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Well, I wanted to share some holiday cheer with everyone. Here are a few pictures I took for a pair of panties I got all dirty and wet for a customer this year. Can you see I had a good time in these? I'm very leaky when I play with myself. These are some deliciously wet panties, but it's not pee! These are actually from two different times where I masturbated in these panties, I did have the let them dry out between each little fun session! If you ever want to order a pair of my panties, check out my website and get in touch! http://rachelkirwan.wixsite.com/panties

The Japanese woman as plumbing problems in her apartment with no water running from her kitchen taps and bathroom toilet, so she phones for a plumber and when he and his friend arrive they take a look at the problem. While this is happening she is getting more and more desperate and as to keep grabbing her crotch to stop he peeing herself. Plumbing problem and desperate to pee.mp4

This experience is going to be pretty short because there wasn’t a huge build up of desperation before hand seeing as I was sleeping. That being said I hope you all enjoy it anyway. As always every story I’ve posted thus far have been from my real life experience. If I ever end up writing a work of fiction I’ll be sure to add a fiction disclaimer. While this was a few years ago I was definitely still an adult at the time (probably 20 years old) ______________________________ I’d really like to chalk this up to having an odd or stressful day or even something out of the ordinary happening but I can’t. The day before had gone on like any other day, nothing was out of the ordinary. I had gotten up, had an easy morning, went into work around noon and left at maybe 9pm that evening. When I got home 45 minuets later I didn’t do anything differently. I stripped out of my work clothes, put on some comfy pajamas (a T-shirt and panties), relaxed for a while, had some dinner & water, and got ready for bed around midnight. All of those things add up to an uneventful, boring work day. What’s not boring, however, are my dreams. My dreams typically consist of something like ‘a flying neon purple tiger is walking on top of buildings made out of violins and I have to save the Pope from evil talking vacuum cleaners who are trying to take over the world.’ Those are the kinds of dreams I have, but I always have them. When I went to bed that night I turned out all the lights (save for a hallway night light, I don’t like the dark), flicked on my ceiling fan, plugged my phone in, got under my covers, and started to drift off. I soon fell sound asleep and my dreaming began. I only remember parts of my dream but I know I was in a pretty fancy museum or antique shop of sorts and I was talking to someone, perhaps an employee, who I didn’t know at all and she absolutely would not shut up. I really didn’t want to be talking to this person because in my dream I was trying to get to the bathroom and I couldn’t duck out of the conversation politely. She was wearing this historical costume gown like Marie Antoinette style and shuffling along after me as I walked around. I was going from display to display and getting more and more annoyed because she kept following me. Finally, I ended up in front of a painting and she ran off to join a parade of other people dressed in historical gowns that all looked extremely beautiful. Briefly I began to feel left out and cursed myself for not dressing up for the museum gown parade. At this point I had held it so long trying to get away from this dream woman I was absolutely shaking with the need to pee. I looked around desperately and eureka! I spotted a single restroom across the hall and sighed in relief. At the thought of relieving myself my bladder pulsed and twitched and I almost lost control but held my crotch just in time. Getting control of my need wasn’t easy but I straightened up and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. Not a person in sight, perfect. This was my chance, I was finally alone and I can head to the bathroom. I power walked, almost jogged, down the main hall past beautiful statues, paintings, and fine jewelry on display. I quickly made it to the bathroom and opened the door without bothering to knock first but it ended up being empty anyway. I turned to lock the door behind me with a smile on my face because I knew I had made it just fine. I lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties, and began to pee....ahh so much better.. Shit. My eyes snapped open at the feel of wetness around me and my body automatically stopped the stream. Wait, was that real or was that all in my dream? I sleepily and timidly lifted my blanket to clearly reveal I had absolutely wet the bed. My panties were soaked, my sheets were soaked beneath me, my blanket was damp, the hem of my shirt was a bit damp as well. My heart was pounding from being so abruptly startled out of a dream and I squinted over at my alarm clock, the red letters reading 3:30am, great. And I sill had to pee pretty badly because apparently I had emptied only half my bladder. I knew I couldn’t keep my stream stopped for too long so I jumped out of bed to run to the bathroom across the hall. The ceiling fan making me shiver from the wetness around me. I practically kicked open the door and yanked my wet panties down to the floor where they made a damp fabric sound on the ice cold tile. I didn’t even sit down all the way when my body gave out and continued my stream. I audibly sighed, it felt so good. All the built up pressure finally leaving me. It felt like my bladder was empting itself forever but of course it ended up stopping eventually. “Time to see the damage I did” I thought as I stood back up. I automatically pulled up my underwear without even thinking and by now they were FREEZING. I shivered again at the feeling. I glanced up in front of me at the full length bathroom mirror and pouted at what I saw. Me standing there with hard nipples poking through my shirt from the cold and totally soaked pink lacy cotton panties. I decided to leave them on while I washed my hands and checked on my sheets. I got back to my bedroom, flipped on the light switch and walked over to my bed. Fuck. The puddle was bigger than I thought it would be and it had spread out considerably. My blanket wasn’t too bad but definitely had gotten wet. I quickly stripped my sheets and walked downstairs. The wetness from my lower half was rubbing me the wrong way, but it felt exhilarating being out in the open totally wet with no way to hide myself. Laundry was started and I jogged back up to my upstairs bathroom with the intention of jumping in the shower but I decided to hold off. While this wetting was totally unplanned I still prefer punishments to come after accidents. So I sat in my bathtub with my freezing cold soaked lacy panties and shamefully did kegel exercises for the entire length of my laundry cycle. Thankfully I was alone in the house and I didn’t have to sneak my bed wetting sheets past anyone but I still felt utterly humiliated. I mean, I’m an adult not a little girl who has to wear pull-ups to bed. I should be able to control my bladder, not keep having accidents. Oh well, at least I get to share this experience with you guys. :-)

Well, this is a little commercial of me, but I'm on my way back to Canada from a couple of weeks travelling in the UK and I may have bought way too many pairs of adorable panties out here. So I've decided to throw a summer sale! Just in case any of you Omorashi fans out there were interested in a pair of panties, or panties that have been wet (because I know you love that sweet sweet smell as much as I do 😉 I'm doing a buy one, get the second half-price sale. Wetting is always free by the way. Please check out my site and get in touch if you'd like a pair. http://rachelkirwan.wixsite.com/panties/single-post/2018/07/04/Summer-SALE And just because I don't want to just post an ad for my dirty panties side-hustle, here are a couple of pictures of me in wet panties 😉

File Name: Spoiled wet schoolgirls (おむつ の すすめ) File Submitter: kirstine File Submitted: 10 Aug 2014 File Category: Female Diaper Play & Wetting Girl wets the bed, gets spanked by mom and put in diapers. Click here to download this file

Warning!!! This chapter contains panty pooping and messing! I advise against reading if you dislike any of those things. This chapter continues Alice's day after work. Enjoy!! Alice leaves the office, her bladder feeling quite relieved. Her panties are still soaked from wetting them, and are clinging uncomfortably to her damp pussy and asscrack. She heads to her car and decides to drive to the local drug store in the strip mall near her office. Alice arrives to pick up her normal prescription when a little container catches her eye. A small box which says suppositories an easy relief makes her shiver. Alice has always been curious about being desperate to go number 2! The instructions mentions inserting into her anus and taking 30-45 minutes to begin to work. "That's plenty of time to get home and change" Alice thought a snatching the box. She checks out and walks back to her car, and stomach feeling full from this mornings breakfast. Alice starts her car and pulls into a alley between stores. She unbuckles herself and searches for anyone nearby. Clear. Alice leans to one side and lifts up her skirt. Biting her lip in pleasure, she moans pulling down her wet panties. She opens the box and grabs the suppository. Alice grins naughtily as she inserts one into her tight butt hole. Her anus closes swallowing the bullet-like object. She quickly starts her car and rushes for home. As Alice approaches her subdivision, her bowels begin to rumble slightly. Alice gasps in excitement as she pulls into her driveway. Finally home, she walks inside her ranch style home and heads to her room to change. Alice takes off her work top, skirt, panties and bra off. She then puts on a cute yellow pair of transparent pair of panties. Next, Alice goes to the kitchen to start making herself some lunch. By now she only has 5 minutes before the suppository kicks in. Alice gathers her ingredients and starts to feel her bowels cramp up and really gurgle. She will be in need of the toilet very soon. She continues to prepare her lunch without much difficulty. As Alice is eating, she suddenly jolts in her chair as her bowels contract and start to shift. A fart escapes and Alice gasps, "oh I really need to go soon! I can hold it longer" she reassured herself and placing a hand on her full bowels. Another 5 minutes passed and Alice finishes her lunch and cleans up. Alice walks carefully to her den and goes on her computer to browse the Internet. Another wave of cramps hits her and she quickly shoves a hand on anus to help hold in her load a little longer. She is now dancing and squirming in her seat. "Oh I'm getting so horny from this" Alice moans noticing her hard nipples. Little does she now but there is a pair of eyeballs staring at her thorough the window careful not to be caught. Alice doesn't notice this at all. Alice continues to hold her full bowels, struggling to keep her poop from escaping. Alice is now dripping with nervous sweat from desperation. She moans in agony feeling another cramp hit her. Alice can't take it any longer. She prances to the bathroom. With one hand holding her poop in, Alice to open the bathroom. Her other free hand is too sweaty to get a grip on the round handle. She grunts is frustration. Trying to open the door. Her bowels we winning the battle and her anus is tiring. Alice squirming tries desperately to open the door. Then her bowels release a low fart and poor Alice freezes. Her hand can no longer stop the flow of poop from coming. Her tired anus slowly opens with a low hiss as a long hot messy turd curls its way into her panties. Alice breaks her trance and uses both hands to open the door and step into her bathroom. "Oh no I'm too late! Oh and I've soiled myself and these nice panties!" Alice sighs. Her poop is still forcing is way into her panties as she turns to face the mirror. "Mmm it kinda feels good. I can't believe I had an accident. She purrs. I better clean up and shower now." Alice strips herself and thinks she hears footsteps rushing quietly away from her window. She shrugs it off and gets in the shower. -End

File Name: VEC-067 File Submitter: chazzi File Submitted: 23 May 2013 File Category: Anime / Japanese Videos Clothing: Skirt A extract without sex from VEC-067 A woman wets her panties awaiting at WC Click here to download this file

File Name: Adult Baby Source - Sleepover (partial) File Submitter: BalZ File Submitted: 09 Jul 2014 File Category: Female Diaper Play & Wetting All I have of these clips. Anyone have more, please leet me know :) Click here to download this file

File Name: Public Masturbation Leads to Wetting Accident File Submitter: rachelkirwan File Submitted: 12 Oct 2015 File Category: Skirt Wetting Well this one is interesting, a girl get a little excited sitting on a park bench, but when she wants to get more intimate she is forced to find some place a little more secluded. Her panties are already a little damp when she finds a private corner to masturbate in. Her panties get wetter and wetter until the ultimately climaxes and the floodgates open. She's forced to hurriedly pull down her her drenched panties and pee right then and there (or squirt depending on where you fit in the debate). Either way I found it kind of cute in a voyeuristic kind of way. Rach Click here to download this file

Hey guys <3 Anyone who read my piece called The Great Lord (Found below) will be aware of the main protagonist in this piece, iv'e decided to scrap the original story path (unless there is an outcry and focus solely on Zoey's stories from her past before she met Adam. Also there will be numerous updates to this piece periodically :) Hope you enjoy :) As the Lady Zoey awoke from her deep slumber her mind was clouded and confused, she was warm and cosy and did not much fancy the idea of getting out of bed. She had been having a marvellous dream about Gurvid and all the naughty things she would like to do to him, Gurvid was has her father’s friend, bodyguard and commander of all of his forces. He was a thick set man of average height with long blonde hair and a seemingly uncontrollable blonde beard, who was rarely seen out of his war splendour. Zoey often dreamed of him in his gleaming gold armour on his large black horse, riding to her rescue in some far off castle. This morning was one of those mornings, in her dream he had ridden gallantly to her rescue and then ravaged her in a thrall of deep passion and as she awoke and came to her senses she slipped her hand into her wet panties and began rubbing herself. BANG BANG BANG “May I come in?” The banging and the voice of her father startled Zoey and as she straightened herself up she quickly became aware that she really needed to pee. “Yeah” Her father entered the room and inspected his daughter, she was sat bolt upright in bed and looked stiff as a post, tiredness he thought. “How are you this morning my darling?” Her father enquired. “I’m okay, I have just woken up though” Her father chuckled, how like her mother he thought to himself. “So I see. What are your plans today?” “I don’t know, I might go and see Rob for some sword lessons” “I think that is a splendid idea and maybe you can pop in and see Lucy whilst you are out and about, Lucy has been very lonely recently and I’m sure she would appreciate your company” Zoey nodded in agreement. Lucy was a friend of hers who had lost her fiancé during a siege at a town called Katan and she was struggling to deal with the loss, but at that very moment Zoey was more concerned about her bladder and how her panties were starting to become wet. “Good. Also there is a delicate matter I wish to speak to you about” Zoey smiled as best she could and nodded uncomfortably. “There has been talk of a band of brigands in the area, you are not to leave the castle alone. If you wish to leave the castle, guards will be assigned to your protection. Is that understood?” “Yes father” Zoey answered meekly. She was starting to lose control and pee was beginning to trickle out of her girl parts through her panties and into her bed sheets. She wanted her father to leave quickly, she knew this feeling all too well and knew in a matter of moments the floodgates would open completely. She did her best to hide her situation of course, which was made easier by having a duvet to cover the lower half of her body. Her legs were crossed so her thighs were pressing together and her feet were tapping uncontrollably, but none of this was stopping the now constant trickle from between her legs. Her father paced the room and moved over to the window to view his land. He was to the right of Zoey and Zoey wondered if he could see anything of her impending accident from the angle he was stood, so she pulled the duvet up even further and tucked it under her body on the right hand side. However, what had started as a trickle was now becoming and torrent, her pee was streaming through her panties and beginning to drench the bed sheets. She could hear that oh so familiar hissing sound and feared her father would hear it too, so she began humming an incoherent tune in an attempt to cover the sound of her accident. “I don’t recognise that tune?” Her father enquired. Zoey just smiled and hoped to the heavens that her father would leave soon. “Are you not getting out of bed today?” Her father enquired with humour in his tone. Zoey began to panic. I can’t get out of bed!! Not when I’m wetting myself, he’ll go berserk. I need him to leave NOW!!!! “Yes father, but I’m not wearing anything under the duvet” Zoey told him in desperation. Her father gave her a disapproving look, but thankfully began to head for the door, the moment the door closed behind him Zoey threw back the duvet to inspect the damage. Her panties were soaked from front to back and a dark stain had appeared on her once crisp white bed sheets. She stood up and checked herself in the mirror, a huge pee stain had spread all up the front of her crotch and at the back the white material of her panties had turned almost see through against her cute pert bum. She ran her hands over her bum and pulled her panties up high so as to get a true sense of the damage she had done, the wet patch was huge, stretching almost halfway up the back of her panties. The door opened. Zoey turned in absolute horror. Immediately she feared her father had returned and was beginning to get her excuses together, but thankfully it was not her father but her maid Sarah. Sarah entered the room and quickly realised the situation and promptly shut the door behind her, Zoey was stood with her legs crossed trying her best to hide her wet accident but it was still clearly obvious as was the huge wet stain on the bed. “Ohh my Lady, wet the bed again I see” Sarah said with as much sympathy as she could muster. Zoey nodded. “It happens my Lady, I wouldn’t worry about it. Only yourself, your bed sheets and I know what happened, and it will stay that way. It happens to me every now and then as well, you’re not alone.” Zoey smiled and felt better after Sarah’s kind words, though she found it odd that Sarah would admit she wet the bed herself. “I’ll strip the bed my Lady and if you leave your panties on the sheets I’ll see to them as well” “Thank you Sarah, you truly are a gem” Sarah smiled at Zoey and suggested she got herself cleaned up, joking that it was not perhaps a good idea to walk around smelling of wee. It made Zoey giggle, so she removed her soaked panties, threw them on the wet bed sheets, grabbed some clean clothes and ran to get bathed. After bathing herself and changing into her outfit for the day, Zoey made her way back to her bedroom where she found her bed had fresh clean sheets and all signs of her morning accident had been removed, Sarah remained however and greeted Zoey upon noticing her. “Thank you Sarah, for everything” “That’s quite alright my Lady. Can I get you some breakfast?” “Yes please, could you bring me bacon and eggs and coffee.” “Of course my Lady” Zoey smiled and seated herself in her window and seat and gazed at the scenery beyond. It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining bright but she could see that it was cold outside, even now at nearly midday there was a frost on the ground. Zoey watched the peasant folk milling around outside the castle, she often felt sorry for them, but knew deep down she knew they were well looked after by her father, certainly compared to how many other folks lived in other areas, but even still, she knew she lived a privileged life and had nothing but respect for the folk she watched below. Zoey turned her gaze from the folk below and onto the forest in the distance beyond the town, she often liked to ride in the forest with Lucy and she found her father’s warning about brigands hard to comprehend, to Zoey the forest was such an innocent place, a place of beauty, a place for animals to live in peace away from humans, not a place for bandits to terrorize innocent people. She wondered what Gurvid would do about the problem, ultimately he was the man who would be responsible for their capture or more likely, their killing. Gurvid was a fierce man with an even fiercer reputation. He had joined her father’s service many years ago as a soldier and had served with distinction in many battles, then a couple of years ago he was made her father’s bodyguard. It was said that at the siege of Katan Gurvid had single handily slain thirty men to rescue her father and whisk him to the safety of the catacombs and that was how he became commander of her father’s forces, Zoey didn’t know if that figure was true, but it would not surprise her if it was. As Zoey continued to muse her breakfast arrived. Sarah entered and placed the tray on her bed and asked if she would like anything else, Zoey declined and thanked Sarah who left Zoey in peace to enjoy her breakfast. Zoey tucked into her bacon and eggs and began to wonder what she would do with her day, she figured she would go and get some sword lessons of Rob and then see how she felt from there. Lessons with Rob could often be hard and tiring, he was a strict disciplinarian and did not much care for Zoey’s often melodramatic style of training. Despite this, she did enjoy training with Rob, she knew deep down he was a kind soul albeit an often grumpy one. Zoey gobbled down her food and quickly drank her coffee, grabbed her practice sword and made her way to the hall where Rob could often be found. As she entered the hall Rob was moving some straw dummies around and bitterly complaining about the quality of the straw. “If the straw is that bad, I’ll ask my father for some new ones” Zoey said as a way of alerting Rob to her presence. “Ignore me my Lady, they aren’t that bad, just a bit tatty. What can I help you with?” “Some lessons would be good, if you have the time” “I always have the time. Come on then, what are you waiting for?” And with that Zoey charged the man, Rob twisted to the side completely evading Zoey’s attack. Rob picked up his practice sword and began schooling Zoey on the finer points of sword play. Thirty minutes had passed when the door opened again. It was Gurvid. Zoey, who was sweating profusely by this point looked in wonder at Gurvid in all his splendour. Gurvid laughed when he saw the pair. “Quite the sword master aren’t we” Gurvid was addressing Zoey. “I’m better than you” Zoey fired back. “Hahahaha. No doubt my Lady, but I’m not a swordsman.” “Aren’t you? What are you then?” “I’m a soldier my Lady, I have no love for sword play.” His tone was pleasant. “Perhaps Rob could show you a thing or two then” Zoey retorted. “No doubt he could. If I ever want to learn how to flicker and dance like a wench after too much wine, I’ll know who to talk too” Zoey burst into laughter. “Did you come here for a reason? Or just to be a nuisance?” Rob asked tiredly. “Both really. My Lord needs you, you are to come with me to his quarters.” Rob nodded and began preparing himself to leave. “What’s the problem?” Zoey asked Gurvid. “Nothing for you to worry about my Lady” “Is it the bandits?” “How do you know about the bandits?” “I was fighting them last night” Zoey announced proudly. “Were you. Then perhaps you can give me some tips, I may be fighting them myself soon” “Well…..” But Zoey was interrupted by Rob before she could start. “I don’t think Gurvid has time for you games my Lady” “Oh be quiet Rob you grumpy bastard. Ignore him my Lady, please continue.” Zoey laughed again. “Well… what I was about to say before I was so rudely interrupted…” Rob interrupted again. “My lady, please.” “It would appear Rob’s sense of humour has gone missing again, that is if he had one to start with. Perhaps you can finish schooling me another time” Gurvid and Zoey both smiled. “Can I come with you?” Zoey asked nobody in particular. “It’s your castle my Lady, but I don’t think your father will appreciate it” Gurvid answered in a saddened tone. “But answer me this, if you do fight the bandits, will you be okay?” Zoey could not mask her genuine concern for the safety of her crush. Gurvid gave Rob a look as if to say “Fuck off and leave us alone” and approached Zoey. He moved close to her and brushed her hair out of her eyes. “My Lady a sheep does not kill a wolf” And left her with those words ringing in her ears. Zoey stood frozen for a few moments, still staggered by her naivety for display her feelings so openly, although she was eighteen years of age, Zoey still had bouts of childlike naivety. Once Zoey had composed herself she decided she wanted to know what was happening about the bandits and so made her way to her father’s quarters. On the way to her father’s quarters she decided that she had better change as she was bathed in sweat, so she ran into her bedroom for a change of clothes and panties as it turned out. As she was stripping she felt wet between her thighs, at first she figured it was sweat but as she inspected further it turned out it was wee and she had leaked a fair amount into her panties, she cursed herself for being such a scatter brain and wondered how it had not left a stain on her trousers. However, despite the fairly large wet patch she decided not to change her panties, figuring she didn’t want to leave any traces behind of another accident, albeit a small one, particularly after what had happened earlier in the day, so she went to empty her bladder in the conventional manner and journeyed to her father’s quarters. The room was fairly empty, just her father, Gurvid, Rob and one or two other senior soldiers were in the room, when her father noticed Zoey peering through the door, much to her surprise, he invited her in. “Zoey my darling, we are discussing the bandit problem” Zoey nodded. “We would be interested in your input, after all, you are the only one here who has fought the bandits” Her father’s tone was not cruel, but rather playful. Zoey blushed bright red. “Perhaps I should go” Zoey announced and began walking for the exit. “My dear, I did not mean to mock. It is good you are showing an interest in such matters and if you wish to learn, there are no better men to learn from. So come, sit” And with that Zoey took a seat at the table, she sat to the left of her father on the most comfortable chair she could find, Gurvid was to her father’s right and Rob was stood pacing the room. “My Lord, it is my opinion that the best way to deal with these bandits is to pay them off, that is what they are here for after all” One of the senior soldiers announced, Zoey could not recall his name. “If you pay them off then we look weak and they’ll keep coming back, we are not their fucking bank” Rob barked. “I agree. If we pay them off they won’t leave us alone” The other nameless soldier put in. “This is getting us nowhere. We will not pay them off, why would I summon my military advisors to give me advice on how to pay off bandits? I called you here to formulate a battle plan, so please, let us do just that. Gurvid, your thoughts?” His Lordship spoke firmly. Zoey’s ears perked up at the mention Gurvid and she began listening intently. “My Lord we have some information on where they may be hiding out, I suggest we investigate.” “How?” His Lordship enquired. “A small party, a scouting party.” “Who would lead it?” “I would my Lord” “How many men?” “No more than five” Zoey had listened to the exchange intently and before her father could intercede, she spoke up. “I could go” Zoey announced to the laughter of all around the table, except Gurvid. “My dear, you are not a scout or a soldier” Her father spoke softly. “I want to learn” “You learn in the safety of the castle; these bandits are no fools.” “But…” “No arguments. You are still a girl. You are too innocent for such matters.” “I’m eighteen, I’m an adult.” “In body perhaps, but in mind and heart you are but a girl and I will not inflict the terrors of battle on my daughter.” “This is not battle father; this is a ride in the woods” Zoey had struck a note and she knew it. “The Lady is right” Gurvid announced “This is not a battle, yet.” Her father pondered the notion carefully. “Can you guarantee her safety?” The question was directed to Gurvid. “I can my Lord, but if it is to be so, it will be best if just the two of us go, it will attract less attention” “Very well. Rest assured my dear, there is not a finer soldier to be found anywhere” Zoey blushed and beamed a smile, because tomorrow she would go riding. As Zoey dressed for bed she felt more wetness between her legs, however it was smaller than her leak earlier so she paid it very little mind. However, her thoughts were interrupted when her mother paid her a visit. Her mother was a lovely kind woman without a bad word for anyone, though Zoe found it unusual that she called on her at this late hour. “Can I come in sweetie?” Her mother called from outside her door. “Of course” “How are you tonight?” “I’m okay, is there something wrong?” “I don’t know. I was speaking to Leah and she told me about one or two strange occurrences” Leah was a maid in her mother’s service. “Like what?” Zoey enquired “Strange occurrences involving you and your bed sheets” Zoey blushed bright red and knew immediately what she was talking about. “Leah said three of the last seven days you have wet the bed, what’s happening sweetie?” Zoey couldn’t find any words and instead simply sat blushing like a beetroot. “Are you scared about something” “I don’t know… I just… wake up and … I’m desperate for a wee.. and …. I can’t seem to hold it” “Does it happen at all during the day?” Zoey thought about lying, but didn’t. “Sometimes” She said, as she thought about the wetness she could feel between her legs at that moment. “Well we’ll talk to the physician in the morning and see what can be done.” Mother and daughter embraced for a time and when her mother departed, Zoey snuggled in bed with her stuffed animals and went to sleep.

Hey everyone, I've gotten my GF to agree to sharing lots of naughty photos with everyone here. We are both active DLs with mild AB tendencies. We are more geared towards BDSM but diappy play as we call it plays a large role. As our username suggests we are both dominant and submissive so there will be stuff on here for everyone. Enjoy!

View File Girl wets her jeans in the bathroom Lovely young girl pee in her jeans and play. Submitter davidfrance Submitted 06/06/2016 Category Pants Wetting  

so today at school i almost wet my pants. I was drinking alot of water that morning, because i didnt eat breakfast. and in school, i was drinking a bottle of water in 2nd period, i started to have the need but not too bad so i decided to wait.3rd period was ok i just watched the movie and didnt pay attention to my bladder. then theres lunch, i then decide to test myself and make myself desperate on purpose, "the awesome omorashi test" i drank another bottle of water, and two juice boxes. then 5th period rolls around, i start to get the need again. now time skip to 7th period. i cant stay still my bladder hurts and i have a test today. i really like the feeling,then little by little dribbles start to force their way out of me. its the middle of the test and i cant leave, so i squeeze my legs together. that didnt work for long, i hear someone ask to go to the bathroom. the teacher says no, so that means itll be no for me. so i wait till next period, i ask the teacher if i can go to the bathroom as soon as i see him, he says i have announcements to make so youll be the first one. so i sit down and wait 10 min squiming and dribbling, there was a little wet patch on my pants. and as soon as he was done i blurt out canipleasegotothebathroom really fast, he says slow down and yes hurry. i felt my face get hot, i grab the pass and run out of there. as soon as i get to the bathroom run into a stall, yank down my pants, and pee for the longest time. it felt so good.

The Incident at the Pharmacy (with pictures) Hello everybody. Let’s see if I can gather my thoughts and control myself long enough to type this. This JUST happened, and I just got out of the shower a few minutes ago. I haven’t ‘enjoyed’ myself to this experience yet, but I plan on it tonight. Okay. So I’ll start by describing myself, despite having pictures available on this post. I’m a Hispanic trans woman with long curly hair. I’m still early in my transition, but doing well, so I guess I genuinely look like a woman? I’d like to think I have a cute butt. I was wearing blue jeans and a tan colored Zelda shirt? Umm, blue shoes? My breasts are small, but not like, invisible by any means. Sorry I don’t describe myself very well. Anyways. So I was running errands today. I had a tall glass of water and peed before I left. I spent a few hours doing things around town, and went to get lunch. There’s this little place that makes this salad that’s soooo good, and I never like salads, so I go there every so often for the only one I actually like. Anyways. I get a soda with it, and just enjoy myself for a little bit. Now I was basically done with my errands except that I needed to pick up my hormones sometime today. I was basically chilling at the restaurant waiting for the guy to call me back and say that my prescription was ready. And he did. So I left and drove over. Now this pharmacy, it’s like, not a Walgreens or CVS, so the staff is the same people all the time basically. But they’re the only place close to me that’ll give me my estrogen in the right dose and method of delivery. The cashier knows me by name at this point, and is very familiar with the fact that I’m trans. I do not buy my pull-ups or diapers here. He like, knows me. I do not want to mix my kink and medical life. We only see each other once or twice a month, but he knows me and is friendly with me. I have a little bit of a crush on him that I’m not going to do anything about, but you know. I’m not bringing kink here. So I go in to pick it up, and he tells me it’s actually going to be a few more minutes. I sit down and wait for a little bit. Now, entering the pharmacy, I would describe myself at maybe a 6/10 on the bladder scale. 7/10 maximum. I don’t think of it as a problem. But I am rapidly filling. I wait around maybe not even 10 minutes, which is still longer than I wanted to wait, but I’m trying to be patient. But in the course of the 10 minutes, I’ve risen to a 9/10 easy. I stand up to ask him how much longer it’ll be, but my motive very quickly changes, cause the second I stand up, I start peeing. “Excuse me, can I use the bathroom?” “Oh, -Snuggle-, it’s usually employees only, but sure.” And he leads me in, while I’m slowly losing control of my pee down my legs walking behind him. I rush in, pull my clothes down and just release. It feels so good. I’m in heaven. I come back to reality and inspect my jeans. The front is soaked. Inside of the legs are soaked. Back looks okay. My cheeks are burning. I go back outside to wait, sitting down again, trying to hide myself. The spot is uhh, bigger than my hands. I could not hide it. After a minute or two of trying to hide to no avail, I notice the guys staring at me. I’ve noticed him checking me out before, but now he’s staring straight at me. Or maybe at my jeans. My cheeks start burning all anew. “I hope I’m not prying, but does this happen to you a lot -Snuggle-?” “I mean, not a lot, no.” “But it happens?” “Umm, sometimes.” “Oh.” And he starts telling me about doctors and urologists that they have the numbers for, and I’m just lost, cause this is not the conversation I came here to have, and definitely not with him. I think he notices that I’m uncomfortable. “Is everything okay?” I look up at him, and motion towards my now cold pee stain on my jeans. “Oh, right. Sorry. Uhh, it’ll be just a couple more minutes. Be right back.” It’s been like 20, but okay. Sure. Nobody else is here. So I sit and wait. But sure enough, it was only a few more minutes. This time. He comes back with my prescription, but he puts something else up on the counter too. “I hope you don’t mind if we give you these. For being a loyal customer. And for your, ‘problem’.” Guy’s got a package of pull-ups on the counter. I feel like I want the floor to open up underneath me and just cast me into hell, so I’m not here. Anyplace but here. “Uhh, sure. Um. I’m a medium size in these.” He had put a large pack on the counter. I’m not sure why I’m accepting them at all, much less telling him my size. He apologizes and comes back with a pack of medium ones. He rings me up, gives me his discount on the pull-ups. I don’t have to pay a damn thing except my pride. I am quickly out of there. I come home, sit in the tub, and release my full again bladder into my jeans again, this time on purpose. I take a few pictures, clean up, and started typing. Sitting on the bed wearing one of the pull-ups he gave me now. Oh right. And here are some pictures. I hope it’s not too much for these forums or anything. Apologies that I’m still a little hairy for a gal. Also sorry that the front panties pic might be a little too “ballsy” to look like a woman in panties.

Just a little story about an embarrassing incident this morning. Last night a married neighbour couple came over to my house to return a lawn mower, which they'd borrowed from me. To thank me. they'd most generously brought a three litres wine-in-box. I invited them to have a taste of the wine. They are very nice people, and we had a pleasant time. Before they left, we'd drunk the greater part of the box. It was pretty late, but I thought a last glass before I went to bed would be nice. To my shame I've to admit, that it didn't stop with one glass. I was tipsy and felt at ease and thought it would be a shame to save the remaining wine, now when I felt so good. Eventually the box was empty, and a pretty sloshed girl reeled to her bedroom. I woke up early this morning. When I stood up beside my bed, I had a slight problem with my balance. I realized, that I wasn't yet quite sober. I draw the curtains and noticed, that it drizzled. I sighed. Not a nice weather to go and fetch the newspaper... As you maybe know from my stories, I live in a little country cottage of my own. To save the postman the trouble to halt at every house on his route, several postboxes use to be placed at a common place. In my case it means that I have to walk about houndred meters to get to my postbox. I was shivering from cold. My cottage was built in the year of 1763, and it could be pretty cold in the mornings, before I've made fires in the wood stoves. I put on a long oilskin coat over my pink sleeping panties and a green t-shirt, a sou'wester on my head, and a pair of rubber boots on my bare feet. At the postboxes I met a neighbour, Maria, a nice woman, who is the Secretary in the equestrian club I'm a member of. She was very eager to talk about the show jumping events, that our club was to arrange this weekend, and in which I was to participate in several classes. I hadn't yet peed and felt I really needed to. But Maria had a lot to talk about, so I pressed my thighs together and listened to her. Then I felt something warm and wet running down my left thigh. Oh, gosh! I'd started to wet myself! In front of the Secretary... I tried to hold back, to stop the flow. For a few seconds I succeeded, but it was probably only my bladder taking a short pause to get the power to push harder. Because the flow began again, this time stronger. I was getting afraid, that Maria would notice my accident any moment now. It was so embarrassing! But then I realized that my long coat and the fact, that the pee ran along my left leg, could hide it from being visible to her. I shifted my weight more to my left foot to keep the pee running down my left leg. And it did! And furthermore, it never hit the ground. It ran in to my left boot, which was steadily filled with pee! Now I only hoped. that the boot would hold all my pee... Maria went on talking, but I couldn't concentrate on what she was saying. I was busy keeping my fingers crossed for her not to notice my embarrassing predicament. I was peeing like forever! And in the meantime I got more and more aroused! I begged, that I wouldn't have an orgasm in front of the Club Secretary! I was so near now... I tried to stop the flow but to no use. Instead my effort to pinch together made me more aroused. So I have to relax and let it continue to run. "So, Vikka, darling, you'll really be a lot of help if you could help with that! Thank you so much! Now I've to run! Busy, busy! Buy, buy! See you tomorrow!" And Maria turned around and quickly walked away. Leaving me with no clue whatsoever, what she'd been talking about! But I was saved! With a deep sigh of relief I began to walk home. Pee still dripping through my panties. After two steps I halted. My left boot was completely full of pee! When I walked, it splashed over the boot brim and sounded "splosh, splosh". It both felt and sounded so funny, that I didn't bother to empty the boot until I reached my cottage. There I sat down on the veranda bench and pulled off the boot. Although a lot had splashed out on the way, there was a considerable amount of pee left. I unbuttoned my coat and poured the pee on my legs. It felt nice! I spilled the last ounce over the crouch of my panties. Which did it! That'll say, it triggered a huge orgasm, making me shriek of pure pleasure and bounce up and down on the bench! Never say it isn't a delight to fetch one's morning paper.

My parents and I were driving back to our house from my grandparents’ house. The drive was around three hours and I fell asleep in the back seat about twenty minutes after we left. I was seventeen at the time and had just learned I had been accepted to a good school to study engineering and science. At the time, everything was looking up in my life. I remember dozing off, thinking about all the wonderful experiences I was going to have in the following years. Then, I woke up when the car began to slow down. Groggy at first, I blinked a few times as my eyes adjusted to the darkness. The sun had just begun to set as we left and now, two hours later, had completely set. The first thing I noticed upon waking is that I had to pee. Real bad. And traffic had come to a stand still five miles away from the next exit. I piped up from the back, “Hey, I really have to go pee.” My dad turned around, “we’re still a ways out from the next exit. You’ll have to hold it, sweetie.” For a few minutes I didn’t say anything, trying to focus on anything but my need. I counted to a hundred, then five hundred. I pulled out my phone and played Snake for a while (this was over ten years ago). But nothing really took my mind off the immense urge to pee. “Oh my god, I can’t hold it much longer. I’m just gonna jump out and go in the ditch,” I said suddenly, breaking the silence and making my mom jump. “Honey, there’s a cop right behind us,” my mom said in a frustrated tone. A small part of me knew, at that moment, that I was doomed. I groaned and sank into the seat. A few more minutes passed and almost out of nowhere, I leaked a bit. “I seriously cannot hold it any longer, I’ve already leaked a little in my panties!” I blurted out. Then my mom said something I’ll never forget, “Well, if you’ve already done that, and you can’t hold it any longer, just go in your pants and we’ll clean it up when we get home.” I was equal parts taken aback and ecstatic; taken aback because my mom had just told me to pee in my pants, ecstatic because I was given permission to end the pain of trying to hold on. “What? Really? I mean, okay,” I said, slightly nervous. “It’s okay, honey. It’s not your fault. Accidents happen,” my dad said. He’s always been so sweet to me. So with that, I took a breath, and let go. My jeans darkened and my butt started to get completely soaking wet. Being a teenager, of course, I began to cry a little bit. I sat there in a puddle of my own pee and said through a face full of tears, “I’m so sorry.” “Don’t apologize, honey, it’s okay. We won’t ever mention it again,” my mom said. Once we got home, I jumped out the car as fast as I could and ran to my room to shower and change. I threw my wet jeans into the laundry and actually threw my panties away. I couldn’t bear to ever wear those again, not because I peed in them, but because I peed in them in front of my parents.

PKOS-S2 Submitted by: chazzi Submission Date: : 02 Oct 2012 Category: Videos / Movies / Clips (Female) Clothing: Various Wetting Type: Accident Wetting Scenario: Public Wetting Is a selection of clips from PKOS-01 to PKOS-12, in the same order. I like very much that videos, I have this and another 4 (PKOS-01, PKOS-04, PKOS-07 and PKOS-09) and I need the another ones if someone have it Hope you like it Thanks for this wonderful page and your contributions Click here to download this file

View File Omoani - "There's no way my sister is peeing" Hello again this is my four video, this is from omoani. Enjoy it. DESCRIPTION: In this video a cute student has forgotten her keys and is desperate to enter to her house to use the toilet, she starts to wet herself but when all seems lost, her brother arrives and open for her, sadly she can´t made it on time and wet herself in front of toilet´s door. Its a moving scene. In the same video you can watch her has wet herself in similar situation when she was younger, tecnically two wetting scenes whit the same poor girl what a pitty. NOTE: This video as usual with omoani vids has not voices for the characters, only the incidental sound unfortunatelly. As always I apologize for my writting mistakes, English is not my native languaje. Submitter Goldenstorm Submitted 12/05/2013 Category Anime / Animated Clips  

File Name: Panty wet - peeing in toilet File Submitter: Sinna (2pee4you) File Submitted: 13 May 2013 File Category: Home Made Videos Clothing: Panties/Undies I arrive in the bathroom, desperate to pee. I already leaked into my cotton panties. I pull them down and let it all out into the toilet. Like a neat girl. Click here to download this file

View File Big Yellow Wee Emptying my big wee bag into my panties. Submitter tinklebelles Submitted 10/03/2015 Category Male Wetting