alexpee 87 Posted June 6, 2022 Share Posted June 6, 2022 Hi I am quite new here, thought there was a similar thread but cannot find it. I do not want to duplicate anything, so if there is I would appreciate some guidance. If not lets start one sorefuna 1 Quote Link to comment
pissypants2005 112 Posted June 6, 2022 Share Posted June 6, 2022 There was always a fascination with me. When I was in elementary school I would take notice of when there was the occasional accident. Obviously, at this point it was non-sexual. Then, right before puberty I began experimenting by wetting my swimsuit right after getting out of the pool and found it to be quite enjoyable. Then, puberty hit, I found wettingherpanties.com and the rest is history. Quote Link to comment
sorefuna 160 Posted June 6, 2022 Share Posted June 6, 2022 I dont know what excactly you want to know but i hope i give the right answer as i answer a little detailed. Because in my case there is a difference between the first thing that made wetting interesting for me or just the first thing that made an interest that wet myself to see how it is. So the first thing that got me interested in wetting: I dont know excactly what it was but ever since i can think im interested in others wetting. As a child it was just the interest how the pants looked. Why this would happen because i dont pee myself aso. So i would take notice of accidents around me and maybe make someone wet him/herself. First time i was interested in wetting myself: It was around the age of 11 as i played with friends. In english it is called Truth or Dare i think. So i was a brave boy and always chose dare and so was a friend of mine. He was dared to pee himself from another boy and he did. He swore it was a good feeling but nasty and for money he maybe would do it again. I wondered about the "It was a good feeling" so i made a plan for trying it my own. At the next day my parents werent home and i took some old jeans that i easily could throw out. I threw them on and drank some till i needed to pee. I jumped in the bathtub and let go. After this day i loved the feeling. Today it is a little different of course. Im not that interested in doing it my own but love to see any gender wetting themselves desperately. alexpee, BENAir01, nonny and 1 other 1 1 2 Quote Link to comment
Guest AromaticPee Posted June 6, 2022 Share Posted June 6, 2022 I don't know if it's okay to say this, but... the first thing that got me into wetting was some time in my early years. One day, during the winter, I heard a girl bawling her heart out. So I looked around and I saw her kneeling in a puddle with her hands covering her eyes. I sat seiza style in front of her, and I said to her, "Uh... hi. Are you sad? What's wrong? Can I help?" The girl stopped bawling and looked at me. Tears were streaming from her eyes like water from a faucet. "I peed in my own pants." she said in a sad manner. "Um... I don't exactly know what that means. ... The potty's over in that room. I can cross that off. So, why is there water around you?" "It's not water... it's my pee." "Okay... why hasn't it frozen yet?" "There was ice on the ground. I needed to pee, so I rushed over to the bathroom door. Just as I was down here... I... slipped... and got a boo-boo on my elbow and head. Then I let all the pee out... it's so awful... if you were me, you'd understand..." "OH. I thought someone threw a water balloon on your pants and you got a boo-boo where the pee comes from." "Why would anyone throw water balloons on a wintry day like this?" "Um..." "You know what? Just gimme a wedgie, then we can introduce each other." "...What's a wedgie?" "Stand up, turn around, and I'll show you what a wedgie is. Then you can give me one." "Okay..." I did as she asked. Then she stood up and pulled on the back of my pants! "Owowowowowowow! Stop!" She stopped. "I figure you're the bully around here, so... why not do that to me? Then we can introduce ourselves and get on good terms." Then she turned around. I hesitantly grabbed her pants and slowly pulled them back. "AH! I was joking! I was joking! I was JOKING!" "...Sorry about this..." I took her up to the fence and put her pants there. ----------------------------------------- ... *pssssshhhhhh* She peed in front of me. More tears came out of her eyes, but she didn't cry this time. "I'm sorry," I said to the girl. "Nobody deserves to go through what you're going through right now..." "It's fine..." she said. "Apology accepted. ... Besides, I always dreamed of getting a wedgie." I stammered. "It looks so painful and so humiliating! Why would you want one?!" "...Actually, it's complicated." (drip drip drip drip drip) "Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself! Hi! My name is Stella Penelope. And you are...?" "Uh... I don't know what my real name is-" "Really?" "...but some people call me Tom. ... Actually, the whole school knows me as Tom the Autistic." "What's an Autistic?" "It means I have autism." "That doesn't quite answer my question, Tom." "I... I dunno, Stella. Autism isn't really a treatable medical condition." "Treatable... medical condition? Isn't that something to be closely watched, like an illness? Is autism an illness?" "No! It's just another thing that makes me who I am. Kinda like your blueish eyes and your long hair, but less... shared." "Oh, I see. Ah... it's a quirk of yours. Hmm... we should meet up again, maybe sneak a pee break together." "Uh, sure." I helped Stella down from the fence, making sure her pants were fully on her. "Bye. Have a good rest of the day, Stella." "You too, Tom!" And that's not even my first friend. Quote Link to comment
Conguy 19 Posted June 6, 2022 Share Posted June 6, 2022 Seeing a family member with incontinence problems and mobility problems. They have frequent accidents. Curiosity eventually ran its course. Quote Link to comment
alexpee 87 Posted June 7, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted June 7, 2022 I started this thread because this is my story from a long way back. I wanted to share it, and wondered how others found their passion I had seen kids, both sexes wet their pants in school. I never thought much about it. I have never done it, but if someone was laughing at them, I would usually tell them, it is not funny, how would you like it if it happened to you? So, I am in first year at High School. Kind of friendly with Sharon, Blonde, bubbly girl. Nothing serious. The next year, second year of High School, Sharon introduces me to Debbie, Her younger sister, on her first day at High School. Debbie is a bit shorter, has mousey brown hair cut short and is a bit chubby, but has the most incredibly large, and pretty, cornflour blue eyes. OK end of the year almost, Sharon says to me, its Debs birthday today she is 13, I give her a peck on the cheek and say Happy 13th , you are the same age as me, and I add, until tomorrow when I am 14 Next year, Peck on the cheek, happy 14th Next year Happy 15th go to give her a kiss, grabs me and kisses me first, and tells me You get your birthday kiss tomorrow. By this stage Debbie is taller than her sister, her hair has grown long and is wavy, not quite curly, she is no longer chubby but very slim, she has very nice long legs, and she has these incredibly beautiful blue eyes. The following year, her 4th my 5th , we are both Library assistants so see a bit more of each other. And often work a bit together in our lunch breaks, we “accidentally” touched hands or bumped into each other a few times. On her birthday I walk into the stockroom at the back of the library, she is standing on a short stool putting something away. I stand and look at her, lovely wavy hair halfway down her back, and those beautiful legs. She steps off the stool and starts to turn around, and I blurt out –“Happy 16th Gorgeous”. She stares straight back at me, her eyes seem to grow bigger, she walks toward me I open my arms and we just seem to fold together in an embrace, and we kiss and we kiss and we kiss. Sometime later someone walks past and yells, “let the poor girl up for air”. So, the spell is broken, but we stand and stare at each other. We arrange to go to the beach on Saturday, She lives on the way to the bus terminus, go via her place and then catch the bus to the beach, She has on a short shift with her swimsuit on underneath. Bus ride about 35 minutes. We walk past the main beaches and up past an old rock pool to a secluded beach called Little Suzie about 30 minutes. It is quite private about a mile long, under cliffs with many rocky outcrops, so you can have a place to yourself. About 5 minutes before you get there is an old rock pool, then a bit of a scramble to the beach. At the rock pool is a dodgy toilet block. Debbie said, I need to go, I said don’t go in there, it is gross, we will be at the beach soon. I had no ulterior motive. As we are crossing the rock scramble, she is very quiet, and is moving slowly and delicately. About the last drop, 2 metres or so with footholds, I hop down and say come on we are almost here, she said “help me” I guided her to about half way, I looked up her and said, “you are truly beautiful”. Her face screws up, she starts to cry, and wets herself. OK well I fucked up this day out, big time, I look up at her and I am overawed watching her wet herself, I grasp her by the legs and lift her down, and get a bit wet, but I don’t mind. I hug her but she is almost inconsolable. I carry her about 400m to a secluded rocky cove, I sit with her on my lap, she wants to get up, she said (all in one sentence) “How can you stand me I wet myself Infront of you, you picked me up when was still weeing I probably weed on you I am wet on your legs right now and you are holding me because you are nice and feel sorry for me and I am hopeless you probably want to push a pissy girl off you but you are too nice, I told my friends that you were my boyfriend and we were going out, and I loved you and now I pissed myself and while you were watching and pissed on you too and now you will think I am ugly and hairy and pissy and smelly and won’t want to see me again” I said “I love you and that was the sexiest thing I have ever seen (all of 17 years and 2 days, becoming a lifetime wetting fan) Conversation goes back and forth. Haven’t you ever peed in your swimmers; well, yes; well, that is all you did. So, we settle down, have a swim, eat lunch she brought, even the little cakes she finished baking a 1AM (what a girl). Have another swim. Back on the beach, she said, wait here, sit and face the sea. Wait, wait Finally appears in front of me. Nicely dressed in the short shift, hair combed, face not too teary. She says “I want to do a wee before we go home, do you really like watching me wee?” I sit there nod dumbly So OK watch, steps up to me, lifts her dress, puts her legs together and wees down her legs. WOW. I think I might start a thread, maybe: What Debbie Does Dakota1, pp1234, icyfresh99 and 6 others 8 1 Quote Link to comment
TensaZangetsu 66 Posted June 9, 2022 Share Posted June 9, 2022 For me it started way back when I was a kid and saw one of my family members who was also around my age have an accident while we were walking home from the river near my house. It was really just really interesting for some reason to me and when I later hit puberty it really just started to grow. 😁 Quote Link to comment
alexpee 87 Posted June 9, 2022 Author Share Posted June 9, 2022 9 hours ago, TensaZangetsu said: For me it started way back when I was a kid and saw one of my family members who was also around my age have an accident while we were walking home from the river near my house. It was really just really interesting for some reason to me and when I later hit puberty it really just started to grow. 😁 Maybe I was a late starter. But it started in an instant when Deb wet herself. And we are still togethet Quote Link to comment
alexpee 87 Posted June 9, 2022 Author Share Posted June 9, 2022 On 6/7/2022 at 7:33 AM, AromaticPee said: I don't know if it's okay to say this, but... the first thing that got me into wetting was some time in my early years. One day, during the winter, I heard a girl bawling her heart out. So I looked around and I saw her kneeling in a puddle with her hands covering her eyes. I sat seiza style in front of her, and I said to her, "Uh... hi. Are you sad? What's wrong? Can I help?" The girl stopped bawling and looked at me. Tears were streaming from her eyes like water from a faucet. "I peed in my own pants." she said in a sad manner. "Um... I don't exactly know what that means. ... The potty's over in that room. I can cross that off. So, why is there water around you?" "It's not water... it's my pee." "Okay... why hasn't it frozen yet?" "There was ice on the ground. I needed to pee, so I rushed over to the bathroom door. Just as I was down here... I... slipped... and got a boo-boo on my elbow and head. Then I let all the pee out... it's so awful... if you were me, you'd understand..." "OH. I thought someone threw a water balloon on your pants and you got a boo-boo where the pee comes from." "Why would anyone throw water balloons on a wintry day like this?" "Um..." "You know what? Just gimme a wedgie, then we can introduce each other." "...What's a wedgie?" "Stand up, turn around, and I'll show you what a wedgie is. Then you can give me one." "Okay..." I did as she asked. Then she stood up and pulled on the back of my pants! "Owowowowowowow! Stop!" She stopped. "I figure you're the bully around here, so... why not do that to me? Then we can introduce ourselves and get on good terms." Then she turned around. I hesitantly grabbed her pants and slowly pulled them back. "AH! I was joking! I was joking! I was JOKING!" "...Sorry about this..." I took her up to the fence and put her pants there. ----------------------------------------- ... *pssssshhhhhh* She peed in front of me. More tears came out of her eyes, but she didn't cry this time. "I'm sorry," I said to the girl. "Nobody deserves to go through what you're going through right now..." "It's fine..." she said. "Apology accepted. ... Besides, I always dreamed of getting a wedgie." I stammered. "It looks so painful and so humiliating! Why would you want one?!" "...Actually, it's complicated." (drip drip drip drip drip) "Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself! Hi! My name is Stella Penelope. And you are...?" "Uh... I don't know what my real name is-" "Really?" "...but some people call me Tom. ... Actually, the whole school knows me as Tom the Autistic." "What's an Autistic?" "It means I have autism." "That doesn't quite answer my question, Tom." "I... I dunno, Stella. Autism isn't really a treatable medical condition." "Treatable... medical condition? Isn't that something to be closely watched, like an illness? Is autism an illness?" "No! It's just another thing that makes me who I am. Kinda like your blueish eyes and your long hair, but less... shared." "Oh, I see. Ah... it's a quirk of yours. Hmm... we should meet up again, maybe sneak a pee break together." "Uh, sure." I helped Stella down from the fence, making sure her pants were fully on her. "Bye. Have a good rest of the day, Stella." "You too, Tom!" And that's not even my first friend. Thanks for sharing. And what a cool username. I could apply that to Deb Quote Link to comment
andrewWetter 331 Posted June 9, 2022 Share Posted June 9, 2022 Just something that has been with me, as far back as memories permit.. my parents have also told me some stories: - apparently when I was 5, and staying with my 3 year old friend’s house (when my parents were at hospital having my sibling) I had told my friend’s mother that I also needed a night diaper. I had been out of diapers day/night before 2 years of age. - at around age 6/7 I had apparently encouraged 4 of the kids in my street to go to the local forest to pee our pants.. - then at around 11, when home alone, I had decided to make a diaper out of a bath towel, and was going to wet myself. Only to suddenly hear the front door unlock and open - my parents home several hours before they were due… I don’t think I had wet the towel yet, but they were curious why I had it stuffed in my shorts… I don’t really remember those incidents, beyond what I have been told, but I know that as I hit puberty these activities only became more frequent. I remember planning wetting fun when my family would be away for some time. I would drink plenty in advance. I would then decide on exciting places to pee, or fun things to pee into. Wetting items of clothing, or towels etc. always resulted in the most wonderful feeling, and this is what I continue to enjoy today. Good day to you. andrew H0rnyboy, nonny and BENAir01 3 Quote Link to comment
Kipsumi 7 Posted June 9, 2022 Share Posted June 9, 2022 Honestly no clue. One of my earliest memories of wetting was when I was 4 or 5 at home. Went inside to piss, pulled down my shorts, sat on the toilet, and soaked my underwear. Then went back outside to continue playing, pissing while riding my bike, and even convincing a friend to do it as well. Quote Link to comment
Cristiano97 300 Posted June 10, 2022 Share Posted June 10, 2022 I just don't know, since I've never had a problem with dunking accidents in my life, I could relate it to the fact that I used to pee as a kid in summer times and was in the pool all the time. what I did was sit in a corner of the pool and pee on myself sitting down, since I didn't like getting out of the water and going to the bathroom wet, or urinating in the water. I remember that with my sister we used to urinate together and we saw ourselves doing it together, obviously without sexual intentions, as an adult I relate it to the fact that my first sexual fetishes were squirting and people who urinated on themselves post-orgasm. Quote Link to comment
Espressobug 0 Posted June 15, 2022 Share Posted June 15, 2022 (edited) To be honest, i was into it since I was a kid. Just because when I was horny I thought it was me having to pee. That's the not horrible and traumatic reason, at least. The less nice version is just that when I was a kid, someone did something to me while I had to pee. I bet you can guess, but it if you can't, I'm not gonna be the one to tell you. Edited June 15, 2022 by Espressobug (see edit history) Quote Link to comment
WetMoth 197 Posted August 28, 2022 Share Posted August 28, 2022 I think I was always into it, at first just fascinated by it, and then once I hit puberty I was interested in it in a sexual way. When I was a kid I got a magazine subscription for girls age 8 and up, which had a reader-submitted "embarrassing stories" section. Whenever one included the girl peeing her pants, I'd read it over and over again. I remember one had a drawing attached, where the girl borrowed pajamas at a sleepover and had an accident in them while jumping on a trampoline. I was a bit obsessed. When I was 12 years old, I joined the school book club, which had a small selection of books to choose from that were all up for an award, and you were encouraged to read as many as you could of them before the winner was chosen. One of them (Home Free by Sharon Jennings, you can read the first 4 chapters on google books) opens with the main character trying to run home from school before she pees her pants, but has an accident when the door is locked. Her mother opens the door and acts disgusted, and calls her a baby for peeing her pants. I can't tell you how many times I read that passage over. It was what made it click in my head that the obsession was attraction. At that point, I had a nintendo DSi, which could access the internet without my parents knowing what I was looking at. I started googling and reading stories about people having accidents, until I stumbled onto experience project, and finally found a community of other people who felt the same way. LilMiss 1 Quote Link to comment
grsy97 186 Posted August 29, 2022 Share Posted August 29, 2022 I think one time when I was like 13 I wet the bed and thought to myself, "hey that was kinda nice" lol Quote Link to comment
Guest readingissexy Posted August 29, 2022 Share Posted August 29, 2022 8 hours ago, WetMoth said: I started googling and reading stories about people having accidents, until I stumbled onto experience project, and finally found a community of other people who felt the same way. Omg I loved experience project! Such an amazing site and I met some lifelong friends on there. So sad that it isn’t around any more. Quote Link to comment
WetMoth 197 Posted August 29, 2022 Share Posted August 29, 2022 6 minutes ago, readingissexy said: Omg I loved experience project! Such an amazing site and I met some lifelong friends on there. So sad that it isn’t around any more. It was the best, I really miss it! I wish it was archived somehow so I could look back on it. Quote Link to comment
wetting_fan 499 Posted August 29, 2022 Share Posted August 29, 2022 I just posted about this in a similar topic, it's interesting how random events can start something like this. My first female friend would often hold it to the point of having an accident. This is precisely where and how the wires got crossed, lol. We were in preschool and the toys were first come first serve, so naturally she didn't want to stop playing to take any breaks. Then whenever I needed to take a break myself (we would always be playing with the same toy together), she would tell me to stay and that I should just cross my legs instead. I can even remember, how as a guy, I could never figure out why it worked so well for her and not me. I too would have accidents from trying not to disappoint her and the whole thing just grew from there. I'm almost certain that this is also why I like to be told to hold it by women when I'm feeling switchy. Really interesting to think about, lol what other interest may I have had if not for having her as a friend? Quote Link to comment
Windows XPee 338 Posted September 19, 2022 Share Posted September 19, 2022 (edited) The short answer is that I wet myself as a kid walking home from school one day. It was latch-key syndrome that caused it. I got it every day walking home from school and dealt with it without a second thought, but this time I finally lost control of myself lol My feelings progressed rapidly from the initial freaking out you do when you finally lose control of yourself (especially for the first time, and as a kid), to a sense of acceptance literally a second later. There was just a general feeling of "this isn't really all that bad" as I stood there flowing while calmly checking out my porch windows to see if my neighbours had caught me frantically getting through my front door and slamming it behind me. Knowing that there were no witnesses was reassuring too, but at that point I felt like I had no fucks about standing there and pissing myself without trying to stop it anyway. I often wish I had the same confidence I had when I was a kid because I was known for having no shame lol Nobody in the family (or friends) found out about that incident though. Took it happening again before I think I realised I actually liked it. After that second time, that's when the not-so-accidental accidents started happening for the first time. I still ended up having a couple genuine accidents since the fake / preventable accidents started though, which have always felt just as unique as that first experience. Edited September 19, 2022 by Windows XPee (see edit history) Quote Link to comment
solous.persona 86 Posted September 19, 2022 Share Posted September 19, 2022 Hey everyone! So I've always been interested in wetting and pee since I was a little kid. My mom said as a toddler I would follow her to the bathroom and when she started peeing I would frantically look around the bathroom trying to find the source of the noise. My dad once told me he never thought I would get out of diapers; I REFUSED to wear training briefs. He also said my part of the room I shared with my brother almost always smelled faintly of pee, but he could never figure out where it came from. Well... I had to be around 5 or so. It was just the two of us in that room and our mutual 2nd brother hadn't been born yet, so...yeah. 5. Sorry. ADHD moment there(I write very Stream-Of-Conciousness and sometimes it has a tendancy to go off the rails a little bit. Sorry. Again). Anyways. I had a pair of briefs that I picked at random, usually it ended up just being the pair I already had on and I would grab a clean pair on my way to the bathroom. This was always the first time I had to go pee after mom and dad tucked us in for the night. I would sit on the seat and wet my briefs. I remember wondering why I liked it so much. I could never really put my finger on it, other than the warmth; that part I REALLY liked. After just sitting on the toilet in my wet briefs for like 20 minutes, just enjoying the feeling and the warmth, I would change into my dry pair and put the wet ones under my pillow, inside my pillowcase. I would use those briefs over and over again at night anytime I had to pee. After a couple nights I'd bury them in the laundry hamper and start over again later that night. And so the cycle would continue until I was around 6 or 7. I really didn't have a particular reason, just kinda stopped. I wouldn't make my return to the Wonderous World of Watersports until Hurricane Puberty made landfall when I was 13. But those are stories for another time. I never have figured out where that initial wet spark came from, but I'm glad it was there. It would help guide me to some of the most mutually satisfying sexual experiences of my entire life, and still hungry for more! Anyways. Hoped you liked my story. Plenty more to come 😄 Let's chat! hmu anytime! BENAir01 and nonny 1 1 Quote Link to comment
Keita123 1,103 Posted September 23, 2022 Share Posted September 23, 2022 I'm not sure. I do remember that when I hit puberty was when I started taking an interest in letting out little pee spurts in my pants. Would end up leaking my shorts over and over at middle school. I'm surprised my mother didn't notice the pee scent. Quote Link to comment
McDonkadonk 12 Posted September 23, 2022 Share Posted September 23, 2022 Interesting question ! Weirdly, I think this just fell on me without explanations. I remember browsing Youporn regularly as a teen. Out of curiosity, I started watching one of those movies from WHP back in the days, and I remember thinking "damn, that's good, I like it !" I cannot recall any childhood experience that may have triggered this fetish. I came back to it step by step and slowly tried to understand why I liked it by watching more of those videos. I realized I liked women that can hold a lot, have a bulging bladder etc, which makes me think what I actually like is a mix of the physical prowess / strength of the person that was holding a lot, the sexual pleasure from the release, the idea of holding for unnaturally long... I have also realized I actually like girls that are "softly" dominant, tall, curvy etc, so might be related to that idea of physical prowess. Quote Link to comment
Hedonist 1,370 Posted September 23, 2022 Share Posted September 23, 2022 I've always had a interest in pee. Especially during those "formative" years. I think it really caught on to me when I started dating and stuff. I had this one girlfriend that pretty much wet the bed or peed her pants every time we went out drinking. She wasn't really embarrassed by it. I never brought up my fascination or really realized it was a fetish at the time. I was just happy to help her clean up. 😋 After that relationship, and more time on the internet that I found Omorashi to be my favourite of all. Novak Rogers 1 Quote Link to comment
Saint_Spike 64 Posted September 24, 2022 Share Posted September 24, 2022 My fascination started back in middle school. I used to look up a lot of stuff about it. Then one day I held all the way through school and peed myself in the backyard when I got home. I've been hooked ever since. Quote Link to comment
j2319 819 Posted September 24, 2022 Share Posted September 24, 2022 I'm still developing my omo interests. For me I think it must be related to my chronic bedwetting growing up and my issues will having accidents through elementary school. Yes I was that kid who had his own change of clothes at the nurses office for not if, but when I would have an accident. My pants wetting was mostly due to me getting hyper focused on what I was doing and not realize how bad I had to go until it was too late... or if lucky resulted in a mad dash to the bathroom and just make it. Sometimes I would feel my intense need to pee and just not be able to hold it anymore and pee my pants. Other times I'd be so focused that I would not even realized and wet my pants without even knowing it. Someone would point out that I was wet or id finally realized my pants and underwear were wet. Over the past several years I've gotten interested in the wetting side of my bedwetting (thankfully only a few times a month now) and stared to think back to my pants wetting days and how care free I was in my wet underwear and pants. Like often unless I was told to go change I'd keep playing or doing what ever was into wearing my pee clothes. An0n 1 Quote Link to comment
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