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    While playing the video of my girl-friend Nicole wetting herself, overlay the left side of the screen with a pic of the girl you are fantasising about. I took these videos myself and with Nicole's consent upload them here. There are no copyright or DNP issues Watcher
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  3. A/N: As some of you may recall, in the fall of 2021, I started a story called "I think my boss needs to pee". What was originally going to be just two stories quickly grew to a great number, and encouraged me to write more and more. There was just one problem. When I looked back over my work, I came to realize that I didn't like how somethings turned out, and I wanted another shot at it. So I rewrote the first two chapters and have many more planned out this time. New characters, new backstories, and bolder interactions. I am keeping the original up for posterity, but this new thread is the only cannon story. Updates will be slow, but they will be worked on. Some of the tags relate to later parts. As always, feedback is not only encouraged but appreciated. Chapter 1.1 Mary-Ann laid still for a moment. Her morning alarm was blaring into her eardrums, but every muscle in her body wanted to stay in bed until she drifted back into sleep. She couldn't. She wouldn't. Today was the biggest day of her young career, and she'd be damned if she would oversleep today. She gingerly sat up, and switched off her alarm. Still in the dark, she stood. Guided by instinct, she shuffled towards the wall. Feeling around for the light switch made 4:30 feel like the darkest hour of the morning. She blinked rapidly in an attempt to adjust her eyes to the dark and took her long t-shirt off as she entered her bathroom. She tossed it in an opposite corner of the room and walked towards her toilet. Before she relived herself for the morning, she turned the shower on to let the water warm. Opening the toilet lid and quickly dropping her pink panties to the floor, she sat on the toilet, still groggy. Yawning, Mary-Ann started to pee. The sound of her slow stream hitting the toilet water was drowned out by rushing shower water, and she begun to twirl her shoulder length blonde hair. Today was going to be her arrival. The finale of nearly three years of arduous work. She had gone from drifting between office jobs and secretarial roles, barista and bartender, but now she finally found her calling. She was a mortgage officer, and now was one of the top in the nation. Soon, her steady flow of urine began to arc back towards her pussy, wetting her lips with the excess flow. In a moment, Mary-Ann was done. She sat and dripped as she thought about her tasks for the day. She had been aggressive in the real estate market, flipping houses and even buying her first rental property last year. However, the income earned from the small complex was hardly worth the constant calls. At first, the tenants would call her directly as the previous owner had neglected the apartments. The calls never stopped, at all hours of the day and night, rodents, water heaters, showers and more had been replaced, repelled and repaired. She had hired a property manager to take the calls off of her plate, but whenever an issue arose, her manager would call her before making a move, which delayed solutions and got in the way of her tenants' lives. Mary-Ann flushed and stepped into the shower. She'd clean the pee off of her privates with the showerhead. Once finished, she lathered her c-cup breasts and washed her body, mentally preparing for the biggest meeting of her life. A chance to own her own mortgage company lay ahead of her, it was the pearl of her life. The 10 and 12-hour days, the early months of being commission-only, when she made less than minimum wage; it was all about to pay off. This last meeting was all that was in the way. Taking the time to fantasize about her life before her, it took a while before Mary-Ann stopped the water flow and stepped out of the shower. Drying her 5' 10" frame was not an arduous task, but Mary-Ann was sure it took longer than most girls. She packed her gym clothes; a gray pair of spandex and a white top, and her office clothes. She quickly made her hair into a ponytail, walked her to the kitchen to fill her water bottle and left. ###################################### Karenna Bryant awoke, smacking her dry lips together. The sheets and the bed were cheap, but comfortable. What was strange to her, was the amount of light in the small apartment. It should have been darker than this. She looked over to the alarm clock. Seven. She was late. Very late. Damn it! Not today! Shit, shit! She contemplated skipping her shower that morning. But she hadn't showered yesterday either. She'd have to clean herself even just a bit. Today was her bosses big day, and potentially a massive boost for her career as well. Today was not the day to be late. A quick shower still took her too long. With little time to do her makeup, she was forced to forgo her routine morning pee. As soon as she was dressed in her grey suit pants, black belt and white blouse, Karenna was nearly out the door. Before exiting her small apartment, she grabbed a plastic water bottle from the refrigerator. Needing to beat Mary-Ann to work, she darted out the door, her heels clicking on the cement walkway outside her apartment. As she made her way to her car, Karenna regretted her haste. Her bladder was already asking for relief. ################################# What took Mary-Ann a moment was the process of applying professional makeup in a gym bathroom. Normally, she would have applied it at the office or at home on her non-workout days, but because this meeting started right 9, she had to change here. She had changed her panties, which were now a deep purple, and she pulled her pantyhose over them. A beige pencil skirt that dropped to her knees and a white blouse hid under her short blazer. After putting on her black heels, she admired herself in the mirror and remade her blonde hair into a low-professional bun. Her watch read seven-thirty, plenty of time to visit her favorite local coffee shop. It didn't take her long to get there, and she finished her second water from her tin water bottle. Two had been downed since her workout. The first scent that hit her was one of her favorites- fresh roasted coffee, and a lot of it. The morning rush appeared to have dwindled. All that was left were the amateur writers and college students. Mary-Ann walked right up to the counter with no line. The barista recognized her immediately. Hanna was always so sweet and friendly, her small stature made it appear as though Mary-Ann was much taller than she actually was. Her blue eyes met Mary-Ann’s green and their smiles were matched. "Mary-Ann! Can I get you the usual? Cute top by the way". Hanna seemed much more energetic than usual, she swayed from one foot to the other and bent her knees ever so often. While certainly not unwelcome to see such energy and vigor so early in the day, it was a bit out of character for the usually reserved girl. "Aw, thank you! Yeah, I'll have the usual. Had your coffee today?" Mary-Ann smiled wider; she was always happy to see others so gleeful. "Just been standing a while." Hanna turned towards the cappuccino machine to start Mary-Ann's order and crossed her legs. They were clad in light jeans. She put both hands on the machine's table and continued to bounce her knees. She looked a little sick and Mary-Ann couldn't help but worry. As the cappuccino machine's noise rang throughout the shop, Mary-Ann spoke up. "Are you sure you're alright?" Hanna turned back toward Mary-Ann; her light brown barista apron was bunched around her crotch. She smiled, forcibly, and tried to talk over the end of the machine's cycle. "Uh...yeah. I'm doing ok" Hanna crossed her legs again, and grabbed Mary-Ann's order. Mary-Ann took her wallet out of her purse and prepared to pay. As Hanna walked back up to the register she put Mary-Ann's order down and read her the total. Hanna sheepishly looked behind Mary-Ann, and upon seeing there was no one behind she whispered. "I'm really sorry but we're a little understaffed right now; and I really...really need to pee." As she got to the second "really" she bent her knees down again. As Mary-Ann heard the word pee, she felt a sympathetic twinge in her own bladder and felt terrible for the girl behind the counter. "I can wait a moment if you need to run- " "No! No, if that's all your getting, I'll ring you out" Hanna interrupted her a bit loudly. Mary-Ann paid with her card and put a twenty in the tip jar. She felt sorry for the poor girl, but there wasn't much she could do except give her a generous tip and leave the girl to hopefully find relief, with a lull in customers "H-have a nice... day" Hanna weakly called to her. Mary-Ann briefly turned and waved to her before heading out the door, back to her car. ################### The ride to the office was short, but as Mary-Ann pulled into a parking spot opposite the office doors, she felt her bladder give her another dull warning, but this time, it didn't leave; the two morning bottles of gym water had started to collect in her bladder and the cappuccino wasn't helping. As Mary-Ann entered her office doors, she was greeted by her protégé Karenna. "Hey boss, meeting room's ready." Karenna was an average built black woman, but she had accented her shoulder-length, straight black hair with dyed-red tips. Unaware of Karenna’s own desperation, Mary-Ann secretly wished the 23-year-old had been a little late. Their typical morning briefs would lead right up to nine o-clock, and if the room and Karenna were already good to go, she wouldn't be able to stop by their single person bathroom. Mary-Ann could only hope she would have time to relieve herself before her meeting. Karenna stood up from her desk and pressed down her grey suit pants. She gathered her notepad and filed in behind her boss into the small conference room. Before sitting down, she put down her things on the conference table and wiped a bit of fuzz off of her grey suit coat. Mary-Ann didn't need to know that Karenna had gotten there just minutes before and she still hadn't emptied her bladder, which she had now been nursing since she woke up. But the meeting in which she was mostly presenting didn't faze her. She had been in this position for eight months now, and she wasn't about to let her growing need interrupt such a tight schedule, especially today. She sat down at the conference table and Mary-Ann stepped up to the awaiting projector. A list of clients appeared on the screen as the projector adjusted itself. "Where do we stand on these?" Mary-Ann started "Jones and Richardson both are looking like they'll get underwritten today. I think we'll have issues with Wyatt though. They might have given us some bad info on the underwriting paperwork." As Karenna went into detail about each of the active clients, Mary-Ann discreetly crossed her legs and put her back to the wall. This action went unnoticed by Karenna, who had her own thighs pressed against each other. The two women continued to review the second page of active clients, and as they discussed a peculiar case in which the client had provided their proof of income from a job they left two weeks prior, Karenna felt her first serious wave of desperate pressure press against the walls of her shaved pussy. The additional effort that it took for her to hold her filled bladder caused her to hesitate mid-sentence "I can make that...mmhf...call today" Despite her growing desperation, Karenna was determined not to ask for a break. If this meeting dragged on too long, she could delay Mary-Ann, she wasn't about to do that. The only thing she was hoping for is that Mary-Ann didn't notice her situation. As she crossed her legs and subtly placed a hand against her crotch, Karenna finally admitted to herself, I need to pee Mary-Ann was also growing acutely aware of her own situation, and had begun to sway her hips in an attempt to ease some of the pressure that was developing in her bladder. While she was paying attention to what Karenna was saying, she was unaware of the equally desperate situation her protégé was in. The two continued to move the meeting forward, discussing where they were in terms of their goals for the year. Karenna at this point was pressing her backside down into the cushy office chair, the corner of the chair pressed into her crotch. Her calves were locked in place, as her heels and feet were supporting most of her forward weight, they were pointing towards each other to keep her thighs in place. When Karenna looked back up from her papers and finished her sentence, she noticed that Mary-Ann was crossing her legs and seemed to be more focused on the projected graph instead of what Karenna was saying. Mary-Ann's right arm was clutched against her left forearm, and as she swayed back and forth. Do we seriously both need to piss right now? The thought crossed Karenna’s mind as her boss hadn't responded to Karenna's statement yet. She seemed to be more so watching the clock than giving her undivided attention. Karenna spoke up "Your thoughts?" "Hmm? Oh, yeah, its fine. Good job today, Karenna. Is that all?" Karenna wasn't satisfied with the non-answer, but it was getting close to nine, and if she could get out a moment sooner to pee, she would take it. "I think that's it for now, I'll email you if any of this changes- I gotta step out for a second, your office should be set up." "I -uh, alright" Mary-Ann started a sentence, but Karenna had already stood and done a 180 towards the door. She walked back to her desk as fast and as discreetly as her heels would let her, her sensitive genitals as tight and contracted as she could get them. Throwing her meeting notes over her desk and craning her neck to briefly check Mary-Ann's office, which was in a windowed room behind her desk, Karenna made sure her boss had everything she needed. Karenna might have to piss like a racehorse, but she still had a job to do. She exhaled as the strain to stand on her tip toes caused her bladder to contact and a shiver involuntarily sent a hand to her crotch. Mary-Ann's office looked in order. Now slightly hunched over, Karenna hustled passed the front door, which was glass, and anyone in the parking lot could see her squirm in front of her desk. Starting to doubt that she was going to make it, Karenna walked quickly to the corner of the office space that housed the only bathroom. Karenna nearly ran into the white tiled room. With just a single toilet and a sink, she started to undo her black belt and turned her well-toned ass towards the toilet bowl, anticipating her long overdue release. In her haste, she pulled the belt too quickly and it stuck into place. She felt a wet drop touch her panties. Not wanting to wet her pants, Karenna used what was left of her strength to pull her belt forward and slowly undo it. As her fingers worked the tight belt, her legs shook. The strain of holding an entire morning's worth of pee was now solely on her tight and tiring bladder muscles. She could feel the first few drops slowly dribbling into her underwear. Finally her belt let go, she jammed her fingers into the waist band of her grey suit pants and flung them down to her knees, along with her panties. Before her butt had even touched the porcelain of the toilet seat, a thick, fat stream of piss shot out of her, splattering the back of the raised top before Karenna sat down in a huff, exhausted from the effort it took to avoid pissing her pants. A loud hiss filled the room as a clear-ish stream of hot urine drilled the water in the toilet bowl. Her pussy lips now dripping pee as well, having left her blue panties with a small dark patch. Her breathing slowed back to normal, but her stream stayed strong, and the aspiring black business women sat with her forearms on her thighs, trying to process her desperation and now incredible relief and get her head back to her work. Her stream seemed to slow for a moment, but Karenna contracted her bladder muscles again and the stream that was exiting her pee hole resumed with the same force that it had started with, and the hissing sound that was erupting from her thighs filled the room again. As her stream began to subside for a second time, she examined her panties. She ran her fingers though the fabric, and while it was slightly damp to the touch, they were more than serviceable. She was surprised at what a close call she just had and she sat back in relief. Her stream was just a slight trickle, but her muscles were still contracting, sending shivers from her pussy through the rest of her body. It felt good, in a way. Karenna's thoughts drifted back to work I really hope Mary-Ann was just checking the time... Karenna cut that train of thought short. She tried to convince herself that Mary-Ann was indeed just checking the time and making sure she wasn't late. This move was important for both of their careers, obviously that would weigh on her mind. I've seen her take back-to-back meetings for an entire day's work. She's sat through 3-hour licensing classes with a ton of coffee...there's no way. Karenna looked down at her own, now dripping pussy. Her pink wet skin contrasting with her dark outer lips. It's not like I didn't just think that I'd be fine. She wiped, flushed and pulled her pants back up. Reapplying her belt and checking her makeup in the mirror, she noticed that the back of her grey sport coat had gotten wet from her initial explosion. It fared the worst out of all her clothes, but it would dry before the days end, she was sure of it. Her thoughts drifted back to her boss for a moment. There's no way she needs to pee...right? Mary-Ann Adimari needed to pee. As she watched her young colleague rush out of the room, she pressed her hands against her skin, just above her burning genitals. It was tender, and her tight pencil skirt did little to assist her. Though it was a long skirt, which reached her kneecaps, it was becoming harder and harder to stand still. Her movements had nearly become involuntary, all made worse by the fact that she was in heels. She walked out of the conference room and entered her personal office. A slightly private area, its windows were against just one wall. They allowed her to be aware of what was happening outside her semi-private walls. Her bookcase, which served more as a prop for virtual meetings than actually useful books, was against the back wall, and the opposite wall partially served as a wet bar for closings. She had just refilled the alcohol shelf yesterday, and the different color liquids only served to mock her at this point. The deep red rug that spanned much of the floor gave the room a sophisticated atmosphere and played well with the walnut-colored bookshelves and mahogany desk. Mary-Ann wasn't paying attention to any of these details as she shoved her meeting notes onto her desk and trudged towards the bathroom in the main office space. She had maybe 30 seconds, but she was also starting to feel her now desperation to pee. She assumed Karenna was done as she approached the door, but the light wood was hardly sound proof. She was instead greeted by a such a loud sigh and a hissing sound that her mind instantly attempted to release her bladder muscles. The sound and sudden force of pressure baring down on her tight snatch caused Mary-Ann to shove her hands deep into her crotch and squeeze every muscle she possibly could. Her thighs and genital walls were all directed to halt the force liquid from soiling her clothes. Karenna clearly wasn't done, and Mary-Ann would be unfashionably late. She winced, attempted to straighten up, and walked back towards her office. As she sat down, some of the other financial partners and representatives from her current company were starting to join the meeting. Sitting in her black office chair, Mary-Ann turned her camera on, forced a smile, and hoped that she could pay attention for just an hour and a half. ############################ Karenna had been answering emails and making few morning calls from her desk while occasionally grabbing a drink from the water cooler outside conference room. Despite her close call this morning, she still needed to refresh ever so often and the short walk from her desk to the water cooler was enough to give her mind a quick rest. What helped the day go by the fastest however was the occasional inbound call. For a better connection, they still used landlines, so she could also fiddle with the cord while she talked. It was like her grandmother's old phone when she was growing up, and a little burst of nostalgia was all she needed sometimes. This time, when it rang, it was a local realtor, looking to connect with Mary-Ann. After the two set a time and a day, Karenna hung up and looked back through the glass at her boss. From where she was sitting, Mary-Ann appeared to be focused on her meeting, and Karenna immediately felt better about her own relief this morning. She hadn't forced her boss into an uncomfortable position and she felt her dash for the restroom was justified. Mary-Ann was attempting to look professional, but she was as stiff as a statue. Her bladder felt like a rock, and she rubbed her free hand across the tense area. It felt as though every muscle was active in a desperate struggle against herself. No longer was her bladder simply suggesting that she find a time to relieve it, it was now demanding she do so. Sarah, Mary-Ann’s lawyer and acquaintance was in the middle of negotiating Mary-Ann out of her current contract, something that the other two men present in the meeting weren’t allowing to happen easily. The meeting was starting to appear as though it was was going to drag on. Mary-Ann crossed her legs. She hoped they would take a break soon. ################################ The front door swung open and Karenna immediately broke into a smile. Her best friend proudly strode through the door with a jovial smile plastered on her round face. Her bright brown eyes put her youth on display, helped by her long, black braided hair. "Hey girlie! Surprise!” She presented a small box from behind her back. It was wrapped neatly in a bow and Karenna took it from her graciously. Getting up from her desk, Karenna gave Nia a friendly hug. "Oh my gosh Nia! Thank you so much! What is it?" "I was in town for a game and thought of you when I saw it. Open it!" Karenna did as Nia asked and slowly opened the box. A small silver necklace with a pendent stood out against the dark interior. Karenna took it out and put it on. Now Karenna was the one with a wide smile on her face. “You didn’t have to.” She said quietly, her emotions taking hold. “But I wanted to.” Nia reached back over Karenna’s desk for a friendly hug. "Is Mary-Ann here today?" Nia asked innocently "She is, but she's in a super important meeting, I'll be sure to let her know you stopped by though." “Would she mind if we hung out for a little?” Karenna looked towards Mary-Ann’s office. Her boss looked engaged in her meeting. Turning back to Nia, Karenna suggested “Yeah I guess we could talk for a little.” Motioning for her friend to follow her, Karenna led Nia into one of the conference rooms, excited to catch up with her friend. Mary-Ann was still trying to present herself as a power broker, but in her mind, she was very obviously rocking back and forth in her chair. Her knee was lifted towards her chest in an attempt to alleviate the pressure. She one hand plastered against her crotch. Mary-Ann no longer knew what they were talking about, and at this point was blindingly agreeing to the documents presented online, Sarah marking every initial down. Her jaw was locked in an attempt to remain composed, but her labored breathing gave her situation away. She hoped that her microphone hadn't picked anything up. She didn't think that she had leaked yet, but her strained muscles were starting to produce a sweat. Mary-Ann couldn't tell anymore. All she wanted was to pee. Just not in front of the present company, or with any audience really. Nia took a seat at the head of the table in the conference room and Karenna took the chair to her right. Playfully rotating the office chair from side to side, Nia asked “So…you made it. White-collar Karenna, huh?” Karenna scoffed “Hey, it beats working at that burger place. To be honest, I’m not sure why she even took me in.” “Who? Mary-Ann?” Karenna nodded “It’s not like I have experience. Or qualifications.” “She had to have seen something in you.” Karenna looked at the ground. “I lied on the application.” “And?” “And if Mary-Ann ever found out, I’m sure she’d fire me on the spot.” “Or she doesn’t care and thinks you’re the right person for the job.” Karenna looked up, then out the window, not responding. Nia knew better than to ask her friend to have some confidence, but she wished Karenna would at least have some. Her friend looked back at the ground, sparking Nia’s curiosity “Something else on your mind?” Karenna looked up, her eyes giving her away. Nia has seen it before. It always looked cute. Karenna’s eyes would widen, showing her whites. She’d almost look like a dog that had done something wrong. “It’s…ah it’s nothing” Karenna looked out the window again, then at the table. “Kar…” “No! Really! It’s stupid.” “Seems like you want to talk about it.” Karenna looked at Nia, then back down at the floor, moving her chair back and forth. She sighed. “You’re gonna laugh at me.” “Will I?” Nia asked, almost offended that her best friend would even think such a thing Karenna paused. “I…I kind of have…” Karenna spoke quietly, Nia leaned forward to hear it. “I kind of have a crush on her…” Nia giggled as she leaned back “Aww! Kar’s in love?” Karenna looked away and folded her arms “I knew telling you was stupid.” Nia leaned forward and touched Karenna’s thigh, just above her kneecap. “Kar, c’mon. You know I’m here for you. So you have a little crush, what’s the big deal?” “The deal is that it’s stupid-” “You’ve said that a hundred times now.” The two went quiet as Karenna searched for her words. She spoke again. “She's probably not into girls. Much less me. I mean if she was…she’s like a super model. She could have anyone.” “And you’re not?” “I’m me. A nerd who just has a silly office crush.” Silence between the two. Nia wanted nothing more than to grant some sort of confidence towards her friend. Maybe some humor would help. “Nice ass?” “Who?” Nia gave a sly smile. Karenna knew who she meant, lifting her hand to her mouth in embarrassment as she admitted “Oh! Y-yeah…she does…” Nia giggled “You been looking?” Karenna’s eyes dropped, she had a small smile on her face, enjoying her friends playful teasing. “She’ll bend over my desk to get something, or restock the printer. And when she does...” Karenna’s voice went low “I could die and go to heaven” Nia smiled, swaying back and forth in her chair. Nonchalantly she grabbed one of the free pens sitting on the table. She spoke, her tone getting a little more serious “Do you think I’m pretty?” Karenna furrowed her brow. “Sure. You know that ” “And you’ve had me. How’s she any different?” Nia fiddled with the pen “She’s my boss. And besides…it’d be too awkward. I-I can’t.” Nia shrugged. “You can’t even tell her she’s pretty? Drop a hint or two?” Karenna shook her head and looked at the ground. “It’ll pass. It’s just a silly crush.” The two returned to silence for a moment. Nia spoke first “Well it’s been great, but I should get going. Seriously. Maybe she’d be into you. Give it a shot.” “Thanks.” Karenna smiled as she stood. It was nice reconnecting with her longtime friend, and Karenna stretched. It had been quite the morning, but the afternoon was looking to be a smooth close to the day. After a hug, the two friends left the conference room, with Karenna moving towards her desk and Nia towards the door. As Karenna got to her chair, Nia stopped just before the door and turned back around. "Actually, um...Do you mind if I use the bathroom real quick?" "You know what?" Karenna smiled slyly, joking with her friend “What if I said no?” Nia smiled back, but her voice was serious. As she spoke, her hand, which was balled into a fist was gently place at the crotch of her jeans. “Kar, I've actually have been waiting awhile.” She jiggled her thighs “Please?” Karenna pointed her towards the bathroom door and watched her friend walk causally towards it. It was on her mind after their conversation, and Karenna couldn’t help but sneak a look at the butt of Nia jeans as she walked by. Her friend really did have a nice ass. Karenna then turned a little red. She quickly heard an audible hiss and spray from the bathroom, followed by a sigh from her friend. Her mind went back to her adventure this morning. Now that Mary-Ann had been in her meeting for a while, she only hoped that her boss was in a good spot. ##################################### Mary-Ann was locked in a desperate battle against herself and her overfilled bladder. Every muscle was in full force. Tense. Locked. Active. Unable to remove her hand from her crotch, she was gripping her self as tightly as she could. She felt clammy. Almost sick. Her legs trembled, each muscle moving involenterily with the strain of holding back her stretched bladder. She hurt. Mary-Ann’s teeth were gritted, her lips locked as she tried desperately to keep her pee from bursting out of her. She nearly considered peeing in one of her wet bar glasses. Mary-Ann was sure they couldn't handle two of her gym water bottles and a cappuccino, but it was better than peeing in front of the CEO of one of the largest mortgage companies in the nation, her attorney and business broker. That very real fear was the only thing that was keeping her water in at this point, and even that was failing. With just a few minutes left in the meeting, Mary-Ann lost a spurt of pee into her panties and her shaking legs were attempting to close the now burst dam, but now that it had started, she was afraid that it wouldn't stop. But another minute passed. The last page. It was here. Freedom. One more initial and she could have her empire and her salvation. She leaked again. The shock caused her to inhale and she gripped her mahogany desk. With every fiber of her being, she willed her pee-hole closed. Yes. She told Sarah to sign off on the last NDA. She lost again, this time a jet of pee, with a stream thick enough to tickle her closed, burning genital walls. The front of her beige pencil skirt now sported a small dark stain. But it was over, the greatest meeting of her life was over. She might just make it. The virtual meeting was ending. The first man dropped off the call, then the other. Quickly, only Sarah remained. Mary-Ann felt as though she was drowning. The weight of her full bladder pulling her down in a sea of despair. She was struggling to breathe. Her legs, clad in pantyhose, were curled around each other like a vine. Twisted and tense, they attempted to hold back the deluge of hot piss in her tender bladder. It was no use. Mary-Ann felt a hot jet of piss spray into her panties. She gasped, her twisted legs parting under the desk. “Everything ok?” Sarah asked “I-ah…um…” Mary-Ann looked down A constant leak into her panties had begun. The clear, glistening liquid was starting to darken her chair below her. She could feel the searing heat against her crotch. Mary-Ann made a desperate plea, using the last of the strength to muster a statement. “I…need the bathroom…” Mary-Ann’s voice shook with the rest of her trembling body “Yeah me too. You can wait.” Sarah either didn’t care or wasn’t aware of Mary-Ann’s plight. Mary-Ann was just able to regain control. She could feel the damp wetness of her skirt against her butt, her now soaked panties clinging to her privates. And through it all, she saw a way out. As Sarah droned on about the contract Mary-Ann had just gotten out of, confidence suddenly stuck Mary-Ann. Maybe she could make it. She had leaked and spurted enough into her underwear that the urgent feeling was starting to dissipate. She had hope. And that was all she needed. Finally Sarah ended her thoughts and wished Mary-Ann a good day before dropping off of the meeting. She had no idea the fight that Mary-Ann had been in for the duration, nor the throbbing pain of her full bladder. Mary-Ann for her part had no idea of the effort she was about to expend. Standing from her damp seat, Mary-Ann attempted to walk from her desk, but the weight of her pent up pee pushed down hard, the force of gravity crushing her now tired muscles. A sudden, heavy, sharp pain stabbed her in the back. The mass of her filled bladder crushing her tired peehole. It felt as though every liquid she had consumed that day was pressing to leave. The agony of her full bladder was not lost on the rest of her body. She shook as she bent down, sweaty, tired and exhausted. Mary-Ann bit down on her lip, hard enough that she could have drawn blood. Gripping her desk, she crossed her legs and attempted to stand. She just lost another spirt. This one made through her pantyhose and dripping onto the rug below. As she stood again, now slowly and slightly bent at the knee, Mary-Ann lost another jet of pee. And then another. Finally, she stood. Slightly bent forward, unable to stand fully. The pressure and searing pain screaming at her to relent. She wouldn’t. Her hand jammed into the crotch of her business skirt, Mary-Ann used what was left of her dignity and her strength to walk towards the door. That’s when she had an idea. The trashcan just on the other side of the door. She could rip her pantyhose down and her panties to the side. She could do it. She was so close. Each step sent a stinging pain through her body. Each movement a herculean task. But she was close. She walked by the wet bar, both shot gasses too small for the ocean of pee inside her. Her eyes bore into the small container willing her to walk through her affliction. The door swung open. It was Karenna. The sudden movement startled Mary-Ann. She gasped. It was followed by a seeping warmth into her underwear. “Hey boss! I saw you were offline. Valerie called to set up a meeting and-” Karenna was thrown off by her bosses response. Her voice was weak, hardly audible. “I…I’m s-s…sorry…” In the confusion, Karenna went quiet. Her silence was quickly pierced by a sudden tapping. It was foreign to her ears. Karenna subtily tilted her head in an effort to understand what was going on. Something caught her eye. She looked down. A dark patch was appearing on the rug at her boss’s feet. It was expanding slowly. Karenna’s eyes followed the clear droplets of liquid, her brain slowly putting together what was going on. As their eyes met, Mary-Ann nearly closed hers, tears forming in her eyes. Karenna put it together. Her jaw dropped in shock. Mary-Ann was peeing her panties. It started quick, the first stream finally breaking through her panties and splashing loudly onto the rug. She gripped the heim of her beige skirt in a feeble attempt to deny what was happening. Her face burned red in embarrassment, the only sound was her pent up pee ruining her rug with a dull splash. She looked down again. What she was doing hit her. Her pantyhouse were ruined. Wet streaks had formed down her legs where her pee had started to pool in her heels. Hot pee was dripping out the sides of her heels, and dribbling out onto a growing stain on her rug.Mary-Ann desperately tried cut off the flowing urine from her now hissing snatch. She jammed her hand back into her crotch, now soaked and warm. The pain of her attempt was unreal. It felt like her entire urinary system had bucked against her wishes to stop peeing. For all of her strife, it only weakened her flowing piss. She could no longer stop it, or even attempt to. Her body had gone too far and was too tired to bend to her will anymore. She realized that now. Giving in to her most basic need, she conceded that all she wanted was relief. Her legs shook, glistening as hot piss ruined her pantyhouse. Clear droplets splattered everywhere, dripping all over her rug. Mary-Ann Adimari, one of the top mortgage producers in the nation, now owner of her own mortgage company, was uncontrollably wetting her panties on her office floor. But Mary-Ann was too busy enjoying the emptying of her overfilled bladder into her panties to care. She didn't care about the rug she was soiling. She didn't even care that Karenna was witness to her hissing pee rushing out of her tired labia. As the many different rivulets made their way from the seat of her skirt to the rug, Mary-Ann bent forward. Her shaking knees and labored breath evidence of her defeat. Even as her rusing pee began to subside, its damage was done. Mary-Ann couldn’t bare to open her eyes as her continued to ruin her rug and undergarments in equal measure. Karenna could hardly process what she was seeing. Her boss, her secret crush, was a shaking, wet mess. Karenna wanted to hug her. To mother her. Tell her it was okay. Another feeling came over her. She knew what feeling it was. A grotesque perverted feeling of excitement. She scolded herself, and remained silent. Her bosses office was quiet. The rushing storm of her boss’s held urine now passed. Only the occasional drip from her ruined undergarments remained. Mary-Ann wanted to scream in relief. She was done peeing. The end to her torment was immeasurable. It was as if she had just experienced the most intense orgasm ever. A cold shiver ran down her spine. Her stream had begun to stopped, her over saturated panties dripped the excess urine down into her soaked skirt and small beads of pee rolled down her thighs. Mary-Ann swallowed hard, feeling the tears in her eyes. Ahe briefly wanted to masturbate. In a fleeting moment she imagined herself ripping through her pantyhose and rubbing her clit like a crazed animal. But reality quickly set in. Mary-Ann was saturated from the waist down in her own pee. She had completly lost control in front of her only employee, and had just ruined a very expensive rug. She had no words. No excuse, no escape. Her emotions set in. She wanted to cry. She wanted to run. She didn’t. She couldn’t. She stood as still as a statue, not a word spoken between the two women. Until Karenna spoke. Her quiet, soft voice still cut Mary-Ann sharper than any knife could. "Did you.. um...did, you just pee your pants?" A/N: So what did you think of the new first chapter? How did it compare to the old? What are your hopes for this new cannon? Feel free to let me know in the comments!
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  5. Hello! Time for another story concerning my wacky bladder. I mentionned in my last post how I peed myself in public another time, so let's tell this story. That time was way less humiliating for multiple reasons. First, I was with friends who knows about my bladder issues, so it wasn't that surprising to them. The second reason is that we were at a fun fair, so pretty much nobody here knows me, so I don't really care if they saw me. I felt kinda bad at the moment tho, but for different reasons. We're in summer, I'm waiting my friends cuz I arrived 10 minutes early, I'm wearing casual outfit, an oversized shirt and a long white skirt that reach half of my shin. I already need to pee and at that point my first friend arrive, I tell her directly that I hope everyone is going to be fast beacause my bladder is full. My 3 other friends were together in a car, they send us a message saying they will be a bit late. At that point my friend advise me to just go somewhere in the wild, pointing out that I'm not gonna make it if I wait the others, my bladder problems is well known to her so she's definitely right. So I try to find somewhere to pee, There's a park very close so I just rush there, find a place where nobody can see me, I remove my panties, squat and pee. I can't wipe properly and I'm a bit in a hurry so when I stand up I wet my panties a little, It's a bit annoying but i'm fine. When I get back to my friend I see that rest of the group arrived while I was doing my business. We hang out a bit in the city and decide to go get some drink. I remember I peed a lot at this bar, one when I arrived, a second time 40 minutes later, and one last time just before leaving. I check my phone to see that there's a fun fair not far away from were we are, That could be really fun since it seems to be a pretty big fun fair with a lot rides. We walk for 20 minutes when I realise I need to pee again. This time I'm not alone, two of my friends need to pee too. We just arrived to the fun fair so my friends and I start looking for the bathroom. When we find them there's a huge line ahead of us, but we don't really have a choice. Hoding is becoming really hard in the line and my two friends are joking about it, suddenly one of my friend says "I think I leaked a little", I already leaked multiple times but at that point I'm close to wet myself, my friends can clearly see that I'm not gonna make it at that speed. At that moment the woman just above us in the line see how desperate I am and nicely propose that I go before her. I cannot thank her enough because I can barely make it to the toilet, I start to pee in my panties but I'm able to quickly remove them and finish in the toilets. When I get out of the toilet I can see my two other friends are still waiting, so I join the rest of the group. We wait a bit and the two others then get back to us. One of them saying they wet their panties a bit, to share the pain, I say mine are clearly not dry. We all start to roam arround the fun fair, making some attraction here and there, it's a really fun time with my friends. The sun starts to set as we decide to make one last attraction. It's an elevator ride, those were you go up and get drop to the bottom. When I start the line I need to pee a little but it's fine. Sadly there's a problem with the ride making it stop for 5 minutes, basically something fall inside the ride and it needed to be removed or it would damage the attraction (I guess it's why they stopped it, I'm not an engineer). all this time of waiting makes me desperate, But the attraction restart so I make the very dangerous decision to not go to the toilet and keep waiting. When it's our turn, I'm really needy but far away from the point to wet myself, I could still hold for half an hour. I sit on the elevator thing and realize the harness is really high compared to me, like I said before, I'm really tiny, 1,50 m. and the security harness didn't even touch me, I could almost move freely. Sadly it's too late and the elevator start to rise, At that point I'm really scared to slip and fall, when the first drop happens I start floating between the seat and the harness, I'm so scared I can feel my bladder giving up and start leaking, the elevator rise again and drop again and this time my bladder just give up, i'm unable to hold it and everything ends up in my skirt. When the ride is finished, I stay silent, there's pee dripling down my legs and I can see people watching me, but at that moment I feel really bad for the owner of the attraction, I just ruined of his seat. When he come close I tell him I just had an accident while on his ride I tell him how sorry I am, He seem fine and say it happens some time to time, he gets a towel and I help him cleaning the seat. The guy even propose me to get refunded because I didn't enjoy the ride,but I refuse. I join my group and we start wondering what we should do next, one of my friend say we should get home so I can change, I tell my friends I'm really sorry, but one of them say it's getting dark anyway so it's best to get to someone's home so I don't have to worry about it. At the end of the day I change at one of my friends place, I realise how wet I was beacause i need to change my panties, my skirt and even my socks. a friend gives me some pants just after I shower. We stayed the rest of the day here until we all left to go home. And that's it! hope you enjoyed this one. I don't really know if it's a genuine accident or a fear induced one, I think fear made me wet beacause I wasn't that desperate before but I can't be sure. That was a fun experience anyway, have a nice day!
  6. Hello everyone, this "story" is written by ChatGPT which I understand is quite a lazy way of writing stories. I "wrote" it mainly for myself but I thought you might enjoy it as well. Feel free to suggest ideas for potential next parts or something you would like to change. Also it is highly inspired by this story - so shoutout to BartleyZumboza In the land of Aureloria, a unique and challenging culture has evolved around the extraordinary ability of women to hold their pee for extended periods, despite the pain and discomfort it entails. This practice is not only a biological quirk but also a revered aspect of their society, deeply embedded in their rituals, social structures, and daily life. Origins and Beliefs The Aurelorians believe that the ability to endure pain through holding one's pee is a sign of strength, self-discipline, and spiritual fortitude. According to their mythology, the goddess Aurelia, who embodies resilience and endurance, bestowed this gift upon the women of Aureloria. It is said that Aurelia herself could hold her pee for weeks, enduring the pain as a form of meditation and focus during times of great need. Cultural Significance Holding pee, known as "Aurelia's Trial," is seen as a rite of passage and a measure of a woman's endurance and maturity. From a young age, girls are taught techniques to strengthen their pelvic muscles and increase their bladder capacity. These techniques are passed down through generations and are often accompanied by meditative practices that promote mindfulness and control, despite the inevitable pain. Rituals and Ceremonies One of the most significant rituals is the "Week of Endurance," an annual event where women participate in a communal challenge to hold their pee for seven days. This event is marked by various ceremonies and festivities: Day of Preparation: Before the challenge begins, women partake in a day of fasting and meditation to prepare their minds and bodies for the pain ahead. Blessing of the Endure: A ceremonial gathering where the women receive blessings from the high priestess, invoking the spirit of Aurelia to grant them strength and patience. Journey of Pain: Throughout the week, participants engage in activities such as hiking, weaving, and reflecting their inner journey and resilience despite the physical discomfort. Night of Release: At the end of the week, the women gather by the sacred river to release their held pee, symbolizing the release of accumulated wisdom and strength back into the earth. This act is celebrated with music, dance, and communal feasting, honoring their perseverance and endurance. Social Structure The ability to endure the pain of holding pee is also linked to social status in Aureloria. Elders and women who have excelled in "Aurelia's Trial" are highly respected and often hold positions of leadership and influence. These women are sought after for their wisdom and guidance, and they play a crucial role in decision-making processes within the community. Daily Life In daily life, holding pee is a common practice, and many social activities revolve around it. For instance, during community meetings or festivals, it is customary for women to engage in "The Silent Struggle," where participants discreetly compete to see who can hold their pee the longest without showing any signs of discomfort. These contests are friendly and foster a sense of camaraderie and mutual respect. Symbolism in Art and Literature The theme of enduring pain through holding pee is prevalent in Aureloria's art and literature. Poems, songs, and stories often depict heroines who demonstrate their strength and virtue through their ability to endure significant discomfort. Artistic representations in sculptures and paintings frequently include motifs of flowing water and serene women, symbolizing the harmony between body and mind achieved through perseverance. Modern Adaptations In the modern-day realm of Aureloria, the ancient traditions surrounding "Aurelia's Embrace" have evolved significantly. While the practice of women holding their pee for extended periods once symbolized strength and endurance, contemporary Aurelorians have adapted these customs to fit more practical and humane standards. The essence of the tradition remains, but its application has shifted to become more symbolic, integrating into daily life in subtler ways. Despite the practical abandonment of the old customs, there are still cultural remnants that reflect Aureloria's unique heritage: Despite the practical abandonment of the old customs, there are still cultural remnants that reflect Aureloria's unique heritage: Absence of Public Bathrooms: Public restrooms for women are a rare sight in Aureloria. This absence is a nod to the past, suggesting that women should ideally be discreet about their bodily functions. As a result, most women prefer to pee at home or in private settings. Private Etiquette: It is considered polite for women to wait until they are home to pee. This practice, though not enforced, is a subtle reflection of the old tradition. It is seen as a mark of courtesy and self-control, rather than an obligation. Celebratory Practices: During significant cultural celebrations, such as the "Week of Still Waters," women may symbolically hold their pee for a few hours. These acts are more about honoring the past than enduring real hardship. The rituals involve short, manageable periods of holding, followed by communal releases in designated private areas, often accompanied by music and dance to celebrate their shared heritage. Despite the modern adaptations of Aureloria's traditions, Queen Elara is still required to uphold the ancient practice of holding her pee, allowed to relieve herself only once per day. This enduring requirement symbolizes her commitment to the cultural heritage and resilience of Aureloria, serving as a living link between the past and the present. ... The grand council chamber of Aureloria, adorned with ancient tapestries depicting scenes of "Aurelia's Trial." The Queen, young and determined, sits at the head of a long table. Opposite her are the members of the government, predominantly old men, embodying the traditionalist views of Aureloria. Queen Elara: (calm but resolute) Gentlemen, I have gathered you here today to discuss an urgent matter. It concerns the tradition that requires me to pee only once per day. This practice is not only outdated but has become a source of excruciating suffering. I propose that I be allowed to pee freely. Councilor Thaddeus: (coldly) Your Majesty, with all due respect, the tradition of "Aurelia's Embrace" is the cornerstone of our cultural heritage. It is a symbol of our strength and endurance. Changing it would be an affront to our ancestors and our values. Queen Elara: (firmly) I understand the significance of our traditions, but we must also consider the well-being of our people, including myself. Holding pee for an entire day is agonizing. My bladder feels like it's being pierced by a thousand needles, and the pain becomes almost unbearable by the end of the day. This serves no practical purpose in today's world and only perpetuates unnecessary suffering. Councilor Bertram: (leaning forward, his voice gravelly with age) Your Majesty, the pain you endure is a testament to your strength and your commitment to our culture. The people look up to you as a paragon of resilience. If you abandon this practice, what message does that send to our society? Queen Elara: (with conviction) It sends a message that we are capable of evolving. We can honor our past without clinging to practices that cause harm. I am not asking to completely abandon our traditions, but to modify them to better fit our current understanding of health and well-being. Councilor Thaddeus: (raising his voice) Your Majesty, if you are allowed to pee freely, it could set a precedent that undermines the entire structure of our cultural identity. We cannot afford such a risk. Queen Elara: (calmly) What I propose is not to undermine but to adapt. Let us be honest, the vast majority of women in Aureloria no longer follow this practice. It has become largely symbolic. The pain I endure is no longer a shared experience but an isolated one, one that leaves me in tears, clutching my abdomen, praying for relief. Councilor Gerhardt: (sighing deeply) Your Majesty, we understand your position, but we must maintain some semblance of tradition. Perhaps a compromise is in order. Instead of once a day, you could adhere to peeing once every three days. This way, we preserve the essence of our customs while addressing your concerns. Queen Elara: (incredulous while crossing her legs) Once every three days? That is even more extreme than the current practice. How can you justify increasing the suffering for the sake of tradition? The pain would be unimaginable—my bladder would feel like it's on the verge of bursting, every step a torment, every breath a struggle against the agony. Councilor Thaddeus: (coldly) It is precisely in moments of increased challenge that true strength is revealed. If you can endure this, it will reinforce the cultural relevance of our traditions and demonstrate unparalleled resilience. Queen Elara: (angry, voice trembling) You speak of resilience, but it is not you who must endure this pain. It is easy to romanticize suffering when you are not the one suffering. I must insist that we find a more humane solution. Councilor Bertram: (with finality) Your Majesty, we have spoken. The tradition must be upheld, and we believe that increasing the period to three days will bolster our cultural identity. This is our decision. Queen Elara: (standing, voice steady despite the fury) Then know this: I will comply with your decision, but I will also make it my mission to educate our people on the importance of evolving traditions. The strength of Aureloria lies not just in our endurance, but in our capacity for compassion and change. Elara feels humiliated that a group of old men decide her peeing habits, knowing they cannot even imagine how hard it is to hold it for so long and the whole country will know about this new rule and everyone can enjoy seeing her desperate all the time.
  7. NIcole wetting AddFace View File While playing the video of my girl-friend Nicole wetting herself, overlay the left side of the screen with a pic of the girl you are fantasising about. I took these videos myself and with Nicole's consent upload them here. There are no copyright or DNP issues Watcher Submitter watcherw Submitted 05/23/2024 Category Female  
  8. note: all links will get autodeleted in about 7-8 months from now Here's a clip of Vixxxie to start: "Vixxie2" https://www.mediafire.com/file/6ye35ay4nj2tvzc/Vixxie2.mp4/file I'll post more here from time to time Vixxxie3: https://www.mediafire.com/file/qzmwwotepa870u7/vixxie3.mkv/file
  9. I found this picture on twitter and Im wondering if anyone knows the original source which I believe is from a JAV
  10. Back in December, @Kamina-1 mentioned she had a friend working on their own Fire Emblem pee romhack. That's me. I'd had ideas on how one could try incorporating omo into GBAFE for a bit, but then Kamina made her romhack featuring Mercedes for me. I was inspired by the way she incorporated it, and soon I started my own. It is essentially a request for @MasterXploder; one year in the making. The setting takes place in the mobile game as a way to justify using characters from many of the (then 16) main FE games. And it features a LOT of characters. I had to add 2 playable characters at one point because I made chapter 2 a gigantic map. There will be a mix of wetting and making it, and there's secrets to be found. Also, choosing easy mode will give you 2 crutch characters just to soften the difficulty. I tried to make it something an FE veteran could enjoy on hard and something someone who hasn't played it can enjoy (Though I recommend playing fe7 for the in depth tutorial). As for requests, feel free to shoot ideas and characters you want, but I actually plan on making something centered on the Fates world after this. If I'm unlucky, it'll take me a year to finish that too. I do apologize. This was meant to be a showcase of what I could do when trying my hardest. And please tell me about any bugs or typos you see. i will fix them unless they're this one because it's not my fault. I feel kinda weird posting in this forum, but since Kamina did the same with no trouble, I've posted it here. Please do not share this anywhere outside this website. Thank you and have fun. Edit: I'll be putting the most recent version here as well as at the end of the thread so people can know it changed Wet Bonds (2).zip
  11. (Small idea I had, first time posting any writing here!) -- She’s a good girl. Very willing to please. . Evie Meskin had been holding her pee for seven hours now, and it didn’t look like that would be ending any time soon. She smoothed the palms of her hands over her skirt (the grey one, the one her friend Nini said made her look taller) and tried not to jiggle her legs. She’d known what she was getting into, after all; she just hadn’t expected it to start quite so soon! What are they even doing in there? Sucking each other’s cocks? Well, Evie had seen the carpet, in the office she’d been so cordially locked outside of: she hoped they had Neosporin for the rug burn. Though, if the carpets here were being changed multiple times a year, she supposed it made sense they’d be budget quality… Evie caught her left foot tapping and jammed her heel forcibly into the polished floor, wincing at the dent in the wood. Oops. She hadn’t even been told to wear heels here, she’d just… wanted to make a good impression. A good impression before pissing yourself, the voice in her head mocked, gaining a distinctly gleeful lilt. Don’t worry about that scuff-mark, I’m sure these floors have seen a lot worse! This was definitely part of it, right? Leaving her out here while inside they droned on and on, muffled voices the only thing she could hear despite how hard she’d tried to listen (that had been during the first hour). Seven hours since her last bathroom break at that truck stop on the road, four hours of hilly mountain road, who-knows-how-long wandering around trying to find the correct entrance and go over the paperwork and then… her watch beeped, informing her it was 1800. An hour and forty-three minutes sitting outside this damn room filling up even more from the tea and fruit juice she’d been too nervous to refuse. God. She really had to pee. If they were going to forget about her, she might as well do something to help herself hold. Bouncing her legs was still out (these shoes under these high ceilings echoed) but there was no reason she couldn’t cross her legs. Carefully-- looking up and down the hallway to check for passers-by, though she’d seen nobody else since she’d come to sit out here-- she slipped her left leg over her right and pressed a fist at the apex of her thighs, where it would be hidden from view. Fuck. Evie tilted her head back against the wood-paneled wall and breathed out through her nose. She’d been clenching her muscles as hard as she could, but she could feel that they were getting tired, achy. If she let a tiny bit out, would it even show up on her skirt? Maybe it would dry before those inconsiderate jerks even came out to tell her where to go next. Don’t, she told herself. You promised you’d be good. And that sent a shiver down her spine, shifting her hips unconsciously against the too-thin cushion of the bench she’d been relegated to until someone decided she was worth remembering. Never mind the tea and juice, or the bottles of water you drank in the car coming here, or the lemonade with lunch that definitely didn’t have time to make it through her system before that truck stop. Her bladder throbbed. You don’t even know where the restrooms are, even if they do come out in the next fifteen minutes, could you find them before you wet yourself? She swallowed as the back of her neck flushed hot. Drip… drip… drip… drip… what’s that? Evie tore open her eyes and saw a woman with a mop leaning against the wall between the two elevators, eyeing the drops from the bottom as she lifted the braided ends out of a soapy bucket before her. The bucket was more full than Evie would have expected, for this kind of work. She realized she was squirming and tried to stop. She was almost successful. “Hello,” she squeaked, and then blushed darker, jamming her fist more firmly between her legs. “I’m sorry to bother you, but would you be able to point me the way to the bathroom? Just for now, they haven’t-- I’m—” her free hand was flailing. Mortified, Evie dropped it to her side, where it immediately curled around the edge of the bench and gripped tight. “Um. If you wouldn’t mind.” The woman raised her eyes to meet Evie’s with the kind of slow stateliness reserved for royal processions, and did not respond. She dunked the mop back into the bucket and pumped it up and down a few times. The sloshing was agony. Evie’s thighs pressed so tightly together she was almost worried she’d lose feeling. “Fuck,” she whispered under her breath. Oh, she hoped the woman hadn’t heard her. “I’m sorry! I just, if it’s around the corner or down a flight of stairs or something, if you could tell me?” A wave of heat pulsed through her abdomen, and Evie clenched her teeth around her own question: a moment later she realized she could feel wetness seeping into the cotton of her panties. The first leak. “Please, maybe if you don’t know, you could tell me who to ask?” Slosh, slosh. Drip, and drip again. A whimper rose in Evie’s throat, but she choked it back before it could escape. “It’s a little bit of, um. An emergency. You see.” She was so red now she could feel it spreading to her chest, the very top of her head, the rush of blood making her dizzy. Both of her hands were white-knuckled. Seven hours. Why did she accept the tea? She knew it was a diuretic, she could have pretended to be sensitive to caffeine and gotten by with just the juice. Don’t think about the juice. Evie’s legs were shaking now, and she couldn’t control it. “That’s okay, I’ll just wait to see if anyone else!” She’s the first person you’ve seen walk by in two hours. There isn’t going to be anyone else The walls of her bladder squeezed in, excitement and alarm, and Evie jolted forward over her knees. “Do you come here often? Sorry, um, that was so rude, and not what makes sense at all, I’m being stupid. I just, kind of have to pee?” Nothing about the woman’s face made it seem like she cared, or even heard Evie at all. Only that unwavering gaze, steady, as Evie’s desperate bladder muscles definitely were not. She lifted the mop and let it slap (cruelly, Evie thought in near-hysteria) against the tiles, water seeping around it to form a puddle. Another dribble of wetness leaked out into her panties. Fuck. She really wasn’t going to make it. Why that tea! Idiot! Squish, slap slap. Squish, slap slap. Drip, drop, drip. Evie closed her eyes again and forced back another whine, using both hands to hold herself now. The fullness of her bladder was absolute: past absolute. It was so full even the expansion of her lungs threatened to force the urine out of her: there wasn’t enough room in her body. “Oh, fuck. Ma’am, I’m very sorry, but if you can’t tell me where a bathroom is I’m afraid I’m going to-- ah!” That leak had felt good, dangerously so. “I really hope these cushions are waterproof!” Sploosh. Back into the bucket. As Evie curled over herself, helpless to straighten up, the woman grasped the wire handle and leisurely walked across the wide space to stand in front of Evie. Finally, she thought, though she had no idea what for. Clearly she wasn’t being helped to a bathroom. Unless-- “They aren’t,” the woman said, her first time speaking. Her voice was low and icily cold. Then, with one hand as if bored by the motion, she titled the bottom of the bucket up and poured a long stream of water onto the floor. “No,” Evie gasped, as the rushing in her ears came to a head. “Oh, no, fuck, no no nonononono—” but it was too late: she tried to clamp down, but the splashing was more than her bladder could take. Pee gushed between her legs, spilling through the gusset of her pantyhose and into the wool of her skirt. She could feel it pooling underneath her, the force of it too strong to soak into even these-- not waterproof, her mind helpfully supplied-- cushions immediately; overflow poured down to her hem, sending rivulets to patter around her shoes. With a moan, Evie finally managed to wrench her tortured bladder closed-- but it was too late. She had wet herself, and this-- strange?-- woman had watched the whole thing. Her heart beat frantically in her throat. The small amount of pee still in her bladder swirled. Sooner rather than later, it would come out as well. The bucket was empty; Evie wished she could say the same. The woman turned it over and propped a corner on her hip, and for the first time an emotion flashed in her dark eyes. Evie was too addled to tell what it was, but it might have been interest. “Welcome to my home, Ms. Meskin,” the woman said, as Evie’s sodden pantyhose began to cool against her skin. “I hope you enjoy your stay. I’m sure you’ll fit in here perfectly.”
  12. View File KRC Japanese Omorashi Twitter I’ve been keeping an eye on this person’s Twitter for a while. They only upload sample videos on Twitter, not the full versions. https://twitter.com/KaoriKaori230 I figured out how to download videos from Twitter and wanted to share it with you all, so I’m writing this post. KRC is their unique series number. Honestly, I’m not sure why they use it, haha.🤤 Up to 04, the sample logo was so prominently displayed that it was off-putting. It seems like they are active on a site called Scatbook. If you want to watch the full versions, it’s best to check them out there. Enjoy! Submitter xill Submitted 05/19/2024 Category Female  
  13. (This is my first time writing fanfics, if you guys find any english/narrative errors, please warn me. Thanks) This is a story about Emily, a girl at her 20s, doing college, but with a great problem: A weak bladder, she had this problem since she was 10, however it was not a problem since she was really careful and was always close to a bathroom, however this changed when she entered a new college. Emily woke up 5 AM to prepare and go to the new college, extremely hyped to see how it would go, brushed the teeth, took a shower, and chose the most beautiful clothes in her house, her trademark small black skirt, a simple, but elegant white shirt, a pair of dark blue shoes that fits perfectly with the ice white socks, she was ready to go! The first class was going to begin in 15 minutes and everything was going well, however, Emily did not look where the bathroom was, or how much time she would spend in class, so it was really dangerous, however she was feeling confident that everything would go well! The class began, it was chemistry, the teacher was talking about properties of the liquids, and by the 1 hour mark it was beggining to affect Emily, a girl that sat next to her saw that emily was nervous and asked: -"Something wrong?" -"No, nothing really, haha" Said Emily Emily was trying to be optimistic, however things weren't looking good for her, the pression was building, the clock was ticking, and the teacher was still talking about liquids, the same girl looked to Emily once again and said: -"I know what you are going through, this expression is really obvious" And did a strange smile to Emily -"Wh-WHAT?" -"HAHA, Just kidding, your face was HILARIOUS, why are you so scared? lol." -"ITS NOTHING, really its nothing." -"If you say so, oh by the way, what's your name?" -"M-my name is Emily, and yours?" -"Mine is sarah, nice to meet you." -"The pleasure is mine" Emily was starting to get really sweaty, even more when the teacher began really using liquids in the class, so emily tried talking to the teacher -"C-can I go to the bathroom please?" -"No, you had your chance to go to the bathroom before my class started." -"B-But its a emergency, please" -"No, there are no emergencies in my class." -"Tough luck huh?" Said Sarah -"Y-yeah." Said emily with more sweat than ever -"Why don't you just piss yourself?" -"WHAT??" -"That's what you heard" -"W-Why would I do that Sarah?" -"Because you are almost exploding, and there is still 1 hour of chemistry, AND it is about liquids, you are not going to hold it Emily, I couldn't hold it" She says this while pointing at her crotch, it is completely soaked Emily, with a shocked expression says -"I-im not going to do that, never!" -"Let's see them." The clock continues ticking, Emily is at her limit, however, luck is by her side, and the bell rings -"YES!" Says Emily, extremely happy Emily begins to run to get out of class, but, she doesn't know where the bathroom is, so Emily asks sarah: -"SARAH WHERE IS THE BATHROOM." -"Is at the other side of the school" Says sarah with a wry smile -"OK BYE, SEE YOU SOON." Emily begins to rush through the corridors, making funny movements to hold it, the school was looking like a maze, she was desperate, every single move she did felt like the floodgates where going to open, but them, she found the bathroom. There was a line of 5 girls already, the new college had only 1 bathroom, Sarah just laughed at Emily and began talking: -"Tough luck again uh." -"DON'T LAUGH, THIS IS NOT FUNNY" -"I was just like you sometime ago." -"SHUT UP." -"Follow me if you don't want the entire school seeing you peeing yourself" -"I WILL HOLD IT UNTIL THIS LINE ENDS!" -"Good luck." And so, time passed, and the girl that was in the bathroom says "The bathroom is not working anymore, it broke" Emily just ran to Sarah and asked about what Sarah wanted with her -"Sarah HELP MEE." -"Fine, fine, follow me." Sarah took Emily to a empty place in the school and said -"Piss yourself." -"B-but" -"PEE." Sarah's voice was so frightening, and the pression was already so high that Emily just began peeing herself, the puddle began, and her pantie was getting soaking wet, the only thing that made Emily a little less sad was that she was wearing a skirt, the pee was not stopping, Emily was peeing for minutes straight, and Sarah had a huge smile on her face, the puddle on the concrete was huge too, and Emily was red as a tomato, Emily tried hiding her Crotch area but it was useless, Sarah had already seen everything, and she said "That was awesome for a little girl like you.' "SHUT UP." -"I have a weak bladder too, but I-" -"BUT YOU DON'T HAVE SHAME ON YOURSELF!?" -"Calm down there girl." Emily is still shocked of everything that happened on her first day of college, and despise what Emily's saying, She is pretty grateful that Sarah showed a place with no one around to look at her peeing -"T-thanks at least for taking me on a place that don't have people looking." -"No problem girl, i will show you more things with the time, we are 2 girls with weak bladders, we need to help each other right?" -"Y-yes, sure." Sarah and Emily hug each other as a symbol of their friendship, and prepare for the next class. (Please guys, don't forget to comment, saying what you think about the fanfic, and im open to ideas, thanks for reading until here!)
  14. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    This time, from @SCTrainFanatic! And damn was it fun to work on all these different poses! 😁
  15. since I will be home all day, I figure I won’t have to be desperate out in public or even uncomfortable, I prefer holding at home because I want to get as desperate as possible! I emptied my bladder about 20 minutes ago or so. here’s my outfit! a choker, hoodie, a black skirt, snd some cute star patterned panties! I’ll show more of them later in my video that I’ll post of me bursting & wetting myself 🙂
  16. From the album: Jailor Eckman's (Fluffier) Hoard

    The pun is too obvious here... XD Poor Nia! That's definitely gonna make the news! And go viral... I guess she should've found a way to hold it --- even with the weight of hyena mistress pouncing on her bladder. External pressure is no excuse, after all! :] A huge "thank you" to Spotte for commissioning this in celebration of Nadia's birthday! (Who wouldn't want a leaky deer on their birthday?!) X]
  17. Hey, So I needed a wee on my train ride home. I went and met a guy for some bedroom fun. I went to the toilet on my train ride home and just sat their with my leggings around my ankles as I have a pair of his boxers on and I want to ruin them. Be such a waste to pee in a toilet like a good girl. That was about 90mins ago. I'm like a six for desperation. Tell me when I can go.
  18. View File EE-771 Desperate women waiting in line to pee. There is a scat warning on part EE-771-04 at 7:53 - 10:27 Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 05/21/2024 Category JAV Collections  
  19. “Did you hear that you’re meant to drink like 4l of water per day?”, said Emily on the walk to the station after college. “Jeez, is it really that much? 2.5l I can understand, but 4?”, replied Jaqueline, her childhood friend turned college classmate. “Yeah, it seems that way. It seems like a lot, but it would make sense for summer, maybe it goes down in the winter since you don’t sweat as much?” “Well, do you wanna try and do it together?” “What, drink more water?” “Yeah, we can make a routine out of it. If we both agree to drink a litre of water every 4 hours, we can work together and make sure we’re both on top of it.” “That sounds like a good idea, do you wanna make it into a challenge?” “Eh…? What do you mean by a challenge?” “If we both agree to drink that much, but we only use the bathroom as often as we usually do. That would be a real challenge, more than just increasing my water intake.” “That does sound like quite the challenge, but I also don’t know if being uncomfortable all day at college is a good idea. How often do you even go on a normal day?”, asked Jaqueline, used to her friend having a stronger bladder than her. Sometimes it almost seemed like she *wanted* to be desperate, with how often she put off bathroom breaks. “I always go when I wake up, then once at lunchtime, and when I finish classes, then I usually go before bed, but that’s about it. Sometimes if it’s really bad, I’ll go again in an emergency, but usually that’s only when I have too much tea.” “Wow… you’ve got a strong bladder, I usually go nearly double the amount of times. But I don’t usually hold it until I’m frantic like you do sometimes. But if you really wanna try it, I’ll accept your challenge.” “Oh goodie, I think a competitor will make it fun! Let’s start next Monday, alright? Make sure you’ve got a big water bottle by then~” —————————————————————————————————————————— 3 days later, Monday had arrived. Jaqueline awoke to a full bladder, as usual, and remembered it was the start of their challenge. It was a cool spring day, and they both had a lot of classes ahead of them, they’d be starting at 9am and not finishing until 5. She felt her bladder complaining, but she didn’t rush to the toilet just yet, she only had 4 or 5 bathroom breaks allowed today so she knew she had to make them count. Instead, she walked to her wardrobe and chose her clothes. Bladder Gauge: 70% (max:120%) What should Jaqueline wear? Choose one of each of the 3 categories. Panties: A. Her favourite panties, she loves them but they’re tight! She’s had them for a long time, but they’re getting dangerously close to being too small now. (Effect: it’s harder to hold it, and she gets desperate faster due to the extra pressure.) B. White panties, they’re white so they’ll stain if she leaks. (Effect: She’ll try to hold it harder, and can usually last a bit longer, but she won’t consider peeing outside in case they get wet.) C. Naughty panties, with these, she’s more likely to feel like doing naughty things. (Effect: more lewd things happen, and she’s more likely to get into naughty scenarios with the other characters.) Clothes: A. Tight jeans and a long sleeved shirt, they’re stylish and professional looking, but they’re tight especially with a belt! (Effect: Same as the tight panties, but the impact stacks, and if both are worn she might struggle to get them off if she’s in a rush to pee.) B. Loose skirt and short t-shirt, they’re easy on the bladder and it’s easier to take a leak outside like this. (Effect: Easier to hold it once her bladder is full, as it’s not so tight, and the skirt makes it easier to relieve yourself away from a toilet.) C. School uniform, it isn’t required at her college, so only those who diligently follow rules would wear it. (Effect: less likely to break rules, won’t pee during class time, or consider relieving herself outside.) Once she’s dressed, how should Jaqueline handle her bladder? A. Relieve herself normally and continue her day. B. Hold it in, and try to go to college without going, and save your first bathroom break for when you’re more desperate. C. Try to relieve herself, but be unable to before college: Ci: She doesn’t get to pee before her first class. Cii: She can’t pee at home, but she gets to go before class. —————————————————————————————————————————— Emily wakes up half an hour later, feeling comfortable even though she wants to pee, but she’s a lot thirstier than she expected and doesn’t have a huge amount of time. Her first port of call is to drink a glass of water, and take a shower, but she doesn’t use the bathroom straight away, the slight pressure feels kinda good, and it’ll feel even better when she’s desperate. After showering, she goes to get dressed, before getting ready for college quickly and eating her breakfast. She only has a few minutes before she needs to rush to the train station, what should she do? Bladder Gauge: 50% (max:150%) Hydration since last bathroom break: 250ml You need to choose her panties and clothes (same choices as Jaqueline), and one of the following: A. Relieve herself quickly, then go to college. B. Relieve herself quickly, and drink a couple of glasses of water before leaving for college. C. Hold it in, and drink some more before college. D. Hold it in but don’t drink any more, and wait to make better use of her bathroom break at college. [It’s been a long time since I released a story I wrote, and after reading a lot of interactive recently I was inspired to try and create my own. I have a rough idea of where it’s going to go, but depending on your choices it’ll change what happens. The two girls are 19 and 20 respectively. (J, then E) I look forward to writing the next part with your choices!] - Author’s note
  20. Hi all, this is my first time drawing anything. So forgive me if it’s pretty rough. My aim is to make art with anatomically correct bladders.
  21. When I was sixteen I was in my first serious relationship, she was eighteen and was my first partner who had been into omo too. We grew up in a seaside town, neither of us had a fancy house but her house was on a hill above the coast, on summers days a lovely sea breeze and beaming sun made for a lovely day together on a picnic blanket under a tall oak tree. Now if you needed the toilet you had two options, you could trapse the five or six minutes from our spot at the top of the garden to her parents flat, or you could take three or four paces to a hole in the bushes behind our spot. Realistically there is a third way and that was what we often use. My partners fetish at the time was full bladder holding and sex with a full bladder. My partner of the deal was to watch her, control her toilet time and when she was horny the occasional Golden Shower or shared toilet One summers day we was at our spot, we had been drinking fizzy drinks to stay hydrated and she had first told me of the need to go a hour or so before. She continued to drink and the pressure gained momentum. She was wearing a skater skirt with leggings and White and Purple cotton panties. As she got more desperate the leggings got removed to provide access. Without catching the eye of passers by she made me massage her vagina through her underwear, she told me what to do in this relationship, finding her G-sport and massaging it in circles was a sure fire way to give her tingles. After a while a squirt, a wet spot appeared on her panties. Out of nowhere she pulled them to oneside and said "do me against the tree." So I obliged, now I'll be honest my penis isn't anything special but with each thrust another jet of piss came out, she got closer and closer and eventually had her orgasm, he knees started to buckle so I supported her waist. Mindful not to be caught by passers by I was keeping a look out but very quickly my attention was drawn to a wet sensation down my front. She had lost full control and was peeing allover me, she flooded my jeans leaving a wet mark and soaked my boxers through to the skin. She blushed and apologised but it's safe to say after that day our Omo experimenting went from strength to strength. Sadly our relatonship wasn't meant to be, she got into girls. Shes a lot happier now. I moved away to pursue my career but every now and again I return home and see her, our eyes will meet and we'll remember stories like this.
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