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Monday, January 16, 2012

Damp Denims


  reprinted from Fiesta magazine, issue and date unknown
Just a quick note to let you know about a rousing experience I had the 
other day. I've been reading the letters about knicker wetting and I 
noticed that nearly all the girls involved were wearing skirts. This 
means that if they wee while standing, they only wet their pants and 
no-one is the wiser, (as I have found on the few occasions I have wet 
myself).
Recently I went out for the evening with a couple of girlfriends of 
mine, and after a couple of drinks we decided to move on to another pub. 
We leapt on a passing bus to go to another town about twenty minutes 
away. By the time we had arrived, I was fairly desperate for a piss and 
after getting in my round of drinks, I hurried off the the Ladies. There 
was only one cubicle and the door was locked, so I stood there with my 
legs crossed and hoped the occupant would not take too long. Soon I was 
getting really worried and I had to hold one hand between my legs.
I was beginning to regret my tight jeans now, for two reasons: one was 
that the waist band was pressing against my bladder; and secondly, if I 
had been wearing a skirt I could have pulled my knickers to one side and 
had a pee standing. But it's a bit obvious if you're crouching down with 
your jeans around your ankles!
In agony and in ever increasing danger of wetting myself, I knocked on 
the cubicle door and asked if she's hurry up. There was silence, and in 
frustration I thumped the cubicle door. It swung open to reveal an empty 
cubicle, the door had only been stuck. In my surprise and relief, I must 
have relaxed a bit and I had to pull my jeans down quickly as I slowly 
but uncontrollably dribbled pee in an ever-spreading dark wet patch 
around my crotch.
I managed to get my pee hole clear and sit on the loo before the main 
torrent started to flood out, but when I stood up and pulled my jeans 
up, I had a very embarrassing wet patch around my crotch. I had no 
alternative but to return to my friends who instantly saw that I'd wet 
myself, and I had to go home on the bus with some very funny looks from 
fellow passengers.
On reaching home I sat in the loo with my jeans on and emptied my 
bladder again while rubbing myself off at the same time. Hope you like 
this.
Jo-Anne, London
                                        

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