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  1. I have been trying to build up my courage for years to go in public and fully wet my pants. A couple weeks ago I finally got the courage to do it. I drank plenty of water and didn’t go to the bathroom for a couple hours to the point I was really desperate. I drove to a Walgreens and went straight to the diaper isle! As soon as I got there and started videoing my flood gates opened and I was soaking my jeans in the middle of a Walgreens diaper isle. There was one other lady in the isle and I’m sure she though “looks like he didn’t buy the diapers fast enough”. When I was done I walked out proudly with a smile on my face like a hero who just received his award. I said “have a goodnight” to the store clerk, and walked to my car across the parking lot. The feeling was amazing and eccentric, once to my car, my jeans were almost completely wet because the rest that was in the fabric had made its way around and spread as far as it could. It was one of the best feelings I have ever felt and I will definitely do it again! IMG_5191.MOV
  2. On the way to the airport today I stopped for a bite. While there I had two very large beers. I stopped at the men's room on the way out and headed straight for the airport. Even though there was no traffic I ended up very quickly needing to piss. The closer I got to dropping off the rental car the stronger my need grew to piss. Somehow I managed to hold my piss to the garage and was able to return the car still dry. I quickly made my way into the airport to find a men's room. As I started up the escalator my bladder spasmed and I started to leak. By the time I was at the top I had leaked down to my left knee. I then practically ran to the nearest men's room and finished pissing in the urinal. I then had to go through security and to the gate in piss wet pants. Even though it felt great I wondered what others thought. No one said anything and I boarded my flight still wet and getting horney.
  3. On the way to the airport today I stopped for a bite. While there I had two very large beers. I stopped at the men's room on the way out and headed straight for the airport. Even though there was no traffic I ended up very quickly needing to piss. The closer I got to dropping off the rental car the stronger my need grew to piss. Somehow I managed to hold my piss to the garage and was able to return the car still dry. I quickly made my way into the airport to find a men's room. As I started up the escalator my bladder spasmed and I started to leak. By the time I was at the top I had leaked down to my left knee. I then practically ran to the nearest men's room and finished pissing in the urinal. I then had to go through security and to the gate in piss wet pants. Even though it felt great I wondered what others thought. No one said anything and I boarded my flight still wet and getting horney.
  4. Some of my personal favorite videos are of girls who have an unexpectedly long stream of pee while peeing in public. You can tell they are trying to finish up but it just keeps coming. Anyone have any videos that fit the bill?
  5. I am walking around the town shops excited to find a new pair of heels. I walk up a ramp towards the store in my skin tight jeans. When i get to the front door I realize no lights were on inside. I try to pull on the door but it’s locked! Frustrated I start to head back to my car but at this point I am desperate to pee. I struggle to hold it but like usual I lose control as I walk back down the ramp. When i get to the bottom of the ramp I look around around realizing there are a bunch of people looking at me. You can hear their voices! I walk back up the ramp to the stores hoping to find somewhere to hide, but its useless. I completely flood my skin tight jeans even more and leave a trail of pee up the ramp! Then I decide I just have to escape so I walk back to my car drenched! https://clips4sale.com/142505/wet-brianna/cid2e3c2601453890def1fef2abbe
  6. From the album: Off-Limits!

    Oh baby, protocol eight is going to be fun!... for us, at least! Needless to say, things are getting pretty dire for Dakota... Anyway, if you are interested in having me draw something for you, please consider checking out my commission thread, here!:
  7. I totally had an accident today in Public while shopping, enjoy IMG_5644.MOV
  8. From the album: Off-Limits!

    Here's the next page! And it didn't take over a month!
  9. From the album: Off-Limits!

    Here it is, the last page of 2019! Happy New Year, everyone! (Let's see if I can actually finish this comic in 2020! ) I do plan on at least getting a few more updates for this done before moving forward with more requests, however! I would say that I'll finally be able to pick up speed now that the holidays are out of the way, but I'm not going to jinx it! Anyway, if you are interested in having me draw something for you, please consider checking out my commission thread, here!:
  10. Might as well repost this one, too, even though it was only translated by me. It's a story from a Norwegian pee fetish forum. My English translation was originally posted here. Hey, I am a 24 year old girl, and the other day was one of the most embarrassing things I have ever experienced. I work at a perfume shop on the ground floor of a mall, and today I had a stylist appointment on the third floor at three o' clock, and I had talked to my collegue who was to relieve me at three o' clock and arranged for her to arrive 15 minutes earlier. I had to pee so bad, but I was alone from 11-15 and had no chance to go to the bathroom, and the girl who was to relieve me was stuck in traffic and only arrived at about two minutes to three. I had to pee so bad, but I figured it'd be okay, and I had to get to the stylist on time, so I ran there and sat in the chair to cut and dye my hair. Eventually I was almost done, and I thought "finally, 'cause now I'm close to peeing myself". But when the stylist had rinsed out the dye she said she would have to do it again, and when I sat there with that heat thing on my head I felt that I got close to losing it several times, I even did lose it once, but it was just a couple droplets. But when I was done and got up I felt it, "I'm peeing myself any minute, I'll just have to pay and run for the bathroom". And when I stood there and tried to pay there was something wrong with their card machine, and I stood there hopping from foot to foot and holding myself. Then the stylist went to get another girl to ask her for help. And then it happened, it just gushed out! I had zero control, I had tight pale stonewashed jeans and winter boots on so it wasn't a problem for anyone to see what happened, and there were probably a thousand people at the mall. There was so much pee coming out, I never think I've peed so much in my life. It dripped down from my crotch and onto the floor, it gushed like a waterfall up along my buttocks and down my tights, and out between the zippers of my boots. My boots got so soaked it sounded like a wet sponge when I walked. And I had to stand there until that other girl showed up, and they couldn't get the machine to work, so I had to go all the way through the mall to find a cash point with soaked pants! Then I had to go pay, then I had to go to the custodian for a bucket and mop to dry the huge puddle I'd left by the cash register at the stylist. Then I had to go through the mall and across the market, through the town to the bus terminal and then get on the bus home, and then I wet myself again on the ride home. It wasn't deliberate, but since I was already soaking wet in and on my pants and in my panties it just came by itself, it was like it was just okay with my body. So on the bus home and from the bus stop I spurted repeatedly all the way. To be honest, though, I have never felt so embarrassed but also so free simultaneously, and it was lovely! But the weird thing is, my body has kinda grown used to it, so the past four days I've awoken in the morning and felt that I have wet the bed . Plus I have wet myself once on the bus too, it's like I have no control over my bladder anymore, even though I know I do... has anyone else experienced this after an accident? There you go, hope you enjoyed! It's translated very directly from Norwegian, so the 'tone' is probably a bit different from what you're used to, but hope you enjoy nonetheless .
  11. Anyone watch Frankie Boyle’s show on UK TV last night? Was it just my imagination or was Sara Pascoe doing a pee dance in her seat virtually the entire show?
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    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Good God, this one took longer than I expected! Like, over 10 hours! Anyway, here is the request I did for @bibibibi! --- Anyway, here's some obligatory self-advertising: I am still taking commissions! If you are interested in having me draw something for you, you can check out my thread here!
  14. Happy New Year all, in this story we take a look at the budding sexuality of Ms. Hermione Granger. We follow along as she discovers a new hobby that brings her a lot of pleasure.. Hermione's curly hair was sticking to the sweat on her forehead. Same went for her bare thighs on her stool. Bare only because she didn't want anything else to leak out of her and soak into her skirt. Giving away her predicament. See, all the students were sweating in herbology today because it was quite warm but Hermione had other reasons. She needed a wee. Badly. She had a lot of pumpkin juice at breakfast and spent her free , who would do the work for her group? Harry? Not likely. Ron? Get serious. Her usual high marks were at stake here! If she had to wet her panties in the process of getting them, so be it. Besides, that thought had suddenly became exciting. Wait, why would that excited her? Especially in...THAT way? It made no sense. She could ruin her reputation. Not that she was ever thought of as popular but there was no way she could live down something like that. Especially with the Slytherins in attendance. More excitement... "What the hell is going on here?" Hermione thought to herself, trying to keep her concentration. She was very inexperienced when it came to sexual arousal. She had masturbated a few times but never reached orgasm. Even after she learned that nifty spell in Modern Witch. But this was indeed the beginnings of sexual arousal. She was damp and not just from her dribble or the sweat. Hermione had figured that she hadn't orgasmed when experimenting because she hadn't found anything to focus on that she found "interesting". This couldn't be turning her on, right? Maybe it was the fact that instead of bouncing about as, she normally would when she had to go, she was subtly grinding herself into the stool? Yes of course that was it! "Silly girl" she thought of herself. The grinding wasn't helping much anymore though. Her, erm, area was beginning to burn and she absolutely couldn't hold still. If Harry and Ron weren't distracted by a conversation about the upcoming quidditch match, they definitely would have noticed. Embarrassment was starting to override everything at this moment. She couldn't have an accident at her age. It was absurd! But now that she thought of it, it seemed inevitable. She would have to make it from the greenhouses, across the grounds to the castle, then to a bathroom. Hermione looked to the clock. Still 10 minutes. Impossible, she thought. She'd never make it. She had to find an alternative. Hermione was the most clever girl in her class after all. Since she had finished the project Hermione spent those last 10 minutes thinking of ways not to piss herself in front of not only her friends and housemates but the Slytherins! Hagrid's maybe? His hut was closer, but Harry and Ron would definitely want to tag along. Leaving her with an audience once more. Excitement again? She shook that thought with 2 minutes in class, and judging from the pain in her swollen bladder, MAYBE 3 minutes of dry knickers left. Hermione had no time for such thoughts. As the bell rang Hermione decided she would hang back and pretend to get extra help everybody knew she didn't need. Then make a run, who was she kidding at this point, a hobble to Hagrid's and hope to Merlin she made it there dry and before Harry or Ron noticed where she was headed. Brrrng! Everyone, except Hermione began to leave. "C'mon Hermione the doors this way", Ron said sarcastically. "I've got to ask Professor Sprout a question, I'll catch up." At first she thought she was caught due to the need to cross her legs after she stood and the quiver in her voice when she spoke. But with a simultaneous shrug Harry and Ron left for the castle. Hermione could barely wait for everyone to file out the greenhouse door before burying a hand in her school skirt to hold her crotch. "Oh Merlin's beard!" She thought to her self as a short yet powerful spurt of her own making met her palm even through her underwear and skirt. She really wasn't going to make it was she? Finally everyone was off towards the castle and Hermione made her way to Hagrid's hut. It was a long, extremely damp hobble/jog. Upon reaching, and knocking on, Hagrid's front door she was greeted with the enormous bark of Fang. The shock sent another powerful spurt into her palm, which she hand now planted directly on her panty clad crotch under her skirt. There was now a rivulet of urine centimeters from reaching her sock on her left leg. Still no Hagrid. Hermione knocked again another bark, for which she was ready for this time, but no answer. She was sweating profusely now. So she decided to ditch her school robe. Bad idea! Taking the pressure of her crotch was the final straw. Hermione was out of time. Now constantly losing short powerful bursts of pee into her underwear and down her legs, she dropped her robe and lifted her skirt. Heading for Hagrid's garden completely exposed from the waste down save for her knickers, which were from the "sexy" end of Hermione's drawer but still covered the parts they were supposed to fully. Really the only thing thing slightly risque about was that they had only a single string of hot pink elastic on each side connecting the not quite baby blue but definitely not royal blue cotton of the front and back front and back. If anybody were to look her direction they'd have seen more of teenage Hermione than anyone ever had. Not to mention her light yellow water beginning to spill down her long, naturally tan legs. Upon reaching the garden, Hermione was in full fountain mode. It was really happening! She was wearing herself. When she felt her toes get warm she decided she better try to save her shoes a bit and squatted. Not much of a squat really. Honestly she had just stuck out her bum enough for her powerful flow, broken into about 4 streams of different size, to go straight through her panties to the dirt instead of straight down her legs. It still went down her legs but not nearly as much. Red faced and panting Hermione emptied her aching bladder. Excitement was definitely evident now. Hermione should be distraught. Her panties are soaked to the elastic in the front and more than halfway up her bum but instead of tears welling in her eyes something else was welling deep inside her. As her flow stopped, and all that was left was multiple tendrils running down each leg with the occasional drip from her saturated undergarments, Hermione noticed one thing. She was hot, but not from the sun that was overhead. She an uncontrollable desire to touch herself. Before she succumbed though, she thought back to Modern Witch. A naughty grin formed in her lips. Tucking her skirt under her left arm, she used her right to pull out her wand. With a shaky voice Hermione said "Vibradora!" The tip of her wand became thicker and it sprang to life. Vibrating so hard she almost dropped it. She took a quick look around to make she was still alone before placing the wand between her legs. Not even bothering to insert it inside herself or underwear, Hermione held it firm and begin to slowly gyrate her hips so the practically dancing wand rubbed gently up and down her her delicate opening. It only took about 10 seconds of what could only be described as humping for Hermione to reach her first climax. It was absolute bliss! She began to shudder head to toe, her face got redder, and her panties wetter. (How was that even possible?!) At first the only sound she made was you might call a squeak as she bit her lip. Giving into the sensation though, Hermione began to moan "mmm mmm uhh ugh ohh ohhh Oh Merlin!" "Hermione, tha' you?" It was Hagrid! "Yes,Hagrid, it's me! I'll be right there!" "Shit!" Hermione thought to herself, reverting back to her muggle vocabulary for a second. She had to think fast. The clean up spell she needed had escaped the usually infallible Hermione Granger. What could she tell Hagrid? The truth? He would definitely keep her secret. Especially if she were to shed some tears which were already on the way out of frustration over the lost spell. What's that? Excitement again? Somebody knowing what she had just done to her knickers, well one of the things she did to them, gave her more pleasure than it should have. Merlin's beard, she had to tell him now. Having already replaced her skirt to it's rightful place, she quickly did the same to her wand and went to meet Hagrid at the front of his hut. Sniffling Hermione said "hello Hagrid." "Hermione, wha's wrong? Yes alrigh'?" "I.. I've had an accident." She responded. "Accident? Yer not hurt are ye?" Hagrid asked dropping the crossbow he'd had on his shoulder and approaching Hermione. "I'm fine Hagrid. It.. it wasn't that type of accident." Her stomach was was doing backflips. Was she really about to do this? "Whew, ye scared me, ye did! Sounded like a dementor had got ya. All that moaning. What's happened then?" It was now or never. She may never have this opportunity again. Hermione, who had already been nervously clutching at her skirt, grabbed it by the hem and lifted it to her waist. "Hermione! The bloody hell are ye doin'?" Hagrid exclaimed, as he started to hide his face. Too late. He had seen what she had intended him to. "Oh! Oh, Hermione I see. Cover yourself. How'd this happen?" Hermione dropped her skirt and frantically said, "I drank a lot of pumpkin juice, then I studied all through break, and then I was doing all the work for Ron and Harry in herbolo-" "Easy now, easy now. I think I got the picture. But what are you doing down here?" Hagrid asked. "I knew I couldn't make it back up to the castle, but... You weren't home" she said tearfully and only half acting. "Hermione, I'm sorry but I don't know what I can do for ye now. You know I'm not supposed ter do magic, or I'd clean ye up." "It's ok Hagrid, I know the proper spells. Could.. could this be our secret though?" She asked. " O 'course" replied Hagrid. Putting his enormous finger to his lips. "Shhh" and he winked. Hermione smiled, wiped her tears, scooped up her school robe, and turned toward the castle. "Oh, and Hermione?" She turned to look at him once more. "Keep yer skirt down, eh?" Hermione giggled and went about her way. Still squelching in her shoes. Her excitement fully returning now. She was going to have a lot of fun with the flustered look on Hagrid's reddened face tonight. Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed. You tell me, shall we continue with the take of Hermione's sexuality? Do dig further into what excites her? Will she fullfil her desire to be watched? Will she find more excitement in humiliating others? Or have you heard enough?
  15. From the album: Off-Limits!

    Here is the last of the three pages I was working on! I hope this larger update made for the long gap between pages 21 and 22! (The next pages should, if all goes well, come out at relatively the same speed they were before the hiccup!) --- Anyway, here's some obligatory self-advertising: I am still taking commissions! If you are interested in having me draw something for you, you can check out my thread here!
  16. So, as I teased, Thursday night was my works holiday party, and I planned on getting drunk, or as I promised ‘wrecked.’ It’s been a busy few months and I wanted to unwind, also the party featured free wine and other drinks, vouchers for rides home, and after the official party, myself, the hubby, and a bunch of the younger people from work and their partners planned on going out clubbing. All in all, I planned to be less than responsible (especially after leaving the official work function), and in anticipation I left out a pair of Goodnites on the bed, and put down my peepod pad in place. I felt rather naughty leaving these things out on the bed. I wore a cute black skirt, nothing too short so that if I bend over people would see my knickers, but also not too long to be frumpy. Now there was some discussion about shimapan (striped panties), so I pulled on a pair of white with blue stripes (not to be confused with blue with white stripes) panties. Anyhow, I slipped a pad into my panties before leaving, for other reasons, put on some moderately sensible shoes (for dancing and tottering about), grabbed a small purse, changed my husband’s shirt and shoes, and we headed out. I won’t ramble on about the official work party portion of the evening. There were the usual chit chat, and some speeches, and so forth. I mostly kept it together, as in addition to staff we also had a ton of our volunteers out at the event. I did however, partake in a good portion of wine, possibly 5 glasses, maybe less, it was a little hard to say. Anyhow, water and finger food were also consumed with abandon, and the washroom was visited often. Once this part wrapped up, a decent sized group wandered down to the pre-arranged club. It was probably around 11pm at this point, and I was decently tipsy. I really haven’t gone clubbing in a little while, so it was kind of nice, but I was glad we had a bunch of friends and people we knew around. So much dancing occurred and I drank even more, I don’t really know how many but enough to stay a little tottery and certainly goofy. It was your usual club tunes, which means I knew very little of the music, as I’ve not gone clubbing in a while, but that was part of the fun, as most of the songs were new, we just sort of alternated between thrashing about on the dance floor, and leaning up against the wall drinking. I do have pretty clear recollection of one point in the night, which will be of interest to readers. This officers when rigorous dancing was taking place closer to the side of the dancing area. Jumping and dancing were happening and at one point I jumped up with both feet as high as I could go and landed hard with my legs slightly spread apart. Dancing on a mostly full bladder is fine for me, as long as I’m not doing anything too theatrical, and this was just the kind of move that gets me in trouble. As I landed I felt a serious whoosh of liquid escape my body. The pad I was wearing was flooded instantly and in my drunken state it took me a few seconds to bear down and stop the flow. I giggled and looked down. Fortunately, my legs were spread, so all I had done was soak my panties and pad, and leave a small (but noticeable spot) on the dance floor. No one seems to have noticed, and so I took a few steps to the wall, where I leaned to catch my breath and keep giggling. I felt a little goofy and thought I’d snap a picture of my little puddle (inhibitions being lowered), and I got a little carried away and took a bunch of pictures, which ended up looking cool because of the strobe lights. Anyhow, this is the puddle I left on the dance floor. After snapping these pictures, I hurried off to the washroom. The line wasn’t long and I got in a stall, pulled out the soaked pad, pulled off my panties, and squeeze dried them with toilet paper. Now despite my having brought a smaller purse I did have my usual spare pair of panties in a little zip lock bag with a spare backup pad. So I swapped out my panties, stuffing the striped panties into the baggie and pulling the fresh panties back on (after emptying my bladder in the toilet and carefully wiping my girl parts dry). Now my dress is the length where you could get away with going without panties, if you were careful, but I was not really at a stage of sobriety where I was going to be careful, there was a good chance that folks were going to see my knickers. I also should mention that my spare panties were not a dark colour that might have been harder to see in the low light of the club should a girl ‘get low’ or you know, do some other potentially revealing dance move. No, these panties were one of my dinosaur print panties. For some reason, wearing dinosaur print panties at a club felt very naughty. Why naughty you ask? Because if you are going to flash someone your panties ‘accidentally’ what’s more adorable, striped panties, or dino print panties? I’ll let you all decide. But basically, I was wearing a very adult dress and shoes, but had on one of my more adorable girly pairs of panties. I contemplated snapping some pictures of my wet panties and pad in the toilet, but I was tipsy and worried about dropping my phone in the toilet... needless to say I wasn't quite all there at this point. I rejoined the group and danced and drank until the club closed. By the time the lights came up, I was rather tipsy and kind of draped off my husband. Now he had quite a bit to drink as well but kept things together as he knew I was going to get messy. At this stage my recollection of the evening is patchy. Did I mention I’d been drinking? So I do remember a few snippets which are worth recounting. We were just in line to get our coats when my hubby leaned close to my ear and whispered (or sort of whispered, as there were plenty of people around us talking and you would have needed a stage whisper in order to be heard): “I’m going to get our coats. You should visit the washroom before we grab a cab.” I remember blushing furiously and starting to protest, but then checking my bladder and realizing that he was right, and knows me well enough that when I’m drinking like this, I’m very sloppy. Neither of us wanted me to wet a taxi seat, so I scampered off to the washroom to pee. I should add that when he does things like this, like reminding me to use the washroom ‘just in case,’ or to ‘wash my hands,’ or similar things like this, it makes me feel little and protected by a caring Daddy figure, and I love it! Anyhow, I nipped off to the loo and peed. I also pulled out the pad I had on, as it had caught a few additional dance-move related dribbles throughout the rest of the evening. I made it back to the coat check just after he got our coats. We said goodbye to a couple of our friends who had stuck it out, and my hubby ended up chatting with one of them for a little while, before we jumped in a cab (or Uber, I don’t remember). We got home, and made it up to our flat. I’m sure my hubby did a bit of lifting and pulling, as I was slightly uncooperative. Once we got home, the shoes came off, the purse which I miraculously still had found a comfortable spot on the floor, and staggering to the bedroom, I pulled off my dress in one go, and flopped down on the bed. I guess my hubby stayed up a little later, or fell asleep on the coach or something, because the next thing I knew he was shaking my awake. I was still pretty groggy, but apparently I had peed the bed wearing my dino panties and bra. I had more or less positioned myself onto the peepod pad, so the clean up was rather easy. I think I reprimanded my hubby for not properly changing my into ‘my nighttime panties’ and was more or less unhelpful as he pulled off the peepod pad, used a corner of it to more or less wipe my girl parts, and properly prepare me for bed. It must have been about 4 am or something (my hubby later confirmed that it was only like 3 am and I’d only been in bed for like an hour). Anyhow, he helped me into the Goodnites, which were still laying on the bed, and helped me get off my bra. The wet pad and panties were more or less folded up and flopped onto the floor. In order to stave off a hangover, we both had a glass of water. I knew it would likely end up mostly in the bed, but I am not a fan of hangovers. I remember putting up a fuss about not being ready for bed, and worried about wetting the bed again, so while I put on some PJ bottoms, my hubby located one of our Goodnite bed pads, stuck it down on the sheets, and put me to bed. This time he joined me and we were both out like a light. ----- The next morning I woke up to the feeling of wet cold cloth against my skin. It wasn’t too late, my phone said like 11 am, and normally given how late we had been up, I would have had a lay in, but I was wet. VERY wet. I felt around underneath me and between my legs and I felt a very wet and swollen Goodnite, along with wet PJ bottoms, and even a considerable wet spot on the bed pad. My hubby was groggily mumbling next to me, so I dragged myself out of bed, stripped off the wet PJ bottoms, and padded into the washroom wearing a very swollen diaper. I took my all-too-common post-bedwetting shower, and then, because I was mostly awake at this point, I went about making breakfast. After a while, my hubby joined me and filled me in on some of the events of the evening (used to complete the above story). He also lightly teased me about wetting the bed twice in one night; Something about knowing he had a wife who wet the bed, but just not that much. And also ‘for a little girl, I certainly peed a lot.’ This had the effect of both embarrassing and turning me on. I thanked him for taking good care of me the previous night, and promised sexy times later in the day, once we were both a little less hung over (the water had not really helped). While tidying up, I thought I’d snap a picture of both bedwetting incidents for posterity (and you perverts). So here is the aftermath of the first wetting; my peepod pad and wet dino panties (the wet striped panties were still in the baggie in my purse). As you can see, the pad did a good job of catching this initial accident. The pad and panties were cold to the touch, and smelled only faintly of pee. I then artfully arranged the Goodnite, wet PJs, on top of the wet bed pad, and snapped some more pics. I can’t believe I peed that much, usually, a Goodnite can hold one full Rachel bladder, so given the size of the puddle on the bed pad and the dampness of my PJ bottoms, I must have wet twice wearing these things. So I’ve left the title a little vague… Anyhow, here are the shots of the Goodnite in the bathroom on its own, so you can see how wet it got. Anyhow, that was my rowdy messy night. I hope you enjoyed it. Rachel
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    I had to go so badly and just couldnt hold it after loading my groceries in the car. I flood my jeans and boots as cars pass and people walk by me!

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  18. Found some of best wettings while shopping and walking. Feel free to share more ideas in this type of wetting. Mine is not to full pee releasing and wetting, but just several small wettings / spurts from time to time while shopping without attracting attention.  So beside small wetting/dripping in skintight black spandex pants while walking in a mall looking for stuff in shops and dripping from time to time letting pee out a little bit and while going out from shopping going on cash registers and the same short wetting without attracting attention towards what is happening.  For this type of wetting, can be used skintight black spandex pants on which is not so visible the wetting patch, so it can be harder to be seen, in this way it can easy make a lot of small spurts in shop and also a wetting at cash register while paying. The last one is available also on https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5d9e7eda4a281 But please buy clips, just to support the producers, they are not so many in this type of fetish and also producing good quality amateur clips.
  19. View File Soaking my Jeans in Public after Shopping I had to go so badly and just couldnt hold it after loading my groceries in the car. I flood my jeans and boots as cars pass and people walk by me! Submitter Wet Brianna Submitted 12/29/2019 Category Public wetting Clothing Jeans  
  20. Anyone else from St. Louis? The lack of public bathrooms is sure something in urban areas, huh? For those of you who may be familiar with the area... There I was, with my husband, walking down the last bit of the Delmar Loop (very busy strip, full of specialty shops, restaurants, and city life), ducking in and out of buildings in an attempt to find relief for my aching bladder, only to be thwarted by locked doors, "for customers only" signs, and exclamations of "No public restrooms!" So, what do you do in that situation? You wait, and you hold it. Fortunately, our train was due any moment, and I knew where to find a bathroom at our destination. As I left the last shop, assuring my husband that I would be okay, having given up finding a bathroom, we took off toward the metrolink station. When we arrived, the train was just pulling up to the station. "Hurry!" my husband yelled to me as he jogged to the train. "I can't!" I replied, through gritted teeth. It was all I could do to keep moving. Running on a bladder this full would be impossible. Naturally, the train left without us, much to the annoyance of my husband and the dispair of myself. I looked at him with wide eyes and mouthed an apology while I let my hand grasp between my legs for less than a second. He rolled his eyes and nodded, then gave me a half smile, being accustomed to my bladder having a mind of its own. As we waited for the next train, around 25 minutes, I assumed different positions to aid in my holding. I tried sitting on the bench with my legs or ankles crossed, then stood and paced with my arms folded across my chest, and finally resorted to sitting on the pavement so I could hold myself under my loose black dress, but over the black leggings I was wearing. I was beginning to become frantic; the train was not coming quickly enough! I looked at my husband with pleading eyes. When he asked if I was okay (translation: "Have you wet your pants again?") I assured him I was, for now. Finally, I saw a light at the end of the tunnel. Literally. The next train was pulling into the station! Hurriedly, we boarded and found a seat. I couldn't help but fidget, stomp, and shift in my seat. I may have even let out a few whines. There was nothing I could do--I just had to go so badly. I could tell my husband was becoming a little embarrassed at my behavior and I did my best to sit still like a proper 23-year-old woman. Suddenly, I gripped my crotch through my dress in panic. We still had at least 15 minutes left on the train, but I knew I didn't have that long before I lost it. I whispered to my husband "It's coming." He said, "We can get off a stop early and you can go at McDonald's?" As my eyes started to tear up in shame, I told him I wouldn't make it; it is coming now. As my bladder released, I lifted my dress slightly and moved to the edge of the seat to minimize the damage. I felt awful for having an accident in the train seat but I didn't know what else to do. Pulling my dress out of the way, I hugged my knees to my chest and soaked my black leggings and the seat. My husband, annoyed and embarrassed, but understanding, gently rubbed my back as I kept my eyes to the ground and uncontrollably emptied my bladder in the crowded train. It wasn't until it began dripping on the floor that he pulled away, obviously even more humiliated than I was. When the train pulled into our stop, we quickly exited the train, avoiding meeting the eyes of the other passengers. Fortunately, I'd had the foresight to pull my dress from under me, and there was very little wetness on it. My leggings were totally covered. As we passed the park bathroom, he urged me to try to finish in the toilet. I protested, saying I had done it all in my pants, but did proceed to try. Nope. Nothing. As we continued the short walk home, he gently scolded me for not addressing the need sooner and wetting myself, but then agreed that more bathrooms should be available in such a public area. He knows I did my best.
  21. Jailor Eckman

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    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Here is the request I did for @AkenoSama, featuring their OC!

    © AkenoSama (Character & Concept)

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