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  1. Small introduction (the story is below so skip this first paragraph if you’re the tl;dr type): i wrote about this a very long time ago and the story got lost. This happened in my freshman year of college when me and my girlfriend at the time were 19. I remember always wanting to see a genuine accident, and for some reason she agreed to hold it. The rules were easy: drink enough to where you have to go but not too much. Wait a little while until it gets bad, but not too bad, and then we will hangout. The other was that she has to hold it and try to hold it no matter what even if it starts to come out. Last, I’m not supposed to know when so that it seems more real. Her roommates were gone for the entire week so she had a room to herself and invited me over after drinking quite a few liquids when we ate at a dining hall. Story description starts: To start this story I had just gotten back from lunch and played a game for about a half hour. Sarah (fake name for the real girl) had texted me but I didn’t pay any mind to it. I didn’t yet know that she had planned it for that day. I showered got out and saw more texts. The first was, “hey, wanna come over?” Which was the one I ignored. The next three while I showered were, “you may want to get over here soon.” “This is getting quite urgent” “come over here or I’m going to have to go before you’re here.” Now me not knowing what she planned I didn’t know where she was going, but I texted back and headed over. I was greeted to her in a green t-shirt, and slightly dark blue jeans (not too dark). Her underwear she had on were light blue cotton panties. To give a small description she was about 5’4, had blonde wavy hair, blue eyes, and was skinny/slender. She had about B cup breasts and her but was round and protruded slightly but was not voluptuous. She was good looking. The real story begins: So, after I got there she stated, “I was really starting to have to pee and would’ve had to go if you didn’t get here. It’s getting bad.” I got excited at the idea and proceeded to follow her to her room. She locked the door. She began to pace a little around her room until she stood still at the corner edge of her bed with her legs crossed. She had tried this before and left before it got bad, but even then she had stayed in one spot for a bit and crossed her legs to hold it while it got bad. She had told me while she had crossed her legs that it’s a comfortable position for her so that she doesn’t jolt her bladder. After a few minutes she began to put her left hand on her crotch while crossing her legs (she’s a lefty) and started to state that it was getting worse. She kept trying to check her phone to text people or check Facebook so she’d keep her hand in between her legs and would walk over, cross her legs and move her legs with her knee arched in and would switch legs, and then would proceed to walk back to the same spot and cross her legs again. I could see occasionally she would begin to squeeze a tiny bit harder with her hand. She began to walk slower to check her phone and stated it wasn’t getting a bit worse. At this point it starts getting even more interesting. She seemed a bit more frozen in place and looked at me and asked, “how am I suppose to check my phone? This got really bad” and then breathed a little sharply, increased the pressure of her hand and leg slightly and looked at me. I stated, “well why not use both hands? The pressure should subside a tiny bit, then you can go over and check your phone and position yourself just like you are here.” So she put her right hand over her left and uncrossed her legs and walked over to her phone (it was about 6 feet away from where she stood so not far) and did a small dance that looked like a jog on the way over and giggled a little at what she called her own ridiculousness. She then did the same thing walking back over. She hung her head down for a second and squeezed a little harder clearly starting to feel the urgency. She told me she can’t believe she’s still holding it and felt her own bladder then told me to feel it. It was as hard as a rock almost to her belly button. That bladder was full and she looked like the pressure was intense. She crossed her leg again and stated she couldn’t really move too much anymore. As this continued she began to hunch a little more as the pressure increased. She starting having to switch hands as the pressure she was using to hold herself turned her knuckles white and when she switched hands her legs relaxed from what looked like an iron locked grip on each other. She began to hunch over slightly in a way that I could see were slight bladder spasms and her eyes would squint as she clenched and her breathing would become harder during those times. One time in particular she bent forward suddenly and exclaimed “ow ow ow!!” She had bent so suddenly she got a back cramp. I had hugged her to give back support and massaged the cramp. She said, “this is the worst I’ve had to go in my whole life” and recounted some stories of where she’s felt a bladder spasm like this but always went when they weren’t as intense because she would read and be so into the book. She then went back to staying slightly hunched over and switching her hand once in a while. The best way I could describe this is that over the course of this entire time she began to look more like a cork that was going to explode. Her leg was locked in place and her hands were white with the pressure she was putting on herself. She was giving it her all to hold it. I could tell that it was getting worse and worse. She was more quiet and stiff in her position besides her body’s movements. Her breathing began to get harsh as she bent forward again with her hand turning white. She looked at me and stated, “This isn’t going to work much longer.” She then bent forward again and I could hear her strained breathing. I asked if a little had already come out and if her underwear was wet at all and all she’s could do was shake her head slightly yes. No leaks were visible but very tiny ones had happened. I took a few steps back because I wanted to watch her whole body react to the inevitable. She stated that she literally could not move and was locked in a hunched over position. She then gasped a little and in the in between switched her hand back to her left (clearly trying to get the max pressure relief from her dominant hand) and then stayed in that hunched over position. Then she exclaims “Are you kidding me?!? I already stopped it twice!!” And I could see a drop starting to come from the back of her pants. She kept her legs crossed very tightly and continued to put pressure on her hand. It stopped for a second and then it spread more until it covered her from her butt to her feet. A puddle had started to form at her feet. Up until that point she’s kept her hand hard pressed trying to stop it. “Ew ew ew!” She exclaimed as she removed her hand clearly losing control. Then she said “I give up” because it had already come out and she wasn’t able to stop it. I thought she would’ve leaked once with how hard she was trying but I guess all that effort lead to an inevitable soft explosion instead. It didn’t come out too violently as she had tried to hold through the flood but a lot did come out in the end. She stated that she tried her absolute hardest but that it was unstoppable. She took off her pants revealing her soaked underwear and she then left and took a shower. Our afterstory remains ours after that. The last part of the deal was that after she actually succeeded in doing this then I would too to keep things “even” in a sense. My own experience was a bit interesting as well. Let me know what you think! I haven’t shared anything in a very long time, but I hope this was worth the read. I tried being descriptive even in the parts where not too much occurred. Signing Off, Cool Bro.
  2. ] this is my favorite image i made for omorashi. took me a good hour. link for dA: http://gnieep.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d53h6vt
  3. Jodie was in her mid-twenties, brown tied-back hair, and was not very skinny, nor obese. She was a good size. Legs and hips big enough that they could not perfectly cross, but nice breasts. She was also very cute. That day she wore tight jeans, black high heels, a tight black shirt. Her big, beautiful eyes looked out into the bar. It was her favorite spot ever. She had her first memories here. Sneaked in for first date, kiss, "activities" and made lots of friends. She celebrated every promotion and new job here. That night the bar was filled. It was up in the hills, away from civilization. She was there with her boyfriend , Jeff. Jodie just closed a huge deal with her firm's biggest client ever. Her coworkers and boss Fred took her out. Jodie had spent two hours playing beer pong, and losing very badly. While she chugged down over a dozen half-filled solo cups of beer, she finished off her water bottle. She said to her peers, "Guys, I really needed this, thank you. Thank you too Fred." She then kissed Jeff. "And of course my favorite guy." Fred said, "Jodie, you deserved it. Tonight is your night. We haven't won a deal this big and bloated in a long time." Hearing 'bloated' made Jodie feel a twitch from her thoughts . . . in her bladder. Fred continued, "Jodie, you washed away the competition like a rain storm." Jodie's leg moved forward and back. Her stomach made a growl as a signal. Jodie felt discomfort in her bladder. Her lower belly had a warm pressure in it. She knew her bladder was full. Fred's talk was reminding her and making it worse. Jodie said, "Um, Fred-." "Let me finish Jodie. Our firm is a wave of power now. An ocean." Jodie had a worried expression on her face. Her legs became more restless. She had to get away from Fred. She and Jeff went to a pool table where others were at a game. "Hey fellas," she greeted the guys. They all said hi back. Complimenting Jodie on her big win at work. As they played, a waitress came by and asked if anyone wanted a refill of their beers. A couple did, and she started to pour above their glasses. A stream leaked down into their cups, splashing. Jodie's bladder felt like it was moving inside of her. "Babe, you alright?" asked Jeff, noticing her discomfort. "I think my drinks are finally catching up with me." "Bathroom is over there." "Nah. I can wait." Jodie was not a fan of public restrooms. She did not have shy bladder or anything. She just hated germs. She liked being clean, not covered in any filth at all. As the games went on, Jodie's awesome butt, round and covered in the tight blue of her jeans showed her cheeks going back and forth. During that time of watching their game, she had another beer with the guys. Desperate. That is what would describe her. Jodie really had to go. "Eeeee," she said. Croaking from the building bladder pressure. Jodie walked off towards the bathrooms. She went in the ladies room. No lines. Three stalls, only one occupied. She was about to go in but did not like the slight smell of dried alcohol-fused urine. Classic bar bathroom smell. She left the bathroom, bladder fully loaded. She took Jeff to the dance floor in front of the band playing. They jumped up and down, all around to the beats of the hard rock. She could not notice her full bladder. Until the band took a break. Then, the boiling pressure hit her in the bottom of the belly, in between the legs like a baseball had hit her there. Jodie was desperate to pee. She had to go. Now! Jodie sucked it up and went for the bathroom. Right as she opened the door, Fred grabbed her from behind. She even saw a free stall just as she was heading in. "Jodie!" he said. "I gotta do a toast for you before I leave. Come on." "Umm," Jodie said, worried. Sweat started to form on her forehead. She hopped a little in place. "Fred, I just really have to-." "Oh, if you need to go first, go right ahead." Jodie was about to go to the bathroom, finally, but did not want to be rude. Fred was a good boss. She thought, I really gotta go. Never drank this much in a bar. Crap! "Let's go for that toast," she said in dread. Fred smiled and walked them over . . . away from Jodie's relief. Her much needed relief. Fred held up a glass as the bartender poured, like a stream, lite, golden champagne into people's glasses. Jodie could not drink anymore. She was not drunk, but desperate to pee. Seeing the pouring of the golden liquid made her bounce. She tried to control it from the embarrassment of people knowing she had to go. She crossed her tight, high heeled leg over the other. Turning a couple of the guy's on. Fred forced a bigger glass than the others into her hand. "Oh, no thank you Fred. I couldn't drink another-." "Nonsense!" he said, pouring it in. Jodie's big eyes stared in torment. Utter agony as she saw and heard the splashing around in her glass. She wanted to leak like the bottle was. She had at least two chances. She felt like she was losing control and bit her lip, looking away. She could not drink this. "WE have never made a bigger splash in success than we did when Jodie joined the team. We drowned the competition like rain filling up the battlefield. Filling, and filling," Jodie felt it. SHE FELT IT. Oh no! Everyone I know is here. It's my night. I've never had an accident, I'll die of embarrassment.. She swore under her breath at herself. She wore her tightest jeans tonight. They were lite blue, so if she peed herself it would show. She almost felt sick as her gut expanded, jeans pushing on her bladder forcing pee to head out. She held her legs tight. Fred finished his speech, and they all lifted their glasses and drank. Jodie could not do it. She tried putting it down but Fred insisted. "Come on Jodie, you're the champ. Drink." Everyone chanted. "Drink! Drink! Drink!" Hearing those words made her bladder agony worse. This was going to end her. She had to dash for the bathroom after and prayed it was available. She closed her eyes, almost crying due to the fear of wetting herself in front of everyone, and drank the champagne. She drank and drank, and it rushed through her, hitting her bladder, but unable to fully get it since she was past her limit. "Excuse me Fred," she said. Uncrossing her legs so she could walk, but keeping tight together. Fred held her in place. "Please, God-." "Jodie, you got to say some words, come on." Jodie bit her lip. She was scared, in a pain of bladder urgency. She looked at the bathroom. No line. She could still make it. "Ok, um, it was really nothing. I-I-- jjust, focused on the files and-." her bladder pounced with pain. It was a huge shot that almost made her lose it. "I . . . .owe it all to Fred. Best boss and mentor ever!" She hugged her boss and people clapped. "Everyone let's party on!" They did. She was free. Jodie's heart sparkled. She ran to the bathroom and, "Damn!" A line was outside the door. Jodie had a tear fall from her eye. What bad luck, blaming herself for not taking chances before. She could have gone. Douhhhhh! Why didn't I just go before!!? I can't have an accident!" She went in line. She was the most antsy person in it. Dancing with her legs going up and down, arms crossed across her chest. She was finally in the bathroom. No one was behind her. People were enjoying the band again. "Thank god, I'm gonna make it," she whispered to herself. Relieved, but only slightly. She was still desperate as all hell. One of the stalls now had an OUT OF ORDER sign on it. A girl came out of a stall, leaving the restroom, not washing her hands. "Ew," Jodie said. She saw the toilet, and it caused her bladder to automatically started letting go. She hurried in, but a girl ran past her, going into the stall. Jodie stopped her. "No no no, I'm about to burst." The girl was crying. A guy then walked in and grabbed Jodie by the shoulders. "I'm sorry, my girlfriend and I are...we need to talk. Give us a minute?" the guy said. Jodie placed her hands on her crotch. She started bouncing, very fast. "No way! I've been dying all night to pee!" But the guy didn't care. He pushed Jodie out. "She thinks I'm a cheater, use the men's room. We'll be done quick." He pushed Jodie out and shut the door. Jodie pushed at it, but it wouldn't open. She pushed hard, she had to get in there NOW! But he locked it from the inside. Jodie looked towards the men's room. Line, of course. Jodie put her hands in her tight jeans pockets. Legs tight,moving around as she bounced. She had an expression of absolute fear and nervous on her. How was she going to make it. She felt the pee just above the exit righ to her panties and letting everyone see stained jeans. Gotta go, gotta go! Hold it Hold it Hold it! The very thought of her coworkers and others at her favoirte place seeing her fill her jeans with made her have so much anxiety. "Ahhhh, oooooooo, eeeeeee!" She knocked hard on the door. "You done yet?" The girl who had been in the other stall opened the door. Of course! It was Jodie's miracle of relief. Jodie darted in but the guy pushed her out again. She stomped her foot on the ground, making a clapping sound with the heel. She mumbled, "Ggggaaaaaageeheeh!" She had to get out of here. She left through the bar's doors and went to her car........her heart sank at the sight, and she stopped breathing. "N-no." Some jerk had parked his huge truck in back of her car, making it boxed in on all sides. She was trapped. The only way to escape flooded panties, soaked jeans, and a lifetime of embarrassment in front of everyone she knew was the bar's bathroom. She stormed back inside. The ladies bathroom was open and no line! She ran as fast she could in those heels. Just then, a female bartender came out and locked the door. She placed a sign on it that almost shocked the pee out of Jodie: OUT OF ORDER. There was one on the men's room too. Jodie asked the bartender. "W-w-what the hell happened to the b-bathroom?" Her legs we inwards at the knees. Her hands in her pockets, bouncing. Her whole body was tense, hot, and pressure formed from an even worse force of bloated pain in the bladder. RED ALERT! EMERGENCY! Her nice purple panties with a butterfly picture on the crotch. They would not survive watery pee blast of this proportion. "Sorry miss," the bartender said. "The sewage system in our hills gets clogged sometimes. Roots always grow into them, and guess boss didn't keep up with having it taken care of." Jodie asked, "W-well when will the toilets me working again?" "You kidding? Our pipes are toast. Mud literally is in the toilets from the backup. I'll tell you, I'm glad it happened after the last people went. No one has to go through any torture or anything, you feel?" Jodie only felt terrified, hopeless, and agony. She grabbed her crotch and legs turned in tight. She crossed them. Her bladder had become so full after hours of drinking and letting her tank fill WAY past max then she felt her arm touching her belly which expanded out , over her jean's waist and belt. Jodie was sweating like crazy. Eyes watery. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. Jeff came up from behind her and spooked her. She almost lost it. She almost ALMOST had a few drops fall out. She was using every last ounce of muscle. "Hey babe." He said. "You alright?" "Jeff, I never got to go! I have to pee worst than ever in my whole life, seriously. I don't know what to do, the bathrooms are locked down." "Why didn't you go before?" "I tried but I didn't like the smell, then I tried again but some jerk tossed me out, now this! I-." Her bladder started rupturing inside. It was about to burst. She had minutes...maybe seconds. She could feel HER PIPES leaking HER plumbing in her body overclogged. "I'll cover you. Let's go in the woods. You can pee there, I won't look. You'll be fine." Jodie hated the thought of that. But what choice did she have? She was going to pop and humiliate herself. Jodie started to breath heavy and headed out with one legs crossing in front of the other. "You shrewd!" one girl screamed. She was yelling at her boyfriend, the one who locked Jodie out the bathroom. "You're a cheater, a liar,"she said yelling and walking away. "Babe come on!" the boyfriend said. The girl saw Jodie and grabbed her, pulling her over. Jodie reached out to Jeff as a cry for survival. "She heard you too. She knows your scum. Tell him girl! Hey everyone! LEt us girls tell you how this scum of a guy is." Why was this happening to Jodie. Oh no oh no oh no!!!! Jeff watched Jodie in horror. She was crying, a stain started to form on the back center of her butt. Her walls keeping the flood in had come down. Jodie's legs burst open from the pressure of her bladder popping, causing a spasm in her whole body. "NO, NO...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" That's the scream as the pee in Jodie burst out. Her front and back had stains crawling everywhere. Her jeans becoming so damp. The spasm caused her jean's button to pop off and cause a faster release. Her bladder kept pouring and pouring. It would not stop. People screamed. "Oh my god!" "What the hell girl!" "Nasty!" "HAHAHAH She's peeing herself!" Some guys watching in erousment. Jodie became so red. Tears rolled down her face,the bottom of her shirt covered with pee that splashed up. It leaked under her heels and all over them, her feet stained and smelley of pee. Jodie was humiliated. She could have made it hours ago and she knew it. She could have gone but she would not suck it up, and it cost her her reputation at this bar. Coworkers saw too. How would she face them Monday? "I.....I......" Jodie was crying. She covered her face with her hands and ran off. Out the bar. Down the hill, leaving her car behind.She never returned to the bar. The end.
  4. Well, I CAN feel the urge to pee, and really badly, but after a while, pretty much when I get to the point where, I feel like I'm about to "WET MYSELF" it kind of goes away? Like the urge, the pressure, or whatever it's called, just goes away? BUT, then at complete random, I'll start peeing. In the INTRODUCE YOURSELF section, I explained my first wetting experience, which was a HUGE ACCIDENT, and eventually led me to my "fetish" so to speak? I needed to pee so bad, my brother said there was no bathroom (THAT WAS USABLE) so I kept holding it, which I shouldn't have done, and just peed earlier like he told me, but it just went away, and then, like an hour later I just starting PEEING? Without even feeling a thing at all? My question is, is losing the feeling, and then peeing like that without an urge NORMAL? OR AN ISSUE? OR IT'S NORMAL FOR SOME?