in the snow now. She could no longer, cough, sneeze, laugh, or really have any change in emotion whatsoever without losing a little (or sometimes big) dribble. She also had to find a toilet roughly every two hours. She could hold longer, she was sure. But that 2 hour mark is where it became uncomfortable, and she would often find herself focusing more on not wetting herself, rather than whatever task was at hand. Similarly to Avery, she had skipped most fluids at breakfast this morning, and made it a point to sit down on the toilet for a few minutes and try no less than 3 times since waking up. She also had a bit of a secret. Roger, her husband and the girls’ father knew about, but Bex and Avery were in the dark on the matter, where they belonged. Several years ago, after a particularly close call at a large family gathering in which she had to spend the last hour of the event without panties because they were so wet, Patty looked into getting absorbent underwear. They looked similar enough to real underwear (not sexy underwear, but still), and didn’t bulge out like an actual diaper. Since she couldn’t hold a huge amount anyway, they were perfect. She didn’t wear them everyday. Often, she would go a month or more without needing them. But she made a point to wear them on special occasions or if she was anticipating being away from a bathroom for an extended time. Both of which applied to today. She was wearing a pair of jeans to mask the small amount of crinkling from the more plastic crotch area. She made sure to bring a few spares in her large purse as well. That was the only way she could be sure they wouldn’t be discovered by her daughters. Roger was the last out the door, carrying a large cooler stuffed to the brim with waters, juices, and an assortment of other road beverages. Silently, all three women thought in unison, “Typical male.” As they set off from their house, Avery put her headphones in and continued the intense conversation on her phone. Patty started monologuing in Roger’s direction. She considering it a conversation, he thought of it as background conversation, similarly to listening to the radio. He cracked open the first water, downing part of it before they’d even left the town. Bex laughed for a second to herself as she pictured her father pretending he was sipping an adult beverage on a beach. A few miles later, Bex pulled out a new book she had recently bought, a fantasy action romance. She finished the last final of her college career last week and was excited to return to reading for entertainment, rather than necessity. She had always enjoyed reading when she was growing up, but school somehow found a way to make her lose interest in it. Bex quickly found herself lost in the book. It was everything she was hoping it would be, and more - filled to the brim with action as she turned page after page. Hot characters that took great pleasure out of seductively teasing each other. The sexy, but wildly inappropriate make out scenes at various climatic moments. She was hooked from page 2. Making her way through the chapters, she reached a scene that brought her attention back to reality. In the book, there were two characters forced together by fate, but also hormones, that were taken hostage by an overbearing government organization in a post-disaster country and brought to an imprisonment camp. While getting their feet under them and familiarizing themselves with their new home, the male character mentioned that he needed the loo as he hadn’t gone since before they were captured. The female character almost too quickly agreed. Before Bex read further, she blinked a few times and pulled herself out of the book. Next to her, Avery was hard asleep, appearing to have been so for some time, her phone falling to the floor. Bex figured Avery had probably one of her pain meds before they left. She noticed two empty water bottles on the floor, next to Avery’s phone, and an open juice bottle in the front cup holder. Her mother was still talking at her father, but had slowed her pace. What she didn’t know, was Patty was starting to get a very dry mouth from skimping on the fluids. Her father though, had no problem downing a swig of the juice. Bex sat up straight to stretch her back a bit, and noticed a new heaviness in her belly she hadn’t felt before. Of knew immediately what it was, of course. She had to pee. Nothing urgent or desperate, and she certainly wasn’t in imminent danger of losing control. But it was there - a decent and constant need now that she noticed it. She wondered how long they’d been driving. Looking at her phone, she realized they had been driving almost 4 hours. She was lost in a fantastic and romantic and amazing world of her book for 4 hours. Which also meant it was roughly 6 hours since her bladder had seen any relief. And now she had to pee. During a short pause in speech from her mother, Bex interjected, “Any thoughts on a stretch break in the near future?” Her father was quick and sharp to answer, “Probably not for another 100 miles or so. I’d like to get there before dark and we left a little later than I would’ve liked.” Patty was a little softer as she asked, “Are you okay back there for that long? Are you hungry or thirsty? I brought snacks and the cooler is right there.” ”No, I’m okay, just feeling a little cramped,” Bex answered. 100 miles. At highway speed, that would be around two more hours. Bex didn’t wonder if she could hold it that long she knew she could she hadn’t drank very much today, and had certainly held it for longer. It was more a question of how comfortably she could hold it that long, and how obvious she might become about her need. She was also a little concerned about how she would relieve herself once they finally did pull off to a rest stop. Sure, she could pee into one of the toilets. She was sure they would have plenty at wherever they stopped. But that wasn’t fun. If they stopped at somewhere a little less populated, she could go into the bathroom with her mother and sister, pretend to go, and then say she needed a bit of a walk to stretch and clear her head, but in reality find a nice bush or tree in need of watering. If, however, they pulled into one of those mega stops on the side of the highway, she would have to get a little more creative. She thought about it for a few minutes, but was having a difficult time coming up with a viable plan that offered her secluded relief, without too high a risk of being caught. She bookmarked it in her mind and went back to reading. She had a few hours to think up a solution, after all. In the front seat, Patty was having a different experience. While Bex was having no problems holding on, and had no intention of using a toilet at their stop, Patty was deeply concerned. She was alright for the first two hours. Much to her pleasant surprise, cutting fluids had really helped. But as hour three stretched on, she had a harder and harder time. She had leaked already. Several times. Only to have the need return almost immediately. She was fairly confident in her absorbent underwear’s ability to manage and contain leaks (she had really put them to the test a few years ago during Midnight Mass at church on Christmas), but she had never actually fully wet a pair. She knew when she first started wearing them there would come a day when she wouldn’t be able to hold it, when she would either have to let go, or wouldn’t be given a choice in letting, and would properly flood them. She had always hoped this was still years away, but as they drove on, she was becoming more and more worried today would be that day. Could they hold her whole bladder? She desperately hoped not to find out. Bex got through the scene in her book where the characters sought, then found their relief. It went into a little more detail about said relief than she would have preferred at the moment given her own need, but she was okay. Normally, she would have deeply enjoyed this part of the story, just not at the moment. Once through it though, she found herself once again flipping through pages as plot twist after surprise kept her attention. She crossed her legs, and fell back into the world of the story. Several chapters, and at least 50 miles later, Roger slowed down as they reached a construction zone. The car hit a large bump in the road where they were preparing to pave. Bex had no recollection of making any noise or gasping, but she must have as Patty asked, “Are you okay, honey?” ”Yeah, just, uh, just startled me is all,” She lied. In actuality, it did startle her, but the sudden jump up, then back down with force of her bladder startled her more. She properly needed to pee now. To the point where using an actual toilet was making its way to the top five options she was considering of ways to relieve herself. It was time to make something happen. ”Actually, I could use with a quick bathroom trip as well as that stretch break soon,” Bex said, trying to downplay the need to pee part, and focus on the desire to stretch part. Unfortunately, Patty heard the request the exact opposite way, fitting some of her own need into the equation as she said, “Oh Honey, you should’ve said so if you needed to go to the bathroom sooner. Can you hold it? Do you need us to pull over now? I’m so sorry you have to pee so badly.” The offer to be allowed to pop a squat on the side of the highway intrigued her, and she tucked that bit of info away for another day, another situation. For now, she said, “Ma, I’m okay, really. I barely even need to go. Like not even at all. I just figured I would go as long as we were stopping anyway. I’m good for a while longer though.” Patty, her full and weak bladder, and her ever filling up undergarments we’re having no part of that. “Roger, place you see, anywhere you see, we’re pulling over.” ”Really, Mom, it’s not a big deal,” Bex reiterated. ”We’re stopping,” Patty relied in her mom voice. The conversation was over, and everyone except a still passed out Avery knew it. 5 minutes later, Roger steered the vehicle off an exit ramp toward one of the mega stops Bex wasn’t a fan of. They probably had 20 toilets in their bathroom, but Bex was really racking her brain, trying to figure out some way she could pee somewhere else without her parents, or anyone at the stop really, seeing her. “Should we wake her up?” Bex asked about Avery when they pulled into a parking spot. ”Let her sleep, we’ll be stopping more frequently now anyway to walk around get the blood flowing,” Patty said, already out of the passenger’s seat. She could feel the heaviness of her wet underwear. She couldn’t be sure, but she fully believed they wouldn’t be able to hold more than another squirt or two. She was even more confident her bladder needed to empty itself fully in the immediate future. Patty on the verge of wetting her already soaked absorbent underwear, Bex struggling to figure out how to empty her pleasantly full bladder somewhere that isn’t a toilet, and Avery bound to eventually wake up in a rather dire situation - sounds like Part 2 is likely to be something special. 😁
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    Uromofantasy

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  6. Lythe

    Waste Not

    Author's Note: Hi all! Just a quick reminder, this is a story involved anthropomorphic animals. This opening chapter doesn't contain desperation, but does set up the rest of the story. There will also be humiliation/domination themes throughout, so if this is something you don't enjoy please be aware! I'd love any feedback ya'll may have all well. Thanks! Chapter 1: "You've disappointed me, Subira." The deep, masculine voice cut through the air like a knife. Subira involuntarily pushed her canine ears back against her head. They lay flat as she stared down at the ground, utterly ashamed. Subira took pride in her position. She worked incredibly hard to please her King, her master. Knowing she had failed in such a public fashion was mortifying. "I give my most humble apologies, my King." She spoke from her kneeling position. The young female jackalfolk didn't dare look up. She didn't deserve to meet his gaze. The drought plaguing her people was the worst many had seen in years. It hadn’t rained in months. Their best shamans pleaded with the gods to send water, but so far their cries seemed to have fallen on deaf ears. Earlier in the day she had carelessly knocked down a servant carrying several clay pitchers full of water on a tray. Water that could have slaked the thirst of many citizens. Semut, her master, sighed. Normally, someone in his court making a mistake like this wasn't too difficult. But Subira had made it during the worst time, and in front of too many witnesses. He couldn't write it off, even if he'd have preferred to let someone he valued so highly off with a light judgement. He had to punish her, severely, for the transgression. More than that, it needed to reflect what she had done. Wasted water during a drought. He would have to think on it. Frustrated, he sent her away. "Return to my chambers at first light. I will begin your punishment then." Semut growled. He rose from his chair, flicking Subira away with an irritated paw. What was an appropriate punishment for one of his favorites for making such a stupid mistake? He couldn’t simply take away several days water rations from her. She would dehydrate, not to mention he still needed her to be able to perform her duties. She was one of the best in his court when it came to acquiring things. But how could Subira possibly pay back such a debt? Subira woke early the next morning. She had slept fitfully, not knowing what today would bring. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she got up, feeling the previous day’s burden upon her. She felt such a heavy guilt, knowing just how much precious water she had wasted. Hopefully Semut would help her atone more than just dole out some sort thoughtless of sentence. Subira doubted he would hurt her physically. She’d seen the king’s eyes upon her before. She knew she was a beauty to behold. She also doubted he would let her off easily, despite being one of his favored workers. Semut was known for handing out tough, but fair, judgements. She took her morning piss before dressing herself in some of her plainest clothes. A simple white cotton shirt that still showed her flat belly while covering her ample breasts, and a white flowing skirt to cover her lower body, cutting off at the knee. Realizing the sun would be coming up soon, Subira quickly made her way to Semut's chamber. The sun was just started to creep into the sky when she reached his entrance, and she knocked quietly. "Come in." Subira heard him beckon. She did so hesitantly, closing the door behind her. Her expression was contrite. The young woman truly hoped her King would have a suitable penalty awaiting her. "Subira, I take no pleasure in punishing one of my most valued workers." Semut sighed, rising from his bed. He was tall, particularly for a jackalfolk, standing a full six feet. Many rulers grew complacent, no longer working on themselves physically. Semut, however, hadn't quit. He was strong, and it showed from his muscular arms down to the noticeable abs. Often he could be found practicing swordplay with some of the most fearsome men in his army. Semut hadn't yet been dressed for the day, but he made no effort to cover himself. He was not a modest man. "I know you. How hard you toil at your post. Your punishment will suit your crime. Today, you will not waste water." He spoke clearly, walking over to stand in front of Subira, who had kneeled before him. "Look up." The man spoke. His dick hung in front of the petite jackalfolk woman. She was surprised, then confused. Did he expect her to service his cock? Her tail began to wag nervously. "Starting now, you will be given no water ration. Instead, you will drink my piss as I need release. You will not be permitted to let it out until I give the command. You will hold it in, no matter what, until you are allowed to let go. When I permit release, you will piss in a jug. When the jug is full, you will use it to water plants around the palace. This punishment will last until you fill the number of pitchers you so carelessly wasted." Semut concluded. "Do you understand your judgement?" Subira nodded silently. It was not what she had anticipated, but it was atonement. "Good." Semut spoke. “You will perform whatever duties I require of you outside of this. You will be at my side until you have fulfilled this punishment.” He pumped his hips forward lightly, jiggling his cock forward. The gesture was clear. Subira said nothing as she took his dick lightly in her mouth. She had no complaints she could voice. While she expected this to be miserable, it would truly make up for what she had done. As Semut’s hot, acrid piss began to fill her mouth, her eyes water. His first morning’s piss was awful. It was intense, and unpleasant, but there was nothing to be done but drink. And drink. And drink. It seemed as if her torment would never end, but at last his stream trickled down to a stop. Subira swallowed, grimacing as the taste stayed on her tongue. She could feel her stomach was now uncomfortably full of liquid. Dread settled in as she remembered just how many pitchers had been wasted the day before. Ten. This would not be the last morning piss she drank.
  7. All was quiet in the Holy See of Ishgard, which was nothing to be surprised of at three bells in the morning. Of course, this didn't mean "Hilda's Hounds" rested on it's haunches; The militia was always vigilant, maintaining it's watch over the streets while the knights were off fighting wars on foreign soil. Regular patrols were made, especially at night, and on this night a midlander hyur had drawn the 'short straw' as it were. Loretta Mercer walked through the Jeweled Crozier, Ishgard's marketplace, with a carbine on her back, and mist in her breath from the cold. The light clack of sturdy thighboots against granite echoing along the empty street. The shops were, of course, closed at this bell, but if there was anyone there they would notice that the brisk-walking woman also had a stiffness to her movement, as well as a look of irritation or concern on her freckled features. "Seven hells, I knew drinking that flagon of ale at the Forgotten Knight before duty was a bad idea." She thought to herself. While the drink had dulled the cold of the night that had been commonplace over the past five seasons, it had quickly passed through the hyur's dainty body and filled her bladder. Stopping behind a closed stall, she took a moment to take a deep breath, a hand moving under her blue tunic to clutch at the front of her quartertights. A moment, two, and three, and she felt at least a little more confident she could make it through the rest of her patrol without drenching herself. Dignity aside, the warmth would be short-lived in this sheer cold, she knew. Continuing her march, she made it about a dozen more yalms before a pain caused her to stop and clutch herself, this time out in the open. She realized she was pushing herself too hard this time, and begrudgingly decided desperate times called for desperate measures... possibly even ones she would have arrested another for doing. Walking at a brisk pace, she located a small alleyway off to the side, with a crate left abandoned in it. Hastily rounding the crate, she lifted the hem of her tunic to unbutton her short breeches, before pulling them down to expose her sky blue panties. Suddenly, she heard voices from the street, and stopped... as much as it pained her. She was so close! In the dead silence of Ishgard's eternal winter, however, her stream would be audible even from the street for one with keen ears, and the last thing she needed was some pervert to discover her making water in public. Pressing her hand against the front of her panties, she shut her eyes, and listened to the conversation to distract herself from her burning need to release. It sounded like two men, gruff ones at that. "Any 'ounds around 'ere?" "No, not that I can see... and keep yer bloody voice down, would ye? You got the stuff?" A moment passed, and the rustle of cloth could be heard. "Quality somnus, grown down south in Thanalan by those refugees. Top quality." "Good. The Durendaire lordling will be pleased. Now get the sod outta here..." Normally, this would be exactly the situation that Loretta was out to deal with, but there was a far more dire problem facing her. Listening to the footsteps echo into the distance, she felt herself start to dribble, the front of her panties starting to darken and get damp. Once she felt it was safe, she practically tore the poor things down and unleashed. A hiss sounded from her tufted womanhood, a puddle quickly forming between her feet. Some of her pent-up pee splattered up on her thighboots, but there was nothing to be done... besides, the relief was -amazing-. After what felt like an eternity, her stream finally came down to a trickle, then a few droplets. The midlander opened her eyes, having shut them in bliss after holding for so long, to see steam rising from the sizable puddle underneath her into the frigid night air. Looking down she realized that the puddle had spread beyond her feet, making the soles of her boots soaked as well, to which she groaned. However, it seemed all of her clothes, even her panties which she loved dearly, were salvageable. For this she thanked Halone, the Fury for granting her mercy. Quickly standing and getting her panties and breeches back into place, she exited the alley and made her way back to the Forgotten Knight to write up a report. It seems there was a small drug trafficking ring springing up in Ishgard which would have to be dealt with. After that, the freckled girl would be hitting the pillow hard after such a long patrol. The next morning, there was a small incident.... a porter was attempting to clear an alleyway of an abandoned crate when they slipped on a small, oddly yellow patch of ice. Where the stray liquid had come from couldn't be discerned, but it wasn't the first time alleyways had become icy inexplicably... and it wouldn't be the last.
  8. There is a new challenge going on YouTube which is called " Last To Use The Bathroom Wins $10000 Challenge" This challenge involves men and women desperate to pee after drinking a lot of water. Here are some of these videos Hope you enjoyed these as much as I did guys =D
  9. I’ve honestly never encountered this before. I was fine during my SATS. My GCSEs weren’t an issue. A-levels? Fine. Am I weird then? Because I keep seeing people talking about how bad it can get during exams, but it’s just not an use for me. Even on 3-4 hour exams. And I normally drink during them too, I carry water with me everything. Probably the closest I’ve ever and to an exam desperation experience is from during my GCSE Chemistry, but even then I could’ve held it to the end, I just went to the bathroom because I didn’t want to stare at a finished paper for 20 minutes.
  10. I don't know how if anyone has seen or heard of a situation of girls being desperate to pee in a long bathroom line at school between classes, but this is the scenario I am about to describe. Suppose your middle school or high school school has a strict bathroom policy that says that you can't be late to a class more than once or twice per class per semester, and are only allowed maybe one or two bathroom passes per class per semester. So you are to use the facilities between classes, at lunch, before school, or after school. Depending on how many facilities your school has and how long passing time is, the bathroom lines may be too long to wait in line, do your business, and get to class on time, especially for the girls. What do you do? This scenario assumes that you are a girl and if you are late to your next class, you will get a 30 minute detention. Also, you can’t go to the bathroom during class or you’ll get charged with a tardy and have to serve a 30 minute detention. Asking the teacher to use the bathroom before class won’t work either, because you already used up any emergency bathroom passes you had during the semester (probably only had one or two anyway). This scenario assumes that class periods are 50 minutes long, there are five minutes between classes, and three stalls in each girls bathroom. There are two or three sets of bathrooms, but trying to navigate from one bathroom to the next if the line is too long probably won’t work because it will take time to get to the other bathroom, and the line may be just as long there. Also assume that you can’t use the boys restroom because the line is too long in the girls restroom. In addition, also assume that you can’t pee on the floor, in the sink, in the trash can, in a bottle, on the desk or table. Also, if there is a line, cutting in line is not allowed unless everyone ahead of you in line from the place you are to the place you want to cut into says okay (not very likely to happen). So basically, it comes down to waiting in line to pee (and probably being late), or possibly peeing your pants at some time within the next hour. Although doing #2 is a possibility, most of the focus is on #1 (peeing). Assume that it will take each girl at least a minute to do their business in each stall. 1) What would you do if you had to pee in the middle of class and your teacher told you couldn't leave, and you said it was an emergency and the teach told you it was a 30 minute detention if you left class to go to the bathroom? 2) Suppose your name is Tiffany and class periods are 50 minutes long, and you have 5 minutes between classes. You enter the girls bathroom about 2 minutes into the passing time, so you have 3 minutes left. Your next destination is probably about 30 seconds away. When you get into the bathroom, you see that there are 3 stalls all in use, and there are about 5 girls ahead of you in line. You are really desperate to pee and are probably about 5 minutes away from peeing your pants (10 minutes at most), because when girls have to pee, they usually can't hold it for ridiculously long periods of time the way boys might be able to. If you are late, or have to go to the bathroom during your next class, it's a minimum of a 30 minute detention. And asking the teacher first to use the restroom won't work. What would you do? (Note: Trying another bathroom probably won’t work because you’d have to come back down this way anyway to get to class, and the line is probably just long there). 3) Suppose your name is Emily and you are the girl right in front of Tiffany in line for the bathroom. Tiffany is practically in tears and asks you if she can cut in line. You could probably wait another minute or so, but it could be the difference between being on time or being late for class. You do kind of need to pee but could probably wait another hour if you have to. However, you’ll probably be very desperate towards the end of next period. What would you do? a. Let Tiffany cut in front of you in line, realizing that it might be the difference between her peeing her pants vs not, but also might be the difference between you getting to class on time vs late. b. Tell Tiffany that you can’t let her cut in line because you were there first and you have places to get to as well. c. Give up on waiting and go to class and hope for better luck next hour. In that scenario, you’ll get to class on time, but might be very uncomfortable halfway through the next period. Tiffany will have a slightly better chance of getting to class on time or not peeing her pants since you decided not to go. d. Other I'll stop right here and see what happens, because I only want to ask two or three questions at a time. 
  11. ding.xioping

    Impromptu Hold Yesterday

    Thought I would share my experience yesterday. I wasn't exceptionally hungry, so with my stomach empty, I decided around noon to do a hold. I had a 32oz tumbler full of water just to get things hydrated, and followed up with 4 cans of canned tea and soda in the next couple of hours. I could definitely feel the strong urge to go at 2:30. My wife messaged me and said she wanted to go to a local pub for dinner, so I left work about 4 to go pick her up. I NEEDED to pee at that point. But I am dedicated to my craft....so I get her to the pub and I immediately order a large IPA. It was difficult to drink it on a full bladder, but I got it down. About halfway through the meal, I couldn't hold it without embarrassing myself in public, so I excused myself to the men's room. Standing up out of the booth was torture. The heat and pain in my bladder started stretching up and down my torso, and with every step, I felt like I might dribble. But I made it to the men's room. Fortunately, there weren't many other patrons, so I had it to myself. I was kinda buzzed, so I fumbled a bit getting my zipper down. Since I find this thing arousing, my cock sprang from my underwear, once I got the access port aligned correctly. I'm not cut, so when I really need to pee, it heightens the experience if I roll my foreskin back. So I did, just as I lost control. A hard, clear stream erupted from me, blasting the urinal. It was one of those circular kinds, and it was mounted kind of low. So I had to be mindful not to lean back into this blessed experience of relief too much, lest I spray some outside of the target. So I just put my hand on the wall above the urinal, and bent forward, so the stream of piss would gurgle in the bottom of the urinal. I literally peed for over a minute. Enjoyed every single microsecond of it. Towards the end, I used my Kegel muscles to spurt the last few drops from my bladder and took a deep, relaxed breath for the first time in over 4 hours....
  12. Recently i've had the idea to do yoga with a full badder as ive heard it makes holding much more enjoyable. The problem is i don't know any yoga poses, seeing as i've never really done yoga before. Can you guys give me some poses that will make holding a challenge, and if possible pics and videos would be much appreciated.
  13. Premise: An alpha of unspecified gender is making their male omega hold his pee all through their sexual activity. The omega really has to go but he is really into his alpha dominating him and torturing his poor little bladder, so he submits.... All you need to know about this variation of omegaverse is that male omegas have a vaginal opening between their penis and anus. Instead of testicles, they have kind of a large, fleshy vulva area, a bit more pronounced than a real world female vulva. Female alphas (if that's what you read the alpha as) have an anatomy that typically resembles women in real life, but they're a bit taller, and when aroused, their clitorises extend to penetrate- and because they're alphas, they're BIG and they can knot. Male alphas (again, if that's what you read the alpha as) are your standard omegaverse male alphas. Big dicks, knotting and whatnot. >>> "Just keep sucking" The omega did as his alpha commanded from his kneeling position. His bladder ached for relief but nonetheless, he continued to service his alphas hard, pulsating length. With his hands, he squeezed on his own little omega cock through his pants between his legs, fidgeting as he did so. He was trying to ease his dire need to piss. Despite his desperation though, he was awfully aroused. His opening was throbbing and wet, while his dick was stiff between his fingers. "Just like that.." the alpha let out a low moan as they began to move their hips back and forth, dominating their omegas mouth and throat, "take my cock..." After several minutes of thrusting, pleasure, growing arousal and an increasing need for bladder relief, the alpha pulled out entirely and stepped back. "Stay," they commanded with a sadistic smirk. The omega whimpered but obeyed, as he squeezed himself tighter. The pair was outdoors, in a rather secluded area. They were on a camping trip to get some alone time. Stepping back just a few feet, the alpha adjusted their clothing appropriately before letting out a powerful stream of hot piss. It was the early evening and the weather was cool, so you could even see steam coming from it. The alpha moaned in relief and pleasure as they continued their extremely long and hard piss, greatly teasing their omega who wasn't yet allowed to set free his own stream. The alpha was still very much erect and even had the tiniest hint of a knot forming. The omega wondered if he was in for a good, hard fuck after this. As much as he desperately had to go, his arousal was strong and ever growing, and he was hopeful to have it relieved by his alpha. His question was answered as soon as the alphas stream finally started to die down. Kicking their pants away completely and quickly removing the rest of their clothes, the alpha was quick to get their omega on his back, quickly removing his clothes also, hungry to be inside of him. The omega was panting, both with arousal, and the dire need to let go of his pee. The hands squeezing his penis were replaced by just one of his alphas. They just squeezed the tip between their thumb and forefinger to keep his straining urethra from leaking out any fluid. With one hard thrust, the alphas huge cock was all the way inside their omegas dripping wet opening. The omega gasped in shock at how sudden it was. The alpha, still pinching his tip, leaned down to suckle his neck as he began thrusting back forth, quickly picking up pace. The omegas bladder could hardly take the pressure of being fucked. His alpha pressing their body down into his wasn't helping, nor was the increase in speed and their growing knot; but as much as it hurt, it felt incredible. The more his alpha thrust into him, the more he needed to be filled with their knot, and with their hot cum; but GOD did he desperately need to release his bladder! The pressure of what was happening was already agony; being stuffed full with a swollen alpha knot and filled with their cum was a terrifying thought, and right now, there was nothing this omega wanted more. >>> So this is what I've written of this so far. I wrote it originally a few years ago when I was really into omegaverse- I do still enjoy it; I was just more into it back then after first discovering it. Its funny though, because this story takes place between a male omega and an alpha of unspecified gender when usually, I'm more into f/f stuff. Anyway though, I remembered this story and decided to have a go at rewriting it, because I've started writing again, which is something I haven't done in a while. Specifically, I want to start doing erotic short stories. I think it would be really cool to make little digital books out of them, with some accompanying artwork, and with my background in graphic design, I can lay them out to look really nice as well. I'm not a particularly great writer, but I'm certainly not bad, and I think they would make some good editions to my Etsy store 😁 hehe Anyway, what do you guys think of this one so far? I'm also working on a piece where a forty year old psychologist tries to spice up her sex life by joining an anonymous sex club and encounters a younger woman who gives her the best orgasms she's ever experienced- it's actually turning out to be longer and have more exposition than I was originally planning, but I'm enjoying it nonetheless- that ones not an omo piece though hehe
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  18. I think I tried to create this topic the other day and got a couple replies, but somehow it got deleted (maybe because I edited it too many times which created confusion). So I'll try this one more time, and if it gets deleted, or I don't get replies, then it's just not meant to be. Your middle school or high school school has a strict bathroom policy that says that you can't be late to a class more than once or twice per class per semester, and are only allowed maybe one or two bathroom passes per class per semester. So you are to use the facilities between classes, at lunch, before school, or after school. Depending on how many facilities your school has and how long passing time is, the bathroom lines may be too long to wait in line, do your business, and get to class on time, especially for the girls. What do you do? This scenario assumes that you are a girl and if you are late to your next class, you will get a 30 minute detention. Also, you can’t go to the bathroom during class or you’ll get charged with a tardy and have to serve a 30 minute detention. Asking the teacher to use the bathroom before class won’t work either, because you already used up any emergency bathroom passes you had during the semester (probably only had one or two anyway). This scenario assumes that class periods are 50 minutes long, there are five minutes between classes, and three stalls in each girls bathroom. There are two or three sets of bathrooms, but trying to navigate from one bathroom to the next if the line is too long probably won’t work because it will take time to get to the other bathroom, and the line may be just as long there. Also assume that you can’t use the boys restroom because the line is too long in the girls restroom. In addition, also assume that you can’t pee on the floor, in the sink, in the trash can, in a bottle, on the desk or table. Also, if there is a line, cutting in line is not allowed unless everyone ahead of you in line from the place you are to the place you want to cut into says okay (not very likely to happen). So basically, it comes down to waiting in line to pee (and probably being late), or possibly peeing your pants at some time within the next hour. Although doing #2 is a possibility, most of the focus is on #1 (peeing). Assume that it will take each girl at least a minute to do their business in each stall. 1) What would you do if you had to pee in the middle of class and your teacher told you couldn't leave, and you said it was an emergency and the teach told you it was a 30 minute detention if you left class to go to the bathroom? 2) Suppose your name if Tiffany and class periods are 50 minutes long, and you have 5 minutes between classes. You enter the girls bathroom about 2 minutes into the passing time, so you have 3 minutes left. Your next destination is probably about 30 seconds away. When you get into the bathroom, you see that there are 3 stalls all in use, and there are about 5 girls ahead of you in line. You are probably about 5 minutes away from peeing your pants (10 minutes at most). If you are late, or have to go to the bathroom during your next class, it's a minimum of a 30 minute detention. And asking the teacher first to use the restroom won't work. What would you do? (Note: Trying another bathroom probably won’t work because you’d have to come back down this way anyway to get to class, and the line is probably just long there). 3) Suppose your name is Emily and you are the girl right in front of Tiffany in line for the bathroom. Tiffany is practically in tears and asks you if she can cut in line. You could probably wait another minute or so, but it could be the difference between being on time or being late for class. You do kind of need to pee but could probably wait another hour if you have to. However, you’ll probably be very desperate towards the end of next period. What would you do? a. Let Tiffany cut in front of you in line, realizing that it might be the difference between her peeing her pants vs not, but also might be the difference between you getting to class on time vs late. b. Tell Tiffany that you can’t let her cut in line because you were there first and you have places to get to as well. c. Give up on waiting and go to class and hope for better luck next hour. In that scenario, you’ll get to class on time, but might be very uncomfortable halfway through the next period. Tiffany will have a slightly better chance of getting to class on time or not peeing her pants since you decided not to go. d. Other I'll stop right here and see what happens, because I only want to ask two or three questions at a time.
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  20. LeakyPanties

    Almost Made It 1

    From the album: My Old Art

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    Door Bell 1

    From the album: My Old Art

  22. Dravid61+

    female OJHI-46_2

    Another young woman desperate to pee where before starting and already desperate as to measure her waist with a full bladder and as a set time to hold her pee in. When finished she as to empty her pee into a measuring jug to see how there is, and then measures her waist to see how much it as reduced. WARNING There is nudity when she is peeing Desperate to pee.mp4
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  24. Okay, I was debating whether to do an interactive, or just a straight out fiction story, and I'm going to try an interactive first and see what happens. If this doesn't get much interaction, I'll go to a straight up fictional story. We will use a middle school or high school where there are 6 or 7 class periods 50 minutes long apiece with 5 minutes between classes. You can't be late to class without some type of consequence, and you can't go to the bathroom during class either without some type of consequence. Based on the results of my a few weeks ago, I have decided to go with a 5 minute passing period and 3 toilets in each girls bathroom at this school. The basic rules are: 1) You can only be late to each class one time per semester without some type of detention or suspension, and can only use one emergency restroom pass per class per semester without being counted late. 2) Five minutes between classes and three toilets in each girls bathroom. 3) You will notice in my scenario a little later that there are multiple girls desperate to pee waiting in line about ready to pee their pants. 4) It will take each girl a minimum of one minute from start to finish do their bathroom business in the toilet. 5) Although some may have to do #2, we'll keep it simple and say everyone has to do only #1 (pee). Scenario: There is a girl named Elizabeth that is very smart, and nice and sweet to everyone, and is tall and skinny. But she does have bladder problems from time to time, but it's not enough of a problem yet to justify having a doctor's note on file to let her use the restroom whenever necessary. One day, she is even more desperate than usual, and tries to sneak a bathroom break between second and third periods after she makes a locker stop to get her books for third and fourth periods, but when she reaches the bathroom, she sees a line of 3 ahead of her, so she has no choice except to wait another period. Because of her bladder problems, she has already used up any free tardies and emergency bathroom passes in all of her classes at about the halfway to two-thirds point of the semester. So in third period, she is really struggling to pay attention in class because she has to pee so badly. She asks the teacher about halfway through class if she can use the restroom, and the dialogue is about like this. Student: May I please use the restroom Teacher: No bathroom breaks, you should have gone between classes Student: But it's an emergency Teacher: Do you think you can wait another 20 minutes and go after class? Student: Not really Teacher: Well, try to do so, and if I can sense a genuine emergency, we'll deal with it then So Elizabeth struggles, but is able to hold it in, but has to ask again with about 5 minutes before class ends, but this time the teacher said "I'm sure you can wait 5 more minutes." It was a struggle, but Elizabeth did survive the class period without peeing herself. When the bell rings at the end of class, she makes a beeline dash to the nearest bathroom, which unfortunately for her is on the other end of the building, which means she doesn't get there until about the 2 minute mark (meaning there are about 3 minutes to go before her next class). The good news is that it's relatively close to her next class. The bad news is that all 3 stalls are occupied and there is a line of at least 4 girls ahead of her (might be 5, 6, or 7, and I'll get more into that on the next interactive part). The other bad news is that asking her teacher to use the bathroom before class and not be counted late will not work because she's already used up her emergency bathroom passes for the semester. So as you can imagine, poor Elizabeth (and maybe some of the other girls in line) have a huge problem. Her bladder is almost at 100% capacity and she's about ready to burst, meaning her desperation on a scale of 1 to 10 is at least 9.5. This means she is very close to peeing her pants, and if she waits in line, it will take at least another minute and a half just to get into the stall, and at least another minute to pee, which means she will almost certainly be late. So before I go any further into the story, these are the first group of questions (if I don't get interaction in a few days, I'll decide the answers). 1) What should be the grade configuration of this school (6th-8th, 9th-12th, 6th-12th, or something else)? 2) Should cutting in line be allowed if the girls ahead in line say it's okay? 3) Is peeing on the floor, trash can, sink, water bottle, desk, chair, etc. allowed?
  25. Hi everyone, I decided to make a video today since I was driving around starting to get desperate this afternoon and could not find a good place to pull over and pee. I even went into an empty parking lot to try to use a bottle in my car but as soon as I did a truck pulled up and just sat there for an eternity. I then just decided to hold it until I got home (which was about an hour away at that point). Of course as soon as I decided to make the hold challenge official it seemed like the world was against me. I hit every red light possible and my bladder was starting to get hard as a rock. I did finally make it though. Hunched over, I unlocked my door and ran to my room to snag a pair of depends which I rarely use, but I was feeling adventurous today. I barely got the camera on so I'm sorry if it's a little shaky. This is a link to the video on Xtube https://bit.ly/2tSQjc7 * Warning there is some male nudity* I do have 2 other videos on there as well if you like that one.