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  1. 3 points
    I found out last week that in China they actually make pull-up diapers designed especially for menstruation that look a lot like Goodnites. They are allegedly very popular over there as well for wearing to bed since tampons are hard to find. If only they did this in America and Europe.
  2. 2 points
    whats bitchin yo. i used 2 post on tumblr as like. jeotda but now that my blogs been fucked im here now i guess. my old art sucked so im starting a new thread. anyway heres some fresh art that i dont hate yet zzz. individual pieces comic 1 comic 2 anyway more 2 come or whatever. also i do commissions so like message me or smthn if youre interested.
  3. 2 points
    Authors note: Sorry if it's kinda bad lmao Andy was casually laying in bed, scrolling through his Instagram feed in the darkness of his unlit room. He felt hinself grow tired, but figured he'd still be awake a while, after all it was only 8:30. Instead, though, he drifted to sleep within the next few minutes. Next thing he knew, Andy "awoke" into a classroom, taking what he believed was a math quiz. He didn't realize he was dreaming, and he stared at the page in front of him intently, but the words didn't make sense. It was like he was trying to read a foreign language. Andy looked around at everyone flying through the quiz, their pencils jerking across the page. He tried to look back at his own paper, but still, nothing made sense. It was then he felt a twinge in his bladder. He faltered slightly, but quickly regained his posture. It began to press on him how bad he had to piss, and he glanced worriedly at clock positioned at the front of the room. He thought about asking his teacher, Mrs. Daroh, to go, but he knew he'd get turned down as he hadn't finished his quiz. His leg bounced up and down as he scribbled some illegible writing, not caring how bad he did on the assignment right now. As he worked, he felt his urge growing stronger in record time. Andy rushed to stand up the moment he finished the page.... but he realized the instant he did it that it was a bad decision. The sudden movement caused his bladder to spurt out a few drops into his underwear. However, he didn't have time to deal with it, and speedily walked towards the teacher's desk, paper in hand. Andy handed the quiz to Mrs. Daroh before begging her to let him use the bathroom, however he got denied, as there was only 3 minutes left of class. He whined before hesitantly sitting down in his seat. Those 3 minutes were agony. His bladder seemed to edge toward the breaking point in ungodly time, and Andy had to sit there holding himself through the pain. Under the desk, he gave a dick a squeeze every few seconds, praying he could hold it in. Once he reached the one minute mark, an uncrontrollable, large spurt exploded out of his urethra. He managed to stop the flow, but there was now a noticeable damp patch on Andy's light-colored pants. The spurt didn't give him any relief though, instead the ever-growing pain had become worse, and he winced while letting out a small whimper. After what seemed like years of torture, the bell rang. The alarming noise caused a small spurt to shoot out of him, but it didn't do too much. He slowly sat up, still holding hinself with both hands, feeling like he would burst any moment. Feeling a wave of desperation began to build, he made a desperate sprint towards the bathrooms, which thankfully weren't far from his class. He ran passed the other students, trying to ignore the strong pain and small leaks with each step he took. He made it to the restrooms and made a mad dash into the men's room. Thankfully, it was vacant. He stood in front of the urinal, but his aching bladder couldn't take it. Andy desperatly tried to zip down his pants as a strong stream of piss flowed out from his dick, soaking his pants and underwear in the process. He stood there in defeat, knowing there was nothing he could do at this point. However, at the same time, he moaned in pleasure, as it felt so good to release the pent up pee inside him. Pee soaked every inch of his pants. Urine puddled around his shoes, spreading across the tiled floor. After a minute or so, his stream turned into small droplets before stopping completely, and Andy continued to stare into his mess. It was then Andy really woke up. It took him a second to comprehend reality. But, he realized he awoke to drenched shorts and sheets, along with a large erection pleading for attention. Oh, fun.
  4. 1 point
    Other first part of a story I wrote for the Experience Project: Donald Tasker shifted round in his chair slightly and turned his gaze away from the judge who was speaking to the jury as part of his summing up before sentencing and looked towards the accused. Kevin Sharp was thin weasly looking 18 year old wearing his well used court suit. From the fact that the jacket and trousers were now fitting very snugly, he could only assume that the clothes had been purchased for a court appearance much earlier in Kevin's burgulary career. As Donald watched he noticed that Kevin appeared to be very nervous. It was understandable owing to the fact that the lad was possibly only minutes away from a prison sentence but the occasional facial ticks and slight body movements made Donald wonder if Kevin needed to wee? Donld was snapped out of his train of thought as the judge told the accused to stand. The gap between the brass handrail and the wooden panel gave Donald a perfect view of Kevins hands crossed in front of his crotch. The trousers were way too tight and so worn that the outline of the lads briefs could be clearly made out and as Kevin unclasped his hands and re-clasped them behind his back, the court was treated to a snug little crotch bulge. "Kevin Sharp. You have been found guilty of the crimes of breaking and entering and attempted burgulary. Even at this relatively young age you are well on your way to becoming a career criminal. The previous terms in young offenders institutions seem to have had little effect on changing your behaviour. As you are eighteen and as such can be treated as an adult are eligible to serve a prison sentence" Kevin brought his hands back in front and as Donald watched closely, the lad pressed his clasped hands firmly into his crotch. Oh lovely, he suffers from a nervous bladder. This is going to be too nice! thought Donald, "A crime like this is subject to a minimum prison term of 12 months with no early release, but thanks to an unprecedented appeal for leniancy from your victim, I have decided to give you one last chance to turn away from this life of crime. You are hereby sentenced to 6 months community service subject to special license 6 subsection 3" Donald watched as Kevin breathed a huge sigh of relief as he heard the judgement being passed down and knew that he was yet to find out what the special conditions the judge had imposed. Judge Callum MaCleod and Donald had been friends since schooldays. They had gone on to university together after which their paths had separated for a number of years when Callum went to work in chambers and took the bar. As schoolboys and students the pair were very close friends, however, it wasn't just friendship that bound them together. Donald and Callum recognised a sadistic streak in each other and divulged their secret desires to each other, most of which centred around the punishment of young men. Callums prowess as a sportsman saw him captain the school rugby team and he used this limited power to intimidate and torture several of the young men in the team during training and as part of the initiation ceremonies of new recruits. Donald on the other hand was no keen sportsman but found his way to become the leader of the schools' scouting troup. Both young men commanded their charges very strictly and were each fond of dishing out spanking punishments in front of the other lads and sometimes in private. The these 'private' punishment sessions often saw the other in attendance, sometimes to watch and often to take part in administering the punishment. It was on one of these joint sessions when Donald learned how sadistic Callum could be. Donald walked down the corridor to the male changing rooms. There were two members of the rugby team, still in their kit standing outside the doors. Both appeared to be very aggitated and the scrape of the studs on their boots echoed down the corridor as they shifted from one foot to the other. One of the lads was saying something to the other but stopped abruptly when they saw Donald approach. When Donald entered the changing room he was met with a grinning Callum "did you see my two water babies?" the penny dropped with Donald and he understood why the lads were fidgetting so much. "Oh I see. They need to piss" replied Donald. "Like crazy my friend. I have had them both out there waiting for half an hour so they should both be just about ready to wet their shorts" Callum explained that he encouraged all of the players to keep well hydrated and he made them all drink a litre bottle of water before the start of each half so, even with all the sweating, there was a rush for the urinals at half time and even more so at the end of the match. On this particular day he had pulled the two lads straight out into the corridor before they had had a chance to relieve themselves and told them to wait. All of the other players had gone home leaving the two writhing lads to wait for their spanking with bladders about to burst. "There's no way they will be able to hold it for the duration of their spanking even if they don't piss themselves first" Callum said gleefully. He picked up the old pimsol and gave it a firm wack across his hand. "You can bring them in now" The two lads shuffled into the changing room followed by Donald. Peter, the taller and braver of the pair headed straight for the gap in the wall through which the showers and toilets could be found, but before he could pass through the gap, his way was barred by the grinning Callum. "I don't think so Pedro. You are here for your punishment". Peter looked shocked and "you've had us waiting out there for hours, I'm busting!". The grin disappeared from Callum's face as he spun the lad around and pushed him back towards the lockers where his team mate Andrew appeared to be in a state of complete desperation. Andrew had the long sleeves of his jersey pulled right down over each hand like it was a frosty morning on the pitch or something and was cupping his crotch tightly and shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Peter, who was holding it together slightly better joined Andrew by the lockers. Donald proceeded to watch with some admiration and growing anticipation as Callum proceeded to give the lads a protracted lecture about their joint crime which involved getting drunk and rowdy in the village after their recent away game and reports of them being spotted urinating against the wall of St Joseph's church hall. Callum savoured reminding them just how many pints of beer they had consumed that night and, of their inability to control their bladders so that they may relive themselves in an appropriate place. As Callum moved on to reminding the lads of their responsibilities to both the college and their team mates, Donald focused his attention on the two miscreants. Peter was by now bobbing up and down and crossing his legs like a desperate 5 year old but the best show was being given by Andrew who was alternating between rubbing his hands on his thighs and squeezing the crotch of his muddy white rugby shorts. Donald thought it was about the fifth time that Callum had manged to work the word 'urinate' into his lecture that poor Andrew's bladder gave up the fight and with a gasp the lad clutched at himself with both hands as his shorts glistened and bloomed momentarily as the thick cotton tried to soak up the flow before the rivulets of hot pee spurted through this grasping fingers and splattered onto the tiled floor. With a half smile of triumph Callum looked to Donald as he slapped the plimsol against his other hand with a loud crack. That had been a good 40 odd years ago and the pair had gone their separate ways to pursue their careers. Donald making a good name for himself as a broker for a good city firm and Callum becoming one of the youngest judges ever to sit at the Old Bailey. After the stress of one Black Friday too many, Donald had taken an early retirement package in the early 2000's and had settled back in Hereford to turn his antique collecting hobby into a business. His picturesque timber framed shop in the old part of the city soon becoming popular with tourists and locals alike. Callum, who had been persuaded to scale down his high court work after his name, and more to the point, job title were fleetingly mentioned in a number of newspaper articles which primarily were aimed at taking down a particularly sleazy member of the conservative government but in Callum's opinion caused lots of 'collateral' damage. He now acted as a circuit judge and it was whilst on a day off from a dreary corporate mis selling trial at the Hereford city court that he wandered into Donald's shop and saw the old friends reunited.
  5. 1 point
    Hi, I thought I share one of my old videos from Anette. We used to have a website long ago, and this was her first video. Sorry for the quality and camera shake, hope you like it anyway, anette-light-jeans-woods.wmv
  6. 1 point
    Tea added to a full bladder is sure to produce the desired effect!
  7. 1 point
    Typically when I first feel the urge to pee it's a little ache and pressure at the base of my penis. As my bladder continues to fill, the ache travels all the way to the tip of my penis. My whole penis is aching at this point. Also at this point I could probably hold it for a couple of more hours. As my bladder continues to fill even more, I can start to feel an ache not only in my penis, but also in my bladder. My bladder will start to fill very heavy and full. At this point I have an hour before I uncontrollably pee myself.
  8. 1 point
    Glad you like it. Maybe I'll put her in some more predicaments. ;3
  9. 1 point

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    I remember this video from www.anettewetting.fw.hu . I saved a bunch of pictures and preview videos from in back in the day. She was definitely a cute and gutsy wetter. Do you still have any contact with her? Also, here were the free video previews you guys had on before the site was taken down. I always wanted to pick up the video in the 4th set where she wets herself in the market. videoset1.wmvvideoset2.wmvvideoset3.wmvvideoset4.avi