i have a friend i've done some omo stuff with over video chat. she's super hot and loves watching me squirm. one of my favorite quotes from her is, "alright. well? where's the show? i thought i was here to see a girl piss herself."
the first time we did it, i asked her to yap about one of her special interests while i laid in the tub in my panties and squirmed around (this is why autistic girls make the best piss dommes). eventually i told her i was getting pretty close to bursting and that if she wanted a hand in this she should make it quick.
"ok then. lie back. spread your legs, make sure i can see it....good. ok. piss yourself for mommy."
and i, ever obedient, pissed my panties for her. but it's not the feeling of piss running over my hips and down between my legs that i remember, nor the feeling of my wet panties clinging to me as a puddle formed under my ass, nor even the hot red flush in my cheeks as i flooded with embarrassment. it was the look on her face that sticks out in my mind.
as my panties filled with piss i watched her mouth drop open in shock, in wonder, in surprise. she had never done this before, probably had never seen a grown woman piss herself, especially on command—her command. she knew what i had asked her for, she knew how the scene was supposed to go, but perhaps it's not something you can necessarily prepare for. it's one thing to read the script but another to see the show.
and seeing her expression turn from shock to excitement, to lust, to hunger—to something predatory—that is what i remember most about that first time. of course, i also remember her reaching into her underwear and pulling out her dick, watching her stroke herself as i rubbed my pussy through my piss-stained panties. i remember her command to "take your bra off. get your tits out". i remember the small gasp she let out when the second wave hit me and i started leaking even more piss through fabric too drenched to contain it.
we had a few more sessions down the line that went pretty similarly. the highlights there are when she made me take off my soaking panties so she could watch the pee leak out of me and when she made me piss on my own tits. the last time we did it i sheepishly told her i had peed in my own mouth before, and with that familiar wolfish hunger she leaned into the camera and said, "yeah? well then do it. i wanna see that."
and there's a lot to be said for pissing on your own face, in your own hair, in your own mouth, for a girl who's 1000 miles away. i treasure those moments too. but it will always be that first time, when i watched a switch flip in her brain and give spark to a primal desire to make a grown woman piss herself, that looms largest in my memory.
(author's note: yes this is a true story. no i do not use AI to write. you will pry my lists of three and em-dashes from my cold dead hands before i give them up to the robots.)
