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If this is in the wrong place, please let me know Hey guys, I was going through Instagram, and I saw a cropped version of a photo I discovered way back in high school, on Shara and Ger’s website. It was one of the hottest things I had ever seen, but I haven’t seen the full picture in years! Has anyone seen the full picture, or better yet, knows the actual story behind this pic? It’s a very curvaceous girl, in the bathroom, holding a desperate pose, taking a quick selfie before relieving herself (if she even wanted to). I have attached the cropped version of the photo, if anyone knows where I can find the whole thing, that would be awesome!!

Howdy, You guys may remember this young lady from some of her other vids that have circulated around here before. Well, she just posted a new one, showing her face, several different angles of desperation, while performing mundane activities with a full bladder for almost 14 minutes. Buuuuut wait, there’s more! Its free ? Yeah, this ones going in the hall of fame. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5b6dde88656f3

accud.mp4FYI, all, Flickr allows free viewing and posting of up to 1000 files and not censored like Tumblr. here is my site and hope you can all join. https://www.flickr.com/photos/84731091@N04/48368866146/in/dateposted-public/ accud.mp4 hitbl.m4v

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Good morning peeps, I was surfing the web last night, as one does, when I came upon a glorious and somewhat lengthy desperation and wetting video on Vk. This woman is gorgeous, and she pee dances like a goddess. It’s just an all around great video! As far as I know this video is uncopyrighted, and independently produced. If it’s in any way copyrighted, or just generally appropriate to share on here because, well, it’s from Vk, please let me know so I can reach out to a moderator ? otherwise, enjoy! And please, feel free to rip this because I have no idea how to do that! https://m.vk.com/video-165109014_456239270

Football was never my forte. I never understood the game, why they throw flags, why it’s okay to tackle each other. Basically the whole concept of football is a blur to me, but when a cute guy at school asked me to go, I decided I was definitely going to this game, no matter how confusing of a night. David had been talking for awhile, and I know he’s interested in me, and this football game was going to be the sign off on us dating. I showed up and parked myself in the stands with a warm mug of coffee and a big blanket for us to share. I sipped slowly on the coffee, until I saw him walk up to the stadium. I waved him over and he had a big smile on his face. “Is that for me?” he said, reaching for the coffee. “It’s what’s keeping me warm right now! I don’t wanna share,” I giggled and put it between my legs. “Here, let me fix that,” he leaned in and sat down next to me. He pulled a portion of the blanket over his shoulder and slid his arms around me. I snuggled up next to him and we watched the game together. He let me ask any questions I had about football and held me the entire time. I finished the coffee, so he went up to concessions and got us water bottles with our school logo on them. I chugged mine before he could even open his. “Thirsty much?” David laughed and sat back down. “I’m always thirsty, I have no idea why!” I hit him with the side of the water bottle flirtatiously. During halftime, one of the clubs walked through the stands, selling hot chocolate as a fundraiser. David waved one of them down and bought me a cup, which I sipped on slowly, but still finished quicker than him. He made fun of me again for drinking so much, but I told him it was completely normal for me to drink so much. “Won’t you have to use the bathroom?” “No… I don’t pee at all throughout the school day. I guess I just trained myself to not think about that,” “I think I’ve got an idea…” David said, reaching into his back pocket for his wallet. “Uuh.. what?” I didn’t know what exactly he was thinking, but he got up and grabbed my hand, pulling me down the stands and to concessions. He put a 20 dollar bill down onto the counter and asks for 5 water bottles. I followed him to underneath the stadium stands and he sat down, spreading the bottles in front of him. “Chug.” David said, handing me one of the bottles. “Dude, this is a really weird first date. Do you make all of your girlfriends do this?” “No… but it seems you have a talent, and I wanna see how far you can go,” he shrugged his shoulders and motions me to start my mission “Now go ahead and start!” I cracked open the first bottle and started to chug it. Once I finished that one, I kept going one after one, finishing each bottle until we ran out. “How do you feel?” David scooted next me and put his hand on my abdomen, feeling my bladder. “It kind of aches?” I pressed his hand down “I definitely need to pee now” I giggled and stand up. “Uh.. where are you going?” David took my hand and pulled me back. “To the bathroom?” “No! Stay here for a bit longer?... Please?” “I’m gonna come back? I’m not ditching you?” “I just… I want to… Nevermind. You wouldn’t understand,” ` I raise my eyebrows, more confused than I was watching football “No, what is it?” “You can’t judge me, okay? You have to promise not t judge me, or I’ll feel disgusting and I’ll be too embarrassed to ever talk to you again,” he squeezed my hand a little harder. “Yeah, of course! Just tell me!” I urged him. I sat back down next to him and leaned in really close “I… I enjoy watching girls hold their bladders… and then pee everything out… So I thought it would be cool to see what you could do, but your bladder is huge, and I just wanna watch you handle all the liquid you just drank,” David didn’t even look at me while he told me this, but it was way more interesting than the game on the other side of the stands. “So you want to watch me hold my pee?” I said, pulling his chin up to look at me “That’s okay, David. I’m not gonna judge you! If it makes you feel any better, I have a thing for calves… Like really muscular calves are really attractive to me.” “So you don’t think it’s weird?” he looked up and smiled. “No, not at all! People have their own things they find attractive, and you like girls with big bladders.” We moved closer to each other, and I could tell we were both more relaxed. About half an hour went by, and all the water that I drank hit me. I started squiming and grabbing my bladder. He noticed I was beginning to struggle and he smiled. “Your bladder isn’t so tough anymore?” he put his hand back down and presses on my bladder. I winced and let a soft moan out. “Oh come on, girly. How badly do you have to pee?” “10/10 David… My bladder feels like I’m gonna burst open,” “Okay.. let’s play a game-” “After I pee?” “No babe, before you pee…” David placed his hand behind my neck and kissed me. I closed my eyes and kissed him back, putting my hand against my bladder. “Nuh uh…” he grabbed my hand “No touching” I bit my lip and kissed him together, trying to distract myself more than before. The more I kissed him, the more the water seemed to push on my bladder. I whimpered and wiggled, David grabbed onto my hips and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his legs and pressed my hands against the cold pavement beneath him. I look around and no one is coming near where we are, and I get the idea the go a little harder on him. I started grinding against he crotch, which not only got him hard but subsided my bladder for a few moments. His breathing started getting heavier and his grip on my hips got harder. I slid down his body and get between his legs. I rubbed his hard cock through his sweatpants and he started moaning. I raised my hips up into the air to ease some of the pressure from my bladder. I tugged down his bottoms and exposed his cock. I licked up between his balls to the tip of his cock and he convulsed. “You okay?” I giggled out, stroking his cock. “Huh?... Yeah, I’m fine…” he looked down at me and smiled “This isn’t like my usual first dates…” I sucked on his cock, rubbing the inside of his thighs. His moans and thrusts into my throat drove me crazy, and the hornier I got, the more pressure was pushed into my bladder. Soon, I could feel urine, leaking slowly down my thigh. I quickly grasped myself and sat up. “David… I’m going to pee myself…” “Okay, we can stop! Go to the bathroom.” I stood up and felt a little more leak. I grasped myself a little harder and started running in place “Nuh uh David… I’m not gonna make it. I have to go here…” I push my thighs together and start moaning. “Are you comfortable enough to go in front of me?” “Yeah yeah yeah… is that okay?” “Be my guest, girly” I sighed with relief and quickly unfastened my jeans, pulling them to below my knees. I turned around and faced away from him, as to be sure I didn’t make any embarrassing faces. I squatted down and began releasing my huge flood of pee. Right as I started feeling relieved, I heard a deep unfamiliar voice. “Hey! What are you two doing down here!?” I quickly cut off the flow and pulled my pants up, looking around. One of the security guards they keep at the football games was approaching us. David leapt up and got in front of me “Sorry sir! My girlfriend just wasn’t feeling well around all those people, so we came down here to calm her down.” The pressure in my bladder built up again, so I squeezed my thighs together and tried to compose myself. “Oh… Okay… Don’t spend too much time down here. Does she need anything?” “No! Just a few more breaths will do her good. She was just feeling a bit overwhelmed up there. Thank you, though!” The security guard left us and once I saw he was clear, I pulled my pants right back down and completely let out my bladder. It puddled and flooded at my feet and once I had released every last drop, I wiggled my hips and pulled my jeans back up. I turned towards David and his jaw was wide open. He grabbed my hips and shook them back and forth. “You… My dear, are a bladder queen!” “Excuse me, but did you say I was your girlfriend back there?” I blushed and wrapped my arms over his shoulders. “With a bladder like that, I’m never letting go of you,” David kissed my forehead and I got up on my tiptoes and kissed him harder. “Let’s go watch the ending of that game, right?” “Or we can go make out in my car?” he said with a smirk. “Or we can definitely do that.”

View File wetting tight levis 501 jeans (3 wettings) please leave a comment? ? ? Submitter femboydl Submitted 10/20/2018 Category Public wetting Clothing Jeans

This may have been posted here before, I can't remember seeing it and have had a quick look but I can't see it. If it is a repost i apologise. Just a video I came across on tumblr that I found sexy of a girl standing at the side of a car and she starts peeing. tumblr_nb8zfwG1KD1rarykd.mp4

Last month I had moved into a new town and a new apartment. Although it was quite strange at first, I soon became used to the sounds and the sights of my new environment and recently discovered there was nothing I liked more than to sit out on the balcony of my new place with a good book and a few cans of beers. That's what I did tonight. Armed with a new crime novel downloaded onto my Kindle with 6 cans of San Miguel, I pulled out a camping chair, sat on my balcony looking out at the town centre and relaxed after a heavy days work. It was a great book, full of unexpected twists and turns, and after drinking a couple of cans and feeling a desperate twinge of my bladder, decided I would stay out here until I finished my beer and cigarettes. The book was so engrossing that I simply didn't want to move. It was only after the fourth beer and multiple cigarettes that I realised my bladder was causing me untold grief and that I needed to pee more than I ever had in my whole life. "Oh shit", I thought to myself, but I couldn't leave, so engrossed was I in my book and I still had two more cans to finish. A can later and I realised I was in severe trouble. The pain was so bad and I grabbed my cock through my boxers and tight linen trousers and squeezed as hard as I possibly could. I realised I had to pee very very soon and I couldn't even get out of my chair, the pain was so bad. I crossed and uncrossed my legs repeatedly but the pain wouldn't go away. By this time I'd downed the last of my beer and was down to my last two cigarettes but I couldn't physically stand, the pain was so much. The only way out of my predicament, I decided, was to release a small burst of pee into my trousers, just to give me enough leeway to stand up and finish the rest in the toilet. That was a huge mistake. As soon as I'd let the first few spurts out, I was uncontrollably wetting myself. I peed for a good thirty seconds before I could control myself and I felt the warmth of my hot piss soaking my boxers and my camping chair. By the time I recovered, the warmth was starting to subside and my crotch and bum was starting to feel cold and wet, not to mention the very uncomfortable squelch in my camping chair. "Fuck", I thought to myself, "what the fuck have I done?" I've lost control of myself in a way I hadn't done since I was being potty trained. Annoyed with myself I stood up and walked to the balcony edge to smoke my last cigarette despite the uncomfortable coldness in my crotch and thighs. As I put out my final cigarette, I was hit with a completely uncontrollable need to pee again and my poor aching bladder just gave up. I could do nothing as I completely and utterly pissed myself for a minute and a half. Warm pee cascading down my legs and soaking my trousers and creating a huge puddle of piss on my balcony floor. My humiliation was not yet complete. As I looked across from my balcony, I saw a light on in the flat opposite and witnessed a young couple staring open mouthed at my complete loss of control at my bodily functions. They were open mouthed and agog; they had seen a young twenty something man lose control and piss himself like a little child. My face reddened as I collected my empty cans and walked back inside my flat, and with each step squelching into my shoes which were completely full of pee. Completely humiliated, I tore off my shoes and peeled of my drenched linen trousers to change into my nightwear to give an account of my last few hours knowing I can never face my neighbours across the road again, and realising that my bladder (which I previously thought of being cast iron) could give way at any time...

View File desperate wetting miss sixty jeans and converse in the woods desperate wetting sexy tight miss sixty jeans and converse in the woods comments welcome! Submitter femboydl Submitted 10/22/2016 Category Public wetting Clothing  

There are 2 videos that I have seen in the past and would LOVE to be able to download! The first ws on VK and was called "Zoe pees 4 her man" I think...it was an excellent wetting video recorded by her BF, she really plays along well.. The next video was on Netporn.NL a while back and was of a girl peeing her panties in a shower/tub...she is asked by the camers man to pull them aside and when she pees naked she get the camera man a little- its great! I hope someone who has these vids can help! I've never seen them on this forum and they are really awesome videos I know everyone wil enjoy

http://vimeo.com/18902247# Very cute and sexy

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View File desperately wetting sexy white spandex tights in public desperately wetting sexy white spandex tights in public comments welcome! you can find more at tumblr-> http://femboydl.tumblr.com/archive FYI. this content was uploaded without my permission but after discussion with rachelkirwan, it's ok. Submitter femboydl Submitted 05/28/2017 Category Public wetting Clothing

View File wetting tight levis 501 jeans in public - at the mall - at the furniture store - at the parking wetting tight levis 501 jeans in public - at the mall - at the furniture store - at the parking Submitter femboydl Submitted 09/30/2017 Category Public wetting Clothing Jeans  

“My love, I can’t find it. Are you sure it’s not at work?” she moans from our bedroom. I hear shuffling of our bed frame, being pushed back into place. I’m in the living room, doing the same as she. I lost my Grandfather’s watch. The one thing his cold heart decided to give me, the one thing that proved he cared about something. I shout back, “Look harder babe, I couldn’t have left it anywhere else.” She doesn’t understand how important this watch is for me. I would never have taken it out and left it in some bathroom stall or restaurant table. This watch was folded into my pocket the second I took it off in public. I get up off the floor and move the couch back to where it was. I sigh and put my hands on my hips, looking around the tables and floor one more time before going to our bedroom. At this point in the search, I’m panicking, I have no clue where it could be. “Babe, I couldn’t have just left it somewhere. I’m more respon-” I say as I walk into the bedroom to find her emptying out our bedside table drawers, but something about her is different. She sits with her legs folded underneath her, her hips moving side to side with urgency. She looks like she has to… she looks like she has to go pee? “Are you okay?” “Yeah,of course, I’m fine!” she says, putting the drawer back into its place and scurrying to the other table “Don’t just stand there! It’s your watch we’re trying to find!” I feel myself harden as I watch her struggle to focus. She’s holding her bladder tightly in order to concentrate on helping me find this watch. I’m torn between telling her I love her, or fucking her senselessly. I’m close to acting on the latter before she darts up from behind the table with a golden twinkle in her hand. “I FOUND IT!” she says, waving the watch in the air. “It must have slid behind the table when you took it off last night?” she says, placing it on the bed. I pick it up and buckle it around my wrist, feeling like an idiot for not thinking to check there first. She gets up and sits on the bed with me, continuing to wiggle her hips around. She looks to my waist, back up at me and says “Uh… are you hard right now?” I’ve kept my pee kink from her for most of our relationship. I’ve brought it up as a possibility to her, and she never seemed against it, just unsure of it. But at this point, it was my perfect chance to give it a try with her. “Okay… so now that we know I didn’t throw your watch away, I’m gonna go use the bathroom before I burst,” she tries to get up from the bed, but I pull her back down. The word “Burst” just about drove me to my limit. “Nuh uh,” I get on top of her and pin her arms above her head “I don’t think so.” “Babe, come ooon, I gotta go now!” I feel her hips shake and I smirk, lean down, and kiss the bottom of her neck. She tightly crosses her legs below me knowing she won’t be able to hold it for much longer. I reach, my hand down and press against her hardened bladder. She is holding quite a lot, I could feel it right below her stomach. I press harder between her hips and she lets out a long, lustful moan. Her bladder is so large, it pushes against her clit when I apply pressure. Her tank top lifts just enough to see how much she’s expanded and it looks like she’s holding back so much. Just the thought of her holding anything more than a liter drives me insane. I get my legs between hers and spread them apart, keeping my knees against her thighs, I kiss down her stomach. I reach her hardened bladder and look up at her. She bites her bottom lip and makes eye contact with me. I wrap my lips over a spot and suck on it. Her body convulses and she lets out a rough moan. “Mmmmmf FUCK” she groans, lifting her hips up against me. I push her down with my legs once again and move my head to look at the bruise I’ve left. I let go of her arms and tear down her leggings, stripping them from her body. I kiss down to her clit and lick up her body. I pull her to the edge of the bed, get on my knees, tuck her legs over my shoulders, and go to town. Licking her dripping wet pussy as she moans and squirms with a bladder about to explode. I grind and flick my tongue against her clit. I push my tongue in and out of her, tasting her all over. I can feel her vibrate against my tongue, holding back her enormous flood. I finally sit up and and feel her beginning to leak as it drips down the bed to my knees. I press my hand against her crotch, stopping the light flow. I smack her on the side of her thigh and she gasps and squeals. “I’m not done yet!” I say, unfastening my belt and pulling my pants down to my ankles. I slowly push my aching cock into her, thrusting faster and faster as her moans get louder and louder. I feel the tip of my cock pressing against her full body. She hooks her arms over my neck, bringing me on top of her, pressing her body against mine. I put my hands on her sides, bringing her body in and out. She tries to squeeze her thighs together because the tension in her bladder builds up even worse than before. I tower above her, pressing my hands against her breasts, running my fingers through her hair, and spanking her fat ass. I rock my body back and forth against hers, slowing down as I feel the urge to cum. With one final pump into her body, I orgasm inside of her, pulling out and watching it drip out of her, not only my cum but a waterfall of urine. It pulses wildly out of her, like she’s absolutely lost all of control of her body. I get underneath the flow, it runs down my body, and soaks right into the carpet as she releases what seems like a gallon of urine. My fantasy has finally come true. Once she finishes, I crash onto the bed next to her, both of us breathing heavily. I turn her head towards me and give her a peck on the lips. With my thumb and index finger placed against her chin, I say “Thanks babe, I couldn’t have done it without you.” “Cum or find your watch?” she giggles. “Hmmm… Both?” I say, kissing her one last time before getting up and grabbing us towels. "Next time, we're measuring that bladder."

We enjoy telling you about what we get up to in the evenings, and you seem to enjoy reading about it. Today we're trying something different. I'm going to let Kimiko write her own account of the desperation challenge she took. She writes very differently from me. Opinions are welcome, but please remember that English is not her first language. First I'll give you a brief description of Kimiko. She stands about 1.6m (not cm) tall, and has a slim, sexy figure with B-cup breasts and a tight little rear. Her skin is smooth, soft and pale yellow. Her face is as beautiful as her body, with an almost childlike appearance. Her eyes are wide, innocent and brown, and her hair is black and about shoulder length. It's difficult to convey in words just how beautiful Kimiko is. Imagine the prettiest Japanese girl you can think of. That's Kimiko. Tonight she's wearing a tight white T-shirt and tight blue shorts, revealing her soft, slender legs below the mid-thigh. Kimiko has her own desperation scale, running from 1 to 1337 (she's that geeky). You can read about it in the desperation scales thread. If you want to try the challenge yourself, look here: http://www.misterpoll.com/polls/522622 NOTE: The way Kimiko writes this account makes me sound like a brutal torturer. I'm not. She's just role playing. It's all safe and consensual, though I doubt it's sane. The reason I gagged her is because we were upstairs and she would have screamed so loudly that she certainly woken Takeshi and Kanako. Imagine being the 6-year-old seeing your parents doing this and you will understand why I did it. Content warning: Contains bondage and oral sex. I should have tagged it "bondage", but it's too late. Now, let's begin. Take it away, Kimiko. ***** My new friend Anonymous Guy Choc sent me a pee-holding challenge he'd done. I read it straight away and immediately wanted to do it! I arranged with John that we'd do it on Saturday evening. I wanted to wear a skirt because it wouldn't push on my bladder, but John wanted me to wear shorts. So we asked Anonymous Guy Choc for his opinion, and he said I should wear shorts. So I did. Anonymous Guy Choc said that to have the most chance of completing the challenge I should start as soon as I needed to pee. I have a very weak bladder, so I didn't think I'd get very far even if I did that! On Saturday evening I was sitting in my shorts in my brown, comfy computer chair in our bedroom looking at the survey and waiting to need to pee. I was really excited! To pass the time I drew some manga (not omorashi if you're interested!). Eventually I felt a little hint in my bladder - 300 on my desperation scale. I immediately told John, and he came over to join me. Let the challenge begin! The first challenge was to drink 2 500ml cups of water. To make things a little more interesting for him and me I let John pour them down me. He split some on my T-shirt, so he got some more and made sure that I drank a litre! It didn't really make me need to pee much. I went back to my chair and finished the manga picture I was drawing. The second was to score 100,000 points on robot unicorn attack. I'd never played the game before, but I have played a lot of sidescrolling platform games! Geek pride! ^_^ On my third attempt I scored 100,000 points. I didn't actually check how long it took, but it was less than 30 minutes. The third was to listen to a video of rain sounds. I'm quite a suggestive person and it did make me need to pee quite badly! I went up to about 600 on my desperation scale. I drew more manga as I was listening to it. I squeezed my legs a little, but John didn't notice that I was desperate yet. The fourth was to relax my bladder for 30 seconds. It felt really weird. I didn't pee, but I think if I'd been really desperate I would have completely peed myself. That would have been a shame, because I wasn't even halfway through. The fifth was to watch a video of an aquarium. It didn't really make me desperate, and I just liked watching the cute fish. It kind of relaxed me. I still needed to pee quite badly, still about 600, but I wasn't squirming yet. John was hoping I'd start squirming, so I didn't want to squirm for as long as I could, just to annoy him! I asked him if he was getting hard at all, and he wasn't yet. The sixth was to drink 2 more glasses of water and to repeat a previous challenge. John poured the water down me again, and this time he got it all in my mouth. For some reason it really made me need to pee and I had to rub my legs. John noticed me rubbing them and asked how desperate I was. I said about 750. I asked him if he was getting hard and he said he was. He suggested that I could do my own challenge instead of repeating one I'd already done. I like being at his mercy, so I said he could decide. He smiled sadistically and got ice in a plastic bag from the freezer. He often tortures me by putting ice on my bladder, and I usually pee myself when he does! I begged him not to do it, but he tied me to my chair and gloated sadistically over me! He put the ice on my bulging bladder. It was agonising! I needed to pee so badly! I struggled at my bonds and tried to get free. I was helpless, squealing in distress! I had gone over 1000 on my desperation scale, and I couldn't even hold myself! I thought I was going to pee my shorts any second. I remembered that Anonymous Guy Choc had stayed dry until the ninth challenge, but he didn't have John to torture him! I could feel my sphincter begging me to release, but I said no. I wasn't going to let John make me pee myself yet. Worst of all, John had tied me with my legs splayed open, so I couldn't even clench them! I begged John for mercy, but he refused to let me go. Somehow I managed to keep my shorts dry for 10 minutes. Then John showed me mercy and took the ice off my bladder. I gasped in relief as my desperation lessened. I'd been a strong girl. My shorts were still dry. The seventh challenge was to wait 30 minutes and press on your bladder for 10 seconds every 5 minutes. Of course John wanted to do it, and I was in no position to refuse him! He left me tied up and helpless. He stroked my bulging bladder with his fingers to warm me up after the ice. He was really stiff now, so he opened his flies and let me see his big, hard penis. Was it going inside me? He massaged my bladder, making my desperation so much worse! I couldn't do anything to reduce it, even clench my legs, because they were splayed apart! My desperation was at least 900, going as high as 1100. The water was going through me, and I was becoming more desperate every minute. I strained at my bonds, but they were too strong for me. When John pushed my bladder I screamed in pain. I barely held my pee in. The second time was even worse, and the third time worse still! The ice had taken me near to peeing myself! On the fourth time, I let a little out into my panties, but it didn't go through to my shorts. I didn't tell him, because I didn't want him to know I'd failed already. Once I start leaking I can't stop, and the next time he pushed I peed for about half a second. It made a big wet spot on my shorts! He smiled sadistically at me again. He said he was going to make me pee more next time, and I believed him! I couldn't stop it! I managed to keep the rest in for the last 5 minutes, but when he pressed on my bladder I peed for about a second! I had a huge wet spot on the front of my shorts, and it was dripping onto the chair! I giggled in embarrassment. John put his fingers in the wet patch. I told him not to masturbate me, because I was already wet down there and I'd totally pee myself if he did! He showed mercy and left me. Even though I'd peed myself, we decided to go on to the eighth challenge anyway and see how long I could hold the rest in. The eighth challenge is to watch nyan cat for 10 minutes. I love nyan cat and used to sing it all the time with Takeshi and Kanako to annoy John in the car, so this was easy! John left me tied up and helpless while he loaded the video. I sang along and bobbed my head. I would have been dancing if I wasn't tied up and about to completely pee myself. I'm so geeky... :aww: My desperation was over 1000, and I really had to try to hold it in. My wet panties were encouraging me to just let out a little more, but I didn't. The pee in my shorts was cooling down and the dampness just made me want to pee even more. But I didn't let any more out. The ninth challenge was to stare at a running tap for 5 minutes. I begged John to let me out of my chair, but he refused and pushed me in my chair into the bathroom. I pleaded with him not to turn the tap on, but he did! To save water he ran the tap slowly into a bucket which we'd use to wash my shorts and panties afterwards. As soon as I heard it running I knew I couldn't hold it any more. I just couldn't stop it coming out and flowing into my panties. I opened my mouth to scream, but John gagged me! I thrashed in my bonds as pee shot out between my legs and splashed all over the bathroom floor. The gag stopped me from screaming, but I wanted to scream so much! I felt like I was having an orgasm. My little heart was pounding in my chest! I lay back on my chair and let the rest of my pee flow through my shorts onto the bathroom floor. John turned off the tap. He looked like he was about to come too. I saw his hands creeping across my soaked shorts. I knew what he was about to do, and I was powerless to stop it! He started gently rubbing me through my shorts. I was already really aroused at this point, so it didn't take much to make me come. I begged him to stop, but he didn't. When I came I couldn't scream because of the gag, but if it was off I would have howled! I can see why John did it though. Takeshi and Kanako would have been scarred for life if they'd seen what we were doing...Then John untied me. I thanked him for his kindness. He stripped off my shirt, brassiere, shorts and panties. I was naked! He stripped off too. He washed his penis under the tap, then turned it off. What was he going to do to me? He put me on my knees in my pee puddle on the floor. He said, "Suck it." I knew what he meant. I tried to refuse, but he shoved his penis between my lips! Since he'd washed it it didn't taste too bad, but I still wished he'd put a flavoured condom on. I sucked it a little, being careful not to gag. Then he pulled it out of my mouth and spewed semen all over my chest! I don't like him coming in my mouth, so he always pulls out and comes on my chest. We had a shower together (just water ), then we cleaned up my mess. We put my shorts and panties to soak in a bucket. Then we put on our pyjamas, brushed our teeth and logged on to omorashi.org! I might try this again in my skirt to see if I can get further. Although I think I had it tougher than Anonymous Guy Choc did because he wasn't tied up so he could actually hold himself! I hope you liked my account of what happened! If you did, I'll be doing more first hand! Love, Kii-chan ^_^ " NOTE: "Kii-chan" is a cute way of saying "Kimiko". Kimiko likes to use it to describe herself as the cute little girl she is.

Part One. It was 09:00. I left in a hurry and was feeling the urge to visit a bathroom. At this moment in time, I didn’t realise how long it would be before I had the opportunity to relieve myself. I was on the mini-bus, travelling to the airport. I was in my dance gear (pictured in my profile photograph – message me for a larger version of it), and so quite a bit of attention was heading my way when we arrived at the airport. I went to go to the bathroom, but the queue was quite lengthy. We were cutting time quite short, so I agreed to put it off until we’d been through security. I was starting to feel the urge badly, but I still wasn’t too concerned. The queue for security was long and repetitive. Each time we stopped, I was having to stand with my legs crossed. At the front of the line, I was asked to step to one side. I was told that other people were complaining about my clothing, and that I would have to take a different travel option if I was to stay in my dancing gear. I was taken into a room and told to take a seat. I sat down and crossed my legs. If I had to rate my current situation (10 being beyond my limit, 1 being completely fine), I would probably pick 7. I wasn’t comfortable at all now. “Is there any chance I can visit the bathroom?” I was told I couldn’t. Again, I wasn’t overly concerned yet. I was asked why I was wearing my dancing gear. “I have a tight schedule. I need to go straight to the arena when I land in Spain.” A few minutes passed. Somebody walked into the room and sat down opposite me. A passenger booked on the previous flight had missed his check-in, and he had been offered a ticket on my flight. My flight was fully booked, and so somebody had to give up their place for him. Since I’d been held aside, they had given him my ticket. “When is the next flight?” I was told it would be four hours. “I need to be on this flight!” I had no choice. They had started boarding, and I hadn’t made it through security yet. I was edging closer to an 8 on the scale. I could sit still, but only just. I had my legs tightly crossed. “Can I use the bathroom yet?” Negative. I was told I would have to wait until I made it through security. Once through security, I would be taken to a waiting area until my flight was boarding. I would then be taken to my plane, where I would have the opportunity to use the on-board facilities. After being told that, I started to worry. Another employee entered the room and told me to follow them. I stood up, and that was the first time I realised how quickly I was filling up. I was close to an 8 on the scale. Despite this, I was still able to walk normally. It was a long walk. When we finally stopped, I was asked to lay down on a table. “Why?” I was told it was a medical check. All the dancers have one carried out when they travel through the airport. It wasn’t until I laid down that I realised my bladder was bulging. I was told that it would be a quick 20-minute check-up, and then I would be taken through security. To start with, they asked me a few standard questions. My name (Emily), my nationality (British), my age (17, at the time), my reason for travelling (dance competition) and my destination (Spain). Next, I was asked to stay completely still with my hands by my side. A male entered the room. He was in his mid-20s, possibly late-20s. He placed both his hands on my hips and grabbed me tightly. His hands were cold. It came as a shock to me. I was struggling to lay flat without crossing my legs. I tried to reposition myself, but he took hold of my legs. He grabbed the top of one of my knee-high socks and slowly rolled it down my leg. He took it off. He repeated the same process with my other sock. His hands moved back up my legs. He took hold of the white lace on my skirt and adjusted the fitting, making it tighter. It added an incredible amount of pressure to my bladder. I bit my tongue as hard as I could to avoid making a sound. He continued to tighten it until it would not move any further. A burning sensation started, but quickly stopped as he loosened the fitting. He took the lace off completely. He looked me in the eyes and pulled down the rest of the skirt. He placed one hand tightly over my vagina, and the other on my lower stomach. He then pushed down. I squealed as I felt my bladder spasm. He removed his hand. It was dripping wet. I’d managed to stop myself from letting go. He pulled my skirt back up, reattached the lace, and left the room.