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Im rubbing my thighs and crossing my legs, but I still have an hour left to go until I have the opportunity for a bathroom break. Probably not a great idea to drink an entire bottle of Gatorade when you know you have a small bladder.

When you love being humiliated these are the kinds of questions you ask yourself on a daily basis!

The question is do I really WANT to make it 😏

Update: Surprisingly, I didn’t need to pee as soon as I thought, but now I’m pressing my thighs together and occasionally rubbing them. I’m not going to get a break until after 1 for my lunch break so let’s see if I can hold off until then!

I like desperation and humiliation most of the time, even when it’s unintentional for me. Like you said, tolerating desperation for an amazing release is what I love. I just don’t care whether it’s in my pants or not. If the humiliation is with someone I am fairly close with such as friends and family I’m fine with it. I’m pretty close with my coworkers so humiliation at work isn’t all that bad for me.

Quick little story about how my day almost started terribly. I woke up this morning and I needed to pee BADLY. I barely made it to the toilet in time. After that, I helped my kids get ready for school and was off to work. I didn’t get enough sleep last night so I drank an extra cup of coffee. Yeahhhhh……… Traffic hit, as it always does in NYC and I’m crossing my legs together and huffing and puffing. Thankfully, the leaks were pretty small and the only wet spot is a very small one on my panties. I get to work and as soon as I park, I open the door, undo my pants, and let out such

I’m definitely more of a desperation person, so hearing deep breaths and moans while squirming is really hot to me. Surroundings and clothing don’t really matter to me, though you can’t go wrong with briefs. A gradual build up is something I really like, but the second one is also good. I’m not very picky, lol.

I’m a 30 year old female. I usually have to pee pretty badly about 1.5-2 hours after drinking water, but I can hold it for many more if I really need to. I usually leak very small amounts but over a period of time, it will start to add up and a noticeable dark patch will appear in my crotch. When I am at my absolute limit, I spurt in gradually increasing waves. Small, medium, large, very large, and then so large you can basically say I “lost control” at the point. If I am in front of a toilet, a slow but never ending leak starts. I think years of experience has led me to be able to hold a

Same here! My sons are always up to no good, so even when I’m using the toilet, I keep the door open to keep an eye on them. Even when they are using the bathroom I have to keep the door open because, like I said, always up to no good. My oldest decided it was a good idea to lift up his potty seat and the regular toilet seat to. He was basically sitting in the toilet water! He thought this was how adults peed.

First of all, welcome! As for your question, I guess it really depends on the circumstances for me. I once got invited to a party hosted by my coworkers (all males) with a hot tub. Gender definitely influences it for me. As close as I am with them, I wouldn’t want to pee where they can see me. I mean, I have had accidents in their view before, but never exposed myself. For me, I would have to get out and go inside to the bathroom. Contrast to some of my close female friends where I am comfortable hanging off the edge and peeing. One thing I am curious about is peeing inside the hot t

I have 2 sons and Ive always let my sons go in public but if there is a toilet, that’s always the first option. If they are really desperate and the toilet is unavailable or inconvenient, I’ll help make sure they can’t be seen wherever they are peeing. I don’t want to make this the first option because god forbid you aren’t concealed good enough you good get a ticket or even arrested. But if they really have to go, then I’m not going to make them suffer.

One of my hottest accidents happened in a romper. I was in a nightclub and got carried away from all the dancing and music and alcohol. I was dancing when I felt a dribble into my panties. I somehow didn’t notice the need to pee until I was almost at my limit. I ran to the bathroom where I was greeted by an occupied stall. After jiggling around for 10 minutes the stall finally opened up and I ran inside. But my romper had no crotch snap, so I was forced to attempt to undo the back zipper. Literally impossible. It didn’t even jam on anything. It was just so tight that I couldn’t unzip it. I had

A lot of people are saying jeans, and I agree. But I also like peeing in gray sweatpants. The feel of the wet cloth sticking to you after peeing is unmatched.

I had (and still do have) a weak bladder so I have many of these stories. I can’t tell you how many accidents I had as a softball catcher, or how many times a teacher told me I couldn’t go, or how many times I stood in a line that was too long for me to handle. I also remember many instances of me struggling with my belt while dancing in front of the toilet. I hated wearing belts at that age, but I was always a bigger girl so Ive always needed a thick belt to keep my pants up. Thankfully, now I get to wear two everyday, so that’s fun 🤩.

I once went out to lunch with some coworkers and got a large soda. BIG mistake as I was bursting within an hour. I relieved myself without incident, but that weakened my bladder for the rest of the day. On my commute home, I was stuck in traffic as always. I needed to pee before I left but I gave myself the benefit of the doubt and left without peeing. Another BIG mistake as I was at 9.5/10 in bumper to bumper traffic. I could not stay still and couldnt even keep my hands on the steering wheel for that long. If I took even one hand out of my crotch I would have an accident. I thought I was don

I think it was 4 days. I went on a camping trip with my family. There’s something about squatting down in nature that’s makes peeing 100x better than peeing in any toilet.

Oh definitely, the bathroom situation is something I didn’t think about when choosing my career. My bladder is fairly small, but years of “training” means that I can hold it for hours. I mean, I’ll have a big and noticeable wet spot, but at least I can get most of it into a toilet. Not always though 🙂

It wasn’t exactly encouraged, but if I did really need to go, my mom would help me and my siblings find a concealed area to do my business, which I really appreciated. From an outside standpoint, it’s easy to say “ew they’re peeing outside, perverts” but if you are a mom then you’ll do anything to prevent an accident, and I’m thankful my mom was like that too.

Today actually! I was dying to pee all morning today at my construction site and when I finally got a break, I sprinted behind some bushes. I didn’t even bother trying to go to the porta potties because I knew there was going to be a line. My legs were crossed the whole time as I unbuckled my big leather utility belt, the belt for my jeans underneath that, unbuttoned, unzipped, and yanked off my panties, which already had a wet spot on them. I created such a big puddle I though someone would notice it. Thankfully, no one, at least none of my coworkers, saw it.

Wow, you described that beautifully! I’m a little “excited” now…

I think my fetish started in high school from seeing and being in WAY too many lines for the bathroom.

Hi everyone! I’m pretty excited to be here. I’ve been a longtime lurker but I finally decided to make an account. I am 30 years old and I am a construction worker in New York. I love holding it in as long as I can, which, if you are a construction worker too, you understand I get plenty of that everyday.