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  1. melikai

    School girl panty pissing

    Version 1.0.1

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    Edda was no good schoolgirl! Because she treated her things badly she will be punished by her teacher with spanking. Besides, before nothing but fear she pees to herself in the panty. Ohweia this gave trouble 😮 for your viewing pleasure

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  2. View File School girl panty pissing Edda was no good schoolgirl! Because she treated her things badly she will be punished by her teacher with spanking. Besides, before nothing but fear she pees to herself in the panty. Ohweia this gave trouble 😮 for your viewing pleasure Submitter melikai Submitted 05/19/2019 Category Desperation Clothing  
  3. Jailor Eckman

    female Request 013

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    What better way for three roommates to spend their first night in their new apartment than by having a good, old-fashioned holding contest? $100 for whoever holds it the longest! Of course after insisting that she'd wipe the floor with them, Shelley was made to drink an extra bottle... or two. She figured she was a bit heavier than her friends, so surely she'd have a bigger bladder... right? Well, now that it feels like a boiling watermelon is teetering on the other side of her pee-hole, she's not so sure. Too bad her friends won't just shut up and let her think about anything else! This is the request I did for @Lapiiss!
  4. This story takes place while the events of Avengers Infinity War is going on. Captain Marvel had a mission to on the planet Nowhere, the crime rates have gone up since the Guardians Of The Galaxy was there. Carol wanted to change that, it is why she has been flying there, now her quest begins. She just made it but earlier she drank a lot of water and now she has to pee. Carol hoped that she could make it, she doesn’t like peeing herself as normal girl but it’s because she takes her job to seriously and doesn’t to be know as a little girl that wet herself, she’s also very powerful and being that strong and doesn’t want to fetish in front of strength. Now the Captain’s urge was becoming worse she could focus properly but she did manage to make it to Nowhere without any leaks. Marvel didn’t care about her mission she was so desperate now that she could wet herself in catching a thief or criminal, now that would be embarrassing for her but hot for the crooks. Nowhere’s public bathrooms are disgusting they are not cleaned and there’s always old diapers laying on the ground, that’s what the ladies toilets look but she never ever gone to the men’s in desperation if there’s no more room in the girl’s. She didn’t want to use the public restrooms because there filthy dirty, she thought to herself were would she be sleeping. She thought that she would buy a room in the best hotel in Nowhere. She ran in and luckily she didn’t have to wait, the lady who was serving her was amazed that the gorgeous Captain Marvel has entered. “Captain Marvel big fan what would you like?” “I’ll take the suite, please.” “The $1200 one?” “Yeah that one, oh wait I didn’t bring my wallet.” “Don’t worry I almost forgot that if you are a superhero you don’t pay for a room.” Carol gave her a smile and she wasn’t taking notice of her urge to pee. Just then the desperation kick in she was at the limit and if she didn’t go now then she would have an accident. She takes the keys and get in the lift and there is no one in there so Carol grabs her crotch like a little girl she is in dire need of a toilet. The lift gets to the third floor and must find room 2018 and she does she unlocks it and rushes to the bathroom. She is now frustrated that she can’t take off her suite the zipper at the back is stuck and just had a small leakage in her white panties. “Fuck! I’m already peeing myself.” She moans and groans for a bit the zipper moved a bit but enough for her to take it off. She feels another squirt of pee coming out she starts crying she’s not going to make it. She has to accept that she’s not gonna make it. She then starts peeing the rapid force that coming out is so warm and her crying stops, it looks like she’s enjoying it. Her whole pants has a nice big pee stain on it and probably her panties would be soaked, she didn’t bring spare clothes so she had wash it or be nude under her suit. She stopped peeing and loved it. She did not know why she didn’t like it at first, now she actually could take it off her zipper needs fixing and she went to the bed and was laying on it naked. She was very tired from yesterday when this guy only came robbing at night and at 11:00 o’clock she got him and took her 2 hours to get back to her ship, so Carol fell asleep on her bed. To Be Continued... To
  5. I've found this video a few days ago and decided to share it here. I recommend you to check her profile because the stuff she uploads is good. https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/pissing-in-my-pants-and-on-the-floor-40098171 Here's the rip : Pissing in my pants and on the floor.mp4 PS - there's nudity in the video.
  6. View File Wetting and masturbation while locked out of the bathroom Locked out of the bathroom, a desperate girl frantically searches for the key but can't hold it in and wets herself at the door. She then masturbates through her wet underwear. No nudity is shown. Also, big props to her for doing this video over a carpet. That's pretty brave. Submitter Jörmungandr Submitted 05/13/2019 Category Almost made it Clothing Panties/Undies Skirt  
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    Locked out of the bathroom, a desperate girl frantically searches for the key but can't hold it in and wets herself at the door. She then masturbates through her wet underwear. No nudity is shown. Also, big props to her for doing this video over a carpet. That's pretty brave.

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  8. no u

    female Panty wetting

    From the album: no u's pixel art

  9. View File Soaked sheets and cute briefs Relaxing hard after a long day, I soaked my favorite pair of underwear. Then- freshly diapered- I lay down for more rest. Truly, there is no warmth like a wet bed ❤️ Submitter themerger Submitted 05/10/2019 Category Bedwetting  
  10. Sometimes when I masturbate to omorashi porn and diaper fetish porn I smell my used pads and the odor from the urine really adds to the experience. I know that pee smell varies depending on how healthy or hydrated you are but I find that the more yellow and odorous the pee, the more it turns me on. Anybody else?
  11. 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 😛
  12. themerger

    Soaked sheets and cute briefs

    Version 1.0.0

    111 downloads

    Relaxing hard after a long day, I soaked my favorite pair of underwear. Then- freshly diapered- I lay down for more rest. Truly, there is no warmth like a wet bed ❤️

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  13. Version 1.0.0

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    Title Pretty much says it, four girls all wet their pants for you and then instruct you on how to get off. In the one labeled English girl she takes her top off as pictures.

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  14. Here is a nice video i found on pornhub. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5ccd48af395f5 Peeing Panties - Pornhub.com.mp4
  15. ♥TheWetFinn♥

    female Welp, I'm soaked.

    After fixing my art style several times I've gotten to a point where I can finally draw decent humans. This originally wasn't omorashi-related so I just did a quick little edit to it
  16. rachelkirwan

    A Trail of Droplets

    A Trail of Droplets So many of you will know I’ve spent a while in academia, mostly as a grad student, and while I’m happy with my current job working for a non-profit helping people, every so often I hear the call of the ivory tower. Last Tuesday was one such time. I had the day off, and decided that rather than do housework or run errands, I’d head up to UBC (the University of British Columbia) and explore the beautiful campus a little and maybe check out the library. It was hot and lovely out, with flower petals blowing about in a classic west-coast petal storm, and I decided to wear a slightly above the knee length black pleated skirt, and because it was a little blustery out and this particular skirt is rather susceptible to exhibitionist-inducing wind gusts, I slipped a pair of tight black stretchy short shorts over top of a pair of day of the week panties (Tuesday of course). On top I had on a light lavender form fitting golf shirt, and a little black vest that is more a fashion accessory than anything else. Building on the ‘French’ look, I pulled on a cute black barrette. On my feet I had ankle-length white socks and typical black flats, comfortable for trudging about, as UBC campus is rather large. After a big and rather late breakfast which included toast, some fruit and a huge mug of green tea, I popped a big water bottle and some fruit bars into my purse, popped on some sunglasses, grabbed a book to read on the way there, and headed out into the world. Halfway along the short walk to the Skytrain I was glad I’d pulled on the ‘safety shorts’ as the blowing wind lifted and twisted the pleats of my skirt, flashing my shorts to passing motorists. The trip to UBC was uneventful, thought I did have to dash into a Starbucks when I transferred as the green tea has filled my bladder to a perilous degree. I was about a 8.5 when I finally got to the loo. After I arrived at UBC I walked around checking out the campus. I’ve been there before, but usually I’ve visited for a purpose – to pick up a book at the library, go to a lecture or sporting event, that sort of thing. This time I had all the time I could be more itinerant and exploratory. After some wanderings, I headed over to the SUB and grabbed a big lunch. I took the opportunity to empty my bladder and refill my water bottle which I’d drained. I also helped myself to a big bottle of green tea with lunch. After lunch I set myself the task of exploring the library. I just love libraries in general and could spend probably all day just wandering about, looking at books, displays, and people studying. I eventually found myself in the philosophy section and browsed the shelves for anything that jumped out. I found a couple interesting new arrivals and hauled them over to a study nook and skimmed them for a good couple of hours. I kind of lost myself in the process, and reveled in this. I used to be able to do this when I was in grad school. Just sit there and lose myself in a subject for hours and hours. I spent a couple of hours sitting from my water bottle and working my way through the books I’d collected and when I got up to go and peruse the shelf some more I noticed that my bladder was very full. A surprise 8 which I had not noticed as a result of my book stupor. I’d spent many an afternoon in the library whilst in University thinking naughty thoughts and occasionally engaging in some desperation and diaper fun. I wondered if I could hold it just a little longer and gather another collection of books. I reckoned I could and went back to the shelves. Urgent calls from my bladder detracted from browsing the shelves. I hopped about a little when looking for books on higher shelves, and surreptitiously holding myself. When I squatted down to look at lower shelves, I subtly sat on my heel. After about 15 minutes of fidgety searching I had gathered a small pile of books and returned to my study nook. I should note that the little study cubbies around me were full of students studying and working on various projects and papers, or doing stuff on their phones. I feel a little old thinking that too many of them were on their phones rather than studying. While reading I put in my headphones to blot out the sounds of keyboard tapping, coughing, and shifting about that is associated with these kinds of activities. While I attempted to keep my dancing and other visual signs of desperation as subtle as possible, but I could have been overtly holding myself, as most of the people around me were entirely absorbed in their own activities. Even when perusing the shelves, there were very few people around me at all. Back at my study nook, my bladder was at an insistent and uncomfortable 8.5 and I tightly crossed my legs while sitting and picking up the book on the top of the pile. Whereas earlier I had easily fallen into a book stupor, this time it was a little more difficult. My mind wandered, returning to my insistent bladder. I fidgeted and my chair squeaked, earning angry looks from a couple of the people around me. After less than 10 minutes I realized that I was going to have to visit a toilet. I marked my spot in the book I’d been trying to skim, and removed my vest leaving it on the chair to mark my seat (given the time of the year, it had been hard to find a free cubby and I didn’t want someone re-shelving my carefully selected books. I tucked in my chair and then, realizing that I could not be so cool and collected, I rushed over to the elevator. While I’d seen washrooms on this floor, I had it in my mind that I’d use one on a different floor, with the requisite naughty and subtly exhibitionistic desperate dash. I decided to go to one on the top floor, and crossed my legs tightly while waiting for the elevator to arrive. My hands, almost of their own accord, crept towards my crotch, and rather than avoid holding myself, I shifted my purse with my other hand so that it covered the front of skirt and obscured the fact that my hand was now wedged between my legs from the casual observer. I was being as subtle as I could, and the majority of people around me were oblivious, with their faces on their phones, books or otherwise distracted. There were a couple of other people around me waiting for the elevator, one young woman talking on her phone, and a couple of young men, one staring at his phone and the other staring at the young woman talking on her phone. The elevator seemed to be taking forever and I jiggled one foot desperately despite my legs being tightly twisted together. The doors finally opened and a press of people walked out breaking around me and scattering in every direction. I uncrossed my legs and removed my hand and taking small steps, scurried into the elevator. There were a couple of people in there already, and the button for my floor was already pressed. I glanced around, not taking time to register who else was in the elevator, and took up a position in the corner. My legs once again twisted together and my purse moved into place. I felt a gaze on me and looked up to see one of my elevator mates, the previously mentioned young man with the wandering eye. I smiled sheepishly and made a conscious effort to not hold myself, and instead gripped my purse in front of myself with both hands now, in a ‘that’s what I had meant to do all along’ kind of move. I was really desperate at this point, an insistent and almost painful 9, and in addition to double crossing my legs, I could not stop jiggling, just a little bit. I was only going a couple of floors, but I felt the gaze of the guy on me the whole way. I pretended to check my phone, and when I did, noticed him whisper something to his companion, who then looked up at me. I only noticed out of the corner of my eye but it still made me blush none the less. As we arrived on my floor, I shoved my phone into my purse and impatiently waited for the people in front of me to exit the elevator. My legs were once again uncrossed and I was dancing (subtly of course) on the spot, jockeying for position momentarily. I was almost the last out of the elevator and as soon as I existed, I turned to look for the loo. I started down the hall and could not see any obvious signs. I was about twenty strides down the hall when I felt my body, without warning, involuntarily release a small squirt of pee into my panties. I gasped. I stopped walking immediately, crossed my legs and bore down, stopping the flood before it did more than just soak the gusset of my underwear. I was largely alone now, with most of the people who had left the elevator having already dispersed, there was a couple behind me, who I noticed looking over my way when I had gasped. Regardless of their stares, I shoved my hand between my legs (only partially obscured by my purse). Looking over at them, I noticed that I had turned the wrong way, and that the washrooms had in fact been very close to the elevator, just in the opposite direction. Throwing dignity to the wind, I power walked as quickly as I could whilst bearing down and keeping my legs together, and headed towards the washroom. When I was about 10 yards away from the door, I pulled my hand away from my crotch, and broke into an all out sprint. The longer strides and lack of support were catastrophic. After my first step I felt a serious leak flood my underwear. Another accompanied my next step, and as I pushed the first door open, my bladder began to release completely, in a classic key-in-latch accident. I was peeing freely as I strode across the washroom to the most clearly available stall. I felt like my entire crotch was soaked and I could feel little rivulets of pee running down both legs. But most of all I could hear the faint sound of the drips I left on the ground. The tops of my socks also felt warm. The washroom was thankfully empty, from what I could tell in my haste. And I rocketed into the nearest stall and without locking the door or pulling down my safety shorts or panties, I sat myself down onto the toilet and let the remainder of my very full bladder drain into the toilet. Rather than the usual sound, it made a complicated drip, dripping sound as the pee filtered through my clothing. It continued for a good couple of minutes after I was empty, such was the shameful state of my under things. After the dripping had mostly subsided, I took stock of my situation. My skirt had mostly survived the bathroom accident unscathed, there was a faintly damp spot in the front where I had been pressing it into myself, and I padded this dry. Only then did I get up and lock the stall. I then shimmied off the wet shorts and panties, careful to avoid getting too much pee on my socks and shoes. These were so wet that I needed to wring them out into the toilet. Both were un-wearable, although in my experience, the shorts could be dried quickly with some patting with toilet paper and air drying. This was not my first wetting accident in these shorts – I used to wear them under my field hockey skirt and rare was the game when they wouldn’t get a little wet from a leak or sweat. I put these on top of the toilet paper dispenser and took stock of my shoes and socks. There were a couple of droplets on my shoes, which were easily wiped dry. The socks had avoided most of the accident. While there were very visible medium-sized wet spots around their inner tops, it seems as though most of my pee had been caught in my under things, had made it to the floor, or had got on my inner thighs. These I dried carefully with toilet paper. I padded my socks mostly dry, and rather than remove them (in a public washroom?) I rolled them down, concealing the wet spots, and keeping them off my skin. For those of you who know me, I do typically carry an emergency backup pair of panties in my purse, and today was no exception. I fished these out from their little baggie and slipped them on. Like the pair I had very recently soaked, these were light cotton, white with yellow trim (and a little worse for wear, I’ll need to sell these ones soon or toss them, I hadn’t noticed a rather large tear on them until this day, unless one of you perverts wants to buy them). I then attempted to stuff my wet panties and safety shorts into the baggie. It was intended for panties only and there wasn’t enough room for my shorts, so I folded these as carefully as I could, and tucked them into my purse. Clean up complete, I ventured out of the stall. Thankfully the washroom was still empty, which I thought was surprising. I had heard someone come in while I was undertaking my extensive cleanup, but I must have taken longer than I had thought. Walking over to the sink, I blushed a little when I noticed that there was a clearly visible trail of droplets leading from the door of the washroom to my stall, tracing the progress of my accident, very obviously. While I’d been a little too flustered with cleaning up from my accident to take a picture, I pulled out my phone and snapped a shot of my trail of droplets to commemorate this very unplanned and rather spectacular accident. I washed my hands, composed myself, and ventured back out to try and find my study nook, books and vest. This time, I took the stairs. The rest of my visit to UBC was uneventful, though the walk to the bus and home certainly resulted in a couple of passersby spotting my white panties, as the gusty wind continued. Hope you enjoyed my experience, as a heads up, all the panties in this story are available for sale! Just drop me a line. Best, Rach
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    This is a side story focused on the character Bridget from Messy Academy, it is suggested to go read that series on my uploads first before this or you might ruin the story for yourself! This story focuses on Bridget's rise to becoming a gamer girl, or how she became one in the current story. There is a mix of her past, current and future events, some of these side stories will be wrapping characters stories up or giving more story to them before messy academy chapter 2 comes out.

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  18. I was recently travelling around the UK with my lovely husband and at times, some of his family. I spent a lot of time with the in-laws and used to afternoon or evening jogs as a way of giving me some ‘me’ time. As you all know, that very often means a little bit of wetting fun. To on one afternoon, when the hubby and I were travelling alone north of Manchester, I decided to go for a little jog in the countryside. There was a lovely forested path not too far from our Air B&B, and I went out jogging in the forest a number of afternoons. Most of you will know by now that I have a tendency to leak a little while running, and this is particularly the case when doing impact training or running on very uneven ground. To avoid this I have a black quick dry running skort and always use the bathroom before I jog. If I’m in a gym (which isn’t too often), I’ll slip a pad into my panties as well. On this particular jog, I decided I would forgo all these precautions, and have a little wetting fun. So I pulled on one of my favorite pairs of panties, my pink Ariel Little Mermaid panties, and put a regular white short pleated skirt overtop of them. On top I was wearing a regular sports bra and tank top. When I left the Air B&B, my bladder was at about a 6 and was feeling pretty full. I almost had that sloshy feeling you get when working out with a full bladder. I knew that my pink panties were not going to stay dry for long. This was my first time exploring the path, so I wasn’t sure how busy it was going to be. It turned out that on this day, I only passed a couple of people, most of them teens who were mountain biking and an elderly couple who was dog walking. The path system had lots of paths and branches and I looked out for landmarks to avoid getting lost. This was a small UK forest but I didn’t feel like getting too turned around. Anyhow, I started jogging down the street and turned into the trailhead. I jogged for a little ways before I went down the first little gully and felt spurts of pee escaping into my panties with every impactful strive. By the time I reached the bottom, I felt as though my panties were thoroughly sodden. I got to enjoy the sensuous feeling of warm wet fabric quickly cooling against your most intimate parts. I look around and down at my legs. I was still alone in the forest at this point, and there was only a little tear-drop trickle of pee running down my thigh. I brushed this aside, and continued jogging. The pressure from the running was dramatically increasing my need to pee, and I was starting to feel uncomfortable. At this point, going up a small incline, I was overtaken by a couple of mountain-biking teens. I had that quick thrill one gets when it is possible that a stranger glimpsed up one’s skirt (given the incline of the hill, my running motion, the shortness of my skirt and the angle of approach of the cyclists). My already quick heart rate increased just a little. At first this was only on account of their possibly seeing my panties, but it only took me another second to realize that those panties were noticeably wet. Rational Rachel calculated that they teens were probably concentrating on going up the hill, but also that they were teen boys and I know how their minds work. I continued on, winding my way through the beautiful forest. Enjoying the feeling of running; not quite enjoying the full feeling of my bladder or the damp rubbing of my wet panties. After a short while, I approached another steep downward section of the path, I paused at the top, evaluating my bladder’s situation. It was sitting at an uncomfortable 8 and I knew that jogging down this hillock would certainly result in more leaks, regardless of my efforts to ‘bear down.’ So, after a moment’s pause, I pressed on, and instead of bearing down in order to hold back the leaks, I tried to relax. I say tried as it is pretty hard to relax anything while jogging down a steep decline. Now, with each hard step, instead of the usual small spurt, I was releasing serious spurts into my wet panties. I could feel the warm liquid hitting my inner thighs and knees. By the time I reached the bottom of the short hill, I was basically completely releasing my bladder. I stopped, spread my legs so that the pee would not run down my legs and get into my socks and shoes, and continued to wet my panties. I looked down and appreciated the small puddle growing under my on the hard-packed path, and the drizzling sound of the pee hitting the ground. Despite my previous leaks, I peed for about 40 seconds, and while I did so, I kept my head on a swivel in case I was interrupted. My sodden panties continued drip on the ground long after I had finished and finally bore down. After about two minutes of standing there dripping, I heard people approaching, and so I gave my butt a little wiggly shake to dislodge any other droplets, and continued to jog. My panties were not sufficiently dry and I could feel little droplets splashing against my legs as I jogged. I’m not a stranger to jogging in wet panties, but I wanted to have some more fun. After I passed the elderly couple who were walking their dog and would have spotted me standing in my shameful puddle had I not moved, stopped to deal with the ‘situation.’ I then pulled off my panties and inspected the damage. They were pretty soaked. I then used my skirt to dry my legs and girl parts. I now was faced with the dilemma of what to do. I decided to hang my panties up on a tree branch in the sun to dry, and pick them up on my way back. I could just as easily pulled them back on, but I was also excited about the possibility of exhibitionistically leaving them out to dry. The odd passer-by would know that someone had shamefully wet their panties. So I artfully hung them on a branch to dry, and snapped some pictures for you perverts. I ended up flipping them around so that Ariel was visible, she is super cute after all. After appreciating my little wet panty ‘kite’ stuck in a tree, I continued on my jog. I took about a 30 minute look and only had a couple more smaller leaks on steeper sections. On these occasions, with no panties to catch them, the droplets splashed out and hit my legs, skirt and the ground. I felt incredibly naughty jogging without panties, and very much enjoyed the feeling of the wind against my wet girl parts. I eventually looped around and returned to where my panties had been hanging. Or at least the general environs as to where they should have been hanging. They were not there. I ran back along the path for a couple hundred meters in each direction, just to check if I had the correct place, but my panties were nowhere to be found. I even checked my phone, lined up the photos with the same section of the path, and checked the undergrowth around where the panties had been hung. Still no panties. So I suspect one of three possible things occurred: 1) An enterprising squirrel found my skivvies and re-purposed them as a nest. At least any bedwetting baby squirrels will be able to blame stains on the bedding. 2) A helpful and environmentally conscious citizen recovered my underwear and disposed of them properly, I was in a way littering with them, and don’t litter. 3) Or, some perverted someone spotted my drying panties, and took them home with them for some salacious end. Anyhow, I am fortunate because I still have a pair of these back at home, as I bought multiple packs, and I did buy a ton of new panties on my trip. I do have other stories about these panties from earlier in the trip, so stay tuned for these. When I got back to the Air B&B, my husband didn’t even ask why I was not wearing panties. After a quick shower he did get all kinds of laid. Hope you enjoyed! Rach p.s. if you ever want to own a pair of my panties that have been worn and/or wet (like a squirrel or forest pervert), check out my website and get in touch! http://rachelkirwan.wixsite.com/panties
  19. Version 1.0.0

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    More from Twitter, mostly Almost-made-it, style accidents, other wettings as well. Enjoy, Rach

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  20. Big Boss

    female Persona 3: Agies

    Aegis had never known really any emotion besides the basic ones like happiness or sadness. But her time with her friends as they battled the shadows that threatened humanity helped her discover new emotion and feelings. From fear to even Love. But one was still unknown until she discovered a disabled option in a system diagnostic. It was called "Human waste disposal mode." To which she followed the route of the program to find out it allowed her body to dispose of her waste in a human manner like excess liquid or solid fuel that had decayed and passed usefulness. With an odd sense of curiosity she activates it and feels a new feeling in her lower abdomen area. A feeling of filling as liquid akin to piss began filling the steel container in her abdominal area. At first it wasn't bad, but a tingle came to her vaginal region, and she had rarely ever felt this tingle unless she was close to the guy (or girl depending on game =w=) she had a crush on. Arousal. She bit her lip as she felt her bladder like receptacle still swelling at a steady pace. She felt her face growing hot as she went to grab her school clothes and got dressed. Including panties, which she looked at herself in the mirror, lifting her skirt and biting her lip as she saw the bulge against her waistband. She let her skirt fall back down and started doing a childish pee pee dance as she had seen many times in the public parts of the local area like parks or shopping centers. She gripped her synthetic pussy tightly which gave her an intense jolt through her artificial nerves, pleasure. She moaned as she kept gripping and dancing, whimpering a bit. After a few hours she just couldn't take it anymore, she was just too damn horny now. She went back over to the mirror and saw her bulge was even larger. And with a nervous gulp she lifted her skirt to show her panties again, and with a sigh she let "nature" take over as she felt the hot liquid begin pouring out in between her legs. Soaking her panties and causing her to moan violently and fall to her knees, drool dripping from her chin as she just had the most violent orgasm she thought she could without sexual intercourse. Her artificial arms actually felt weak as she kept going, breathing hard and loudly as she looked in the mirror, seeing her wet herself like this after holding it for so long was...exhilarating! She felt more alive than she had in a long time. It was almost like she could feel a real heartbeat! She definitely had to do this again. Or get someone like Yukari or Mitsuru do it with her. She giggled as she finished peeing and went to strip it all off.
  21. View File POV Wetting With Masturbation Instruction / Encouragement Title Pretty much says it, four girls all wet their pants for you and then instruct you on how to get off. In the one labeled English girl she takes her top off as pictures. Submitter fury85 Submitted 04/30/2019 Category Peeing  
  22. For this photo set, we head out into the great outdoors with Sosha where she pees through her blue cotton panties. In this gallery, we find Sosha surrounded by a lush forest wearing a black leather coat and blue cotton panties. For the first photos in the set, she is simply posing for the camera, looking sexy. Eventually, she pees through her underwear, which grows visibly dark with wetness as the cotton fabric soaks up the liquid. Afterward, she shows off her wet underwear to the camera.
  23. Hello everyone, I want to bring to you another of my wetting fun times, but I regret that this will be my last for some time. The primary reason being that in the process of making this little film for you (or more precisely taking photos after the video), I dropped my camera which was damaged. I will talk a bit more about this later but let me tell you about my fun and naughty times before discussing the sad fate of my camera. So I’ve been making a fair number of films lately, I find my interest in wetting myself for pleasure comes and goes in waves, not entirely unconnected with my cycle. I’m still figuring out how it works and what makes it more acute. But anyhow this was about a week ago (early October) and I was feeling particularly naughty. It also happened to be laundry day which considerably encourages my naughty times. I can be a naughty girl but I’m also practical and a poor student. I’m not inclined to wash things in my sink unless I absolutely have to and well jeans take a while to dry. So as it was laundry day, and as I want to try to showcase different kinds of panties in my wettings (cause you never know what people like and it’s fun to try different stuff), I decided to put on a pair of my largest granny panties. Yes every girl owns a pair of these whether they are willing to admit it or not. I bought these a while back in a bout of feeling a little heavy and they have a control top of sorts. As you can see in later pictures (or can you), they are silky tan coloured and they usually come out underneath certain formal dresses I have. But today I decided to put them on under my favourite pair of jeans. So I put on my granny panties and jeans, along with my favourite purple striped socks (why is it that purple show wet the best?) Along with a black top I wear far too often. I find I’m becoming pretty lazy with clothes and choosing them as I get further along in my degree, I might just risk becoming one of these grad students who wanders around campus in nothing but PJs, though I’m not at that point yet. I also decided to do a different kind of shoot. As you know, I usually put the camera on the little ledge and I’ve taken most of my videos from behind but this time I wanted to show the front. Funny aside but ever notice how when you do a film from one side that the pee tends to run down the opposite? Anyhow so I wanted to shoot a POV shot looking down as I had an accident. This meant that I could leave it a little later than normal, as setting the camera up just right is always very challenging. This would be easier in a way but the challenge would be holding the camera steady when I was filming. I try not to jump about too much but you never know what will work when you really gotta pee. So this was about 3 in the afternoon, I had done quite a lot of work during the day and decided to reward myself with a little fun. I changed into my fun clothes and started drinking. Now I had visited the loo earlier in the afternoon, probably around 1:30-2:00 (I can lose track of time if I’m really getting into things), but when I started I didn’t feel like I had to go, but I was definitely not empty. The one thing I like about control top panties, and the pair I had on, was that they come up way over the waist line of your jeans, so if you wiggle about, you can feel the jeans rubbing on the satiny fabric of the panties. Say what you will about how they look but they can feel amazing. This was what I changed into: So I had tea, this always seems to go right through me, I know is the caffeine and well I’m not really much of a coffee person (old habit). So I made a pot of Earl Gray and settled in with a good non-fiction I’ve been trying to work on. Now I’m a fast reader, it comes with spending large portions of my day reading, so by the time I had finished the pot (which came out to about 4 medium sized glasses, each with sugar and soy milk, of course), I had been about an hour and a half and I had finished off a good 100 pages. I’m reading a book about American political culture, (Deer Hunting with Jesus) to help understand American voters (or lack thereof) a little better. All you American members should go out and vote (or burn your passports I don’t care which). Ok so by this time I had to go very bad. My reading speed had dropped and well those of you who follow some of my posts know I’m not one for making really long big holds, I simply can’t do it. So I decided at this stage, and I was probably about an 8 or so, that I would head down and get ready for my video. I purposefully didn’t prepare my video/shower kit before sitting down to read so I had to bounce around the room getting everything together, I always forget something if I leave packing until the last minute, and this time it was a change of panties. So this took a good 15 minutes, and by this point I was jiggling about. This is the best way for me to hold when I have to move about, and well you can see me doing some of it in the first 30 seconds of the video. Anyhow I got down to the showers and someone was in my special shower/bath room and so I had to wait. As some of you know this is the sort of private room with a bath/shower and sink. Whereas all the other stalls are simply little narrow, well stalls which make it very hard to shoot in them. I needed to film in my little room but it was occupied. So now, still around an 8 on the old scale I put down my bag and hopped about the shower room. Why is it always full of almost empty shampoo bottles? Who uses bottles anymore and why are they such slobs? Well I could hear the water running in the small room and knew the person was still showering. How long would it take for them to finish, dry off, change and possibly fix hair, do makeup etc.? I continued to hobble about and started criss-crossing my legs, you can also see this in the first 30 seconds of the video, as I tried to hold on just a little bit longer for you guys! ;) So now I was really desperate, about 15 minutes had passed (who can count when you are bursting to pee), and the shower was finally off (I mean who takes such long showers…) and I had already had a few tiny leaks. They sort of dribbled out today, no uncontrolled spurts drenching the gusset of my panties, just a slow dribble, meaning I was very close to a 10 and having an accident. I was still in 9 territory, which for me is as good as a 10, and I started thinking about either going in one of the stalls or calling it off. I was not entirely committed to the video and the hold, there is a washroom just around the corner and I could easily have nipped in there, and gone up to my room with dignity intact, damp panties, but no video. I could also have nipped into one of the stalls but they are very narrow and have terrible light so the whole thing could be a waste. Well I was thinking through my options and had decided to stand absolutely still with my legs crossed tightly and my foot jiggling while I gave the person another 2 minutes. I was lucky, I hard movement inside the room and it was clear the person was on their way out. I quickly uncrossed my legs for an instant and shot a hand between my legs to see if the little dribbles had made their way through my panties and made a patch on my jeans. They had not. I kept my hand there with my shower/video bag covering it when the bathroom (yes its actually a room for taking baths so this is accurate) door opened and the person came out. Yes this is a co-ed shower, this is why there are stalls with benched and the bath room, so people can get some privacy but the middle room onto which all of the shower stalls lead, is co-ed. Out of the bathroom came Joe (not his real name), who is doing an MPhil on law. We’ve chatted at bit during formal halls and in the bar and he’s a nice Asian-America. He said hi and I nodded and sorta smiled/grimaced, not trusting my voice at this point and not wanting to get into a conversation of any length. As soon as he was clear of the shower room I hurried in, threw down my shower bag and pulled out the camera. I really had to go but needed to take a few before shots, so I put the camera on the ledge and did one self timer shot of me in my jeans (see above), this was after the mandatory forgetting to put the self-timer on shot and getting one of my hand. Then I grabbed the camera and jumped into the shower. I was breathing very heavily at this point under the strain of holding it in, and also my heart was beating as a thousand scenarios flashed across my mind involving what would have happened if Joe had not come out just about when he did. And I shot this video: JEans Oct GRanny Pantes.wmv As I said, I wanted to catch a little desperation, and this time it was very real. For the first 30 seconds you can see me bouncing about and crossing and uncrossing my legs. I didn’t want to bounce about too much, and I wanted to, but I knew it would be bad for the video. At 28 seconds I lost a spurt, not a dribble this time but a good sized spurt. And you can see me gluing my thighs together. Then I tried to hold on a little longer. I think if I had been in public (or still outside of the bathroom) I would have held on for a little longer, but it was starting to hurt, and I was worried about doing damage. At 33 seconds I released a little more, a conscious spurt which never really stopped (I couldn’t get it under control), and I could feel the warmth spreading down the back of my thighs. Again funny how the pee spot always spreads away from the camera! I was not in control but I was not totally peeing either. At this stage a small drizzle was coming out and slowly dripping down the back of my legs, it felt very erotic and I must say something about the slow spreading of warm liquid down my legs is so hot. I think if I can ever make another video that I will do one where I’m no desperate, but slowly let out a small bit by bit, slowly wetting myself, so I can feel the warm wetness blooming across my lower-half. I will certainly do this on my own soon. Drenching is fun because of the feelings of losing control but there is certainly something to be said about slowly wetting. At 35 seconds I tried to fix this by moving my thighs a little, squeezing my labia differently. This stopped the drizzle somewhat and for a few more seconds I was no longer peeing. I was certainly not dry, the gusset of my granny panties was soaked, as was the seat of my pants. The wet patch, in all its warm wet delight, had slowly migrated to almost above the back of my knees. At 43 Seconds I shifted myself a little more and I could feel my labia spread and open (as well as being fabulously wet), and I released. At 44 seconds I was no longer trying to hold anything back but I simply soaked my pants. This was a perfect sensual wetting for me, because I could feel the warmth of the pee slowly spreading across my inner thighs, and running exquisitely down my legs. Like a warm sun-kissed flower blooming. At 52 seconds it reached my feet, and I know how much some of you love feet, well I’m very happy with the result, as you can see, the pee slowly spreads across my feet in a beautiful pattern. At 1:26 I spread my legs, and lift my foot to show all you foot lovers what happens to feet when naughty little girls pee their panties. Now I then switched the camera on to photo mode and took a picture of my foot as well: Then I went about setting the camera up on the ledge to take a few after pictures of me in my wet pants. I set up the timer this time and stepped back into the bath, when the camera teetered and fell. Now it only fell about a meter and a half, but that apparently was enough. I set I back up again and took the shot and when I check it, it turned out like this: It was all grainy and the digital screen wasn’t working. So I thought I’d try it with the flash, and so I took these: Now I’m not one for technology but I do know to try turning it off and on again, so I did and tried again: No luck, my camera is broken. It’s pretty old so this could have happened any time, but well yeah, it’s totally screwed. These are quite literally the best pictures it can take. Well I was pretty depressed at this point, I didn’t really budget for a new camera any time in the next few years (you don’t even want to imagine what international student fees are at Cambridge…). So well yeah. I took a few more just to finish what I started, so here are the much praised granny panties and the result of my ‘accident’ . But well yeah, so I finished the shoot but my camera has only gotten worse, the lens cover does not close all the time and the pictures and videos are getting grainier and grainer. So this will be my last post for a while until I can work out some way to get a camera. I was chatting with a few member about this over the week and well I’m considering my options, I might put a call out to all members for help with getting an old digital camera, perhaps a wet panties for camera swap? Anyhow hope you all enjoy. Hugs Rachel
  24. View File Cute wetting a pantie while masturbating Find this video from other platform. Enjoy guys! Please give a review if you like it thank you! Submitter hahaorggs Submitted 04/14/2019 Category Public wetting Clothing Panties/Undies  
  25. Batman007

    A Desperate Camp Out

    Zoe was the most attractive girl at her high school, she was a bit fat but still sexy looking and had very thick legs. Zoe has a dirty secret that she keeps to herself and her friends, she loves omorashi. She loves holding herself when needing to take a pee and pees her panties a lot even know she is 17. Zoe’s kink was created when she held her desperation in while playing tennis and made it to the toilet but had no time to take off her panties so had to wet in it. She loved the feeling of her golden hot pee wetting the fabrics of her panties especially her pink Calvin Klein’s, she would always love to go in it instead of any other ones she owns. Her friends have the same kink that’s why she deeply respects them because they won’t tell people or male friends about Zoe’s dirty secret. Today was a very special day because Zoe is going to take her four friends to go camping tonight. Zoe arrived at school at 9:30 and saw her friend Jasmine looking desperate for the toilet, Zoe quickly parked and rushed over to see if her friend needed help. “Hey Jas are you ok?” Jasmine said this whispering because of the students in public around her “No remember we were going to do the thing today. You know?” Zoe looked down at her and saw that her friend had placed her hands on her skirt, looking like she’s holding her flood gates. The two girls rushed to the girl’s bathroom to do the thing. They took the first stall and Zoe sat on the toilet as her friend started do a dance and moaning softly.She then let go of her mini skirt and started to pee she felt great relief after her desperation ended. Jas stopped and Zoe ran to her car to grab spare jeans for her friend who just wet herself. Zoe came back and started using her phone to distract her from seeing Jas’s hairy pussy. Jas had made her panties too wet to wear under clean jeans. She was done and school would start in an hour so they quickly had to regain their friends and tell them the news. Jane was talking to Diana conveniently just out at the playground just near the toilets. Zoe and Jasmine saw them and talked “How did it go?” Said Jane. “Um, good. She was really desperate and soaked both.” Said Zoe. “Great job girls, can’t wait for this camp out. Let’s be very naughty? Hmm girls?” Said Diana. “Yeah but what happened to Hailee?” Said Jasmine. “Oh Hailee actually soiled herself very bad and she’s probably changing. Said Jane. Hailee came back with these sweatpants on her thick legs, Hailee looks a bit like Zoe but is not related. She looks very attractive but doesn’t have the exact same leg size as the pro wetter Zoe. “Girls I just did the biggest shit in my panties just then. I had to change so bad but it was very sexy.” The bell rang and school started, “Oh I tell you something about the campsite later maybe almost at the end of school.” Said Hailee. To Be Continued...