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This is one of the experiences I've always wanted to try out but have been to scared to try out: could I spend an entire night sleeping soaking wet in my own pee? Then, the following story, beautifully told by @WetConverse, could not stop me anymore... 😅 He he can seem to have some much fun wetting on an air mattress I should be able to do the same! So I went to a local discount store, got a mattress and a sleeping bag. It took me a few days to get excited enough. I love to wet my snowpants. The feeling of the pee splashing around my ass while peeing in a sitting position is just absolutely amazing... So, naturally, I wanted to try it out how it feels wetting my pants while laying cozy in a sleeping bag. Once I felt excited enough and had no plans for the next day, I started filling up my bladder by drinking many classes of water throughout the late afternoon. I started to slowly get desparate. But toilets were not allowed until the next days. I had dinner and continued drinking water. To make sure there were no spills on the floor I already put on trackpants, t-shirt, hoodie, snow pants, snow jacket. Then I grabbed a good book, took a large bottle of water and got cozy in my sleeping bag. I was so excited to what was about to happen that I felt no more desperate. I was a bit disappointed, empied the bottle and filled it up again. No I really started to get desperate. It was around 10pm. I tried to continue reading but got too excited and distracted to focus. I put the book aside, laid on my belly and tried to relax. But I was too excited and I could not just open my bladder and pee. Maybe laying on my belly was making peeing impossible? I started to push a bit and then, finally, a few spurts came out. Then I lifted a bit my hips, putting more weight on my knees and arms. And now it started to flow. What a great and nasty feeling. I was peeing my pants and my sleeping bag. And would then sleep in my puddle!!! When I was done, I turned on my back and enjoyed being soaked. So far pants where holding and the sleeping bag was still dry. I got up, refilled my bottle, empied it, filled it again and got settled for the night... [to be continued... 😊]
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This was something totally new for me and I can't believe I'd never done this before. To be honest, I was actually kind of inspired by the snowpants wetting video I had found and posted the other day but anyway.... I was planning to head out and hike up one of my favorite mountains nearby, and it was a fairly crisp morning in the mid to high thirties so I figured I'd layer up and throw on my old grey snowpants from way back that I had just found in my closet the other day. I had seen that there was a little snow near the top of the mountain but the snowpants were probably overkill. Needless to say though, I may have had other motives behind today’s choice of outerwear. I changed in to heavy fleece lined long underwear over my boxers, high insulated socks and heavy cotton cargo pants over top. No sooner than I buttoned up my skipants and zipped up my coat I felt a slight urge to pee. I was feeling kind of cheeky though so I just went ahead and ignored that and carried on to my car. It was about a thirty minute drive and by the time I got there I was nearly desperate and the parking lot was full of cars so I jumped out and threw on my pack and started heading up the trail. By this point I had to piss BAD. There was an old abandoned board walk trail that had gone in to disrepair long ago and was no longer used or maintained but I figured I could take that as it would get me much closer to where I was headed while bypassing the vast majority of the busy main trail. Plus it was a shortcut and as my need to piss grew more dire, I really needed that shortcut. Naturally, as I was stepping off the main trail on to the old abandoned one, I was met by a couple different groups of hikers. I had to make small talk for a few minutes while trying to hide my desperation and not completely piss myself right then and there. After managing to keep my pants dry through that little fiasco, I found myself nearly running down the old rotten, broken and overgrown board walk. I needed to get back out to the main trail and over the log bridge before I could duck off the side of the trail in to the woods where I could begin my off trail bushwack up the mountain, and finally not have to worry about any hikers seeing me inevitably piss myself. I had to go so bad, I couldn't walk so I ran, as fast as I safely could, jumping over broken gaps in the board walk and over downed trees, ducking under leaning tree trunks and underbrush, just trying to get to the comforting isolation of the wild forest. I finally made it back out to the main trail and there was thankfully no one in sight, so I ran up the trail as fast as I could just praying I wouldn't see anyone before the log bridge which thankfully I didn't. It took everything I had to hold my balance and not cross my legs on the log bridge but I made it over without falling in. By this time I was sweating and not just from the running. The pressure was building and my waistband felt tighter. I knew I didn't have long so I kept running. Off the right side of the trail and into the thick woods. I blasted my way through spindly beech brush and other undergrowth just trying with everything I had to get up over the hill and out of sight from the trail. It was a long, daunting hill, sparsely covered in old growth beech and maple with patches of thick beech brush and undergrowth over fairly uneven, steep ground. I pushed forward up the hill as fast as I could. At this point I no longer cared about finding the easiest, least overgrown path up over. I was far too desperate. As I finally crested the hill top and began running down the other side, I thought, maybe wetting my pants isn't exactly the best idea on a solo, off trail hike on remote mountain. As I had a few second thoughts about what was going to inevitably happen if I didn't act fast I started trying to unclip the chest and waist straps on my backpack so I could pull my coat up to get to the button and zipper on my skipants undone. It was at that point that the first few spurts came while I was still running down the back of the hill. I had my eyes set on a big rock where I could sit down and try to gather myself for a moment while I try to get my pants undone. After what felt like an eternity and about three warm but short spurts later I finally sat down. I was squeezing my legs together as hard as I could while I ripped off my backpack and threw it to the side. Another hot gush came out and then another. Each one longer than before. I had just barely got my button undone on my skipants when I realized I couldn't stand back up without peeing. Another long hot gush came out and I had my finger on my zipper when I realized how hopeless my situation was. I slid down the rock on my ass in to a squatting position on the ground and I just gave up. It was loud, hissy and filling the seat of my skipants fast. It was so warm and unbelievably relieving. I must have peed right there for thirty seconds at least. I was still peeing while I buttoned my skipants back up. There was no point now, I was in it for the long haul at this point. I felt the seat of my pants and it was warm and dry to the touch, but sloshy like a diaper that had been flooded well past capacity. As a matter of fact, I couldn't help but feel like I was peeing in a diaper but I wasn't... I didn't dare stand up. My boots were dry and I wanted to try to keep them that way so I slid back up on the rock and sat down. The warmth spread everywhere instantly. I was having way too much fun. After sitting for a few minutes to rest and enjoy all the hot wet sensations hidden under my pants, I started see some steam rising from between my legs. I noticed a few growing wet patches starting to show through the synthetic shell of my pants. I guess I found the limit of their water resistance... I stood up and took a few pictures of my wet ass before continuing my hike up the mountain. The hot steamy mess felt great slowly soaking down my legs as I hiked. By the time I got near the top the sun was getting ready to set so I took a seat on rock where I could get a decent view through the trees and finished my water bottle. By this point it wasn't so warm anymore, and my crotch and the inside of both legs were visibly soaked on the outside. Little wet blotchy patches had started to show through all over too as the evaporating liquid trapped inside tried to escape. By this time I had to go again so I just relaxed and flooded my pants once more while I sat there watching the sun set. It felt amazing as it warmed everything back up again. Once the material had already soaked through from before it seemed to have lost much of it's waterproofing because I noticed pretty quickly, a few streams running down the rock between my legs. I sat there for a few minutes enjoying the warmth and snapping another quick picture of the carnage before starting my quick descent back down. I jogged for the most part to make the most of what little daylight was left and to stay warm. I was able to make it back off the mountain to one of the streams at the base by the time darkness set in. Even then though, it is a full moon so the moonlight helped too. I really didn't want to have to take off my pack and dig out my flashlight until I absolutely had to. By this point though, my gps had died and I had to pee yet again, so I squatted next to the stream, relaxed and enjoyed the warmth all over again before finally, getting changed very precariously in the dark woods next to a stream. I bagged up all my heavy, soaked clothes and stuffed them in my pack before changing my gps batteries and heading it back out. What a deviant little adventure this all was. I had a blast trying something totally new to me. Probably not something I'd do on the regular because in all honesty diapers are way warmer. I would like to find some snowpants with maybe a little better waterproofing and more insulation though. On the last few snowboard runs of the day and with a few drinks in me if I was feeling cheeky, I could see myself possibly getting in to this kind of mischief again. Anyway, I hope y'all liked hearing about my little adventure today! I sure had fun! Hopefully this isn't too long and rambly. I know my writing style probably sounds a little cheesy but I was trying to be as descriptive as I could....oh yeah, and my s key doesn't work so I had to copy and paste EVERY SINGLE letter s. so please....cut a fella a little slack!! lol. Oh and for those who are curious, I did post the couple pics I took in PrincessPeeache's Wet grey... thread!
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I don't know if this has been posted on here before but I know hadn't personally seen it here or anywhere else before. I always found skipants wetting to be incredibly hot but I just haven't come across too much out there other than a few odd videos here and there but this little gem's a new one for me. Looks to be pretty old, maybe 90s vintage video of a completely desperate girl at a ski resort walking around before completely emptying her bladder right in her white skipants. Hope you guys like it!Free -
View File JAV Snowpants wetting I don't know if this has been posted on here before but I know hadn't personally seen it here or anywhere else before. I always found skipants wetting to be incredibly hot but I just haven't come across too much out there other than a few odd videos here and there but this little gem's a new one for me. Looks to be pretty old, maybe 90s vintage video of a completely desperate girl at a ski resort walking around before completely emptying her bladder right in her white skipants. Hope you guys like it! Japanese Girl Pees in Snow Pants Outside.mp4 Submitter jboarder64L Submitted 11/24/2020 Category Female