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  1. DarthBane93

    Holding till I burst.

    Movie on 7-17-19 at 2.10 AM.export.mov Hmm it wouldn't let me have this text block and insert the video in my post for some reason. Haven't had time to look back at the fun I had the other day. Was just feeling my favorite naughty omo mood and decided to do a hold until I burst which is really rare for me, because I can hold so long it's usually just annoying and painful well before I reach that point lol. This one. was at least 8 hours with I don't even remember how much fluid, but at least 12-14 16oz bottles worth of water worth in me, it honestly hurt by the end so much my compromise was I just wouldn't have a conscious block, (super hard for me) but I wouldn't force it out either. Split it in 3 vids. First one more like an intro, tried letting a little go but holding on if I could which I was able to, second one I tried the same thing but was not able to hold on anymore, and third was still how much fluids I had. It was a wet, warm, golden night https://vk.com/wall335842433?offset=0&own=1&w=wall335842433_104 Posting the VK link on my profile, figure that will be easier d/t upload limits and ish.
  2. 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.
  3. Polkadotpuddle

    12 hour bladder control

    Tomorrow morning I hand over the metaphorical key to my bladder to @irvingarlington for about12 hours. I’ll need his permission to pee, change, or take care of any... excitement. For a large portion of the day he may also command me to wet, hold, drink, wear a diaper, edge, or complete other tasks he decides, all while completing g some Sunday chores. I’ll try to share at least a bit of what he puts me through, depending on what we are both comfortable with me sharing. This is a first experience post for me and my first control experience quite like this... Hopefully people are interested
  4. h1234

    Graduation Time!

    I had a friend just graduate from college, She is 24. Once the graduation was over she was met by friends and family that wanted to take photo's, but she just said one thing, she had to pee badly and needed to find the closest bathroom. Got me thinking, have you seen someone desperate to pee or having an accident at a high school or college graduation? Can be a person who is graduating or members of the audience.
  5. Version 1.0.0

    13,744 downloads

    This was requested in the Video Links & Uploads section. I saw this on jade-net-home and couldn't cough up the money fast enough, lol. This one is right on-topic for me. It features a series of young ladies standing in a room holding it. The difference with this one is that it focuses on bulging bladders. The girls display their bladders for a significant portion of each scene. They also measure their wastes. Nice movie.

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  6. ChloeLeSaurus

    My most intense hold yet!

    Usually when I hold I do so with my husband, and I'll talk about it in the discord chat but they don't get to see all the fun details. Well, my husband is out of town and encouraged me to have some fun while he's gone, so... I did something I've been meaning to do for a while. I followed a suggestion I saw in a different thread and I waited until I had a noticable urge before I started drinking. Then I downed about 2L of water, and waited. And waited. Took about 4 hours, because I'm slow to fill. But soon enough I was bouncing around, holding myself, and telling everyone in the discord chat about it. It was BAD. I've never had to pee that badly before! I felt like there was a basketball in my bladder, and with the challenges they were giving me (laying on my bladder, standing up, washing my hands, pouring water into a cup) I was SUPER desperate. I was leaking a decent amount through all those challenges. FINALLY, they let me go. But I had to get some different relief first... and let me tell you, when I finished, it was WET. I leaked so bad when I came that I felt it almost puddle under me... I'm so glad I had the foresight to put a towel down or my bed would be wet. I immediately rushed to the shower (thankfully only a few steps away, my bedroom is weird) and peed through my panties. I've never wet like that before. It soaked into my panties and dripped down my legs... and the relief felt so good. I was peeing pretty slowly but constantly for like, 2 or 3 minutes. It was insane. I had to go so badly that it hurt. I took some pictures to post, to commemorate my first real(?) wetting. I didn't totally lose control, I did let go, but I'm not sure I'm capable of fully wetting without being in unpleasant amounts of pain. This was really intense.. too intense to want to repeat very often. But I really enjoyed it and I probably will be trying this again when I want to push myself. I don't usually take pictures so I hope they came out okay! I was a little braindead coming down from everything
  7. Its been a while since I last wrote a story, and we had a good experience a few weeks ago so it seemed like a good time to start contributing again! The day began with a trip to a city about an hour away. After we had been gone for several hours, she mentioned needing to pee but there were no bathrooms around. I halfheartedly looked around, not seeing any either, and we proceeded along with the day. A while later we passed by a bathroom which she either ignored or didn't see, but I wasn't about to point it out! She has always been good at holding when she is busy, but ever since she started intentionally holding a couple years ago she gives off no outward signals unless she is REALLY desperate, so its hard for me to tell how bad off she is. Finally, about 20 minutes later, she again mentioned that she really needed to pee. I got a bright idea and asked if she wanted to wait until we got home - I gave it a 50/50 chance she would say yes. She thought about it a while before she agreed. Success! As she always does when she mentions really needing to pee, she looked down at crotch and laughed as I tried to discreetly adjust my growing hard-on. "You know, that thing is going to get you in trouble one of these days!" I couldn't really argue with her, but thankfully my pants were fairly loose and it wasn't very noticeable. We continued with the shopping trip, but soon I saw her moving her legs around whenever she stopped, then she started bending over. Shortly after she turned to me and said "OK, if you want me to make it home, we need to go!" I would never purposely put her in a position where she wet herself, so we checked out and quickly made it to the car. As soon as we sat down in the car, she crossed her legs and leaned forward a little before buckling up and settling back for the 45 minute drive home. While I said I would never put her in a position where she wet herself, I still enjoy messing with her so I grabbed a water bottle and took a nice long drink from it while staring straight at her. After I was done, I handed her the water bottle. Normally she will laugh and push it away, but this time, much to my surprise, she grabbed it and took a long swig before telling me "I know I'm going to regret that later, but I am REALLY thirsty!" Needless to say, I had to make some more adjustments downstairs. Over the next 10 minutes, she took a few more small sips of water, immediately groaning each time. Finally, when we were about 30 minutes from home, she moaned loudly and squeezed her legs tightly together. "OK, this is getting ridiculous!" I remembered that unbuttoning my jeans helps when I am doing a long hold, so I told her. "Fine, I'll try anything, but it won't help" she snapped as she hastily unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down slightly. "OK, you win. That is WAY better!" I was on a roll, so I decided to push my luck. "That means you can drink some more water, right?" She gave me a cheesy grin and proceeded to drink the rest of the water bottle! I would say she had drunk at least a half liter since we got into the car, and surely it was going to start hitting her soon. She anticipated the effect this would have on me and reach over to unbutton my jeans and slid my now rock-hard dick out, squeezed it, then released it to slap my stomach. "I've got to say, this is getting me REALLY turned on. I can't wait to get back to the house so I can jump on that!" She would occasionally reach over and stroke it a few times. Eventually she leaned down and slid her mouth around it! It caught me surprise because she hasn't done that in quite a while, but she quickly sat back up. "OK, that was a bad idea. Squeezed my bladder and almost peed myself!" Then she reached over and tucked it back in my pants. She then grabbed a soda from supper earlier and drank the rest of it as well. "Hey, I'm really enjoying this so I want to really push myself!" I forced my mind to other things for a while and successfully calmed myself down. At least for another 10 minutes or so - just as we exited the highway, she crossed her lights tightly again and I could feel some stirring down below. Soon she was openly holding herself and loudly said "OK, that was REALLY stupid! I can feel it all going straight to my bladder. I hope I can still make it..." It was everything I could do to concentrate on driving. She got more desperate by the minute before she finally slid her hand inside her pants. "Damn, it is WET down there! If I didn't know better I would say I had already leaked!" She kept her hand inside her panties and from what I could see out of the corner of my eye, it looked like she was doing more than just holding herself. And here comes the erection in full force. Soon she pulled her hand out then slid it back but outside her pants and crossed her legs tightly around it. She was subtly bouncing in her seat now, and getting visibly distressed. It peaked as we turned into our neighborhood and she removed her hands. Just as she did that, she got the "near to the bathroom" syndrome and spurted inter her panties! She quickly jammed her hand back and beat on the door handle with the other. "Oh GOD, I have to pee SO BAD! Can't you go any faster!?" Just as she said this, I hit a bump as I passed a cross street. "Shit, I just leaked again!" and she jammed both hands into her crotch. I quickly came up to another bump so I started slowing down. "What are you doing? Don't slow down, I don't care if there is a bump". She gritted her teeth and grunted as I bounced over the bump. One thing that really amazes me about her is how even when she is really, really, desperate, she can still get distracted and do something else briefly. Just after the bump she blurts out "Hey, lets check the mail! I'm supposed to get something today". She takes a deep breath and moans loudly as she buttons her pants back up then jumps out of the car. I can't help but stare as she is dancing around while pulling the mail out. I am going to stop at this point to bring something up. Some of you are aware, but many probably aren't because I haven't advertised it much. We have a store on Clips4Sale where we sell omorashi-themed videos. It is primarily desperation and peeing related, with some wetting and bull-bladder sex. I would say that about half of the videos are planned in advance (she will purposely get desperate then see where it goes), and about half are where we are out somewhere, she gets desperate, and we decide to record it. I'm kicking myself because normally I would have recorded all of this, but we had taken a brake from videos recently. As such, I didn't even think about it until I saw her dancing around like this, but I quickly pulled my phone out and recorded the last minute back to our house. She was begging me to hurry up and banging her hands on the door again. Needless to say, I was super turned on. I was just hoping she was still in the mood after she peed. She grabbed all of her stuff and the keys and jumped out as soon as the car stopped; I hurried after her to make sure I got a recording of her peeing. As she opened the door, she was greeted by our dog, who she told "Oh, look who needs to pee! I know how you feel, trust me!" She limped back towards the bedroom, and as she passed me she said "OK, are we doing this or what?" Huh? So apparently she was so turned on she didn't care how desperate she was. Awesome! I threw the phone onto a tripod and followed her into the closet where she had already stripped off her pants. I grabbed our water-proof blanked and followed her back where she was waiting not-so-patiently next to the bed. She was begging me to hurry up then held her self as she was waiting, which quickly tuned into rubbing herself. This part gets beyond the normal scope of this site so I'll paraphrase. I knew I wouldn't last long so I fingered her some, where I could feel just how swollen her bladder was (it was BIG). Once I actually entered her, I was right - I could tell I was already close. I lasted about a minute before I pulled out and fingered her some more to get her to an orgasm. As soon as I felt her getting close I re-entered her and we both climaxed hard! The second I pulled out grabbed herself and ran to the toilet. I was quick enough to grab the phone in time get there as she started peeing, and boy did she pee! In fact she was peeing so hard it was actually spraying out kinda sideways, which I don't remember ever seeing her do that before. The one unfortunate part is that the SD card in my phone filled up about 20 seconds after she started peeing, but it lasted for almost a full minute. I will finish this post by saying that I do, indeed, have the recording I mentioned. I will ask her permission, since these are ultimately her videos, but I hope to post the video (minus the sex, obviously) to this site for everyone to enjoy.
  8. View File OHOJHI-82 - JAV Bladder Bulge Display This was requested in the Video Links & Uploads section. I saw this on jade-net-home and couldn't cough up the money fast enough, lol. This one is right on-topic for me. It features a series of young ladies standing in a room holding it. The difference with this one is that it focuses on bulging bladders. The girls display their bladders for a significant portion of each scene. They also measure their wastes. Nice movie. Submitter BudTX Submitted 04/25/2017 Category Female Wetting  
  9. Thisguy8120

    Suggestions for a wetting

    Hey guys! I want to do a hold and wetting later but I want to try something new, I usually wait to late at night to not be caught. So any suggestions or ideas would be awesome!
  10. WettingFan91

    Tight Jeans Wetting After Hold

    Version 1.0.0

    40 downloads

    After the gym, breakfast, yard work, and other misc chores I finally had to throw on these tight jeans and give in to the need to pee after holding back all day. This one felt really good, I hope the male jeans wetting crowd and others alike enjoy! ?

    Free

  11. This occurred earlier this week but I'm just now getting around to writing about it. I describe the experience below which I hope is enjoyable (I'm new to writing about this!) and then a question at the end for you efficient types who just like to cut to the chase. So here goes: I wasn't planning on doing a hold/wetting but I found myself overtaken by events :). As I was leaving work for the evening I felt a slight urge to go but in a hurry to beat traffic I decided to put it off. My commute isn't too bad so I knew it wouldn't be an issue during the drive home. By the time I arrived at my apartment, maybe 45 minutes or so later, the urge was still there. After I got in and got settled, I got distracted doing some email and then generally mucking about online. I still had to go, obviously, but at this point there was no real phyisical manifestation of that just a mental acknowledgement. Eventually, I drifted into watching vidoes and reading a few things on here. Still not really thinking of wetting I did decide to enjoy the hold. I grabbed a large bottle of water and lay down on my bed to relax and continue my online meandering. Lying on my back with the laptop on my chest I began to feel the occassional urge. Initially, I just had to tighten my legs a litte bit to fight it off. As things progressed this became a more pronounced squirming. Waggling my legs back and forth and occasionaly pressing my crotch with my hand, I finished off the last of my water. The water had its intended effect and my need continued to increase. Not feeling like getting up yet I flopped over on my stomach, continuing to play on my laptop. Still squirming and fidgeting about I had to press my penis into my mattress to hold on. This became more and more frequent and my squriming got more and more intense. Soon, a squirt felt like it was going to come out but I squirmed tightly, pressing down on the mattress, and slipped a hand underneath to hold myself briefly. This kept on awhile with my antics becoming more pronounced and the need to hold myself becoming more frequent. Soon, a small squirt seeped out despite my best efforts, wetting the front of my underwear. Realizing that if I kept on like this there was a good possibility of a significant wetting and not wanting to damage the mattress I stood up to move over to my desk. Standing up caused a strong urge to come over me and I had to hold my laptop one handed and grab myself with the other to keep everything in check but I managed to escape without further damage. Getting the laptop USB cables and external monitor plugged in at the desk was a bit of a challenge as I was doing a pee dance to try and keep control and occassionally pinching at my penis with one hand. Sitting down eased things a bit but frequent urges caused me to open and close my legs and press on my crotch with my hand, squirming. Still not wanting to get up and go I figured I could hold on awhile longer even though the constant fidgeting should have made it obvious this wasn't true. A brief squirt came out and then a longer one. Grabbing my penis I could feel wetness under my hand so I knew it had soaked through. I continued to hold on though. After every release I'd feel a bit better and not need to hold or fidget for a brief period until the next wave of depseration came over me. I'd grab myself, holding on tight and shove around in the chair, squirming and still trying to focus on the video I was watching. More and more often though a wave a desperation would result in a spurt of pee soaking into my pants and the spurts were not minor. Still holdng, the wet spot was platter sized, much larger than the hand I was using to try and keep control. I could see the dark wet area soaking up toward my waistband and down into my crotch, just starting to spread down the thighs. When I took my hand away I could see pee glisten in the area I was holding. Leaking more and more frequently, I clutched myself as hard as I could, pressing my legs together with the urges but still feeling the warmth begin to soak down into my crotch and butt. Even this continued on for some minutes, the wetness continuing to spread even as I tried to control the leaks. Eventually I reached the end of the video I was watching and stood up to go to the bathroom. Stepping into the tub I let go and starting peeing my pants full force. With a river running down my legs, I could hear the hissing sound as the pee drilled into my underewar and jeans. I'm not sure how long I stood there until I felt empty but it was wondeful feeling the release and relief. --------------------------------- My question for folks is do you do a slow release wetting like this or more often the full on wetting when the desperation becomes too much? It was unusual for me to to do that full release in the shower that I described above (must have been inspired by stories on here!). My usual MO is to do a slow release, soaking my pants, until some point I decide either to get up and pee in the bathroom or change into a diaper and continue to wet that but without trying to hold on. The point is to find the relief in whatever form as the holding has reached a point I cannot or no longer wish to control it. Judging from stories I've read most people seem to prefer the full on wetting rather than a slow release and certainly it's the rare video that shows a gradual wetting while trying to hold on. I'm not sure why this difference in desires or behaviors exists. Anyone else care to share an experience along these lines
  12. I like to do holds where I can be able hold it the maximum amount of time whilst also having maximum desperate-ness, that is, pain in my bladder. Anyone know a method/level of drinking that can achieve an optimal level, that maximizes both without sacrificing the other? (I do value being able to hold the longest time and being able to do the desperation dance more than maximum desperate-ness, but I also need to be desperate to a certain degree that it's enjoyable and I don't feel like I'm merely as desperate as I could get from my normal life.)
  13. Papergami

    female [Commission] Long Meeting (Part 1)

    From the album: My Art

    Do you want a omorashi drawing of some special character? Contact and ask me! I make commissions for around $5. You can see more on my Deviantart page: https://papergami.deviantart.com/
  14. Bees

    female Omo RP Starter? :)

    From the album: Some Stuff I did (OCs)

    Fun Fact: this one was originally an RP starter. :P
  15. This happened a couple weeks ago when we were driving south to visit family. There’s pee AND poop in this, so if that’s not your thing back out now My boyfriend and I are both into omo and occasionally messing (him more than me, though), but this was surprisingly totally accidental. We live in Pennsylvania, so the drive all the way to Georgia is around 9ish hours. We had just hit Virginia when Mark (I’ll just keep calling him that, might as well right?) told me he had to pee. I asked if he wanted me to find a rest area and he told me that he was in the mood for a good ol’ car hold, which I am never opposed to. But since I’d be driving for a while, I thought it’d be best if I let him hold and stay in the driving mindset, y’know? Anyway, we stopped at a rest area and got him a couple bottles and some chips for me. I think that was around 1PM and at 2, Mark had gotten a bottle and a half down. And he ended up eating one of my bags of chips. His bladder is huge, so I know he wouldn’t be desperate for a while. That’s when he told me he had to poop a little bit too. We’d had a big breakfast earlier. I asked him again if he wanted to stop, and once again he said no — he’d hold his poop too. About 30 minutes later, he started to squirm. I asked him if it was poop or pee, and he said both. He alternated between squeezing his dick and clenching his buttcheeks for a while, so I thought I’d make it harder for him — I told him no hands. He whined for a second, but then put his hands by his sides. He squirmed even more, crossing and uncrossing his legs (as much as he could in a car) and pelvic thrusting to hold the poop in. I made him finish his water and considered other challenges to make his hold harder. He’s a very vocal holder. He panted, moaned, groaned, whined, and squealed as he squirmed. I knew he absolutely couldn’t hold still. So I told him to. ”Hold still with your legs open for 15 seconds. Every time you move you have to start over. Okay?” He obeyed, spreading his legs and holding them still. After a couple seconds he let out a loud moan and I saw a small glimmer of wetness on his shorts. He moved and squeezed his legs together with his hands holding his crotch. “Start over.” He repositioned himself, and I could get a good look at the damage done. A quarter-sized wet patch on the front of his shorts. He went on for longer this time until a wave of desperation hit him and he doubled over, squeezing his dick. He begged me to find a rest area, which I agreed to — until we hit traffic on the interstate. All lanes stopped because of a wreck ahead. Mark whined, bouncing his legs. A cramp must have hit him then as well, because a hand shot underneath of him to hold his bottom. ”Leo, I’m gonna shit in your car.” I hadn’t thought this through. I’m fine with piss in my car, but shit is admittedly a lot harder to clean up — so I grabbed an emergency pullup out of the dash and handed it to him to put on. He pulled off his pants and briefs, quickly pulling the pullup on before he could do any damage to my car. He pulled his pants on again just incase anyone had decided to look in. ”Don’t think I forgot. Spread your legs and hold still.” Mark whined again, letting himself squirm before spreading his legs. He farted and leaked — I could hear the spurt — but he didn’t move. Though he did moan very loudly, which got me a little excited. We hadn’t moved for a while, so I decided to pleasure myself a little as well. Since we were in public, however, the most I could do was stroke my shaft through my jeans. He blurted out, “FIFTEEN!” and quickly grabbed himself, starting to squirm again. ”Babe, I really gotta go. I don’t think I can hold either for much longer.” I looked at the time. 3:30. ”I’m giving you until four, and then you can let it all out. If you do before that, I have a punishment in mind.” “Yes, sir.” He groaned, bouncing rapidly. I knew he couldn’t make it until four. That just makes it more fun. At around 3:45, he leaked again. And then again a couple minutes later. Finally, at around 3:50, he lost control of his bladder. It all came gushing out of him, hissing as it was absorbed by the pullup. He moaned loudly and lewdly. I felt my pants get tighter. A noticeable tent formed on both of our pants. He pissed full-force for about a minute until he was finally emptying. The pullup started leaking and forming a wet spot on his shorts. When he was done, he farted and groaned. It still wasn’t over. Traffic started moving again. A rest area was a half mile ahead — I was sure at the pace we were moving he wouldn’t make it to there, but I would have to get rid of a messy diaper. I could hear him straining to keep it in. He held his breath and groaned every couple seconds. He farted again and groaned one last time — and then he sighed and gave in. The poop squished out of him and filled the back of the pullup with an audible squelch. He sighed with relief. He and I were both rock hard. He crept his hand down his pants and discreetly began to jack off. Once again, his loud moans and panting filled the air. I rubbed myself through my jeans, horny as hell and wishing I could go down on him right then and there. He came in the pullup and let out a lewd yell, relaxing back in his seat. Not long after that I climaxed and came in my panties. We approached the rest stop. Mark and I cleaned up and changed our pants. And we went on our way. When we finally got to the hotel, I pinned him down on the bed. ”You haven’t forgotten your punishment, have you?” I stripped him down and ran my fingers up and down his body, deliberately missing his dick and any majorly sensitive area. Every time I came close to touching him, he got more and more horny. I just kept teasing him, not allowing myself to touch him where he waned me to. My fingers hovered above his tip, and he lost it. He grabbed me and started making out with me, hard. I stripped myself down, fucked him cowboy style, and came inside of him. Good ‘ol car hold.
  16. Hey, So a few days ago I went to my last class of the day and started feeling I kinda needed to go to the bathroom. As I finally left I went to the nearest bathroom just to find it was being cleaned so I couldn't use it. Going to another one meant crossing half the campus and I wasn't even near desperation so I just decided to go back home. I walked to my car always feeling my need growing bit by bit, like the times when it becomes unbearable kind of suddenly, but not that fast, just increasing by the moment. So I got to the car and the traffic and maybe because I was sitting or because of the seatbelt it actually became uncomfortable to hold. I then regret both the tons of water I drank at faculty and not going cross campus to another bathroom. Anyway that was going to be me against my blather so I just hopped for the best, since it was still not dark at all, I couldn't just pull over and go behind bushes or something. I also didn't want to get to my building soaking wet, or to wet at the door, that would be just embarrassing, but I decided that if a hold had started, well... When I finally got home I was pretty desperate already, so I parked as close to my building as I could and ran upstairs. My roomate wasn't home and I knew she was still going to take a while to get home, so it was perfect. I kept holding a while longer, hopping for a good stream when I finally burst. However, my need somehow decreased, so I started drinking some tea, and looking at the clock, to avoid an emabarrasing situation with my roomate arrival. On that last note, I finally decided to go on the tub and relieve myself at last, before it was too late and I lost control of the situation. That's the vid I leave you guys to, So it's my first vid upload ever, hope you people enjoy. MAH00852.MP4
  17. I found out this video browsing a "funny" part of Youtube today: this blonde-dye girl declares she wants to break the world record for holding pee, telling that peeing is a waste of natural resources and so on. I suppose the video's purpouse is to be funny, or at least to make the girl gain some popularity, but she ends up being obnoxious (imo). However, this girl is really cute, she likes to tease showing her tounge and she's squirming all the time, so it could be worth watching. Before anyone shout out 'underage', she says she's 18 in the video. CRACKHEAD BLONDE ATTEMPTS TO BREAK THE WORLD RECORD FOR HOLDING PEE.mp4 94.9 MB
  18. wetvitaly

    female Hold and Wetting

    I’m currently at my moms visiting with my sister before school starts again and I decided to do a hold. The first night was very relaxed and fun, and I had time alone to do my hold and be able to hide it if I wet myself. I drank two large cups of coffee, a cup of cranberry juice, and a tall glass of water before going outside and smoking pot. I began to feel very full very fast as I listened to music and felt the cold night air hit my skin. After about an hour I decided to head inside and rest, but my mom asked me to feed her dogs so I agreed. Filling the food bull was hard with my bladder being so full that when I bent down to scoop up food, I spurted so hard in my panties that it went through my shorts and splashed my thigh. I moaned and held my crotch as I carefully bent down to fill the cup with more food. My next task was 1. Bending down again to put the bowls on the ground, causing another spurt to soak my panties and fingers. 2. Filling the dog bowls with water. I entered the kitchen, just within sight of my mom, and turned the sink on. I touched the warm water and pulled my hand away fast, not realizing my sister had just done the dishes. I let the water run to cool down and kept my hands firmly at my sides. Because my mom could see me, I couldn’t pee dance or hold myself. I was too embarrassed to show her how badly I had to go. I pressed my thighs together as my mom began speaking to me, watching me fill the bowls. My hands were shaking as I watched the water trickle into the bowl, causing ripples on the surface. I squeezed my eyes shut tight, sweating now as I murmured in response to my mom talking to me. I pressed my thighs together even tighter and moaned softly, feeling the pee slowly leak out of my pussy and slowly run down my thighs. I didn’t want this wetting to happen here, in front of my mom, but I had no choice and panicked. The bowl began to overflow and spill onto my hand, and my bladder released, causing me to lurch my hips back and squeeze my thighs, groaning. “What’s wrong?” My mom asked. I couldn’t believe this was happening. “I’m having an accident.” I said through gritted teeth, knowing I couldn’t hide the obvious puddle forming at my feet in the kitchen. “Run to the bathroom!” She cried, and I dropped the bowl, grabbed my crotch, and ran. Only it got worse. My sister was using the bathroom and I was peeing myself. My clit was throbbing despite being slightly embarrassed. I knocked on the door, begging my sister to open it. She called back that she would be a minute and I let out a cry as I began peeing more. I wasn’t peeing full force, I still had slight control, but there was also a ton of liquid in my bladder. I begged her to let me in, peeing through my fingers and soaking my socks. I quickly got up, realizing she wasn’t gonna open up. I was out of options, my body was against me and I had nowhere to pee. I spotted a basket of dirt laundry and quickly positioned myself over it, not bothering to move my already soaked panties as I let go full force onto the pile of old towels. I moaned as my aching bladder shot hot pee out of me, and I rubbed myself as I let go. It felt amazing, but I still had a puddle in the kitchen to clean up. My mom was now in the bathroom, so I quickly put the bowls down and cleaned the puddle before locking myself in my room. That’s pretty much it. I didn’t mean to or want to wet in front of my mom, but I couldn’t help it. I didn’t think my bladder would go against me. Luckily she hasn’t mentioned it at all and my sister thought I was just getting sick.
  19. So I planned this long hold with only water for a while ! Yesterday, I emptied my bladder, then drank two cup of water before sleeping. I woke up, skipped my morning pee and just sipped some water regularly. I wasn't feeling really full, so I started drinking a bit more, too fast and almost puked but didn't. (Note to self : swallowing half a liter at once is too much for my small stomach.) Anyway, it went smoothly, my urine was clear, no sharp pain in my back ! I needed to poop the last 2 hours but since it was the very end I decided to hold it even if I normally avoid to do so. So I recorded some parts of my long hold, showing my bulge, drinking, stretching : 16 hours hold.mp4 (I miscalculated the time left for the hold and had to edit it sorry) What's surprising is that I wasn't really desperate at the end but almost overflowed my measuring cup, breaking my 750mL record. Time to get a new one ! I didn't record the 1rst pee I absolutly wanted to measure it and was too scared to make a mistake if I was concentrating on doing it right for the camera. But I had to go again a few minutes after and took a short video, standing in the shower ! shower stand.mp4
  20. Well, as in the title , I don't think I'm the only one who'd like to have some little fun with other members of the forum. I was wondering if some girl would like either to hold together, to have a contest or to "control me", meaning for the duration of the game she decides how much I have to drink, and if/when I can pee, and so... Nothing against guys, it's just I don't like to hold with/for other guys, I tried it doesn't turn me on. Guess I'm very straight :P I hope to get some PM, here or also in kik. My kik is "thegnii" - Gnii
  21. Papergami

    female Danielle gotta go underwater

    From the album: My Art

    Do you want a omorashi drawing of some special character? Contact and ask me! I make commissions for around $5. You can see more on my Deviantart page: https://papergami.deviantart.com/
  22. File Name: Desperate Holding File Submitter: Kei File Submitted: 11 Feb 2015 File Category: Pants Wetting Some holding around the house before he goes and wets himself in the bathroom. Click here to download this file
  23. Probably already over a year ago we had quiet a few popular stories on here about people holding pee for others after transferring it one way or another. Recently, I have been thinking about doing this in real life and now I am wondering if people on here would like to join in. The concept is easy: - the goal is to keep all liquid the participants produce in their bladders for as long as possible - all participants should drink a healthy amount of at least one glass every two hours on average throughout the game - when someone loses control and pees (more than a few drops due to e.g. sneezing), the game is over for everyone, as well as when someone gives up and goes to the loo - BUT, there is an important exception to the last rule: it is allowed to pee (and does not end the game) if you first find another participant willing to drink the amount you let out immediatly afterwards and you measure your output. It is not necessary to empty your bladder completely when you do this. You can even agree on an amount to let out with the person 'taking it from you', but then off course, that person may be in trouble soon if you fail to stop on time. - when the game has ended, no transfers are allowed anymore and the person who peed is out, but the others can keep holding on and drinking more. The total amount the group has been holding will be determimed as the sum of the amount all of the other participants let out the next time they pee after the game has ended. Some considerations: - obviously not everyone has an equaly large bladder, nor as much control. Therefore, good choices will need to be made with respect to who helps who to make it for as long as possible. - not all liquid you drink gets to your bladder and it takes time to get there. Therefore, it may be wise to 'transfer load' more often than strictly necessary to limit the amount of liquid all participants together have to hold in their bladders at a given time. - letting out only a bit of what you're holding and stopping may be hard for some participants and possibly make them fail sooner rather than later - not all particpants may be available at the same time, so planning when participants can reach eachother and deciding if you will need any help before the next time someone will be available, before another person leaves, may be crucial
  24. I pushed myself with writing this one for Sam Fisher. Out of his perspective. Enjoy! --------- Pushing Sam Fisher's Limits It had been several weeks since I had my accident. I wasn't going to lie when I said it was quite arousing. I never told anyone at Third Echelon, but how much longer would I keep such an experience to myself? I was now getting curious if I could push my limits with my new found limits. Why was I feeling turned on by this? I could continue to question.. or... It sure beat the boredom of sitting through Irving Lambert's speeches. This time it was just your typical. I found myself growing anxious. I couldn't help to get a hard on. Am I really being... Oh.. wow. I was being turned on. Could this really be a new found fetish? I had grinned to myself. "Fisher, you know what we need you to do." Lambert broke my thoughts. In truth I didn't, but I nodded. Several hours passed since I had felt this desperation. I skipped the restroom and ended up paying for this, but even if I didn't like feeling uncomfortable, I couldn't help to feel aroused. It was way too long since- !! What? There was a Third Echelon Employee looking at me with hungry eyes. It was a woman. I pretended to ignore her. The woman who was eying on me did look quite attractive. At least for her age. Long blonde hair in a ponytail, deep blue eyes and the standard office outfit, but she wore a dress skirt. I leaned myself forward in my chair, getting myself to ignore her. Yet this was difficult. I could see her inch closer. I saw her write a note and pass it to me. What was this? High School? My eyes skimmed the note. I know you're desperate. That's a turn on for me. I raised an eye brow, continuing to listen to Lambert. Grim also came into my sights, making several places on the map. The woman next to me didn't delay a moment longer. Upon writing another note, she slowly crept her right hand to my leg without breaking eye contact with Lambert or Grim. Was I to move away? No. It's not like anyone would see us. As long as she didn't arise suspicion or anyone would drop a pen to look under the table we were sitting at.... Last time I went was about an hour ago. We have awhile before this meeting is over. You know how long his speeches last. I wanted to chuckle at the note. I needed to keep quiet. Another wave of desperation hit. Damn. The woman had written her name as she started rubbing my bulge. It felt good. Maybe she could help me keep concentrated. I looked at her name that was written on the paper. Lynda. I wrote my name back in response. Did this allow her to make her move. If I was lying to myself, then her groping me was helping me sit through Lambert's speech. I felt pale. I felt myself sweating bullets. I kept a straight face as much as I could. My breathing turned hallowed. I needed to do anything to cross my legs. Maybe pushing my limits through Lambert's speech wasn't such a good idea after all. Drop your arms. Lynda wrote to me. I know a way you can occupy yourself. Though I was tempted to grab myself. I felt her hand take my left. The pressure she released made my pain worse, but where she was leading me now had me turn my head a bit. I need to pee. She wrote. If we occupy ourselves. We could make it to the bathroom. Lynda had placed my left hand in her pussy. She was beyond wet. Yet I could feel her growing desperate. Her pulse and body wanting to relieve itself; the pressure. This had me forget my pain I was inflicting upon myself for if not a little while. Lynda didn't hesitate on placing her right hand outside my pants again; rubbing my bulge. My legs had began shaking. I wasn't going to last. Not only was I aroused, but I was going to wet myself. Let a damn kid. I shoved my right hand into my pants without warning. It even caught Lynda by surprise I could tell. I was going to pee. I clinched myself. No. no no no.. not here. Please. Lambert is almost done. I could feel Lynda placing her own needs aside to focus on me. I know she continued writing notes, but I couldn't concentrate. I needed to cut in the middle of the meeting. Lambert was going to hate- It was in that instant that upon releasing my own grip, Lynda had assisted me with her hands. Thank you. That feels good. I didn't want to say this aloud though. Instead of moaning or catching attention, I wrapped my left leg around her right, resuming to rub her pussy. Lynda was squirming. As my fingers got deeper, she gripped harder. Her breathing increased, but she knew it wasn't right. She too would need to keep quiet. My thoughts turned into a panic as I could feel pressure building in my dick. Rather it was now sweat over her hands, or pee. I felt myself wet. I held myself back as much as I could to work against the stream that would gush out. If I was to release now. I wouldn't only make an embarrassment of myself, but Lynda too. I am not going to lose this battle. My needs became desperation, but I could tell that Lynda wasn't making it any easier for herself. Not only was she being turned on, but she couldn't hold back any longer as myself. I could tell she was growing impatient. She had crossed her legs with my left hand still motioning inside her. This had made my hand go deeper. Is that what she really wanted? I had gotten my answer as her right hand moved against my dick. I swallowed hard. Just wait... The thoughts and willpower weren't working by now. They were just getting worse. I keeled over in pain as my bladder was dying for release. If it had a voice. I am sure you could hear screaming. Pressure again was building. At least now I wasn't wearing my stealth suit. It would have just made things worse. As her legs got tighter, so did her grip, which allowed me to spread my legs more. Normally with a woman like her groping me the way she was in a meeting like this would make me uncomfortable. Desperate times. called for... NO NO NO. Her grip was loosening. I was about to piss myself. "Fisher!" It was Lambert. We quickly readjusted ourselves as like nothing happened. "Can I speak with you?" I gave a small nod in response. Walking to Lambert as everyone departed only made my situation worse. This also gave the opportunity for Lynda to leave. Good at least she would find relief. I pretended to continue ignoring my urges, walking to Lambert as normal as I could. I was given paperwork. To be honest I didn't really pay attention. My goal was to get out. FAST. I waited as both Grim and Lambert returned to matters at hand before I bolted out the door. I was nearly sprinting. It was when I was running down the hall to the nearest bathroom, I felt myself get pulled aside. To my surprise, it was Lynda. Did she wait for me? I felt her guide me to a private bathroom. Locking the door behind us. There was an evil smirk on her face. "Sam. Not yet." "Please, I've been holding this all day. I didn't think it would get this bad." I could hear myself begging. "You can hold yourself for awhile longer. Can't you?" Lynda asked. She had pressed against my body. "So can I you know. I have been waiting for you." This. Got me hard, but I knew this moment wasn't going to last if my desperation clouded my thoughts. "Lynda. Can't we talk about this.. after I pee?" Lynda had kissed me in response. "Be a big boy, Mr. Fisher. I know you can be. With so many stories I heard about you.." She was now rubbing her whole body against me. "I know you can push yourself beyond your own limits." Again I was being turned on even more. It had been so long since I had sex, but I didn't want to have my barriers down like this. My desperation was getting me hard to focus. Lynda had giggled as she shoved her hands down my pants. Sensitive to her touch and aching for release I had pissed myself a bit. "Naughty." She said to me. I couldn't help it. "You are supposed to be a good boy. Don't pee until I tell you to. Do you understand me? You are going to help me first." Lynda pulled just her panties down, revealing she had a wet spot. "You know where turning me on. Even if I have to pee real bad." She got close to my face again. It was in that moment we kissed. She smelt to sweet. "All right. You first." I was convinced. Lynda sat me down on the toilet as she sat on top my leg. Wha.. warm pee had soaked my pants. It felt good. She was not only making a wet spot for me, but herself as well. Her moan of relief was enough to get me going. It was at that moment I couldn't hold myself any longer. My pants had became soaked as I gave out a moan. My breathing got loud as the wet spot on my pants spread down the left side of my pants. I didn't care at that moment if anyone or even Lynda was looking. I felt revealed. Amazed that I was capable of holding out as much as I did without breaking. I had gotten turned on as if I could cum with just Lynda's touch at this point. All she did was rub my legs through my wet pants. "Feels good, doesn't it, Fisher?" She asked in a seductive tone. I gave a moan in response. Yet as I thought about finishing up, I felt her grab my dick. My head jerked. "You aren't to finish. I only allowed to relieve pressure because I gave you permission." "What are you going to do to me?" My bladder was trying to allow the stream to continue, but Lynda blocked it off. This was going to make me squirm. "I want to hear you beg, Fisher." What she was doing was painful. I needed to empty the rest of my bladder, but what was she doing? Lynda had something within her reach. A water-bottle. She must have acquired it before or I was just too damn arrogant to notice. "Drink this, Fisher. All of it. You are a fish, Aren't you?" For the first time I was refusing. "Lynda I can't. Just please let me finish peeing. I will do anything-" "Drink it, Sam." Her voice was commanding. I tried breaking free of her, but I was soon forced against a wall. "Naughty." She said again. Pinning me down, she forced me to drink the water. The water did its job getting straight to my bladder Sitting on top of me, Lynda gave an evil smile. "How much can you hold before peeing again, Sam?" She massaged me as I felt pressure once more. I wouldn't be able to holdout if that's what she really planned on doing with me. "Let's experiment together." Her famous last words as she drank the rest of the water-bottle. "You're free to leave.. if you can get the door unlocked." Lynda got off me, now walking over to the sink. "However... you must comply to certain conditions." Would I have a choice? Was I to tell my coworkers? "If you run now. Secrets. Sam. Secrets will be out that something like this.. turns you on. Everyone at Third Echelon will know." Was she planning on do this all along? "What shall it be, Fisher? I know your reputation is beyond valuable here." Damn it. She was right. Lynda had filled the water-bottle. "You were expecting me to break under your will? Fine I will play along with your game." "It's not so simple, Fisher." She approached me. "You have been experimenting to push limits. I have been noticing. Do you think our meeting like this is... coincidence?" Lynda handed me the water-bottle. "Your choice, Sam." Not knowing how much she was capable of destroying my reputation; I didn't want to take my chances. Not like this. I stared at the water-bottle, downing the water. Lydia had smiled, giving me a small kiss on the cheek. I could almost hear her whisper "Good Boy." The sound of running water wasn't helping the fact I was downing the water I was receiving. Down to the fifth bottle I was aching terribly. Lynda was giggling again. "How bad, Sam?" I couldn't respond. "I asked you how BAD?" "Pr-pretty bad. Please. Let me.." I was given another water-bottle. "You do know what you're asking of me is dangerous." Lynda didn't seem to care. Damn it. This was a mistake I could have just... ran. It was getting terribly harder to move with a full bladder. Lynda had laughed more. "Sammy Boy. Don't be caving in now. You're Ex-Navy. I know you can hold out just a bit.. longer." She had wet herself again in-front of me. The sight of it was making me almost to the brink of begging. "What's wrong, Sam?" Lynda had put me up straight now seeing my bladder. "Can't hold it anymore?" Her hands gently pressing against my bladder. I grunted in pain. As Lynda stripped me of my pants, I could feel the pressure being revealed. This was bad if I were to get punished by her. "Lynda. Please. Let me.. pee... I need to pee." "What was that, Fisher?" She asked. "Did you ask me of something?" "I need to pee." I said in a complete sentence. "I am going to burst if you don't let me empty my bladder." Lynda had denied my request as she slipped my pants back around my waist. "The pressure added from your pants will assist you." She walked over to the sink. My brain knew what she was going to do... she was going to fill the water-bottle. As the water ran I was dying. "Think again, Fisher." She laughed. The water was kept running as she filled the bottle again. I keeled over. Now in pain. "Lynda, please!" I was starting to sound more desperate than before. I held my dick, knowing I was going to wet myself. I caved into my knees, gripping as hard as I could. I felt like a child. "I can't!" I was screaming. "I can-" Lynda forced me to drink the bottle again. I took a deep breath. "Please! For the love of God! Let me pee!" Lynda smiled. "That's what I want to hear, Sam." She forced me back, sitting on top of me again. "It's good that you are needing it.. because.." Lynda had wet herself again. Wetting her skirt and wetting my pants. "It won't be any fun watching you piss yourself in front of your coworkers." She didn't move. "What are you waiting for, Sam? You know you can't move. Go ahead and pee." By then I couldn't. This was bad. I needed to pee and I couldn't stand. "I can't push it out." I admitted to Lynda. "Do you need assistance?" I was bound to cry any moment. "Good Boy." She said as she took my dick out of my pants. It was instantaneously that I had burst. I had gotten pee all over Lynda, but I don't think she cared. "Feels good, doesn't it, Sam?" I began to moan in response. "Knowing your barriers are down. That we all get desperate. You are no better than anyone else. You're just a human being with needs." I couldn't respond to her as much as my moans seemed to have turned her on. There was a puddle that formed, soaking me and her completely. My breathing eased as I rested. Lynda finally decided to turn off the running faucet. It was within moments she climbed back on top of me. "Don't tell me you didn't feel wonderful in your moments of desperation, Fisher." There was another laugh from her. "You see it wasn't as hard as you made it. All you needed to do was beg. To ask for permission. I would have simply give it." Lynda was generous to clean up the mess I had made. Even drying up my pants as best as she could. At least to her ability. "You are free to leave, Fisher." I zipped up my pants, getting to my feet. As I reached to the lock. "Oh and Sam." I turned towards her. Lynda had kissed me. "I'll be available if you ever want to have fun again." With a giggle she allowed me to leave, staring at my ass before parting ways. If I didn't know any better. That was an amazing experience. Something I knew I would be crawling back for more... I would count the days.. the hours... before I would see Lynda again.
  25. I don't know if anyone here as the same issue but even without holding I got painfull UTI every 2-3 months even when following the usual advices (drink 1,5 - 1 L a day, pee after sex, cranberry juice, etc...) I'm more a watcher than a wetter but I do enjoy a little hold sometimes. I actually plan on doing a 16h hold on Monday but I have to be extra carefull if I don't want another cystisis. So here's what I do before, during and after : My last hold was 6 days ago, since then I just letted my bladder rest and drank normally. Today and tomorrow I'm drinking a little bit more than usual, 3 mugs of tea or coffee a day and go to the bathroom as often as needed. This week-end, I will do the same and also make sure I'm not constipated. I want to avoid having too many bacteria staying in my bowels for a long time. I will go to the toilet before going to bed on Sunday night, drink a glass of water just before sleeping since I can't sleep if my bladder is full. On Monday morning, I will check if I feel any pain or burning sensation, if so, the hold is canceled. If not, I will just continue my day and drink normally. If I feel the need to poop, I won't hold both and the hold is also canceled. If not, I will make an effort to not be inpatient and enjoy the hold and relief ! (I'm not into wetting but if I do, I avoid staying in wet clothes/diaper for too long because after a while bacterias grow rapidly and I don't want plenty of them near my short urethra.) Then I'll drink a lot of water and green tea (the best diuretic for me) and empty my bladder as soon as I feel the need to until the night, always checking if I'm not peeing blood. No hold at all the next 3 days, and only fast desperation holds for 1 month. In my everyday life, I also avoid holding if not necessary. Since I have a weak immune system I go to the doctor when the 1rst signs of an UTI show to avoid any kidney damage. If you are the same and got any tips I'll be glad to know about them ! Cystisis are common in my family, every woman got one once or twice a year. Of course I will post a video and comment my hold later but not in this topic !