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  1. This is from a couple months ago. The first half is just me whimpering and cursing and SUFFERING. I wasn't quite confident I could have my accidents publicly yet so I'm a little unsure of myself here . There was a really cute guy sitting in his car too. That was an extra level of embarrassment that I hadn't mentally prepared for. (Un) fortunately my bladder didn't care who was looking. This accident is when I first really REALLY realized I loved doing this publicly and that I could survive the embarrassment to do it again. I was visiting a friend at her work. I wasn't too far from home so I figured I'd risk it. Are you seeing a pattern yet? Lol. It was the wrong call. I hit a speed bump in the garage and cried out. I hadn't realized how desperate I was until that moment. I knew I wasn't going back and so I hit record to see if I could capture this for my pee pal. One thing was certain: If I could make it up to the strip mall across the street I could run my errands and use a bathroom. Let's just say only the errands happened 😉 And yes I wandered the stores after this with that red piss stained skirt clinging to me. Now THAT is the level of humiliation that I have not gotten comfortable with but I try from time to time. oh and ps- I didn't realize during my accident because I was overwhelmed with a million other sensations but I was actually standing around barefoot in a pile of broken glass. I had to bandage my foot for a week after this. No regrets. InShot_20210804_120329064.mp4
  2. The bladder buster cruise Chapter 1: Setting sail It had been a month since Lilli had seen the advert pop up on the side of her browser. At the time she had thought it had to be a joke, “Go pee free, for a free cruise”. She wasn’t sure what had made her click on the advert, maybe it was curiosity to what it might mean, or maybe it was simply the words free cruise. As a recent university graduate she didn’t have much cash to splash, so if she could get a free cruise she was interested. Now standing at the port, her shoulder length drown hair swirling around her face she couldn’t hide her excitement. “Can you believe it, a free cruise!” She yelled, throwing both hands into the air. The sound of the waves lapping against the walls of the port interspersed with the squawks of seagulls enjoying the late morning sunshine. “You realise its only free if one of us doesn’t pee right?” A huskier voiced woman next to her said. With one hand on her hip the black-haired woman didn’t look quite as happy about the arrangement as her taller friend. “Oh shush Janet, its still a cruise” A third voice shot back. It owner was currently stepping out of a cab that had just pulled up. “Sasha!” The three young women cried embracing in a group hug. “Jesus its windy out here, I don’t know why I spent so much time on my hair this morning.” “Ever the style guru Sasha” Lilli responded, their hug ending as Sasha's long auburn hair whipped around in the sea air. They had been friends since childhood but Lilli had always felt like the nerdy girl taken in by the beautiful popular one. Her average build and tomboyish tendencies combined with the biggest braces you had ever seen made school life a little difficult for her. But thankfully her and Sasha had hit it off in PE (Physical ed), with neither of them really wanting to do it. Slowly jogging or mostly walking around at the back of the pack during track days gave them plenty of time to talk. She had been pleasantly surprised at just how nice Sasha was, initially thinking of her as another airhead beauty. It turned out that despite her flaming red hair, picture perfect smile and blemish free skin she was actually pretty down to earth. Thankfully since those days the braces had been removed and Lilli had somewhat blossomed into a beautiful girl next door type. A small silver nose ring and large tattoo of an octopus on her shoulder the only signs of the rebelliousness phase she had as a teenager. That and her lasting friendship with Janet who despite people teasing her for her old person name was the same age as the others. She had joined Lilli and Sasha’s school just before her GCSE’s and found herself in all the same classes the others two had chosen, it seemed they all had similar interests. “So where is that blonde bombshell sister of yours Lilli?” Sasha asked “She is up at the check in place getting the boarding passes” “Check in place” Sasha laughed, ”you mean the port authority?” “Alright, if you want to use your fancy words.” “So are you guys ready for this?” Janet asked, her uneasiness easy to pick up on. “Totally” Lilli responded. “We have nothing to worry about and we can totally win a pee holding contest between us, plus we have Barbara who I’ve never seen desperate to pee even after a full night of partying.” “Yeah my sister is our secret weapon. But anyway it’s a cruise, it’ll probably be full of old people and even you should be able to beat them” Lilli said, a smile on her face as she elbowed Janet in the ribs gently. Janet knew she didn’t have the strongest bladder, it wasn’t necessarily weak but she doubted she would win the contest by herself. But thankfully Lilli and Sasha were right, Barbara could go toe to toe with a dozen people on a night out and seemed to never take a pee break. Even that time when she lost 4 beer pong games in a row, refusing to leave until she won. “The gangs all here then” came a shout from behind them. Lili's sister was casually walking towards them, hands full of paper “Sorry it took so long, there were a load of other things they had to make me sign. But anyway, here are your boarding passes ladies” she said handing them out. “And here is what looks like a book of free drink tickets which is a result and.... an itinerary thing for today. Oh but be careful with those passes, the guy at the desk said not to mark or bend them otherwise we might forfeit our chance at the free cruise.” Grabbing their bags the four women made their way up to pier 9 and boarded the cruise ship that would be their home for the next 7 days. “So apparently we have a briefing in about 5 minutes in the dining hall area, which is….that away” Lilli said, pointing them towards the front of the ship. Walking down the long corridors the group couldn’t help but notice that the ship was not filled with old people, but mainly people their own age or slightly older. It seemed the offer of a free cruise in exchange of a bathroom visit attracted a certain type of person. The realisation worried Janet who was starting to think this might turn out to be harder than they had first thought. The noise of a tropical steel drum helped direct them to the dining room where rows of seats had been set up. A tall man in a captains outfit stood at the front of the ship, flanked by a pair of beautiful women in blue and white suits. Greeting them and the other passengers they were asked to take a seat and soon the room began to fill. a few minutes passed before the captain picked up a microphone, tapping it twice the booming noise quieted the excitable guests. “Greetings and welcome aboard. My name Captain Hammond and I will be giving your briefing today. Now im sure you are all aware of the special that was on offer for this cruise, and I will now go through he rules and procedures of it. Please pay attention, I don’t want anyone to get disqualified early.” “All of you should have a boarding pass that looks like this” He said holding up a blank copy. "Not only is this your boarding pass but also your bathroom pass. The first time that each of you visits a bathroom we will stamp the left-hand side of your pass like this.” Bending down to a small table he picked up a large rubber stamp, inked it and marked the page. A large black mark was applied to the page with the word "Voided" in its centre. “This will mark your loss of the competition and rule you out of the free cruise. Additionally you will receive a similar stamp on the back of your left hand to make it easier for us and other guests to identify who is still competing." “You should all have also received one of these red booklets. These are free drink vouchers, they can be used for yourself or on others.” A few confused murmurs went through the crowd. “These vouchers can be given out by and to anyone without a black mark on their hand i.e anyone who is still competing. Each person on this cruise has 10 free drink cards that you can redeem at any establishment. Refusal of a competing traveller to accept a drink is also considered to be a forfeit and will result in you being stamped.” “However, while anyone can give anyone a free drink using these cards it is up to the recipient to choose their drink of choice. Whether it is alcoholic of not is up to you, but a standard glass size of a pint will be given of your drink of choice. Additionally, drink cards will also be stamped with a time and given back to the drink recipient, with a grace period of 10 minutes between each drink. This is the only time when you can refuse another drink. The bar’s close at 1am and reopen at 7am, so drinks will also not be available during this period either.” Taking a small sip from a glass of water he paused for a moment, a number of whispers going through the crowed. “Now, to make sure the rules are followed there are no toilets in your rooms but there are large communal facilities on each floor. These are manned 24 hours by a member of staff who will be able to stamp your cards whenever you feel the need to go.” “Finally as an added prize, each day we give all of our competitors £200 spending money to either be spent on the ship or can be converted into the local currency on days where we are docked. When leaving the boat each competing passenger will also be given one of these.” He said holding up what looked like a blue plastic belt of some sort. “These will be fastened around your waist when you are off the boat in order to stop anyone cheating and using a toilet when off the boat. But don’t worry they are flexible and wont get in the way of your activities. If the call of nature does happen when off the boat you can remove them by pinching these two tabs here and pulling. This will deconstruct the belt in such a way that It can not be put back together, so don’t think about trying to do that either. Once back on the ship please hand in the belt to a member of staff.” “Now that all of that has been said, again I hope you enjoy your trip with us, your welcome packs are in your rooms and will include a map and information on everything onboard. If you have any questions please feel to ask myself or another member of staff” With that the captain walked off, leaving the two women to field questions from travellers who may have been uncertain about any aspects of the contest or cruise in general. “He was kind of hot” Sasha said, making Barbara roll her eyes. “Kind of got a tom cruise vibe” “If you mean he is probably old enough to be your dad, they yeah.” “Shut up, are you saying you would turn down tom cruise?” “well…” “Exactly, Sasha 1, Barbara 0” “Should we go find our rooms?” Lilli interrupted her friends squabbling, currently studying the small pamphlet of free drink cards. The rooms themselves were nice, large windows gave them a nice view of the sea from the third floor. Lilli was glad they opted for the queen bed as she laid back, the soft mattress making sure they would sleep soundly even as the ship floated its way around Europe. The four of them had gone for separate rooms, but luckily they were all next to each other on the same floor. A loud knock on the door told Lilli she had spent too much time led on her bed and the others probably wanted some lunch. Stepping onto the food court the group grabbed a table at an American style diner, ordering a round of burger and chips they discussed what their plans were for the day. “Well, I think we should check out the pool for a bit after lunch, then maybe see what the shops have to offer before dinner.” Barbara suggested “Yeah there isn’t too much else to do on the ship till we get somewhere” agreed Janet. "Although I think that bar has pool tables." She said looking over her shoulder. “Hello ladies here are your meals” a waitress appeared, somehow balancing 4 full plates of food and 4 pint glasses on a small tray. “Im sorry I ordered a small” Janet pointed out. Still thinking about her bladder she knew she had to be smart and didn’t want to start chugging back the drinks yet. “Sorry love, you got an upgrade courtesy of those two lads over there” she said pointing to a small table in the corner with a couple of young men on, currently holding a hand up to wave at them. “I…uh” Janet blushed deeply, despite her good looks and sizeable chest she was never the one to get free drinks. “Go Janet” Sasha said elbowing her friend again. “Oh sorry, they paid for all your drinks” she said holding up 4 of the free drink cards they had all received earlier. While some might have taken that as an insult, Janet was happy they were all in the same awkward boat now. “Are they seriously hitting on us having lunch? Its 11.45” She asked incredulously. "You'd be surprised", the waitress joked before disappearing off to the kitchen again. “Hey if they want to pay for drinks we already ordered, im ok with that” Lilli responded, waving a hand back at the two gentlemen. “This isn’t some kind of sex cruise you’ve booked us on little sis is it?” Barbara asked, her tone indicating she wasn’t serious. “Like you’d care” Sasha muttered with her mouth half full of burger. Over the next hour the girls finished their meals and picked their day trip for tomorrow morning. They would be sailing overnight to the Italian coast where they would take a bus trip up into the Alps for a spot of lunch in some market town. The weather looked nice but it was the photo of a furry cow that made Lilli somehow convince everyone else that they wanted to go and see them. After quickly changing into some swimsuits the group made their way to the swimming pool complex on the top deck. Thankfully it was massive, with three large pools making up the main section it meant that despite what seemed like half the cruise having the same idea, it spread them out enough to give everyone room to relax. Random tiki hut cocktail bars were also found at each site and while still early in the afternoon most people could be seen lazily bobbing on the water with a drink of some sort in their hand. Janet was currently laying on one of the nearby deck chairs reading a book and enjoying the sun. Despite it still being a little colder than most would like, the weather was still good with not a single cloud in the sky above her. Next to her Lilli was sketching the scene using Barbara and Sasha as her muses, both lounging in the shallow end of the pool a little away from her. Although as she always did she had taken her artistic liberties, exchanging the cruise ship with the surface of an alien plant. Her subjects currently enjoying a hot spring on Mars, with its duel moons above them. Although as she looked up she could see her beautiful vista had been ruined by a couple of unwanted visitors. Two guys had seemingly taken a fancy to her sister and Sasha, and while she had nothing against them hooking up she had hoped this would just be a trip for the 4 of them. “Hello ladies, what can we get you to drink?” The front one asked Barbara and Sasha took a moment looking at each other they both raised their eyebrows, a signal they had established to mean neither were interested but both thought they could have little fun with them. “Sure, two margaritas’ please” Barbara said sweetly “Great we will be right back” the guys said before quickly turning and heading to the bar, high fiving themselves when they thought they were out of sight. “Ok, so usual plan?” Barbara quickly asked turning to Sasha. “Yeah, they look like jocky Chad’s to me, so Lesbian lovers run away from their boyfriend routine?” “And scene” Barbara laughed, moving a hand in front of her face to show a now serious game face. Shortly the two guys returned with a pair of margarita’s. It seemed while at the bar the two had decided which one they wanted, now sitting on either side of them. The tall blonde muscular dude going for Sasha while the dark haired but more toned guy sat on the deckchair next to Barbara. Despite his sunglasses it was clear he couldn’t keep his eyes off her sizeable chest, although she wasn’t sure he was even trying. “So what are your names” He asked “Im Barbara and this is Sasha, thank you for the drinks” she said taking a sip as sensually through the straw as possible. “Are you girls here alone?” “No we are together” “Like together together, or like just on holiday together?” “Together together” Sasha added planting her lips around Barbara’s It would have taken Barbara and Lili who was watching by surprise if they hadn’t done this routine a dozen or more times in their company. “Sorry guys” she said shrugging “I mean…that doesn’t mean anything, you haven’t had me ye…” “Beat it brad!” came a shout from nearby that did take them by surprise. But by the look on the guy's face trying to chat Barbara up, he knew the angry woman matching towards them. “Come on Cath” he started “Fuck off, before I wedge those sunglasses so far up…” “Okay, okay…geeze.” And with that the guys left, their advances seemingly defeated by the new woman. “Sorry about that, but you don’t want to get involved with them.” The brunette said “That’s my friend Eva’s Ex” she said pointing to a tall brunette who was currently flipping off the pair as they left from across the pool” “They were supposed to come on this cruise together, but he cheated on her and cheekily kept his ticket for this.” “I…uhhh ok thanks for the heads up” Barbara responded, still a little confused over what had just happened. “Sorry, im Cath” she said holding out her hand to shake “I can get a bit protective, but those guys are just dicks of the highest order. Trust me you can do way better.” she said turning and walking back towards her friend. As the woman walked back to her friend, Sasha and Barbara couldn’t help but laugh, clinking their free drinks together the pair went back to relaxing “Brad, so we were only one letter off” Barbara joked sipping her drink. ----------------------- Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed the start to this next story of mine. Sorry there wasn't any Omo content in this chapter, but hopefully it set the scene for the rest of the story and peaked some of your guys interest. As always feedback good or bad is always appreciated! Also feel free to ask any questions you might have.
  3. There was no doubt about it, Autumn had arrived, and was starting to finally sink its fangs into the dwindling remains of summer. Although it had been unseasonably warm lately, today was proof that the long warm days were nearing an end. Although it wasn’t cold as such, it was definitely cooler, helped along by a gusty, chilly, somewhat damp wind from the north. The sky boiled with heavy dark clouds, providing an ironclad guarantee that there would definitely be some rain before the day was over. This didn’t bother Kirsty Cameron in the slightest though, as she was definitely enjoying her first full time job after leaving school, even though she was working outside. Standing at 5’10” tall, and being of a rather solid build, her dark brown hair tied back in a simple, no-nonsense ponytail, Kirsty could feel a sheen of sweat quickly cooling on her forehead, helped along by the cool breeze, as she bent over the broom, and quickly swept away the dirt and debris from the road and into a growing pile near the curb. Kirsty had always been a little bit different to other girls her own age, her mother affectionately calling her “Her Own Little Tomboy,” which was ironic, considering that Kirsty now stood taller than the lady making the statement. But ever since she had learned to walk, Kirsty had been more interested in more traditional “Manly” pursuits, like playing with toy cars, watching football and car racing, recklessly riding her skateboard or BMX, and wearing pants instead of skirts or dresses. So no one was completely surprised that after leaving school, Kirsty had decided that she wanted to do manual work, outside, using her hands. Getting the job with the road crew had been a dream come true. She was working outside, doing all sorts of manual labour, and learning all the time. So far, she had earned her Blue and White cards, a First Aid certificate, forklift and light truck license, and a horticultural certificate, not to mention her latest achievement, passing her Traffic Management course. To most girls her age it probably didn’t sound exciting, but now she could use the Stop/Go sign and two-way radio, which meant her pay grade had gone up another level yet again. Eventually, she hoped to be trained in using the heavy equipment, like the excavators, rollers, and dump trucks, perhaps even becoming a supervisor or manager some day. But for now, she was happy. She was doing a job she loved, working outside, earning good money, and learning new skills along the way. Just then, another reason she loved her job rolled slowly past, the handsome, muscled, tattooed Jacob, who waved and gave a cheeky grin as he trundled past on the heavy roller. God. He was so hot! She grinned foolishly to herself. Jacob had been shyly starting to flirt with her over the past week or so, whenever they got rostered onto the same crew. It was cute. He was such a big, tough looking guy with his full sleeve tattoos and dreadlocks, but he was obviously a bit shy, and blushed easily whenever he spoke to her. Up until recently, most of her jobs had been working on garden beds, or litter collection, but as she continued to gain experience, her role was expanding. Today, she was working for the first time on a road widening project, which was a big step up from planting flowers or picking up rubbish. So far, most of her tasks had been menial, like sweeping or digging, but she was hoping she might get the chance to eventually put her traffic management skills to work. Taking a break from the broom, Kirsty checked her watch. 2.30pm. Two hours to go. She reached for her water bottle and drank deeply, draining it dry. She certainly did drink a lot doing this physical labouring. Already today she had consumed two energy drinks, a large coffee over lunch, and now she had finished her water bottle, which held over a litre of water, and she was still thirsty. The sky was continuing to darken, as the wind picked up, and the temperature dropped another couple of degrees, causing the girl to shiver. At this rate, she would be donning her wet weather gear shortly, which would probably help keep her warm if nothing else. Just then, she heard her name being called out, and she turned, seeing the site supervisor Steve waving her over, so she hurried over to see what he wanted. Apparently, he wanted to introduce her to a man wearing a suit and tie, complete with the compulsory high-vis vest over it, and carrying a clipboard. “Kirsty,-Tom, Tom,-Kirsty,” Steve said, by way of introduction, pausing whilst they shook hands. “Tom is our Regional Manager Kirst. He’s called in to do an assessment, and you’re on his list! Lucky you!” They all shared a polite laugh at that, although Kirsty couldn’t help but raise a slightly nervous look in Toms direction. “So Kirsty, you’ve recently completed your traffic management course, correct?” She nodded, unsure as to what was happening. He continued. “Well, I’m doing the rounds of all the crews, and assessing how the recent graduates are doing, and now it’s your turn. Steve has agreed to put you on Sign Duty for awhile, just so we can get an idea of your compenentcy level. You’re starting to get quite a few accreditation’s, aren’t you? At this rate, we may be looking to further utilise your experience at a higher level.” Kirsty grinned. This was exactly what she’d been hoping for at some stage, but she hadn’t thought that a possible promotion would be coming in the immediate future! She was absolutely stoked by this news! Steve saw her grin, and chuckled. He liked Kirsty, and knew she was one of his more dedicated workers, and had been putting in a quiet word to his immediate supervisors on her behalf, and he was just as excited for her as what she was. “Ok Kirst. You’ll go on Stop/Go shortly. But I think you might want to go put your wet weather gear on first. It’s going to piss down shortly. Hurry up and get dressed, Terry is about due for a break. You can take his sign.” “Thanks Steve, and you too Tom,” she said, trying not to sound too excited or nervous. “I won’t let you down!” Kirsty hurried over to the portable site office that they used for a lunch room off the side of the road, just as a big gust of cold wind blew, and the first spots of rain began to fall. Once inside, she grabbed her work bag, and quickly dug her wet weather gear out. She had a pair of bright orange high visibility waterproof nylon pants, and a matching waterproof padded jacket with a built in hood, both of which were designed to be worn over the top of her existing clothes, and always reminded her of a ski suit somehow. Kirsty sat down to undo her steel capped boots, and suddenly became aware of how full her bladder was. She undid the laces, and toed the boots off, using her feet, which were encased in thick white tube socks. That might seem a bit unusual, but they were warm and comfortable, and prevented the steel cap boots from hurting her feet. She took a quick moment to stretch her legs, and wiggle her toes, which were happy to be free of their steel prison for a short time at least. She stood up, and padded to the fridge, where she took a half litre bottle of cold water, which she chugged half down without any hesitation. As she put the bottle down on the table, she felt her bladder twitch a bit, and found herself pressing her thighs quickly together, as one socked foot found its way on top of the other one. Man. She really needed to pee! Ugh. She shuddered, remembering her last trip to the portable toilet earlier in the day. Apparently the guys on the crew hadn’t quite got the idea of “aiming” properly, and the toilet had been disgusting, to say the least. Suddenly, rain could be heard pattering upon the tin roof, and she considered her options. She really SHOULD go to the toilet before putting her wet weather gear on, as that made it another difficult layer to take off in the cramped confines of the portable toilet, but that also meant putting her boots back on first before she went, which was an obvious delay, especially with everyone waiting for her. Especially with Terry waiting for his break. Terry was a nice guy, but a habitual complainer, and would no doubt begin complaining loudly if she didn’t relieve him on time, and she certainly didn’t want Tom to see or hear that! Screw it. There was only two hours to go, which included packing up, which took an hour. She could easily wait an hour, then nip to the loo during the cleanup. Kirsty knew that the elastic leg bands on her waterproof outer pants always made her work trousers ride up, so she tucked them into her socks, taking a second to smile at her reflection in the mirror. She looked ridiculous, with her long sleeve shirt buttoned up, and her thick work trousers tucked into her knee high white socks, with the red and blue stripes around the top. Originally, her trousers had been dark blue, but after many washes and much sunlight, they had faded to an almost grey colour in places, especially across the front of her thighs. Not wanting to waste any time, she slid her socked feet into the waterproof trousers, and added the puffy orange jacket, then put her boots back on. After pausing to drink the last of her water, she donned her gloves, and headed outside to take the sign from Terry. As she stepped out, a strong gust of cold wind slapped her in the face, along with a few raindrops, and she felt her pee hole twitch a bit with the shock. The young girl almost reconsidered her plan of going to the toilet later, but as she turned in that direction, she saw three things. First, “Fat Tony” was exiting the porta loo, buckling his pants up as he stepped down. No doubt that would make the toilet quite uninhabitable for many minutes at least. Second, she saw Terry looking at his watch, then at Tom, obviously waiting impatiently to take his break. Thirdly, she saw Tom and Steve, still talking together, and glancing in her direction, waiting for her to take over. No. She would definitely have to wait until later before she peed. Kirsty hurried towards Terry, waiting for him to turn the sign to “Stop,” before she took it from him almost reverently, then he passed her the two-way. “Good luck Kirst,” he said with a grin. “Radios tuned in. Mandys on the other end, so don’t you girls start gossiping, alright?” He winked, she gave a polite chuckle, and took over. “Hi Mandy. Kirsty here. Terry’s gone on break,” she spoke into the radio, and got an immediate acknowledgment, and more good luck wishes.” Two minutes later, she was in the zone. “I’m on stop,” the radio crackled. “Last two cars are a white hatch and a blue wagon.” “Roger that,” Kirsty replied, watching carefully for those vehicles to pass, then turning her sign to “Go.” Two minutes later again, and she switched to “Stop,” halting traffic, and reporting via the radio to Mandy that a truck and motorcycle where the last vehicles through. It might seem like a menial job, but it was vitally important. People could be literally killed if she messed it up, and she was concentrating hard, watching every vehicle as it approached and passed, and occasionally glancing at her bosses, who were monitoring her from the side. Suddenly, it began to rain harder, and the wind picked up, as the temperature dropped. Kirsty was on “Stop,” and suddenly realised that she was starting to clamp her thighs together, and occasionally lift her heels up. It wasn’t exactly a “Potty Dance,” but surely anyone sitting in the stopped line of traffic would be able to tell that she needed to go! She focused her thoughts on her bladder, and found it to be feeling really full and heavy, almost like a lead weight in her abdomen. Every now and then her pee hole would start twitching, almost vibrating, and Kirsty knew she was quickly building up to a level of pee desperation that she had never encountered before. Still, she wasn’t overly concerned. She had a bladder of steel, and excellent control. She hadn’t wet her pants since she was eight years old, and didn’t intend to start doing so now! After getting the all clear, she turned the sign, and let the traffic flow. Ugh. Flow. Why even think of that word? She had other things that she wanted to “let flow” instead! Kirsty couldn’t help it. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, and kind of leaned forward a bit, trying to find a position that might take some pressure off her aching bladder. The urge to plant a hand in her crotch and squeeze, to hold on and dance around, was intense. She found herself starting to rub a hand across her lower belly, as her feet began to jiggle, but she couldn’t help it. Suddenly, the big heavy roller came slowly trundling towards her in the new lane they were building, and she could make out Jacobs grinning features from behind the rain streaked windshield. She forced herself to stand up straight and stop wriggling, as she would hate for him to see her trapped, and bursting to use the toilet. He stopped at the end of the compacted dirt, gave her a cheeky thumbs up, the started rolling away again. As she watched, a trickle of cold rainwater ran off her hood, and somehow fell inside both her jacket and shirt, and snaked its way down between her breasts. The sudden cold chill made her jump a bit, and she squeezed the sign tightly, as she felt a slight trickle of warmth against the crotch of her pants. She had leaked. She almost became unstuck straight away, but didn’t have time to think about it. She had to turn the sign to “Go,” and let the traffic through, keeping an eye on the cars as the passed. “At least they’re not sitting there watching how desperate I am,” she thought with a bit of relief. But it was only a bittersweet feeling, as the slight warmth between her legs was a reminder that she had actually wet herself a little bit. Kirsty checked her watch. Surely pack-up time was fast approaching. But to her amazement, she saw that only twenty minutes had passed, and she still had at least half an hour to go, perhaps even longer. The next wave of pure desperation hit her a few minutes later. She was on “Go,” and the traffic was moving slowly but steadily passed her. Suddenly, with no prior warning, her bladder spasmed a bit, and this time it wasn’t a little leak that escaped, but a dribble, that went for a few seconds. Kirsty gritted her teeth, and squeezed both the sign and her abdominal muscles as tightly as she could, but she couldn’t stop it straight away. She was aware of a slowly spreading warmth against her crotch, and even worse, on her legs, especially her inner thighs. For Gods sake, it just didn’t want to stop. Although she was painfully aware of trying not to do a potty dance in front of everybody, she could feel her thighs getting warm and wet, and she clamped them together as tightly as she could, and after a few seconds, the spreading warmth stopped, but she was very wet. The worst part was, she now needed to go even worse than before. Now her tired and aching bladder had felt the first signs of imminent relief, her body was craving it. Her private area was literally throbbing, and with each pulse she could feel her hot, wet panties cupping her sex. Another pulse, and another slight dribble of fresh warmth, and she knew it was way too late to salvage anything but her dignity. “Two white sedans,” she muttered into the radio, before turning the sign to stop, letting the other operator know what was coming last. Just then, the rain picked up, now coming down in a light but constant drizzle, and she wiped a hand across her face, unsure if the water there was rain or sweat. Looking around, she saw Tom and Steve had moved away, now standing together under cover, and Jacob was still down the far end of the newly packed section of road. Apart from the traffic that was awaiting clearance from her, she was alone, and her poor bladder was literally about to completely fail. Kirsty gave up. She knew what she had to do. She opened her legs ever so slightly, and let go. At first, nothing happened. Years of not wetting herself had formed a habit that was hard to break, and even though her pants were already wet with her own pee, and she was desperate to go, the relief that she sought wasn’t just going to automatically happen. Kirsty gritted her teeth, and her hand tightened on the sign, as she gave a slight push, and she was instantly rewarded with the most explosive feeling of relief that she had ever felt, as a tsunami of fresh wet heat exploded from her nether regions, completely coating and soaking not only her sex, but the front and back of her thick work trousers at the same time. The heat ran down her legs, and only increased in quantity, and suddenly she could feel her feet getting wet inside her boots. She looked down, and could see tiny rivulets of pee running freely from the elastic leg bands of her waterproof over pants, splashing merrily into the puddle that she was standing in. At least she had those pants on, she thought to herself, as they didn’t show the huge potty accident that was occurring underneath them, and she shuddered, both with relief and nervousness, as her body temperature rapidly changed with her pent up urine escaping. The rest of her shift on sign duty was less eventful and short lived, as the work crew began to pack up, and twenty minutes later she was finished. It was such a strange sensation she was feeling. Her legs, crotch, and feet were cooling down, although not too much, as her wet weather pants trapped the heat, but she did feel sticky and uncomfortable, and more than a little bit dirty. Tom and Steve beckoned her over to heap praise on her, telling her what a fine job she’d done, and as she was talking to them, she was distracted by the feeling of perhaps needing to pee a bit more. Apparently her bladder hadn’t completely emptied itself, and now she was so wet down there, it was beginning to protest again, this time demanding a complete draining. As she helped tidy up, she decided against using the porta loo. Her double layer of wet pants would be sticking tightly to her, and she didn’t fancy trying to pull them down in the dirty little toilet. Besides, she was already saturated, and about to knock off and go home, so it would be easier to just finish peeing in her pants. After saying goodbye to her colleagues, she sauntered over to where her car was parked, opened her legs, and gave another push. This time, it came easier, and she was instantly rewarded with a fresh wave of spreading warmth, and it felt different, almost enjoyable. Looking down, she was again rewarded by the sight of miniature waterfalls trickling over the sides of her boots as her feet got suddenly warm again, and her toes curled up in their thick, sodden socks. She shivered again, but this time with pleasure instead of nerves, actually enjoying the sensation this time. “Hey Kirsty! What’s up?” Jacob was sauntering towards her, but thankfully from the other side of the car. She still jumped at hearing her name called while mid-pee, and couldn’t stop now if her life depended on it. Jacob was grinning. “You okay Kirst? You look worried?” She was worried. She was still peeing, and it felt like her pants and socks were completely drenched, but there was nothing she could do about it but smile. “Hi Jake. Nah. I’m good. I was just kinda off with the fairies I suppose.” He looked nervous. “I, uh, was wondering if you might like to go to the movies tonight? You know, if you don’t have anything better to do? Of course I completely understand if you do, and..” As the last of her pee dripped out onto the ground, she suppressed another shiver, a combination of nerves mixed with changing body temperature, but she mustered a brave face. “I’d love to go,” she said. But I’ll have to go home and have a shower first though.” He grinned. “Yeah. I’ll bet. You got pretty wet today, didn’t you?” She was shocked. Did he know? Had he seen her wetting herself? “I, uh, what do you mean?” His look became puzzled. “Huh? You were standing in the rain for an hour? You must be drenched...” She gave a relieved sigh. “Oh! Yeah. I’m actually wet through I think, even with the waterproof gear on.” “I guessed that,” he said with a chuckle. “Better bring it tomorrow as well. It’s supposed to rain all day!” They arranged to meet at the movies, and Kirsty’s head was spinning when she finally got into her car, feeling her wet trousers clinging tightly against her bottom. But she was smiling. Now she had two things to look forward to. A date with Jacob tonight, and more rain tomorrow. Kirsty was already planning on avoiding the toilet after lunchtime. After all, using her pants suddenly seemed like a lot more fun than she could possibly have imagined.
  4. Hi! I was wondering why there is lack of content featuring women having real wetting accidents? The other thread about women enjoying men having accidents is great, but I cannot seem to find material the other way around. I am guessing they are harder to find for some reason. Anyway would appreciate more content like that which you awesome people have discovered over the years.
  5. TRUE experience. A experience I witnessed. Sounds fake, but I just love details. All actually happened. STORY: So the girls name was Allie. She was one of those tough girls. Very pretty, and she was not a flip flop, skirt type. She had smooth, brown hair and glasses. Glasses are hot. She had a nice shape. While many girls I saw had a twig shape, she had some good-sized legs that looked great in the tight jeans she had on. That day she had pink shoes, and a black shirt. Allie was beautiful. We were freshmen in college. Both business majors. She worked for the campus snack stand. That day I sat by while I was involved in my studies. Allie looked tense. She always seemed perky and fixing things up. Today, she stood still, slouched, and had a worried expression on her face. I looked at where she had her sights on: the women's restroom. Twenty minutes later (keep in mind she had to have stood there for over an hour before, so twenty minutes ago is when it probably started to get desperate for her). She walked around the snack stand with her hands in her tight jeans and had her legs tight together. I went nuts. Her thumbs trembled over her pockets and she hopped here and there. I went up to her. I asked if I could buy a cookie (I was not going to get this poor girl to pour a drink). I asked her, "Allie, you alright?" She said, "Eeee, not really Rick. I'll be fine though." "You sure? Do you need anything?" She blushed. "What I need is to get into a bathroom stall asap cause my bladder feels like it's going to pop." Her jaw dropped. "I can't believe I just said that. Oh my god." "You want me to go get someone?" She bounced. "I called before over the walkie, but everyone is busy. I can't believe I forgot to use the bathroom after the gym. I had hit the shower and everything. I drank like two freaking bottles of water!" "I'll watch the snack stand if you want. Trust me, I'm not going to take anything." We both laughed. "I...I um...I can't. But thank you." I left. Still, I watched her from my spot. She slouched over the stand and bounced up and down. She started to breath in and out. I was turned on, but I felt bad for her. Then, a worker walked by. She called him over and asked, "Please, can you watch the stand so I can use the bathroom?" He agreed and took the stand. Just as she left, he pulled her back. "Sorry," he said with his wallow in hand. "I just got an emergency call spill. I'll try to get someone here." He ran off, leaving Allie in torment. She flung out her arms in disappointment and hopped. One leg crossed in front of the other. Her hand shot to her crotch and she looked humiliated. Twenty more minutes went by. Allie could not stop her movements. Her arms crossed on her chest, legs crossed tight. She squirmed in place. Then, her jaw dropped, she left the stand and ran for the bathroom. I heard her whisper, "I'm not gonna make it. I'm not gonna make it." She ran in. She made it...I thought. After ten minutes, a line of people formed at the stand. Then, water poured out from Under the women's restroom door. Just as people had left. Allie walked out looking scared as hell, her legs scrunched. I ran up to her. I asked what was wrong. She said, "oh my god Rick. I waited behind this redhead since all four stalls were taken, and after like ten minutes the red head went. She looked desperate too, but of course she gets to go and right as I get into a stall all the toilets overflow. Something happened with the plumbing." Seeing the water flow could not have helped her bladder pains. She went back to the stand. I told her I'd go get someone for the bathroom. When I got back with someone, Allie stood at the stand ringing people out while slouched, one hand to the crotch. She was all red. Later on she described it as if her stomach was really going to pop open and that it was slipping through into her panties. After her line was done I went up to her. I was very turned on, but I am not evil. I cover for people who are desperate at my job all the time. "Allie, go to another restroom. I'll watch the stand. Just given me your work hat there. My shirt is black, no one will know." She squirmed very noticeably. Her legs crossed and uncrossed. Crossed again. She almost fainted as I could tell a bladder pain shot up into her. She hugged me and agreed (I hope she did not feel Little Rick down below saluting her during that hug). She left, but the her boss came from around the corner and stopped her. She stood still, hands on hips, tapping one foot as she bounced. She did not have much time. I saw a stain started to form on her butt. "John," she squealed. "Pl...please...I...I...am going to ls.....oh no." Her legs crossed and hands to her crotch. She hopped and her boss looked astounded. People looked at her and she became red. I saw a line form on her jeans side. Then, she saw the maintenance crew take the out of order sign off of the bathroom. She ran for it. Stormed through the door. Five minutes later she came out and looked like the weight it the world came OFF her shoulders. She lost a little, but won the war. The end.
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