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  1. Goldenstorm

    Girl Wets herself in fear

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    653 downloads

    Hi this is my third video, its one of my favorites, hope you enjoy it. DESCRIPTION: This is a movie scene, on it a gorgeous girl hits a gang boss on his head, he gets angry and threated her whit a rifle forcing her to apologizes whit him, after he pretends to shot her and that makes the beautiful blonde wets herself in fear. CAUTION: The girl gets so humiliated, when the gang boys notice she has piss her shorts, they start to make fun of her and she runs out crying for the humiliation, i don´t want ofend anyone, if you dislike dont watch it, if you love beauty girls scared and wetting themseves on fear, you will love it. NOTE: My native language it´s not English, I´m sorry if i make some mistake writting.

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  2. Version

    2,812 downloads

    Hi everyone I bring you a new video, hope you like it as much as me. This video its from a unknown hentai anime, I cut the sex scenes. DESCRIPTION: A girl is desperate to pee on the Street, her sadic boyfriend (I supouse he is her boyfriend) forces her to enter to the men toilet, she tries to looks like a man hopping nobody notice she is not, but inside of the bathroom there is a drunk man who doesn´t stop to try to iniciate a conversation with the dude next to him (he thinks she is a guy), she is so desperate and getting nervious because the man doesn´t stop watching her until she can´t hold it anymore, she was trying to pee like a man and that makes she start dripping in her jeans until she wets splashing and peeing all around the floor. CAUTION: This video contains some censored nudity (female and male) but I think its still inside of the rules parameter. Hope you enjoy it

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  3. MistressMolestia

    Average life

    Version 0.7.0.3

    6,750 downloads

    Game source made available by HiraDontell (who is now participating in the project as well as one other) and an old version of the game was posted by nex. I'm always open for suggestions on how I can help to make this game better. Feel free to share your ideas, criticisms, comments and other input. And if I missed something, please feel free to mention it. In order to stop filling up the reviews with bugs and questions please feel free to use This Forum to post questions, bug reports, requests, ideas, etc. We have an updated control scheme for the car now, its a bit rough still but bear with us. There are five developers working on the project at this time and if you ask nicely, we might just let you join~!

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  4. Version

    4,019 downloads

    Yuki's career as a teacher begins when she arrives at a school with a rather strange name, and a very strange secret... A game from a few years ago, which I recently decided to translate into English. If you get stuck, there's a hint to be found in a book somewhere.

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  5. 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.
  6. JohnHart987

    malefemale ATV accident (the wet kind!)

    I had an interesting and humorous sighting a couple weekends ago. (My extended family seems to have a lot of bladder issues. I know at least half my cousins did or still do wet their beds. A few have an occasional day wetting accident. We are pretty open about it and nobody is too embarrassed. I think a couple of them enjoy it like I do. Sometimes the occasional tickle fights end with a sudden run for dry pants.) I was at my uncle’s riding ATVs with his family. It was he and I and his three teenage sons. It was Saturday morning and we had stopped by the side of the trail for a break after riding a couple hours. Usually this is an opportunity for some bottled water and a pee. The middle son, Jason, was squirming around a little. He’s the one that always kids his brothers that they have small bladders and always have to pee. He usually does seem to be able to hold it pretty well. It looked to me like he had to pee really badly but didn’t want to be the first to go. I wasn’t too surprised, he had two big glasses of milk and one of orange juice with breakfast. He got out his bottle of water and took a sip while his older brother went into the woods to pee. As his brother came back Jason casually took his turn in the woods. He turned his back and unzipped to start peeing. Just then we heard some more ATVs coming down the trail. Jason looked back in panic and frantically zipped up and came out of the woods. It was a guy and a girl on two ATVs. She smiled, pointed at him and gave Jason a thumbs up as she passed him. Then I saw why. Evidently Jason had started to pee just as we heard them coming. He zipped up but evidently he had to pee so badly that he couldn’t quite stop the flow. He didn’t seem to notice that he was still peeing until she pointed. He looked down and turned bright red as his faded skinny jeans turned dark in the crotch and the wet stain spread down his legs. He quickly unzipped and finished peeing on the grass. Finally he finished and sheepishly walked back to us. We were all laughing hysterically. Jason was soaked, his jeans were wet to his ankle on one leg and the knee on the other. His crotch and fly with it’s nice bulge were wet to his belt. The tight wet jeans made it obvious that he was wearing briefs or bikinis rather than boxers! When he he turned around I could see the wetness had even spread up the back to his jeans pockets. As the laughter died down Jason’s younger brother walked quickly to the woods and peed. As he turned to walk back I saw him looking down and then he tugged his shirt down over his fly. Just before he got it covered I noticed he had a small wet spot on one side of his fly. I think he laughed so hard he leaked a little. His shirt covered it so I didn’t say anything. Both Jason’s brothers started teasing him about who had the strongest bladder now. Their dad let them get a few digs in and then told them to let Jason alone, he was embarrassed enough. I wonder what the girl on the ATV thought about what she saw. If she was in to Omorashi I think it probably made her day! Jason asked what he should do about his wet jeans. It was two hours back to the cabin and nobody had any spare clothes. I reminded him about the time he got splashed really bad while riding. It only took about and hour before the wind had dried his shirt and jeans as he rode. He brightened up a little and said he hoped we wouldn’t meet too many other riders before he was dry. He even said we might as well continue the ride we had originally planned. The rest of us peed, had some water and we all continued on. It was funny watching Jason ride. He would spread his legs out to catch the wind on his legs for a while. Then he would stand on the running boards for a while to get some air on his crotch and seat. It seemed to work, at our next rest stop about an hour later his legs were dry. His crotch and fly still damp enough to show that he’d wet himself. He joked that he’d be dry enough that we could even stop for lunch like we planned. His older brother even told him he might have lucked out; he didn’t even smell like he pissed his pants. The restaurant stop was an hour later. We pulled in to the parking lot to see if Jason wanted to try going in. He asked me to check his jeans to see if they looked dry enough. He was mostly dry, only his fly was damp and his shirt hid it well enough. That was a first for me. A kid asking me to check his peed jeans to see if the wetness still showed! I had to give him credit; I don’t think I’d have been brave enough at his age to wear jeans I’d peed in into a restaurant! His older brother noticed they had an outdoor patio and suggested we sit out there. During lunch Jason seemed to have a hand on his crotch a lot. From some similar wet occasions I knew he had to be itching down there and was probably scratching it. I also realized that he hadn’t peed since he wet his jeans, the rest of us had all used the restaurant’s bathroom. I wondered if he really didn’t need to pee or if he was too embarrassed to go in there with his pissed in jeans. I bet his underwear was still kind of damp. The wet pants accident didn’t seem to slow his capacity to drink. He finished two large sodas with lunch. We hit the trail again and headed toward the cabin. At the first stop we all peed in the woods again. I was watching Jason because I couldn’t believe he wasn’t desperate to pee. He sure didn’t act like he needed to pee. I was thinking that maybe he really did have iron control. Then I noticed him coming out of the woods. His shirt was still up showing his zipper and crotch. It was obviously freshly wet. He pulled it down as he walked back so no one else saw it. When he climbed back on his ATV I saw that the back of his jeans were equally wet. It looked like he’d peed while sitting on the seat. Was he so stubborn about not peeing when everyone else did that he wet again? Or did he like the feeling and had deliberately wet his jeans again figuring nobody would notice the new wetness? When we ended the ride at the cabin I was still curious about Jason. I watched as he got off his ATV. From the back his jeans still looked really wet. Then I got a look at his front. The bottom of his shirt was damp around his crotch and his jeans were wet a couple inches down the inseams. He was still leaking or had deliberately wet himself again. He quickly held his helmet in front as he said he was going to go take a shower. His younger brother had noticed me watching and grinned at me and said “He did it again on purpose, didn’t he!”
  7. CarmenCD

    Sleepover and diapers

    I have a dilema. I'm wearing diapers during sleep for months now, because more and more often I don't wake up when I have to pee during sleep and I got tired of cleaning my bed. Wearing diapers doesn't bother me really and it's a convenient way to deal with the situation. But today I got an invitation from a friend to come to his birthday party next weekend. It's 2 days event and I'll have to sleep there. I don't know about detailed sleeping arrangements, but due to amount of people invited, I'm sure I won't be alone in the room and I won't have my private bathroom. Should I wear diapers and risk becoming a laughing stock of everyone there or sleep without protection and risk a wetting accident during sleep? I'll wear extra absorbent sanitary pad, if I decided to sleep without diapers. It's more discrete, but sadly can only absorb enough pee to save the situation if I have a really small accident. A few people attending this party know about my weak bladder, regular visits to the bathroom and occasional accidents, including a host of the party, but no one knows about diapers. Most of the people there I'll see for the first time and I'm not really keen on explaining why I wear diapers during sleep. Please help me decide what is the best approach to this situation.
  8. pantywetter84

    Wetting Hypnosis

    Watched a video on youtube called humiliation wetting hypnosis. It really works. I had to watch it 4 or 5 times but I completely lost control of my bladder. Make sure you drink a lot of water beforehand and in about twelve minutes you will literally wet yourself on command. It's like a magic power. All you need to do is say urinate and no matter how hard you try, you will wet uncontrollably until your bladder is empty. I tried it in a department store an wet my pants in front of a really cute girl that was working there. Gonna have alot of fun with this.
  9. nappyboy97

    malefemale Fiction: Bentley Wets

    Bentley was 16, he was a good looking boy with many friends and is regarded as the cool kid at school. He is in Year 11 at school but has a lot of respect from other year groups. They had drank lots of pepsi and other drinks so Bentley was quite desperate to pee Desite this he didn't say anything as it wouldn't be cool to not be able to hold his bladder and he though he'd wait to see if anyone else needed to go At the park there was a big swing which when pushed hard enough could go quite fast in lots of directions. Messing around in the kind of mature/ immature way that people of that age do, Bentley was dared to go on it. The others swung him really fast and his need for the toilet became intense. When he finished it was clear by the small dark patch on his beige top man shorts that he had squirted a couple of times. He told people he had spilt his drink in the swing and they believed him (obviously the hot boy wasn't going to wet himself) but they made jokes all the same. They were all sat down talking when the intense urge hit him again, he realised he had to go and told the others he was going for a wee, but when he stood up the dam burst. Pee poured down his legs soaking his shorts and socks. He had judt wet himself.The others laughed at him and Bentley ran home. Luckily no one was in, so he stripped off and had a shower dumping his shorts at the bottom of the dirty linning bin. That night he saw the facebook status's about it instantly gutting him. He went to bed hoping that the fiasco would be forgotten. The next morning Bentley woke up quite late, with it being the summer holidays. Despite it being warm outside and the hot sun was shining through his window, Bentley woke up cold and... damp. It took him a few moments to realise what had happend but when he did he was shocked. Shit, he exclaimed scared over what had happened. He again got a shower and got changed then he stripped his bed sheets and washed them. As he thought the fuss over the previous day had died down and apart from the banter, he was fine. He stayed dry until school started agin. It was the first day back and no one could even remember about him wetting himself. But as the day went he needed the toilet again. It was 15 minutes until lunch and he was dying. He asked to go to the toilet but was denied instantly. When the lesson ended, bentley could feel the wet patch on his boxers from where he had dribbled, but luckily his black school trousers hid this. He ran tho the toilet but it was too late by the time he reached the cubicle he was soacked again. He ran home, to get changed but his mum was there. It was game over and Bentley explained what had happened. Hismum was sympathetic but warned if it happened again he would be put in nappies. He thought about that in bed that night and hoped it wouldn't happen again. The next morning though, he woke to the familiar wet sheets. He trudged to tell his parents. When he arrived home from school his pants were again slightley wet form where he had dribbled. Her an into the house and made it on time pleased he had made it. But when he got into his rrom he found several packets of nappies. His mum informed him that he had tena pants which he would wear day and night until his wetting stops.He realised that the cool kid was no longer cool. he was a baby... Below Bentley's wet shorts Image Set
  10. I dont know why but one of my favourite types of videos are where the woman (my preference) is running for the toilet or somewhere to pee and is about to make it but ultimately doesn't. I have seen a couple of videos on this topic on the site but wanted to see how much content there was out there. I apologise if this is not to every ones liking and realise this may seem like a bit of a request so to start it off I thought I would link to an example video, and in my opinion it is one of the best examples. I don't believe this has already been posted on this website but again sorry if it has. it is on omorashi.tv but if anyone knows how too or can tell me how to download the videos I will do so and attach them. http://www.omorashi.tv/video/414/almost-in-time the clip is of a Japanese (?) woman running for the toilet getting into the stall but still wetting her panties.
  11. File Name: GHW-04 File Submitter: wetotter File Submitted: 19 Mar 2013 File Category: Videos / Movies / Clips (Female) Clothing: Various Wetting Type: Accident Wetting Scenario: Various GHW = Mature Woman Omorashi I have GHW-01 to -07. A couple of these may have been linked in parts in the uploads section in the past, but here are the complete files. This one, GHW-04 is probably my favorite of this bunch, especially the long desperation scene followed by the accident at the elevator. Click here to download this file
  12. schubert.will

    female When I knew there was a problem

    Situation is true, but the dialogue is paraphrased. This is when I knew that Ari would have to start wearing diapers. That there was no way around it. Me, her husband, and I were walking from the store back to her house. She was wearing a dark grey pair of loose fitting pants, but they showed off her bottom very well. I wasbehind the two of them, looking at her behind. Out of nowhere, wetness began to form from between her legs very quickly, and started spreading down her legs. She stopped and said "What the fuck?" She examined her pants. "What's the matter, hun?" He husband said, oblivious. "I peed!" She exclaimed. "Out of nowhere, I just peed!" She started breathing heavily. "What the hell? Why is this..." "It's okay sweetheart. Lets get you home and changed." She was very shaken. We walked another six blocks and she was on the verge of tears. This was when her incontinence problem was weighing on her mind the worst. When it started happening out of nowhere, or at best she felt she had to go while she was already going. We got back to the house. She went into the bedroom with her husband. She came out with a pair of basketball shorts, a long shirt, and a diaper for her bedwetting problem. She went into the bathroom in her soiled clothes. When she came out she was wearing the clothes she had brought from the bedroom, and the soiled clothes were in her hand. The panties were peach colored and completely soaked. When she walked by I heard the crinkle of her diaper uner the blue basketball shorts. I asked her if she was okay, and she just nodded and quietly said "I'm fine."
  13. Well I was arguing with my girlfriend last night over something small, so she told me if I am going to act like a baby she is going to treat me like one. So she put me in a diaper before bed. I usually don't wet the bed but for some reason I did guess it was the diaper. My gf noticed and said "I was not allowed to change until I apologize. I didn't believe her so she gave me my clothes a said get dressed we are going shopping I said no so she physically put my clothes on. I need to pee really bad in the car, I asked if I could go to the bathroom she no pee in your diaper, I finally couldn't hold it and peed in the diaper. If was very noticeable and puffy. What happen next was kind of embarrassing but I liked it in the end. I had to pee really bad a checkout I asked he if I could go to the bathroom she said no if you pee it's in your diaper, the line was taking forever and my bladder gave in. I started peeing like crazy then I felt the diaper start to leak a pee going down the back of my legs. My gf noticed and smiled and said out loud that you need why couldn't you hold it your old enough in front of the cashier the cashier noticed the small puddle and asked my gf if I was ok. My gf said yes he just has bladder control issues and he is wearing a diaper guess that wasn't enough. I was so embarrassed but I liked it in the end I love when my gf embarrasses me I am a masochist which works out lol. Diaper even had extra inserts and it still leaked
  14. masterminor

    Most embarrassing wetting

    I will never forget the day I wet my pants on the way home from McDonaulds in the car. I used the bathroom before leaving home and before we left the resturant but I still wet myself. If I did that what would you do? Humiliate me? Or save me from it? What is your most embarrassing wetting?
  15. So this is a story I am writing about my favorite band! :) I'm in it too, and this is the very first time I've ever shared my omorashi fiction with anyone, so feedback is extremely welcome! and later on there will be some bed wetting. Enjoy! Chapter 1: It was the day Katie had been waiting for all year. She was FINALLY leaving to spend the whole summer in Florida with Carlos at his beach house. He had invited her, Katie's best friend Thomas, and his friends as a birthday present, and finally, they were leaving! "Now be careful," Katie's mother reminded her as Carlos pulled into the driveway. "I love you, text me, all that good stuff." "I will Mama," Katie said, hugging her mother. "Hi Mrs. Kopp," Carlos said as he walked over to them. "I promise I'll take good care of Katie." Katie let out a titter, she always felt tingles when Carlos wrapped his arms around her. "I know you will," Katie's mom said. "And I know you two won't be sleeping together, RIGHT?" "Moom!" Katie whined. Carlos chuckled. "I promise, no sleeping together," Carlos fibbed easily. He actually had packed a box of condoms at Katie's request, unbeknownst to her mother. Katie gave her mom one last hug as Carlos loaded her stuff in to the car. "I'll see you at the end of the summer," Katie promised. And she ran off to the car. As she buckled up, Carlos popped in a Taylor Swift CD, and they were off. "Carlos I can't thank you enough for this," Katie said as they got on the Highway. "Anything for you babe," Carlos smiled. Katie sang along to every song on the album, only interrupted as the album ended and Carlos' phone rang. "Hellooo?" Katie answered. "Someone's had too much Taylor Swift this morning," Logan chuckled. "We were gonna stop for Starbucks at the next exit. y'all wanna come?" "Let me ask Carlos," Katie answered, turning to her beau. "You wanna grab some starbucks?" "Sure," He said. He was feeling a little sleepy, so he figured some caffeine would help. "Yeah, we'll meet y'all there," Katie said. "Sweet," Logan said, and he hung up. Carlos pulled off the highway and followed Logan's red truck to the starbucks parking lot. "Morning beautiful," Kendall said as Katie hopped out of the car. Carlos followed behind her. "Where's your other friend?" "He's stuck at home finishing up school for the year," Katie explained. "He'll fly out next week." "Ah," Kendall answered. Suddenly James pulled up in his silver Ferrari with his girlfriend Halston, pulling up in her tan Honda behind him. "We gonna get coffee or what?" He asked, flashing his perfect smile. Everyone went inside and ordered their coffee. Katie remembered that she had medicine she was supposed to take for her bladder, but not wanting to draw attention to herself, she left the pill in her bag. That one choice though, would become her undoing. *** Everyone got back in their cars and got back on the highway. Everyone stayed in a sort of line, but Halston texted Katie that she and James were gonna stop soon for a bathroom break and they'd meet the gang in Florida. Katie then became aware that she needed a pee too. "Hey Carlos? Can we stop at the next exit?" She asked. "But we're making such good time baby," He sighed. "Well then just keep going," Katie smiled. She knew that wasn't gonna end well, but maybe she could make it. it wasn't even an hour later and she knew she couldn't. "You okay sweetie?" Carlos asked. "Um," was all Katie could manage to say. It felt like she was about to burst. "Carlos we need to stop." "But baby we're in the middle of nowhere," He sighed. Why didn't she just tell him sooner? "I promise next exit we'll get off, okay?" Katie nodded, but she knew she wouldn't make it that long. She was rocking back and forth, trying to be a lady, but ended up grabbing her crotch. Carlos popped another CD in the player, this time a Jonas Brothers one, hoping it would distract her. "Hold on baby, just a little bit longer," Carlos said, rubbing Katie's back. She gasped, and suddenly there was the sound of liquid dripping on to the floor. Carlos was on the innerstate, so he pulled the car off to the side. At this point Katie wasn't even trying to hold anything back. She had her eyes closed and tears were falling down her cheeks. It didn't take her long to get to empty, and when she did, she let out a sob. "I-I-I'm so sorry Carlos!" Katie blubbered. "Baby it's okay," Carlos said, hugging her. "I should have listened to you." Katie just laid there in his arms, sniffling and feeling beyond mortified. Then Carlos had an idea as a wave of desperation hit him too. "Would it make you feel better if I pissed myself too?" He asked honestly. "Y-you would d-d-do that for me?" Katie asked. Carlos nodded. "Then sure." It didn't take him long. All he had to do was think of the waves at the beach and his bladder let loose. Soon you could hear the liquid hitting his side of the floor, and Katie let out a giggle. Carlos smiled. "Let's go get some gas and clean up, okay?" "Deal," Katie giggled.
  16. CHAPTER 1 “Ellie!” she whimpers, doubled over desperately. It had been two hours and Rima's bladder was at full capacity. She shoves her fingers against her urethra firmly in an attempt to subdue the threatening flow. “Ah, ah, ah..” Ellie warms, taking a hold of Rima's wrists and forcefully prying her from holding herself, “what did I tell you about holding yourself, love?” Rima struggles against Ellie's strong grip. Her body convulses as a wave of desperation washes over her, forcing her to jolt forward, her tightly crossed legs shaking violently. “Please, E-ellie! I cann-not hold it any l-longer!,” She cries out as a spurt of urine moistens her violet panties. “Oh, dear..” Ellie coos dropping her hold on Rima's wrists and lifting up her chin to examine her now watery eyes. Instantly, Rima's hands fly to her crotch as another wave sends her body rigid. Her fingers press forcefully against herself as another spurt of urine spreads across her panties, creating a dark stain and leaking through the thin fabric to trail down her hands. She shudders, her bladder burning to be released. “Ellie...” she cries, a few tears spilling down her bright red cheeks, “i-it's co-coming out!” Ellie looks at her passionately and quickly pulls her to her chest, trying to comfort the distraught girl, “it's okay, it's okay... let it out.” Rima squirms, trying to free herself from Ellie's warm body and spare her from the urine her bladder can no longer contain, but Ellie pulls her closer, pressing her scantly, thong-covered pussy against hers, as she shoves the palm of her hand against Rima's bladder to make her release. Rima lets out a loud moan, and her muscles instantly relax, allowing a torrent of urine to spray through her fingers and wet Ellie's delicate panties as well as her own. Tears begin spilling down her her dark red cheeks. “I-i'm s-s-sorry,” Rima chokes through her tear-stained face as her warm urine runs down her legs, forming a pool at her feet. A sob breaks through her chest as her shaking legs fall out from beneath her. Ellie quickly tightens her grip around Rima's waist to support her as she shudders with relief and embarrassment. “Rima.. you're such a good girl. I'm so proud that you held it so long.. sshh.. don't cry, dear.” Ellie kisses her forehead gently as she continues to urinate uncontrollably against the tiled floor. The words only cause Rima to sob louder with shame at her infantile state. It is one thing to leak before making it to the toilet, but it is another to, not only wet oneself desperately, but also soak another in her mess. Her legs shake violently below her as her stream begin to come out in short, uncomfortable bursts from having held so long. Gently Ellie strokes her back to comfort her, noticing Rima's discomfort. Shameful at having caused her pain, she draws a hand forward while supporting Rima with her other hand to apply steady pressure onto her bladder to help her empty. Rima moans through her sobs and allows Ellie to forcefully empty her bladder in order to prevent leaks later on- she has always had troubles with her bladder leaking in the past. The remains of the contents of her bladder leak out, causing small splashing noises as it hits the massive puddle below. Finally, there is nothing left but a few drips; Rima leans fully into Ellie in defeat and buries her face against her to cry. “It's okay, angel. This is my fault. I made you wait so long. I'm so sorry, babe...” Ellie whispers. Eventually, Rima pulls away slowly to survey the damage in her embarrassment. She realizes in horror how badly she has soaked Ellie. Her urine is trialing down Ellie's legs until it forms a smaller puddle at her feet. Not only that, but Ellie's panties are almost soaked entirely through. “I-i'm sorry..I d-didn't-” She cuts off sobbing in mortification. Ellie hugs her against her own chest like a baby once again and gently lifts her up to carry her into the bathroom in order to be cleaned up. To be continued... (Feedback is much appreciated!)
  17. Jacqi Lantern

    female Eruka *Revision*

    (Just a quick note. This is not a sequel to my original fic featuring Eruka, nor is it a repost of the same work. It is a rewriting of the same story with added parts, grammar corrections, better flow in my opinion, and just general improvements. I have not yet decided whether I want to just continue on making new fics, or do revisions for all of my own ones. If this violates some kind of rule, my apologies in advance. As a final note, It has come to my attention that Eruka is older than I once thought, however, I still do not know if she is old enough to be considered an "adult." As such, I will take the safe route and refer to her as "girl" rather than "woman." Let it be known that the Wiki does in fact refer to her as "woman.") Eruka's eyes shot wide open as she sat up in bed, shaking and sweating profusely, her breath hitching in her throat. It was another night of fitful sleep for the poor girl, as she was plagued by the same recurring nightmare yet again. Though, she was not surprised that she couldn't escape a dream where she was being bound and eaten slowly by giant snakes, because she couldn't escape a similar fate in real life either. The past few months had been filled with anxiety and fear for the young witch, all because her and her dear friend literally could not keep their mouths shut. It all began when she and her aforementioned friend decided to confront a witch that they believed was jeopardizing the entire Witch Order. Said witch retaliated by shoving her bony finger into their mouths and far enough down their throats that it almost made Eruka gag, even just thinking about it. Only later did they come to realize that they had been infested with magical snakes from that moment, and the realization came at a grave cost, the life of Eruka's closest friend. Eruka had no desire to die, but with hundreds of snakes writhing around inside her, she had no choice but to commit to a life of servitude to the middle Gorgon Sister, Medusa. Of course, for a time, the Frog Witch had wondered if the commitment had been worth it. She had to live every day under Medusa's beck and call, and should she dare step out of line, she faced immediate execution. Even when Medusa had supposedly been killed, she learned quickly that she could not go back to her old life. The witches had deemed her a traitor for helping to liberate Free, an immortal imprisoned by the Witch Order for stealing the eye of the Grand Witch. She couldn't live a normal life, as many witches wanted her dead, since the return of the Kishin that she assisted with put Shibusen on high alert, which meant that many witches couldn't even afford to go outside anymore. She ruled out giving herself up to Shibusen in hopes of a life in prison, since their students literally eat the souls of her people. So in a way, Eruka was almost a little glad when Eruka came to recruit her once again. It meant she could live the life she was meant to have, wild and chaotic. Still, there was always the sinking feeling that anytime she wanted, Medusa could end her with a flick of the wrist. Once the young witch had calmed herself down sufficiently, she began looking around in her half awake state, and almost had another mini-panic attack. It took her a moment to remember why she couldn't see anything. Muttering a quick incantation under her breath, a purple flame sprung to life on a sconce that hung on the wall, bathing the small cobblestone room in violet light. It wasn't much of a living space, only furnished with an uncomfortable medieval bed that she had to use magic to refurbish, and a few more modern pieces of furniture that she and free had made, such as a dresser, a desk, a bookcase, a chair, and a nightstand. The girl swung her legs over the edge of the bed, placing bare feet on the cold stone floor. Letting the blanket fall as she got to her feet, she stretched out a bit as she mumbled yet another spell, getting her dresser to open up, and making her clothes float over and begin dressing her on their own. Stepping into her underwear, they slid up her legs on their own as the matching piece fastened itself around her chest. Likewise, she stepped into a pair of pantyhose that stretched up her legs as her dress fell down over her. Rolling her head around to try and pop a crick in her neck, she sat down and let her boots place themselves on her feet, and finally, her hat sit itself upon her head. Standing once again, the young witch made her way out into the long stone hallway, lit only by similar sconces and torches, though these were lit with an eerie sort of black flame, casting dim light. Ever since she had been recruited once more, Medusa had been basing her operations in a dreary old castle in the middle of a dense, fog-covered woods. It was far from the most comfortable place Eruka had slept, but, at least it had a bed and indoor plumbing. This was very convenient for the young witch, as Eruka was the kind of person that needed the bathroom first thing after she woke up. So far, this hadn't been a problem. Free, the previously mentioned escaped convict, was usually the last one awake. The Mizune sisters woke before her, and all bathed together, so they weren't a problem. Eruka had no idea when Medusa went to the bathroom, as she spent most of her time in the big, spooky room she watched her crystal ball in. So it was very odd to find the door to the bathroom locked when Eruka came by. She knocked loudly. "Hello!?" she calls. "Eruka! What are you doing here!?" The voice was gruff and masculine, belonging to Free. Eruka couldn't help but let a blush creep onto her face. "What are you doing awake so early ribbit!?" "What are you talking about! I always get up around this time." Eruka's blush was replaced by a pale white as all color left her face. If Free was right on schedule, that meant she was late, which meant that she was late to meet with Medusa. Their leader had been kind enough to tailor around their sleeping schedules, though she insisted that no later than 10 minutes after they normally awoke, they would be in the main room, meditating and awaiting the meeting. The hallways were filled with the sound of Eruka's boots clicking heavily as she ran down the hall towards the castle's main chamber. Once the witch pushed the doors to the main chamber open, she got a knot in her stomach and a sinking feeling around her chest. Medusa was glaring down at the doorway from her seat high above the level that her subordinates usually sat at. Eruka couldn't apologize fast enough. "Sorry Medusa! I was..." "Sit." Medusa says, cutting off Eruka's speech with a harsh and forceful tone.The frog witch nodded and swallowed, going and taking her place sitting next to the Mizune sisters, criss-crossing her legs and and staring at her lap. Somehow, Medusa still manage to be terrifyingly intimidating in the body of a little girl, and Eruka didn't know whether than made Medusa a truly terrifying witch, or made her a pathetic coward, but either way, she was bound by the threat of death to said small child, so she had to follow commands. The Snake Witch said nothing about Eruka's tardiness to her, which scared the girl even more, as Medusa wasn't the kind of person to berate you verbally. No, Medusa was the kind of person to find some way to torture you later, after you had forgotten all about the incident that upset her in the first place. It was about ten minutes before Free showed up, and during this time, Eruka had nothing to do but be with her thoughts. And during this time, she became quite aware of a pressure in her lower extremities. The disruption in her morning routine had forced her to abandon going to the bathroom in the morning, making her need to urinate as she sat, waiting for Medusa to hand out tasks or briefings for the day. But Medusa didn't say anything once Free arrived, much to the confusion of all of them. Of course, none of them dared say anything, as each of them had their own reasons not to, whether out of fear or respect to Medusa. This, however, only worsened Eruka's experience. She had been hoping that the meeting would be over with quickly so that she could go and relieve herself before going to carry out her duties. But Medusa said nothing, for twenty, thirty, forty minutes, all the way one until she was pushing an hour of them just sitting there. By then, the Frog Witch had become very uncomfortable, shifting around where she sat, biting her lower lip every so often. Around the thirty minute mark, she had switched the way she was sitting, her knees together and forward, her butt resting on the back of her ankles. This was so she could push her thighs together without attracting too much attention from those around her. But it was getting to the point where Eruka was shifting around so much that Free and the Mizunes were beginning to take notice. "What is she waiting for Ribbit!? I've gotta go damn it!" she thinks to herself as she rests her palms on her thighs, grabbing the hem of her dress softly, shifting her hips back and forth slightly once again. Though, as she moved, her face lit up bright red as she felt her bladder begin to tingle, and she had to fight against her body's natural urge to let a few drops of urine leak out. She shut her eyes and scrunched up her face a bit as she tensed up, grabbing the hem of her dress tight. "nonono! Hold it! Hold it~!" "There's nothing of note that needs to be said today." Eruka was surprised to hear Medusa's voice high above them. She turned her gaze up immediately, trying to appear natural as the urge faded away, letting her grip on her dress loosen up. "Free and Mizune sisters, you are dismissed" Eruka felt a frown spread across her face as Medusa purposely left her out of the dismissal. The large man and all of the tiny Mouse Witch Sisters filed out of the room in silence, and only the loud clang of the door shutting brought absolute silence once more. Once again, Eruka was left alone in silence to her thoughts, a bit nervous now that she knew she had to fight off having an accident actively. She couldn't remember ever having to go so bad that she had to actively keep herself from having an accident. So, just as a precaution, she adjusted herself so that she was sitting on the heel of her boot. It definitely was not the most comfortable position, but she didn't want to risk having some sort of accident in front of Maria. It was fifteen minutes before the Snake Witch spoke up again, looking down at Eruka with...eyes that were almost kind. That was scary. Eruka didn't like Medusa when she was being nice. "Eruka, make a run into town with me." The girl had to keep herself from groaning. It was no new job, as there was only so much you could do to make a medieval castle self sustaining. It wasn't uncommon that Eruka and Medusa had to go to the nearby town for things like food, laundry soap, toiletries, and other such things. "Now!? This is the worst time!" Eruka screams internally, but of course she wouldn't dare voice these thoughts. Instead, she flashed Medusa a smile and nods. "Sure thing Lady Medusa." she says, feigning pleasure at having an easy task for the day, "but do you mind if I take care of something first?" she asks, deciding to see if Lady Medusa was truly in a good mood, and feeling generous, or if this was somehow her punishment for showing up late. She had her answer when Medusa's eyes became narrow and angled, and she felt a sharp poke in her stomach. The poke and shock of the even itself brought back her desire to pee, making her tense up where she stood, all color draining from her face. "Uhm...never mind ribbit. I'm ready to leave when you are." The smaller witch smiles warmly, her eyes returning to normal as she opened the door with magic, motioning for Eruka to follow behind her. The girl had always wondered how Medusa was able to make her eyes do that, but she chalked it up to magic and left it at that. She followed Medusa through the stone corridors in near-silence, the only ambient noise being the clicking of her own boots on the floor, overpowering the soft padding of Medusa's bare feet on the ground. The two witches continued on in silence until they reached a staircase, that led up to a hidden entrance on the surface. Of course the smaller witch had no problem climbing the stairs, but Eruka, whose bladder had not let up on its desire to be emptied, gave her a sharp twinge every time she lifted her leg. As they reached the surface, the two girls had to climb out of a cellar and through several layers of bushes, then hide the entrance to the underground passage once again. Then, they had to walk through the woods until they found a small wooden building, inside of which were a collection of broomsticks, belonging to Eruka, Medusa, and The Mizune sisters. The two retrieved their respective broomsticks, and cast a few charms to hide them from sight, and put their soul protect on. Medusa climbed upon her broomstick, hanging both feet off of one side, and flying high into the air. Eruka, who had always rode her broomstick in a more traditional way, spread her legs to straddle the handle. As she did, she felt a sharp pang of pain in her bladder, and before she could react, she could feel a few tiny drops leak into her underwear. Thinking as quickly as she could, she found a way to put pressure on her crotch, by dropping hard onto her floating broomstick, wincing and making a small noise, tensing up in pain and gripping the handle of the broom in a vice grip. She had to sit there like that for a moment, leaning forward and pressing herself into the broomstick, before she felt the pain and the urge to pee fade away. Deciding she would stay like this for the whole ride, Eruka tugged her hat down over her forehead and hovered up high, taking off after Medusa. It took about twenty minutes of flying, but eventually, the two reached a nearby town where they usually bought all their things they needed for daily life. By now it was a routine procedure, the two witches landed in a dark secluded alleyway, and Medusa took the brooms further in to hide them. As soon as she smaller witch was around the corner, Eruka wrapper her legs around each other and bent her knees, making a quiet whimper noise. Her bladder began protesting as soon as she was off her broom, but with Medusa around, there wasn't much she could do but grin and bear it. She didn't want to find out what would happen if she began acting truly desperate in front of who was for all intents and purposes her master. This urge lasted longer than the others, and it didn't help that during her facade in front of Medusa, she had leaked a tiny leak into her underwear, and the warm, wet fabric was teasing her, tantalizing her with sweet relief. But, at last, she managed to get herself under control enough to walk around behind a dumpster, and remove a brick to retrieve a pile of money, which Medusa's snakes had been pickpocketing between now and the last time they came to town.Not long after, Medusa returned, and the two set off. The girls walked hand in hand as to draw as little suspicion as possible. After all, Medusa looked no older than seven, so it would be expected that she was under heavy supervision when out shopping in town. This meant Eruka had to appear to be leading, so she was setting the pace at which they walked, which was unbearably slow compared to how fast Medusa wanted to walk. The Frog Witch's strides were hindered by her pressing her thighs tightly together, in an effort to contain the contents of her swelling bladder. Luckily for her, the alley they landed in was near the convenience store they normally shopped at. Entering the store, she grabbed a basket, and began leading Medusa through the aisles. Ever so often, Medusa would tug on her hand, indicating that she needed to grab whatever they were currently standing in front of. Making their way through the aisles twice, once for the left side, and once for the right side, the woman told her to grab a few assorted food items, air freshener, laundry detergent, disposable silverware and paper plates, toilet paper and other toiletries, and a small package of pens. By the end of the trip through the mart, Eruka was absolutely dying to get back home and relieve herself, having to shift her weight around from foot to foot where she stood, and wiggle her hips back and forth, bending at the knees and clenching her hands when Medusa wasn't looking or holding her hand. Finally, it looked like they were ready to leave, when all of a sudden, Medusa yanked down on her arm. "Big sis! I have to pee!" Just the word made Eruka cringe. Medusa HAD to be messing with her. There was no way that this was coincidence. "heh...we...we have to get home to meet mom on time. Can't you hold it." Medusa tugged on Eruka's arm even harder, and the girl knew that this was no joke as she felt another sharp poke in her stomach. "No! I gotta pee now!" The girl sighs in defeat and nods, guiding Medusa over to the bathroom. Unfortunately, the convenience store's bathroom only accommodated one at a time. Medusa stepped inside, and made a show of telling Eruka not to come in, before shutting the door and locking it behind her, leaving the Frog Witch to wiggle around outside the door. "At least I can squirm freely out here." She thinks, allowing her legs to freely wrap around one another, dropping her hips low, and letting her but stick out a bit as she wiggles, bringing one leg up, letting it down, and bringing the other leg up in an obvious pee dance. Coupled with the time she had spent sleeping, and the time from last night, it had been nearly 14 hours since the last time Eruka had used the bathroom, and it was catching up with her hard. It only became worse when she heard the steady sound of liquid rushing into the toilet behind the door. Apparently, Medusa had not been lying, that, or she was being very evil and using something to pour water into the toilet. Whatever she was doing, it made Eruka's bladder spasm. She could feel urine rushing down, on its way out, and did the only thing she could think of. Throwing her hands down, she pushed her dress down between her tightly shut thighs, grabbing her crotch through the fabric, groaning and wiggling on the spot. "This is torture ribbit! I swear I'll never be late again!" she whimpers in her own head as tears form in the corners of her eyes. Things got even worse when, after a brief silence, Eruka heard the toilet flush. Again, she could feel a leak on its way out, but she could also hear the door opening at the same time. Doing the only thing she could think of, she opened her thighs a bit to let her dress out, and uncrossed her legs, pulling her hands out and folding them together in front of her. This action brought about consequence in the form of a heavy leak spurting out of her, soaking her underwear, which had all but dried out between then and her last leak. The blush on her face was undeniable, but Medusa made no comment on it as she took Eruka's hand again. Rushing as much as she could, she brought the older woman up to the check out counter, and began letting the cashier ring them up. "Is this your daughter?" The question was a shock to the poor Frog Witch, partially because she had not been expecting to be pulled into conversation with an employee, but also because she was slightly offended. What part of her made her look old enough to have a seven year old kid! What a b*tch! "Uhm...no. She's my sister Ribi....." Eruka ended her sentence with a cough to cover up her slip, forgetting about her verbal tick for a moment. It was always a pain whenever they came out that Eruka had to consciously keep herself from saying "ribbit" as she usually did, though now, with her focus divided, it was even more difficult to remember. The cashier blushed a bit, looking embarrassed. "Oh! I'm sorry!...its just..you don't really look alike." She apologizes (sort of) as she continues bagging up their stuff. Eruka nods and decides to let it go, allowing silence to fall between them again. "So...I like your hat." This girl was persistent. "thanks..." Eruka replied roughly, trying to get the girl to stop. "Where did you get it?" Eruka had to physically stop herself from snapping at the girl by biting her tongue momentarily, before speaking once more. "I made it." "Oh really! That's so cool! 87.88 is the total." Eruka quickly paid and grabbed the bags before the girl could ask any more questions. She was also rushing because she was sure that she could smell out the faintest hint of urine on herself. It may have just been because she was self conscious about her leak, but she didn't want to take that chance. As soon as they exited the store, she turned to head back into the alley, but she felt a familiar poke in her stomach, wincing and tensing up, shaking as the pain forced another leak out of her, warming her now-chilled crotch, and she could swear she felt a bit of wetness rolling down her pantyhose as well. "Sis! I'm hungry." The Frog Witch knew it would be no use arguing, so she sighed and turned around. She took Medusa's hand again and let her lead the way, picking the restaurant. The older witch settled on a smaller diner, which Eruka was almost grateful for. She wanted to sit down, figuring it would be easier to hold back her pent-up pee that way, and wondering if she could find a way to use the restaurant's bathroom. Once inside, they were quickly seated by a pretty-looking waitress with sandy blonde hair bound back into a ponytail. She led them to a booth by a window in a non-smoking section of the diner, and as soon as Medusa was situated in her booster seat, Eruka wasted no time asking her question. "Excuse me miss, where's the bathroom?" she asks, standing with her legs locked tight together, setting their bags down on the outside of the table. The young woman only shakes her head. "Sorry dear, but some hooligans came in earlier and trashed the bathrooms. We have them both closed off until we can get someone in there to repair them." Of course, why had she expected anything different? Resigning herself to at least another hour of torture, Eruka slid in across from Medusa, keeping her thighs locked tightly together. Even if Medusa hadn't known she needed to go, she definitely knew now, and Eruka was confident that she would find some way to make the next hour torturous for her. The woman set a menu down in front of Eruka, and children menu with a coloring mat on it in front of Medusa, before she pulled out a notepad. "Any drinks to start off?" Eruka felt her heart sank. Just the thought of consuming liquid made a sharp pain rush through her lower body. She crossed her legs tight, wincing. "Uhm...c-could we have a minute?" She asks, wanting to compose herself before dealing with the question again. Medusa made a pouting face, but the woman nods and leaves them to look at their menus. Figuring that it was important she at least try to look natural, Eruka opened up her menu, and immediately regretted it with every fiber of her being. Her eyes were assaulted with imagery of liquids sloshing around in tall glasses with droplets of condensation dripping down them. Blushing bright red, Eruka felt a hot rush of liquid between her legs, pee spurting out of her, soaking through her underwear and running between her thighs. Immediately, she tenses her muscles, stopping the liquid, and pushed a hand between her thighs, pushing her dress down with it, pressing directly into her crotch, crossing her legs over her hand, and bending forward, gritting her teeth,and shutting her eyes tight. "Oh God! Please no! Ribbit! Please stop! I'm wetting my pants! I can't! Ribbit!" she thinks, mentally panicking over her large leak. It hurt so much that tears came to her eyes, the burning and stinging of urine right behind her womanhood, begging to be released. Naturally, these movements caught Medusa's attention. "What's 'sa matter big sis!?" She asks, feigning a look of concern. Eruka swallows nervously. "N-nothing...Sis is fine..." Medusa flashed the witch an evil smirk, and then looked down, continuing to color. The sight made Eruka's stomach twist and sink. She knew. She knew and was punishing her with this torture. The young witch bit her lip and fought back tears as she managed to hold back the flood. Eruka watched Medusa grow distracted with the coloring, as apparently some of Rachael, the original owner of the little girl body, had rubbed off on her. She took advantage of this distraction, and reached under her dress, shimmying in her seat and pulling down her pantyhose to inspect the damage. She knew it wasn't going to be good when she saw a glistening dark mark on them. Next, she took her hand away from her crotch, shaking and clenching her muscles to fight off another leak, as apparently her body didn't appreciate the sudden lack of pressure. She grimaced, seeing that there was a small wet spot on the front of her dress, right on one of the white dots, leaving a little bit of yellow discoloration. The sight made her have a revelation. She was sitting on the back of her dress! If she leaked anymore, she's probably end up putting a wet spot on it. She couldn't leak anymore, lest she have to walk out of here in shame. Finally, she made sure nobody was looking, and lifted her dress, revealing grey panties, with white polka dots and trim, matching the color scheme of her dress. The sight wasn't very pretty. The crotch of her panties was darkened to a near-black color, and the polka dots inside the wet patch were an off-yellow color. Swallowing nervously, Eruka sniffled, fending off the urge to cry, and grimaced as she smelled the faint scent of urine wafting up from her lap. Immediately, she let her dress fall again and pulled her pantyhose back up, not wanting anyone to smell pee on her. It was lucky she did it when she did too, as the waitress returned at that exact moment, wanting to know what they wanted. The Frog Witch was at a complete loss. She wasn't hungry, and didn't want to eat anything, potentially bloating her stomach and worsening her problem, but she knew that Medusa would probably call her out on it if she didn't order anything. "W...water...just water..." Just saying the word made Eruka's abdomen throb and scream out in protest. The woman writes it down and turns to Medusa, asking what she wanted in a sweet and fluttery voice. "Grilled Cheese and Lemonade!" The smaller girl answered. Eruka paled and sank down in her seat, squirming under the table and crossing her legs tight. It just HAD to be lemonade! The woman writes it down and heads away, and Medusa returned to her coloring mat, and Eruka was busying herself with trying to picture anything other than a glass of yellow liquid. "Ribbit! Ooooo...I gotta peeee....gotta hold it....gotta hold it...." After a short time, the Waitress comes back with their drinks. Eruka couldn't force herself to look at it, having to grab herself with both hands under the table, pressing hard into her crotch just to contain the flood. "Look sissy!" Eruka looks up as Medusa waves down her attention, then immediately pales once again. Medusa was putting her straw in her drink, putting her finger over the top, pulling it out, removing her finger, and letting the yellow liquid spill back out into the glass. Eruka felt another leak spurt out and through her panties and pantyhose, this time soaking her dress, She shuddered and tenses as hard as she could, grabbing her crotch as hard as she could, gritting her teeth and nearly doubling over. The warm leaks teased her, tortured her. The gently trickling drops running down to the bottom of the seat, soaking into the back of her panties, tickling the bottom of her butt crack, it was all begging her for release, making it unbearable. "P...please stop Ribbit!" Eruka pleads out loud. Medusa almost seemed surprised by the sudden outburst, but them smirks evilly, her eyes changing shape once more as she goes to replace the straw, just as their waitress returns with her food. "oopsie!" Medusa "accidentally" thrust the straw into the cup too hard, sending the yellow-colored drink toppling over and spilling all over the table. The waitress gasps and pouts. "Oh no! Don't worry, I'll get this cleaned up and get another one out to you right away miss.....miss?....Oh my god!" The waitress had been apologizing to Eruka, who just had her head down, appearing to be crying. It was all too much. As the yellow liquid fell, Eruka's face lit up bright red. Both hands were buried in her crotch as she leaned over the table, letting out a long, heavy breath. A sigh of relief. She could feel her bladder contract hard, seeing all the yellow liquid spilled all over, and felt another leak spurt into her underwear, running down between her thighs and into the seat of her clothes again. Then she leaked again, longer, sending the wet spot on her panties nearly up to the front waistband, and further across her butt, making the wet spot where she was holding her dress to her crotch spread out to about the size of a softball. Another leak, and another, the smell of urine became obvious, and it was here that the waitress screamed out, realizing what was happening. Eruka could feel liquid tickling her rear end, the backs of her thighs as well. She was sitting in a small puddle. And then all control was lost. All at once, a muffled, yet still considerably loud, hissing sound came from Eruka's lap. The waitress' scream had attracted the attention of all the patrons around them, and they watched as urine came pouring out of Eruka's tired lips, soaking the front of her dress. A puddle became visible, spreading out under her butt, a second wet spot crawling up the back of her dress, darkening the grey fabric and leaving the white dots a pale yellow color. The puddle then begins spilling over, pee splattering to the floor at Eruka's feet, as well as spilling down the backs of her legs, to form a second puddle on the floor, and start filling her boots with the hot liquid. The urine filled her boots all the way up to her calves, leaving her standing ankle deep in her own pee. Finally, the hissing died down, as the smell of pee began to move to other tables, making people hold their nose, or comment on it, or outright get up and leave. People looking at her were either sympathetic, pitying her, or absolutely disgusted, yelling at her, calling her disgusting. "Sissy had an accident!" Medusa announces, only making it worse. The seat was completely and utterly soaked. There was a puddle of urine underneath Eruka's ass, as well as on the floor around her feet. Her panties, and her dress were absolutely ruined, and her boots probably were too. The waitress was torn between going to get her manager and staying to comfort the girl, despite how disgusting she might be right now. Eruka was silent, sliding out of the booth, standing up. The front of her dress had a giant wet mark on the front, and leftover drops were sent rolling down her soaked pantyhose-clad legs, down into her boots. Another wet spot spread all the way from the top of her hips to the bottom off the dress in the back, widening the further down it went. She leaned over in silence, tears streaming from her eyes, unfastening Medusa's booster seat. "Can we go home ribbit~?" she asks, her voice cracking as she fought to keep from breaking down in sobs in the middle of the diner. Medusa nods, and Eruka picks her up, setting her down and holding her hand, and picking up their shopping bags. "Tell your boss I'm sorry." She says, thrusting the rest of the leftover money into the Waitresses hand and leaving without a word, rushing Medusa outside. As soon as they were out, Eruka broke down in sobs and tears, crying openly as she walked down the street with Medusa in tow, wiping her eyes on her forearm, wanting to avoid her urine soaked hand. She began to shiver as the outside air began to dry out her clothes, leaving her with cold, wet clothes that smelled like pee. The two girls wordlessly made their way back to the alley, mounting their brooms and flying home. Eruka had to deal with the disgusting feeling of wet clothes squishing into her as she rode her broom. She would likely have to wash off her broomstick after this as well. After another twenty minutes of flying, the girls arrived at their hiding spot for the brooms. Putting them away, they again had to make the trek through the woods, and fight through the bushes and cellar doors, and then navigate the corridors back to the main castle, before they finally ended up outside Eruka's room. For the longest time, Eruka had been following Medusa, assuming she would berate her, or punish her in some way, but once they were outside the Frog Witch's room, the smaller girl stopped, which made Eruka stop in turn. She looks over her shoulder with evil, spiteful eyes, but a playful, satisfied grin. "Don't be late again." (I hope this has less grammar errors than the last one and is all in all more pleasant to read. Like I said, I haven't decided if I want to do this for all my fics or not yet, but it partially depends on feedback and reception of this one! I hope you enjoyed it! <^-^>)
  18. sername

    First Experience

    I first discovered this, quite late in life but I suspect it was always latent in me. I am not remotely into scat of any kind but I find an accidental, desperate wetting - and occasionally, a knicker-pooping – an enormous turn on. It’s the sheer naughtiness and feeling of witnessing the ‘forbidden’ that is so beguiling. On a business trip in East Africa a few years ago (I was 36) - work very successfully completed - a female colleague and I were encouraged to stay in Nairobi for a few days of networking and entertaining our new clients. As well as being a office-mate, Kristen and I had mutual friends in London: we had known each other for over four years and had often socialised after work or found ourselves invited to the same parties etc. Staying at The Norfolk - a famous, low-rise, old colonial hotel, laid out around quiet courtyard gardens - we had carte blanche from the boss back home, to be pretty lavish in our entertaining. Months of hard work over, a great deal closed, Kristen and I in everyone's good books: we were relieved, relaxed and in holiday mood. One evening we took our clients to the Karen Club we where dined 'til late. Our Kenyan clients and their wives - the ice broken and wine flowing liberally - teased the two us mercilessly about our being in our thirties and still. All evening, they made great sport of trying to pair us off: the laughter (and our blushes) never let-up. Kristen was 34, blonde, and had a full, womanly figure. Unmarried but liked by all, there was a little of the Bridget Jones character about her (save that Kristen had brains: a first from Cambridge, already a ‘name’ and sought-after in her profession, a stellar career lay ahead). At about midnight, our cars arrived and - after warm farewells - we departed. We had a half-hour drive ahead of us. Nervously giggling on the way, Kristen confided that she was "Absolutely dying for a wazz": I thought nothing of it until we arrived at our hotel when it became clear she was very uncomfortable and was quite curt with the night receptionist in the (virtually empty) foyer. Impatient to get to her room, key finally in hand, she said she'd come across to my room for a nightcap in a moment but "Wanted to freshen-up and get out of these bastard heels". With that she literally minced off ahead of me, across the dimly lit grass 'quad'. I turned to go to my own room when I heard Kristen – some 30m away - loudly hiss some curse or other and I called out: “You OK?” Walking over, I found Kristen standing in the shadows under a bougainvillea - knock-kneed and tottering on her heels – with a face like thunder and almost tearful. She saw me appear and simply said - very crossly - "I've had an accident!". She had half rucked-up her light summer dress and was gripping the hem with clench fists pressed against her thighs. She snapped “Go and open my bloody door!” (only a short step away along a cloistered but better-lit walkway) and - taking the key - I noticed in the half-light that she had clearly peed herself; her calves were glistening and was standing in a puddle of her own making. “No! Quick! Walk behind me!” and with that, she waddled on ahead of me, towards the room. She was furious. Trying to deflect the full force of her ire (which I felt was being somewhat unfairly directed, straight at me) and yet remain helpful and gallant, I said something utterly witless like: “No worries - it isn’t the end of the world”. We had arrived at her door and Kristen literally spat back it me: “I’ve had a real accident, you prat!. I've pooed in my knickers: they’re nearly falling down my legs!". She pushed past me as soon as I had turned the key and firmly closed the door in my face. I was dumbstruck. I strolled back across the quad, feeling bemused and somehow, strangely guilty. The only person on the quad was the outside bartender and - seeing him - I decided to have a nightcap alone, under the night sky in the garden. I considered whether (and if so, when and how) I should check to see if Kristen was OK. However, about half an hour later Kristen appeared – wet haired, clearly showered and sorted – wearing a tee shirt and shorts. I played the ‘nothing happened’ card, poured her a drink and started talking about the dinner and our clients. Kristen went with the charade for a few moments but then, suddenly and very matter-of-factly, looked me straight in the eye and said firmly: “Look. I’m very embarrassed about this. Please promise to keep it to yourself”. After seemingly endless assurances, making light of the whole situation and telling her I wouldn’t dream of repeating the episode to a soul, she relaxed a little and finally smiled for the first time. We got quite tipsy and talked for an hour or so. Kristen confided that she realized she wouldn’t make it to her room and was about to pee in her knickers so nipped into the shadows to take a squat. In her own words she blurted-out “I thought it was a fart! My bladder simply gave way and I completely filled my knickers! I couldn’t help it.” At about 2.00 we decided to turn-in and Kristen – serious again – asked for my assurance one more time that I would “Be a gentleman and keep schtum”. I earned a platonic but nevertheless very warm and fond kiss from Kristen, when we said goodnight and returned to our own rooms. I kept my word until now. It’s a vivid memory which will stay with me, always.
  19. So, hello everyone it's me Luna Love, and it's actually been a long time since I shared one of my stories with you guys...I'm also gonna share something I actually have not told anyone from this site :P First off, back a month or so ago I believe is when I posted a old story of mine involving my friends and a sleep over with quite a dare xD... Well, I guess I should just say it nothing to be ashamed of, shortly after the events of the story maybe 3 months or so, me and Avary started to date *blush*... Me and her have been dating ever since all these years late :)... Well this story I'm about to share with you guys involves Avary. So moving on, to set the scene This happened only two weeks after me and Avary started to get involved in out relationship. Me and her as a normal couple hung out with each other quite a bit. Most of our friends knew me and her where now both as we call it bisexual, and or lesbian since no one really knew if we would stay together as Lesbian or still like guys. Okay enough of the little back story and whatnot, onto the actual events that took place :)... It was a little trip to the movies as all normal friends/couples would do for fun or a date. Well, I don't quite remember the movie we went and saw it was some mushy love story crap, which honestly I was, and still am not very into as much as normal girls. Well, it started off with me picking her up at her house, and this time I decided I wouldn't wear a diaper mainly because I had this naughty little idea of pleasing Avary with lets say a little accident. Avary herself was kinda into Omorashi herself which is I guess why I was attracted to her, since all my friends accepted my issues with my bladder and so on, but Avary was the only one I knew off to actually enjoy seeing me have accidents and thought it was cute of me xD... So, once we got to the movies we bought the tickets and course For my plan to work I had to buy a large coke, because you know if it was not already hard enough for me to avoid wetting myself through a Two hour movie, may as well add a sugary beverage to speed up the process and make sure I have a accident. I bought one, and Avary bought one as well since she was thirsty she claimed at that time. We got into the theater and took our seats about 5 minutes before the previews where to start, and to my pleasure me and Avary where the only ones in the theater besides a middle aged women all the way in the back. The movie started after like ten minutes of previews and by then I had drank half my coke, and could already feel it filling my bladder. The movie was moving along fast at the beginning until it got to it's slow romantic mushy stuff blah blah blah, it was like 45 minutes into the film and I was pretty un interested by it's content. I looked over at Avary who had finished her coke, while I had slowed down on drinking hoping to maybe wait until we where outside the theater to do my naughty little accident. What shocked me a little looking over at her was she was squirming around in her seat holding her crotch with one hand. To me I knew she had to pee and I wondered why she just didn't go use the bathroom. Although at the time I didn't say anything for me she looked so cute doing this I didn't want to stop her. I finally had finished my coke fully by the time the movie was maybe 20 minutes till ending, and I honestly had to pee very badly, I was sitting there squirming slightly but nothing to obvious because I didn't want to give it away to Avary, who at this point was still sitting there squiring with a hand in her crotch, the other hand was on top of mine since we started to hold hands after a little scene in the movie *blush*... Honestly nothing exciting happened until the end of the film by then the middle aged women had left and it was just me and Avary left in the theater as the credits roled ever so slowly... It was still dark, and my bladder by now was aching and ready to be relieved of it's duties of holding my over sized load of pee. I thought I wanted to leave and get to the parking lot before I had my little accident in front of her... Well, I whispered to Avary something like alright cutsie let's get out of here (my way of flirting *blush*)... She looked up at me with her heart melting eyes and said “Ummm, I-i-i can't get up...” I asked her what was wrong and then she moaned and shoved two hands into her crotch, and several moments later she looked up at me and smiled, and got up as I saw a large wet spot all over the crotch of her jeans... I stared at her in shock can't believing she just had an accident in front of me... What she did next was even more shocking... She kissed me on the lips... the kiss lasted a good fifthteen seconds. All the time we where kissing my bladder gave away from shock, and the fact I was to distracted from the kiss. I felt the warmth flow out of my bladder and mix with the warmth of the pee from Avary's accident I was warm all over from my lower regions being flooded with pee and the upper body of Avary's warm body, and all the way up to my lips from the kiss... After we stopped kissing I was still peeing as I held Avary in my arm, she whispered in my ear saying “wait you had a accident?” seeing as she figured I had a diaper on since I usally do. I finally stopped peeing into my pants after maybe 30 seconds. Maybe two minutes went by of me and Avary standing there in a warm hug, the warmth on my crotch was still there and all the love I felt was so much. Finally the lights came on in the theater and me and Avary left and went to the parking lot... Once I got to the car I couldn't help but reach over to Avary and kiss her on the cheek, and I don't know about Avary but I re wet my pants with a little something other than pee... :) Well, that is my story I hope you guys enjoyed... I honestly still think it was the best day of my life, it was the first kiss I shared with someone of the same sex as me, and it was the first time I had a accident along with Avary... Thank you for reading and have a wonderful day <3 Luna
  20.   Well, I did promise weird stories, didn't I? I suppose it's best to start with this one, as it's fairly short as far as my writing goes. Fair warning, this does not involve humans. They're robots. Yes, omo robots. That's my thing. If that's too weird for you, and I can totally understand why it would be, feel free to turn back now. These two are the main characters in a little fictional universe I created that has an incredibly complicated backstory which I'm sure you have no interest in, but just know that I've made it so that they have basic human needs, as they're built to be as humanoid as possible. And on of those needs is the need to use the bathroom, as you'll see. I'd also like to apologize of the guy in the story seems a bit off, being a girl makes writing from a guys perspective a matter of guesswork... not to mention my skills at writing in general are quite lacking, as you'll also see... And with that, on with the story! Tide was only a few steps away from reaching the top of the steep staircase when she stopped dead in her tracks, forcing Skye to halt just behind her. Both confused and worried by the desperate femmes immobilization mere meters from the restroom, the mech reached out questioningly. "Tide?" The femme didn't move from her current position, trembling with her thighs squeezed together and her hands pressed against the metal front of her skirt. A loud keen of pain passed her lips, and she stooped down, sinking on the spot. Unsure of what to do and with his face uncomfortably close to the femmes behind, Skye tried to get her attention again. "Ti-" The full name didn't even have a chance to pass his lips when the femmes metal skirt retracted in a flash, sliding into a belt like sheath on her waist. The sight of her bared pelvic plating sent a shock through the mech. He'd always hoped to see the femme beneath her secondary covering, but this was hardly the time, place, or manner in which he'd expected to do so. Before he'd even had a chance to recover from his initial surprise, he heard the familiar clicks of pelvic plating unhinging automatically, and he only had time to widen his optics when he realized what was about to happen. With a heavy clatter, the femmes silver covering fell between her legs, the end dangling off the step she was standing on. Pump pounding, the mech could just stare at her fully exposed femmehood and aft, so close he would only need to step forward, lean upward and they would be touching his face. His optics swept down her smooth, sculpted aft and locked on the delicate, virginal lips, completely untouched and glistening with lubricants from her struggle. The soft blue folds were swollen from the massive torrent that was waiting to spray from her valve, and he saw a few escaping beads intermingling with her other fluids. So engrossed was the mech that he didn't notice her cry out in defeat as she squatted and bent her knees, forming a diamond between her legs as her body forced her to submit to the inevitable. He did, however, immediately see her lips part on their own accord, giving him a full view of her valve, port entrance, and pleasure bud. A single, yellow drop fell from the femme, coming to a rest on her metallic underwear below. Realization dawned on the mech, and his entire faceplate lit up. She, the femme of his dreams, was fulfilling his greatest and most secret fantasy; peeing in front of his very optics. Had he been thinking clearly, Skye would have jumped to her aide, perhaps carrying her the short distance to the restroom. But, as enraptured as he was, the mech couldn't bring himself to move, and he only watched his fantasies become reality. A single squirt was all that got by at first, sailing down to join the drop and pool in the curve of her plating still resting between her feet. A thin, broken trickle followed, squeezing out between her lips to patter against the metal and run down the inside of her thighs in broken dribbles. Almost too quickly to see, the thin tinkling thickened and increased in pace, forcing her exhausted valve to open and let the waterfall escape. A loud hiss accompanied the torrent of pee, and was matched only by the pattering as the stream collided with the plating that her body had, ironically, thrown off to avoid getting it wet. The pee collected quickly beneath her, and the puddle soon overran the brim of the stair to flow down onto the next and so on, creating a waterfall that ran down the stairs and through the mechs legs. An open window at the top of the stairs let in a ray of sunlight as the clouds conveniently parted outside, shining bright, midday light straight into the stream. Skye felt his jaw slack as the clear yellow fluid became sparkling gold in the sunlight, illuminating every precious drop that was squirting from the femme. He could now see the rivulets that had broken away from the main stream flowing down the femmes legs, hot and steaming from being pent up as they raced down to the floor. Their crisscrossing trails made the femmes silver thighs glisten, and the mech could feel the warmth radiating from them as the urine continued to flow. Creators, he just wanted to reach out and feel it, if only for a moment. But what little common sense he still possessed kept him back, and he remained a spectator. The femme, however, was not enjoying herself as such. With a thousand yard stare, she could only stand immobile as she continued to relieve herself against her will. Clenching and unclenching her fists, she tried to comprehend her situation. Hot pee continued to flow from her hole and run down her legs, making thinking quite difficult in the haze of relief. She was peeing herself, and not only that, but her boyfriends unfortunate face was only inches from the spectacle. Creators, she could only imagine his look of horror, or worse, disgust, as she she continued to pee on his staircase. But, despite all of that, she suddenly became aware of how little shame or embarrassment she felt in spite of her initial horror. Instead, at that moment, with her burden flooding out of her in a warming rush, she could feel only ecstasy. The hot urine cascading down her legs and squirting to the floor brought relief that she'd never known, sending waves of tingling, near orgasmic pleasure throughout her body. In the deep recesses of her mind, she'd always had a fascination with these kinds of things, and to have it happen in reality felt wonderfully forbidden. In an instant, the stream slowed as her body stopped pushing on its own and just let the pee flow, even though she was far from done. Biting her lip, the femme looked down her stomach at the now sluggish stream, watching as it arced lazily to the floor and spattered upon contact. Feeling a rush of bravery in her haze of ecstasy, she threw caution to the wind, spreading her legs and lifting her aft into the air. Biting her lip, she closed her optics, took a breath, and pushed. Immediately, the stream tinkling from her valve thickened into a spray, sending droplets flying as it split into multiple, thinner rivulets. The femme moaned shakily as her own pee flowed down her legs, quivering as she looked down to see the powerful jet gushing from between her thighs. A few squirts slipped back between the cheeks of her aft, delighting her with tickling warmth and making her shudder as it dripped off of her behind to trickle down the back of her thighs. Shaking once he saw that Tide was enjoying herself as well, Skye could only fight the urge to begin pleasuring himself on the spot, and instead just continued to watch. Another moan slipped out of her as she pushed again, thighs trembling as the massive torrent surged out of her tiny valve and teased her pleasure node. Feeling her bladder tank hit fifty percent capacity, she let out a sigh, hugging herself in her haze of delight. Watching the show with wide optics, the mech closed them for a moment to focus only on the symphony of delightful sounds that went along with it. The hissing, trickling, dripping, squirting, pattering, gasping and moaning alone were enough to make him very aware of a growing rush beneath his own plating, and he opened his optics to watch once more. For the first time, the stream began to fluctuate, losing its wild spray and thinning into a single arc that pattered against her drenched plating on the floor. Looking back to her femme parts, Skye couldn't help but admire her lips once more, and how they appeared even more appealing while squirting out a stream. Now panting from her efforts, Tide squeezed down on her near empty tank, feeling true relief and clarity settling in as she finished her accident after nearly two minutes of peeing. A sense of weariness filled her, making the previous sensations of pleasure and ecstasy fade enough for her to become aware of notably less positive emotions growing within her. As the urine flow slowed to an almost delicate tinkle and finally into fluctuated squirts, a deep sense of shame, disgust, and horror filled her. She was naked from her waist down, her boyfriend was right behind her, she was moments from a perfectly usable bathroom, and she was peeing herself. And, worst of all, she had liked it. Humiliation like nothing she'd ever known surged through her, making hot tears drip down her cheeks just as the last few drops of pee fell from her valve. Like a little podling, she'd had an accident, and was now dripping in her own puddle. The once warm pee coating her from the waist down lost its heat in the open air, and literally acted as a chilling reminder to what she'd just done. A choking sob came up from her throat as the full implications settled in. Skye probably hated her now, and most certainly would never want to talk to her again. Cold air over her port reminded her of how exposed she was, and how her position had given the mech a full view of her now former privates. She started crying in full as she lowered her skirt to cover her shame, and the noise was enough to wake Skye from his daze. Snapping up, the mech realized with horror how mortified the timid femme must have been, and he immediately went to her side. Looking to her tear stained face, he was immediately filled with regret and shame. Fragging idiot, all you had to do was carry her! But no, you just sat back and got a good peek, how noble of you... "I-I'm sor-ry. I d-didn't mean to..." Tide sobbed, squeezing her optics shut and not daring to look at him. "I just c-couldn't hold it anym-more. I'm s-so sorry..." "Hey, hey it's okay..." he soothed, putting his hands on her shoulders to steady her. "It's alright. Almost veryone has an accident at some point... It's nothing to be ashamed of..." The tiny femme didn't seem to draw any comfort from the words, so he decided to start making amends for his lack of action. "Come on babe, let's get you cleaned off..." There is more after this, but as it's unfinished and fairly... intimate, I wasn't sure if I could post it or if anyone would even be interested. If you are, message me and I'll send you the rest when it's done. Again, I'd like to apologize if this is awful, I'm not exactly a very talented writer. ^^;
  21. File Name: GHW-07 File Submitter: wetotter File Submitted: 20 Mar 2013 File Category: Videos / Movies / Clips (Female) Clothing: Various Wetting Type: Accident Wetting Scenario: Various GHW = Mature Woman Omorashi Another of the Giga GHW 01-07 bunch... Click here to download this file
  22. All my images from this artist :D Touhou wetting.zip
  23. SDMS-698 Onesho Part 1 The bedwetting punishment Submitted by: chazzi Submission Date: : 14 Oct 2012 Category: Videos / Movies / Clips (Female) Clothing: Pajamas Wetting Type: Accident Wetting Scenario: Staged/Scripted Wetting This is the first part of two, extracted of the whole video. I upload the second part, "the revenge", later if you like this one, the rest of the video is only interviews in japanese language I put the screenshot in a comic way.., hope you like, and sorry for the mistakes and squirting with your wonderful language, but i think in spanish you don't understand it better Tell me if you like it, i can reach a orgasm if a I got 5 positive reviews!! Chazzi Click here to download this file
  24. ilovethesea

    malefemale home accident

    Hi guys, Last year I was sharing a house with four girls. Just saying, cool right? Well not always. Like this time I'll share with you now. It was a hot summer day, and I had been out all night (working) so I arrived home in the morning really exhausted. As always I went directly to bed for a few hours rest before classes. While at work I usually drink tons of water, I guess it somehow helps staying awake or at least makes me feel fresher, also is a good way to avoid headaches, to keep hydrated. I used the bathroom before leaving work, so I knew I didn't have to use it before sleeping, I wasn't even going to sleep that much anyway so as I said, directly to bed. suddenly I woke up bursting, like my bladder hurting but I was dead inside, half asleep and I though 'maybe I can hold a bit longer if I simply focus on resting' and I went back to sleep. I woke up a little later, and decided to go to the bathroom. I got up, every movement super uncomfortable, got dressed (as I said, only girls in the house) and went to the bathroom but before I got to my room's door, I heard the girl from the room in front of mine opening the door, walking to the bathroom, and closing the door - which was right in front of my room's door itself. 'OK', I thought, 'let's hope it's fast'. Then I heard the shower and I knew I was fucked. I mean, I was already into wetting, watching videos and reading stuff, but I had never had the experience myself yet. Apart from that one night out, but that was on a different level, the way I see it. So there I was, hopping for the best. And I gotta say, peeing yourself in a house you share with four other people isn't what you really want to do. Not me at least, given that I never told anyone about this fetish. I already knew our shower takes its time to warm, I knew she usually also took her time in the bathroom, so I knew I had at least a solid 45 minutes wait ahead of me. In all my discomfort I tried to find what to do, I turned on my hi-fi, my laptop and started working on a paper I had to get going, but sitting still wasn't helping on my bladder. At a point I was just walking from one side to the other in my bedroom and texting my girlfriend (now ex) explaining what was going on. She told me to pee in the kitchen sink - of course I thought of that - but it was a disaster, the whole week dishes were there and besides, if one of the girls walked in on me wetting in the sink they cook, come on.. it's probably not that cool. So we were just talking about this and then she said it 'look if you gotta go, don't be in pain, just go, how messy can that be!?' (she didn't know about my fetish yet, I actually used this situation to tell her after). I said 'I'm not just gonna piss in my room's floor' and she said 'don't, piss on the carpet by the bed and then you wash it' but I knew there was going to be a lot of pee and a carpet would mean nothing, I didn't want to get pee under my bed, that would be a challenge to clean, my bed was kind of stuck to the floor, the whole of it. Then I started feeling little drops of pee coming out and I grabbed my dick really hard (as I used to as a child - for later) and I have no idea how much time spent at this point, the 45 min for sure had. I texted her 'she didn't even stopped showering yet, I think I'm gonna piss myself, this is becoming unbearable' to what she responded 'just do, don't be in pain, go on a towel, at least half of it will be in your clothes and the rest won't escape from the towel'. And yes!! That was an idea!! I prepared everything just in case. But having her telling me to piss myself kind of made me horny (which actually eased the whole thing a tiny bit) so I asked (trying not to give me away too much) 'yeah, what would you even think of that!!?' and she told me that I kind of didn't really have much more options, as long as nobody saw me taking everything to the washing I should be fine, and as for her, she was having her fun with all that. Damn that got me going, but being discovered by my housemates wasn't an option and I heard the bathroom door. So as I wasn't so in pain any more because of my half boner, I still took the time to text 'she's out, going in for the kill!' and as I stood up I fell piss coming out of me. I grabbed my dick again, didn't dare to move, it suddenly got pretty serious. I was in my room, incapable of moving, crazy to go pee, and already with a patch on my shorts. As I tried to grab myself harder and walk to my door, I felt a bigger dis-control on my boxers and shorts and I stood still again. Now I was on my towels moving up and down, trying to find the strength to get to the toilet, and I probably just made it impossible with this movement, cause when I finally reached for the door with my already wet hand, having the other one grabbing my dick, my bladder completely gave in and a big stream of piss completely soaked my shorts and made a puddle on the floor. I couldn't really stop it, I was wetting myself beside my bed and my room's door. The towel were on the other side of the room (away from the bed and the door, for obvious reasons) and I walked to them, half wetting myself, half holding it in. Then I just laid on the towel and stopped trying to hold it in. I finally just let go and pissed all over. It took some minutes too. First, maybe because of so much holding, no idea, I couldn't control my pee but it was like it didn't want to come out either. Then I finally felt a firm warm thread on my shorts and shirt. The towel wasn't much of a great work either, my carpet was half wet, I had pee on my floor, and I decided to just lay there for a while until all was over and I laid until I heard nothing in the house. They all had left to work or classes and I had cleaning to do. I texted my girlfriend saying I peed all over myself and that I was going to clean it 'now'. She asked me for pics, I was wet to my neck, and told her why. She thought all of it was just hilarious. I proceeded to clean everything in my wet clothes and then jumped in the tub, jerked off and showered in my clothes (to give a pre cleaning, then I finished showering without them) apart from the pics I sent her, there are no other records of this, and as we're not together at the moment, she probably didn't keep them either. But I would be glad to share more of these stories. Eventually pics or vids, as I recently started to pee myself if my roomate (also a girl) is out for the weekend or something. You guys let me know if anyone is interested!! Thanks for reading.