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Rapid desp kicked my ass tonight lol. Please enjoy this selection of videos I am more than a little embarrassed by. Not sure why so many sounds decided to come out of my mouth tonight eek.

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Rapid desp.MOV
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Rapid desp kicked my ass tonight lol. Please enjoy this selection of videos I am more than a little embarrassed by. Not sure why so many sounds decided to come out of my mouth tonight eek.
ok ever since a conversation with a certain someone i have NOT been able to get road trip omo off of my mind so in an attempt to purge myself of filthy thoughts:
A and B are kinky friends/a couple going on a little road trip together. A gets to decide what B drinks and which rest stops they get to pee at 😌
I’m so pissbrained 😵💫 I just want someone so bad who will let me swell their bladder until it’s literally rock solid. I know that’s a lot to ask. That’s a lot of vulnerability and intensity. And I respect that soooo much and it makes it that much more special. I just want someone to get a huuuuuge pee bulge for me. And maybe even accidentally, like we find ourselves at a brewery, so lost in conversation that you barely even notice the 4 beers pumping into your bladder, before you start squirming and say oh my god I really have to pee. You grab my arm and even say wow baby feel my tummy. And I do and I just about die with horniness for you. I try to play it cool as I touch your bladder and find it sooooo round and hard as a rock, literally solid and sagging and bulging between your hips. It’s actually so round and full, I find it so cute, and I go to rub it but you jerk back, hunching over, squeezing your legs together and just about touching yourself but trying not to be obvious. “I’ve never had to pee like this,” you whine. Your cunt feels really good, you notice, which is weird. Your bladder feels so intense but you kinda like it, it’s like, really big… you had no idea. You’ve felt it get full before and kinda bulge and be firm and noticeable, but this is like….. just huge. You can’t believe it, you really can’t. You have to go so bad you can’t hold still or think about anything else, you’re squirming and mostly just hunching over and at one point you do stand up straight and suck in your stomach and pull down your pants a little to get a good look at your bladder. I can’t believe it, it’s so hot, you having a bladder bulge right in front of me, and a big one. You pull your skin taut, your bladder literally looks bigger than a bowling ball, it’s really round and hard, it sits low between your hips, the lowest part of the round bulge between your public hair, then your big balloon swelling into your lower belly, and when I touch it it’s completely hard. Not firm, like I can’t poke it at all, it’s a rock. You’re breathless, you just keep saying “fuck.” And “I’m bursting, fuck, my bladder is gonna pop.”
Then you start to confess…. “I like it,” you say so shy and quiet. We are in public and you’re looking around like you’re wondering if you can let any out. You tell me you’re feeling lightheaded and not running straight. You’re drunk and your inhibitions are lowered, your bladder is taking over, you’re so pissbrained right now. Youre hunching over and your eyes are crossing and your head is spinning. “God…. I can’t take it… but I love it…. I feel like I’m gonna cum.” You admit. You clutch yourself and say “it’s really bad.” You start to grind on me, resting your big tummy on me. Which I love. I want you to sit on my lap so I can rub your bladder subtly and eventually you pee yourself in my lap. And the best part is you won’t even think you’re about to pee all over yourself, you think you actually can walk to the bathroom, until that first squirt comes out of you. You are squirming around, grinding your peehole back and forth on whatever you can press it into… the chair, me, the leg of the table…. You’re using anything to hold. You love this feeling, you want more to drink even but I caution you and say baby you’re actually really full. Like, I can feel it. Your bladder actually can’t hold anymore, and you insist it’ll stretch a little further, it has to. You stretch out your big piss balloon inside, as wide and full as it’ll go. You put a hand on each side of your bladder and on top and bottom. It’s so round, starting to look like it’s the size of a beach ball. You look pregnant with pee. You cannot stop rubbing it and moaning and rubbing it on me…. Just caressing me with your lower tummy, so big. Your belly, just hanging out of you…. Fuck. I am so obsessed with big bladder bulges. It’s so cute to me that you’d get soooooooooooooo so desperate to pee that your bladder would actually be visibly swollen. And since you’re so obsessed with it you just couldn’t stop trying to hold it in, to keep yourself so full. So you wouldn’t let yourself go, your pee would just squirt out. While you sat on me. You’d always cry and hug me while long spurts came out. You’d try to get a grip, sometimes for a full ten seconds while a loud waterfall hit the ground. Then you’d stop pissing all over yourself and me and you’d check your bladder and drink some more. You wanted to stay rock hard forever, you were just so into it. You kept rubbing your bladder on me in a way that I just loved, caressing me with it between losing it, you took about an hour to pee on me all the way, until we went to the bathroom for you to let the rest out, and to my surprise and your embrassaswmt, you peed for like two more minutes…… it was so hot but genuinely impressive. I could believe you could have so much, and you kept saying “oh god I have so much pee,” and “I’m peeing so much.” And “will it ever stop oh my god fuck”
Ugh I’m sooooo piss brained!!! I can’t stop fantasizing about the biggest bladder literally EVER and the longest hardest pee known to man I just can’t stop thinking about it fuck I want it so bad
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Kind of want someone to lace me extremely tightly into a sexy corset. My tits are pushed up to the sky and my waist is compressed almost impossibly small. I’m not comfortable, but the effect is stunning. I’d laugh a little breathlessly as my date tells me how gorgeous I look. I’m getting a little dizzy, but I don’t notice it because they keep pouring me drinks. The only problem is, I can feel those drinks creeping up on me much faster than usual. The tightlaced corset is really compressing my bladder, and I can feel it pressing on my g-spot as it fills, becoming round and taut with piss. My corset swells and rounds gently around my piss bulge. I’m getting needy, thinking of the bathroom, and leaking a bit into my panties, but they keep saying “try this one” and hanging me another glass.
Thinking about bladder inflation, with massive bladder bulges!! How lovely would it be to poke and prod a sub’s massive sloshy bladder while they have to pee?
Just imagine.. rubbing circles on it, squishing it, giving them a tight hug…
Maybe their all tied up, so they can’t try to swat away your hands as you massage their bladder.
It’s full to the brim, heat radiating off of it because of the warm piss trapped inside. But it’s also more like a water balloon, you can’t help but play with it! Jiggling it, even giving it a few kisses.. they’re such a good sub for holding so much! And they’ll keep holding until you say they can pee.
"Go to the bathroom and flash me your tits, I was bragging to the boys about how nice they are and they wanna see em" 😵💫 yes daddy omg
well yes of course i made it. i peed in the potty. the fact that the other 3/4th of my bladder is on the floor leading towards the bathroom or down the front of my pants is actually not my problem
you saw me peeing my pants trying to get the toilet lid up and unzip my zipper at the same time? fake news i made it. but yknow we don't need to fact check it necessarily bc it doesn't even matter that much. i got SOME of it in the potty which means there was no accident duhhhh
I saw this post earlier and I thought it was a genius idea. Cropped out the original gal who posted it in case she didn't want her face all over Omo Tumblr but hhnnghhhh
The concept for this would go CRAZY.
One designated pisser for an entire room. Everyone sends their piss to one person who has to RACE to the toilet to get there in time.
Someone interested in doing a hold but doesn't want to wait starts accepting every piss request they can get until they're twisted up and biting their lip and stifling their whines because it hit all at once and feels so damn good.
Accepting an emergency piss request from someone about to wet themselves so now you're completely exploding because the amount you agreed to take is incredibly large.
Sitting on a toilet all day just to accept every piss request to keep the feeling of peeing going. Hnnngghhh I would literally kill for something like this.
Thinking about this again tbh.
Thinking about a wizard girl sitting in the back corner of a popular tavern with a little magical device in her pocket that pings whenever she gets a request. She doesn't even think before she accepts. She feels a small hum, and suddenly, her bladder begins to fill up. Most people wait until they're hovered over a privy or a bucket to accept, but the challenge is all part of the fun for her.
Instead, she bites her lip as she feels the tingle branching up from her bladder, gripping the table and wrapping her legs around each other. She squirms in the shadows, holding back little pleasured moans. She enjoys the feeling, breathing quickening.
She watches the Privy line, a shifting bard girl stepping side to side uncomfortably. She reaches for a little device, and moments later, she little gem in her pocket pings. She accepts. The bard looks noticeably relieved, stopping her dancing. The wizard holds back another moan, her whole body throbbing. Her bladder is achingly full, grinding into her own heel. Knuckles white on the edge of the table. She can't help but whimper, head rolling back.
Gods, she has to piss. It's the most full she's ever been. Covering her mouth, she slides out the back door of the tavern and into the alley where nobody can see her. Pushing up her robes behind some crates and barrels, leaving herself exposed to the cool night air. She's humping the air against nothing, one hand pressed against the fullness of her bladder, spiking that desperation past anything she's ever felt before.
She lets out a filthy moan as she releases everything inside of her, everything that filled her up only within 10 minutes alone. The puddle she makes it hot and clear, hydrated to the hells and back, and she holds her robes away from the mess as the stream damn near explodes out of her, chest heaving as she pants and catches her breath.
She pees for so long, she's almost limp by the end of it, a delighted smile across her face as she feels so blissfully empty.
And then the device softly hums again. 🤭
I have concocted an elaborate omorashi game, and thought you all might like to know the steps involved in case you're interested in one or all of them.
Step one: Get yourself to about a 5/10, then open up a video game that is fairly open world. Keep drinking and playing until you're really wanting to pee.
Step two: Find a place in game that your character would be able to relieve themselves. The designation of this is up to you. My game of choice is Fallout, and I like to try to find the remains of a bathroom with a toilet, but you can really adapt this to a variety of open world games.
Step 3: open your first Roulette Wheel, which tells you if you get to use the bathroom on that trip or have to spin again later. This is mine, for reference
Step 3: If you land on "go to the bathroom", congrats! You get to piss! But wait, there's a second roulette wheel you must pass first, which tells you where and how much you get to go. Again, mine is below for reference
After you've spun the second roulette wheel and peed, no matter how little, the cycle continues. Go back to your game, and next time you have to go, you must find a different location and repeat the process. Please play responsibly!
So! I really liked this as an idea, and decided to make my own wheels!
I had a slightly different methodology on things. I will generally be using rapid desperation technique and will be pretty wound up, so I'm using a lot shorter timers. The longest being 5 minutes. But these are 5 minutes you have to stay and wait by that damn pee spot.
I'm also not just going "Yeah, you get to pee now", the second wheel has a bunch of options that aren't just relief. This is more of a challenge thing. Here are my two wheels:
Safe spot wheel
Action wheel
Now, I will personally be mixing drinking water with sports drinks to be safe with the mineral balance, but if anyone else wants to do this, drink whatever you want!
And this is obviously tailored to my wants and desires! If anyone else is making wheels like this, I'd love to see them!
im dumb & dehydrated & I have to work outside today. for every note this gets ill drink an oz of water thx
ill prob drink more than the notes, but at least the thought is there
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Pop. This is a true story about a time I drank my entire water bottle plus a 32 oz beer and then drove an hour in traffic home from the beach. My bladder was a beach ball sitting in my little sandy bikini. And yes, it was a true emergency, and yes, I popped and pissed my entire bladder out in my car. I was that full. So here’s the story!
I just can’t help myself, but when I have to pee, the attention on my pussy just makes me feel so turned on. And when I’m so turned on like that, it feels so good to finally pee. So I want to pee as much as possible, and I want to feel such a high ecstasy of relief from complete desperation, that I stretch my bladder out, holding as much pee as I can take. Then when I finally lose it, I can pee so hard, so far, and so much. I can enjoy the feeling of hot piss shooting from my pussy. I feel so turned on I could die. I love to rub my full full bladder, its weight bearing down on my clit and pee hole, making me throb, making me hot, making me drip. Making me leak. Piss seeping out of me as my bladder fights for relief.
So that’s how I found myself in the situation I was in, where I’d drank an entire 32oz modelo, and a lot of water, and I was stuck in traffic for an hour. My bladder was so full my head was spinning. My eyes were crossing. My pussy ached. My bladder ached, my clit ached. I was so turned on but also couldn’t think straight, piss urgency was all my mind could do. “Gotta pee gotta pee gotta go gotta piss fuck I’m gonna piss my car” was all I could think. All I could anticipate was my pussy shooting piss into my car… that and trying not to crash. I was so screwed. I had to go so bad and I was 32 minutes from home. I knew I wouldn’t make it. My mistake was that I overestimated myself. My bladder capacity, really. See, I’ve always had this fetish and I’ve stretched out my bladder over the years. Nothing major, but I have held to the point of swelling my bladder a few times before. I’ve gotten it to feel pretty big and firm, and I’ve pissed my heart out for minutes on end. I’ve gotten myself so lost in it that I’ve orgasmed during the pee explosion, giving myself a pee-gasm. It’s the most intense and sensational experience I could ever have, it’s the bladder relief of hours long desperation, it’s the feeling of hot piss jetting out of my body, it’s the throbbing clit helping to pump piss out faster and harder…… I’m in absolute heaven. I’m in pure ecstasy and relief. And the stakes are always so high, my bladder can get so big and so full, full to the point of exploding. And I let it explode out of my body, through my throbbing piss hole, shooting piss into the sky, across the room, into walls, shooting it into mattresses or towels or clothes or pillows or blankets…. Shooting piss through my panties, losing control completely, desperately pissing myself because I have no choice…. Shooting piss into pillows and humping them as I soak them involuntarily, just an exploding bladder….. And coming as I do it. So yeah I have some experience.
So there I was trapped in my car and absolutely losing my mind with pee desperation. I’m already sitting in a pee puddle. I’ve been seeping and leaking piss for a solid 10 minutes already, and I’m never going to make it. My bladder is visibly sagging out of my body, a bowling ball sitting between my hips.
I’m at 1,000% capacity and piss is coming out, right there in the car with “oh my god, I’m going…. Fuck, I’m peeing. I’m peeing. I’m peeing oh my god it feels so good.” And then I start to cum. I stop myself immediately. I can’t lose my whole bladder right here in my car. I know I’m going to piss, like, a gallon. I’m literally going to let out a horse piss and I can’t do that in my car. So I stop the pee and cum and just sit in my sopping mess, in absolute agony.
As I was saying, my bladder was too full. I thought I could handle it. I guzzled a whole 32 oz bottle of beer, and then so I could drive I drank almost my whole water bottle. I don’t know what I was thinking. I couldnt hold that much. I already had to go and I kept drinking. No, I kept guzzling. I was downing water as my bladder filled. Chugging liquids as they poured straight into my swollen bladder. My aching pussy. My swollen sopping wet clit begging me to drink more. I was hypnotized. I wanted to be huge. I wanted to be full like never before. I wanted to be rock hard, and I overdid it.
I was driving and squirming. My belly was so huge and hard. Touching my aching bladder and being shocked and concerned at how hard it was. I had to keep letting pee out. I had no choice. I pissed myself a little bit every few minutes, I just had to or I’d explode. My bladder was rock solid and HUGE. I had never seen it so big. I had no idea I could get so full. It was fucking amazing. I was ecstatic. It was so erotic, to see my tummy sag and stretch like that, to see my huge bulging bladder as a visible validating of my feelings — true and unavoidable piss desperation. I was squirming so bad. Lifting up and going back down, squeezing my thighs so tight they hurt. Knocking my knees together. My eyes were crossing my bladder was so big. I had to pee so so so so bad. I had never had to pee so bad in my life. I squirmed. I squirted out little jets and felt no relief. My nails dug into my steering wheel as pee dripped off my seat. Trying to drive my car was agonizing. I was squirming and spurting. I profoundly had to pee. It felt so good. It felt soooooo good. My clit throbbed. I squeezed my legs tighter and throbbed. I rubbed. I put my hand in between my legs. I pinched my pussy closed with my fingers and I still feel droplets squeak out. My bladder was pushing so hard to let pee out. I was letting it come out because I knew i had to or I’d burst, but I couldn’t truly piss like I needed to in my car. But god I needed to. I rocked my hips forward to try to make more room in my body for my aching, huge bladder. I hunched forward. I tugged the seatbelt off my tummy. My big bloated tummy. I moved the seatbelt away with my hands and realized how my bladder had just been pressing up against it.
I squirmed around and then I stared to really piss myself. I just couldn’t keep it in my tummy. My big bloated tummy couldn’t hold it in. Whenever I moved my legs even slightly open pee shot out. A strong jet, a rope. Id snap my legs shut with a splash. I couldn’t believe I was losing control, but then I really could because all I could even think about or feel was the desperate need to pee. I was so insanely turned on. I was ready to cum with the slightest touch.
I had a one track mind on my pussy. I had to piss so bad I could die. And I had to cum. But most importantly I had to piss, and in fact I was pissing, right then and there, into my panties and into my car seat. Pissing. I couldn’t stop I was so desperate, I couldn’t have physically stopped. I put my hand down there and clamped myself shut and piss droplets found their way out anyways. I whispered to myself “I’m peeing…”
I was driving. Driving and peeing. Fantasizing about piss jets and water fountains. I needed to spray like nobody’s business. I needed to GO. I ached. I was fully desperate. All I could see beyond the steering wheel was visions of myself spraying. On a bed, my hips lifting up involuntarily, spraying piss across the room. Hitting the wall with it. Moaning with relief, but not for 30 seconds. It takes me 30 seconds of full force squirting out a thick stream to even begin to feel relief. That’s how full I am. That’s how big my bladder is. That’s how stretched out my bladder is, how well trained I am. Years of bladder stretching and holding. I know my limits and I know I was surpassing them in this car, that’s why I was constantly pumping piss out the whole time into my nice car. Spraying my leather seats through my loose bikini.
Oh my god I was gonna pop. Fantasizing about shooting piss into the mattress. I wished I was home. I wished I could piss with abandon. I don’t want to keep pissing into my pathetic little hand. I wanted to hold. I was desperate to try. Keep it in. Hold it like a big girl. Hold your pee. So I clamped my legs shut. I felt a little puddle arise between my thighs. I felt so defeated. I looked down at my bladder and I felt couldn’t believe the size of it. I put my hand on it and stroked it and I couldn’t believe how sore it was. I was literally going to explode if I didn’t pee. I was beyond capacity and I knew I was going to burst. My bladder was going to pop. I was going to bust. I was going to blow. Bursting, bursting, bursting. Have to pee so bad. Head spinning eyes crossing, bladder exploding. I opened my legs. A thick spray of piss in every direction. I feel the build up to coming already. I’m shooting ropes into my car, while I’m sitting in traffic. I’m exploding. I’m peeing. God, I’m peeing. Fuck. I need to pee so much. Fuck. I don’t even feel relieved yet but it feels so good. I rest my hand on my bursting bladder and let myself piss, I feel the hot streams of piss hit the back of my legs, it’s truly jetting, I’ve rarely ever seen myself pee so hard. My little pussy needs to cum, and I’m about to cum right then and there, right into my piss puddle when all of a sudden traffic is moving and they’re honking at me. I snap my legs closed with a big splash. My rope of piss stops and immediately I’m in agony. My eyes are crossing, I’m trying to drive, but all I can think of is I have to pee so much more I have to pee so so so bad. My bladder is still very firm. Letting all that pee out only made it worse and now my pussy was absolutely throbbing with desire. My whole organ is swollen, red, hot, wet. Demanding attention. NEEDING to cum but NEEDING to piss even worse. “I need to piss like a racehorse,” I said and meant it. My clit was rock hard and standing up, pulsing and throbbing at the air, begging to cum. I was so turned on, so wet, so hard.
She loved pissing herself. She was overcome with desperate desire.
I ground my pussy into my wet puddle of a leather seat. My pussy throbbed. It threatened to cum every second. If I dared to touch my clit I would cum so hard I’d piss and crash. And god, I HAD TO PISS. PISS PISS. PEEEEE. PEEEE. SHOOOOOT PISSSSS is all I could think. My eyes crossing. Agonizing fantasies of shooting ropes of piss into my windshield. And suddenly it became real as my hips lifted and I just let my piss fly. I shot my piss right int my window. Hard. Fuck it felt good. I let it go. “I’m going I’m going. I’m peeing. Oh my god I’m peeing. I’m sorry. I’m going pee…”
I could not stop. “I can’t stop peeing…” I was bursting, a fountain. I had a waterfall of pee shooting upward from between my legs, from my pussy, spraying a wide and messy spray at full force. I pushed a little more and the mess consolidated into a hot little laser beam, half an inch thick and just… shooting. Hard. I had never pissed so hard, I was truly in an emergency. I believe my bladder was about to rip and I had to piss fast to empty it before I absolutely burst at the seams, literally. So like a valve, I just lose control. Luckily traffic was at a standstill for the full 3 minutes it took me to pee. I couldn’t believe it, I peed FOREVER. As if a cork popped off, as if a valve holding a high pressure load, as if a FIRE HYDRANT BURST, my pussy just let go to the most high pressure explosion I’ve ever seen. My pee exploded out of me. I had to go so fucking bad, my peehole just opened and my bladder squeezed. I was a fucking hose. Right into my car. Soaked it through. And I didn’t care, I couldn’t care, because I went limp, my pussy took all my body’s energy to spray pee. Like a valve, I didn’t stop until my bladder was empty. My full full belly just drained itself. My rock solid tummy, round and plump, full of bladder, just couldn’t take it anymore. My mouth hung open, I was in a stupid little trance, my pussy THROBBED, and my clit, hot and full of blood, twitched as it got sprayed with the piss that was flying out of me. I was in a trance state, hypnotized, only aware of my own peeing. The pure pleasure I felt, how my nipples grew three sizes and turned bright red, how my whole pussy was a swollen begging mess, how I had just never felt so turned on in my life, and how I knew that soon, the orgasm that would find me would rock my entire world. As I pissed and pissed, I lifted my hips up, eyes crossing but fixed on my stream, and I ruuuubbbeddd my bladder. I gave it so much love as it emptied. I sat there with a hand on each side of my bladder, it was that big. I loved it and adored it, and I just sat there and watched myself pee, so hard the entire time, a rush of piss flying out of me and making a MESS. Sometimes my stream got thick and messy, spraying in three different directions, and sometimes my stream just shot forward. My tongue rolled out of my mouth as I just watched myself go. Thinking of all I drank. And just peeing, peeing, peeing, so lost in the orgasmic peeing. And when my peegasm started I was ready for it, my piss started coming out in spurts, starting and stopping as my pussy clenched and throbbed and my clit twitched in the air. Still, peeing away. Peeing like a faucet and then stopping for my cunt to throb, then peeing like a faucet again, 5 seconds of piss, spraying, and then a 2 second break while my cunt throbbed inward again, then it pushed out again and my pee went jetting out again. I was coming and peeing so hard, I couldn’t believe it. I was thanking god traffic was still stopped. I was coming back to my senses when I had to start driving again, and you better believe I was driving and pissing still, a little stream shooting into the back of my legs from my pussy. And I’m still going crazy, I’m still in piss/bladder/clit heaven land. I’m starting to grope my own stream, pee hard and slow into my own hand. I’m still rubbing and grabbing at my bladder. I want it hard again already. I loved that it was ROCK. FUCKING. HARD. swollen with piss. God. Fuck. My little tank just turns me on soooooo much. So I drove home like that, eyes crossing and nearly fainting from being so horny, intermittently peeing the whole time.
there’s actually no better feeling than involuntary release of my full bladder. my muscles desperately clenching, quivering and aching. but piss is hissing out of me no matter how hard I try to stop it
And no better sight than a woman losing it involuntarily
you're allowed to pee at the top of every hour, which isn't that bad, really. in theory, it should give you plenty of opportunities to make it to the toilet without having to hold it
unfortunately, you just keep finding yourself fixating on whatever you're doing. you miss one pee break, spending the time playing a video game instead. oh well, it's not that bad, it's just one, you can try again in an hour. and then before you know it, an hour passes and you've yet again missed your chance. you're squirming now, an attempt to distract from the growing pressure, and it almost helps. you resolve to make sure you get to the toilet at the next opportunity
and then you wind up fighting a tough boss, one you were sure you had enough time to beat before you went to the toilet- but then by the time you're done, you check the time and its already quarter past. how did you misjudge the time that badly?
you find yourself unable to play your game after that, you can barely sit still enough to rest your hands on the keyboard, and your concentration just isn't with the game anymore, every ounce of energy in your body is directed at keeping your piss contained. so you find a tv show to watch, something to pass the time while you wait for your next chance- just one more episode, just one more, you need to see how they resolve this plotline. you shift in your seat, both from excitement and desperation- and of course, you miss your chance again. you hardly even notice at this point, rocking your hips in your chair as you try your best to prevent yourself from having an accident
eventually, even watching tv takes too much effort to focus on, but you can't bring yourself to turn your eyes from the screen. how long has it been now? how many chances to relieve yourself have you missed? it doesn't matter. a startling clarity strikes your thoughts as your focus wanes for just a moment, but that moment is all it takes for a trickle of piss to spurt into your pants. you manage to cut it off after a second, but then your muscles relax once more against your will, too tempted by the momentary release and worn out from your hours and hours of holding, and before you know it you're gushing piss into your pants, entirely helpless to stop yourself, all you can do is throw your head back and moan with relief. it feels too good to finally let go, you can't even bring yourself to care that you're soaking your clothes and the chair
There is no slut shaming in this house, only slut encouragement