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  1. Dimwitrolo

    female Beth goes Swimming

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Beth refuses to pee in the pool. Obviously Scarlett doesn't - except this time. Which is why Beth has ended up like this. I've also changed Beth's design slightly. Don't tell anyone.
  2. JetStreamPhoto

    TGIF wetting

    Yes, TGIF! Had a little window of time when the sun came out after the clouds and storms of 2-3PM so I took a seat on the patio and let the sun soak my skin a little. It wasn't too long before my bladder increased from the 2 beers I drank (plus all the hydration earlier during the work day). Then, I decided I should capture some video. So I shot 3 snippets of video as I let the pee flow through my little blue/yellow swim trunks. Hope you like it! (ONE) VID_20190712_180030.mp4 (TWO) VID_20190712_180113.mp4 (THREE) VID_20190712_181105.mp4
  3. Jailor Eckman

    female Request 018

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Here is the request I did for @AkenoSama, featuring their OC!

    © AkenoSama (Character & Concept)

  4. Super awesome

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    From the album: Swimsuit Wetting

  5. Super awesome

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    From the album: Swimsuit Wetting

  6. Super awesome

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    From the album: Swimsuit Wetting

  7. Super awesome

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    From the album: Swimsuit Wetting

  8. Super awesome

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    From the album: Swimsuit Wetting

  9. Super awesome

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    © I do not own this

  10. Super awesome

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    © I do not own this

  11. Super awesome

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    © I do not own this

  12. Super awesome

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    © I do not own this

  13. Super awesome

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    © I do not own this

  14. So i got an abdl style swimsuit off of the site Littleforbig (highly recommend) and i really love the pattern, i have always been really self conscious about my body in one pieces but i finally found one that makes me feel cute and sexy so, i decided to share what it looks like
  15. Dimwitrolo

    female Phoebe at the Beach

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    No toilets on the beach - where else can she go?
  16. Vena Sera

    Summer Desire

    Version 1.0.0

    846 downloads

    A CG set by artist mani, purchased from this site. Written from a first-person perspective of a girl named Ami, who needs to pee during a swimming class. The set includes a situation where she wets herself overground, and another where she pees through her school swimsuit underwater. The set is zipped with a version including text (only in Japanese) and another with the text omitted (under "文章無し").

    Free

  17. Kenny P.

    GRSYO-14

    Version 1.0.0

    604 downloads

    Zeus (G-History) - Sequel Heisei Omorashi Story 14 (SYO-14) “Behind the scenes” included.

    Free

  18. Vena Sera

    The Pool Trip

    Summers are rough. Extremely hot and humid, it was no wonder both my younger sister and I had managed to shotgun another jug of iced barley tea. To make things worse, the AC broke, leaving us defenseless against the elements. We agreed that normal clothes were too much for the relentless heat, and so we lazed around in our swimsuits for the entire day. I lazily lifted my head from the table and stared at my sister, who lay dead on the sofa. An oversized t-shirt draped itself over her slender and short frame, drooping past her hips. Its collar, way too large, was falling down one shoulder, allowing the strap of the purple-coloured one-piece swimsuit that she wore underneath to peek out. It was brand-new, ones that my mother had bought for us at the start of the blistering season. Speaking of "us", the one I wore was also fresh out of the box. Mom disapproved of bikinis, so she got me a one-piece as well; competition-style, no less. It was dyed a vibrant firetruck red, its hue so bright and loud you could almost hear it. Upon wearing it on, I was surprised at how skintight the swimsuit felt against my torso. It was supposedly the right size - and an adult size, even! - but despite that, and the fact that puberty had been pretty bad to me, it somehow still managed to feel skintight. As body-hugging as it was, it surprisingly wasn't uncomfortable; in fact, it was quite the opposite - I spent the entire day having it wrap around my body without feeling the slightest bit itchy or cramped. I also noticed that its tight fit helped tuck what little bits of fat I had into place, granting myself a bit of a figure (yay). She suddenly shot up, declared that it was way too hot to continue staying indoors, and that it was time to head for the pool. She hopped off from the sofa, calling at me to get up and get ready. I initially refused to go, unwilling to move in this dense heat. All of a sudden, however, I found myself almost literally being dragged back into my room, and the next thing I knew, I was already out the door, a t-shirt and skirt hastily draped over my frame and carrying a tote bag holding our belongings, goggles and swim cap on my shoulder. I guess we weren't staying indoors. My sister happily trotted along in front me. She hadn't changed from her getup at all, wearing the exact same clothes she had on before. She wasn't wearing any pants, though it wasn't as if she needed to; unlike mine, which lacked any leg coverage whatsoever, hers was a 'legsuit', which meant that the suit extended down to her knees, similar to those worn by Olympic swimmers, and were effectively shorts. She was as active as always, though I noticed that she was a little fidgety more than usual. The sky was becoming overcast, but it didn't cool down the extremely hot and humid atmosphere. Soon, both my sister and I were sweating buckets, and people passing by would probably think we were heading back. Having already committed, all I wanted now was to reach the train station, drop by the convenience store, and have something refreshing. Eventually we did, and we left the store with a large bottle of cold water in both our hands. I only managed to down a quarter of my drink, but my sister promptly finished hers, and I offered to throw it away for her. A discarded mirror was positioned next to the bin, resting against a wall. Walking in front of it, I noticed that my shirt was drenched in sweat, causing it to adhere to my skin and underwear. A bright red colour seeped through the thin, white fabric, revealing the swimsuit underneath my clothes for the whole station to see. Speaking of clothes, it then occurred to me that I forgot another set to change into. Ah, whatever. We went up to the tracks, and hopped onto a train heading for the pool. Thankfully, the train wasn't busy, allowing the two of us to sit beside each other, my sister resting her head on my shoulder. She was fidgeting for a while, but her movements soon slowed, and eventually stopped as she fell asleep. With nothing much else to do, I decided to turn to my phone for entertainment. Whilst idly browsing, however, a slight feeling of pressure from below caught my attention. Subconsciously, I dropped a free hand down to my crotch in reaction, and then the realisation that I needed to pee caught on, accompanied by a familiar excitement. Here is where I should probably admit something. Some summers ago, elementary-schooler me had an unfortunate trip to the pool, which ended up with me standing over a puddle of my own making, trembling hands unsuccessfully trying to hide a conspicuous wet patch at the crotch of my swimsuit. Despite being thoroughly embarrassed and upset by that ordeal, a certain sense of excitement had sparked from within, and I soon found that I seemed to have developed a strange sort of arousal towards this very situation. Soon afterward, puberty struck (or made an attempt to strike), and every subsequent trip to the pool was with a deliberately full bladder, and sometimes even led to a wet crotch. And although I didn't plan this particular trip, the rushed trip out of the house caused me to forgo using the toilets at home, resulting in my current situation, and that familiar sense of energy and excitement igniting from within. I was in public, however, and couldn't attend to it now, and so I decided to focus on my phone instead. As the train pulled over at our station, I nudged my sister awake, and led her down the 10-minute walk from the station to the pool. As we walked, I felt a tug down my skirt. Turning around, I noticed that my sister was walking funny - her thighs were squeezed together, and she was hobbling behind me. It occurred to me that she might need to pee as well. As if on cue, she began complaining about how she really could use a toilet right about now, instantly confirming my suspicions. For some reason, however, the sight of my sister desperate caused my excitement to skyrocket, and instead of detouring back to the toilets at the station, I found myself encouraging her to hold it until we could reach the pool. Her pace grew increasingly inconsistent as we walked, notifying me of her exponentially-growing need to urinate. She would dash past me, abruptly stop in her tracks and shove her hands in-between her crotch, causing her to lag behind, before dashing past me again. She kept repeating this cycle, extending the usual 10-minute walk in the process. I probably overestimated her bladder's capacity to hold it, as compared to me, she appeared to be faring much worse. Given the amount of liquids she drank earlier today, though, she had it coming. At this point I had largely forgotten about my own bladder as my urge was mild at best, and was focused entirely on my sister. She proceeded to run past me, before abruptly stopping once again. This time, I noticed that she had her head tilted downward, as if peering at her crotch. She spent a couple of seconds frozen in position, during which I noticed a couple of droplets staining the concrete between her feet. She then continued walking, seemingly as if nothing of note had happened. I looked up at the sky; it had gotten darker and was now threatening rain, but the only liquids that were falling came from my sister. To my (pleasant) surprise, she was beginning to lose control. The pool soon came into sight, and in desperation, my sister yanked her shirt off, and immediately broke into a sprint, dashing toward the pool entrance, I followed suit, catching her shirt and closely trailing her as we approached the registration counter. We presented our cards and some money to the friendly old lady working the registration counter, notifying her of the two new visitors to the pool for that day, and paying for our patronage. Whilst the old lady was processing something, I decided to spend time gazing at the pool we were about to enter. As is the case every summer, it was filled to the brim with people, and was perhaps even busier given how hot this particular summer had been. Children were playing, adults swimming, lifeguards falling asleep; nothing particularly out of the ordinary. My attention then shifted to investigating how my sister was holding up. The answer, not very well; she was doing circles behind me with her hands stuffed into the crotch of her swimsuit, mouthing out that she badly needed to pee. I noticed an extremely dark purple, almost black patch had developed from beneath her butt, contrasting against the original lavender hue. The dark patch gradually conquered more area as the lady processed our passes, slowly spreading out from her butt and even travelling down the insides and back of her thighs. Despite her best efforts, it was clear that she had begun wetting herself, and was unable to hold on for much longer, the wetness and darkness around her crotch growing and becoming more and more apparent with each twirl. We finally got our passes, and were granted entry into the pool, and my sister immediately broke into a sprint. I followed suit, and to my surprise, she was headed not to the toilets, but towards and into a small, dark corridor. This isn't our first outing here; she knows where the toilets are, and that the particular corridor she went into was away from the toilets. Curious as to what she planned to do, I continued my pursuit. This part of the facility was completely foreign to me, and without a freshly laid trail of droplets on the concrete floor, I wouldn't have known where we were. Blindly following the path that trail led to, I passed by various admin offices and empty rooms, before finally reaching a dead end, which my sister standing in front of. There was nothing else left around, save for a lone LED tube and a window by the ceiling illuminating the area. There my sister stood, surrounded on three corners. Leaning her back against a corner, her knees were bent and thighs tightly pressed together, as if assuming an invisible chair position. Her hands were against the walls, supporting her frame. as she crouched forward, peering down at her crotch. Without her hands in the way, I also had a full view of the crotch of her swimsuit, which she was still wearing. Her swimsuit was still largely purple, save for the large circular black patch on her crotch and between her legs from her earlier leaks. She gingerly bit her lip, as if enduring pain, and I began to witness her bladder giving in. It didn't take long for the dark area to grow, and for a pattering sound of liquid crashing down onto the floor to become audible. Instantly, urine began soaking through the legsuit, and streams of pee forced itself out of her crotch, cascading onto the concrete beneath her legs. The spandex material failed to quell the stream, instead allowing most of the liquid to filter right through, spraying colourless pee onto the ground below. Whatever couldn't permeate the spandex fabric then flowed down the insides of her legs and into her flip-flops, darkening the swimsuit in its wake, before contributing to the pool of liquid on the ground. She tilted her gaze upward, holding an expression of shameful relief. Her gaze then met mine as she noticed my presence, and immediately darted away in embarrassment, her cheeks reddening at the realisation that someone was witnessing her helplessly wet herself. We stood in silence, with only the sound of relentless peeing filling our ears (and her swimsuit). I fought back an urge to send a finger down my skirt. Gradually, the stream weakened and finally began to dissipate, and my sister soon finished relieving herself. Her swimsuit was soaked from the crotch and butt down, the aforementioned dark area having increased in size exponentially, conquering everywhere save the fabric covering her outer front thighs, indicative of just how much she had needed to pee. Her swimsuit wasn't the only object that was darkened, as her pee hydrated the concrete beneath her legs. She then stared straight at me, and upon reading her face, seemed to be asking me to lead the way from here. We began the long walk back out of this corridor, with only the sounds of her wet slippers squishing against concrete and an occasional distant thunder filling the air. This was soon accompanied by the lighting warning siren, and then the incessant wails of the lifeguards' whistles. We reached the poolside, where said guards were busy diverting people out of the pool, away from the falling raindrops and underneath shelter, us included. We were ushered up into a sheltered grandstand next to the Olympic pool, and we found ourselves seated in the middle of a large crowd. I directed my attention towards my sister, who was unusually meek and quiet, trying her best to attract as little attention as possible. Large, dark stains remained on her crotch, butt and thighs, the lifeguards ushering us up into the stands so fast that she had no opportunity to do anything to make it less conspicuous. In a valiant effort to hide it as much as possible, her thighs were clamped shut, and she was hunched over, sheepishly scrolling through her phone, though the accident was still visible at certain angles. I found myself gazing at her for a while, and realised that while she seemed relieved, slightly troubled and a little embarrassed, interestingly enough, she didn't appear the least bit upset. The rain began to intensify, and more and more people have begun calling it a day, streaming into the toilets and showers, which were now jam-packed with people. She wouldn't be able to wash herself off or fully hide her accident in any way. My heart began racing as I fixated on her swimsuit and the stains that riddled it, thoughts that shall not be written down racing through my mind. A gust of chilly wind blew by, causing me to shiver uncontrollably. A pressure had been steadily building up from the start then made itself known, accompanied closely with a feeling of fullness. My thighs moved closer to each other under my tote bag, and my feet were crossed. A bead of cold sweat trickled down my face as feelings of unease, anxiety and excitement began building up. Nothing else was distracting me now, and all attention was to my water balloon, ready to burst. It was my turn to be in trouble. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Thank you for taking your time to read this! It has been a while since I last tried to write, so I apologise in advance if there are some mistakes/discrepancies that I may have missed. As always, please give me your feedback on my stories, I'd like to know your thoughts on how I did or what I should/shouldn't have done.
  19. Jailor Eckman

    female Bumpy Beach Bus

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Can you really blame her for drinking so much punch at the beach party? It was hot out there today, and saltwater volleyball can leave you parched! The only problem is now she needs to pee, and it is a capital 'E' Emergency... A shame it's a forty-minute drive back to her cheap motel. Her revealing bikini is not giving her much of a security-blanket either! She's at the point where she would even consider peeing on her towel... if only she hadn't left it at the party! Okay, so maybe the towel bit is because I forgot to add it into the scene... but certain things tend to catch my focus! 😆
  20. YellowZoneMX

    female Raven

    From the album: My Art

    Was working on some Teen Titans art for my SFW blog but couldn't resist
  21. Jailor Eckman

    female Request 004

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    This is a request I did for @Papergami, featuring his OC, Prissy! She is squirming for a pee but the only porta-potty on this stretch of beach is occupied! Check out my request thread here, and leave one of your own if you'd like!
  22. Queen Sophie

    female Drunk Catgirl

    From the album: My Edits

    I decided to go a little further than I had before with this one by adding extra blush and some steam from the pee, and now she looks drunk, so I'll play on it.
  23. View File GRSYO-14 Zeus (G-History) - Sequel Heisei Omorashi Story 14 (SYO-14) “Behind the scenes” included. Submitter Kenny P. Submitted 02/26/2019 Category Desperation Clothing Skirt  
  24. electronical

    Pee Holding Trials

    Version 1.0.0

    980 downloads

    Found this on Pornhub today. A few women hold it, then are each subjected to different tortures to get them to pee. One has a vibrator put on their crotch, another has someone press on their bladder until they let loose. One looks like they are getting their foot tickled, but I can't really tell. Another just holds it as long as they can until the camera man says something to her (I don't know if he's telling her to pee or not), then she pees her panties and stockings. Nudity warning: exposed breasts

    Free