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  1. MKFan200

    MMD A Bad Day of Drinking

    Version 1.0.0

    822 downloads

    Finally...I managed to finally see an animation finished. I apologize to those have been waiting for awhile. During the last part of the year, I ended up going on Orlando Florida for a vacation, which sent me back. And then immediately after I got back, work got in the way, which then followed by taking a course to do the CCNA. That was probably one of the most intensive courses I ever did in awhile, which ultimately prevented me from working on anymore animations. Thankfully, I finished it with a C, and now had a long enough break to work on the animation. And now...I present you with the work I have done. This video is long!!! It's over 20 minutes in length! It got really out of hand quick with everything I wanted to do. I honestly need to start putting filters and start holding myself back when I do these animations because I see I'll want to do everything...an intro, a reason it leads up to the omorashi, the omorashi, and ton of Gmod humor. In addition, MikuMikuDance has limitations as I am now finding out. It takes too much time to animate at some point. I'm hoping people will be satisfied with this animation for the time being while I rest up. I want to start getting out some smaller ones before getting ready to work on Lord Bardak's; since that one is probably going to be of a similar length. Pee effect by E教授 Truck by Brigade Mascot Miku Emiya House by 向け配布モデル Squid Sister by しばいぬ Beer can by BHZS Skydome by hiro K2 G-Shader by Lower belly P Toon Shaders by 下っ腹P

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  2. Jailor Eckman

    female Request 017

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Uh oh. It turns out that fresh seafood doesn't really exist in the mountains! Of course, because the rustic resort went all-out on maintaining its traditional, American mountain-living image (or because they just wanted to save a few bucks), they installed only one, single outhouse to service all of its guests. That's really bad news for these two women. Having come up into the range from a state over to attend a meeting about the retreat's quarterly performance, this business woman made the mistake of assuming her company actually cares about its guests bodily needs. A large ice tea for the ride up, several bottles of water during the property tour, and not even a single bathroom-break later, she finally had the opportunity to sneak off to that lonely outhouse... and found it occupied. The bus is leaving soon. Looks like its going to be a fun, bumpy ride back to HQ... Maybe the winner of the lemonade-drinking contest held earlier will have more luck? The person in the outhouse can't be sick forever, right? But, with a half-gallon of pink lemonade running straight through her system, this has become a true battle of attrition... Her kidneys are on overdrive, and her bladder is full. Really full. And each passing second is just another temptation for her to just let go, and experience the unbelievably sweet relief of peeing her pants. But she's 22 years old, and every fiber of her will forbids such embarrassment. She can hold it. This is the request I did for @randomrobot007!
  3. View File Scene from JAV FF-308 Wetting under skirt during queue up for WC Scene extracted from JAV FF-308 issued by Jade on Oct 2018. A girt in skirt was in a queue for WC. She was initially tried to hold it but finally she cannot make it and wet her panties under her skirt. I tried to merge the original 3 footages from different angles into 1 and synchronize their action. You may see her emotion in the mean time with the wetting underneath her. Submitter faing888 Submitted 10/03/2018 Category Public wetting Clothing Skirt  
  4. Princess Shuri lay fast asleep in her bed in the Royal Palace of Wakanda. She slept there in her satin pyjamas, she was dreaming about her friend Peter Parker. He is her best friend and in the dream he was kissing her and all very bizarre things to her, that he wouldn’t do to her maybe she was dreaming how she wants her future to be like. And then she had the most weirdest thing she ever dreamed about, she was in the entertainment room in the palace and with Peter. Him and her were watching a movie together and it was a scary movie, she didn’t know what one it was maybe it was IT or something. Anyway she got very scared in one particular scene and ended her fear wetting herself and while she was wetting herself Peter couldn’t help but stare at her pee running down her legs of her jeans. Shuri woke up she realised it was a dream but she did get turned on by the dream as she would love to be Peter’s girlfriend. Shuri went back to sleep and she shifted in position. Her hand was now under the bed where her crotch is and was about to give herself an orgasm, but then felt the crotch of her pjs were wet. She must’ve been desperate to pee while sleeping and then had a dream about it. She got up, she tried not to scream as it was 6:00 already. There was a huge stain on her pjs and the bed, she couldn’t believe how she wet the bed and had an accident like baby, she just couldn’t believe it. She took off her wet pjs and went back to sleep naked and hoped she would wake up before her brother so she could hide her accident from him.
  5. kinkynatious

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    From the album: Black Skirt

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  6. kinkynatious

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    From the album: Black Skirt

    © kinkynatious

  7. kinkynatious

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    From the album: Black Skirt

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  8. kinkynatious

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    From the album: Black Skirt

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  9. kinkynatious

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    From the album: Black Skirt

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  10. Version 1.0.0

    383 downloads

    This very old video from 2004 features beautiful Angel from nrgwomen desperate in a waiting room for about 30 minutes. Lost this video, then found it again after searching for a long time. Now I have to put it at a safe place and share it with you. Desperation is great, but if you're into bladder explosions the end is a little boring.

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  11. Dimwitrolo

    female Rainbow Rocket

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Something wrong? You gonna stop me?
  12. View File Angel - Doctors waiting room This very old video from 2004 features beautiful Angel from nrgwomen desperate in a waiting room for about 30 minutes. Lost this video, then found it again after searching for a long time. Now I have to put it at a safe place and share it with you. Desperation is great, but if you're into bladder explosions the end is a little boring. Submitter Dwayne Submitted 06/14/2019 Category Desperation Clothing Skirt  
  13. Jailor Eckman

    female Page 15

    From the album: Off-Limits!

  14. Jailor Eckman

    Request 016

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    This is the request I did for @Dededesciple!
  15. Squirtainly

    female (Another) Exam Wetting

    Sorry that it's been a while since my last (and only) post. I've been very busy with revision at the moment. Anyway, I'm writing about another exam wetting, but this time by yours truly. Last year I was doing my AS levels. They're exams you take in the UK age 16/17, and they're a big deciding factor for universities. As such, I was freaking out about my history paper on the European Witchcraze. I'd not been as good on that as I had been on my other subjects, so I was up most of the night before revising. Now, when I get nervous, I drink water. You'd have thought that I would know my limits, but I clearly don't. I'd probably drank the best part of a litre the morning before the exam. I went to the toilet before it started because I'm not a lunatic, but clearly a lot of it was still making its way through me. I walked into the vinyl wood floored exam hall with a litre bottle in hand, ready for the most stressful hours of that academic year. The questions I got weren't too bad, so I relaxed at bit, however, I got quite stuck towards the middle of the paper. Within the space of 45 minutes I drank most of my water, and this went through me very quickly. By the last half hour of the exam, I was fidgeting and bouncing up and down in my chair non-stop (in case you couldn't tell, my bladder is tiny). Aside from disturbing my bladder even more, I'd taken my blazer off because it was a hot day, so my boobs were jumping up and down in my shirt quite significantly, and I was aware of the attention I was starting to draw from a few people. I forced myself to sit still and concentrate, knowing that I couldn't afford to waste time going to the loo. A few minutes into this effort, I had pretty much failed. Although above my skirt, my hand was pressing so hard into my crotch that I was practically fingering myself. I took my hand away to turn a page and leaked. Significantly. Of course, I couldn't just check our my knickers in an exam hall, but I could feel how wet they were. Honestly, I was kind of turned on, but the stress and fear soon drowned that out. I'd leaked less significantly a few more times, focusing on the ticking of the clock in the echoey exam hall as I checked my work. With about five minutes to go, I leaked significantly again. It had gone through my skirt onto my chair, and I was very aware of the fact that I was sitting in a puddle of my own urine. At that moment I realised that, even if I could stand up without losing it, my mess would be glaringly obvious. I was wondering if I could call an invigilator over and ask to stay seated until everyone had left, when my body made that decision for me. I muttered "Oh God, no" and thrust my hands onto my urethra but it was too late. I could feel the piss rushing out of me at an incredible velocity. This speed meant that, when it hit the floor, it hit it hard. So hard, in fact, that my piss echoed. More than 100 people watched and listened as I pissed my pants. The worst part? I moaned in relief. I MOANED. Needless to say, I wasmortified. I stayed seated, tears streaming down me as everyone else exited the hall when the exam was finally over. By the time I could leave, my piss was ice cold, leaving me with soaking wet, freezing knickers pushed virtually inside me. I have to admit, I'm not too fond of the coldness after wetting, so this wasn't great for me. Now, I don't want to jinx anything, but that is hopefully the last time that I will piss myself in public (although, unfortunately, not the first).
  16. Here is a really nice video i just found on pornhub. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5cef6af6b2bfe Pee in Mini Skirt Female POV, Mirror look - Pornhub.com.mp4
  17. Dimwitrolo

    female Molly, leaving

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Looks like I made a little mess... Won't you help me clean it up?
  18. Jailor Eckman

    female Page 14

    From the album: Off-Limits!

  19. Version 1.1.0

    865 downloads

    Hello everyone. After 2 weeks of toiling and pretty much throwing all of my free time into this (when it wasn't being thrown at Dark Souls), I have finally finished the long awaited ( I think) MMD animation. I am very proud of the time it took because other than a few oddities, it came out great. This is a unique animation because while it is an omorashi based animation, it is also humorous based. Anyone who wants to get off can enjoy this, while anyone who wants some cheap laughs will also enjoy this; for it is designed to be both at one time. My humor mostly derives from Gmod animation videos...notably Doctor Lalve and kitty0760 (RIP). You can tell as most of the humor involves the use of stock sound effects executed at right times, the RED Demoman; and an unseen RED Spy at the very end. If you haven't watched any videos like that, I recommend you do watch 1 or 2 (Doctor Lalve is a good starting point), as that consists pretty much all of my jokes. Because of the length of time and effort put into this, this is my last one for the year. I won't resume any of this until after New Years; unless I need to fix something...but I don't think that is the case. However, after that time, I will then begin taking requests. I'll be drafting up rules around that time so keep an eye out on the Video or Art thread...still don't know where to place it. Enjoy!! Japanese credits: Doors: ろっし Pee effect by E教授: Samus: クラ(Td731) Trish: 結城 Toilet Hallway: ろーがん

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  20. View File Omoani FHD/UHD Upscales This is the semi-complete Omoani video collection upscaled to 1080p FHD (and for a few videos, 4k UHD) format. This was done using deep convolutional neural networks (specifically waifu2x) with some additional post-processing to remove banding and other artifacts. Most of the original clips, which were originally 640x480, have been scaled up 2.25x to 1440x1080. A few of the most recent (higher quality) releases which were originally 720p have also been scaled up 3x to 4k UHD for those with hardware powerful enough to handle it, and 1080p HD for everyone else. This is also a semi-preview of a new feature that will be coming to OmoOrg's gallery Soon™. Eventually, our gallery system will be able to automatically upscale lower resolution image uploads in the same manner, with minimal loss in quality! Submitter Kirito Submitted 03/09/2017 Category Anime / Animated Clips  
  21. Maki

    Omoani FHD/UHD Upscales

    Version

    3,787 downloads

    This is the semi-complete Omoani video collection upscaled to 1080p FHD (and for a few videos, 4k UHD) format. This was done using deep convolutional neural networks (specifically waifu2x) with some additional post-processing to remove banding and other artifacts. Most of the original clips, which were originally 640x480, have been scaled up 2.25x to 1440x1080. A few of the most recent (higher quality) releases which were originally 720p have also been scaled up 3x to 4k UHD for those with hardware powerful enough to handle it, and 1080p HD for everyone else. This is also a semi-preview of a new feature that will be coming to OmoOrg's gallery Soon™. Eventually, our gallery system will be able to automatically upscale lower resolution image uploads in the same manner, with minimal loss in quality!

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  22. no u

    female Panty wetting

    From the album: no u's pixel art

  23. Alexlightning7

    Amazing schoolgirl wetting

    Version wmv

    10,409 downloads

    this is the full version of what I consider to be the best schoolgirl wetting ever. many people may have seen the shorter version of this on places like wetting video, but trust me, they cut some good stuff. quite a good skirt wetting too, but ive seen some very good ones so its hard to say if this is better. enjoy and comment

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  24. Jailor Eckman

    female Page 13

    From the album: Off-Limits!

    Sorry for the short page, guys! I had an off week!
  25. rachelkirwan

    A Trail of Droplets

    A Trail of Droplets So many of you will know I’ve spent a while in academia, mostly as a grad student, and while I’m happy with my current job working for a non-profit helping people, every so often I hear the call of the ivory tower. Last Tuesday was one such time. I had the day off, and decided that rather than do housework or run errands, I’d head up to UBC (the University of British Columbia) and explore the beautiful campus a little and maybe check out the library. It was hot and lovely out, with flower petals blowing about in a classic west-coast petal storm, and I decided to wear a slightly above the knee length black pleated skirt, and because it was a little blustery out and this particular skirt is rather susceptible to exhibitionist-inducing wind gusts, I slipped a pair of tight black stretchy short shorts over top of a pair of day of the week panties (Tuesday of course). On top I had on a light lavender form fitting golf shirt, and a little black vest that is more a fashion accessory than anything else. Building on the ‘French’ look, I pulled on a cute black barrette. On my feet I had ankle-length white socks and typical black flats, comfortable for trudging about, as UBC campus is rather large. After a big and rather late breakfast which included toast, some fruit and a huge mug of green tea, I popped a big water bottle and some fruit bars into my purse, popped on some sunglasses, grabbed a book to read on the way there, and headed out into the world. Halfway along the short walk to the Skytrain I was glad I’d pulled on the ‘safety shorts’ as the blowing wind lifted and twisted the pleats of my skirt, flashing my shorts to passing motorists. The trip to UBC was uneventful, thought I did have to dash into a Starbucks when I transferred as the green tea has filled my bladder to a perilous degree. I was about a 8.5 when I finally got to the loo. After I arrived at UBC I walked around checking out the campus. I’ve been there before, but usually I’ve visited for a purpose – to pick up a book at the library, go to a lecture or sporting event, that sort of thing. This time I had all the time I could be more itinerant and exploratory. After some wanderings, I headed over to the SUB and grabbed a big lunch. I took the opportunity to empty my bladder and refill my water bottle which I’d drained. I also helped myself to a big bottle of green tea with lunch. After lunch I set myself the task of exploring the library. I just love libraries in general and could spend probably all day just wandering about, looking at books, displays, and people studying. I eventually found myself in the philosophy section and browsed the shelves for anything that jumped out. I found a couple interesting new arrivals and hauled them over to a study nook and skimmed them for a good couple of hours. I kind of lost myself in the process, and reveled in this. I used to be able to do this when I was in grad school. Just sit there and lose myself in a subject for hours and hours. I spent a couple of hours sitting from my water bottle and working my way through the books I’d collected and when I got up to go and peruse the shelf some more I noticed that my bladder was very full. A surprise 8 which I had not noticed as a result of my book stupor. I’d spent many an afternoon in the library whilst in University thinking naughty thoughts and occasionally engaging in some desperation and diaper fun. I wondered if I could hold it just a little longer and gather another collection of books. I reckoned I could and went back to the shelves. Urgent calls from my bladder detracted from browsing the shelves. I hopped about a little when looking for books on higher shelves, and surreptitiously holding myself. When I squatted down to look at lower shelves, I subtly sat on my heel. After about 15 minutes of fidgety searching I had gathered a small pile of books and returned to my study nook. I should note that the little study cubbies around me were full of students studying and working on various projects and papers, or doing stuff on their phones. I feel a little old thinking that too many of them were on their phones rather than studying. While reading I put in my headphones to blot out the sounds of keyboard tapping, coughing, and shifting about that is associated with these kinds of activities. While I attempted to keep my dancing and other visual signs of desperation as subtle as possible, but I could have been overtly holding myself, as most of the people around me were entirely absorbed in their own activities. Even when perusing the shelves, there were very few people around me at all. Back at my study nook, my bladder was at an insistent and uncomfortable 8.5 and I tightly crossed my legs while sitting and picking up the book on the top of the pile. Whereas earlier I had easily fallen into a book stupor, this time it was a little more difficult. My mind wandered, returning to my insistent bladder. I fidgeted and my chair squeaked, earning angry looks from a couple of the people around me. After less than 10 minutes I realized that I was going to have to visit a toilet. I marked my spot in the book I’d been trying to skim, and removed my vest leaving it on the chair to mark my seat (given the time of the year, it had been hard to find a free cubby and I didn’t want someone re-shelving my carefully selected books. I tucked in my chair and then, realizing that I could not be so cool and collected, I rushed over to the elevator. While I’d seen washrooms on this floor, I had it in my mind that I’d use one on a different floor, with the requisite naughty and subtly exhibitionistic desperate dash. I decided to go to one on the top floor, and crossed my legs tightly while waiting for the elevator to arrive. My hands, almost of their own accord, crept towards my crotch, and rather than avoid holding myself, I shifted my purse with my other hand so that it covered the front of skirt and obscured the fact that my hand was now wedged between my legs from the casual observer. I was being as subtle as I could, and the majority of people around me were oblivious, with their faces on their phones, books or otherwise distracted. There were a couple of other people around me waiting for the elevator, one young woman talking on her phone, and a couple of young men, one staring at his phone and the other staring at the young woman talking on her phone. The elevator seemed to be taking forever and I jiggled one foot desperately despite my legs being tightly twisted together. The doors finally opened and a press of people walked out breaking around me and scattering in every direction. I uncrossed my legs and removed my hand and taking small steps, scurried into the elevator. There were a couple of people in there already, and the button for my floor was already pressed. I glanced around, not taking time to register who else was in the elevator, and took up a position in the corner. My legs once again twisted together and my purse moved into place. I felt a gaze on me and looked up to see one of my elevator mates, the previously mentioned young man with the wandering eye. I smiled sheepishly and made a conscious effort to not hold myself, and instead gripped my purse in front of myself with both hands now, in a ‘that’s what I had meant to do all along’ kind of move. I was really desperate at this point, an insistent and almost painful 9, and in addition to double crossing my legs, I could not stop jiggling, just a little bit. I was only going a couple of floors, but I felt the gaze of the guy on me the whole way. I pretended to check my phone, and when I did, noticed him whisper something to his companion, who then looked up at me. I only noticed out of the corner of my eye but it still made me blush none the less. As we arrived on my floor, I shoved my phone into my purse and impatiently waited for the people in front of me to exit the elevator. My legs were once again uncrossed and I was dancing (subtly of course) on the spot, jockeying for position momentarily. I was almost the last out of the elevator and as soon as I existed, I turned to look for the loo. I started down the hall and could not see any obvious signs. I was about twenty strides down the hall when I felt my body, without warning, involuntarily release a small squirt of pee into my panties. I gasped. I stopped walking immediately, crossed my legs and bore down, stopping the flood before it did more than just soak the gusset of my underwear. I was largely alone now, with most of the people who had left the elevator having already dispersed, there was a couple behind me, who I noticed looking over my way when I had gasped. Regardless of their stares, I shoved my hand between my legs (only partially obscured by my purse). Looking over at them, I noticed that I had turned the wrong way, and that the washrooms had in fact been very close to the elevator, just in the opposite direction. Throwing dignity to the wind, I power walked as quickly as I could whilst bearing down and keeping my legs together, and headed towards the washroom. When I was about 10 yards away from the door, I pulled my hand away from my crotch, and broke into an all out sprint. The longer strides and lack of support were catastrophic. After my first step I felt a serious leak flood my underwear. Another accompanied my next step, and as I pushed the first door open, my bladder began to release completely, in a classic key-in-latch accident. I was peeing freely as I strode across the washroom to the most clearly available stall. I felt like my entire crotch was soaked and I could feel little rivulets of pee running down both legs. But most of all I could hear the faint sound of the drips I left on the ground. The tops of my socks also felt warm. The washroom was thankfully empty, from what I could tell in my haste. And I rocketed into the nearest stall and without locking the door or pulling down my safety shorts or panties, I sat myself down onto the toilet and let the remainder of my very full bladder drain into the toilet. Rather than the usual sound, it made a complicated drip, dripping sound as the pee filtered through my clothing. It continued for a good couple of minutes after I was empty, such was the shameful state of my under things. After the dripping had mostly subsided, I took stock of my situation. My skirt had mostly survived the bathroom accident unscathed, there was a faintly damp spot in the front where I had been pressing it into myself, and I padded this dry. Only then did I get up and lock the stall. I then shimmied off the wet shorts and panties, careful to avoid getting too much pee on my socks and shoes. These were so wet that I needed to wring them out into the toilet. Both were un-wearable, although in my experience, the shorts could be dried quickly with some patting with toilet paper and air drying. This was not my first wetting accident in these shorts – I used to wear them under my field hockey skirt and rare was the game when they wouldn’t get a little wet from a leak or sweat. I put these on top of the toilet paper dispenser and took stock of my shoes and socks. There were a couple of droplets on my shoes, which were easily wiped dry. The socks had avoided most of the accident. While there were very visible medium-sized wet spots around their inner tops, it seems as though most of my pee had been caught in my under things, had made it to the floor, or had got on my inner thighs. These I dried carefully with toilet paper. I padded my socks mostly dry, and rather than remove them (in a public washroom?) I rolled them down, concealing the wet spots, and keeping them off my skin. For those of you who know me, I do typically carry an emergency backup pair of panties in my purse, and today was no exception. I fished these out from their little baggie and slipped them on. Like the pair I had very recently soaked, these were light cotton, white with yellow trim (and a little worse for wear, I’ll need to sell these ones soon or toss them, I hadn’t noticed a rather large tear on them until this day, unless one of you perverts wants to buy them). I then attempted to stuff my wet panties and safety shorts into the baggie. It was intended for panties only and there wasn’t enough room for my shorts, so I folded these as carefully as I could, and tucked them into my purse. Clean up complete, I ventured out of the stall. Thankfully the washroom was still empty, which I thought was surprising. I had heard someone come in while I was undertaking my extensive cleanup, but I must have taken longer than I had thought. Walking over to the sink, I blushed a little when I noticed that there was a clearly visible trail of droplets leading from the door of the washroom to my stall, tracing the progress of my accident, very obviously. While I’d been a little too flustered with cleaning up from my accident to take a picture, I pulled out my phone and snapped a shot of my trail of droplets to commemorate this very unplanned and rather spectacular accident. I washed my hands, composed myself, and ventured back out to try and find my study nook, books and vest. This time, I took the stairs. The rest of my visit to UBC was uneventful, though the walk to the bus and home certainly resulted in a couple of passersby spotting my white panties, as the gusty wind continued. Hope you enjoyed my experience, as a heads up, all the panties in this story are available for sale! Just drop me a line. Best, Rach