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  1. Hello! I’m going to try my hand at this again. I’ll learn more on what to do as this goes on and get better. Hopefully it goes well! First we need to chose a guy: Tommy- Tommy is your average male young adult. He is not shy but not vocal either. Tommy has long brown hair. Josh- Josh is a body builder with tons of muscles. He is known to be a tough and strong guy. He is always very vocal and has short black hair. Next we got to choose an outfit: Undies: A) Briefs B) Boxers Pants: A) Jeans B) Shorts C) Pajamas Let’s choose! (Ex: Josh, A, A)
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    Hi, I hope I didn't break any rule, these shouldn't be reposts. I discovered these on some random sites, they look cute and have genuine desperation so I thought I'd share them. Number 2, 3 and 5 are desperation videos, with pee dancing, heavy breathing etc... and wettings towards the end. Number 6 is a jeans desperation video with a lot of pee dancing, leg crossing and a powerful wetting, she rewets her jeans towards the end of the video. Number 4 is imho the best of the bunch, she has a couple of drinks while sitting and holds it for 30 minutes, she's clearly uncomfortable (leg crossing, squatting, breathing heavy, etc...) but keeps holding till the end of the video, when she wets her jean shorts while squatting.
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  3. Some clarification before we get into the actual story: Frisk is female in this because it's easier for me to write. Frisk will still be referred to with they/them pronouns. This story relies heavily on the narra-chara theory, or that Chara is the narrator of undertale and follows you around. There's some charisk esque stuff in this, as of currently, no actual direct things. This is subject to change because I like writing romance. Chara and Frisk are aged up to 19 and 20 respectively. Some touchy subject will likely be covered, such as: suicide, self harm, abuse. --- Chapter 1: THE FALL Frisk awoke with a start, and began surveying their surroundings. A million questions began circling through their head as they looked around the room they had awoken in. It looked to be a large cave, with sunlight beaming down from a large opening in the ceiling. There was one exit to the room, a winding corridor in front of them. They looked beneath themself to see a large bed of golden flowers. They stepped away from their temporary flower-bed and inspected the ground where they had been sleeping. Aside from the very obvious Frisk-shaped imprint on the ground, they noticed something very particular. A patch of raised dirt. They had fallen on a grave. This realization left Frisk a bit uneasy, like they were being watched. They quickly continued down the corridor. They emerged into another room, this one not quite as large. In the middle of a room was a small patch of grass with a single golden flower resting in the center. "strange," Frisk thought to themself "these things usually grow like crazy." their thoughts were interrupted by the flower suddenly sprouting up a smile. "Woah!" Frisk cried out as they jumped back. "Well, hello." They said rather politely as they regained their composure. "Howdy!" The flower said in a grating sing-song voice. "I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower!" "Very creative." Frisk said under their breath "Yeah, like you could do better." Flowey snapped back. "As a matter of fact I could, Dandy." Frisk retorted. "Ok, let's just cut to the chase." Flowey smiled once more, this time a bit twisted. "DIE." Seed-like bullets began to surround frisk, almost reaching them and then... They disappeared? Flowey looked confused and angry, before getting hit from behind with a fireball, and running away. "Hello, my child. Are you hurt?" A goat lady stepped out from the shadows to greet the human. "What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor innocent youth. Here, allow me to guide you through the ruins." And the goat did just that. Frisk followed closely behind, as not to get lost on the straight and very clear path forward. On the way they learned this goats name was Toriel. This continued until the two reached a long room with a door at the far end. "This, my child, is your final test." Toriel said grimly. "Make it to the end of this room... Without my help!" At this, Frisk feigned a shocked gasp, and put their hand over their mouth. "I am sorry for this." Toriel whispered before she ran down the hall and hid behind a pillar. It had been a bit since Frisk had some time to think, so they took the long walk down the hall to do so. They thought about how they had survived their fall, what the rest of the monsters would be like, and finally, they noticed they had to pee. Bad. Of course. Of course they didn't use the restroom before leaving the house, they didn't exactly expect to live long enough for that to be and issue. They were just supposed to climb the mountain and disappear, but no. Life just had to throw one more punch and make them wet themselves in an underground labyrinth inhabited by monsters who probably wanted to kill them. By the end of their thinking, they had reached the end of the corridor. Toriel walked out from the behind the last pillar and gave a small speech about how proud she was. "Well, Toriel DID say she'd had other humans down here before..." Frisk thought hopefully "Maybe she has a bathroom?" "Hey Toriel?" Frisk began "Yes, my child?" Toriel listened "Does there happen to be a bathroom anywhere in this place?" Frisk asked with a small amount of strain in their voice. "Ah, yes." Toriel answered. "There is one at home." "Thank go- great!" Frisk said, relieved. "However, is your need urgent?" Toriel questioned "I need to run some errands, I should only be gone for 5 minutes." Frisk took a moment to reassess their need, and against their better judgement they said "yeah, I can wait." "Alright, well stay here." Toriel said as she sped off. Frisk waited a few seconds until they were sure Toriel was gone, and left the room. They were immediately drawn to a small pile of leaves, and decided to sit in them and think a bit more. "Playfully crinkling through the leaves fill you with DETERMINATION." They heard a voice behind them. "Who's there!?" They spun around only to see a floating, see-through human, about their age. "Just me." The human-ghost-thing said. "The names chara."
  4. I again, I have been searching a lot of indian Pee holding content and trying to save and preserve it from getting disappeared from the whole internet. Before this happens I have been trying my best to search these hard finding videos and back it up at clouds.. If anyone have some pls help us to make a list like we are doing for movie scenes in our Discord server.
  5. VK find. No idea who it is. Trying_to_Hold_It_1_-_ThisVid.com.mp4 [240768173_456239068].mp4
  6. Hello, everybody. So I am actually on this site for a long time and the fiction section is my favorite. I always wanted to post something but didn't have the courage. Today I decided to try for the first time 🙂 I plan to tell this story in parts, according to your responses and feedback. The story focuses on pee desperation and wetting. The first Part does not have a wetting or much desperation yet, but it planned for Part 2. WARNING: I do want to put in nudity and Sex content. I will put a warning before those parts (Nothing in Part 1). And of course, this story is purely fiction and doesn't apply to real life fitness training (I am a fitness trainer, so it was important for me to mention it). ***************************************************** H.I.D.T - Part 1 "High-Intensity Desperation Training" in groups or private. for those how feel out of control! The new ad at the entrance to the gym intrigued Sophie. She was coming to this ladies-gym for the last 2 years and saw a lot of weird courses. High-intensity Pilates, pelvic-floor Yoga, and even feet muscles strengthening. But this was new, and rather interesting. As she understood it, the new course was about dealing with urination problems while working out, mostly with weights. Sophie was not really a "buffy" woman and didn't work a lot with weights, but she really wanted to. she was in her late 20's and had an averaged body of a woman, who is working out. Her arms were not thin, but not too muscular; her belly was not totally flat, and she obviously didn't have a sixpack; her butt and legs looked nice, although her friends (mostly the girls) would say se had an amazing ass, and guys would stare at her behind. But no! She was averaged. She comes to the gym for her health, not her look, and one of the trainers told her that "weight lifting is really important for the bones". But there was one problem. When she worked with weights, she would sometimes... "leaked". It was really embarrassing, although she wasn't the only one. she could smell the reek of urine here and there, and even see the wetness on the crotches of some of the women (some women really didn't care, because there were all women). 'Maybe it's time to face that fear' Sophie thought to herself. "Sophie! It's so good to see you!" called a familiar voice that interrupted Sophie's train of thought. Sophie jumped back and turned embarrassed to the trainer that approached her. she blushed as she recognized the smooth and deep voice. Of course it was Peter. The 30-ish years old trainer and her secret crush. She just hope he didn't see, what she was looking at. "Hey, Peter!" she called nervously "How are you?" "I am good, even better now, after I saw you." he said and smiled at her. Sophie felt her cheeks reddening "What did you plan for today? Jogging again?" "I thought about trying weights workout again." not a complete lie, but not the whole truth. "That's awesome!" called Peter enthusiastically "I think it is great that you try something new! I myself don't really think that you..." at that point Sophie didn't listen. She looked at this gorgeous man talking so passionately about the training and the benefits. his smile sits perfectly above his strong jew line; his eyes sparkling with excitement, like a teenager; his muscular arms moving around as he speaks. Sophie could resist but looking down for a quick moment as Peter's tight shirt came up above his belly button and revealed the sculpted shape of his abdomen. "So would you do it?" hearing a question, Sophie finally snapped out of her daydreaming. "Would I do what?" asked Sophie and felt immediately so embarrassed. "Lora's new training programm. She is really excited about it. Free of charge for you, of course." Peter repeated himself, not even upset that Sophie didn't listen. "Sure! I will give it a try." said Sophie without thinking. "Amazing!" called Peter "You are an angel, Sophie. I know Lora would be super thankful." "Happy to help." said Sophie, still a little confused. "Lora is already in training room number 4. She will meet you there. you can change first and I will tell her that you will be there soon." with that statement Peter left and waved Sophie goodbye. Sophie was really nervous now. What the hell did she agree to? on the other hand, if Peter recommended it, it can't be that bad, right? Sophie went to the dressing room and put her bag down. she took her shirt and jeans off and stood in front of the mirror, only in her underwear. she was already wearing her gray sports bra that held her breast tight and her favorite pink thong. she always looked at herself from head to heel, before and after training. then she wore her pink spandex that match with the thong and a loose white shirt. she took her water bottle and her phone. just as she was ready to leave, she felt a little tingle in her bladder. she needed to pee. she went to the toilet, bet all the stalls were occupied (there were only two). 'It's not that bad. I can hold it for a little while.' Sophie thought to herself. She went out of the dressing room and directly to training room number 4, as promised. The big room looked empty at first. A lot of training equipment in one corner and mirrors all over the walls. In the middle, stood Peter and talked to a woman in really short black shorts and tight black training bra. She was beautiful. Her body was as it came out of Victoria Secret magazine. Her blond long her was tied up to a pony tail and it looked like she didn't wear any makeup. "Sophie! you are right on time!" called Peter as he noticed Sophie coming into the room. "So this is Sophie! I am so happy to meet you." said the 'model' and reached her hand for a handshake "My name is Lora, I don't think we met." So this goddess is Peter's colleague?! Sophie felt a wave of jealousy going through her body. "I do believe that we haven't met yet." said Sophie with a fake smile on her face. "Although Peter talk about you all the time. I am so happy that you agreed to help me with the new programm. I really want it to succeed. It is a dream of mine." 'He talks about me? All the time?' Sophie was so happy to hear that. the smile on her face just became real. "Of course! how could I say no." "I believe that Peter already told you all about the programm." Lora looked at Peter. "Oh yes, I did. To the last detail." conformed Peter. Peter did explain apparently, but Sophie didn't listen. Of course she can't say now in front of Peter that she didn't listen to him, so she just nodded and smiled. "So before we will start with the programm, I want to test your abilities, if that's acceptable for you, of course." said Lora. "that sounds reasonable." said Sophie. "Excellent!" called Lora happily "Let's start then!" "I will leave now." said Peter "You girls have fun." Sophie looked at Peter leaves, watching his round butt from behind and wishing she could bite it. Just a little. "He IS into you, you know." said Lora teasingly after Peter closed the door behind him. "What?!" called Sophie defensively "Why would you say that?" "I don't know." Lora reached her hand to a bag next to her and pulled a water bottle with red colored juice inside, looked like an energy drink "Drink up!" "no, thanks. I have my own bottle." Sophie raised her water bottle and shacked it a bit. "If you wanna do it right, you need to show me ALL what you got." stated Lora and handed Sophie the bottle again "That means good stamina AND good durability." Sophie looked at the bottle and then at Lora. She knew that she already committed, so might as well role with it. But now that Peter was not there, she could ask what she wanted. "I am sorry for the dumb question, but what are you testing me for?" Sophie took the bottle from Lora and start drinking. "I thought Peter already explained." "He did! But..." Lora just laughed. "It's fine, but I will do it quick because we have to start." said Lora "I started the new programm and I have a lot of women how want to take part in it. I don't think that I would be able to teach them alone, so I asked the crew for assistant. Of course everyone is 'busy' with his and her own life, but then Peter recommended you. You don't have to teach anything! Just repeated what I say and show. And we can't pay you, so this class is free for you. I hope it is still acceptable." "It sounds fair." said Sophie, chugging already half of the bottle without noticing "I am in!" "I am SO happy to hear you say it! you are my savior!" called Lora. Suddenly, Sophie felt a pinch from her bladder. With all that chit chat, she forgot she needs to pee. And the drink in her hand didn't help. "Do you want more?" Lora pointed at the bottle. "No, thanks." Sophie handed her the bottle and pressed her legs together "I think I will go quick to-" "No time! We have to start!" Lora cut her mid sentence and took the half full bottle from her hand. She downed the whole bottle in one go and tossed it a side. "But I-" Sophie tried to explain her situation, shifting her bodyweight from foot to foot. "The clock is set! we are ready to go!" called Lora, ignoring Sophie completely. Sophie didn't want to argue. It is really not that bad. She can Hold it, right? To Be Continue...
  7. Well, starting the day as I mean to go on. It's going to be a "No Toilet" day today so thought I'd kick off with my morning pee in the shower. Should I keep these on or change and wet from dry for my next pee? Wetting White In The Shower-1.mp4
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    Had to pee, didn't want to get up yet... ended up soaking my white briefs before going for a swim 😇
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    A laughing attractive woman in jean short shorts hanging from some sort of playground structure has a wet spot on her crotch. She reaches down to check then looks away with an embarrassed smile.
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  10. Shorts leak on the playground View File A laughing attractive woman in jean short shorts hanging from some sort of playground structure has a wet spot on her crotch. She reaches down to check then looks away with an embarrassed smile. Submitter rndmnmbrsnlttrs2 Submitted 03/15/2024 Category Female  
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    Sage eldritch pees herself doing yoga.
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  12. Going to try and keep track of how much I’m drinking of water in mL but also having a tall cup of pineapple juice. currently wearing a Halloween tee, bright orange panties, and black exercise shorts.(Forgot to take a photo of them lol) I just emptied my bladder twice. Most recent was probably 20 minutes ago. Starting to drink now.
  13. Jailor Eckman

    female She Gave Up

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    And this one comes with a story! ~ She had a problem. A big problem. She rocked wildly in her chair with both of her hands buried between her tightly-clenched thighs. Every motion she made caused the plastic seat to squeak against the metal frame, and this had clearly broadcast her predicament to all of her classmates. She'd given up on attempting to listen to the lecture --- instead, her attention was solely fixed upon an increasingly arduous task: not peeing. Were she back at Nitefield, she could have resolved this entire situation with ease --- provided the ladies’ rooms were functional at the time. She'd have just had to leave the class for a moment. Permission wasn't necessary; college-age adults were allowed to come and go as they pleased, though their grades might reflect this depending on the instructor. And, indeed, here was no different. The nearest bathroom, in fact, was right across the hall --- something she was relentlessly reminded of by the occasional flushing of a toilet. Yet she remained seated. At some point, the instructor had started his lesson. She hadn't been paying enough attention to know when. But his start was a good sign. At least time was passing --- albeit very slowly. This reassurance did very little to soothe her agony, though. The guys around her shot glances her way --- sometimes with grins. They were very aware of her problem. And to them, it was a very self-inflicted one. "Quit being so dramatic about this. Quit torturing yourself," she could almost hear them say. Oh how tempting was the thought of finally relenting... But she would continue to hold her water. No matter how badly she needed to relieve herself. She crossed one thigh over the other, though it did nothing to ease her suffering. Nitefield had, in its boundless wisdom, made a very small error. Her major required her to spend two semesters outside of the states as an exchange student. She was happy to do this --- this was an academic excuse to explore some other country, and this aligned precisely with her interest in travel. All was good --- except for that very tiny mistake on the part of her "home" university... Nitefield had sent her to an all male school. And she hadn't even known about it until the faculty here were apologizing profusely upon her arrival. For two whole semesters, she would be surrounded by men. Ok. That would be... interesting. And at least she got a private dorm room and her own bathroom for the trouble. Sure, it might be a bit awkward, but she'd survive. Sweat rolled down her forehead and traced her cheek on its way to her chin. Tears rolled from her eyes. At least that little bit of water would not be crammed into the over-filled pressure-vessel in her lower abdomen. Fuck, did she need to pee. She usually didn't feel this way until the end of the day. But now, she still had two more classes to suffer through before she was free. Tough luck, she supposed... she still wasn't going to use the bathroom. The bathroom. Another flush. It was like cold water pouring down her spine. Hold it. The bathroom was her problem. Seeing that this was an all male school, none of the bathrooms were labeled according to sex. All of the bathrooms were freely available to all of the men --- and one woman, in this odd case... And her classmates had told her as much on numerous occasions: she could use any of the bathrooms, they didn't care... But she did. And the reality was that every single bathroom was functionally a men's room. No girls allowed — except within the one she'd been allowed to use privately next to her dorm. It was her one haven of privacy. And it was there that she could pee. No guy would be there to watch. It got hot between her legs for a moment. She couldn't tell if there had been a leak, and she was too dependent upon her balled-up position to check. Maybe it had been a trick of her mind. Or some weird sensation borne of her insidious desperation. Class was nearly over, and this was very clearly the worst she'd ever needed to pee. She'd gotten so good at holding it over the semester. Not even once had she "caved" and used one of the men's rooms. There were “close calls” — times where she could have sworn that a moment longer would have had her dribbling on the floor. And the guys all around her would mockingly torment her in some misguided attempt to convince her to “suck it up” and just go to the bathroom. Her knuckles whitened as she tugged at the beltline of her shorts. Room. She needed room. Room for her bladder to expand. As the instructor began the conclusion of his lesson, her feet tapped wildly on the floor, and she unbuttoned her shorts. Already. She normally hesitated to pop the button even at the end of the day — and she’d only resorted to it a couple times previously. Now staring down two more unrelenting classes, she was downright terrified that she’d already resorted to this incredibly desperate maneuver. Standing from her seat was indescribably torturous. Seated, she was in agony. Standing, she was in hell. Her bladder greedily devoured what little space she had provided it by undoing her shorts’ button. Yet unsatisfied, it rewarded her with another flash of heat between her legs. And this time, she was certain she had leaked. Not a lot… She would not allow it. But some. It had been entirely involuntary — accompanying some muscular reflex, it just trickled out. Her back remained arched and bent-forward at the hips as she delicately waddled from the classroom. Two more classes. Two long hours at the barest minimum. And she’d already begun to leak. Another flush roared out of the bathroom invitingly. So what if a few guys saw her? She could imagine it… Pushing open the door, ignoring all the dudes, planting herself on one of the toilets, and draining her misery in a thick golden cascade against porcelain. A heavy, hissing jet of urine that could last for over a minute… Ecstasy. Fantasy. She settled gingerly into her seat in the next class. Early as always. Her hands flew to her crotch. At this point, attending class was scarcely more than a formality — there was no question as to where her attention was focused. But no amount of fierceness behind her dire need to urinate would cause her to skip class attendance; she could hold it, after all. Dashing to her far-off toilet and walking in late — all in the name of comfort — was anathema to her very being. Hold it. Hold it. HOLD it. Again, the squeaking of her rocking and the greedy untying and re-tying of her legs into tight knots drew the eyes of all the men around her and — she could have sworn — even an eye-roll from the instructor. So be it. Let them all see how the one girl in the entire college could be the most dedicated person there!... At least, that was the delusion she could use to distract herself from recognizing the obvious “show” she was putting on for her classmates. It didn’t help that one of the hottest ones, in her mind, was seated to her left and getting an eyeful. Any of those social anxieties melted away as a particularly gruesome wave crashed against her strained exit. She held her breath, her face twisted in agony, and she squeezed her crotch hard between rock-solid thighs. A drop of sweat traced the valley of her spine down to the elastic band of her panties as she remained locked in her position. Her eyes blurred behind a veil of fresh tears. A wave with twice the fury of the first followed soon after. Forty-five minutes remained of this class. She clenched everything, from her teeth to muscles she didn’t know the name of. Her bladder commanded her to pee. And in a half-second of exhaustion, her body acquiesced — while her brain exploded with protests. HOLD it. A beam of water that felt like molten, liquid metal roared against the gusset of her panties for the entire duration. She felt it in her fingers — Vibration. Heat. Wetness. The latter she did not feel until after the beam had ceased… She dared not to imagine that this was her limit. No. With another entire class to follow this one, it couldn’t be. There must have been something she had allowed with that last leak; any other explanation would not allow her to persist. She didn’t need to pee. She wanted to pee. And she’d allowed her willpower to fail in the face of the severity of that want. That was all. The desire to deflate the watermelon in her abdomen was simply greater today… There was a very obvious reason for this: unlike all of the days before, she did not relieve herself after lunch. Yes, she might have “tempted fate” with a tall can of tea… But usually, she’d be able to contain it as well as another whole water bottle until the end of the day — albeit with extreme discomfort. And the two bottles of water she had finished during her first two classes usually made for an incredibly satisfying pee. Today, however, she’d been completely denied that satisfying pee. In fact, she had crushed her lunch’s can of tea and tossed it into the trash bag hanging off of the cleaning cart that blocked her bathroom’s door. The custodian inside was scrubbing away at the only toilet she could use. He must have heard the sound, because he had waved to her — entirely unaware of the hell he had consigned her to. Two bottles of water. One tall can of tea. At least two trips to the water fountain. All said and done, it couldn’t have been much over a couple of liters. Packed into one girl’s bladder for several hours, though, it might as well have been an ocean. Twenty-five more minutes of this class. The guys had returned their attention to the instructor as she continued the vicious, seated dance with which she hoped to woo Fate into giving her a more desirable outcome. Fate rejected her advances with another searing leak. Fifteen more minutes. The crotch of her pants was wet. It’d have been visible had the hands jammed between her thighs not covered up the failures of her endurance. Don’t pee, don’t pee, don’t pee, don’t pee… T-ten minutes. Nine. Squirt — for a full second. Eight. Seven. Dribble — for a second and a half. She could feel the dampness spreading under her butt. She was actively crying now — and the guys around her had taken notice. Six… It was… impossible. She hadn’t let any of it out. The piss had simply been forced out by the laws of physics. Her bladder, agonizingly stretched to its absolute maximum capacity — could contain nothing more. It felt as if every minute or two, her kidneys would send another sprinkle of fresh urine down to her tortured bladder — and the new would simply push out the old. Five more minutes. Her resolve was broken; after this class, she’d need to go back to her dorm room. She’d hang her purse behind her back to hopefully cover up the wet patch spreading from her crotch to the seat of her pants. Her hands would obscure the front. Four more minutes. Another half-second vibration of pee hissed heavily against the wet fabric of her panties and shorts. Three… Two… The instructor looked at his watch after answering a question from one of the other students. One… She was the first out of the room. She was sure that she’d left a tiny puddle on her chair, but that humiliation meant nothing in the face of instinct: she needed to pee. She needed to pee right now. In fact, she needed to pee a while ago — now, she was slowly peeing her pants. There was no time to make it back to her bathroom. She had to go here, or she’d be using her pants and the floor. She stepped into the bathroom at the end of the hall and ignored the three guys who were already inside. She’d already tugged her shorts and panties down by the time she was halfway across the room — her target was the last toilet at the end. The “stalls” in this hellscape didn’t have doors. Rather, they were separated by slim, doorless dividers. She threw herself onto that last toilet and her ass hadn’t even reached the seat before a roaring stream of piss exploded from between her legs. She buried her face in her damp hands and sobbed as the hot piss that had tormented her for hours thundered against the porcelain. She peed and peed, but did not even begin to feel the relief for the longest time. The guys had surrounded her, clearly drawn by the sound of the woman-turned-firehose. She did not hear what they said — perhaps it had been some kind of teasing. She simply continued to cry into her hands. Yes, a portion of these tears were dedicated to her all-consuming mortification; her still full-force gush had by now left her observers in silence. But, truthfully, she was crying mostly because of how good it felt.
  14. I often can’t make it to the bathroom on time, after having 2 cups of coffee before the bike ride to work I decided it would be best to try my diaper cover, but to put something cloth under the cover but over the diaper this time because I still struggle with leaks. (I chose ratty old high rise panties) I then put shorts over that then my jeans on over that, and just in case I brought 2 diaper changes with. As the title says though I made it all day without wet spots on my shorts or jeans! Though the inside the cover had no excess liquid, the undies and diaper where soaked! Bedsheet stains from unrelated nighttime accidents 😛
  15. Fernandito Linares (from youtube) | Three clips of this gorgeous man pissing in his shorts before bathing in the water. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=05yHZmBJvgk& Fernandito Linares-lores.mp4
  16. 17 minutes of desperately holding, squirming, leaking, and eventually flooding my jean shorts got me very...excited...so i took care of that immediately because its not like my shorts could get any wetter than they already were...
  17. Well today has been a bad day. And by bad, I mean naughty 😈 I woke up in a very full diaper already super aroused for the day. We got up got ready and ran some errands. Since it's so nice out I decided to wear a long skirt. Well this came in handy. While at the mall I really had to pee and my husband was browsing and kept saying we would go in a minute as he had to go as well, he just wanted to finish looking at something. I tried really hard but eventually the pee just started flowing out and all I could do was pull the skirt off my legs enough that it wouldn't get wet. I made a small puddle in the carpet of the floor and just looked at my husband. "Umm...I had an accident..." My husband just smiled and admired the puddle before we started heading out to head home. Once home, my husband gave me one my chance to be a big girl and I changed into a pair of shorts and a crop top. We wound up on the couch and turned on a movie. Well that movie had a jump scare and I had been trying to wait til the end of the movie to go pee. I jumped and it all just started gushing out. "Shít" My husband looked over, reached between my legs and smiled. "Looks like someone had another accident"? I was then required to go put on a diaper since I can't seem to hold my bladder today. Now I sit here, writing this in a very soggy diaper. If I'm gonna be forced to wear one might as well be naughty and make it nice and wet. 😜 I'm going to sleep in it and make it nice and full, I can't wait!
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