Vassal

You can even drink your own pee. There's an achievement for it.

Continuing through the morning with their bladders fuller than any one would usually bear, Luciana set about cleaning up Cassandra's toilets from the previous night, while Cassie went to relax on the front porch. With her ear to the open window, waiting for Luci to call her inside if she needed to pee, as per their agreement. Still wearing her sodden panties and skirt she was starting to feel the effects of the cold wet fabric clinging to her twat and buttocks, and just when she was thinking about warming herself up she saw a car coming down the road. Reflexively clamped her pee hole shut but

Glad to see you're writing again! Good story.

During the night Cassandra woke up with the familiar need to pee and almost gave in to her desperation. In the darkness of her bedroom she thought about getting up and going into her closet, simply letting go as she sleepily sat down on the damp carpet, too much effort she thought. She also thought about swinging her legs over the side of the bed and peeing out onto her bedroom carpet, again she thought it was too much effort. “This can wait until morning,” she smiled to herself, ignoring the burning need deep in her abdomen, drifting off to sleep. Cassie awoke as the sun came shining in throu

Incredible story about the college party, steve. I love the idea of everyone using the bowl and letting it just overflow.

Cassandra was on the cusp of thirty and was living on the block for a year when Kim and Jack moved in next door. A recent divorcee Cassandra had won a large settlement from her abusive husband and was able to afford the house, complete with a pool and open outdoor shower. The curly haired blonde was of average height and her heavy, large breasts were the envy of all the maids that worked for her. She owned a cleaning company you see, another thing won in the settlement, not only was her husband beating her, he was also sleeping with one of her maids. The reason for the domestic abuse was a bit

Kim got into her Subaru Forester and opened the garage door, glad to see that the rain had stopped. “Good,” she thought, that tag sale should still be on but first, some sort of iced flavored coffee!” Taking a rather roundabout way Kim drove to a high school teacher's staple, Starbucks. Going through the drive-thru she got a large iced cappuccino, sipping it happily as she took the turn towards the tag sale, gotta get there early to get the good stuff, she thought. By the time she got to the tag sale she had finished the coffee, leaving only a heap of ice. Getting out of the car she enjoyed th

Its been so long since I've done laundry that I forgot to put detergent in the load of towels that I absolutely soaked yesterday. Oh well, not like it matters since I'll be soaking them again soon.

Some were, some weren't. They were maintained by volunteers. The worst part was the smell, but most of us just pooped with the door propped open. A lot of the privies were newer too.

Oh yeah. I need to upload more but in Virginia there were several privies that were basically just open closets and you were exposed to the world. My favorite however was in Connecticut which was just a box with a toilet seat on it. Some of the privies also had dutch doors.

They're usually around shelters or campsites depending on the state. Tennessee had no privies what so ever.

I'm back! I finished the AT last week and I'm home now letting my feet heal before new endeavors. I also happen to have the house to myself this morning and hope to take care of a need that I wasn't able to on the trail. Hopefully I have enough time to wet myself in a huge way. I also noticed that towards the end I was pissing like every half hour. I think I realized that this far in I completely relished the freedom in being able to pee whenever and where ever I wanted and did it so much it became habit. Its going to be hard to get over that one. If only I had my own house and could pee freel

Sorry I haven't been able to update this at all, I've been kind of busy with hiking and all. I'm in the final stretch. Made it to Maine and then some. Some interesting pee related events have popped up this week. Talking with a girl Hiker earlier this week we brought up being off trail and without much prompting she mentioned the number one thing hikers have trouble with when back in the real world. Not being able to pee whenever and wherever you want! Normally hear it out of guys but this was the first time hearing it from a girl. She mentioned how she was in the supermarket and thought, "W

1. Carpet/Rug 3. Armchair 5. Sink 6. Shower/Bath 8. Bathroom floor 9. Kitchen floor 1o. Beer, wine, or champagne glass 12. Toilet with closed lid 17. Kettle or other innapropiate vessel 19. On clothing Only 50%. :/

Wet yourself in different places around the house. Do it in ways you wouldn't normally be able to, like lying down. Experiment with different clothing options. Try something I'd like to see, try to pee out of the fly of a pair of jeans.

I would have bought this house as soon as I saw the listing.

I mentioned this in Part 7 of my story line, Let's Play a Game but I thought I'd start a whole new thread about it. I've been absent from the forum because as of March I've been thru-hiking the Appalachian Trail. For those who don't know the AT is a hiking trail on the eastern coast of the United States and runs from Georgia to Maine. The current length is 2189 miles. As of today I've roughly done 930 miles of it and am loving life in the Shenandoah National Park in Northern Virginia. You could say I've been living the dream. I get to pee where ever and whenever I want. I've used outhouses f

Please forgive the long absence between updates as well as any grammatical or spelling errors. I have been thru-hiking the Appalachian Trail since March and despite being all I have I despise writing on my phone but with so much free time on my hands I can do nothing but write,nin my head at least, I finally decided to put it down to print. Though it is hard to walk and type at the same time (as I literally trip writing that sentence). Please keep this topic about the story, I'm going to start a thread about my tracked after this one in the general section. Getting ready for the day's chores

Jack awoke late that morning, alone, head pounding to match the rain drumming on the window. Hungover, Jack slowly got out of bed, swinging his legs over onto the floor. He instantly recoiled at the cold sogginess beneath his feet. Quickly stepping to dry carpet he tried to remember if he had used the floor as a toilet the night before but his last memories of the night were hazy. On his way out the door he grew puzzled by the damp stain on the wall and carpet, following his nocturnal piss trail out the door into the hallway. It didn't take long for Jack to put the pieces together. He was no s

Thanks guys!

Note: this story is filled with latin terms for objects of the Roman household, I tried to explain as much as I could within the context of the story so if anyone has any confusion about the terms just ask. Late that night Kim was woken up by a hard burning in her bladder. Trying to ignore it she turned over in their bed, trying not to wake Jack, lying on her back to not put too much pressure on her abdomen. Closing her eyes she tried to go back to sleep when a sudden wave of desperation washed over her. Not wanting to ruin the mattress she slipped out of bed and tried to think of where she

Once I get my own space I'm totally going to be on the look out for chamber pots and bed pans. Different types of portable toilets definitely interest me.

Exactly! We're practically giving them free content ideas.

Does anyone else keep around things they like to pee in? I know everyone probably has a favorite pair of underwear and clothes they like to wet. Mine are a pair of old thick cotton work outshorts that I cut holes in the pockets of to slip my dick out to pee out the side if needed, but mostly I just wear them and pee myself in this very chair at the computer, sitting atop a towel or two and a garbage bag to protect the seat. Sometimes I stuff a towel in the shorts themselves and just continually pee into it until everything below me is sopping wet. I don't really have a diaper fetish (though I

Some WHP videos are like that. They act all desperate and then stand over a mat. Its like come on, put more effort into it, the nature of the thing is to make a mess.