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  1. **note: this was loosely inspired by life with Louie the kiss is the thing episode except this is with a hot female Sarah was a thick blonde girl. Not really fat, but enough on the bone to have a nice shaped ass and hips in those tight blue jeans. Her hair flowed down just above her shoulders. She was about to clock out of work. She wore a tight blue t-shirt and was so exhausted after this long day. In her twenties and working to pay for school, she stayed an extra hour today, came back from lunch early, and didn’t even get a last break. She was a nice girl. Her bosses appreciated this. As she tightened her belt a little she felt pressure in her abdomen. Nothing agonizing, but it was a noticeable discomfort. She hadn’t peed since the start of her lunch and drank down a bottle of water during lunch and drank the last half of her friends. Plus as she walked back after to her post she drank from the fountain. “I should make a quick bathroom break,” she said as she walked out. Standing right there at the bathroom, she looked inside and all stalls empty and to herself. She wanted to wash her hands first since they were covered with food dust. She started to walk out of the bathroom, but then remembered she had to take a leak. But she looked at her watch and noticed she was running late. She bit her lip in a nervous face and knee shook a little as her toes were on their tips. Her bladder ached, but she’d figure she could wait. “Ah I don’t want to be late.” With that, Sarah left the bathroom with her bladder still with a good amount of pee in it. The drive to her sisters high school was not comfortable. The road had many bumps that sent pulse after pulse to make her more aware of her bladder which continued to fill with the rest of the digested liquids she had today. Her legs squeezed together while she stopped at a light. Her fingers drummed on the steering wheel. “Come on, come on, come on.” She said a little nervous. Her foot tapped on the floor as an eternity went by and she could finally get going again. She finally reached the high school and pulled in to park. Her admirable thick white girl ass shook back and forth as she walked into the school in her new black and white sneakers that cost almost a whole paycheck. The tighter jeans she wore were her favorite. Barely noticeable, but if one looked at the right side of the waist just under the belt, the lead singer and guitarist of her favorite band autographed it. Her new white panties were her favorite underwear with pink around the openings for the waist and legs and a rose on the front crotch. Her jeans looked painted on they were so damn tight, but she knew she looked good. As she walked down the hallway of the school towards the auditorium where the play was, she forget about her need for the bathroom after she got out of the car. She saw her mother and her jackass boyfriend Jeff. She sat in her seat, and a high school senior who was 18 named Alan could not help but notice Sarah’s hot ass body. “Hey, you made it!” Her mother said. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Sarah said. “I took a leak before,” Jeff said. “These bathrooms are never cleaned.” He said angrily. Bathroom...Sarah’s eyes widened as a familiar need hit hard all at once with a vengeance! She was reminded because of what Jeff said, and her bladder felt bloated and rock hard. She held her abdomen and it felt like a large rock in her hand, pushing out of her stomach. “Oh...boy,” Sarah moaned. One leg kicked up a little as her knees crossed and foot shook. Then crossed hard all the way up to the crotch. Her legs were crossed as tight as a knot. One of her hands pushed deep into her crotch as a huge pulse pushed out her center and sides. She bit her lip in pain and said, “oh man!” “What?” Her mother asked. “I gotta use the restroom so bad.” Sarah moaned. Her filled bladder was pushed against by her tight jeans that it almost felt like it was cutting in. “Excuse me-“ But as she got up, her moms boyfriend pulled her back down to her seat as the stage lit up. “Oh no. If I gotta suffer through this so do you.” Jeff said. “Wha...what?! Mom?” She looked to her mother for support. “Shh. The plays starting sweetie. Just go during intermission.” Sarah’s has dropped and pupils dilated in disbelief. She had to go so bad. She hadn’t gone for five hours and that was after drinking a lot. Both her hands pushed into her crotch as she squirmed in her seat and her legs crossed again. She squirmed and said, “I haven’t gone for like five hours since lunch. I gotta go Mom please!” Her mom waved her away. “Sarah just hold it. You’ll be fine.” “Yeah,” said Jeff with a grin. “Just don’t think about rain, or waterfalls, or...” and be started making a dripping noise. Then he shook the bottle of water he had. Her mom didn’t notice him torturing her, and she didn’t seem to notice or care how what he did made Sarah’s bladder pulse even harder so bad it hurt. She squirmed in her seat and grinded her teeth as she shut her eyes and turned her head away from Jeff. The water splashing in the bottle made her body want to release even more, her bladder became heavier. “Oh...stop...pl...please.” Sarah begged. “Then shut up and watch this shit.” “Quiet you two,” her mom said. Sarah turned to the play as she sat with her family in the middle of the row. She wouldn’t be able to run past everyone fast enough to escape Jeff’s grasp. She had no choice. Poor, poor Sarah bounced in her seat. Her stomach hurt so bad it ALMOST felt like she needed a number two as well. Almost. This need to pee was insane. As the play started, Sarah was horrified to see a boiling pot on stage as part of the set. “Oh....man...” she moaned while holding herself pushing in hard and bouncing in her seat. This was hell for her...but Alan, the creepy boy who sat at the end of the row and found her attractive was in Heaven. “So hot,” he said shaking his head, feeling his boner grow so hard he actually saw it in his jeans. Sarah on the other hand was holding on for dear life, pushing the ocean that hit with waves of rage against her pee hole to burst out. Her lips quivered as she squealed. Such a quiet nice girl did not deserve this. To make matters worse, Jeff gulped down his water, making huge gulping nosies they had a slight water splash sound in the back. She grunted, “Ah...ah....ah!” In complete agony as her bladder sent off large pulses every few seconds, and any feeling between was extreme discomfort. She brought her knees up to her chest and pulled her legs in, still shaking. As she felt her urge becoming too great to control much longer, feeling warm pee digging from the inside to flow out in force, she panicked! Sarah shook not just from physically agony but of much anxiety making chest clench and breathing become heavy. If she let out even a little pee, people could see it, and the whole town would know here. She couldn’t have an accident! But it was just becoming far too hard to hold in. “We’ll break for a brief intermission,” as the curtains closed the teacher said. “About...t...t-time,” she struggled to say. She slowly got up, legs still tight, but Alan who was in the row stood up and pretended to tie his shoe. Sarah was the only one getting up. She had a tough time getting by rude people who were annoyed with her squirming on by. “Excuse me,” she said and blushed, embarrassed by the whole situation, but a major accident in her pants would be even worse. It took her a couple minutes to get to the end, and that’s where Alan blocked her with his back turned. She shoved her hands deep in her pockets as the intense pressure echoed throughout her being. Her legs together tight and she was about to bounce a little but stopped herself. “Um...excuse me, um,” he was younger than she was, so she didn’t really know how to address him. He turned around. “Oh hey! Sorry about that. Names Alan. Was my fathers name too. Good guy...” Sarah tuned out the rest as sweat formed on her forehead. She wanted to bounce like crazy so bad. Why wouldn’t this guy move? She didn’t want to be rude. But then she saw something else. Alan’s huge boner. He was an adult like her even if she was a little older. Seeing such a big penis erected so hard was hot to her. But the last thing someone with a full bladder needed was her hormones going off as they were. Like any horny woman she started to become moist in her girlhood. Mama needed some sugar in her bowl. “And now on to the final act!” They called from the stage. “What the-“ Sarah said stunned, Jeff pulled her down to her seat after, with such force her bladder was rocked hit hard and she sucked her lips in and hands into her crotch pushing back the powerful fury of Poseidon that wanted to break out of her girlhood. “This...this cant be real!” Because to make matters worse, on stage as they performed, a fountain poured loudly, and Sarah wrapped her arms around herself as she shook uncontrollably feeling like she might literally explode any second. She cried, ALMOST with tears. “Why...why...why is this happening to me!?” The flowing fountain was too much for poor Sarah. How her body so badly wanted and needed to pour like that, and it fought against her to do just that. Sarah was covered in sweat as her anxiety hit extreme heights of panic and the massive bulging pain only worsened. “Will this fucking play end already!?” “My kiss shall awaken thee fair maiden.” Said the actor in stage. “Kid is so gonna choke,” Jeff said laughing. As Jeff shook his water back and forth and the fountain on stage sounded like they were going off louder, Sarah looked up and was horrified to see the sprinklers outside had gone off and were dripping down the window. “AAAAAAHHHHHHHHA!” Sarah yelped in agonizing pain feeling like her bladder was literally about to split in half as her jeans dig into her ready to make her pop. She pushed as far as she could into her crotch, legs crossed and over behind the calf’s where her ankles then crossed. She was about to explode and flood the auditorium when everyone got up clapping. The play was over, and the actors bowed. Alan saw Sarah struggling to stand, and he was not about to miss out on this. He ran out and headed into the halls. “Sarah where are you going?” Her mom asked. “M...m-mom...please. I g-gotta go. I’m sorry. It I have to go so bad, I can’t wait any longer, I’m gonna burst.” Then came tears. Actual tears as she shook. Very emotional. She folded her hands in a prayer. “Please I need to go now. Please...please.” “Alright alright go.” Her mom said. Sarah dodger past everyone and that’s when she stopped as a spurt almost came out. She stopped frozen in terror and pain as she held her legs together. She bent over with her strong sexy ass sticking out from the tight jeans and ran up the stairs holding herself. “Gain way I’m gonna blow!” She made it into the halls..... To be continued
  2. I saw a similar thread, but it seems dead lol. So let's do this again. Where are you from? I'm a 20 year old guy from Puerto Rico, USA. I have never met anyone in PR that knows the term Omorashi or anyone that has a pee fetish
  3. Hi guys, Here's a brief story that happened when I went to a music festival with my then girlfriend (we'll call her Jess) a few years ago. ***** We'd just finised seeing the last band of the night and were making our way back to where we'd camped at the far end of the festival away from the main arena. We'd been drinking steadily throughout the night and while we weren't blackout drunk, we'd consumed a lot of fluid over the course of the day and were fairly tipsy. I stopped off at the big block of toilets in the main arena to take my last pee before going to bed. By this point of the weekend the toilets were in an awful state, and so Jess said she would wait and use the less busy toilets nearer our campsite away from the footfall of the main arena. On returning from the toilets I found Jess standing and bobbing subtlely from foot to foot, not enough to alert the casual observer of her need, but certainly notcieable if you knew the signs to look for! We started back towards the campsite and as the toilet block came into view Jess groaned. The maintenance staff were emptying the portaloos, and as a result had closed half of them, meaning that a large queue had formed for the remaining available toilets. At a guess there were a good 50 people waiting to use a bank of around 5 portaloos. Jess sighed and turned to me, "what do you think I should do, I can't wait here all night, I'm freezing!" "It's really up to you babe, how bad do you need to go?" I replied. "Kinda bad, I guess I've only been a couple of times all day and we've had quite a bit to drink, but I find it hard to tell when I'm drunk" "Well, we can wait here for the queue to go down, we can try and find some other toilets if you want" I suggested. Jess paused for thought, glancing again at the ever growing queue. "I just wanna go to bed, I think I'll be fine, I'm a big girl" she smiled, and began walking off towards our tent. We had picked a spot near the entrance to the festival that meant to go between our tent and the main arena, you had to walk down a short dirt track that had been fenced off to keep the festival goers out of the surrounding woodland. In the morning when we had gone into the festival, this track had been dry and rather dusty from all the site vehicles passing over it. However in the intervening hours the great British weather and the various traffic along the track had turned it to sludge that was virtually impossible to navigate. We battled our way down it and then made our way through a maze of guy ropes to our tent. Jess stooped to grab the zip of our tent door, wincing almost imperceptibly as she did so. "Ooh, I think I may need to go worse than I thought" she said with a strained voice. "I'm sure you'll be fine babe, we'll be back up in a few hours anyway so not too long to wait" I tried to reassure her. She smiled uncertainly in response but opened the tent door went inside. We both got changed out of our clothes and climbed into our sleeping bags. I was exhausted from walking around in the sun and drinking all day, so sleep should have come fairly easily, but I couldn't help but be distracted by Jess shuffling around next to me, making a loud rustling sound on the tent floor with each movement. "Babe are you ok?" I called out softly through the haze of impending sleep, after trying to drift off for half an hour or so. "I really need the loo, I don't think I can wait all night" she meekly replied. "I'm absolutely dying for a wee, those last couple of beers have really caught up with me." She sat up slowly next to me and cradled her bladder with one hand. Even in the dark and half asleep I could see that it was bulging out dramatically, particualrly as she was normally very slim in build. "Fuck, there's only one thing for it" she said suddenly. "Can you keep watch for me?" "What do you mean babe?" "Get dressed and stand up outside like your brushing your teeth or something, keep watch for anyone." "Don't you want to try the toilets back there, I bet the queue has gone down now" I replied. "I can't, I'm absolutely bursting and if I tried to get changed and then get back down that muddy track, I don't think I'd make it in time." She had taken on an urgent, commanding tone so I did as she had asked and quickly got dressed. "Right, keep an eye out and let me know if there's anyone coming, is the coast clear?" I stood up and scanned the area around us that was largely deserted, but for a group huddled round a campfire some 50 metres away. "Yep, coast's clear" I replied. With that, she squatted down and began to pee, just a trickle at first, barely audible on the grass, but soon quickening to a forceful torrent that would have been easily heard by anyone awake in the tents immediately next to us. Jess peed at full force for at least 30 seconds, an expression of pure bliss etched across her face the whole time as she let go the many pints of beer she had consumed over the course of the evening. Her stream slowed again to a trickle and eventually stopped. Jess wiped herself, pulled up her underwear and we both climbed back into the tent and were quickly sound asleep. The next day Jess drank noticeably slower and made far more regular bathroom trips, and luckily (for her at least) avoided any more mishaps that weekend. ***** Hope you guys enjoyed, I have one or two other stories involding Jess in predicaments such at this, if anyone would like to hear them please let me know.
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    Here it is...the long awaited animation...well not really but yeah its here finally. So yeah this one was an absolute bitch to make. While Lordbardak's is more challenging in terms of length and concept, this one was more challenging in terms of technical difficulties. During the third scene, a visual glitch happened where all of the physic bones on the models outright vanished entirely; so much so that you could see through the model. I could not fix the glitch; if anything made it worse somehow as then it affected all the other models on screen. Because of that, the whole scene need to be reanimated...which cost a full day of work. And then there were problems with the pee streams operating incorrectly...and finally the video editing program crashed...which prevented me from finishing the video until literally now. But yeah...it is finally here. The story is Ruby and Yang are invited to compete in Smash Ultimate for a chance of being on the official roster. On there way to the city where the Smash Arena is centered at, they have to pee. The bathroom ends up being closed, so they are forced to urinate off the road at some point. So anyway...enjoy the animation. Give me a review and comment and rating...no seriously do it. I don't like working on this shit and getting no feedback. Japanese credits Pee effect by E教授 Inkling and Inkshot models by きのさん Lucina (Marth Version) by Slenderman (Huh...not actually in Japanese)

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  5. Version v1.03b

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    Japanese ver. This game requies the RTP of RPG Maker VXace. 検索用キーワード(search word) 青い服の勇者さん~恥辱・失禁編~ ver1.03b  RJ113862 download ダウンロード Torrent zip

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    Hi guys, This is another good video of desperate girls stuck in traffic jams. Previous video is here Due to the big filesize of the whole video, I have to upload them in 2 parts. This is the 1st part of 2.

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  7. So, I found this Anime Pee Compilations, which I downloaded 2007. Could anybody tell me where this scenes are from? (Like name of the anime and episode) Anime pee pt 8-3.flv Anime pee pt 9.flv Anime pee pt 10.flv Anime pee Pt 1.flv Anime pee pt 2.flv Anime pee Pt 3.flv Anime pee pt 4.flv Anime pee pt 5.flv Anime pee pt 6.flv Anime pee pt 7.flv Anime pee pt 8 v2.flv Anime pee pt 8.flv Anime pee pt 8-2.flv
  8. Hi, everyone! This is my first time posting here, but I've been lurking for a while now. I've always loved the artwork forum, and I wanted to contribute to it. So, here's a couple pieces I made recently. As you can see from the tags, I mainly do mythology-related stuff and comics. I hope you enjoy! I'll post some more soon.
  9. Hello everyone ! This is my first one shot story. I finished to write my fic "Someone who cares" yesterday and I decided to write some one shot stories (this way I'm sure to finish them on time !). This one focuses on the bed wetting and pee accident of a 14 years old teenager. He wets himself in front of his examiner. You would have understand it, I love teacher-student stories ! Let me know if you liked this one ! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Exam Evan Mac Cormac was a 14 year old brilliant student from a small village called The Three Flowers in the beautiful countryside of the Somerset. His teachers, followed by his parents, convinced him to enter the famous Stone Bridge high school in London to get a chance to enter a good university after graduation. Evan was happy to have a chance to leave his little village. He liked his family and his teachers but he never knew how to make friends at school. Everybody was intimidated by his capacities and intelligence and they didn’t want to get too close to him. Maybe because they were afraid that intelligence could be contagious, bitterly thought Evan. The truth was that Evan was considered as a freak in his village. Every young man around him was destined to be a farmer, like their father. But Evan was not suit for this way of life. His happiness was in his books and his writings, that was all. Even his entire family, his mum and dad and his six brothers and sisters, looked at him as he was a freak. Of course they were all very proud of his bright brain but they never understood him. They never mocked him neither they tried to stop him from studying but they somewhat always avoided his presence. Therefore, when Mrs. Jones offered him to take an entrance examination at the Bridge Stone school in London, everybody felt relieved. He wouldn’t be in their way of life and they would stop looking at him as if he came from another planet. The day before the exam went like ever other day of the week : they all ate soup at the diner table and he went reading beside the fire place before going to bed while his mother was doing the dishes, his dad was saying good night to his cows and his brothers and sisters were playing some game. He was not unhappy at all, he was used to this repartition of roles. But for a second he hoped his parents would say something special on this special night. He yelled an overall goodnight before climbing the stairs to his room. He was lucky, he had a room of his own. His brothers and sisters were sharing three rooms to let him have his quiet space. He knew he was lucky, somehow. He went to bed feeling stressed about the day after. He looked at his books one last time and turned the light off early to have a good night sleep. Unfortunately, he was agitated all night. He had no idea what the school looked like. Or even London. What if he got lost and couldn’t pass the exam ? What if he took the wrong train and ended up in Scotland ? What if his alarm clock stopped working during the night and he didn’t wake up in time tomorrow morning ? On these haunting ‘what if’ he finally fell asleep. His night was filled with nightmares and he woke up the next morning feeling dizzy and sweaty. Or at least he thought it was sweat. He took a worried look at his sheets and realized he had wet the bed. His t-shirt and pants were soaked. How had pee himself… He had an accident ? How could he have wet the bed like a baby ? He was 14 years old for god sake ! Evan was panicking. The large puddle of pee in his bed was showing him that he was not an adult yet. He somehow wished that someone would come and reassure him as he felt some tears forming in his eyes. He had an accident and he was all alone. He panicked for a second that people would mock him if they saw what happened, but he remembered that he was alone in his room and that nobody would have the idea to come to wake up this morning. Maybe it was finally a good thing that his family didn’t really care about him. He got up quickly and got off his wet pyjamas and took off the wet sheets from his bed. He took his dirty laundry with him under the shower and washed them as he cleaned himself. After putting on his best clothes – a pair of beige pants, a white shirt and a dark blue cardigan sweater – he got out of the bathroom. He spread his laundry on his cupboard and on his window so it would be dry when he would be back from London at the end of the day. He tried to forget his shameful accident and to think only about the exam coming up. He got out of the room and found a plate of bread and jam on the table. His mother must have prepared his breakfast before going to bed the night before. She remembered, finally. Evan ate only one slice of bread, he was not hungry. On the other hand, he drunk two glasses of orange juice to wake him up. He gave himself his final look before going to the train station : his blue eyes looked a bit tired and his face’s fine lines underlined his vulnerable look. He noticed that he should have cut his curly brown hair and tried to make some order in it with his fingers. Hopefully he would wake up in the train and his face would loose this childish look, he thought. He thought that his pee accident was marked all on his face. He looked like an ashamed kid. He silently closed the door behind him and walked toward the train station. It was a thirty minutes walk through the countryside. Evan liked this road in the early morning; the sun was getting up but everything around him seemed to be still asleep. There was only one platform and one train waiting in the small train station. Evan entered in the train and took a seat by the window. He checked one last time that he got his London maps with the direction’s instructions given by Mrs Jones. After a few minutes, the train started. The trip was one hour and a half long and during all this time he couldn’t stop thinking about what happened last night. He was completely disoriented by his pee accident. He had never been a normal child: he grew up quickly and became independent very young. He stopped peeing himself (day and night) at the age of 2 years old and had never experienced this kind of accident before. Therefore he couldn’t stop wondering how it could have happened just before his examination. He was so used to grow up and to be more and more independent that he couldn’t bare this experience of regression. He could feel some tears coming up in his eyes at this thoughts and tried to stop thinking about it. He couldn’t behave like a child. He took one of his book and forced himself to read and tried to focus on his examination. When he arrived in King’s Cross station, he couldn’t believe the mess around him. Masses of people hurrying, screaming, laughing. He suddenly felt his head spin. He was not used to that kind of traffic and he had the feeling that the crowd was going to crush him as soon as he would get out of the train. Ignoring his heart beating faster and faster, Evan got out of the train and tried to find the train station exit. He couldn’t let himself intimidated, he had to be at his exam on time. He finally found the stairs leading to the streets. He pressed his bag against him and almost run to escape the wave of people surrounding him. When he finally got out of the station, he breathed heavily. He had to calm down before facing the examiner. He looked at his map and followed the instructions. He didn’t look up from his map, feeling on the urge to have a panic attack. He was surrounded by streets he had never seen and people in London looked so different from the countryside population that it made him feel completely losr. He thought that he would have love to have an adult which, for once, would have led him to his destination. But his father and mother would have reacted the same way as he did right now. The Three Flowers was a lovely village but it was far more different than London. He tried to vanished these childish thoughts and remembered that he was almost an adult in his family; he had to act like it. After what seemed an eternity to Evan, he finally arrived to the school. He faced the building with complete admiration. The school took place in an old Victorian manor. The teen could noticed so many details on the walls. It sure felt very different from his home school. He was finally pulled out from his fascination by a man who looked very strict. He must have been around 35 or 40 years. His dark hair seemed long for a man – under the ears -, it was cut very strictly and it made his green eyes darker than they originally were. He was dressed in dark colours and had a dark brown satchel. He seemed very tall to Evan, who was quite small for his age, and the man thin body underlined that impression of height. “Are you Mr. Evan Mc Cormac ?” the man asked politely. “Yes, sir. I come for the entrance examination.” Evan responded, feeling a pinch in his bladder due to his growing stress. “I am Pr. Guilbert. I will be your examiner today and I will also supervise your preparation. Please, follow me.” added the teacher strictly. Evan followed the man through the corridors, feeling his stress getting higher and higher. This teacher didn’t look nice at all and the teen was suddenly sure to fail. It was easy to feel important in a small village where education was not the priority, but in a school like this one, Evan felt like he was nothing. Finally, Pr. Guilbert opened a door and let Evan entered first. In the room was only one huge desk at the front and a ridiculously small one in the middle. As he entered he could feel his palm getting sweaty and his bladder pinching furiously. “Take your seat, Evan.” invited the teacher by pointing the small desk. “I will explain to you the examination’s instructions”. He gave the boy a bunch of blank paper and a pen. “You won’t have access to your bag during the exam, please give it to me”. He ordered strictly. As he took the boy’s bag, he could see his multiple London maps and couldn’t prevent a smile, which he hid from the student. “You have to listen very carefully the instructions because I won’t repeat them. The examination is separated in two parts: one is dedicated to writing, the other one is an oral discussion. You have one hour and thirty minutes to prepare the first one and thirty minutes for the interview. Is that clear ?” the man asked. “Yes, professor.” replied Evan. “For the writing part, you will have to submit an organized essay responding to the following question : Is there a better place to learn than school ? Beware, in this essay we don’t want you to defend what you think your examiner wants to read but what you really think about the subject. Is that clear ?” he asked. “Y… Yes, sir.” answered Evan, stressed by the man’s strict tone. “Concerning the second part of the exam, I will ask you questions and examine your capacity to formulate a clear and pertinent response as well as your capacity to extend the question. Now, do you have any question ?” he finally asked. “Yes… Is it allowed to get out of the room for a break ?” Evan asked worried about his more and more frequent pinches in his bladder. “Mr. Mc Cormac, no you can’t go out of the room for a break.” said the teacher, insisting with irony on the last term. “I sincerely hope that two and a half hours of work will not be too much to endure.” he finally added, sincerely ironic now. “No. That’s not what I meant, sir...” tried Evan, but the teacher had already turn back. As Mr. Guilbert sat behind the huge desk, he looked at his watch. After a few seconds he said, “You may begin”. Evan decided not to think, even for a second, about his bladder. He started to write frantically on his paper to figure out a structure for his essay. After half an hour he had found all the essay’s structure and arguments and all he had to do was to develop them. When he switched papers to write his development, he realized that he was constantly moving his legs. He hadn’t realized until now that his legs were testifying his need to pee. Even if his mind had been able to switch of the pee signal, his body was still focused on his bladder. He decided to ignore it and started to write his essay. But at the end of the introduction, he felt his bladder pinch so hard that he had to stop writing. He crossed his legs, furiously trying to make his bladder stop annoying him. He took his pen back in his hand and wrote his first argument. When he finished this first argument, he was quite proud of himself. He had great examples about learning in nature. But then he realized that his left hand was intensely grabbing his crotch. Hopefully, the desk was not showing his legs to the teacher. He could feel his bladder crying for relief. But he knew he couldn’t ask for the loo. He had to endure this horrible pain until the end of the exam. He tightened his hand to his crotch and started his second argument. He managed to finish it without any accident but he had to take a break in his writing to put his second hand on his crotch. He had to pee so bad that he wasn’t sure now that he would get out of the room with his briefs dry. After a few seconds moving back and forth on his chair, he noticed the teacher’s eyes fixed on him. His raised left eyebrow convinced Evan to get back to his writing. With regret he removed his right hand from his crotch and started writing his final argument. But he had to stop in the middle of it to tighten his penis. He had felt some pee dribbled through his penis. He could feel that his briefs were a bit wet in the front. He tried to stop the pee but he could still feel some drops coming out. After what seemed an eternity, his bladder seemed to regain a little bit of control. He finished his last argument and went on to the conclusion. He focused on that very important part of the essay : he had to convince his reader that his development was coherent. He smiled as he put down his pen, maybe he didn’t completely fail finally. But, if he didn’t failed his essay, he actually failed his bladder. Before he could realize it, he felt a spurt coming out of his penis. Now his briefs were soaked. He looked down his pants and was relieved that it didn’t show. But he blamed himself for wearing beige… What a stupid idea. He put back his second hand behind his legs and tried to prevent any spurts of pee for coming down. His bladder was seriously aching and he could feel his hands trembling. He knew he was on the urge to have an accident on his chair, in front of Pr. Guilbert. He suddenly had a great idea: take of his cardigan and tie it around his hips. That way, even if the pee would show a patch, the cardigan would hide it, Evan thought. But as soon as he let go of his crotch to take of his cardigan he felt another spurt coming out and wetting his briefs. He could feel this one was bigger than the first one. When he looked down at his pants he was horrified to notice an evident small patch of pee in the front of his pants. He quickly tied his cardigan and made sure that the leaves would hide the wet spot. He put back his hands between his crotch and prayed for his bladder to be patient. He could feel his face reddening with shame and effort. He wanted to cry so hard right now, he wanted someone to take him to the loo and tell him it was all right. But he was in a classroom with a dreadful teacher who wouldn’t even notice that he was suffering. After this moment of despair, he tried to reason himself. He was a 14 years old teenager, he would not pee his pants ! He remembered last night’s accident and suddenly felt like a very little kid. How could he wet his pants again ? Before he could tell himself more, the teacher called him at his desk. He knew that getting up of his chair without wetting wouldn’t be easy… Indeed, as soon as he got up he felt a small spurt of pee wetting his briefs. He couldn’t hold his crotch now that he was facing the teacher. Tortured, Evan walked to the front of the room. Every step was a nightmare: he could feel spurts coming out. He could almost hear the hissing sound echoing in the silenced room. He couldn’t looked down to see if his pants were showing, but he could definitely feel the front of them getting wetter and wetter. But the teacher’s face showed nothing. He sat in front of the man with relief. He handed his paper and immediately put his hands back to his crotch. He glanced at his pants and noticed with fear that there was a large patch of pee on the front. Fortunately, the cardigan seemed to have hid it from the teacher’s gaze. Evan convinced himself that he would to regain control after he would be sitting, but he was clearly absolutely desperate now. He couldn’t help but fidgeting on his chair. Despite the teacher despising glance at him, he had no choice but to bounce evidently. The teacher asked a first question. It was not a too complicated one for Evan. But his answer was confused. He couldn’t speak properly in his state. He kept trembling and his mouth was completely dry. Before he could finish his last sentence, he felt a huge spurt wetting his bum. Oh no ! His bum was getting wet. He could not hide his accident from his examiner anymore. He had to pee so bad… He bit his lips in pure despair and finished his sentence with pain. He could see his teacher writing down some remarks on a sheet of paper. Before the man begin to formulate his second question, Evan felt a succession of spurts coming out, wetting his bum and the beginning of his legs. “Oh no… No… I’m gonna… I’m… Pee...” he murmured to himself. He could hear the hissing sound of his pee coming out. He furiously hold his penis to stop the flow. He felt his face reddening and tears filling up his eyes. He wouldn’t be able to hide this awful accident to anyone now. He was peeing in his pants. “What did you say ?” asked the teacher, clearly worried now as he saw the kid’s blurred eyes. “I’m… sorry, sir.” said Evan, feeling the warmth of another long spurt. The boy was now clearly crying, not able to keep his tears from falling down his red cheeks. “Don’t cry, Evan. You’re doing just fine, you don’t need to worry.” said the man, very softly now. Mr. Guilbert didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know why the teenager suddenly fell apart. He seemed to have written a good essay and his first answer was good. Was he too harsh on him earlier ? “Do you want to take a break, Evan ?” he asked gently. “No… It’s...” Another long spurt stopped him in his sentence. The pee hadn’t hit the floor yet but he could feel he was completely soaked. “Aaah… It’s too late, sir.” continued the boy, in a sob. “What do you mean it’s too late ? You were doing good so far. What do you need, my boy ?” the man asked, now clearly moved by the boy in front of him. “I need to pee…” answered Evan, feeling completely mortified. “Oh. You can go to the bathroom then. We’ll continue our interview after, all right ?” the man said, surprised but relieved by the triviality of the kid’s need. “I don’t think I can stand up, sir. I can’t hold it...” said the teen. The flow had stopped for now but he knew it would not last. “All right, boy. It’s all right, I’ll help you.” the man said with a smile. He got up quickly and went to the boy’s chair. As he gently hold his arm to help the boy stand up, he saw the huge patch of pee on the front of his pants. “Oh ! You… You already wet your pants, Evan ?” he cried with surprise. “I’m so sorry, sir… I didn’t want to… I couldn’t hold any longer. I tried, I swear !” the boy screamed between his tears. “Okay, boy. It’s all right. I didn’t mean to scold you, I’m sure you did your best to hold it.” the man said gently. “Now, let’s try to hold it a little bit more, all right ?” he asked. Evan nodded. “I’ll hold you, don’t worry. Keep your hands tightened, my boy.” the man continued. Mr. Guilbert placed an arm around the boy’s shoulder and put his hand under Evan’s arm to lift him up. The teacher didn’t realize until now that the teen looked so childlike. He was very small for his age and the man could easily lift him up. They stepped out of the room and took a corridor. They were walking slowly, trying not to hasten the poor boy’s bladder. “No… Oh I can’t. I can’t hold it, sir. Pee… I’m gonna pee.” said the boy frantically. Evan froze and tried to squish his penis to hold his pee but it was too late. They both could hear the hissing sound followed by the sound of pee hitting the floor. “I’m so… I’m so sorry, sir. I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to.” said Evan, panicking. As he talked, the teacher could still see the stream of pee running through the boy’s pants and hear the hissing noise. He was in shock. He surely didn’t expect that when he woke up this morning. He of course had seen some students’ accidents in the past but not like that. He used to put a firm distance between him and his students. Today, there was no distance at all. The panicked boy’s eyes brought Mr. Guilbert back to reality. He faced the boy and crouched down to confront Evan’s eyes. “Darling, look at me. It’s all right. I know you didn’t want to. I’m sure you tried your best. It’s an accident, dear. Do you understand ?” he said, surprised by his own softness. The boy nodded timidly. “I’m taking you to the infirmary were you will clean up and change your clothes and then we’ll finish our interview, okay ?” he asked, holding the boy’s arm. “I have to clean up the mess, sir.” said Evan. “I will call someone, don’t worry.” he tried to reassure. Mr. Guilbert took place next to the boy again and guided him through the corridors with a hand on his back. After a quick clean up and change of clothes, they took their place back in the classroom. Despite his horrible accident, Evan got in the school. He had weekly meetings with his new English teacher Mr. Guilbert every week. The End
  10. So knowing there isn't much Male Omorashi. I have an idea doing so for Solid Snake. Yes. Solid Snake. It's about time we place him in a situation like this. Knowing there is already peeing IN Metal Gear, let's change it around for Snake. Let's break his barriers! He's desperate. Where is this taking place? I will (or we can) then type a few chapters! Let's have fun!
  11. I just remembered another Como experience I had. I don't know how detailed or long this will be as it was quite some time ago. I believe I was about a sophomore in high school. I had just discovered that I was into pee about a year ago and I finally got the courage to start doing holds. I quickly learned that I was very good at them. I could hold for hours without a single leak. And naturally as I kept holding longer and longer I got more and more curious as to how much I could actually hold. I was at the point where I enjoyed holding and masturbating at the same time. I don't know what it was about it it just felt amazing. So I grabbed four bottles of ice mountain and went up to my room to begin. I got on my laptop and pulled up a few of my favorite videos and started drinking. After about two bottles I started to fill up. I could feel myself getting wet so I reached into my shorts and began touching myself. About an hour later I had finished all four bottles and I was filling very quickly. I was nowhere near finishing, but I was fine with that. I was in no rush. But something was different about the way that I was filling. I ws getting so full so fast. So I decided it might be time to let some out before I continued. I walked to the bathroom and sat on the toilet and pushed trying to squeeze a small stream out, but nothing came. I thought I was just nervous that I would let it all go if I let any out so I pushed a little harder, but to my dismay I couldn't pee. I ignored it and went back to my room. I would just hold a little longer, maybe if my need was greater it would come out. I went back to my room and lay in my bed cradling my agonizingly full bladder. It seemed that with every second that went by another ounce would filter into my bladder. I had to pee so bad I was sweating. But I was still enjoying it so I wasn't too worried. Soon I decided I wanted to let a little out. So I went back to the bathroom, but the same problem occurred. Nothing would come out. At this point I was beginning to panic a little. I didn't want to tell my mom I couldn't pee. I also didn't want to admit to what I had been doing. So I sat not the toilet for a while begging my muscles to release and let out the contents of my bladder. But they refused. At this point my bladder was beginning to ache. I needed to pee so badly and I couldn't. I was worried that I had actually hurt myself. I decided to pretend to take a shower. I turned on the water and paced my bathroom floor. I cradled my bladder, rubbing it i soothing circles with my free hand. I could feel my bladder spasm as it tried to release its contents, but nothing came out. I was so full that I could barely breathe. But still I couldn't pee. I had to bend over to get a full breathe in my lungs. I was in so much pain that every step sent jolts up my entire body. But I continued to pace. I needed to fix this. Finally after four hours of not being able to pee I turned off the shower and let the faucet run. I let the warm water surround my body and lay on my back in the tub. I relaxed my body and a small stream of pee leaked out of my urethra. I moaned as the pleasure washed over me. It felt amazing to finally release after holding against my will for so long. But my relief was short lived as my muscles contracted and the stream stop shooting a pain up my urethra. I groaned and curled in on myself. I needed to get this pee out. So I relaxed my body once again despite my pain and let my pee leak out of me once again. In very slow gently burst my bladder began to empty. My bladder had bulged out so far that I looked pregnant. I watched as my bladder began to shrink in my belly. With every drop that emptied I felt another wave of pleasure. After what felt like forever my stream finally ended and I lay in my tub completely drained and finally empty but also so turned on. My faucet was already running and I was already on my back. I'm sure you can do the math.
  12. I think most of us owe Akira Toriyama a thanks for helping us discover this kink of ours, because quite a few personal stories I've read trace it to when as a kid they read this well known comic called Dragon Ball that had a brief bit of Bulma Briefs peeing her pants in fear after being saved. I'll never forget the day I first saw this image. I found out the pissing happened through TV Tropes and their trivia about how in the episode it was just a sparkle but in the comics she completely pissed her pants. Up until that moment having not yet seen or read that part of the story (though Bulma was very familiar to me, as I would look over the shoulder of kids on the bus who were giggling over the infamous 'no balls' setup and flashing gag) so I had just thoughts in my head of how this scene played out. This was when I was just starting to grasp that the idea of a grown woman urinating in her clothes turned me on, so this was a curiosity for me that was about to set a fire. So one day at the mall I went in the book store and knowing I had time til I'd be picked up I found and scanned the first volume front to back and back to front, trying to pinpoint where this scene happens (TV tropes mentioned it on the page for episode 2 for some reason?) and after going thru it a couple times I finally landed on the page I was looking for. Holy hell, it was better than I imagined, and as cheesy as Viz's dialogue was it was perfect for the moment. I stared at that panel at least five minutes in total, reading before and after and then rereading Goku saying "All's swell that ends swell" and Bulma crying out "What's so swell about peeing my pants?" as urine drips down the sky like a mini waterfall there's no point in hiding it. By the time I put the book up (it was a few years til I worked up the nerve to buy that scandalous book) my own pants were rather sticky, and mind you this was the first time such a thing had happened for me in public. The part of the story that bridges the gap from there to me being here now is for another time, but one way or another that blue-haired beauty has played a key role in getting me deeper and deeper into this - as my username and avatar plainly illustrate. So this thread will be where I dump new fan art for Bulma. An album will come but I wanna open with this: Since the one and only dress wetting drawing that exists in the manga that sparked this fetish for me is a very small one I decided to start by making it larger. Traced to be perfectly aligned with the pen strokes Toriyama first put down, I have three versions to share. One is essentially a stencil, do as you like with it as it's not mine, it's merely a tracing. I also have two colored versions here, one of the ink chosen by Viz for their online release years ago that I keep as an avatar, and the other keyed to the scene as its presented in the anime. I plan to do more recolors when the time presents, but my pee art is one of my many time consuming hobbies. A lot of what crops up here will be a matter of when I'm simply in the mood. So as always hope you enjoy and please give feedback and suggestions. I might like some of your ideas and push them thru ;)
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    This animation is the second request I have managed to attend to, and was requested by Delomo. Delomo's request involved one of the RWBY characters Blake using the restroom with Yang busting in, clearly desperate to pee. Unable to hold it, she shares the toilet with Blake to relieve herself. So...I don't watch RWBY, but something that I have deep inside me called common sense told me this is a scenario that can literally work on our own twisted little world...so I decided to make it on a more light heartened entertaining level. I used alot of sound effects, and had some background hilarity in addition as well; so I'm sure everyone will get a laugh. Once the two are in the bathroom, it'll focus more on the usual scheme of things. I absolutely hated working with these models...I choose them since they had skirts. Since I can't model, I have to rely on the illusion that they have their pants down for this to look real. But the skirt physics were all over the place, as well as the hair. I had to record in clips instead of one overall big clip which is what I did for most of my stuff, because I had would have align them back up and then record again. It was so staggering since it made what should have taken only to 4:30 AM to finish last night to 7:20 AM. Still, I like the final result and Delomo had positive feedback for it so I accomplished what I intended for this. I wonder though...will people be able to figure out what Demoman was doing in this video though? Panties by amiamy111 Pee effect by E教授: Park stage by おやぶん Take on me meme motion by 1234ruru

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  14. My favorite wetting videos are the ones where girls pee themselves and there is a very loud hiss as she does it. The force of the urine leaving her body drives me wild but they're pretty hard to come across from just doing basic searches. What are the best wetting videos (and diapers too) with pee hissing? I'm a straight guy but if there are some videos of guys wetting diapers with a loud hiss I wouldn't really mind
  15. What did you wet the first time you peed yourself on purpose? For me i think I was about 13 and I peed in my white underwear lol and then showered in them to clean them up a bit. I remember feeling so scared and excited to do it. Then I realized how naughty and fun it was.(: please comment your experiences!
  16. I'm a very avid reader, and I love it when I come across an omorashi scene in a book. There are a few forum posts about this, so I'm guessing some of you do too. The information on the forums is great, but it could be better organized. That's why I am proud to present, in the vein of the Full Compiled Anime/Manga List Project (this one https://omorashi.org/topic/23841-full-compiled-animemanga-omorashi-scene-database-project/ )... THE PEE BOOK LIST! So here's the link: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1OEsBsyySn_63MRT0hbofWyJNOt9foxvxmbyFtKQT0s8/edit#gid=973794901 And here's how it works. Title, Author and Genre: Pretty self-explanatory. Character: This indicates the age and sex of the character(s) in the omo scene, Man, Woman, Boy, and Girl. For teenage characters, Boy and Girl are used. Tags: These are some indicators of what the scene features, such as desperation, outdoor peeing and fear wetting. Rating: This category is only used for the comic list. It's basically the same one as the Pee Movie List, with ratings of Explicit, Stream, Wetness, Tame and implied. (No Audio rating; not sure how that would work in a comic.) Link: A link to the book for your reading pleasure. Nine times out of ten it's a Google Book preview which will take you right to the scene in question. I currently have all the books listed in this thread: https://omorashi.org/topic/29379-the-return-of-book-omorashi-scenes/ , plus some of my own, and I'll add the ones from the older longer thread in the near future. If you find a new scene you can post it here (the list isn't open to editing) or at the link above and I'll add it to the list. Let me know what you think. Enjoy!
  17. I recently got a drawing tablet and i've been having a lot of fun making art and experimenting with it. Here is a wetting drawing i made with my tablet. I intend on making more art and sharing it here. Story: Nineteen year old Alexis Bailey is the star athlete of her university. She excels at many sports. Today she's competing in a citywide championship 10 mile race. At the start of race day Alexis over sleeps and has to skip her morning pee as she rushes to catch the bus to take her to the race. As she arrives at the start line she feels a strong urge to pee. Alexis ignores her ever worsening need to pee as she outruns everyone else. As Alexis approaches the finish line she starts to leak uncontrollably. She continues peeing as she sprints towards the finish line, coming in first, and a little wet.
  18. **NOTE: This is a story I wrote for ME. I have finished it and will publish it in parts. Here’s the first: CHAPTER 1 Sasha was a good and very attractive store manager. Assistant manager that is of the hardware store. She was tan, Puerto Rican and a body like a Victoria secret model. All day in the hardware store where she was the only professionally dressed one she wore a black jacket, black boots, gray dress pants and tied her hair in a ponytail. She had worked half of her twelve hour shift and was already feeling those coffees from this morning reaching their limit in her. Her legs could not stay still as she tumbled around everyone on the busy Memorial Day weekend. “Don’t block the door please!” She said as she headed out of the back room turning towards the bathroom. Right there she was stopped by an old lady employee named Dana who blocked the bathroom door to chat. “Oh hey Sasha. Hey did you...” But Sasha squirmed in place annoyed not caring what her worker was saying. She wanted to tell her to move it or I’m going to explode in my pants like a bursting water dam! Jess worked in paint and was sort of a heavy girl but the weight was on all the right places. Tight white pants and black shoes and light blue tight shirt around those big breasts that made guys jump out of their pants. In her late twenties as well, Jess almost peed herself multiple times at work and knew the humiliation would be too much to handle. But as she mixed paint she moaned every now and again cause her pants dug into her waist. Feeling like a stream would leak out and she slouched trying to hold it. Jorey was almost at work. A garden associate, she was average looking but very pretty and a cool girl to talk to. Thin, but cute face with glasses, tied up brown hair, jean shorts that were tight as hell and made this hot day worse, and a blue shirt with her black shoes. Her father hogged the bathroom all morning so she was still holding in a load of pee in her. Since her car was broken her sister drove her to work, good thing she be out at closing because everyone in her house worked late too and she wold not have any rides. Jorey asked, “Ana can you drive faster!” She grunted. “I’m going to freaking piss my pants. Hurry up!” She felt her bloated belly push against her tight jean shorts, her exposed white legs crossing. “We’re going speed limit chill!” After a while they turned into the store and Jorey said bye to her sister as she raced out of the car. She sprinted by Jess and Sasha who both squirmed (Sasha was called to the front desk before getting to go) and Jorey did not have a lot of strength left. She lost so much weight staying on a vegetarian and fiber diet but strength lacked. With her legs tight closed as she tumbled she reached the bathroom but “No no no no no!” Jorey shook in fear as a CLOSED FOR CLEANING sign blocked the women’s room. Jorey in humiliation squirmed in place. She’s never had to pee so bad. It was a boiling heavy load wanting to escape NOW! People watching and giggling at her desperation made this so bad and embarrassing she couldn’t imagine how bad an actual accident would be. Her heart raced as panic ruptured through her only making it harder to hold. “E-excusse me!” She said form outside the door to the male janitor sweeping the floor. “Are you almost done yet??” She could barely focus as she sweat and squirmed like hell. She need that bathroom NOW! ”I’m cleaning,” he said. Jorey was sweating, shaking, lips trembled, filled with fear, nervousness and a lot of pee! She bounced. “I’m kind of fighting a losing battle out here!” She almost burst right there as tremendous pain roared that was a huge sting trying to stab out of her. “One second sweets !” The old janitor said. He flushed the toilet to clean out with the chemical inside and the flushing sounds almost made Jorey explode. Her eyes widened from the pain and panic. “Oh come on come on come on!!” She said. He left and she ran in so fast. She slammed the stall door closed, unbuttoned her jeans, felt two small drops hit her panties as she was bursting. Everything was off just in time as a stream so powerful shot out of her into the toilet and splashing the water like madness. “AHHHHHHH!” Jorey moaned in a calm relief. No accident. She felt the painful pressure vanish as her belly deflated. Thank God. She needed this job for school. But no way anyone shows their face after an accident like that. Amazed that she went so much the water actually filled and hit her butt cheeks. She wiped, flushed, out to work. Outside the stalls, all were occupied and a girl ran past Jorey into hers. Jess and Sasha stood behind two customers in lines squirming. They looked so sad. Their hearts racing as they held their loads of urine in impatience and agony. Jorey clocked in and walked down to then stores garden wing. “Jorey!” Her Department manager Beth said as she ran past all the customers. “Thank God you’re here! We had one call out and Justin got fired this morning so we’re very short. Stay on the ball today ok?” “Roger that.” Said Jorey as she saluted smiling. Jorey was told to start lifting sacks of fertilizer onto the shelf. She did, and each lift on this hot day made her sweat and become very dehydrated. Her coworker with a weird crush on her, John, walked over and offered her a water from the fridge. “Oh thank you!” She said. She gulped it down so fast. To be continued....
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    The great thing about walking around bottomless is it's so easy to pee! Vesper likes to show off while he does it.
  20. Heyyy everyone!! It has been a little while since my last story, so here's a new one!! This one is super long because there was so much I was able to do! If you want to skip straight to the action, it's pretty packed from paragraph 3 on! There's an abandoned building near where I live that has been sitting, vacant, for quite some time. I've never paid much heed to it and don't even know what it originally was, but an article in the paper caught my eye in passing this past Tuesday. It has been scheduled for demolition in the near future. I've been dying for another pee adventure lately, so a lifelong dream immediately came to mind: If it's abandoned and scheduled for demolition, nobody will care if someone...perhaps...makes a bit of a mess around the place . At that moment, I knew I had plans for this weekend! Agonizingly, I waiting for today (Saturday) to come. Finally! A little earlier than most Saturdays, my alarm awakened me with a start. I leaped out of bed and started downing water right off the bat. I ate a good breakfast, threw on some ratty clothes and cheap flip-flops, and waited for 11AM: The time I set to start my adventure. I drank enough water throughout the morning that I was making a trip to the bathroom every 45 minutes or so. Finally, 11:00 rolled around and, skipping the bathroom before heading out, I threw a backpack with a change of clothes and 4 water bottles into my car (I meant business today), and sped off. Within 10 minutes, I pulled into a parking space down the street from the abandoned building. It stood there, as it had for years, completely still and silent. The only difference now is that it was surrounded by caution tape. Ducking under the tape, I cautiously approached. The urge to urinate was already beginning to form, but I wanted to ensure there were no other explorers before I started having my fun. Nobody else seemed to be traipsing around outside, so I tried the exterior doors--all locked. No worries, I thought, eying a busted window as the urge to pee loomed in my mind. I slid in through the window, taking care to avoid cutting myself on any jutting glass, and quietly stepped onto the cold tile floor, ensuring not to step on any glass shards. I was in a small office-like room, adequately lit by large windows on all sides. A small doorway led into what was presumably a hallway. A little burst of adrenaline surged through me, sending my heart pounding and teasing my bladder. I carefully explored every room, making sure I didn't have any company. It was totally vacant. I was getting really excited now! I glanced at my watch. 20 minutes had passed since I pulled up, and I was really feeling it, though I wasn't quite to the point of desperation just yet. I retrieved one of the bottles from my bag and took a swig. Anything more would've been painful. I returned to the hallway, which was dim, despite being midday, but I could still see well enough to navigate, which was good because I totally lacked the foresight to bring a flashlight. Where to go first? I'm not accustomed to being able to pee anywhere I want in a building that's not my apartment. I scanned the hall and my eyes rested on an obvious first choice. Let's make a mess of the men's room first, I mischievously thought. I set my backpack down against the wall and pushed open the door, which creaked loudly and slammed shut behind me, echoing through the empty hall. The men's room was well-lit, thanks to a frosted window on the far wall. I jittered with excitement as I looked at my options. There were two sinks, two urinals, and a stall. I pondered for a few moments as the desperation built. I was getting to the point of being fidgety. I gazed longingly at the urinals, but decided to exercise some patience and save them for later. First off, why not wet myself? I've always appreciated the irony of a good bathroom wetting, and now I'd be doing it in the men's room! I moved to the middle of the floor, turned to face the mirror behind the sinks, and grinned cheesily at myself. The left half of the mirror was shattered, but some still remained on the right, so I shifted over to where I could see myself clearly, then backed up to the point that I could see my crotch. I danced a little, up and down, grabbed myself for good measure, and then succumbed to the pressure. There was a brief pause, where everything seemed perfectly still. Then, I felt a spray of urine abruptly douse my panties. I cracked a smile as I felt warmth pour into my pants, drenching my lady bits and butt. I looked up at the mirror and saw a wet patch forming between the legs of my jeans, running down my thighs in little streaks. I could hear a little hiss and let out a half-sigh, half-laugh as fluid cascaded down my legs. From the view in the mirror, I admired the flood that was swiftly conquering my pants, right in front of two urinals. Urine began pouring out of each pant leg, leaving my feet and flip-flops gleaming in the light. It was exhilarating! While I was still peeing, I turned around, my flip-flops splashing quietly in the puddle that was forming beneath me. I turned to look at my butt, which was also glistening with flowing moisture. I briefly wished I could stand there making a mess all over the men's room floor forever, but then I remembered I had other places to pee afterward! Finally, the stream came to a trickling end. I was so hydrated, however, that every few seconds, I could shoot off another spurt of pee into my jeans. I giggled and looked around at the mess I made. I was completely soaked from the waist down, my jeans now considerably darker than when I started. There was a giant puddle in the middle of the floor, slowly trickling toward the floor drain. The novelty hadn't worn off yet, so I didn't want to leave the men's room. Finally, however, I surrendered and went back out to the hallway, where I could grab some water. In the hallway, as I finished off the bottle, penis envy hit me like crazy. What I would give to be able to whip out a penis and walk down the hall, showering the walls in pee! I thought, jealously. As I was wandering down that trail of thought, it occurred to me: We ladies would have it so much easier if we could relieve ourselves without removing our pants and without making a mess, just like guys. With virtually unlimited freedom, I figured I could give it a shot! I wandered the building, still soaked in my own pee, while I continued to drink and wait for the urge to build back up. In about 15 minutes, I was nearly dancing around again. I dashed back into the men's room, this time to a urinal! I splashed through the puddle I left before and made my way to the taller one, which wasn't far below my lady bits. I shivered with excitement (and admittedly some cold, since my pee-saturated pants had long since cooled off by then), and goosebumps raised on my arms. Unlike my last urinal encounter, it didn't matter how much of a mess I made--I was already a disaster! I undid my jeans and pondered how I wanted to do this. I was determined to pee through the fly in the name of some deluded concept of gender-urine-equality...or something . I pulled off my jeans long enough to remove my panties and relish in being naked from the waist-down in the men's room. I set my panties down, draping them over the sink, and put my jeans back on. If I can make this work, I'm going commando everywhere for the rest of my life, I grinned to myself as I tried to orient myself over the urinal. There's no way this will work, I thought, laughing at the ridiculous stance I had assumed. I had my legs stretched far apart with my hips thrust as far forward as I could. I was pressing my jeans against myself as hard as reasonably possible, with my vulva peeking out from the undone zipper and button, my labia held open with my free fingers. "Here goes," I muttered, and began to relieve myself. Initially, I was a little shocked! The first stream of urine shot out cleanly and straight into the urinal! I let out a quiet cheer, which proved to be very premature. Within seconds, pee shot off to the side and, really, everywhere. I felt the familiar warmth dripping down my pants and I wrestled with my urethra and the surrounding hardware--or lack thereof. My hands quickly became drenched in the effort, and the legs of my jeans were darkened anew. Pee splattered all over the front of the urinal, off to the side, into my pants, and on occasion, actually into it. This whole endeavor was leaving me more excited than I could've imagined. I thought I was going to orgasm right there, with my vagina hanging over a men's urinal! When the contents of my bladder came to a trickling end, I noticed I was trembling, the room felt like a furnace, and I had faint residue of sweat forming on my goosebump-covered skin. I closed my eyes and stood there for a good while, simply taking in the ethereal pleasure with the front of my jeans gaping wide open. My whole body was tingling with excitement and I had chills. I'm not entirely certain how long I stood there, trembling, drenched in pee, my pants wide open, in front of the urinal, but it felt almost as though I was going to fall asleep. After a brief eternity, I shook myself back to sense. I felt weirdly worn-out, but I wanted more--I needed more. I stayed there for hours chugging my water and peeing wherever my heart desired. It was amazing! After I thoroughly trashed the men's room (and of course, tried the urinal several more times), I peed all over the floor of the office I entered though, and even managed to pee a splotch against a wall with moderate success! Finally, it was nearing 3:00PM and I had consumed the last of my water. For today's final hoorah, I waited until I had to pee pretty badly, then stripped totally naked (in the men's room, of course) except for my flip-flops. I briefly looked into the mirror and appreciated the female anatomy that had conquered the gent's bathroom for the day. Then, I started peeing, watched it gush from the folds of my labia, and ran for the door, pee streaming all the way. Urine streaked down my legs and pattered to the floor as I streaked out of the men's room and down the hall. It was incredibly liberating and absolutely thrilling! I felt like a ridiculous child, but reveled in my nakedness and the trail of pee I was leaving all over the building, giggling with joy all the way. I must've looked 100% ridiculous. A grown woman, entirely nude, running around peeing, while giggling like a little girl. Sadly, it came to a dribbly end, at last. I went back to my backpack, oogling the mess I'd made over the course of the afternoon, grabbed my fresh clothes, and replaced them with my soaked jeans and panties. I wanted to enjoy being naked a little longer, so I refrained from getting dressed until I made it back to the window I climbed into. I popped a squat and peed one last spurt for good measure, before drying myself with my shirt, and then putting on my clean clothes. I climbed back out the window and drove home, tingling with excitement all the way. I turned on the shower and proceeded to masturbate like I never have before! I hope you all got at least half the pleasure out of this that I did!!!
  21. Version 1.0.0

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    Hello again. MKFan200 here with another animation...at a whole whopping 5300 frames! Geez! I'm actually shocked on this one because I didn't intend for it to go on that long; but it ended up doing exactly that. What a pain...I won't be doing another like this one for awhile now. It's actually longer than 2:30 minutes; which was not the intention. I made a small story for this...Kairi, Namine, and Xion are on a vacation at a getaway resort; and have their own little cottage to themselves. During that morning, all three girls are feeling the effects of drinking too much juice from a party yesterday...now they all really have to go! They didn't even bother getting dressed because all three are that desperate...but alas...the bathroom has only two toilets!? Who will go first!? I had this one done for awhile now; but it was only now that I decided to upload it. This one had numerous problems due to the models...all of them had SOME issue that I ran into while animating this. Even now in completed state, the Namine model is going to look weird. Idh why...perhaps it was because it was a base model for rigging clothes on...that's really it...I have nothing beyond that guess. I also had to use two Kairi models for what I was going with (one wearing underwear, one nude)...which is why you'll see her panties change color when she's taking them off. And for the life of me, I can't find a model for a pair of white panties that isn't attached to a model...so I had to make do with what I had. Still...I made do and a couple people (1 person) said it looked great prior before release...so I hope you all enjoy this one. To the individual who was reviewing my animations, I did try to make it transparent...but I need to play with it more before I try that more often. If the transparency isn't set to the right spot, it ends up looking like water...so it'll look more solid for a bit until I get better with it. In addition, I updated all of my videos...all of them now have credits to where each resource used was found. CREDITS Kairi and Namine in underwear: Reseliee Xion: I was unable at this time to find the maker...I will have to give a raincheck on the credit here for now Toilet: MocaAngel Nude Kairi base: Kazuki9484 Bathroom: swiftcat-mooshi Outside stage: MMD3DCGParts Doors: ろっし Panties: amiamy111 Pee effect by E教授: 水/液体/流体シミュレーションver2.0

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  22. Okay I know this isn't omo as such but I wanted to share it anyway. So I got home from work and there was a thunderstorm. It was almost pitch black outside and rain was thundering down. I hadn't gone to the bathroom all day at work and had been drinking tea. I waited until my family was away then decided I'd do it in the garden for a bit of fun. I figured I'd get away with it as it was already raining. My neighbours have a view of my garden so I had to be discreet. I started by taking my underwear off and sitting on the back step (I wear a skirt). I then peed a little onto the path. I then stood up, stood with my legs apart a little and peed onto the grass. It felt so good! I then went over to some dirt and squatted down near to my cat, pretending to pet her (in case the neighbours looked!) And peed into the dirt. I let out most of my pee there. I really wanted to do a standing pee on the fence or a distance pee (I can pee standing) but the neighbours might've seen me. I stood up and let out the rest of my pee, standing on the grass. I really want to try standing and peeing outside properly, though. I can aim and piss standing into a toilet. I'd love to try it on a wall or a tree sometime like a real dude ;).
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