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So lately I was thinking to try some new public places for wetting. I'd really love hearing some ideas and suggestions!

This is a sigthing I’ve experienced in my last year of high school. There isn’t any wetting or detailed desperation, but I though some of you might enjoy it. Anyway. Onto the story. It was an usual day, and during the break time I was walking to the bathrooms. Our school has two floors for seniors and each floor has one bathroom, with about three to four stalls. As I was about to enter, I passed by my friend who was also going in the same direction, but to the men’s room right next to the women’s room. I was going to say hi, but he looked like he was in a bit of a rush, so I decided not to. We’re not really close, but we share a few friend groups, so I knew his class was downstairs. Unlike our floor, the third floor has both junior and senior classes, and despite there being a lot more students, there’s still only one bathroom. And some breaks are only five minutes, so there isn’t much time to use the restroom. Naturally, it can get pretty crowded and the bathrooms there are usually busy. That break was also only five minutes, so I just assumed the stalls downstairs were occupied, and he came here to use the restroom. Anyway, I got in and did my business, and after a few minutes I got out of the restroom. Just a few moments later, my friend came out of the men’s room after me, but now, he looked even more tense as to when he entered. His face had gotten red, he was constantly tapping his foot and shifting his weight, and kept looking around as if he couldn’t decide where to go. He seemed to be frantically searching for a bathroom. It was only a few classes into the day, so I thought he must’ve held it in for a while to get that desperate. Then, he noticed me. We made eye contact, and I smiled. He looked a bit embarrased, but he returned the gesture. You could see that he was trying to be polite and discreet, but it was obvious he was in a lot of discomfort. I wanted to be sympathetic and didn’t want him to feel alone, so I asked if the bathrooms there was occupied too. He nodded. I smiled and told him that the girls room was also full, and that I was on my way to use the restroom downstairs. He agreed, so I started walking down the stairs as he silently followed. As we walked, I noticed he walked a bit slowly and stayed behind me while I was a bit far ahead, leaving him out of my eyesight. After a while, I reached the bathrooms and got in without looking back, as to not be awkward. It’s probably just my imagination, but I felt like he was walking a bit slower on purpose so that I couldn’t see his predicament. I don’t know if he actually got to use the bathroom, as the stalls in that floor could’ve still been full, but I saw him after a few periods and he looked a lot less stressed and relieved. I really hope he made it!

Short based off a character suggest by @RAYquazaOmo.... "Y-Yeah,You too have a nice day..." Digby said as he closed the door to the Nooklings' store. He wandered away from the store in a rather stiff manner,whimpering with each step as his fists clenched. Hours of showing off home models from the Happy Home Showcase could take a bit of a toll on anyone. So Digby always made sure to stop by the Roost for a quick drink during his the short breaks he could squeeze in. And the drinks worked. They were delicious and they helped him stay awake through several showcase. ...But all those drinks didn't come without some side effects. "I really need to get Isabelle to convince the Mayor we need more toilets." Digby said as he crossed his legs and kept his hands in between them. His tail wiggled frantically as he looked around for a toilet. The HHA worker was bursting for a pee. In the few breaks he was able to have, he found himself unable to get any relief. The Roost didn't seem to have any bathrooms in sight. He suspected it might've been because the place had only been recently built. The shops in the street didn't have any either and if they did they were employees only. And a lot of villagers were out during the day, so knocking on their houses and asking them if he could use theirs wasn't an option for him today. Digby kept walking forward. Stopping every once in a while to cross his legs in a vain attempt to ease the pressure in his bladder. "....Why did that porta potty have to be for display only..." Digby thought to himself. Hilariously (Or not so Hilariously for Digby himself) Timmy and Tommy were selling portable toilets that day for 2000 bells. Digby found it very baffling that they sold porta potties as furniture but the mayor couldn't be bothered to place a few of those around the town. And digby had already used up the cash on his person for his break, so it's not like he could've bought it, placed it down and pee. Digby's eyes frantically darted around town. There was nobody in sight, Maybe the villagers all went home now? "AAAAAH! Ooooh!" Digby whimpered as he hopped from one foot to the other, His bladder was dangerously close to releasing it's contents without his input. "Pee! Pee! I gotta...Huh?" His moaning stopped as a red object entered his peripheral vision. He looked to his side and saw a fire hydrant surrounded by a few trees. Digby just silently stared at it for a few moments. He remembered his sister mentioning that the Mayor had recently placed that there and had made quite a big deal about it. Digby bit his lip and looked around hastily. There was still nobody around. He slowly moved towards the fire hydrant, his body feeling a twinge with each step. "....I....am i really..." He thought to himself. He looked around again. Still nobody. He then began fumbling with his zipper. "Ohhh! C'mon!" He groaned as he couldn't stop himself from shifting around. Soon, he managed to get his zipper down. He hastily whiped out his penis and scooted closer to the fire hydrant. A powerful stream of urine splattered against the hydrant almost instantly. "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~...........Pheeeeeeew......" Digby relaxed. His tail going limp and his eyes struggling to stay open has he released all the stress he had been holding in. A small arc splattered against the bottom of the hydrant as it slowly darkened the grass below. He wasn't sure why the mayor had chosen that specific spot to place the hydrant, but the overwhelming sense of relief he was feeling right now prevented him from fretting over it. He leaned his head back as his bladder continued to shrink, enjoying the moment of euphoria after spending an entire day holding it. This moment had to come to end eventually, and so did the stream as it slowly got weaker until stopping completely. Digby shook his member to get any droplets of and then tucked his penis back in his pants. He cringed as he could feel a bit of pee on his underwear. "I'll have to wash my hands at the nearby lake..." Digby though to himself. He looked at the wetness he had created around the Fire Hydrant and shook his head. First order of business? Head to the town hall. The mayor was usually out during these times, but his sister was always there. So with any luck.... *Ahem* Digby's heart nearly stopped upon hearing the noise. He slowly turned around to see Daisy standing behind him with a frown. Digby's eyes widened and he was about to scramble for an excuse. Until he realized that Daisy was rubbing her thighs together. He then looked up and noticed a few other dog villagers standing behind her. He then locked eyes with daisy again. but before he could say anything else, she spoke up. "Are you done using that? I have an emergency too!"

Hello pee world. It's been forever since I've last posted. Something like three years or so? Since then, a fellow Omo member and I actually met in person, fell in love, got married, and have a wonderful life together. We are currently expecting our first child. With pregnancy, comes frequent urges to pee. For the most part we are completely fine with that. While we have had so many fun experiences together, this one is by far one of my favorites, and I just had to write about it. It's spring in the Midwest of the US, and today we had a beautiful spring day. We took advantage by going fishing. We brought our two German Shepherds with us to our campground, where we started out the day. The campground is still closed to everyone else, so it was just us. Every time we had the urge to pee; I pulled my pants down, he unzipped his fly, and we went at our leisure. After a couple of hours, we weren't having much luck catching anything at the campground. We decided to take the dogs back home, and we went to a local park to try our luck there. of course, there were a lot of people. We manage to get a spot far enough away from others to cast our lines. We sat down on the nearby bench and waited. By this time, I had to pee again. I held it for about an hour. After still not having much luck, I decided to make it a little more fun. I looked at my husband and told him that I was just going to pee there on that bench, as long as he peed himself when we got back home. He instantly got a little excited and agreed, as he told me that he had to pee pretty bad too. I started out by letting little spurts go so that way it wouldn't be so noticeable. It wasn't too long before a small puddle was forming below me. I could feel my butt getting wet. My husband then admits that he wasn't sure if he would be able to make it home either, so he let a little bit out too. Now, I was wearing black leggings, so I wasn't too worried about other people seeing me. My husband on the other hand, was wearing gray cargo pants. Every single drop showed up instantly, and I got so aroused. I decided to stand up behind the bench and keep letting some out. I wanted to be able to feel it run down my legs a. It was quite an adrenaline rush, as I stood there and slowly peed my pants. It was going down both of my legs. It was warm, and it made me tingle. I couldn't decide at first if I wanted to finish peeing standing, or if I wanted to sit back on the bench. By this point it was getting too difficult to hold it. I stood in front of my husband and peed some more. I let him feel my butt and legs. I was soaked all the way to my knees. I really wanted to sit on his lap and continue, but I didn't want it to be noticeable to the people around us. Finally, I sat back down on the bench and continued letting little bits out. Those little spurts started to become bigger and bigger, as I was actually started to lose control. Soon enough, it was coming out of me at full force. A huge puddle formed below me. If anyone walked by it was completely noticeable. After I finished, I looked at my husband, and I could tell he wanted to let it all go too. I told him that it was up to him, because it was a long walk back to the vehicle. He said that he couldn't hold it anymore, and he started to relax himself. His gray pants started turning a dark gray right in front of my eyes. Even though he was sitting on the bench, it started running down his legs. It was also pooling beneath him. After a little while, I made him stand up so I could inspect all of the damage. The back of his left leg was completely soaked to his foot, and the back of his right leg was soaked until about midthigh. He had a huge wet spot in front too. It was so hot. We then had to face the inevitable by walking by all the other people that were also fishing, then by a little playground, and half of a parking lot before we got back to our car. My husband took his jacket off to hang in front of him, and I walked behind him. My wet pants weren't nearly as noticeable as his were. I could tell he was nervous, because he kept looking back at me and giving the nervous laugh. I told him to keep going like nothing happened. We walked by 7 or 8 other people that were fishing. One of the guys actually stopped to talk to us for a second. He had asked if we caught anything. My husband didn't say a word, so I quickly chimed in and said no, and that this was the second place that we tried. He replied to us saying that it's still early in the season. We all agreed, and my husband and I kept walking. There wasn't anyone on the playground, so we were safe there. We were walking through the parking lot when some other guy in a truck was pulling out after we walked through. He passed us, and we kept walking. We finally made it to the car, and we opened the hatch to put our stuff away. My husband cursed because there was someone on the other side of the car. I told him to keep his jacket in front of him, and to hurry and hop in. He quickly laid his jacket down on the seat and got in. I did the same. We were both over the moon as we thought about what we just did. We could clearly see the wet spots beneath the bench, where we were just sitting, all the way from the parking lot. We were both still so aroused by the time we got home; we banged a good one out on our front porch. We live in the country, so we weren't worried about anyone going by as we've done that many times. The whole experience was so hot, we might just have to bang another one out before bed. 😉 Anyways, that was our exciting afternoon!

View File Rachel's Twitter Finds - WangXiang So I spent a bit of time (during a few long Zoom calls for work) downloading recent Omorashi and diaper content from Twitter. I'm going to upload these user by user, and note that these are all the videos I could find from users since my last big upload... which was like 2 years ago. Also, I did my best to jot down the user names, in case you want to join the trainwreck that is Twitter and check out the accounts but note that all of these accounts have been previously mentioned on the Twitter Omorashi thread. Hope you enjoy and apologies for any spelling mistakes with the user names. This producer has some amazing photos and I've included a few as well. Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 03/24/2023 Category Female  

It was amazing .I did video with that on my MV. My boyfriend was so hard if i peed my pants so much. 😄 I love soaking my knickers and jeans in public.

Hey everyone 🙂 I was watching the Super Bowl today/yesterday (on TV) and I noticed a scene in which a lady in the audience was shown sipping what seemed to me to be an absurdly large can of some kind of beverage (maybe 1l?). Possibly the massive size of the drink is just from my imagination, but anyway, some drinks were probably consumed in the stadium as well. And if you are drinking a fair amount, you have to go to the bathroom at some point ^^ So I wondered, there must have been some desperate viewers, especially towards the end of the game. I mean, if you can watch the Super Bowl live in the stadium, you absolutely don't want to miss anything, particularly during the decisive phase of the game, right? But that most likely didn't stop you from enjoying a couple of drinks. However, in this respect, my thoughts wandered off towards the end a bit, that there were certainly several people in the crowd who were dying for a pee. Well, I went twice in the second half alone, but being at home I was able to take a quick trip to the bathroom next door during the commercial breaks. An option that the people present on site didn’t have in such a way ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I don’t quite know what I actually want to get at with this post 😂 except to share my carousel of thoughts obviously and maybe to create an occasion where you can contribute your thoughts, ideas and/or fantasies about this very gladly. Anyhow, have a great day! 😄

This story was inspired by a wonderful piece of art by Biku! I feel no need to describe what the girls are wearing, since they're in the picture just below. However, I will describe why they chose those clothes. Disclaimer: This story is not endorsed by Biku himself, I just randomly got his permission to write a story about his picture. This story deviates from any context given in the picture. Disclaimer 2: Biku is into vanilla wetting/desperation and hasn't shown that he's into lesbians or anything, so I'm putting this warning here. I don't think the original picture was meant to be taken as lesbian, but this is my story and I say they're lesbians since we're already non cannon anyway! Story starts here! Rebecca was always popular with her outgoing personality and amazing body! Her slender form mixed with her tantalizing blue eyes and heavy brown hair always caught people's eyes. She stood at 5' 8" and weighed 145 lbs, a weight she was happy with. True, some of her friends were a bit slimmer, but she could never keep herself away from her grandma's amazing brownies! On the day of the story, she wore light purple panties with a dark purple waistband and leopard print pattern on them. Her slim bra, being the bare minimum size needed to keep her cleavage contained, followed the same color scheme as her panties. Her light blue tank top held her figure well and nicely contrasted her brown pants which were adorned with a large button and double stitches at the waistband and the bottoms of the legs. Her pink tennis shoes with black stitching completed her light and delicate look perfectly! Elizabeth wasn't as popular as her friend Rebecca, but she definitely wasn't left out either. Her mid-size body and wide thighs caught eyes, along with her delicately smooth brown eyes and fully blonde hair. She stood at 5' 11" and weighed 170 lbs, a weight that reflected both her high calorie diet and the upper body exercise that she always got at her job. On the day of the story, she wore light pink panties with black stitching and a matching bra hidden underneath her black T shirt which was left with the top button undone, as well as her red mini skirt which also had red sticking. Her black shoes completed the look she was going for, strong and potent! The day began at 10am with a phone call from Elizabeth, who was so bored that she couldn't think of what to do with her day. Glancing at her phone and recognizing the number, Rebecca cheerfully answered her girlfriend! The two exchanged good mornings and gossiped for a few minutes before Liz (she lets her friends call her Liz) finally admitted her boredom and that she had absolutely zero plans for the day. This intrigued Becca (she only let Liz call her that) who proposed that the two head out into the city for a day of fun! They could hit up restaurants and parks and bowling allies and fill their entire day with excitement! Naturally, Liz said yes to this and left within 20 minutes to go pick up her best friend! As Liz pressed the red button on her smartphone and put it down, an evil smile extended from ear to ear! It's PERFECT! I can finally make her dance for me! She started coming up with a list of places that she wanted to visit, careful to avoid anywhere boring enough for her partner to excuse herself to the toilet. Rebecca had no idea what she was in store for. She was just happy to have something to do with her day, and glad to be with her bestie for the entirety of her day off! She also had a couple places in mind for the day as she started her black RX-7 and took off into the morning sun! She'd always cared for the car, as it was a gift from her late father who won many local races with it! Not to mention, it's perfect polish and double layered ceramic coating made it shine like black gold and got her all the attention she ever wanted! I'd know that sound anywhere... Thought Liz, looking out her window and seeing the black touring car coming down the road towards her house. She gave her hair one last fluff before picking up her purse and stepping through the front door, her eyes slightly squinting in the morning sun. As she locked her front door and put her keys back in her purse, her eyes once again passed over the water bottles packed in there... Rebecca pressed unlock on the car door and honked the horn once, to which Liz took her time walking over to the car before leaning down to step into the lowered car. The two just looked at each other and giggled for a sec, although for slightly different reasons... "Wanna go to that outdoor restaurant with the amazing pasta?" Asked Liz. "Sure, I'm starving!" Quickly replied Rebecca. "You mind if we do like last time?" Asked Liz, moving her hand towards the center of the car. "Yeah, no problem at all! You did really good last time!" Said an excited Rebecca. With that, Rebecca pushed the clutch pedal to the floor and Liz clicked the shifter into first gear. "Off we go!" Said Rebecca, swapping clutch for gas as the two started their journey to the nearby city of sparkles! The two couldn't be more in sync! It was only the second time Liz had been the one manning the shifter, but she knew how the car always felt when she was in the passenger seat and had memorized the way her gf always drove. After a few minutes, Rebecca stopped telling Liz when to shift gears and would just tap her hand against the wheel when it was time to change gears. She never had to wait for Liz to find the right gear, leaving the car driving almost as smoothly as it did when she was doing the shifting. Almost an hour later, the two arrived at a busy couple blocks and left the car with the windows cracked in the restaurant parking lot before heading over to be seated. They took a table in the corner and ordered as much fancy pasta and bread sticks as they could eat! With their bellies full, the two used the toilets before heading out. It was now nearly noon, a perfect time to visit the local park and walking trails! The both purchased the rose hip and ginseng tea from the vender at the entrance before picking a trail at random and heading out into well groomed woods. They talked about life and gossiped to their hearts content as they finished their tea and deposited the empty bottles into a recycling can as they walked. Their walk lasted about 2 hours, interrupted only by short breaks on the local benches and the need to introduce themselves to local dog walkers and pet their beautiful dogs. "I could really go for some water right about now" Said Rebecca, her dry mouth and throat slightly skewing her voice. "I got a couple with me, here, have one." Said Liz, handing a bottle of fruit flavored water to her gf before the two once again sat on a bench and drank their waters. That should be enough... She's always had a delightfully small bladder... Thought Liz, giggling to herself. "What's so funny over there?" Asked Rebecca. "Nothing important, just remembering the first time we played frisbee here... You threw it so high we had to ask someone to climb the tree to get it down!" Said Liz, chuckling a bit harder now. "I told you I'd never done it before." Quipped Rebecca, her urge to empty her bladder pushing her to ask to continue their walk... She'd just slip away to the restrooms before they left the park... Her heart sank as she saw the sign on the restroom door. "Closed for Maintenance. Sorry for the inconvenience." "Guess I just gotta wait..." Said Liz, moving her legs around a little as she faked a struggle against a filling bladder. Truth was, her bladder was so huge that she could comfortably go for another few hours, but she needed to make it look like she had to go if her plan was ever going to work... Besides, it's not like those drinks weren't hitting her too, just that there was so much room in her massive bladder that she could afford to wait quite awhile longer... She'd also had a couple drinks before leaving home, in hopes that she could produce a rather powerful stream to go along with her fake pee desperation. "You think you can make it to the next stop?" Asked Rebecca, concerned for her friend who was now so desperate that she apparently couldn't stop from dancing in front of her gf. "Yeah, I should be fine..." Said Liz, forcing a small blush to go along with her fake pee dance... She'd chosen a bowling alley as their next stop knowing that the leagues were in town today and they'd never be able to get into any of the local bowling alleys... "Okay, then let's get going." Said Rebecca, walking back to the car and looking up the nearest bowling alley. When they got there, they found that not only was there no parking left, but there was a line just to get in! "Oh come on!" Shouted Liz, rocking in her seat a bit as she closed her legs hard enough to make sure her gf noticed... "Wanna just skip the bowling and head back? We can hang at my place." "S-Sure..." Said Rebecca, not wanting her gf to have an accident and embarrass herself, especially not in her car! Thing is, Rebecca had to go really bad as well! Her bladder was near capacity and she fought so hard to keep from showing her desperation as another wave rode through her... She turned the car around and started the drive back... Only about halfway back, her desperation surged again as another wave crashed into her! She was easily at an 8/10! It was impossible for her to hold still and her slight movements were picked up by her gf's eagle eyes... "OOOhhhhhh I gotta goooooooo" Whined Liz, rocking in her seat a few times as she placed her hand on her crotch. She kept her eyes to her lap before looking at her gf and quickly pulling her hand off her crotch and blushing... She was only at a 6/10 at the most, but she needed to keep the act up for her master plan to work... "You sure you're gonna be okay? Should I pull over?" Asked Rebecca. She secretly hoped that Liz would say yes, as she was far too embarrassed to say that she needed to pull over for herself in the near future. "Yeah, I can still wait..." Said Liz, sitting up and dropping the potty dance for a few seconds before leaning forward a bit again... "Okay, if you're sure." Said Rebecca, disappointed that she wasn't able to get a yes out of her gf. When the two were just a few blocks from her house, Liz tensed her body and crossed her legs tightly before leaning forward and groaning. "Almost there, almost there, almost there..." She repeated this to herself, just loud enough for Rebecca to hear. "I need a distraction." She said as she pulled out her phone and texted Tyler that it was almost his time to shine. She had this whole thing planned out and paid her neighbor $20 to help her with her fantasy! She then opened a game on her phone and continued her fake potty dance as the duo neared her house. Rebecca finally couldn't hold still at all... Her body twitched as her bladder screamed for release! It was at 110%! The only thing stopping her from wetting herself was her pride in her image and her will to to embarrass herself in front of her gf! She barely held on as she parallel parked in front of her house and turned the car off! "Shit shit shit!" Liz said under her breath! As she got out of the car and stood up, she forced a few spurts out which soaked through her panties and splashed to the ground under her! "COVER ME!" She yelled as she pulled her skirt up and panties and dropped to a squat behind the car! She moaned in pleasure as she forced her pee out as hard as she could, the stream slamming into the ground and echoing off the parked cars! Rebecca stood behind her, blocking the view of any passing cars. Her bladder absolutely tormented her! She started to undo her pants in preparation for them to change places once Liz was done, all while standing bent forwards with her legs tightly crossed and her hand jammed in her crotch! As much as she wanted to keep cool in front of her friend, she was on the verge of losing it! Hearing her gf empty her bladder right behind her sent her to entirely new levels of desperation as the drops started to escape her pussy and damped her beautiful panties! Finally, Rebecca couldn't keep quiet anymore! "C-Can you hurry up?!" She yelled to her gf, gripping herself tightly as her panties slowly started to darken inside her pants! Her entire body shook as she fought to keep the floodgates closed! "I'm going as fast as I can!" Replied Liz, still gushing at full strength! Just on cue, Tyler left his house and began walking to the fence at the edge of his yard. Liz heard Tyler's door and and stopped her stream, locking plenty of boiling hot piss away for later! Tyler opened the gate on his fence and began walking down the sidewalk... "Okay my turn! Quick, cover me!" Said a very embarrassed Rebecca! "NOT YET! Someone's coming!" Said Liz, an evil grin reaching from one ear to the other as she turned around and saw her beautiful gf dancing and shaking her ass off as she struggled to contain the flood! "Shit. Opportunities gone. Come on inside, quick, before you have an accident!" Said Liz, seeing a bunch of people coming down the sidewalks on both sides of the street... There went any hopes of privacy for poor desperate Rebecca! "Oh come on!" Shouted Rebecca, doing her best to maintain her image as she walked while bent over forwards! She was nearly completely doubled over! Her hips swung from side to side as her bladder screamed in desperation! Finally at the front door, Liz wasted time as she pretended to have trouble finding her keys in her purse... She heard a familiar sound as a few spurts escaped Rebecca's tightly closed thighs and hissed into her panties, creating a visible wet spot on her lovely brown pants! Liz finally opened the front door and Rebecca dashed past her! Spurts of pee threatened to start running down her legs as she finally reached the bathroom door, only to find it locked! "C'mon c'mon c'mon!" She yelled, her flood starting to break free and run down to her knees! Rebecca urged Liz's roommate to get out of the bathroom ASAP as her hold continued to crumble... Only one thing... Liz's roommate wasn't home today. Liz had simply locked the bathroom door before she left! Finally catching up to Rebecca, Liz's body got so hot as she took in the view of her gf doing the most frantic pee dance she'd ever seen! She couldn't help but be really turned on! It was making her so horny she couldn't control herself! Liz stood next to her gf and smiled as she forced her floodgates open and peed as hard as she could! It shot right through her panties and splashed against the hardwood floor with tremendous force! She simply looked to the ceiling and moaned in eustasy! This pushed Rebecca over the edge! She frantically started pulling her pants down before it started rocketing out of her! "OOOhhhhhhh!" She moaned in a mix of ecstasy and embarrassment as her bladder emptied itself into her panties! She squatted down and pulled her panties aside, her fire hose stream hissed SO LOUD as it shot out of her and splattered against the hardwood floor! Finally finished, she couldn't believe what she'd just done! She nearly began to cry as tears welled up in her eyes! At this moment, Liz reached over and pulled Rebecca into a tight hug and thanked her for the incredible show! She began fingering Rebecca through her panties before pulling them aside and reaching into her throbbing pussy! "C'mon, let's get a shower." Said Liz, stepping into the restroom and starting the water running. Liz was so unbelievably horny that she did something even she didn't understand... She kept her clothes on and stopped Rebecca from taking her clothes off! She pulled her gf into the shower and grabbed her boobs through her shirt and and bra as the water soaked into their clothing and the tension started to melt away from their bodies! Rebecca was so unbelievably turned on by this! She gladly returned the favor as the two began playing with each other in the shower, eventually finding each other's G-spots and causing the hottest orgasms that either of them had ever experienced before! Finally, they took they clothes off and each washed the other as their heads started to level back out... This is the end of this story, but don't think this is the end of these girl's adventures! Rebecca had just discovered how hot pee desperation really was! This new fetish would be with her for the rest of her life! Thank you all for reading to the end! Daredare205's best!

If you saw someone have an accident in public, what would you do? What's your first instinct?

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?

Heyho boys and girls :) I want to share my most recent experience of me being really, really desperate (in public). So this is mainly a story for male desperation enthusiasts. Last late summer (last week of august I think) I went with my parents in an open-air cinema to see “Elvis”. I’m not a great Elvis fan by myself, but my parents were hyped about that movie and since I never was to an open-air cinema or something like this, I thought it would be a nice experience in a nice atmosphere, which it actually was (until I got desperate af haha). During the summer, various films were shown, including “Elvis” that evening. Description of the setting, as this will become important: some old mansion-/cottage-ish building (I think there is usually gastronomy inside, but the given night everything was closed) shaped like a square “U” in a small park, the cinema room was effectively the inner courtyard of this building, the screen was set up on the “open side”, the entrance was on the left side pretty much at the bottom of the "U", there is a kind of gallery on the left and in the back of the courtyard, so there were some VIP tents in the back and beer benches on the left side, past the benches you could walk through to the front (towards the screen) and then down a few steps to the "actual" courtyard of gravel, where there were then rows of seats set up (I guess about 25-30 rows with about 25-30 seats each, so in total there were maybe 1000 people to watch the movie), to the right were stalls for food and drink. In the area in front of the building is a small plaza where, among other things, is a pizza place. The beginning of the movie was announced for 8:30 pm, for the nightfall. We got there quite early, around 7:15 pm, because of free choice of seats. We then settled relatively far forward – seventh, eighth row or so – on the half-right. After that we had the chance to enjoy some drinks – so, now after all the blah-blah, it's getting interesting for you hehe –, for me it was a coke and a beer (a 0.5 liter cup each), and I took another beer for the movie. Then at 8:30 pm the movie started, or rather it should have started, actually only the commercials started and it lasted seriously half an hour until the movie began. Now, let’s skip a bit ahead. Around an hour into the movie (~short after 10 pm; the timings may not accurate to the exact minute, but mostly an approximation so that you can follow the narrative better), I could feel my bladder filling up, in exchange my drink was now empty xD It should be said that for whatever reasons my urge to urinate in general increases more exponentially than linearly. In other words, it’s not that I notice at some point how my bladder becomes fuller, yet then the pressure increases only slowly and I can still hold out for ages, but rather that I feel no urge for a comparatively long time, but after that, it then increases fairly quickly. Whereas in this case it probably also played a big part that I had drunk a relatively large amount in a relatively short period of time. Anyway, as a matter of fact not very much later, let it have been three-quarters of an hour max, I was getting desperate. I tried to ignore it yet. First, because I really liked the movie (the actors performed really well, I find), so I didn’t want to miss anything out. Second, I didn’t want to go because of a somewhat silly thought. Generally I don’t like to let the people about my private need, that’s why I didn’t want to walk in front of the crowd to the restroom (I had to walk literally in front because in the back was the VIP area), which is kind of silly indeed, because I don’t think that most of the people (at least which are not into omo xD), if any, would have thoughts like “oh hey, he obviously needs to pee, when he gets up during the movie”, and even if they would, it’s actually perfectly normal to have to go, because people just have to pee, but yeah, I just don’t like it. But as it is with pee desperation, it’s quite difficult to ignore it or rather impossible once you are desperate. So I had to realize soon, that I couldn’t enjoy the rest of the movie, now that my bladder was really uncomfortable full. That’s why I decided to rush quickly to the toilet and then watch the rest of the movie in peace (~10:50 pm, ~1:50 h into the movie). I therefore got up and went to the entrance, because I assumed that the toilets would be there, meaning that they were in the building and you could get in there. But small plot twist: this assumption was clearly a mistake, neither were there toilets nor could you enter the building at all. Alright come on, obviously there had to be toilets somewhere. I mean, it was just impossible that there were no toilets at a public event with 1000 people and drinks being poured. And my mom went already peeing before the movie, she certainly didn't go behind some bushes 😂 So, objectively there was a restroom somewhere around, but subjectively I couldn’t use it right now, kind of a weird situation. Until then I thought I could go whenever I wanted, but now I had to realize that actually it wasn’t that simply. However, I was in a real predicament in which I was left with only a bunch of more or less bad options, which roughly were these: (1) Searching around for the restroom hoping I would find it randomly, chances were pretty bad, because I hadn’t any idea where they could be, so my choice was “no” (2) Going into the pizza place and ask for their bathroom, but that would be really awkward, so hell no (3) Ask a random person or wait around hoping that someone would go to the restroom and that I could observe where they were going, but both would have felt super creepy, so no, definitely not (4) Get back to my seat, ask my mom where the restroom was, but therefore I had to disturb the people in our row by getting on my seat and seconds later getting back up and also take the walk in front of the crowd again, so thanks no. Plus, for that I would have had to admit that I was too “stupid” to find the restrooms on my own haha (5) Get back to my seat and “just” (lol) hold it until the end of the movie, well, because I closed out the other options that was apparently my choice My bladder was like “Nooooo” but I thought, “yeah, I can make it, it’s ‘only’ another 30-40 minutes”. Hence, I got back to my seat without having peed 😩 As soon as I sat down again, I became aware that this was going to be a rather unrelaxed time until the end. Sitting still was at this point quite a torture and ~10 minutes later not possible at all. Already before I had stood up, I had been increasingly bouncing my leg. I guess it doesn’t take much to imagine me getting more frantic now. I was far from the film could distract me from my urge to pee, rather the exact opposite was the case, the urge to pee distracted me from the movie. And unfortunately, my bladder was filling up very rapidly. I became more and more desperate and after another ~10 minutes, I was REALLY holding it back. Since I didn’t want to perform an evident “sitting potty dance”, I still tried to maintain composure as best as possible, but it was unbelievable difficult to keep it together in this state. Constantly bouncing my legs, shifting around in my seat out of sheer uncomfortableness, rubbing nervously over my legs. I just couldn’t believe that only about 20-25 minutes had passed, it felt like the whole movie. Well, Einstein was a wise man: time is relative. For example, if you have a super full bladder, time passes ridiculously slowly, and about half an hour feels like hours ^^ By then I stopped following the movie at all. I just looked apathetically in the direction of the screen, my thoughts were circling only around my extremely urgent need and when I could finally pee. If the last half hour had been about Kermit the Frog, I probably wouldn't have noticed. I just wasn’t able to concentrate on anything else than my desire to go to the bathroom. At this point not only the pressure overall had increased, but also its “appearance”, because now I had to fight peaking waves of urge. That’s the undeniable sign for me that my bladder demands its release ultimately. So the minutes went by sooo slowly, while the waves were getting more frequent and above all, more and more vigorous. Being able to sit even remotely still was simply utopian at that level of desperation. ‘Only’ bouncing my legs wasn’t just enough, my leg movements had gone pretty frantic. I was kind of swinging my knees inward and outward respectively was kind of opening and closing my legs while I slid slightly back and forth with my butt. I don't know if it becomes vivid what I mean, but I don’t know how to describe these actions in better words. Although I’m pretty certain that is not only for me a form of fidgetiness. However, like all fidgeting it can be more or less frantic depending on your desperation level and as my desperation was immense or – to refer to the title – I was freaking bursting, you can picture me continuous doing this potty dance move. Except when an urging wave came, then I tensed my whole body, clenched my muscles, gritted my teeth and squirmed around with my hips. Gosh, I was sweating and to handle the waves, I had additionally to clench my fist(s), but I didn’t want to be that obvious, even though it was, as I said, hard to miss that I had to go to very badly. So, when it was time again, I clawed one hand into my thigh. The other hand was laying on my crotch (really, just laying … yet ^^ so far, I had been able to resist the impulse to hold myself or claw my leg with this hand too). But it rested there for a good reason: to hide my twitching penis. Okay, it was not too light and of course the focus of the people was on the screen (at least for most them 😂), but I might have raised a little bit more attention to myself than someone, who sat there totally calm. Thus, it was not perfectly unlikely that the people next to me would glance over at me for a moment, and I wanted to avoid under any circumstances that they would see something they shouldn't see. I think it’s understandable, that I didn't want anyone to see my twitching genital revealing itself under my pants at all. But where came this twitching from? On the one hand, this situation was somehow arousing, so I got an erection haha (yes I’m weird 😅), but at least that circumstance actually helped me holding. On the other hand, especially with the upcoming waves I could feel how my body was fiercely trying to push the pee out, and to hold the flood back, I tightened my pelvic muscles as hard as I could, but this made my penis actually throbbing 🙈 Let's fast forward one last time, just a few minutes – excruciatingly few minutes. It was about 11:30 pm, the movie was still running but about to end soon somehow apparently. I don't know if Elvis was deep into drugs or had already died or what my main indicator was, but in any case it was obvious by the circumstances that the movie wasn't going to last much longer. Though, I wasn’t going to last much longer either. I was desperately holding it back, when a HUGE wave hit me. I curled my right-hand fingers into my thigh, I was afraid I would rip my jeans. Maybe a bit exaggerated, but that should illustrate how bad my desperation was. I was really on the verge of wetting and it took all my effort to keep my pee in. I was completely tensed, slightly bent forward and pushing my butt backwards onto the seat, biting my lip, and as hard as I clawed my leg, I squeezed my glans through my pants with my left. The struggle not to start peeing was real, yet I somehow managed it. But my thoughts were all like “Fuck, fuck, fuck … this won’t go well again”. So I had not much of a choice: I HAD TO GO, NOW! That felt really embarrassing haha. Because the fact that I was going now, even though the movie was a few minutes close to its end, revealed that I couldn't hold it ANY longer. Which was very true, of course, I just couldn’t. But it was just genuinely embarrassing that this became evident to everyone. But even if I could have made it to the end of the movie, I would still have had to make it to the actual restroom, which could take a bit longer due to the crowds. Also, it was conceivable that there would be a line, I didn't know what the restroom situation was like, but with about 1000 people, that wasn't an unrealistic scenario. And there was no way that I could get through that with dry pants. It was inevitable to go instantly. Shyly I asked my mom where the toilets were and she was surprised like “I thought you just went”, obviously referring to that I got up about half an hour ago. “Yeah … um … no … I just didn’t find them”. Turned out, there was a small toilet building on the forecourt, easy to miss if you are not aware of it, since there were no signs at all informing about it. I rushed there and when I reached the forecourt and headed to the building, I had to hold myself to prevent me from leaking. I entered the restroom and stumbled in front of the urinal, when a similar to the “latchkey phenomenon” kicked in: With the “finish line” in sight, my desperation grew even more intense at that very moment, becoming actually unbearable. Though, I still had to get my belt undone, which took me ridiculously long because I acted way too frantically due to my overwhelming desperation. And for that I needed both hands, so I couldn’t hold myself anymore, which led to me losing it. Fuuuuck, I could feel the pee already spurting out, even before I succeeded in the struggle against my belt. Reflexively I grabbed myself, what in turn made the then one-handed “belt battle” absolutely not easier. And nevertheless, I wasn’t able to stop the flow, so I used both hands again for the purpose of getting my private parts exposed. Sigh, consequently I was peeing yet when I eventually opened my fucking belt, got my jeans unbuttoned and fumbled my leaking penis out of my pants and was then finally able to relieve myself… ohhh the pee was gushing out … it felt so sweet, I can tell you that 😊 Downside: I leaked visibly, literally the moment I went into the restroom respectively I saw the urinal the urge increased fucking incredibly and I couldn’t take it even a second longer. My boxershorts were pretty wet, my light blue jeans had a very noticeably wet spot on (the left side of) my crotch – half crotch, half upper thigh, with a trickled down, thinning trace of pee to shortly over the knee –, roughly size the of a CD (maybe a bit smaller, but only pretty marginally, for sure bigger than my palm, I definitely wouldn’t have succeeded very well, if I tried to hide my “accident” with one hand). Keyword “hide”: I covered this with my jacket, under that I wore only a t-shirt, with jacket it was perfectly fine, only with t-shirt it was a bit chilly. But in order not to expose my wet patch, I guess I had to put up with freezing. I was kind of annoyed by myself respectively my behavior, I asked myself "Does it always have to be like this?". Why could I just go to the bathroom like other people? Why do I have to wait sometimes completely unnecessarily until I’m just about to pee myself? Having to repurpose the jacket would have been pretty easy to avoid, but well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ For the sake of completeness: The movie was indeed finished within the next few minutes, which is why I didn't go back in at all and waited outside while trying to keep my jacket in front of my crotch as casually as possible. ~The End~ Thanks for reading this very long experience report! I hope you enjoyed it despite of its length! :)

Public Desperation Pee and Masturbation in Mens Grey Boxers View File Peeing and masturbating in her boyfriend's grey boxers without him knowing. 😈 ALL CREDITS GO TO: https://www.pornhub.com/model/robinag45 Submitter WettingMaster Submitted 03/06/2023 Category Female  

View File Multiple panty wettings at the beach Lexi goes to the beach to enjoy her day. Of course Lexi picks a beach with no bathrooms because what fun would that be? Watch Lexi in multiple scenes piss her panties and jean skirt though out the day. She starts by squatting down in the street with great views of her panties as she floods them. Later when Lexi has to pee again she sits on some driftwood and spreads her legs before letting a powerful stream out in her already stained panties. The stream is so powerful it comes right through her panties like they are not even there. Next Lexi is walking by the water and stops to spread her legs and lets the pee just run through her panties and down her legs into the ocean. There were some beautiful views at the beach that day but none more beautiful then Lexi's wet panties Submitter melikai Submitted 03/05/2023 Category Female  

Clara watched the door to the outside world close. The Doctor had just left, in a hurry, on some sort of mission of his own. He clearly hadn’t wanted her with him. She sighed, standing, hands on hips, glaring at the door. Briefly she considered waiting a few minutes and then following him from a distance. She decided against it. He must have had his own reasons for going out on his own. Whatever those reasons might have been. She waited there for a few moments, then decided she might as well make good use of her time. She made herself a mug of tea, then settled down on a comfortable leather sofa with a book. After a while, she realised that her concentration was being interrupted by her body suggesting that she should go for a pee. She had been ignoring it, but now perhaps the moment had come. At least she wouldn’t be disturbed while on the toilet on this occasion. She put her book down. She swung her feet on to the floor, and stood up. The nearest toilet was not normally her first choice. The en-suite was a short walk away. The ‘operational facilities’, as the Doctor called them were right next to the control room. But they consisted of just an alcove – no door – with a urinal and a continental-style squat pan. The Doctor insisted that they were useful for acclimatising to visiting places with primitive toilets or none. At first, Clara had been annoyed how the Doctor would often follow her there and continue their conversation from the door, but now she was used to it. She now took it for granted that he might watch her pee and it didn’t bother her. After all, she so often had to relieve herself in improvised ways in his company that there was no point being prudish about it. However, it was quite nice for a girl to have a bit of privacy occasionally, particularly when weeing. First step, knickers off. Hands up under her short skirt, a tug and a wriggle and her lacy black panties were sliding down past her knees. She stepped out of them and put them on the side of the sink. Feet on the two little islands on the pan, flick up the short dress and squat. Lean forward to point yourself down at the hole and, relax. Thank goodness for crotchless tights; another essential piece of equipment for an adventurous girl. She had so often been glad of them when she’d had to pee alfresco, sometimes weeing through her knickers when there had been no better alternative. Conventional tights would have been inconvenient to remove, and messy to pee through. Her pee thundered, on target, straight down the drain and into the water. Clara looked down, watching herself as she emptied and making sure her aim was true. She felt a sense of satisfaction that the stream was flowing freely. Sometimes a sideways dribble would wet her bum or thighs and that was just annoying. Her stream weakened as her comfort increased. As it dribbled to nothing she squeezed a couple of final squirts out. She reached for the paper, wiped herself dry (front to back; Clara was an educated and careful young woman) and pulled up her knickers as she stood up. After a few adjustments to underwear and dress she was done. She washed and dried her hands and returned to the control room. There was still no sign of the Doctor. Clara checked the time. No hurry. She made herself a large pot of tea and settled down with a book. She woke up. Nearly three hours had passed. She checked the teapot; it was empty and cool. She must have drunk the whole lot before she dozed off. Still no sign of the Doctor. She called out for him. Silence. She rose to her feet, yawned and stretched. She looked around, and decided she would step outside and see for herself where they were. She got to the door, and realised she badly needed to pee. She paused, thought for a moment and decided not to relieve herself before stepping outside. She was not going far. Perhaps she might find a toilet. And if not, well, if she had to squat in the grass, or behind a bush, it would hardly be the first time. She had tissues and hand sanitiser with her. She opened the door and looked out. She was looking across an empty courtyard. No sign of life, just large, shabby brick buildings. They looked derelict. Now she cast her eyes around them, some of the windows were broken. A few hung open. All the buildings were dark inside. She closed the door behind her and walked across the courtyard. A door was open, inviting her in to explore. She looked around. All was still, all was silent. She felt nervous, tense, and realised she really had to pee. She wondered whether to go back, but her curiosity overcame her. Anyway, she thought, there is probably a toilet somewhere in this building. And, if it really is abandoned, nobody will care if I pee under the stairs or in an empty room. She suddenly realised she had put her hand between her thighs and her fingers were squeezing her coochie through her dress. She stepped inside. She shivered. ‘I’m nervous’, she thought, pulling her jacket around her. She wasn’t really cold. Her dress was short, reaching only half-way to her knees, but her black tights were keeping her legs warm. There was a long corridor ahead of her. It was gloomy, with no artificial light. She saw a light switch on the wall and flicked it. No power. As her eyes adjusted, she saw closed doors at infrequent intervals. She tried the first two. Both were locked. She crossed her legs and squeezed her thighs together. She looked down at the dusty wooden floor and imagined the messy puddle she would make if she relieved herself there. No, it was too close to the front door. Wondering what the building had been used for, and why it might now be empty, she walked down the corridor, going slowly, to keep the noise down. All she could hear was the sound of her own breathing. All the doors were shut. She tried a few more, but they too were locked. She reached a staircase, but it opened directly on the corridor. A locked door – probably to a store cupboard – was next to it. She wondered whether to go up to the turning point. She imagined herself squatting, skirt up, tights and knickers down, bum and thighs exposed, and pissing on the floor just there. It was tempting. But then she thought about the noise she would make, splashing down the stairs, and how visible her growing puddle would be at the bottom. She wasn’t sure yet that the building was empty, and that would be a bad way to meet an unfriendly resident. Gosh, she was desperate. She only just stopped herself from trickling some dampness from her yoni. She continued down the corridor, thinking that her first priority now was to find somewhere to wee, while she could still hold it in. She worried that she might accidentally lose control and piss in her knickers if she left it much longer. Ahead she saw another corridor off to the right and, to her left, a wide recess to a wide doorway. ‘Thank heavens,’ she thought, ‘as long as the doors are locked, I can pee there, with my back to them, and keep a watch down the corridors. If I’m disturbed, I’ve a choice of escape routes’. The doors were locked. She checked. She turned, pulling up her dress to her waist. Hooking her thumbs over the top of her black tights, ready quickly to pull them down with her knickers, she peered right and left, checking the corridors were still dark and empty. They were. She had just tugged down her underwear to bare her punani when she heard a familiar voice call her name. ‘Doctor?’ she shouted back, struggling to pull up her tights and straighten her dress. She barely managed to stop herself peeing. She had been just about to use the floor of the doorway as her personal toilet. She was sure she had leaked a little squirt, wet her knickers and, looking down, saw a few dark, damp spots on the dusty wooden floor. ‘Clara!’ she heard again, ‘Over here!’ It came from her left, further down the corridor and deeper into the darkness. She hurried off. ‘I’m coming!’, she shouted. ‘You’ve got to see this!’ came the reply. ‘Where are you?’ she called, as she got to an intersection of corridors. ‘Over here’ she heard, from the left turning. She ran towards the Doctor’s voice. She stopped. The corridor had ended in a wide doorway. The double doors were open. Beyond was a large, gloomy room, the size of a college sports hall. It was empty. ‘Doctor?’ she said, in a normal tone. Silence. She felt her muscles tense. She was alone. ‘Doctor?’ she said again. No reply. She walked through the doors. The room opened up either side of her. She looked around, saw nothing. Cautiously, she tiptoed across towards the far stage. ‘Doctor?’ she said, quietly. With a slam, the doors behind shut suddenly. There was a sound of a powered machine driving itself down the corridor, getting louder and nearer. ‘Doctor!’ she yelled. With a bang, the doors burst open. The lights were now on in the corridor behind, dazzling her, but she saw a fearsome domed shape silhouetted in the entrance. ‘EXTERMINATE!’ came the harsh, loud, metallic command. Time seemed to freeze for Clara. She realised there was no escape for her. She was standing in the middle of a large, empty room, with a killing machine blocking the only exit. Her legs felt weak. Her stomach muscles tightened up. She felt her bladder contract and she just had to piss as hard as she possibly could. She could not resist the urge to pee. Clara answered the call of nature where she stood. She felt she ought to run, but didn’t know where she could run to. She thought she’d be shot down as soon as she moved. She heard a loud splattering noise and realised it was the sound she was making by pissing on the floor. Something nagged at the back of her mind. The order had been ‘URINATE!’, not ‘EXTERMINATE’. She could hear another sound. It was the Doctor’s laughter. He also appeared in the doorway. ‘Your face!’, he exclaimed. ‘You thought this thing was real!’ And he laughed again. Clara realised it was another of his elaborate practical jokes. It wasn’t funny. She was furious. He’d terrified her. And made her wet herself. She suddenly realised that she was still urinating, standing in front of him, wetting her knickers. She could feel the hot liquid buzzing out from her lips, swirling inside her underwear , snaking down the back of her legs. Her tights were wet and her boots full of warm piss. She looked down at the stream splashing on the ground between her feet, the splash marks sprayed over the floor in front of her and behind (she realised that her legs and feet were getting splashed too). She wasn’t just draining her bladder, she was so stressed that she was physically pissing as forcefully as she could. She tried to stop weeing but couldn’t. She still needed to go so badly that she had no choice but to go to the toilet where she stood. She looked up and saw the Doctor staring at her, his pretty young assistant, wetting her knickers right in front of him. She still couldn’t regain control. Although she didn’t want to, she had to piss more through her panties. She parted her thighs and bent her knees, so less ran down her legs. The splattering sound got louder. She kept peeing, looking at the Doctor staring at her. After a while she tried again to stop, and found that she could make the flow stop. The stream from between her legs faded and then became a line of slowing drips. It took a long time for her to forgive the Doctor. Particularly when he showed the fake gun he had made. It had allowed him to control her bladder. He demonstrated that as they walked back together, when he pointed it at her, pulled the trigger, and made her pee in her knickers again immediately he did so.

View File Covert flood on a barefoot run Hey folks! Had a fun time hiking and thought I would make a lil scene on the trail. This was actually a 'closed' trail, but since there wasn't a closed sign at the point I entered this particular trail I think I found a loophole. All that's to say that I didn't really have to worry about people, especially since it was close to sunset. Of course, the spandex always conceals even the heaviest of floods 😋 Happee Sunday 💛 Submitter themerger Submitted 02/26/2023 Category Male  

There have been many experiences on this site about revellers peeing in public during parties at bars, or big events like concerts, Carnival, New Years, you name it. But what's surprising is that I haven't seen a whole lot of stuff about Pride parades and fairs, which is ironic since many on this site are LGBTQ+ themselves. How common is it to see public urination during Pride events, in big cities, small-town locales, or even in the middle of buttfuck nowhere?