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  1. Number of vids I downloaed years ago from clips for sale ashpee1.wmv ashpee2.wmv ashpee3.wmv ashpee4.wmv ashpee5.wmv ashpee6.wmv ashpee8.wmv ashpee9.wmv ashpee10.wmv ashpee11.wmv ashpee12.wmv
    7 points
  2. Wow...... i dont know where to begin, a night that started good, then had some issues, but got amazing again in the end. Hope you enjoy! So it started off with my step dad saying he was staying with a friend in the next town over and he wouldnt be back by morning. This made me super excited and i texted my man. Me: Hey, Step dad leaving and not coming back till tomorrow, wanna do a hold tonight together? Babe: Yea! My brother isnt coming home until tomorrow morning, I'd love to. So went and peed before we started skyping, it was gonna be a few hours before we could skype. I picked out some panties to wear for the wetting so i found an old pair from when i was 5. They are blue and have little elephants on them and were super tight against me. i know i have a larger bladder than most people do so i started holding early.. bad idea. We get on skype and we start talking about random things like always and watching some comedy gamers on youtube. We are both laughing and im drinking more and more water. 7:30 hits i have to pee bad. He tells me to go since itll be a few hours anyway and i can refill. So i go then come back and we continue, i start drinking more water. Two hours passi and im squirming like crazy, trying to find a comfortable position, i cant, so i get up and pee again. 10:30 hits and i have been refilling again, and now im crossing my legs and moving constantly. My man is watching the entire time loving it. Everytime we laughed while watching videos i had to pee more. I told him i dont think i can hold it for two more hours. He told me based on how much water im drinking ill refill in no time. So i went and peed again As soon as i got back i felt the urge to go again but instead i refilled again, slower this time. All of a sudden my intense amount of holding that i wasnt used to was taking a toll and i started having gas pain. Its 11:30 and we are preparing at midnight. My man looking concern of how much pain im in since he has never seen this before. "Babe are you ok? This isnt normal, go do something about it, i dont want you in pain". I nodded and went to the bathroom to see if maybe i just had to go the second one, but instead it was begging me to pee. I sat down and peed, but made sure not to empty completely. I felt so much better! As i got back i started refilling again. Soon it was midnight and he prepared his bed for the wetting and got changed in his briefs (which my god he looks hot as hell in!) My bladder was already refilling quickly. The pain came back and was agonizing but i didnt let go. I was gonna pee with my man. He didnt drink as much water as i did and get depserate in time. I was laying on my back fanning my legs, which helped for a bit, then nothing could. I began pressing down on my underwear to keep it all in, getting largge urges to just let it out. He wasnt as depserate as me but said soon he would be with the amount he drank. 10 minutes later nothing. I was near tears desperate which i havent been in years. I asked him if there was any way to speed it up because i just couldnt keep it going much longer. He tried but soon i was at my limit. All i wanted to do was pee, and i was gonna pee now! "Babe i cant, i cant anymore, it hurts so badly, i cant take it anymore the pain is going to my sides i gotta pee!" He looked concerned which was sweet "Ok then lets go now, i dont want you in pain sweetie, just get in position and we'll let go ok?" I nodded. I got into position, i had set up two trashbags under me taped together since they were small. I spread my legs wide and so did he. "You ready baby? Let go?" I nodded "Yeaa i cant hold it" I usually tense up since my body knows it isnt the toilet, but in this case that didnt happen. A wet spot formed quickly on my panties and i laid back and moaned at the top of my lungs. A large wet spot grew under me faster and faster. He began to let go, slowly turning his briefs clear and sitting in his own puddle. I melted and sat in my glorious puddle and was so happy and shocked. "Do you feel better baby? He asked. I moaned in response "Mhmmmm ohhh baby its so warm!" I said with a smile and cupped my puddle and dripped it on my legs and my panties. He was so happy to see me enjoying it and did the same. Now for something i didnt want to find out. I checked one side and felt under the trash bags and felt it was dry. I felt on the other side and my heart dropped..... it was wet...."Babe whats wrong?" I got up as quick as possible and threw off the sheet and looks under the bag..."It didnt work...." i said close to tears. His tone changed "What?! How?! Thats impossible" i told him they were two trashbags taped together and i guess i didnt tape them well. "Ohhhhh baby im so sorry...." It soaked my matress heating pad, which i didnt know how to fix. The matress was fine, and he sighed in relief of that. He asked me if he should clean up because i had to clean mine asap, i told him he could do what he wants since i know he still was filling. We both cleaned up, i was having trouble with things and began screaming in anger and crying softly. He didnt say a word but i knew he was there. I took him into the laundry room where i began to scrub the heating pad. "Baby i know i seem mad but im ok, i promise" he nodded "If you say so sweetie, im just concerned for you" i couldnt help but smile. "Babe im not worried anymore, i cleaned this and the matress is fine, there are no problems no more, i just panicked, and now i dont even regret getting this wet, im still in the mood, the mood isnt ruined, i havent wet my bed in 11 years and it felt amazing, and im so happy i did it with you" He smiled at me and went awww. I cleaned everything, i was butt ass naked and went to reset my bed up. My matress was a little damp but i was able to clean it. He smiled "I got the best view in the world" he said. I smiled. Once the bed was set back up i sat down and looked at him. We both blushed and smiled at each other, my heart was pumping a mile a minute. "Babe it was so worth it, i never felt that good before and im so happy i got to do it with you" He smiled "It was amazing with you too baby" We both sat there lost for words "I want you here, holding you in my arms and kissing you" he said. "I love you" "i love you too baby" I got a tingle between my legs "You wanna have some fun?" We got set up, both naked and went to town. I was moaning louder then ever. "You have no idea how bad i want you baby" i moaned. "I want you sitting right here, as i shove my cock in your pussy, facing me and kissing you" i moaned loudly as he said this. "I cant believe i peed the bed, making a large puddle and wetting my panties" He moaned "You are such a bad girl". "I cant help it baby i couldnt hold it no more, i had to pee, im such a naughty bad girl" "Yes yes you are such a bad girl, wetting your panties like that". I moaned louder "Am i your bad little girl baby?" I ask innocently. "Yes you are MY bad little girl, if you were sitting right here id give you a spank". I moaned louder and rubbed my pussy faster and faster, seeing him stroke his cock faster and harder."Baby i love you so much" i said softy. "I love you too baby" I grabbed another vibrator and rubbed it between my pussy and smiled "I bet you want this to be you dont you? Pushing deep inside of me, feeling how wet and tight my pussy is?" "Mmmmm i wanna push my big cock deep inside of you, it would feel amazing" I gasp and moan louder, pushing the vibrator deep inside of me "Yess baby fill me, i can feel you pushing deep inside of me, the tip is hitting my bladder, i gotta go potty again". He moaned louder and stroked himself faster "I can feel it sweetie, it feels so good! Im never gonna stop" I had to pee again very badly as i rubbed myself "Mmmm baby if i was there, bouncing on your cock, id just let go and pee all over your cock". He groaned in delight "Mmmm such a naughty girl, that would feel so good". I go faster and faster, gasping, pushing it in and out of me faster. "Yea baby thats it faster, pound my pussy faster!" I start moaning louder and louder than ever, almost screaming. "Yessss baby im never gonna stop! Can you feel it? It feels so good!" I felt my orgasm coming closer and closer "Ohhhh baby im getting close, dont stop dont stop im gonna cum!" I gasped and moaned louder, practically screaming "Ohhhhh fuck BABY IM CUMMING, IM GONNA CUM ALL OVER YOUR COCK!!!" I gasped as my hips rose. " MMMMM YES BABY IM GONNA CUM DEEP INSIDE OF YOUR PUSSY!" He yelped back at me."CUM BABY CUM DEEP INSIDE ME OHHHHHH!" We both came together hard, moaning and panting loudly. I came so hard that i began to pee on the towel i was on but stopped the flow. I was lost for words after everything that just happened, i wet the bed for the first time in years, and just had the most passionate moment ever with my man, and we got to share it together. I got into my pjs and climbed under the blankets "I wish i was there cuddled with you and we could sleep together" i told him with a yawn. "Me too baby, soon though" he said. "I love you so much.... i never wanna loose you, ill always be your girl" i said as i laid down. He smiled "Im not going anywhere, im all yours forever". (Ik it was long, we did all this from 6:30pm until 4am, hope you guys enjoyed it, let me know what you think, these are photos of me in my puddle)
    4 points
  3. I'd say you should ask him if he'd be willing to try wetting in front of you as well, but make it clear he doesn't have to so if he feels like giving it a try then there's no pressure so as to limit the awkwardness. I'd also say it might be good to get desperate beforehand - like if you plan to have a normal day together like you'd usually do, watch films, play games, whatever you'd normally do, but tell him you're going to wet at some point once you're desperate. Make it just one part of the day/evening/whatever and so he doesn't know when to expect it, so it's not this big looming thing, but by getting desperate first you can involve him in that side and see how he reacts to any squirming etc... Make sure you're doing more on the day than just wetting, not only so it's less awkward but also so he's got something to do while you're showering. Also, it might be good to have a little chat about it afterwards, like see what he thinks, how you felt wetting in front of him (especially if it's your first time doing that) and anything either of you wants to get off your chest, but before chatting insist on rules like No judgements allowed, and be clear that if he finds it too weird you never need to bring it up again in case it threatens your friendship or anything Anyways, would love to hear how it goes!
    2 points
  4. She will always be my favorite <3 WARNING: NUDITY!
    2 points
  5. I kinda don't believe this was real
    2 points
  6. Hello, one and all! To a special thread that Faust had the sort of idea for a few days ago, and finally got around to working on! Ever wanted to ask one of Faust's character's a question? Ever curious on what a character's favorite color is? Or, just wanting a little extra backstory on some character that you're fond of? Well, with this... You can do just that! Faust has opened up a thread for you to ask any, and every question you could ever want to ask one of his characters! While you aren't likely to get any answers regarding future chapters in advance, you Can ask them questions about the world they're in.... Or, personal questions, so long as you're willing to accept what they respond in a proper manner. Some may be more willing to answer than others....and their knowledge is about on par with where you are in the story. Be assured none of your questions will do anything to destroy the plot, nor will it cause any sort of paradoxes. Penny's taken care of that, along with AuthorFaust. Both of which are also available for questioning, but refuse to show their faces for this. Penny: Just good business, yeah? Gotta preserve some sort of mystery. AuthorFaust has no real artistic talent, or he would draw out responses like Omocommando and such do....And, this isn't strictly omo-based, since any question is up for grabs...So, Faust figured he'd post it here, just to be safe. Faust will make sure that questions are answered in a timely, and orderly manner...and may be able to surprise one another at some point with a few pictures to responses, but no promises.. Happy questioning! (Other characters can be questioned upon requests. Such as Saril, or Wynn, etc.)
    1 point
  7. Holly woke up that morning with that familiar feeling in her nether regions, having not used the bathroom since she got back from school the previous day and drinking coke and hot chocolate before bed. She stayed under the covers for a few more minutes, as any high schooler would do, savouring the warmth of her blankets and enjoying the sensation of her bladder, squirming to the fullness below, her legs together and sometimes crossing. Eventually, she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to make herself presentable for school. While in the shower, Holly constantly pee danced, sometimes rubbing her thighs together, other times stepping on the spot, as the warm running water surrounding her augmented her need to urinate. She survived her shower without letting out a drop, however, and wrapped herself in a towel, and her blonde hair in a separate towel, before brushing her teeth with her legs crossed. After that agony, she contemplated using the toilet, but instead the pleasure of her bladder took over. Instead of peeing now, she would try and hold it until she got to school, and since her bus was rarely early, she might even hold it through her first class, complete with a teacher who didn't let anyone out. Yeah, she thought. "Oi! Get out! I need to get ready!" The shouting, along with copious door banging, shifted Holly out of her trance. "Get out already!" "Gimme a second, Zara!" Holly adjusted the towel around her, and then opened the door, at which moment she was immediately pushed by a frantic Zara. "Zara!" "Get out! I'm gunna pee myself!" "That explains the crossed legs and kangaroo jumping." "Just go!" "Okay, okay." Holly, after adjusting her towel again, left her older sister and went to her room and took her uniform, a dark yellow dress, out of her closet while she half danced on her feet and laid it on her bed before sitting down and attempting to cross her legs. Her towel, however, was too tight so she had to remove it, exposing her still developing breasts, and then cross her legs. For good measure, her bladder forced her to lean forward for a few seconds. She stayed there for a couple of minutes, wriggling around on her bed, until... "Hey Holly." Holly immediately shielded her boobs from the smiling nine year old Penny who had just opened the door and was now jumping and dancing in her doorway. "Oh my god! Penny! Get out!" "Why?" "Er, look at me. Also, why are you so jumpy! Do you need to pee?" Penny shook her head, while Holly wiggled again at the sight of her obviously desperate sister. "Sure, Penny." Holly gave a smirk to her, and then bundled her out of the room while shielding herself with her towel. Closing the door behind her, she bent down and held herself for a few seconds and then finally put her dress on. She then got out the optional school issued belt and put it on, wincing just before it got to her usual hole. Holly, being her naughty self, tightened it two more holes just to torture herself, and then went to the kitchen to make breakfast. While Holly was waiting for her toast to pop up, she got an empty water bottle and filled it up, the running water causing her to dance on the spot in desperation. When the bottle was full, she chugged the whole thing until it was finished for the sole purpose of filling her already stressed bladder. By this time, her toast popped up, so she spread some Nutella on it, made some iced coffee, and went to the lounge to eat while watching TV, her legs tightly crossed. Soon after, Penny joined her, now wearing a t-shirt and jeans, but just as jumpy as before and now with her hand in her crotch. "Penny, go to the bathroom," Holly pleaded. "You're gunna wet yourself." "No I'm not." "Yes you are." "I don't wanna go to the bathroom." "Suit yourself." They sat there watching TV and eating breakfast, Holly with her legs entwined together, Penny sitting on her feet and squirming uncontrollably with one hand permanently at her crotch. Eventually, Holly finished her breakfast and went to the kitchen to pack her lunch. Standing up made it harder to keep control of her bladder and now she had to keep moving or else she would be on the verge of wetting herself, but that is exactly how Holly liked it. She liked it so much, in fact, that after packing her lunchbox, she filled another bottle up and chugged it. "You're thirsty," Zara questioned. "Gotta stay hydrated." "True that. You're also kinda fidgety. Hey, you need to pee, don't ya." "No." Zara raised an eyebrow at Holly. "You don't want to pee. But you definitely need to pee." "I like how it feels." Zara laughed. "Hey! You like it too!" Holly retorted, before crossing her legs and bending down for a few seconds. "Alright, I do too. How long you planning to hold it?" "Until first class." "You know you'll never get to pee before first class." "Well, I'll just have to hold it longer and suffer the amazing feeling I have right now." Penny suddenly ran in to the kitchen with her plate in one hand and her crotch in the other and then attempted to pour some juice into a glass, which required both hands. She resorted to tightly crossed legs and vigorous movement in her attempt to hold it in, but this, along with her relative lack of height, prevented her from successfully pouring the juice, so Zara had to pour it for her. Penny then drank the whole glass in one go, with a hand back in her crotch and tightly crossed legs, and ran back to the couch to watch TV and squirm. Holly took the water bottle she left in the fridge the previous night and put that and her lunchbox in her bag, before uncrossing her own legs and going to the bathroom to do her hair. When she came back, she noticed that Penny was now holding with both hands. "Penny," Zara said, "bring your bag here. Our bus is almost here, so yours will be here soon." Penny hobbled over to her bag and brought it over to Zara, who put Penny's lunchbox and water bottle inside while Penny was pee dancing and holding with both hands. Zara then offered Penny more juice, which Penny accepted and then gulped down. The three sisters then made their way to the door, and Zara and Holly stepped outside, but Penny suddenly ran back inside, both hands still in her crotch. "You think she leaked?" Zara asked. "Yep." "Our bus will be here in, like, two minutes. Should we leave her?" "Nah." Penny came back a few minutes later, no longer holding herself and now in a new pair of jeans. Holly, meanwhile, was bending down with her legs crossed every so often. "Did you wet yourself, Penny?" Zara asked. "A little," Penny responded. "Aww, that's okay. Let's go now. I can see our bus coming." The three walked around the corner to the bus stop, and the high school bus approached them. Holly and Zara got on and said goodbye to Penny, whose primary school bus would arrive a few minutes later. They found a seat near the back, and Holly tightly crossed her legs upon sitting down. "Good luck walking to class without anyone noticing," Zara said. "I'll be fine." "You sure?" "Yeah. Besides, this feels too good to let go." "You won't be thinking that by the end of class, though." They talked about other stuff for the remainder of the half hour bus ride, like homework and boys, but Holly's bladder was still at the forefront of her thoughts. When they finally arrived at school, Holly was fidgeting on her seat. The sisters waited for everyone else to get off the bus before they got off the bus themselves, and Holly bent down and crossed her legs as she stepped out. Within seconds of the bus leaving again, the bell rang and Holly and Zara hugged each other goodbye, Holly's bladder wincing at the pressure. Holly attempted to walk normally, but found she had to keep her legs together to avoid leakage. This made her slower and, more importantly, more conspicuous as she walked to form class, which was literally 25 minutes of announcements and handing out forms. When she arrived, she went to her usual seat next to her friends Hannah and Lauren, and yet again entwined her legs. The friends talked about random things, and Holly's plight seemed to go unnoticed, and by the time form class had ended, she had drank half her bottle of water. With her bladder now even fuller, it was harder to walk without showing signs of desperation, but Holly managed to do so, even stopping at a water fountain so she could drink the rest of her bottle and refilled it. The sound and sight of running water made her spasm and she quickly brought her legs together before crossing them and risking looking desperate. When she got to class, the bell rang and she took a seat next to her friend Jasmine, and by now crossing her legs when seated was a default setting. "Hi Jasmine!" "Hey Holly!" "What was your answer for Question 9? "This." Holly showed Jasmine her homework, and Jasmine copied it down before the teacher could collect it. As the teacher was collecting the homework, Holly felt a twinge in her bladder and had to resist putting her hand in her crotch, and she loved the feeling. "Today, we will be learning some new French words," the teacher announced, and started introducing words which most of the class didn't know. Holly, however, could actually speak decent French, so she was learning essentially nothing. She soon zoned out and started thinking about other things, her bladder coming to the forefront as the minutes ticked by, and also became more sleepy. "Holly, what's the word for candle? Holly. Holly!" Jasmine whispered. "Oh, hey. What?" "What's candle?" "Oh. Bougie." "Thanks. Oh, I got some energy drinks. Want one?" "Yeah, okay." Holly figured the drink would keep her awake, if not from the caffeine, then from her filling bladder, which was already causing her to fidget. The drink did indeed keep her more alert, but after twenty or so minutes, her need to pee became much worse, and she was now considering using a hand to help her cause. Eventually, after copious wriggling and the odd bending forward, she had no choice but to do so. Now Holly was no longer at risk of leaking, but she could still feel her pee entering her urethra, teasing her. At least she could focus properly on the lesson, not that she really needed to anyway. The teacher was now calling people up to write phrases on the board, and Holly was looking at their poor attempts to write French. "Look at this shit, Jazz!" "I know, right?" "I wonder what it must be like to have not seen French until now?" "Who knows?" "This is merde." Holly and Jasmine laughed, which caused Holly to let a few drops out, and continued looking at their struggling classmates. Soon after however, Holly was called up. She now had to walk up to the whiteboard without her fellow students knowing that she was close to wetting herself. She stood up very gingerly, her legs remaining crossed until she was upright, and slowly walked down to the front, keeping her legs close together. She then translated the teacher's sentence from English into perfect French on the board, no one the wiser that she was leaking drops the whole time. Strangely, Holly quite liked the feeling of almost wetting herself and secretly wished she could stand there until the end of the lesson, but instead, to the slight relief of her bladder, she went back to her seat. Her hands, however, did not go back into her crotch. She resisted holding herself, letting her nether regions be teased to no end, and suddenly feeling thirsty, Holly downed the rest of her water bottle. Again. She had now consumed four bottles of water before 10:00 and, having skipped her morning pee, was paying the price. "Do you need to pee, Holly?" "Yeah." "How bad?" "Pretty bad." "I gotta go real bad as well." "Really?" "Yeah." Holly hadn't noticed until now, but Jasmine had recently put both hands into her crotch. Meanwhile, her own squirming was now uncontainable, and she could only hope no one apart from Jasmine would notice. Another ten minutes passed, and Holly was now starting to leak every so often. She loosened her belt by two notches to reduce the pressure, but it did nothing to stop the urine already in her urethra from teasing her. Meanwhile Jasmine was starting to rock back and forth, and watching her open desperation was accentuating Holly's need, and she was actively resisting holding her crotch, partly to avoid detection, mostly because it felt so good to keep her hands away. There were still fifteen minutes until the lesson ended, however, and Holly was unsure if she could keep it in without using her hands. Soon after, a significant leak answered her question. She attempted to stop the flow by squeezing her legs tighter and wiggling round, but she was forced to bring her hand down when the flow didn't stop, and Holly now couldn't let go of her crotch. Now Holly could only hope that the bell would ring before her hands were no longer enough. "Oh my god. I have to pee so bad," whispered Jasmine. "I can see that." "You don't look so good either." "I have to pee worse than you." "No you don't. I'm gunna wet myself in, like, ten minutes." "Good thing the bell rings in ten minutes, then." "I'm not gunna make it." "Sure you will." "I sure hope so." "Also, stop rocking like that. Everyone's looking at you." "Like they aren't looking at you too." "Well you look like a doofus, so they're looking at you more." "Hey!" The two friends by now were far too occupied by their bladders to pay any attention to the French, or their classmates attempts at it, on the board, and were now waiting for the lesson to end, and after another ten minutes, each slower than the last, the bell for break finally rang. Jasmine bolted off as soon as they were released, but Holly stayed back, being forced to take great care on standing up, and upon doing so her bladder leaked, forcing her to grip her crotch to stop the flow. Only after she regained control could Holly exit the room, and even then she was half walking, half hobbling, her legs not daring to part, and once in the hallway she couldn't use her hands as that would give her away, and she didn't want to follow Jasmine's example. By the time she found a bathroom, she was leaking regularly, and to make matters worse all the cubicles were taken. At least now in the bathroom she could use her hands again. In the agonising minutes she had to stand, or rather dance, there, however, pee was starting to drip down her legs. Holly knew she couldn't wait any longer, and yet the sensation of being seconds from wetting herself felt so good to her. I wish I could hold this longer and just wet myself, she thought. Besides, I never pee unless I really really have to anyway. Then finally, a door opened, and Holly waddled in. She still had to release her hands to undo her belt and lift her dress up, though. Undoing her belt proved to be far harder under duress than it was normally, and with no hands holding back the flood inside her, pee was now running down her legs and she had to stop it from reaching her shoes. Her belt finally came undone and Holly lifted her dress and sat on the toilet, and she released a torrent into it. It took at least two minutes for her bladder to empty, and it was two minutes of ecstasy for her.
    1 point
  8. Hi folks, it's been a while. I'm still here. Wetting my Bamigo (mainly made from bamboo) blue shorts undies. Flutterby07.mp4
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  9. So, this happened a little over a decade ago. I was about five or so. I went to the local YMCA for preschool during this, after trying out a few others. I had run out of diapers prior to arriving this day, so I went commando under my pants. Before arriving, I had had a bottle of milk during breakfast, one during the car ride, and later on, prior to this incident, a box of juice one of the attendants had passed out to me during snack time. About four minutes before this incident, I felt an odd pressure building up. At first, I didn't make much of it, but later realized what it was, I had to pee. Ignoring, like a fair few kids would do, and because I wasn't yet comfortable with using the bathrooms, I didn't ask to go. A few minutes later, the teacher had us line up in front of the bathroom. I was near the back. By this point in time, my need was swiftly growing. While the line moved up, I suddenly felt a warm feeling. Looking down, I noticed a growing wet spot on the crotch of my sweatpants, which traveled downwards. Thankfully enough, my pants were dark enough. I just let nature run its course, not really bothering to stop it. By the time I entered the bathroom, my pants had dried, and hopefully so did the carpet.
    1 point
  10. I've had a curiosity about wetting and secretly fantasized about it since I was in grade school. Its a fetish that's stayed with me all my life. But I've never researched or really indulged myself until recently. I'm not sure why-- I always figured it was really taboo and I was incredibly abnormal. But it was actually my discovery of this site that really spurred me to start exploring it! Public wetting specifically is where my deepest fantasies lie (I haven't quite worked up the nerve to fully act them out). That said I think I've taken some pretty bold steps recently. Before I start my story here's some vague yet revealing details about my life: I'm 5'3'', in my late 20's and have been married for 4 years (I've never told my husband about these fantasies but hopefully I can work up the courage!!!) I work part time 4 days a week as a paralegal and live in a pretty big town-- big enough to do something risqué in public without my friends hearing about it (I hope) And I'll leave the rest of my dimensions, hair color, etc up to the reader because I know people have their preferences and I'd like you to imagine me as you will! So prior to this I had to sort of un-potty train myself. I started with things like wetting my pants and shorts standing in the bath or the shower but had difficulty letting it go while clothed. It took some practice (and a glass of wine never hurt) but I've gotten competent enough to go at will more or less. I loved every moment-- the desperation, warmth, and relief most of all! I've caught myself many times now in public having to pee and fantasizing about doing it. But I never had the gall to just let go. Until today. I first felt the need to pee while I was at work-- about an hour before quitting time. The idea popped into my head when a surprise wave of desperation hit me. I started rubbing myself just thinking about it--I decided that today HAD to be the day. I got home around 1:30 like I usually do and changed into some tight button-fly levis that really hug my figure nicely. They're light blue so wet spots show up really well too--I know because I've wet these before in private. I also wore a belt, some toeless ankle boots, and a yellow vneck tshirt. I didn't wear panties though because I prefer going commando when I wet. (I go commando sometimes anyways because I like the way a rough crotch seam feels against my clit) There was a lot of pressure in my nether region and I was well past the point where I would normally head to a bathroom. But I wanted to really soak myself so I downed a glass of water before grabbing the clothes I wanted to return and left. On the way to my department stores I bought a sweet tea at McDonald's. I drank very quickly, perhaps to distract myself from my desperation, and ended up finishing before pulling into the shopping center parking lot. In the store, I took my time looking at clothes to exchange and trying things on. An hour of loitering really took its toll on my bladder! I had to stand with my legs crossed and walk briskly to lessen the pain. Not to mention a fair amount of crotch-grabbing and little dances here and there. I actually walked past the bathrooms a couple times-- but I was determined to make myself have an "accident". In moments of privacy I rubbed my pussy just thinking about how warm it would be to start peeing. But time and time again my nerves got the best of me! In my fantasies I always imagined that walking through the store with totally soaked jeans would be exhilarating. In the moment, though, all I could picture myself being was utterly embarrassed. Eventually I found a pair of black jeans I wanted to try on and hobbled over to the dressing room. I put them on and looked at myself in the mirror. I can't describe to you how tempting it was to let loose right then! I really wanted to and god knows I was bursting! My legs were visibly shaking and I could feel my heart racing. But again my nerves got the best of me... although wetting in a dressing room is something I'll have to try one day! I put my levis back on and almost lost control when I cinched my belt. At this point I had lost all confidence in myself so I threw those tight black jeans in the discard bin and made my way to the exit. I had parked my car at the far end of the parking lot because, you know, walking;'s good for you. When I stepped onto the pavement I spotted another women who must have had the same idea walking towards me from the far end. It occurred to me that this was the perfect moment to stage an accident! She was probably only 50 feet away at this point and the gap seemed to be closing fast. I was walking at a brisk pace, albeit with short, tight steps. I held my arms stiffly by my sides and my hands must have been balled up into fists. I had never actually peed my pants while walking but let me assure you in that moment it felt intensely doable! I noticed the woman shift her attention to me with a curious look. She must have been in her 50's. We were maybe 20 feet away from each other now and I was really trying hard to make myself piss. Then I felt it... I remember hearing myself quietly gasp. It was just a tiny stream at first. I looked down and noticed a very small dark spot slowly growing at the very base of my crotch. My bladder reflexively regained control of itself and cut the stream. Then, while still walking, I slowly exhaled the air I had gasped in. I looked up at the woman and felt an explosion of wetness on my pelvis. She had definitely noticed and was staring wide-eyed at the fly of my jeans. Peeing hard, I looked back down at myself to assess the damage. My jeans were thick enough and tight enough against my thighs that my pee hadn't yet found its way down one of my pant legs. But it had definitely started pooling around my crotch and shot hard up my fly and to the far sides of my thighs. I didn't let up there though-- I continued wetting as hard as I could. The stain was practically up to my waistband of my jeans and at this point and I could feel it shooting up my behind. The wetness was glistening against my crotch and you could almost see the pee streaming on the surface of the denim. I could even see pee start to pour out of the gaps between the buttons on my fly! The poor woman couldn't take her eyes off me! But she kept walking. And I kept walking. It was starting to cascade down my legs now, alternating from left to right with each step. We finally passed each other, and somehow with her gaze gone I managed to make myself pee even harder. My urine was audibly splattering on the pavement at this point. I must have left quite a trail! I continued peeing all the way back to my car. Still flooding my jeans, I quickly opened my door and hid behind it. I stood with my legs tight together and pushed my hand hard into my crotch. It was so warm-- it felt like a shower head shooting water on my clit! My chest was heaving and it felt like I was climaxing from an orgasm! I probably stood there for another 15 seconds just peeing. But it felt like a minute or more. I spread my legs a little and placed my hands against my thighs-- relaxing to let the last of my pee out. There was quite a puddle beneath me and only a little bit of fabric on my jeans that wasn't dark from wetness. I stood there for a bit basking in the warmth, letting the moment sink in... When I finally realized that I was standing in the middle of a parking lot with pee-soaked jeans, I quickly grabbed a towel from my back seat and placed on the drivers seat for me to sit on. Then I hopped in, started my car, and tore out of there! Needless to say this is one of the hottest things I've ever experienced and I plan on experimenting much more in the future. Maybe I'll share my adventures with all of you! Tell me about your first times and what you thought of mine! And let me know of any creative or exciting things I can do in the future! I can't wait to put on another show-- I'm really enthralled by the concept of 'convenience wetting' some people here engage in! Hopefully one day I'll have the courage to do something like that in public!
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  11. It was a college Halloween party. The men were handsome, but the girls were gorgeous. There was one girl, Elba, who spent the night shoving tacos down her throat. She ended up having to run to the bathroom, holding her gut. There were of course other girls there. College, beautiful girls. Six of them were about to have a hell of a night. One of which, one of them would never forget. Because that one person did not make it to the toilet in time. There were six girls. Amy, who wore a cowgirl outfit from the old west. She had on a tight, white t-shirt that showed her belly button area, with skinny jeans, and tan boots that reached the knees. She had a large cowgirl hat, and the only thing larger was her bladder after several sodas and beers. She made her way to the one bathroom in the house. Then, Blanca. She was dressed as a sexy cat. Tight black boots and jumpsuit, with nylons over the exposed legs. With little freckles and whiskers painted don her face. Lana was dressed as a sexy elf. She wore a green top hat, tight black pants, which stretched over her body from straps. Her belly button was exposed, and belly had enlarged since the party started. Her and Blanca sat there with friends and both said, “I’m about to pee my panties. Be right back.” Jo, was dressed as a superhero. Black outfit, short shorts, her brown hair whisked down her shoulders, and this girl’s bladder had taken in a lot. Too bad it was naturally the size of a bat’s bladder. Alexa followed not long after Jo. She had curly black hair, and wore a short, dark red dress. Wings sprouted from the back. The devil. Krista who dressed in a boxing uniform had tight, red gym pants just above her ankles. Her blonde hair tied up, and black boxing gloves. She soon felt after someone near her poured some drinks was reminded of the river inside of her. Her legs started to shake and she headed upstairs to the one bathroom, praying no one occupied it. However, once she reached there, five other girls stood outside the locked door. All very desperate. There was going to be a mess tonight. “Damn!” Krista said. “How long have you guys been waiting?” “I’ve been here the longest,” Amy said. Her tight jeans became tighter as she struggled to cross her legs and hold the pee that filled more and more inside of her. “About fifteen minutes so far.” Krista’s jaw dropped. She felt as if someone was dribbling a basketball inside of her. She got into line. Her legs tight together and hands in her crotch. Five more minutes went by. Amy was hopping, legs crossed. Behind her was Blanca, who also had her legs crossed in her kitty outfit, and pressed her hands against her stomach; she was in pain. Lana was bent over halfway and legs tight, one hand to her crotch, one on her belly, massaging it. Jo was the only one who seemed in control. She moved a little back and forth, but she was not about to drip on the carpet…at least, that’s not what it looked like. Alexa had her hands on her hips, legs crossed. Krista…well…she did not have much time left it seemed like. Jo said, “Amy, can you knock on the door?” Amy did. Then, she said, “Hey, whoever is in there, there are six of us girls desperate as hell. Come on already!” Lana’s face grew with concern. Her eyes closed as she felt warmth in her crotch area. She whispered to herself, “No…no…please no.” Her tan belly expanded over the waist of her pants. Jo massaged Lana on the back and told her she was going to be alright. But Jo, who still looked in control, was in a darker place in her mind. She landed against the wall, one leg up with the knee out. Was this superhero going to be able to save her panties from a massive flood. Alexa was hopping around, arms around herself as if she were freezing. Sweat beamed out of her head. She said through her teeth, “Oh man, what a night to go commando.” Her legs, due to being crossed for so long, started to fall asleep. She uncrossed them and started to jog in place. The door finally opened. Elba came out looking relieved. “Sorry guys,” she apologized. “But don’t worry, I sprayed it fresh. She left, and Amy darted right into the bathroom, shutting the door from behind her with great force. Amy’s scream of relief echoed throughout the top floor of the house. Blanca though, her was closest to the door, felt the ocean inside of her now in storm mode. She felt waves of agonizing desperation pulse in her bladder. She was rubbing her arms, hopping in place, legs uncrossed but tight together, knees centered. The sound of Amy’s watery relief made her desperation intense. “Oh…oh.” Blanca said. “I..” her teeth jittered, “I can’t…can’t….take it any…anymore.” But the door opened, Amy walked out with a smile, and right when Blanca was headed in someone pulled her from behind and through her to the ground. Blanca grabbed herself quickly and got back control. Lana mouthed the words, “Sorry,” and shut the door behind her. Blanca pulled herself up off of the floor with crossed legs, using the door knob on the bathroom as something to hold onto. She banged on the door, “Hey! Come on, it is my turn! My gut is gonna burst or something.” Lana apologized through the door. Lana felt bad, but she was losing it. Her panties had already been stained just a bit but still. Survival of the fittest, that is what she tells herself to this day. Blanca saw a litter box in the room down the hall. In her cat outfit, she fantasized about taking advantage of the animal’s spot. She then regained sanity and grabbed her crotch. She bent over. Jo, who was bisexual, liked Blanca’s tight butt in the black cat suit. But the power of her hormones worsened her situation and made her dance in place. Alexa stuttered to the front. She begged Blanca, “Blanca, please. I…I…really REALLY need to go.” She was not lying, she felt a boiling, pressure of pain in her bladder. Blanca shook her head. “There’s no way. I’m sorry, but I can’t wait anymore.” Alexa understood. She walked slowly to the back and saw what had become of Krista. Poor Krista. Her legs were crossed, one foot on the floor over one leg and the other knee on the ground. She held herself, shaking as if she were freezing. She was holding her breath, sweating. She did not know what to do. If she moved when it was her turn, it was going to pour out of her. Lana came out, relieved, and Blanca smacked her, and ran in. Inside the bathroom, Blanca reached for the back of her costume. She tried to untie the strings that held it together. She could not stop moving her legs, at risk of making a lake on the bathroom floor. She was fighting a losing battle. She opened the bathroom door, holding her hand out in front of Jo was cried and jumped. Blanca called Krista over. She told her to roll over if she had to, or she was going to have an accident as well. Krista rolled over and Blanca pulled her inside. Krista bit the strings off Blanca’s costume with her teeth, and she relieved herself, then helped Krista onto the throne and she made it as well. Both came out of the bathroom relieved, and went downstairs. Jo was at her bursting point. RED ALERT! Her bladder rung. She tried to go in but Alexa tried to push her out of the way. They were both at the doorway, stuck in, wrestling with each other. “No way!” Jo yelled. “It’s my turn.” Alexa argued, “I can’t make it. Please, I went commando cause this costume can get hot for some reason. If I have an accident, it is full on. Nothing to slow it down.” Jo said, “Sorry, too bad.” Both stuck in the doorway pushed Alexa outwards. Alexa held onto both sides of the bathroom entrance. Alexa said, “There is no way I am peeing myself!” Alexa shot her foot up to Jo’s face. She tried to pull herself in, but Jo put a leg in front of her. “grr go hee grrr,” Alexa muttered in discomfort. Both girls felt their bladders getting hotter. They felt the pee making its way to the exit of the body. Jo and Alexa were in great anxiety. Alexa took a risk, but it was all she could think of. She said, “Water, tsunamis, lots of them bashing against each other.” Jo’s eyes widened. Alexa was trying to get her body to give up, so the way she would give up and Alexa would have the restroom all to herself. Alexa was in pain as well, but she muttered through. “Rain storms. Drippy, drop, lots of watery.” It was working. Jo was losing control. Her muscle’s weakened. She did not wet, but Alexa overpowered her and tossed her aside. Alexa ran inside the bathroom and shut the door. Jo tripped over the railing of the house and fell. Luckily, a guy caught her. She held herself, jumped out of his hands, and headed back for the staircase. “No.” she said to herself. “I am NOT going to pee myself in front of everyone, not here. I can’t.I CAN’T!” As she got to the staircase, a whole new group of girls went up the stairs, very desperate. They all had put off going cause of the line they saw Jo in before in hopes it would die down. Jo crawled up the staircase, hand to crotch. Six new people squirmed in outside the bathroom. Alexa loudly moaned relief from inside. Jo could barely see through her eyes it had gotten so bad. The door opened, the first new girl ran in. Alexa walked over to Jo and helped her up. “Th-thank, you,” Jo muttered. “Oh, don’t worry,” Alexa said. With an evil grin. “I’m not done “helping” you yet. WATER WATER WATER WATER….WATERFALLS!” Jo screamed, “NO NOOOOOOOOOO!” Too late. Jo’s floodgates opened and pee rushed out of her. She felt her bladder pumping endlessly. She turned red, and everyone stared. Many laughed. It would not stop flowing out of her. Jo cried and ran out the front door, a trail of yellow following her. She was at home, cleaned up, and crying. Then, a knock at her door. Bobby, her crush from freshmen year was there. He told her it was alright. He left the party because everyone there was a jerk. He told her what she did, accident or not, was hot. They kissed, years later got married, had kids, grew old, and lived happily ever after. The end.
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  13. I didn't actually consciously plan for this to happen...but the spontaneity only enhanced the experience... I let my bladder get to around a 5 when I stepped into the shower- nothing to desperate, but quite a reasonable level of pleasure. in all honesty. I'd guiltily drunk three full-to-the-brim glasses beforehand, to assist towards my aim (pun unintended): some simple wetting target practice. My plan was not elaborate- put a sponge on the floor of the shower (there's usually a dry part), aim, and try for the centre, all for the sheer, unadulterated joy of it. Peeing on a sponge allows you to see your progress, after all. I turn on the shower nozzle and let the warmth cascade down my body, that normal, pure first-step-in-the-shower feeling... With occasional spikes of arousal from my filling bladder, I shampoo my hair normally. Once I've washed it out, I decide to tease myself a little, and sit down in the thin layer of warm water at the bottom of the shower. Instantly, it laps at my parts, and I almost lose control right there. The shower water is still coming over me, and I can almost convince myself that my urine is one of the streams! I panic momentarily, but I'm still very, very full, despite the small trickle which may or may not have escaped. I stand back up again, enjoying every second, and begin to condition my hair without stopping to wash my hands. After repeating the sit-down-in-the-shower-water experience, this time at around a 7.5, I decide it's time to let go and pee. Position the sponge. Relax inner thigh muscles. And aim- but the second my fingers make contact with my urethra, before I can truly position myself I'm DOING IT! I can't stop, and the gush is a waterfall, a torrent now, and it's pleasurable and disappointing simultaneously and I CAN'T STOP. My fingers keep slipping over my sodden labia. It's clear I won't be able to target the sponge, so in a desperate, urophilic action, I grab it- almost slipping in my own urine stream, and place it between my legs. I cross them tightly and it feels even better. Now, now I understand why people say it feels so warm to wet! Soon the sponge is near-saturated- I must've been at an 8-9 after all- and tendrils are trickling down my leg. I don't want it to end when it does. Suddenly, I'm left standing there, with the contents of a toilet on my hand and in the sponge. I squeeze the sponge over my chest. The sweet urine caresses my torso. I try so, so hard to squeeze out more pee, but it's just not possible for me anymore. I've been drained. I finish my shower and clean myself up. I manage one drip on the sponge, and then I step out onto the mat. I can't wait for my next shower.
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  14. Today I’m engaging in an exhilarating, wet weekend day, thanks to dares from @MaggieZStar, @Rukako and @Brotaku who gave me a few dares to celebrate my reaching 500 posts on Omo.org (dares post over here: https://omorashi.org/topic/36700-500th-post-dares-everyone-welcome/ ) I decided to combine these first few dares into one day, as they slotted together rather nicely. Rules are as follows – I’m not allowed to use the bathroom except at midday and 6pm, any other time I need to go I have to wet myself, then I’ve got to get desperate and leave the house for at least an hour and a half, and I have to walk through the park while desperate and keeping hydrated… Based on those rules I decided to Hold in the morning and Wet in the afternoon, to give it even more variety... Oh, and FYI I’m splitting the day into several posts so I can give a full account, I’ve been writing it up as I go along to make sure I get all the details down… Emerging into consciousness at about 9am, in my sleep deprived state I almost lost the dare from the off – just as I’m relaxing into my morning pee I remembered the rules and had to cut off the stream – only letting the tiniest of spurts escape. Still, it took me a few seconds of curled toes, watery eyes and tingly muscle clenching to settle back down again (but boy do I love that feeling!) I should mention that I stayed in pyjamas most of the morning - light grey thin cotton trousers which REALLY show if I pee in them, and a dark T-shirt. After that I got stuck into some housework, drinking in moderation as I didn’t want to wet myself before noon. Now I very rarely forego my morning ablutions so it was quite the novel experience, and I have to say that desperation seems to really focus my efforts at tidying. I got my bedroom all tidied away in record time, washing hung out (the sound of the machine emptying water from the second load really made me squirm though!) and got the rubbish and recycling out to the big bins. That was when I made the mistake of putting on a pair of trousers to go outside though – the tight belt definitely upped the pressure and I’d been getting increasingly squirmy through each of my chores. By the time I was doing the bins (around 11:30) I must have been at about an 8/10 and couldn’t stand still, my legs were getting a little trembly, but I wanted to push myself more so I decided to stop for a cigarette out the front of the flat. I was lucky that only a few people went by in that time, but I was finding it really hard not to squirm and I’m pretty sure I caught one or two furtive glances in my direction (although I was trying to be nonchalant and ignore them!) With a quarter of an hour to go until I could use the loo, things were gettin' REAL squirrely, and since I’d run out of things I could do in the time without bending down (and was pretty damn sure that doing so would totally break me!), I was left with nothing but my bursting bladder to concentrate on. I tend to get desperate pretty quickly once it starts, so the longer I had to wait the more torturous it became and since I couldn’t stand still I ended up pacing my room trying to distract myself with some music, or reorganising my cupboards, or really just hopping around my room poking at stuff to try and convince myself I was busy! With 5 minutes to go I started to lose it – with little spurts escaping every 10 seconds or so and fighting to regain control – and I was squeezing my legs together and kept having to bend my knees and bounce around to try and stem the flow. I pee-danced my way towards the loo, keeping a close eye on my watch (which incidentally is one of those synchronised to the atomic clock so doesn’t let me get away with even a few seconds leeway!) and finally, just as I thought I’d have to call it quits it beeps to tell me it’s midday and MY GOD I just peed an absolute TORRENT!! I swear the neighbours must have thought I’d installed an indoor water feature or something! But the relief was absolutely divine, physically and mentally I was in ecstasy for about 60 seconds’ worth of mind-numbing emotion and sensation, after which I was totally spent! (I’m sure a lot of you know the feeling! ) I had to spend the next 5 minutes chilling out on the sofa, it was that good! I started writing up my morning’s exploits ready to post, but holding that long had my bladder working overtime so things escalated as I was typing – but I’ll save that for the next post!! Hopefully some of you guys will have enjoyed this, and do let me know if I can improve my style etc, as I don’t often write up my experiences!!
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  15. It's a video I 've just seen on youtube. The moment she pees can't be seen but it's still a gread video
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  16. Last night's bedwetting was not quite as expected. I hadn't wet much during the day- 2 or 3 times, no more, and there was no pressure on my bladder as bedtime approached. It was a different story when I stood up to go to bed. My bladder woke up, realised there was some pee in it and started dribbling it down my leg. I had to move quickly. I stripped fast, drank a hasty glass of water and dived into bed with piss running down my legs in a good trickle. Then I let go. I thought that would be it, but I woke about 5 am and peed again, then went back to sleep. It happened again later, and again about 8-ish. I enjoyed lying in it for a while, dozing fitfully, then thought it must be about 9 o'clock and I should get up. I looked at the clock. Darn near 11 am! I skipped the customary splashabout and hastily got out of bed and got the clean-up started. It doesn't take long- I've got it down to a fairly fine art. I was soaked again, from head to foot. I'll wet again tonight, and if I wake up late, too bad. I've got several nights coming up when I'll have to be dry, so I'm enjoying the ones when I can be wet.
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  17. Mad TV had a skit with these women waiting in line for the one toilet left in the building. Meanwhile they have a singer. The woman first in line if you look at her she seems desperate on her face. Then at :45 the first flush look at the lay in the short dress she third in line. When the first flush happens it like triggers her and makes her dance a little. I found it hot.
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  18. Here are your main issues. People should just learn to ignore hateful messages. A lot of them are just trolls that enjoy insulting people. The moment you start acknowledging them, they win. That's the price you pay for anonymity and it should stay like that.
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  19. Part 4 – the warm-down So I got back in my flat, still wearing my heavy, soggy trousers and sitting on a waterproof pad on my sofa to write up the epic fun of peeing in the park right away, but I lost track of time so when I next got desperate and did another pee in the bin (not that long after, since I was giving my bladder a thrashing!), I realised when I got back to my computer that it was 5:50pm and I’d just gone and WASTED my 6pm toilet slot!! Now I’d have to stay in wet trousers all evening! To be honest after the intensity of the afternoon the evening’s activities were rather passive by comparison, but still I was committed to keeping to the rules and I decided to keep wearing my wet clothes right through to the end of the day to make things more interesting. After I’d finished writing my bladder clearly decided to slow things down and it was another hour and a half of sitting in damp trousers watching TV before I started feeling anything. Unlike earlier, sitting still was my ally and as soon as I got up to make dinner my bladder twinged and let me know it wasn’t going to be forgotten. By now the pee-filled bin was getting increasingly cold and unappealing, and as it was starting to get dark outside I decided to take my next relief in my back yard with one of the cigarettes the search for which nearly broke me earlier. With all my earlier exploits I barely made it out of the door before my muscles gave in, warm pee dribbling down my cold wet trouser legs as I tried to light my cigarette with shaky hands. Even after the relief was over and my trousers all warmed up, I pushed a little and another stream started, adding to the growing puddle running its way towards the drain. There aren’t many people who can see into my back yard, but there are three or four windows overlooking it and I’ve had my next door neighbour mutter something about “Disgusting” over the fence at me before – not sure if he was complaining about the smoke or if he’d cottoned on to any of my Omo fun but still enough to feel a bit naughty and worried about being spotted! Over the course of the next few hours I must have gone out and peed my pants another 3 or 4 times in the back yard, and I came in each time with increasingly squishy socks – the last time I even had to wring out my trouser they were that saturated. But finally it reached midnight and despite the fun of the day I was quite relieved to be able to hop in the shower, clean myself off and bung the soggy, pee-filled and increasingly whiffy trouser in the wash! There ended my first day of dares, and it was absolutely EPIC! Thanks guys for giving me the dares – I still have a 24hr hold to do, probably on Monday, but for now I’m taking a rest day!
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  20. Here's what looks like a livejasmine girl needing to pee, lots of bending over and leg crossing. livejasmine.mp4
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  21. As @ConfusedOne wanted, I tried to draw a character from Harry Potter. So let me introduce you Hermione Granger. She is so scared while fighting that she felt and peed her panties ! Enjoy!
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  22. I submit three of my favorite (non-nude) picks for the sexy ass competition.
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  23. It dawns on me that I haven't been updating here, not deliberately but because I'm bit of a moron Anyway, here's what I owe you First one is a girl called Emma, waiting in line until she can't hold back Next is Julia, having a very vivid dream - I'll let you guess what she's dreaming about. Or you can read WitW if you can't guess. You should read it anyway (shameless plugging) @BigBoss Still working on it, really sorry about the time it's taking, but I promise you I will get it done. @Zooky-Chan Sure thing, I'll add it to the list. Might do messing and not-messing versions for the folks who don't like messing. Nudity warning for this next one, not a wetting incident but Jessie and Rachel getting rather intimate following a pheromone incident. - spoilered because it's NSFW, but then again so is the rest of this stuff really. Before I go, please feel free to criticise or comment on my work - Constructive criticism is appreciated, name-calling and insults because of my time-keeping and organisation is well deserved.
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  24. @realmadridI am not the one that hid the thread, it was hidden before the new mod team was assembled; I'm just giving it my best guess as to why it would be and that is assuredly the closest fit from my point of view. Its especially more problematic and dubious that it became more than one video and got quite some attention; the topic in and of itself invited contribution as it went on and it did in fact have contributors other than you that could not say the same in regards to their own video uploads and posts, now that I'm looking at it. Its certainly a dubious situation, and I can see fully within the lines that "this is difficult and bordering on rule breaking, and some of these are partially rule breaking. Instead of worrying about the specifics of this, I should hide this because it doesn't sit right with me and the rules I have made" kind of thought process. I can understand why it would have been hidden, yes. If you're looking to appeal to have this thread unhidden, it would likely be good to contact Kirito. It is assuredly he who hid the thread, and chain of command and all that. I wouldn't overly count on it though, for the reasons above. However I can assure you, now that the site has a dedicated and expanded staff, such threads can now be monitored more closely and consistently, so things will get to the point an entire topic will have to been hidden far less, I assure you! :)
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  25. This topic has been hidden by administration, likely for a wide violation of the following rule: A callous disregard for the privacy and security of others Do not post content recorded without consent (“voyeur”/hidden camera videos, CCTV clips, etc.) Note that this does not apply to consensual (i.e. staged) voyeur scenarios. While this rule does not explicitly state such (this will likely change if this becomes an issue), this sort of thing would fall under the same lines, non-staged non-porn videos containing someone unwittingly wetting themselves. For example, if someone was recording a karate tournament or something, and someone wet themselves during a match and it was caught in said footage, we would likely not allow such content to make the rounds. You get the sort of thing I'm saying?
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  26. That was an amazing start can not wait for the next part
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  27. Sounds like a lot of fun! I need to get better at the clean-up before I can really get into it but it's something I really do want to do more if I can. That hasty glass of water is probably what did you in for the rest of the night - makes you wet more but the more often you wake up during the night the later you're likely to get up in the morning... swing and roundabouts...
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  29. Hmmmmm....this is a really old thing, and I wrote it a loooong time ago. Word Count: 1312 Original Work ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ “Hey, pull over at the next fast food restaurant!” a young woman called to her driver, fidgeting a bit. “Don't listen to Kaylee,” countered her close friend, who was sitting with her in the back of their van. He grinned at the girl, poking her in the stomach. “How about we have a contest instead?” “What are you talking about, Alan?” Alan moved to sit beside his best friend and pushed his palm against her abdomen. It was hard, difficult to press down on. She yelped and slapped at his hand, which caused him to pull his arm back. He had a grin plastered on his face and he was very obviously amused. “Alan!” she squealed. “I'm going to pee if you do that!” “That's why we shouldn't pull over!” He lifted up his hoodie and the shirt beneath it to show how his abdomen was slightly swollen. “I have to use the bathroom, too. Let's see who can hold it longer.” It was probably a terrible idea, but it was thrilling all the same. They would both hold it until they absolutely couldn't anymore, and then they would burst, spilling urine into the carpet of the back of the van... But Kaylee was a rich girl and could waste some money to get it cleaned, so there was no real damage done. As long as the anime and manga collection they kept in the vehicle wasn't damaged, it could actually be quite fun. “Actually, don't pull over!” she agreed, smiling over at the driver, who shook his head and sighed at the two in the back. He was always finished with their antics before they even started up, and this was clearly no exception. Alan ran his fingers through his bleached blond hair before reaching over to the ice chest they kept with them, pulling out two cans of soda. He handed one to Kaylee as he sat back down. The can fizzed as he opened it, and he made a motion for his friend to open hers as well. “It's more fun if you're drinking something.” “It's more fun? You've done this before?” He shrugged. “I didn't have anything better to do with my time, so sure.” That meant he knew for a fact this was fun, right? So then there was even less harm done in trying it. Their interests aligned with one another perfectly, and everything one was interested in, so was the other—so the theoretical probability of her enjoying a holding contest was one hundred percent, wasn't it? She squirmed a little as she took a drink of her soda, hips wiggling as she felt a wave of desperation wash over her. Alan must have been feeling the effect of it, too, as he ground his crotch just a bit against the heel of his shoe. Still, he took a big gulp of it, grinning as he moved the can away from his lips. His gaze was taunting, as if he already knew beforehand that he was going to win the contest and she was going to lose. But she had a chance at beating him, right? Maybe his desperation would be worse than hers in the end. “I bet I'm gonna definitely beat you at this,” he teased, setting his drink down and getting on his hands and knees to get in Kaylee's face. He raised one of his hands to poke her stomach before going up to tickle the crook of her neck. She yelped and kicked at him, nailing him in hip and forcing him to fall backwards. The desperation was suddenly worse, and she jammed a hand between her legs to keep from letting anything spurt out. After a moment of squirming and gritting her teeth, she finally got herself under control and kicked the boy again. “Not fair! You can't do things like that.” He grinned again, taking another drink of his soda and looking at Kaylee triumphantly. “Who said there were rules? I bet you almost just lost it!” he chirped in a singsong tone, happily flapping his left hand a few times. “I did! Not faaaaiiiir!” She was wailing now, flailing in Alan's general direction. She huffed, but she still took another sip. She was taking smaller drinks than her friend, which probably wasn't fair, but with the move he just pulled, she couldn't find it in her to feel any guilt. Besides, if he kept drinking like he was, he was going to end up bursting long before her. “You're going too slow.” It was almost like he read her mind, motioning to the soda can in her hand. “On three, we're both gonna chug the whole thing. ...One, two, three.” She couldn't really argue with him, since she had agreed to partake in this little contest that her friend had come up with. She tipped her head back and downed her beverage without taking in a single breath before the container was empty. It left a sickish feeling in her stomach, but more than that, she really needed to use the restroom. Her hand went to her crotch and she crossed her legs, thighs pressing together tightly. Alan seemed to be struggling now as well, sitting on his foot to grind down on the heel of his shoe. His thighs were trembling as he leaned forward, teeth clenched and both hands at his slightly bulging abdomen. They seemed to be at the exact same point, and who would tip over the edge first was completely unknown. It could be either or at this point—they were both having trouble and they were both ready to burst. Desperation hit the girl hard, and she felt a bit of warmth dampen her fingertips and her palms. She must have been leaking already! Her face went red with embarrassment, and Alan definitely took note. He gave her a teasing smile, though it looked forced, like he needed to put plenty of effort into it—which he probably did, considering the state he was in. “Does that mean you've lost?” he asked, an edge of false innocence to his voice. Kaylee refused to admit defeat, but another spurt of urine gushed out and spilled through her fingers, dampening the carpet that covered the back of the van. She definitely had lost, and there was no doubt there. She even let a moan slip as more piss spurted out of her and hit the floor. “You did lose!” He ground down harder on his shoe, letting out a soft whimper as she noticed a wet patch darken the front of his pants. A heavy breath passed his lips as he leaned down even further, a moan coming from his throat. “I'm the winner, it looks like. But I bet I can last even longer! I won't...ahh...won't break until you wet yourself all the way...!” He was struggling to speak properly, but then Kaylee had nothing to say, since she was trembling and too overwhelmed by the sensation to even manage to speak. She couldn't hold on anymore, and it all came spilling out. She squeaked as urine soaked her dress and her thighs, and soaked into the carpet. It felt so good to let go, and she slumped down against the side of the vehicle once her bladder was empty. Alan, who was still trying to maintain his control, finally relaxed. He moaned loudly as piss drenched his pants and his shoe, and he seemed perfectly content sitting in a puddle of his own urine afterwards. Kaylee couldn't help giving a breathless laugh when she heard the driver mutter something about those damn kids, but he was just going to have to get used to it—she got the feeling that she and Alan were going to have plenty more “contests” in the future.
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  30. sdkfjkdsf this was written forever ago Warning: sexual content Word Count: 1012 Original Work ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ Alistair and Ruby bet on a lot of things, so whenever one of them bet the other couldn't do something, the other wasn't surprised. Not even if the comment came out of the blue, not even if it didn't quite make a lot of sense. That's why maybe Alistair shouldn't have actually choked on his drink when Ruby had placed her most recent bet: “I bet you can't hold it if we had sex. I bet you'd end up wetting all over me.” But he had choked on his drink, and he'd also been completely speechless, not really knowing what he was supposed to say in response. He'd been fidgeting for the past hour and a half but was too comfortable to get up and use the restroom—and now his roommate was taking advantage of that. He really just wanted to get up and go to the bathroom, but he always had to take her up on the things she bet. That was just how to two could get one another to do things, always without fail. “I bet I can,” he returned, though he really wasn't sure of it himself. He set down his juice and got to his feet. “I bet I wouldn't.” “Then shall we give that a test?” Her usually expressionless face held a hint of a smile at the corners of her mouth. She stood up herself and took his hand, leading him to the bedroom. Their other roommate likely wouldn't be home for another hour—if not, longer—so they had plenty of time. Ruby locked the door behind them despite the two being home by themselves, and she pushed him up against the wall to kiss him. Her kisses were always heated and intense no matter what, and this wasn't an exception. Her hands wandered up his shirt to his chest, and she pinched his nipples, eliciting a groan from the boy. Arousal twitched in the pit of his stomach, along with an urgent need to relieve himself. He almost excused himself to do just that, but no, that would go against the little game they'd been playing for about a year now. So instead, he just took a deep breath in an attempt to keep his head clear, and he didn't do a thing to stop the girl. Her lips found their way down to his neck and she gave a rough suck. Alistair's shoulders went back and he sucked in a shaky breath. He needed to use the restroom, or else he was definitely going to end up wetting himself. Still, he let her continue, leaving hickeys on his neck. He squirmed beneath Ruby's touch, and his need to use the restroom was only getting more urgent. He probably was going to end up wetting all over her. Which would be a disaster, because then she would be disgusted with him and that wouldn't be good. But he couldn't back out now, could he? Even if he was ready to burst? She got down on her knees and undid his pants, letting them fall to the floor around his ankles. His underwear was stained with a patch of pre-cum, and Ruby let out a small giggle. She teased the head of his cock through the fabric, and he let out a shaky breath. His hips wriggled just a bit, and he really needed to go relieve himself—but he also needed to win the bet. Ruby pulled down his boxers and let them fall down with his pants. He took another shaky breath, trying his hardest to stand still, but his thighs were still beginning to quiver with more than just his arousal. The girl took note of this, and though she remained expressionless as always, there was a twinkle in her eyes that meant she felt satisfied with herself. Maybe she was even teasing him a bit as well. She took off her shirt and her bra, tossing both to the side as she looked up at him. He knew what she was doing, and if he couldn't hold it, he would end up peeing all over her face. How embarrassing! He could feel his cheeks heating up just at the thought of it. After giving his cock a few pumps, she put it between her breasts and began rubbing his dick up and down. He moaned softly, hips jerking slightly at the action. Pleasure coursed through him, tightened in the pit of his stomach along with the need to use the restroom. As she continued, he could feel his release getting closer and closer and he needed to cum just as badly as he needed to pee. “Ah—haah—! I'm...gonna cum soon if you...ahn...k-keep going...” “Perfect,” Ruby murmured, and she would be grinning up at him if she kept her emotions displayed on her face. But she didn't, though that didn't suppress the sparkle in her eyes. She sped up her actions, causing him to let out a loud moan and squirm a bit. His hands balled into fists as he came, spurting cum onto her face and her glasses. He almost fell forward and collapsed, but he kept himself standing upright. Before he could do anything to stop it, though, urine came flooding out of him, spattering the girl's face. She closed her eyes and her mouth, and while her face remained blank, he was so certain she was disgusted and wouldn't want anything to do with him for a while. But no, there was a small smile twitching at the corners of her lips as he let out a small whimper and needed to use the wall to hold himself up. He looked down at her, face flushed, and she wiped the urine away from her eyes and mouth before she got to her feet and looked at him. “That must have felt good,” she murmured, giving him a quick peck on his cheek. He nodded, a bit breathless after what had happened, and gave a weak smile. “It did.” “Good. We should do this again sometime.”
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  31. You're the best! Thank you so so much for all you share!
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  32. I found two series from Hellclinic videos on my PC and cut only the wetting parts. Hope you like them. Jeans wetting (Hellclinic.com).mp4 Jeanshorts wetting (Hellclinic.com).mp4 Red jeanshorts wetting (Hellclinic.com.mp4
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  33. Might I suggest something based on a normal clothes kinda costume? What I mean (though not what I'd suggest as a starter!) is like I'm doing a Jayne Cobb cosplay for MCM (London comic-con) in May, most of which is just normal clothes, so if I were to wet in it (which personally I'm way too chicken to do, but still), it would be super easy to clean because the costume is just a specific set of normal clothes... If you're thinking of anime cosplays I believe there's a few based on schoolgirl outfits that could work (sadly my anime knowledge is somewhat limited), and I think if you're combining it with Omo then no-one's going to complain too much if you did a simpler cosplay or a less accurate version of a more complex one, to allow for the fact you'd need to clean it... Maybe start with that sort of thing and work up to more complicated stuff when/if you get a feel for it? Anywho, just thoughts!
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  34. Does anybody have the "Morning Pee" video by Alyssa Reece? She just woke up and is desperate to pee in her navy cotton tights (leggings). She is standing in the bathroom, trying to hold it but she eventually pees her leggings. The vid is around 6 mins long.
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  35. I could easily do one of either, but i'll have to wait until my commissions are complete to have enough free time to do it for myself. If you wanted one commissioned i still have a slot open, pm me if you wanna talk about it, prices etc. :) Love Rinoa, shes beautiful, as is Tifa, so i'd enjoy that idea. Rikku has always been a fav of mine too.
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  36. Tumblr is absolutely horrendous. It is extremely immature and extremely self-centerred. That being said, I dunno why people need to insult anyhow - if a video isn't my cup of tea I might say that, but that doesn't mean I'll be disrespectful. The only tme I've been disrespectful is if the video is obviously horrendously fake, or if it was taken against someone's will. (or if it was not tagged appropriately or intentionally misleading, such as containing scat or the wrong sex just to flash a penis at me).
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  37. but also I wish to contribute with this
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  38. Having been a camp counselor many years ago, the bed-wetting problem is a very common one, and we were prepared to send the kid off to shower while we quickly changed the sheets. We had a little speech ready to explain to the others that these accidents can happen to anyone when they sleep in an unfamiliar place to help minimize the psychological damage. One summer, there was a kid that I woke up every night around 2:00AM to go and pee so he wouldn't wet the bed.
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  39. I've told these stories before, but I like talking about them, so....... The first one was actually a mistake or miscommunication on my part. I was about 7, and playing outside in the dirt, getting absolutely filthy. I was allowed to pee in the yard behind some bushes, and the need was quickly building up, but I knew I'd be hosing off later,and probably playing under the sprinkler, and was holding on, planning on wetting myself when I did it. Then the ice cream van arrived. Mum was talking to our next door neighbor over the fence, and agreed to buy us an ice cream each. So shirtless, barefoot, grubby me, washed his hands under the tap, and ran down the driveway to buy the cones. Washing my hands really accentuated my urgency, and I was struggling not to hold myself or potty dance too much as I waited. Long story short, bought the ice creams, returned to mum. By this point, I was absolutely bursting. My ice cream was melting, dripping all over me, and my legs and feet were filthy. I knew I simply couldn't hold on any longer. I interrupted mums conversation, and asked her if she would hold the remnants of my ice cream, so I could run inside to the toilet, as I didn't really want to pee outside with the neighbour standing there. She looked at how dirty I was, and said there was no way I was going inside like that. By now, I was physically holding myself, and marching on the spot. "Please mum, I'm gonna wet myself," I pleaded. "Just do it behind the bushes," she replied. 7 year old me deciphered this as "Go wet yourself behind the bushes," so I did. I stood there, eating the last of my ice cream, and let go, soaking my shorts, and having the pee streaks washing the dirt off my legs and feet. When I emerged from the bushes, mum was shocked. "Barry! Why did you wet yourself?" I was confused. "You told me to," I replied indignantly, and tried to explain my position. Thankfully, she understood my misunderstanding, and her and the neighbor started laughing, and I nearly cried. She calmed me down, and explained that she meant for me to just pee behind the bushes, not go in my pants. She hosed me off, and I continued playing outside for awhile before going in for a much needed bath. The second incident was a few years later, when I was somewhere between 9-11, and that wasn't a misunderstanding at all. I was watching TV, and mum needed to walk to the shop. I didn't want to go, but I wasn't allowed to stay home by myself, and the promise of an ice cream and a game of Space Invaders or Galaga, (yes, late seventies) convinced me. I should of gone to the toilet first, but I didn't. The shop was probably a mile away, and we walked there, and I had my game. By this stage I was really getting desperate, and I kept squeezing myself whenever I got a chance. Mum noticed of course, asking me, and I had to sheepishly admit that I was really bursting. She was a bit ticked off with me for not going before we left home, but there wasn't anything we could do about it now. It was a small suburban corner store, with no public toilet. I got my ice cream and we left, and by now, I was shamelessly holding myself. As we had to cross a busy road, she wanted to hold my hand. Having an ice cream in one hand, and her holding the other one, meant I couldn't maintain the death like grip on my boyhood, which was all that was stopping me from peeing. As we waited for a break in the traffic, I could feel my control slipping quickly. I knew I wouldn't make it. Just as the traffic cleared, mum went to step out, and a big squirt escaped, running down my leg. I froze, letting go of her hand, and grabbing my crotch, feeling wetness on my black shorts. Mum turned to scold me for not walking, and saw the pee running down my leg, and she sighed. "Just wait till we cross the road," she said. Across the road was a small grassed area with a bench. She sat on the bench, and told me to sit on the grass, which I did, after throwing my ice cream stick into the bin. "Alright Barry, go in your pants," she told me. I was shocked. "No mum! I don't want to get my pants wet," I replied indignantly. "They're already wet mate. And there's no way you're going to make it home from here. Just go in your pants sitting there, and you won't get wee all over your legs." "But what if someone sees me?" I declared. "Barry, your shorts are already wet, it's too late now to be worried about that! You should've gone to the toilet before we left." i could feel the last bit of control leaving me, and I simply couldn't hold on any longer. I sat there, opened my legs a bit, and watched my crotch as I started peeing. I peed so forcefully, that a tiny arc sprang out through the fabric, and within seconds my shorts were soaked front and back. She had me scoot over onto some dry grass for a few seconds, letting as many drips out as I could, but I still dripped down my legs when I stood up. My shorts were really black, and quite short, as was the fashion, and thankfully the wetness was only really visible if you looked hard. The walk home took less than ten minutes, and we did pass a few other pedestrians, but if anybody noticed my wet pants, they didn't react at all. Back home, mum made me wait outside, and came back out with my Speedos, and I changed in the backyard, then played under the hose for awhile while she took my wet pants and underwear to the laundry. I don't know exactly why she had me change, as I could've left my wet pants on while I played under the hose. I was also a diapered bed wetter, and one night I woke up needing to pee, but still dry, and I jumped out of bed and ran to the toilet, but mum was in there. I was potty dancing around, squeezing my diaper through my pyjamas, and she told me to go into the bathroom and just go in my nappy and she'd change me, which she did. I was probably 7-8. They're my permission storie!
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  40. Is it narcissistic to enter ones own ass in the competition ;) Voila, my booty! From a video I shot where I wore purple panties inside my Goodnites. And now for the booty ;)
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  41. All these gifs.
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  42. Many years ago, before I even knew about omo, I had to get an ultrasound to check on some issues (turns out I have PCOS). I wasn't sure how to prepare and downed a bottle of water beforehand...and I apparently prepared a bit too well ^^" I remember the nurse praising my full bladder, saying how nice and big it was and thanking me for getting it like that, then assuring me that the process would be quick. I think at some point I whimpered because it was so cold when she was pressing down on it, but she kept telling me that I was doing great and I'd be able to let it out soon, just hold on a bit longer. Quite a bit different from your nurse, haha! In hindsight, (though it's likely it was because of how young I was,) I wonder if she was enjoying it. Damn, is that hot to think about. And damn, it felt so good to be praised like that by such a pretty woman...
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  43. Okilly dokilly omorinoes, Finished a request from blooper - Contains Messing Sorry it took a while, I'll try and reduce the time it takes for requests WitW update tommorow Hope you like it, and I hope you had a good valentines day
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    Adult baby girls in diapers being nursed and cared for in a hospital setting with doctors, nurses and nurseries
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  45. Yuno: Uwaaaaaaah!!! Yuno's still embarrassed to be thinking about that kind of thing again! Y..Yuno's usually able to contain her tinkle tank....But..maybe one day...If Faust asks her really really nice...And Yuno just...happens to forget to take her morning potty break.... Yuno might.....Let her tinkle flow into her clothes.....But only if Faust is there to cover for her...Or offer her his coat...Or...If it's gym class, and Yuno's swimsuit is dark enough....Or...Or.... Well, it's not...impossible..But...Yuno just needs some time...to prepare her heart for...for that kind of thing.
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  46. Saril: Well, for starters, I think Faust...Or, 'Fauxst', as I plan to address her, will find a few...interesting changes in being the opposite gender. The least of which is because she hasn't any proper feminine undergarments. I do so wonder who she plans to get help her with her....predicament. And that's nothing to say on how much more..jarring her bladder will feel. After all, there's a distinct...difference in how that kind of vulgar plumbing is built....One that will make her next chapter or so.....Interesting. Something that I hope people can derive lots of pleasure from.
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    Schoolgirl Omorashi Scenes from AP-062 Five scenes from AP-062 where schoolgirls are forced into wetting accidents with a remote control vibe. The two malicious males in the class appear to have some sort of blackmail to compel the ladies to install the vibrators into their panties. Nice clips with good resolution, but the files are somewhat large. Three (3) screenshots are provided per clip. Scene descriptions are provided below. Enjoy the clips. Scene 1: A group of schoolgirls are made to install remote control vibrators into their panties and wear them in class. The two guys at the controls have no mercy on the two girls near the front of the class, not even when one of them is called to read from the text book in front of the class. The girl reading reaches her limit and succumbs to the vibe, resulting in a messy wetting accident. A second wetting is not too far away, with the next girl unable to resist the over-stimulation of the vibe. Scene 2: A new girl has been made to wear the remote control vibe to class. She begs for mercy, but there are no breaks to be had. The two male students are having a field day at the expense of their female classmates. It is not long before the 1st girl loses control in the middle of class and makes a mess in her panties and all over the floor. One of her friends tries to comfort her, and goes outside of the class with her in a show of support. Within minutes, the supporting friend unleashes a powerful, uncontrollable stream strong enough to raise her skirt up before she presses it down with the floodgates open. This scene cuts a bit abruptly, as the full video goes right into the hardcore scenes right from the two girls standing outside in the aftermath of their near-simultaneous accidents. Scene 3: Now in study hall, yet another young lady is wearing the vibe in class. In my opinion, she is the prettiest girl in the entire set. Just as before, the vibe relentlessly hums between her legs, resulting in a violent struggle to resist the stimulation. In an effort to maintain some dignity, she makes her way out of the study hall before stopping just outside the classroom and losing her battle for control. The slow wetting gives the sense that she was really trying to maintain control for every last second, but her bladder gives out with the over-stimulation. Scene 4: The guys intercept a girl waiting for the start of a student-teacher conference. She is compelled to install the vibe, and the guys have a view of her struggle by removing a wall panel close to the floor. She does a decent job maintaining her composure while her nether-region is being buzzed throughout the conference. Eventually she loses control in her panties just like the other girls, and is left sitting in shame while the teacher finishes talking to her. The scene is cut a bit abruptly, since the scene goes right into the hardcore portion of the video. Scene 5: Now in cleanup (after class?), the male students make their way into a group of girls carrying out their after-school cleaning duties. They target the girl cleaning the chalk board, and soon she has the vibe in her panties as well. She struggles to maintain composure and continue cleaning the board (which looks pretty clean to me, by the way). The guys tell her to get up on a chair to reach the top area of the board, giving a great upskirt view as she continues to get zapped with the vibe until her bladder squirts through her panties and onto the floor below.
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  48. Two words: Human Centipede. Of course, this wouldbe "omorashi edition" which is aptly also 2 words!
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