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  1. Kimberly and I were 19 during the several months we dated and still remain friends. She is about 5’4, with bright red hair and fair skin. She was a gymnast growing up so her legs are very toned, and had a relatively thin waist. For a redhead, her ass was really nice, shapely but still round and firm. She didn’t wear too much make-up as she was naturally and classically pretty. She came from a fairly strict religious upbringing and was very proper and ladylike. I used to joke with her that she was way more mature than her age which was true. She had a certain dignity about her that made it difficult to imagine her not being completely in control of any given situation, and she had a sort of innocence about her that was intriguing. Early on in our relationship I accompanied her to church which I began to enjoy, especially because she was often eager to leave immediately after the service to relieve herself. Despite dressing in proper Sunday attire dresses, her shapely ass could not be hidden. Walking behind her up the stairs to leave the church was quite a sight when she had to pee because of how she would walk with her legs swinging one in front of the other while keeping them close together, which really protruded her behind and accentuated her curves. One weekend we decided to ride atvs in a wooded area behind a park. A couple friends joined us and one of them brought a bunch of supplies like water, snacks, and toilet paper in case someone needed to utilize a tree. We thanked him, but Kim turned to me a moment later and said “ha there’s no way I’m peeing out here”. ”why not? We’ll probably be out here for several hours anyway” I queried. ”I just can’t imagine squatting somewhere out here, im only going if it’s in a toilet haha“. I knew that there weren’t any bathrooms in this area and told her that but she just blew it off and said she will be fine and can wait. We proceeded to spend the next 3-4 hours going all through this huge area of forest having a good ole time, and no mention of needing to pee came up. After loading up my friends trailer and saying our goodbyes, Kim and I headed to the car to begin the 30 min drive back to the dorm. I knew it had been at least 7 hours since the last time she peed, and since I had went behind a tree earlier, I asked her if she wanted to stop somewhere on the way back. She declined and said she tries to avoid public toilets if she knows she will be home soon. I ask her why and she explains that back in kindergarten she had a bad experience where a boy tried to scare her while she was in the bathroom and it made her scared to go back there again. I sympathized with her plight because I too used to be nervous about using school toilets at a young age. She proceeded to explain that pretty much all through elementary, middle, and high school she would refrain from using public toilets partly because of fear but also out of habit. Being the interested listener and boyfriend at the time, I inquired about how she could possibly hold it all day every day. She said some days were a struggle especially at the end of school when she would wait for her mom to pick her up, but she always managed to make it home before ripping down her panties and flooding her toilet. Then one day in her junior year of high school she told me that she had joined a sport team since all her friends were doing it. Prior to this, she would successfully hold her pee by not drinking a whole lot of fluids and this seemed to keep her urges at bay. But on the first day of practice she had been advised by her coaches to drink a lot of fluids throughout classes since it was going to be hot outside. Since she wasn’t used to being hydrated or bending to her urges, she struggled to contain herself from 3rd period all the way to the end of school. During her last class she tried to ask the teacher for permission to use the bathroom but since there were only 30 min left he refused. She told me this was the longest half hour ever and she was having to come to terms with either leaving the class without permission or pissing her athletic skort. She managed to hold on, and I suspect that her need to maintain her level of dignity and complete control of the situation kept her from leaking. She has always been the type to suffer in silence and not show many outward signs of desperation even if she is literally on the verge of losing it. Once class was dismissed, she told me she shuffled out of class with an awkward gait and misty eyes and beelined for the restroom. Unfortunately this was a large public school so students flooded the hall and the bathroom inside the school was apparently a longer walk than just going to the locker room for her practice. She rushed to the locker room and in a sudden panic to remove her skort from getting soaked, she ran into one of the showers while no one was in there and released her hot pent up pee. She told me that ever since that scare, she started using public bathrooms if she was having an emergency and if the bathroom was decently clean. I was surprised that Kim admitted this all to me but was glad that she did. It helped me relate to her more on a personal level since I had similar experiences in school, and it explained why she is opposed to doing her business outside. Several weeks later, her sorority had an event where everyone in that sorority and their dates went to an NFL game (to maintain anonymity I won’t say which team or which stadium). And I was obviously invited to go. We would take a bus to the game and it would be a little over an hour, then after the game catch the same bus home. On this day Kim was wearing a white long sleeve fleece-y top, and medium dark blue jeans with white adidas sneakers. Her jeans were high-waisted and of course tight enough to see her slim waist and naughty behind. For coming from a very conservative background, she likes to dress provocative from time to time The ride up was uneventful, there was a little pre-drinking but recently at an event one of the girls In that sorority got too drunk and made an ass out of herself so they had to be on their best behavior. I noticed there was no toilet on board, but no one seemed to need it on the ride up since it was only about an hour. Once at the game we had a great time and made frequent beer runs and a couple bathroom breaks. Kim always claimed to have a small bladder but I might disagree lol. Her and I consumed like 6 pints of beers each across the entire duration of the game, giving us a decent buzz. When the game ended, everyone in our party walked towards the pre-arranged meeting spot to get on the bus back home. Her and I had gone to the bathroom at the beginning of the 4th quarter but remained seated after that. Those of you who are familiar with American football know that often times the 4th quarter lasts longer than the other quarters because coaches call timeouts, 2 minute warning rule, etc. I have an above average sized bladder and felt like I would be fine for the ride home without stopping into the bathroom. Kim didn’t suggest stopping either, and I guess it slipped our minds as we made our way to the gate. Once outside, the bus picked us up and we got on our way. The atmosphere with our party was much more lively than on the way up and everyone was in good spirits. Kim sat by the window and I sat next to her. She seemed to be in a good mood but was not as excitable as the others on the bus. Around 30 min in, Kim is sitting quietly and staring intently out the window. She had an upright proper posture (as she always had) and seemed really deep in thought. Kim: how much longer do we have? Me: like 30 min why? Kim: (in a hushed voice) I really have to pee, and I’m not trying to use the toilet on this bus Me: what toilet? I didn’t see one in here Her eyes widened when I said this and she looks incredulous. Kim: what do you mean? We were told that there would be a working toilet on this bus! Ohh I have to go so bad I reassured her and told her we are almost there and will only be a short walk from the bus stop to the dorm. I grappled with my conflicting feelings of feeling bad for her and being turned on by the whole situation. She continued to maintain her poise in the face of potential embarrassment and minimized the outward body language signals that show someone is desperate. She sat with her legs pressed tightly together but with the same good posture. As minutes ticked by I noticed that her hands were balled up in fists laying on top of each thigh. Her knuckles were white from the internal struggle she was having and her face was in a serious but neutral expression. Her eyes were glossy looking (possibly from holding back tears) and I asked if she was ok. Through clenched teeth she said that it’s getting almost unbearable and this was the worst she’s ever had to pee in her life. I remembered I had a nearly empty Pringle’s can and asked if she wanted to pee in it. She shot me a look of disgust that I would ask her such a question but at the same time I could tell she was weighing her options. As the bus pulled onto campus, she was slightly standing and raising her ass off the seat in anticipation of getting off quickly. We were near the back so we had to wait for 30 people to get up and start filing out into the aisle. She was still trying to maintain her appearance of having the situation under her complete control, but since we were behind everyone where they couldn’t see, she buckled down at the waist and hung her head in exasperation for having to wait these few extra moments. When we finally started coming down the aisle to leave the bus, I heard a soft gasp from behind me and saw Kim full on holding her crotch with one hand while bent over and covering her face with the other hand. She suddenly got very panicky and was nearly pushing me into the people walking in front of us. When we finally exited into the street Kim stumbled to a bush and looking at me helplessly, crouched down and started hissing into her high waist jeans. I’m standing 4 feet away to the side and can hear the roar of her pee thrashing into the denim fabric as she has her face in her hands softly crying. After 30-35 seconds the hiss became subsided a little bit and 20 seconds later she was done. I consoled her and gave her my jacket to wrap around her waist (her deciding to squat low like that prevented there being a massive wet spot all down her jeans). To make her feel better I told her a story where i pissed myself right after coming back from a night out and I managed to get her to laugh so all was well by the end of it. This is a very fond memory because of how in control and proper she always seemed to be and how she fought until the very end to keep up appearances. This also made me think that she didn’t have to go THAT bad even though she was at the end of her tether. Most people with her level of desperation would have probably peed in the Pringle’s can or asked the bus driver to pull over. Her experience with holding all day in school no doubt reinforced her belief that she would never wet herself uncontrollably especially in public. Luckily for her no one except me saw the accident, and we would end up laughing about it later on in our relationship.
  2. Do you guys like peeing outside? Any stories to share? For me it only happens out of necessity, as I'm often too shy to use public bathrooms let alone pop a squat, but I always get super aroused afterward and later thinking about it. I recently had to pee outside because I misjudged the amount of time it would take me to walk home from work (I usually bike). I have a habit of chugging a bunch of water before I leave work (in addition to all the coffee I drink around the clock) and peeing once I get home and it didn't occur to me to change that part of my routine. I end up with still like 20 minutes to go when it all starts to hit me but the more I have to pee, the slower I have to walk to keep my pussy tight to hold back the floodgates. Soon I'm only like 10 minutes way but all the coffee and water inside me is pressing hard against my urethra and I realize I'm not gonna make it. I tensed my muscles and started walking into the nearest side street and start looking for a good place to pee, but there's like nowhere and I start to panic. Pretty sure I'm gonna soak my jeans and have to show up in front of my roommates wet. Throwing my embarrassment to the wind I grab my crotch and start running to some hedges at the end of the street but it's too late and I start to pee every time my legs spread to step. I ended up just sprinting to a nearby curbside parked van, crouching down and yanking my pants down, still peeing the entire time. My piss was like a torrential downpour, hidden from most of the street but right in front of two houses in the middle of the day. It went on forever and ever and I became increasingly nervous about being caught and the loud sound of my pee hitting the asphalt, but the pleasure that filled my body from the relief felt like it was nearly enough to make me orgasm and I was panting by the end of it. Eventually it stopped and I inspected the damage. My underwear were wet and my pants had a wet spot about the side of a golf ball. I got home and got immediately into bed and made myself cum.
  3. View File E31-02 Desperate ladies search for a private place to relive themselves only to lose control and wet themselves. The original JAV is a mixture of ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves. The first 8 files are just the wetting scenes and the last 3 files with the word Uncut are the full JAV that contain ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves. Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 02/15/2020 Category Desperation Clothing
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    Desperate ladies search for a private place to relive themselves only to lose control and wet themselves. The original JAV is a mixture of ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves. The first 8 files are just the wetting scenes and the last 3 files with the word Uncut are the full JAV that contain ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves. Enjoy

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    A man walking along notices a desperate woman looking for a place to relive herself. When he sees her pull down her panties and squat he walks towards her asking what she is doing. The woman quickly pulls her panties back up and starts walking away hoping to lose the man. However the man continues to pursue her talking to her and trying to delay her as long as possible. Unable to lose the man the woman can no longer hold it and wets herself infront of him. The original JAV is a mixture of desperate ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves. The first 6 files are just the wetting scenes and the last file with the word Uncut is the full JAV with ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves. Enjoy

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  6. View File F15-11 A man walking along notices a desperate woman looking for a place to relive herself. When he sees her pull down her panties and squat he walks towards her asking what she is doing. The woman quickly pulls her panties back up and starts walking away hoping to lose the man. However the man continues to pursue her talking to her and trying to delay her as long as possible. Unable to lose the man the woman can no longer hold it and wets herself infront of him. The original JAV is a mixture of desperate ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves. The first 6 files are just the wetting scenes and the last file with the word Uncut is the full JAV with ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves. Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 02/15/2020 Category Desperation Clothing
  7. View File E42-04 DLE42-04- In this JAV office ladies wet themselves in desperation outside the public restrooms The original JAV was a mixture of office ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves outside the restroom. These files are only the wetting parts of this JAV I tried a couple times to upload the whole uncut version but it keeps failing to upload. Enjoy Update - So i tried uploading the full uncut version file multiple times and kept getting uploading errors so i broke it down into 4 parts and it finally went through. Sorry it took so long to upload this part and also i'm sorry i had to break it down into parts instead of just one big file like i did with the other E42 JAVS. So now the first 7 files are just the wetting parts and the last 4 files with the word Uncut on them are a mixture of office ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves outside the restroom. Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 02/07/2020 Category Desperation Clothing
  8. Version 1.0.0

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    DLE42-04- In this JAV office ladies wet themselves in desperation outside the public restrooms The original JAV was a mixture of office ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves outside the restroom. These files are only the wetting parts of this JAV I tried a couple times to upload the whole uncut version but it keeps failing to upload. Enjoy Update - So i tried uploading the full uncut version file multiple times and kept getting uploading errors so i broke it down into 4 parts and it finally went through. Sorry it took so long to upload this part and also i'm sorry i had to break it down into parts instead of just one big file like i did with the other E42 JAVS. So now the first 7 files are just the wetting parts and the last 4 files with the word Uncut on them are a mixture of office ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves outside the restroom.

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  9. Version 1.0.0

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    DLE42-03- In this JAV office ladies wet themselves in desperation outside the public restrooms The original JAV was a mixture of office ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves outside the restroom. The first 5 files are all the wetting scenes from this JAV and the Uncut file is the full version with all the peeing and pooping scenes so the choice is there if you want it. Enjoy

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  10. View File E42-03 DLE42-03- In this JAV office ladies wet themselves in desperation outside the public restrooms The original JAV was a mixture of office ladies either wetting themselves or shitting themselves outside the restroom. The first 5 files are all the wetting scenes from this JAV and the Uncut file is the full version with all the peeing and pooping scenes so the choice is there if you want it. Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 02/07/2020 Category Desperation Clothing
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    DLE42-02- In this JAV schoolgirls wet themselves in desperation outside the public restrooms Just like DLE42-01 The original JAV was a mixture of schoolgirls either wetting themselves or shitting themselves outside the restroom. The first 6 files are all the wetting scenes from this JAV and the Uncut file is the full version with all the peeing and pooping scenes so the choice is there if you want it. Enjoy

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  12. View File E42-02 DLE42-02- In this JAV schoolgirls wet themselves in desperation outside the public restrooms Just like DLE42-01 The original JAV was a mixture of schoolgirls either wetting themselves or shitting themselves outside the restroom. The first 6 files are all the wetting scenes from this JAV and the Uncut file is the full version with all the peeing and pooping scenes so the choice is there if you want it. Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 02/07/2020 Category Desperation Clothing
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    DLE42-01- In this JAV schoolgirls wet themselves in desperation outside the public restrooms The original JAV was a mixture of schoolgirls either wetting themselves or shitting themselves outside the restroom. The first 5 files are all the wetting scenes from this JAV and the Uncut file is the full version with all the peeing and pooping scenes so the choice is there if you want it. Enjoy

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  14. View File E42-01 DLE42-01- In this JAV schoolgirls wet themselves in desperation outside the public restrooms The original JAV was a mixture of schoolgirls either wetting themselves or shitting themselves outside the restroom. The first 5 files are all the wetting scenes from this JAV and the Uncut file is the full version with all the peeing and pooping scenes so the choice is there if you want it. Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 02/07/2020 Category Desperation Clothing
  15. An age old idea. Let me know if you guys want me to continue with this story. ----- 9:30 AM. English class. Staring off into space instead of listening to the lecture. I really would like to pay attention, but I just couldn't anymore. I noticed some movement out of the corner of my eye. Three desks forward and one to the right and there's Janice's leg jiggling up and down. I looked up at her desktop to see a large but empty water bottle, and then I looked further up to see her face checking the clock. Poor girl. Still 20 minutes til break, and Mrs. Roman is notoriously harsh about letting people out during class. I felt a twinge of guilt knowing that she didn't know the half of what she was in for but the blood rushing to my boner was stronger. I watched Janice for bit. She was a cheerleader and even had her uniform on currently as all the cheerleaders did when we had pep rallies. Suddenly she crossed her legs and began bouncing them together, checking the clock again. 9:35. I wondered if she had drank that entire bottle of water since she last peed. I looked at Janice and focused. I had gotten pretty good with my newfound skills at this point, about a year after acquiring them. Yeah, you might think saving the world or something would be a better use, but the fact is that I'd end up a lab rat and I'm just not down for that. So I decided to live my life and discreetly reap the benefits of my "gift." I looked at Janice's abdomen and imagined a force forming around her bladder. I could feel it like I was holding it myself. I rocked it back and forth slightly, feeling the sloshing inside. Janice let out a tiny gasp and leaned over her desk, her hand shooting between her legs. Poor thing. Her bladder did feel as full as that water bottle. She was bursting much more than she let on. Janice checked the clock so I did too. 9:42. She must be worried about making a mess of that cheerleading uniform before the pep rally. Only 8 minutes til relief, Janice. She bit her lip. She still had her hand discreetly between her legs, surely pressed firmly against her urethra to keep the flow back. For the next 5 minutes, I sloshed and massaged Janice's bladder gently. She squirmed in her seat as I squeezed her full bladder and furrowed her brow, clearly no longer able to pay attention to class or hide her desperation. 9:47. I squeezed. I could feel a squrt of liquid exit the balloon I was playing with, surely right into Janice's panties and skirt. She grabbed herself with both hands and let out a small moan, leaning as far forward on her desk as she could. Everyone nearby turned to look and her face turned bright red. I almost felt bad but not bad enough. I squeezed again, a longer spurt this time. Janice's hand suddenly shot into the air. "Yes, Janice?" "Um, I-" She was practically trembling. I guess she was pissing herself in class currently. "Can I use the restroom please?" Mrs. Roman frowned and looked at the clock. "There's literally 3 minutes of class left! You're a big girl, you can hold it for 3 minutes." She returned to writing the homework problems on the board. Janice's face burned red. I continued to massage and play with her bladder and she squirmed and writhed in her seat desperately, surely feeling like she was on the edge of pissing herself at any moment. And she was. I could feel the amount of liquid in her bladder and the pressure must have felt enormous. I noticed her hands moving up and down, like she was now rubbing her pussy for relief. I continued to tease her, but I eased up a bit. 9:59. Janice had her bag packed already and was watching the clock ready to run to the bathroom. I felt cruel as I imagined what I was about to do. 10:00. The bell rang. Janice jumped, despite having been anticipating it, and I felt the pressure in her bladder decrease. Another spurt lost into her panties. She seemed to give her pussy one last rub and squeeze and then stood up, making a break for the door. Most students were still seated and packing up. Suddenly the unthinkable happened. "Janice, can I talk to you?" Mrs. Roman said as she began walking over from her desk, holding what appeared to be a test in her hand. Oh god, this was too perfect. Too cruel, but too perfect. "Actually Mrs. Roman I really need to-" I squeezed. Janice bent over at the waist, raising a leg to squeeze her thighs together, her hands pressing on the top of her thighs but surely wishing to be between them. "Are you okay?" Mrs. Roman asked, and reached out to touch Janice on the shoulder. I saw as Janice saw that everyone was looking now. "Yes I just-" She tried to say, but I squeezed again. A little bit, then more and more. It was time to make it all come out. Janice gasped and a dark patch could be seen forming between her legs. She seemed to stand frozen as it grew bigger and bigger, until eventually little rivers of pee began to run out from under her skirt and down her legs to the floor. She snapped out of her trance and tried to head for the door. Poor girl. She took one step and I used my powers to grab her ankles where they stood, legs spread wide. Pee began flowing like a torrential downpour out the sides of her panties and straight onto the floor, splashing loudly onto her socks and into her shoes. It was just for a second but it was enough to open the floodgates completely and as I let her go, she rushed out of the room leaving a trail of pee behind her. Her white cheerleading skirt, socks and shoes were now all wet and yellow. I looked down at my pants to find a wet spot of my own. Damn.
  16. So I don't usually post stories here but after the week I have had I am feeling like I need to. I met a woman on kik recently who seems to have the same love for omorashi as I do. At first we connected while I was doing a hold at my house. I never wet in public before and always kept my fetish indoors. The hold was great, afterwards we chatted for a bit and I thought it was just a one time thing -- I was wrong. The next day I went to work. I work about an hour away from my house. My commute is multifaceted, I first drive to the public train and then walk about 10 mins from there. I wore beige slacks and light grey boxer-briefs. These pants in particular are very water absorbent and even when I get a little water on them after washing my hands or something it is very very obvious. So I was at my desk at work drinking seltzer water and realizing I have to pee a little, when I get a message from the woman on kik. At first I ignored it because I knew that I would not have the time to really give her the attention that she wanted, but I had to pee. I don't know what came over me. My office is a open-floor-space kind of place. So there where people all around me. The first thing she asks me is, "Do you have to pee ?" Which of course my answer was, " YES!" I was so turned on because she started sending me little videos of her slowly leaking in bed into a pair of blue panties. So against my better judgment I started to leak too. I was secretly wetting myself slowly under my desk. Co-workers were coming up and having conversations with me, I was advising clients on product design, I even helped my manager with a spreadsheet he was having problems with. When I looked at my crotch under my desk It was damp and just noticeable. The problem with wetting slowly like this is that I was now releasing pressure at the same rate that pressure was building. So I was simultaneously becoming seriously desperate. The kind of desperation where you aren't sure you can get up without completely exploding. I told this fact to the woman on kik and she (of course) was aroused by this. She urged me to let out a big spurt of hot piss into my pants. I knew that I couldn't, that I would pay serious social consequences if I pissed myself at work. But at the same time I really, really had to pee. I continued to leak and at this point my pants where pretty soaked. My hands were shaking I had to pee so bad -- I was frantic. I did the only thing I could do, wait for an opening when people weren't looking and run out of the office -- home. It maybe wasn't my best choice since like I said before my commute is quite involved, but I wasn't thinking clearly. Each person I walked by was looking at my crotch and then to me to see if I was a crazy person. It didn't help that also I had a huge hard on. by the time I got to the train it was packed full of people. I had to stand and hold myself in front of everyone. I took pictures of my crotch and sent them to the woman on kik. I didn't care at that point. I honestly thought I was about to pee on the train. But I didn't. somehow I made it to my car, with a absolutely soaked crotch I sat in my front seat and completely let go. The warmth felt amazing. I made a video to send and came immediately after. This was my Wednesday.
  17. Well, as I promised elsewhere, I ended up getting rather trashed on New Year’s Eve. I left out a Goodnite and Peepod bed pad on my bed in anticipation of getting rather drunk, and these preparations completed headed off on a fun evening with friends. We went out to a larger public party and got up to all sorts of drinking and fun. Life’s gotten a little busy, so I won’t share all the details of the evening in my usually fashion. But I will tease some of the following: the panties in the picture below are not the panties I left the house in (they were the backup panties in my purse) and that I did end up changing the pad I wore out of the house (and my panties) after I giggled myself into a rather large accident while walking outside with my hubby. Fortunately our friends had already taken off at this point, so I think only a couple of random strangers saw pee running down the legs of a woman in a knee length dark dress, and the ground was wet so I was able to avoid an obvious puddle of shame. I strategically wore a dress just in case, so I was able to change without too much hassle and spend a little more time at the party without anyone knowing I’d wet myself (ok, enough time for us to find a cab home as it was late and I was at the pissing herself in public stage of drunkenness). When I say ‘I was able to change’ I should correct that, and note that I was a little far gone at the time of the accident, and it was in fact my husband who helped usher me into a family washroom and literally helped dry my legs and get me changed into a dry pair of panties. I do remember trying to reward him for his chivalry with the proffer of sex or a blow job, but thankfully he declined (the washroom floor was gross and we were both rather drunk, my more than him). He helped get me out of my dry things, but I remember being very insistent that I was more than capable of putting on dry panties myself, and then almost bailing on the wet floor trying to get them on. I don’t remember putting in another pad and I think changing my pad was a little too much for the hubby. I was at the stage where at previous parties (one on New Year’s Eve actually) I’d wander into a toilet to change or pee, and then end up just sitting on the toilet in wet, or soon to be wet, things. Anyhow, I’ll leave the rest of the details up to your perverted imaginations, but I made it home, thanks in large part to the efforts of the hubby convincing a cab driver that we’d not mess up the back of his cab. Once home I was helped to bed and stripped of my dress and I think my hubby mad an effort to change me into the Goodnite I had intentionally left out but I was apparently having none of it and once again irresponsibly went to bed in nothing but panties and makeup (and contact lenses, ugh). The next morning when I woke up, it was probably like 2 in the afternoon and I had the bed to myself. Further inquiry revealed that I’d taken up most of the bed once I was deposited there, and my husband had opted to sleep elsewhere. I think it was partly because he was too lazy to try to muscle some space on the bed, but also, he’s a pretty smart guy and knows that if I’ve drunk and I’m not in a diaper, there’s going to be a puddle (and because he’s heavier than me, he might get the brunt of that puddle). Anyhow, so I woke up, rather hung over (ok very hung over) and I was laying in an actual puddle. You know how sometimes when you wet the bed you wake up in a wet patch, but the fabric of the sheets (or bed pad) has soaked up most of the wetness, so you are really laying on a damp sheet? Well this was nothing like that. It was like when I was younger and we had an actual plastic sheet on the bed, and if I forgot my Goodnite, I’d wake up in an actual puddle. So the depression caused by my body collected A LOT of pee in a puddle that gathered around my butt. When I say a lot, I mean like two or possible more Rachel bladders worth of pee, because there’s no way I could hold all the pee in my moderately-sized bladder at one time. The pink panties my hubby had helped change me into were drenched and were literally dripping. My eyes were almost glued shut as I’d forgotten to take my contacts out the night before (attempting to do this might have blinded me, so all in all it was the right decision, but it still sucked). So before I could properly appraise my situation, I had to first figure out how my eyes worked. I also had to get out of bed. While the wetness I felt indicated that I’d likely wet the bed a couple of times in the night, I was bursting to pee. This was likely what woke me up, as I could have slept for another couple of hours (we were up late). I groggily thought through my options. Despite my hang over and reduced capacity to reason I quickly came to the conclusion that if I got up a certain way, or even in general, I was going to dribble on the carpet. I also felt shaky and really didn’t want to get up. So being careful to stay generally in the same wet spot I had created innocently in my sleep, I rolled over onto my belly and spread my legs slightly. I also pulled the sheets and blanket back to prevent them from getting any more wet (they were a little damp in places but all in all not bad for a night time accident of this size). My entire middle section was sticky, clammy, and wet, and the cold puddle made me shiver. I immediately relaxed. The warmth of my fresh pee mixed with the cold from my puddle and made my skin tingle. I think if I’d not been so hung over I might have appreciated the sensations more, but it did feel good, and it felt even better not having to get out of bed. I appreciated the warm puddle and carefully rolled over again. I thought to myself, ‘if I weren’t so hung over, I’d reach over into the nightstand, grab a toy, and masturbate myself silly.’ But I was hung over, and all I wanted to do was shower and pry the dry husks that were last night’s contact out of my eyes. I was in a bit of a predicament, as if I’d been worried about leaving dribbles on the floor before, this was definitely a reality now. I sat up and immediately felt my fresh pee (that had cooled somewhat) pool around my butt cheeks. With my eyes dried slits, I carefully shimmied my panties off, all the while making sure to keep my centre of gravity in the puddle. I was worried that if I shifted it would run off the pad and into the sheets and mattress. Fully nude, I contemplated my options. I finally settled on the top sheet, which I pulled off the bed and folded into a makeshift towel. I could have called my hubby for a towel but that would have been way too embarrassing. So in one inelegant motion I stepped off the bed and wrapped my nether section in a make-shift diaper/towel. I did a mediocre job and later when I was cleaning up I scrubbed a couple of drips off the carpet. Anyhow, I dragged myself to the shower, and prodded my eyes under the water to get my contacts out. After a very lengthy shower, were I felt rather dizzy and queasy, I dried myself off and went back to the bedroom to inspect the damage. As you can see, I absolutely soaked the bed. However, my careful morning wetting and bed existing technique prevailed and I managed to keep the sheets dry! Happy New Year Everyone! Rachel
  18. This happened about two years ago in the summertime, at the same location as the one I wrote about in Four Fun Wettings I remember the time when I was super piss-horny and was holding my piss, leaking some, and wetting the office chair. My hubby came home from work, and we went for a walk in the evening. I still had a full bladder because I kept drinking water, so I could still leak. I was walking in a nice neighborhood on a beautiful, dark evening, me in black yoga shorts, (a must have for wetters) alongside my husband who doesn't know I like to wet or that I was currently on a wet quest. My bladder shook with every step, and every step also caused some piss to leak whether I wanted it to or not. Both of those sensations along with the piss horny wet quest, was making my orgasm even closer. I stomped a little harder, hoping the shaking would berak my orgasm free, but it was on the edge and balanced there in that sweet anticipating spot of near ecstatic pleasure, the kind good masturbaters can perfect and prolong, and the sweet gripping shaking orgasmic goodness (badness in this case) I had to reach my goal of a wet quest, bladder letting orgasm while walking. Now I don't know if this particular kind of thing has been done much, it's kind of a private, secret club thing, (lol this was written in this diary before I found this omo thing here) I was already leaking accidentally, and some intentionally, but I had to hard piss (the forceful kind that can turn into an orgasm on it's own) and there it came, my orgasm and a gush almost to the point of no return. I was shaking, I was almost stumbling as if both of my legs were asleep, trying to act normal, try to make the most of my spectacular orgasm, trying to feel the awesome pissing and the trying to hold it but failing sensation, trying to actually hold it somewhat, and reveling in the nasty girl feeling of pissy pants and the sexual yet shameful in a good naughty feeling, noting that my husband was walking right beside me as I was secretly doing this thing that he would definitely not approve of, noting how the night air was cooling some of my piss that has travelled low enough to reach my knees, trying not to scream out, trying to breathe deeply as a good orgasm requires. And we're weren't even done with our walk, so I had the opportunity to reflect on the whole thing. Pissing myself, having an orgasm outside, pissing enough for people to notice, even wearing black, had it been light out.
  19. Too many leaks, so I wore Goodnites at work The other day I wrote about how I’ve picked up a nasty cough and it has been leading to a number of leaks and to wet panties. Well the cough has not gone away and with every coughing fit I leak. This has resulted in many wet pads, and when I was not wearing a pad, wet panties. The day after I wet my pink and red striped ‘shimapan’ panties (as described above), I felt like my cough was winding down, so I restocked my purse with additional pads and made sure I had my regular ‘just in case’ panties in their ziplock bag. I slipped into a pair of my favourite Frozen panties. Over which I wore loose fitting black slacks (which are pretty good at hiding any leaks, believe me, I’ve checked), low heels, a simple blouse and a somewhat professional looking jacket. I headed off to work without incident, apart from the SkyTrain being very crowded. The morning passed without much trouble, though whatever bug I caught was been decimating our volunteer base so we were pretty short-staffed. At about 10:30 am, I was rushing down the hall to get to a meeting when, without warning, I was wracked by a series of really annoying coughs that emanated from deep within my lungs. I stopped and did not have time to cross my legs, bear down, or hold myself. Without these protective measures, I felt myself squirting into my panties with each cough. After what seemed like a good thirty seconds (though it was likely much shorter), I stopped coughing and composed myself. My eyes had watered a little bit, but this dampness was nothing to the damage I had done to my Olaf panties. I surreptitiously looked around, and when I was sure that I was alone in the hall, I looked down to check the damage. Fortunately the slacks did their job, and while they felt wet to the touch around the crotch, no wet spot was visible from what I could tell (at least it wasn’t visible in the light of the hallway). My panties felt wet against my body when I felt myself, and I knew I had left a sizable wet spot on them. I didn’t have time to go and change in the washroom or even slip in a pad, as I was late for the meeting, plus my purse with my emergency accident supplies were back at my desk. So instead, I shifted the binder I was carrying in front of myself just in case the small wet spot of an indeterminate size that I’d made on my bottoms caught the light. Fortunately, the meeting was rather short and I could safely remain seated for its duration, and I did not cough again. Once the meeting was wrapped up, I spent a few minutes checking my phone so my colleagues could leave before me. When I got up, there was a tiny hint of wetness on the fabric of the office chair on which I’d been sitting. I hurried out of the room and back to my desk to retrieve my purse. Again, back in the hallway I felt another cough coming on. The slight warning I received allowed me to stop and quickly twist my legs together, a technique I’ve used for years to help keep leaks to a minimum. Despite this pro-move, I still felt the cold wetness of my panties against my sex replaced with a warm wetness. I instinctively felt my crotch with my free hand, and it felt damp. I hurried to my desk and picked up my purse and was about to head to the loo to change when I had a thought. After the previous day, I was sick of constantly coughing, leaking, and changing my pads. I was also feeling rather frustrated, as I had thought that I’d managed to get beyond the coughing stage. Rather than simply change into my spare panties in the washroom, I decided that I needed to wear Goodnites, and I wanted to wear them now. I’ve got a fairly large stash of Goodnites at home but I didn’t have any on me. I was a little annoyed at myself for not thinking to put in a pad in the morning, and also feeling a little sorry for myself. A Goodnite would be the perfect thing to help comfort me and keep my damp trousers from getting any wetter. I checked in with a colleague and decided to take a longer break than normal. Slipping into my jacket and grabbing my purse and a reusable shopping bag I happened to have in my desk, I headed out on the town to the nearest pharmacy. Walking down the street I could feel the cool autumn air on my slightly damp trousers and was acutely aware of the wetness of my panties against my nether lips. I held my purse (which is rather large) in front of myself, again, just in case my wet spot was visible. I regretted not taking the time to check on the damage in the washroom but that would have taken time, and I didn’t have this luxury today. At the pharmacy I picked up a couple of other items that I needed and grabbed a pack of Goodnites. I stuffed all of these into the shipping bag and headed for the nearest public washroom. Once inside the stall, I went about changing. This was a delicate maneuver, as I needed to remove my trousers and panties without stepping on the nasty floor, or having my trousers touch the floor. I’m rather experienced at changing in stalls, so this wasn’t too difficult, but it did take some time. Once removed, I padded the crotch of my trousers dry with some toilet paper, and hung them up with the rest of my things on the hook inside of the door. Only then did I carefully remove my wet panties. As you can see, my accidents had left them soaked. I then dried myself and my panties, before balling them up and hanging them up beside my trousers. I then rummaged in the shopping bag and opened the pack of Goodnites. Can you imagine my surprise? I was expecting the classic owl or purple tiger print designs, but instead I saw purple! I almost squeed aloud. I have previously seen the new Goodnite designs online but I didn’t think they had arrived in Canada. I haven’t bought Goodnites in a while, as last time I bought some I got a big bulk box and they’ve lasted me for a while. I was looking forward to trying out the new designs but didn’t expect to get the chance any time soon. Because I didn’t want to stand around naked from the waist down, I pulled on a pair, an adorable pair with stars on them, and only then did I pull one of each of the designs out of the package and inspect them. They are adorable, I love the cupcakes. I feel like with any new Goodnite design, that I get excited about the novelty of the new design, but then quickly long for the older ones. While this may be the case, today, I was excited about the new design. I set up a quick shot for you all, to celebrate the moment (and I tossed in my wet panties just for fun). And then I hurriedly, but carefully pulled my trousers back on. Took a second to make sure the waistband of my Goodnites was not visible (it was not, my jacket would also serve as back), and then carefully put the two Goodnites I’d been inspecting back into the package and shoved it into the grocery bag (upside down so that if anyone spotted it, they would not see that it was open). I composed myself, flushed unnecessarily, and headed out. I hurried back to work, as my break had already taken much longer than usual. The rest of the day passed slowly. I was pleased I wore the Goodnite, as I had a number of other coughing fits throughout the day, and the thirsty little Goodnite caught all of the leaks. When I next visited the loo at lunch, my inspection of the Goodnites revealed that they could hold a lot more so I kept wearing them, despite the fact that I’d leaked into them about four times at this point. I experienced another few leaks in the afternoon, despite my best efforts. By the time the work day ended, I was feeling naughty, and again, decided not to change my Goodnites, but to wear them home. I was eager to get home in order to experiment with the new Goodnites! My trip home was uneventful, except given my naughty mood, when I was struck with another coughing fit upon exiting the SkyTrain station, I didn’t quite bare down as much as I normally do, and I felt a very substantial amount of pee soak into my pullup. I got home before my hubby. I ambled into the washroom to inspect the damage I had done to the Goodnite and check myself out in the mirror. As I predicted, the new Goodnites are adorable. I still don’t get why they don’t make the sides the same colour as the main panel. It’s still obvious they are diapers at a glance, which would be unhelpful at a sleepover. Anyhow, I appreciated the view of my rather wet Goodnite, before slipping it off and snapping some pictures for you all. Anyhow, the following day (today) I wore a Goodnite from the new package under another pair of black trousers, a lavender blouse and a cardigan. This time I brought a spare Goodnite to change into a lunch, should the need arise, as well as spare panties and pads. Unfortunately, this dang cough has been lingering and I needed to change at lunch and was pretty damp when I got home. I also wore Goodnites to bed these past two nights, mostly because I’ve woken up coughing a couple of times and didn’t want to wet the bed, or my hubby, but also because of the novelty of the new Goodnites. I gushed about them to my hubby when he got home, but he doesn’t quite appreciate these things, well not right away. He did get himself all kinds of laid later in the evening. Anyhow, I’m going to wear to work for the rest of the week just to be safe and then I’ll see how things are going. I hope you enjoyed my experience. If you want to show some love, you are always invited to order a pair of my dirty panties. And yes, I do still have the pair from this story! https://rachelkirwan.wixsite.com/panties Best, Rach
  20. I wet my jeans in park. Wonderful experience! https://pl.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5d61bb699ff56
  21. Munio

    female 2016030901 - Beige

    From the album: Munio 2016

    This is the first work for 2016. The photograph used as the background was taken by myself.

    © http://www.omorashi-ladies.com/gallery2016.html

  22. "Nyehehe, not so smug anymore are you, Kotarou?" I taunt with a playful smirk. "Grrr.." Kotarou growls lightly in response to yet another defeat as "Player 1 wins!" flashes across the screen. "You're just getting lucky! I'll beat you next time for sure!" she touts. "Oh? Want to put a wager on that~? Whoever wins the next round has to do whatever the winner says for the rest of the day!" Kotarou's doggy ears twitch in response to hearing this, her face visibly contemplating the potential risk-to-reward ratio of such a wager, before answering with an enthusiastic "you're on!" After 4 wins in a row, I know I can beat her once more. Now I merely have to think of some evil tasks to put Kotarou through today. The two of us start the next round with great enthusiasm, both of us picking our usual fighters and starting the match without hesitation. For a while, the match has appeared pretty close, but I soon close the gap and nearly have Kotarou yet again. "Fufufu~ you better get ready for your punishment, pup!" I taunt." Without mercy, I continue the attack, giving Kotarou no chance to guard or counter. It seems like my victory is guaranteed at this point, until.. I screw up my last combo. In that single moment I lose focus, this girl somehow manages to pull off some ridiculous combo move that sends my character flying in the air and off the platform. I can't believe it. I only slipped up once and she pounced on it without mercy. Has this evil little pup been taking it easy on me this entire time or what? "Hahahaha!" Kotarou raises the controller in the air triumphantly and shouts out. "You lose Risa!" "N-No way." I stare back at the screen in disbelief. "There's no way you could get that lucky." Kotarou leans over to me, a smirk on her face. "It's not luck, Risa, it's skill!" Groaning, I drop the controller in defeat. "Oh, hush! Every dog has their day." "S-so, another round?" I ask, pitifully hoping that Kotarou may have forgotten about our previous agreement. Glomp! My body flies backwards onto a heap of cushions as Kotarou pins me down to the floor, a mischievous and unforgiving look on her face. "Oh no, Risa. You lost! Now you have to face your punishment!" Gulp. Well.. What's the worst she could come up with? "F-fine, fine! So, what is it you want me to do?" Kotarou grins down at me as she presses herself up to her feet, her tail wagging in excitement as she speaks. "Wait here, I know just what to do with you!" With that, Kotarou retreats to my bedroom. I have no idea why. I try and peek in, but it's only a moment before Kotarou returns. "So.. Risa, what do you have these for~?" Kotarou inquires as she pulls a bushy brown tail plug and a doggy eared headband from behind her back. My cheeks immediately glow red as I stammer out "H-how did you find those?!" Kotarou smirks a bit as she inches herself closer. "I found them in a drawer you left open last night. Risa sure has a bunch of perverted stuff in there~!" "T-that stuff is private!" I had actually completely forgotten I even had these. I purchased them online on a whim one day and have only.. "used" them once or twice. "Well, if it's private you shouldn't have left it out in the open! Today I want to see what doggy Risa looks like!" "What! That's super embarrassing." I try to protest as Kotarou moves closer. "Risaa, we can do this the easy way, or~" Kotarou glances down to my skirt with a smirk. Flustered, I quickly grab the tail and ears from her. "N-No way. Fine, I can do it by myself though, thank you very much." Heading in my room for a bit of privacy, I sigh and shimmy out of my clothes and look the tail over. Eyes closed, I sneak the tail behind me, biting my lip a bit as the stainless steel plug pushes its way snuggly into my behind. "A-Ahh.." With that out of the way, I grab the headband and carefully place it on, working it so that it blends in as naturally as possible with my existing hair. A deep shade of red blossoms over my cheeks as I admire myself in the mirror. It's been a long time since I've.. "used" these. The headband matches my hair color perfectly, so it looks pretty genuine unless you look really close. I sneak out a pair of Mikan's panties and manage to slip them on with moderate success. Even with the tail being artificial, it still manages to function.. mostly. No matter how I position it, the tail still ends up riding my skirt up slightly and putting up a teasing view of my panties to anyone behind me. Well.. It's not like I'm going anywhere public like this. I sigh, still blushing red from embarrassment as I tread out from the bedroom to see both Kotarou and Mikan eyes the door eagerly. "Ahhh.. Risa looks so cute!" Mikan chimes in first, followed by Kotarou. "Hahah, it really suits you. You almost look like the real deal! Turn around so we can see the tail!" A bit hesitantly, I spin around, tugging at my skirt shyly at the same time. "Frankly, I don't know how you can deal with skirts like this.." "Hmm, well normally it's easy for us to simply keep our tails down. I suppose you can't do that with yours." Kotarou says while giving the tail a curious tug. "Eep! H-hey, easy there! No pulling!" Kotarou just grins and steps back, whispering something to Mikan. "K-kotarou, isn't that a bit much?" Staring at the two intently, I ask "Isn't what a bit much? What are you plotting over there?" Kotarou in return just puts on an ingenuous smile, even though I can obviously tell she's up to something. "Nothing, nothing~! Me and Mikan just have a surprise for you Risa! Now.. close your eyes for a moment." I remain staring, unconvinced as the blue haired doggy girl inches closer. "You're going to do something perverted, aren't you?" Kotarou closes in the remaining space between us and forces me to turn around. "Not perverted! Now, eyes closed!" I sigh and shrug. What else could it possibly be? So, I do as she asks and close my eyes. Moments later, I experience something.. tightening around my neck slightly, followed my a familiar clicking sound that sparks my eyes back open. "H-huh?" I look down to see Kotarou's own collar wrapped around my neck, with a leash snapped on, and on the other end of that leash is, of course, Kotarou. Grinning happily as ever. "There! Now Risa is ready to depart on her first walk!" I stare back in disbelief. "My first.. wait, you aren't seriously thinking of dragging me out in public like this are you?" Kotarou leans in, wagging her tail happily as a smug look forms on her face. "Oh? You mean the thought of Risa being treated like a doggy and going on walks doesn't appeal to her, even when she had things like this in her naughty little drawer?" My face flashes red in an blink of an eye. Sure.. I used to enjoy playing the part a bit before.. but.. that was just by myself. Alone. The thought of actually going outside like this.. "You know, I told you before Risa~, I can smell when you are-mmff!" I quickly shove my palm over Kotarou's mouth as my cheeks get redder. "Yes, I know you can, you damn perverted dog." I growl, unable to deny the thought of being dragged around on a leash by Kotarou is sending shivers of excitement through me. "But.. I can't risk being seen by others like this." Kotarou pulls my hand away to speak once more. "Risa, you worry too much! With me walking you and Mikan with us, no one will be able to tell. It'll only be like another day at work for me! And I'll stay close to keep you safe!" I groan a bit, mulling it over. "If Risa really doesn't want to, I won't make her. But.. if Risa does go, I'll let her do whatever she wants to me after~" I look over to Kotarou with one eye open. "..promise?" Kotarou smiles and begins wagging her tail again. "Promise! Knowing Risa, I'm sure it'll be perverted, but I'll still do it-!" "Coming from the pup making me stick a tail up my hind end and dragging me out on a leash, you're one to talk." I say with a smirk. "But fine. Only a short walk. And.. try and avoid anywhere too public." Kotarou's ears perk up happily at this, and within a matter of minutes she has Mikan strapped up on a leash as well and is leading the two of us outside. I feel embarrassment radiating from my cheeks as we take our first few steps outdoors. Even with no one in sight.. the feeling of being out in public like this is both terribly frightening and exciting. After standing still on the steps for a few moments, Kotarou nudge's me forward and gives me a pat on the head. "You'll be fine Risa! Just keep close to me." Suppressing my fears, I take a few steps forward, and slowly walk along the path to the park with Kotarou behind me and Mikan a few steps in advance. For the most part, the walk is uneventful. We pass by a couple on our way to the park entrance and I can immediately feel my cheeks burning, but the two just smile at us and move along without saying anything, prompting me to give a sigh of relief. "See, Risa? You're doing fine~" Kotarou praises me, ruffling my hair a bit. "Unhh.. still.. so emberassing." "But you're having fun, aren't you?" Kotarou inquires. I nod, shyly, as despite the constant fear pounding in my chest, I'm enjoying this quite a bit. Maybe if it wasn't broad daylight, I'd be less anxious. As we enter the park, Kotarou leads the two of us towards a more secluded and less used path, with lots of trees and bushes blocking along the way. I feel some of my tension melt away as we regain a bit of privacy. I catch Mikan blushily glancing over in my direction every so often. Blushing myself, I lean over and yield her a playful lick on the cheek, which elicits a squeak and a sudden tail stiffening, before she smiles and leans over to return the lick on my own cheek which causes me to giggle. "Having fun, you two?" Kotarou inquires with a smirk. I look back and playfully stick out my tongue "jealous you're not the one out in front?" Kotarou, leaning in with an evil grin, gives the two of us a quick yank of the tail, eliciting a somewhat loud squeal and moan from both Mikan and I. "W-wahh! Kotarou! What was that for?" Mikan protests with puffed out cheeks. "Hahaha! I'm just fine back here, thank you. Besides, with that short skirt of Risa's, I'm enjoying quite the view." My cheeks suddenly flush red as I instinctively tug the skirt down a bit, all three of us giggling now. "Yeah. yeah, you perverted dog. Savor the view while it lasts!" My anxiety fading away, I start to finally feel at ease. Until my attention suddenly shifts and I become aware I've been subconsciously squirming my legs together for a while now. I must have been so distracted by everything I didn't realize the need building up, and now suddenly I actually feel the need to pee. "Nnnh.." I groan, tugging my skirt down as I try and push myself to keep walking, my thighs rubbing together slightly every few steps. Naturally, it doesn't make long before Kotarou takes notice. "Hmm? Risa, do you gotta pee?" Kotarou bluntly asks, as Mikan's ears perk up at this and she also glances over in my direction. "..m-maybe a bit," I respond, shyly. "Think we could head back now?" I ask, dancing in place a bit. All the anxiety is really not helping my ability to hold. Kotarou looks around a bit and grins, looking back down at me and pointing off in the distance. Confused, I turn around to see where she's pointing. "..you can't be serious", I say as I see the doggy girl is just pointing at a nearby tree. Kotarou with her eyes closed and a finger in the air, as if she is teaching me the basics on puppy care, says "Sometimes it's difficult for pups to hold it, so it's not uncommon to use a tree or something when nature calls! Risa doesn't look like she'll make it back home anyways, she should just be a good doggy and go before she has an accident~!" Nnh! I start to retort, but a sudden cool breeze flowing up my skirt sends shivers up my spine and causes my legs to instinctively lock together. Realistically, I should be able to hold it if we headed home right now, but.. the thought of just going.. it's so perverted. The naughty side of me which wants to know what it feels like takes over. I look around quickly, confirming no one is about. It seems safe enough.. and the trees are thick enough to block out the rest of the park. "Uhm, Kotarou.. make sure no one comes by, okay?" I say as I nervously make my way over to the tree, causing Mikan to grow a slight shade of red as well. "R-Risa, are you really going to..?" Even Kotarou is slightly wide-eyed, as if she didn't think I'd really agree to this. I give the orange and blue haired doggy girls a sly smirk, lifting my skirt up a bit and wagging my tail-clad butt at them as I start to shimmy my panties down. "Perhaps I am. You're welcome to enjoy the show~" I tease, making the pup's cheeks grow even redder. With one final sigh, I allow the paw-printed panties fall to my ankles and kneel down beside the tree, arcing one leg and using a free hand to balance myself as I struggle to close the rest of the world out. After a few moments of relative silence, I feel my body start to relax as a small trickle comes dribbling out, before picking up pace and turning into a light, golden arch that splashes onto the dirt bellow before inevitably gushing out and splashing noisily onto the tree bark. "Hahhh.." I moan out in relief, finally opening my eyes and looking behind me to see both Mikan and Kotarou gawking at both my naked butt and the stream pouring out from me. "E-Enjoying the show you two..?" I chuckle a bit awkwardly. "Look, Mikan. Risa even pees like a dog too!" Kotarou grins and laughts. Mikan just covers her mouth with her palm to try and hide a light giggle as my stream finally starts to die down, some of the spray splashing down onto my legs as I finish. As a sudden recognition of what I just did hits me, a flood of embarrassment washes over. I waste no time quickly pushing myself back up and somewhat awkwardly shimmying my panties back on, tugging my skirt down and quickly walking past the two and heading along the path back home. "O-Okay, now that that's done, let's head hom-ah!" A sudden tightening around my neck causes me to stumble backwards a bit and fall flat on my bum, causing Kotarou to laugh even louder. "Ah! Risa, don't run off suddenly! You should know better." she says, before walking up and offering me a hand. A bit flustered, I hold it and pull myself back up. "Y-Yeah, sorry, I forgot about the.. uh, let's just go home now, okay?" With that, the three of us begin to make our way out of the park. "I have to say, Risa, I knew you were into the idea, but I wasn't expecting this walk to end with you marking your territory like a dog too" Kotarou teases as my cheeks flush red again. "Do you guys even.. do that?" I ask, genuinely curious. "What, mark our territory?" Kotarou chuckles lightly. "Risa, please. We are more human than anything. We may have strong senses of scent and the likes, but we don't do silly things like that. Well, except maybe that one time Mikan peed on you to 'claim you as h-'" "K-Kotarou!!" the blue haired doggy girl is suddenly interrupted by a very blushy Mikan. "T-that was your idea anyways!" "Yeah, but I didn't mean it literally. Even so, you seemed quite eager about the idea! Kehehe" Kotarou retorts with a mischievous snrk. "Oh, was she now?" I join in, nudging myself closer to Mikan, who is now as red as a tomato and hiding her face in her shirt. After quite a bit of teasing between the three of us, we finally make our way out of the park and start on our way back home, before.. "Ah, Kotarou! I thought that was you. Did Risa ask you to take Mikan on a walk for her? And who is this other cutie with you?" My body freezes and my blood runs cold. That voice. No way. It can't be.. "Ah! Mom! Uhm, you see.." Kotarou stammers out awkwardly, scratching the back of her head. "Hmm..? Wait.. Risa, is that you?" My heart sinks a bit as I hear who is now definitely Nadeshiko speaking directly to me. I awkwardly turn around. My cheeks tomato red and unable to make eye contact. "Eheheh.. uhm, you see.. ..I can explain this." A slight awkward pause as Nadeshiko looks me up and down. "..Oh, my." Suddenly, Nadeshiko bursts out into giggles. "Risa, it really suits you." she says, as she steps forward to pat both Mikan and I on the head. Mikan wags her tail as she happily accepts the attention, but "Wa-wha-waahh?!" is all I can manage to stammer out as I nearly fall over backwards again. She's.. actually petting me and acting like this is completely normal. "Hmm.. the tail quality is pretty good, too." she says, peering over my shoulders, sending shivers up and down my spine as I'm left completely speechless and in shock. As Nadeshiko takes a step back and notices my expression, her face melts into a gentle smile. "My goodness, Risa, you look like you're nearly to faint. There's nothing to be so worried about." With one hand holding my skirt and the other squeezing my arm about as tightly as it can, I finally muster up the courage to speak. "Uhm.. you.. you're not, weirded out by this? It's just.. you don't seem phased at all." Nadeshiko's giggle catches me slightly off-guard. "Risa. I've worked with all kinds of pets and owners over the years. I can't count the number of times I've had a shy owner come in asking for a collar and a leash made to fit a size other than their pets. It's hardly an uncommon thing." "..I.. I see." I say, feeling a bit of tension leaving my body. "That said.. Kotarou's collar must be a bit of an awkward fit for you. Next time you come in, I'm sure I could find you something more to your liking~" she says, leaning in and winking. "A-ah, thatsreallynotnecess-!" I start to speak, but before I can protest Nadeshiko cuts me off. "For now, though, I have to hurry up and finish running some errands, so we'll have to part ways here for now. Make sure to take good care of Risa, Kotarou~!" "Yes, mom!" the blue haired doggy girls' ears perk up, tail wagging as she happily responds. Before walking off, Nadeshiko leans in and whispers into my ear, "stop by the shop sometime tomorrow, I'm sure I have plenty of things you'll take quite the liking to~", before patting me on the head one last time and heading off. With her gone, I nearly collapse on the sidewalk in relief. That went far, far better than I ever expected. Kotarou, looking down at me with concern. "Ah, Risa! Are you okay?" "I-I'm fine, let's just head home now. I've had enough excitement for one day." I say. "Oh, and don't think I've forgotten about your end of the deal. I'm going to get you back good for this."
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    Hi everyone, this is a compilation of various omorashi scenes, all from the same anime. DESCRIPTION: This is from a common anime, not a hentai. On it a girl (the main character of this cartoon) is always trying to make the good girl (who thinks she is her best friend) pees her panties in front of everyone, but there is no mater how hard she tries, the situations always turns against her, beeing the one who always finish wetting herself. CAUTION: This is a common anime, but the charactes are children, I hope it is not against the rules, and I expect it doesn´t offend anyone.

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  24. Earlier in the year I posted a true story of my first public wetting, having decided the somewhat-local mall would be my stage. Now, simply peeing yourself is pretty awesome. but what always put me over the edge was pushing my bladder to its limit, and the thought of losing control in a precarious situation and going from willing participant to helpless victim of your own biology. I intended to do exactly that...maybe put myself in a predicament that could end up in me fighting against losing all my fluids in front of other people. Unfortunately (for this hobby, at least) I have a pretty big bladder that often takes a long time to fill to the brim. Long story short, the mall closed before my bladder reached capacity, and I ended up having to settle with just peeing myself intentionally in the parking lot instead of accidentally. Still fun, of course, but not what I had in mind. I vowed that the next time, I'd fill up earlier, time things properly, and do this thing the right way. This evening ended up being my chance. And by the way, if you're into descriptions, I'm a straight cis-male of above average height, with dark blonde hair and a slim build (I was a decent runner in high school). I started off by taking my final preliminary pee at 5:30pm and chugging a bottle of water along with some tea to get things moving. Once I felt myself reach about a 3 (you can tell it's there, but no feeling of urgency) at 6:45pm, I started making the drive to the mall, and worked on a second bottle of water on my way in. The ride wasn't really a problem. I didn't want to put myself in a situation where I'd be a distracted driver because of my bladder. I reached the mall around 7:15, having found a suitable place to park that was both slightly obscured but close enough to the access road and the mall entrance to make it a risky endeavor. By this time I felt like I was maybe a 5 or a 6 on the scale (where it was starting to get uncomfortable). Once inside, I decided to make a few laps around the mall while waiting for my kidneys to do their thing. Maybe check out a few stores and put some early Christmas lists together. I reminded myself that the rule of the game was that I was not allowed to leave the building before the first uncontrollable spurt. I noticed my first little warning pangs around 7:30pm where each stride was putting strain on my bladder. I probably considered myself a 7 at this point. Around 7:45pm, while inside one of the big clothing retailers, I could feel a little damp patch forming on the front of my boxers. I was sure I wasn't losing control already, but I slipped into a changing room to investigate the situation anyway. I discovered it wasn't pee coming out of me but a generous amount of precum. Turns out doing a public hold can get you kind of worked up! I took a few moments to edge myself a little bit when the overhead speaker crackled to life to announce that the mall was closing a full half-hour before the time listed on the website. No fair! Pushing myself past the brink in time was already going to be tight for my 9:00 deadline, but there was no way it'd happen before 8:30. It looked like I'd fail my mission again thanks to my stubborn bladder. Suddenly, I remembered reading in some other thread about a way to trick your body into feeling more desperate by sitting on a toilet but not going. I just had to give that a shot. Desperate times and all that. While I could feel my tiring sphincters being teased while I was seated, it wasn't going to be quite enough to put me over. I had to come up with a contingency plan. I decided to check out some of the nearby box stores that would be staying open later, and scouted out the parking/lighting/exit situation to see if they were a viable wetting alternative, but reasoned they would probably be a bit too bright and populated for my liking (this time). By the time my scouting run was almost over, I was sitting at a solid 8 on the scale, and I had to undo my belt to release some of the pressure on my strained bladder. At 8:45 I returned to my secluded-but-vulnerable parking spot at the mall, as employees were starting to filter out. I decided the next best thing to an uncontrolled wetting while trying to leave the mall was an uncontrolled wetting in the parking lot while there was a fair amount of activity about me. I spent a few minutes browsing social media posts on my phone while my bladder reached what I would consider to be a 9 (a lot of fidgeting and holding!). Finally, at 8:57 I hit my breaking point. I gingerly exited my car, the simple act of standing up pushing me to a 10. I stood beside my car on the mall entrance side, bouncing from one foot to the other, knowing that my battle would soon be over. At 9:00pm sharp, the dam broke. A sudden spasm sent the first jet of warm pee into my pants. I knew the damage wasn't bad yet at that point and that sometimes I can still hold on, but soon after the second and third spasms followed, soaking my upper leg. One more vain attempt to keep everything left inside failed, and it became an unstoppable cascade exiting my body. My urine rushed mostly down my left leg, drenching the bottom half of my pants along with my already damp thigh. I could feel it soaking into my sock and pooling in my now-squishy "designated wetting" shoes. At the same time a separate stream of urine diverted down the back of my pant leg toward the ground, carving out two distinct, snaking trails of pee on the pavement below, that would soon meet up and form an actual puddle. A few minutes pass and I make sure the remaining contents of my bladder are now safely stored in my soggy pants & shoes or on the ground. I took a moment to stand next to my car, my little pond beneath me in view of anyone that would've happened to be near. The overhead lighting was fairly dim, but any illuminated headlights aiming in my direction would have been quite compromising. My heart was racing and at this point I'm throbbing. Once the parking lot was mostly empty and the coast was clear I climbed in the back seat of the car, sitting on a strategically placed trashbag/towel cover for the car seat. The lower ambient light and my tinted windows afforded me a comfortable level of privacy, where I rubbed myself to orgasm and came under my clothes, adding some sticky warmth to my rapidly-cooling pants. I decided against changing into my spare, dry clothes, and enjoyed feeling the results of the night clinging to my skin. I'm about to jump in the shower, but I wanted to type this out first while everything was still fresh in my mind. Hope you enjoyed!
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    This is my personal collection of Naughty Lucy videos. It contains most all of her recent wetting clips. There are currently 64 videos in this collection, you can see previews of each of these clips via the attached thumbnails. You can view Naughty Lucy's page and support her work here: http://www.xtube.com...naughty_lucy420

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