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I can't recall seeing this video here before but... this is very hot! Desperation in a cute skirt, we find out she's wearing Goodnites, and she has an accident, which we get to see at the perfect angle: https://es.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph63b26aec8df35 A perfect video with a great premis.

Hey everyone! This is the first story I've written. I'll be posting it in this thread chapter by chapter as I finish writing them. Let me know what you think. Chapter 1 The Trailhead That date circled in pink on her calendar has finally come. A day she has looked forward to for months. Hazel was going on another hiking trip with her best friend Sophia. Sophia is relatively new to hiking but is learning very fast. She has some camping experience as well but this trip was the first multi-day hike Sophia has ever done. Hazel on the other hand is very experienced hiking and has excellent bushcraft skills and knowledge. She knows her needs per day and feels confident in her ability to pack just whats needed and nothing else. Their plan was to drive to the trailhead located at Blue Lake, hike a day and a half to Manatee Lagoon, spend a night there, then hike the day and a half back. Their timing of this trip could not have been better, it was a couple weeks into fall, the temperatures were in the perfect range, and there wasn't a drop of rain forecast. It was that very short time of year in Florida where you could enjoy outside activities barely breaking a sweat while still not freezing at night. Hazel was boiling over with excitement as she saw Sophia pull in her driveway. She walked outside, greeted Sofia with a hug, then loaded her gear into Sophia's Jeep eager to get going. She paused briefly when she heard Sophia ask in a surprised way "Thats all you brought? One bag?" Hazel chuckled lightly then said "Yea! We're only going for 3 nights." Once her gear was in she said "I'll be right back, I'm going to pee one last time." "Good idea, I should do that too" Sofia agreed. A few minutes later they were all loaded up ready to go. The two of them made small talk during the 45 minutes it took to get to Blue Lake. Hazel could tell that Sophia was just as excited as herself yet a little nervous. When they arrived, they found that a lot of other people were taking advantage of the perfect weather. Sophia took the last available parking spot saying "I'm glad we got here when we did." "Yea." Thinking for a second, Sophia said "I can't believe how many people are here at 9 in the morning!" As they each grabbed their gear from the Jeep, Hazel said "I hope most of these people are fishing and that the trails are not too busy." They each did one final check then put their packs on and started down the trail. Helping to build her friends confidence, Hazel let Sophia lead the way down the marked trail. After about 30 minutes of hiking and talking, Hazel found herself watching Sophia's heart shaped ass more than the trail. She didn't even notice she had become lost in it's rhythmic movements until she heard Sophia yell "Hey!" Snapping back to reality, Hazel heard Sophia ask "Staring at my ass?" Fumbling for words and shaking her head Hazel replied "Y yea. N No." She took a big breath then asked "What's up?" "The trail splits ahead so which way do we go?" "Umm...let me look." Hazel replied as she fumbled for the map still startled from being caught. "Did you like what you saw?" Hazel blushed then trying to change the subject said "We need to go to the right." They continued on their journey when a little later they decided to rest for a few minutes. Sitting there sipping their waters, Sophia said "You never answered." "Huh?" "I asked if you liked what you saw." "Oh...right." Turning bright red again, Hazel replied "It's nice." Sophia simply replied with "Hmm." Then changed topics. Hazel sat there embarrassed yet horny and thinking that she could pee but decided she didn't want to loose time. About two hours into their journey, Hazel had finished her water bottle and was now using her camelback. Her need to pee was becoming more noticeable but not urgent so she said to herself I'll wait until we stop in just a bit for lunch. As they trekked on, she began wondering if Sophia was feeling it too. A few minutes later her question was answered by Sophia telling her "I need to pee." "Hold it." Hazel replied in a joking manner. Then to her surprise, Sophia said "Yea. It's not that bad yet." This made Hazel think back on things said between them in the past. She started to question if Sophia is also into pee. There's no way she thought to herself. For the next hour and 15 minutes, both girls were discretely grabbing themselves and adjusting their walks as their needs grew with each step. Hazel's need suddenly jumped a few digits higher as the trail went over a small creek. The bubbling sound from the water as it gently flowed over some rocks made her bladder think it was close to getting relief. She tried to distract herself with more conversation but in her hightened need, her ears were attracted to the sounds of sloshing water from their packs. Come on...it's only 15 more minutes until we stop to eat, you can make it she said to herself. Just then, Sophia stopped and said "If I go another step I will pee myself!" Hazel instantly became even more aroused at hearing that. She tried to not make it obvious that she was aroused but once Sophia started pulling her tight leggings and pink panties down all Hazel could do was stare. The sight of that forceful stream of hot pee shooting from between the thick lips of Sophia's perfectly shaved vagina made her own pussy quiver and her bladder spasm. After a few seconds of watching her own stream, Sophia looked up at Hazel and asked "Are you not going to go?" After a brief moment of thought, Hazel decided to give in to her bladders demands and started going for the waistband of her own leggings when she suddenly stopped because they heard voices. "Shit!" Sophia whispered loudly "There's people and I'm not done." Hazel looked down and saw her friend's stream grow even more forceful in an attempt to finish before the people could see anything. A few more seconds passed when her stream finally started to dwindle. Now in a panic, Sophia quickly stood up yanking her panties and leggings up all in one motion before her stream even had a chance to fully stop. As the other hikers passed by, the girls acted like they were looking at wildlife then giggled afterwards. Once they were out of sight, Hazel was again about to give in but then heard even more voices. Hazel, out of frustration, let out a soft growl then said "Lets just get to the picnic spot. I'll find a place to go there." "Are you sure you can make it?" "I don't have a choice." "Ok." replied Sophia. Hazel pondered if she made the right choice as they walked onwards.

Today I was a victim of a big surprise leak. And it was really embarrassing because it happened in the middle of the day on a busy street and afterwards lots of people saw me walking around with very obvious wet patch, before I reached my car and could change my pants. It was 15 minute walk in the middle of the day. It was really strange how it happened. It never happened before like this. I was walking with full bladder like I often do on daily basis, but I was not even at the stage when I needed to pee. I was still relaxed, not even thinking about my bladder. Never the less, while I was walking down the street, out of the blue I just started slowly peeing all the sudden. The stream just came out without warning. I stopped walking immediately and grabbed myself between my legs. I don't do this normally in public, but this time was different. It was not expected wetting. It was actually a total surprise. And everyone was looking at me. I managed to gain control pretty quickly, but enough urine went in my pants that I was properly wet between my legs and big wet stain went down all the way to my left knee. It was obvious to everyone what happened. Now I'm a little concerned if this could repeat on some other occasion, like at work or even in a meeting with a client for example. That would be super embarrassing. Not that I like leaks like this happening anywhere. They're out of omo fun in my book. Can this be by any chance related to wearing diapers at night? I started wearing them one month ago? I also pee in them in the morning when I'm already awake and need to go.

So throughout this evening me and Wetguyy10 have been having fun controlling my bladder! For context, I started out wearing some red boxer-style underwear, and gray skinny jeans. He had me do some jumping jacks first, which I didn't even leak during, but then he had me take some online quizzes for desperation. After the first quiz: Then he told me to put on a second pair of underwear and take a second quiz, which involved jumping jacks, squats, and lots of cups of water. After that, the new pair of jeans and the 2 layers of shorts were pretty wet:

Happens to the best of us right?? You’re shopping and enjoying the freedom to wet whenever where ever and then you start to feel a little bit more wet?? Yep that’s what happened right here! I went to the bathroom and saw this stain. I was terrified to exit but I had to document it before I left!

View File Holding while chatting + measure This is me holding while chatting with my friends at the pool. My bird makes a slight cameo. Felt so good to release like gesh... I held a bit over 1.5 liter here. Not a best but enough that i really did need it by the end. I have a longer version if anybody wants that just shows me finishing my drinks, how much i drank, so on and so forth. Can upload the longer version but it's over 2 gigs. Will upload though if there is interest. Submitter Poseidon57 Submitted 07/20/2021 Category Male  

Everything was new about June to James but instantly he could tell she was right on the verge of climax as her body clenched his penis tight, her private area smothering his manhood in moisture and her hips rocking quickly back and forth. The pressure from the base of his testicles to the tip of his penis beyond anything he had ever experienced before, the added pressure from his full bladder taking the experience to a level beyond anything he could ever imagine. It certainly wasn’t his first time fucking anyone but by far the first he’d fucked a stranger so suddenly and impulsively because seeing her utterly desperate to urinate had made him lose any decorum and professionalism. The fact they are both still wearing work attire and are locked alone in a room just yards from work colleagues and the thrill the door might be unlocked any moment all adding to the ecstasy of the moment. June clings to the side of her seat, her knuckles white with fighting against her bodies pull to get ever closer to James. Unable to form anything more than grunts and pants her eyes close as she feels her urethra pound against the firmness of James’s dick. It’s the plug she’s been urgently yearning for the last few hours holding the powerful dam at bay. But with every thrust, every pulsation, she can feel the dam weakening, the pressure intensifying, the strength in her muscles lessening. She doesn’t want to soak James but she’s not sure it can be avoided anymore. Then she feels it....her own body can’t stop. She’s losing control... As she climaxes in orgasm she feels an intensity, a release beyond what she’s ever felt before as she closes her eyes, tips her head back, thrusts one final time and hopes to God it’s not what she thinks. James gasps as his body reaches it’s peak, his penis shaking and spurting as he cums fast and furiously inside the most beautiful, sexy, wet body he’s ever experienced. His penis so warm and wet he begins to slide out as a warmth he’s never felt there tickles the underside of his dick. It’s wetter than mucus and as June’s head comes forward James sees her eyes sparkle, her cheeks flush and her mouth open wide in shock. ‘No! I can’t! Stop!’ Whoosh.... As James’s half erect penis flops awkwardly out from between June’s legs it’s obvious to them both that June has leaked with force as a fast spurt of urine shoots out from her vagina narrowly missing the legs of James’s smart trousers. Quickly letting go of the gusset of her knickers June presses bath her hands firmly back over her crotch, massaging and wriggling for all she is worth. James stands in shock gazing at the damp carpet, blinking as his eyes process what he’s just witnessed yet again. As voices outside can be heard and even footsteps coming in the direction of the room he tucks his wet and sticky dick back into his own underwear and zips up anxiously. ‘Quick! Turn your chair back to face the window so it’s under the table. I think I can hear someone coming! Do you think you can pull your skirt down?’ ‘Only if I can keep both my hands like this. I’m dribbling non stop now. Oh God James I am so so full. I’m going to burst. I’m never ever going to make it to the toilet now.’ James approaches June blushing as he helps her pull the sides of her skirt down and move her seat to face the opposite direction so her back faces the door. June raises her bottom off the seat, both hands between her legs clutching at her crotch, bent forwards as she dancing openly as James moves the seat for her. As she sits back down she wriggles and squirms and she perches on the edge of the seat. Adrenalin surging, his heart pounding and his bladder throbbing James races around to the opposite side of the table in front of the window as he pee dances and grabs a white board own from the table. Trying to keep his writing as legible as possible whist wriggling and having to stop and grab himself as urgent messages from his bladder consume him, he writes on the white board. ‘Ways to understand what a client might really need... Body language Facial expressions Known history: when did they last visit the ba..(he pauses, about to write bathroom and immediately corrects it to bank) Tone of voice Before he can write anything more and whist June continues to wriggle red faced facing him with her hands under the table the footsteps get closer and closer...

Well I have done a scenario that was very inconvenient for me when I tried wetting in some female clothing. So the other day my sister was giving clothes away again to charity and it was a massive plastics bag of old clothes. I was not really looking for new wetting clothes but thought to myself it never harms to stock up on some other outfits or even try something to wet in that I haven't worn before. Nobody was at home so I took my time opening the bag and scanning through the piles of clothes. There were some super super tight light blue jeans that I found sexy looking and a very cute school skirt. I picked up these two items and started to put everything back into the plastic bag and suddenly I noticed something weird that looked like a hoodie but was kinda "bulgy". I stood up and unfolded the piece and noticed it was a One piece clothing top and bottom part - a One*see!!! Score! I thought to myself. I have never worn one before and definitely never wet myself in one. I said okay this will be my next wetting project. A couple of weeks went by and it was always kinda in the back of my head to finally try on the One*see. The day came that my parents left the house for like 3 hours and I thought to myself now or never, this is the best chance I currently have. I rushed to my room took out the One*see. Took of my clothes I was wearing and kept on my underwear. I was putting one leg already into the One*see when I thought to myself I can maybe wear something underneath. So I put on my black tights and over them I put on my black over knee socks. I always feel very cosy when putting this set on. Alright now I put on the bottom piece of the One*see. The One*see was light grey with small black dots all around the body. There was a zipper that went from the belly botton area until your throat and the top piece looked like a hoody. I got the bottom piece up until my waste. Put my arms into the arm pieces and started to pull on the zipper. I noticed that the zipper was not going up so well and I had to put in some force into it while still trying to not break anything. After literally 10+ minutes of struggling I finally managed to reach the end of the zipper length. I must say at that point I felt like a little girl wanting to watch some series and just eat some snacks while wearing this. It was just so cute and comfortable. I thought to myself I will just watch 1-2 episodes of anime and drink some tea and water while doing so in order to become more desperate. So I went to my bed. Took out my laptop and started drinking and watching while wearing my adorable outfit. After watching like 2 episodes I felt a slight urge to pee however I told myself that I was not desperate enough. So I continued watching and drinking. I think I drank atleast like 2 liters of water in like 2 hours. At this point my legs already started to squirm a bit and I couldn't sit calmly on my bed. I knew it was going to come in the next 10 minutes. I went to the bathroom getting all the cleaning stuff ready because I knew I wanted to clean the mess up as quickly as possible. Then I noticed something that my parents told me before leaving. They told me that I had to take out the trash to the back of the house. If you don't know, my parents own a 4 story house and it is quite a distance to the trash bags and then to the back of the house. So I clinched my ass cheeks together and went down all the stairs. The trash bags were in a room in the basement. So I had to walk down 3 floors. When I finally reached the basement I went past my sisters shoe rack. She has her own apartment in the basement and wasn't home for a couple of weeks. It was raining outside and I didn't wanted to get my nice overknee socks drenched in cold rainy water before my actual wetting. I needed shoes and all my pairs are in my room... So because I love the inconvenience when being desperate I decided to pick some nice brown laced up ankle high heel boots out of the shoe rack and wore them. They had a zipper on the inside of the feet and bending over to put them on really put a massive amount of pressure on my bladder. When I stood up straight again I felt how a couple of drops were released into my underwear. I said: "Okay, fu*k it's coming any second now" I knew that I could not wet myself in the middle of the basement because then it would take some time to clean everything up. I knew I had to move quickly! So I rushed with the trash bags outside threw the bags into the corner and sprinted while wearing those high heels boots up the stairs to my bathroom. I knew I did not had the power to take them off in time. While going up the stairs more and more drops released and you could see a small stain in the crotch area of the One*see. Everything felt kinda thrilling but I was also scared to piss all over the stairs. Finally I arrived in to the bathroom. At this point I didn't even had to release the pee it just came out in a massive explosion. While peeing I tried to take off the high heel boots because I couldnt really drench them in my pee. When I managed to take one shoe off I heard the car of my parents arriving in the drive-way. At this point my heart was racing like I just swam around a lake a couple of times. I literally got a small panic-attack and for like 2 minutes I didn't know what to do. I put my hands on my zipper of my One*see and tried to zip it down towards my belly. BUT IT DID NOT MOVE!!! Then I noticed how the shoe that I was wearing on my left foot was getting filled with pee. I threw myself into the bathtub and lifted my leg up so the pee would stop running down into the shoe. Remember this is all happening while I'm still losing liters of pee into my One*See. I felt how my tights and overknee socks were already soaked and how the weight have changed while wearing them. I was immediately taking off the shoe that was on my left foot. I saw how the light brown material turned a little bit darker at some spots of the shoe. It wasn't so bad but still... It really made me panic even more. Then I heard how my mother was shouting my name asking me if I had taken out the trash. Me who was lying in the bathtub soaked in piss and wearing my sisters old One*see just screamed back: "YEAHH, it's at the back of the house like you told me!" I literally didn't move an inch. Because I tried to listed if they would be walking up the stairs towards me. Then she said: " are you hungry, I brought some food?" I said: "Yeah I will eat later because I'm taking a shower now.“ She then said:" Okay I will put it onto the kitchen counter. " Then it was quite for like 10 seconds. My heart still racing like crazy. I got out of the bathtub, locked the door and then I was fiddling around with the zipper that got stuck on the One*see. 1 minute later I got it open and I just took a shower while wearing the complete outfit. (minus the shoes of course). After the shower I cleaned up. Looked at the damage from the shoes. It was really not that bad. Somehow my sock soaked up all the pee and there was just small stains that looked like you wore the shoes out on the rain. I still decided to make them wet a little bit with water and cleansed out the pee and after that dryed them with a hair dryer. Somehow I managed to sneak back the shoes to the shoe rack and managed to cover everything up. It was one of the craziest wetting I had so far and trust me. One side in me is telling me that this was the most thrilling and exciting wetting ever but then the other side in my mind is telling me that I can't do something like this ever again. Well let's just see 😂 I hope you guys liked my story. Sorry about the weird English - I'm German. ❤️ Much love ~ Atrix

What do you experience in the moments before leaking? I've experienced at lease five distinct sensations. 1. Mostly as a tween and early teen I felt I was fighting a reflex that tried to relax my urinary sphincter. When I lost, my pee came out in a full and unstoppable stream. 2. In my late teens and onward, I most usually experienced pressure trying to push through my sphincter. When the pressure became too great three to five dribbles and spurts leaked out. The first, second and sometimes third events would only wet my underwear. Then they allowed me time to reach a nearby bathroom. When driving restrooms seemed never close enough to avoid soaking trough. But at parties I could usually reach a bathroom before soaking through. These produced little, if any sensation in my tummy. 3. Later in adulthood my bladder spasms sharp producing tummy pain (but brief and bearable). Larger spurts instantly jet out. They let up for a minute or less before repeating. Usually, I've a visible wet patch before reaching the bathroom. 4. For six months after my prostate surgery a wrong movement would release a two or three-second leak with little or no prior warning. This could happen one to five times per day. This happened infrequently (once every few years) before the surgery. 5. With only a mild need-to-pee sensation, a few drops sometimes leak on reaching the front door or bathroom door. How does your body talk to you?

After a day of non-stop work, with no place to change, barely arriving home, the diaper was also as tired as me.

These leaks, dribbles and, more rarely, below my knees releases differ from urge incontinence, in producing no strong urge. They differ from physical stress incontinence in needing no physical stress to come out. Usually, a mild pee signal precedes a leak by some minutes. It doesn’t seem to be getting worse. So the leak catches me by surprise. It feels more like my urinary sphincter takes a coffee break. But it’s not from getting too relaxed. These leaks sometimes happen in public places. Recently this happened to me three times in two days – but very minor this time. Does this happen to anyone else?

I've always wanted to go to bed dry and wake up wet. I didn't think it would ever happen, but for it to happen I knew I would have to get a bit drunk and be a little desperate when I went to bed, but not so desperate that I couldn't sleep. I got a littl drunk last night and had to go a bit when I went to bed. I woke up and my mouth was really dry so I got a drink of water. I had put a diaper on, since I didn't want to get the bed wet. I got back in bed and could feel that I had to pee some, but didn't feel that desperate. Before I want back to sleep I actually leaked a little. Surprised me. Unfortunately the diapers work great when you are standing, but not so great when you are laying down, the diaper got a little wet outside of the absorbent area. An hour or so later I woke up again and got another drink. When I got back in bed I had another leak. Got everything a little wetter than I wanted, so I stood up, peed a bit in the diaper and went back to bed with the wet diaper on. The leaks really surprised me. Usually I can wake up way more desperate than I was last night and hold for a long time. The alcohol must have had a major effect on me.

So I have been doing holds at work while chatting with people. I have been letting them push my bladder to its limits while I try to keep my uniform dry. I work as a paramedic on an ambulance so it can be tricky. Last shift I decided to do an hold. I had been instructed to drink several bottles of water and hold for 30 minutes. I was already at a 7 of 10. Well to my "misfortune oir post was changed to about 50 mille away to a different station. The person I was chatting with instructed me to still hold it. I have to ride in the front with my partner so I would be unable to really do too much to ease my desperation. We get going down the road and about 15 monutes in my bladder starts spasming hard. I have to prop my knee on the dash and place my hand in my crotch to hold myself with her noticing. Im at an 8 now! Im trying not to fidget but she kept looking over at me like she could tell. That in itself was driving me mad. I was instructed that I couldn,t use my hand for 10 minites. My partner drives like a maniac and every bump is like lightning shooting through me. Then she hit a set of railroad tracks and I started to leak! I couldnt grab myself so it took a second to stop the flow. I could feel my underwear wer wet but the outside of my pants were only barely damp. After 10 minutes I put my hand back but it doesnt help to much. Im trying to be still but I feel like she was watching me! I was almost wishing she would reach over and grab my dick amd make me lose control completely! 25 minutes later we are starting to pull up. My bladder could tell it was time for release and wanted to let go right then! I felt another spurt slip between my fingers. I was on the edge of soaking myself in front of my hot partner. She gets stopped and I start briskly walking to the bathroom. As soon as I get the door shut I instantly have to grab myself and double over. I didnt know how I was going to get my dick out to pee. Finally I get infront of the toilet and try to get my dick out. As soon as i released my hold I started peeing into my uniform pants and all over the stall as I pulled it out! It was absolutely blissful to finally get relief! I had too spend the next 15 minutes getting my clothes somewhat dry. Critique to make my stories flow better welcome. Would aslo love ideas of different situations to hold.

A few weeks ago I joined the Omo Discord- and yesterday I decided to join in on the fun and try my first hold. It, uh, didn’t end well needless to say- but I wasn’t deterred at all! I decided I’m gonna start getting myself to a point where holds are both fun and easy to fail- and that started with the need for weakening my bladder. So waking up this morning, I decided to have a little “accident” before my shower. It didn’t go very well- not for bladder related reasons but rather because I woke up a ticking timebomb of anxiety and was too wound up to really enjoy being naughty. So I didn’t go until later in the day, where I (sorta) tried another hold and had some success- but again wasn’t able to go all the way because of unrelated circumstances. Eventually, it was the middle of the night, and I was totally dry. I’d just gotten done playing Jackbox with some friends, and figured I’s try to at least have a leak or two. So, I stood up, and way faster than I was expecting I leaked a little pee. 1. It felt good, so I decided to have another one. 2. I could have stopped, but 3 felt like a better number to end on. So, after a bit of moving, I did another peepee in my pants. 3. I was ready to stop for the night, but the bad influences on the discord convinced me to do one more. So I got back up, stood my ground, and did another pee. 4. Of course, while I could have stopped, five was a more satisfying number, so I went again. 5. But uh, I went three times before so I’ll go a third time again. 6. But seven is a lucky number so uh. 7. Oh my god my pants are so wet. 8. I’m making such a big mess. 9. This feels sooooooo goooooood. 10. After 10 leaks, I realized I had to stop before I spent the whole night leaking into my pants. The fact I even had one leak, let alone so easily, was impressive to me. If I’d tried that like a year ago, under the same conditions, I’d never have gotten out a drop. It seems like my wettings are paying- my bladder is finally starting to get weaker. I still have a long ways to go, of course, but at this pace I feel like it’s only a matter of time before I start having genuine, unplanned accidents. And when that happens, hehe, things are gonna get a whole lot wetter.

(im new lol) I never really tried it on a toilet, but I did with a diaper, one time I drank like 3 huge cups of my favorite juice and had to piss really bad, I tried to held it in but then I leaked and it felt really good..

Even the best pull ups can’t handle a morning flood! I had to go and run some errands first thing this morning, so I decided to hold my morning pee while I diapered up and headed out. As I was walking around the shop I decided to release the pee into my Attends Pull-Ons Level 8 (a pull up which has always served me very well even when releasing a full bladder), which turned out to be a very bad idea. I quickly felt that familiar dampness in my boxer shorts then the coolness of wet shorts as the pee leaked out through both layers to produce a rather large wet spot. I had managed to stop the stream at this point so I hurried round to get that last few things I needed, paid at the checkout (thankfully the shop assistant didn’t seem to be paying any attention) and rushed outside into the shade to assess the damage. My boxer shorts were soaked and the wet spot on my shorts was bigger than I’d anticipated. However I still had some pee left so decided to head round the back of the shop, spread my legs a bit wider and release what was left. I think this allowed the pee to flow towards a drier part of the pull up as it thankfully didn’t leak further. I walked back to the car, placed a plastic bag on the seat and sat down in that telltale squishy feeling. Once home, I went straight to the bathroom to clean up and managed to snap a few pictures. As you can see, the black material of my shorts did a pretty good job of hiding the wetness, but in the sun it was much more noticeable.

In past about 17 hours I I rummaged ALL POST @rachelkirwan made, which is almost 10000 posts. Phew~ I was looking for all story posted by her include one fiction and more then 100 experience, lots of the experience story is even longer than fiction! These story are just too good that I couldn't refrain myself from re-enjoy them again while I am doing this project! OK, let's get back to the point. I must be too tired now to focus on and I am still rewind 'a planned ultrasound accident' in my brain while typing... What I did in past 17 hours is search and collect all story her made ONE BY ONE BY HAND, plus some tiny edits include grammar & spelling(Ms. Kirwan I wasn't mean your story contain lots error, in fact I just found less than 15 grammar in all stories), font adjustment as well as rotation of some pics. And compile them into THREE different books (pants&panties, pads&diapers and bed wetting). Export them as EPUB. The rule of sorting: 1. One story will not appear in multiple books 2. Pants&panties compilation contain wetting without pads, diapers and bed wetting, but period pad is acceptable. 3. No special rules for the rest two collection. Volume of books: The pants&panties compilation contain 68,199 words, 40MB The pad&diaper compilation contain 107,899 words, 62MB The bed wetting compilation contain 11,636 word, 13.7MB Explanation of signs: The title of story include '(🎇)' means this story contain picture/s, and you could directly see them inside the file The title of story include '(📹)' means this story contain video/s, and you could click the link inside to download them here in her original post To Ms.Kirwan: I am sorry I did this prior your authorization, if you think it's okay please tell me and I will post these books here and Apple Books as well. In view of the typesetting and collective arrangement I did remove some link of your store from some stories, however, I did made a editor note at the beginning of each books that include your link. Hope you don't mind this. BTW do you have any special plan for your upcoming 10000th post? If books success be posted: Guys, I need you help find out if there's any story (no matter what the length is) missing or any error or mismatching or misroute in this collection. Thank you! I don't know how to operate Lighrroom or photoshop so the cover in books might be blur or has an incongruous hue. I am appreciate if someone help me enhance the pictures. Covers of these books: Phew~ sleeping time💤 See U~ P.S. R.I.P to me if I undergo a sudden death during sleeping.

I've been waiting to do this ever since I got these bottoms. YouCut_20200613_200108777.mp4

I just went out on a walk diapered and immediately as soon as i started peeing it immediately leaked and the diapers i was wearing were pretty thick so i don’t know what happened anyways luckily i was wearing a skirt so the only thing anyone noticed was the urine running down my legs

hello. the story of today is about my GF and I being stuck on the road with no way out of the situation. so it starts off on a very cold morning and me and my GF are heading back to her house after staying at a friends house. so the both of us start getting dressed, i put on red microfiber panties with mens galaxy leggings on with my converse and she wearing a black top with a really thin see through black thong with really thin blue tight jeans. my GF is 5ft 4" with very short blonde hair with multiple piercings and tattoos, shes also wearing converse. so headed out to the car as our friend had to leave ASAP as he was late for work (my gf is driving) . so we headed off for a 2+ hour drive and we both said to each other "wish we had time to use the toilet" (allot of drinking was involved last night and we haven't managed to have our morning pee yet. so 15 mins into the drive i see my gf wiggling a wee bit so i ask "you okay?" "yeah I'm fine just need to pee a bit" "same here" so another 15mins go by and I'm starting to get desperate myself and she notices. another 30 + minutes i heard her whimper, and i look at her and she says "i don't know if gonna be able to hold this" i just say "yeah me too" 10 minutes later i here her moan and whimper and slam her thighs together and hear her say "oh no" at this point I'm very desperate my self and all i hear from her is "I'm okay" she asks me how you holding up? i just reply with "not very well" so at this point we are over half way back to our house and things are not looking good. I'm sitting here very Very desperate and so is she. all of a sudden i get a desperation wave and i leaked for 2-3 seconds and i instantly say "I'm fine" i look over to her and shes practically bouncing up and down and all of a sudden she stops moving and spreads her legs apart with a loud moan. she quickly closes her legs and just looks at me with a really worried face and i look back puzzled and i say " are you losing it?" she starts almost crying and i just comfort her and say "don't worry about wetting your self i understand" She manages to say to me that shes peed a little bit and i just reply with "don't worry so have i" so at this point we are about 30mins away from the house and we are both in dyer need. I'm still squirming about and shes still bouncing up and down. a couple of minuets later I started to leak and i moaned as it ran down both my legs for about 4-5 seconds and she looks over and sees the wet streaks growing and out of no where she whimpers and says quite loud "OHH NOT AGAIN AHHH!!!" and i just see a wet patch growing around her pussy area. We both gained control and looked at each others jeans and leggings shock and i ask "have you wet yourself?" with a reply of "no just a wee bit tho" and i just replied with "same here" 10 minutes go by and shes the verge of crying and still bouncing about like crazy and she just about cries out "Gonna wet my self in a minute!!!" and as i look down i see her wet patch pulsating from her trying to clench her pussy but every time she fails to do so she lets out a little spurt. and less than a minute later i hear out of no where "OHH OOOHHH OH ahh ahhhhh please no please no no no No NO" And all i see is her pussy get wetter and wetter and she starts crying, spreads her legs and the wet patch starts spreading down her inner thighs. I put my hand on her knee while shes still wetting herself and say "It's okay just relax" and she dose and i start to rub the inside of her thigh (even tho shes wet and still wetting there) and she says "don't I'm still wetting there" i just reply with " it's okay just focus on your wetting don't worry about wetting into my hand" just to calm her down and after a few seconds she moans while still crying and fully lets go into her soaked thong, soaked jeans and into my hand. After about a minute the stream starts to die down and whisper to her " It's okay it's okay just let your self finish" the flood stops and seems to collect her self and say to me "how are holding up?" i did admit i peed for about 5 seconds during your wetting and i think I'm gonna wet my self and second as well. Another 5 minuets later and leaking every 5 seconds and my gf noticed and just said to me just relax if you want" and instantly she started rubbing my inner thigh and i ask "what are you doing?" just replied with "I'm helping you relax like you did for me" "but I'm not wetting my self" "that's the point, I'm getting you relaxed to wet yourself since we are about 20mins away you're not gonna make it and might as well go so you can relax" after about 10 seconds I say to her "gonna pee in your hand" with a reply of "it's okay it's only fair" and after that I relaxed and started wetting my self with no sign of it slowing down. after nearly a minute it came to and end of me wetting my self while wetting into my gf hand as she massaged my inner thigh. we both felt allot better and not long after we arrived back at our house made a dash for it and got inside and stripped naked and we both jumped into a shower together. then settled in for the night. I asked her how was feeling now after all of that. and the response was " I'm still a bit embarrassed and confused as it's my first time wetting in front of someone" "so it's not your first time wetting yourself in general?" "no when i was 18 i wet my self in my room while gaming completely topless wearing only white cotton panties and white thigh high lycra socks. Trying to complete this really long mission and after a good while of trying to hold as this mission needed to be complete within a cretin time i started leaking and fully started peeing into my gaming chair my white panties, down the chair to down my legs soaking my white lycra thigh highs" also didn't move i just sat there for a good couple of hours since well i wet myself so don't need to go and i still haven't completed this mission. so after that story we wen't to bed and well I'm sure you's can guess what happened after that 🙂 thanks for reading through this not the best worded story as i was rushed for time while doing this. let me know what you think of this story 🙂

In the Bed-Wetters Cabin at Camp fiction, Fern encourages the campers to say, “Everyone wets sometimes.” My parents taught, “Normal people don’t wet.” Let’s find whether your and my experiences lean toward one slogan, the other or somewhere between. How many friends and relatives Leak or wet? That’s rhetorical – don’t answer yet. Instead consider making a spreadsheet or chart (like the bed-wetting campers wall chart.). Obscure the names or identifications. (I’m terrible at this. Can never think of false names or identifications I’ll remember. I tend to change “Wendy” to “Gail” and such obvious substitutions.) Also, use an excess of columns and delete columns when you finish. For instance: identification, age, evidence, frequency, cause, day, night, relation to other in chart, beginning age, ended, whatever seems relevant. What you count as evidence requires judgment calls. Neither are hard proof, but I’ve included friends who told on themselves or family or outed by a dating partner. Excluding my own accidents, In one case I saw the accident. In two I saw the wet fabric soon after the accidents. In another case I saw the dried stains. Otherwise, the leaks were too small to soak through and the floods hidden before I had a chance to see them. When I tried to fill in my chart, I seemed to know 11 leakers and wetters. Reading the Jenny comedy fiction reminded me of another. Other things reminded me of more. I’ve now remembered 4 male (including myself) and 12 female leakers and wetters. That’s a small number. But remembering I have autistic spectrum disorder and have only rarely managed to balance more than two close friendships, it suggests my parents claim originated in dreamland. Online research suggests high-impact athletes have the highest chance of leaking. See Jessica Hull competitive running clips for an example. Last I looked, YouTube had two trampoline examples. Such athletes don’t overlap with my friendship circles. If you want to make a chart, but not aware of wetters in your family or friendship circles, you could chart the well-known examples in past celebrity wetters threads. Takeaways so far for me: 1. At least many people wet. 2. Most leaks don’t show. 3. Most floods get quickly hidden 4. Most accident confessions follow on someone else confessing. To clarify, in a light-hearted meeting of eight friends, one admitting an embarrassing flood opens the subject enough for two or three others telling their wetting stories. Sample not large enough for high certainty, but 5. Among my friends, males seem to make up 25% of leakers. Percent would probably be higher I hung out more with beer drinkers. 6. Wetters seem to group along family and friendship lines. Maybe means some family and friendship circles more open about wetting.