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[slowardblonkey]

Barely Made It

Quick little storytime from the time I damn near pissed myself in the hallway of my apartment building

It started as a small urge, the kind you can easily ignore when you’re busy, when you’re caught up in something important. I’d been sitting at this table in the back corner of my library, in this sort of doored nook. I like it a lot because I'm hidden from others (especially when I start to get really desperate hehe). I had already been working for about hours at this point, and I hadn't relived myself since I left the house at around 7:00 am. But since I spent a lot of the day sitting with my crotch pressed into the chair my filling bladder was easy to ignore, despite the multiple times I had drained and emptied my water bottle. A few quick stretches to help alleviate the pressure between my hips and a cross of the legs every now and then was more than enough to stave off the stretch I was starting to feel.

Here's where I screwed myself though: I had an energy drink, and if there's one thing that will put my body into overdrive, it's caffeine. As the minutes ticked by, the pressure in my bladder began to grow, sharp and insistent, it was becoming harder and harder to ignore. My desperation had jumped from a dull ache in my lower abdomen, to a desperate slosh in my whole stomach, it felt like my bladder was stretching all the way up to my bellybutton. I shifted in my chair, trying to distract myself, but it only got worse. I could feel all of the liquid sloshing around in my overfull bladder. At one point I snaked a hand down to feel my bladder and I could feel how hard my stomach was, the skin was stretched taught, and I could feel the weight of it between my legs; like a bowling ball, all that piss begging to be released.

I told myself I could hold it for a bit longer. The library was going to close in around 30 minutes anyways and if I rolled the waistband of my sweatpants down I could ease the pressure just enough to make it tolerable. Plus, it was exhilarating to know that I've been holding so much pee for nearly twelve hours. Besides, this project is due soon and I work best under pressure. Right?

I ignored the discomfort, my lower abdomen tightened, each wave of pressure pushing harder against my resolve. Finally, I stood up to stretch before leaving, thinking that would give me some relief, but my bladder wasn’t having it. A sharp stab of urgency shot through me, and I gripped the edge of my desk, trying to steady myself. My bladder had grown into something far more than a mere annoyance. It felt like a heavy, swollen balloon inside me, pushing painfully against my waistband. My stomach had gone tense, and I could feel the fullness of my bladder through the fabric of my pants, bulging outward in a way that was unmistakable. The pressure was so intense, I couldn’t ignore it any longer.

My journey home was so short though, plus I can't stand public restrooms. So after a firm grasp of my crotch I resolved to start my walk back to my home where I could finally get relief.

Every step sent jolts of urgency through me. I walked with my legs closer together and my hands gripping my backpack straps, trying to hold the dam together as I approached my building. So close, I started ascending the stairs to my apartment. The tightness in my bladder was so pronounced now that I felt it in my back, in my legs, in my every breath. Each inhale seemed to make the discomfort grow. Every step seemed to weaken my muscles I could feel my pulse throbbing in my lower abdomen, like a warning that the limits were being reached. Finally, I made it to my door, my hands shaking as I fumbled with the key. I got the door open and could almost feel the piss begin to push against my pee hole, being so close to the toilet I could feel my aching bladder desperately push out a jet of piss into my underwear. My body was begging for release, and it was all I could do to keep from crossing the line. My bladder was a full, painful balloon inside me now, and I could feel it bulging, pressing out against my clothes, against the very walls of my body. I ran to the toilet and could barely get my pants over my ass before my tired bladder exploded, the first jet of pee hitting the ground before I could properly seat myself on the toilet. The flood of relief came like a dam breaking. It didn’t matter how tight I held on; my bladder gave way, and I could feel it, the uncontrollable release, the warm rush flooding through me.

[slowardblonkey]

doing dorm laundry with a full bladder is such an exhilarating experience.

i'm at about an 8.5/10 on the desperation scale, and i haven't peed in over 7 hours. my bladder feels round and swollen, and i keep getting waves of desperation that leave me flushed and warm.

so, naturally, i decided it was time to do some chores!

when i took the elevator alone down to the basement, the jostling motion was enough to make me whimper and press my legs together. i thought i was going to leak, so i shoved my hand between my legs for just a moment, but long enough to where i got accidentally riled up from the pressure on my clit. (or was it an accident?) then, the doors opened and i had to pretend everything was fine again. i decided since the washing cycle is only a half hour, it would be silly to go all the way up back to my room. instead, i've tucked myself away in a back corner to wait it out. my legs are bouncing and twisted up and because i waited too long to do the laundry, i'm wearing pants that are slightly too small and squeeze my bladder to the point where bending over adds a dizzying amount of pressure. my bladder is aching with the need to finally be let piss, and the sounds of the washers sloshing does not help in the slightest. i feel like this should be considered a form of torture, especially when i have to eventually move the cold, sopping wet clothes into the dryer. :0

let me know if you guys want to be updated~ i'm planning on holding during the drying cycle too (another whole hour).

edit: the rest of the story is in my reblog!! ;)

[slowardblonkey]

So yesterday after when work finished I decided to tease myself and not go to the bathroom before I came home from work. As I was driving home I could feel myself fill up but it wasn’t bad enough that I thought I couldn’t make through some errands.

I ran to a few stores, the last stop was Petco to make a name tag and get a few things.

A few minutes after I walked in my bladder started yelling at me and it didn’t help that I couldn’t find what I was looking for. My search eventually turned frantic when I began to feel so desperate that I needed to hold myself for it to stay in.

I could stand still, which made it so difficult to look on the shelves. I was bouncing around, side to side and shifting trying to alleviate the pressure on my bladder but nothing helped. Squeezing every muscle hoping that this feeling of needing to burst would past if I held tight enough...

I was staring right at it but whenever I tried to get myself to get my hand to reach it I needed in that moment to squeeze my crotch.

As I stood there squirming around my desperation became impossible, I was clenching as hard as I could, holding so tight when all of a sudden a spurt came out. I tried my hardest to stop it but I kept leaking.

I had to squat to stop it from bursting out of me all at once.

I’m stubborn so if I go into a store for something I absolutely hate leaving without it. I stood in line, now in front of people. My attempts to hide it were unsuccessful. I get easily embarrassed so I tried to keep it in just by squeezing but it wasn’t enough and I didn’t want to piss myself right there. I began to squirm again, dancing around. When I got to the front I was so happy but of course my wallet was lost in my purse and I couldn’t stop moving.

I finally checked out and as I said, I’m stubborn. I considered saving myself from an accident and going right to my car to get home but I came there to make a tag, so I was gonna make the damn tag. I went to the station and scanned the bar code. Barely able to scan it, I was shaking so much.

Here’s where it gets fun.

They needed you to type in the letters from your receipt. At this point I was so full that I couldn’t think. Holding the receipt I typed the letters in while intermittently holding myself. Then it got to the screen that asks you what you want to write on the tag. I- I couldn’t take it. I couldn’t focus. I tried to think but I couldn’t and I felt myself losing control. I was gasping at this point. And then I couldn’t stop it. I ran to my car, the leaks weren’t stopping as hard as I tried. I was bouncing around so hard in my car. Reminding myself that we didn’t wanna clean that up.

With one hand on my crotch I ran inside and right as I walk towards the bathroom my body loses control, my stream takes over, and I pee all over my black leggings.

[slowardblonkey]

Full of piiiiisssssss

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Making long, pissy wet stains in my dressy leggings whilst facing my neighbor’s house is fun 💖😍👍 filmed this 2-3 weeks ago, and watching this video over, it made me realize how much I fucking miss recording public wetting videos. Any ideas for the next video I film?

[slowardblonkey]

So yesterday after when work finished I decided to tease myself and not go to the bathroom before I came home from work. As I was driving home I could feel myself fill up but it wasn’t bad enough that I thought I couldn’t make through some errands.

I ran to a few stores, the last stop was Petco to make a name tag and get a few things.

A few minutes after I walked in my bladder started yelling at me and it didn’t help that I couldn’t find what I was looking for. My search eventually turned frantic when I began to feel so desperate that I needed to hold myself for it to stay in.

I could stand still, which made it so difficult to look on the shelves. I was bouncing around, side to side and shifting trying to alleviate the pressure on my bladder but nothing helped. Squeezing every muscle hoping that this feeling of needing to burst would past if I held tight enough...

I was staring right at it but whenever I tried to get myself to get my hand to reach it I needed in that moment to squeeze my crotch.

As I stood there squirming around my desperation became impossible, I was clenching as hard as I could, holding so tight when all of a sudden a spurt came out. I tried my hardest to stop it but I kept leaking.

I had to squat to stop it from bursting out of me all at once.

I’m stubborn so if I go into a store for something I absolutely hate leaving without it. I stood in line, now in front of people. My attempts to hide it were unsuccessful. I get easily embarrassed so I tried to keep it in just by squeezing but it wasn’t enough and I didn’t want to piss myself right there. I began to squirm again, dancing around. When I got to the front I was so happy but of course my wallet was lost in my purse and I couldn’t stop moving.

I finally checked out and as I said, I’m stubborn. I considered saving myself from an accident and going right to my car to get home but I came there to make a tag, so I was gonna make the damn tag. I went to the station and scanned the bar code. Barely able to scan it, I was shaking so much.

Here’s where it gets fun.

They needed you to type in the letters from your receipt. At this point I was so full that I couldn’t think. Holding the receipt I typed the letters in while intermittently holding myself. Then it got to the screen that asks you what you want to write on the tag. I- I couldn’t take it. I couldn’t focus. I tried to think but I couldn’t and I felt myself losing control. I was gasping at this point. And then I couldn’t stop it. I ran to my car, the leaks weren’t stopping as hard as I tried. I was bouncing around so hard in my car. Reminding myself that we didn’t wanna clean that up.

With one hand on my crotch I ran inside and right as I walk towards the bathroom my body loses control, my stream takes over, and I pee all over my black leggings.

[slowardblonkey]

imagine your fave at an event in a big building with lots of rooms. Maybe they’re at a convention, work meeting, or some sort of formal event like a ball or dinner. they have to pee super badly, but they can’t find the bathrooms because of how big the place is. so they wander around desperately, checking doors, too embarrassed to ask someone where the bathroom is, their need getting worse and worse each second. they search the building for nearly a half hour with no luck, and they’re leaking so bad they soak their underwear. a sudden spasm overcomes their bladder as they open another room, one that looks like somebody’s office, with a bookshelf and a desk. they notice the large potted plant in the corner. they don’t want to, or maybe they don’t even care at this point, but the pressure in their bladder is building to an unbearable level and they’re starting to panic a little. because they have absolutely no other choice if they don’t want to pee themselves, they lock the door and frantically hobble over to the plant and pee. they have to cover their mouth with a hand to muffle their groans of relief and hope dearly that nobody that might be passing by can hear the splashing. after peeing for over a minute and a half, they finish, blushing at the small puddle in the soil, then they quickly return to the event.

or short version basically imagine your fave in a big building. they can’t find the bathrooms. when they’re reaching their limit, they find a room with a potted plant and having no other choice, they lock the door and pee there.

[slowardblonkey]

Some university/collage omo things:

Back to back to back classes, with no time to pee between them

Sleeping in and rushing to an 8am class, skipping their morning pee

Professors who don’t post any material, so not being able to leave class or risk missing important notes

Bathrooms being crowded after classes ends, and not being able to go because of pee shyness

Getting back to your dorm room desperate, and the bathroom is taken by a roommate, which they won’t be leaving for a while

Or coming back to your room and your roommate telling you they clogged the toilet

Exams.

Being to focused on studying and holding until it’s too late

Having a lab where there are no bathrooms present

An assignment being due in 30 minutes and having absolutely no time to take a pee break

99% of these are based on personal experiences, do to me being a dumb uni student

[slowardblonkey]

I've just been to a festival! so festival omo:

not wanting to use their bathrooms so holding it as long as you can!! squirming in the queue after waiting maybe too long

being near the front and not wanting to leave but needing to pee..... either having to pee dance at the barrier or awkwardly walk out

OR wetting at the barrier, with your SO or friend stood behind you trying to shield you from the eyes of everyone else, watching the act with wet pants or having to shyly leave and walk through the crowd of thousands of people whilst they all can see you couldn't hold it

squirming in the tent at night not wanting to go out into the cold!!! holding yourself and your tentmate asking you if you need to go and maybe you're too shy to say yes

having to walk through the campsite holding yourself or squirming and obviously desperate to get to the nearest bathrooms which can be ages away

or not being able to make it and having to find somewhere to squat down or just having an accident and not being able to hide it

just. festival omo.

[slowardblonkey]

I wanna be eating a girl out and her bladder be full and stretched out, her desperate to pee, her pee hole throbbing…as I lick it. I want to tease that bladder and rub it and kiss it and feel the fullness and the pee. 

[slowardblonkey]

I have to piss so fucking bad it’s so painful omg

[slowardblonkey]

You can’t tell but I leaked. Hard and fast gush of pee. My bladder is waaaay too full to be pressed on. I’m still holding as I make these gifs from the video and I’m dying. My bladder is enormous. My clit is huge and throbbing and my pee is pressed against the hole. I’ve hardly leaked except for this so it’s so extremely plump and full. It wants a break.

[slowardblonkey]

Done on a whim. The end result wasn’t my intention. 

Started drinking at 7:30PM, 1250ml. 0, empty prior to starting. 3 at 8:22. Nothing of note.  5 at 8:27. Went from a very mild need to pee to feeling pretty full. All that liquid’s pumping into my bladder. The mental image is making it worse. Desperation pangs when pressing, but it still feels squishy. Lots of room to stretch. +250ml at 8:31. Some pressure.  +250ml at 8:41. 7. Got startled by an alert on my phone and my whole bladder pressed down. I’m squirming and rocking. Can’t stop clenching after that shock. Already starting to shake. I feel so full, like a waterfall is cascading into me. So swollen with pee. I’m trembling, my bladder is trembling, stretching out and upwards. Almost to my navel, but not yet. My thighs are jammed together. All I can think of is letting this flood of piss out. I have to pee so badly I’m biting back whines. I can hold it, I can hold more. +350ml at 9:01. 7. Had to get up and do some stretches and marching in place. Held myself for a few seconds. The brief relief made me sigh. I can hold longer. There’s an ocean sloshing back and forth in my bladder as I rock, but i can’t stop. Fuuuck getting hit with my first wave. oh god there’s drops desperately trying to squeeze out of me. over two liters crammed into my bladder. i hit god i’m gasping i hit thewrong tab to a water gif and almost squirted piss evryehere. im bursting, 8. every singeke muscle is quivering trying to force it out. holsing myself keeping it in. +150ml 9:20. 9. nonstop waves bladder contracting so ahrd few drops are seeping out. about to start spurting i don’t wnt to let go yet. so so os full stretched completely. legs clamped knotted. nothin helping fuckfuckfuuuck hot leak on the edge of spilling out it’s tesing me. 9:27. if i tke another sip i will burst. more nd more jetting into me so full obewhelmingly no room to stretch. leak still sitting there bladder rock solid god i cant hold it much longer. i cant hold it i cant icant. cant stand cant sit cant move shaking cant breathe going to explode. cant wet here. want to sob have to keep quiet but im going to piss myself.  oh no oh no its gonna come out leak slipping out  Barely managed to get the pitcher in place before the dam burst. Lost a strong spurt I heard against my underwear and just pissed the loudest stream while struggling to keep upright. No timer, didn’t think of it. Couldn’t. My bladder was the size of a small watermelon. Zero relief at first. Confusion. Humiliation. Absolute desperation. Kept looking down, watching the bottom fill and rise higher and higher, feeling nothing. That was a special kind of torture I used to believe was reserved for fiction. My body couldn’t force it out fast enough. 

How to say this.

I overflowed the two liter pitcher. 2250ml in, similar out. My kidneys provide. I didn’t think it was possible, so… I didn’t anticipate my underwear, pants, shirt, towel, and bathroom rug soaking through and/or getting wet. Yes, I have proof. No, not posting it. Not a true measure either since it spilled. I’m haunted by the sound of it hitting the floor.  The things I do for stress relief. 

[slowardblonkey]

while I'm thinking about just making it, I love the concept of someone holding it longer than they felt possible. like they've been at maximum stress level feeling like they were barely holding on for the last half hour to an hour, but there was no other option, so they just kept holding it and holding it until holy fuck they can't believe they actually made it, and it's even painful to release after being so full and tense for so long so they don't start to unwind and feel like the ordeal is over until halfway through peeing x_x

[slowardblonkey]

Thinking about a really desperate person having to pee in a bottle. They aren’t able to hold it a single second longer, and start going as soon as they can get themselves out of their pants (leaking a little on the floor in the process, which is embarrassing enough).

But it turns out the bottle is just far too small to contain everything they were holding, and for the life of them they can’t get control back and stop peeing once they let go. Their muscles are too worn out. If they’re with someone, it’s even worse, because they’re being told to stop and it’s just physically impossible.

They’re making small, desperate, distressed noises as they try their hardest not to overflow the bottle, but unless there’s something else that they can transfer over to it’s inevitable.

And then it happens. It overflows, more than just that small leak is on the floor, and they can’t do anything but keep adding to the puddle. Bonus if they’re still fighting to stop, even though it doesn’t matter now.

[slowardblonkey]

The person in the stall beside me today had to go so bad that they didn’t quite make it onto the toilet in time

[slowardblonkey]

i wasn't sure if i was going to post this one here because i was so embarrassed by it

but a while ago i completely, fully peed my pants in the car. and it was...not at all on purpose

i was out at a bar with friends (pre-covid obv) and i ended up leaving abruptly because my ex showed up and i couldn't deal w/ it

so i just rush off and jump in the car and start heading for the highway and only a few minutes pass before i realize i have to use the bathroom pretty badly. it wasn't dire (or i didn't THINK it was 🤦🏻‍♀️), but definitely there. so i start getting a little anxious.

20 minutes or so later, i don't know how it happened so fast, but i am BURSTING for a toilet. i have honestly never had to pee so badly in all my life. i'm bouncing up and down in the driver's seat, fanning my legs. and i realize, i will not be able to make it home. period.

so i start panicking and trying to think of a plan B. my bladder is so swollen it HURTS, and i'm rubbing my thighs together like a cricket. "just keep moving, maybe you can hold it in," i think to myself. i decide to get off at the next exit to stop at a McDonald's or a coffee shop or somewhere with a restroom, because again, i wont make it home. i CAN'T make it home

and then as i pull off the exit and start scanning for a gas station or something, i realize something even worse - i'm not even going to make it to a gas station. i'm so desperate. it's basically now or never.

i clumsily pull the car over into this like empty lot. i can feel tears in my eyes as i squeeze my hands between my legs.

the only thing i can think of - and i'm blushing now just writing this down - is that i think i have a plastic bin or bucket in the trunk. and maybe i could sit down on that in the backseat and...go

keeping my legs tight together, i rummage through the junk in the back of the car and i find a plastic bin. anticipating relief is making it so, so much worse, and i can feel tears in my eyes as i squirm awkwardly and try to shove the bin into place.

i undo my belt, jiggling up and down, and then i try to undo the button on pants, but my hands are shaking. im shifting my legs back and forth and i'm muttering "oh god, oh my god" out loud to myself even though i'm the only one here.

and then...i can't hold it. i just can't hold it for another second. my body sort of freezes up and i can't hold it any longer and i can feel that my face is bright red and i can feel pee absolutely gushing into my underwear, filling up my pant legs. i just keep going and i'm so embarrassed but there's nothing i can do. a moan of complete relief involuntarily escapes my lips.

when my body finally finishes peeing, i just stand there for a minute, humiliated. i can't believe i couldn't make it not only to a bathroom, but even to a plastic bin in the back of my car.

and then i take my pants off, shove them into the bin, and drive the rest of the way home in my underwear. thank goodness my roommate was already asleep when i got home.