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  1. This is going to be a series set before/during/after the events of splatoon 3: side order. There will be heavy spoilers. There is going to be a bit of pearlina because it's practically canon at this point. (lesbian ship between characters pearl and marina) and maybe some agent 24 [agent 3(captain) x agent 8(eight)] This takes place within the same au(?) as the other story I made on splatoon with Eight and Cap. Chapter one - a desperate day on tour Pearl woke up on the Off The Hook tour bus. She nestled herself out from under her wife to step out and stretched her arms. As she checked her old squid phone, which she really had to replace soon, she shot up in alarm. Their next concert was in one hour and she wasn't even dressed! She quickly ran to wake her wife Marina and they bolted into the venue. "Holy squit, why didn't I set an alarm!?" Marina scolded herself as the duo ran into the building. "Probably got distracted by that nerd stuff your working on!" Pearl teased "Once you see what- oh whatever!" Marina huffed. The duo got to their dressing room and without wasting a second started getting ready. Pearl threw on her spacesuit jacket - made from real space grade materials - and leggings, while Marina slipped on her bright orange pants and jacket. Some loved their new look, while others hated it. Pearl thought her wife looked beautiful in her orange getup. But there was no time for that, the concert was in thirty minutes! The duo applied their makeup and were ready just in time. Off the Hook walked on stage to a round of applause, audiences waving green and pink glow sticks in the air. They began the concert with their usual banter, trying to give the people the dynamic they all know and love from the idols. They jumped into their debut song, Ebb and Flow, first. It was just then, while singing her first line, that she noticed something. She really had to pee. Within the stressful morning, not only had she not gotten a chance to pee, but there weren't even any bathrooms in the backstage area of the venue. Pearl began to think through her options as they continued their songs. About an hour into the concert, she hadn't come up with any solutions but damn she needed it bad. "Alright, everyone! I think we should take a quick break. We will be back in about 30 minutes. In the meantime, don't get cooked! Stay off the hook!" Pearl yelled as she walked off stage. She pressed a button on her jacket and her mic made a clicking noise, signaling that it was muted. "Hey Pearlie!" Marina caught up to pearl. "Did you happen to see any bathrooms back here?" Pearl could see Marina's calm demeanor slipping. "That's exactly why I called that break, I am about to burst!" Pearl complained at she hopped from foot to foot. "T-to answer your question, I don't think there is. Were gonna have to get creative." "The break room had a couple of pretty big plant pots! The dirt looked really dry so we could probably go in those without fully saturating it!" Marina suggested, panic creeping on the edge of her voice. "That's as good a plan as any right now!" Pearl said as she and her wife bolted to the break room. Pearl practically ripped off her leggings and panties and positioned her crotch over the pot. Marina followed suit, but couldn't make it to the other pot. In a last minute decision she sat on the pot pearl was already using. She has failed to consider that this would put her clit directly in the stream of pearls piss. Marinas gates opened, and she released a jet that could rival the stinger in terms of concentrated power. "H-holy shit, 'Rina you had to go way worse than me!" Pearl exclaimed "I'm honestly impressed, like how strong is your bladder, girl!" "Well back in the Oct- Mmhh!" Marina began to say something, but was cut off by moan. "Holy shit Pearl, I think im- AHH!" Pearl stared at her wife as green ink shot all over the dirt in the pot, covering the whole dirt area. Marina has just inked. Marina had inked because pearl had peed on her pussy. Pearl didn't know what to think, but she knew what she felt. "Hey, Marina... I'm like super horny right now and I don't know why." Pearl admitted, voice completely absent of shame. She figured someone who had just had an octogasm from being peed on would be in no place to judge. "Oh! Uh, ok!" Marina blushed and looked down at the floor. "Well maybe we should experiment with this after the tour?" She shyly suggested. "Uh, yeah!" Pearls face went red "good idea."
  2. Hey everyone! This is my first story written here, so I’m open to any feedback. My main motivation for this fic was a severe lack of Link in Legend of Zelda omo stories, or male stories in general, so I had to make my contribution. Enjoy! After a long week of fighting moblins, bobokins, and skeletons with nothing more than a club and some meager branches, Link had finally made it to the Lookout Landing. Exhausted and ready to collapse, he was taken to the emergency hideout, and fell into a deep sleep. When he awoke, he went to ask the eccentric researcher Purah about his new mission. They discussed his past and the four natural phenomenas to explore over a clear blue pitcher of ice fruit juice. “Careful Link! This juice has potent power,” Purah warned him, her large eyes blinking as she studied him, not unlike a specimen in a laboratory. Link, who had been living off of no sleep and raw meat, was delighted by the crisp and refreshing beverage as it glided down his throat and settled cool in his stomach. He gleefully chugged almost a gallon of juice before he remembered his manners. After drinking it, he felt a different aura around him, as if it had some kind of effect on him. Purah, observing his confusion over her round glasses, laughed and told him that he was protected from hot terrain. Link nodded in appreciation, realizing how much colder the his lower half was becoming. Purah clapped her hands. “Alright Link! I know that you just got back, but I need you to meet with the search party up by Hyrule Castle. They’ve been searching tirelessly for you.” Knowing his duty, Link nodded and stood up. As he rose, he felt a slight pressure in his bladder, and walked off to search for an outhouse. Behind him, Purah’s voice echoed across the field. “Link! Hyrule Castle is that way! It’s important that you find the search party as soon as possible.” Internally, Link groaned. It definitely would have been smarter to go before going on his mission. But Purah’s voice seemed insistent, and considering the state of the world right now, she was right: he didn’t have any time to lose. He turned and lightly ran towards the wooden arch marking the exit of Lookout Landing, with every impact of his foot on the ground ever so slightly jostling his bladder. Once out of view of the small village, Link slowed his pace to a less uncomfortable speed and started to look for a tree or some cover to let go. He found a small cluster of trees, and walked quickly toward it. After a week of being out in the wild, with few people around, his bladder was used to being able to pee anywhere, and it certainly was strained at the moment. He stepped in front of a tree with his hand on his belt, ready to loosen it, when the ground in front of him began to rumble. The tree in front of him suddenly ripped itself out of the ground and with its roots crawled to him. Link jumped back and fumbled for his ax. In his hesitation, the tree whipped its head back and hit him hard. He flew back and hit the floor, feeling his health diminish and a sharp pain below his stomach reminded him of his first unfinished mission. Ignoring his need and grabbing his weapon, he swung at the trunk over and over, until at last only an unmoving log of wood remained. He briefly considered peeing on the trunk as payback, but ultimately decided that that was too petty, even for him, and scanned the area for more hidden enemies. After his impromptu battle, his need had substantially grown, but he had lost some health, and needed to replenish it first. Link pulled out a potion of healing and after a second of hesitation swallowed the entire flask, whose contents seemed to go straight to his bladder. Finally in front of a real tree, he pulled himself out, ready to release himself. However, when he was undoing his belt, he noticed how cold and firm his skin was. Aiming himself at the tree, he just couldn’t go. In disbelief, he pushed his muscles harder, urging his sphincter to relax, but nothing seemed to come out. Apparently, his excess drinking of the ice fruit punch had overwhelmed his body. Link exhaled in disappointment and put himself back away. He’d have to wait until the effects wore off and his inner contents melted. Taking more careful steps now, Link walked towards Hyrule Castle to find the rescue team. The sooner he could get this over with, the sooner he could return to Purah and she could help reverse his condition. As he made his way towards the castle, he passed by a villager leaning up against a tall sign, clearly in need of support. Link was never one to ignore someone needing help, but he needed to get to the search team. He’d come back later and help. Coming over a hill, Link stopped and felt a sinking feeling. There was a bridge over a river in front of him, with a massive Hinox sleeping in the middle of it. He’d either have to fight the Hinox, or find another way to cross the river. Since he didn’t think he had enough weapons or health to fight the Hinox, he sighed and made his way down to the river. He could hold it. Even after sleeping for a hundred years with his stamina, health, and memories dwindled, he still had his determination. At the edge of the river, the rushing sound of water was not doing Link’s bladder any good, and he squeezed his legs together for a second before stepping into the river. The cold water shocked his entire system, and he inhaled sharply. Now that he was in the water, he couldn’t stop his mind from wandering, how just a day ago he’d let go in a river similar to this one, how wonderful and freeing it felt to stand and alleviate the pressure building inside him as his pee flowed into the water below. Now in his current state, that euphoric image was making it harder to focus. But somehow a small drop made its way out and into his pants. Surprised, Link tried to see if any more would come out, but none did. Even so, he was glad to see that his situation was temporary, and he would find relief soon. Swimming in the river, Link sorely wished he could release himself in the water, but pushed through. He safely made it across the river and arrived at the ruins. Entering through the cracked stone archways of a dead civilization, Link’s desperation had skyrocketed. His clothes were still wet, and they dripped as he walked, reminding him with every step of his growing need. After that single drop he had released, Link’s bladder had sorely complained, needing to let go but not having any means to do so. He started to get worried about the time. It had been about half an hour since that one drop, and after none had come. Link was never that great at math, but he realized how soon he’d needed to find the rescue team and get relief fast. Just as that thought crossed his mind, he spotted a uniform-clad figure in the distance, and strode towards them. A guard was standing there, and she looked surprised to see Link, especially with such an uncomfortable gait. Seeing the inquisitive look on his face, she explained that the captain of the rescue team, Hoz, was at the top of the tower in the castle. Though his face didn’t show it, Link was dismayed. The tower the guard gestured to was far, with a long curved ramp leading up to it. He groaned and painfully started to walk up the winding path, feeling the weight of his bladder with every step he took. When he got to the tower, he needed to climb the walls to get to the very top. Giving himself a small squeeze, he jumped up and started scaling the walls. As he jumped up the walls, his bladder screamed out at him, but he scrambled up and found Hoz waiting for him. As everyone else had, the captain jumped and remarked on his presence, and talked about the destruction and their mission. Link had heard this speech before. His focus faded, and he gripped himself as subtly as he could through his pants as Hoz rambled on about Hyrule and his team lost in the depths. Link absolutely could not take it anymore. His desperation was at a level he never thought he could experience, and his pain below his stomach was like no other, a sharp constant pain that demanded to be released immediately. He didn’t even notice a bright light during the conversation. Finally, Hoz stopped talking, and told Link to go report back to Lookout Landing.Thank god, Link thought. At last, he’d be able to get some help from Purah. He yanked out his Sheikah Slate, or he supposed now it was called a Purah Pad, and tapped the nearest shrine to Lookout Landing. He felt himself rise, and everything went black. Rematerializing near Lookout, his feet hit the ground with a jolt and he doubled over, hands wedged between his thighs. He hobbled like this up the stairs, taking one hand from his crotch to grab the railing, and flung open the door to reveal Purah reading over some papers. Her inquisitive eyes lit up when she saw him, and it was obvious what his dilema was. “Oh, poor Link! Must’ve been the ice fruit, I warned you!” She leaned over Link’s shorter stature, scanning his entire body, hunched over in desperation. “But oh, this is fascinating! I’ve never had someone ingest so much ice fruit before! May I?” She motioned towards his tunic, and Link nodded hurriedly. Purah’s hands reached under the fabric and lifted it, exposing Link’s bulging bladder. She brushed her fingers across his stomach. His muscles involuntarily twitched and he let out a soft moan. “Wow! It’s ice cold! I need to write this down, this could correlate with so many more experiments-“ she stopped when she saw Link’s expression of pain, and her gaze softened. “Right. Of course. I have just the thing to cure you!” She walked over to her table of plants and glowing liquids and began to prepare a solution. Link was obviously impatient, but he marveled at Purah’s skills as she deftly handled a series of potions with uncanny precision. She was a little quirky, but had a good heart. Link admired her passion; he trusted whatever she said to do. As she worked, Link crossed his legs and let out a soft whimper against his will. Purah clicked her tongue. “Ah ah ah Link! Be patient, I’m almost done,” she chided him. Sweat beaded on his face. As she turned around with a small flask, her expression changed and she lit up in a way Link did not like the look of. “Actually, I want to try something new.” Link’s face fell. He was so close to relief it brought tears to his eyes. Purah tried to placate him: “Please Link! It’ll only take a minute, and you’ll get relief so soon! It’s important for my research,” she said with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. “I’ll make you a durian pie!” That was the final convincer, as Link’s main motivation was food. It must be important if she was willing to make such a rare dish. He stiffened, straightened up as much as he could, and nodded in agreement. Purah twirled in happiness. “Wonderful! Let’s go!” She grabbed Link’s arm and led him to the Skytower. Inside the Skytower, Link couldn’t help but marvel at how tall the structure was, but his need had become his highest priority. He turned to Purah, wanting to get whatever her twisted mind desired over with as soon as possible so he could release the pressure that had been building in him all day, from the near gallon of ice fruit juice and the health potion. “Okay! Here it comes!” Purah pressed some buttons on a device next to him, and suddenly four metal arms shot out from the floor, clamping each of his limbs and raising him about a foot off the ground, prying his hands from his crotch. He gasped and his eyes opened in alarm, looking at Purah with incredulity. She laughed again. “Don’t be afraid, it’s alright! This is so I can observe you properly.” She winked at him. “Oh, here’s your promised potion.” She raised a flask of orange liquid to Link’s mouth, and he gulped it down, the potion running down his neck as he swallowed. Immediately he felt a burning sensation travel down his throat and spread throughout his body, but more importantly he felt something loosen in his bladder. His muscles were back to working again! “Just a second, Link…” Purah hummed as she jotted down some notes, looking at his stomach. The potion had done its job reversing his situation, but it had done too well, and Link had begun to sweat again, panting from the heat and inability to hold his legs together, now that his bladder was working again. Carefully, Purah removed his tunic, revealing red patterns on his stomach from the potion. She gasped in awe and started to take some measurements, wrapping a soft ruler around his stomach, and again neglected to see the look in his eyes, pleading to be let go. “Oh I’m almost done, be good, won’t you?” Purah grabbed Link’s chin and tilted it up towards her, smiling at him with a mix of satisfaction and discovery, and he blushed under her intense gaze. She really seemed to be getting a kick out of his situation. All Link could do was nod and occasionally let out a small whimper as his legs clenched against his clamps, unable to press them together. He was now completely at her mercy. After what seemed like an eternity, Purah finished her fussing over Link. “Okay! Just one last thing…” She brought over a heavy ceramic pot, not unlike a chamber pot. “I need to collect some of your urine for my data,” she explained patiently, but he wasn’t listening. At this point Link didn’t care where his piss went, just as long as it went out of him. He jerked his head towards his belt, and Purah’s nimble fingers removed his belt and moved his pants out of the way. Now positioned over the pot, Link let himself go. Starting as a small, painful trickle, pushing his muscles quickly led to a jet gushing out of him. He moaned involuntarily as his pee rattled against the ceramic, a sound that quickly turned into a splashing sound as the pot began to fill up. And it was filling up fast. Almost too fast. Purah realized as soon as Link did that the pot she had brought, as large as it was, was not going to be big enough for the poor young man’s bladder. He looked at Purah in panic, and after hesitating, Purah came to her senses. “Yes, that should be more than enough for my studies! If you can stop yourself for a second, I’ll let you down, and you can finish going somewhere else, okay?” Link feverishly nodded and tried to make his bladder stop. At first, he kept going as usual, and his sphincter didn’t understand how he had to stop when he had already been going. Gritting his teeth, he was able to squeeze his muscles enough to slow his stream to a trickle with a grunt, and his bladder once again screamed at him to keep going. When he was only dripping into the almost overflowing pot, Purah pressed some buttons on her device, and the clamps slowly lowered Link to the ground. As soon as he was on the floor, his hands flew to his crotch. He savored the feeling of being able to hold himself, and even after all he had just let go, stopping in the middle had made him want to go even more! Still dripping with every step, he shoved his way out of the tower’s curtained door and stumbled towards a group of secluded bushes. With no one around and absolutely nothing stopping him, Link whipped himself out and relaxed to his heart’s content. He tilted his neck towards the sky in pure ecstasy, and squeezed his eyes shut as he fully released himself. His knees buckled, and he continued pissing a hearty storm, kneeling in the grass. His euphoria was immense, and the pleasure he felt immeasurable after releasing all that pressure. When he finished, he buckled himself up, stood, and went back to the underground emergency tent to rest. Tomorrow he would go help that villager with his sign. Tomorrow he would go to the depths to find his rescue team. Tomorrow he would save the world. Again.
  3. Version 1.0.0

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    Although I said I wouldn't do another compilation like the Kohri one, I noticed that Almost all of cocomachi's works were online. That combined with the fact that the cocomachi comics I did translate got lots of views, I realized that people love his work so I decided to translate them (I love his work too). Plus, I was able to get access to the remaining comics that weren't available online, therefore this file contains 10ish never before seen cocomachi comics! This includes all of the FANBOX comics/colored images, and the pixiv comics that were worth translating. HUGE shoutout to the people who were able to get me the missing comics. This compilation would not have happened if it wasn't for them. I hope you guys enjoy! If you cannot/don't want to download this file, all of the images are available in this album: P.s, I made sure to put them in a ZIP file this time, and I further organized them into separate folders. Also, in regards to the comics about the woman who peed into the toilet while on the phone, I put the original version as well as a version with text that I added. I wasn't planning on doing that but I was a little disappointed there was no text, and while trying to imagine what she could be saying, that dialogue popped into my head so I decided to just edit it in. Maybe you'll like "my version" better, but if not then the regular version is still in there.
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  4. Tina fiddled around with her suitcase as she was ready to board her plane, waiting for their flight to be called. She suddenly felt a slight twinge in her bladder and looked for a bathroom near by. "Flight from Incheon International Airport to London Heathrow is boaring now." Something she didn't want to hear, but it would be okay, she could go after take off! Tina and around 50 others boarded the plane with ease, thanking the flight attendants as they walked on. Tina walked down to business where another 5 people joined her, although all spread out through the cabin. She eventually found her seat and put her suitcase away, buckling into her seat as she listened to safety precautions. Her bladder began to feel a little more full and what wasn't much of an issue turned into a large problem, fanning her legs in and out, her thighs squeezing her vulva in between. The plane was ready for take off and Tina could finally relieve herself, although to her surprise, a man a few seats away had beat her to the punch. She marched on the spot with a hand gripping her crotch, her head held low from the shame of potty dancing infront of strangers. "Ohhhh sir...are you done, yet? I-I need to use the toilet!" Tina knocked, only to hear a grunt and sniff from a grumpy man who was clearly taking his time. "Excuse me? Miss?" Tina turned around on the balls of her feet to see a flight attendant looking at her with pity, a hand on her shoulder from empathy. "You're going to need to sit down as we seem to be going through mild storms." "B-but...I really need to use the toilet...I...I need a wee." Tina whimpered, with no care about how pathetic she sounded. Her hands gripping tightly at her crotch, her lip quivering from pain. "I'm so sorry, miss. You're going to have to sit down. There isn't much I can do." She continued to pity Tina as the man came out of the toilet with no shame. Tina whimpered and opened her mouth to object, only to realise that she wouldn't be able to do much about this. The mess of a woman sat back down and clipped her seatbelt in, tugging at it so it didn't rest on her bladder to tightly. 20 minutes went by and the seatbelt seat was still on. At this point, Tina bounced crazily in her seat, raising her hips up and down as she grabbed her pussy with brute force, holding back tears from the pain of her aching bladder. Out the corner of her eye, she could see the same flight attendants smile softly, obviously sharing her sympathy for Tina and her full bladder. "Oh my god oh my god oh my god...I'm gonna pee my pants...I'm gonna wee on the seat!" Tina mumbled to herself, spluttering and almost sobbing. Her train of thought was interrupted by a different flight attendant bringing over a nicely put together sandwich on a white China dish. "Here you are, Miss, your chicken sandwich. Please let me know if you need anything else!" "U-uh actually, I was wondering when I'll be able to use the bathroom. I'm quite desperate for a wee and might have an accident soon." Tina winced, still grabbing herself. This flight attendant was a little less empathetic than the last and just said. "We don't know just yet." This wasn't what Tina wanted to hear. She only wanted to hear- DING! Tina unbuckled her seatbelt and flung herself out of her chair, jogging up to the bathroom with a leaky bladder, piss rolling into her pants. A smile spread across her face as she realised she'd be able to release her bladder, but unfortunately...she wasn't so lucky. "Um, excuse me. May my daughter use the toilet before you? She's been desperate and is on the verge of having an accident." The mother held the daughter's hand, an awkward smile spread across her face as she watched this woman bounced around and wince in pain. Tina didn't want to let a 12 year old little girl wet herself on the plane and nodded, backing away from the door as the mother thanked her frantically. At this point, Tina's relief was so far away that she was a minute away from wet pants. She sat in her seat and moaned to herself, both hands grabbing her leaking vulva and pressing against it. Her bladder was slowly dripping its contents into her underwear, giving up on her. "O-oh no, no no no, no hold it hold it hold it!" Tina slowly bucked her hips, sweating and squirming as her legs fanned in and out with haste. Eventually, Tina found her tiny drops turn into singular streams and was at a loss for what to do. She found herself digging around in her bag to pee in something but only managed to find a plastic carrier bag. 'It's gonna have to do...right?' Tina thought, hestiant at whether to pee in her plastic bag or not. She was running out of time and found herself pulling her knickers down with one hand, some pee leaking out onto the seat. She positioned her leaky vulva and let her stream go, shakily but quickly. Tina moaned aloud, turning away from the strangers behind her as her bladder let itself go into the bag. The hissing echoed but no one seemed to hear it or they just didn't care because of how full their own bladders were. "Ohhhhh fuck. Oh that's good, haha." Tina smiled, finally relieved from the pain of her bladder. She eventually stopped her stream and wiped the remaining pee off of her vulva with the bag opening. Carrying it to the bathroom was an awkward experience 😅 Let me know if y'all want me to carry this story on from different perspectives like the FA!
  5. Found a very cool girl named PuuGirl on packing with is a adult social network in Brazil and on her profile she said she did personalizad videos as in you can tell her what to do So bored out of my mind I decided to give it a shot and what I got was far better than anticipated the girls work is really good I asked her to play out a scene where she has to pee and the bathroom os locked since it always interested me to know how a girl holds her pee and stuff (hence iam here) She drank a 1L bottle of water and by the 3 hour mark she was visibley desperate holding herself while describing the whole thing. How she feels her bladder heavy and by the end how she crosses her legs and plugs her peehole with her hand as to not pee By the end she manages to not lose herself by seconds and does it on the toilet It's a very heavy file so here you go https://mega.nz/file/zNNGAZ6Z#A0YTYtnel4zasiBZQ1AfQpG7W3bhtWnvD9fmFPPlAFw Take that as a invitation to go check out her work the girl deserves it https://www.packzin.com.br/perfil/puu_girl
  6. Does anyone have the latest album DLSL-617 ? Including peeing on taxi and pulling aside underwear. The title in Japanese is 悪徳ノンストップタクシー下車不可 意放尿
  7. Version 1.0.2

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    It took a long time, but I've finally managed to accumulate all of the comics from the artist Koorimizu. His comics were the reason I became a scanlator in the first place, as I really wanted to know what they said. After a year and and a half of scanlating experience, I was finally able to do these comics justice. I hope you guys enjoy. I tried my best to edit them, but this is the best I can do At the moment with the skills I have. Sorry if it's not to your liking. Also, not all of these were scanlated by me. Shout out to @Geist @OmorashiFan59 and @Umbrellaz for doing some of his comics. Also, shout out to @d3str0yfor giving me the translation to the Inunoutsuwa hitonomizu comic. I Credited each of them to their respective comic. As Kohri makes new comics, I will update the file accordingly. If you can't download this file due to your rank not being High enough, or you not being an omo.org member, I have an album containing these comics right here:
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  8. hiiii I just thought i would share the experience I just had! I've been horny all day and planning to have some fun tonight. So any time I've had to pee, I've made myself wait until I finished some thing, or it was a certain time, or the episode I was watching ended. It was getting close to bedtime, and I like to get really high when I play with myself, it makes my body feel so good when I orgasm, and I drift off to sleep. So since I needed to get the ball rolling, I made myself wait even longer to pee, until my eyes were watering the need was so bad. My plan was (is) to hold it until I can't anymore, then get ready for bed and set up my toys, then finally let myself pee. But I didn't want to pee in the toilet, because I wanted to feel humiliated. I didn't want to wet myself because I showered earlier, and I'm lazy. So I grabbed a large McDonalds soda cup from my nightstand, dumped out the ice, and hiked up my dress in the middle of the bathroom. I had taken my panties off hours ago, to feel myself get slick thighs. I felt so dirty standing there in the bathroom trying not to leak on my hand as I tried to position the cup at my pussy lips. When I finally got it, my body took over and i just let go. I peed so forcefully and so quickly while still feeling such an urge that I got worried it would overflow. I decided that risk made it feel naughtier, and so would a puddle that I have to clean up. It was so close! I peed so much but missed the top of the cup by maybe an inch. Now I'm sitting here in bee, dirty panties put up back on to soak up the pee that was still on my lips, toys in front of me, and telling this story is making me feel so dirty that I think it's time to take care of business.
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    Support the developers here. I have heard the English MT one has some bugs, so I would upload the original one. I did not encounter any of those bugs when playing this one (except some softlocks if you click too fast). I hope it remains the same to you. If there is any other person who has uploaded the original one please do inform me and I would delete this as fast as possible.
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  10. 1,332 downloads

    I’m not sure who this is but it hits all my favorite things: hot girl, holding a full bladder, masturbating while holding, and measuring.
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  11. i’m fortunate enough to have a partner that’s into pee enough to indulge my fantasies. they’re always telling me when they’re desperate, always letting me listen to them piss (literally never thought i would be into that but here i am), and (when i’m ready) they say they’re down to involve it in the bedroom and it literally drives me insane how amazing they are. cut to today, i’m feeling extra horny and decide to have a little fun and tell them. normally i’m pretty quiet about when i’m doing piss stuff but today i let them know i was going to leave work without using the bathroom like i normally do. i get pretty desperate at the end of work because that’s when i get motivated to actually hydrate, so i figured considering that and the fact that i had no time to go and was already feeling pretty desperate, it was the perfect time to fuck around and make myself really really desperate. (and this story takes a slight detour where i describe /another/ time i got super desperate at home because i was thinking about it today.) so i left work at a good 60%, with a full bottle of water. my commute can take up to 2 hours depending on how traffic decides to flow so i’m going in fully prepared to sit there desperate for that long. when i sat down in my car i really started to feel it weigh on me and honestly it made me so excited. i was wearing black leggings and a black thong so i was ready and fully prepared to piss my pants if it was needed. first hour in i drink about half of my water bottle. i’m stuck in the middle of traffic and honestly, got an adrenaline rush from it. at the same time, i’m thinking about the last time that i got desperate — i was in my room and i woke up in the middle of the night with the biggest urge to piss i’ve ever felt in my life. i could barely climb out of bed before i was sprinting to my door and i stopped because i could already feel myself pissing through my panties. i was crossing my legs, trying to keep it together but i could feel it running down my legs so i gave up on the door and hobbled over to my garbage can, pressing my thighs together and trying to change the garbage bag so i could put a new one in so i could you know, PISS in it. mind you i finally managed to stop it from flowing out of my panties. they were soaking wet — i remember the way it stuck to my pussy. anyway, i changed the bag successfully, and i guess my brain decided it was time to lose control again and then i was pissing once more. didn’t even bother pulling my panties down and turned around and pissed directly into my garbage can. even though i leaked all over the carpet i managed to still piss a decent amount which was honestly kind of incredible. the only saving grace in my mind was that i knew it was all water. anyway, sidetrack aside — at hour 2, almost home, i’m starting to really feel it. i know when i get up it’s gonna readjust and i’m gonna be fucked, basically. so i pull into my garage, ready to probably let go on the ground there, and lo and behold, my mother is there. and she wants to /talk/ too. so there goes that idea. cue me talking to her for 15 minutes, subtly potty-dancing in my large coat. if she wasn’t looking i’d be grabbing my crotch at this point because i can feel the liquid right at the very start of my hole starting to leak out. and as good as it feels, i was not going to be pissing myself in front of her again (see my other post for that). eventually she stops talking to me and i have time to fill up my water bottle and go upstairs and start my shower. my earlier desperation had faded so i decided to play my favorite game—shower while desperate to piss. all the water all over makes it so hard not to let go, so i knew it was perfect to get me back into that mode. i started to take my clothes off and immediately felt myself switch from ‘holding it’ to ‘barely holding it’ in 3 whole seconds. pee leaking out of my pussy as i try to take my pants off barely, basically soiling my underwear before peeling them off and hopping in the shower. the whole thing was torturous, really, but i didn’t pee. just bounced from one leg to the other until i finished and hopped out. a wave of desperation hit me and i clutched myself, searching for my soiled underwear and peeling them off with full intention of pissing through them in a last minute attempt but, nothing happened. so i drink some more water, and leave the shower. because clearly, i’m not there yet. fast forward to after i hobble into my room and manage to lock the door, i didn’t last much longer. right at the door, i started to leak in my panties like no one’s business. i started grabbing at myself trying to figure out whether to piss here or on the bathroom floor, i decided to get funky and piss in this empty vase in my room. or, i made it empty, it had flowers from people at work but i decided to toss them in something else and piss in the empty vase instead, all while pissing myself throughout the process. i have learned that once i start, its pretty hard for me to stop. so i hovered over the base and pissed through my panties inside. god, it felt so good. an entire half day’s worth off piss made it in there, minus whatever leaked on the floor at the end. i plan on telling my partner everything but had to write it out first. anyway, clearly i’m in a rare mood today. i hope you all enjoyed a bit of it 🙂
  12. Chapter story about a girl with a shy bladder ending up in situations with no suitable bathrooms around. Hope you'll enjoy it! Word count for all chapters: ~16,000 Chapter 1: Gone Skiing Avery is sitting in the passenger seat of her friend's car. It's the middle of December and one of the first days in weeks where it's not unbearably cold out. The sun is warming the front windshield and melting the snow there, just like Marcus had said it would when Avery had asked him if he didn't need to scrape the windows properly after he'd deemed the four-by-four-inch peephole he'd made in the snow on the windshield, "good enough". "What is this brightness stabbing my eyes, I think it's— it's the sun! Marcus, I can see the sun! Feels like so long ago," Avery teases, looking over at Marcus, the corners of his mouth twitching with a held-back smile, his bleach-blonde hair sticking out from under his beanie. "Ha ha, when you get a driver's license and a car, you'll first hand get to experience the peril of scraping the windshield every morning from November to February." "I'll do it with pleasure," Avery answers, actually meaning it. She likes it when things are prim and proper. Her apartment is by no means spotless, but everything has its place and her family has always teased her for being a bit of a neat freak, and sort of inflexible. These facets of her personality are part of the reason why she lets out a startled gasp when the exit to the ski center comes, and goes, outside the car. "Relax, Ave, we're still going skiing, but I heard of this great track just a few extra minutes from here, and there's less risk of us getting cussed out when we don't get off the track fast enough for the maniacs shredding the tracks like they're gunning for a gold medal in cross country." "Yeah, you're right, I just thought you missed the exit. It's fine," Avery says, trying to convince both her and Marcus that it is indeed fine. It isn't though. That's the other part of the reason why the sight of the ski center swishing by has her heart rate shooting up. She has to pee. She knew right at the start of the day that she would need to pee before they got out in the tracks, which is why she likes the ski center. They have nice single-person bathrooms, and no risk of getting interrupted or people hearing her … go. But this rogue, out in the wild, far from civilization (okay, ten minutes from the city, probably three from the ski center) was not likely to have any sort of bathroom. But it's fine. She'd gone plenty out in the woods when she was younger, just squatting down and letting it flow. She could do that. It's fine. "Okay, we're here," Marcus says, pulling up the handbrake with a creak, and turning off his old Toyota. "I'll get the skis out, see if you can find the start of the track, should be over by that, uh, what's it called, hut?" "The windbreak?" Avery says, looking to where Marcus is pointing and the small wooden structure nestled between the trees. Marcus snaps his fingers, "That's it. The track should start there." 'Should start there', Avery thinks, the ache in her bladder making her more annoyed than she usually gets by Marcus's hit-or-miss attitude to everything. She trudges over to the windbreak, the swishing sound of her snow pants rubbing together the only thing breaking the silence around her. At least there's no sign of there being anyone else here. The track is where Marcus said it would be, and it looks like someone's been avid with the upkeep. "It’s here!" she calls back to Marcus, who gives her a thumbs up, both pairs of skis held firmly under one arm as he picks up a backpack from the trunk and slamming it shut. She has to tell him she needs to pee before they hit the track. She can feel her cheeks start to burn at the thought of telling him, hoping that the cool winter air will keep her skin from turning crimson. "The guy who recommended this track said that the shortest circuit is about one hour, and we get back right over there behind the wood, uh … ” “Windbreak.” “—the windbreak, yeah. So, do you need to go pee before we get going? I’m sorry there’s no bathroom, but there’s literally not a soul, other than us, here.” No amount of arctic winds could keep her cheeks from turning red after that. Marcus and Avery have known each other for most of their lives, and they’ve always shared a love for being out in nature. In the summer they go on long hikes—that Avery carefully plans to hit bathrooms along the way—and in the winter they go skiing. Avery realizes that she’s been stupid to assume that Marcus hadn’t picked up on her bathroom habits along the way, but he just seems so … scatterbrained most of the time so she just didn’t think he noticed those kinds of things. “Uh, I— yeah. I’ll—” Avery stammers out, pointing her thumb towards the windbreak. “Behind there. Just— keep a lookout, for people.” “Will do,” Marcus says, smiling at her. Oh God, that was so awkward, Avery thinks, making her way behind the windbreak and unbuttoning her snow pants, pulling them down, and squatting. The fabric of the snow pants bunches up between her legs, and it’s difficult to find a good position to sit in. The snow sinks down, and she almost loses her balance. The cold air feels strange against her skin, and it’s— no, she can’t do it. She can’t relax enough to get even a drop out, and when she hears a twig snap somewhere inside the woods she quickly stands up and gets her clothing back on. Her bladder throbs in protest. “You're the one who wouldn’t let anything out damn it, stop complaining,” she grumbles to her bladder under her breath. When she gets back out from behind the windbreak Marcus has already strapped on his skis and is tightening the wrist straps on his ski poles to fit snuggly around his wrists. “See, told you there’s no one out here,” he says, flailing his ski poles out into the air. “You good to go?” Shit, he thinks I’ve gone. I mean, of course he thinks that, why wouldn’t he? I was probably back there for way too long. Just, play it cool, Avery. “Yeah, just gotta strap these bad boys on,” she says, grabbing for the skis stuck down into the snow, promptly knocking them over. Play it cool damn it, not … whatever that was. Marcus just laughs, and after a couple of minutes, they are on their way. It’s a really beautiful day, snow crystals shimmering in the air, the late morning sun shining through the trees, casting long shadows across the ski tracks. Marcus is in front of her, keeping a good pace, his strides long and even. Avery is glad that he can’t see her, cause she is decidedly not taking any long and even strides, every try at lengthening her legs making her abdomen pull tight over her aching bladder. “There’s a pretty steep hill up ahead, Ave. Alright if I work up some momentum? I wanna skate up,” Marcus calls back at her. “Yeah, go ahead, I’ll catch up,” Avery answers, even just the act of shouting, the tensing of her core, making her bladder feel even fuller. I’m not going to make it. What was I thinking?? We’re barely even ten minutes in, and he said that the track is an hour long, and that’s just to get back to where we parked. She looks around her in panic. Marcus is already well on his way up the hill. She could just go off the track, into the forest. But … there are only thin, tall trees as far as she can see. Except—she looks up the hill where a majestic spruce tree is stretching up in the sky. She knows Marcus is going to be waiting at the top of the hill, and that he’ll give her that quizzical look of his when she runs behind the spruce to take care of business, but at this point, she doesn’t care anymore. She sets off, reaching the bottom of the hill, determined to get to the top as fast as possible. She stabs her ski poles into the snow, getting good leverage to push forward, but just as she pushes away there’s an explosion of warmth in her underwear. No, no, no, this is not happening, she thinks, her hands flying to her crotch, grabbing herself as hard as she can through the thick material, but there doesn’t seem to be any more pee forcing its way out. Shit, I tense up too much when pushing away, I’ll have to side-step. She gets off track and starts side-stepping up the hill. The positive thing about this method is that there’s no extra pressure on her bladder. The negative thing is that it takes much longer, and time is not something she has any excess of right now. Not if she wants to make it out of this with at least part of her dignity intact. She’s halfway up the hill—almost getting hopeful—when an intense urge hits her. It almost feels like her bladder is fluttering, and Avery doesn’t know much about bladders, but she’s pretty sure they are not supposed to do that. She’s never felt her bladder do that. She freezes up at the unfamiliar sensation, she doesn’t even dare to breathe, a vague fear that even the expansion of her lungs might be enough to push her bladder over the edge. The urge seems to pass, and she thinks it’s over, that she can get the rest of the way up the hill without incident. Then she feels it, the tell-tale tingling of urine trying to make its way out, and with it, a swooping sense of dread settling low in her stomach when a gush of pee warms her underwear. She gasps, clenching as hard as she can, willing her bladder to hold on just a bit longer, and after a couple of more gushes, it seems to settle down again. She looks down at herself. If she didn’t have snow pants on she would surely see a wet spot spread across her crotch, reaching down the insides of her thighs, but so far the snow pants are not showing anything on the outside. She continues stepping up the hill, her breathing fast, and not only because of the effort needed to conquer the hill. The wetness in her underwear makes it feel almost impossible to keep holding it in. As if the escaped pee is teasing what’s still left in the bladder, urging it to come out. Avery feels her eyes start burning, tears gathering and rolling down her cheeks. The cold air stinging at the wet skin. She knows she’s at her limit, the tiny bit of control she has left stretching thinner and thinner. She reaches the top of the hill. Marcus is standing just a few feet off, looking out into the distance. Avery looks over at the dense spruce that would have given her all the privacy she needed, but it’s too late, her control snaps. It starts with a few hesitant spurts as if her bladder can’t believe it’s finally getting relief, questioning her decision to let it release under these circumstances, in front of someone, in her clothes. It doesn’t take long for her stream to pick up though, the relief after holding on for so long feels too good to resist, and she can hear a low, muffled hiss. She gasps, it’s so warm. It’s pouring down her legs now, soaking the thin tights she chose to wear underneath her snow pants, the fabric quickly becoming saturated. She leans onto her ski poles, seeking a bit of support, discreetly looking down at herself, panting as she keeps emptying her bladder, relief mixing with shame. I’m just standing here, wetting my pants like a child, how could I let this happen?? Her snow pants are still not showing any signs of what’s happening, except—oh no. There are a few drops making their way out of the bottom of her pant legs, yellowing the snow between her skis. The stream is tapering off, but Avery is still standing there in shock, tears dripping down onto the snow, breathing labored. The snow pants are feeling heavy, and her tights are sticking to her legs. “Ave?” She doesn’t want to look up. “The hill kicked your ass that bad?” Marcus laughs, but there’s a hint of worry in his voice. “Hey, Ave, what’s—” A loud sob stops Marcus from finishing his sentence, but it doesn’t stop him from hurrying over to her, leaning down to try and meet her gaze. To try and see what’s wrong. “Avery, what—did something happen? Are you hurt??” Marcus says, the concern in his voice only making Avery cry harder. “I-I’m sorry,” she gets out between sobs. “What are you talking about?” Marcus has his hand on her back now, rubbing it, trying to soothe her. “W-we need to turn back,” she says, sniffling, straightening up again. “Yeah, of course, Ave, I just— are you okay?” he says, and at the look he gives her, worry mingled with that sympathetic kindness that she has seen first-hand on numerous occasions, she knows that she wants to tell him. Even if her cheeks are heating before she even gets her mouth open. “I’m okay, I just—I need a change of clothes.” Marcus looks are her with confusion, his eyes scanning her body, all the way down to her feet before opening wider. “Oh …” he says, before breathing a sigh of relief. “God, Aves, I thought something was wrong, you had me really worried.” Marcus furrows his brows, “But I thought you—” “I-I couldn’t … go, back there. I guess I have a shy bladder or something, or I—I know that I have that. That’s why I usually plan ahead so I know there are bathrooms where we’re going.” “Yeah, I’ve sort of noticed that. Sorry that I changed the plans last minute, I didn’t know it was a big thing.” “No, it’s—I’m the one being difficult here,” Avery says, blushing. “I’m sorry, but could we—” she says, nodding towards where they came from. “Yeah, yeah, let’s go back,” Marcus says, stepping into the tracks again. “Can’t imagine it’s very comfortable being out in this cold with wet pants. And oh, I got my gym bag in the car, you could borrow my gym shorts? If you want.” As embarrassed as Avery is about this whole situation, she’s happy it happened with Marcus and not anyone else. “Yeah, that’d be nice. Now get going before I push you down the hill.” “Jeez, aggressive,” Marcus laughs, and pushes off, Avery following close behind.
  13. View File SL-594 SL-594 - Explosive urination scenes of women who find pleasure in the urge to urinate. (Aphrodisiac mixed drinks) Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 02/21/2024 Category JAV Collections  
  14. I'm making myself finish writing this post before I pee again, and it'll become clear why that's a substantial challenge in a minute (even though I peed less than an hour ago)-- I'm starting to write this post at 7:45 PM. A little context-- I have certain chronic illnesses that make hydration both extremely important & very difficult to attain. I take sodium/potassium capsules to help with this, and even under normal conditions I'm supposed to drink 3 to 4 liters of fluids per day. Between this and my interest in omorashi dating back to elementary school, my bladder capacity is quite high-- somewhere around 1300 mL (5 to 6 cups). In typical circumstances, even at my most desperate, I rarely leak. But these aren't typical circumstances. For one, I'm moving across the country (United States), driving from the West Coast to the Midwest. My previous home was less than 30 feet above sea level; the motel I stayed in last night was at 3700 feet. I'm fairly certain I went to bed last night dehydrated, because I barely had to pee at all when I woke up this morning, but I was in a lot of physical pain (possibly related to a car crash on Thursday just before I started the road trip) and couldn't stand for long without nausea & dizziness. I was willing to do just about anything to reduce those symptoms. So, after taking some over the counter pain meds, I decided to drink as much as my body would tolerate, even though I knew I'd be on the road for 8 to 9 hours & hydrating that much would make me need to pee just about every hour. As I've said, I can & should drink as much as I do because of an underlying medical condition. If your doctor hasn't recommended this level of fluid intake, DO NOT TRY IT YOURSELF. It WILL make you sick if your body doesn't need it. Even I rarely drink this much; the higher elevation & my symptoms this morning led me to conclude this was the best course of action, and I'm feeling substantially better now, so I believe I was right. I started off the day with a 1.5L bottle of alkaline water, over the course of 2 to 3 hours (starting around 8:30 AM). Less than halfway through that bottle, I ordered & finished a large (30 fl oz / 890 mL) iced coffee. I checked out of last night's motel at 10 AM, and by 11:30 AM I'd consumed around 2.4L (81 fl oz) of fluids, including around 200 mg of caffeine. Since most of that was consumed between 10:45 AM and 11:30 AM, I only started to get desperate around 12:15 PM, 35 minutes from my next planned rest stop. I got to the toilet there without leaking and pissed for what felt like forever. By the time I left the rest stop 20 minutes later, after walking my cat around for a bit, I already felt a bit of pressure in my bladder, but I chose to ignore it and keep driving. And, since I knew I needed to stay hydrated, I drank a 20 fl oz (590 mL) bottle of BodyArmor within the following 45 minutes. This was, quite obviously, a mistake. My bladder can hold a lot, but even if I was as full as I've ever been, there was still a liter of fluid filtering into my bladder before I drank that BodyArmor, and I was entering a major metropolitan area, where there aren't any rest stops and the interstate was incredibly bumpy due to poor maintenance. By 2 PM, I was so desperate I just searched for "public restrooms" along my route & chose the closest option-- by then, every bump in the road hurt enough to make me audibly gasp or whimper. When I got to the public restroom around 2:10 PM, it was in the middle of a park. I was so full I didn't even notice signs on the bathroom doors until I'd walked around the building, looking to see if there was a door without a keypad, as I thought that was my main obstacle. I finally stopped to read the signs-- the restrooms were closed for the season. At that point, I started to panic a bit. I knew I couldn't possibly make it to another public restroom, & there was no guarantee it would even be open. I always wear an incontinence pad when I'm on road trips, just in case-- and I ended up needing it, because as I tried to think of what to do, I started to leak. I didn't soak the pad, so I was still in the clear, but I didn't have long to figure out a solution. It was a public city park in broad daylight, I couldn't just duck behind a bush or tree and relieve myself there, as I've done in more remote locales when the restrooms were unexpectedly closed. Then I remembered-- I packed at least half a dozen underpads meant to protect surfaces from accidents. I grabbed one of these, laid it out on the driver's seat, pulled my panties, leggings, & pants down just enough to avoid pissing on them, and tried to pee as slowly as possible. Given how full I was, it was agonizing, and even as parts of the pad got soaked, my bladder felt just as painfully swollen as it was when I got to the park. I tried to put dry parts of the pad directly against my urethra to make sure nothing leaked onto the car seat, because it's a rental and I didn't want to risk leaking on the seat. After doing this a few times, I was clear-headed enough to remember the 30 oz plastic iced coffee cup. I wasn't sure it would hold everything, but it stood a better chance than the padding. So I squatted on the seat, positioned the cup, and let go. Sure enough, I heard the cup nearly fill up before I was empty. But as I tried to remove the cup, the rim got caught on my clothes, and I accidentally spilled probably half a cup of light straw-colored piss onto the seat. This spill gave me just enough room to finish emptying my bladder, which I gladly did. I found a gallon ziploc bag in the car and put the used underpad in it, then poured the piss out of the cup into the bag. I then put an underpad absorbent-side-down on the seat before I got back on the road, at around 2:40 PM. [It's currently 8:15 PM and I'm very full, struggling to focus on writing, but I need to finish this before I let myself pee...] In the next hour or so, I drank a 28 fl oz (840 mL) bottle of caffeinated BodyArmor-- also a mistake. I stopped to get gas around 3:30 PM, but I didn't need to piss too badly at that point, so I got back on the road without finding a place to pee. I made it another 35 minutes down the road, to the next rest stop. By then, I was again bursting at the seams; I leaked several times as I made my way to the toilets, and someone saw me in a very obviously desperate state as I tried to contain the leaks before I opened the door to the building where the bathrooms were. By 4:20 PM, I'd emptied my very full bladder for the third time in less than four hours. I'm fairly certain the only color in my piss that time came from the B vitamins in the 48 fl oz of BodyArmor I'd drank; in all, I'd consumed nearly 4 liters of mixed fluids since waking up, including 340 mg of caffeine. [It's 8:25, I'm standing up and dancing to hold my piss as I try to finish writing this post...] I drank a 12 fl oz (355 mL) can of sparkling water soon after getting back on the road. I stopped at 5 PM; even though I felt a fairly strong urge to pee, I didn't, instead buying a 15 fl oz can of an extremely strong coffee drink (containing 300 mg of caffeine), which I finished by 5:30. At this point, Google Maps didn't show any rest stops between my location and the motel, which was still 2 hours down the road. I figured I'd find a gas station or, if I could hold it until after sunset, pull over and pee on the side of the road. By around 5:45, I knew I was in trouble-- there didn't seem to be any gas stations nearby, I was bursting to piss again, and it wasn't dark enough to get away with peeing outside. I considered stopping and peeing in another gallon bag, but then I saw a blue sign around half a mile down the road. It was a rest stop not listed on Google Maps, a mile down the road from the sign. I got there at 5:50 PM and rushed into one of the single-stall restrooms. The toilet was a vault toilet and it was very cold, but I didn't care. It was better than pissing in my pants or the car. As I got back on the road for the last 40 minutes of the drive, I started drinking another 1.5L bottle of water. I was very full by the time I got to my motel room, but I tried to bring as much in as possible before rushing to the toilet sometime before 7 PM, probably 15 minutes after checking in. After emptying my bladder again, I finished the remainder of the 1.5L bottle, putting my fluid total at around 6 quarts (1.5 gallons or 5.5 liters) plus 640 mg of caffeine, which had filled my bladder to bursting 5 times in less than 6 hours. It's been probably an hour and 45 minutes since I pissed and I am so full I can't fucking stand it any longer but I'm trying so hard to finish this post before I leak... I also need to go get myself dinner, which will probably lead to further desperation after I relieve myself again. Fuck, I'm about to leak. I need to go I'm. I'm about to piss myself idk if I can even get to the toilet at this point but I'm gonna try... Update #1 [around 10pm, after dinner]: I'd pulled down my pants & started to sit down on the toilet when I started pissing uncontrollably. Had to clean up a small puddle from the bathroom floor, but it could've been a lot worse. I haven't had much to drink in the last hour, just another 355mL can of sparkling water. I'm probably going to drink a 19.2 fl oz can of hard cider & another liter or so of non-alcoholic fluids before I get ready for bed; I'll edit this post again with any updates. Might try to get some pictures once I get desperate again-- I'm planning to piss at least once more before I sleep, since I don't want to wet the bed in a motel room. Update #2 [11:40pm]: Drank a liter of water plus the whole can of hard cider in the past hour and a half, feeling a fairly strong urge to pee but I'm definitely not full yet. That puts today's fluid total at nearly 7.5 liters, or over 1.8 gallons, and I've only pissed 6 times since I started drinking water this morning. I've had 1900 mL since the last time I peed around 3 hours ago, and I somehow still feel thirsty. [11:55pm] Fuck, the booze is hitting & I rarely drink anymore so I'm always caught off-guard by how intense the diuretic effect can be. Not to mention I had most of the water after the alcohol, so it's probably starting to rush to my bladder at this point. [12:20am] Can't ignore the pressure anymore. Lots of typos I'm trying to correct as I write this. Laid down on my side for a while to reduce the urge, but at this point I feel a strong twinge every time I breathe, and to type this I have to stand up shifting from foot to foot. If I hadn't taken my leggings off I would've wet myself already bc they put a lot of pressure on my pelvic region. Every so often a strong wave of desperation hits and I have to double over a bit to avoid leaking. Can barely think about anything aside from how fucking badly I need to piss. [12:25am] Oh fuck I think I just leaked a bit. Trying so hard to keep the rest in... [12:35am] I have to either tightly cross my legs or hold myself with at least one of my hands unless I want to leak. The slightest pressure on my bladder is agonizing in the best possible way. I'm a bigger person but my bladder is absolutely starting to bulge, usually my pelvic region is pretty squishy but right now it's rock solid. [12:40am] Can't stand up straight or uncross my legs anymore. I think I'm going to have to carefully make my way to the shower or piss through my panties on the toilet. If I can make it that far. I'm absolutely beyond bursting, the piss is about to come out one way or another... But I really want to keep holding... [12:45am] Well. I was trying to get some pictures and I just started pissing. I tried to stop and move but I just fucking couldn't. I made a fucking massive puddle... (Yes, I'm cleaning it up myself. Not leaving that mess for anyone else to handle.) Will edit to add photos from my phone later tonight or tomorrow...
  15. This morning I haven't peed when I woke up and held it in while I had online classes. I was desperate with the camera on and ended up peeing in the container during class. I woke up at 8 am and decided not to pee, but to drive myself to despair and see how much I could handle. I often hold back to the point of despair while studying online with my camera open. It's fun. Also today I had online classes from 8 am to 3 pm. The last time I peed was before going to bed, so when I woke up, I already felt very little need. But it became desperate only at 11 am. At 12 pm, I was already really desperate and on the edge, but I was still sitting in online classes and could hold it. But my bladder was ready to explode, and my legs were shaking. But it was so good. And all this time I was online with the camera on. At 13 pm I couldn't hold it anymore, and I realized it right in the middle of class. Of course, I could have just walked away from the laptop for a minute, but I didn’t want to, and besides, I could barely keep it up until I went to the toilet. My despair was too hard, I couldn't get to the bathroom. So I just turned off the camera for a minute and did it in a plastic container that, fortunately, is always near my desk in case of such emergencies. I barely had time to pull off my pants and panties (which were already wet) and substitute the container before my powerful stream hit in it. I completely let myself go, and it felt so good to hear the hiss with which the container was filled with my golden urine, to feel incredible relief in my empty bladder, and at the same time not be distracted from what the teacher was saying. I really enjoyed continuing to listen to the teacher while I pissed in a powerful stream into the container. When I was done, I simply set the container half full of my hot golden liquid with white foam aside, turned on the camera and returned to the class with a pleasant feeling of relief. I was so happy and so excited. So, if you don't want to stop studying online, but you really need to pee, just keep a container nearby😃 P.S. I held it from 1 am until 1 pm I think 😉
  16. View File Woman gets naked and completes even more challenges whilst bursting Another video of an absolutely bursting woman. This time much more naked and many more challenges! Submitter Gogglepee Submitted 02/10/2024 Category Female  
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    Women getting drunk and peeing together. Part 1 & 5 are giving me a little trouble I will try again later and add some more screenshots. Enjoy
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  18. View File COMPILATION PEEING FEBRARY pee jeans , pee into a cup, pee in a jacuzzi, pee in my shower Submitter evangelynex Submitted 02/01/2024 Category Female  
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