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  1. Needing Neta Neta loved community nursing. and had been diligently doing the job for many years. Today was just another day at work as she finished her weetbix, drank her mug of tea, and headed out to her company car. She drove the short journey to her base community hospital and parked in her usual spot, only then noticing something unusual with one of her tyres. Once in the office Neta mentioned to a colleague whilst they had a quick cuppa before setting out on their rounds. Kane put his coat on and walked Neta to the car park with his coffee in hand. ‘Looks like a nail to me. You’d better call head office and see what they suggest. I’m guessing they’ll need that tyre changed pronto.’ ‘I’ll go phone then just now. They should be open now it’s gone 8:30. Thanks. Have a good shift!’ So Neta headed back inside and called head office who, as predicted, instructed Neta to take the car to the nearest branch of Speedy Repairs where they had a company account. They would reschedule someone else to do her visits meantime and once back on the road she could call back in and they’d let her know what clients to go to then. Keen to get back to work Neta drove the company car off to the nearest Speedy Repairs in the next town and walked to the counter. She explained about the nail and the company account and was told to sit and wait as the car was placed in a queue to be looked at. Neta sat in the busy waiting room, conscious her body was touching the people either side of her and promising herself (for the hundredth time) that she really must join that weight watchers group. She looked around the open room looking at the cars on every ramp and men in overalls changing tyres and exhausts as efficiently as she changed dressings and removed stitches. She wondered if something practical like this would be more suitable for her teenage son who wasn’t doing as well at school as she’d hoped he would. Half an hour passed and her company car still sat where she had parked it on arrival. She checked her work mobile phone and text Kane to let him know she was at the garage after all and hoped his shift wasn’t as boring as hers was. He didn’t reply but then she expected that as he was probably in someone’s house working. Neta read every poster in the waiting room as she people watched professionals on laptops working away, parents of young children struggling to entertain them, an older couple half dozing watching the small Tv in the corner and the doors on either side opening and closing non stop as workers in overalls answered phones and dealt with customers. Neta felt a niggle from her bladder as a woman in her thirties placed a cup under a water dispenser and filled it with cold water. The waiting room was so busy though that the thought of getting up to pee then having to stand for hours waiting without a seat didn’t appeal at all, so she ignored it and turned to see if her car was still were she left it. Sadly it was. The clock seemed to be stuck and time moving so slowly but finally by 9:55, over an hour after arriving, Neta heard the familiar sound of her car engine and turned to see a young man reversing her car into a free ramp area. Neta watched on as he called a colleague over and they chatted about her tyre and walked around her car. A minute later one of them entered the desk area and shouted out her car registration. Neta stood and made her way over to the desk, gravity pushing her heavy bladder down and making her realise she should pee pretty soon. ‘It’s definitely needing replaced mam. Your rear offside tyre is also below the recommended tread too so we recommend that’s replaced too.’ Neta subtly crossed her legs lightly as she took this news on board. ‘So do I inform head office or you? It’s been years since I’ve dealt with this and not sure how it works?’ ‘No worries mam. We’ll call your head office and as soon as we get approval we’ll get this sorted today for you. I’ll just call them now. If you just wait a moment in case they need any employee details from you that would be great.’ Neta wanted to say ‘could I just use the ladies first’ but somehow before she could even open her mouth the man was dialling the phone. Neta moved from one foot to the other, suddenly much more aware of a strong tingling and pressure between her upper thighs. She looked around for toilets as she heard the phone ringing at head office. They seemed to be taking forever to answer and Neta hoped they wouldn’t take long to agree the repair. For some strange reason her body had went from hardly being aware of her bladder to feeling it pounding for release very quickly. Finally the phone answered and Neta bounced every so slightly on her heels as she heard the type repair employee give details of her company car, the tyre sizes and prices and the reason for the repair. Neta’s mind was racing not just because she hated speaking to head office but because she had finally seen a small sign for customer toilets which had sent her bladder into overdrive wanting release. She crossed her legs again trying to hide the fact she would much prefer to be in the ladies than waiting to speak on the phone, but none the less remained professional when the receiver was passed over and she told the manager her employee details to confirm she had the authority to be using the company car. Neta handed the phone back to the staff member as he nodded his head after a brief conversation then hung up the phone. ‘Great. All agreed. Now let me just check if we have these tyres in stock mam.’ Neta hoped this wouldn’t take long. The sign for the toilets was taunting her now and she was rubbing her thighs together as discreetly as she could. Some clicks of a computer later and a sigh from the staff member and Neta was about to ask if she could ‘just nip to the loo for a minute’ when she suddenly lost her confidence as another car registration was called out and a man in a suit walked up to the desk standing right beside Neta. Thrown off track somewhat Neta took a moment to register what the staff member was saying to her when he apologised and said they had none of her tyres in stock but they would be delivered within the next hour if she would kindly wait. Neta sighed quietly but nodded and said ‘no problem’ before nervously walking away from the desk and heading in the direction of the bathrooms. Neta opened the first door to see a small corridor with three more doors marked ‘gents’, ‘ladies’ and ‘disabled.’ Away from anyone else she moved much more now, dancing with anticipation as she pulled the handle of the ladies to push it open. The door wouldn’t open. She tried again. And again. Bursting ,she tried the disabled toilet. It was locked too. Shaking she even tried the gents, but alas it was locked too. Neta grabbed herself and bent forward, hoping no-one would open the door to the corridor. She needed to ask for the keys and had to get composed before she did so. That was easier said than done with a full bladder though! She eventually pulled the door open and walked back to the desk where the gentleman who had been standing beside her earlier was now alone with a man in his twenties in an overall serving him. Neta bit her lip while she waited a step of two behind the man, lightly moving from foot to foot tightening her muscles to keep her bladder at bay. The employee was on the phone again, then on the computer and then talking with the customer. Neta couldn’t remain still and raised one leg behind her then lowered it then raised the other. She needed the key to the bathrooms urgently! Five minutes passes and Neta was sweating. She was jiggling her legs around and it was getting more and more obvious she had to pee. She took a deep breathe and interrupted the employee. ‘Excuse me. Sorry to interrupt, but is there a key I could have to the toilets please?’ Started, the employee broke from his conversation with the male customer and turned to a key box behind the counter where he seemed to search for a set of keys. ‘Are you sure they are not open mam? I’ll need to find the manager if they are still closed. They keys are not sitting here where they should be.’ Neta knew her face was red but despite the embarrassment she felt the pressure in her bladder was screaming at her more and she wanted to scream. Instead she calmly replied: ‘They are definitely locked. I can see you are busy but if you could get the keys I would really appreciate it. Thanks.’ What Neta didn’t expect was the reaction of the male customer in front who hadn’t appreciated being interrupted. ‘With all due respect madam, I have been waiting over an hour to be served already and I have urgent meetings to attend. Please wait your turn like everyone else. Do you think because you work in public service that that entitled you to preferential service? It’s my taxes paying you so just want until I am finished ok!’ Neta wanted to yell back in his face but not only was he taller than she was by quite some way and clearly angry but she had interrupted his conversation and she already had a major internal battle of her own taking up all her energy too. She stepped back, bending forwards slightly and looked away, struggling to remain composed and in control. She just wanted to use the bathroom and only needed a key. She muttered in frustration ‘I just really need a pee.’ Her frustrated mutter once again caught the attention of the businessman in front who continued his transaction paying for his service and as he waited for his receipt he turned and looked down at Neta as she stood crosses legged and biting her lips: ‘I don’t really care if you need the toilet or not. You wait your turn like everyone else.’ Then he turned and walked to his car and drove off leaving a waiting room full of people looking in Neta’s direction, all now very aware of her struggle. Neta wanted the floor to swallow her up. The company employee looked a little embarrassed himself and quietly apologised before saying quietly ‘I’ll go see if I can find those keys for you. Sorry to have kept you waiting.’ Neta tried waiting at the desk, her hand leaning on it as her leg tapped rhythmically. But when another urge hit hard she found herself really struggling as she moaned and giggled in desperation. ‘God this is ridiculous. They supply coffee and water and tea but don’t even unlock the bloody toilets. I’ve been here well over an hour now. Come on!’ Through the doors Neta watched as the young man who had just spoken to her was speaking to someone else. He seemed to check his pockets then pointed to another man again. Meanwhile all eyes were on Neta in her navy nurses uniform and flat black shoes, an older, overweight woman acting like a young child because she really needed to use the restroom. Neta gripped the counter and tightened every muscle as another urge hit. ‘There was bursting and then there was bursting’, she thought. Today she was definitely BURSTING! Finally the young man came back with a set of keys and Neta walked briskly behind him as she headed to the corridor with the toilets in. ‘So sorry about this man. Dave usually unlocks these first thing but he must have got distracted this morning. I don’t usually do this so hopefully I can work out which key is which.’ Now in the corridor away from praying eyes (apart from the young male employee who was looking at the keys and facing the door to the ladies) Neta marched on the spot as she leaned back against the wall and grabbed herself between the legs. ‘Sorry for interrupting you earlier. I’ve been here ages and waiting until I was bursting then the doors were locked and oh God I so need to pee it’s not even funny. This is so embarrassing!’ Neta watched in frustration as the first key went in but didn’t turn. She bent forward and held herself tighter willing herself to hold another minute longer. ‘Oh my God I’m nearly pissing myself here! This is just so embarrassing.’ ‘I’m so sorry mam. I’m going as quick as I can.’ A second key went into the lock and this time it turned. As the door opened Neta ran in pushing last the employee dropping her handbag at his feet which prevented him closing the door. Neta grabbed at her navy nurses skirt, scrunching it up quickly and pulling at her underwear and flesh tights as pushed open the first cubicle with her bum and squatted hovering over the pan, the cubicle door wide open as light yellow liquid squirted with force out of between Neta’s legs into her pants and tights before Neta could fully pull them down enough. With the key still in the door and Neta’s hand bag on the floor right in front of him the young employee found himself gapping mouthed as he stood frozen to the spot, his hand on the key waiting to pull it out and his feet weighted by Neta’s bag, as a large beautiful lady peed an ocean right in front of his eyes. As Neta continued peeing hard and fast she yanked at her tights and knickers to pull them finally away and as her eyes raised she drew eyes with the employee who stood right in front of her just feet away gaping in shock at what he was seeing. ‘I....I couldn’t wait. So....sorry’ Embarrassed by his own reaction the young man finally turned away, pulling the key out the lock and bend down to pick up Neta’s bag from his feet whilst the splashing of Neta’s long pee echoed throughout the room. Without realising what he was doing the man took a step back and allowed the door to close to give Neta privacy before suddenly realising he was stood there in the ladies instead of outside in the corridor! ‘Oh madam! I am so sorry about this. I’ll just go right now. I...em....I forgot the door shut this way..and er....’ Neta laughed as urine still poured out her at force, splashing loudly in the toilet. ‘It’s ok. You couldn’t check on the other cubicle could you? There isn’t any toilet paper left in this one and I’m going to need some in a second. Thanks!’ Trying his best not to look at her, yet utterly transfixed at the same time, the young employee pushed open the adjacent cubicle and pulled out a handful of toilet paper, amazed at how little was in that cubicle too. He handed it to Neta, who was still stood hovered over the toilet, her wet pants and tights glistening with pee and drips still falling from between her legs. Assuming she was finally finished the young man walked out the cubicle and pushed the door over as another loud bush could be heard again. ‘God I needed that soooo much. What a relief!’ The man slid Neta’s handbag with his feet over towards the sink then slipped out of the ladies and headed back to the front desk unlocking the gents and disabled toilets on his way. He needed to concentrate on work because his heart was racing and his own work overalls felt incredibly tight somehow in his own crotch area especially. As he headed to the desk a driver arrived for him to sign a delivery. He signed and walked out to the van and unloaded the tyres and exhaust parts smiling as he did. The next he saw Neta was when he called her car registration some half hour or so later to say her new types had been fitted and she was good to go. There was something about the way she looked at him and the spark in her eye as he handed her her keys. His heart was still pounding and another part of him was too. As soon As Neta left he watched as she drove away before slipping to the bathroom himself. He’d held off for half an hour but if he didn’t get relief now he was afraid he might burst in his boiler suit. He needed to use a cubicle for once and that just heightened his memory from earlier too.
  2. My town has a modest sized mall. By this point two of the anchor stores have closed and the inside has many empty storefronts, but what it still there is a decent escape to spending more money than you wanted. Like almost any mall there is a food court. After sitting empty for an entire year, the largest restaurant space re-opened as an A&W. If you don't know what A&W is, it's basically trying to be an orange colored rip-off of Culver's. If you don't know what Culver's is, then you're not from the midwest and I feel bad for you. But really, it's just some very average burger and fries type of place but their not very common here in Minnesota and even more, it's right in town. This was a year ago, my wife and I had only been married for about five months. I still remember the day fondly. We decided we were going to check out the new A&W and then walk around the mall a bit and maybe even run some errands. My wife looked amazing. It was the middle of August, in Minnesota this is basically the last of the hot weather before it gets ridiculously cold. She had on a pair of black jeans that hugged her figure. Her wide thighs had every curve highlighted from the form fitting shape, and the large, smooth curves of her butt were tightly wrapped into the black denim. They were tight on her butt that you could clearly see the outline of her underwear through them, and more so they were heavily contoured to the individual curves of each of her butt cheeks. She wore her new tortoise shell glasses and an mustard yellow crop top that day, it wasn't cropped too high and exposed a very modest amout of her midriff. I had convinced her not to wear a bra out so her breasts truly were flopping around everywhere. She was looking fine as fuck and I had already been feeling her legs up during the car ride over as she was driving. Once we got to the mall my wife had to pee. She Snapchatted me a picture of her on the toilet while I was waiting for her that really turned me on. We were out in public so I was trying my best not to be fully torqued. Unfortunately, the rest of the night would indeed leave me trying to hide the fact that I was most certainly fully torqued. Like I said before the food from A&W is average at best, their root beer floats are the only thing worth it. I don't remember the exact details of my wife's order but I can tell you it was a burger of questionable quality. I didn't think anything of the food she ate at the time, mostly because she drank a huge ass root beer float and I was excited for when she would have to pee from it. The only real reason the mall is even open is because one of its anchor stores is a Target. That brings in almost all the traffic really. It was a typical busy Saturday day there. The two of us we perusing the wax melts when my wife, who was pushing the cart, stopped suddenly. She took a quick look behind to make sure no one was there and said to me, "Heh, put your hand on my butt, quick." I, being the horn dog I am, politely took her up on the other. Right as my hand felt the curve of her butt, she ripped a massive fart, I felt it go through my fingers. It was very stinky and she immediately started walking away. "There's gonna be a lot more where that came from. You better get ready for me to crop dust all these aisles. My stomach feels a little weird." I was so aroused, but I tried to keep my composure. Several more times, she ripped very bubbly and smelly farts as we walked through the store. We probably meandered around for about 20 minutes before headed over to the self checkouts. As we were making our way over to an open machine my wife said to me, "Uuf Da. I think all my farts were holding a shit back. Now that I let them all out I can feel it starting to come down. You should bag this stuff up quickly so I can get home." My wife's second mistake was telling me to move with some urgency, her first was definitely eating A&W. She gave me shit for intentionally taking my sweet time and we headed out. We had to walk through to the entire other side of the building to get to our car. About half way there my wife started holding my hand way too tightly, and starting to walk ahead of me. "Come on, don't walk so slow. I wanna get home." "Why is that?" I asked. "Uhhh, no reason. Absolutely no reason at all." She nervously was playing with one of the curls of her hairs as we stepped out into the parking lot. "Can I drive?" I asked. I should point, I only have a learner's permit. My wife is teaching me how to drive and often lets me drive us places. "Ugh. No, not this time. Just let me drive." Of course, I protested. "Sure. So I'm just never gonna get my license I guess since I have nobody else to help me practice." She took the bait perfectly. "Alright, alright, you can drive. Please just drive normal, do drive slow." I put our purchases in the trunk and buckled up. As my wife buckled her belt her exposed stomach gurgled a little. She looked at me with puppy dog eyes. "I really have to poop. Like, seriously dude, I feel it poking my butthole. Can you please just go home the quick way?" "Alright, fine. But you have to tell me how bad it is while I'm driving." My wife looked genuinely relived, "I can do that! Maybe it'll distract me from the massive turd in my butt right now." I went off her as I started driving home. "It's not diarrhea?" "No actually, I can tell. It's a really big turd and it's super uncomfortable." "Mmmmm, very nice. What are you doing to hold it?" "Oh god, don't make me tell you." I immediately started driving slower. "It's embarrassing!" "Oh whoops I think my foot skipped off the gas a little.' "Fine, only because I love you. I'm having an urge right now and it's very bad. I can feel it trying to come out and I'm clenching my butthole really tight! God, and I keep clenching my butt cheeks together really hard. I'm glad I'm sitting down because it's helping me hold it in. Now drive!" Her descriptions were really getting me, as these kids say, hot and bothered. Every red light and stop sign I was glancing over at my wife's curves in her black jeans. Thankfully we don't live super far away. I opened the truck and went to grab the stuff we bought, which she quickly ran to the front door waiting for me. "Come on you slow bastard, some of us have to take a shit here!" "You know your letting me watch." I said as I unlocked the door. She quickly untied her Doc Martin's "Yeah I don't care, but I'm going now! I can't hold it in anymore!" I quickly followed behind her, watching her butt with every step, every jiggle, into the bathroom. I was very turned on by watching her unbutton her black jeans and swiftly pull them down to her knees in one motion. As she sat down, immediately I started to hear the loud crackling and squishing of her poop coming out. Several turds splashed into the water and the stench radiated in the entire small bathroom, and into my nostrils. "Hold on, I have to push for this last one." I started rubbing my erection quite nicely as my wife, with a few very cute gasps, pushed out the last turn with the very loud and airy fart. The bathroom smelled terrible, but it was very pleasant for me. I was so turned on thinking about how cute my wife was on the toilet, thinking about how such a cute, short woman took such a disgusting and smelly shit, it was pure ecstasy. My wife left me take a quick peek at all her poop and shitty toilet paper in the bowl before she flushed it down. I wish I could have jacked off looking at it, but she still hasn't let me do that one yet. She felt much better afterward, but still had many more farts inside her, of which I got to enjoy her ripping them all night. That's certainly not the most desperate to poop my wife has been, I'm saving that story for when the time is right . But, that said, she did tell me it was very difficult to hold it in all the same.
  3. I’m not sure if we can post messing stories here but i know there are people interested in poop accidents as well. This is the story of my only real poop accident past my childhood age and it was mortifying for me. I was 12 years old but I remember it very clearly. My parents, my sister and me were visiting four of our relatives and we were all walking in the city. We got to a playground which me and my sister played on and the grown-ups were all standing around and talking to one another. I noticed I really had to poop but I kept ignoring my need and continued playing. I realized I couldn’t make it much longer but I was still too shy to walk up to all the grown-ups and tell them I had to go the bathroom now. And I wanted to let them talk, I didn’t want to disturb their conversation. Suddenly I slowly felt poop coming out and I really couldn’t hold on anymore so some poop made its way into my pants. And since there was already poop in my pants and I knew I couldn’t hide it anyway I decided to push everything out into my pants. I involuntarily peed a bit while doing it too. It felt really good to be finally able to go after having to hold on so long. I really went alot, my pants were totally full when I was done. After this act, I started blushing when I realized that now I had to own up and tell my parents. I decided to just tell them to just get it over with, since they would find out anyway. I awkwardly waddled towards the group and they noticed what I did before I even said anything. My mom asked me „Did you poop your pants“ and I just nodded. She got kind of annoyed and asked me: „Why didn’t you tell us you had to go?“ Her being disappointed about it made me upset too and I started stammering and said „I didn’t really notice I had to go that badly. I didn’t mean to…“ and I suddenly started crying. Her seeing me cry probably triggered her motherly instinct and she gave me a hug and whispered into my ear: „It’s ok. I understand. Let’s go find a place where you can clean up.“ My younger sister thought it was really funny that I pooped my pants and laughed at me but my dad and my relatives saw I was very upset so they didn’t comment anything negatively. My mom took my hand and we started looking for places with public toilets for me. She asked a few stores but they didn’t end up having public toilets. So I ended up having to walk 20 minutes through the city with full pants. My walk was very awkward and many people noticed me along the way. I cried all the way even though everyone was trying their best to comfort me to make me stop crying. We finally got to a Italian restaurant that let us use their bathroom. What sucks is that the waiter also noticed what I did and also asked me directly „Did you poop your pants?“ just like my mom asked me. I didn’t reply but hearing his remark made me cry again. My mom escorted me to the bathroom but I went into a stall on my own and tried to dump my poop from my pants into the toilet. After 20 minutes I still wasn’t done cleaning up but my parents called me and told me we wanted to leave. My underwear was a complete mess but I wasn’t sure if I should throw it away or not so I just put on my soiled underwear and pants, zipped up my zipper and left the bathroom. My pants were stained and there was a brown spot on the back of my pants so literally could have seen what I did. Luckily my parents accepted to take me home instead of continuing to walk through the city with my relatives. But I still had to walk all the way back. When we made it to our family car (My relatives went home in their own car) I was very quiet the entire ride. I remember my sister complaining about the smell and we had to open the car windows. When I finally got home, I took off my clothes and washed them and I took a bath which finally calmed me down a bit. But when it was time to sleep I got sad again and asked my parents if I could sleep in their bed with them that night and they let me. When I was lying in bed with them they reassured me again that it was ok to have an accident and that I shouldn’t beat myself up over it. I apologized to them for ruining the evening but they comforted me and told me I didn’t ruin it and that we wanted to leave anyway. After a lot of comforting I managed to finally sleep. The next day I already felt somewhat better. But what also sucked is that in the next couple days my parents made sure to often keep asking me if I had to use the bathroom and I hated that they had to keep asking this because it embarrassed me and made me feel like a toddler. But I understand why they did it. They weren’t trying to embarrass me, they were just trying to prevent another accident. And after all I really did have an accident that night, so I really couldn’t complain. So this is my memory, fellow omo-lovers. It is a 100% real story, and it was my only real poop accident after I grew out of having daytime accidents as a small child. That’s why I remember it so clearly. But now, many years later, I don’t feel bad about this experience anymore. I think no one really judged me for it so it was fine afterwards. At the time I felt helpless and miserable but now looking back at it I think it’s kinda cute that it happened.
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  10. Definitely one of the better bedwetting drawings I've found!

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  14. Well again I was out today since 9:30 in the morning I drank one whole 500 ml drink than left to go and fetch the items I needed to get I had to go to 4 different shops to get all the items I needed but didn’t realise they were all shut until 10:30. luckily the drive took about that long but that’s when I started to feel the effects of the drink but I ignored it I decided to get the hardest item first which was a washing machine as my old one packed up after that was out the way. I went home to clear up car space forgetting about my urge I drank another cup full than I left straight away to go to the next shop which about 10 minutes into the journey a sudden wave of desperation hit but I continued to hold on well once I got to the shop the urge was strong but didn’t want to show that in public so I continued as normal once I was done fetching the items I quickly paid for them than rushed back to the car just stuffing the items in at that point I was bursting I started to drive off when about 5 minutes into the drive I felt a leak escape after that point I knew I could no longer hold on so I just let go soaking everything around me the relieve felt so great but I was a little embarrassed though. (sorry if it don’t have enough detail this is my second proper post and if the title not good)
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