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  1. This is something that my boyfriend and I got up to last week. Thought I'd share as it was amazing! I had bought a huge bottle of iced tea a couple of days before and it really makes me desperate! I ended up drinking all of my 1.5 litre ice tea and then we just needed to wait. I was feeling really full but he wasn't ready to go yet so I decided to do some jobs while I waited. I ended up doing laundry and I went downstairs to hang up some clothes and I nearly lost it. Totally suddenly I was so desperate I legitimately thought I was going to pee myself there and then. I clamped my legs together, frozen in place with my right leg crossed over my left one. I could feel the pee right there ready to come out. I almost let it too... I stood there frozen for about 5 minutes until the desperate need passed and I felt like I could safely move. While I was frozen I had texted him telling him I thought I was about to pee my pants. I managed not to lose any though! I went back into the house and grabbed some towels and put on my nice lacy red nightie. After about 10 minutes longer he was ready. I had been squirming about not able to keep still so I was keen to go and was really horny. I folded the towels and put them on the end of the bed and sat on them. He sat on the floor between my legs and I lay back and put my feet on his shoulders. He began fingering me and playing with my clit and very soon I was peeing all over him. It went on and on and he kept on pleasuring me. The feeling of releasing my pent up pee while climaxing was amazing! He ended up using both hands inside and on me as I peed until totally empty. The next part of the story is a bit too personal to share but it was fun! Finally after we both recovered we went and showered :) was an amazing evening
    3 points
  2. Bruh, I say we charisma the shit outta this. Have Minty pull out the camera, start filming with the camera facing herself with Isabel in the background (like a selfie view). Then have Minty start peeing as well so that the camera gets both of them doing this. Minty will say something along the lines of, "I stand in solidarity with my idol Isabel; peeing on the floor is the new black." Now we have a video for Natsumi and Isabel still thinks we're completely an adoring fan trying to support their idol. They both love us. Bam. Charisma.
    3 points
  3. I thought I would add some more piccys of me doing my thing
    3 points
  4. Hi all wetsuprize here again. My partner bought me some new jeans the other day and we went out a day later to try them out and I must say it was fun. I peed in them 3 times in public and even walked around like it as we headed home. It was a thrilling experience for me and one that I thought I'd be nervous about, if anything my partner was more nervous at first but began to relax after a while. I think he was worried what some people might think as it's still such a taboo in England. It does make it more exiting but at the same time nerve wracking as you can get fined for something that is natural to do. We accomplished so much that day as we had been talking for a while about me doing it at a train station. I really did enjoy it. Its the feeling of being free and powerful that I like and walking home in the said wet jeans felt so good. We did have a spare change of clothes but my partner wanted to be a dare devil so refused to let me change which I didn't mind as didn't want to. I secretly had a big smile on my face as he said no to me getting changed. We did get a few grunts of disapproval as we walked back to the station which riled me up even more. Since being with my partner warmsuprize it's been a rollercoaster of fun and frolics and my feelings for him grow everyday. This is the first time he let me pee myself 3times and told him if we had stayed out longer I would of done more as by this point was getting a bit carried away. I'm so happy I met him and look forward to the many more years of fun times we have ahead of us.
    2 points
  5. My second video from my GoPro. I should probably mount it at a better location other than the fork of the bike--I was rolling downhill and I actually fell off earlier, so I apologize for the lack of camera control (and bladder control XP). Enjoy! cywe05.wmv
    2 points
  6. View File New jeans, thrice publicly soaked Thanks everyone for all the nice comments with our previous videos. I'm not very good with interacting on internet forums so if I haven't responded much, we do appreciate your comments nevertheless. So I want to introduce this clip we recorded yesterday. First of all, the file is 15 minutes long, I can upload a lower quality if 1gig is too much for some. But I couldn't stop filming because she was a lovely sight walking down the road in soaked jeans. The jeans were new, as the title suggests. I know from experience that new jeans don't soak very well, which is why in the clip it's hard to define her wet jeans from the front. Somehow though, the back just remained stubbornly soaked and obvious all the way through our adventure. I tried to be as brave as possible with my videoing. Quite ironic really when it wasn't even me with the wet jeans. Some bits are blurry and it gets a bit dark towards the end. We walked past quite a few people. We stopped at a bus stop so I could get some shots but a bus turned up so we moved on. Then, a bit later, I went to record her and noticed someone walking behind us! I made an excuse to do my laces up and I'm sure the guy gave a grunt of disapproval as he walked past. She was really relaxed about all this. Even to the point of skipping along the road at some points, shame I didn't catch that on video. It was definitely fun though. When we got to the station, there was a train pulling up and I asked her if she wanted to wait until the people past but she didn't care about them. So we walked onto the station. It wasn't very busy, but a few must have seen. She soaked her jeans for the second time while waiting for the train to pull up. We did have a change of clothes in my bag but we were being daredevils. The train was packed! We got on one end and sort of stayed standing by the doors. I gave her my bag to cover her jeans. Not because she was worried but because I was worried that the train conductor might see and get mad at us. And I did try to get some shots in the train by pointing the camera towards the window, hoping to catch her in the reflection, but I didn't catch it right and didn't really want push it just in case we got in trouble. Finally, we got off the train and it was quite dark so the walk home was fine, perhaps a few cars with their blindingly bright headlights but that's it. Oh, and one last wetting. I know there are some who appreciate smoking in wetting videos and others who liked to see the wet footwear. I've tried to include this. That's most of it I think, hope you enjoy. Warm&WetSuprize Submitter warmsuprize Submitted 06/10/2016 Category Pants Wetting
    2 points
  7. Hi all wetsuprize here again I don't really know where to start so all I'm going say right now is OMG my partner is making me wear diapers for the next few days. I couldn't believe my luck when he mentioned this as id secretly been wanting to do this for a while. I enjoy being a little and when he puts me in a diaper it gives me the excuse to act even more like one, but I do have to try and behave otherwise he punishes me by keeping the diaper on me for longer until it can't take no more pee and starts to leak. I do secretly like this and it doesn't bother me wearing the diaper for longer as I find the more I pee in one the more comfy they feel is that weird or does anyone else get this same feeling?. I'm still pretty new to this so as time goes on my stories will get better.
    2 points
  8. I went to Target today to get a container to hide my diaper stash in and picked up some men's Depends Fit-flex diapers I haven't tried them on yet, but I will soon. I was wondering if anyone has tried them? Are they any good? Are they comfortable and hold a lot? I'm curious to know.
    2 points
  9. Women at work

    Agreed. In fact, there are some who might make provision for a woman but who expect men to be able to hold it or to just find someplace to go. In my neighborhood several years ago, a contractor building new houses never bothered to provide a portable toilet until he had a woman on the job site who insisted on it.
    2 points
  10. As usual imma add the background and what not so the omo part starts in the 3rd paragraph for those of you who want to skip. This story will seem fake and I'm well aware of that. You choose if you want to belive me but even if you don't this is a once in a life time experience so hope you enjoy? So recently a good friend was killed by a drunk driver and for a while I have kinda avoided everyone. Well Ash gave my my space for a bit but eventually convinced me to stay with her during the weekends because A she wants to be with me and B she knew it made me happy being around her. Well it's a Friday night and she and her friends were gonna go out and I was just gonna play some BO3 on the ps4 when her friends thought it would be a good idea to just stay at her place earlier and ig they wanted to have a slumber party or what but they showed up and changed into pj's... OK I was raised with 3 sisters... sleepovers are the number one red flag possible... one issue I'm a good distance off base and Ash drove me to her place... so there was no escape. So I'm trapped... Ash has 3 really good friends who I all know decently well and get along with great... but they love to mess with me. So right away they go to the basement where I'm playing ps4 and they decide to distract me and then her friend Vanessa turns the TV off so I say fuck it and was about to go to bed when Ash asks me to join them.... I should have said no but in all honesty I just wanted to be with Ash so I said yes. Honestly I don't know if this was a mistake. So we go upstairs and get the alcohol out and they start playing stupid games while I'm just kinda 5th wheeling hardcore. I spent most of this time on my phone. I wasnt even paying much attention when Jasmine said man I gotta pee! Well they were pretty drunk by this point and then Vanessa said she had to pee pretty bad too. Then Ash and Sarah both said they had to go pretty bad too. Well Jasmine then said last one to go to the bathroom gets a free meal from the other three and they agreed... This seemed like a start to a bad porno except they weren't forcing eachother to drink or talking about it and just continued onto their games. About half an hour into ig you can say contest I cut off the drinks because they were getting stupid drunk... I really didn't want to risk them pissing themselves because that would mean I'd have to clean it up so I said if you stop this stupid game I'll take you all out for lunch. Like most of you probably think I'm retarded but any form of alcohol induced anything I don't find attractive or appealing. They were just drunk and stupid besides the bathroom was right next to them and none of them were showing major desperation signs besides Vanessa. Well Vanessa came up to me and said that I need to have more fun when Sarah squeezed her sides. Vanessa sneaked put her hands to her crotch and then pissed herself completely while the other girls laughed. Soon all four of them were on the ground crying when Sarah and Jasmine peed themselves laughing. When everything died down Ash said does this mean I win? They laughed some more when Ash said fuck it you all did it and peed herself right there in the chair... when they planned this I'm sure they intended on using the bathroom that was right next to the table they were sitting at... I just stood there and didn't know what to do. This was literally my own private omo movie that I witnessed. Ash looked at me and asked if I was ok? I snapped out of it and said well I just saw 4 grown women pee themselves and kinda don't know how to act. Well Ash them said come on let's get cleaned up and go to bed. The girls didn't even try to argue and within the hour they were all passed out. I grabbed Ash and we went to sleep in her bed. Well luckily they cleaned up the mess and we're gone by I think 5 which left the rest of the weekend to me and Ash. Well hope you enjoy. Again I understand how fake this sounds but I'm sharing it because Ik some of you will enjoy this.
    2 points
  11. Hello, Hello! Faust is here, and he has decided to unveil another little thread. Faust has Another Note, his Magic Adventures, and even one for when he was doing some family things....But, Faust had a thought. What if Faust wanted to write scenes, from a different person's point of view? Or, what if Faust wanted to write a one shot? Faust's others are lost to the Archives, and Faust thinks making a new thread every time he thinks up something would be rather troublesome.... Both for Faust to find, and for his readers to, in the case of them wanting to read Faust's fics, without having to spend an inordinate amount of time digging through the pages. So, Faust decided he'll make a thread for his assorted fics......That aren't Another Note, or Faust's Magic Adventures. Faust Hopes you all enjoy this fics, whether they be one shots, or turn into their own series. And, for those who are unaware, Faust has opened a thread where you can ask any of Faust's characters questions! https://omorashi.org/topic/31287-fausts-character-interview-thread/ Faust and all of his characters love answering questions, be they serious, silly, or lewd. So, if you want to ask them something, you have a thread for it! And, lastly but not least....Faust wishes you have a nice day! So, without further delay...Let the fiction begin. ================================================================================================================================================== Yuno's [First] Experimentation: The morning sun broke through the windows, stifled by heavy, dark blue curtains. Magenta eyes slowly fluttered open, as a familiar head of pink stretched up from her bed. "Mmmmmn...Yuno's glad that there's no school today." She called to herself, kicking her feet out from under her covers. "That means Yuno has plenty of time to...research, and experiment." Yuno had recently come into a very vital piece of information....A particular act of lewdity that stimulated Faust's own desires, greatly. As if on cue, the pinkette could feel a tiny pang just above her nethers. "That's right...Faust likes..." Yuno started to herself, sliding her fingers to her hips. "...Piddle.." The thought still brought a flush to her cheeks to think about. Faust, who was the most important person in her life, and had helped her through hard times.... Derived pleasure from...a social taboo, that resulted from long periods of time away from a toilet...Until one's internal waters spilled out, against their will. Yuno lightly pressed a finger to her mouth, thinking about the other night. "Yuno...held her piddle in for a long time.." she thought, lightly nipping her finger. "But...Yuno's tinkle tank was very tired after her jeans... So...." She lightly bounced her hips, as if gauging her own current need. Normally, she would have just gone straight to the bathroom and relieved herself, then start her day off on a fresh note....But... "Yuno...wonders.." She thought to herself, running her hands along the sides of her pink pajamas. Ever since she'd had her first, on-purpose accidents...her mind had wondered...pondered... 'Is Yuno...going to make this a habit?' she thought softly, sliding out of her bed, and pacing past the bathroom. Her house wasn't exactly small, but having the place to herself always made it feel larger than normal. Yuno's parents were a non-issue with her living, and she spent more time hanging out with Faust, or at school, than at her own place. There was a single table, barely large enough for two plates, and a pair of stools to sit on.... And, in a corner of the room, an old table with a computer mounted atop it. A modem shared the space, along with a cheap mousepad, and a Mouse ported with a USB cable. It wasn't the most impressive piece of technology, but it could serve it's purpose. "Omo...rashi..." she typed into the address bar, letting autocomplete do it's thing. "Oh good...It looks like Yuno's registration was accepted." Her fingers danced over the keyboard, starting to type in her username quickly. 'Youknowwhoitis' It was a silly name, but her own sort of inside joke. Nobody would know it was actually her....But, she could giggle about it when she told Faust....If he was on this site as well. She let her fingers type away, setting up an introduction message to the forums, and then starting to explore. Forums begat forums of data, as she glanced over. There were plenty of...descriptions of what it felt like...Or what it would appear to be. She let her hand dip to her pajama bottoms at this, squeezing herself slightly as she made a few polite comments here and there. She glanced up at the page 'Gallery', and paused. "Hmm..Yuno needs to wait until there are more approved posts before she can see that.." She thought, before slightly pausing. She went to scroll to her search bar, and started to type in an obvious set of key phrases. 'Girls peeing pants' She was presented with a few images of girls, and soaked garments. Her eyes looked over them, before she glanced over to the bathroom again. A small panging rang out in her bladder, but... "Yuno could..." She thought, standing up, and going over to it. "Always...try it out some more." She wasn't entirely sure how it made her feel, letting her waters flow...But, if it was for the sake of making Faust feel better, then she would try just about anything. She slowly paced into her bathroom, looking over the floor, sink, tub, and commode. She lightly bit her lip, bent at the waist, and stuck out her rump. "Mmmmnn...Yuno's been holllllllding it all day, Faust." The girl groaned out, wiggling her rump to exaggerate her need. "I..if Yuno tries to hold it anymore..She's gonna...Gonna..!" She squeezed her eyes shut, and let out a slight whimper...But, even as she did so, her garments remained dry as a bone. She let out a small whimper, trying to let herself relax....and failing. "Uuuuu...Yuno can't quite do it yet." she mused to herself, quietly. She looked down at her pristine pink pajamas, taking a small breath. "Yuno...Spent so long making sure she'd never pre-emptively empty her tinkle tank...That she can't do it in her clothes, on demand." She eyed the toilet with a serious look, thinking of what she'd done at Faust's. She'd sit down on it to relieve herself...But, she still had been nearly bursting when she got to it....So, she wasn't sure she could do it on command, in her pajamas. "Yuno thinks she needs to approach this...differently." She thought, starting out of the bathroom for a moment, feeling the slightest of whines from her bladder for ignoring the toilet after looking at it. "Yuno gave you your chance. Yuno's going to hold it now." She tensed her legs slightly, moving to her room to change into an outfit fit for going out in public. She peered over some jeans, some skirts, and even a long, ankle-length dress. She looked at it for a few moments, before shaking her head. "Yuno doesn't want to wet this willy nilly.." She thought, going for a skirt and blouse. Her fingers went over white, pink, and black undergarments..choosing a middle ground. "Yuno has a bunch of pairs of pink stripes." She mused to herself, clasping a pink-striped bra on her chest, and tugging up a pair of hip-hugging striped panties. She fastened her skirt over her waist, and tugged on a matching blue blouse. Her hands went over some thigh-high white socks, tugging them over her knees, and slipping into her shoes. "If Yuno is going to...do lewd things with her tinkle.." she uttered to herself, gathering her things. "Then...Yuno should get some more..expendable garments. Things she can dispose of....O..Or.." She blushed bright red at the thought of handing her soaked things over to Faust...and, for what he would no doubt do to them. Even when she'd turned the shower on, she could hear him the other night...And it made her tingle with delight. The thought of sometime seeing him do that kind of thing in person.... "Y..Yuno should get the clothes, before she makes these ones...wet." she mused, gathering her bag, and wallet, then starting out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "A...alright..." Yuno stammered quietly, as she paced down the path home...Bags held in her hands. "Yuno...thinks she has enough now. Yuno bought three packs of panties..." Enough for her to both use as fodder for wetting, and to use in her day to day life. "Two pairs of jeans...." She remembered the other day how her jeans were positively flooded, even if she wasn't sure when she lost it. They always felt tight on her, but some of the people on the site mentioned how they could..press on her bladder. And, if she had some more pressure on it... Pang She crossed her legs over one another, the thought making her remember she avoided her morning pee. She could feel her bladder twinging a bit more forcefully, making the girl pause for a few moments. "Yuno...Also got some diuretics.." she remarked to herself. "To..make herself have to pee more...And...P..plenty of drinks.." She looked down at her bag, debating the urge to grab one of the drinks...Before shaking her head. "Y...Yuno doesn't want to pee herself just yet.." She thought out loud, feeling her bladder pang in defiance. She continued to walk towards her own home, biting her lip softly. 'Though...if Yuno has to go bad enough.. she thought, closing her eyes. 'Maybe..Yuno can do it.' She wanted to soak...but, her body was too firm in it's upbringing. It wanted her to hold it, unless she was sitting on the potty. She gave a small whimper, before continuing her pace home, her mind awash with thoughts. 'Wh..what should Yuno pee first? Should Yuno just hold it in until she can't? Maybe Yuno should try peeing on the toilet again..' Every passing moment, every single thought always lead back to her bladder...And, with each passing step, every little moment...She could feel it getting bigger. Fuller. Yuno...needs to pee. she thought firmly to herself, as she came up to her building, and unlocked the door. She'd read a few entries of one being locked out of their home and wetting because of that...But, Yuno couldn't do that. "W..well..not again." Yuno whimpered to herself, remembering when the plumber had to come fix her bathroom. She'd had to hold for such a long time...An agonizing pressure.... And eventually, she just went behind her house, pulled her panties aside, and just let it....flow. 'Awwuuu...It figures Yuno didn't know until AFTER that..That Faust would enjoy it.' she thought, lightly. 'It would be an ideal situation...Reason..for Yuno to...pee her panties.' Her body lightly trembled as she set her things down, her desperation mounting as she eyed her bathroom. "Yuno could...deal with her urge." she sounded, lightly tugging her skirt. "O..or..Yuno could..always....Wait a bit more." She glanced down at her skirt, and then at her spoils from the store. She glanced over the diuretics, the jeans, and.... "Yuno should..start.." she called, feeling the red come to her face. "P...P...Preparing." No matter how hard she thought about it, no matter how frequently she prepared..Yuno couldn't shake a feeling of vague shame at what she wanted to do. As she unravelled her new pack of panties, the girl couldn't quite shake the flush on her lips. "All Yuno's life..Yuno's been doing her best to hold it.." she noted, sliding off her striped panties. "An..And now...Yuno's...trying to..." She couldn't even finish the thought audibly. The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt....And the stronger she could feel her bladder's need getting. She looked through the packs, deciding on a simple white cotton pair. She wriggled them up her legs, letting the material snap against her waist. "Okay...Yuno can relax now.." She mused to herself quietly, her hands dipping down to her waist to hold. "Nnn...Yuno really wants to go to the potty, Faust....Please...!" She put on the best kind of pouty expression she could muster...Though, unlike before, she could honestly feel her urges mounting. Picturing the boy telling her 'No', and making her wait a bit longer... "Uuuuu...But Yuno REALLY needs to pee.." she whimpered, slightly rubbing at her panties to try to alleviate the pressure...Before moving over to her computer chair again. She sat down in her chair, crossing one leg over another. "Yuno....should try to go in a few minutes." She could feel her bladder panging loudly, telling her computer time was later, and bathroom time was now. She sternly squeezed her legs tighter, leaning forward to look at the site. "Oh...Yuno can look at images now." She noted, seeing that her few posts earlier had been approved. She strode her mouse over the 'Gallery', eyes widening as she glanced over. Soaking after soaking...stain, after stain....Wet patch after wet patch... The girl buried her hand into her skirt at this, squeezing herself firmly as she looked over them. Every passing page of imagery feeling like the girl's shed piddle was making it's way into her bladder. Yuno bit her lip firmly, starting to wince as she crossed over to page 15. "Y..Yuno's...coming up on her limit.." she noted to herself with a tight whimper, moving onto page 16. The passing panty wetting pictures were taking their toll on her...And, with the occasional girl having pulled her panties aside to just pee...Yuno's mind was awash with vulgar imagery, and ideas. She rubbed her legs together, before bracing herself. "Yuno's..read it gets Much worse when you stand up.." she thought, tensing her muscles. "S..So..." She bent forward, gasping sharply as she felt the pressure lightly mashing her bladder...But, despite feeling her body nearly forcing a bit out, Yuno's body stubbornly denied losing it. Yuno gave a soft whimper, glancing towards her bathroom. "O..Ohh..Ohhh..Yuno should do this in the potty..." she sounded to herself, holding herself with both hands, and slowly staggering towards it. Her need had felt way worse now....And her mind was constantly peppered with that one thought. 'Pee.' "Y..Yuno's...Faust, Yuno's not going to make it.." she uttered to the boy, stopping partway to her bathroom, and just quivering in place. She whimpered, writhed, and squirmed....Yet, despite her growing urge...Something just kept nagging her. 'Yuno...Yuno's getting there, but...' she thought, taking one hand away, and going to her things again. She didn't want to get to her jeans just yet...but.. "Yuno just needs..a little more." She thought, pulling a bottle of water, and unscrewing the cap. "Pressure..." She raised the bottle to her lips and started to chug, feeling her bladder protesting the added liquid. Her legs quivered, and tensed with each passing gulp, feeling like she was pouring the bottle straight into her bladder. After drinking about half the bottle, she leaned over to set it on her computer desk, gripping herself with both hands again. "Uuuu...It's getting really bad." Yuno uttered to herself, starting back to her bathroom. She didn't bother with the posturing of mock desperation this time, deciding instead to just step into her bathroom, and eye the bathroom. Pang...PANG.. she felt, cupping herself slightly as she bent her knees slightly. "It's so close..." she said, feeling her bladder throb in agony. The proper thing to do would be to empty her bladder as it was, and forget the whole idea. Though.. "Yuno's been holding all morning.." She said to herself, swaying her hips subconciously as her bladder fought. "So...If Yuno's going to wet...She'd better do so now. Otherwise, all of her piddle has been for nothing." She just needed to will herself to let it flow, rather than do what she'd been doing her whole life. Her mind thought about sitting on the toilet once more to coax it out, but... "No..Yuno doesn't need it.." She said to herself, feeling her bladder pulsing. "Y..Yuno can..Can wet without that." She rocked back and forth, letting her fingers dip down to her skirt again, pressing on herself. She bent forward, and back, thinking back to all of the images she'd seen. Lots of girls wetting in classes, some of them peeing on the side of the road...Even a few that had made it to the toilet, but were still saturated with piddle. Her body tensed, trembled, and quivered...Each passing moment feeling like agony. "Nnnn..Yuno thought she would have peed by now.." She thought to herself, starting to turn away. "Maybe Yuno should take one of those Diure-" Pssh..! The girl blushed brightly, feeling a sudden warmth coating her panties. She gasped sharply, both hands burying in her skirt...That started to show a tiny, dime-sized wet spot. "O..O..Ohh no....!" Yuno quickly stammered, scampering over to the toilet instinctually, and plopping down. Little leaks gave way to a gushing torrent, and even as the warmth spread across her thighs, Yuno's face burned with shame. Not at having peed her panties, but... "Awuuu..Yuno used the potty.." She uttered, even as her skirt darkened considerably. She'd had her hands pressed against herself as it all rushed out, so it was well and proper stained....Yet.. "Nnn..." she sounded as she felt her bladder emptying, the relief bringing a flush to her face, a small moan of relief escaping. "Ohh..Yuno has held it so long...But, now she has to start all over again!" She shivered a bit as her stream tapered off, sliding her panties down off her legs. The white fabric had been considerably greyed, her warm, lewd waters still dripping off the gusset of them. "Yuno....will save these for later." She thought to herself, unclasping her skirt as well. She wiped herself off, flushed the toilet washed her hands, and strode out of the bathroom. "Yuno's going to have to shower now.." she sounded to no one, lifting up the jeans she'd bought, and looking over her panties. Reaching for a pair of pink ones this time, she quickly gathered the rest of her things for a shower, carting them into the bathroom. Hot steam quickly followed after she turned on the water, Yuno taking special care to wash every. inch. of her body thoroughly. "Nnn..Yuno'll do it better next time." She lightly chided herself, as she scrubbed down her legs. She'd hit a breaking point there, but then had gone for the toilet at the last possible second. A bit of a faux pas, giving her body that easy out... "Yuno'll have to find a place that's not near a potty.." She thought, running through her body a few more times....Before eventually finishing her shower. She shut off the water, toweled off, and started to tug on her clothes. "Mmmmnn..." she sounded as she slid up the jeans, pulling them up against her. "Oof...These are...really tight on Yuno.." She could feel the Jeans silhouetting her rump, hugging her hips firmly...and a light pressure at her midsection. She pulled on her shirt, and strode out of the bathroom, humming a bit. "Well.." she thought, glancing to the half-finished water bottle, and then the diuretics. She eyed the box warily, glancing at the instructions that told her to take one pill every so many hours...Before resolving herself. "Yuno's not sure how long this'll take.." she thought, popping one pill into her mouth...and then a second one right after. "But..This should speed her piddle along." She downed the rest of her water, setting the bottle down as she went to browse the site a bit more. She moved through a few more pages of imagery, crossing her legs before she'd even given it much thought. There were images of the girls bent over a desk....Some with their rumps stuck out, hammering on a bathroom door.....A few who used things other than a toilet to contain their piddle...And some who merely gushed down their legs, standing up as it cascaded like a waterfall. "There's a lot of ways to go about this.." She thought, before flushing at one in particular. A girl had squatted down outside, the image showing her...naughty parts silouetted under her soaking panties. Though she'd seen many images with the girl's parts..exceptionally focused on, this one stood out... Because the girl was standing right behind a building. The girl's own body quivered in memory, thinking about..the time again. 'W..what do you mean 'A few hours?'' "I'm sorry Miss Gasai, but it's going to take quite a time to fix this. You won't be able to use your water until we get it all sorted out." "B..but.." "But what..?" Her face burned brightly in shame, thinking on how embarrassing it had been. Thankfully, it had been a female plumber, and Faust seemed clueless to her growing, gnawing urge throughout the day. She'd spent the whole day wandering, pacing, and exploring the mall with him...Coming home to find the woman still tinkering away. She couldn't handle her urge anymore, and... The girl lightly bit her lip, glancing outside her back door. "Maybe.." She thought out loud, wincing as she stood up. "Nnnn..Maybe if Yuno goes back to that spot.." She started over to her backdoor, her body trembling a bit more than she expected to be, relative to the time from when she'd last drank. Her hand quivered as she held it out to the door, twisting the knob. She paused for a few moments, dipping her hands down to squeeze at herself again. A few steps out, and she could feel the thoughts flooding back to her. 'Uuuu..Uuuuuu...Yuno can't hold it..' She'd never meant it more than in that moment, having had to squat down and just...go. Her fingers had barely managed to pull her panties out of the way, but she had felt more than a passing amount of warmth against them as she did. Almost as soon as she had finished, the woman came to her with the news she was done.....Making Yuno angrier than she'd ever been in her life. "It was..right here.." she thought, glancing down at the foliage under her. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, lightly shaking as she whimpered. "Yuno just..K..knelt down..and.." She started to bend at the knees, lowering her hips to the ground like she had back then... Psssh..! "A..Aaahhh!!" Yuno whimpered, feeling more than a little spurt escaping. Her body had taken the cue when she squatted, and no matter how much she tried to stagger to her feet, she couldn't find the strength to stop. Rivulets of navy blue darkened considerably, as Yuno let out a whimpering wail. "Y..Yuno caaaaan't..!" Her clear stream let out a strangling hiss, the girl shuddering and panting as her body completely tipped her tinkle tank, warmth spreading from her hips, all down her inner thighs..and even creeping up her butt. She whimpered softly, her face flushed compeltely crimson as she succumbed. "U..Uuuu...Uuu..Yuno's peed.." she softly uttered, her fingers running over her jeans. "Yuno..was just remembering...and...And..." She wanted to cry...She wanted to wail...and she wanted to never think of it again....But... 'Yuno feels....So...Good!' the girl thought as her stream finally tapered off, slowly struggling to her feet. "Mmmmnnn...Yuno's completely soaked....Her panties are drenched...Her socks are flooded....and her legs are completely saturated." She ran her fingers over the wet patch, giving a soft, mewling whimper. "A..and Yuno's.." She added, running her hands along her backside. "R..Rump is so warm...and wet.." She felt a burning need inside of her, one that couldn't be contained by any mere toilet....Though, there was something she had to do first. "Phone...Phone.." the girl gasped, looking around. "Yuno needs her phone.." She pawed around the room in a flustered rush, eventually finding the device sitting on her kitchen table. She grabbed the phone and flipped it open, fingers trembling in desire. "O..Ohhh..Ohhhh.." Yuno gasped to herself, bending over the counter as she fumbled with her phone. "Gotta...get the right...Angle.." She made sure to arch her back, holding the phone out as best she could to snap a picture of herself. 'Click....Click...Click.' She shuddered at what she was doing, quickly turning around to look at her pictures. She deleted two of them that hadn't quite been centered...but the third one... "A..and now.." she called, sliding her fingers down to unbutton her jeans. Immediately, she felt her body's strain laxxing a bit...And she wiggled down her jeans to her thighs...Her panties positively saturated. "T..the front.." She struggled to keep her quivering legs under control, aiming for the perfect shot as she let her camera fly...Snapshot after snapshot filling her Album....before she felt a spurt of warmth. "A..Ahhh..!!" She groaned softly, before pulling the phone back, and looking over the phone. Picture after picture, image after image.... She kept tossing out the troublesome ones, gasping softly when she saw one of the last ones.... "O..Ohhh..Yuno's...waters..." she whimpered, crossing one leg over another. "Yuno...got a picture as they were...flowing a bit.." A vulgar smile crossed her face, as she marked it in her phone, along with the previous one. She scrolled through her relatively short address book, and then... "Sending...Now." She mused, watching the symbol on her phone transitioning...before giving her the all clear. Another moan escaped her lips, as she put a hand on her mouth to stifle it. "O..Ohhh...Ohhh..Now Yuno Really needs that shower." she called to herself, starting into her bathroom without any mind to clean clothes....The warmth filling her body before she could even step into the shower. "Mmmm....Mmmmmmnnn...! Yuno.." She sounded, peeling her panties off as she started into the shower. "Yuno....Thinks she might have..some fun with this kind of thing." (Yuno's [First] Experimentation, End.)
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  12. Hello again, This time I bring you a fantastic side-wetting by Lilly, my new favorite. Enjoy :) Lilly Wetting.mp4
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  13. This is about an experience I witnessed with a girl I used to date. We'll call her Claire (not her real name). This is a long story but is 100% true. I tried to help her but I will have to admit that the entire situation was so perfect I could barely believe it was happening. So Claire and I went to a seated show at a small venue in town. The air conditioning for the venue had unexpectedly quit so it was crazy hot inside from all the people and equipment inside and the owners provided free water bottles to appease everyone. It was cold outside and Claire was wearing a thick long-sleeves shirt and long pants. With no layers to take off, was burning up and downed an entire bottle before the performance even started. She finished another bottle within the next 30 minutes or so and soon started fidgeting in her seat and looking around for a bathroom. I asked what was wrong and she replied that she needed to pee but this was a really small space with a lot of tables and people and there was literally no room to get up without having an entire row of people stand to let her out. I told her multiple times to just go but being a very timid person, she decided to hold it. As the show went on she squirmed more and more in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs over and over all the while absent-mindedly continuing to sip on her third bottle of water. At some point toward the end of the show, she turned to me and said very seriously that she needed to pee once everyone started leaving. At this point she was squirming horribly and holding herself with her hand to keep from peeing in the seat. Finally the band was finished and everyone rose to start clapping, forcing her to remove her hand from her crotch. After a few seconds of clapping she suddenly buckled at the knees with her thighs pressed together and her hand shot between her legs. I asked what was wrong and she turned bright red with her eyes closed, looking as if she was about to burst into her pants and was desperately trying to regain control. She also started to complain that her foot was hurting, but neither of us thought anything of it. The audience clapped for awhile and then the lead singer spoke for what must have felt like forever for her. At this point she was rubbing her thighs together with the most desperation I have ever seen in real life and starting to sound like she might cry. Finally people started to move out but once we stood up, Claire yelled a little. Her foot was actually hurt. To this day I'm not positive why, I'm guessing it was her shoes, but in the time we were seated at the show her foot became super swollen and she couldn't even put weight on it. So now we were walking out in the slowest crowd ever, Claire struggling not to piss herself and limping something terrible. We finally arrived at the bathroom but there was one for the entire venue and of course it was full and with a line out the door. Claire doubled over again and started rubbing her crotch, starting to shake from how close she was to exploding. There was an Indian place across the street that we had eaten at just before the show and she said she could pee there, so we left. It takes forever to get down the stairs and out of the actual venue but finally we are on the street. Claire starts hobbling as fast as she can toward the Indian place which appeared to still be open. We arrived at the door and just as she grabbed the handle I think she suffered the feeling we all know when you need to pee and just as you get your keys out to open your front door, your bladder gets ahead of itself and starts to just let it out. She also found when she pulled that the door was locked. She was buckled at the knees again with one hand on the door handle and one hand between her legs, shaking violently and starting to cry. Claire was not the type of person who would be able to wet herself and laugh it off. Finally, frustrated and having gained back some control over her bladder, she says she just wants to go back to the car and drive home. But her foot's really swollen and she's limping and holding her crotch with her hand desperately, even though people were all around. She was half crying the whole way, saying that she couldn't pee herself here, she couldn't pee herself in front of all these people. We were almost to the car when she doubled over with both hands between her legs, bouncing up and down desperately and full-on crying now. She started to say over and over "it's coming out, oh god it's coming out, oh god" and I told her to just pee in the bushes nearby. Finally she was desperate enough to take my advice. We were still in a populated area right next to a parking lot and could see maybe 10 people from where we were but nobody could see her crouched behind the bushes. She started to take her pants off but fumbled with the button and her bladder started to just let go. She buckled at the knees again, still crying and rubbing her crotch hard with her hand now. Her face was bright red and I knew she was humiliated by me seeing this. She finally got her pants unbuttoned and used her free hand to pull them down as far as she could but couldn't take her other hand off her crotch without exploding. She was rubbing her crotch furiously, obviously seconds away from losing it, whimpering and crying and bending at the knees. She started saying "please no, please no, please no" over and over again, getting increasingly desperate and crying more, until finally it just started coming out. Panic filled her face and she desperate tried to pull her pants down as fast as possible but once she removed her hand from her crotch it just started gushing out. She had soaked her pants and was now crying and soaking her legs and shoes. She crouched down, trying to not pee on her pants more, crying as she just kept peeing and peeing. The gushing slowed down and we both thought it'd be over soon but then she just kept peeing. We started to hear voices approaching us and she said "oh god, please no, please no" but the pee just kept coming out. I could see the people approaching close enough to be able to see her and told her. She started crying again and repeated "I can't stop it, I can't stop it" and then it was too late. A group of five people passed by us and, to her horror, were getting in a car facing us less than 5 feet away. She continued to pee and pee for what seemed like an impossible amount of time while the people got into their car and then drove away. Finally, she stopped peeing.
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  14. I'm into the idea of being "repotty trained"... As in, having a little training potty, being reminded to go, needing to sit on the potty every hour to see if anything comes out, being put back in pullups/diapers for having an accident. (And of course, having LOTS of accidents.) Was wondering if anyone else is into this? I know it's kinda AB/DL territory but I'm not into other "baby" stuff lol.
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  15. My attempt to contribute...This one is quite old, and unfortunately I have dropped accidentally bleach on those pants, ruining it totally :'(
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  16. Shota dressed as loli?
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  17. Why not claim that Natsumi forced you? Then say if she finds out you told Isabel, she will hurt/kill you. So, Isabel doesn't think it's your fault, and she won't tell Natsumi what you said.
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  18. I'm in agreement with the ones who call Natsumi a sore loser. However, this entire fiasco could have been some kind of Jedi Mind-f**kery trick. Natsumi is a very honor-bound samurai-esque fighter, is she not? If she is, why would she be asking us to commit and honorless act like forcing someone else to pee on the floor just because they lost in a fair fight to them? I vote we ditch the whole charade, come clean and then apologise to Isabel for the shame we have caused her. I'd rather gain a honorless enemy, who as rightly pointed out may try and do the same thing to us later, than hurt someone who has shown us nothing but kindness so far. In addition, I don't like the idea of having to do something else to be trained, when Isabel offered to give us a few pointers completely free of charge, like a good teacher should. Best case scenario, it was a test to see how honorable we are and both Natsumi and Isabel will aid us. Worst case is we make a sore-loser of a melee enemy who we could easily cut down with Isabel's training.
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  19. Maybe I bought a different variant, but I know for a fact it was the same brand, and the same thing, but in a different packaging. I dunno :1
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  21. Confessions

    My confession is that I was once almost everything I wanted to be, but allowed myself to be changed. For that, I feel a sense of failure, and trapped in a life I no longer enjoy and feel powerless to change. What happened? I met a girl. Was never much good with girls at school, and didn't have much confidence. I had many dreams, but I knew they were all unrealistic. I wanted to compete in the sport I love. I wanted a hot girl. And oh yes, a girl who liked omo! But let's be realistic here. No girls like omo, no girls like me, and what are the chances I'll be any good at that sport? Self belief was non existent. Then yes, I met a girl. In my late teens I met a stunner, and, she liked me. Fuck, this is amazing! One of the three dreams I s better than none of the three, I want to be with this girl forever. I really did & I really do. Sign me up! I asked about omo of course, and she tried but was never comfortable with it. But that was never realistic was it? No girl will like to piss herself! So I still wanted to be with her. Years passed & the uplift in my confidence did great things for my life. I took up that sport I love. I was good at it to, competing with the best in the world, against my heroes. I learned that real girls do like omo!! Even if I never got to experience it first hand, as I was still with my girl, but with her and my sporting success, I was becoming the person I had dreamed of being. But there was a snag. That sport I love, is dangerous. Very dangerous. And my girl was not a fan. Under pressure from her I made promises to quit, promises I regretted, but they were made. At 29, I quit my dream life, for my girl. And she still doesn't like omo! Now? We're married and we have a beautiful little girl who I adore. But the everyday life I have now can never compare to what I was before. I gave that up for a life I get no enjoyment from. I go to work to pay the bills, to fulfill my responsibilities, but I hate my job. Since becoming parents, our sex life has virtually ended (only sexual activity is intercourse twice in 18 months since she got pregnant). Whenever I try to instigate any form of intimacy, it feels like and is perceived as an attempt to initiate sex, which is usually shut down pretty quickly. I am jealous of my friends, who continue with their sporting successes, with their wives who support their dreams. On that backdrop, I dream of leaving. I dream of being my old self. I dream of finding a girl who's into omo! Yet I can't leave, because despite all the above, I love her. And so many people would swap what they have for what I have in a heartbeat. But yet it just isn't me. Perhaps that's just the price I pay for true love. So my confession? I was weak. When I should have said "No. This is who I am, this is the life for me", I defaulted back to the young me, who would do anything for this girl, and who would never break a promise. The result is a life I should be grateful for, yet feel mostly bitterness and lonely with.
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  22. Hope this fits what you are looking for. Nudity. Huge bulging bladder.mp4
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  23. Seems like it's true. You just awkwardly stood there which is probably like what most people would have done. :P There's a fun amount of "fantasy" in our "fantasies". in fantasy land, it'd probably be hot to pee our own pants or make them wait longer, but hey - reality like this can be pretty hot too because it's real. :) Sounds like you have a great bunch of friends when they're drinking though. That's always awesome. :P
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  24. Its nice knowing that I'm not the only one that enjoys wetting my new jeans. I think I've wet everything I own at least once. I look at it as giving them a trial wetting for future use !
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  25. I have the entire list (including all of the pictures) saved on an external hard drive. It would just be a matter of copying and pasting all of it.
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  26. I have been in your situation too, and it hurts to know somebody is rejecting you for something you can't control. Maybe it will work out for the better in the long run. There are guys out there that are way more tolerant to something as simple as wetting your bed. It happens and can happen to anyone once in a while. Its only wet sheets which can be sorted really easily. Having a good relationship is taking the good with the bad, I hope you find someone that is a little more less shallow and loves you wet beds and all. Good luck
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  27. Okay I have a confession. It's not that huge but it kinda is. It's something I'm having issues with. I'm a guy but, depending on what it is, I like girl's clothes. Particularly underwear and skirts. They are just very comfortable to me. And in addition to that, girl's clothes just look better. If you look at a men's department you'll see beige, white, black, gray, and other lame colours. The only nice colours you get are in sportswear. I'm not saying I want to wear pink but I'd like better designs and colour schemes. I mean seriously, for a while there were theses shirts at Khols that would CHANGE COLOUR based on temperature! Sadly they went form colour to white from body heat but that's not the point. The point is that girl's clothes are just better in my opinion. I mean sure I'd wear a kilt in a heartbeat, in fact I'm of Scottish decent, not that that matters but still, but my family, society, and most importantly my fiance wouldn't be too happy about it. I once suggested that I could do a crossplay at an anime convention out of state but she said she didn't want me to despite my friends (they came with us) were okay with it. She said "I wouldn't want to be seen with you" and I get it. I really do. But it kinda hurts because by telling her it REALLY put me out on the line but she is warming up to it very slowly so I don't talk about it with her anymore. I'd like to but I'd rather keep our relationship strong than to get in fights about things I like.
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  28. Friday- I saw Bella from my bedroom window, so I went outside to introduce myself. Expect she already knew who I was. She gave a wave and said, “Hey, Rachel, it’s been a while, I haven’t seen you in, like, forever! How are you?” I was floored. I swear I had no idea who this person was. Forever is right, I thought to myself. I decided to play along, and agreed with her. “Yeah, it’s, uh, been a while.” I said, figuring I looked every bit as awkward as I felt. I never was good with small talk. Or regular talk. Or any kind of talk outside of a keyboard. Bella, however, seemed to thrive on it. Getting information out of her was going to be easier than I thought. She told me all about how much she loved college. She joined a sorority, (She told me the name, but it went right over my head.) And she told me all about the pledging and Greek life. I smiled and nodded politely, it’s pretty much all I can contribute to conversations with strangers. She asked me what college I was going to, and I admitted I still wasn’t done with high school. I got behind in my sophomore year when everything started. “How’s the baby?” She asked. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. I shook my head. She obviously had me confused with someone else. Me? Have a baby? I have NO experience with men. I let out a nervous laugh and said, “Uh, I don’t think that was me.” “Maybe it was Lizzy that was pregnant. I can’t remember.” She said. “Must be.” I said. There was pause in conversation as I tried to figure out how to phrase it. “Do you remember that cornfield maze off the highway?” “Oh, yeah, I loved that place. A group of us from high school used to sneak in at night and get wasted. They still doing that?” She asked. I shrugged. I hate the taste of beer; I don’t understand how anyone can drink so much of it they get drunk. “Do you remember anything… unusual happening?” I pried. Her smile faltered. Her stance became uncomfortable. I may not be good at talking, but I’m pretty good at picking up body language. She seemed uncomfortable with the topic. “Not… really.” “I found an old cell phone in the field. There was a video on it and you were in it. Do you remember?” I could see her fidgeting. Judy came out and waved at us from her front porch. “You saw my mom in the video.” “I have to go; I’m sorry.” I watched as she headed up the driveway and back inside the house. She was hiding something, and I was going to get to the bottom of it. She spent the rest of the day avoiding me. Every time she came outside to vape, I did my best to get a straight answer. Each time she told me she either had to make a phone call and couldn’t talk, or she didn’t remember that night. I doubted her answer. Witnessing a murder wasn’t something you just forgot. Had my dad gotten to her too? Maybe it’s me being paranoid, but once when I walked outside to take the trash out—and maybe sort of eavesdrop on her phone conversation—I could have sworn she said, “She’s asking questions.” By the time the afternoon came around I had made four attempts to pry information from her, each one failing worse than the last. Maybe I should try talking about something else. She seemed to enjoy talking about school. When I approached the fifth time, she motioned to head back inside, but I stopped her. I told her my school counselor was on me to finish high school and pick out a college—which wasn’t a lie. I asked her what applying for college was like. She seemed to lighten up at this. She walked me through the daunting process, which seemed absolutely appalling to me. “How am I supposed to pay for it though?” I asked. While we didn’t live in the ghetto or projects, it certainly wasn’t a ritzy high-class area. I certainly couldn’t afford tuition for a place like UC Davis like Bella had managed. I was surprised since her parents weren’t that well off either. “You can get student loans, although the thought of living in debt doesn’t appeal to me. I got a scholarship, if it wasn’t for that I don’t know what I’d do.” “So they pay for your school? What’s the catch?” I asked. She paused to take a puff of her cinnamon scented vape before answering. “Pretty much, just gotta keep my grades up, do a certain number of community service hours, stay out of legal trouble. Stuff like that. Hey, I got to go, but if you have any more questions about school, hit me up.” She said, before heading back in the house. I messed around on the computer for the rest of the day before I decided to lie down for a bit. I was still feeling off. As soon as my head hit the pillow my mind began to race with the possibilities of what was going on, but right when I was about to fall asleep my phone rang. I reached into my vibrating pocket and answered with a groggy, “hello.” The man on the other line introduced himself as Detective Fuller and he was returning my call while Detective Gonzales was on vacation. I sat up in my bed and listened intently. He asked me if I had seen the news. I hadn’t. I ran to the living room and turned on the TV before flipping to the news. The Breaking News headline grabbed my attention. Two bodies had been discovered in the field today; a man and a woman along with a gun. “What happened?” I asked in shock. “How?” “I came across the video you sent in; it was enough to get a search warrant. I’d like to ask you to come down for questioning today, if that’s all right.” “Y-yes.” I stuttered out. “I’ll come down right away.” I hung up the phone as I watched the segment. I heard my dad come in and stand next to me. He stood as still as a statue as I heard his breath hitch. Once the clip was over, he turned to look at me with tears in his eyes. “I’m sorry,” I said, dropping my head. “I had to.” His voice came out barely above a whisper. “Rachel, what have you done?” “You killed my mother; your own wife!” He looked at me, eyes wide with fright, “Don’t you remember?” “Remember what?” “What they did to you! Rachel, don’t you remember the pregnancy?” I stepped back. “N-no, that’s not possible! I was never pregnant! There’s no baby!” “You miscarried.” His voice was slow and drawn out as if talking to a child…or a crazy person. “You asked me earlier if you had ever been in the hospital. You were. Three years ago. For sexual assault. What kind of mother takes the word of her boyfriend over her daughter?” I wanted to deny it, but his words began to unlock memories deep in the recesses of my mind. I remembered the cold stirrups underneath my legs, I remembered staring up at the grey ceiling wishing the invasive testing would be over. They gave me a morning after pill, but it was too late. It wasn’t the first time he had done this to me. I backed away as more and more memories began to flood in. The night terrors I’ve been having. They weren’t just dreams; they were memories. The pain and blood I had imagined. It was from the miscarriage. I came home from school sick that day. I walked in on mom and her boyfriend. She told me he was just a friend from work and I believed her. I was such a naïve fourteen year old. I told them I wasn’t feeling well and went to go lay down in my room. I woke up several hours later to find him there, standing over my bed looking down at me. He gripped his hand tight around my ankle and pulled me down the bed. I was too scared to scream. He got on top of the bed as it sunk under his weight and pinned my wrists above my head. Why couldn’t I scream? Where was my mother? She would surely come and save me. She didn’t. It was the first of several attacks. Tears streamed down my face. “You did it to protect me?” I said. How could I have forgotten all of this? He shook his head. “Rachel, I didn’t kill your mother. You did.” ~ I sat on the couch as Detective Mario Gonzales, Bella, and my father stood around me. “I-I couldn’t of! The video, it clearly showed a man!” I said. Everyone looked away awkwardly. Mario finally spoke, “What exactly do you think happened in that video?” I told them my version of events. My father and Mario exchanged glances. “Bella, why don’t you tell her what you saw that night.” I looked to the blond girl in front of me afraid of what I’d hear. “I saw a masked person come out of the clearing that night, but, it wasn’t a man speaking, it was a female. I couldn’t see who it was, but it was definitely a female.” “N-no!” I stuttered! This couldn’t be happening! “I heard my mom talking about not leaving me on the video! I heard a mans’ voice! I heard her say ‘I know it’s you, Tom.” Mario sighed and took his cell phone out of his pocket. “I didn’t want to show you this, but I think you need to see it.” I watched on the screen as the two girls giggled and pointed the camera at the couple in the cornfield. I heard my mom talking, but it wasn’t about not leaving me. It was about not leaving her job. Shots were fired; Richard went down. And then I heard the voice… my voice. My mom picked up the phone and ran. She pointed the camera at her face and said, “I love you, Richard.” I love you, Richard, not I love you, Rachel. I choked out a sob as I looked up at them. Tears fell from my face. I turned it off, I couldn’t watch anymore. “How is this possible?” Mario took his phone back. “You haven’t been in a good place, Rachel. Are you aware of what a delusion is?” My father got down on his knees and took my hands in his. “I don’t blame you for what happened, Rachel, what they did to you was awful. You couldn’t handle that your own mother would do that to you. Along with the stress of the assault and the miscarriage, it was too much. You called me that night, and Mario and myself helped you bury the bodies. We parked her car at the school, the one you had been hiding in to get there. We took Richard’s car to the junkyard and had it destroyed.” “They gave me and Lizzy the scholarship to keep quiet.” Bella said softly. “You were all trying to protect me.” I said horrified. “I’m going to take the fall.” My dad said. “No, you can’t!” I said. The guilt of accusing my father began to gnaw at me. “I killed them, you can’t turn yourself in!” “It won’t do her any good. Her prints are all over the gun. As soon as they run it, they’ll come for her. We wore gloves that night.” Mario said. “Her only hope is an insanity plea.” “I can’t send my daughter to prison!” He said. His eyes were wet with tears. “If she signs a confession, she won’t go to prison. She can enter an insanity plea; she’ll go to a hospital. You saw her that night, it wasn’t Rachel.” “I can’t do that to my daughter!” My dad said. “There’s got to be another way!” “Didn’t you just tell me you took her to the hospital for self inflicted injuries?” Mario asked. His words pounded in my head. It was true. I had done that to myself. I was a danger to myself and others. They were both putting their jobs on the line to save me. I was so numb with shock I didn’t care anymore. “I’ll do it.” I said. “I’ll sign it.” They both looked at me for a solid minute. “Are you sure, Rachel? Is this really what you want to do?” My dad asked. I nodded my head as Mario took a piece of paper and a pen and handed it to me. I, Rachel Marie Brooks, killed my mother, Staycee Brooks and her boyfriend, Richard Chancler in a fit of insanity. I signed, dated it, and slid the piece of paper over. ~
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  29. Diapers shipped early, apparently. Awesome. Will be getting some field testing done soon :)
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  30. *** Note: This didn't happen yesterday, I found this on my computer from a while back ad apparently forgot to post it, silly me, I hope you enjoy *** This isn't one of my mega-lengthy experience, but I wanted to share with you all something that happened this afternoon. I have been trying to lose a little weight and work out, it seems to be that time of the year, and I decided to expand my usual jogging workout routine to include some more active content, and decided to do some stair running and burpees. I felt a little like I was going out to meet my hardcore boot camp drill instructor when I dressed, even though I was only going out on my own. I hydrated, drinking a whole glass of water, and then dress. I wore a tight pair of black lycra panties, and because I was planning on pushing myself, I slipped in a Poise pad (Light Absorbency, Ultra Thin, the ones in the soft purple fabric packs). I haven't had too many issues with my bladder lately, but I do sometime experience stress leaks when I push myself hard, and today I wanted to push myself hard. I pulled on top of these a pair of black lightweight jogging shorts, and on my feet some knee high black socks. I didn't feel like wearing sweat pants, but still wanted to be warm, cause you know it's damn chilly out. On top I had on a grey sports bra, with a tank top over that, and on top, a red long sleep running shirt (one of the sort of wick the sweat away shirts I don't know what the material is). I pulled on a toque and grabbed my watch to time myself and my headphones and phone to rock out to some serious 80s work out music while I was working out. I also grabbed one of those water bottles with the handle in the (so you can grip it while running). This equipped I bid the hubby adieu and went for a good job. It was a little drizzly out but otherwise not too bad, and I warmed up quickly. I put in about 30 minutes of jogging and ended up at a set of stairs I have previously used for this purpose. After catching my breath and fiddling with my phone, I ran stairs for 8 minutes. I took a break, finished my water (which I left at the bottom of the stairs while I was running them), and got ready to do another round of 8 minutes of stairs. At this stage my bladder felt a little full, about 5 five, but I didn't worry as I was planning on running only a few more stairs and then it was home. I forgot about my bladder and hit the stairs once more. I was hurting at this point as I've been a bit of a blob over the holiday (see my posts on holding and paying with pee and stuff for like 10 hours at a time), and I was really sucking air as I hit the top of the stairs at the 4 minute mark. I kept going, concentrating on getting my feet on each step and was down and then up one more time. I paused at the top to take in the view for a second. Feeling triumphant and buoyed on by the pumping tunes I hurried down hard and abandoning reason jumped the last 5 or so steps to land, legs slightly apart, knees bent, at the bottom of the stairs. As I did so I felt a whoosh and a flood of wetness in my panties. The shock of landing had caused my bladder to void a considerable amount of pee. I immediately looked around to see if anyone had noticed, and there were few people around. While I'd been running the stairs I had only encountered a couple of people, which was fortunate. I then inspected the damage. The pad, which despite being one called light absorbency, is still a Poise pad and caught most of the pee, but I did feel a little bit on the inside of my right thigh. I felt my shorts and the only damp there was from my sweat. I still have another minute of work out, so despite the now slightly swollen wet pad between my legs I did another few minutes of stairs and then stopped. I felt a little uncomfortable as the wet pad was rubbing a little on the side of my leg, my running and sweat must have caused it shift a little or something. I was now faced with a dilemma, I didn't want a rash, but there was nowhere to change nearby. And I wasn't going to pull my pants down and take a wet pad out of my panties in the open. And yes I could have found some bushes or trees nearby, but I didn't want to, I was feeling a little naughty (as my heart rate had risen and my face blushed considerably at the time of my accident. I therefore decided to have a little fun on the way home, and further decided that I would walk home to avoid chaffing and because I was super tired at this point anyhow. Stairs totally wreck my legs. It was about a 15 minute walk home from where I was jogging, maybe a little less, but walking that was about 25 minutes, depending on how fast you walked. And the walk goes past houses, and a couple of pubs and shops and is quite nice, especially if you go along the river, which isn't really out of the way. So picking up my water bottle and texting my husband to let him know I was going to be later than I expected, I set about walking. Did I mention that I was having naughty thoughts. I quickly worked out a plan for some wetting fun, and set about putting it into action. I was still about a 5 on the desperation scale, but I pretended that it was more like an 8, and set about walking quickly home. Pretending you are desperate isn't too hard if you are standing still and holding yourself and wiggling on a crowded train car, but the difference between a desperate person and a person walking quickly to get home is actually not very significant (unless you are holding yourself, which I was not doing at this stage). So wanting to make things a little more interesting, I popped into the first pub along the way, which wasn't too far away, and asked for them to fill my water bottle. The guy at the bar probably would have said no unless I hadn't flashed him a winning smile (being a girl doesn't hurt in these situations). I thanked him and headed on my way. I quickly downed my water bottle as I was pretty thirsty. I walked some more, letting the water work its way through my system for the next 10 minutes. I kept myself entertained by trying to do subtle things that would make me appear desperate (hand creeping towards my crotch, wiggling and doing a pee pee dance on the street corner while waiting to cross, things like that). After 10 minutes I was legitimately at about a 6 and possibly a 7, and certainly feeling the need to pee. I decided to look for the next store and pretend to need the loo desperately. I would have visited a pub, but this would have been too easy, as with most pubs, you can simply walk in and use the loo and no one would mind. I didn't spot anything for a couple of blocks but up around the corner was an Asda, and so I decided to try there. Mustering up my courage and trying to psych my level of desperation up from a 7 to a 9, I headed in to the store. It wasn't one of those big box shops (which have public washrooms), but rather a little corner store variety Asda. I entered and did a quick lap, walking quickly and looking around for a washroom. There were of course no public washroom, and so I headed to the cashier. I almost lost my nerve at this point as there was a line, but I was feeling the exhibitionistic rush and decided to stick it out. I got in line behind an elderly gentleman and a young 'hoodie.' At the cash, a middle-ages woman was buying some cigarettes with her purchase and taking a while. I stood, and did my best impression of someone desperate to pee and waiting to ask the cashier to use theirs. I started small, crossed my legs and wiggled a little. The lady was still selecting her cigarettes. I crossed and then uncrossed my legs, and looked around nervously. The people in the line and a couple other customers in the shop were completely ignoring me, as people tend to do to one another in the UK. I uncrossed my legs and did a little pee pee dance, shifting my weight from one leg to the next and bobbing up and down. I tried to be both subtle while at the same time making sure I wasn't too subtle. The middle-aged woman paid and headed out, passing a sideways glance at me as she did. I blushed and almost immediately stopped my pee pee dance, and stood normally for a while. I quickly realized what I was doing and continued the game. I crossed my legs and held my water bottle at waist level. My hand slowly strayed to between my legs behind the cover of the water bottle, but I didn't hold myself. I was totally wrapped up in my own world and I had no idea what the elderly gentleman was buying, though he had quite a basket of things. I went back to my pee pee dance and looked up to see the young hoodie (I just love this term, it just means like young teenage boy, but like a sort of punk type, a very British term), in front of me looking at me staring. I blushed and my heart rate went right up. Adrenaline was now pumping through my legs, and since I wasn't actually all that desperate, this was a rare occasion when I could appreciate what was going on around me while I was doing my desperate pee pee dance, as usually I tend to not absorb what's going on around me very well when I'm totally bursting. I felt a little sexy rubbing my legs together with my knee high socks. The boy was looking at me, overtly starting, as I did a more frantic pee pee dance. I daren't hold myself with him looking, but a naughty part of me wanted to. I decided to give him a pleading look, to see if he might let me go ahead of him, and tried, staring back at him. He quickly looked away and headed to the cashier as the older gentleman was done and walking out (without a glance in my direction). The young man was at the cash but the cashier looked past him to me. Apparently some sort of age or gender discrimination was working in my favour, as the cashier, who was a 40 something east Indian gentlemen looked at me, and asked, very clearly: "Can I help to miss?" The hoodie and I were both taken aback, but the young man seemed to take it in stride, it was apparently very clear that I was going to ask to use a washroom, as I did not have any purchases with me. I was suddenly shy and my mouth was dry, and I suppose I paused too long, as the cashier asked again. "Can I help you with anything?" Blushing (which was the whole point of this adventure), I replied "Can I use your loo please?" Apologetically he replied, "I'm sorry, we don't have one for customers, why don't you try the pub down the street" and he pointed down the street in the direction of my home. Of course I knew there was a washroom at the pub, and so there wasn't much I could do at this stage. I thought, for a second, about begging to use the employee washroom, but I knew how close the washroom in the pub was (like half a block) and I could feel the eyes of the cashier and young man on me. So I decided to make the best of it, and thanked the cashier. Continuing the charade of being desperate, the second I had thanked him I grabbed myself between the legs with one hand (this time with both of them watching), and took off, running again down the street towards the pub. I should say that I was not so much running fully, as hobbling along with a hand between my legs. After a few meters from the Asda entrance I let my hand go and kept my hurried pace up to the pub. Halfway there I looked behind me and I saw the hoodie walking down the same sidewalk in the same direction. Now I had to go into the pub with him watching, and so I did. It was one of those larger Greenking pubs and I simply walked in and, still feigning desperation, this time with my hand back between my legs, I spotted the washroom and hurried in. My heart was pounding, partly from the fast walk and partly from the rush of asking for a washroom in front of strangers. I was a little disappointed because part of me really wished I had been desperate. the washroom was empty and had three stalls. I picked the one furthest from the door and went in. I quickly decided to elaborate on my plan, as this was as far as I'd thought out. I sat there and peed into the toilet. What's so special about this you might ask, so as to warrant my sharing it with you all? Well, I'll tell you :) I didn't pull down my panties or shorts. I just peed right there into the toilet through my panties. I could feel and hear the pee hissing out of me. The pad absorbed quite a bit but the pee ran down between my labia and out my bum, and up the pad to spill out along the seams between my legs in the front. Because I'd not had a tonne of water, my pee was dark yellow and it made little beads as it poured out. I saw a dark patch spread across the crotch of my shorts, though most of it went onto my bum. The fabric of my shorts is such that it didn't give too much away. When I was done I used toilet paper to dry my shorts as best I could, I didn't pull them down or do anything about my panties. I did push on my panties and I could feel that the pad was soaked and at full capacity. I decided to leave it on and my heart racing, I composed myself as best I could and walked out. I didn't wash my hands, or do anything else, I just walked out and hurried home. I didn't see the young man on the street but I felt invisible eyes watching me as I hurriedly walked the last 5 minutes home. After greeting my hubby I hurried into the washroom and showered. I snapped a shot of my panties for you all as well. Hope you enjoyed my experience, it's as bold as I've been in a while.
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  31. I'm lucky to be a nighthawk who has a tiny forest near and a playground in middle of it, because I love walking at night when there is no people and I also love playgrounds. I rarely have time to actually relax, I'm always fussing and stressing and doing all kind of stuff and my moods are like anime boobs; they jump around irrationally and no one understands them. (Sentence stolen from twitter) Today has been exceptional to that, I've been feeling good and and I have been calm all day. No any weird emotion spikes in one direction or another. It wasn't too dark, so I decided to leave for a short walk into the woods. I was wearing a diaper and dark grey, tight jeans and my favorite shoes that I call Little My-shoes, because they kinda look like those which she is wearing. I already had a need to go, but I wasn't desperate and it wasn't even my purpose this time. I wanted after a long time to try how it feels to wet without desperation, with peaceful mind and surroundings. A cool breeze caught my hair when I stepped out of the door. I dragged my hood to cover my ears and face, lit a cigarette and headed into the green harmony. I walked along the trail and saw a large rock. I climbed onto it, but I was too scared to stand so I sat down. I watched the darkening sky and clouds that floated past. I tried to blow smoke circles. There was this tiny spike of excitement in my stomach because I'm loosely afraid of heights. The rock wasn't even terribly high, but this tiny feeling of thrill made my bladder to try to release its contents. How good it would have felt to just let go, right there, in a tiny breeze, on a rock. I said no to my desires and jumped off the rock and kept going towards the playground. I don't know why these places are made for children only. When was last time you have been swinging? Do you remember how good it feels to slowly go forth and back and let your mind be free of all stress? Then swing faster and faster, feel the wind dancing on your face. The feeling in your stomach when the swing goes higher and comes back down. It feels really good. That was when I did it. I slowly released myself as I was flying towards the sky. The cold breeze on my skin and the slowly growing warmth in my diaper. It was perfect.
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  32. Having your "customers" be subjected to a physical test to prove their desperation and being turned away if they do not pass sounds like an extremely good way to get sued. In the United States, at least, the law states that when in the bathroom you have a reasonable expectation of privacy. Collecting any data on someone in that circumstance, including data on the force of their pee stream, would be in violation of their expectation of privacy. Now you're facing possible criminal charges.
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  34. Faust is on a roll lately, it seems! For, thanks to the myriad of questions Faust and his characters have been answering...Faust has been inspired lately. And, as such..Faust has another fic for you all, so soon! Faust has Jeffery Mewtamer to thank for this idea, having asked a question to Yuno/Faust about catgirl Maid Yuno....And, well..it's grown into this! Faust apologizes if it's not everyone's proverbial cup of tea, but Faust hopes those that like this kind of thing can enjoy it. ^_^ This story has a touch of pet-play in it...So, if that's something you do not like, Faust would advise you to read something else. And, last little bit of note.... This fic isn't fitting into the regular canon. So, don't worry about it too much. ^^ Faust just wants you to be able to enjoy it for what it is. A lewd, little story. [Fic 2: A Puuuurrrrfectly good afternoon] "And...with that, I attack you for the win." Faust's voice called triumphantly, leaning back in his chair. "Ohhh no..." a familiar pinkette called, in mock anguish. "Yuno has been..defeated...!" "G..Good job, Faust." the petite silverette called, bowing her head. "You really pulled through in the end." "Ah Hell, He only won, cause you all ganged up on me." a much more brash, older voice called. "If you didn't, I'd have wrecked his sorry butt." "Sorry Penny, but you were the common enemy." Faust remarked, waving a hand. "So, me, Youmu, and Yuno had to take you out first." "Suuuure." the supernatural hunter mused, letting out a small scoff. "Well, s'not too big a problem. A deal's a deal. I'm a woman of my word, after all." "Good to hear." Faust remarked, with a sly smile. "So, as per the terms of our arrangement...." "Faust gets to do whatever he wants." Yuno piped in, with an equally pleased grin. "To Yuno, Konpaku, and Penny. For the rest...of the day." "A..anything..?" Youmu stammered slightly, flushing deeply. "W..wait...I thought.." "A-Yup." Penny remarked, with a twirl of her finger. "If you'd have let me take him down, you wouldn't be under command of his likely hormonal mind. Hope ya like being subject to his naughty.." "I already have my idea in mind." Faust remarked, starting up from his chair. "Well, I suppose we're right fucked now." Penny replied, with a wave of her hand. There was a bright flush, coupled with a squeak from the others. "W..wait, is it too late to back ou-" "Oh, don't worry. I wouldn't abuse my power THAT much." Faust remarked, opening a closet door. "No, no...My desire is a relatively simple one." "Oh?" Penny's voice called with a raised eyebrow, glancing. "What's the trouble then? What are you subjecting us to?" "Oh, it's simple, really." Faust mused, pulling out several outfits, and a few headbands, with some pointed ears. "I've never had any Pets....And, I've always wanted to have some maids." "Ohhhh..." Penny mused, stepping up from her seat. "So, you want us to be your personal cat-maids?" "More or less." Faust mused, with a grin. "Doing as I say, and all that...For the rest of the day." A finger lightly bopped Faust's nose, the woman moving to grab one of the outfits. "Till midnight tonight." she assured, starting into a room. "We'll do almost anything you command...Until then." "Ah..But it's already 6." Faust remarked, the girl snapping around. "That's..hardly any.." "Fine." the woman called, holding up her fingers. "You get three commands. Absolute. But, after those 3 are up, we're allowed to decide whether or not we want to submit to your desires." "....Fair enough." Faust remarked, turning as the other two came to his side. While Yuno was more than eager to take her outfit, Youmu was..much more reserved. "P..promise you won't be too...vulgar." Youmu whispered, the boy pausing..and giving a small smile. "I'll...try to keep it tame." Faust quietly assured, the girl nervously taking her allocated garments. Faust leaned against the wall of his building, deciding to not push his luck to watch them change. Yuno was fine with the idea, but Penny seemed ready to sock him, and Youmu... He had a bit of trouble being a bit stern with her. "Faust, Yuno's finished!" the pinkette called, stepping out after a few minutes. A perfectly form fitting maid dress covered her body, white stockings trailing up to the ends of her knees, and bright pink cat ears topped her long hair. "How does Yuno look~?" "Marvelous." Faust complimented, the girl beaming. "H..how about me?" Youmu's voice called out soon after, stepping out. Her outfit held to her nicely as well, the same stockings coming up to her thighs compared to Yuno's....and Silver ears matched her hair. "You're a very cute kitty too." Faust assured, prompting a blush from the girl. "Alright, alright." Penny's voice called, stepping out with a maid dress as well, red ears topping her head. "I put on the outfit. Now make your commands, 'Master.'" "Penny, you.." Faust started, the girl flipping her dress in the back. "What? You never said I couldn't wear my pants underneath the dress." she remarked, wiggling. "You can consider me a tomcat, if it makes you feel any better. Unless you want to use one of those commands, of course.." "No..No, it's fine." Faust replied, keeping up a cool expression. "I've already oot my three commands in mind, so I can't be wasting one making you take off your pants." "Alright then." Penny replied, waving her hand. "Then lay em on us, Lover-boy." "Okay." Faust called, taking a deep breath...and putting on a stern, confident grin. "Command 1. You are both my maids, and cats. So, you have to make a meowing sound in every sentence...Or, I get to give your rump a sharp smack." "Lewd." Yuno mused with a small flush, the boy striding over and Smacking her bottom. "Nyaaaaa..!!!" "Command 2...I can't have my Maid-pets suffering from dehydration." Faust called, showing a bit of concern...even as his smile just screamed ulterior motives. "So, when I tell you to drink, You have to do it. Understand?" "U..understood....Nya." Youmu lightly whimpered, already crossing her legs a bit. The idea of having to drink consistently made her nervous...But when Faust held up the third finger, she quickly straightened herself up to appear proper. "And Command 3." Faust remarked, the mask of seriousness giving way to barely contained lechery. "As you are my pets, you are my maids. And my maids have to have some semblance of Dignity. So, none of you are allowed to pee....Unless I give you permission. Otherwise, I can punish you." "Ohhh..You cheeky punk." Penny snapped, putting the pieces together. A firm Suh-Mack against her bottom provoked barely a shift from her, as she stuck her rump out. "Thank myew, may I have another?" "I have a feeling that'll be something that happens often today." Faust quipped, watching Penny stick her tongue out at him. "Maayyybe, Nya." the supernatural hunter mused, starting around the house. "So, what do myew want us to do?" "Yes, Myaster." Yuno purred, leaning over to lightly nuzzle her. "What do you want us to do, nyaaa~?" "Well, for starters..." Faust remarked, clearly enjoying the attention. "You're all looking rather thirsty, after such a long game. So...Drink." "O..o..okay." Youmu's voice squeaked out softly, the boy's hand raising up...and lightly bopping her rump. "E..Eep..! I..I myean...Okay, Myaaaster." Glasses of water were summarily filled and passed around, all three of the girls downing them obediently. Faust could already see the growing desperation on Youmu's face, giving a guilty smile. "Alright...Now.." Faust remarked, gesturing a bit. "I think we could do with getting some..work done, my pet-maids." "Sounds purrrfect." Yuno mused, twirling a bit as she started around. "Yuno will get myaaaster's laundry." "I'll Wyaaash the dishes." Penny quickly claimed, grinning at her younger sister. "Th..Then.." Youmu started, trying to think. "I'll...I mean..Myaaa-I will...Umm.." "You could sit on the couch.." Faust started, raising a hand. "And let me..work on some stress relief, via petting my...pet." Youmu flushed bright red at the comment, but weakly nodded, starting over. "O..okay." Youmu stammered, flinching as she realized she hadn't mewled in a way...but, watched as the boy waved his hand. "Crawl." Faust remarked, lightly. "My pet." Youmu blushed brightly, before getting down on her hands and knees. She swayed her hips a bit in light need, as she slowly crawled over to the couch. Climbing up onto it, she tried to curl up on the couch. "Good Kitty." Faust remarked, patting the girl's head with a few rubs. Youmu's face burned bright crimson at the gesture, but she lightly purred, laying her head on the boy's shoulder to relax for a bit. A short time later though, she wasn't able to relax any more. She squirmed against the boy, softly biting her lip as her body's urges mounted. No matter how hard she tried to keep still, her body refused to comply....And as the minutes passed, she eventually couldn't handle it. "Ma..Myaster.." she whimpered, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "P..Please....I ne-..Myeed to pee really bad." "Oh really..?" Faust sounded, trying to keep a neutral face...Before it shifted into a sly grin. "Well..Kitties can't use a toilet..Those are for people." "B..But..Please.!" Youmu begged, feeling a hand smack against her rump a bit harder. "E..Eeep..! Nyaa..! B..But...I R..rrreeaaa-wey need to.." "Hmm..I have an idea." Faust remarked, moving over to the kitchen. "Pet-Penny." "Myyesss?" The girl called, her hands wiping a cloth over a plate. "Whatcha need, myaaaa-ster?" "I require a tupperware container." Faust stated, a vulgar grin on his face. "A big one." "Ohhh, you are a naughty one." Penny called, peering over the wall. She didn't flinch as his hand smacked her rump, merely passing him the requested dish. "Myyyind if I watch, Myaster?" "If you drink again." Faust bargained, the Supernatural hunter grinning. Faust watched her tilt her head under the sink, turn the faucet, and guzzle a swell of water that gushed from it. He could hear her gulping repeatedly, taking in far more than he expected her to...before she shut the sink off, and straightened up. "That enough, Myaster?" she called with an equally vulgar grin, Faust's eyes matching hers. "Dangerous of you.." he mused. "You know, there's still 5 more hours until midnight." "I can manage, love." the Supernatural hunter assured, nudging him. "Now..Let's go enjoy the show." Faust went to raise his hand to smack her bottom, but refrained for a change. He instead started over to the silverette, an adopted naughty grin on his face. "M..Myes..?" Youmu sounded, squeezing an eye shut. "C..Can Nya-I go pee, Master?" "Yes, you can." Faust started, before holding out the tupperware container. "But, since cats can't use the toilet..you'll have to go in the box." "W..Wha.." Youmu stammered, blushing bright red. "N..Nyo...Nyo, I couldn't..! Th.there's no way..!" A sharp smack from the red haired girl made the girl squeak, cupping her bottom. "Well, it's that or you can soak yourself." Faust replied coldly. "But, you know what happens if you pee without my permission." The silverette crossed her legs over one another, whimpering and shuddering as she squeezed herself. She bit her lip, rocking back in forth, as her eyes glanced towards the box, and then to Faust. "I..." She started, straightening her back to get her rump out of Penny's range. "I myean...I'll use the box, Ma...Myaster.." "Good answer." Faust remarked, setting the large Tupperware container on the floor. "Sadly, I don't have any litter..So, you'll need to be careful you don't flood it, pet." "N..nya.." Youmu whimpered, starting to slide her hands under her maid dress, and sliding her panties down. Pure white lace could be seen at her knees, as she positioned herself over the tupperware container. "Don't myiss." Penny teased, the girl blushing bright red. "H..H..Hush.." She snapped back reflexively, letting out a loud squeak as Faust's hand smacked her rump. "Command one." Faust reminded her, with a lewd grin. However, the girl didn't turn around to face him...a loud Psssssssshing noise starting to ring out instead. A clear, gushing stream sputtered out from under the girl's dress, quickly flowing into the container. The girl let out a tiny whimper as she emptied her petite bladder, both Penny and Faust watching as the container slowly filled up. Just before it could over flow, the girl's stream petered off. "U..Uuuu..." Youmu whimpered, her face bright red. "I...My-I'm done...Myaster.." she weakly whimpered, the boy shivering a bit. "S..So you are." he addressed, averting his gaze a bit. "G..Good kitty." "Nyaaaa..." the girl lightly sounded, curling up again in shame. Before she could get too comfortable though, Penny slid over. "Oh wow, that's a My-ew record." Penny mused, letting out a small whistle. "Your piddle pot my-ust be getting bigger." "D..d-yon't tease my-ee.." Youmu whimpered, sliding her panties back up her legs as Penny lifted it up. "Better wash this Ny-out." Penny remarked, snapping to work again. "Otherwise, kitty might not get her chance to piddle again tonight." She stuck out her rump for the sharp smack, keeping her grip on the tupperware firmly. Faust was amazed at her ability to remain proper and composed...But, another voice suddenly called out to him, demanding his focus. "Myyaaaaster! Ny-uuuno nyeeds your help!" Yuno's voice called from the laundry room, prompting him to leave the two in the living room alone. "What is it, my pet?" he called, the pinkette wiggling her rump. "My-Ew know what it is." she mewled, before suddenly pouncing on the boy, wiggling against his body. "Kitty wants to playyy." Faust's hand smacked the girl's rump at this, prompting the girl to let out a similar squeak. "I suppose I could play a bit with my pet." He addressed, with a smile. "But, Yuno'll have to drink some more if he does. Can't have her getting dehydrated." "Rrrrrrrrrrre-ight!" Yuno purred, getting off of the boy, and striding towards the kitchen. Picking up a glass from Penny's cleaning, she filled it up to the brim, and chugged it all in a rush. "Mmmm...Do myew think that's enough?" Faust watched her stand confidently, before replying with a coy grin. "One more should do it." He called, the girl obeying his recommendation immediately. Penny adopted a similar grin, as Yuno chugged down the glass. "Mmm...Myew-No must be thirsty." Penny mused, the pinkette turning to face her. "Very." Yuno replied back, feeling Penny's hand smack against her rump. She let out a small squeak, before striding back into the living room. "So, myaster..What do myew want to play with Yuno?" "Oh, nothing strenuous." Faust called, going back to his closet to pull out something else. What looked like a small fishing pole, with a string hanging from, tied to a cloth fish. "Just a bit of..light exercise." He lightly tugged on the cat toy, making the fish bounce and swing about. Yuno knelt down on the ground at this, raising her hands up to swat at it. "Myaaa..." She mused, swinging it to and fro. "Myaaa..Meww.." Faust then started to tug it farther away from her, making the girl sway to keep swatting at it. He kept jerking the fish out of range at the last moment, getting her to keep her moving about the room. He was having more than a little fun forcing the girl to chase after it, watching her wiggle her rump every so often prior to a pounce. He could feel time slipping away from them as he eventually laxxed his grip, letting the girl pounce on the fish proper for a finish. "Mmm..Good kitty." He remarked, sliding a hand over to pet at the girl's head. "You caught the fish!" "Myaaa~~~" Yuno purred, lightly bouncing it between her hands. "Does Yuno get a reward, Myaster?" "Hmmm...She has been good..." Faust started, before seeing the red haired girl striding over to them with a pair of glasses. "Mmm..How about some catnip-tea?" Penny mused, with a small grin. "Cats love their Nip, Rrrriight?" A smack to the girl's rump went unnoticed, as Yuno took the glass. "Is...it safe?" She asked, getting a smack of her own..and responding with a wiggle. "It's Fyiine." Penny assured, with a smirk. "It'll only induce a myiiild diuretic effect in you. Nothing harmful." "Oh..My-okay." Yuno replied, taking the glass and analyzing it for a few moments. She raised the drink to her lips, and started to drink it down obediently. "Mmmm..Good kitties.." Faust called, watching the two drink down their tea. He moved to lean back into his couch, the girls pacing around slightly as their drinks were polished off. While Youmu wasn't looking him in the eyes currently, the pinkette eventually started to wiggle her hips a bit more frequently, her hands dipping down. "Nyaa...Yuno Has to peeeee." she pleaded, moving over to him. "Myaster...Where can Myew-No...Wee?" Faust blushed every so slightly, before grinning. "Well, pets can't use the toilet..." he started, before grinning. "But...I think Yuno's an outside kitty." "Mmm..Myew-No isss." She lightly mewled, immediately picking up on what he had intended. "It IS getting late..So, Myew-no doesn't worry about being..seen." Faust grinned, moving over to the door and turning the knob...But then, holding up a hand. "All fours." he stated before the girl could take a step, watching her comply almost immediately..with a wince. 'It must be baaad. he thought with a vulgar smile, the pinkette swinging her hips widely as she moved over to the door. "Myaaa...Myew-no wants out." she plea-d, prompting Faust to push open the door. As he did though, the girl suddenly froze up...a flush creeping to her cheeks. "A..Ahhh..Myaaaa..!" the girl whimpered, scampering out the door as best she could. Before Faust could say anything to the contrary, he could hear a fierce,, gushing torrent starting to splish spliiiiiish on out....Noticing a wet trail following the girl's path out. "Oh my...." Faust called, in a flush. "Yuno's...Looks like kitty started weeing a bit soon.." "Myaaa.." Yuno sounded in shame, lifting her skirt in the back to show darkening, saturating panties. "Yu..Myew-No started leaking suddenly..! And..and now.." He could see the flood pouring out between her legs, pooling under her. White stockings greyed in moments, and the black fabric of the maid outfit showed several noticeable wet patches. "Ryeeee-ight." Penny mused, with a giggle. "Sorry, but I forgot to tell myew....Catnip can also relax your muscles a bit suddenly..and make myew leak before you're ready." "Nnnnnn.." the girl sounded, turning back at Faust with a slight flush. "Myew-No's sorry, Myassster." "It's fine, my pet." Faust assured, patting her head. "You'll just need to...leave those clothes for me to wash later." "Mrrrrrr.." Yuno purred, rubbing her head against Faust's hand. "Myew-no can live with that." As Faust started back into the room with the girl though, he could see the silverette kneeling down over the tupperware container again. He gave a small smirk, before starting to quietly...creep..over... "U..uuuuu.." Youmu's voice lightly squeaked, hands sliding up her skirt...and suddenly being gripped. "A..Ahhh?!" "And just what do you think you're doing, pet?" Faust mused, gripping her hands and thighs firmly. "I....My..Myai.." Youmu stammered, before a sharp PSH could be heard. "A..Ahhh..!!! F..Faust..! I..I can't..!" "Go." Faust whispered softly into the girl's ear, hearing a strangled hissing that had very little to do with an angry cat. Rivulets of clear piddle flowed down the girl's legs, saturating her thighs...and trickling down. Less than half of her bladder's contents made it into the container this time, the splish-psh-splasing of her release spraying every which way thanks to it's lace barrier. The girl shuddered, and quivered in his grip...before starting to slump back into him, her maid-outfit now soaked around the waist, and thighs. "O..Ohhh..Ohhh..I'm sorry.." Youmu apologized, face flushed deep once more. "I...All over the costume.." "S'fine." Faust assured, rubbing the girl's shoulders for a bit. "I'll wash em..." The girl's body seemed to almost buckle under the weight of her relase, gently laying her head back. Though, with her out of the way, and Yuno's own accident having just occurred...Faust had one more target. "Sooo...How's all that water treating you, Penny?" Faust called, striding over to the last, and most formidable pet of his. "Feeling fine still?" "Purrrrrfect." Penny taunted, swaying her hips. "Only have an hour more to go, and I'm free from your tyrranical command, Myassster." "Mmm..Well, can't have that." Faust remarked, before making a gesture with his finger. "Drink, Pet." "Mmm..Sure." the girl answered, sticking her rump out for the smack as she helped herself to another glass. She didn't budge from the impact, merely chugging her drink down defiantly. "So..What nyext?" "I think you need another drink." Faust added, a smile tugging it's way to his lips. "And another......and another.....And another." Glass after glass...chug after chug...The more she drank down, the more Faust could see her body tensing up. Even if she put on a brave front, even he could see the rivulets of her control slowly popping. Time was running out in both meanings of the word, the Supernatural hunter's need growing, as his time diminished. "And..that should be enough." Faust called as she finished off her sixth drink, the time glowing almost ominously on the kitchen. 11:40 PM "S..So..Nyow what?" Penny asked, doing her best to keep her legs together. Faust grinned lightly, twirling his hand. "Nothing." Faust called, innocently. "You're to do..nothing, for the next twenty minutes. Then, it'll be midnight.." "And, I can go to the bathroom." Penny stated firmly, the boy grinning as he circled around. "It must be bad.." Faust started, before Suh-MACKING her ass sharply. Rather than shrug it off, or pretending it didn't happen, Penny's legs buckled a bit, wincing. "O..Ohhh..M-myew have Ny-o idea.." she called, dipping her hands to her dress. As she did though, the boy tugged them away. "I said you do Nothing." Faust remarked, with a smirk. "And I mean, Nothing. No squeezing, bouncing, crossing your legs.." "I..I don't have to listen to th..Thyaaaaat." the girl called, tugging her arms back to her waist. "Well, if you can't hold it.." Faust taunted back, the girl flinching..and placing her hands at her sides. "Twenty myyyyinutes." Penny stated in a stern tone, doing her best to hold still. "My..Myaaa-I can handle that.." Faust grinned at this, gesturing for the other two to join her..watching Penny's admirable last stand. Five minutes had passed.....Penny's legs lightly shifted. Ten minutes had passed....She bent at the knees, and bit her lip... Fifteen had passed...And she scrunched her eyes shut. She dared to not say anything, unconciously sticking her rump out, as she bent over. "Five more minutes." Faust told the girl, who gave what sounded like a small growl. "Nnnnghh.." Penny sounded, her hands still at her side. "My...Myyy...Myaa-I'm going to get myew back for this.." "Sure you will." Faust replied coyly, making a soft hissing noise. "Four more minutes..." Penny groaned at this, her fists clenching at her sides...But, unable to allocate energy to hitting the boy. "Three more myeee-inutes." the pinkette mewled, suddenly turning on the sink full blast. Penny winced, quivering in place as the room was filled with the sounds of gushing, rushing water. "N..Nnnnghh.." "Two Myore.." Youmu's voice called, grasping one of the glasses, and holding it under the faucet. Water quickly filled it, and overflowed...Splashing about every which way. Penny was reduced to shuddering, strained gasps...Fighting back her need admirably, as the time ticked down. "One more minute." Faust remarked, sliding around the girl once again, drinking in the sight. She was quivering..trembling...shuddering....And positively writhing under that dress. He wanted to smack her rump..He wanted to mash her bladder...he wanted to do something to push her over the edge...And yet.. "Three...Two...One.." Yuno counted down, before the clock finally shifted. 12:00 AM Almost immediately, the crimson haired hunter DASHED through the building, her hands gripping at the ends of the maid dress. It took everything the group had to catch up to her, seeing the door to the bathroom flung wide open, and the desperate hunter having yanked up the dress. "Shit..Shit shit shit.." Penny's voice uttered, hands fumbling with the pants she'd worn under it. Even as she fumbled to undo the button, Faust could see it.. The growing...spreading...creeping wet patch, trailing along her legs. Strangled hissing could be heard filling the bathroom, as Penny's bladder finally had enough of her attempts at holding. Fingers futilely gripped the zipper, tugging on it over..and over..and over again, it jamming at the worst possible time. "Ohhhh..Look at that, pets." Faust called, in a teasing voice. "Looks like Penny's..peeing herself." The Supernatural hunter let out a loud, pained groan...Before starting to sag over the toilet, strangled hissing giving way to vicious gushing. The fabric of her pants darkened considerably, clear streams cascading off her bottom, and the backs of her legs. Drips gave way to guzzles, and the powerful, pronounced hunter, was nothing more than a gorgeously gushing girl. The lewd waters started to pool at her feet, dwarfing the other girl's puddles combined. "O..Oh Hell..." Penny groaned softly, as the group walked into the bathroom. "And that's why I didn't make you take off those pants." Faust taunted, having been waiting for this since the girl had addressed her decision. "If you had been wearing just the dress and underwear, you might have been able to make it out dry." "Ohhhhh..." Penny groaned, turning back. "Maybe..." "But now, you're all wet." Faust teased, starting to stick his own tongue out. "So..-" His teasing was interrupted mid-sentence, by the hunter suddenly backing up into him. Penny mashed her warm, soaked-pants covered rump into his hips, digging in slightly. "Annnnnd.." Penny mused, grinding her rump for a few more moments, and then pulled away. "Now You're all wet, lover boy. Fair's fair." Faust's firm facade had finally cracked, the boy blushing bright red...As the girl waved her hand. "We should do this again sometime." she called back with a coy grin, not unlike what he'd been wearing most of the day. "Next time, don't expect me to go easy on you." "R..Right.." [Purrrfectly good afternoon: End]
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  35. Wow. I feel bad for her but that is so hot. That is the problem with this sometimes that love/hate part of it. I feel bad for people in that situation but can't help being aroused and feeling guilty about enjoying someone's pain. That's why finding someone to act out my fantasy or playing games is so much better. Great story though and really well written.
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  36. I think I fetishize the embarrassment of wetting, and as I find female wettings more convincing in general, I tend to watch these, but convincing male wettings are also super fun!
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  37. Women at work

    In my industry, it's possible for some people (depending on where they work) to go for three or four hours without a proper toilet break, although with a bit of planning there's usually some way of sneaking a quick visit in without causing a problem. If things really were desperate, though, I don't think anyone would ever be disciplined for delaying things so that they can go for relief. No responsible employer should be forcing any of their staff into a position where they've got to resort to wearing protection!
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  38. Note: English is not my native languaje, so I apologize for my mistakes. This happened to me recently, That morning, more or less 9 a.m. I was in a place called La Plazuela del Carolino, it´s a touristic place in the downtown of the city, in that place there are toilets, but you have to insert a coin of $5 pesos (1/3 of dollar aproximatelly) in a control panel, that thing has got 3 push buttons, I supouse these kind of machine is common in another countries, but here is something relativelly new. The control panel has got a button to open the male toilet, one for the female and one for toilet papper. That day I has got to use the rest room and there are no other public ones nearby, I entered to the Plazuela and when I was aproaching to the restrooms I watched a girl obviously desperated, dancing from foot to foot in front of the control panel, she was reading the instructions (Note: I think the instructive is on english); I slow myself, to be honest she was really cute, 1.50 mts tall, light brown hair, she was an athletic girl, she was wearing white jeans, tennis and a top (I think it was pink), and her desperation makes her more atractive for me, as you can imagine. When I told her, with my best kind voice “Excuse me, is there a problem?” She turned to me (keep dancing the pee pee dance still) “Yes please! May I watch how you do use this thing?” Then I insested the $5 coin and push the male button, the “beep” sound anounced the male door was open, and I push it to avoid it gets closed but I didn´t enter, after that I told her “See? Just insert the coin and push the womans rest room button” She Thanks me and hurried insert the coin she has got in her hand, then push the button, but... she makes a mistake, she push the toilet paper one, and the machine started to give paper, she stuned “What the...?!” She turned to me in a mixture of frustrarion and desperation in her face, “What happened?”. “Nothing, (I told her) you just push the wrong button, that one is for the womens toilet, this is for the paper” She was in panic in that moment, “Excuse me!!! Do you have another $5 coin, I am about to pee right here!” I searched in my pockets for another coin, and finally find one, she takes it from my hand quickly( and almost rudeway) saying “Thanks”, she inserted the coin and push the right button this time, but she was wetting herself in that moment, I watched the wet patch in her jeans, it was clearly visible in her but when she entered to the ladies room. I enter to the toilet and go out quiclky, and wait for her out, you know, “I had to recover my $5” she takes her time to get out, blushed face, she gives me back my money, I offered my help if she wanted, I told her “I work near here...”, but she told me she had called a friend and she was going to wait inside there. That´s all, luckly for her there not use to be so much people in the Plazuela in the morning
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  39. As a writer myself who has gone on multiple hiatuses without telling my several hundred fans on FFnet (though all my planned hiatuses, I'll admit I told them about), I can attest that it does happen on occasion. But usually if a writer doesn't tell their fans about a hiatus it's because it wasn't intended to be one initially and so they just didn't think to talk about it. I'm assuming that's sort of what happened here, too, based on what the OP has said about it. But anyway, Lugia's comment is justifiable given the circumstances and contextually doesn't sound like a complaint (I mean, he even balanced the perceived offense out with what he said right after, how exactly is it a complaint when he counters his own words?). More of a... shall we say... gentle reminder, maybe? Suggestion for the future? I dunno, for all the words English has, it seems to lack lots of phrases to get across certain exact meanings. I can't figure out how to say it perfectly, and English is my first language. I can only imagine how confusing it can be for people who learned it later in life...
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