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  1. He wouldn’t stop watching me! It had been one of those days, the end of the financial year and meeting after meeting to conclude projects and discuss new ones, reconfigure teams, printing spreadsheets and finalising contracts. Absolutely non stop, fuelled by endless tea and coffee, pizza delivered to the office to celebrate a new deal and everyone wanting me like never before. It wasn’t until I walked out the door rushing to catch my train home that I realised I hadn’t stopped once, even for the loo. I never use public toilets, especially those horrid tiny ones on trains. The journey home is about 40 minutes and I was sure I would just about manage it. Standing still heading up the escalator to the platform though I was very aware that my bladder was full, the waistband of my suit skirt feeling too tight and uncomfortable. Having had to stand still for those few minutes on the moving escalator I was so glad to be free onto the platform and move more. Usually, of course, I am as restrained as the next person and remain stoically frozen to the spot in silence waiting to board, but today I paced a little anxiously waiting to sit down and cross my legs and try to forget how badly I needed to wee. I never go all day at work without at least one toilet break. How I had managed it today is anyone’s guess! I was so grateful to get a seat, even if I was surrounded by men on every side of me, right beside me, opposite and diagonal. I crossed my legs tightly trying to think of anything but my bladder and looked out the window aimlessly. The minute or so before the doors closed felt so long and the tiny jolt of the train as we set off made my bladder spasm, so much so I had to quickly change position and recross my legs the other way. Maybe I needed to reconsider my opinion of train toilets? I looked around the carriage wondering where the toilet might even be thinking of wether to risk the possibility of losing my seat by trying to find it or just wait it out. In the end the embarrassment of trying to find a loo was too much and I quickly dismissed that idea and returned to looking out the window. Maybe I was imagining it but the man opposite seemed like he was watching me? I hoped not. He was rather nice looking and I bit my lip in embarrassment hoping he couldn’t tell how full my bladder was and how much I really needed to find a bathroom right then. By the time we’d reached the second stop I could feel my very full bladder bouncing around. It ached; a dull constant ache urging me to pee soon. I nursed it with my arm feeling it rock hard against me as my tightly crossed legs helped me keep my throbbing urethra closed and my tapping foot kept enough movement to remind my body it absolutely wasn’t the right time to pee right now. At least that man definitely wasn’t staring at me now as his eyes were on the floor for once. Hopefully he couldn’t see my flushed cheeks and lip biting. This journey just wasn’t going quick enough! I was bursting and couldn’t stop thinking just how much liquid I’d unknowingly consumed throughout the day. At least we were steadily making progress, though the pressure in my body was now constant and it was getting harder and harder to sit still. Crossing my legs wasn’t enough but there wasn’t enough room on the cramped seat to do anything else. I desperately wanted to press my crotch hard with my hand but that was simply impossible so I had to resign myself instead to rubbing the top of my thigh trying to deflect my senses from the throbbing want between my legs to my thigh instead. It wasn’t really working though and I was so tense my back was starting to ache now and my teeth were clenched. Finally the train stopped again and at long last the larger male beside me got off giving me freedom to move more. I immediately uncrossed my legs and wriggled trying to find a comfortable position but really struggling. I couldn’t recall ever having to go as badly! The man opposite was still there and it felt like he was eyeing me up though I didn’t risk looking properly for fear our eyes might meet. The train pulled away from the platform to yet another train tannoy reminding us that the train was a few minutes late and thanking us for our patience. If only they knew how much I was struggling to be patient right now! Then the most awful thing happened and the train suddenly stopped! I couldn’t stop myself from gasping quietly in horror. I couldn’t afford any further delays right now. I was barely hanging on as it was, my leg shaking because I was struggling so much as I wriggled yet again hoping the poor gent in front of me wasn’t aware of what was going on in my body right then. I I looked everywhere other than at him using every ounce of my concentration to hold onto my pee, my hand now patting my thigh constantly impatiently. I had to pee so badly! ‘Come on train move would you’, I thought. I suddenly jumped, as did the good looking man in front of me, as an internal door banged shut and I saw the ticket inspector coming through. Oh God no! My ticket was in my purse in my hand bag which was at my feet. I delayed getting it as long as possible knowing what bending forwards might do. I was right because as I bent forwards into my bag I felt that first dribble escape and I clamped my thighs together urgently knowing I was not going to last the rest of the journey anymore. As much as it pained me to do so I was going to have to swallow my pride and ask the ticket inspector where the toilet was.I seriously couldn’t hold it back any longer! I could feel my cheeks redden and my neck burning as I quietly asked, praying that Mr handsome opposite couldn’t hear. The inspector wasn’t quiet though and I hated that little smirk he had when informing me that the toilet was out of order and I’d have to use one at the station. He’d seen my ticket so he knew exactly where I’m going. Did he really think if I could wait that long I’d go to all the bother of asking? Damn! What was I to do now? Well wether that guy had heard or not I couldn’t help but wriggle more, fidgeting around anxiously, scissoring my legs in and out, bouncing my legs, anything to just help me hold. He must know? This was so humiliating and embarrassing but I didn’t know what else to do. All I wanted was to be able to relax, release, get off the bloody train and get to a ladies RIGHT NOW! I could have actually cried as each station came and went and I was internally thinking ‘I’m almost losing it. Any minute now I’m going to have an accident!’ I couldn’t sit still, sitting right back in the seat tensely then having to cross my legs, only to uncross them, nursing my aching bladder and bouncing around. He was still there and I was sure now that he’d been watching me. He just wouldn’t stop looking at my twisting legs, my bloated bladder, my shaking shoes, the hair I was twirling anxiously with my fingers. Was he disgusted and as embarrassed as I was Who knew? The next station was announced and I decided rather suddenly that enough was enough. If I sat there any longer I was going to flood the place right in front of the stranger and so I grabbed my bag despite this next station not actually being my destination and I struggled towards the double doors horrified to suddenly notice the man opposite me was now standing right beside me! Oh God this was SO embarrassing and I couldn’t even stand still! He was even more attractive now he was standing up too. I was very clearly doing an ‘I need to pee’ dance gasping and struggling so much when suddenly our eyes met and he asked gently if I was ok. I wanted to yell at him that I clearly was anything but ok but I mustered as much professionalism as possible and asked quietly if he happened to know if the station had a ladies I could use. It HAD to! I was hanging on by the skin of my teeth and he had to be able to see that? I couldn’t even stand still at all, the noise of the heels of my shoes echoing right through the carriage compartment. He very kindly directed me but just the thought of now being so near seemed to make it suddenly worse as I bent forward and asked if they were far away. Even if they were right outside the train door when it opened I was beginning to think I still wouldn’t make it now. I’d been holding on for so long now that my poor vagina was quivering and I was shaking in need. I stepped off the train beside the man as he offered to show me the way. I did try to follow him but his steps were bigger, his pace quicker, his legs longer and I could barely move for fear I was about to pee everywhere. I was never going to make it. I physically couldn’t get there quick enough! Then he turned and seemed to come back towards me as I was bent forwards on the platform alone with a hand on the front of my skirt holding my crotch as best I could. As he approached I heard his voice asking if it was bad. For fucks sake it couldn’t have been worse if I had tried! I was leaking for God’s sake! I nodded shyly not able to actually tell him. I watched his face as he looked around anxiously before suggesting casually that I could pee behind this huge advertisement board on the side of the platform. I have never peed outside…well not for many many years anyway…but this was a dire emergency and I had no other choice. I hobbled behind the board shouted at the stranger to keep watch for me. As I struggled to pull my skirt up and tights and knickers down he appeared to be watching me again before suddenly looking away as if ashamed or…was he hard? Surely not? Fuck I couldn’t think straight as I breathed in and out quickly as my body poured out urine thick and fast as it splashed between my legs making a huge puddle. I couldn’t stop even though it felt like I was hovering there for forever as my poor huge bladder emptied on and on. All I could think about now was that clear swelling I could see in his trousers. Finally the whooshing and whizzing eased to a few spurts that splashed cheekily and I shook and pulled up my underwear and tights using my hands to straighten my skirt down as I stepped over the running puddle I had just made and walked past the stranger keeping guard. I was so much more relaxed now as I commented walking past how I’d never been so bursting in all my life. He didn’t reply as he walked behind me trying to catch up. I smiled back asking if there were buses to Oakdale from the main road noticing he was very flushed looking but had a huge smile he couldn’t hide. He nodded back and then briskly headed towards the car park as I saw a bus approaching and ran to catch it. It wasn’t far on the bus to home and as I stared out the window I couldn’t stop thinking about the stranger on the train who didn’t stop watching me the whole train journey as I squirmed and fidgeted right in front of him. He was so kind and helpful and understanding and extremely good looking. I was sure I had seen him in the same carriage as me before too. How I’d really love to see him again soon. A girl can dream right?
  2. From the album: My Furry Omo Artwork!

    Cantine gets her bladder mistaken for a baby bump, don't think she'll be able to contain herself much longer if that anonymous hand keeps moving the firm bulge around~
  3. Part 1/? (No wetting in part 1. There will be wetting in future parts) Amity crossed her legs. She finally got her date to the human world with her girlfriend Luz. Well, it wasn't really a date yet, they were on a roadtrip to Washington DC being chauffeured by Luz's mom Camila. But Camila promised that they would have plenty of alone time to explore DC after they're checked in at their hotel there. Camila was so nice. She gave Luz so much freedom, something that Amity envied about Luz. She would've been happy if her own mother gave her even half as much freedom as Camila did. They were 90 minutes in on a 6.5 hour drive from Gravefield to DC and Amity needed to pee. But Amity didn't dare say anything, after all, she was a Blight, and Blights don't interrupt people for small, selfish things like needing to use the washroom. Amity remembers that one evening when she was 8 years old, her parents invited the most wealthiest and influential business people in Bonesborough over for a dinner. Edric, Emira, and herself were expected to be on their best behaviour: Exhibit table manners, Don't speak unless spoken to, and no interruptions, which included potty breaks. Luckily, Amity used the bathroom before dinner that night, but Edric was not so lucky. She remembers seeing her poor brother squirming the entire night and pretending like nothing was wrong whenever someone asked him. By the end of the night, Edric's pants were soaked, so he had to stay at the dinner table to hide it until everyone else had left. Afterwards, Emira and Amity helped Edric hide the incident from their parents, so he avoided the worst of any humiliation or punishment that would have happened. But it still must've been a miserable, cold, and soggy night for him. Emira and Amity still occasionally tease Edric about that night. At least it was better than the alternative, the wrath of their parents, being grounded for weeks and additional potty training punishments if Edric ended up leaving the dinner table for the washroom that night. The three siblings learned a lesson that night: all of that could've been avoided if Edric just used the washroom before dinner that night. Yet, Amity forgot to use the washroom before leaving for this long roadtrip. In fact, the last time she peed was 23:00 last night before she went to bed. "Amity, wake up! We're going to DC today!!!", Luz excitedly exclaimed, at the absurd hour of 7:30. "5 more minutes", Amity replied. She was not a morning person, but it was hard for her to stay mad at the happy and adorably cheerful girl who also happened to be her girlfriend. "I have a kiss waiting for you if you wake up right now", Luz offered. Amity's eyes shot open immediately. Luz kissed her on the cheek. "There's my lovely awesome girlfriend. Come on, let's eat and get ready for the roadtrip", Luz said. Amity blushed, she loved it whenever Luz showed affection for her and she's been looking forward to this roadtrip all week. She even got principle Bump to forge some school field trip papers to show to her parents so that they would let her leave the house for a week. Bump resented Odalia for abusing her power in the PTA and causing changes to the school that Bump thought were regressive and hurt a majority of students. So he was more than happy to help Amity go behind her mother's back. "Here's your breakfast sweetie", Luz said as Amity sat down at the Noceda's dining table. It was scrambled eggs with 3 pieces bacon, made in the shape of a smiley face, because of course Luz would make that. Amity smiled, this day was already going better than how she imagined it would. Suddenly, Luz shoved a glass of orange liquid in front of Amity's face. "This is my favourite drink, try it", Luz said. Amity took a sip, it was sweet and citrusy. "Mmm, this is the best drink I've ever had! I want more!", Amity exclaimed. "Of course, I'll give you refills when you finish the glass", replied Luz. "Make sure to fill your stomachs, we're gonna be on the road for a long time", stated Camila. Amity enjoyed the breakfast, despite eating gourmet foods her entire life, Luz's cooking was the best thing she's ever tasted. Maybe it was because she knew Luz put a lot of hard work and love into the meal she was eating. Amity blushed slightly at the thought, her girlfriend was very thoughtful. She hoped that Luz enjoyed that fairy pie she baked for her a few months ago. She ended up drinking 3 glasses of orange juice before they went on the roadtrip. And that was a big mistake. Amity had to pee pretty badly now, and her bladder was quickly filling up from all the orange juice she had earlier today. She's been crossing and uncrossing her legs for the past 10 minutes now. Suddenly, the car hit a road bump and Amity had to grab her crotch to prevent any leaking. Amity decided to keep her legs crossed from now on. "Hey Ami, are you alright?" "Yeah I'm fine, just got caught off guard by that bump is all" Luz assumed that Amity wasn't used to long road trips and offered something to distract her. "I have an idea, let's play I Spy" "What's that?" "It's a game where you look at something you want to describe, then you say 'I spy with my little eye' and then describe the object to try and get the other person to guess what you're looking at" "Sure, let's play", Amity responded. She needed something to distract her from the growing discomfort of her bladder. "Ok, I'll start.", Luz said. "I spy with my little eye, something that is white and fluffy" "Clouds?", asked Amity "Yes! See, you're great at this game. Now it's your turn" Amity looked around and saw some peculiar human objects. "I spy with my little eye, some tall, thin silver towers made of triangles connected by string with birds perched on top." Amity didn't actually know what she was looking at, luckily Luz picked up on her confusion. "Ah, those are power lines. That's how we get electricity to power our lights and machines" "Oh, so is that how humans get their 'magic'?" "Yes, electricity is quite magical!" A wave of desperation hit Amity, she had to tighten her crossed legs and squirm a little. "Ok my turn", Luz said, oblivious to Amity's circumstance. "I spy with my little eye, an adorable purple haired witch with beautiful golden eyes that stole my heart." Amity's face turned red, "LUZ!", Amity uttered in embarrassment. Luz laughed, "It's true though, I love you Ami", Luz said as she grabbed Amity's hand. "I love you too Luz", Amity said as she held Luz's hand. "I spy with my little eye, a gorgeously cute human who happens to be my awesome girlfriend. Now it was Luz's turn to have a very red face. "Aw Amity", and she reached over to hug her. "Oh I have another", Luz said, "I spy with my little eye a large rush of water, falling into a big hole. Shhhhhhhhh", Luz said, imitating the sound of a waterfall. This description made Amity squirm a lot. She had to grab her crotch again to prevent leaking. She knew what Luz was describing though, "That waterfall over there?", Amity replied weakly. "Yep! Such an amazing force of nature. There's no stopping that huge movement of water." Amity let out a small moan. She was desperate to pee now. Her legs were tightly crossed, and she could feel a bulge above her crotch, which she was holding very tightly now. At this point, Amity thought about saying something, but didn't know what to say, especially since she still felt like she had no right to say anything. She closed her eyes, and concentrated on holding. A/N: This is my first time writing fanfiction of any kind. Feedback is appreciated.
  4. This is a narrative of me reading a true experience I had in my early twenties when I worked as a children’s party hostess in a very busy soft play centre. I have posted the story before but this is me reading it for those who might enjoy hearing my voice. New Recording.m4a
  5. I was always that child who would wait until the very last minute to run to the loo. I was always that teenager too shy to ask the teacher if I could go and sitting though classes crossed legged or wriggling. Then when I started working I was always that dedicated employee who would only use the bathroom on scheduled breaks and sit at my desk wriggling hoping no-one noticed. But then I became self employed and had easy access to a bathroom and had children and got out of the habit of holding….that was until I began writing omo stories for this site… Now instead of going whenever I feel the need if I am writing a story for here I don’t want to interrupt the flow of my inspiration by moving so I hold and hold and hold. By the time the stories are finished I have sweating palms, legs that can’t stay still for a moment, my entire body is tense, I’m struggling to concentrate, I’m biting my lips and getting anxious and my muscles at so clenched tight I’m scared to even move from my seat! And I love it! It helps me identify with the characters, really empathise with their plight and imagine how they are feeling….it also turns me on something crazy! So if you ever read any of my stories I just wanted to let you know that it’s not just the characters who really need to go…
  6. Katelyn sucked and sucked on her large cola. It was a hot day at the baseball stadium, and they stopped at s McDonald’s on the way since they’d be waiting outside a while before it opened. They have free hats to first fifty people in, sadly, she didn’t get one. While her friends Timmy and Ashley did. She wore a purple hoodie which opened at the zipper and had a black t shirt underneath. Sneakers, dark blue jeans that weren’t too tight, but not very lose either. Her hair wrapped in a dark ponytail, and the slurping Noise of liquids splashing against ice in her cup sounded off. “Here’s your cola Kate,” Said Tommy as they left the snack stand. “Thank you dude!” She said. She started in her second large cola from the stadium, and was halfway done by the time they got to their seats and sat. Meanwhile inside her body, the colas mixed together as they traveled through her stomach. As it filtered through her organs it became a dark yellow with some heavy weight to it. That substance pushed through the bottom of her system and poured and poured like a waterfall into her bladder which expanded and quickly pushed against her insides. Her jeans tight at the waist digging into it. As they sat, Kate had her feet up and along with a large pulse of discomfort, a growl was heard from her abdomen. “Oh!” Kate Said. “What’s wrong?” Her friends asked in unison. “I have to go to the bathroom,” she said in a strained voice feeling the urgency pulse inside. “The games about to start!” Said Ashley. “Hello? Two large colas.” With that she got up but her friend pulled her back down. “Hey!” “Just stay for the pledge,” Ashley said. “Then you can go take care of your business.” “Ah yeah no,” Kate got up again but was pulled back down. Her bladder throbbed hard like a rock that banged her insides and she flinched as she grabbed herself briefly to hold it in. “Will you fucking stop?” “Just wait!” Said Ashley. “Just let her go,” Tommy said. “Girls can’t hold it as long as men.” They both rolled their eyes. Kate said, “I can...erg...I can hold it.” She struggle to say through much discomfort in her abdomen. “I just hate feeling like this.” “Eh just chill,” Tommy Said slurping on his drink. The sound of slurping through the straw made Kate want to release more and she looked worried and started to shake. She pushed one leg in, one leg out, and then repeated as it felt an eternity went by. She kept moving in her seat to avoid discomfort but it was too much. She moved up and down on her crotch and started to sweat more. Finally the pledge happened, and she struggled to stand with a heavy bladder weighing her down. Oh why oh why did she have to drink so much?! As if it couldn’t get worse, the sprinklers on the field went off and it took everything in Kate to hold still and avoid an embarrassing potty dance. The pulses has become constant and painful so fast, each one worse than the last. She felt like her body was literally overfilling and ready to spill. 10 agonizing minutes passed Even running didn’t help keep her muscles busy. The massive pressure fighting to burst out made her run as she was pushed to pee. Her legs staying tight together up to crotch and her knees inwards a little. She started to sweat as her bladder became a hot, boiling sensation they caused much discomfort and even hurt a little. “Gotta go gotta go gotta!” She stuttered. She rushed towards the bathroom but paused right away at the sign in the floor that blocked her much needed path to relief. CLOSED FOR CLEANING Kate bounced foot to foot quickly, turning red from embarrassment. “Ah I gotta get to a bathroom or I’m gonna be closed for cleaning!” She raced in and the janitor right away held his hand up telling no. She bounced. “Ok...but...mmm” she struggled to say through a moan of desperation. “Where’s the other bathroom I gotta go!” Seeing all the toilets in clear view made her want to run for it but she was too nervous. However seeing them all made her more desperate to the point she pushed her crotch against the corner of the wall trying to add pressure and keep the floor at bay. “Other side of the stadium sweetheart.” He said. Kate ran with much urgency, her arms tight to her sides with fists as her abdomen pulsed one after the other aggressively making strong efforts for release. A lady walked into the women’s room as she was about twenty feet from it. “Oh salvation,” she said. She burst through the door and pushed at a stall door but it was locked and occupied. She went down the line of all six stalls and each occupied. Kate stood in front of them annoyed and horrified and anxious in much pain. She noticed her tummy was slightly visible, and she pushed her legs together and squirmed in place side to side totally and insanely desperate to the point of feeling bloated and sick. Her arms outwards in fists as her teeth grinded. She moaned, “eeeeee....ahhhh....mmmm....ah....ooooooooooh.” As each toilet remained occupied. Each passing second felt like a bloody eternity to the poor girl. Huge, painful bladder pulses echoed hard through her abdomen and out her back as well, each so strong they almost caused a release of her floodgates to open. She had to hold on! She pushed her legs together as tight as possible, standing on her top toes that were turned inwards. She was in so much agony she thought she go to the bathroom in her pants any second. “Oh...why did I have to drinks I much damn soda?!” She said bouncing and then back to squirming with closed legs. “I REALLY hope I don’t have to wait much longer.” 20 minutes later.... Her legs were tightly crossed as she wrapped her arms around herself feeling herself moments from losing control. Sweating while having a massive panic attack so bad she barely breathed. “Oh come on come on come on!!!” To be continued
  7. Squeezing hard, sitting upright Biting your lower lip Whatever it takes you’ll just have to wait Don’t let out a single drip Don’t dare ask to be excused! Straighten your back, lean forward a little Don’t let it consume you too much No-one must know, you can’t let it show Your thighs are the most you can touch Don't dare ask to be excused! Cross your ankles, wriggle a little Nod and remain polite It’s hours since you’ve gone, time’s dragging on But no-one must know of your plight Don’t dare ask to be excused! Change position, cross your legs Curl your toes in your shoes Talk when you’re able, tap on the table Drink the water they want you to use But don’t dare ask to be excused! Rubbing your thighs, bouncing your leg Desperately tapping your knee Starting to sweat, is your underwear wet? You’re clearly bursting to pee Don’t dare ask to be excused Movements quicken, answers shorten The minutes seem to be slowing The pressure immense, the throbbing intense Urgency seems to be growing You’re longing to be excused! Heart thumping, stare at the door ‘Any questions?’ they’re saying Resolves getting weak, now struggling to speak ‘Just let me go’ you’re now praying But you can’t be excused just yet! Fidgeting badly, can’t sit still So desperate it’s hard not to shiver Gripping the chair, no time to spare You’re private parts starting to quiver Don’t dare ask to be excused! Drawing a breath, quietly moan The pressure’s even stronger Have to grip, you felt a drip You can’t stay any longer! You need to be excused now! Standing up, face bright red “I’m sorry I have to go” Rush out the door, bladder so sore Colleagues all watching the show You dared to be excused! Run to the bathroom, push open the door At last you’ve got to the loo! Openly dancing, marching and prancing Why is there always a queue? You should have asked to be excused! Breathing quickly, squeezing tightly “Please hurry! I’m bursting to wee!” Toilet flushing, push past rushing Getting your clothes off to pee You just had to be excused! Freely breathing, happily moaning The urine gushing so fast Hormones are blazing but this feels amazing Getting relief at long last! So thankful to be excused! by mbgpeelover
  8. From the album: My Furry Omo Artwork!

    Looks like Cantine is having trouble containing hours worth of diuretic drinks... And I don't think squishing her overfilled bladder like that to be able to reach her crotch is helping much either!
  9. From the album: My Furry Omo Artwork!

    As Lockets gift, they promise to be good and contain every drop until New Years! They may need some encouragement though... That bladder of theirs seems to be filling up as fast as a water balloon on a tap!
  10. Hiya! Soooo... here goes nothing I suppose. This is the first video I ever recorded (just now to be exact) I do have to admit I have a bit of a shy bladder, but I *really* had to go, really badly Did have a lot of trouble finding out how to edit it, but in the end I managed to figure it out! (since a friend of mine recommended to me to add a watermark) Anyhow! Here you go, hope you all enjoy! test.mp4 Since for some reason the video doesn't seem to work for me (could also just be a issue with my browser or something). I decided to also upload it to ThisVid. So if it doesn't work for other people, here's an alternative link! And the aftermath of me recording and editing the video (if you can even call it editing, as I'm really bad at it and new to it) test.mp4
  11. Feelitflow

    lollipop omo 4

    From the album: bfdi omorashi stuff

    starting to lose it
  12. Feelitflow

    lollipop omo 3

    From the album: bfdi omorashi stuff

    getting squirmy
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  14. View File House wife wets herself doing the dishes Doing the dishes always makes me need to pee!! Submitter melikai Submitted 10/17/2021 Category Female  
  15. ***NOTE: Hey guys, so I write a lot of female desperation fiction, and most are based on events I saw. But I have also seen Hot male ones. Being a bisexual guy, here’s a story about a guy. Enjoy!*** Pablo was a handsome-looking guy. Just turned 20, and was chilling with his friend on a hot-as-hell summer day. Pablo was tall, and his long legs were muscular on the calf’s, covered with blonde hairs. He had breezy black shorts on, and a red t-shirt. He had forgotten to use the bathroom before him and his friend John left the house. Pablo was thin, but had lots of muscle. After being out for an hour, he felt discomfort in his lower belly. His bladder ached. “Ergg,” Pablo mumbled. “What was that?” John asked. “N-nothing.” Pablo regained his composure. He was not desperate, he could wait. Just a little discomfort. Pablo did not know his friend was a huge omorashi fan. So much a fan that he could tell just from that mumble what was wrong. “Let’s pull over,” John said. They got off their bikes, and walked to the bleachers on the park’s baseball field. Pablo knew there were bathrooms in the park. Nowhere he could go on a tree, it was very public, but he was fine. . . probably. They got on the top of the bleachers. Pablo sat one above of John, and had his legs out on the bleacher seat John was on. Pablo had blue flip flops on, and John stared at those muscular legs. The blonde hair ran all around and up past the knees and under the short. John could see a little under Pablo’s shorts. Pablo’s legs were shaking in and out towards the center of his crotch. John knew the urgency was growing. “So,” John said. “I had a hard exam this week. It was a gut buster. Like the pressure was literally hitting me in the guy, expanding out, bloating.” Pablo flinched. He felt a spike higher of discomfort in his bladder. “And,” John continued, “the professor was raining criticism’s around the whole class. John noticed Pablo’s legs shaking faster. Every now and again they were shut tight together and squeeze in on his crotch. “Just raining, and raining, and raining like watery water all over class in drops of criticisms. Did not even want any of us getting up to use the B-A-T-H-R-OOOO-M!” Pablo almost lost a drop in his boxers. He was starting to get desperate now. “Um…John . . ..” To Pablo’s torture and John’s delight, the park sprinklers went on. They came out of the ground and started to spark drops of water fast everywhere. Some even went and hit John and Pablo. Pablo’s legs crossed and tightened on his crotch. He felt his bladder pulsing against his lower belly, through his urethra. “Look at all that water,” John said. “Just lots of water. Gallons and gallons expanding through the hose and-.” John looked and saw Pablo’s sexy legs crossed and shaking. His feet flapped on the flip flops. Pablo’s teeth chattered. “You okay?” John asked his friend, with an evil grin. “I-,”Pablo started. In clear discomfort. “I gotta go to the bathroom. Can we go?” “Sure,” John said. A bit disappointed it was over. They made it to the park’s bathroom area. A picnic ground with a cabin split into two bathrooms; boys and girls. Pablo froze at the sight of horror: the doors on the bathrooms were closed. John went up to them and pulled on the knobs. Both locked, tight. “Sorry dude, they’re closed I guess.” Pablo’s legs shook towards the center while he was on his bike. His mind could not let go of the want to pee, he was DESPERATE now! John read a sign on the wall. “Park Bathrooms Closed due to Town budget gaps.” “Eeeer,” Pablo started to mumble. “Ccan, wwwee go back home? I gotta piss man.” They went home. Once at John’s house, Pablo got off his bike and ran to the door. John took time to get his key out. Pablo bounced in place at the door with his arms around his torso. “Open the door man!” Pablo said. “I can’t hold it much longer.” “Seriously dude?” “I didn’t even go this morning when I woke up.” “It’s 3 pm dude.” “Exactly! I’ve had like two cans of soda, a orange juice, and a water bottle on the way to the park. I really, REALLY gotta go. Come on, please!” John put the key in, but his hormones ran his mind. He pretended to struggle with the key. “Not working.” Pablo’s eye widened. He tried to grab the keys from John, but John pulled away. “I’m not gonna make it across town to my house!” John asked, “We can stop at a public business or something.” Pablo shook his head. He suffered from very shy bladder, and was very germophobic. He could not use a public bathroom. The park was different. It was the one public bathroom Pablo used since he was a kid. He was used to it. Pablo’s leg kicked back as he grabbed his gut. “Well let’s try a window,” John said. Pablo was about to go, but John grabbed him. He held his friend in a dance pose, and put their crotches at each other. Pablo was use to John’s gay-tendencies as a joke. He didn’t know these intentions right now. Feeling Pablo’s bloated belly and crotch on his, John pretended to dance. He pulled up Pablo’s leg and swung him down. “Dude!” Pablo screamed. He jumped off and grabbed his crotch. “I almost lost it.” Pablo’s legs wobbled. He kept feeling like it would come out. Pablo felt his wiener enlarged and taking on loads and gallons of pressure. He felt his eyes filling with water. “Hey guys!” It was Christy and Jennie. Two girls from school. John was dating Christy and Pablo had a huge crush on Jennie. “What’s up?” Pablo tried to regain himself. He could not lose it in front of the girls. NO! HE placed his arms around his torso and had a leg out and foot tapping. Gggotta pee! “Not much,” John said. Kind of locked out of our house. John was so turned on by his friend’s noticeable squirming. “Hey Pablo,” Jennie said. Pablo smiled, but could barely regain himself. The pee was pushing more and more towards the exit of his body, into his pants. He tried to squeeze his legs together against his crotch. “Pablo are you ok-.” Pablo lost it. Too much pee, too weak crotch muscles. It blew out of his private and against his boxers. Leaking down his hairy legs and on the sidewalk. They ALL noticed. Pablo tried to regain his composure but could not. He shook from embarrassment. “Oh nasty Pablo!” screamed Jennie. She and Christy covered their mouths and walked away. Pablo turned red, and John let his pee release as well in an orgasmic frenzy. The end.
  16. Annie was a beautiful and relaxed college girl. Skinny, but muscle as well. That day she wore a white sweatshirt that was unzipped, VERY short shorts that were tight and made of black latex (like you see on tights in the gym). She had flip flips on, and wavy dark hair. As she got out of her car after a tiresome day at school and working in the college lunch area she felt more then ready to use the bathroom. Her bladder was almost full. But enough to weigh down discomfort on her. Annie's face twitched and frowned as she walked to her front door of her family's house. She had forgotten to use the bathroom this morning before she left. She did not wake up uncomfortable, so it was not on her mind. It had been hours since she started to feel it, and the bathroom at her college where she exited was out of order. The others were too far to walk to. After a ride home of bumps on the road which shook her bladder and sloshed the pee inside she was like, "Got to get it, get to the toilet, pull down these shorts and pee, pee, pee!" She walked into the house. Annie dropped her bag on the floor and walked around the corner to the house's smallest of three bathrooms. It was just a sink and toilet. She went grabbed the handle and her face hit the door as she tried to push it open. Locked! She knocked and her from her mother that she was in there. Annie let out a breath of annoyance and went upstairs. She grabbed the door handle and it would not move. She banged the door hard, feeling the intensity in her bladder which pounded with heat against the inside of her stomach. "Hello? Almost done?" Her sister replied, "No!" Annie ran downstairs, each step feeling like a punch in the gut. She said, "Oh, o, eeee." She was was at the fixed up basement/living room. She saw the bathroom door closed and knocked. Her father replied his diareeha acted up. She walked backwards holding her face in disappointment and fell over the couch, her sexy exposed legs from the tight short shorts going up in the air and out from each other. Annie sat on the couch waiting. Her arms crossed on her torso and rubbing herself. Her legs were wobbling towards and away from each other. Every now and again they would stop and would start shaking in place up and down. Her father was still in the bathroom. It had been ten minutes. The pressure of pee pain built up higher in her stomach. She got up and almost tipped from the weight of her bladder. She ran upstairs and to the first bathroom, the smallest one. She wrestled with the handle. "Hey can you wait?" her mother yelled. "Come on Mom!" Annie screamed. "All three of you are using these bathrooms still? I'm going to pee my pants!" "You better not missy! Our rugs are new." "So are these new short shorts, but my bladder can't take much mooooore." She bent over a bit and held her stomach. Then she placed her hands on her knees. "Go try the upstairs one. I think your sister left.." Annie ran upstairs. The joy of finally having relief made her bladder get a signal to let it out. She had to hurry or lose control. She hit the door. What was her sister doing in there? Annie banged hard. "Lizzie! Please, I'm gonna pee my pants!" Lizzie said, "Um...sorry Annie. But I....um...." Annie could not take it anymore. She was dancing around in circles. She kicked at the door and it flung opened. Lizzie was standing over the toilet and shoving papers down it. "Annie, I'm so sorry. These are my term papers from college, I failed each one , Mom cannot see them!" Annie said, "Why can't you just toss them out at a public trash can!" Lizzie said, "Because screw you that's why!" As she flushed the toilet, the sound caused a feeling of eruption in Annie. "EEEEEEEEEE!" One bare leg started to cross the other. The toilet started to overfill and water poured out of the top, splashing the floor beneath. Annie's mouth dropped opened and she bounced in place. "Ooooohhhhh god!" Annie said. She breathed heavy. "Goodnish-gracosus-ehagso." she mumbled. She ran out and downstairs. She felt a couple drops escape and quickly crossed her legs and held still. She got home desperate to pee and that was almost an hour ago. Her bladder wanted to nearly give up an hour ago, what was she going to do? "ooooo, eeeeee, ahhhhh, eeeeeee!" She ran outside to her neighbor's house that she knew. She knocked on the door. Mr. Stallson came out. "Annie! What can I do for you?" He seemed nervous. His shirt which was usually tucked it was hanging out. "I am so sorry for bothering you Mr. Stallson," Annie said as her legs wobbled. "I really have to go to the bathroom and we're having issues at homes. If I can-." She tried running in but he stopped her and pushed her away. "I'm-I'm sorry but I can't now. I'm busy." Annie's arms crossed against her stomach and held tight. Her foot with a flip flop started to tap the ground hard. "B-but-." "Whose that?" said a blonde lady who was NOT Mrs. Stallson hugging him. She was in her undies. "Mr. Stallson!" Annie said. "A-are you?" He slammed the door and Annie ran off. She ran as fast as she could in flip flops and reached her friend Mary's house. She ran up the porch and knocked on the door. She mumbled under her breath, "Cm......open upppppp!" Her legs hopped in the air back and forth. She felt the pee was going to burst out any second. She had to hold on. She knocked again. She saw the sprinklers in the neighbors yard come out of the ground and started to spray everywhere. Annie's bladder vibrated inside of her. The pee smacking against the walls like waves of a storm. "AHHHHHHHHH! COME ON!" People were walking up and down the street. She was not going to make it anywhere else. Annie was going to pee her panties and ruin her new short shorts. Mary answered the door. "Um, hey Annie, you okay?" Annie shook her head fast and bit her bottom lip. One legs kicked back as she hopped. "Ma-M-Marry. I-I-I n-need to use your bathroom. Please. NOW!" Mary's older brother Ronnie stood not far. He heard it as well. Being an omorashi fan, this would not be good for Annie. Mary let her in. There was one bathroom in the house. Annie ran up and fought to get in. OCCUPIED! Ronnie was inside and looking at his web cam. A camera was on the hutch outside the bathroom and showed Annie on his screen in torment. She banged on the door hard. Both hands on it as she bounced in place. "Let me in! My bladder is going to explode! These short were $200 and will be ruined!" Ronnie was so turned on. He was not doing anything now but watching. He was saving the thoughts for tonight. Annie felt her stomach expanding and expanding further. She felt so much pressure she was in pain. Ronnie opened the door. Annie said, "Oh thank g-." He stopped her and grabbed one hand, placed another on her waist, and said, "Let's dance!" He hit the radio to some Spanish dance music. He held Annie close and their crotches touched. Her expanded bladder which was sensitive now against his. They danced back and forth and Mary laughed. They were dancing like in preschool again. Annie's eyes filled with tears as she was dealing with the sloshing liquids in her. She could not take it anymore. Ronnie dropped her back and held on, pulling her sexy bare leg up to his side. At that moment, Annie felt turned on a lot as well. She stole her sister's credit card to buy the shorts anyways. "Screw it," she said. Ronnie was cute anyways. Might as well make an orgasm out of this. She let it go. She lifted her leg as far she she could and gave Ronnie a sexy smile and winked. The pee rushed out of her in a wave of intense streams. At first it burned but then it was relief. She felt her stomach deflating. The pee drizzled down her legs and dampened her whole crotch, and Ronnie's. Her feet and flip flops were soaked. In a peaceful tone, "ahhhhh, nice." Her panties were destroyed. Then she and Ronnie kissed in the puddle around them. The end. **no bladders or underwear were harmed in the making of this story**
  17. I think it's Spanish but could be wrong. The girl with black hair in the dress who holds her belly looks like she's desperate. Can you translate what she says at: 0:35, 0:40-0:47, 1:11-1:22, what she and the blonde say at 1:25, 1:40, 2:12-2:25.
  18. As in the title, I was sitting working at my desk, getting slowly more and more desperate to wee....feeling the urge building slowly over time, growing from a tingling to a strong and desperate prickling urge. At various points I took little videos and photos of it.....I hope they all work, uploading from an iPhone. There is a video of the end, but it’s peeing, not wetting so not sure how popular it would be here....? E06892CB-DB1B-4AF2-BB1F-FA6EF34C70FB.MOV 43EFCB7C-8E37-428B-A5D1-F7DF968AB714.MOV 42890FAD-DF98-42D9-9074-93E4A7CD2C2A.MOV 28014925-4D01-4B52-AD5B-EC62AC60CEC0.MOV
  19. Hey everyone!!! I would like to start off by saying thank you all for the support throughout the last few stories I wrote, It really means a lot! I am very excited to write more about my experiences and share them all with you. Tonight I decided to do a little challenge that I wrote up for my girlfriend, but I thought I might as well try it out too. I basically have to make it through an entire movie without wetting myself but also complete a series of challenges throughout. Here is the complete challenge. "This challenge consists of you watching a movie while you are desperate, however you must change the position you are in at the specified times. You must be fully clothed, and your pants must have a tight or semi-tight waistband. 1.Start off the challenge by getting to the point where you only kind of need to pee 2.Pick a movie of your choice (must be at least 1 hr 45 min long) i. If it is longer, then you may use the remainder of the movie as a break. 3.Drink 6-8 oz every 15 minutes 4.There are going to be 4 positions that you must be in while watching the movie. You have to stay in each one for 15 min and you will get a 15 min break in between each one so set your timer!!! You must complete the positions in this order i.Your computer must be on your legs with your arms crossed on top of your bladder so they press down. ii. Put your computer on your bladder. Press down on your bladder every 5 minutes iii. Lay on your stomach while on a hard surface. You have to rock your hips so that your bladder presses into the ground iv. Sit with you computer in between your legs. You can hold yourself every other minute (one minute on and one minute off) 5. Like I said before you do get 15 minute breaks in between each position. You may choose any position you like as long as you are comfortable. That being said, there are rules to the breaks. i.You can cross your legs for 7.5 minutes, the other 7.5 they must not be crossed ii.You can hold yourself for 7.5 minutes, the other 7.5 you cannot. iii. If the movie is longer than 1 hr 45 min then you are allowed to do everything you can to hold on. 6. If you make it all the way to the end of the movie there is one more thing you have to do. i.You must go into your bathroom and sit (fully clothed) on the toilet for 5 minutes. ii.After completing this, you are free to take off everything but your underwear to relieve yourself." I have already had a bit to drink tonight and already feel like I have to go a bit. I honestly have no clue how hard this is going to be, but I will not give up easily. I know some of you already know what I look like, but I am around 6 feet tall, tan, not necessarily skinny or a big guy, I have brown hair, and green eyes. I decided to wear some blue joggers with a tight elastic waistband as well as some light grey boxers underneath. For the movie, I decided to watch Incredibles 2. I have loved the Incredibles since I was a child, and I am so hyped to get to finally watch the second one. I won't really be able to type while I am going the challenge, but I will do my absolute best to cover everything that happens! Alright everyone, with all of that settled, here we go!!! Alright so at the very beginning I had to pee, but not too bad. The first challenge wasn't too hard. Having my arms crossed over my relatively not full bladder was actually pretty comfortable. I actually got to sit and enjoy the movie! Being in this specific situation all I could do was anticipate the ocean of pee that was about to be inside of me. I thought I would be able to make it no problem. Boy was I wrong!!! I got through about 20 minutes and 16 oz of water with absolutely no problem. I was doing just fine. Boom! All of that water that I had just started racing through me and all of the sudden I jumped from about a 4/10 to a 7/10. All of my muscles were tensing up and it became extremely hard to move without any difficulty. I was watching the movie on my bed and even trying to sit up was becoming a problem for me. I was not going to give up until the challenge was over though. I knew that I could make it, and I was absolutely determined to make it all of the way through the entire movie with no problems. I eventually got the the second challenge, and I put my computer right on top of my bladder so that it was digging into me ad I was watching the movie. The waistband on my joggers was not helping at all. It was already digging into me, and I was squirming the entire time trying to find the absolute best position so that I was comfortable. It wasn't going to happen though. I was going to have to sit there, just trying to make it through the next 15 minutes. I began squirming and trying to rock back and forth, but I quickly realized that by rocking it would make my computer press further into my bladder. I kept getting small pings at the bottom of my bladder telling me that I should use the restroom, but I wasn't going to. I wasn't going just give up within the first hour. I just couldn't do that. Ace is stronger than that. Once my break came I quickly downed my next 8 oz of water so that I could focus only on trying to keep myself together. I was crossing my legs and trying my best not to hold myself so I would be able to later during the break. My breathing began to get deep and heavy. All I could focus on was trying to find the most comfortable position I could be in for my breaks so that I might be able to take some of the pressure off of my bladder. My waistband wouldn't allow it though. If I laid down then the skin around my bladder would stretch and put pressure all over and make me whimper. If I sat up then my joggers would just dig right into me and make my need even worse. I pressed down onto my bladder just to see how full it actually was. As I pressed I realized that despite how bad I needed to go already, my bladder was not even hard yet. I was able to easily press into it. Even though it caused me to leak and whimper, It gave me hope for the rest of the challenge. I still had a lot of room to spare. I couldn't bring my hopes up too far though. I still had about 1 hr 15 min left in the movie which meant about 40 more oz to drink. I had only had 24 at the time so by the end of the challenge I would have nearly tripled the amount I already had flowing through me. I heard my timer go off and I immediately downed another 8 oz of water, got into the third position and set my new timer. I was laying down on my floor with my computer out in front of me. Because of the particular way I was positioned I had to be up on my elbows the entire time. This stretched out the skin around my lower abdomen which put even more pressure down onto me. On top of that I had to lay on my stomach on my floor. I was right on top of my bladder. While it wasn't all to bad at first, I was still squirming, breathing heavily, and whimpering. I felt a dribble of pee try to force its way out of my bladder, but I was able to stop the flow before anything happened. It wasn't until I felt all of the water I had just chugged make its way into my bladder that I began to panic. i was only about six minutes into this position and I felt my bladder begin to harden like a rock. I swear I felt my bladder begin to push me off of the ground the more it grew. I began to wince in pain as I got more and more full. I started rocking side to side on my bladder as the instructions specified. It felt like I was rolling on top of one of those exercise balls. I would get to the center of my bladder and just fall over to one side because of how full and round it was. I had managed pretty well keeping my pee inside of me until this point. Every time I was move to one direction I felt my bladder slowly push pee out of itself and into my grey boxers. I was on the floor, on my stomach, I could grab myself or cross my legs without putting even more pressure on my already full bladder. I just had to endure. I kept leaking though. I just couldn't stop it from coming out. I made about a tennis ball sized wet spot on my floor, and an even bigger patch on my pants. I was so happy to finally be able to get up after the fifteen minutes were over. I could barely stand laying on the floor anymore when I heard my timer fire off. Out of pure reflex I shot up from the floor. Let me tell you, that was a very bad decision. The quick motion, and the jolt of my body caused my bladder to spasm and I let out a huge spurt of pee. I immediately crossed my legs and grabbed myself. That's when I remembered that I had to drink more water. I cursed myself for attempting this challenge, but I was not going to let it get the best of me. I am no quitter, and I was for sure going to make it all the way through. Either that or wet myself, which at the time didn't seem like such a far fetched thought. I grabbed my bottle and drank the next 8 oz of water, and immediately regretted it as it instantly started making its way into my already overfilled bladder. I was grabbing myself and and crossing my legs completely disregarding the amount of time on the clock. This was a very bad decision, by the time that 8 minutes passed I had completely used up the allotted tie for me to hold myself and cross my legs. "Why did I do that?!?!?!?!?!?!" I thought to myself as I prepared myself for the next few minutes of agony just waiting for the time to pass. I was leaking uncontrollably. Just feeling the warmth trickle down my legs made everything so much worse. My whole body was shaking and I wasn't sure if I would be able to make it much longer. I had to though. I was so freaking close to my goal. I had about 30 more minutes left in the movie, and I was already a wet mess. I watched the clock count down to zero as my next challenged approached me. I was dreading it. I couldn't spread open my legs! I would wet myself. I had to push through though. My heart sank as I heard my timer go off. How could I possibly have more to drink? Even at this point I felt like I would burst and let it all go if someone poked my bladder. I didn't have any more room!!! I just had to put my body on auto pilot and let myself drink the next 8 oz. Hearing the water splash around in my bottle made a huge spurt come out of me and soak my already wet joggers even more. Nevertheless, I had to complete this next challenge. I set my timer for fifteen minutes and placed my computer between my legs. As I did this I felt all of my muscles tense up and lock. I couldn't move. If I did I would wet myself. All I could do was hold myself every other minute, but that wouldn't be enough. I had a tsunami of pee just waiting at the floodgates ready to come out. I couldn't hold it much longer. It took all of my will power to not completely soak myself while I was not holding. I wasn't able to stop leaking, but I was able to keep just enough control so that I didn't full on wet myself and soak all of my clothes and my floor. I started to feel my kidneys working against me again. I felt them trying their hardest to force all of the water I just had into my bursting bladder. I was shaking, and I couldn't focus on the movie anymore. All I could do was watch the clock in order to make sure I was able to use each minute to my advantage. When I could hold myself I put all of my effort into trying to gain control of my body. When I couldn't hold myself all I could think was "Do not wet yourself! YOU CAN MAKE IT! Please don't let go now! You only have twenty minutes left! Come on!!!!". I could feel my boxers sticking to me, and the warm and wet sensation on my legs was making it near impossible to hold it all in. As soon as my timer rang, my legs shot together like bullets. I lurched forward and both of my hands shot straight to my crotch. I was too full. I only had about 15 more minutes in the challenge though. I could make it. I wasn't going to give up this close to the end. I couldn't do that. It would be humiliating and I knew that if I tried my hardest I would be able to make it. I stood up and started pacing round my room. Back and forth between walls. I was waiting in anticipation for the movie to end so I could finish the rest of the challenge. I was bursting, I couldn't hold it anymore. Every single step was another leak. It made no difference though. My bladder was too full to know the difference after the leaks. The back of my joggers had a huge wet spot where I had been sitting for the last position. I couldn't walk in a straight line. I couldn't focus on anything other than holding everything in. That's when I heard the last timer go off. I started to leave my room. I made sure to grab a measuring tool, on my way down to the bathroom because a few people have asked how much I can actually hold. After this, I immediately grabbed my phone and hobbled down he stairs. I left a trail of pee behind me as I slowly made my way to the bathroom. I had one more challenge to complete and I wasn't sure I could do it. I lifted up the lid to my toilet and immediately after seeing the water in there began to loose control. I fell to my knees and grabbed myself. I couldn't loose it all right here. I was so close. "Come on Ace!!!" I chanted in my head trying to regain all control so I could finish out the rest of this hellish challenge. After another minute I was able to get onto my feet and sit myself down on the toilet. I set down my measuring tool and immediately set a timer for the last 5 minutes of the challenge. I was whimpering. My bladder was throbbing and my muscles were fatigued. I had about 3 minutes left and I had my eyes glued on my timer. Ever second felt like an eternity. I was trying my best not to think about the sweet relief of letting go, but I couldn't stop myself. That was all I could think about. I was so freaking close to the end!!! One more minute on the clock. I was shaking all over and gripping myself as hard as I possibly could. My bladder was screaming at me for relief. I couldn't hold anymore. I was bursting. I couldn't stop leaking. I couldn't hold it anymore. I had ten seconds left, and those last ten seconds were spent plugging myself so I couldn't let anything out. RING RING RING!!!! My timer went off, and as if they were in sync so did my pants. I did my best to pee into my measuring too. It felt almost orgasmic. I was getting worried though. I still had to go really bad, and I was filling up this cup fast. Sure it was able to hold 4 cups (960 ml), but I wasn't sure it was going to be big enough. I didn't even think about having to stop mid stream so that I could accurately measure. I was getting close to the top of my cup and I had to think fast. I settled on plugging myself up again which was painful and made the next few seconds of dumping out what was in the cup into the toilet feel like forever. Immediately after I dumped it out my bladder began pushing all of the pee out of me once more. It was finally after about one minute of peeing that I completely stopped. I had reached about 5.2 cups (1248) ml. I felt so extremely relieved at that point. My bladder was just thanking me for the sweet relief that I just got and I was ready to head to bed. My entire body was exhausted after that long hold, and it was also a lot of fun. I really hope that you all enjoy my story! I am trying really hard to post a story at least once ever couple days to that you all have fresh new content. I have said it before, but I will say it again, thank you all for the support and love that you have given me throughout the past few days. Please let me know if there is anything that I can do in order to make my stories better!!! But anyways, Goodnight everyone! I will be posting another story tomorrow.
  20. **note: this was loosely inspired by life with Louie the kiss is the thing episode except this is with a hot female Sarah was a thick blonde girl. Not really fat, but enough on the bone to have a nice shaped ass and hips in those tight blue jeans. Her hair flowed down just above her shoulders. She was about to clock out of work. She wore a tight blue t-shirt and was so exhausted after this long day. In her twenties and working to pay for school, she stayed an extra hour today, came back from lunch early, and didn’t even get a last break. She was a nice girl. Her bosses appreciated this. As she tightened her belt a little she felt pressure in her abdomen. Nothing agonizing, but it was a noticeable discomfort. She hadn’t peed since the start of her lunch and drank down a bottle of water during lunch and drank the last half of her friends. Plus as she walked back after to her post she drank from the fountain. “I should make a quick bathroom break,” she said as she walked out. Standing right there at the bathroom, she looked inside and all stalls empty and to herself. She wanted to wash her hands first since they were covered with food dust. She started to walk out of the bathroom, but then remembered she had to take a leak. But she looked at her watch and noticed she was running late. She bit her lip in a nervous face and knee shook a little as her toes were on their tips. Her bladder ached, but she’d figure she could wait. “Ah I don’t want to be late.” With that, Sarah left the bathroom with her bladder still with a good amount of pee in it. The drive to her sisters high school was not comfortable. The road had many bumps that sent pulse after pulse to make her more aware of her bladder which continued to fill with the rest of the digested liquids she had today. Her legs squeezed together while she stopped at a light. Her fingers drummed on the steering wheel. “Come on, come on, come on.” She said a little nervous. Her foot tapped on the floor as an eternity went by and she could finally get going again. She finally reached the high school and pulled in to park. Her admirable thick white girl ass shook back and forth as she walked into the school in her new black and white sneakers that cost almost a whole paycheck. The tighter jeans she wore were her favorite. Barely noticeable, but if one looked at the right side of the waist just under the belt, the lead singer and guitarist of her favorite band autographed it. Her new white panties were her favorite underwear with pink around the openings for the waist and legs and a rose on the front crotch. Her jeans looked painted on they were so damn tight, but she knew she looked good. As she walked down the hallway of the school towards the auditorium where the play was, she forget about her need for the bathroom after she got out of the car. She saw her mother and her jackass boyfriend Jeff. She sat in her seat, and a high school senior who was 18 named Alan could not help but notice Sarah’s hot ass body. “Hey, you made it!” Her mother said. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Sarah said. “I took a leak before,” Jeff said. “These bathrooms are never cleaned.” He said angrily. Bathroom...Sarah’s eyes widened as a familiar need hit hard all at once with a vengeance! She was reminded because of what Jeff said, and her bladder felt bloated and rock hard. She held her abdomen and it felt like a large rock in her hand, pushing out of her stomach. “Oh...boy,” Sarah moaned. One leg kicked up a little as her knees crossed and foot shook. Then crossed hard all the way up to the crotch. Her legs were crossed as tight as a knot. One of her hands pushed deep into her crotch as a huge pulse pushed out her center and sides. She bit her lip in pain and said, “oh man!” “What?” Her mother asked. “I gotta use the restroom so bad.” Sarah moaned. Her filled bladder was pushed against by her tight jeans that it almost felt like it was cutting in. “Excuse me-“ But as she got up, her moms boyfriend pulled her back down to her seat as the stage lit up. “Oh no. If I gotta suffer through this so do you.” Jeff said. “Wha...what?! Mom?” She looked to her mother for support. “Shh. The plays starting sweetie. Just go during intermission.” Sarah’s has dropped and pupils dilated in disbelief. She had to go so bad. She hadn’t gone for five hours and that was after drinking a lot. Both her hands pushed into her crotch as she squirmed in her seat and her legs crossed again. She squirmed and said, “I haven’t gone for like five hours since lunch. I gotta go Mom please!” Her mom waved her away. “Sarah just hold it. You’ll be fine.” “Yeah,” said Jeff with a grin. “Just don’t think about rain, or waterfalls, or...” and be started making a dripping noise. Then he shook the bottle of water he had. Her mom didn’t notice him torturing her, and she didn’t seem to notice or care how what he did made Sarah’s bladder pulse even harder so bad it hurt. She squirmed in her seat and grinded her teeth as she shut her eyes and turned her head away from Jeff. The water splashing in the bottle made her body want to release even more, her bladder became heavier. “Oh...stop...pl...please.” Sarah begged. “Then shut up and watch this shit.” “Quiet you two,” her mom said. Sarah turned to the play as she sat with her family in the middle of the row. She wouldn’t be able to run past everyone fast enough to escape Jeff’s grasp. She had no choice. Poor, poor Sarah bounced in her seat. Her stomach hurt so bad it ALMOST felt like she needed a number two as well. Almost. This need to pee was insane. As the play started, Sarah was horrified to see a boiling pot on stage as part of the set. “Oh....man...” she moaned while holding herself pushing in hard and bouncing in her seat. This was hell for her...but Alan, the creepy boy who sat at the end of the row and found her attractive was in Heaven. “So hot,” he said shaking his head, feeling his boner grow so hard he actually saw it in his jeans. Sarah on the other hand was holding on for dear life, pushing the ocean that hit with waves of rage against her pee hole to burst out. Her lips quivered as she squealed. Such a quiet nice girl did not deserve this. To make matters worse, Jeff gulped down his water, making huge gulping nosies they had a slight water splash sound in the back. She grunted, “Ah...ah....ah!” In complete agony as her bladder sent off large pulses every few seconds, and any feeling between was extreme discomfort. She brought her knees up to her chest and pulled her legs in, still shaking. As she felt her urge becoming too great to control much longer, feeling warm pee digging from the inside to flow out in force, she panicked! Sarah shook not just from physically agony but of much anxiety making chest clench and breathing become heavy. If she let out even a little pee, people could see it, and the whole town would know here. She couldn’t have an accident! But it was just becoming far too hard to hold in. “We’ll break for a brief intermission,” as the curtains closed the teacher said. “About...t...t-time,” she struggled to say. She slowly got up, legs still tight, but Alan who was in the row stood up and pretended to tie his shoe. Sarah was the only one getting up. She had a tough time getting by rude people who were annoyed with her squirming on by. “Excuse me,” she said and blushed, embarrassed by the whole situation, but a major accident in her pants would be even worse. It took her a couple minutes to get to the end, and that’s where Alan blocked her with his back turned. She shoved her hands deep in her pockets as the intense pressure echoed throughout her being. Her legs together tight and she was about to bounce a little but stopped herself. “Um...excuse me, um,” he was younger than she was, so she didn’t really know how to address him. He turned around. “Oh hey! Sorry about that. Names Alan. Was my fathers name too. Good guy...” Sarah tuned out the rest as sweat formed on her forehead. She wanted to bounce like crazy so bad. Why wouldn’t this guy move? She didn’t want to be rude. But then she saw something else. Alan’s huge boner. He was an adult like her even if she was a little older. Seeing such a big penis erected so hard was hot to her. But the last thing someone with a full bladder needed was her hormones going off as they were. Like any horny woman she started to become moist in her girlhood. Mama needed some sugar in her bowl. “And now on to the final act!” They called from the stage. “What the-“ Sarah said stunned, Jeff pulled her down to her seat after, with such force her bladder was rocked hit hard and she sucked her lips in and hands into her crotch pushing back the powerful fury of Poseidon that wanted to break out of her girlhood. “This...this cant be real!” Because to make matters worse, on stage as they performed, a fountain poured loudly, and Sarah wrapped her arms around herself as she shook uncontrollably feeling like she might literally explode any second. She cried, ALMOST with tears. “Why...why...why is this happening to me!?” The flowing fountain was too much for poor Sarah. How her body so badly wanted and needed to pour like that, and it fought against her to do just that. Sarah was covered in sweat as her anxiety hit extreme heights of panic and the massive bulging pain only worsened. “Will this fucking play end already!?” “My kiss shall awaken thee fair maiden.” Said the actor in stage. “Kid is so gonna choke,” Jeff said laughing. As Jeff shook his water back and forth and the fountain on stage sounded like they were going off louder, Sarah looked up and was horrified to see the sprinklers outside had gone off and were dripping down the window. “AAAAAAHHHHHHHHA!” Sarah yelped in agonizing pain feeling like her bladder was literally about to split in half as her jeans dig into her ready to make her pop. She pushed as far as she could into her crotch, legs crossed and over behind the calf’s where her ankles then crossed. She was about to explode and flood the auditorium when everyone got up clapping. The play was over, and the actors bowed. Alan saw Sarah struggling to stand, and he was not about to miss out on this. He ran out and headed into the halls. “Sarah where are you going?” Her mom asked. “M...m-mom...please. I g-gotta go. I’m sorry. It I have to go so bad, I can’t wait any longer, I’m gonna burst.” Then came tears. Actual tears as she shook. Very emotional. She folded her hands in a prayer. “Please I need to go now. Please...please.” “Alright alright go.” Her mom said. Sarah dodger past everyone and that’s when she stopped as a spurt almost came out. She stopped frozen in terror and pain as she held her legs together. She bent over with her strong sexy ass sticking out from the tight jeans and ran up the stairs holding herself. “Gain way I’m gonna blow!” She made it into the halls..... To be continued
  21. The lodger When I was at university my parents had a house guest come to live for a while. He was a friend of my dad’s brother who lived in London. The guy was in his late thirties, he had scoliosis and he was a London taxi driver! He hated London and wanted to try start a fresh life in Scotland and my parents wanted to give him a chance to earn money so he could then rent a house. He worked a lot but when around he seemed pretty friendly, relaxed and funny. One Friday I was home as I had no lectures that day so I had come home for a long weekend. By now only my younger brother still lived at home full time though my sister came home at weekends too. Phil (the lodger) was happy to help everyone out, especially as my parents had no car, so this morning he had given my brother a lift to school while I was still in bed. The first I heard was when he came back into the house about 9:15 and I heard him chap on the bathroom door. We only had one bathroom and it was clearly in use. Next thing I knew Phil chapped my own bedroom door and after a quick ‘come in’ he walked in quickly and without even bothering with the fact I was still in bed he asked me if I knew who was in the bathroom. I had no idea but guessed it could be my mum who often had a bath after we all left for school. Phil walked over to my window, opened my curtains a bit as if wanting to look out then turned and looked at me. I could see he seemed a bit sweaty, agitated and he had his legs crossed. He obviously wanted to use the bathroom but I wasn’t sure if he needed to empty his bladder or bowels or both. He moaned and said he had to piss pretty bad and could he wait in my room as he didn’t want anyone else to see. I sat up in bed and assured him that was fine and suggested he close the door as the bathroom was next door and he would hear when my mum (or whoever was in) would be out. I told him I had just woken up and needed to pee myself so I too hoped the loo would be free soon. Phil looked back out of my window having heard this and proceeded to bounce on the back of his feet. He then put one leg behind him and rocked back and forth. He was essentially pee dancing in my room right in front of me openly really needing a pee (as was I by now) and I was mesmerised by him. He wasn’t shy in any way and as he had quite significant scoliosis I was aware that he had an oxygen machine for through the night. As both my sister and I were home for the weekend he was sleeping in the lounge. He started telling me how he had woken up with such a dry mouth from the oxygen mask that he made himself a coffee. As he was about to go do his first morning piss he found my sister in the shower so he had to wait. He then had a second coffee which my mum made him with some toast. He has still not had a pee yet. He was about to go when my dad asked if he would drive my brother to school since he was running late. He figured it was a five minute drive there and five minutes back so he would hold and pee the minute he got back and the morning bathroom rush was over. As he has said all this he continued jigging around looking out the window, now with one hand also in his pocket. Watching him and hearing all this was arousing me so badly. Combined with my own growing need to empty my own bladder it felt like my whole body was on fire. It’s one of the only times I can actually recall being so horny I was dying to masterbate in front of someone! Of course I couldn’t but my breasts were so tingly and tender and my nipples erect and hard. My vaginal lips had swollen and parted and my urethra was thumping against my cotton knickers. I only had a cotton nighty on and I was acutely aware of how my hard nipples were obvious through the nighty, though Phil seemed far too engrossed in his own battle to notice. I still had my duvet on so I slipped my hand under the duvet, under my night clothes and gave myself a rub through my knickers. That sent waves right through me of intense need and desire. I was actually more bursting to wee than I had realised! I quickly threw the duvet off my legs, swung them round to the side of the bed and crossed my legs tight. Phil was now pacing my room. ‘Fuck sake I need a piss!’ He was muttering. ‘Me too!’ I said. He came and sat on my bed beside me, undid the belt on his jeans and his fly and used his hand to hold his penis through this boxers. I could see he was anything but flaccid down there as he rocked back and forth moaning. ‘I’d nip to the supermarket if I thought I could wait. But fuck I’d piss myself before I got there. How much longer can she bath for? I really need to go!’ ‘Me too’ was all I could muster as the sight of him in that state was causing mucus to seep into my knickers which made my need to pee 100 times worse. With my legs scissoring in and out revealing my light pink cotton knickers on show and one hand stroking myself I wondered how both of us would manage to walk to the loo when whoever was in finally left. Still holding his penis through his boxers, with his jeans fly open and his belt undone Phil stood and walked back over to the window again. The garden was over looked on both sides but here he was now asking if I thought he could piss in our garden because he HAD to go. I said my mum surely had to be out soon and he ran the risk of being seen. He moaned loudly and he was starting to get very stressed and angry now. ‘For god’s sake this is fucking crazy! How bloody long does it take for a fucking bath? I fucking need to piss.’ He was jumping about like a little kid, stroking himself in a last ditch effort to keep his bladder from bursting. ‘Have you got a jug Mary? A bucket? Anything? Mmmmmmm, ahhhhhhh, grrrrrrrr, I’m gonna fucking piss myself any second.’ Except I couldn’t get him anything. I couldn’t move. If I stood up I would flood my floor without a doubt. My pants were noticeably wet now and so full of mucus. It was oozing out of my open pussy as I shook with such an intensity of urgent need to piss and being on the verge of an orgasm. And right at that very moment we both heard the bathroom door unlock, the door open and someone walk to a neighbouring bedroom. With his jeans held up with one hand and the other grasping at his penis through his damp boxers Phil ran to that bathroom with me right behind him one hand now inside my knickers with two fingers inside myself holding back my flow. Phil had no hands left to close the door so without him realising I ran in right behind him and while he slide his dripping half erect member out the leg hole of his boxers and let rip a hugely long, satisfying and loud pee I had jumped into the bath, closed the shower curtain, removed my wet pants and I crouched down and pissed in the bath a long, orgasmic and wonderfully relieving pee myself. As Phil moaned I had to hold back my own moans as I wasn’t sure he knew where I was. If he did he never said as after he had finished pissing, he pulled his jeans up, fastened his belt, flushed, washed his hands and left. Meanwhile I finished my pee, brought myself to climax then had a shower. Neither of us spoke about that morning ever again.
  22. Tonight I decided to have a long hold as it'd been a fair while since my last. I was steadily drinking coffee and water whilst watching old re-runs of Frasier, all the while feeling my bladder quickly filling until after a couple of hours I was pretty much bursting to pee. I began to fidget around quite uncomfortably as my desperation increased and I had to keep holding myself in an attempt to stop myself from spurting out. It didn't take too long before despite my best efforts I had a couple of second spurts of pee into my right boxer shorts and faded jeans. With a sizeable wet spot on the front of my crotch I decided to pause Frasier and get up to walk around. Bad mistake, as soon as I stood up a massive tidal wave of desperation hit me and I knew I was close to wetting myself. I jogged on the spot, squirming and unable to keep still whilst grabbing my cock constantly but ultimately to no avail as the warm pee started to gush into my snug boxer shorts and down my legs. I sighed with relief as I could no longer hold back the flood. I peed for about a minute and a half completely soaking myself and making a large pissy puddle on the floor. I snapped these pics of my drenched jeans then sat down in the wet river of my own making and enjoyed the feeling of piss all over my legs, crotch and bum. I’ve never been so relieved and so turned on by a desperation and wetting session!
  23. Hello all, I posted my latest video in the Wetting Experiences forum but I think it belongs here as well.
  24. 100% FICTION!!! I was in high school, and horny as hell. My parents hosted a get together with my aunt and uncle, and their daughter, my cousin, Allison came over as well. Allison was my older cousin by a few years, and she brought a few of her friends. Joey, a cute football player. Then there was Barry, a lacrosse captain, very built as well. Then Allison’s friend, Sally. Sally was gorgeous. She was tall, with long blonde hair, sexy glasses, and long legs that fit tight in the very tight tan pants she wore. Sally had a dark t-shirt on and sneakers, and as she walked by me I saw her amazing butt wrapped tight and shaped like a big heart that beat back and forth as she walked. “Hey!” Sally said, giving me a hug after my cousin did. My hormones started to rage. I fantasized about her in an omorashi experience. It would be great to see her desperate. I could hardly take my eyes off her at lunch with everyone. She had a glass of wine, drank a bottle of water, and then refilled it in the fridge and drank that down. Seeing her slurp on the water, her throat pulsing as water flooded down into her throat, down to her belly, and warming into yellow, bladder-filling…wait! Sally started to get more quiet I noticed. I looked under the table quick and saw her hands pressed against her lower belly. Then, her legs shook for a second. My heart leaped. Sally got up from the table, and out of instinct I did too and walked away fast. I went through the dining room door, took a right, across the living room, and down the hall to the one bathroom in our house. I stepped in, and looked down the hall, waiting. Sally was walking this way. I started to close the door slowly, and as she got closer, SHUT! I locked it, and heard her sigh outside from the discomfort of her bladder and without access to the toilet. I looked under the door, and from the little bit I saw, her foot was tapping. My heart raced and I was drooling. I had to prolong it. So I carefully opened the bathroom window to the outside. I leaped through (it’s on the first floor) and shut it as much as I could from outside. I went back in and watched from the corner down the hall. Sally stood at the bathroom door. Waiting. Her foot was tapping faster, and her arms crossed her chest. Her sexy long legs in those tight tan pants drove me nuts. Her legs started to shake. She knocked on the door and of course no one answered. She knocked. “Hello?” she asked in an annoyed tone. She bit her bottom lip as the pressure I could tell had started on a path reached a level of desperation that would destroy her panties if she let it loose. She turned around, her back and butt facing me, and crossed one leg in front of the other. I was going nuts. She knocked again. “Hello? Are you gonna be long?” Poor girl. She had no idea that there was no hope. She could have been in that bathroom then and there unfilling her bladder, but I could not walk away from this. Then, I heard footsteps come down the hall. Our neighbors had come over for lunch as well. Their college-aged daughter Jennie, a tall, tan girl with brown hair and a nice, fair shape that was just enough to grab to fulfill any sexual desires. Jennie’s white shirt with a black top over it was accompanied by tight gray pants that ran down her tall legs and over her high heels. I heard those heels clap on the floor as she strolled over towards the bathroom which had Sally outside, waiting. “Occupied?” Jennie questioned, with a face clear from the mood expressed of discomfort. As Sally nodded in reply, Jennie’s legs tightened, and her hands dug into her pockets. “Aw man!” Jennie moaned in a strained, low voice that sent a high voltage of shivers down my spine which tingled my whole body. She said, “My dad even told me to use the bathroom before I came here, but I didn’t listen. Damn, I have to get in there already!” “I’m feeling your pain,” Sally replied. “Trust me.” Her legs crossed and tightened. “I’m desperate myself.” Ten minutes passed. A pond of drool flowed below my body as my mouth dripped more into it. I used my shirt to wipe it quick. My hormones had scorched to that of a flare, but this flare-like burning was welcomed. I was aroused. Poor Sally and Jennie were dancing outside of the locked bathroom. Sally had tried to open the door, but it was locked. I had to run around the house and screamed through the window I had come through earlier, “Sorry! Be out in a minute!” Outside I heard, “Ooooooooooohhhhhhh!” from both of the desperate girls for the queue. By the time I had gotten back around to the hall corner, a THIRD queue victim was in line. My stepsister, Abbie, who had just gotten home from a long day at work went to her room and changed out of her skirt and white business meeting-style top and into her sweats: a black t-shirt with a colored picture of a rock band she liked, and red gym-style pants that covered her legs down to her bare feet that were tan just like her face. SHE was third in line. “Are you freaking kidding me?!” Abbie said in an annoyed, uncomfortable tone. Her face expressed worry with a frown and squinted eyes. She brushed back her short, blonde hair as she crossed her arms on her chest and her legs squirmed back and forth while the rest of her bounced. “I didn’t even get a chance to pee at work before I left cause they were cleaning the bathrooms. My bladder is dying.” Sally was slouched over with her legs crossed tight like an X on buried treasure, and her butt cheeks shook back and forth. Her upper body went up and down at the beat of the other movements she made. Jennie had one legs kicked back as she balanced on one foot, her body bounced up and down. The three of them were dancing from desperation as if their lives depended on it. “Come on!” said another girl who entered the line. My step sister’s friend Lily. She wore a tight pink top and black short shorts that almost showed the bottom of her butt cheeks which squeezed together and ached. She formed fists as he legs turned inwards and shook. “I’m seriously about to piss myself, I’ve had like three water bottles.” She started to bounce in place. They were about to pee their pants, and I had gone nuts. Obviously ignoring my stepsister, but still, as I hid in the corner of the hall, the four girls moaned for the relief that only a toilet could give them. They had no idea they had no hope as I had the bathroom locked and they were left to squirm. “Oh no, oh no!” Sally screeched. I saw tears started to form in her eyes. The ache of desperation formed as water that dripped from her eyes, and that feeling made her situation worse. “I…I…can’t wait much longer!” I decided it was time to end this. I ran to the other side of the house, and reached up to go through the window. Just as I reached SLAM! The window shut. I tried, but could not get it back up. The girls…were doomed. TO BE CONTINUED…..
  25. So I did a hold the other night in my drag queen clothes like I usually do. I kept drinking water till my pee was completely diluted, and then downed 3 beers. My bladder filled fast and got very desperate. With being drunk I couldn't tell how badly I needed to go until it started coming out. I managed to make it to the shower and record it. For anyone who wanted to see a drag queen wetting him/herself here it is. My movements and noises wasn't as good as I wanted it to be cause I was kinda shy i guess, and drunk lol. Sorry about my hairy arms too, wanna shave them off. https://vimeo.com/228847809 password: girlyguypee
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