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  1. Im not sure this is in the right forum but here goes. For the most part I do not poop my pants. On a rare occassion I will but I would say less than a handfull per year. That being said I think I may like messing better if it was very solid instead of mushy so I am wanting to try it in my hotel room this weekend. Does anyone have foods to suggest for this? Also suggestion on best thing to wear boxer briefs? diaper? position? I was thinking boxers laying on bed with my feet on the bed and knees bent up to almost make a sitting on toilet type position. I have a large waterproof blanket with me to protect the bed.
  2. This morning I am laying in my hotel bed surfing this site and watching some pee videos. I can feel my bladder filling while I am listening to the cheap mattress protector crinkle every time I move. I had the urge to just wet the bed, sheets, blankets and all. While talking myself out of it I started contemplating just pissing off the side of the bed. Is that really any better though? While im on the verge of wetting a hotel bed for the first time or pissing on the carpet an idea suggested by another member on a different post popped in my head. So I slid my suitcase over it was within arms reach and I peed in it while laying in bed. Hope you enjoy it. Thanks for the idea @m3rmaid hope you do not mind me using it. 20230623_100144.mp4
  3. I work on the road which means more often than not I am in a hotel. The hotel I am currently in has the unmistakable crinkle of a waterproof mattress protector. When wake up in the morning with a full bladder and hear the crinkles I really just want to pee in bed. I know I can't, well should'nt anyways, I guess nothing is technically stopping me from fully relaxing and peeing right there. I just do not want the humiliation, cleaning charge, or to make someone else clean up my mess. But knowing thats what it is for makes it very tempting to just soak my sheets everyday when I wake up, I mean "accidents" can happen.
  4. So I replied to another post about a time I peed in a hotel bed and my experience and thought I'd make it its own topic. As a bedwetter this was a genuine accident and not staged or on purpose. I would not purposefully pee in a hotel or anyone else's bed. So here it is: Better than one would expect. I was in my mid to late 20's when it happened. I usually wear a pull-ups to bed when I am not sleeping at my place or my moms place. But for what ever reason that time I just went to bed in my boxers and basketball shorts. After realizing what I had done I got out the bed and got the wet sheets off the bed. Thankfully the mattress cover was a protect-a-bed product. Not a plastic bedwetter cover but apparently waterproof as the mattress was not wet under where I had peed. That was a big WHEW!!!!. I bundled/folded up the wet sheets and folded the mattress cover so that the wet area was on the inside of the folding and them placed it at the foot of the bed with the folded wet sheets on top, again trying to fold so the wet area was on the inside. I am not a heavy bedwetter so the wetness was confined to an area just bigger than the size of my body mid section. I wrote a note to the person who had to clean my room explaining what happened and that I was sorry. I also left a $10 tip for the trouble. Now here is the twist, this was the first of a three night stay. So I struggled in my mind, do I tell someone at the front desk or not. Will the note and tip be enough. Will I be called over to the front desk when I got back later that day to ask me about the bedwetting? In the end and since I would be there several days I decided to tell the front desk about my accident on the way out. The person was really kool about it. I approached when it was just the front desk guy there and I just kinda said, "Uhm, I kinda wet your bed last night. The mattress didn't get wet but I folded th wet sheets and stuff and have them at the foot of the bed. I left a note for housekeeping but I wasn't really sure what to do so I wanted to tell you incase I needed to pay extra or something. " At first he had a kinda slight look of shock, not judgment just shock. but he went right into oh don't worry about a thing. We can let housekeeping know so they can clean your room first and have fresh bedding for you. He even pointed out that they used a non plastic water resistant mattress protector at the hotel just in case situations like this happen, and that I was not the first person who had wet one of their beds.
  5. I didn’t mean for this to happen but it did so I went with it. I also cleaned the mess. I was on vacation with my family, one day after lunch they dropped me off at the hotel since they had to hurry and pick something up before the store closed while we were up there. In the hurry to drop me off I didn’t pee before. On the trip to the hotel I regreted it as I started to really have to pee. I crossed my legs knee over knee tightly. Once they dropped me off at the hotel I got out and acted normal as they left, I didn’t want to draw attention to me and my need. Once left I walked to the bathroom, I had to force myself not to hold myself as again I didn’t want r t o draw attention to myself. When I got to the bathroom it was empty probably bc no one wants to travel due to corona. Once I saw it was empty I ran into a stall as I really needed to pee. Once I was in the stall I slammed the door shut and locked it but as I did a huge desperation wave hit me and I leaked. I went to the front of the toilet and went to pull my gym shorts down but before I did I lost the battle and lost control, peeing my shorts. I figured they were already wet so I didn’t bother to pull my gym shorts down. I was wearing navy blue gym shorts and no undies😁 • I CLEANED THE MESS •
  6. DISCLAIMER: we did NO DAMAGE TO PROPERTY and all care was taken to not cause any hassle to anyone (detailed explanations on the picture descriptions). With all the COVID cases surging and the vaccination delays in Japan, I haven't been able to meet my friend as often as I'd like... but last time we met it was really special and I'll share it with you all. She is into some light domination play (masochist). I'm not much of a sadist myself, but she knows I like omorashi, so she asked me if I'd like to control when she can use the toilet. She didn't even know that bladder control was a thing and came up with this idea all by herself ❤️. It was a fun day. She wet the bed in "two parts" (the first at once, the second in multiple small and long spurts that lasted in total almost an hour!). In the first part I made her hold and then pee sitting on the bed, but she had to stop mid stream when I said so. I loved seeing her struggling to regain control while feeling the relief of releasing some pressure. This time I let her finish it standing in the outside area. In the second part, after drinking a lot of coffee and water, I had her hold to her limit. Then I refused to give her any instruction (pee-wise), asked her to lay down, covered her eyes with an eyemask, and simply started teasing her the ways I know that make her crazy. She was enjoying, but would get very worried whenever I used my mouth or had my face between her tights as she was afraid of loosing control. After some teasing, she started leaking without even noticing, with some trickles from her urethra joining the already profuse wetness from down below. Soon enough, we were having sex before she could relieve herself. Amazingly she could hold most of it for maybe another 30 minutes, but not too late I started to feel it getting wetter. It was easy to tell whenever she leaked, with the sudden change from the slicky feeling of the natural lubrication to a rougher "water-like" stickier sensation during penetration. These leaks happened more and more often, until I could actually feel a couple jets. A few times I slid out of her she just squirted a long jet, saying sorry while still moaning and begging to continue. After we finished, we just held each other for a while until she tells she still needs to go, blushing instantly when I asked "after all that?". While still in each other's arms, I told her to do it all at once, which she promptly followed, making a little puddle on top of the mattress protector that was soon absorbed by our bathrobes. Surprisingly, this time the wetness didn't spread as much as other times despite the much larger amount of pee, I guess those were better sheets or most of it went in the bathrobes we left on the bed. --------------------------- Part of the puddle and the double layer siliconized-fabric sheets in place in every love hotel to protect the mattress from squirt, pee, and the large amounts of oil some people like to play with in Japan. No liquid passes it despite not making any noise not feeling like plastic (a few cheap love hotels do use plastic though). Bellow the protection there is also a thing bed pad that can be washed separately from the mattress. The first wetting: We ordered bento-boxes and decided to eat outside: ...and cake: Aftermath of the second wetting (and the infamous Hitachi behind the pillow): Amenities (sorry, I didn't take any other wetting pictures...):
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    A model in a bunny outfit is working an event hosted at a hotel. Her situation becomes much more difficult when she has to mingle with guests and photographers while wearing a remote contol vibrator. She maintains her composure for as long as possible, but has a vibe-induced squirting in front of guests while posing for event photos. One of her fellow bunny girls comes to her rescue after the squirting and escorts her to the elevators. This is one of the best vibrator scenes I have seen this year. Beautiful model, sexy bunny outfit, and an impressive public squirting make this one of my favorite clips. Enjoy!
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    This hold featured here details more of my adventures that one Friday night off I had in a hotel. The plan was to hold it until I couldn't hold it anymore, but it wasn't a full-on wetting that resulted initially, but lots and LOTS of leaks that just kept coming. The end came hours after I'd started, and I included the videos of me wetting, because throughout them, I'm still fighting to hold it! I do finally yield but as you can see, in this case it took more than leaked pants, a large water bottle, a running sink, and thinking I'll let go but not actually...to make me go.
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  9. There is this Japanese girl I've been seeing on and off since last year. She is the kind of person who is friendly with anyone and cool about anything as long as it is not harmful or disrespectful. One of these rare people you can meet all day long without doing anything special, talk for hours and just not see time passing by. She's ~35 years old and an artist by profession (although mostly she teaches photography in college). Really open minded, but also not a kinky person at all; albeit that doesn't mean inexperienced. Anyway... last weekend we met and I told her about my fetish. Not much about it, I briefly described it in this topic: TL;DR: she was very casual about it, made some questions about what kind of stuff I liked in specific about pee, and when I asked if she could do it she said yes and that she was just worried she wouldn't be able to pee but that she would like to try. So we decided to go spend a lazy day at a love hotel we were checking on since a while ago. We met yesterday, a sunny and very hot Friday Holiday. To make most of our day, she would take the train and meet me early morning on a station halfway to the hotel. I drove there and waited for 2 minutes until she got out of the station. During the hour long drive, she didn't mention omorashi any time, but getting close to the hotel she asked to stop at a convenience store and buy water water and ice cream. It was funny that she wanted to buy water since they have it at the hotel, and she obviously know about it, and when I pointed it to her she just smiled and grabbed a 2L bottle of water. That simple gesture made me incredibly horny, as until then I thought she wasn't sure about trying it. We got in the room, played a bit with all the funny stuff you find in a love hotel (check the menu, play with the lights, karaoke, projector, etc...) and started making out. After the vanilla sex (and her downing glass of glass of water), we ordered lunch, which she had with a huge glass of highball, and started making out again on the bed. So far she hadn't been to the toilet yet. She asked in bed if we should go outside (the open air bath) to try my fetish. She was only in panties on top of me, so I said she could just do it now if she wanted. She smiled awkwardly (ehhh?!?!) and said it would make the bed wet. I said just a little was ok, but she wouldn't have it. So we went outside. She told me to lay down on the stone floor and I had no idea what she was planning, specially considering she had never tried it - did she search online about golden shower, I wondered. She explained she would stand with her legs open over me and wet her panties so I could see it. I wanted her closer, so I sat by a little plastic chair, put her on my lap, and said she could wet any time. She tried for around 30 minutes and then gave up. She just couldn't do it with her panties on and proceeded to remove it and sit again on my lap facing me with my head on her breasts. So far almost every girl I met asked a hundred times if it was really ok to do it before wetting the first time, but she was different. After removing her panties, without saying anything, in less than 20 seconds I felt the warm pee soaking my dick. She was peeing profusely and closed her legs around me while hugging me, so the pee made a puddle between us. As soon as she moved a little all the puddled pee fell with a splash. Her face was priceless, a mix of shyness and entertainment, and she asked me "is it really ok I'm peeing on you?" and while I replied I felt she hadn't stop peeing yet. It was great, and soon after she just jumped in the bathtub and asked me to join her. After we had some more fun and dried ourselves we chilled again on the bed. By the time all the water she drunk had made into her bladder again, she just look to me and said "Jules... I need to pee again. Like... I really need to pee this time". I showed her the bed had this waterproof thing under the sheet (some kind of rubberized cloth, it was actually the first time I saw something like that) and said it was safe, she could pee on the bed. She was afraid she wouldn't be able to stop, since her bladder was full this time, but after I assured it would be ok anyway and got some towels under us she decided to try. Again, nothing... it just wasn't that easy. As she grew uncomfortable with the pressure, we went outside again. This time she said she would try with her panties on, but said she could pee easier if she was standing (no idea why, any women could chime in about it?). She stood there with her pink satin panties, spread her legs, and hugged me with my leg in between hers. I didn't notice when she started, as it run behind her legs and her expression didn't change, buy I felt my foot in the already wet floor getting warm and looked surprised at her, to which she simply replied "I'm peeing". I hug her stronger and could feel the pee in my legs this time, I put my hands in between her legs and still she continued peeing without a flinch! I slowly turned to her back, while still holding her close and I could see the pee stream flowing from the middle of her legs through the curve of her ass and then down her legs like a little river. It was always a small stream, but the longest pee I have ever seen. This time as soon as she finished I told her let's get on the bed and we jumped there with both our legs wet with her pee, and she still in wet underwear. Soon she removed her panties and we started right away to fuck. It was the best sex I ever had and whenever we changed position I would have her still wet legs somewhere else in my body, grab her wet ankles, or simply touch her tights and feel the pee still there. Meanwhile the sheets were getting damp from us rolling in it. She said she felt her body in a way she never had before, that she was questioning if what she had felt until now was really an orgasm or if this was it. And that she wanted to do it again many times again. After everything, I confirmed that she brought an extra clean panty with her and she showed a full change of clothes in her bag smiling "I came prepared". Next time she said she will try wetting fully dressed and even told me that if she's with a skirt she could do it any time in public and I wouldn't even notice if not for her removing her shoes before (she never tried it though). I'm looking forward to it.
  10. My FwB and I have booked a hotel for 2 nights. We have decided not to use the toilet to pee at all. What else can we do other than this? 1) I pee my pants while lying on the bed 2) He pees on me while im lying down (together with 1) 3) We stand at the side of the bed and just pee on the floor (hotel floor has no carpet) 4) I will make him pee his underwear and cum into it 5) give each other golden shower what other peeing ideas can we do? of course we will have sex too
  11. View File I held it to bursting--and then some! This hold featured here details more of my adventures that one Friday night off I had in a hotel. The plan was to hold it until I couldn't hold it anymore, but it wasn't a full-on wetting that resulted initially, but lots and LOTS of leaks that just kept coming. The end came hours after I'd started, and I included the videos of me wetting, because throughout them, I'm still fighting to hold it! I do finally yield but as you can see, in this case it took more than leaked pants, a large water bottle, a running sink, and thinking I'll let go but not actually...to make me go. Submitter Pistachio Submitted 07/08/2019 Category Desperation Clothing Jeans
  12. This Saturday I had a really nice surprise. I went to a cafe with a Tinder match from my regular Tinder profile, not the Omorashi one, so she didn't know about my fetish. Not only that, she was one of those extremely shy girls, she blushes and smiles at any romantic talk. She is Japanese, single, 32 years old, and work as a nurse. You can skip the next paragraph if you don't want to hear about how we met. This was only the third time we met. On the first date we had a brief kiss only and she soon retreated, I assumed I did something bad or somehow she felt pressured into doing it - which I'm always very careful not to do, and I absolutely respect consent, so that really freaked me out and made me feel terrible. I apologized, but she said she liked it and apologized instead saying she just feel shy in public. We were sitting by a canal in an empty park at night, so I found that hard to believe and did not try anything else. But we still continued chatting for a few hours and met again a second time when I also did not try anything again. So on this third meeting (date?) she actually told me she liked me, very directly, and that she really is just that shy. I said I was into her also, but that I wasn't looking for anything serious since my last relationship ~3 years ago and I didn't want to give her any false expectations. She said she was looking for a serious relationship and that she was sorry about it. I explained I am a terrible boyfriend, that sometimes I just disappear for a while when I don't want to meet anyone and that I'm happy being single and having no responsibilities. We decided we better be friends. She always has interesting stories from her work, family, she is into craft beer and explained me about it, and she is also a great listener, so we continued talking for hours, until about 11 pm. Her house was rather far and I was thankful she took the train to meet me despite the risks with Covid, so I told her I could drive her home, it was a 1 and half hours drive. When 30 minutes away from her place she just turns to me and something like that follows: Her: Ah, it's ok. Me: What is ok? Her: Not a relationship. Only meeting sometimes... Me: You mean you want to date even if it's casual? Her: If I find a boyfriend we will stop... Me: Sure... I'm ok with that. Her: I don't need to go home then... And just like that, we went to one of the love hotels near the main road. For people who are not familiar with Love Hotels in Japan: there is nobody in the reception (usually), only a large touch screen TV (used to be a panel with pictures and buttons). The TV shows the rooms available and the prices, you choose the one you want and a ticket with the room number comes out or arrows indicating the direction to your room illuminate on the hallways. Most hotels have some "thematic" rooms, which I never stayed in because I just find all of it a bit ridiculous. So I told her to choose which room she liked, and to my surprise she choose one with this weird BDSM chair (we didn't use it and I don't even know what it is for). That was a surprise to me, so I asked her what was that and why she choose it. Her reply was very honest: she had a boyfriend who was really into BDSM so she just choose it out of habit. She told me the stuff they used to do, which to be fair, was actually not as crazy as I imagined. And then she asked me how about me, if I have done anything like that... ...I felt comfortable with her honesty, and just said "I'm into pee". She asked me to explain, I did, talked about wetting and she said it was innocent. We haven't done anything yet still, and she wanted to take a shower (Japanese often like having a shower before sex). I asked if we could go together and she said yes. So in the end SHE WAS HONEST when she said she was shy in public only! Right before getting in the shower I told her to excuse me to use the toilet first, to which she replied: "I need it too, but I will just to it here [in the bath] when you enter". Instant turn on. I entered there and she just squatted and started peeing on the dry floor, before even turning on the water. It was a strong jet and it spread easily on the whole floor and on my feet. She looked to me while doing it and asked: "is this what you like?". I had no words. It was a shallow sleep for us after all the [vanilla] fun of the night before. We opened our eye around 7, she went straight to the toilet, and then before getting back to bed she drank half a bottle of tea from the refrigerator. We were chilling on bed until about 10 am, when she made some mention to get up and I asked: Me: Where are you going? Her: I need to pee again... Me: No, don't go, stay here. I hug her and we started kissing. She didn't say anything for about another 15 minutes. But then she asked me: Her: Can I pee? Me: Sure... [she started moving out of bed...] Me: Where are you going? Her: To the toilet. Me: You don't need to... Her: But I will need to pee soon. Me: You can pee any time... Her: ...here? Me: Yes. Her: Are you sure? But your leg... [my leg was in between her legs] Me: I would enjoy it. .... .... .... Me: Did you pee? [I didn't feel anything] Her: Maybe only a little, or not, I don't know... I'm holding it. I really need to pee. Me: You don't need to hold. You can just relax... if you can't pee outside the toilet don't feel bad, you don't need to make any effort. Her: [blushing] it's not that... if I relax I'm afraid I can't stop it. Me: That's ok, the bed has the waterproof sheet. Her: But you will get wet too... Me: I won't mind it... ... ... ... I didn't feel the pee in my leg in between her legs... but I felt the bed around me getting wet, first near my but and then spreading up until close to my chest. She really didn't stop it. I think she noticed how much I liked it because as soon as she finished she just jumped on top of me, we both in completely soaked bathrobes and we started doing it again in the wet bed. After resting a little, she went again on top of me (cowgirl style) and just said, more like a warning than asking for permission: Her: I need to pee again. Me: Any time you want. She proceeded to unbutton hers and my wet bathrobe and then laid down on my chest. I could feel her breasts against me and soon her warm pee trickling down in between my legs. It seemed like a little trickle, but it continued for a while... I felt a little lake forming bellow my but and just grabbed a towel that was nearby and shove it below us as the wetness spread beyond the mattress protector. Despite my movement she didn't stop, she saw me grabbing the towel and covered her face with both her hands while laughing and saying: "Sorry, I can't stop it! It's much more than I expected!". After we were done she let me take some picture of the outcome. Unfortunately the white sheets did a great job of hiding the visual part of the wetness, but they were truly soaked and heavy. The brown bathrobes we were using and rolling on, and the towel I used to try to reduce the damage show it better. The brown robes were completely wet as we kept wearing them while having sex and rolling on the wet bed. That's what soaked most of the wetness: This whole area marked in red was very wet to touch, it even reached the pillow: The towel that didn't make much of a difference: In between the wet sheets and the bed protector: And, finally, a shy but proud, girl hiding under a (this time, dry) towel: She really seemed proud of how we she made the bed and was happy when I said I never seen anyone pee that easily in a bed without worrying about making it wet. I also think she could noticed the effect she had on me 😉 Before we said goodbye she told me she will search and read about Omorashi and that she hopes next time she can do more. I'm looking forward to it!
  13. View File NHDTB-075: Model Squirting w/Remote Control Vibrator NHDTB-040 A model in a bunny outfit is working an event hosted at a hotel. Her situation becomes much more difficult when she has to mingle with guests and photographers while wearing a remote contol vibrator. She maintains her composure for as long as possible, but has a vibe-induced squirting in front of guests while posing for event photos. One of her fellow bunny girls comes to her rescue after the squirting and escorts her to the elevators. This is one of the best vibrator scenes I have seen this year. Beautiful model, sexy bunny outfit, and an impressive public squirting make this one of my favorite clips. Enjoy! Submitter femdesp Submitted 12/29/2020 Category JAV Collections  
  14. Sunday night, I met a friend, who was in town on business, for a little piss pleasure. He had gotten a room in a hotel downtown; awesome that I didn't have to mess up my own place for a change :) Before I left, I asked him if he wanted me to bring anything, and his response was: "A bursting bladder." Since I had been prepping for it all day, drinking lots of water, coffee, and diet Dew, and pissing every half an hour or so, I told him that would not be a problem. However, I was worried about making it to the hotel dry, and asked him if he would be upset if I couldn't hold it and showed up wet. He said that would be fine, accidents happen, and asked me to bring my "nappies", too. So, I packed a bag with extra clothes, just in case I didn't make it, or he wanted me to wet something, and the Goodnites, and got on the road. Downtown Milwaukee is about 15-20 minutes from where I live. I had to stop and get gas, and also bought a Powerade Zero, since those make me pee for some reason. My bladder had already sent out some signals that I was getting full, but I figured I'd be cool until I got there, and up to the room. Even though my desperation was rapidly increasing the closer I got to the hotel, I was still confident I could hold it. I hadn't counted on not being able to find a parking spot. Something was going on downtown, I have poor eyesight, and had to circle the block several times. I was growing nauseated from holding it, being so near to relief was making me need to piss even worse, and I began to sweat. My focus on the road was beginning to suffer, I had to just park, even though I was two blocks away. I grabbed my bag, lit a cigarette, and walked quickly to the hotel with my legs tight together, hoping for the best. I felt better standing up than when I'd been sitting, but I still really, really, really, needed to go. He was in the lobby, watching the Redskins game. I'd texted him along the way to tell him how desperate I was, but he hugged me anyway, and I bounced around a little in his arms. We went to the elevator, and I kept potty dancing, I couldn't help it, I had to. In the elevator, he told me I could pee myself, but I just held my crotch and crossed my legs. My desperation distracted him to the point he forgot to hit the button on the elevator to take us up, which made me make one of those "Grrrrrrr!" type noises. Finally, we got to our floor, and his room was pretty close to the elevators. In the room, he asked me if I was wearing a nappy. I told him I wasn't, if I had, I would have already pissed myself, because I was in pain. He was stripping (warning, nudity) so I did, too. I had to stop the process and hold all my muscles taut several times in the process, but I finally managed the task. He was leaning on the bed; he wanted me to pee on his cock. The moment I spread my legs, my piss began trickling down my left leg, and dripping on the floor. He took me into his arms, and I quit fighting it, and let it flow all over his hard on. It made a big puddle on the carpet, too. Sweet relief, finally. There is more to this story, a few more goldenshowers. If you want to hear about it, give me a hell yeah.
  15. HOOOOOOOOOH BOY. This was easily the absolute BIGGEST hold I've ever done in my entire life. As someone who normally has a bladder the size of a walnut, I wish I was exaggerating but I fought hard to continue every single step of the way! I did not let any leakage take over. I did not let muscles weakening take over until it was time. I recorded myself, took many pictures of myself, and saved several screenshots, just so I can remind myself of this massive undertaking and to show you lovelies just how intense it was. I don't know if I can do anything of this caliber for at least a couple of months, or maybe uh, years, but I'm super proud! (Warning: very brief mention of female masturbation shortly after the Hotel Hold begins.) On to the story! Wake up. Go to work. Come home. Work. Sleep. Repeat. Doing this for nearly 2 months straight, 7 days a week, with very little time to myself, was starting to become very taxing. I decided I needed an evening off, at least to relax and have fun and replenish myself, and to do something different. But since I had work that Saturday morning, I decided on a bit of a staycation rather than traveling somewhere. So I booked a hotel room, where I decided would be the place I eventually let loose, but not a minute before I couldn't take it anymore. I really don't think I could have done it without the help of @EmesiraGimil who cheered me on to keep going about every five minutes or so, stayed close to me the entire time, and helped me believe in myself. Nor my boyfriend, who was also there to support me. (He is not on this site.) Buckle up. This is gonna be a ride but you can skip to hotel shenanigans in bold, the preamble is pretty much my day and some desperation in preparation for the Big One! Context + boring appearance things: my dog weighs more than I do, I'm average height, and am ethnically ambiguous, or so I've been told. That day at work I had on a pretty, long, salmon dress that toes the line between business and casual. What's that called? Oh yeah. Business casual. Because it was such a slow Friday, work let out earlier than usual, which almost never happens. Excited, I quickly closed up shop and ran out of the place, forgetting to do a very important something before feeling the pressure sink into itself as I entered my car. Oh. In preparation for my time at the hotel, I decided to take it relatively easy, but still wanted to warm up a little with a small hold. Getting to leave work early actually gave me some time to do some light shopping, something I really don't get to do all that often, and I picked out some new work pants, which I would end up damaging two days later, a salmon top meant for active wear, and some jeans on clearance that were actually slightly yellow by default, but tastefully so. But I had to make sure everything fit ok. At this point, I was definitely feeling full, and just entering the stall of the fitting room clearly reminded me of something else, and I already had to double over and stuff both my hands down to not leak into something I hadn't even bought yet! Thankfully everything fit. I wasn't about to ask the fitting room attendant where the bathroom was, as I could definitely hold on until I got to somewhere else that wasn't the clothing store. This was to be the calm before the storm. An impromptu idea crept into my mind, as I was reminded of a story that I used to read even before I joined this site, and I knew tonight was the night to try all the new things. (@rachelkirwan, I have you to thank for this!) So off I went to Walmart. I left that place with an empty bladder, some snacks, a bottle of chocolate milk, and a pack of Goodnites, and headed off to the massage parlor, testing a pair of training pants. These flower and owl print beauties held up surprisingly well, better than an adult brand I'm accustomed to for traveling purposes. I think I might have found a new addition to my travel kit. Purchasing the contraband was not easy, and my face was flushed during the entirety of my time at Walmart, but I suppose other people could have chalked it up to the hot weather. Still, as I was in the self-checkout, my face burned as I handled the training pants clearly meant for little girls about a decade or so younger than me. Either way, they were all mine. The massage was absolutely wonderful, it's such a boost to circulation and my muscles had been tight in places I didn't even realize! However, the second I got up from the massage table, it hit me like a brick thrown by a college age baseball player. It was time to find a bathroom, and quickly. "Now then you just take your time, don't move around too fast, and please have some more water. It'll definitely help you to not feel sore the next day." The sizable glass of water with delicious condensation sliding down, ice cubes bobbing within, without a care in the world--it nearly toppled me over the edge! I fought hard not to wince or hold myself. Holding back liquid is so much harder when you've got nothing on. Even panties would seem like a small shield of sorts. "Ah..." I licked my cracked lips and was acutely aware of my parched throat. Do massages just squeeze your kidneys or something?! Was there like a pressure point somewhere on a finger and it means "mmkay I'm just gonna send all this water south you cool with that?"? Every ounce of my being wanted to flee the other way and run straight for the bathroom, refusing and apologizing profusely on the way, but what I actually said was "Thank you. Water's just what I...needed." Which was only half true. I quickly downed the water and fled to the bathroom as fast as my dizzy and remolded body would allow. That was a slightly scary scenario. A little closer than I'd have liked. There it was in the locker, untouched. With the full knowledge I wouldn't be using a toilet again that night, I put on the flower print training pants, shimmying them one side up my hip, then the other, and happily went on my way to have dinner. They felt oddly comfortable and I got the strangest urge to go as soon as they were on me, as if I WANTED to empty myself into them right away. That wasn't happening. No more relief until tonight when I was safe and in the hotel room. ... okay maybe just a couple of drops to test it. Dinner was lovely but largely uneventful, save for a large glass of iced tea, and, once I left, I recalled the now slightly warm bottle of chocolate milk I had in the car. The heat hadn't done too much to alter the taste, and it was still pleasantly cool. But I was feeling very bloated and graceless, the water, iced tea, and milk very slowly getting processed. As if on cue, the muffled crinkling against my skin caught my attention. It was such a stark reminder that there was a safety net in which everything I had contained could fall, maybe, just maybe.... without betraying me. I still didn't know how good the goodnites were at the time. Those training pants were going to come off of me the first step I took into my room. I was a big girl. I could take care of myself. I didn't need those things. At least, not the temptation they so freely provided. Hotel shenanigans and the Hold of My Life begin here! Checking in at the front desk was almost embarrassing but then I noticed something I learned from @SoggyShorts-- by default, the front desk wouldn't notice. And if he noticed, he wouldn't really care. As I thanked him in very mildly wet training pants, I walked to my room, keys in hand, and the XL bottle of chocolate milk, large iced tea, and sizable glass of water already making their way through my body. My heart pounded and my bladder squeezed, ready to do its dance in the safe space it craved. This was it. My time to shine. I was so close to getting in and start the hold proper...! The keys got stuck. My bladder seized in panic, and I clamped a hand down to stop it, heart hammering in my throat as I was perfectly lit in the twilight hour. No one saw. Audibly groaning, I waddled back to the front desk, the gentle struggle in my abdomen cleverly hidden by all the bags I was carrying. I got helped with my door and was sent on my way, finally managing to enter the room. I carelessly threw everything on a desk, and yanked off my jeans. The training pants came off too, and I could feel my sensitive areas gasp at the sudden coolness on my skin. I could almost see the little people in my head at work, like in the movie Inside Out. Okay, she's taking off her bottoms, so that can mean one of two things... she's finally ready to let go. LIKE HELL THAT WOULD HAPPEN. I did the only thing I could think of to do with no bottoms and a bladder threatening to release simply because I did something it was used to just before letting go. I... As much as I don't want to admit this, I ended up putting my fingers in contact to trick my brain and felt multiple kinds of wetness already. That always surprises me because I never expect to feel that way. I suppose my body does. That at least shut it up and prevented a huge carpet accident, not to mention felt wonderful with all the pressure... Anyway. I quickly yanked up my lovely panties and the now-tight jeans over them, already wishing I could use the toilet that was oh so very close by. (Pausing to make a brief legend: Blue: Emesira Green: boyfriend Purple: me) With encouragement from both gentlemen, I was determined to hang on, performing some of the classic actions. Wiggling, pacing, hand squarely between thighs (sometimes, even though Emesira had told me not to-- sorry!) While watching YouTube videos on my phone as I had not brought my laptop, I was caught off guard not by Lindsay Ellis jumping on the Game of Thrones season 8 disappointment bandwagon, but by a banging on the doors of my urethra. I did everything I could to stave it off but it felt like loss of control was inevitable--I even put a towel on an armchair and straddled it, even recorded myself doing this to see if it would help but... nothing. I voiced my concerns and was disappointed I was only holding for about a half an hour before I felt ready to explode. Surely I could do more...? And then something absolutely amazing happened that I had no idea could actually happen! I stopped needing to go. It was like hitting the pause button in the middle of a harrowing movie on a very tolerable frame. the scary part was still there, as well as all the pressure, but it felt a lot more manageable. I have never had that happen before in my life. It gave me such a sensation of freedom I thought I could hold on forever! I went on contentedly listening to what Ms. Ellis had to say about such an ending to a show that started out wonderful. Until someone hit the play button again. I jammed my fingers into the folds of my jeans and gripped--hard. But it wasn't enough. More than several drops slipped out of me and clung to my jeans and I immediately began to lose hope. Just taking this picture for you guys made me leak even more! Emesira, though egging me on to keep holding, tried to make it easier by pretty much saying "only until the end of the hour. Try that." I felt dangerously close to losing it already and at times I just let my muscles go, my sentries of fingers keeping the several drinks inside of me at bay. But maybe I could do this for just a bit longer, I thought. NAMING SAID DRINKS TO MY BOYFRIEND DID NOT HELP MATTERS. Then it happened again. Not as amazing as relief would have been, but I felt like I had the power to continue. Despite all the pressure and the leakage I was determined to continue. Despite the drops teetering off my fingers ready to contribute to the dark wet spot I could feel so easily in my jeans, I was determined to continue. However...I couldn't type properly or even use voice to text, my voice was so scratchy. I was dripping all over with the sheer effort just to keep everything inside. Water was a must at this point, so I took a massive swig from my water bottle, dumped a little on me because of my trembling hands, and got it on camera. I'll probably post that one too on here but for now, here are my pants. The difficulty was only going to increase, I knew that much. I could no longer sit down as apparently it reminded my body too much of being on a toilet. But standing...I could manage...I could not-leak more than I already had. Probably. Each minute felt like an actual drop in the bucket of my bladder and I was very surprised that I made it to 10 PM. The struggle only got tougher, as I predicted-- one minute I was calmly walking around, the next,I was FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE. I paced faster, but not too fast so as not to jostle the volatile container within me, much like a lion in a cage, but unlike the lion, my pacing had purpose. I felt safe in this arena, doing battle with my mind and body at once, and although the evidence was all too clear at this point, I soldiered on. I say soldiered, but there was a fair bit of whimpering going on. Soldiers can whimper sometimes, can't they? I needed help and after asking Emesira a Very Important Question, felt the need subside a little bit as a monster retreats into the shadows, growling in promise of more powerful revenge. He kept telling me I didn't really need to go... which was true but absolutely cruel. At this point in the night, after trying to catch the end of Amelie on the hotel TV and understanding very little of it because A. My French vocabulary is still pretty limited and B. LYING ON YOUR SIDE ON A HOTEL BED WHILE YOU FEEL PREGNANT WITH HARD WORKING KIDNEYS IS NOT A GOOD IDEA I realized something right then and there that, throughout my month or so on the forum, I had never once typed these particular words. I. Had. TO PEE. Wiggling and holding were all I could do, and I couldn't risk damaging hotel property by sitting on the armchair anymore, so that left one last place for me to stay: the bathroom. My heart and sphincter alike were pulsing in tandem, two drums to announce an arrival of something long-awaited. At this point, my poor new jeans did not look like they could take much more of this treatment, so it was off to the bathroom with me. I stayed there, pacing in smaller steps, struggling not to look at the smooth white surface that promised the relief I so-- desperately-- craved. Instead I laid my towels on the floor, rolled a few hand towels on top of the toilet, leaning over as I did so--ack! And the camera was rolling. I decided to put one last little show of desperation before I completely lost it, doing everything in my power and beyond to keep everything from spilling out. There was a sizable leak, a hiss I swear you could pick up, and even less of my jeans remained its original light color, but that's not the crazy part. Crazy part was that, although I was known for having a bladder the size of a walnut, and I had all the freedom to let go that I could possibly wish for, right there in front of a toilet, into my jeans and the towels I had set up... My sphincter closed again and I refused to let go. Bewildered, I quickly stopped the camera and told my friend and boyfriend such. With the state of my jeans and I could swear even my shirt at this point, I wasn't sure if it was all that worth it to keep holding on, but strangely enough, I just wanted to keep holding. I wouldn't be able to sleep in this condition, that was for certain, and I did have work the next morning, but I really wanted to see how far I can go. Insert Moana song here. It even looks like an already lost battle, doesn't it? Don't you worry, I had plenty in me at that time! ...*WHEEZE* I crack myself up. However, it seems all good things must come to an end. It was almost like I felt somebody touch me on my shoulder, and tell me, "it's time." My sphincter continued to pulse, throbbing with every step, wiggle, every single action that I made. My hand seemed permanently stuck in that claw-like holding position. It felt like I had to push to let go, but once I did, there it was. The sweet warmth escaped me at last with a trembling moan to accompany it, but my hand seemed fused to the spot. At first I was slightly annoyed that I had seemed to give up so easily, but all the same, for someone with a walnut bladder, it is something for me to be proud of. I have no regrets. Here is the damage for those who are interested. I also have a video of the wetting itself--a finale, if you will. I cleaned up so as not to give the housekeeper a bad day, and decided to hand wash the jeans and towels, forgetting about my panties completely. Whoops. You can see just how badly I needed to go, eh? I wrapped up with my boyfriend and Emesira. After such a physical and mental ordeal I felt like I needed to sleep! It was 11 PM after all. I settled into the hotel bed for the night, thinking about the day's events. But then I remembered--I still had a bunch of Goodnites in my bag! I smiled to myself. What better way to give my bladder a break than to sleep on it? But that's another story.
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