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19 year old Alec woke up bright and early since he was to excited to sleep. He was finally going to see IT chapter 2 and he was so excited, he waited forever for this movie to come out and wanted to be one of the first to see it. Only problem was he was going alone, he was the only horror fan in his family and friends so that lead him to usually seeing those types of movies alone, but Alec didn’t care as long as he saw it. The move started at 7:00pm so that meant he had to wait all day for it. He went to eat breakfast and after he played Assassin’s Creed on his PS4. As the movie started at 7:00pm and was around 3 hours that meant he would not get home till after ten. When it finally was 6:00pm he decided to get ready. He put on a pair of white briefs and his tight, ripped black pants. Since it was usually cold at his local movie theater he decided to wear a t shirt with his black hoodie. He went to the bathroom and decided to paint his nails black. When he got to the movie he was early he decided to use the bathroom again as the movie was very long and he didn’t want to miss anything. After he finished he exited the bathroom and got in line for a drink. In line he considered getting a small drink as he didn’t want to get up a miss the movie but after debating it he decided to go with the Large as he had a strong bladder and willpower, after all he just went to the bathroom. He ordered his drink and went to find his seat in the theater the movie was playing in. He sat in the back so he could have a good view of the theater. As he waited for the movie to begin he played on his phone. The theater he was in quickly filled up, it was the first day, and since he sat in the middle of the back row he was trapped. Alec thought to himself so much for getting up to pee smiling to himself(he may have not planned to get up but he like that the option was there). As the movie begin he started drinking his drank. During the movie he couldn’t help but notice how many people got up to go to the bathroom and he thought to himself he was glade he wasn't them. After about an hour he finished with his drink and felt the need to pee. It wasn’t bad but he didn’t want to risk it getting worse so he put down his drink and crossed his legs. Alec rested one hand on the armrest and the other on his knee trying not to think how he needed to pee and focus on the movie. But the need just kept increasing at a rapid rate and his mind went back to his need. He uncrossed his legs so that he could grab himself and with his legs no longer holding his bladder he felt just how bad he needed to pee. Why do I need to pee so bad, this is the worst I have ever needed to pee he thought to himself. He thought he might have to get up but he really didn’t want to but he knew missing a little of the movie was better then peeing himself. Just then he felt a leak and he quickly grabbed himself. Since it was dark he couldn’t see his pants to see if any damage was don’t and he defiantly didn’t want to get up to go to the bathroom in wet pants for people to see so he just crossed his legs again. Unfortunately he had to go so bad he couldn’t keep still. He uncrossed his legs and grabbed his crotch squirming in his seat. He felt another leak and this time he felt it run down his leg. He took out his phone and sneaked a look at his pants. To his horror he saw his black pants where darker and wet around his crouch with a faint line down his leg. All a sudden a huge wave of desperation hit him and he quickly grabbed himself. But not before he leaked again and this time with the light of his phone on he saw the pee on his leg though the rips in his pants. The wave came back and stronger this time. Unable to hold back Alex started peeing, he tried everything he could think of to stop the flow he grabbed himself harder and tried crossing his legs but nothing worked. The pee pooled on his seat dripping to the floor. He quickly stood up still peeing and grabbed himself in one last attempt to stop the flow. Unfortunately no luck the pee just ran on his hand and down his legs, making a puddle on the floor. He finally finished and he knew everyone in the theater had to know what happened. He ran out of the theater to the bathroom to look at the damage. Luckily for him the bathroom was next to his theater. When he got in the stall he took a look at his pants and saw they were soaked in his urine. He looked at his nails worried his pee may have ruined his painted nails. To his pleasure that didn’t happen his nails were still painted black. He didn’t even look at his briefs since he knew they were soaked since his pants was. He still had over an hour of movie left so he decided to finish it in his soaked pants since he had no other cloths. When he got back to his seat he saw his puddle and thought to himself wow, it’s big how could I pee that much after I went before the movie. He sat in his seat feeling there was still a puddle in it but he didn’t care after all he was already soaked. He crossed his legs putting a hand on his knee smiling to himself he finally could enjoy the movie.

I will make a custom female challange that is unique to the person asking for it. Just send me a private message answering these questions. A: What is your core interest. Do you like video games? Do you like being in public when you lose control and wet? B: What is the odds you want when it comes to the chance of getting caught? C: Deliberate wettings or holding? D Daylight or night time. E: Bedwetting, yes or no?

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I dont drink often, but when I do... In this case, I am at an 8/10 for urge to pee, and I've already leaked a little in my pajama pants. Last night, I forgot I had to pee (I was too busy playing a game lol) and started peeing on my way to the toilet. I had to wash those pants . I'm 24 years old, I can't believe that even happened by accident. 😳 Now I'm sitting with my heel in my crotch and rocking back and forth to keep from peeing all over my pants and chair. I'll have to get to the toilet before going to sleep, but I can't guarantee I'll get to bed dry. So yeah I definitely started peeing on my way to the toilet again. I squirted a bit into my pants, and I'm feeling better. Its bed time, yall.

Ry was having the best day ever but he also had horrible luck. So when he saw the traffic up ahead he wasn't shocked at all and of course he had to pee. He wasn’t to worried after all he was sure he could hold it. His mom, the driver, said “looks like we will be here a while”. It turns out the traffic was worse then they thought. Out of the 20 minutes he was stuck they barley moved at all and his need to pee got worse and worse. Ry found that somehow his hand found its way to his dick and he was now holding himself. With his luck of course his mom saw this and said “honey do you have to pee”? Embarrassed he replied “I do, but I can make it” but he wasn’t so sure if he could. Hearing this his mom turned away to focus back on the traffic but kept an eye on him. She noticed he took his hand away and crossed his legs. Seeing this worried her because Ry never sat like that unless he really had to pee. With his legs now crossed Ry was trying so hard not to pee himself. He couldn’t pee himself on his best day ever and epically in his moms car at 19. He felt pee leak out into his briefs. When this happened he uncrossed his legs and started to hold himself again He was wearing blue gym shorts so he knew if he had an accident his mom would for sure see. “Mom I know I said I could hold it but now I’m not so sure”. She took a look over at him and saw that he was not kidding, his legs where tightly pursued together and he was holding himself. She knew he was not going to make it but said “honey just try to hold it the traffic is moving now”. After another 5 minutes he felt another leak. He looked down at his shorts and saw a small wet spot in his dick area. “Mom I just peed a little”. Hearing this his mom knew it was only a matter of time “if you have to pee that bad just pee, I can clean the car and it’s bad to hold that much in”. Ry couldn’t believe what he was hearing; he couldn’t just go, could he? She said it was okay. He decided to hold on for a bit longer. He crossed his legs which worked for a while but a wave of desperation hit him causing him to bend over and moan in pain. Seeing this his mom said “honey please just go it’s just me in here and I’m okay with it”. Hearing this his bladder released, he felt the hot piss against his legs and heard it drip onto the floor of the car. It felt so good that all he could do was close his eyes. His mom watched as her 19 year old son wet himself in her car and next to her. Once he was done he looked down at his shorts and saw his once blue shorts were much darker in one area and he began to cry. His mom put a hand around her son “it’s okay honey it happens and I told you it was okay”. “It’s not okay it shouldn’t happen to kids my age!” He replied. “Your still a teen this stuff happens and besides you did this at 16 and got though that”. “That was at 16 I was still at an age it could happen!” He sobbed. His mom said “it was okay” again and kissed him on the cheek and went back to driving as traffic had Vega in to move again.

Zach woke up bright and early and basically jumped out of bed. He thought he hurt something in his right leg but he didn’t care and it seemed okay. He was excited because he was spending the weekend camping with his two best friends; Mike and Josh and not only that but with the guy he had a secret crush on, Teagan. As Zach packed he couldn’t help but to think about his trip and of course Teagan. Smiling to himself he finished packing and went to take a hot shower. Turning on the water to H, for hot, Zach noticed he need to pee. So as the water heated he used the toilet. After he finished peeing the water was okay so he got in the shower.  Once in the shower Zach tried his best to enjoy it since he wasn't sure if this camp had good showers. While he was in the shower he got a text from Mike saying Josh and Teagan as well as himself were ready to go and just waiting on him. Zach didn’t see the text from Mike till he got out of the shower. Not wanting to make his friends wait he hurried up and got ready. He throw on some boxers with a clean pair of jeans with a belt and went to find a shirt. As he put on a shirt he texted Mike that he was ready. Not even 10 minutes have passed since he texted Mike that he was ready he heard Mikes car pull in his drive way. Hurrying up he grabbed his bag and ran outside to met Mike. Luckily for him once he got outside he saw Mike and Josh in the front so that meant he got to sit in the back with Teagan.  As he got in the car he felt his leg hurt but ignored saying hello to Teagan with a smile. As he got in he also said hi to Mike and Josh while he got his seat belt on. As Zach got settled they backed out and were off. Mike was driving so he got to pick where they stopped so it surprised them all when Mike pulled into Starbucks. They all got Fraps as none of them liked coffee. They all got Vetnis(The largest size) Double Chocolate Chip. Right as they finished their drinks Mike pulled into there campsite. They all got out and helped unload the car. Once everything was out they decided to set up the tents but first they had to decided who was sleeping with who since they only had two tents. They decided they would sleep with who was besides them in the car. That was awesome for Zach as he was by Teagan so that meant Teagan and himself was sharing a tent. Zach grabbed the rent with Teagan and found a nice area under a tree to set it up. Teagan and Zach began setting up the tent when Zach felt his leg hurt again. He ignored it again and focused on the tent but when he knelt down he felt something snap in his leg and he cried out in pain. Teagan, Mike, and Josh hurried over to see what was wrong. They found Zechariah on the ground clutching his right leg. All of the asked him what was wrong at the same time but Zach was in to much pain to answer. After a while Zach tried to get up with the help of his friend thinking he would just walk it off. Nope, he just fell back to the ground. Not sure what to do they all carried Zach to a nearby table laying him down on it. After they done so they all talked about what they should do and decided they would stay the night since it was getting late and see how Zach felt in the morning. After they decided they went to finish the tents. While they did that Zach fell asleep on the table. After a while Zach woke up at first everything seemed fine but he soon realized he had to pee and bad. He tried to get up but his leg was still no good so he called his friends. No response. Zach thought to himself where were they? And why did they leave him? Right then he heard a tent open and saw Teagan get out of their tent. He came over asking how was his leg. Zach replied not great. He then asked Teagan to help him to the bathroom since he really had to pee. Teagan wasn't sure if he could carry Zach on his own so he want to wait for Mike and Josh but Zach said he really had to go. So Teagan started to carry Zach on his own. It was easier then he thought but he had to go slow. Zach told Teagan to hurry or he would wet himself he had to go so bad. Teagan went as fast as he could as Zach looked as desperate as he said holding himself though his light jeans. Finally they got to the bathroom to see Mike waiting outside. When he saw Teagan and Zach he ran over to them. Seeing Zach he realized he must have to pee and bad. Unfortunately, there was only one toilet and Josh was using it. Zach had to wait. He could barley hold it but he couldn’t wet himself in front of Mike and epically in front of Teagan. Zach felt a leake and hold himself even tighter.  Finally Josh came out and Zach was free to go in. Teagan helped him in but as he went to leave Zach asked him to help undo his jeans and belt. Heisting Teagan agreed knowing he might see Zech exposed but he want to help a friend. Teagan walk over to Zach and undo his belt for him. But when he went for the jeans he couldn’t get the zipper down. Zach told him to hurry as in a second he would wet himself. Unfortunately, Teagan had no luck and Zach was right. What started as a leak turned into a steady flow which turned into a dam breaking. Zach stuttered T...T...Teagan it’s happing. Shocked at this Teagan remove his hands as he watched his friend wet himself in front of him. The pee ran down Zach’s legs making a huge pee puddle on the ground. Teagan unfortunately, had to stand in the puddle hold Zach up. All Zach could do was stand there Wetting himself. It felt so good since Zach had to go so bad. After what felt like a hour Zach’s bladder was empty. Zach apologized to Teagan but Teagan said it was okay. Beside Teagan thought to himself Zach looked cute peeing himself. Tegan helped Zach out and Mike and Josh were waiting outside. They were shocked to see Zach didn’t make it. Josh apologized for taking so long in the bathroom. Zach just nodded and said nothing. Back at camp Mike and Josh went in there tent after saying good night to Teagan and Zach. Teagan helped Zach to the tent and once there helped him inside. Once inside Teagan felt his heartbeat go faster and faster. He closed the door and kissed Zach on the cheek.

Arron was in his last year of High School. Not only did he wake up late but he had his first track practice since joining the team. He couldn’t be late he was already an outcast in his school and he got made fun of enough he couldn’t give them something new to tease him about. He quickly went to the bathroom and wet his hair making it look ok and brush his teeth, no time to take a shower though where he would usually pee. As he brushed his teeth he looked at the toilet and decided he will just go later. Back at his room he throw on a pair of boxers and his navy blue PE shorts. As he was putting on his t shirt his mom came to his room saying they had to go or he will be late. Knowing this was true Arron rushes to the kitchen grabbing a Pop Tart and a water bottle to eat on the way. As he got in the car he felt the need to pee but he dismissed it and ate his breakfast and chugged his water. Finishing the water Arron realized just how bad he had to pee. Looking back on it he hadn’t peed since after dinner last night, that was over 12 hours ago! Thinking about that didn’t help at all, just made him have to go more. Not wanting his mom to see him grab himself he crossed his legs hoping his mom wouldn’t catch on. Sitting with his legs crossed seemed to help and not show his need. She didn’t catch on but that didn’t help his need at all. Still with his legs crossed his mom handed him another water bottle saying it would be hot out and she didn’t want him dehydrated. Just at the sight of the water was enough to make Arron almost loose it. Luckily he was able to hold it in with the except of a few drops. Looking at his shorts he saw no wet patch and he sighed with relief. He arrived a practice just as the coach was starting to give his directions. Arron hopped out of the car and ran up to the group of boys standing around the coach. As he got there he saw his worst enemy standing in the group. He couldn’t wet himself now epically in front of him. Standing there with his leg cross to hold it he tried to listen to the coach but all he could think of was how bad he needed to pee. He did hear that they where suppose to run for how many laps they could so the coach could see. Just then the other boys ran off so Arron followed them running onto the track. Wanting to do his best he ran at a good staring pace but soon slowed down realizing running just made his need worse. Knowing he should stop and use the bathroom he almost stopped after his first lap but he had to show the coach he was good, really good. He kept running and on his 4th lap his was almost the last running besides for another boy he didn’t know. He had to be the last but the other boy had an advantage and that was he didn’t have to pee. Trying to beat him he went onto his 5th lap but as his pass the others he saw and heard the drinking water. Almost loosing it all there he had to grab himself to hold back, luckily no one saw. Looking at the other boy Arron saw him run off the track leaving him alone. He did it, he was the last! All he had to do now was finish the lap. Just then a wave of desperation hit him. He had to stop and hold himself crossing his legs again. Knowing everyone had to see since he was in the middel of the track he closed his eyes wishing he was somewhere else. He thought he had the saturation under control so he let go and started running again. Big mistake as he felt his bladder give in and the warmth against his skin. He tried to stop it by grabbing himself but no luck the pee just soaked his hands and ran down his legs making a big pee puddle at his feet. All he could do was stand there fully peeing his shorts. Shocked at what was happing all he could think about was how could he wet himself. As he finished he realized where he was and ran to the nurse’s office to get new shorts and underwear since he forgot his change of cloths in the rush. However since this was a high school the didn’t have any spear cloths. So Arron had to call his mom telling her about his accident and that he needed new shorts and undies. She agreed quickly to bring him new cloths and he hang up the phone. Embarrassed he sat in the nurse’s office with his legs crossed trying to his his wet shorts. Looking at them he realized just how wet they were. They were soaked so he could only imagine what his boxers looked like. Sitting there waiting for his mom all he could do was think about his accident and how much he peed. He peed for what felt like an hour, how could he pee that much? His mom finally got there bring him clean jeans and boxers kissing him on the head. Embarrassed even more at that Arron walked into the bathroom to change.

Hello everyone. I know it's been quite a while since i last posted and feel like I've drifted away from this community in terms of actively posting new topics and story's or just talking to people in general. I'm on here every day just reading or watching I'm from here on out I'm gonna change that. So what's everyone's favourite situation to be in in terms of pee desperation or wetting? mines is being stuck in a traffic jam or road trip. even tho it's only happened once (one of my old posts) it's still my favourite situations to be in. Also I'll be posting in the next 24 hours about me as a person as I've never really talked or put my self out there and think it's about time. Starting next week I'll be posting 1 topic per week at minimum as well so looking forward to that 🙂

So I have half the day to myself tomorrow so I want people to come up with idea to make me have an accident or at very least a last minute dash to the loo, I'll check in here when I get home but I want anyone to get involved go wild with your ideas.

its been a while since ive posted I know but thought id bring you this. its my favourite video of all time. was removed from the only site it was on years ago and found it today buried in the back of my folders !!!ENJOY!!! tights.m4v

Hi! I’ve been a member of this fantastic community for a long time and have even become Internet friends with a couple of members here. I’ve written a few stories, but that was years ago and they seem to have disappeared. I wanted to give back to the community, so here’s some new content. My intention is to make this an ongoing series, but that depends on how the story is received, as well as how much free time I have. Anyway, here’s “The New Hire, Part One.” I hope you like it! ******************** He noticed the new hire almost immediately. How could he not? She was petite and cute, maybe 5’4” and all of one hundred five pounds soaking wet, with long lustrous brown hair and a smile that would melt ice on the coldest winter day. The supervisor introduced her as Sara as he brought her around the office during her employment initiation, and Jason was immediately smitten. He guessed Sara would be issued the cubicle diagonally in front of his to the right, for the simple reason it was the only one currently available in the office. It had stood empty since John Moeller’s firing for insubordination, and he hoped he was right because Sara would be a whole lot more pleasant to look at than that asshole Moeller. The company was not known for generosity toward its employees, and Jason knew that following her four-hour initiation Sara would be expected to complete her workday just like everyone else. As one o’clock approached, and the end of lunch hour, Jason smiled. The new hire appeared and began dressing up her workspace with a couple of framed personal photos and a small potted plant. Then she got to work. Sara adjusted her brand-new headset and sat cross-legged at her desk as she waited for the first call to come in. Jason and Sara were employed at Gentex as customer service representatives, their duties consisting of dealing with clients who were experiencing difficulties with their software before routing the calls to other technical reps if they wee unable to solve the customers’ problem. The nature of the job meant relatively long calls, with each rep spending upward of forty-five minutes to an hour on each call. Due to the positioning of the cubicles, Jason was the only person in the office who could see Sara, but he had an unobstructed view of virtually her entire workspace. She was dressed in a plain white blouse and conservative, knee-length floral patterned skirt. She doodled on her desk blotter as she worked, tucking her hair behind an ear in what looked like a subconscious gesture. And her right leg was swinging back and forth. Back and forth. To a life-long observer of female desperation like Jason, the motion was a classic sign of someone who needed the toilet. But that was impossible. There was no way Sara’s four-hour initiation hadn’t included showing her the location of the restrooms: just twenty-five feet away in the hallway outside the office. And even if by some odd circumstance she hadn’t been given that information, Sara had just returned from her hour-long lunch break. Surely if she needed to pee, she would have gone at lunch, right? Jason decided he must be imagining things. By two o’clock he’d changed his mind. There was no question the new hire needed to pee. She’d completed her first call and moved on to her second, and now she sat with her sensible flat shoes on the floor, her butt perched on the front edge of her wheeled desk chair. Her right heel tapped on the floor incessantly as her knee bounced while she worked. Jason had been doing his job for a long time and was more than able to assist his clients while following the adventure taking place in Sara’s cubicle. He was the only person in the office who could see Sara, but there was no question she KNEW he could see her, and yet there she was, bouncing her knee like a little girl who was being forced to wait for the toilet until she finished her homework. At first Jason was bewildered that someone would be so obvious about her need, but then it occurred to him that her distress would only be clear to someone like him, with years of experience searching out women who needed to pee. No one else would likely even notice Sara’s movements, or at last the significance of those movements would be lost to them. By three o’clock, Sara was approaching the limit of her ability to hold in her pee. It was obvious. Her legs were re-crossed tightly, and while she was still sitting on the front edge of her chair she was bouncing up and down and rocking back and forth. Her movements were quick and jerky, and she nibbled on her lower lip as she assisted her client. Unless she had an extremely small bladder or had drunk an enormous amount of liquid at lunch – or both - Jason doubted she’d peed since before leaving for work this morning. She was holding it intentionally. There was no other explanation. Sara bounced at her desk and nibbled on her lip and hung up her phone. Looked out at the hallway and back at the phone and Jason could almost read her mind. I really need to pee. Should I go now, before the phone rings again, or should I wait? The phone began flashing, forcing Sara’s hand, but it didn’t really matter. The call would be routed to another customer service rep if Sara didn’t answer after two rings, so she could still go pee if she needed to. She bounced and squirmed and glanced again at the hallway. Then she answered the call, and Jason was in love. Or at least in lust. And he thought, I really need to get to know this girl…

So there was this xtube video a while back where there was this woman who sat down in a semi bottomless chair, wearing crothless pants, holding her pee till she absolutely couldn’t. The video was split into 2 parts. One was like thirty some minutes long, and the second I can’t remember for sure how long, I think it was about in the twenties. This has always been my most favorite omo video ever. Holding till they utterly cant while leaking and spurting makes it super enjoyable for me. I wish I remembered to ask about this video sooner! I hope someone can find it for me! Itd be much appreciated!

Rainbow Dash rocked and bounced on her cloud couch, her hooves pressed into her crotch. At least half a dozen empty cans sat on the cushion to her right. The sound of rain pelting against the roof of her house was a constant reminder of the predicament she had put herself in. If not for the pesky weather, she surely would've been outside, racing and flying as if it were any other day. Just a little longer... She glanced up to the clock. Time had slowed to a snail's pace since she had started her hold early that morning. Now, it was late in the afternoon. The hands stayed still, almost to spite the needy mare. Just ten more minutes. Dash crossed her hind hooves, still bobbing and bouncing. She looked over her living room, old magazines and books sprawled all over the floor and tables. Her eyes managed to wonder to the bathroom door. It sat ajar, the toilet in sight, almost daring her to give up on the silly little charade and take a seat. How relieving it would be... Just to finally let go... Hss- RD gasped, her hooves returning to her crotch. Her coat felt damp- she had leaked. O... Only a little bit. She sighed, her chin resting on her chest. Her bladder protruded slightly, contrasting with her slim figure. How much did I drink? She looked back up to the clock. Seven minutes. Rainbow Dash stood up, unable to sit any longer. She slowly paced in front of the couch, taking moments to make sure she wouldn't lose it before time was up. RD continued for a minute or so, before stopping suddenly. A jet of hot pee collided with the floor beneath her. She squeezed her eyelids shut, her hind hooves buckling into each other, quivering and shivering as she tried to keep the flood in. Not yet! You are not going yet! As soon as it seemed like things were under control, she hobbled behind the couch, heading into the kitchen. She walked over to her refridgerator, opening it and pulling out the first thing she saw; a full bottle of water. I gotta make up for what I lost... She used her right wing to unscrew the cap, bringing it up to her lips and chugging it down. She could feel herself leaking more out as she put more liquid into her system. Her lower body shivered, begging the crazy girl to stop! Yet, she would not. She finished off the bottle, sitting it down beside the fridge before closing the door. Rainbow Dash came back into the living room, looking back up at the clock. Two more minutes... Her bladder ached at the thought. She walked over to the bathroom door, taking awkward steps as she made her way over. Her body shivered, the thought of relief being so close by almost too much to bear. 60, 59, 58 RD entered the bathroom, staring down at the toilet. The lid was closed, not allowing herself to even think about giving in before her time was up. Her breaths were quick and jagged, pacing in front of it, leaking each time she raised her hooves. 50, 49, 48- A groan escaped her, a large spurt running down her leg. She held her right forehoof to her crotch, forcing it back momentarily. 40... 39... 38 Pee forced it's way out, splattering on the floor. RD was on the verge of losing it, yet she still didn't give up. 33... 32.. 31- "Ah-!" A particularly large leak had stolen her attention. Her whole body quivered and shook, the flood-gates straining to keep the rest of it in. 20... 19... 18... RD pushed the lid up, standing up and plopping down onto the seat. Her legs twitched and bounced, yet time had still not ran out. Ten... Nine... Eight... A spurt rushed out, crashing against the porcelain. Seven... Six... Five... Her hind hooves uncrossed, spreading as widely as they could. Four... Three... Two... Rainbow Dash forced her hooves into her bladder. One! An jet of hot pee rushed out of her, uninterrupted. A wave of relief and ecstacy crashed inside RD's mind, she removed her forehooves, trying to keep the feeling alive longer. Her head fell back, a small smile on her face. "I really need to do this more often." She sighed. Soon, the powerful jet soon came to a trickle. RD cleaned herself up, flushed the toilet then went out into the living room. A line of wet spots had been trailed across the living room, a particularly large one on and in front of the couch. Celestia, I made a mess.

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Hey there!! I'm an active member for past 2 years here and I have been enjoying being in the community seeing a lot of Indians or Desi people out here sharing their indie experiences and stories too. I would like this to continue and since for Indians, I have also started and maintaining a server for Indian Omorashi content for 2 years. I'm planning to have an active community full of Indians who are interested to get into the Indian side of Omorashi mainly many Indians like me who are searching. I wanted to do this job a bit easier for everyone. Just state a solution so we all can be grouped together!!

General i like pee holding and desperation much more than wetting, but sometimes i like to remember at one for my very exciting experience with a girl from my school. We were both 18 at that time. We lived in the same village and our school was in the next town, so we had to go about 30 minutes with the bus. At one spring morning, we met like every day at the bus station. She did wear, like it was fashion to that time, a short skirt and knee socks. It was pretty cool in the morning , she had a thick sweater, but her knees and her thighs were bare up to her panties. For some reason it is turning me on if girls have naked thighs although it is cool, or cold outside. Bare girl skin and cool air is exciting for me. She was sitting beside me in the bus, pulled her short skirt down to her knees, to cover her nude thighs a little bit more and said “ it’s pretty cold today.” It was arousing for me, but much more arousing for me was that she told me that she nearly missed the bus today, because she was late in the morning and that she not even had the time to use the toilet before leaving. To see her naked knees, her nude thighs and to know that she was holding a full bladder in her belly, made me pretty horny. I could no other, i had to talk about it and so i asked “ you did not even pee that morning? “No, i didn’t, but that is not a big problem, i am a big girl, i can hold it.” she answered. My penis was hard until we were at the school, 15 minutes later. We have not been in the same class, so i didn’t see her again, not until afternoon at the bus stop, when the school was over. She was coming to the stop, just a few minutes before the bus was arriving. She was a little bit restless and was standing with crossed legs. For me it was obvious, that she was needing to wee and so i asked her “ do you need to pee again?” ”Not again, i am still needing it, i had a really bad day today, i didn’t even have a chance to go to the toilet.” she answered and was rubbing her naked knees. ” That means that you did not wee since yesterday?” i asked. ”No i didn‘t, i need to go so very, very bad, i nearly do it in my panties, but i did not have enough time to go to the toilet before leaving the school, i didn’t want to miss the bus, i didn’t want to wait one and a half hours for the next bus , but i think that was a big mistake .“ she said. She was sitting as usual next to me, she was moaning and groaning, she was bending over and pressed her skirt between her wonderful, sexy thighs, so that i could see them naked neatly to the top. To see that all and to know that she didn’t wee since 10 pm last night, made me absolutely horny. It was getting more and more worse for her and i was getting more and more horny for me. We did get out of the bus at our station, she could not even stand straight and upright anymore, she was walking with rubbing knees and after just a short walk, she started to wet her panties. She stopped, crossed her legs in hopes to be able to stop weeing, but she couldn’t. I could see how her wee was running down in curves like a little stream at the naked skin of her inner thighs. Especially at one thigh was the dark , yellow urine running down to the backside of her bare knee and was wetting her white knee socks and turned them yellow. She balled her hands to fists and did try to stop it with all her power, but she was no more able. She stopped to cross her legs, she putted her legs apart and pissed with full force, in front of me, in her panties. All the wee what she was holding back since 18 hours was coming out of her, her naked thighs were totally wet, her knee socks were soaked and around her feet was a large lake of hot girl wee. After the last drops were out of her, she rolled her wet knee socks down, to hide her accident. There were no people around, nobody except me did see that and she begged me to talk with nobody about it and she begged me not to tell it someone. I did promise it and i did abide my promise, but i love to remember at that experience sometimes. It was so much arousing for me to walke with her. To see her walking with her knee socks down on her calf’s, her thighs still wet from wee, her panties over her slit soaked with urine and the cool wind blowing under her shot slit.

The First 24 Hours I woke up around noon, pleasantly full. I’m aware that to most people, waking up with the weight of a few hundred milliliters of pee resting in their bladder would not be pleasurable. But, you see, I’m just a giant fucking pervert. Yes, I swear a lot. If foul language is a problem for you, you better don’t read the rest of this report. It contains various permutations of the word "fuck" a total of 82 times. I counted. I had last peed at 2AM, two hours before going to bed. So I woke up with what must have been a good cupful or two of yesterdays drinks. Water that had worked its way through my system over night. Just up, and already ten hours into my hold. Nice. I yawned, stretched, threw off the covers, and ran my hands over the developing bulge. It was round and firm, just like I liked it. When I got out of bed, my first destination was the obvious one. The coffee machine, duh. I wiggled in place a bit, caressing my morning bladder under my T-shirt. The machine gurgled, my sphincter announced its presence, and the smell of coffee filled the room. I marked off the first 250 mL on the piece of paper I had taped to refrigerator. After locating my Crocs and key ring, I slowly walked down all six flights of stairs to the laundry room, sipping my coffee. My bladder only protested slightly, as I bend down to take yesterday’s load out of the dryer. I briefly wondered why none of my neighbors had left me any passive-aggressive notes about blocking the machines over night. Old people like drama, I guess. Loaded up with two arms full of pants and shirts (why the hell didn’t I bring the basket?) I made my way back up the stairs… only to walk the distance all over again 30 seconds later, because my cup was still sitting on the washing machine. I felt a little silly. Not for forgetting the cup, that was just par for the course for my easily distracted ass, but for climbing the entire height of the building four times, when the elevator was sitting right there, unused. But that was a rule I had set for myself, and I was going to stick to it. You’re not really holding when you have to avoid the stairs to keep your piss shut in, right? Oh. Right. I didn’t tell you yet. So, yes, that’s what I’m doing. Not peeing for 24 hours. Normal fluid intake. Been thinking about it for years, never quite managed, but today was going to be the day I did it. And I was not going to go easy on myself. No compromises, no mercy. Anyway, when I finally walked back into my warm apartment from the cold staircase, my bladder was settling down a bit. Thank god. I was just getting started, after all. I got myself a cup of water, marked of the next 250 mL, and started sipping is slowly while folding laundry and tidying up around the place. And the next 250 mL. I had been doing housework for a while, getting lost in my thoughts and devious plans for the day, slowly filling up, when my phone went ping. I checked my messages, finding the one I had been waiting for. My sister was back from her vacation to the Philippines, was just getting settled in back home, and she wanted to see me some time after 3 PM to tell tales and show a few photos. The clock on my phone read 2:00. Fuck me. My bladder was making itself known now. But that was to be expected. 12 hours since I last relieved myself. Of course I felt like I had to pee! That was just my body having some weird reaction, though, because I was not going to the toilet for another 12 hours. If only 50 percent of the time was 50 percent of the difficulty, and it would only get twice as hard. But that's not how this worked, I was acutely aware. Not that it mattered. Because I wasn’t going to pee. Anyway, I better got ready to head over, then! I gulped down another 250 mL of water, marked them off on my chart, shed my clothing in the living room, and went to take a shower. As I entered the bathroom, I noted that the piece of duct tape over the lid of the toilet was still intact. Duh, of course it was, who could have possibly disturbed it? It was just a little reminder to myself. I stepped into the shower. As the warm water started to splatter, soaked into my hair, ran over my body, pooled warmly on my bulge for the fraction of a second before running off, my bladder again started to protest loudly. It wasn’t super difficult not to pee in there, but it wasn’t exactly nice. When I was done cleaning myself up, I quickly squeezed as much water as I could out of my hair, and started to blow it dry while running a brush through it. This took longer than I thought it would. By the time I was done, and managed to wrangle my curls into a thick bun, the rest of my body had air-dried completely in the warmth of the bathroom. Great, now I was pressed for time to do my makeup! Thankfully, I’m 24 and don’t need a ton of foundation and crap. I neglected the brunt of my face, and just used a little mascara before putting on a lot of black eyeliner. Not enough for a total Ketamine Panda look, but a bit more than the average gal would have used. Hey, I think my complexion and dark features are underlined really well with cute lashes and cat eyes, okay? It’s easily the best thing I can do when I don’t want to spend hours in front of the mirror! Combine that with black lip gloss… wait, shit, I didn’t have any left! So, combine that with black matte lipstick, and the fact I had painted my nails black yesterday to match, and I was looking ready for a night out on the goth club. Even if I was going to be the least white person there. Theoretically. Because that’s not where I was going. But it would have been dope! Now, as for getting dressed, I was going to look smoking hot today. I was going to wear the most fuck-me outfit in my whole closet. Which, unfortunately, didn’t have a great selection in that regard. Most of my street clothing was practical, and boring. The fancier stuff was professional, and also boring. The clubwear section… wasn’t all that sexy, either. For the most part. I had a lot of combat pants and bondage trousers, that would look cute with a crop top and black light accessories, but that wasn’t where I was going. I had a few summer dresses, but they were all floral print or baby blue. I finally settled on the sexiest pair of bottoms in my entire closet, a pair of black low-waist skinny jeans. I need the readers of this report to understand how low these jeans were. They weren’t sagging, I had threaded a belt through the loops. No, they were pulled all the way up, they were really just cut that low. I had Millennial friends who bragged about how low their sluttiest pants were in high school. These were lower. They were very tight and contoured my ass nicely. But they also barely contained it, even when I was standing up. My hipbones were on full display. My pelvis was just like "HELLO!". When I bent down, my tailbone was out. One could think that I was constantly showing the world my underwear, but I assure you, I wasn’t! Because what underwear? If there was ever a piece of true fuck-me jeans, this was it. The only saving grace was that they were black, which pushed them at least somewhat in the direction of "classy". Which is what I kept telling myself. No pair of low-rise jeans is complete without a midriff-baring top. So I picked a black bralette that barely covered the necessary bits. Fuck, you should have seen me! This is not an outfit you’d expect a girl to wear in November, when its 5 fucking degrees Celsius out. Or, well, ever, unless she’s a prostitute. I was basically naked from the neck… uh, neck, I forgot to tell you about the choker! Black lacy choker. When you go goth whore, you go goth whore all the way. Anyway, I was naked from neck to hipbones. The only way this outfit could have been any lewder, was if I actually had any tits. Well, or if I had put on a nice pair of heels, instead of combat boots. Maybe next time. I could barely tear away myself from the mirror, because I looked so unbelievably hot. I twisted and turned to study that lean creature with her tiny waist, tight little ass, and fucking long-looking slender legs. And if it hadn’t for my beautifully bulging bladder jutting out over the belt and waistband (thankfully over it!), my abs would have been the centerpiece of this exhibition. A lot of work went into my body, it showed, and I fucking loved it. But now it was really time to leave. Grabbed a long sweater to cover my shame in front of my sister, and slid into my trench coat. Then I slammed the remaining 500 mL for the day, bringing me up to a nice round 1,500, and headed out to a family member’s place with 13 hours of piss in my bladder, and a stomach full of water. Slosh slosh. (to be continued)

Ok after literally being on this site for 2 years now I decided to finally contribute something. Basically I will be sharing holding ideas and things which at least for me, make holding way more enjoyable. I find that usually when I do holds it's not very fun and more painful than anything which is incredibly annoying if you have a strong bladder, but i'm here to fix that. Btw i'm a male. I'll start off by categorizing 3 types of holding based off of how they feel and what you need to do to achieve it. 1. Normal Hold 2. Bladder Exploding 3. Trying To Keep It In 1. This is usually the type of hold where you don't drink an unnatural amount of water and just try to hold as long as possible. It's most likely to happen in real life where you aren't holding on purpose. Now for me, I have never wet myself by doing this and most of the time just go to the bathroom because it hurts. I use my hands to help me hold not because I don't want to leak but more to minimize the pain. I really enjoy watching videos of people doing this but not really doing it myself. This is definitely be recommended for you if you're incredibly into the desperation side of holding while still having fun with a chance to wet yourself. 2. "Bladder Exploding" is exactly what this feels like. Basically instead of the pressure of the pee being where it's supposed to be it's instead all focused on your bladder/stomach instead. It feels like it's completely impossible to wet yourself and even leak. Normally what you would be doing when holding is probably dancing around with both your hands trying to hold, but with this the best strategy to hold is laying in a comfortable position without moving or putting pressure on your bladder and just wait, likely leading to a huge bladder bulge. Now if this sounds enjoyable to you then that's great but it completely isn't for me. It takes all the excitement away from holding and and watching people hold instead turning it into a game of not moving with your bladder feeling like a balloon for as long as possible. What causes this could be different from person to person but for me, I experience this the most when doing the rapid desperation technique. If you start experiencing in a hold I recommend just giving up because you're in for a long and painful journey ahead of you. 3. This is definitely my favorite type of hold and perfect if you dislike the pain aspect of holding and only like pee dancing while trying not to leak. Basically if you have always wanted to wet yourself without giving up and just peeing in your pants on purpose (I mean losing control) this will be perfect for you. The only problem is the fact that this probably won't happen to you normally if you have a strong bladder. Now im guessing you want to avoid number 2 happening to you, so I will tell you what to do if it does. If you still have lots of time left to hold I recommend drinking a lot more water then holding to where you are decently desperate and peeing, try again if you need to. What this will do is weaken your muscles so you will go from a 2 to a 1 where you can then start your hold. Now if you are instead aiming for number 3 and what I just mentioned doesn't work for you then try one final thing. If you are a guy try rubbing your hand up and down on your penis for a couple minutes like you do when you masterbate but obviously don't actually nut. What this will do is relax your muscles and you will soon find yourself struggling to keep your pee in and pee dancing. Now that you know how to make the holding itself more enjoyable I will share some holding games and ideas I enjoy doing. One of them is holding for a set amount of time and drinking a set amount or water with the goal to obviously not pee my pants at the end and I will punish or reward myself if I win or lose. (you can decide what that may be) I find that holding with a purpose is way more enjoyable and gives me way more motivation to hold as their are actual stakes. You can also replace this with a Milovana pee holding challenge with a good one being this: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=52192 Another insanely cool idea I recently thought of is one that takes a different twist to holding. What you need to do is hold as much as you can until your absolute limit, you don't need to track how much you drink or how long you hold. The thing is at the end you need to track exactly how much you peed, I like peeing into a bucket and using a scale. For your next hold you get to pee whenever you want, however you need to make sure at the end when you pee that the amount is higher than your first hold, if the amount is higher you win if it's lower you lose. I don't know if this has been thought of before or not but I think it's incredibly cool. My final idea is not peeing before you successfully finish doing something. This could be anything but it's better if it's something you need to fully complete and not lazily do like sweeping the floor. I really enjoy doing this with a video game, for example not being able to pee until you beat a level or winning this many matches. So yeah, these are all the holding tips i've gathered from the years of having this fetish. I really hope this helps make your next hold more enjoyable

Peter tests always the girls pee habits and their holding performance at his dates. He don’t give the girl a natural opportunity to use a toilet and is waiting how long it will last until the girl admits that she is needing to wee, or I until she asks for a toilet. Some girls are weak, they use two or three times to the toilet during one date, but some girls are strong and don’t go even once. With one of the strong girls made Peter a day outing. They made a hike through the woods, combined with a picnic. Peter had a blanket for to rest and to lie somewhere and he had enough to eat and to drink in his rucksack for to spend all day long away from restaurants and shops. They did leave early in the morning and were back late at afternoon at the car for to drive home. The girl was already sitting inside the car. Peter closed the boot, turned then to the bushes and started to piss before he did get in. As soon as he was inside he started the engine and not before he was already driving he said “ sorry, but that must have been, i was needing to do that since hours.” They had both not pissed even once the entire day and Peter didn’t want to give the girl a chance to squat somewhere before leaving, the girls bladder should stay full and should get fuller and therefore he asked her as they were already driving “you didn’t wee the entire day, don’t you not need to go as well?” ”Sure i would need to go, like you i am needing to go since hours, but i can hold it.” answered the girl. Peter was getting turned on to hear that the girl was needing to wee since hours and that her bladder was very full, but he wanted to hear that she can’t hold it much longer, he wanted to hear that he should stop somewhere on the way home to let her do a much needed wee before she will wet her panties. Then he wanted to make her wait and hold for so long as any possible, but that girl was a strong girl, she said that she would be able to suppress her urge until at home. Peter was a sadist about to torture a girls bladder and about to make a girl desperate to pee, therefore he took two bottles coke from the cool box in the boot before he was getting in the car and gave it the girl. ”For the journey.” he said, gave her the bottle in her hand and urged her to drink before it would get warm. He wanted to fill the girls full bladder fuller and he wanted to make her already strong urge stronger, he wanted to make her desperate before she could wee at her home. “She is needing to wee since hours, but she can hold it,” she said as she did get in the car. ”How long can she hold it?” asked Peter himself. He wanted to hear that she can’t hold it anymore but that she nevertheless had to hold it and therefore she had to drink and he didn’t want to bring her home so soon. He did not use the motorway, he did use the country road and he stopped again and again at some villages to make a kind of sight seeing tour with her. In reality he wanted to extend the time until the girl could finally wee at home, he wanted to make her hold and he wanted to hear her begging for a loo, or for to squat somewhere. It was already 3 hours since they were in the car, the coke bottles were empty and Peter’s bladder was full again, he was needing to piss again. The girl was still holding it!!!! She was holding all that what Peter pissed before they were leaving the woods and she was holding all that what he had again in his bladder. She was holding all that amount of urine inside her young, slim body. “She must be full to explode, her poor girl bladder must be near to burst.” thought Peter and was horny as hell. About a half an hour before they were back in their city said the girl “ you can’t imagine what will be the first thing what i will do when i am at home.” ” Sure i can!!!” answered Peter. “You go to the toilet for to piss. You must be full to burst. I can’t believe that you are able to hold it for so long, i need to go again very bad and you have not gone even once. How can you endure that, how can you bear up so long without a wee?” asked Peter with a trembling voice. ”I am good trained, i have trained myself. I did never use the school toilets. I am able to endure one day without a wee, but now i am near my limit. My bladder is big as a bowling ball and i think as hard as well like a bowling ball.” answered the girl and caressed her swollen belly and her bulging bladder. ”Oh my God, you can’t even imagine how much you turn me, you can’t imagine how much it turns me on that your bladder is so full and that you are needing to wee so bad, you can’t imagine how much i love that!!” said Peter put his hand on her belly and pressed hard on the girl’s pregnant bladder. The girl moaned and whined from needing to wee so bad and so urgently. ”Your bladder is so firm, so big and so hard!! Does it not hurt you to have the bladder so much overfilled?” asked Peter full of lust and horniness. ”It is already painful, but i can stand it.” answered the girl calmly. The girl was proud about her bladder control and about her ability to hold it for so long and she was horny by herself to be able to turn Peter on so much with her holding performance. I think that was not their last date!!!

Peter was always turned on very much when girls were needing to wee very bad. He loved to see them cross their legs, to rub their knees, to press their knees together, to stand with the legs like a X , to see them bending over and to do all that things what girls are doing when they are needing to wee really, really urgently. He had a friend, it was not really a friend, it was a fellow worker , but they did spend sometimes time together with their girlfriends. Not to often, because Peter’s girlfriend didn’t like him so much, because he was a macho and for her was he to much dominant against his girl. The guy’s girlfriend had not really a problem with it, because she wanted a strong guy beside her and she accepted his dominance. They had some rules what she had to accept and one of the rules was that she was not allowed to use a toilet when they were out and she was not allowed to ask for a pee stop at car trips, not even when the journey did last very long. It was not always so easy, but she try her best to satisfy the rules and did try to hold it until at home, even if she was needing to go very bad, but sometimes when she thought that she can’t stand it any longer she asked for permission to use the toilet somewhere on the way before they were at home. Sometimes he did let her go and sometimes not. At the special day they made a day outing in a foursome. On the way home they stopped late in the evening for a fast dinner on a motor service station. The guys girl asked silently, but for Peter and his girl hearable “ I need to wee so very bad and so urgently, may i please as an exception go to the toilet?” ” You weak gal, you are not even able to bear up from morning to evening without a piss, you mean honestly that you can’t wait 2 or 3 hours longer till at home? What a shame that you ask in present of our friends for permission to piss like a little school girl, i think we have to train you and your weak bladder!! At our next day trip you will be not allowed to pee in the morning and you will have to hold it back until we are at home at evening, then you will see what it means need to piss really bad and no, you may not piss now, squeeze your slit tight together and hold it, like a good girl should do that!” answered the guy.

Sometimes i like to remember at my youth and at my youth experiences. Here is one of them, i hope you like it!? My parents had a summer house in a little village in the countryside. They did use it mostly at the warm seasons but very seldom in the winter or when it was cold. It was a good opportunity for me to use that house for myself and for my specially reasons. Over the time i spent some nights there with a lot of different girls. Once i invited a girl for a weekend. We were both very young to that time, just a little over 18. As we arrived late at afternoon was it pretty cold in the house. We turned on the heating and went for an early dinner to a near restaurant. Since i can remember, it was turning me on if girls don’t go to the toilet for a long time, since i can remember it was arousing for me to know that a girl was holding a very full bladder. To know that she would need to wee very urgently, but didn’t go or couldn’t go for some reason, was and is still very exciting for me. When i spent time with a girl i did always try to give her no opportunity and no chance to wee for so long as possible. At that specially day did the girl not wee since i did pick her up from her home at afternoon. She didn’t use the toilet at our house after our car ride and she didn’t use the toilet at the restaurant as well, before we did leave. I had my own room in the house, with video, tv and all that things what young people like. It was still not really warm inside, therefore, but not only therefore we went to the bed and watched a video. We had our clothes stripped until to our undies and cuddled together to make us and to keep us warm. We had to drink and something to nosh in the bed. Our hands were there where girls like to have their hands at boys and there where boys like to have their hands at the girls. We were cuddling, we kissed, but we didn’t have sex. I did sometimes like to stay horny, especially when i have been together with a girl who had a full bladder in her belly. It was always my goal to make the girl hold and not till then have sex with her when her bladder was very full and when she was needing to wee pretty bad and therefore i switched out the light and wanted to wait until tomorrow. She had not weed for minimum 8 hours. I was surprised and aroused at the same way as i heard her say “I would urgently need to the loo, but it is still so cold outside, i don’t want to get out it’s so cuddly here in the bed . I think i can wait until the morning.” and she was rubbing her body against my body. I did not even had to try to make her wait, she did hold it on deliberately. She didn’t wee for so long and was willing to sleep with her full bladder until morning. That situation made me very horny and it was not so easy for me not to have sex with her at the same moment. Early in the morning she wanted out of the bed. “Where do you want to go?” i asked knowing very well where she wanted to go. ”There where i am needing to go since we have been at the restaurant.” answered the girl. ”Oh i understand, you need to go for little girls, but you are no more a little girl! I think you can hold it until we get up.” I said and did what i always did in such situations, i pressed with my hand deep in her lower abdomen. She crossed her legs and said ”If you push my bladder, I’ll wet your bed.” I did not stop, i pressed and pushed harder and harder, she moaned and whined, but she did let me do it. I pressed my knee in her belly and teased her “how does that feel? Does my little girl really need to wee so bad?” ”Oh yeah, i need to wee really, really bad, let me go before i do it in your bed.” she answered in a way like she wanted to get tortured, like she wanted to get denied. It became to a kind of game, she was begging for to get out of the bed, she was begging for a wee, but in reality she wanted that i didn’t let her out, she wanted be made to hold and she wanted to get tortured. I think that she did love that! Why didn’t she wee in the restaurant, why did she not wee during our video and why did she go to sleep with her bladder full from hours. We “played “ that game longer than one hour before we fucked like crazy. Then i guided her to the bathroom, she pissed so powerful and so long that i still can hear her pissing and hissing sound when i close my eyes. It was a experience to remember for me.

Peter wanted to buy a motorcycle and went for that reason with his new girlfriend and with one of his friends to a motorcycle exhibition. On the contrary to Peter had his friend already several bikes and was a specialist about bikes and therefore he went with Peter together to consult him. They did leave in the morning with Peter’s car and had to go about 2 1/2 hours to the city where the exhibition happened. So many different bikes, so many attachments, it was very interesting, especially for the men was the time running very fast. They had a fast lunch with drinks, they had coffee at the afternoon and one last drink before they did leave late at the afternoon. Peter‘s friend had a fetish for full girl bladders and girls pee desperation. He did like girls with a large, strong bladder and a good holding ability. It was always a great turn on for him when some of the girls didn’t use the toilet all day long at their biker day trips. It was arousing for him to hear on and off a girl saying that she is holding a bursting full bladder since hours and that she can’t wait to come home for to piss finally. The girls are usually good trained, they are able to hold a full bladder with spread thighs for hours. Peter‘s friend was a specialist for bikes and as well for girls who were needing to wee. He had noticed that Peter’s girlfriend had not weed once since she left her home early in the morning. „Even when her bladder is very large, her bladder must be already very full, she must have a urge to wee after such a long time and so many drinks.“he thought as they went to the parking lot and enjoyed that the girl had to hold it for minimum another 2 1/2 hours until she could wee at home. As they were near the toilets at the exit of the building, she was slowing down her walk , it was obvious that she wanted to go inside, or that she signaled that she was needing to go inside, but as she noticed that the guy’s didn’t stop for her, that they went straight to the parking lot, she went with them without using the toilet. „Maybe she is one of the girls who is to shy to admit that she is needing to wee in presence of two guys, but nearly 3 hours can get pretty long for a bladder what is already very full and her bladder must have been very full after holding it all day long, it must have been big and stretched to a oversize „ thought the guy and was turned on very much about it. Peter must have known as well what she wanted to do earlier and that she didn’t wee only once during the whole day. He must have known that she was holding a very full bladder, but didn’t he stop for purpose, or did he just not care about his girlfriend‘s bodily needs, because he was thinking just at the motorbikes? Thought his friend as they were on the way to the car. The girl did wear very short jeans shorts and she was sitting with her sexy, nude legs tight crossed. To know why she had her legs crossed was very arousing for the desperation lover. Not even a half an hour later, the last drink must have already reached her bladder, said the girl very bashful to Peter „Sorry , but i would need to the loo once, can you please eventually stop somewhere?“ The guy was getting horny about that statement and was getting more and more horny as Peter ignored the girls desire for a toilet. He passed on parking lot and one service station after the other and didn’t stop for her. It was no more able for the girl to hide her need totally , but she did suffer in silence. She pressed her her knees harder and harder together, she squeezed her thighs with her hands and she crossed and recrossed her sexy legs more and more often. She did it without a hectic, but it was visible that she was needing to wee very badly. When ever they came near to a parking lot with a sign „toilet „ she looked yearning to Peter, but he ignored it. More than one hour later she said again very bashful „it would be already really very urgently, can you stop please at the next opportunity?“ She was ashamed to say that in present of strange guy, but she had to go so bad that she could no more other than to beg for a wee. The guy was surprised to hear Peter say „ We don’t stop now , it will be a good training for your biker future!“ “But i have not been all day, i have to pee now, i am sorry but it is really, really necessary.“ she answered a little bit louder and with more emphasis. “No we don’t stop now, i told you it will be a good bladder training for you. Biker girls have to be able to hold it for very long. Boys piss beside the road, but girls have to hold it, sometimes from early morning until late evening. It would be a shame if the gang would have to stop for you, just to let you wee, maybe that some of the guys would love it to see you squatting, but it is better that you learn to control your bladder and we can start with your lessons right now!“said Peter. The girl said nothing more and kept quiet for the next half an hour. „ That was really brutal .“ thought the guy and was very horny about it. But for Peter was it just not yet enough, as soon as they were back in their city he stopped at a sausage kiosk for a evening snack and for something to drink. The girl was afraid and worried about that and couldn’t understand why her new boyfriend tortured her so much, why didn’t he let her to the toilet. He did know very well that she is needing to wee so bad but he take her to the kiosk with her bladder so very full and make her hold and suffer even longer. The „poor „ girl was standing with her legs tight knotted, she was bended over in a way that everyone could adumbrate that the girl was needing to wee very, very bad, but she did no more talk about it. They did eat and drink and the guy was surprised that the girl was drinking although she was already full to burst. Not only the way she was standing and her moves expressed her frantic need to wee, her bladder was getting so big and so overfilled with the urine from all the day that it was visible. Her belly was swollen and the waistband of her small, super short jeans shorts pressed hard against her bladder bulge. “ I think she will be a good biker girl.“ said Peter and pointed to his girlfriend and her tight crossed legs. “Oh yes, i think she will be one of the best.“ replied his friend. They went again to Peter‘s car, the girl with rubbing knees and her bladder full to burst and a extra drink on the way to her bladder. Peter could not get enough to torture her new girlfriend and her robust bladder, he wanted to make her hold longer and he wanted to make her more desperate and therefore he did bring first his friend home before he went with her to his home. Next day made Peter a telephone call with his friend and his friend said „ your girlfriend has a amazing bladder control, absolutely great that she was able to hold it for so long, her bladder must be enormous big and resilient, but you tortured her pretty bad, why did you do that?“ „Because i love it, i love it if a girl is holding a very full bladder and when she is needing to wee so really, really bad. I didn’t let her to the toilet when we arrived, she was begging for a wee, she wanted to go so bad, but i did not let her go before we had sex and i can tell you she will not be just a good biker girl, she is very good for full bladder sex as well! answered Peter. “I love that all as well and i begrudge you for that girl .“ replied the friend.

Two girls were invited from two boys to the cinema. The girls were friends and the boys were friends as well. They were just a little over 18 and did know each other from the school. The boys were playing in the soccer team and were very sought from many girls at the school. Therefore the girls had the idea to offer something special to the boys to become friends with them. They heard that a lot of guys gets horny about girls who are needing to wee, about girls who are holding a very full bladder. They decided to test if the boys are one of those. The girls had both strong bladder’s and were good in pee holding. Maybe they could use their ability and their good bladder control for to turn the boys on. That was it what they wanted to test and to discover. The girls had watched many soccer games where the boys played and they did love to see the boys in their denim shorts with their naked knees and naked thighs and they were turned on very much about that view. The girls young pussies wanted to get fucked from that attractive boy’s so bad and they were willing to do a lot for that. The boys on the other hand felt the girl attractive as well, but they were spoiled and didn’t say that. On the special day they did leave the school late at afternoon. They went together to the cineplex which was in a large shopping mall. First they had a early dinner at McDonald’s. The girls were dressed especially sexy for their first date. They did show a lot of their naked legs because their skirts ended far over their knees. Sometimes they gave the boys a good view between their thighs and showed them for a few seconds their panties. On the way to the cinema, the girls started with their „play“. They were standing in front of a shop window, when one of the girls crossed her legs and said „i necessarily need to the loo before we go to the cinema.“ “Me too!” said the other girl and was rubbing her knees.” ” Is that really necessary?? We are already late!! Can’t you both wait with that until the film is over!” asked one of the boys with a trembling voice and a visible boner in his shorts. Since now the girls knew that the boys were some of the sadists who loves girls desperate to pee and they were glad to have the opportunity to turn them on with their strong bladders and their good holding performance. ”It would be really necessary , we need to go very strongly, we haven’t been at the toilet in the school.” said the first girl and crossed again her sexy legs. ”You 2 haven’t weed the entire day?” asked the boy full of horniness. ” Not since we did leave from our home! Do you understand now that it would be necessary and urgently?” asked the girl was biting her lips and smiled seductively . ”Great performance, but if you were able to wait for so long, I’ll be sure you will be able to wait for just 2 more hours longer . Let us go in the film is starting soon.” said one of the boys, the other bought 4 large coke’s. Not enough time for to let the girls piss, but time enough for to buy coke’s for them. ”Okay, we will not go, we will hold it back, but we lay the blame on you if we wet our panties.” said the girl to turn the boys on and to make them think at their full bladders and at their little parties over their slits. The boys joined the film, but much more they joined that the girls were needing to wee. Each boy had one hand at the nude upper thigh of his girl. One of the boys used the opportunity to glide up to the panty on the girls thigh and said “I just want to feel if your panties are still dry.” The girl squeezed her naked thighs together over the boys hand and said “if course they are.” The girls cokes were already empty and their bladders were very full, but they were accustomed to hold a full bladder, because they didn’t use the toilet in the school and were always waiting and holding until at home. The boys were thinking about a way to prevent the girls use the toilet after the film, but they didn’t know one. Later they realized that it was not really necessary to prevent them, because the girls went straight out to the street after the film was finished. They did not even talk about a wee or about to use a toilet. The boys were so much impressed and so horny about the circumstances that the girls were needing to wee since so long, but still didn’t go. They wanted more, they went to a little park near the cinema and set at a bench at a dark part of the park. ”Sorry, but i can’t stay here long.” said one girl. ”Why not, it’s pretty nice here and so pretty dark.” asked the boy and started to kiss the girl. ”Yes it is, but i need to wee so bad, my bladder is about to explode.” answered the girl. ”My bladder is near to burst as well. The coke was too large for me. I think i have to squat behind the bush.” said the other girl. ”Oh no, you will not do that, you will not squat , you will not pee now! You 2 are both so hot and so sexy if you are desperate to pee. Hold it for us, we love that so much.” said one boy , laid one hand on his girl’s belly to feel her bulging bladder. They were all 4 very horny, they kissed and had their hands there on their bodies where it was turning them on especially. The boys “tested “ the dryness of the girls panties and used the opportunity to push one finger deep in the girls pussy where the wee wanted to come out so urgently. The girls on the other hand had their hands there where they were dreaming to have it when they saw the boys at the soccer games, at their naked thighs and between their thighs where they could feel the boys boners. They were rubbing each other near to cum. ”Before they were leaving said one boy “ we should do that again, but next time we go to my home and watch a video. You girls don’t use the school toilets, like you did it today, or you did it not like today. You bring us your horny, sexy bladders very, very full, then we will have a lot of fun!!” said one of the boys. The all dreamed about a full bladder sex!! The boys about to fuck the girls when they are full to burst and the girls about to get fucked when they are needing to wee since hours.