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I have loved watersports, especially wetting myself, since I was about 13. It is good to come across a site with others! I saw a few stories there, and though I could tell you heaps, here is one that happened last month... I decided to leave work early to do some shopping – my job allows for that kind of thing. Because it is important to what happened, I was in a full body suit, stockings, shortish shirt and blouse. I had drunk a bit at lunch (a going away party) and was a little tipsy too... It was walking around one of the department stores that I realised I desperately needed to pee. I guess I had been holding it for a while, but now it was a need. I had also just drank a large coke to try and "pep me up,…
Read →Well today was an interesting day. I have been really busy in meetings and such, and have drunk a bit of coffee – but had no time for the loo! I finally got out of one meeting before lunch, and was bursting so bad it hurt – I am amazed I had not peed myself yet. I raced by my desk to grab my purse and then the problem started – the fire alarm went off. We were advised to immediately evacuate our floor because of a "possible fire" on the level above me. I am on level 18, so it is a long walk! I also could not go and pee because the toilets were the opposite direction from the fire stairs, and they were pushing people out... I finally got downstairs with a few little runs, and then they "directed" us to the…
Read →Fiona took another sip of her gin and tonic before putting the finishing touches to her make–up, then rose from the dressing table. She stepped into her tailored, powder blue skirt, pulling it up and fastening the zip. It was going to be warm at the wedding and she decided to dispense with the blouse and donned her matching jacket, buttoning it over the swell of her full breasts and the delightfully deep cleavage created by her lacy half bra. Blue court shoes and a broad brimmed straw hat with long, trailing ribbon completed her wedding ensemble. She stood in front of the long mirror in her bedroom, smoothing down the short, straight skirt and liked what she saw: at 36 she was looking good – her waist still…
Read →Julie called up her boyfriend of 8 months to give him one last goodbye before she went out with her friends from work. The office had planned this outing for several weeks and it was going to be a blast, just the girls getting plastered and having fun. "Hello babe. Just wanted to make sure you don't mind me going out with the girls, the rest of the weekend is ours I promise." After being reassured it was fine she headed out the door to meet her ride and it was off to the watering hole. They partied long into the night and all were having a wonderful time together, exchanging sex talk and the like, each telling their wildest moments and laughing the night away. Julie looked at her watch and thought of Jack at…
Read →They had just enough time to make themselves decent before the waiter arrived to ask if there was anything they wanted. They ordered a second bottle of bubbly that they drank slowly; with Ian taking good care to see that Lucy drank most of it. When they left the club Lucy deliberately avoided going to the toilet even though she needed to go.They walked hand in hand along the main street soaking up the spring sunshine, occasionally stopping to look in shop windows, and Lucy was making no secret of the fact that she needed to pee. She was on the point of suggesting that they go round one of the quiet back streets, where because she had no panties on she could just stand open legged and piss on the ground. The…
Read →You may remember my interview with the deputy head master prior to me taking up my job as a teacher, how it led to me leaving behind a large porcelain jug with pampas grass in it half full of my piss.After a torrid wet sex session Roger (the deputy head), and I had reason to be glad that Lucy (the school secretary) had not caught us and Roger had let fall the knowledge that she was in to water sports. During the next two weeks I had intended to ask Roger how he knew, but the moment just did not present itself. So when just before a term commenced I had to call in the school office for some syllabus notes, Lucy said, "I see your interview went very well", and gave me a long hard look, I remembered the jug, the…
Read →Things had not gone well that afternoon, so on my way home I stopped into a town pub. It was early and the place was quiet, I got a drink, then looked around for some place to sit. The joint was set out with alcoves with two or three stools at each short bar. I picked one whose only occupant was a good–looking blond. I asked if she minded me sitting next to her, she shook her head and I took that to mean, please yourself.I settled down, nursing my scotch and water and pulled out my newspaper, turning to the sports pages. I tried to see if there was at lest one nag that hadn't let me down, it didn't look good, I began to feel more depressed. Then suddenly I got the feeling I was being watched. I turned and the…
Read →My name is Anna and I have been into watersports for a while. I love filling my bladder to capacity and seeing how long I can hold it at home. Anything in public however is off limits, I am much too self–conscious to ever try it outside, and always go to the bathroom before any emergency arises. This day however was different. On the way back from class I stopped for gas and bought myself a large cappuccino, getting ready for a long afternoon of studying for midterms before going out with friends that night. As I sat down to study, I quickly downed the drink, hoping for a burst of energy, as I had gotten very little sleep the past week. A few minutes after I had finished the cappuccino, I casually glanced up…
Read →( I sent this in to the Thomas' Water Resources site for their story of the month contest but the page hasn't been updated in an age. It's revisiting the superhero theme but I figured I shouldn't let the story go to waste. ) I nearly burned out my levitation ring trying to get back to the Hall of Justice after the pitched battle with the Brigade of Terror, but days like this were always worth it. I was the only one in the building, so I had the run of the place. I also knew that not all my superpowered colleagues in the Justice Force would be heading straight here. Some had secret identities to cover for, and would be heading out to assure their normal friends that they were fine. I could wait to do that…
Read →Dana had everything going for her. At twenty–five years old she had just landed a job paying $75,000 per year and she didn't even have a college education. I guess you could say she aced the interview by bluffing her way through it. Suddenly, Dana was the Vice President in a well known technology firm and had seven people working under her. Dana was good at doling out responsibilities, as she was the oldest of three sisters. Dana was also an Aries, so she was a born leader. It was early September, the first day of Dana's new job. She was to spend the first week taking an intensive training course offered by the company for all new executives. Dana was confident. She dressed in a conservative blue suit, the…
Read →"I don't know if I can hold it much longer," Kati snapped. "Well you'll just have to," replied Captain Turner, "just until we can determine who is and is not contaminated. You saw what happened to Joshua." Behind the captain, trapped behind a solid greenish force field, a terrible dark creature thrashed and bawled, all teeth and claws. What remained of Joshua's previous human body dangled in fleshy strings from its black, bloodstained fur, swinging as the creature tried to move."But, captain," she pleaded, "you were there, you know how terrifying this ordeal has been for all of us. Since this all started yesterday evening I've been waiting, too scared to stay in one place for long enough to go. Please, while…
Read →I overslept this morning – really overslept! I had a 9:30 class across campus and had less than 10 minutes to get there. My friend Kim was already banging on my door telling me to get my ass in gear. I threw on some clothes, grabbed my books and bolted out the door – without having my usual morning pee. Kim and I made it to class just as the professor was starting her lecture. "Fuck", I said. "What's the matter with you," Kim asked, already annoyed that I had almost made us late for class. "I didn't pee before I left and now I need to go really bad!" Kim quietly laughed and whispered, "You're shit out of luck then! This professor takes of 10 points a day if you leave class early. Looks like you're in for…
Read →Most of this story is true. The main part of it (the desperation and wetting) was emailed to me by a very close girl friend in the USA, last year for Valentine's day. I asked her if she would mind if I made it into a story, and post it, and she said she would be delighted. I wrote a story round it, and made it the second episode in my "Linda's accidents" series. (I posted the first one on here not so long ago) The clothes she was wearing, the desperation and the wetting is 100% true – I've just altered the location, and some of the other details. The girl Linda is fictitious, of course, as I wouldn't dream of disclosing the real girl's name. Linda and three friends decided to go to the local nightclub one…
Read →The car interior lit up and went dark again in a monotonously repeating seemingly never–ending cycle as the car passed under the orange lights of the motorway. Passing a brightly lit road sign Filip pushed the accelerator pedal down. Immediately the electronic auto–adaptive gearbox shifted down a gear to provide the driver with maximum acceleration and the sound of the mighty V12 engine changed from a hardly noticeable rumble to a deep low roar as the engine revved up. The needle of the speedometer moved steadily clockwise until Filip eased of the accelerator and the car settled at a comfortable cruising speed of 160 kph. Traffic was light at this time of night, and the few drivers on the road quickly changed…
Read →It was September, and a tradition in our company that a social gathering for the employees was held in the fall of each year. Our office was a regional center for an insurance company, and we had about forty employees. Most of us knew each other, and I really didn't socialize with my fellow workers much outside of office hours. My name is Joe – really, Joseph Carnavo. I'm twenty four, and been with the company for two years. I was never much of an extrovert, and my social life after college has really been pretty limited. I live alone in my own apartment, and I suppose people think of me as a bit of a nerd – in the last couple of years I've rarely dated, and girls don't tend to call me. I'm a bit smallish,…
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