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Does anyone here have any videos of a bulging bladder like showing it off? I find those really good (and impressive lol I've been trying to acheive that as well but thats a different story :p)

[this Thread is meant to be a quiz. You will have to answer several questions by entering A, B, C or D. With every right answer you can choose between three options, by choosing 1, 2 or 3, these choices will raise Annas desperation. (e.g.: B3) Wrong answers will raise your own desperation. If your counter reaches maximum, you will lose and pee yourself. If you manage to get her to the max, you will win. Fist answers replied will count. During every round, the counter will raise a little. ] Soo… You are a student in your first semester. A bit nerdy … or to be true a real nerd. But as a good student, you went down to the university to join a learning club. You opened a door and ran into tree girls. One sporty girl with platin blonde hair, a second one with curly strawberry blonde hair and a dark tanned beauty. They do not seem to be pleased with your arrival and look at you extremely critical. “Sorry, we don`t take freshman students.” The sporty girl announced. “And specially no nerdy ones.” The dark tanned girl added. “Are you wearing cord pants?! Gosh, what a Nerd!” “You heard it. You better leave now.” The sporty girl continued and pointed at the door. But you don`t mind leaving! How dare they being so overbearing. You won’t back down. You puff up and declared, that you may be a freshman, but you would easily beat her stupid ass in a quiz. “Owoooh! That little nerd wants a competition?” The strawberry blonde girl laughed. “Yeah. Seems to be a bold little nerd.” The dark tanned girl answered “Let’s make it more daring, and make a holding quiz out of it.” “Oh Yeah! I want to see this little nerd’s cord pants soaked in pee.” The strawberry blonde girl giggled. “Okay. Let`s test your knowledge. If you dare to!” the sporty girl smiled evil. “Wouldn’t be to hard, right girls? By the way. I’m Anna, and these girls are Samy and Fiona. They will testify your defeat. To their surprise you wont make back out and consent to the rules. Samy, the handsome dark tanned girl, locked the door behind you. Well! The first question! Topic is: Sports! Who scored 3 goals for England during the WM Final 1966, including the controversial ‘Wembley Goal”? A) Hurst B) Moore C) Hunt D) Kane Choices to make, if you win: 1) Make her drink (3 left) 2) Tell a joke (may cause an accident) 3) Make water splashing noises (May cause an accident) Her Desperation 0/150 Your Desperation 0 /100 Hint:

This is my first story I’ve written here. This part contains desperation and wetting. Future parts will have messing and diapers. Part 1 Hi, I’m an 18 year old boy in my final year of High School. Anyway, I’m not here to describe myself all that much because I think it’s my twin sister, Sarah’s story that you’ll want to read. My sister and I are in the same year in school but hang around with friendship groups that are worlds apart. She’s in the stereotypical popular girl group which has led to my far less popular and thus considerably less attractive friends relentlessly teasing me over all the things they’d love to do to my sister. Even though she’s my sister, and I’ll never be sexually or romantically attracted to her, Sarah is clearly the most attractive girl in the school. She’s about 5ft 6 with wavy, dirty blonde hair, green eyes and a great body with perfect proportions everywhere that mattered. Although she’s my twin, we look nothing alike. Im 6ft 1 with black hair and blue eyes and I would say I’m pretty average looking. It was nice of her to take all the good genes! Despite us being opposites in looks, we actually get on really well with each other. We tell each other everything and pretty much always sit next to each other on the bus to and from school. The start of this story takes place on one pretty fateful bus journey home. It had been a fairly average Friday at school, grey, rainy clouds in the sky and I couldn’t wait to just get home. I was sitting on the bus wondering where Sarah was. Just a minute before the bus left, I saw Sarah get on. She hobbled down to the back of the bus looking for where I was and sat down next to me once she found me. Something wasn’t right with her. “What’s wrong with you?” I asked, cutting right to the chase as we always did with each other. “Sorry! I wanted to go to the ladies before we left but it was too busy. I’m bursting to go to the toilet,” she said, shaking her right leg up and down. The conversation ended pretty quickly after that and I stared out the window on the way home trying not to focus on her shaking. 5 minutes away from home though, I couldn’t ignore it anymore. She was clearly desperate, more desperate than I had ever seen anyone before. “Do you think you can hold it?” “Not for much longer,” Sarah said with tears clearly forming her eyes and sweat on her brows. Shortly after that, the bus arrived at our stop and we were the only people to get off. Our house was about a 2 minute walk from here but I could tell this was going to be a struggle. We walked (Sarah was speed walking) in silence until she quickly said “I’m gonna sprint home. Spurts are already coming out!” She sprinted ahead and just as she was out of sight I suddenly came to a sickening realisation: I had our only key! I took off after her as fast as I could. I really wanted her to make it. There was no telling what Mom would do if she saw Sarah had wet herself. Once I reached the house, I knew I was too late. Sarah was standing in the garden, looking down while facing the house but I could see the bum of her light blue jeans darken at a rapid rate. She was helplessly peeing herself. As she was doing that, I walked past her and opened the door. I turned around and saw her crying her eyes out. I felt so bad for her. At least she had peed standing over the already wet grass so no one would see an oddly placed wet spot on the ground. “Come on, let’s go in and you can clean up before Mom gets back,” I said sympathetically while ushering Sarah into the house. “Oh God!” She said through her tears. “I can’t have her find out about this. She’ll give me a crazy, awful punishment that no normal parent would give their child. Just like she does whenever we do anything wrong,” Sarah continued. As I was about to shut the door, we heard the all too familiar sound of Mom’s SUV pulling into the driveway. This was going to be BAD for both of us, not just Sarah because usually Mom’s punishments impact the two of us. —————————————————————— I hope that was enjoyable. Please let me know if you want part 2!

The thing about Daniel Ellen shook Oleksandr’s hand and smiled. She’d promised to help him and his family and whatever was said in this afternoon’s meeting she planned to honour that promise. They’d already endured so much and none of this was their fault. She’d only hoped her words had been translated well enough for him to understand. She was only a charity representative but she was the best he and his family had to get a roof over their heads, a place to call home at last. Checking her notes briefly Ellen made her way through the crowded dining area of the large cruise ship, past security, and down the long walkway to the car park at the far end of the dock. Turning around briefly as she opened her driver’s door she took one last look at the huge vessel that had been docked in her own city for almost a year now. A contracted cruise ship from abroad brought in to house hundreds of family’s just like Oleksandr’s who came on the promise of a fresh start but found themselves stranded, homeless and lost in a country many had only vaguely heard of before. Refugees of war but now political pawns as the contract for the only place they could call ‘home’ was coming to an end leaving families homeless and lost all over again. Ellen sighed deeply as she set on her way to the ‘big meeting’ as she’d put it in her diary. As she navigated through the city traffic towards the hotel conference room she thought about the families she’d already helped to find accommodation: A few with sponsors, most with social housing and some with private landlords. The smile on their faces as they unlocked front doors and saw several rooms that they could call home always left her emotional. Places many others from her own country would turn their noses up at had kids dancing with excitement at the thought of having a room of their own. What a privilege it was to play some part in helping them, even if at times the stress made her feel ill. Ellen parked and took a moment to gather her thoughts. Maybe she should have dressed a bit smarter than her leggings and long flowing top? Should she have tied back her shoulder length wavy brown thick hair to look more business like? It was out of her comfort zone but should she have done it anyway? Would any of that even make a difference? Her mind was a whirr as she locked her car and walked towards the building getting a fright when she heard the quiet voice behind her. “They really should have these things in office hours don’t you think?” Ellen smiled before she even turning around. Quiet, unassuming, but hard working Daniel met her gaze as they both continued walking towards the reception. Daniel, as always, was in his dark grey suit with an open at the collar crisp white shirt. His black hair was neatly shaved at the sides but bushier at the top and his dark skin reflected the light from the strong fluorescent strip lights above. He was everything she wasn’t in terms of personality and attire, his voice soft to her loud, his smartness to her comfortable, his unassuming to her abrasiveness, his timidness to her assertiveness. Yet Daniel was one she trusted, one she knew was honest and fair and one who got the job done. His air of authority seemed at odds with his quiet ways but he was respected and respectful and Ellen needed him onside tonight more than ever if she wanted to keep her promise to Oleksandr and his wife and son and the long list of others still living in limbo on the cruise ship. As they stood patiently at the reception desk Ellen felt there was something different about Daniel tonight. He seemed distracted, nervous, even a little uncomfortable. As he spoke in his usual low tone to sign them in Ellen naughtily couldn’t help having a little sneak peek at his bottom as he leaned over the desk a little. They were friends, sort of colleagues even, but there was no harm in having a bit of fun was there? He was a fit man after all with a very cute derrière which seemed to wiggle slightly as he wrote. He turned and smiled at her as if he somehow knew what she’d done, though his smile was more tense than usual even though his eyes were wide and shining. As Ellen stepped forwards to follow Daniel through towards the meeting room she almost walked right into him as he paused momentarily and glanced around the reception as if looking for someone or something. The thing about Daniel was he that he only ever spoke up when it was absolutely necessary and Ellen knew that whatever it was he was looking for she’d only ever find out if he deemed it absolutely essential for her to know. Right now that obviously wasn’t the case.

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I was just curious if anyone has any stories of being desperate or peeing at the doctor. Is anyone else excited by knowing you might have to give a sample? Or does anyone have a medical fetish that ties in with this? ?

My first time writing an interactive story! English is not my first language, but im pretty sure its readable. I might take long breaks but i wont abandon this story, so dont worry if i suddenly go silent for a few days („• ᴗ •„) --- It was another rainy evening after work. Your boss was merciless, showering you with extra paperwork and tasks, and your exhausted and sleep-deprived mind wanted nothing more than to go back to your cozy apartment and go to sleep. However, the bus was taking a little longer than usual, and you, being the poor unlucky fella you are, left your phone at home to charge. And there you were, sitting at the bus stop, leaning onto the wall of a nearby kiosk as you watched the raindrops hit the ground. Your mind was already somewhere else, but you tried your best to stay awake, despite your eyes shutting involuntarily. A soft yawn escaped your lips as you looked over to the timesheet - the bus was supposed to arrive fifteen minutes ago. You let out a frustrated huff, shifting your hood into a more comfortable position as you thought over today. You decided to close your eyes for a second to rest your vision, but, so engrossed in your own thoughts, you didnt even notice as you slowly drifted to sleep, the sounds of the rain growing more and more distant... *** "Ah, good, you`re awake!" A gentle giggle forced you out of your slumber. You blinked your eyes open, confused as you found yourself laying in a hospital bunk. You looked around, taking in your surroundings. You appeared to be in an unfamiliar, old-fashioned-looking infirmary, the sun seeping into the room through the blinds. You rubbed your eyes sleepily, taking a few seconds to fully wake up. "Can you talk?" You jumped slightly, as the same voice from before caught your attention - a young woman wearing a nurse uniform sat in a chair next to you, her hand resting on the edge of the bed. She blinked, waiting for an answer for a few moments before speaking again. "You were unconscious in the woods, but you dont seem to have any injuries.. What`s your name?" The nurse gave a friendly smile, twisting a strand of her curly brown hair on her finger. --- What`s your name? A) Oscar [male protagonist] B) Cora [female protagonist] C) Cory [enby protagonist]

My favorite wetting videos are the ones where the female seems to try her damndest to not pee. Not just lose it all at once. I like when they bounce around trying to hold it and leak, but manage to keep holding to leak a little more and a little more before they end up losing it. Imagine a Kozmofox story in video form. Does anyone have any great leaky desperation wetting videos I could see? I don’t see a good one often and Pornhub seems pretty far and between having good ones.

I've got a WFH day to myself on Friday and was considering trying a bit of public desperation for the first time during a quick walk break. I feel like I want to up the risk factor a bit from what I've been doing recently, but I've only ever deliberately got super desperate behind closed doors and the idea of potentially putting myself in a situation where I might have an accident outside both excites and terrifies me. I was considering getting really desperate, putting on my long coat and taking a walk a certain distance around the quiet country tracks behind the streets I live near and seeing if I can make it back home on time. The main thing that gives me some trepidation is that someone I know might see! How did others here cross this hurdle? Any recommendations or tips?

I last pooped yesterday, mid-morning. I know from experience that I can manage two days okay and not be too uncomfortable, but I next have a day in the house alone on Friday so I'm going to try for a third day and see if I can hold it until then, and hopefully try to trigger a huge accident on Friday! Right now I can definitely feel the need to go, occasionally there's a lovely bit of pressure that makes itself known, but then it's just a fart, it goes away and I can keep going about my day. If it all gets too much at work tomorrow there are plenty of toilets within easy access so I'm not too worried about having an accident somewhere I don't want one. If I can make it to Friday morning, I'm going to use a suppository to set the train in motion and try to see how long I can hold it at my computer while I WFH. Wish me luck!!