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  1. 4,071 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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  2. 762 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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  3. 2,834 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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  4. Version 0.7.0.3

    6,819 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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  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. 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. 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. 1,706 downloads

    Hello again, here is an old video, I have two with the same topic (cute japanese girl wetting in school trip), I will post the other one as soon as possible, by moment enjoy this one. DESCRIPTION: A group of students are in a school trip, one of the girls is desperate for a toilet, but there are some bears out of the bus and they can not leave the veicle, guess what happened .

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  9. 1,435 downloads

    Update: EnragedFilia has uploaded a translated version of this game, so you might want to download that version to same some hassle. A new teacher is excited to be starting her new job teaching at an all girls school. The school is famous for it's beautiful waterfall, which turns naturally yellow in autumn. Only upon arriving does she learn that the waterfall has a diuretic effect on the school's teachers and students, and is especially powerfull on those who have not yet been accustomed to it. Play through different story arcs of her first day teaching. See if she can make it through the day without wetting herself. The original game file is in Japanese, so you will probably need a translator (such as chiitrans) to play it. Requirements: -RPG Maker VX RTP -Japanese System Locale -translator (chiitrans) I didn't create this game, but you can read it's wiki page here.

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  10. 2,263 downloads

    Some accidents from a bizarre and amazing view, never see something like this

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  11. 1,121 downloads

    Okay..okay.. 5 public wetting video . what are the chances that 5 of them are all repost . >:D (video 480p.)

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  12. wetotter

    GHW-02

    747 downloads

    Giga GHW = Mature Woman Omorashi Last of the GHW 01-07 bunch... I may have a few more of this series and will post them when I find that disc.

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  13. wetotter

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    GHW = Mature Woman Omorashi More of the GHW 01-07 bunch...

    Free

  14. 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."
  15. (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! <^-^>)
  16. The women's bathroom in the police headquarters was much smaller than the men's. This was largely due to the fact that the police force consisted of far more men than women, but that didn't mean that the women didn't play a large role in maintaining peace in Republic City. The chief of police was a woman, after all. Toph wasn't fond of the fact that the bathrooms were so small. It usually wasn't a problem, but when it was a problem, it was usually when Toph was coming back from patrol and had been holding it for a good part of the day. She was considering having a private bathroom added to her office, but she hadn't quite made it to that point yet. Patrol was one of Toph's favourite parts of the job. It was usually when she had the most opportunity to put her bending skills to use, and if there was one thing Toph Beifong liked doing, it was bending. Unfortunately today, patrol wasn't as great as she was willing to admit. As her patrol had been coming to an end there had been a robbery at the bank. The thieves were already making a run for it by the time Toph had gotten there and she'd made quick pursuit. But these had been smart thieves and they knew what Republic City's chief of police was all about. All of their attacks had been directed at Toph's feet, and while the earthbender was skilled when it came to dodging attacks, one or two had made contact. Her seismic sense was a little fuzzy by the end of it all and her feet hurt like crazy, but the thieves went down and Toph was able to bring them back to headquarters, even if the walk back had been a little slow. She'd been out on the streets for some time now and had to admit that she needed the bathroom pretty bad by that point. In short, Toph was uncomfortable and grumpy, and nobody wanted to mess with a grumpy Toph. When she got to the headquarters she handed off her prisoners to be put in cells, but one of her officers stopped her before she could head to the bathroom. "Chief, your feet are bleeding!" he exclaimed. "Ya, I figured." "You should sit down while we get someone to bandage them up." He was right. Walking hurt right now and while she wanted to find herself a toilet, it could wait until someone cleaned her up and made sure she didn't get an infection from walking on the bathroom floor. An infection in her feet would make her life pretty miserable. The staff medic was quick in getting to her, though Toph noted that he was a little flustered when he got there. "Sorry Chief," he said. "I've been a little busy with the food poisoning." "Food poisoning?" "Some of the officers ordered takeout for lunch and well..." "I think I get the idea." Toph hissed as she felt the antiseptic sting her foot. Her bladder throbbed at the sudden pain, but she did her best to ignore it. "How many people?" she asked. "About half the officers who were in the headquarters this morning." Great, now she was short staffed. The medic was pulling out a set of bandages but Toph pulled her foot away before he could start to apply them. "Do I really need those?" "If you want to avoid getting the cuts infected, then yes." So she was short staffed and she was going to have trouble getting around with the bandages muting her seismic sense. She let the medic finish his job and glared vaguely ahead. By the time he was done, her feet stung and her bladder was reminding her again that she should be trying to make her way over to the bathroom ASAP. She got up gingerly after the medic had left and headed towards the bathroom. Luckily Toph had a pretty good idea of where all the furniture was in the room, and by moving slowly she was able to avoid running into anyone on the way there. She could still use her seismic sense, but there was a delay in people's movements and she couldn't see as far away as she would have liked. Not to mention everything was fuzzy. Her bladder didn't like the slow pace and urged her to move faster, but Toph didn't want to risk tripping and hurting herself even more. She gave a sigh of relief when she made it to the bathroom and opened the door, only to find both stalls were occupied. The room smelled pretty bad too. She knocked on one of the doors. "You gonna be long?" she asked. "Chief? I-" Toph recognised the voice on the other side of the door as belonging to one of her younger officers, Min. "...I might be a while." "Me too," a voice said from the other stall. "Sorry." Toph sighed as she shifted her weight from one stinging foot to the other. She knew the food poisoning was to blame for this and there really wasn't much she could do. Her bladder throbbed but she clenched it into submission. She would just have to wait. She headed slowly back into the main room and flagged down her assistant on the way to her office. Han Fu got up quickly and followed her with a stack of hastily arranged papers in his hands. "I assume you'll want to write up an arrest report?" he asked as Toph sat down at her desk. Toph was glad to get the weight off her feet, but not too happy about not getting a chance to relieve herself. She crossed her legs tightly and nodded. "Sure, let's do that. But first, tell someone outside to keep an eye on the bathroom and let me know when it's free. I need to piss like an elephant horse." Han Fu did as he was told and soon the two of them were going over her paperwork and signing documents. This was Toph's least favourite part of the job given that she couldn't read any of the papers she was signing. Toph greatly disliked needing help with anything. As they went over the papers, Toph's need grew, and still nobody came in to tell her that the bathroom was free. She squeezed her thighs as her bladder pleaded with her for release. She needed to go so bad! Soon she was tapping her fingers on the desk as Han Fu read off another document. She was having a whole lot of trouble concentrating on her work at the moment. She rubbed a hand against her thigh and shifted in her seat. Damn that food poisoning! "Chief?" "Hm?" "Do you think maybe that's enough for today? You seem distracted." Han Fu sounded worried. This wasn't uncommon for people when they were around Toph in one of her bad moods. "I think some of this can wait until tomorrow if you wanted to head home." She wanted to say no, to get the paperwork over with so she wouldn't have to worry about it later. But her bladder throbbed and she found herself pressing her legs tightly together to stave off another wave of desperation. She wasn't going to be able to work like this, and the bathrooms didn't seem like they were going to be free any time soon. Maybe going home wasn't such a bad idea. She let Han Fu pack up all her paperwork as she got up from her chair. It took a moment to make sure her bladder wasn't going to release all over the floor when she stood up, but she managed it alright. I'll just check if the bathroom's free before I go... But when she got into the bathroom both stalls were still occupied. "That bad, huh?" she asked the room in general, to which one of the women replied with a muffled groan. "Fuck." So Toph left the headquarters and started on her journey home. She didn't live too far away from her work, but with a full bladder and Toph barely being able to walk at a snail sloth's pace due to her bandaged feet, it felt like she lived an entire continent away. She wanted to speed things up, but she was having enough trouble as it was making sure she didn't bump into anyone or anything. She was doing fairly well at controlling her aching bladder until she was run into by a woman who was apparently in a big rush to get somewhere. Toph felt her bladder spasm and spurt slightly into her pants as she leaned over with a groan. Oh, that was not good. "Mind watching where you're going?" the other woman said angrily, but as Toph stood up straighter and the angry woman got a good look at who she'd bumped into, her voice faltered. "Oh, uh, Chief Beifong. I didn't realise..." Toph glared and the woman's voice faded away. "Be more careful next time," Toph finally said when she felt that she'd made the woman uncomfortable enough. She would have harassed her more under normal circumstances, but Toph's bladder was screaming at her now and it was taking all of her effort not to squirm and mess up her menacing stature. Luckily the other woman scampered off and Toph sagged, shifting her weight back and forth in an attempt to make it through this wave of desperation. She wanted nothing more than to squat down behind one of the trees next to her and let loose, but public urination was illegal and the chief of police certainly couldn't be caught doing it. She spurted into her pants again and groaned, clamping down as best she could. She was so close to home now, she could make it. Toph began walking again once she felt her bladder was under enough control. She picked up the pace a bit now that she felt the threat of wetting herself was greater than that of her bumping into something. Besides, she'd walked this path a million times going to and from work. She knew where all the streets and lampposts were. Each step was agony and sent a shockwave of urgency up into her bladder. It wasn't long before she spurted again, more heavily this time, but she managed to stem the flow. Oh, she was not going to wet herself in public. That was definitely not a Toph Beifong thing to do. She thanked the spirits that her uniform had such a long top that it covered her legs to her knees. She was dribbling periodically into her pants now and was certain people would have otherwise noticed her slowly losing control. She should have just used the men's room. She was so close to her house now she could smell it, but she was also quickly losing her grasp on her bladder. She peed heavily and audibly into her pants, but stopped herself once again, feeling the wetness travel slightly down her thighs. She didn't think anyone was close enough to hear it, but she couldn't be sure. She picked up her pace and felt more spurts escape her throbbing bladder, but the gate to her front yard was only steps away. If she could just make it... Toph burst through the gate of her yard just as her bladder burst into her pants. She stumbled in and sagged against the fence, urine pouring heavily down her legs and splashing onto the grass beneath her. Toph couldn't believe she was actually wetting herself, but she had at least made it off the street and onto her own property. There was no point in trying to stop it now, and Toph didn't really want to. She groaned and leaned forward with her hands on her knees, letting her bladder empty itself onto the ground under her feet. Her pants were soaked and so were the bandages covering the cuts on her feet. Urine poured over them causing them to sting sharply, but the pain was far from Toph's mind as the relief from her bladder became more and more prominent. She stood there for some time, letting the urine stream out of her. Fuck, she had needed to pee so bad and now that she was doing it, it was one of the most blissful sensations she had experienced. Eventually her stream died down. The ground had soaked up most of her urine, but the wet grass beneath her feet squelched as she stood up straighter. She felt so much better, but fuck. Toph had just pissed her pants. She growled as she made her way into the house, slamming the door behind her. She didn't know who yet, but somebody was going to pay for this.
  17. So knowing there isn't much Male Omorashi. I have an idea doing so for Solid Snake. Yes. Solid Snake. It's about time we place him in a situation like this. Knowing there is already peeing IN Metal Gear, let's change it around for Snake. Let's break his barriers! He's desperate. Where is this taking place? I will (or we can) then type a few chapters! Let's have fun!
  18. 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!)
  19. 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.
  20. Hello everyone ! This is the second fiction I wrote for Omorashi. It is, in my opinion, much better than the first. I wrote it in the first person ; whether the protagonist is male or female is up to your own imagination. Be warned that a part of the story may contain sexual elements, although they are mostly suggested. I also made my best to avoid grammar or spelling mistakes, and I apologize in advance if any of them escaped my cautious eye. Naturally, I would be glad to hear your feedback on the structure, style, and general appeal of the story. Happy reading ! Sunday, February 7th, 2016 Leanna's appartment I opened my eyes, and the concrete ceiling of Leanna's appartment stared back at me. I knew it perfectly, from the small cracks near the windows to the wires running along its edges. The bedroom was the main living space of the appartment ; its walls were tall, and the pattern of their dark bricks was only interrupted by heavy steel beams. We were lying on a floor mattress in the far left corner, opposite to the door and the kitchen area. On my side, a pile of architecture textbooks worked both as a sidetable and learning material. On Leanna's side, a wooden crate that once contained a decent bottle of wine held the weight of an electronic clock and a paper lamp. When the lamp was turned on, its metallic frame printed itself on the walls, and the soft glow maintained an atmosphere of safety and warmth ; however, it was seldom used. In the afternoon, the sun shone through the tall industrial windows on the wall behind the bed, and at night, Leanna always refused to close the blinds, for she preferred the neon lights of the street to complete darkness. A raindrop hit the window behind the bed, followed by a couple others. I closed my eyes and listened. A small ledge prevented me from seeing the sky, but I could imagine the clouds and the grey atmosphere outside as more rain drops were brought against the glass by sudden gusts of wind. The rain was enough to disturb Leanna's sleep ; her eyes still closed, she sighed and turned her body towards me, her right hand instinctively grasping my side. I could feel her breasts against my ribs and her regular breathing on my chest ; stroking her hair with my free hand, I watched Leanna fall back to sleep with the ghost of a satisfied smile on her lips. Her right leg rested over mine, outside the blankets. My eyes followed the curve of her thigh up to her hips ; anything above them disappeared back under the covers, leaving it to complete imagination. On an usual sunday, the room would be filled with the smell of freshly brewed coffee and chocolate chip pancakes. We would sit up against the wall, and Leanna would wrap herself into the covers to avoid the cold sensation of the bricks on her back. I'd stand next to the coffee machine on the kitchen counter while she'd be looking for a cartoon we could watch on her laptop ; I'd carefully bring the mugs to the bed, and she'd thank me without words ; she would simply run her finger through her fringe and smile. But today was an exception, a welcome exception. I placed my hand back on Leanna's shoulder, and her hand inconsciously grasped my side stronger for a brief second. I closed my eyes again, and let my mind walk the thin line between strange dreams and memories. What time could it be ? I didn't know. Sunday, February 6th 2016 George Washington Subway Station 13 hours earlier "Get in shape this year, don't miss out on our gym membership offers !" I looked at the colorful flyer the energetic young woman was waving in my face, and took the piece of paper with an ironic smile. "It was only a New Year's resolution, give it up already. You people are making me feel guilty." I commented. She had a genuine laugh. Most people liked coaches sporting six-packs, but preferred lying on couches drinking six-packs. "It's never too late !" she responded, as I climbed the last set of stairs leading to the street. Leanna and I lived thirty minutes away from each other. Since she was close to our favorite bars and nightclubs, I didn't mind coming over on Friday evenings to join her friends in their beer-fueled adventures. Most of them were also her classmates ; as her best friend, I had been introduced to them a few months before and quickly grew to enjoy their company. Leanna studied architecture ; although most of her classes taught modern urbanism, she was fascinated by old, industrial constructions. When she let her pen wander on a notebook page, it filled up with vivid dreams of old breweries and factories, intertwined in pipes and steel structures. Her appartment was a reflection of her taste : a heavy skeleton of iron and bricks in which she felt inspired and comfortable. I let the flyer join its peers at the bottom of a trashcan, and dialed her number. "Hello !" her tone was light and childish. "Hey, get ready to open the door. I'll be there soon." "Sure, but I hope you have the secret password this time." she said. I rolled my eyes with a smile. "Are you going to have me standing in front of the door again, going through every superhero name I know until I get the right one ?" "No, of course not." I knew the sentence wasn't over. "Today it's fish names." The old elevator of Leanna's building opened its doors. It smelled of rust and grease, but I was less afraid of an accident than standing awkwardly close to another person in such a small space. Luckily, there was noone to share it with today, and I reached the 6th floor without seeing a single soul. Leanna's door was directly in front of the elevator. I knocked twice. "Yes ?" a voice asked behind the wooden panels. "Sockeye salmon." I replied. My answer was met with silence. As I was about to come up with another aquatic creature, I heard the lock click. "Actually, sockeye salmon wasn't that bad." Leanna said with a wide grin, as she opened the door. "I'm flattered." I took her in my arms for a hug. Her appartment was messy. Dishes were piling up on the kitchen counter, and from where I was I could see empty mugs and bottles on every possible surface. Of course, the bed was never made. Still hugging Leanna, I grabbed a grey mug on the counter which separated the kitchen from the rest of the room. Pivoting on my feet with her still in my arms, I hit the power button on the coffee machine. "You junkie." she said. "Come on. You know I'm only here for the coffee machine." She pushed me back in indignation, and walked away in ficticious disdain. I smiled and threw my backpack next to the door. "So what's the plan tonight ?" I asked. "We thought we'd hit the Jazz for a while, and then move on somewhere else." Leanna threw herself on the mattress, and proceeded to repetitively throw a pen upwards and catch it as it was coming down. "Sounds good." The Jazz was a decent underground bar, where snobs could stress the way they wanted their drinks made and students could drink their way out of stress. The barmaid, Andy, was a reckless gambler ; under the right circumstances, a well thought-out bet could win anyone a free cocktail. "Alan's going to join us later, by the way." Leanna added. I grabbed my coffee and stood against one of the steel beams on the wall opposite to the bed. "I love this guy." I realized my tone sounded wrongly sarcastic. I honestly liked him ; he was the archetype of the overweight nerd, but a gold mine of useful information. "What are you wearing tonight ?" Leanna failed to catch her pen, and sat up with a weary look on her face. "I don't know, really." "Hey, we'll figure it out. There's plenty of time." I took a sip. "What about you ?" "Grey jeans, grey shirt." I said, nodding in direction of my backpack. We were both wearing cotton track pants. We often met with confortable clothing at her place, and reluctantly dressed in what we called our "social outfits" when we had to leave. Although I always felt self-conscious when undressing in front of someone, I had no trouble changing in the middle of Leanna's appartment. Our friendship was a safe space for both of us, a welcome release from the pressure to appear attractive to someone else. "Fifty Shades." she commented mockingly. I cringed at the reference. "Stop calling me like that, I said I'm not spanking you no matter how you ask it." I dodged the pen flying in my direction, finished my coffee, and opened my backpack to find my towel. "Alright, I'm going to take a shower." I said. "When are we supposed to leave ?" "Something like..." Leanna opened her laptop and checked the time. "Thirty minutes, I guess. But be quick though. I have to pee pretty bad." "Do you want to go now, before I get in ?" "Nah, it's fine." she said, captivated by her screen. I rolled my eyes and entered the bathroom. For some obscure reason, Leanna was always the first to signal her urge to pee, but consistently waited for the last minute to satisfy it ; on frequent occasions, she'd find herself praying in the line to the women's restroom. Unsurprisingly, when she attended last year's Halloween party disguised as a baby, her size 7 Pampers proved to be more than a simple accessory. The bathtub was cold as usual. I had a quick glance at the mysterious combination of soaps, hair products and mystical oils Leanna was keeping in colorful bottles on the edge of the tub. Her brown straight hair needed consistent care, and she didn't hold back on the means to keep them as perfect as she could. The water itself didn't get warmer than a certain threshold, and the only consolation I had was the thought of wrapping myself in my towel after the shower to stop the shivering. Leanna was used to it ; I had never heard her complain about temperature. I exited the bathroom fifteen minutes later, before throwing my clothes on the bed. Leanna was standing in front of the kitchen bar with her legs crossed, browsing Tumblr on her laptop. One of her legs was bouncing repetitively ; when she heard me behind her, she turned around, and I noticed she had put on a pair of grey pants. My pants. "I swear, you don't realize how comfortable your jeans are." she said, stroking one of her legs. "Well, that's convenient." I replied, faking annoyance. Seeing her in my jeans was sexier than I would admit. "No, really. I think I'm going to keep them." "And I just have to sit there like a Victoria Secret model ?" "Exactly." she agreed with a childish grin. I sighed, and lay down on the bed. However, the presence of a small object under my spine caught my attention. I examined the metallic intruder, and realized it was her phone. Leanna and I never shared details of our conversations with love interests, unless we were puzzled by a certain situation. Outside of that, I often wondered about the way she flirted by text. Looking back on it, I must admit that a part of my curiosity was sheer jealousy. I unlocked the phone, and looked up at Leanna. She was staring at me. "Don't even think about it." "In my defense" I started, "I..." "No. No, no, no." In a few steps Leanna was by the bed, negociating for her phone. Had she used her serious tone of voice, I'd have immediately given it back. But for some reason, I did not believe she wanted me to. "Come on, give it back !" she implored with a half smile. "Or what ?" "Or..." her eyes wandered around the room for something she could threaten me with. I raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "Or ?" "Or" she took a confident stance, hands on her hips. "I'll pee your pants." "You..." I burst out laughing. "That's all you found, really ?" "So you don't believe me ?" "I believe you should go to the bathroom right now, before you actually wet them by accident." I grinned and opened the Messenger app. "Alright, you know what ? Do what you want. You always do anyway." she stepped back against the kitchen counter and crossed her arms, still looking at me. Ignoring her frown, I opened her conversation with an unknown person named Charlie. As expected, it was a long repartee of snappy remarks and random humor that Leanna was so proficient at ; Charlie sounded like a detached person, yet very respectful of grammar and punctuation. I would have kept digging for more information if it wasn't for my peripheral vision ; Leanna had been standing still for a good minute, and it didn't take me long to figure out what was happening. Her stare was cocky, and her crotch was damp. "Leanna, are you really..." My arms dropped. Of course she was. The wet spot extended down her leg in successive bursts, expanding into every fold it encountered ; the pattern grew longer and longer, all of its branches inevitably leading to her feet. I sat up without regard for the phone, witnessing an event so unexpected I couldn't react. It was happening right before my eyes, and right into my jeans. "Oh my god, I... I can't stop..." As she realized she was losing control of the situation, Leanna's confident expression melted into a fusion of shame and terror, and her upper legs came together in a weak attempt of control. All branches of the pattern joined each other while she brought her hands to her crotch ; a continuous stream started dribbling from her joint knees, and for a long moment she stood still, unable to stop herself despite her best efforts. The constant hissing sound became intermittent, then finally faded out, leaving us in complete silence. When it was over, Leanna didn't move. Her eyes met mine in an instant of confusion ; she seemed frozen in place. I stood up. "Leanna, you know I kind of needed those jeans tonight." "Oh my god, I'm so sorry." she brought her hand to her mouth. "I didn't mean to..." "Well, you never give up, I'll give you that." I said. In an instant, the cocky young woman had turned into a helpless little girl. For an unknown reason, seeing her in such a weak position aroused me, and I was overwhelmed by the need to take care of her. "Come on, let's get you out of these pants." I carefully unbuttoned the jeans while Leanna put her hands on my shoulders for stability, and pushed them down, helped by the movement of her hips. Still silent, she lifted her right foot to help me remove the wet denims ; after a failed attempt, I crouched to help her ankle get through the leg, and couldn't help but notice her black panties were completely soaked and sticking to her skin, underlining her most delicate features. I looked away, trying to forget that thought, when another struck me. Had she been doing this on purpose ? Why did she always wait to use the bathroom until she was desperate ? If she didn't want me to look at her phone, why didn't she simply take it from my hands ? "There we go." I stood up. Her hands were still on my shoulders. "Leanna, did you..." I was looking at her breasts. She was looking at me. "Did you do this on purpose ?" She hesitated. Her eyes were guilty, yet sublimed by an undecipherable excitation. "Maybe." There was a moment of silence. She pressed her lips against mine, and my hands reached for her hips out of sheer instinct. The kiss was so passionate, so ardent, that I had no other choice but staying in the moment, savoring every single touch and every single breath. Every thought I could've had about crossing the line between friendship and sex, or the fact that I was aroused by her accident, was suspended by the strength of the instant. I could feel the warmth of her skin where it touched mine. I could feel her wetness against me. Our movements brought us back to the bed, and Leanna fell in the middle of the sheets. Her loose tank top revealed a part of her black laced bra ; I helped her remove it, and our lips connected again, our chests pressing against each other in passion. Guided by an overwhelming primal instinct, I made my way down, covering every inch of her smooth skin with delicate kisses, stopping at her lower belly to admire her graceful figure ; the neon lights from the outside sublimed her curves like the paintbrush of a genius, lighting up the path for my touch to follow, and soon enough I found myself caressing the inside of her thighs with my lower lip. Everytime I made contact with her burning skin, she gasped in expectation, and the closer I came to her sex, the tighter she wrapped her legs around me. I let the warmth of my breath tantalize her, until her hands forced me against her and her legs locked me in, her hips rocking, lifting and descending with each wave of pleasure. Sunday, February 7th 2016 Leanna's appartment She moaned. I opened my eyes again, and noticed Leanna was awake. She looked up at me and smiled, hugging me tighter. What was going to happen next ? I didn't know. - Thanks for reading !
  21. About five months ago I was on the phone with my girlfriend E. She had just left San Francisco to make the two-day drive back home to Chicago and sounded a bit distracted. I asked her what was wrong and she said she had just gotten outside of Sacramento, where she had stopped to buy gas, water, and some coffee. Being parched, she drank most of the water and had just begun to get into the coffee when she realized she needed to pee. I told her to just get off at the next exit and find a gas station, to which she replied that she was in the middle of nowhere, and the next exit or place to stop was still half an hour away. “I’d better find a place soon before I pee in my pants,” she stated. At that point I had to begin getting ready for work, so I wished her luck, told her I loved her, and hung up the phone. The next day, once I awoke, I called her to ask how the road trip was going. She said everything was going fine, that she stopped to sleep for a few hours earlier in the morning and was already in Nebraska. She talked about the beautiful scenery and about how she wished she were already in Chicago, and how once she got in town she was going to take a long shower and sleep for a while. Casually I asked if she’d found a place to pee in time the previous day, to which I was greeted with a sizeable amount of silence. About five seconds or so went by before I heard her sigh and say, “Actually, no.” “What do you mean? Did you stop along the side of the road?” I asked. Having been together for about six months at that point, I knew E wasn’t one to be shy of popping a squat when she needed to. Just a month before, she had pulled her panties down over the Chicago River at the La Salle truss and peed right into the water. Granted it was three in the morning, it was gutsy nonetheless, and proof that she was not going to have an accident if she could help it. “No…it was still light outside and I didn’t feel comfortable stopping on the side of the highway in the middle of nowhere.” “Okay…” “I tried to hold on as long as I could, but I kind of ended up just peeing in my pants. Luckily, I had a few towels and my seats aren’t cloth.” I was floored. Not only was that totally unlike her, she didn’t seem too embarrassed by what had happened. “Wow. I mean, I’m sorry. I guess it happens to all of us sometimes.” “Yeah, but it hasn’t happened to me in a while. Ever peed your pants, babe?” she asked jokingly, chuckling lightly. “I have actually, just a couple of years ago.” “Oh yeah? How so?” “I was walking home from work at around two in the morning and couldn’t find a spot to go. A lot of people were out and a block party was going on. I got to my front door and couldn’t hold it any longer.” “Wow, babe. Well at least I know I’m not the only one.” We continued to talk for a while longer and I kidded her about doing laundry when she got home. I told her I loved her again and not to worry, just to get home safely. Later that evening she called me and said she was almost home, and that I should come out and meet her. I made my way downstairs and when she pulled up, she sat in the driver’s seat of her car and motioned for me to come over. As I walked over, she opened the door and said in a hushed voice, “Babe, I peed in my pants again about an hour ago. I got stuck in traffic and just couldn’t hold it. I feel like a little girl. I can’t believe I peed myself twice in less than two days. This is so embarrassing.” I looked down at her crotch and sure enough, her pants were wet. I comforted her, told her that it was fine, and that I would walk behind her so no one would know she’d had an accident. “If it’ll make you feel any better, I’ll pee in my pants too,” I said jokingly, trying to cheer her up. “Would you?” she immediately replied. I was taken aback. I was kidding, but the pleading look on her face made me realize she was serious. My girlfriend, who had just accidentally peed in her pants less than an hour ago, was asking me to pee in my pants so she would feel better. “Seriously?” I asked. “I mean, you don’t have to, but it would make me feel better. I’m just so embarrassed about this.” “Well…” I thought about it for a few seconds, and then made up my mind. “If it’ll make you feel better…fine. But only because I love you.” “I love you too, babe.” And with that, standing on the stoop of our apartment, I peed in my pants to help make my girlfriend feel less embarrassed about peeing in hers. We went upstairs, she changed out of her wet pants and panties, and me out of my wet pants and panties, and we showered together. Then we made love, and went to bed. She hasn’t had another accident since, but this was only a few months ago. Since then, she’s stated a few times while we were out that she’d better find a restroom soon, or she’ll pee in her pants. I don’t wish embarrassment on my girlfriend, the girl I love and plan to marry, but I can’t help but to think that all I’ve got to do to make her feel better is to pee in my pants too. And I don’t really have a problem with that.
  22. File Name: Ikki Tousen wetting scenes File Submitter: Blubb File Submitted: 03 May 2014 File Category: Anime / Animated Clips Ikki Tousen (aka. Battle Vixens) features a lot of fan service, including a few wetting scenes which I uploaded here (I'm not sure if those are all, though). Episodes of seasons 1 and 2 are in English with no subtitles, those of season 3 are in Japanese with English subtitles. No episode is complete except S03OVAE05. Enjoy ;) Click here to download this file Oh well, didn't know uploading also creates a thread... can it be merged with this one?
  23. Okay, so I found this awesome story on a Norwegian forum and figured I would translate it for you guys. Those fluent in Norse may read the original here :) . Hey, I am a 24 year old girl, and the other day was one of the most embarrassing things I have ever experienced. I work at a perfume shop on the ground floor of a mall, and today I had a stylist appointment on the third floor at three o' clock, and I had talked to my collegue who was to relieve me at three o' clock and arranged for her to arrive 15 minutes earlier. I had to pee so bad, but I was alone from 11-15 and had no chance to go to the bathroom, and the girl who was to relieve me was stuck in traffic and only arrived at about two minutes to three. I had to pee so bad, but I figured it'd be okay, and I had to get to the stylist on time, so I ran there and sat in the chair to cut and dye my hair. Eventually I was almost done, and I thought "finally, 'cause now I'm close to peeing myself". But when the stylist had rinsed out the dye she said she would have to do it again, and when I sat there with that heat thing on my head I felt that I got close to losing it several times, I even did lose it once, but it was just a couple droplets. But when I was done and got up I felt it, "I'm peeing myself any minute, I'll just have to pay and run for the bathroom". And when I stood there and tried to pay there was something wrong with their card machine, and I stood there hopping from foot to foot and holding myself. Then the stylist went to get another girl to ask her for help. And then it happened, it just gushed out! I had zero control, I had tight pale stonewashed jeans and winter boots on so it wasn't a problem for anyone to see what happened, and there were probably a thousand people at the mall. There was so much pee coming out, I never think I've peed so much in my life. It dripped down from my crotch and onto the floor, it gushed like a waterfall up along my buttocks and down my tights, and out between the zippers of my boots. My boots got so soaked it sounded like a wet sponge when I walked. And I had to stand there until that other girl showed up, and they couldn't get the machine to work, so I had to go all the way through the mall to find a cash point with soaked pants! Then I had to go pay, then I had to go to the custodian for a bucket and mop to dry the huge puddle I'd left by the cash register at the stylist. Then I had to go through the mall and across the market, through the town to the bus terminal and then get on the bus home, and then I wet myself again on the ride home. It wasn't deliberate, but since I was already wet in and on my pants and in my panties it just came by itself, it was like it was just okay with my body. So on the bus home and from the bus stop I spurted all the way. To be honest, though, I have never felt so embarrassed but also so free simultaneously, and it was lovely! But the weird thing is, my body has kinda grown used to it, so the past four days I've awoken in the morning and felt that I have wet the bed :/ . Plus I have wet myself once on the bus too, it's like I have no control over my bladder anymore, even though I know I do... has anyone else experienced this after an accident? There you go, hope you enjoyed! It's translated very directly from Norwegian, so the 'tone' is probably a bit different from what you're used to, but hope you enjoy nonetheless :) .
  24. 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
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