2023 was a year of ups and downs with one unifying theme: STRESS. Post-pandemic fatigue was ever-present as your job caught up on a backlog of work & you took on extra tasks without pay. Things aren't much better at home: the kids seem extra needy & your man isn't pulling his weight around the house (what's new?) Something's gotta give. Luckily for you, your secret pee buddy texts & asks if you can get away for an early Spring Break at the hot springs nearby. This 3-day vacay promises to include lots of camping (okay, okay, "glamping") under the desert sky, relaxation & of course, wet fun. You're soooo in!
The two of you meet up on a Friday afternoon in late March and load into her camper which is small but roomy inside. It has a toilet but there's a sign that says "#2 only!" on the door. Nice touch. You catch up on the drive & she tells you she's brought along something to make the trip EXTRA special if you're interested in trying it. Your mind is spinning. What could it be? Adult diapers? A pee funnel?
"Well, I didn't know how to tell you because I'm not sure you're into this kinda thing, but it's fine if you don't wanna do it. It's MDMA. Ecstasy."
"Like the drug?" You say with a hint of concern & much naivete.
"Yeah. I get it from my friend in San Diego. Great stuff. They're 130mg blue dolphins, very pure. You can start with half a pill if you're not sure."
"Hmmm I don't know. Isn't that the drug that puts holes in your brain?"
"Hah! Nooo that was a myth. It can make you feel kinda 'blah' the next day but besides that, taking it one or two times won't hurt ya. It's much safer than getting blackout drunk or some of the other things people do to themselves in the name of fun. It's already been tested and is 100% free of fentanyl or other nasties. But no pressure. I'm definitely gonna dose though."
"You know what? Fuck it. I'm in! This year has been shit and I need to unwind. But if I turn into a bath salt creature I'm eating you first" you joke.
"Great, you'll love it. We'll do it tonight so we have time to recover before going back to work. Didja see the sign on the door back there?" she asks. "I really mean it. Hope u brought lots of clean bottoms because this is a no-toilet vacay."
"Ooooh shit!" you reply with nervous delight. You suddenly feel very excited about this little trip into the desert & grab a lemon-lime Gatorade from the cooler, pondering aloud how much it resembles pee.
"Nice choice. Grab me a Smart Water, wouldja?" Friendgirl asks as you shut the lid. "I need to hydrate. It's a desert out there." She says with a naughty grin. "Oh, and by the way, MDMA can cause overheating and dehydration so you'll need to drink extra fluids to prevent that."
"Good to know! Anything else, Ms. Drug Expert Lady?" you reply with a half-serious, half-sarcastic tone.
"Nah I think that's it. Music sounds really nice on it, and massages feel otherworldly. You'll probably want to dance, talk & cuddle a lot. Or play with something bright & sparkly."
Just then you pull into the campsite & start unloading your gear. There's a little labyrinth nearby and the hot springs are in a small building that looks like an ancient Roman bath house. You already have to pee but decide to hold it and push your bladder a bit. After unpacking, you sit under some trees in the shade & crack a sparkling water. Your friend squats on a large rock in front of you, opens her legs, exhales loudly and lets go right in her comfy stretchy pants. "Shhhh, don't tell anyone!" she says coyly as she gives herself a pat. "I think I can get away with wearing these a while since they're Spandex, but only if you don't out me. I love the way the wetness feels on my legs and ass."
"You have my word" you say with a grin, now incredibly turned on and fighting your own urge to do the same. "I love how it feels too."
"Don't you have to go yet? I've seen you down at least two of those things" she says.
"Yeah but I want to wait until I'm truly desperate" you reply. "I want a real accident".
"Ooh, nice! Wanna walk to the tubs?" Friendgirl asks playfully. "We can put our swimsuits on and just veg. I hear the water is soooo relaxing. I''ll change when we get there. I wanna enjoy this mess a bit longer." She smiles.
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| Private hot springs where you break the seal |
"Yeah, let's go!" you shoot back, your need to pee growing greater with every step. Your friend's wet patch is glistening as you walk into the 5 p.m. sun but you don't say anything--she probably knows anyway and there's nobody around for miles. By the time you arrive at the hot springs, your bladder is positively bulging through your skimpy swimsuit. "Damn, I really need to go now" you say as you dip a toe in the hot natural springs.
"Do it! Go right there on the stairs, standing up. I dare ya. Don't waste it after you're already in the water" Friendgirl says playfully. This idea turns you on greatly & you know she's right, so you slowly let out a few drops into your blue swimsuit, then a couple more run down your legs... "Sorry. It's taking longer than usual. I don't usually have an audience" you say apologetically. But your bladder is bursting so you squat down, legs spread eagle on the lip of the pool with your hand on your crotch where you let it rip, soaking your fingers in hot piss that splashes into the water below & letting out a sigh of relief that's almost orgasmic.
"Mmm-hmmm. That's what I'm' talkin' about" she nods with her eyes locked on your nether regions.
"Wow I really had to go" You say as you stand back up, warm piss dripping from your hand & legs. Finally you descend into the water, relaxing fully for the 1st time in ages as your pussy recoils on the verge of orgasm. "This water really IS relaxing!"
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| Sunset dinner & dessert |
"Haha sure, it's the water" she winks back. After about 25 mins of silent bobbing you get out & walk back to camp, hungry, thirsty & ready to refill your bladders for Round 2. You throw some sandwiches together & roast marshmallows over the fire, guzzling Gatorade & water all the while. "Don't forget about the "special treat" we have for later tonight. Actually we should probably take it soon so we won't stay up too late." She warns.
"OK! It's almost 7:30. I'll go get them now."
"Yes! You're gonna love it" she promises. The camp fire is dwindling, the sun is flickering out behind the Western mountain range & the nearest person is probably 3 miles away. Your stomachs are full, your bodies relaxed from the hot springs & you've been downing various drinks all day, so now's the perfect time to take your 1st Ecstasy pill. The only witnesses are Joshua trees & a sky full of stars. "I think I will start with half to see how it makes me feel" you say nervously.
"Smart girl. Maybe I'll just take 1/2 too. They take about 35-40 minutes to kick in and last about 5 hours. We can watch TV in the camper until then if you want... maybe work on putting a playlist together. I'm gonna change out of this swimsuit into some dry clothes...but they may not be dry long" she says in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Perfect" you reply. You wait and wait, chatting eagerly and feeling a slight urge to pee while drinking more Gatorade. Are the pills duds you wonder? Nothing's happening. Suddenly the first signs of the drug's effects kick in. It's like the feeling you get on the ascension of a roller coaster: you know something exciting is coming, your heart pounds & you want to MOVE. There's a brief urge to poo that passes quickly. Finally it hits and you're on Cloud 9000.
"Okay, I feel something" you say with eyes like saucers.
"Haaaa what's it feel like?"
"I dunno, I want to chew gum & move around. Come outside with me?" you ask, unable to sit still.
You grab her hand & leave the camper, put on some uptempo tunes & dance in the moonlight, not giving a damn how you look. Your friend is clearly feeling great too as she twirls & twerks herself into a frenzy. "I'm gonna go get our drinks" she says & jogs away to grab them. She cracks hers open, takes a swig & stands there pissing it out as fast as she's taking it in.
"Oh it feels so GOOOOD" she moans as the wet patch on her sea green pants gets bigger. Soon nearly her entire lower half is dark with wetness; only a tiny portion near her waistband is still dry. "So warm & yummy."
"Fucking WOW girlie. That might be your biggest one yet. Bravo. You're making me need to go." You dance yourself exhausted to a mix of The Prodigy, Telepopmusik & Zhu and then sit down near the now-dead campfire where you chat about life and all things omorashi. The trip has officially moved from the "Dance Dance Revolution phase" into the Therapist's Couch stage.
"So how'd you get into this hobby anyway?" you ask, feeling incredibly chatty & open. "Like what's your earliest memory of wetting where u were turned on?"
"O man, I've been into it since I was at least 4, 5. Me & my cousin would play in the sprinkler at my house in the summer. Since we were in our bathing suits & my mom was usually inside, we'd just pee through them when we had the urge so we didn't have to stop the fun & go inside. At first it was a convenience thing but pretty soon we realized we liked how it felt. We'd always draw attention to our need to pee so we could watch each other."
"Like, what would you say?" you ask, intrigued.
"I don't know. Stuff like "Time for a bathroom break. You coming with?" And she'd follow me because I was older." She smiled. "We'd run behind the bush, squat down & watch each other wet, seeing who could finish fastest or pee the "farthest". Or we'd just stand there & say "Pssst, lookie, I'm using my swimsuit as a toilet." We came soooo close to getting caught once. I actually wonder if mom didn't watch us from inside the house & KNOW what we were up to."
"Oh wow! Super embarrassing but also kinda... exciting?!"
"Yeah. Tell me about it. Lot of mixed-up feelings around this fetish as a kid."
"O really? Like what?" You ask, genuinely confused.
"Like... like my mom for instance. I saw her lose control more than twice when there was no excuse for it. When she clearly could've just removed her pants or made it to the bathroom. I was pretty little then but it was obvious she did it on purpose. I think it played a role in my fetish honestly. Yet I'm NOT into THAT kind of thing if you know what I mean. The family stuff. Hell no. And yet..." She looks a little disturbed & disgusted.
"Hey, say no more man. I get it." you reassure her with a rub on the shoulder. "Early experiences shape us in ways we have no control over. Doesn't mean we're bad or anything. And if she did inappropriate things in front of you then, that's on her since she was the adult. What kinda scenarios did your mom "lose it" in, if you don't mind my asking?"
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| That time Friendgirl's mom wet herself in the yard |
Your eyes widen.
"Or when she did it again not long after down by the pond which was even more secluded. Just pulled her skirt up and wet herself. Nobody around for miles... she could've totally pulled her panties down but chose to piss them with this dumb look on her face the whole time."
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| ...that other time Friendgirl's mom piddled her panties |
Your mouth hangs open in shock.
"Yeah, exactly. Then another time we were on a road trip and we'd JUST STOPPED at a nice rest stop to pee and she was adamant that she didn't need to go at all despite guzzling several drinks. She's never had any reservations about using public bathrooms so that wasn't it. We get about 10 miles down the road & she's desperate, telling dad to pull over. Obviously he can't--we're on the freeway in a strange city & it's bumper-to-bumper 5 o'clock traffic. He's livid because he just stopped but she's unrelenting, squirming in her seat & grabbing herself. All of a sudden, whoosh: she's squatted in the floor wetting herself. Loudly. That was the first time I remember feeling tingly in my privates. I must've been about 7 and was VERY interested, trying to see around the seats as she made the puddle."
"Whoa, yeah that'd "interest" me too. Wonder why she wanted her kids to see tho?"
"I dunno, she's kinda crazy. I think it's more that she didn't care who saw. Whenever she got the urge, she'd just do it. Maybe she thought we were too young to remember later. I don't know."
Just then you feel a sharp twinge in your pee hole--the Gatorade from earlier is creepin' up. But you wait & grab another drink. When you sit back down, Friendgirl asks you the same question: how did your omo fetish start, to which you reply:
"Pretty standard: I was a bedwetter as a kid and some time around 1st or 2nd grade I woke up mid-stream & realized I enjoyed how it felt, so from then on I'd do it intentionally & blame "the condition" which actually stopped around age 9."
"Oh wow, how long did you continue pretending you had it?" she asked.
"Way too long probably. Until I was about 15."
"Oh my GOD! That's hilarious," she snickered. "Did you ever get in trouble?"
"Ehh, not really. I started doing my own laundry around age 8 so there was nothing to yell about, plus I "couldn't help it". I really had no shame & did it every night for a while... and some days I'd just pee in my bed in the same spot if I felt like it. Go "take a nap" and wet myself and masturbate. It really was the perfect cover."
"Lucky. Wish I would've had a "cover". Even though my mom wet herself she screamed at me for doing the same. And I wasn't so good at hiding the evidence. I was like her: when I got the urge I'd just do it with no thought about how to hide the evidence" she explained soberly. Hey, you know what'd feel bitchin' right now? MASSAGES!"
"Ohh yeah! Flip a coin to see who goes 1st?" You call heads and win, lying on her bed with your head hanging off the end. She puts on some Enya, breaks out the oil & rubs your shoulders. It's divine. Phase 3: the "Cuddle Puddle/Physical Touch stage" has just begun.
"I hate to interrupt but my bladder is screaming" you tell her. "And when you rub my lower back, I can barely hold it."
"Then don't hold it silly. You know who you're talking to, right? The girl with the soaked Spanx?"
"Yeah but I don't wanna get it all over your bed."
"Then hop up & let me put down a couple towels." You do & she does.
"Now where were we? Oh yeah, I was just gonna get THIS spot."
She goes for your lower back in the middle, pushing on your bladder with the full weight of her body and both hands. A big spurt leaks into your panties but not enough to soak your pants. "Oh wow, I just leaked a little" you say with a sheepish grin. The MDMA high is tapering into a strong but chill afterglow; physical touch feels magnificent & the piss in your pants felt 10x more intense than usual. You're tempted to let out more but want it to last forever.
"Would it make you feel better if I leaked some too?" she asks playfully.
"Ooh yeah. I could always use some encouragement. Moral support. Come around here where I can see?"
She walks around & stands w/ her legs slightly spread about 10 inches from your face & lets out a hissing stream into her tight pants. "There. Now you can let go in the bed. I want you to fully empty your bladder, understand?"
"Jeez, yes mother" you say in a submissive but sarcastic tone. That does it. Suddenly a switch is flipped & her rubbing turns more aggressive: she pushes on your bladder relentlessly & rubs with twice the speed & pressure compared to before. Wow, you must've hit a nerve!
And then it dawns on you: The thing she told you earlier about her mom. Have you gone too far you wonder? No time to think too deeply, you're about to piss yourself from the pressure. It actually kinda hurts. You start giggling & let out a muffled "DAMN!" into the pillow but she spanks your ass hard, sternly warning you not to cuss & calling you "little girl." You see where this is going & reply: "I'm sorry m0mmy, but I'm about to wet my panties. Can I turn over pretty please? And you rub my tummy instead of my back?"
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| First spurt into your dry panties after saying the 'secret word'. |
"Yes child, turn over. But you better be wet by the time you roll onto your back. I'm pissing myself now and you'd better too unless you want another spanking."
You turn over and see her wet spot growing. And she's rubbing herself through her pants. So you spread your legs and give a little push to get started & are soon soaking yourself like you were told. "You still want your tummy rubbed?" she asks, clearly too busy rubbing other things to stop. "No, I can take care of it m0m. You just keep doing what you're doing. Look m0mmy, I'm pee-peeing like you asked. It's getting all over the bed. Is this what you wanted? I'm all wet" you say in a faux-innocent voice, egging her on as her piss stream tapers off and she rubs more furiously. This whole ageplay fantasy isn't really your thing but the fact that it turns her on so much is getting you worked up.
"Yeah baby you did great." [Dropping character] Damn it, I told myself I wasn't gonna do this in front of you again!" she says breathlessly, smiling as her cheeks redden.
"Well don't feel bad. I had a lot of fun last time and really need to get off. I can barely stand it. Look, I'm still going!" you say as you point to the hissing stream in your sopping undies.
"Ooooh my bed has had it."
"You can sleep in mine if you need to. We can uhh, finish up in yours and use mine strictly for sleep if you like."
"Sounds good to me. Don't think I could sleep in this piss river if I tried" she pants, still touching her pussy through her tights as she moves to the other end of the bed. "You can put some porn or music on if you need to. Remote's over there. I don't have the attention span honestly. I'll look away if you need the privacy."
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| Sharing a bed and a fantasy. |
"Nah," you say confidently. "I like the view from here... M0mma."
"Oooh you're such a naughty girl. You better not tell anyone m0mmy likes to pee herself, you hear me?"
"Okay, I promise. But only if you let me wet my clothes anytime I want and don't yell at me. I won't tell if you won't yell. Deal?"
"But little girls aren't SUPPOSED to wet themselves."
"Neither are big girls. But we both do it. Why do YOU do it, m0mmy?" you ask as you slip your hand inside your waistband. "Why do you pee in your panties & pants?"
"Well, m0mmy pees herself because sometimes the bathroom is too far & she can't make it in time" she lies.
"Nuh-uh! I've seen you do it when the bathroom was RIGHT THERE" you spit back almost before she could finish, recounting the story from earlier, knowing it's her kryptonite. You're both rubbing your clits fast & hard, legs spread with panties on next to each other.
"Well honey, there are other times when m0mmy just.... going in the toilet isn't the same. I need relief RIGHT THEN and want to feel the warmth of the pee-pee in my clothes. I get this urge and... it doesn't happen often but when it does... It feels very good to go in places you're not supposed to, very relaxing... and..." she trails off, clearly about to lose it as her breaths come faster & closer together.
"Yes, mommy? Relaxing, AND?"
"Ohhh you're bad" she says, dropping character. "I'm about to fucking cum all over myself. Give m0mmy a minute."
"Ahhh better put that other hand to use then, hunh?" you suggest. She looks shocked but follows your naughty instructions, inserting 2 fingers & melting around them almost instantly while you watch.
"I'm fucking cumming!" she moans in ecstatic bliss as her eyes roll back in her head & her full pussy drips more pee onto the sheets before she collapses in her own puddle.
"Oh m0mma that looks so naughty. I wanna try. I'm peeing more too" you say as piss trickles out of your panties onto the bed. You stick two fingers inside and ride them while Friendgirl writhes in ecstasy, still watching & urging you to "do it harder, babygirl". Suddenly your pussy opens wide & a different kind of wetness leaks out as you mouth "I'm cumming" silently and spread your legs, almost doing the splits on your knees to push your fingers in as deep as they'll go. "Oh oh oh! I can't stop cumming fuck ME!" you scream as an earthshaking orgasm overtakes you and you're left trembling & whimpering, fingers knuckle-deep in your sopping vagina.
Friendgirl sits there gawking with eyes like saucers & shit-eating grin on her face as you catch your breath. A few minutes pass, and then:
"Cuddle puddle?" she says with her arms outstretched. Nothing's ever sounded better in your life. You crawl over to her on the bed & collapse, exhausted in the best way, both of you still sporting your soaked pants. This is HEAVEN. You lay there in silence for about 10 minutes. Your head is on her chest when you hear a soft trickle. Looking down, you watch the dark spot on her pants get a little darker in the middle and soak into the bedsheet below. She's wetting again. You want nothing more in the world than to stick your hand between her legs and dam up the flood, but you know that'd be crossing a line neither of you wants crossed... not really. So instead you just smile & pull her closer as if to reassure her that what she's doing is 100% okay. How comfortable must she be to just wet herself all over the bed while cuddling with you?
"Can't decide if this is more "cuddle" or "puddle" you joke. She giggles, nuzzles into your hair & motions toward the dry bed. You begrudgingly get up but first, you have to do one more thing. You spread your legs & pull your panties in close to your pussy lips, letting one final stream go onto the already-soaked mattress, your head back in piss bliss.
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| Your final wetting of the night in the "toilet" bed. |
"Good girl" she says, voice raspy from the night's activities. "We'll just make this bed our toilet for the rest of the trip. It's soaked anyway."
"I concur" you reply as your stream tapers off. You remove your flooded undies, wipe & crawl into bed beside Friendgirl where you fall into the best slumber you've had in ages.
The rest of the trip is equally glorious--campfires, hiking, deep relaxation in the hot springs, the other halves of the Ecstasy pill & near-constant pant soaking. You don't want it to end but real life awaits. And it seems so blah by comparison, but this fun little interlude has recharged your batteries & taught you that you don't have to be in control all the time. You can let others plan things & just go with the flow--literally & figuratively--and have an amazing time. ⛺🏜
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