The story that started it all

[Keri 126]

Let me start with the story that started my fetish. Even though it was a long time ago, I remembered it well because it made a great impression on me. It was still at the beginning of primary school (7 years old). In my school, younger children entered through a different entrance than the older ones and had separate toilets, but it was possible to walk from one part to the other inside the building. One day I wanted to pee a lot, and there was a line to the women's toilet (in my childhood I couldn't hold back peeing for a long time), and I wouldn't have entered the men's room. So I ran quickly to the older girls' toilet. There was no line in their toilet, but one of the girls, probably from the oldest class (she was very tall), looked at herself in the mirror. She looked at me and said that this is not a toilet for little girls, but for ladies. I replied (dancing the pee dance) that I wanted to pee badly and ours was busy and went to the first available booth. Before I sat down, she entered the adjoining cubicle. I started to pee quickly, and when I was finished, I heard a voice above me:
 -You wanted to pee so badly, and you finished it so quickly?
I got so scared that I screamed. It turned out that the older girl stood on the toilet and watched me from above over the partition between the cabins. She didn't get over my squeal, but she stopped peeking at me and sat down on her toilet and continued talking.
 -I heard very little you pissing. You didn't have to come here at all. You probably wanted to show off to your friends that you would use the older girls' toilet.
I was sitting on my toilet and I didn't even get up to wipe myself because I was afraid he would start peeping at me again. Then she started to pee. Its stream was very strong and it hit the water surface. For a moment, I even wondered if it was a peeing sound, because it was very loud, but I could also hear a hiss (I pissed without hissing in that period of my life). I've never heard of a piss like this before. I didn't time how long she pissed, but I thought it was a very long time, because my pissing at that time probably never lasted longer than 10 seconds. When she finished she said:
-Why are you not leaving yet? Did you want to hear a peeing lady? and she laughed.
I left the cabin in line with her, but then she didn't say anything to me anymore, just sneered at me. I was scared and ran away quickly. I felt humiliated. Not only did I look like a liar, but I also felt very small and weak. I perceived this girl's strong pissing as a demonstration of her advantage over me.
That day, I didn't think about anything other than that pissing story. All the time I had in my ears the words of this girl and the sound of her pissing, and the expression on her face as she left the booth. 
I saw this girl a few more times. She smiled and sometimes whispered something to her friends. I felt bad about it because I thought she had told them the story and they were laughing at me.  When I became older, pissing was clearly associated with sex. I think that's how my fetish started.
I have not told this story to anyone, but here I am anonymous and I can confide in you. You only know my gender and age range. And what do my toes look like 😉
You can ask me questions related to this story. If I don't like them, I won't answer.

Edited July 29, 2022 by gldenwetgoose

[peefan1000 150]

Hi Keri. Great story. sounds like she wanted to demonstrate her bladder capacity to you. 

[Keri 126]

12 minutes ago, peefan1000 said:

Hi Keri. Great story. sounds like she wanted to demonstrate her bladder capacity to you. 

Rather, she could not demonstrate the full bladder capacity because she could not prepare herself. She certainly didn't have a full bladder, because she wouldn't be looking in the mirror, she just walked into the cabin.

[Takashi96 1,078]

That's a very powerful memory. It's easy to imagine how all those strong emotions combined and left you with a fetish. In a way, it seems like the older girl's aggressive sound was challenging you. Almost like she had stepped in to your cubicle and pissed in front of you with a sneer. Thank you for sharing your story. 

[gldenwetgoose 21,498]

Thank you for having the confidence to share with us - you are in a safe place to share, and we understand that part of the memory may still be painful for you.

We are a very caring group.  Nobody here will laugh, and in fact we are very pleased that the memory has turned out the way it did. Otherwise we would not have met you.

And you have lovely toes too.

[peefan1000 150]

23 hours ago, Keri said:

Rather, she could not demonstrate the full bladder capacity because she could not prepare herself. She certainly didn't have a full bladder, because she wouldn't be looking in the mirror, she just walked into the cabin.

Almost seemed like she was challenging you. Honestly maybe she shared the fetish as well.

[gldenwetgoose 21,498]

^^^   Or maybe just a girl trying to make herself feel better about her own problems by bullying a much younger child.

Either way we all know who the real winner was from the whole situation.

[Keri 126]

3 hours ago, gldenwetgoose said:

Thank you for having the confidence to share with us - you are in a safe place to share, and we understand that part of the memory may still be painful for you.

We are a very caring group.  Nobody here will laugh, and in fact we are very pleased that the memory has turned out the way it did. Otherwise we would not have met you.

And you have lovely toes too.

Thank you. You are very nice. I also like my toes, I like to peek at other people's feet.

[Keri 126]

3 hours ago, peefan1000 said:

Almost seemed like she was challenging you. Honestly maybe she shared the fetish as well.

Maybe she already had such a fetish then, but mine didn't show up until a few years later. It was a dramatic experience for me at that time. There was no point in challenging me then. She was twice my size and my bladder was probably twice as big. Back then, her pissing felt very strong to me, but that's because I was very little. Today, maybe I would consider she peeing like the average adult woman. Now this situation is exciting for me and I would love to pee along with her.

[Sexismygod 1,782]

Very interesting story.  I'm curious about one aspect, if you're willing, and that's how this memory became associated with both pee and sexuality.  It could so easily have turned into a very negative encounter that might have resulted in similarly negative thoughts about peeing.

One early point of my own fetish journey was seeing my female cousin go to pee behind a tree whilst playing outdoors (we were.  I don't think my brain ever stopped wondering what happened behind the tree and it got wrapped up in my sexual identity.  Being a boy, this experience defined another part of the mystery and allure of girls.  Have you ever thought about how or why your experience shifted from a strange encounter to being part of your own sexuality?

[peefan1000 150]

3 hours ago, Keri said:

Maybe she already had such a fetish then, but mine didn't show up until a few years later. It was a dramatic experience for me at that time. There was no point in challenging me then. She was twice my size and my bladder was probably twice as big. Back then, her pissing felt very strong to me, but that's because I was very little. Today, maybe I would consider she peeing like the average adult woman. Now this situation is exciting for me and I would love to pee along with her.

Have you peed alongside anyone since then? Or had similar experience.

[Keri 126]

35 minutes ago, peefan1000 said:

Have you peed alongside anyone since then? Or had similar experience.

I have had many such situations and they were nicer than the one I described. I will try to share them.

[checkmate3579 69]

3 hours ago, Sexismygod said:

seeing my female cousin go to pee behind a tree

When I was 4 or 5 a female cousin and I would play in a sandbox while the mothers would take tea and watch us out a window.

Rather than going into the house to pee and take the risk we wouldn't be let back out again, she and I decided to pee in the corner of the sand box, she on one side, me on the other. After a few sessions curiosity on both our parts led to closer examination of where the pee flowed from, and a general play doctor game.

She was happy to show me and watch me pee too.

We were both caught and that stopped the game, but that's how I think I became rooted in this fandom.

[Keri 126]

On 7/29/2022 at 2:29 PM, Sexismygod said:

Very interesting story.  I'm curious about one aspect, if you're willing, and that's how this memory became associated with both pee and sexuality.  It could so easily have turned into a very negative encounter that might have resulted in similarly negative thoughts about peeing.

One early point of my own fetish journey was seeing my female cousin go to pee behind a tree whilst playing outdoors (we were.  I don't think my brain ever stopped wondering what happened behind the tree and it got wrapped up in my sexual identity.  Being a boy, this experience defined another part of the mystery and allure of girls.  Have you ever thought about how or why your experience shifted from a strange encounter to being part of your own sexuality?

I see that there are more people here whose interest in pissing started in childhood, I think that's when we experience everything more strongly and that is why it leaves a mark on us. At first, other people's pissing was bad for me, and it reminded me of an unpleasant first-class incident. When someone hurt me, I imagined that I was a giantess, I pissed at him in a large stream from above and masturbated. As I started puberty (around age 11), the pissing started to turn me on. I liked to listen and watch someone pee hard. They were usually women, because men didn't piss in front of me. When I saw a peeing man, he was usually drunk and did not evoke good associations in me. I like strong, healthy and elegant men, that's why I prefer pissing women, although I prefer sex with a man 😉