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  1. Version 1.0.0

    535 downloads

    Hi, this is my second quickly made game I'm uploading to the site. To give a quick description of it: this game is an "interactive captioned image" sort of game based off the classic board game, "Snakes and Ladders". You'll roll dice, land on spaces, and be given instructions on most pages. Your goal is to reach the end of the game, while following instructions, without losing control of your bladder. As with anything like this sort of game, know your limits and stop or take a break if you need to; sometime the RNG is pretty harsh, and while I tried to mitigate it through properly spacing out instructions, randomness can't ever be fully tamed. If you ever feel as if you will be in danger from following instructions in this game, then stop. No game is worth getting sick or worse over. Feel free to contact me with feedback or if you encounter any sort of bug or problem. I could only run so many tests on the game, so some things may have fallen through the cracks. I will do my best to fix any issues that may arise. I do not own any of the art used in the captioned images of this game. If you are an artist whose work I used and would like to be credited or have this game removed from being downloaded, contact me. I apologize for not having a "credits" section, but most of these are works from my personal stash and I have long-since lost where I found them (I also just don't have the motivation to reverse image search 100+ pictures tbh).

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  2. This is another custom video I had made for me from the wonderful girl that was featured in the school girl wetting I posted some time ago. Unlike that video, this isn't scripted at all as all I told her I wanted was for her to be extremely full before she started filming. Just like last time, I'll be showing her this thread since she enjoys knowing that people enjoy her content, so be nice! Enjoy. ? IMG_1469.MOV
  3. ThoughtsOfLife

    Christmas Drinking

    Just as a reference as to why what happens happens, here are some details about the story. This happened a few days before last x-mas. (time). I was 5'2'' at the time and weighed about 135 lbs. I had never drank before in my life I had a friend over So one day a friend and I decided we were going to have a few shots at my house. My pantry is full of alcohol so my parents never would have noticed any missing. So once we had our shot glasses and vodka we took about 3. Well after about 20 mins I didn't NOTICE anything, I felt fine. so I took 3 more well now I'm at 6. Now would have been a good time to stop, well i didn't i began to feel heavy and the ground seemed to be alot closer than usual (that's not saying alot considering my height but...) So since we were both not thinking straight I decided to have a few more. Well in the end i'd had about 10-12 (don't remember) so i had no thought process whatsoever and no balance either so I fell this way and that way. At one point I fell on the small x-mas tree we had,I crushed it :(. Well I then soon passed out in my doorway. My mom came in the house and wondered why I had fallen asleep on the floor and tried to wake me up. That didn't work so she freaked out (understandably) and dialed 911. The rescue squad came and put me in the ambulance. I finally puked my guts out all over the vehicle and made quite a scene.(I don't remember any of this from the doorway forward, i was informed of the rest by people who were there) I was semi conscious because they didn't know what was wrong so I had to be awake for when they put a catheter in my happy place<----(worst pain ever)http://surgery.about.com/od/glossaryofsurgicalterms/g/Catheter.htm <-- (explanation of a catheter) Well as they were doing this things got kinda trippy. I seemed to have split into two, They're was the drunken and enraged me, and then there was the normal straight thinking me. The enraged me was on the surface screaming in pain and cursing all the nurses, I said things like "go to hell you b****" and "I will fu***ng kill you, you SOB". At the same time i was inside of myself telling myself to stop screaming, I was trying to calm the other me down, I didn't want him to hurt anyone or himself. I felt like I was underwater but at the same time i was dry. I guess that's what floating feels like. well after that I passed out again. Well the next time I woke up, I was in a hospital. At first I was wondering "where am I?" It soon hit me "oh right i got drunk and must have gotten caught... damn, what a way to get caught." Well nothing exciting happens for the next few hours so i'll just skip it. Okay now we are at the part where they have to take the catheter out. I really don't want to get to into that. lets just say it hurt...ALOT, and going to the bathroom the first few times after was not pleasant at all. It felt like I was wetting fireballs and lightning bolts. No joke. The moral to this story? DON'T GET DRUNK.
  4. Wet Shorts

    Drinking (wetting) games?

    When I'm planning on a wetting, I often like to play a little game I've devised. The rules are very simple, and it can be done with any liquid although I like beer both because of the diuretic effect and the alcohol - coffee also works well ;). I'm curious as to whether anyone else does this sort of thing, so here's the rules as I've devised them: 1. I'm not allowed to stand up for any reason other than replenishing the drink-of-choice 2. I'm not allowed to hold myself - if [when] I do, then I have to have a swallow of my drink 3. If I leak then I have to chug a "full" drink This tends to cause an "exponential" need to pee where the initial spurts soon grow into a major wetting (at which point I'll grab myself and run to the bathroom before making a mess - it's only a few yards away, so I can hold it back for long enough). Does anyone else do anything like this? If so, what are the rules you've come up with?
  5. Hi all! For your previous experiencies, which beverages, techniques, methods, activities, etc. have a definitive effect on your bladder and gave you no chance to reach the bathroom in time. You know, to drink water always fill your bladder, makes it feel full but sometimes doesn't cause that effect when you feel that if you move you will pee your pants no matter how much you try to avoid it. I dont know if I explained myself :)
  6. Harpy

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    From the album: Sakiyami School Girls 3

  7. Version

    911 downloads

    Schoolgirl is tied up in a warehouse and made to drink water from a kettle. She then tries to desperately escape, but is blocked by the camera man and ends up wetting herself.

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  8. Version

    1,220 downloads

    Girl is bound in a room and forced to drink various liquids which cause her to wet her panties twice! Meanwhile, her urine is gathered in a tub and she is forced to taste it at the end! ^.^

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  9. The first time I got drunk, happened when I was just a little more than fourteen years old. I was alone at home, my mother was at a party at some good friends. As I was born in France, and lived there for about twelve years, before we moved to Sweden, I was used to have a glass of wine mixed with water sometimes at dinner. Well, that evening I got bored being alone, and started to search all the cupboards at our home to find something, that could excite me. In my mother's bedroom I detected a shelf full of the sexiest and wonderfully beautiful underwears. Stuff, that I'd never seen my mother wear. I got really excited and began to try on the most gossamer silk panties and bras. OK, the bras didn't fit, I had hardly any breasts at that age. Then I found sexy garterbelts with pointlace, looking so cute. And there were lots of nylon stockings. Everything felt so nice to touch! I chose panties, a garterbelt and stockings, all of them sinfully black, and put them on. I had some difficulties to find out how to attach the garters to the stocking tops, but eventually I managed. I looked for a dress or a skirt, but they were all too big for me. Then I found a very cute, white petticoat. After having wound its waistband several turns, it fitted rather well. I completed with a very transparent, light red, silk blouse. I looked at myself in the bedroom mirror. Wow!!! I thought I looked very sophisticated! I hitched up the petticoat. Wow again! I looked so sexy, I thought! I knew, I should have put those clothes back again, but I didn't expect my mother home for hours. So I kept them on and left the bedroom with a proud expression on my face. I thought something was missing though. Surely my face looked very pale and dull. I went to the bathroom and looked among her cosmetics. I put rouge on my cheeks. I liked the eyeliner, I'm proud of my drawing skill, and thought that I made very artistic and elegant eyelines. I smeared dark brown eyeshadow on my eyelids. With a brow pencil I hoped to make my eyebrows thinner and more elegant, finishing with a stylish turn on the ends. I didn't succeed to make my brows thinner; on the contrary actually. And the turns... they looked more like curbed sausages. But anyhow - not too bad for a beginner, I thought after several efforts. With the mascara I succeded very well. I have long eyelashes, and I brushed on a considerable amount of dark brown mascara on them. It made me look very seductive; that was my firm opinion. I finished with painting my lips with red lipstick. I was very pleased with the result, and could hardly tear myself from the mirror. Looking so very grown-up, I thought it would be quite alright to have a glass of wine. I went in to the living room and opened the liquor cabinet. There I caught sight of a bottle of sherry. I remembered, that I once been allowed to taste a few drops of sherry, and that I found it to taste delicious. I didn't think twice; I grabbed the bottle of sherry and quickly shut the cabinet. I wasn't sure of, which glass to choose. There were some rather small glasses, but I thought they were for strong spirits, and I was rather sure, that sherry was a wine. I chose one of the big wine glasses, and poured out a full glass. I tasted it. Yummy! It tasted even better than coca-cola! I brought the bottle and the glass with me to the living room, and sank down into an arm chair. I raised the glass in what I thought to be a sophisticated manner, and proposed a toast to myself. I went on proposing toasts to one friend after the other. The first glass was soon finished, and I poured out an other. I really liked sherry! I appointed it to be my favourite drink. Ever! For which I proposed another toast. By now I needed to pee. But not yet, I thought, I could easily hold on much longer. I emptied the second glass. I sensed a crave for biscuits, and stood up. I took a first step towards the kitchen, but it was like my legs no longer knew how to walk, and I stopped. I wobbled to and fro and then, suddenly, I found myself sitting in the chair again. I thought that was as it should; I didn't remember, why I stood up. Anyway, my head was kind of spinning, and I thought it was only wise to sit down. It was a funny feeling, like I was riding on a merry-go-round. I giggled. But the merry-go-round made me feel more in need to pee. I put a hand in between my thighs. The pettycoat road up, and I thought I looked very sexy in my mother's nylon stockings. I pressed my hand on the crotch of the black, sheer silk panties. I rubbed them gently against my pussy. It felt kind of good, and I thought there were no point in not to continue. So I did. After a while I realized, that my (well, my mother's) panties had become very wet from my pussy juices. Shit, what would my mother think? That thought didn't last long. Increasing feelings from my pussy took over every ounce of mental activity I might have had. I felt stronger and stronger twitches in my mimsy, and I was panting and moaning! I bounced and twisted myself around in the chair. I started to scream, and felt a strong spurt of pee coming out! Then another spurt and then I came in a mighty orgasm, making my sluices to open. It was like the orgasms never would stop to come! And I also peed like for ever. From some strange reason I wondered if my pee now tasted sherry. I cupped my hand under my pussy to fill it with pee. I managed to get a little, and brought it to my mouth and tasted it. It didn't taste as sherry at all. But it tasted good! "What are you doing!" It was my mother! It was like she'd emerged out of nowhere. I hadn't heard her coming. "Hi! You're already at home? Have you had a nice evening?" I thought the right thing was to be polite, although my last orgasm was still running riot in my pussy, and a last spurt of pee made its way through my... shit! I remembered - my mother's panties. I tried to stand up, and (miracle!) I succeded, but on very unsteady feet. Standing up I realized, that in the chair there was a big pool of my pee. With a splash I dipped back into the chair. "Victoria! You're drunk!" Yelled my mother. The rest was so painful, that I prefer to stop writing right now.
  10. rachelkirwan

    female Diana is a Messy Drunk

    View File Diana is a Messy Drunk Diana is a lot like me, once she's had a couple too many drinks, she gets messy. It's a good thing that someone's set up a camera in her room to watch her as she get sloppy. First she leaks into her yellow pants (how naughty), and then she pisses herself completely. Yes, she's pissed ;) After a few too many she passes out in the corner, what a drunk! After a little while more she's up again, cleaning up the room, covered in her own piss and shame. Enjoy! Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 07/06/2016 Category Pants Wetting  
  11. Found this in another forum, thought I'd share. I don't hink I've seen this one on here before, it looks like it is less than a week old. black slut pees in her panties then sucks it dry.mp4
  12. As anyone heard anything about Anabelle from C4S. http://clips4sale.com/store/18173
  13. Guys, what do you prefer between drinking a lot in a short time so to get quickly desperate and hold for hours, assuming liquids gradually? I'm quite sure the most used method, for reasons of time, is the rapid one, but let's keep the functionality side apart. I like getting quickly full, especially if there's somebody enjoying seeing me getting every minute more desperate. But I think I prefer the second method when I have time. Let's take the best possible situation: you and a funmate have plenty of spare time to play. One of you (or both, but personally I love some domination) has to drink a few water every precise amount of time and can't pee until a certain time. I love it. The desperation grows gradually and the fun is long. It's what I'm trying now: I've drunk two glasses to start and will drink one glass of water every forty minutes for four hours. Eventually they'll be eight glasses, and I will have been holding for 4 hours. I'm loving it! I'm just at the fourth glass. What do you personally prefer?
  14. KnottyBuoy

    Bar Scene One.mov

    Version

    1,149 downloads

    One of two bar scenes in which John engages Angel in flirtatious conversation at her table in a bar, distracts her each time she's about to get up and go to the bathroom, gets her drunk, then eventually tickles her to make her wet herself. In this variation, Angel is not wearing panties / brief nudity and nude peeing involved.

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  15. File Name: Bar Scene One.mov File Submitter: KnottyBuoy File Submitted: 25 Mar 2013 File Category: Videos / Movies / Clips (Female) Clothing: Skirt Wetting Type: Accident Wetting Scenario: Staged/Scripted Wetting One of two bar scenes in which John engages Angel in flirtatious conversation at her table in a bar, distracts her each time she's about to get up and go to the bathroom, gets her drunk, then eventually tickles her to make her wet herself. In this variation, Angel is not wearing panties / brief nudity and nude peeing involved. Click here to download this file
  16. RPcat18

    My First Night Out

    Last November I turned 18 years old, which being from the UK meant I could finally go out for a drink. Now I am not a heavy drinker but I wanted to experience my local gay scene so when I was invited out to a run of the gay clubs in my area I couldn't refuse. I hadn't ever had more than one drink in a night before that night so didn't really understand how badly drinking could make you need to pee. When I was on my third drink it started to hit me, I wasn't even drinking anything strong. However I wanted to hold it as I was talking to a pretty girl. By the time I went I had already leaked a bit in my underwear and was a bit tipsy. I sat in the toilet and remember sighing loudly so everyone could hear me (not on purpose I was just enjoying my pee) and then when I carried on peeing longer than expected I said once again quite loudly "Wow it just keeps going doesn't it!" at this point I could hear folk giggling. When I came out the stall, still pulling up my jeans as I went, with a big smile on my face I turned to another attractive girl I was out with that night and said "Wow I really was hydrated" sounding very impressed with myself for being able to pee so much. That was my first time experiencing the effects of alcohol on the bladder what was yours like?
  17. So I would love to pose an inquiry to all of those who have attended Munich's (in)famous bier festival as I heard some very interesting accounts from friends who have gone. As witnessed and recounted by a good friend of mine who was present at Oktoberfest 2012, the availability of seats in the bier tents is extremely limited and one is only allowed to taste the delicious German libations if they retain their seat. Thus many tenacious patrons who refuse to give up their seats, so they may continue drinking, will simply piss themselves where they sit. My friend was too abashed to partake in this behavior so she chose instead to relinquish her seat and piss behind a bush, since the commodes were packed, but watched as some acquaintances and strangers let the flood loose on their seats. This is apparently quite common, as corroborated by my other buddy who had also attended but did not see anything first hand. However I have also talked to a few Germans who claim that they have never seen anything of the sort. Has anyone attended who has observed such a determined (and awesome!) behavior at Oktoberfest or any other bier festival?
  18. Harpy

    onaka03S.jpg

    From the album: Sakiyami School Girls 3

  19. I went out to the bar with some friends last night and played quite a few rounds of drinking games with beer. Light beer is not something I drink for the taste, but its great when you are trying to keep drinking for a while. After four years of college I can have quite a few without getting too drunk, which means I have to pee many times throughout the night. I do like to wet my pants and the bed even sometimes, but the cleanup usually dissuades me from doing so. Usually when I wet the bed it is just enough to feel wet and make things a bit more fun when I play with myself, but usually enough to not really make it to the mattress. Because of this I don't use anything more than a cloth mattress pad since the waterproof ones are loud and hot at night. After many beers and a few hours a the bar I decided to head home and stop drinking. I was still fully able to function, and decided to play some video games for a while. I figured I would be smart and drink plenty of water as not to wake up too hung over, and kind of lost count after a couple of tall glasses. After an hour or so of gaming I used the bathroom (again) and got into bed. When I was out in public I wasn't really thinking about having fun with my pee but now all curled up in bed I felt the urge to play a little. I tried to pee a little in bed, but I had just used the bathroom and it takes a while for my bladder to relax when I'm in bed. After a few minutes of trying my tiredness overcame me and I passed out. Around 5 AM I felt kind of cold, and realized my entire chest from my shoulders all the way down to me knees was soaked. As much as I like to wet the bed, the nervous rush over losing control and waking up fully wet was crazy. For a few minutes I rolled around and took full advantage of what had happened. Its such a great feeling to have a wet bed squish as you roll around. It was very easy to finish, and I quickly fell asleep again. When I woke up for real, it was almost as if it had never happened. In my sleep I had rolled over to the dry edge of the bed, and with my fan on the sheets appeared dry. Had this all been a dream? I pressed down on the other side of the bed and felt the wetness soak back up from the mattress pad. Shit, it was real. Thankfully I had had so much water that the pee had almost no smell, and cleanup went pretty quick. It was fun, but it still makes me nervous to think it could happen any time, especially somewhere besides my own bed. Though this is only the second or third time this has happened to me, it seems to only happen when I drink a lot of water before bed and fall asleep trying to pee 'just a little bit'. I guess I got that and then some!
  20. Recently I've been feeling a bit naughty and I was meaning to drink my own pee... just for... umm... the sake of it I guess. And further down the line I was even planning to mix a bit of it with other things I drink, like tea or juices. But I'm bothered about how much is safe to drink, since we urinate most of the things our body doesn't need. I also know that our kidneys produce a small amount of ammonia to neutralized our pee a bit. So my question is: how much pee is safe to drink in a day, a week/month, and in one go? In my last session I drank about 100ml undiluted. I was worried to drink more because I didn't know how much is safe. I drink alot of teas, apple and fruit juices. I rarly drink soft drinks and I never touch coffees or alcohol. I have a fairly balanced diet, but I don't exactly know what's not safe for re-drinking my urine. I don't know if this matters... but I take some medication and I don't smoke.
  21. RedFox12345678

    Wetting after a night out

    Dear omo-lovers, I frequently wet my pants after a night out at the café or the club and I'm guessing I'm not the only one who does it - on purpose or completely by accident. I think there are many reasons why people wet themselves when they go out. First of all, the liquids you consume easily fill your bladder. Especially when you drink alcohol, which is usually the case when I go to a pub or club. Second, alcohol will slow down your ability to control your muscles, impaires your reaction time and on top of that, alcohol usually makes you more likely to loosen up a bit - and to push your boundaries. Third : there are less people on the street - the chance of you getting caught is a lot smaller than at noon, for example, plus your accident will be (partly) hidden by the dark. Also, at four o'clock in the night you are less likely to find a toilet on your way home. Usually, after a night out I walk to my house if the weather is ok. It's a 30 minute walk from the pubs to my house and most of the time, my bladder tends to fill up quickly because of the consumed alcohol. Also, I do not go to the toilet at least 30 minutes before I leave the pub. So my bladder will be quite full when I am going home. I like the feeling of a full bladder and after some alcohol, I'm likely to do more naughty things. After 10-15 minutes walking, my bladder will start to hurt and by that time, I have reached a quiet area. Most times, I can't be bothered to hold it and simply empty my bladder into my jeans instead of searching for a toilet or squatting down with removed undies and pants. It's wayyy too much effort to remove the clothes, I am lazy and it feels very naughty when I deliberately wet myself and let my clothes become soaked. After the wetting, I will continue my journey home and sometimes I wet myself for a second time. My most memorable wetting after a night out can be found here. This is my story, has anyone similiair experiences ? If so, please do share those stories and your thoughts about wetting after a night in the pub or club!
  22. One night, while hanging out, a couple of the guys decided it would be a fun idea to go sledding/snow tubing/snowboarding, and plans were quickly made, alcohol acquired. The drinking began right away, of course, even in the truck being driven by the older brother of my sometimes lover, Luke. Not even halfway to the brother's girlfriend's house to pick her up, Luke was complaining that he needed to piss, but his brother refused to pull over since Luke had just gotten busted for pissing in public a couple days ago, and got off with a warning. Upon arriving at the girlfriend's house, big brother went inside, and the moment he was out of site, Luke hurried out of the truck and began pissing in the snowy street. When he was gone, another friend, Rose, announced to me and her foster brother that she had to piss, too, and was debating getting out of the truck when Luke came back in and announced he'd found the concrete under the snow just before his brother came out and asked him if he'd just pissed by the car. Luke admitted right away he had, proud of himself, and his brother scolded him and told him he was going to get everyone busted, and ordered him into the back with all the equipment and the rest of us. It was a tight fit, since the other guy was about 450 pounds, if not more, and I ended up sitting in Luke's lap. We had to stop at a liquor store, and Rose wanted to get out and piss again, but Luke's brother told her to just hold it until we got to the hill, it would look suspicious if she came into the liquor store with him. I was starting to have to go, too, but I knew I could wait until we got to the hill, which was in a park in the ghetto nearby. I wasn't wild about having to piss outside in the cold, but hey, it would still be pissing outside. After picking up more beer, we went to the hill. Big brother opened up the back of the truck to let us out, and Rose immediately took off for the winter-dead trees and bushes. I decided to hold it for awhile longer, and went with the guys and big brother's girlfriend up to the hill. I wasn't sure I wanted to play in the snow. Even though I was wearing sweatpants, jeans, a hoodie, and Luke's hunting coat, and I had been drinking, I was still cold. I didn't have boots either, just my old Nike Cortez, which I reinforced with duct tape for this adventure. Two pairs of socks. Stupid knit hat. I stood and watched the guys play in the snow. Luke was more into it than 450lb Joe, who grew winded fast, and shamelessly pissed right out in the open, and there were a lot of people on the hill that night, the park was in the middle of a very urban area. Seeing him do that made me realize I needed to piss soon. I excused myself from the other two girls, and began looking for a more discrete, respectful place to do it than where Joe had. Growing desperation made me hasty, so I resorted to the street, between two parked cars, hidden somewhat by a snowbank. I even hoped I'd be able to piss, sometimes my bladder shut down in the cold. But, I didn't have problems that night, I took a nice long piss pretty confident no one had seen me. When I stood up, I realized how drunk I was; when I drank, I tended to overdo it. I began heading up the hill to find Luke's brother and get the keys for the truck, so I could sit inside and listen to the radio. Halfway up, I ran into Rose and the brother's girlfriend, who told me they were going to take a piss and asked me if I wanted to join them. I told them no, that I'd just "found the concrete" down yonder, and that I just wanted the keys so I could sit in the truck. Normally, I would've loved to join them, but I was at the point where I was starting to feel like crap and just wanted to sit, even lay down if possible. So, the girlfriend gave me the keys and said they'd meet me in the truck. I went out to the truck, and surprisingly, big brother was also there. I gave him the keys, and sat down in the passenger seat, enjoying the heat until the girls came back, and I had to give the seat up to the girlfriend. But, he was a gentleman, and got out to let all three of us sit in the heated cab. Rose told me she'd tried getting back to the bushes she'd pissed in earlier, but had started pissing herself and just had to yank down her pants and just let it flow right where she was. That, of course, had made big brother's girlfriend need to go even worse, so she'd just squatted right down beside Rose. Rose said she was thankful she was wearing two layers of sweatpants, so her accident didn't show. Joe came back to the car, too, and laid down in the truck bed like Jabba and passed out. I was starting to feel like I had to piss again. I was just about to excuse myself when big brother came back with Luke. When I had to leave the comfort of the cab for the cold, cramped truck bed, my need grew to the point I had to ask big brother to drop me off first, before anyone else, unless he wanted to let me out for a quick piss. Of course, he didn't. I only lived about 10-15 minutes from the hill, but in the cold, my seal broken, I was miserable. Rose was encouraging, telling me that I'd make it home and wouldn't wet my pants like she had, but I doubted it. I had my house key in my hand ready to go half a mile from my house, my skin was tingling I needed to piss so badly. Finally, we got to my house, big brother let me out, and I dashed up to the house, hoping I wouldn't wet myself on the doorstep like I had in second grade. Luck was in my favor, no one was in the bathroom, or even awake, but I had just reached my limits by the time I got there. My undies and sweatpants were pretty wet by the time I collapsed on the toilet and took another endless piss.
  23. wetguyy10

    malefemale wetting experience

    So I am laying in bed drinking a little. And I am trying to decide if I might want to wet a little bit in my boxers when i have to go a little latter on..... what do you think i should do?
  24. Hi guys and gals! I'd like to ask you experts on any tips to distract myself from a full bladder. After last night I have one more 24 hour period and I'd like to hold for that entire time. Naturally I'm not going to go silly with liquid intake but I also don't want to dehydrate myself so here's the questions: 1. Is there anything I can do to make the urge go away? What do you use as a distraction or is it a case of keeping really busy from the get-go? 2. My bladder often wakes me up in the night, any ideas how I can stop that? I think I'm going to be going to bed at about a 5 too so this will really be an issue tonight 3. I'm going to keep tabs on what I'm drinking, what should I be aiming for per hour on average? And would skipping one hour and doubling my intake the next make any difference? I'm open to any suggestion, unless it involves diapers, something I can't buy from the supermarket or anything that's going to cost me more than a few bucks. I shall be posting my experience on the wetting thread I made yesterday Thanks everyone!
  25. So I figure there need to be more experiences from girls on here. Here's one of my own. I have had only a handful of genuine accidents. The first time it happened in my adult life, I was 19 and drinking on the patio of my dorm building with my group of smoking badass buddies. I saw a guy I remembered having met recently, and tipsily decided I needed to chase him down the walkway, shrieking some nonsense at him. When we reached the door to the building I just felt a splash down my thighs. That was it. No build-up. I can't remember if I had noticed I needed to pee before that, or if it was just from the exertion of running. But I quickly ducked inside to clean myself up. My panties were soaking wet and I remember being completely confused... This had never happened to me before. How had I suddenly peed in my pants?? I dried myself off, or so I thought, and headed back outside. I thought I'd gotten away with it, as the pants I had on were very dark blue and not tight, until I rejoined my friends. I set my cigarette pack precariously on my lap, conveniently on top of the biggest part of the wet spot. Heart racing, lizard brain pounding (I'd known I was into this but had NEVER dared to be the one who wet herself), I settled back down and lit a smoke. My girl friend decided to tell a story about the last time she'd peed her pants (as a kid). Being drunk, I didn't pick up on what she'd picked up on so I just laughed. Several years later I realized "damnit! She totally said that on purpose!" And now, even though it was a lifetime ago, I still am embarrassed that my friends might have noticed that i pissed my pants one time while I was drunk.