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  1. I had tried this topic before, but something happened like some of my responses wouldn't post until after others had replied, so I'll try this one more time. This may not work because I don't know how realistic this scenario really is, but it's worth a try. As some of you may know, boys can generally get in and out of the bathrooms pretty quickly (sometimes as quickly as 20 or 30 seconds), but it's not as easy for girls because there might be a long line and you don't know what's going on. They have to undo pants, and don't know if they have to do #1 or #2 or both. At the very least, you can pretty much guarantee that it will take each girl a minimum of a minute to get into the stall, do their business, and exit the stall. You may also know that some schools may not let people be late to school or a given class, or use the bathroom during class. So, I thought I'd spell out the general rules before asking questions for the interactive story. 1) There are five minutes between classes, and 50 minute class periods. 2) Can’t be late, and can’t use the restroom during class without some sort of disciplinary action, and asking the teacher to use the restroom before class will not work. 3) There are three toilets available in each girls bathroom (and there are either two or three total sets of restrooms in the building, not counting the nurse's restroom or the gym locker rooms. Exact number will be determined later). 4) There are at least 800 students in this school (and at least 400 of them are girls). There may be more depending on what we decide the grade distribution is (see below). 5) There is a tall, skinny blonde girl (probably more than one) that really needs to pee during one of the passing periods between classes. 6) This girl in question arrives at the restroom closest to her next class somewhere between the 1 and 2 minute mark (probably closer to the 2 minute mark) of break time (meaning there are about 3 or 4 minutes to go before the next class). Here is the first group of questions for the interactive part: Now, this is the first group of questions for the interactive part. 1) What should this girl's name be? 2) What is the age and grade of this girl (should be between 11 and 18 years of age, and between grades 6 and 12)? 3) What is the grade range of this school (for example 6th grade only, 7th/8th grade only, 9th through 12th grade, or even 6th grade through 12th grade)? I think the grade range should be at least 2 or 3 grades. 4) What is she wearing on that particular day? 5) On a scale of 1 to 10, how desperate is she to pee (or to put it another way, how full is her bladder)? 6) How many girls are ahead of her in line, and how desperate do they look? (Remember that there are only three toilets available in each girls bathroom. Also remember that there are only five minutes between classes and that they can't be late and also can't use the bathroom during class). Later on, I can get into other decisions, such as whether or not she has a spare set of clothes, or whether cutting in line is okay, or to pee in a trash can, sink, or on the floor. But these constraints and questions should make for a good starting point.
  2. So this is an idea I had a while ago, and after some thought I’ve decided it could make a good story. While it is mostly fictional, it does adapt some real life people, locations, and events, but not to the extent where I could say it is based off of one. Also, sorry for not posting, I keep forgotting. A bunch of stuff has happened irl, including the breaking of both my monitor, my desk, my chair, and my leg. (Well actually I suspect it’s just dislocated, but my dad thinks it’s broken. I refuse to go to A&E after last time however, so I’ll be having my Nan who’s a doctor have a look at it before I decide if it’s worth going to the doctors over.) Intro I looked up at my friend, Karen, feeling a combination of terror, panic and anger. My carefully laid plans were collapsing around me. I’d been planning this holiday for ages, and as always, I’ve done considerable research and knew exactly what I thought we’d be doing: My family own a share in a villa, and I’d got permission from them for my friend to join us this year. I don’t always go with my family these days, but I’d decided to this time, and I thought it might be nice to bring a friend along for once. Strangely enough, they had accepted, despite them usually being very overprotective of me and not liking me interacting with people they don’t closely know, but maybe this was because they missed having me round for the holidays. I’d worked out that me and Karen could take an early flight, and then my family could come out later. I personally like early flights for whatever reason, but my family hate getting up early, and would rather fly in the afternoon. I didn’t mind however as I thought it’d give me and Karen a chance to have lunch while we waited and I could show her round some of the places near the airport. I’d even planned for a couple of hours of delay, as airports have ruined more of my plans than anything else by delaying flights. BUT OF COURSE THE AIRLINE HAD TO THROW A SPANNER IN THE WORKS The airline cancelled my family’s flight. The one thing I hadn’t planned for. Of course. And to add insult to injury, they wouldn’t own up immediately either; me and Karen waited in Faro airport for a good 4 hours before we recieved a text from my mum saying they’d just been told their flight wasn’t just delayed, it was cancelled. And worse than that, the flights for the rest of the week were fully booked. “This is the problem with flying in August!” I thought to myself, wishing my mum didn’t insist on traveling in the height of summer... End of Intro
  3. largebio

    The Sleepover

    "Truth or dare?", Ella asks. "Truth", Paula answers decisively. "When was the last time you peed your pants?" "Oh come on El. You know the answer to that". "I know, but I bet lots of the others don't". Ella and Paula have been best friends since forever. Tonight they're at a sleepover at their friend Janice, with three more girls present. The six of them are in their last year of high school and want to relax a little before their exams start. So they decided on a sleepover and this game of truth or dare. "Ok... I'll tell them. It was our ast day of primary school", Paula says. "And in the evening, we had a farewell disco thing and I was drinking lots of coke. Mostly because we hardly ever had any at home. At around eleven o'clock I figured I had to pee, but as there was a queue outside the girls bathroom and there was only an hour left, I figured I'd hold it. By the time the party ended, I could barely hold it, but the line had grown even longer. I was gonna stay over at Ella's, so we decided to just go and pee there". "I really needed to pee too, and since I lived just a five minute walk away, we figured it would be quicker than waiting in line", Ella expands. "Exactly. We walked back to Ella's, but I had to stop and compose myself ever so often. And my knickers had gotten a bit damp from some small leaks. Just as El was unlocking her front door I leaked, and I just couldn't stop leaking, so I wet myself right outside her parents' home", Paula admits. The girls giggle a bit, but also agree that accidents can happen. Maggie, one of the other girls, admits to having wet her bed aged fifteen: "I don't know how or why, but I just woke up in a wet bed". The girls continue their game of thruth or dare, until the question comes back to Paula. "Dare", she says, "but can I quickly go pee first? I really have to go".
  4. I got to witness a really desperate girl the other day. I was heading home on the light rail, I forget from what, and the weather was really rainy here in my relatively small Norwegian hometown. Incredibly enough, this was right after I saw a slightly chubby blonde girl in jeans and a white raincoat, who had gotten off the light rail with some friends and had a wheeled suitcase with her. She was sort of moving her legs back and forth, and I swear I wondered if her pants weren't glistening. She also blushed very strongly. Either way, I was making my way ouf of the bus station mall when I heard a girl exclaim "I'm about to flood myself!" ("jeg holder på å tisse meg ut!"). At first I thought the speaker was one of two girls who were standing at the edge of the book store, but neither looked very uncomfortable. I continued towards the exit when I heard and saw a girl who sounded pretty upset. She was in her teens, with a very dark, almost black jeans and a big yellow raincoat, and she had blonde hair and a slightly chubby face. She was standing near a cash point (ATM) by a stairwell at the corner of two corridors, talking to a guy her own age sitting at the foot of the stairs. I don't remember what she said exactly, but it was obvious she really needed to pee. She stood at the cash point, fidgeting with her legs a little, and eventually made a sound of frustration as she yanked the card out. She seemed really stressed, almost angry, and asked him "don't you have any money? Not even one crown?". Again, I don't remember word for word what went down and I didn't hear what the guy said, but eventually she exclaimed "Pee outside?!" and something like "I'm peeing in my pants in five minutes!" as she went out the door alone. The doors led to a kind of "balcony" overlooking a small kind of square, with the library at the other end, and I seem to recall her pausing here for a second, weighing her options. Controversially, a lot of the public bathrooms at malls and the library, etc. require you to pay a token sum with your card, which is obviously a problem if you're broke. She went down the ramp down to the square and headed first towards the library before quickly realising it was closed, the windows dark. She headed to the right towards the corner of the library, and turned around looking down the square, mouth open, obviously really desperate and thinking fast. She continued onwards around the corner, and, after waiting for a passing bus, crossed the road and continued briskly up the street. She obviously had no plan, and there was something really exciting about seeing a girl that desperate with no idea of where she would pee. By now she was talking on her phone, of course still really upset, possibly either talking to her friend from earlier or trying to get someone to wire her money, and I realised I might see this girl lose it and flood herself. I even imagined what it would be like to see the pee running down her pants. I followed her as she passed an intersection (I was going this direction anyway, don't freak out) and eventually got to a pretty small "park" at the corner of an intersection. She stopped here, and her free hand went out in a kind of "are you kidding me?!" gesture with her palm facing up before it had to go to her crotch to hold back the flood. She must have been really bursting, either realising she had far less than the five minutes she had , and/or aware she had very few options, because she proceeded to go into a kind of pretty wide "alley" formed by the building on the left, and the tall, thick bushes bordering the park to the right. I continued onwards, of course, but when I looked through all the bushes from the other end of the corner "park" (there are bushes on both sides of it), some of the bright yellow of her raincoat stood out even through all the foliage, and I understood that after pausing a little, or maybe undoing the button and zipper of her pants, she squatted in the end of the alley. Mind you, this was in downtown and the "alley" faced a pretty busy street, even though of course drivers and pedestrians don't have any reason at all to look down the alley, it was near the centre of a big city and in broad daylight, so she must have been bursting to resort to pee there. I'd post a street view picture of the alley, but I don't want to make it too obvious which city I live in. I walked on up the street, pausing for a traffic lights to turn green so I could cross the road, and a minute or so after she squatted I saw her standing at the edge of the park talking to her friend, who had apparently followed her, still exasperated and angry, saying something that ended with "#@*"& pee myself!" ("...jævla tisse i buksen!"), probably something like "I had to pee myself so #@¤& bad!". I hope he was supportive and comforted her, and I'm glad she made it without peeing herself even though it was probably really embarrassing to her to have to pee there. I have obviously seen desperate girls before, and even girls in wet pants, but this is the first time I've seen, maybe, at least, pee running down a girl's legs as she pees, and such a truly desperate girl with nowhere to pee - and it's the first time I see two desperations/accidents on the same day.
  5. Fairy Princess

    Desperate Pull-up Accident

    Just me whimpering like a pathetic toddler and wetting my Minnie Mouse pull-up in the floor. I leak and make a puddle. 1F9D8F7A-6A79-478C-B2DB-BE74CC3DDD04.MOV
  6. omorashi lover

    Video I recently found

    A woman plays out a role where she falls for a prank that involves getting her pants wet https://vk.com/video-179798484_456239429
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    Diaper Dance

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  11. I'll keep this scenario short and to the point. What if you are one of those girls that is about to pee your pants at school, and the bathroom line between classes is too long? These are the general facts: 1) 50 (maybe 55) minute class periods with 5 minutes between classes. 2) 3 stalls in each girls bathroom. 3) Can't be late and can't go to the bathroom during class (without some consequence) 4) Cutting in line is not allowed without permission (and permission will probably not be granted). 5) You are about ready to pee your pants (possibly 5 minutes away, 10 or 15 minutes at most), and when you reach the bathroom during break time you see that all the stalls are full and there are about 5 girls ahead of you in line. It will almost certainly take each girl at least a minute to do their business in their respective stalls, so if you do the simple math in your head (assuming you can do math), you realize that there is probaby not enough time to wait in line, pee, and get to class on time. The first real big question I will ask is this. What is the first thought you would have if you were to deal with that situation? Next, how would you deal with it?
  12. The title pretty much says it all! Ladies, where's the most exciting place you've ever peed (or fantasized of peeing), and guys, where's your favorite place for a girl to pee?
  13. lightman

    The Little Thief

    hi, I want to say right now that I am not the one who wrote this. a few days ago, a friend of mine helped me big time by finishing one of my chapters. as a thank you, they asked that i post one of there new stories on Omorashi. they tried to post here before but didn't really like it. anyway, This story is based on an RP called The Little Thief. on dailydiapers.com Full credit to the original story/RP belongs to cute little kokiri girl and Diaper_teen66. story writing credit goes to PinkTheDinosaur The Little Thief chapter one: a little Thief. It was a cold and dark night in the of Fox-Heart. It was 12:30 Am as the dark blue Ford drove down the street with its lights off. The only lights on this street were from the glow of halloween decoration. “Okay Alice, you know what to do right?” Joe asked as he pulled to a stop right out front of one of the houses. “Just get in and unlock the front door. Then search the house for any valuables.” Joe was an average sized man with a balding head. He was in his mid 40’s and had a bad attitude. Just give him a cheap suit and a cigar and he would look just like a used car salesman. “If you find anything heavy, give me a call and well grab it last.” Joe said before he gave the little girl next to him the stink eye. “And remember, don't fuck this up.” This was a routine Alice was familiar with. Joe always gave the same speech and it always ended with Joe telling Alice that if she got caught to pretend she did this alone. Because if Alice told anyone about Joe, he would find her, and make her life a living hell. “T-this is not my first time Joe.” Alice stuttered to Joe. “a-and besides, t-the old bats on v-vacation. How could i f-f-fuck this up?” Before Joe could answer however, Alice grabbed her black bag and jumped out of the car. Alice was 4 feet tall with shoulder length blonde hair tied up into a bun. She was wearing an all-black outfit with a black hat to cover her hair. “Ok joe, i'll call when im done or if i find something.” Alice told Joe “Whatever, just don't fuck this up you little freak.” Joe told her. “This is a big job.” As Joe drove away, Alice flipped him off. ‘Well fuck you to.” Alice whispered to herself. ‘God i hate working with him.’ Alice took a deep breath of the cold air and relaxed a moment before she went to work. She had been scoping out this two story house for the last month. Only one person lived here, a women in her late 30’s, early 40’s. From watching her, Alice learned that the women was going on a 8 day vacation to mexico and left earlier today to the airport. Alice ran to the fence leading to the back yard and saw the lock on the fence. Not like it mattered to Alice as she moved a loose board to reveal a small hole in the fence. This was one of the few perks of being small as she slipped thru the hole with ease. Once she was in the backyard, Alice went up to the glass backdoor. She pulled out her glass cutter and a hole near the handle. Despite her hight, she was able to get the door open with ease. ‘Ok, first unlock the door for a fast getaway and check upstairs first.’ Alice told herself. She quickly unlocked the door and hurried upstairs. Once she was up there she noticed a few doors. She went to the first one and saw that it was just a bathroom. Not what she was looking for. The next was a door that had unicorns on it and a name plack saying Nina. curious, Alice takes a peek into the dark room. While she couldn't see anything inside, Alice could tell it was a kids room and she doughtid anything of value would be in there. The final room at the end of the hall however was just the room Alice was looking for. The woman's bedroom. After flipping on the lights, Alice went to work filling her bag. Unbeknownst to her however, a car pulled up the the house and a older looking woman got out, it was the owner of the house Madeline Tendet. Madeline’s flight to mexico was canceled not once, but twice, and the older women decided she didn't feel like waiting another few hours at the airport for another plain and decided just to cancel her vacation. She can just have a nice staycation she thought. Just stay home and relax. As she went to the door and put the keys in, Madeline was tired and didn't releases the door was already unlocked and slipped inside without making much of a sound. “I'll just get my stuff out of the car tomorrow. Right now i just want to go to sleep.” Madeline told herself as she made her way up the stars. But when she got upstares she noticed her bedroom light was still on. Did she forget to turn them off when she left? Madeline though when she heard something from inside. Someone was in the house! Madeline reached into her bag and pulled out a can of mace and slowly made her way to the bedroom. Alice had already took all the jewelry, some money, and anything else that looked of value. She was standing right next to a nightstand and was looking at a picture of the women she was stealing from holding a little girl in her arms. Alice could feel the knots in her stomach return. She hated doing this. She didn't want to do this, but Alice had to push those thoughts away. Joe will be expecting her soon. Alice grabbed the picture and set it face down so she didn't have to look at it before grabbing a little statue beside the picture. As she picked it up, she relised it was a little heavier than she thought and accidentally dropped it on her foot! “OW! MOTHER FUCKER!” Alice screamed as she dropped her bag and began jumping on one foot while holding her hurt one. Behind Alice, in the doorway, Madeline watched the little girl jump up and down. Madeline was shocked. She was expecting a full grown adult to be robbing her, not a little girl. From the looks of it, Madeline could see Alice was unarmed so she put her mace away and walked into the room and stood behind the little thief. “Well well well now who are you sweetie?” Madeline asked and startled the little thief as Alice let out a quick sreek and spun around. “O-ow shit…” Alice said as she looked up to the owner of the house standing over her. The Little Thief chapter Two: A pain in the bottom Alice’s little heart was beating in her chest like a jackhammer as she looked upon the owner of the house ‘OH FUCK!’ Alice’s head screamed. ‘She shouldn't be here! She should be on a plain to Mexico right now, how is that old bitch here!’ “Well? Just what do you think you’re doing young lady.” Madeline asked calmly as she kept her eyes on the “Little Thief” in her room. Alice, on the other hand, was shaking slightly. Her eyes darted around the room for a way out. The older woman was blocking her path to the door and there was a bed to her left. Beside the bed was a window that she might be able to use, but she doubted. Even if Alice could get to the closed window, the old lady would grab her before she got it open. And Alice knew there was no way her body could smash the glass either. “YOUNG LADY WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” Madeline asked again, but this time using her mom voice. it had been quite a while since she used it, but it did make the little girl jump a little bit. Alice was the most sacred than in all her life as a thief. this had never happened before, sure she had some close calls early on, but nothing like this. “W-what are y-you doing sniff here?” Alice asked trying to sound brave but failed. hard. Being caught really through her off her feet and the shock in Alice’s voice made her sound even younger than she already looked. . “Well,” started Madeline. “I live here, but I am asking you, what are you doing here?” “W-well y-you see um DISTRACTION!” Alice yelled out before tossing her bag at the older woman before running to the door. “HAY HOLD IT YOUNG LADY!” Madeline yelled as she caught the bag in one swift motion before she tossed it on the bed before she spun around to grab the little girl’s arm with ease. “H-HAY LET ME GO YOU FUCKING OLD BITCH!” Alice yelled out as she struggled to get free from the older woman’s grip. Madeline on the other hand easily dragged Alice back into the bedroom over to her queen bed then after sitting down on it she then pulled the little crock over her lap with just as much ease. “H-HAY WHAT THE FUCK A-ARE YOU D-D-DOING!?” Alice yelled out as she went over the older woman’s lap every second looking more like a little kid then a grown up. “Now are you going to tell me why you are here young lady?” Madeline asked as she held one of Alice’s arms behind her back. “F-F-FUCK YOU I DON’T HAVE T-TELL YOU SH,” Alice yelled out but was immediately replaced as the old woman slapped her little bottom. “OWWWWWWWW!!!!” Alice started to kick her feet madly just to try to get free from the older woman's grasp. “HAY W-WHAT THE HELL! OW! ST-OW-STOP YOU CAN’T D, OWWWW! DO THIS TO ME!” Alice yelled out as the older woman started to give the little intruder a spanking. Even with Alice wearing black jeans she could still feel the strong slaps to her little bottom, Alice felt humiliated not just at being caught but getting a spanking at eighteen years old! “L-LET ME OW! GO N-NOW! Y-YOU CAN’T OW DO THIS! I AM, OWWW! *SNIFF* EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD! OWWWWW!” Alice yelled out as the tears and snot started to run down her face. “Would you rather I call the cops” the older woman stopped and asked. *sniff* “no” Alice sniffled out trying hard to hold back her childlike crying. Madeline then let out a sigh. she hated having to do this but she had too. “Now sweetie, can you please tell me what are you doing here and why are you trying to rob me? And more importantly, you said you are eighteen years old? but you look eight or nine years old. so that only means you have youthlock right?” Madeline asked “F-f-fuck you, you old bitch! I don’t have *sniff* have to tell you shit.” Alice said stubbornly not wanting to give up. But to Alice horror, the older woman grabbed the back Alice black pants and pull them down to her knees! “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU D-DOING!” Alice yelled out, her eyes going wide as her pants went down. But before she could yell more the older woman asked something. “Are you wearing a thong young lady?” the older woman asked as she was surprised to see something like this. Hell, she did not know a thong could be made for someone so little. “Y-yes s-s-s-s-so what! i-it’s not your fucking business!” Alice said her face getting as red as a beat. Madeline was getting really sick of all the cursing, so just like with pants she took down the black thong making the little girl kick and curse. Soon Madeline started a new round of spankings. Alice's eyes went wide as she got her first bare bottom spanking in years! Alice kicked and fought, she was even able to kick off not just her pants and shoes, but her thong too. Alice screamed out every curse she knew, but soon she could no longer fight anymore, she soon she burst out crying. “WAAAAAAAAAA! N-NO MORE PWEASE! N-SOB-N-WAAAAAAAAA-NO PWEASE! I W-W-WILL BE GOOD! SOB I WELL BE GOOD! I SORRWE! WAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” Alice cried out sounding just like a little kid getting a spanking. Madeline then stopped as she took some breaths and then asked. “Okay little one, are you going to be good?” Madeline asked. “Or do you need another round?” It emphasizes her point, she gave Alice bright red bottom another smack. “Y-WAAAAAAAAA-YES! SOB Y-Y-YES PWEASE NO MORE WAAAAAAAAAAA!” Alice cried out. her little bottom felt like it was on fire! soon Alice was taken off the older woman lap. but before she could beg more, scared of what might happen next. to Alice’s surprise, the older woman pulled her into a close hug and started to rub Alice’s back. “Shhh. it's ok. It's over” the older woman said to calm the still crying child. Knowing there would be no way to get anything out of her while she was crying. Before Alice could ask or say anything, the older woman got up. Alice squeaked like a mouse in surprise before being carried out of the room. “Okay honey, let’s go someplace more comfy.” the older woman said as she carried Alice out of the bedroom. as she did, Alice sniffled, her bottom very sore from the spanking. her eye’s red from crying, her bottom lip quivered a bit, and her throat sore from screaming and crying. Madeline then noticed something odd about the little thief. but decided to wait until they got to their destination to confirm her thoughts. Soon, Alice’s nervous tick kicked in and her thumb was in her mouth. she started to suck it without realizing it. Madeline soon got to Nina’s old room. she took some deep breaths. it had been a while since the accident, and besides doing some cleaning now and again Madeline never went in there. It was just too hard too. But it would still have what she needed for the little one in her arms so, soon after one more deep breath, Madeline walked in turning on a light. After closing the door and she put the little Adult down on the floor and saw to her surprise the little Thief still had hair done there. ‘Weird.’ She thought. ‘How can she still have hair down there? most people with her condition have it permanently removed to stop diaper rash by now.’ As Madeline looked Alice blushed and decided to distract herself by looking around the room. to her shock, it was the kid’s room saw when she was first upstairs, but know with the light on she could see it was more of a nursery than a kid’s room. She looked around at the nursery, as she looked it was not just any nursery it was one of the most beautiful nurseries Alice had ever seen. From the cream-colored walls with little pictures of teddy bears, rocking horses and fairies on it. to the light pink carpet, she was standing on. to the unicorn lamp sitting on a nightstand next to the light green armchair. To Alice, the whole from felt warm and made with love and care. As she looked more at the room, she saw to her surprise a crib in here. but to her shock it was bigger than any crib she had ever seen, it was way bigger than for a baby. “S-someone like me could fit in there and s-s-still has room to spread out,” Alice said out loud to herself, not realizing she had said it. Then Alice saw the changing table and like the crib, it to was big. Then it clicked what was going on and she faced what older woman had said. “N-n-no way I-I am not going t-to be some f-fucking big b-b-baby!” Alice said starting to shiver a bit from a mixture of fear and lack of pants. “Sweetie we will talk about that later, but right now can you take your shirt off for me please?” Madeline asked. She knew something felt off when she was carrying the little girl. “W-WHAT N-NO NO NO NO!” Alice could not believe what she was hearing, how could someone just ask that? What the fuck is wrong with this old bitch. She thought. “Calm down little one, you see when I was carrying you, you were a lot lighter then you should be.” The older woman said calmly but with a look of worry. “I-I d-d-don’t care! you’re a lot bigger than me, of course, I would be lighter!” Alice said holding her tummy knowing that's not what the older woman meant. But she still didn't want anyone to see. “Now little one you can take off your shirt yourself or I can take it off for you but I need to see if I am right,” Madeline said one last time to give the girl a chance. Alice got mad not wanting any more of this, so just flipped her off. “L-l-look, just call the c-c-cops because there is no way I am l-l-l-letting a crazy old bi,” but Alice was cut off as the older woman grabbed Alice’s shirt and pulled it up and off before Alice could do something. To Madeline’s shock and horror she was right. the little girl was all most skin and bones. Thoughts of Nina came to Madeline’s head but she pushed them away, she then got on one knee and looked at the little girl who was now covering her chest and stomach. “When was the last time you had a decent meal? I mean look at you, I can see your rib lines.” Madeline asked. “Th-there are not m-m-my rib lines!” Alice lied with a mixes anger and fear then said. “You see these are my um, womanly curves!” Madeline let out a sigh and shake her head. “I can tell you’re lying and that your starving aren’t you?” Alice could not speak, all she could do was fight back the tears and frustration. “What about your parents? do they know about this? More importantly, do they know where you are right now?” Madeline asked when she saw Alice’s body tense up, her face a tidal wave of anger. “F-FUCK YOU AND FUCK THOSE M-M-MOTHERFUCKS! I-I-I DON’T NEED THEM I-I DON’T WANT THEM I HOLP THEY D-D-DIE!” Alice screamed as she stomped her foot down and balled up her fits. A single line of tears coming from her right eye. Her entire naked body shaking with pure anger. Madeline was almost taken back by hearing this. But at the same time, she knew exactly what it meant. abuse... She immediately grabbed Alice and pulled her close. Alice began throwing punches and kicks. Alice even bit her shoulder, but none were effective as the older women raped her arms around Alice and once again held her. Alice continued to struggle, but anger fueled rage soon subsided. All she could do, was pant as she tried to catch her breath once more. “Now little one, before I get you something to eat and drink let’s get you into something more appropriate for you to ware,” Madeline said before lifting up the girl and took her to the changing table and laid her on it. Alice was shocked when she heard about getting a meal, but before she could say something about it she was already picked up and put on the changing table and a strap placed across her stomach. “Wait w-w-what are you doing?” then it dawned on her. “N-NO NO NO NO! I-I AM NOT WEARING A FUCKING DIAPER! D-DO YOU HEAR ME!” “Sorry about this, but a lot of people with your condition have day and/or nighttime accidents so this is just in case.” Madeline said as she reached under the table and grabbed the supplies she needed. “N-NO FUCK YOU! I *SOB* I DON’T HAVE A *SNIFF* ACCIDENTS.” Alice cries not wanting to be put in yet another diaper. “Hay its okay if you do, my little Nina needed diapers as well,” Madeline said as she got an old but still unopened box of baby wipes out. “W-WELL I DON’T! AND YOU’RE FUCKING NOT PUTTING ME IN ONE!” Alise screamed and kicked with all her might. “Sorry but I don’t want you having an accident on my floor so you’re going in one whether you like it or not,” Madeline said as she tried to stay calm with the little girl. “FU-FUCK YOU! YOU CRAZY BITCH! I AM NOT L-LETTING YOU! H-HAY NO!!!” Alice stopped yelling as the older woman lifted the little thieves lags up and started giving her another spanking. like before, Alice fought, cursed and screamed, but just like before she soon broke down in tears. “WAAAAAAAAAAAAA! N-NO MORE PWEASE! *SOB* N-NO MORE! I *SOB* WAAAAAAAAAAA! I-I’LL BE GOOD! PWEASE NO MORE!” Alice cried out in desperation. “Okay young lady, I have had enough of your temper tantrums. now, are you going to be a good girl and wear your diaper?” Madeline asked when she stopped the spanking. “Y-sob-yes. I-I well, but pwease, n-no more sp-waaaaaaa-spankings pwease,” Alice said not meaning for it to sound so childish, “Good girl,” Madeline said as she the baby wipe box.she looked and saw that Alice had, in fact, peed a little during the spanking, no doubting from the pain. But she said nothing as she got to work wiping the little girl clean. Alice squirmed and cried as her bottom was wiped. then to her horror, her kitty was getting cleaned too making her squirm more. blushing and all most moaning too. “N-NO PWEASE NOT TH-THERE MO-MO…” Alice covered her mouth stopping herself from saying, mommy. “Shhhh its okay just relax, now let’s get you something for your little bottom,” Madeline said as soon as she got done wiping and throwing the wipes away. she got some aloe-Vaseline out and started to put it on the little girl’s bottom. Alice’s eyes went wide again making her kick and cry, not to fight the woman, but from the pain, as the cold cream was put on her red and very sore bottom. all the while the older woman shhhed her and told her it was going to be okay. Soon Alice’s thumb found its way right back in her mouth, and she then started to suck it just as the older woman got the baby powder out and started to powder Alice’s little bottom. After what felt like forever to Alice, a diaper was finally put under her and soon it was taped up. “There we go now that was not so bad was it?” Madeline asked as she sat the little girl up and using one last baby wipe, wiped away the tears and snot from Alice's face. Alice looked down to her horror and humiliation the diaper was pink and had baby cartoon animals on it. Her mind was all a mass like a mixed up puzzle, she had been spanked, striped, and diapered like a child. Alice kept thinking on how did this happen and why me as she sucked her thumb. “Do you want me to get you something to wear?” Madeline asked. Alice could only nod a yes as soon Madeline got a t-shirt out of a drawer she then came back to put it on the little girl, after that Alice looked at the pink shirt and started to tear up as she saw what was said on it, “mommy’s little girl” in bright gold letters. Alice could not take it anymore and started to cry. Madeline seeing this give a hug to the little one “Shh, it’s okay. there, there it’s all going to be okay. how about we get you something to eat and some warm milk to drink?” the older woman asked. Alice just shook her head no. “P-p-waaaaaaaaaaa-pwease, n-n-no more pwease. j-sob-just call the cops pwease j-just take me to jail waaaaaaaaa.” Alice cries wanting her humiliation to end. “But if you go you could be hurt or worse,” Madeline said with a look of worry in her eyes. “I *sob* don’t care just give sniff me my c-c *sob* c-clothes and call them pwease.” Alice said with a face full of tears again. Madeline let out a sigh she did not want to do it but she could not keep her if she did not want to be here. *Sigh* “okay but I will give you my number if you change your mind,” Madeline said as she turned her back and picked up the little one’s black shirt. But as soon as she did Alice jumped off the changing table and made a run for it, making Madeline turn and run after her. “HEY GET BACK HERE YOUNG LADY!” Madeline yelled out. But Alice didn't listen. All she could think about was getting to the front door. If she could just get outside she might be able to get to Joe and get away! Alice ran down the stars, nearly slipping and falling down them, and turned to the door. She was turning the handle when her diaper was grabbed and lifted up into the air! Alice was now kicking screaming, and even biting just to get free. But Madeline had the little girls arm in one hand and holding the diaper in the other. This gave Alice a wedgie but that was the least of her problems as they went back into Madeline’s room. Once there, she opened the one drawer Alice didn't get the chance to look through and pulled out some old handcuffs. she then walked to her door and handcuffed the little Thief to the doorknob “W-WHAT *SOB* FUCK LET ME GO! *SNIFF* I-I AM NOT INTO THIS K-KINKY SH *SOB* SHIT! HOW DO YOU EV-EVEN! FUCK! WHY DO YOU EVEN H-HAVE HANDCUFFS?” Alice yelled out. “Well, every cop even retired ones, have a spare pair.” Madeline told the girl and saw Alice's face go pale. “W-w-wait c-cop you’re a cop? B-bull-crap! n-no way you’re a cop! this house is big and nice! y-y-y-you must be dirty or something.” Alice said not believing the older woman was a cop and if she was, she hoped to at least blackmail her with the dirty cop bit. “No I was not dirty, this was my father's place before he passed away. and I was a sergeant before I was forced into retirement.” Madeline told her as she went back to the drawer and pulled out an old badge as proof. “F-Forced retirement w-why because you were in league with someone?” Alice asked. “Honestly honey.” Madeline said. “This is not a true crime drama or something.” “I-I d-don’t care let me go!” Alice said as she pulled on the handcuffs. “Sorry you wanted the cops here and they will be here.” Madeline said as she walked past the little girl. trying not to cry herself as she heard the little Thief beg, curs, and scream again as she kicked and punched the door. https://pinkthedinosaur.deviantart.com/
  14. I've found this video a few days ago and decided to share it here. I recommend you to check her profile because the stuff she uploads is good. https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/pissing-in-my-pants-and-on-the-floor-40098171 Here's the rip : Pissing in my pants and on the floor.mp4 PS - there's nudity in the video.
  15. Cute girl wets her jeans and panties + jerk off instructions View File Some screenshots Submitter joshnolan Submitted 03/27/2019 Category Female videos Clothing Jeans  
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    Here it is...the long awaited animation...well not really but yeah its here finally. So yeah this one was an absolute bitch to make. While Lordbardak's is more challenging in terms of length and concept, this one was more challenging in terms of technical difficulties. During the third scene, a visual glitch happened where all of the physic bones on the models outright vanished entirely; so much so that you could see through the model. I could not fix the glitch; if anything made it worse somehow as then it affected all the other models on screen. Because of that, the whole scene need to be reanimated...which cost a full day of work. And then there were problems with the pee streams operating incorrectly...and finally the video editing program crashed...which prevented me from finishing the video until literally now. But yeah...it is finally here. The story is Ruby and Yang are invited to compete in Smash Ultimate for a chance of being on the official roster. On there way to the city where the Smash Arena is centered at, they have to pee. The bathroom ends up being closed, so they are forced to urinate off the road at some point. So anyway...enjoy the animation. Give me a review and comment and rating...no seriously do it. I don't like working on this shit and getting no feedback. Japanese credits Pee effect by E教授 Inkling and Inkshot models by きのさん Lucina (Marth Version) by Slenderman (Huh...not actually in Japanese)

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  17. How many spanish speaking girls are there in this website? I really wish I could talk to some of them about omorashi, or any topic we like really. Idk, anime? Lol It doesn't even matter if you speak Spanish or not lol My twitter is @Felix_Luffy I'm a 20 year old guy. I've been lurking here since I was 13 or less probably xD
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    Some screenshots

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  19. Queen Sophie

    female Drunk Catgirl

    From the album: My Edits

    I decided to go a little further than I had before with this one by adding extra blush and some steam from the pee, and now she looks drunk, so I'll play on it.
  20. Girl wets her panties while sitting on the floor, then take them off and put them in her mouth. Nudity in the video. https://thisvid.com/videos/cute-girl-eats-her-panties/ Here's the rip : Cute girl eats her piss soaked panties.mp4
  21. SashaButters

    Tic Talk

    “Kayee, go take a seat while I check you in.” The nine year old girl nodded and made a dash for a pair of seats tucked away in the corner away from the others. She looked around the psych’s office glumly. Generic landscape pictures hung on the white walls, and the floors were covered with fake wooden planks instead of carpet. There was a table in the center of the room covered in People magazine’s and issues of Web Md’s. It wasn’t as child friendly as her normal doctors office, whose toy basket overflowed with germ ridden teddy bears and outdated hard cover I SPY books. This was a different kind of doctors office. This doctors office was for crazy people. Her head twitched as she wondered what they were going to do to her in there. “Hi, we have a 10 o’clock to see Dr. Marzan.” Kaylee heard her mom say at the front counter. “That’ll be a $60 co-pay.” The receptionist said back. Kaylee’s stomach dropped a little. Sixty bucks? Was that how much it cost her mom every time she took her to the doctor? She had been to the doctor a lot recently. Kaylee tried to do the math, but quickly gave up. Her head jerked violently to the side as she punched the air in front of her. The door opened and in walked a mother and a boy she guessed around five. She let out a bark followed by a high pitched whine. Kaylee saw the receptionist look up at her, before she looked away. “You nervous?” Her mom asked as she took a seat next to her. “A little,” Kaylee admitted. She grimaced before the muscles in her face finally relaxed. “IT’S TUESDAY!” She felt all eyes on her. What a stupid thing to yell. It was Friday. “Oh, is it Tuesday now?” Her mom said. “Bummer, I had been looking forward to the weekend.” “WEEKEND WEEKEND!” Kaylee yelled. “FUCK OFF! FUCK OFF! FUCK OFF!” She could feel her mom tense beside her. “You are nervous.” Her mom stated matter of factly. “Mrs. Shepard,” a voice called. Her mom stood and beckoned Kaylee to follow, but an elderly man held up a hand to stop her. “I want to have a minute with your mom alone for a few minutes. How about you wait there and I’ll come call you when I’m ready for you.” Doctor Marzan said. Kaylee gulped. She didn’t like being alone in public. “Here, “ Her mom said handing her something out of her purse. Kaylee’s heart soared as she took the red and black case. “Play with that until it’s time for you to come in.” Kaylee eager bounded back to her seat, all anxiety of being in the public eye long forgotten as she undid the zipper to reveal her Nintendo Switch. Oh, I’ve missed you! Kaylee thought as she turned it on. She had gotten it taken away last week when her mom had been called to the principal's office to come pick her up. She hadn’t been in school since. She didn’t mind; she hated it there. “SHUT UP!” Kaylee yelled into the quiet office as she tried to remember what she had been previously working on in Mario Odyssey. After only ten minutes of smashing through brick walls as a T-rex she felt the urge to shake her arm out. She tried her best to ignore it, but before she could stop herself, she let go of the Switch as she flapped her arm up and down. Kaylee let out a gasp as she helplessly watched her game tumble to the hardwood floor. She shot down out of her seat and scooped it up off the floor. There, impossible to ignore, was a big crack across the screen. “No!” she whimpered. Her mom had specifically told her she wouldn’t buy her another if she ever broke it. She had only had it for three months! She hit the power button, relieved to see it come back on. She’d be in trouble for sure, but at least it still worked. She let out a loud series of barks as her neck twisted to the side. “Mommy, why’s that girl barking?” The boy from earlier asked loud enough for Kaylee to hear. She could hear his mother quickly hush him. “FUCK OFF! SHUT YOUR FAT ASS!” Kaylee yelled looking down at the screen. She gulped. She hadn’t meant to say it. “Do not talk to my son that way!” the mother snapped. Kaylee looked up to see the lady glaring daggers at her. “I’m telling your mother you said that when she comes back out here!” Kaylee’s heart dropped. “I-I didn’t mean too!” She tried to say “I have turnips!” She could feel her eyes begin to burn. It was like school all over again. Her face twisted into a snarl and she let out another quick succession of barks. Her hand shot up and punched herself in the face. “David, let’s move.” the other lady said. She grabbed her sons wrist and pulled him as far away from Kaylee as she could get. She dropped her voice, but Kaylee could still here her say, “She’s obviously not all there.” Tears pricked her eyes as her vision began to blur. Her hands shot up, her neck craned as she yelled. “PEANUT BUTTER!” She hated being in public alone. “Kaylee, we’re ready for you. “ Her mom called. Kaylee looked up, tears still streaming her cheeks. “What’s wro-” Her mom begun to ask before stopping and spying the cracked device clutched in her daughter’s hands. “I told you to be careful with that!” her mom said in a disgusted tone. Kaylee shrunk back. She let out several barks, shook her head from side to side, and her body pushed. “No!” Kaylee thought, suddenly frozen. Not again! She could feel warm liquid beginning to pool under her. Her body stopped pushing and she frantically clutched herself to stop the leaking. Her mom threw her hands in the air and let out a grunt of exasperation.“See this is what I was talking about!” She half yelled to the doctor. “She pees herself almost every time she gets in trouble!” Kaylee’s face burned. Did she have to say it in front of everyone? Doctor Marzan pushed his hands out and lowered them gently down as a signal to calm down. “Let me talk with her alone.” Kaylee sniffled and wiped her runny nose down her arm as she waddled down the hall in semi wet pants. Once they were in the back, he led her to the bathroom so she could finish peeing and clean herself up. She threw her wet underwear in the trash can and scrubbed at her pants with a wet paper towel. Once she re-emerged, she followed the Dr to a room and took a seat across from his desk. “So your mom tells me you’ve been getting in some trouble at school.” He said. Kaylee nodded. Her left eye twitched. “You want to tell me in your own words what happened?” “I kicked this guy Jake in the nuts.” She mumbled. “And why did you do that?” “He was making fun of my turnips, him and his friends.” She admitted. “Turnips?” “The noises I make and all the… “she waved her hands in the air for emphasis. “Oh, the tourette's. I see” “Yeah, that thing. I always get the name wrong.” she said with a shrug. Her arm jerked out to the side. “So what kinds of things do they say to you?” he asked as he took notes. She shrugged. “They copy me, call me a freak. Tell me I need to be in the retard class.” “Do your teachers know they do this?” “Yeah, but she doesn’t care. She usually just sends me to the office.” “Wait, your teacher sends you to the office when they pick on you? Why?” “She doesn’t like my tics. Or me.” Kaylee said before letting out a loud grunt. “Why do you say she doesn’t like you?” “Another teacher told me to hand my teacher a stack of handouts. She was in the teacher’s lounge and FUCK OFF, sorry.” she said. He nodded to her to continue. “Well when I opened the door I heard her in there talking about me to the other teachers. She-She...She said she wished I wasn’t in her class because I was annoying and that I needed to be in the specials needs department.” “That must have been hard to hear. Did your tics get worse after that?” Kaylee shrugged. “I don’t want to be in special needs.” She said feeling a tear fall down her face. “I’m not stupid.” “Being in a special needs classroom doesn’t make you stupid.” He said. “I was normal last year and then.” She shrugged and threw her hands up. “Well, sometimes tics can manifest after a stressful event. Did anything happen differently this school year compared to last?” “We moved.” Kaylee said after a pause. “That’s about it.” “Being in a new environment can be stressful. Did you leave behind friends?” “Yeah.” “Did you have any friends in the school you were going to?” Dr Marzan asked. “Yeah, back in Texas.” “No, I mean here in this last one.” “Not in the school I’m going to now. I’m…” Kaylee paused. “Not very popular.” She trailed off. “Do you know why you’re not in school right now?” Kaylee shook her head. She didn’t know, she was just happy she wasn’t there. “You were expelled for attacking another student. Jake you said his name was. I need to know, do you ever have thoughts of hurting other people? Even the ones who deserve it?” Kaylee shook her head. So that’s why her mom was so mad at her this week. She had gotten expelled. “He dared me to hit him, so I did.” “You said earlier it was because he was making fun of you.” “He was, they were, “ She tried to say thinking of how to explain. “I was having punching tics, while they were standing around me.” She demonstrated by punching the air. “So they started laughing and egging me on to hit him. Said they’d give me a free shot, then Jake said I was too retarded to even land a hit and… yeah. That’s when a teacher saw me.” “Do you think they wanted you to hit him because they saw the teacher coming and wanted to get you in trouble?” “Yes.” “So you don’t normally want to hurt anyone?” “No.” “What about yourself? Do you ever want to hurt yourself?” “No, I don’t want to, but sometimes I do anyway. My hand hits my face. I feel this pressure sometimes and it’s like, I have to.” “We call that a premonitory urge. Do you feel this urge with all your tics?” “Sometimes, but when they’re strong I don’t feel anything. It just happens. Like when I yell. I feel a pressure in my throat, but I don’t know what’s going to come out.” “I want to ask you about one more thing before I invite your mom to come back in.” Kaylee nodded. “Tell me about the accidents.” Kaylee blushed. “It’s like the other stuff.” “What do you mean? It’s like a tic? You’re mom is concerned you might have been acting up for attention or something.” “No!” Kaylee insisted. “I- I can’t control it! When I tic, sometimes my body pushes without meaning too.” “And that makes you pee?” “Yes,” Kaylee blushed before letting out a bark. “I don’t do it on purpose. It’s like when I say stuff, or rock my head side to side. Sometimes It just pushes.” “I see, well how often does this happen? Once a day? Once a week?” “Umm, well, lately a couple times a day.” Kaylee admitted. “My mom gets really mad when it happens.” “Wouldn’t it be more convenient if you wore some kind of absorbent pad or something?” “I guess.” She said with a shrug. “So how about you wait out front while I talk to your mom one more time?” “Okay.” she said getting up to leave. “Oh, and Kaylee.” She looked up and met his gaze. “You’re not a freak.”
  22. PeerPressure

    female My First Urinal Attempt!!

    Heyyy everyone!!! It feels like it's been ages since I've written anything, but to make up for it, I have my crowning pee achievement so far!! I FINALLY ATTEMPTED A URINAL!!! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed doing it (though I hope it's a bit less messy for you )!! Now that I've proofread everything, I recognize I may have gotten a little carried away in my excitement and may have written a little too much! If you're just here for the pee and don't want the background/buildup, skip right to paragraphs 8 and 9! So, it was my birthday yesterday (technically, since it's the wee hours of the morning now) and I decided I was going to do something really awesome to celebrate the big 2.4. As it turns out, the surrounding circumstances were perfect. My parents live in another city pretty far away, but they like to have everybody back home for the holidays, which works out really nicely because I, in turn, get to have everybody around when I celebrate growing older. They don't have a super big place, but they invite a bunch of us, so many end up in a nearby hotel. I could've taken my childhood room, of course, but I like to have my own space at the end of the day (and who doesn't want free room service?), so I opted for the hotel and let someone else have my old room. It was a full night of celebration with family, which was nice, but I knew in the back of my mind that I was going to do something...taboo...afterward, so I drank tons of water for the last few hours. Toward the end, I was going to the bathroom so much that my sister teased me, saying I must have a UTI or something. Little did she know what was really going on . To cut to the chase, it was about 1AM when we all went our separate ways to turn in for the night. Everybody else who was staying at the hotel had gone back around 11 to go to bed, so I didn't have to worry about an awkward encounter with a family member. I peed, like a normal good girl, in the toilet before I headed out, then hopped into my car and drove to the hotel, about 15 minutes away. A few nights before, I scouted the place out to see what opportunities may be available. I was in luck. In a wing off of the lobby, there was a small bar/recreation room tucked away. It wasn't particularly crowded even during the day, so at night, it was always totally deserted. Drinks always equate to urination, so there were two nearby bathrooms: A women's room and, more importantly, a men's room. I was already surging with excitement by the time I pulled into the parking lot. I pulled my keys out of the ignition and dropped them. When I leaned over the pick them up, I noted that my hands were trembling as a result of both the cold and my adrenaline. I drank sufficiently enough to have a mild urge to pee from just the brief trip over, but I wanted to let it build a bit before committing. First, I went up to my room and dropped off all of my things. The corridors were, thankfully, totally vacant. Everything was going perfectly. Afterward, I snuck around the hotel to ensure the cleaning crew wasn't going to be an issue. The only people I saw were the employees at the front desk in the lobby. These activities managed to burn through another 10 or so minutes, so I definitely had to go now. I dashed to the recreation center with a ridiculous grin on my face. There it was. I froze and stared at the door to the men's room for a brief moment, still smiling stupidly. I'm really glad nobody walked in at that moment because it probably would've been pretty creepy! With a final glance around I charged at the door, half expecting it to be locked because everything else had gone so smoothly. To my delight, it wasn't! It's a weirdly surreal feeling to be in the restroom of the opposite sex. On one hand, you know it's just four walls with some porcelain fixtures and it shouldn't be a big deal. On the other hand, it's amazing to rebel against the social behavior that has been drilled into you your entire life. The door shut quietly behind me and I soaked in what was before me as if I were looking at a beautiful sunset rather than some appliances intended to collect urine. Maybe this description is a bit extreme, but to be fair, it was at least much cleaner than the other men's room I visited before . There were two stalls, two sinks, and two urinals. My options certainly were open, but anybody can pee in a stall or into sink on any day. I was here for the urinals, but an unexpected choice presented itself: The tall one or the short one? Before picking one, I checked to see if I could lock the door, just as an extra precaution. Unfortunately, I couldn't, but I wasn't about to let that stop me. My bladder was becoming quite vocal and I was about to relieve it into one of these urinals. I probably put too much consideration into which urinal to use, but I wanted to make sure my "first time" was just right . With my jeans still in place, I stood in front of each one and put my crotch over the protruding lip, contemplating. Despite having practiced hundreds of times in the shower, I had no idea what I was doing--even setting aside the fact that my later practice runs were a moderate success at best. Undeterred, I finally picked the taller one, figuring it would be easier to align myself and that there was less distance for something to go terribly wrong. My hands were shaking as I undid my jeans. I clearly wasn't going to be a marksman tonight. I slid my pants and panties down below my knees, baring my butt toward the rest of the bathroom. How awkward would it be for someone to walk in now? I thought, but quickly dismissed. I spread my legs a little and put my lady bits over the lip of the urinal, trying to gauge just how to manage this. This isn't going to work. I crouched in front of the urinal to undo my shoes so I could full remove my pants and panties. Wearing nothing but socks from my waist down, I clumsily traipsed across the men's room, praying nobody would walk in as I flashed my vulva all around, and put my clothes onto the counter by the sinks. I returned to the urinal for my second aiming attempt. I really had to go now. I huddled as closely as I could to the urinal, spread my legs a bit more, and thrust my hips forward, being extra careful not to come into contact with the porcelain. This awkward position only emphasized my trembling. I tried a few other positions including propping my leg up on the privacy divider and approaching it from an angle, but nothing really seemed fail-proof. Knowing I needed to pick before either my bladder decided for me or somebody walked in on this insanity (or worse, both), I opted for spread legs and forward hips. I've seen pictures and videos of superwomen who are able to pee practically like a guy, but I figured round 1 wasn't going to be quite that graceful for me. With my legs spread unnaturally widely, my hips thrust uncomfortably far forward, and my whole body trembling, I moved my hands to my lady bits. Using both hands, I delicately spread my labia, hoping to clear the path of any obstruction. Without being able to see down there, however, I had no clue what I was doing. "Well, here goes," I muttered to myself and bit my lip. Nothing happened. Despite having to pee really badly and applying pressure to my muscles below, I couldn't even produce a drop. If I have to stand here until my bladder gives in to fatigue, I don't care. I am going to use this urinal! I stood there for what felt like hours, listening to the ticking of my watch shatter the silence every second. My legs were getting sore from being in such a strange position, but finally, a jolt of pee spat into my target! I giggled loudly like a little girl before remembering where I was and shutting up. It was only a brief spurt, but it was enough to get things moving. Before long, it was spurt after spurt and, at last, a steady stream. I was amazed at myself! It was ridiculous, but glorious! Here I was, AT LAST, totally butt-naked from the waist down, with the exception of my socks, totally exposed, in the middle of the men's room, my hips pushed forward, with my urethra shooting pee into a URINAL!! I couldn't see what was happening below, but it seemed to be working! Warm, clear urine cascaded from between my legs and spattered satisfyingly into the fixture below. This urinal was tall enough that I felt a warm mist deflecting back up onto my hands and crotch, but I was too afraid to adjust (guys, do you ever experience this?). It wasn't perfect, of course. The occasional drop would dribble onto one of my thighs and my fingers were dampened every now and then, but I was too engrossed in what I was accomplishing to care. It wasn't long, however, before my trembling and muscle fatigue began to get the best of me. What was the occasional stray drop quickly became the occasional stray spurt. Regardless, I was extremely proud of myself for attempt #1. That is, until I heard a noise behind me. I was so enthralled, I forgot I was in a position of potential immense embarrassment. I immediately shot my head around to see who was there. This, of course, threw off everything down below. My "aim" went awry and one of my fingers slipped, causing my urine flow to become obstructed. At this stage in the game, there was no stopping the train of urine now cascading rapidly down my legs, drenching my socks, and pooling onto the once-clean floor. So many things were happening at once, I nearly lost track. In the brief second I glanced behind me, I noted that there was nobody there...the sound I'd heard was a creak of the building. I literally just peed all over myself because the building was settling . With relief on that account, I diverted back to the new disaster: remedying the mess between my legs. Honestly, there was no point. The damage was done and I might as well have finished urinating all over myself, but in the spur of the moment, I wanted to fix it. I quickly pulled back my labia again, this time soaking my hands pretty thoroughly and splattering fluid all over both the interior and exterior of the urinal. After a brief struggle and a big mess, I finally managed to regain control for the last few seconds of stream, proudly finishing up with a few solid spurts straight into the urinal...as my legs glistened with evidence of my failure. My heart was pounding tremendously. I surveyed the disaster. When I finally took it all in, I laughed hysterically and probably physically glowed with pride. I glanced around for paper towels to begin cleaning myself up. Shoot. They didn't have any. After probably half a roll of toilet paper, I was dry. I made my way back to the sink where my clothes were, my head practically divided into two with a smile. Before grabbing my clothes, I stepped back far enough to see down to my knees in the mirror. I relished in seeing female anatomy in such proximity to a urinal (it never gets old!). For good measure, figuring a little more mess wouldn't make a big difference, I spread my legs and let out another spurt of pee--what had managed to collect in the few minutes I used to clean up--onto the floor. It was funny to see it from a third person perspective. I wiped myself dry again, washed my hands (as if it made a difference with my lower half having been totally soaked in bladder juices moments before), and begrudgingly donned my clothes, sans socks. Not wanting to leave the site of my triumph, I paced back to the urinal for one last look. There was a lot of urine beneath it and the outer side of the lip was splattered with pee. It looked like some drunk guy didn't even try to hit the mark. I quivered with excitement and finally departed, not encountering a single soul on my journey back to my room. I was unbelievably turned on. I wanted to pee all over everything and pleasure myself like there was no tomorrow, but I saved it until I got a warm bath ready, in which I alternated between masturbating and peeing directly in the water whenever I accrued anything in my bladder. I, of course, showered after to get properly cleaned, and then immediately came to my computer to write this up. I hope you all enjoyed it!!! I can still hardly believe I FINALLY DID IT!!!!!
  23. There are some interesting scenarios where girls (or anyone) can be desperate to pee in a long bathroom line. But one particular interesting example could be the bathroom line at a middle school or high school between classes. You have those scenarios where you need to use the restroom, but can't go during class, and time between classes is kind of tight, so here is an interesting scenario. This is a variation of the scenario I had done in another forum, but I wanted to eliminate some of the interaction and get right to the point. Factors to consider: I) There are five minutes between classes, and 50 minute class periods. II) Can’t be late, and can’t use the restroom during class (already used up any free tardies or emergency bathroom passes, if you even had any). If you are late or have to use the restroom during class, you either get an after-school detention, in school suspension, or a day of Saturday school. III) Asking teacher to use restroom before the bell rings won't work, since she already used up her restroom passes, and will probably only make her later. IV) There are three toilets available in each girls bathroom (and there are three total sets of restrooms in the building, not counting the nurse's restroom or the gym locker rooms). V) There are at least 1,000 students in this school (and at least 500 of them are girls). VI) A girl named Emily needs to use the restroom with a desperation of about 9.5 out of 10 (meaning about as close as you can come to peeing your pants without actually doing so) between third and fourth periods. She is sitting in class right at the end of third period shaking almost to tears because she has to pee so bad, but can't leave the classroom until the class is over. Meanwhile, girls in other classes are in a similar predicament (we'll call them Tina, Nicole, and Tiffany), and have a ways to go to get to the restroom, but are able to get there a little bit ahead of Emily (like the 1 to 1 1/2 minute mark after the previous class is over), because the restroom is closer, and they do need to pee, they aren't "quite" as desperate, so can probably walk a little faster because they aren't as worried about having a full-blown accident right then an there. VII) Emily arrives at the restroom closest to her next class with about 3 minutes to go before the next class (took here about 2 minutes to get from previous destination to here). She couldn't run or walk faster because she had to focus on not losing control of her bladder before getting to the bathroom. VIII) Peeing on the floor, trash can, sink, water bottle, chair, or desk are not allowed. Each girl either pees in a toilet, or can’t make it and pees in her pants. IX) Cutting in line is not allowed, even if those at the front of the line are not as desperate as the ones at the back of the line, because there is a line for a reason, plus no one is allowed to be late. Basically it’s a “first come, first serve” type of queue line, regardless of how desperate you are. However, it is possible that maybe one or more of the girls “gives up” on the situation if she’s not that desperate and figures she can wait another hour, which may in essence make the line a little shorter where Emily has a better chance to pee and get to class on time. But for the purposes of this topic, we’ll assume that is not going to happen. It’s also possible in theory that one or more may only need to apply makeup, which is not really part of the “pee line”. But again, for these purposes, we’ll assume everyone is in line to use one of the three toilets. X) Each girl will need a minimum of one minute of time in the stall before exiting. It may take longer, and may take a lot longer is somebody needs to do #2. But for the purposes of this topic, we’ll assume everyone only has to do #1. XI) There may be a bathroom monitor present, but only to make sure things there is no line cutting, or that nothing gets out of control like horseplay, smoking, stuffing toilets with paper towels. XII) This is the way the toilet queue looks with three minutes to go before class, and three toilets in this restroom (all three stalls are currently occupied). A) Girl 1 (Elizabeth)—18 year old senior, desperation about 5 out of 10 (arrived about 45 seconds after previous class ended, and there was already one girl ahead of her in line) B) Girl 2 (Brandi)—17 year old senior, desperation about 6 out of 10 (arrived about 50 seconds after previous class ended, and there were two girls ahead of her) C) Girl 3 (Michelle)—17 year old junior, desperation about 7 out of 10 (arrived around the 1 minute mark) D) Girl 4 (Jennifer)—16 year old junior, desperation about 7.5 out of 10 (arrived around the 1 minute mark) E) Girl 5 (Tina)—16 year old sophomore, desperation about 8 out of 10 (arrived around the 1:30 mark) F) Girl 6 (Nicole)—15 year old sophomore, desperation about 8.5 out of 10 (arrived around the 1:30 mark) G) Girl 7 (Tiffany)—15 year old freshman, desperation about 9 out of 10 (arrived around the 1:45 mark) H) Girl 8 (Emily)—14 year old freshman, desperation about 9.5 out of 10 (arrived around the 2 minute mark) FFor what it is worth, the first three girls (Elizabeth, Brandi, and Michelle) are able to finally get into a stall and start doing their business at the 2:10, 2:30, and 2:50 marks, respectively. Naturally, the ones that really have to pee the worst are the ones that are at the back of the line. So as you can see, the first three or four girls probably could wait another period, but would prefer not to. They are in a position to where they probably have enough time to pee and get to class on time, but can also hold it for another hour if need be. They decide to go ahead and pee now since they have the time to do so (their classes are right near the restroom), because you don’t know what might happen after the next hour, because their desperation might be closer to a 9 out of 10 by then and then have to deal with a longer line. As a result, the last four girls in line are in a bad situation. These four girls pretty much have to pee within the next 15 minutes or so, which means in essence they need to pee during this particular break. Unfortunately, they don’t have enough time to wait in line, pee, and get to their next class on time, because it was a 5 minute passing period, and there are currently 3 minutes left. Also unfortunate for those girls is that if they are late, they get a 30-minute detention because they may have been late a time or two before (or their teachers have a no tolerance policy on tardies). And they can’t go to the bathroom during class, and clearly can’t wait another hour. This could be the dream scenario for those hoping for an accident, and a nightmarish scenario for those 4 girls involved in that predicament. F Now, the first question you might ask, is if the last four girls had to pee that bad, why didn’t they get into the bathroom sooner before the line got so long. Maybe their previous classroom was so far away, and this was the closest restroom they could find and the soonest they could get there. So here are a few questions: Knowing how desperate Emily and the others are to pee and how many girls are ahead of them in line, what should they do? Wait in line, pee, get to class late and deal with the consequences (or fight if she thinks it’s unfair) End up wetting herself before getting to the front of the line, and have to deal with an accident, and possibly being late to class anyway. Go to class without peeing, and pee all over herself (her pants, seat, or whatever sometime during her next class) Other (remember the line-cutting, peeing on the floor, sink, trash can, or water bottle is not allowed). If she is late and receives a detention, what should she do about it? Have parents sign it and serve it, and don’t make a bad situation worse. Talk the situation over with her parents, and have them talk to the school administration about the whole mess. Don’t talk to her parents, and don’t serve the detention, and possibly get a misconduct and in-school suspension or Saturday school instead, in which case the parents will have to get involved anyway. Other. If she realizes she doesn’t have enough time to wait in line and get to class on time and decides to try to wait it out, what should she do? Try to hold it as long as possible through her next class, and maybe relieve a little pressure from time to time by peeing in her pants just a little bit at a time and hope the wet spot isn’t too noticeable and that she can get to the bathroom after the next class. Hold it as long as she can, and eventually have a full-blown accident. Miraculously be able to hold it through the whole next period, against all odds, and then start the cycle all over again at the next break. Other. If she does end up peeing her pants because she can’t go to the bathroom, what should she do? Ask to see the nurse. Ask to call home for a change of clothes. Ask to leave school to go home to change clothes (unless it’s the last period of the day, when it’s pointless) Ask to talk to the principal or assistant principal about the situation right then and there. Ask to call her parents about the situation. Other