The Piss-cus

Cain 🧷 - They/Them || 21 || Sexually attracted to men who can kick my ass.

[piss-ca]

One of the rare Tumblr doms

My name is Cain (They/Them). I'm gay (MLM) but find piss hot regardless of gender.

I am 21. This is an 18+ blog. Minors DNI.

Kinks

Yes:

- Emetophilia

- Omorashi

- Plushies

- Somnophilia (Slight, with explicit consent)

- Watersports

Meh: (Neutral or to a degree)

- Ageplay

- BDSM

- Fauxcest

- Piss Drinking

- Stuffing

- Voyeurism

No:

- Blood

- Detrans/Misgendering

- Diapers

- Pregnancy

- Raceplay

- Rape/Noncon

- Scat

- Vomit Eating

[emoto-enthusiasts]

So realized I never told yall my name, so hi, I’m Ozzy. I also have permission from my partners to tell you their names. My boyfriend’s name is Nick and my girlfriend’s name is Kaylee.

So we traveled to Boston yesterday, and because of where we live, it was a 4 hour drive. Now, something to know is that Kaylee has a VERY weak stomach, and gets motion sick very easily. Nick also gets motion sick, but it’s very hard and he only ever gets seasick, so we knew he wasn’t going to be a problem. I rarely ever get motion sick, so the only person we were keeping an eye on was Kaylee. The drive started off fine, but around halfway through Kaylee started to complain about her stomach. Now, Kaylee tends to be dramatic, it’s part of the reason we love her, so we all knew she was playing it up, since she had been flirting and acting horny all morning. Our boyfriend was sitting in the back, and reach into the passenger seat to start rubbing her stomach as I was the one driving. It stays calm for a few minutes before her stomach gurgles loudly. Nick laughs and says how he felt that. I look over at her and tell her we’ll be at the hotel soon. That was a lie, we still had an hour. She just nodded and placed her head on the window. Once she fell asleep Nick and I came to the conclusion that she really want feeing well since she wasn’t even acting flirty now. When we were about 30 minutes away from the hotel she wakes up and asks for the plastic bag we keep in the car. Nick and I share a look and he gives it to her. She sits forward with her mouth open and holding the bag up to her mouth. I pulled the car over for her and she starts spitting into the bag. At this point she’s burping and spitting, but not brining anything up. Honestly her burps are really hot, and as I’m writing this Nick has told me he agrees. Anyway, after a few minutes, everything subsides and we get back on the road. It only took her a few minutes to fall back asleep and Nick and I started talking. He admitted that he was slightly hoping she might get sick because of how hot and sexy she is when she does. She also has said that she loves when she throws up because she likes the feeling. I agreed and the rest of the drive was mostly quiet. When we got the hotel she was still asleep so I got our stuff (we’re only staying for 2 days) which was 3 backpacks and Nick goes to wake up Kaylee. From what we can tell, she’s back to her normal flirty self, so we suspected that she was fine now. We were wrong. She was just feeling really horny about it. We get all checked in and get to our room. It has a nice view and a big bed for the three of us with a TV and a connected bathroom. We put our stuff away and start chilling in bed,Kaylee laying in between Nick and I with her head and body mostly curled into Nick. We’re watching an episode of friends that happened to be on when Kaylee starts holding her stomach and groaning. I ask if something’s wrong and she tells me her stomach is really acting up now. Again, Nick and I share a look, but my the flirty way she said it, it was an exited look. Something else to know about Nick? He loves getting puked on. It gets him hard real quick and we all know this. So when Kaylee starts hiccuping and propping herself up on her elbow facing Nick, we all got excited. I put my hand on her stomach like I always do, and she starts burping and hiccuping. Her stomach starts to clench and her burps start sounding wet. Nick is still lying partially down, slightly propped up with pillows. She starts gagging quite hardly and I can feel her stomach clenching and gurgling and groaning. Something else to note is you could also hear the food in her stomach moving around quite audibly, and it was turning me on. She starts to get some spit up and, because Nick wasn’t wearing a shirt at the time, it was getting all over his chest/stomach, making him moan, which made me moan, which made Kaylee moan. Finally she started fully throwing up. It was chunky with and yellow and it was getting all over Nicks abs.

18+ from here on please

He was hard at this point and reached his had down to stroke his cock while I reached my own hand down to take care of myself. Kaylee was moaning while emptying her stomach, and started asking me to press on her stomach, as I did,

Somehow more vomit started to come out of this small woman. In all honesty, I shouldn’t have been that surprised considering how insanely bloated she was. After only 2 presses, she was just dry heaving and Nick had reached his climax. All the moaning and puking sent me over the edge and I reached mine. After we were both done, Kaylee was still horny and worked up, so she started kissing me while Nick was still breathing heavy. I ended up getting on top of her and making her feel good. The best part was that her climaxing caused her to get sick again, and this time it was on me. We ended up cleaning each other up and cuddling as we always do after, with the both of us rubbing Kaylee’s stomach.

Today, we were walking around downtown and saw quite a big pile of chunky puke that made Kaylee gag. We got lunch and ended up laughing about it. Overall 10/10 day. Probably gonna post more later and tomorrow since we’re driving home tomorrow morning.

Also will probably be posting stomach audios soon so tell me if yall want them.

[urineluckpal2]

anything can be a bathroom if you’re brave enough

[piss-ca]

Alternatively: anything can be a washroom if you're desperate enough

[oceansriver]

I thinkkk it was this account that posted it but there was a video reposted here recently that was taken down and like. There was a girl pissing and she was bottomless trying to hold it back with her hands and she just kept apologizing because she couldn’t hold it and I am now on the search for this video because holy fuckkk. If you have any clue what video I’m talking about and you know anywhere it’s posted lmk fr I can’t find it😭

Aahhhh i think I know what you were talking about. The post got flagged and removed 😭 I was so upset because thag was one of my FAVORITE videos. I've been searching for it for ages and was so sad they pulled it. I'm still on the hunt for it again 😭😭

[sssssecret]

Found the correct version, the longer one :)

Losing control - video 2 - ThisVid.com

Description as required. Watch losing control video 2 on ThisVid, the HD tube site with a largest pissing collection.

[oceansriver]

YOU ARE A HERO 🙌🙌🙌 THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. I've tried to find this video for so long, I was sad Tumblr nuked it

[chamberpots]

melting some snow <3 (check rbs)

[rickybibi]

Mr pisspants was desesperated to pee so had no choices but to do it in public and believe me i put a diapers on right after 😮👶🍼

@rickybababou

[rosesinlace]

i’m really just hooked on the idea of being exposed while leaking today bc imagine a pretty girl in a dress - not super short, but it’s short enough that when she sits, if she isn’t careful there is nothing between her panties and the chair.

and nobody knows it but she’s been out and about for hours and hasn’t had the chance to pee for a while. she’s bursting. but she’s bladder shy, and she’s having fun with her friends, and doesn’t want to take time away to try to pee, just to not be able to go anyway because it’s not a bathroom she’s comfortable with.

and she’s used to this, really. being bladder shy has given her quite the control. she isn’t concerned, really. so she’s just. unbelievably full and having a normal conversation with her friends, sitting on a plastic chair in the back yard at some friend’s party.

you’re not in the conversation, but nearby. you notice her. you can tell she’s a bit awkward in her movements. notice her hand rubbing slowly up and down her thigh. how she doesn’t seem able to sit still, and her thighs are pressed together in a less than normal way.

there are some points of the conversation where she goes a bit quiet, but you can’t hear the conversation enough to know if it’s about that or maybe about what you’re starting to suspect is a full bladder.

her friends move eventually, going to go talk to someone else in the yard. she slowly gets up to go with them, very careful in her movements. but she seems fine once standing. there’s nothing on her dress. she’s not crossing her legs. maybe you were wrong.

as she walks away you notice the chair she was in has… moisture on it? not a puddle, but definitely like something wet had been there. a few moments later she returns, and… wipes the seat with a napkin. she looks around shyly and notices you watching. she blushes but shrugs. “spilled something,” she says, “didn’t want anyone to sit in it.”

you nod and smile, but you know better. you know exactly what she spilled.

she goes to stand with her friends across the yard, and you keep watching her. of course you do. you couldn’t take your eyes off of her if you tried. and she still looks normal, but she’s still constantly moving, swaying in a way that subtly shifts her weight from foot to foot. tapping her foot occasionally. you notice her hand move to her lower stomach a few times, touching gently before moving it away. it seems like a nervous habit. a friend holds out a drink to her. she takes it, and takes a sip, but no more. maybe she’s too polite to say no?

eventually she stills, and you watch carefully to see what is happening. her posture is stiff. in the fun party lighting of the yard you notice it- a drop of liquid dripping down the back of her thigh. just one drop, sliding down, down, down leaving a wet trail behind as it goes. two more follow in quick succession, and you wonder if she’s breaking. if she’ll wet herself right there in the middle of the party. you spare a glance to her face and see that somehow, even as she leaks, she’s still talking; fully involved in the conversation. she must have so much practice with this.

your eyes trail back to her legs and you watch as the other two wet tracks make their way down her leg. you’re not at the right angle to see if there are any more leaks than that, but you can’t risk getting closer. it’s a good thing you’re known for not liking parties. you just go because your friend insists. you’ll have to thank them for that later.

a few minutes later, your eyes catch as a stream of clear liquid drips down her leg - it definitely can’t be called a drop anymore. there’s too much. how are her friends not noticing this?

she’s at her limit, it seems. she excuses herself from her friends and… goes over to the edge of the yard. you know there’s a bike path behind the house, and it turns into forest. none of her friends are going with her, and it’s getting dark. she really shouldn’t go out there alone.

you head over, too. just to make sure she’s safe. but casually, of course. you don’t want to be creepy or make her uncomfortable. as you get closer, though, she hears your footsteps and turns around. her hand flies away from her crotch as she does- seems she was finally holding herself since she’d thought she was out of eyes view. she’s blushing with exertion, but she smiles at you again. “sorry,” she says, waving her hands a bit. she’s shifting from foot to foot. “did you need something? i just had to-“ and she gestures vaguely to the small gate that leads to the woods behind the property. she’s bouncing, a hand on her thigh in a way that tells you it would be jammed against her crotch if she weren’t talking to you.

“s’fine. just wanted to tell you not to go too far into the woods. it can be dangerous.”

she nods, and her smile looks less forced, more genuine. “thanks. i’ll be careful.”

she turns around again and as she opens the gate and goes through it you can see that she’s leaking more now, several more thin streams cascading down the backs of her legs. her flip flops are wet.

you figure you’ll wait nearby the gate until she gets back, just to make sure she’s fine. you’d gotten lost in those woods before, you know they can be tricky.

what you didnt think was that she wouldn’t go far at all. you can hear through the fence a loud, splashing torrent of liquid against dirt and a relieved sigh. it sounds like she’s right there on the path, like she didn’t even make it into the woods. maybe she hadn’t intended to. she pees for a long time. you wish you were wearing a watch so you could know just how long. she must have been holding for hours.

you try not to listen. really you do. you don’t want to be creepy. but it’s so loud, and then less loud, and then a trickle, and the nothing. you’re almost relieved when it’s over, because you’re so turned on and don’t know how much more of that you could take

and then the back gate is opening again and she turns to see you, smiling. her face is still pink, but yours is now, too. she looks far more relaxed. “see, i didn’t get lost or eaten”

you laugh. you didn’t expect her to want to talk to you after that interaction you’d had. you’d figured she would be embarrassed since it was clear you’d caught onto her predicament. “i’m glad.”

she looks you over, then holds up the cup that’s still in her hand. you notice now it’s empty. “want to come with me to get a refill?” she asks, surprising you. “you know, since i spilled mine before,” her smile is telling. she hadn’t seemed like it, but she knew you were watching. maybe that whole time she had known. and now she was smirking, teasing - but it’s not mean, it’s playful. intrigued.

you smile, and take her cup. “we’ll get you some napkins, too. just in case.”

[piss-ca]

Watching the Pi/tt and this one doctor keeps getting interrupted when he tries to take a piss and I am 👀👀👀

[hubertheiser]

Keeping My Boy-Parts Cool - Short Clip

I wanted to keep myself nice and moist, only peeing so much at a time. Sometimes it is a real struggle :-) This is what append at the time the middle photo of today’s other post of mine was taken.

[nutbuster7000]

I took the advice of that "doing piss play when you have parents/roommates" post and decided to have fun with my weekend. For context I have a whiny bladder and a tcock that literally never goes to sleep.

The first day I already had to clean the shower so I scrubbed it down first, I had already been holding for like five hours at that point and had to GO. I stripped down and rolled up a towel that was about to just go in the wash, lubed my cock, fucked my piss into that thing for a couple minutes and SOAKED it. Fuck, it felt so good being able to pump something full of my piss, and feeling it get warmer and wetter on my tcock. I considered fucking it until I finished but I knew it was going to take me a while so I saved that for later.

I got up but I was like "there's absolutely no way I'm not gonna do this again" and later the same day I took another towel down and did it again, peed even more that time and the relief had my cock throbbing so hard but I didn't wanna get caught. Threw both towels and my clothes in the wash, extra detergent and ran the washer twice.

Then today. Oh my god. I've unpacked my thicker blankets for the winter and the one I was about to put away had to be washed. It's lighter than the one I just unpacked but it's still pretty thick. When I rolled it up I didn't have to kneel as far down to rub my dick into it. I held only about three hours while I was alone but I was drinking water the wholleee morning. Lubed up my cock again and put extra on the blanket roll just in case, then flipped a little bit of the outer fabric over to make a makeshift fuckable hole.

Dude I couldn't even get my bladder entirely empty. Ten minutes just fucking this huge blanket roll on the shower floor in between spurts of injecting my piss into it before my cock started throbbing too hard to continue, then fucking, pissing, throbbing, fucking, pissing, throbbing, fucking, pissing, etc etc. it felt like I was blowing loads into this thing back to back to back to back and it kept making me harder and harder. I got to a point where no more pee would be peed even though I could still feel that I had to, just because it was a small enough amount now that I wasn't desperate to pee but instead VERY desperate to cum. And what do you know, a warm, wet, lubed, cushiony hole right under my dick.

Pushed out a final, tiny spurt of piss and fucked that thing for a couple minutes straight until I finished, dick throbbing in a hot, wet, piss-soaked hole. Threw the blanket in the wash with an ungodly amount of detergent, but I think I'm gonna wait a bit longer before I pack it up. I need to do that again so badly, and empty my bladder into it entirely next time.

dude holy shit 😳😳😳 um thank you so much for this wonderfully detailed recounting of your weekend, I definitely won't be beating off to it for the next several nights in a row. please do come back again next time you do something this hot

pissing in a towel (or any pile of fabric really) is the best and I Will proselytize about it until the end of time. being able to pack something between your legs no matter where you are and let everything go is already such a heavenly experience, but the best part is getting to hump that warm wet bundle afterwards. I personally am also a huge fan of peeing into a towel, unrolling it onto the floor, and laying on it while I jack off and intermittently let out the last leftover spurts underneath me 🫣

since you were kind enough to share your piss play with roommates experience, I'll also share one of mine:

recently, I was in bed, doing that thing you do when you have a really full bladder but you don't want to get up so you just bounce your leg for a while until the need to go becomes unbearable. it was making me horny, and I just so happened to have some clean towels in my room, so I decided to strip my lower half and empty my entire bladder onto the hardwood floor. now, my room is tiny, so the only available floor space is long, narrow, and directly in front of the door. luckily, I had the forethought to shove a towel into the gap under the door, because as it turns out, my floor is not level - in fact, it slopes down towards the door.

so there I was, naked from the waist down, squatting several feet back from the door, gushing out a massive stream of piss at full power. within seconds I had created a puddle several feet long, slowly creeping towards the door and seeping into the towel. if I hadn't put it there, I would have flooded the hallway outside my room with a goddamn piss river for all to see, because it felt so good that I wouldn't have been able to stop myself.

once my stream finally tapered off, I laid down a couple fresh towels to absorb the puddle, sat down on top of them, grabbed the one from under the door and started jerking off furiously with it. it was so thoroughly soaked that I'm surprised it kept my mess contained to one room.

after I came, I wiped up the rest of the mess, threw the towels in the laundry hamper, stood up, and immediately felt that my bladder was not entirely empty. so, naturally, I spread my legs, bent my knees just a little, and drained the last of my pee right where I stood. (luckily I didn't have quite enough left to make it to the door that time.) there was something so deliciously naughty about making another mess right on the spot I just cleaned up. and yes, I wiped it up again and went straight to the shower afterwards, both to clean myself off and because I really fucking needed to cum again

[subbyemoji-deactivated20251028]

being incredibly hydrated and going for a long walk in the woods… wearing a skirt with no underwear… waiting til i’m desperate and then stopping, legs apart, and letting go… skirt just short enough to feel a breeze on my pussy… i’ve drunk so much water that i need to go again almost immediately, and i drink more as i walk… feeling all exposed and wet and peeing so many times it feels like it never stops… eventually my clit is so fat and throbby i have to stop and lean against a tree and rub at it, dizzy because i need to cum so bad, and when i do more pee spurts out of me. when i’ve caught my breath i step back into the path to keep walking. i take a big gulp from my water bottle, and my bladder twinges again…

[im-leaking]

NSFW OMORASHI and hidden masturbation

I peed outside for the first time…

It was late, very dark out about 2am so no one could see me. I knew a place where I could go, a place with abandoned stables.

I walked there which took me about 20 minutes and I was bursting to go. I think at one point I leaked in my underwear just a little. I got there, making sure to be cautious of oncoming cars. I was holding myself and potty dancing a little when walking over there, just hurrying to get to coverage so I could let go. When a car passed I took my hands off from holding my pussy and tried not to squirm as it passes, my bladder was just so ready to give up and have an accident at any moment. I made it to the stable, which was good coverage because of the walls and trees that surrounded the areas.

I hurriedly took my shoes off to remove my pants and undies (was careful to not stand on the ground with socks) and put my clothes onto my bag. I could not get undressed any faster and I was bursting, small drips of pee spurting out of me, getting a little on my pants and the ground below. Finally, I had my bottoms off and then crouched down for the best piss of my life.

It felt SOO good. I was gushing all over the grass below me and moaning. I felt so exposed and vulnerable, but knew there was absolutely no way anyone could see me. I was far away from the roads, somewhat in the woods, and completely covered, so my worry faded away the longer I stayed squatted down peeing. I’m a way, it made me feel kinda good, like I was able to just let go right here outside and it would just be my own secret. (That you guys now know about 🤭)

I got so horny too, was shaking so much and I started playing with myself a little.. it was probably naughty of me to do, but as long as no one would see I thought it didn’t matter. So as I was pissing all over the grass, starting a little puddle in the dirt, I started rubbing myself and came really hard and fast.

I was panting as I finished up going, wiggled my hips a little to get excess pee off my pussy, then put my underwear and pants back on. I could feel a little wet, from my small accident before and from not being able to wipe, and it felt really humiliating walking back. It was one of the hottest things I’ve done and I probably will end up going pee outside again, lol.

[davinamercury]

Another omo story behind one person asked.

There’s only one person I’ve known who knew about my omo kink, and that was my ex situationship who we’ll call Claire. I don’t remember how I told her exactly, but I know I told her because she had been hinting at having an omo kink as well, saying she had a holding kink. We hung out every week, sometimes for days on end. So, obviously, we would regularly do ~stuff~

It was late, we were horny and drunk. We both were complaining how drinking made us need to pee a lot, and that’s when she came up with the idea: a holding contest- time each other for how long we could hold.

We drank even more, some water, some liquor. I was the one to start teasing her, as I spotted her sitting on her foot- something I do when I’m trying to discreetly hold. I told to stand up, and she did. She winced, pinching one of her eyes and her nose.

“You’re doing that on purpose”

She said.

“Just trying not to loose.” I replied.

We’d give eachother challenges, like listening to water sounds while drinking more, standing up and down, doing jumping jacks. Through this, I realized I had never wet in front of someone and part of me wanted to back out from embarrassment- but didn’t say anything. She tells me to stand, and at this point, I’ve drank a days worth of liquid and my desperation would obvious.

She pressed me up against the wall, pushing her knee beneath my crotch as she pressed very firmly onto my bladder. I squeezed my thighs, or try to, to aid my mix of pleasure and pain. Then, she pulled her knee away, pushing my bladder harder as she back up a few inches, because she knew.

I was wearing these low rise blue jeans, and the moment I began to wet my pants you could see it. I remember freezing, as the hot rush of my pee ran down and spread. I couldn’t help but moan a bit, knowing she was watching me with her bladder full. This finally came to a stop, for what seems like a couple of minutes worth of pissing.

She told me to keep my pants on, and she began to rub my clit over my jeans, licking the massive wet patch on my jeans. I could feel her wiggle, as she was still holding and growing desperate. I surprised her by picking her up and placing her on my lap as I sat down on her bed, motioning her hips to grind on my leg. She gasped loudly when I lightly pressed her bladder, that simple touch allowing her to release onto my already wet pants.

[kyi-0m0]

here's the promised report xx

I was getting squirmy already before the hour was up, so I gathered my keys and warm clothes ahead

once I was literally dancing in place trying to hold it in I quickly put on my shoes (tying converse when you can't stay still is not recommended, for a moment I really thought I'll pee all over the floor) and I quickly made my way outside the apartment complex

I decided to wear a short skirt with nothing beneath, to make it a little easier, but it was probably a mistake because the moment I stepped outside and the cold air hit me I almost lost it right on the doorstep in front of our security camera

I squeezed my legs together and walked as fast as I could manage but I could feel myself leaking a little bit anyway so the moment I stepped around the corner I had to squat down and let a little bit out right there on the path under someone's window 😭

it was just a tiny puddle, but the stream was so strong I really struggled to make myself stop and not let everything out. then I got up to continue a bit away and there's a small wall nearby so climbed on it to see if there's anywhere hidden enough in the shadows to pee. but I started leaking again and I hopped of really quick, leaving just a little trail on it. I was hopping from one foot to the other, quietly whining but I could feel the drops running down my legs so I squatted right there to let a little more out. it felt sooo good to get the pressure off !

and then someone's car alarm started screaming 😭😭 when I tell you I stood up so fast and booked it away, I had to hold myself to not pee all over myself but I could feel I was really losing control entirely so I ducked into a nearby bush and before I could squat I could both feel and hear it splatter on the ground I just leaned my ass onto a tree to minimize the sound as it started all pouring out. it felt blissful but the stream was so strong it was still noisy and splattering back onto my legs and I just leaned my body on the tree trunk entirely and let it flow it was heavenly

I legit peed for almost a minute, got my ass and legs so wet too and then I sneaked away asap before anyone could see me >///<

thank you everyone who voted!<3

[gomonomo]

I was lazing around at home this evening drinking plenty of fluids and peeing regularly, there wasn’t even a thought in my mind of doing a hold when I started watching an extended cut movie and forgot to go pee at all, but kept drinking my soda while watching, right as the credits rolled it was like all of the drinks I had had suddenly dropped into my bladder and as I stood up to go to the bathroom I realised it was almost sunset and I had planned to go on a short hike up a nearby mountain to watch the sun set this evening as the colours were supposed to be particularly spectacular. Not thinking much of my need to pee as I had gone only a few hours before and I am good at holding it far longer, I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door, on a mission to make it up to a viewing platform by sunset which was about 15 minutes away.

As I hurried along the path at the bottom of the mountain I began to realise my error, turns out in the frequent drinking and peeing all day I had accidentally rapid desperationed myself and I had to go NOW. But I was in public and I didn’t want to miss the sunset so I hurried on.

Each step up the hill was torture, the loose gravel and dirt underfoot causing my feet to shift and occasionally slide out from under me which didn’t make holding any easier, the track was busy too, with runners and walkers enjoying the evening so I couldn’t hold myself at all. As I forced one step at a time onwards my hands were balled into fists on the hem of my skirt, I felt the burn of a leak forcing its way down and the small warm spurt of it spreading into my bike shorts. I stopped dead in the middle of the path, thankful no one was there at that exact moment and shoved a waded up ball of my skirt in between my legs to press against my crotch. This succeeded in stopping the flow and I straightened up just as a couple of runners came around the bend, smiling weakly at them I smoothed out my black skirt, lukily it doesn’t show the wetness very much and I realised I was not going to make it home, let alone to the lookout and I needed to find somewhere private, fast.

Hurrying up the hill I kept squeezing my muscles as tight as I could but it was harder now the seal was broken, the occasional leak trickled down onto the path below me but I kept moving hoping no one would notice and put the small patches of darker dirt together and connect them to my hurrying form. The trees and foliage lower down on the trail were quite sparse and there was nowhere for me to duck off and relieve myself discreetly and soon I found myself arriving at the small flattened clearing of the lookout, lukily no one was around yet but I doubted my luck would last this close to a beautiful sunset.

Taking stock of my options I knew I only had a few seconds left in me as my shorts grew damper by the second, I hunched over, crossing my legs, wiggling and pee dancing as I looked around, ideally I would have liked to pee somewhere downhill of the lookout as that way my puddle would run away from the track, but they had cleared all the trees and coverage for better viewing. So, knowing I had no other option I scrambled up the steep bank above the lookout to a small line of trees and bushes, they wouldn’t cover my upper body but would at least obscure my lower half.

So close to relief my bladder can’t take it any more and whizzing hissing bursts begin to force their way out as I position myself behind the bushes in a squat, I finally let go and it comes pouring out in a hard stream, arcing out through the now seethrough fabric of my white shorts, I watch as the puddle froths up the dirt below me satisfied in my relief, only for it quickly to turn to horror as I see a long tendril of pee begin to snake away under the bushes towards the lookout leading an obvious trail to my hiding spot. I clench down, panicking, as my stream stutters, trying frantically to shut it off and I suddenly remember the empty drink bottle in my bag from the other day, I rip the bag open and quickly unscrew the lid, positioning the mouth of it against my pee hole as I pull my sodden shorts to the side, half bent over, I can finally let go fully and the stream picks up again, splashing into the bottle with high pressure, I am panting in relief so loud I’m worried hikers will hear so I clamp my hand over my mouth, after about 20 seconds my stream begins to slow, smaller spurts pushing their way out now between drips, as I hear voices in the distance.

A knowing feeling comes over me, I can’t be seen like this! Pee bottle in hand and obvious puddle below me, I quickly adjust my shorts back into place and get out from behind the trees, sliding down the remaining dirt bank on my butt, disrupting my earlier pee trail which is now cool to the touch, to stand at the lookout again.

I hurriedly shove the 3/4 full yellow bottle in my bag just as a couple comes into the clearing, I smile shakily at them, doing my best to look nonchalant and hoping they don’t look too closely at me or my leaks all over the bank behind me. Lukily the sunset is distracting them and they talk quietly among themselves leaning up against the far railing. I finally let my body unclench as I have escaped being caught but this is a mistake as my severely weakened bladder has still been churning out urine and I feel a small leak dribble down my leg, with more to follow. Knowing how leaky my bladder gets after a hold I quickly decide to sit on the viewing bench and carefully fan my black skirt out around me to cover my sodden shorts and crotch, small trickles warm my wet seat intermittently under my skirt as I take in the beauty of the sunset.

I know there is no way I can stand up now, with a clear wet patch on the wooden seat below me and my white shorts see through yellow with piss, and now stained brown at the back from my slide down the hill, it looks like an even bigger accident. So I just sit and wait for the couple to finish enjoying the view and move on, all the while my bladder slowly empties itself into the seat below me which is luckily quite absorbent of the little leaks. Eventually the sun has set and they move on, I wave as they leave, thankful I’m finally alone again. As soon as I deem the coast clear I stand, a small wave falling from my crotch was I do, and hurry back down the hill.

Despite passing around ten hikers on my way home I think my skirt covered it all pretty well and no one noticed, except perhaps one runner who passed me on the only uphill on the journey back who must have gotten a look up my skirt at my stained backside because they gave me a funny look as I passed. I was embarrassed but smiled a little to myself, knowing that they would be shocked if they knew about the bottle of piss I was still carrying around.

I made it home without any further issues, but when I went to pour out the pee bottle my bladder clearly couldn’t take the sight and let out one final long spurt into my shorts, dripping down to the bathroom floor. So much for being able to hold it long enough to go see the sunset.

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Imagine someone desperately rushing to their bathroom after a long day with no breaks. Their achy bladder sloshing with every move, and hands between their legs. They get there, sagging in relief, only to discover the door is jammed. They bounce in place, the relief that was snatched from them feels like it’s going to be their undoing. The look around, desperately trying to find a solution and their eyes land on a throw pillow on the couch. They toss it to the floor and rip their pants down, sitting on it like a toilet. The stream is instant, and it’s almost silent as the fibers soak it up. They start to think that maybe there won’t be much of a mess until they realize just how soaked the pillow is, and they’re barely half empty. A puddle starts to form around them, seeping into the pants at their ankles…