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After an experience yesterday I went searching online for somewhere to write about it and found this forum so here goes. For context I suffer from urge incontinence but have managed the condition albeit with some very close calls. All that changed yesterday. I was walking back to my car when I felt an urge building but with nowhere near where I could make it to a bathroom. I did manage to get to the car and sit down but I realised that I was not going to get anywhere and that I was going to wet myself. I’ve known this moment was going to come sooner or later and I expected to feel all sorts of negative emotions, but no. As I sat there telling myself I was going to have to let it happen. I was going to have to wet myself right there in the car parked on a public street. I felt no such emotions rather I felt an ecstasy of release and calm as the warmth spread all across me. I now know that if I find no myself in a similar situation again I can just let myself feel free. after such an intense experience I just had to write it down somewhere.

During her afternoon workout, Mrs. Kernicky has hydrated herself a little too much, and the restroom was far away. So she decided to squat and pee behind the hedges, not caring if anyone saw her since she would much rather keep her pants dry.

Finally, Suresh saw a gymnasium and hurried towards it, hoping to use the urinals there, but to his dismay, the door to the gymnasium was locked. His bladder felt like it had a knife stabbing from inside, it was filled with an awful lot of urine. It was so full in fact that he couldn’t even stand straight let alone walk and the thought of looking further for a toilet terrified him. He had to piss like a racehorse but had nowhere to go; he squeezed his cock in desperation, stuck in his dilemma while he stood there, his bladder about to explode with the force of a nuclear bomb when he heard a familiar voice call out to him "Suresh! What are you doing here? I thought you left for home already," he turned around to see it was Nemali, "Come on, I'll drive you home," she said. “Oh, Nemali ma'am, is that you? I-I'm dying for the loo” Suresh blurted out, relieved to see someone he knew as he hobbled towards the Mercedes Maybach S650 she was sitting in, “Oh, thank goodness, could you drop me home? I can’t wait for a piss!” he sighed, embarrassed at admitting his predicament while struggling to walk towards her car, stricken with panic as he reached for the door and gratefully climbed in next to her. Nemali was a bit taken aback at his sudden confession. Being the Chief Financial Officer of the company, she had not expected a subordinate to be so upfront with her, “How long have you been standing here?” she asked as she saw him struggling to put on his seat belt, “I thought you went home?” “Oh, I have been waiting here for almost half an hour” he said, “Couldn’t book a cab and the one that I got showed a 1-Hour wait until pick up.” “Oh, that sounds bad,” Nemali said as she drove. "Oh, thank you so much for helping me, I don’t know what I would have done had you not shown up" Suresh sighed gratefully as he crossed his knees tightly, hoping to give some rest to his foot long cock while he put a hand firmly on his upper thigh. Nemali smiled and said, "No problem. We're a team, and we should look out for each other." “Oh, t-thank you so much...you don’t know how much that means to me,” he said, “S-so how was your day?” he asked her, trying to divert the conversation and take his mind off from his pressing need. “Oh, it was great,” she answered, “How about you?” “It was good, just really busy, I'm glad it's over…but..err…Nemali Ma’am, I am sorry to bother you, but would you know of any toilets nearby?” Suresh abruptly asked, bending a bit forward, his need becoming very urgent. Nemali couldn’t believe that he could dare to speak like that in front of her, moreover she could not believe that he would even think that a polished and high status woman like her would know of someplace so dirty and despicable like a public toilet, “I am sorry, Suresh but I don’t know,” Nemali answered, “Don’t worry, you’ll be home soon…” she told him. “Oh, thank you… could you please hurry,” he pleaded to her. He had never held his piss this long ever before in his life. “Oh dear, looks like you are bursting,” Nemali sighed at his plight. “Oh, you have no idea how full my bladder had gotten during the last visit, I really thought I wasn’t going to make it back to the office,” he struggled for a breath, “I thought so many times to just ask the client to excuse me for minute while I quickly used the toilet on the property but then I…I realized that doing so would come across as really unprofessional and I didn’t want to get in trouble with my boss….” "Wait, you've been waiting all that time?" she exclaimed in disbelief. "Did you use the toilet at the office?" "Oh, that's where I was headed as soon as I got back from the home tour," Suresh explained. "But the urinals were closed for cleaning, so I couldn't use them. That's why I decided to get a cab and go home instead." Nemali’s heart skipped a beat, “Oh, I am so sorry to hear that,” she tried to console him, “Well, just asking, when was the last time you went to the toilet anyway?” she inquired, trying to sound as nonchalant as she could. “Well, this is embarrassing but I couldn’t visit the toilet today because of all the work,” Suresh forced his words as he labored for his breath. Nemali looked at him in disbelief ,”Oh you must be going out of your mind needing the loo then!,” she said, unable to fathom how he had managed to hold on for so long. Suresh just hoped she drover faster. He didn't want to tell her how much he had to drink that day but by when he had stepped out of the office to show properties to his clients that morning, he had already emptied a whole 20-liter water can, fueling up for what he knew would be a long day. It hadn’t stopped there though. Throughout the day, he had consumed almost 24 cups of extra-large Trenta cups of coffee from Starbucks, each holding a whopping 31 ounces and while showing properties to his clients, he was able to enjoy a total of 12 pots of the green tea, offered by the hospitable hosts or occupants, he drank it for the health of his kidneys as he had made sure to stay hydrated and energized throughout his busy day of property showings, fueling up on his favorite beverages and not letting thirst get in the way of his work. He let out a sigh, finally being able to focus on holding his river of piss now that he knew he was on his way home. "Oh, thank you so much, you have no idea how much I need to go," he again said gratefully. He did not want to think what he would do if he could not reach his home on time before his bladder exploded, he just hoped that would not happen. "Don't worry about it," Nemali said, smiling. His bladder had felt like a boulder while he had been trying to get inside that gymnasium, it was so full he wasn’t even able to take a step, but he thanked God when Nemali showed up at the right time, though now his need was more urgent than before and he knew it was going to be a very close call. Nemali on the other hand felt a bit tired after her day at work. She was a thorough professional who prioritized her work above all else. Now at the age of twenty-four, Nemali was the Chief Financial Officer of the real estate firm, with her sights set on becoming the CEO in the next few years. Nemali's academic achievements had been nothing short of stellar. She had secured a seven-figure scholarship while applying to the state university to pursue a degree in Economics where she eventually went on to secure the highest rank in all of her semesters. Her friends even called her a "Human Calculator" in teasing. She had been a multifaceted champion, excelling in both chess and badminton during her school and university years and had a reputation as a tenacious and versatile chess player, recognized as the unofficial state champion, and a dominant force in badminton for well over a decade, with gold medals in state and national championships. While completing her undergraduate studies, she had taken on the Chartered Accountancy examinations and also enrolled in a rigorous Chartered Financial Analyst program. She studied for the exams while pursuing her undergraduate degree and cleared all three levels of the CFA program in just two years. After completing her undergraduate degree and achieving the CA and CFA qualifications, Nemali had decided to pursue an MBA in Finance from a top business school in the country. She enrolled in the program and was soon recognized as a top performer, earning several accolades and awards for her academic achievements. She was young and beautiful and she had achieved what only a few exceptional individuals could. Her expertise and professional prowess had set her apart from the vast majority of professionals in her field. Nemali had always cared deeply about her appearance and always dressed in stylish clothes, suits with trousers or skirts, and looked every bit a fashion model. Though Nemali's stunning beauty was often the talk of the office, she had never paid attention to her colleagues who could not help but gaze in awe as she walked down the hallways of the office building. Many of them had tried to win her heart, but to no avail. Nemali had politely turned down every marriage proposal, explaining that her career was her only priority. While some may have found this attitude surprising, it was no secret that Nemali was fiercely driven and focused towards her goals. Her ambition was evident in everything she did, from her impressive academic record to her rapid ascent up the corporate ladder. She lived an extravagant lifestyle, with a wardrobe filled with designer clothing and accessories. She enjoyed visiting the most exclusive and opulent restaurants, known for their high-quality food, impeccable service, and luxurious atmosphere. Her dining choices ranged from Michelin-starred restaurants to trendy hotspots that catered to the elite, where she could enjoy exotic delicacies and the finest vintage wines. With a penchant for luxury, she was particularly drawn to restaurants with stunning views or lavish interiors that matched her high-end lifestyle. She had even made a significant investment in purchasing a luxurious apartment last year that sprawled across four floors of a high-rise building situated in the prime location of the city. The opulent space was a testament to Nemali's success and reflected her refined taste and appreciation for the finer things in life. From the panoramic views to the premium amenities, Nemali had spared no expense in curating her dream home. It was almost around 7 PM now which put them at the city tunnel in the height of rush hour traffic. Getting through the tunnel at this time in the evening usually took about a half hour and the fact that the distance from Suresh’s home to the tunnel was almost thirty minutes by what he had told her, Nemali had prepared herself for a hour long ride to his place. As they inched their way to the tunnel Nemali saw a look of worry on Suresh’s face. When they entered the tunnel, the traffic came to a screeching halt, inching forward at a snail's pace. The traffic was moving slowly and after a few minutes Nemali could see Suresh crossing and uncrossing his legs. Soon he was moaning in agony and doubling over at the waist. She could tell that he was really struggling to hold on but there was nothing much she could do to help him other than get him home as soon as possible. The traffic continued to move ever so slowly and at one point came to a complete halt. Nemali noticed Suresh trembling as he tried hard to contain himself. She kept glancing down at his crotch, hoping to see a wet patch but it was dry. The minutes dragged on, and the traffic was at a complete standstill, leaving Suresh's bladder on the brink of bursting, but he didn’t utter a word out of sheer embarrassment. He could still feel all that liquid pumping into his exhausted organ. Nemali couldn't help but glance down at his crotch again, wondering how he was still holding on. He commented that he had to go really bad and Nemali kept encouraging him by telling him to think of something else. She knew though, that he could think of nothing else at this time except his dire need to urinate. Finally, after about thirty-five minutes inside the tunnel the traffic began to move forward, inch by inch and Nemali began to drive along with it. "Oh, please can we stop somewhere, my bladder is bursting", Suresh exclaimed, “I need to go so bad." Nemali assured him that she would pull over as soon as she could but then the traffic stopped again, briefly as cars were lead out of the tunnel. They were still only about mid-way through. A cop stood at the end of the tunnel letting about ten cars out at a time so as not to create a bottle-neck of traffic in the street outside the tunnel. Nemali glanced at Suresh’s crotch once more. She was in awe of how long he was holding such a bad piss. They were still at a standstill when Suresh let out a moan of agony, “Oh, I‘m bursting…” He just kept saying "Oh, I'm so embarrassed" but Nemali told him not to worry, and that it could happen to anyone. The traffic began to move, and she drove ahead carefully. Finally, they were out of the dark tunnel, but still crawling in traffic. At this point, Suresh told Nemali he couldn't even talk, because if he did he was going to loose control. He shifted uneasily in his seat, his hand pressed hard against his crotch as he tried to contain the massive pressure in his bladder. "N-Nemali ma’am, I am sorry to bother you but I really need to take a piss now! Can we please find a toilet?" he said with a look of desperation. Nemali nodded, "Of course, I'll find one as soon as possible," she said, her eyes darting around for any signs of a public restroom. There were many restaurants in that part of the city, but trying to find a parking place was hard on a good day. Now, with all of the cars that just came out of the tunnel, it was near to impossible. The city was not the kind of place where one could pull over and pee on the side of the road either. There were wall to wall people on the streets, and lots of policemen around. Nemali was hurrying so that Suresh could get to a toilet and finally let it out. Her heart raced as she navigated through the bustling city streets, searching for a parking spot, while Suresh was on the verge of losing control. She quickly took a turn and drove down a crowded street, trying to keep her eyes peeled for any sign of a restroom. Suresh's need was growing more urgent by the second. He squirmed in his seat, his breaths becoming shallower as he tried to hold on. Finally, they spotted a small public restroom on the side of the road and Nemali quickly pulled over before Suresh jumped out of the car and ran inside, unbuckling the leather belt around his waist and opening the button on his trousers but as he reached the entrance, the attendant stopped him. "Excuse me, sir. You need to pay one rupee to use the restroom," the attendant said. Suresh's eyes widened in shock, "I don't have any change on me. Please, I really need to use the toilet," he begged. "I'm sorry, sir. No payment, no entry," the attendant replied, folding his arms. Suresh frantically searched his pockets, hoping to find a coin he had missed. But his pockets were empty. In defeat, he closed the button of his trousers and fastened his belt around his aching bladder, still tightly holding his river of urine, while he hobbled back to the car as fast as his inflated urine tank would allow and knocked on the window, trying to get Nemali's attention. "Nemali, I need a coin. Please, I can’t wait any longer," he said, his voice cracking with desperation. “Oh, dear,” Nemali quickly searched through her purse, but unfortunately she had no coins either. "I'm sorry, Suresh. I don't have any change on me," she said, her voice filled with concern. Overwhelmed, Suresh moaned in agony and helplessness. He hurried back to the restroom and begged the attendant once more, but the man refused to budge. Crushed at the refusal, Suresh returned to the car, his face flushed with embarrassment. "I can't believe this is happening to me," he said, his voice shaking with emotion as he closed the door after climbing in, crossing his legs in desperation. Nemali placed a comforting hand on his knee, "It's okay, Suresh. We'll find another toilet," she said, her voice filled with sympathy but Suresh did not respond, he was dying for a wee. Nemali started to drive as fast as she could and they were just a few minutes away from his residence when all of a sudden her phone rang; it was her real estate agent Shefali. Though she was the Chief Financial Officer of a company in the real estate industry she preferred to use an outside agency to help her with personal transactions so that she could focus on her own work and avoid any conflicts of interest that might arise if she were to handle her own personal transactions. It was a sensible decision on her part to help her with the purchase, rather than relying on her own company's resources. "Good evening, Shefali," Nemali answered in a poised voice. "What can I do for you?" "Ms. Nemali, I have some exciting news to share with you," Shefali said in a calm, professional tone. "The penthouse I told you about is now available for a visit. The owner is looking for a discerning buyer like you, who values luxury and exclusivity." Nemali's eyes widened with interest. "That is wonderful news, Shefali. But, I am on my way to drop my colleague at his place. Can we schedule the visit for another time?" "I understand your predicament, Ms. Nemali," Shefali replied in a polite tone. "But this is a unique opportunity, and I cannot guarantee when the property will be available for a visit again. I would hate for you to miss out on the chance to see it." Nemali's mind raced as she considered her options. She didn't want to keep Suresh waiting, but the opportunity to see the penthouse was too good to pass up. "This penthouse is truly one-of-a-kind, with sweeping views of the city skyline and the latest in cutting-edge technology and design. It would be the perfect addition to your impressive property portfolio," Shefali continued while on call. Nemali thought at the prospect of adding this property to her collection. "That sounds like something I cannot miss. Let me see if Suresh would mind waiting for a little while." She turned towards him and said, “Suresh, it is my real estate agent, would you mind if I visit this property first before dropping you home?” she asked, “I know you need to take a piss but I have been trying to check this penthouse out for almost a month now but never got the time, my agent is there at the moment, would it be alright if we made a quick stop before I drop you off? I have an opportunity to see a truly exceptional property, I promise we won’t be too long” she requested. The thought of having to wait longer for the toilet terrified Suresh but he couldn’t refuse the Chief Financial Officer of the company, “S-Sure ma’am, not an issue,” he breathed hoping he would get to pee as soon as they reached the place. Nemali breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to her phone, "Shefali, I appreciate your enthusiasm, and I am excited to see this penthouse. Let us proceed with the visit. I will be there as soon as possible." "Excellent, Nemali," Shefali said with a hint of satisfaction in her voice. "I will see you shortly, and I am confident you will not regret this decision." Meanwhile, Suresh’s bladder was still ballooning rapidly and he didn’t know if he could control his urge to urinate for much longer. “Ma’am, I was thinking if.. you know…if I could take a piss at the penthouse?” Suresh pleaded meekly, “My home is far from where we are going and I really need to use the toilet…” he was absolutely bursting as he said this. Nemali looked at him in disbelief, that penthouse could be her abode in the future and she was not sure if she was comfortable with someone using the facilities before she had even made the purchase, “I am sorry Suresh but that is a premium piece of real estate and I think it is really rude to ask to use the toilet at someone else’s house,” Nemali said, trying not to sound angry. “I am sorry, ma’am but I would not have asked if it hadn’t been this urgent,” Suresh begged, crossing his legs tighter. Nemali saw that he was telling the truth and though she was unwilling to concur she agreed half heartedly to let Suresh use the toilet once they got there. Though seething with anger, she told herself that she was a good person for letting him use the toilet but now regretted bringing Suresh along for the visit. Soon they were at the location and Nemali parked her car outside the luxurious building before stepping out, Suresh was dying for a wee by this point and found it harder to control the urge now that he was standing, all he wanted was to get inside the penthouse and unleash a torrent of hot piss into the toilet. They quickly made their way to the entrance, where Shefali was waiting to greet them. "Welcome, Nemali ma’am," Shefali said with a warm smile. "I'm so glad you could make it." Nemali returned the smile and said, "Thank you, Shefali. I am really excited to see the property." As Shefali led them to the elevator, Suresh looked around nervously; it was getting very difficult for him to walk, he had to piss like a fire hydrant now and knew he did not have much time left before he would start pissing uncontrollably, toilet or no toilet. He shifted uneasily from one foot to the other, trying to distract himself from the exploding pressure in his bladder. They entered the elevator, and he knew it was going to be a long ride up to the 42nd floor. As the elevator began to ascend, Suresh felt as if his bladder would erupt right there in front of the two women, he tried to hide it, but the pressure was becoming unbearable. "Excuse me, miss," he said, trying to keep his voice calm. "But how much longer until we get to the apartment?" “It usually takes 10 minutes from the ground floor." Suresh's heart sank. He wasn't sure if he could hold it for that long. He started panicking but there was nothing he could do. When they finally reached the 42nd floor, Shefali led them to the entrance of the high-rise suite and as soon as they got inside Suresh could not hold himself back any longer, "Excuse me, Shefali," he interrupted. “..but I really need to use the toilet." Shefali paused and hesitated for a moment before replying, "I'm afraid the toilets in the penthouse are currently out of order. We're having some maintenance work done, and they won't be functional for a few more days." Suresh's face dropped, and he looked crestfallen. "But I really need to take a piss. Is there anywhere else nearby that I can go?" Shefali looked at his bulging crotch where his elephantine penis rested and shook her head apologetically. "I'm sorry, Suresh, but the nearest toilet is quite a distance away. It would take some time to get there and back, and I'm not sure it would be worth the trouble." Suresh looked defeated, and Nemali felt a pang of sympathy for him. "Shefali, is there anything we can do? This is really an emergency for Suresh." “I am sorry Nemali ma’am but there is nothing that I can think of at the moment,” Shefali admitted, “You’ll have to wait, sir” she said coldly. Suresh couldn’t believe his ears, he was almost about to starting weeing in his pants, “Suresh, we’ll be out of here in no time, would you just give me 10 minutes to go through the property, please? I promise it won’t take long,” Nemali requested. He couldn’t believe how inconsiderate, selfish and thoughtless Nemali could be when she knew full well just how long he had been waiting to urinate. With a defeated tone, he finally agreed to wait, “Y-yes, sure, ma’am,” resigning himself to the agony of crossing his legs as he took a seat, waiting for Nemali and Shefali to finish their inspection. His urgent need to use the bathroom was unbearable, and his frustration grew as he watched her casually stroll through the property, seemingly oblivious to his discomfort. The pressure was mounting, and his hands were shivering as he struggled to hold on. Nemali stood in the middle of the grand living room, her eyes scanning every inch of the space. Shefali had just started giving her the grand tour of the penthouse, but Nemali was already in disbelief. It was as if she had been transported to another world, one where luxury and opulence were the norm. The penthouse was one of the most luxurious and exclusive apartments in the city, boasting 10 rooms, including 6 bedrooms and 9 bathrooms, and a whopping 140 feet of frontage. She couldn't help but let out a gasp as she turned to look at the glass atrium with its wall that swung open. The view was breathtaking, and she felt as though she was suspended in the air. Shefali smiled at her, clearly pleased with her reaction. "It's amazing, isn't it?" she asked. Nemali nodded, unable to find the words to express just how incredible the space was. As they moved towards the terrace, Nemali's eyes were drawn to the double-height ceilings in the living room. It was as if the space went on forever, and she felt incredibly small in comparison. The decorations were just as impressive as the features. Beautiful chandeliers hung from the ceilings, and works of art lined the walls. Some of the spaces even reminded her of a Roman villa, with marble worktops and oak floors. Shefali led her through the different floors of the luxury apartment, and Nemali couldn't believe what she was seeing, a gym, a cinema, a library, a whisky bar, and even a billiard room. It was as if every possible amenity had been thought of. But it was the 70-foot-long infinity pool with the water slide that truly stole the show, the pool seemed to merge with the skyline, offering a view that was second to none. She imagined herself floating in the pool, staring out at the city below, and couldn't help but feel a sense of longing As she gazed out at the city, she knew that this was a place she needed to add to her already impressive property portfolio. "Shefali, I have to say I'm really impressed with this penthouse! It's even more magnificent than I expected!" Nemali beamed. "I'm so glad to hear that, Ms. Nemali. This is truly one of the most exclusive and luxurious apartments in the city." "Absolutely! I mean, look at this 70-foot-long rooftop swimming pool! And the view from up here is breathtaking!" "I know, right? And the interior decorations are just as impressive as the exterior. The chandeliers and works of art are just stunning!" Shefali added. "I can see that the designer has really outdone himself here. The Roman villa-inspired decor is just fantastic!" Nemali said. "Definitely and the amenities this building offers are second to none. The gym, swimming pool, and massage therapy room are just a few of the perks residents get to enjoy," Shefali continued "And let's not forget the wine cellar! I mean, who wouldn't want to store their collection in a climate-controlled environment?" Nemali beamed. "Exactly. And the separate guest apartment on the floor below is perfect for visitors or staff," Shefali hoped that she had cracked the deal. "It's a true palace in the sky, Shefali,” Nemali replied enthusiastically, “I can't wait to make an offer!" Nemali looked at Shefali and said, "Thank you so much for showing me around the penthouse, it's absolutely beautiful. I'm very interested in buying it, but I have to leave now. I need to drop off Suresh at his place." Shefali smiled and said, "Of course, Nemali. I'm glad you enjoyed the tour. We can schedule another meeting to discuss the details of the purchase. Would next week work for you?" Nemali nodded and replied, "Yes, next week works for me. I'll have my assistant send you my availability, and we can coordinate from there." Shefali smiled, “Feel free to call me anytime if you have any questions or concerns." Nemali thanked her and said, "Thank you, Shefali. You've been very helpful. I'm looking forward to working with you on this." Shefali smiled and replied, "Likewise, Ms. Nemali. Have a safe drive, and I'll see you next week." By now, Suresh had to piss like a fire hose, and it was all Nemali’s fault, though a ray of hope shone inside him when he saw them come back to the drawing room, “Nemali ma’am, can we go now?” he begged and she had to agree. As they both stepped out of the penthouse, Suresh gasped in desperation, “Oh thank goodness, you made it quick, I can’t wait for the toilet anymore” he moaned. “I am so sorry, Suresh” Nemali said. Suresh was frustrated that the place had nine toilets and not a single one was working. He was cursing Nemali in his mind for delaying his trip to the toilet but there was nothing else he could do. They got inside her car and were soon on the way to Suresh’s place. His desperation was so extreme that he squirmed the entire time they were driving, and when the vehicle finally pulled up outside Suresh’s place 15 minutes later, he hastily jumped out and made a run for the front door. But it was only after reaching the door step that he realized that he had left his business briefcase, and hence his keys, inside Nemali’s vehicle. “Oh, Nemali ma’am, my key is in your car,” he wailed as he hobbled back to the vehicle barely able to stop himself from pissing right then and there and quickly retrieved his bag from the back seat before rushing back towards the door of his house. Nemali stepped out of her vehicle and saw Suresh crossing his legs tightly as he looked for the keys in his bag. The next blow came when Suresh could not find the keys in his bag, and realized that he must have left them at work. Unable to get in, Suresh frantically tried not to lose control of his very full bladder right there at the doorstep in front of Nemali. "Is everything okay, Suresh?," Nemali asked “I can't find my house keys, I think I left them at work," he moaned in agony as he went through his wallet, but it wasn’t there either “Could you jimmy the door lock and let me in?" Suresh asked Nemali. Oh, he was bursting more now that he was just a few feet away from his toilet. "I'm sorry, Suresh. I don't know how to do that. Maybe we could try calling a locksmith? Or do you need me to drive you somewhere else?" Nemali asked, she had seen how desperate Suresh had been during the entire ride home and for him to come this far and not be able to get inside his house really made her feel for him. But just then, Suresh recalled that his neighbor Mrs. Kiara has a duplicate key to his place! "Oh, actually, Mrs. Kiara has a duplicate key. Let me get it from her," Suresh rushed to his neighbor’s house that was a few yards across and rang the bell in panic, but there was no answer. "Oh, isn't she home? Open the door, I am bursting for the toilet!" he groaned in frustration. He then quickly took out his cell phone and called Mrs. Kiara in dread. It was around eight o'clock by now and she was at a restaurant enjoying the night with some of her friends when she felt a vibration from her cell phone and decided to check who was calling. She took it out from her handbag and looked at it and saw that it was her neighbor, Suresh. She hadn’t expected to hear from him at this time, so she quickly moved to a quiet place to have a conversation with him, “Hello?” she said. "Mrs. Kiara, it's Suresh. I'm so sorry to bother you, but I can't find my house keys, and I really need to get in. Do you have the spare key?" "Oh, Suresh, I'm sorry, I'm not at home right now. I'm out with my friends. Can you wait for a bit?" "I am sorry Mrs. Kiara but I really can't wait. I need to get in right away, I actually need to use the toilet, I haven’t taken a piss the whole day!" he begged her, squeezing his cock for dear life. "Oh dear, I'll see what I can do. Give me a few minutes," Mrs. Kiara heard the concern in his voice and said to him that she was going to catch a taxi and would be there right away. Suresh thanked her a lot and confirmed again that he had to pee really badly telling her that it would be great if she could come as soon as possible. Mrs. Kiara understood his predicament immediately, especially when she saw on her phone that she had eighteen more missed calls from him. She informed him that she’d be back home in 30 minutes. Suresh was shaken to the core upon learning that he would have to wait another 30 minutes to use the toilet but he had no other choice than to wait, “Hurry…please! Please! Please! Hurry please!” he cried out, “I can’t hold it, I can’t!” he begged before he walked back home with small but quick steps where Nemali was still waiting for him. By now, Mrs. Kiara had quickly hailed a taxi and was rushing to Suresh's place. As she arrived, she saw him anxiously waiting at the front of the door, with his bladder swollen to the size of a basketball, "Oh, thank you so much for coming," Suresh said with relief as he saw her, "I really need to use the toilet." He was embarrassed to have to utter such words in front of them, but he was really desperate. "Don't worry, Suresh," Mrs. Kiara replied, "Let's get you inside first," she hurriedly made her way to the front door, and quickly picked the lock to let them in. "Oh, thank you Mrs. Kiara…” Suresh said, grappling with his belt as he rushed towards his toilet, the explosive relief just a few feet away from him now. The pressure was finally going to flow out of his exhausted penis, oh he couldn’t believe how badly he had needed this piss and for how long! He hurried to the toilet, but his relief turned into shock and then into frustration and fury when he found a notice taped to the toilet lid: "DO NOT USE." "What the...? Oh, my God no..!" his words broke, his hot piss forced to stop on its way out. The workmen had promised him faithfully that all the plumbing in the bathroom would be sorted out before he arrived home but it clearly hadn’t. Suresh wanted to desperately use the toilet and thought for a moment to simply lift the lid and unleash his pressure into it but he controlled himself just barely. He gave himself a moment to compose himself, re-fastening his belt and looking in the bathroom mirror to straighten his tie and fix his hair. “You can do this” he muttered, looking at himself in the mirror as he crossed his legs tightly. “Just hang on until your toilet is fixed and then you can go. You’ve been desperate so many times before, you have to hold it almost every day at work. You can wait,” he said. He treated himself to one final cock squeeze before leaving the bathroom, fighting a serious urge to urinate, Suresh hurried out of there to call the company performing renovation work on his toilet. But as he stepped out, Suresh realized that Mrs. Kiara and Nemali were still there, waiting for him in the drawing room, he felt truly embarrassed to even think of letting them know of his predicament but he didn’t know if he could hide it any longer. “Oh dear, do you feel better now?” Mrs. Kiara asked as soon as she saw him. "Y-yes, thank you so much, Mrs. Kiara," Suresh said embarrassed as he came out of the toilet without using it, hiding his quandary from the two women. "Oh, don’t mention Suresh, we're neighbors, and that's what neighbors are for," Mrs. Kiara answered with a smile. Mrs. Kiara then looked at her wrist watch and said, “Please permit me to take your leave now, my friends are waiting for me,” she said with a beam before wishing them both a good night and making her exit. As she left, Suresh hoped Nemali would leave too because he needed to take a piss but had nowhere to go, and he didn’t want Nemali to know that his toilet was broken. It was utterly humiliating for him and he did not want his colleagues at the office to know of all this. “I am really hungry do you have something to eat?” Nemali asked all of a sudden as she stood in the drawing room with folded hands, looking around in the hopes of getting something that could satiate her hunger. “Ah, ma’am a-actually..aahh.. I-I was about to go somewhere,” Suresh began to say, “So, if you could leave…..then…” he felt like he was almost kicking her out, but he was absolutely panicking for a piss and did not have any time to waste. “Oh, where are you going?” Nemali inquired, curious to know. “I-I was actually about to go to the store to get some stuff for the kitchen….” he countered with the first excuse that came to his mind. “Why? Cooking something special tonight?” Nemali asked. “Y-yes, just thought of having some biryani…” he said crossing his legs tightly, trying to give his penis as much time as he could. “Oh, I love Biryani!” Nemali beamed, “Would love to taste some of yours” she said. Suresh’s heart pounded in horror, she was the Chief Financial Officer of the company and it would have been foolish to refuse her request, he had no other way than to agree but he really needed to take a long piss before he started to prepare the dish. “Oh sure,” he said, trying to control his piss, hoping she would not notice that his bladder was bursting, “Would you excuse me for moment?” he requested her and when she replied with a yes, Suresh hobbled to his bedroom where his telephone was kept. Suresh rushed to the telephone to call the company performing the renovation work on his bathroom. "Come on, pick up, pick up," he moaned, grabbing his crotch desperately. "Hello, this is Alba Constructions, how may I assist you?" he suddenly heard a voice from the other side. "Hi, yes. This is Suresh. I'm calling because I just got home and I found a notice on my toilet that says 'DO NOT USE'. I was hoping you could tell me what's going on?" "Yes, Mr. Suresh. I'm sorry for the inconvenience. We had some trouble with the plumbing in your bathroom. The workmen promised that it would be sorted out before you arrived home, but unfortunately, there was a delay." Suresh while trying to hide his urgency said, "Oh, okay. Do you have any idea when it will be fixed?" "We're doing everything we can to get it fixed as soon as possible. One of our workmen is still on the premises inspecting the well. Would you like me to get him on the line to explain what's going on?" the customer support executive asked. "Yes, please. That would be helpful," Suresh said, feigning calmness. "Alright, I'll patch you through to him now. Thank you for your patience, Suresh." The line clicked and the workman answered. "Hello?" "Hello, are you one of the guys working on my toilet?" Suresh asked trying not to sound desperate. "Yeah, that's me. How may I help you?" "The notice on the toilet says not to use it, but I was just wondering if everything is okay?" "Oh, yeah. We had some trouble with the water supply. The pump didn't restart after we switched it back on. We might have to remove the toilet to get your new bath in," the workman replied. "Oh my God, can't you just fix the pump or something?" he panicked, “Or just get the toilet running for two minutes?” “I am working on it” the man answered. "Okay, I see. Is there anything I can do to help?" Suresh asked, trying not to show his discomfort. "Actually, yes” the man said, “All my men have left for the day and I could really use some help.” Suresh really didn't want to admit that he was bursting to pee, but he thought to help the man so that he could sort things out and the water supply could finally be restored. "Sure, what do you need me to do?" Suresh asked trying to stay calm. “Can you give me a hand with the well cover? I need to inspect it and see if that's causing the issue with the pump." "Yeah, sure. Let me just grab a flashlight," Suresh said, struggling to hide his need to urinate. He couldn’t believe that he would have to wait longer to use the toilet but he really needed to piss a lot before he could make the biryani. As he disconnected the call, Suresh slowly made his way to the drawing room where Nemali was waiting for him, his bladder aching for a massive piss, “I am sorry, Nemali ma’am, but would you mind if I step out for minute,” he said, “I am actually getting my bathroom remodeled and the workman from the renovation company is working in the backyard and needs a hand,” Suresh said. “Oh, sure, not an issue,” Nemali said casually as she went back to her phone. Thankful, Suresh hobbled to the backyard of his house with a near exploding bladder and saw the workman trying to fix the issue there, “Hey, how long is this going to take?” “Well, I hope it gets fixed soon” the workman answered, “Just hold the flashlight for me while I take a look. I’ll get your toilet sorted out as soon as I can." "Okay, sounds good. Just...hurry, please," Suresh said while gritting his teeth as he did what he was told, fighting a serious urge to pee. As the workman explained the situation and Suresh helped with the inspection, he did his best to hide his discomfort and not let on that he was desperately in need of a toilet trip. Suresh struggled as he stood there and almost 30 minutes later Nemali made her way to the backyard, “Hey Suresh, what’s going on?” she asked as she walked towards where they were working, “What’s taking so long?” Suresh’s eyes widened in shock, he could not let Nemali know of his predicament, “Oh it’s nothing, m-ma’am…” The workman then said, “I think it is going to take a few days to fix this….” Suresh could not believe his ears, he felt like he was about to yell at him for disappointing him so cruelly, but he knew he must control his rage in front of the Chief Financial Officer of the company. “So what am I going to do until then?” Suresh asked desperately, his legs still crossed as he bounced up and down on his knees in agony. “Well the washbasin and the shower are still working, only the toilet is broken,” the workman reported. “But where I am supposed to go if I need to take a piss?” “Oh, come on, Suresh!” Nemali wailed, “You just had a piss didn’t you?” “Y-yes, ma’am” Suresh said, “Just thought I should ask…” Suresh replied, his urine pinching him inside his penis. “Well, I must leave for the day now, it is already too late, but I’ll try to fix the issue soon,” the workman said and Suresh had no other choice but to let him go. He looked at the workman longingly as he made his way to the front and started his two-wheeler before leaving. Suresh’s last hope to urinate before making the biryani was dead. He thought of asking Nemali to take him somewhere he could use a toilet but he could not risk coming across as this desperate in front of her. Defeated and bursting, Suresh made his way to the kitchen to cook the biryani, desperately trying to hide his predicament from her. With the toilet right next to the kitchen, Suresh was having a tough time concentrating but there was nowhere to urinate. “Which biryani are you going to make?” Nemali asked him, suddenly popping into the kitchen. Suresh, who was struggling not to leak in his underwear, couldn’t think of an answer, “I-I haven’t thought of it yet…ma’am…” he stuttered. “Oh, you know what?” Nemali said, “I’d love to have some soup before we go for the biryani, I know that is too much to ask, but I couldn’t stop thinking of it when I saw the tomatoes,” she said with an innocent smile, pointing towards the tomatoes kept on the vegetable stand. “Y-yes ma’am, I’ll just bring it you…” Suresh said, unable to think straight any longer. “Great! I’ll be waiting!” Nemali said before she made her way out of there and into the drawing room. Suresh’s need to go to the toilet was so pressing that he was beginning to drip a bit, it was only a few drops into his underwear but it threatened to become an uncontrollable flood and he was desperately trying to control the rest. Nemali had to wait a while for the dinner. Suresh had promised to cook her a delicious meal, but now that it was taking so long she was starting to doubt whether it was worth the wait. Inside the kitchen, Suresh was cooking the meal with his legs crossed the whole time, barely holding on to his piss, letting out his fair share of “Oooh’s” and “Aaah’s” Finally, after what seemed like an hour, Suresh emerged from the kitchen with two steaming hot plates of tomato soup and biryani. He had managed with whatever ingredients he had at home and just hoped she would like the taste. "I'm so sorry for the wait," Suresh said as he served the food to Nemali, "I hope you enjoy the meal." Nemali slowly took a tentative spoonful of the tomato soup and was pleasantly surprised. It was delicious - the perfect blend of sweet and savory flavors. As she tasted the biryani, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of contentment. "Suresh, this is amazing," Nemali said, beaming with delight, "You are quite the chef. The flavors are so well balanced, it's hard to believe this was made in a home kitchen. You have a real talent." Suresh could not have bothered less about the compliments, all he wanted to do was take a piss but he couldn’t think of any place where he could go. Finally after the dinner, Nemali stepped out of Suresh's house and onto the verandah, turning to face him. As they stood there, she said, "Thanks for the lovely dinner, Suresh. It was really delicious." Suresh forced a smile, trying his best to act normal, his legs trembling as he quickly crossed his legs, "You're welcome, m-ma’am. I'm glad you liked it…" he winced, bending forward at his waist in agony as he held the door and the wall for support. Suddenly, a hot leak escaped into his underwear before he quickly stopped the flow, his eyes widened in horror of what was happening. He looked down to see if it was visible on his pants but to his immense relief it wasn’t. “What happened, are you alright?” Nemali asked. “Y-yes, ma’am,” he responded. His bladder was about to explode. He had absolutely no time left anymore. Suresh had held it for too long but had failed to find a place to relieve himself, he felt really angry and frustrated but he was stuck and there was nothing he could do. He tried his best to wait as Nemali kept uttering words that he could not understand, but then another long leak escaped his penis and soaked his underwear. Shit dammit! Nemali looked at Suresh and smiled, “You know what? You should come over to my place sometime,” she said, a hint of excitement in her voice. “My cook makes this amazing risotto that you simply must try!” “Y-yeah, sure,” A new leak escaped and this time a small patch the size of a golf ball formed on the crotch of his pants. Suresh was pissing himself. His face turned red with shame as he tried to end the conversation and close the door before it was too late. “Great! We’ll have to schedule it soon,” she said, already making plans in her head. Then all of a sudden, without any warning, the flood gates just opened and Suresh started pissing into his underwear standing right there in front of the CFO of his company. He froze in horror, crossing his legs tighter to stop the flow but it was too late for him now. He tried his best to keep a straight face as he soaked his undergarment and his pants uncontrollably while the hot piss filled his briefs and ran down his inner thighs, his long cock urinating into his underwear like a fire hose. Oh, the relief was overwhelming but he could not have been more ashamed of himself. He had wanted his bladder to go back to its normal size, there had been so much ache inside it, filled with so much urine, so much pressure, but he had never thought that it would happen in front of someone so senior from his office. It was only around a minute later that Nemali noticed what was happening and her eyes widened in shock, “Oh, dear lord!,” she gasped and her words made poor Suresh’s humiliation grow ten-fold. She covered her mouth in absolute shock when she saw the size of the puddle, unable to even comprehend how he had managed to hold so much inside him. “What is this Suresh?” she asked, barely able to control her laughter. It was so funny for her to watch a grown man like him wet his pants in front of her. She had not realized he had to go all this while but had thought that he was acting a bit wierd. Though it had shocked her completely, Nemali had secretly enjoyed watching Suresh’s massive accident at the door step. And though she had offered him a few words of comfort before making her exit, on her way back home, she could not stop smiling at the thought of how big his accident was. As she drove the car, she covered her laugh with her hand and her eyes went wide with shock as she evoked the accident in her mind again and again for her amusement. Suresh had found it difficult to come to terms with what had happened that evening. He couldn't shake off the embarrassment he felt at having wet his pants in front of the Chief Financial Officer of his company. Though he continued to work with the same passion, his relationship with Nemali became more formal and distant. He began to avoid her as much as possible, and it was clear that things would never be the same again between them. Suresh's resignation came as a surprise to many, but he knew that he needed to move on from this incident and start fresh. He joined a new company and threw himself into his work with renewed vigor, determined to prove his worth and rebuild his confidence. As for Nemali, she was sad to see Suresh go, but she understood his reasons for leaving. She hoped that he would find success and happiness in his new job and that they could continue to be friends. Years went by, and Suresh made a name for himself in the industry, earning a place for himself as one of the top sales consultants in the city. He had long forgotten about that fateful evening but deep down, he knew that it had changed him in ways he could never fully comprehend. Nemali on the other hand had been excited to have witnessed such a hot episode of a man’s big bladdered emergency, it was undoubtedly one of the most memorable moments of her life and she revisited the incident in her mind many times during the coming years for a good laugh when she was alone.

Here you go! Made a post with the same video with pictures in omorashi wetting experiences, enjoy! 20230225_163812.mp4

First time trying my hand on writing a story here, english is not my main language so feel free to correct my writing 😄 this is basically a compilation of weird dreams and ideas i put togheter into a hopefully coherent story. Luna is in her last year of highschool and is 18yo as are her classmates ____________________________________________________ Luna was eagerly packing her suitcase for the next day as she was going to go on the yearly school trip, it was different than the usual trip though. She didn't know the specifics wich was already weird in itself but the school managed to get into a program that would pay for the entire trip including the train to get there, but get this, they're going on a freaking luxury cruise? For a school trip?? Food and drinks included! At school she and some classmates looked up the cruiseship wich was called "Symphony of the Seas" and frankly it looked too good to be true. It seemingly had everything on board from several pools, theatres, laser tag, arcade, a whole shopping street and it even has its own ice rink! The price must be insane, so how come this all comes togheter for free for a school trip? The only thing she knew is that it was started up by a big pharmaceutical company that gathered a ton of funding for a new line of medicine, and the students got to test it while on the cruise. At first she and many others were skeptical but her parents went over the legal documents and had to sign some forms and nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary, the medication had been trough loads of testing phases already and this was a last mass testing phase of what should be the final product. There wasn't much more to it, she packed mostly summer clothing as the weather reports were mostly positive but on sea it can be alot colder sometimes so she did pack for colder weather just in case aswell (shorts, shirts, skirts and her favorite dress, one sweatpants, jeans, swimsuit, some winter clothing for the ice rink, pj's, etc.) The school had informed her they would travel from the school to the station but they would make the trip in school uniform so she laid it out for the next day paired with gray leggings to go under her uniforms skirt. _____________________________________ The next morning Luna quickly ate some cereal and made her way to her school, she met up with her best friend on their usual spot. Chloe joined the school just this year only a few months ago but they became best friends really quickly. "Hey Chloe, nice on time?" "You bet, not missing this for anything in the world!" "I can't decide what i want to check out first once we arrive there!" They continued chatting about what they were planning to do first once they got on the cruise ship, as other classmates started to join aswell, everyone was excited about this probably once in a life time cruise they'll get to experience! Everyone started to gather around as they started to take the short trip to the train station. Luna thought it would just be a regular commuter train but when they arrived at the platform they were surprised with one of those long distance, high speed and more comfort trains! As Chloe gasped and pointed, "What the hell Luna look, we're getting in on first class!" as the first classmates started to enter the train. "How is this all possibly free?" Luna answered, as other students were talking just as excited and surprised as they were. "What kind of backing does this company have to send this many people for free on this cruise with this amount of luxury?" as she pointed out, the amount of people in total would be high on that ship, and oh yes, the entire cruise ship was rented and as far as Luna knew, they were all going for free. "Must be a pretty damn good new medication they're working on, maybe they cured cancer or something?" Chloe half jokingly said. They got their seats, wich was a 4 seater, Luna got a seat at the window with her friend on the other window seat as 2 other classmates joined them, Vicky and Selena. They happily chatted along until the teacher started to hand out pamflets with more information about the actual program they were in, curiosity spiked among the group of students as they eagerly started reading what this was all about. It seemed the teacher was surprised as well because even they didn't know what this medication was all about. Excitedly Luna started reading the pamflet: "This is a mass test that will lay the foundation of a new type of medication that could be used for almost any virus and/or bacteria as well as many other illness, cancers as well as chronic diseases and even genetic disorders(!) "I can't believe it's even better than what i said" Chloe remarked, "this is world changing if this is true" The medication works in a fundamentally different way as this type can be modified for a specific illness, once it targets the cells, virus or bacteria that's causing the issue the drug will activate it's healing procedure, once it does it will start removing the bad cells and create new ones. So how will this procedure work? Well the body will very simply start to secrete the bad stuff as it usually does, by urinating. To make sure the medication works, hydrating alot is of utmost importance! A side effect of this medication is that it works as a diuretic, if you don't hydrate enough the medication will simply stop working. The ones you'll be testing will be test variants with no actual medication or effects aside from the diuretic. As we have tried to find different ways to minimize the diuretic effect but to no avail we have now tried this from a different perspective. More info will follow when you arrive on the ship, you will get handed over the first dose shortly before entering the ship." "Hold on..." Luna whispered to Chloe, "They said to pack extra undergarments and pants/skirts, are you thinking what i'm thinking?" "You think the drug would be that strong we could end up having accidents??" Chloe answered. Wich Vicky joined in "Well... i mean... if i'm not the only one... i guess a few accidents isn't too bad if you get a top of the line cruise for it, no?" "So we only have to be carefull to go to the toilet frequently enough? Yo i can live with that!" Selena said while laughing. "i thought we might get like crazy side effects bad enough we wouldn't be able to enjoy the cruise, atleast that was my worry and actual guess what was gonna happen." Luna quickly went over the contents of the pamflet again, rereading every detail and she had to agree with Chloe about the apparent expectation of accidents to happen. Luna shivered realising what this meant... you see, already from a very young age she was intrigued by wetting. Wether it was wetting herself or seeing someone else wet themselves. Luna is usually timid and a bit more on the shy nature wich made her overthink alot of stuff regularly, in contrast of Chloe who's rather bold most of the time. When she was little she every once in a while did small spurts in her panties when she was feeling more daring than usual, or she peed in her swimsuit in the garden when her parents weren't looking. But she never actually had a full on wetting as she was too scared... Except maybe on one occasion. When she and her parents where out for vacation during the holidays when she was only 11yo they had rented a bungalow in the forests in a small village covered in deep snow, on the last day she was playing outside in the snow and later started making a snowman. She couldn't not make a snowman with snow like this! She was wearing winter clothing with thick snowpants with an extra layer of pants, snowboots and everything, so she was warm and cozy at all times when playing outside. She was making good progress but it was alot of work as time passed by her urge to pee started to increase. As she had drunk enough liquid before coming outside and on top of that her mom surprised her with hot chocolate milk while playing outside and now she really started to feel it in her bladder. The thought came to her how nice it would be to maybe do a spurt in her panties, or perhaps a few spurts even? It would be covered by her snowpants anyway and now that she started thinking of it... it could be more than a few spurts as this was the last day of the holiday, they would return home in the early morning tomorrow. She felt more daring today, maybe it was the holidays and being in a good mood maybe? She would shower and dump her snowpants and other clothes in her suitcase anyway once she went inside, and when she got home she would unpack it herself and dump it in the laundry machine as she would normally do anyway... Luna was overthinking it like she always does, this always happened and she would always bail out by overthinking too much... she continued building her snowman wich was slowly getting close to completion after about another 15-20mins, but her need started to increase more and the idea of releasing some in her pants started to creep up again. Her plan was perfect, even if she peed quite a bit she would get away with it so why not do it? She would probably regret it anyway if she didn't. Luna started to relax her bladder but like usually nothing came out even though she had to pee pretty badly at this point, the habbit of being used to sit on a toilet to pee ofcourse... She started to fiddle around with the head of the snowman and giving him eyes while she continued to relax her bladder and started to feel she was getting closer to release. She gave her bladder a little push as just a few drops went into her panties. Feeling safe with her snowpants on she quickly went for another push as a spurt seeped in her panties, she sighed from the feeling of her crotch dampening. She enjoyed how good it felt and gave another push, but this one was a longer spurt into her pants with warmth spreading in her crotch. She sighed again. Enjoying and relishing the feeling she's getting from this, her bladder got the message and started giving in, she was still relaxing and just when her pee was about to come out on it's own she stopped it. She had peed enough to make her panties wet, and probably enough to make a visible wet patch on the pants she was wearing underneath. She felt like she could relax at any time and let more out. She was getting second thoughts now because she felt her crotch was warm and wetter than ever before, even though she was really loving this feeling. The fear of getting caught crept up to her. She went over the plan again as she continued building the snowman, after overthinking it once again she was sure she wouldn't get caught and her bladder was signaling it wanted release. Luna picked up the broom she found earlier in the basement and put it on the snowman as she slowly started to relax again "a bit more wouldn't hurt" she thought, but this time she could feel her pee about to come out on it's own and this time she wasn't planning on stopping it immediatly. She felt a small trickle escape. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she let the trickle become a stream, she could feel her crotch warm up as the wetness started to expand. When she could feel wetness going down on the inside of her pants about halfway down to her knee, she came back to her senses, panicked and stopped the stream. Although... she didn't want to stop it as it felt so good. Luna was breathing heavily, a bit shocked that she had in fact pissed her pants at this point! She could feel her butt being a bit wet aswell, She started blushing at this point. She quickly checked her crotch and legs for any visible signs, she didn't see any but she could definitely feel the wetness! And she would definitely get caught if she would remove her snowpants and her parents could see her wet pants underneat. She knew what she did was bad and she would get in trouble if her parents would find out but she enjoyed the feeling so much and it didn't feel like it should be a bad thing actually, pee isn't disgusting anyway, she learned in school that it's even sterile. She continued finishing the face of her snowman. After a couple of minutes had passed (she was taking her sweet time as she was more focused on the wetness in her pants) she was pretty much done with her snowman and was decorating it a little bit with a hat and some other stuff lying around, she still had to pee and the warmth in her pants had faded away to be replaced with coolness. "i'm still wearing wet pants anyway, why not just do a little bit more and warm them up again" she thought, "no sign of my parents anyway" Luna was getting more daring at this point, as she spread her legs apart. She relaxed her bladder and started to push again. She let out a short stream in her pants, feeling the familiar warmth in her crotch once more, it came out so much easier than before she thought. As she relished the feeling again. She let out another spurt and another longer one immediatly after as she felt the warmth spreading down her legs... But it felt so good that she didn't want to stop... Just as she ended her last spurt she gave in to the feeling and with another sigh she relaxed, and this time she wasn't sure if she wanted to stop the stream anymore. She felt a shiver going up her spine as she realised she was contemplating to fully pissing her pants now. As there was no other sound in the vicinity she could start hearing the clear hissing sound of her pissing her pants, She felt pee pooling up in her crotch and spreading to her butt before cascading down her legs, she completely succumbed and relished the feeling of the warm wetness spreading as she felt herself fully emptying her bladder in her pants. Standing with spread legs in the middle of the yard in the snow, she let out a barily audible "aaah" while standing next to her snowman. The hissing slowly died down and her stream subsided as she pushed out the last few drops of pee in her soaked panties, she shivered, feeling the warmth and wetness spread trough her pants, all the way down between and on the back of her legs, she could now feel alot more wetness in the front and on her butt aswell. "best feeling ever" she thought while she started to blush. Luna got a massive grin on her face as she realised what she had done, she couldn't believe she had completely pissed her pants like a toddler. It wasn't even an accident, she did it fully on purpose. She could've went inside at any moment and used the toilet, it's only 2 freaking doors! She closed her legs again and pressed them togheter a bit to feel the wetness, before starting to make her way to the front door of the bungalow. As she made her way inside the warmth in her pants was starting to fade away and so was her euphoric feeling, the fear of getting caught started creeping in... after all she didn't intend to fully wet herself at first... Very aware of her very wet and soaked pants but she had checked for any kind of wetness before coming in and luckily she couldn't find any signs, when she met her mom in the kitchen:"I finished the snowman! please go take a look and tell me what you think?" as her mom was doing the dishes and said: "sure sweety, why don't you take off those winter clothes and snowpants and go sit with your dad in the sofa, we're gonna start a movie in a little bit." Luna panicked and her mind started racing "Is it ok if i first take a quick shower so i can put on my pj?", wich her mom replied "hmm, you could do that later aswell sweety, i think i heard your dad saying you wanted a snowball fight with him before we go home? So why not take a shower after that" Luna's heart skipped a beat. "I think i'm done playing with snow for today mom" After a small silence wich felt like an eternity she replied with, "your loss sweety, you know we don't often have this chance, but sure go take a shower" Luna quickly bolted out of the kitchen for the bathroom and felt like she reached the finish line of "getting away with her soaking pants" she tought as she closed the door of the bathroom after her. Her mother continued putting away the dishes as she leaned a bit to the side and over the counter just as she did a few minutes earlier to glance out of the window, if she leaned in like this she could just see the snowman outside, what Luna didn't realise is that her mother did this from time to time to check up on her when she was building the snowman. She could swear she had seen her daughter zone out a couple of times and afterwards what seemed to be checking her crotch? It started to dawn on her when she saw her daughter put on the hat on the snowman, spread her legs and just stood there for atleast a minute, maybe two. She could swear, if she didn't know any better that her daughter had deliberately peed her pants while making that snowman. For that reason she mentioned to remove her winter clothing when she came inside to see her reaction, and her panicked reaction had pretty much confirmed her suspicion that her daughter had soaked her pants. She grinned but decided to pretend she didn't see anything. Kids...

Heya all, Vaine here. Phew, that's uhh, quite the title hmm? This is a story that I've had in my head for a long time. Since about 2015 I'd say. I'd never written it before cus well, it's fucking dark and highly sexual, something of which isn't allowed on most sites where you post stories. Anyway I'll just say that the biggest influences for this story are Overlord, Star Wars... and uh yeah I guess whatever has multiverses in it could be considered an influence as well. Although that's just some technology/lore within the story and not exactly influenced by anything specific. But anyway, this story is basically an "epic fantasy/sci-fi adventure" story, with sex scenes and pissing thrown in for good measure, along with other kinks. If you're looking for a quick fap or clit rub this probably isn't the tale for you. But if you want something a little more "serious" rooted in a crap-ton of lore then you may enjoy this. I will warn you all ahead of time. The start of this story is dark and deeply disturbing. It's not meant to be enjoyed in a sexual way although if you do I won't hold it against you. I asked the mods ahead of time if my story would be ok to post on here, since it features alot of graphic violence, at least early on. I got the go ahead from Kyuu so hopefully they won't get in trouble if this story does indeed get me into it lol. Either way if you're cool with that then I hope you enjoy this. I really care about this character, a lot, so much so that my profile is named after her, if you somehow didn't notice. I hope you'll enjoy the story as much as I will when I finally put it onto paper. Well, digital paper. ~ Much Love, Vaine Steele. Table of Contents Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4

View File EE-661 EE-661 - My younger sister’s private life peeing and leaking moments. Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 03/16/2023 Category JAV Collections  

I'll go first. I'm a 26 year old straight male for context. I'll start by telling you what my favorite flavor of omo is: genuine uncontrollable accidents brought on by a truly bursting bladder and no chance of using any facilities to relieve it! General naughtiness and power pissing work very well for me as a sort of foreplay, but if you make it the main event, I don't think you're into the same flavor of omo as I am. I'd plan so many things to do! Obviously the climax would be sex while bursting, but we've gotta do plenty of stuff before that! I'd start by announcing on the app that I'm using that I'm into pee desperation and bladder torture so the poor girl knows what she's getting herself into. Of course, we'd be strangers who met online and are curious about our pee fetish. I'd like for our first meeting to be late morning so we can have lunch and take full advantage of the unlimited refills offered by whatever restaurant we visit. After lunch, we'd probably go to a park or something where we can be outdoors but still be able to slip away into rather thin privacy for when the moment arrives! I'd just love to go bird spotting, dog petting, and just general outdoor socializing while our bladders fill to dangerous capacities! Since I've got a bladder of steel, I'm sure she'd burst before me, and we could make this into a power pissing show! When she truly can't wait anymore, we'll diverge from the trail we're on and hide behind some shrubs or whatever while she demonstrates just how far she can send her stream into the air! Then we'd head back to a cheap hotel room with two beds where we can do as much damage as we want to the bed and all we'd have to worry about is a cleaning fee. A pool is a must, since we'd bring sports drinks and hit the pool all afternoon! Lots of flirting, feeling each other up, but no nudity or sex yet for obvious reasons. For an evening dinner, I'm thinking an outdoor restaurant with the wooden overhangs and lanterns all over! We'd once again take full advantage of the unlimited refills and drink as much as we safely can! Once done with dinner, we'd drive back to the hotel with our rapidly filling bladders! I'm aware I'd likely have to drink at least a large bottle of water ahead of time to get my bladder truly full before my partner bursts all over the floor... One of the cons of a steel bladder that holds almost 2L... Arriving back at the hotel, we'd watch TV and engage in massages, followed by teasing and a lengthy foreplay session as we reach max capacity! Once we truly can't wait another second, I'd coat my dick in aphrodisiac lube and send my throbbing dick the whole way in! Neither of us are allowed to pee until we both orgasm together, resulting in the ultimate synchronous peegasm that I've only ever managed to experience once... Although I get peegasms rather regularly, it's a matter of compatibility to get a woman to peegasm with you. I've gotten lucky with this once when casual dating about a year ago... Just because we've peegasm'd doesn't mean we're done! We're gonna keep having sex until our bladders are empty! Given the fact that I'd just peed inside this girl, I'd have a vaginal cleaner ready to go. Don't want her getting an infection from any urine left up in there... Then we'd shower and take the other bed for a good night's sleep. What happens next is up to us. If she wants to stay together, that's AWESOME! If not, oh well, it was technically a casual service. Thank you for reading. I'd love to hear about your current fantasies! No need to match my flavor of omo, just be yourselves in your responses! Daredare205's best!

I am turned on by girls peeing standing up, especially when they are desperate and find relief and joy in it. Whether it's in a urinal, bush, or into a toilet, please share with me! I prefer artwork, but if you have a good animation, feel free!

Hi everyone, I'm new on the forums but have always been into female desperation and wetting. If you haven't already done so you can read my introduction about my interests and why I decided to join here: In this post I'll try and recount some of the desperation experiences from my first girlfriend - let's call her Louise - and share them as best I can. Please bear in mind that although everything I post will be 100% real, this stuff happened a long time ago so my memory on some of the very specific details is lacking in places. Louise and I got together when were in 6th form college and were both in our late teens. She was reasonably tall, definitely over average height for a girl, and of medium build. She had long brown hair that came down well below her shoulders, and a juicy round butt (or what she called her 'fat arse'!) We were both into what would be deemed alternative / punk music and went to a lot of gigs, and her style was definitely more punky / rock / skate chic than mainstream fashion and it suited her. She had medium sized breasts (B to C cup) and was quite attractive overall. A few months into our relationship I had started to stay over at her place on occasional nights (we both still lived with our patents houses at this stage). On one of these nights I was more than surprised to discover that she had a plastic sheet on her bed. Now for someone who had always been incredibly turned on by thoughts of female desperation and wetting (including bedwetting) this was incredibly exciting and unexpected! But I was also more than embarrassed at the thought of ever sharing this fetish with anyone and the idea of anyone finding out about it was mortifying to me, so I didn't really know what to do with this new information! I obviously decided to take a bit of a chance because I asked her about the plastic sheet. Thankfully she didn't seem too phased by my question (she probably knew I'd discover the sheet seeing as I was spending a lot of time there) and told me casually that she used to frequently wet the bed and only stopped when she was about 13. Discovering that my girlfriend wet the bed well into high school definitely turned me on, but it didn't really answer the question as to why she still needed the sheet now that she was 17 or 18. Her reply was along the lines of "oh I still can't be trusted!" which implied to me that occasional bed wettings were still very much a possibility! Wow! I had grown up obsessed with the idea of girls wetting themselves and now I had my very own girlfriend who not only used to wet the bed but decided she wasn't quite ready to sleep without a protective sheet! As exciting as all this was to me, I never was lucky enough to witness her actually wetting the bed, even though she obviously thought this was still very much a risk. Maybe she had finally grown out of it by the time we got together, or maybe she was just extra careful not to drink too much fluid on the nights I stayed over, and it still happened occasionally when I wasn't there, but either way it definitely got my attention! Before too long Louise went off to university in a different part of the country, but we kept the relationship alive by seeing each other virtually every weekend. Some weeks I would drive to see her, and other weeks she would catch the train to come and stay with me at my parents house. The journey was between 2 and 3 hours in total, and I would collect her from the train station, which itself was about a 15 minute drive from home. Almost without fail I would pick her up from the station and she would announce that she was "absolutely dying to pee". The train station had toilets, but she said she didn't like to use them because they were 'gross', instead preferring to wait until we got back to the house. Needless to say this was a real bonus for me, because it was a guaranteed 15+ minutes of desperation that I got to witness up close as we drove back, and it happened every few weeks! The best part is that she made very little attempt to hide just how desperate she was. Usually around halfway back she would jam her hand in her crotch while sitting in the passenger seat and start squirming around, while muttering things like "oh god I really have to pee" which drove me wild, and I'd be driving home incredibly turned on by the spectacle. Her mannerism during these 'performances' was hard to put into words, but struck me as a mixture of innocence and immaturity, and she seemed almost child like in the way that she would be grabbing at her crotch in a desperate bid to prevent an accident. When we pulled up at the house she would invariably make a dash inside, throw her bag on the floor and run straight into the bathroom. It was a small house, and my bedroom was right next to the bathroom, so you could hear what was happening in there if you were paying attention (which I most definitely was). She usually wore jeans and a belt with a chunky metal clamp on the front, which was very noisy and jangly when being undone in a hurry. I can vividly recall the sounds of her frantically undoing her belt the second after slamming the door shut, and desperately getting her jeans and panties down before it all came gushing out. The very SECOND those jeans were pulled down I would hear the strongest, loudest hiss of a stream start up as she was finally able to release her pee, followed a split second LATER by the sound of her backside hitting the toilet seat. She would almost always be peeing before she actually sat down! My mind couldn't help but think about the possibility that she had released some pee before she got her panties down, or maybe leaked a little bit she was holding herself in the car. I made it my mission to very discreetly find out. Louise slept in a tight satin nightdress. She had one in pink and one in black and looked incredibly sexy in both. She would often get changed for bed before going into the bathroom to brush her teeth, leaving the underwear she had worn that day in her small overnight bag next to my bed. I was FAR too curious and excited to resist finding her underwear in these few moments that I had by myself to see if she had leaked or had a small accident earlier in the day, but I knew I always had to be quick to avoid being caught! She often wore a thong rather than full panties or knickers, although she did wear those sometimes. I can't recall in detail, although she definitely had a beige satin thong, and one that was purple and black. But whatever she had been wearing, it almost always smelt of pee when she took it off. Sometimes, but not always, there would be a very definite damp patch in the crotch of her underwear - the sight, touch and smell of which was just incredible. So she very definitely leaked quite often when she was desperate, which might have explained all the crotch holding, and perhaps those gushing streams in the bathroom were starting just a little bit before she was able to get her pants down after all - It was almost too good to be true! Her desperation wasn't just reserved for those drives home from the train station either. Very often when we were just relaxing around the house she'd suddenly find herself in a desperate state - perhaps we'd been watching a film or playing a game or something else she didn't want to interrupt - and she'd suddenly announce at the end that she was absolutely busting. Now the house only had one bathroom, and sometimes when she'd suddenly realise or announce that she was desperate the bathroom would be occupied. This would lead to her hopping around my bedroom in discomfort, usually while holding herself between the legs, and often in a state of semi-undress. It would be hard to script a scene that was sexier than that! On one of these very occasions she was clearly in a bit more discomfort than usual, even for her, and to make it worse someone was using the bath and the toilet would therefore be out of bounds for a while longer. She told me she couldn't hold it much longer and simply had to pee, so I suggested we walk to the local pub where she could use their toilet. Obviously a part of me was hoping she wouldn't make it, I think my mind would have exploded if I had witnessed her having a full blown accident, but as strong as my desperation and wetting fetish is, I also don't like to see people I care about in genuine distress, so the rational and compassionate part of me just wanted her to be comfortable and happy as always. It's an internal conflict that I'm sure a few people on here might be able to relate to. I accompanied her to the pub - about a 10 minute walk - and she made it inside and was finally able to go. No dramas. Or so I thought. We didn't stay for a drink or anything and walked straight back once she was done. About halfway home, completely unprompted she said to me "hmm... I think I might have weed a bit in my pants." Through a later discussion - the details of which I don't clearly remember due to the amount of time that has passed - Louise told me that when women are desperate to pee they always leak a little bit, which was news to me! I can't help but think she wasn't speaking on behalf of all women there, but she was clearly speaking from her own experience of regularly having slightly damp underwear! I'll leave it there for now as this post is already a lot longer than I had planned. There are plenty more pee/desperation memories to recall from my time with Louise, including a suspected wetting on a camping trip, a very desperate public pee, a nearly made it story in her uni halls and a laundry basket where I couldn't help taking a quick rummage (and got rewarded) - watch out for part 2 coming soon!

View File CESD-796 CESD-796 - I'm Sorry For Wetting Myself, But It Felt So Good... Manami Oura CESD-796-01 - A desperate woman sits at her desk and holds it for as long as she can before getting up and wetting herself infront of her coworker. CESD-796-02 - The actress sits on a couch and plays with herself until she starts spraying piss everywhere. CESD-796-03 - The actress wearing something sexy pulls her panties to the side and pees on the floor. CESD-796-04 - The actress sits on a couch while a man uses a vibrator to make her wet herself/piss/squirt multiple times. CESD-796-05 - The actress talks to the camera for a little bit before pulling her panties to the side and peeing on the camera. Screenshots are in order of the files CESD-796 Uncut contains everything above plus sex Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 03/13/2023 Category JAV Collections  

View File CESD-913 CESD-913 I'm Sorry, I Felt So Good I Wet Myself…Erika Sazanami CESD-913-01 - A desperate woman gets locked outside the bathroom and wets herself. CESD-913-02 - The actress sits on a couch and plays with herself until she starts pissing on the floor. CESD-913-03 - The actress desperate to pee pulls up her night gown and pees on the floor. CESD-913-04 - The actress sits on a couch while a man uses multiple vibrators to make her piss/squirt multiple times. CESD-913-05 - The actress talks to the camera for a little bit before pulling her panties to the side and peeing on the camera. Screenshots are in order of the files CESD-913 Uncut contains everything above plus sex Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 03/13/2023 Category JAV Collections