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    From the album: Off-Limits!

    Oh baby, protocol eight is going to be fun!... for us, at least! 🤣 Needless to say, things are getting pretty dire for Dakota... Anyway, if you are interested in having me draw something for you, please consider checking out my commission thread, here!:
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  2. Hi all, i'm pretty sure i downloaded this video from here however i can't find the thread. Anyhow i was wondering if anyone knew who the name or how to get in touch with this girl. Thanks!
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  3. So, I've started a new job in fire safety. I visit people's homes to show them what they should and shouldn't do to prevent a house fire. This is actually something I am passionate about, because I lost my home once due to a fire. Today I had two appointments back to back. I stopped at the gas station to fuel up. I also had to pee. After putting gas in my car, I went inside to use the bathroom. It was only a one person bathroom, and of course somebody was in there. I waited for a few minutes, but she was taking too long. I had to get going, otherwise I'd be late to my first appointment. So, with a full bladder I got into my car and drove to my first client. About a 20 minute drive. Each presentation lasts about 1½-2 hours. Most of my presentation, I can do sitting down. I was able to hide how bad I had to go pretty easy, and it made it easier to hold on too. However, there is one part that I tour around the client's home to point out certain fire hazards and such. I tried to hide how much I had to pee. I crossed my legs as inconspicuously as I could, and tried to keep my body as composed and relaxed as possible. At one point I did feel a little trickle start. I clenched all the muscles in my abdomen to make it stop. We finally got back to our table, and when I sat down, I could feel my wet panties press against me. I was a little nervous, but my presentation was almost finished. Unfortunately, that presentation ran a little long, and my next appointment was right after that one. I also had a 20 minute drive to get there. So, because of getting done late, I wasn't able to stop at a gas station to use the bathroom. I drove with my legs pushed together, using cruise control as much as I could. My hand between my legs, and pushing against me. My bladder felt so heavy. I could feel my abdomen muscles begin to spasm. I was about to pee my pants. I eventually found my next client's house, and worked really hard to get myself composed to go inside. I introduced myself, and started to set my presentation up. I sat down at the table and crossed my legs again. They didn't seem to notice, and they sat down too. Everything seemed to be fine when we were all sitting, but I was dreading the part of going through their home. I felt my hands start to get shaky as I was talking to them, and it was starting to get difficult to focus. They still didn't seem to notice, though. I gingerly got up from my seat to tour their home. I crossed my legs immediately, and asked them to lead the way. I was walking behind them, so I was able to somewhat keep my legs crossed, and do that awkward crab walk. Ugh, I had to pee so bad. I quickly went through my list of things I saw in their home, and gave my recommendations. I began to pack up my stuff, and felt the trickle start again. The family and I kept talking about the information I had just given them. I tried to squeeze my legs together, but it kept going. I threw on my coat, so that way it would hide my pants darkening. I carried my bags in front of me. I made my way out to my car. The woman, kept chatting with me. I was dying for her to let me leave, but I was trying to stay professional. I was on the opposite side of my car from her, and I could really feel my legs start to get wet. I eventually lied to her, and said that I have another house to go to. I finally got into my car, and looked at the damage to my pants. They were dark all throughout the crotch of my pants with lines running down the seams. I pressed my hand against me again to try and stop the slow leak. I only had about a 10 minute drive to get home. It seemed like I'd already let so much out. I drove with my hand so far between my legs. I had my wrist pushing against me as hard as I could. That wasn't working. A large leak escaped me, and I could feel it pool in the seat of my car. I was minutes away from home. I was barely hanging on. I finally got home. I didn't even bother to grab my stuff before I ran inside. As I was running, the little trickle turned into a steady stream. I got to my bathroom, and didn't even see a point to trying to get my pants off, so I jumped in the shower and let loose. The feeling was so orgasmic. Everything got so warm, and it felt so good. My pants were soaked. I took them off along with the rest of my clothes, and took a shower.
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  4. Before I begin the story, here's a couple of things. It has been ages since I last posted on here. My last post was 3 years ago and it turned into an unfinished story. Unfortunately, most of what I worked on in the past turned into unfinished stories. Creatively, this is typically because I tend to bite off more than I can chew, so to speak. I come up with grand ideas for longer stories and when my creative steam runs out on them or I come up with other ideas, I have a tendency to abandon projects. I wanted to apologize first and foremost to any of you who might remember my content from 3 years ago and were let down by the abandonment of one of those stories. I realize this is a less formal environment and stories winding up unfinished is not necessarily an uncommon or unforgivable act. However, as a creative mind and as an author, I feel personally responsible for the ideas and content I post, and when I set up an expectation to deliver on that content and fail, I feel responsible and I am taking responsibility by apologizing. I realize everything I just said is only going to be relevant to people who remember me from my posts 3 years ago, so to tie this directly to this story and others I may post it in the future, I will mostly be focusing on keeping a short story format with what I post, at least until I can be assured that the time and motivation I have will allow me to post longer stories. In specific, this story is a two-parter, and I will post the second part as soon as I'm done writing and finalizing it. [SECONDLY AND MOST IMPORTANT!] Even if you skipped all that preamble, or it's not really relevant to you, I wanted to NOTE/WARN everyone beforehand that this story contains WEIRD BIOLOGY. Namely, it involves a Slime Girl with separate biology that works differently from humans. I explain this in the story, but essentially the way a slime girl's body processes and filters waste is different. TECHNICALLY the slime girl in this story does not have to "pee" in the sense that urine has built up in her body, and in fact doesn't even have a real bladder (though what is essentially a bladder forms when she's about to/desperately needs to relieve herself of liquid waste/excess liquid). It's essentially a distinct biological process that is, at the same time, physically and mentally analogous to having to pee. She still refers to it as having to pee and she still experiences typical signs of desperation (i.e. leg crossing, squirming, grabbing herself, etc). If this does not bother you, great! Enjoy the story. However if you get weirded out by these kinds of things or if unconventional biology makes you uncomfortable, I would turn back now. You have been warned. With that out of the way, please enjoy! Luna shifted from foot to uneasy foot as she waited by the door to her apartment for her date to come pick her up. She looked down at her dress again-- a short, flirty piece with spaghetti straps and just enough frills to look classy without looking overdone-- as well as at her pink, translucent body. Luna was a slime girl. Not exactly a common sight, least of all in a small town like Newlake. Sure, some of the bigger cities had a higher population of monsters and supernatural creatures, especially the ones founded after their existence was revealed to the general public, but Newlake was a backwater town that had existed for decades before humans even knew creatures like Luna were anything more than myth. It still had a very humanocentric culture, and Luna often faced prejudice and discrimination growing up. It was for that reason that she was anxious. Her date had looked past the fact that she was a slime girl, and had still agreed to go out with her. Luna’s biogel pulsed in nervous excitement as she waited for her date. However, bubbling just underneath that sense of excitement and anxiety, was another feeling. One uncomfortable and all-to-familiar to Luna. One that made her press her legs together almost enough that her skin was about to fuse together. Slime girls had very little in the way of organs. They had an opaque, jelly-like bundle of glands encased in a hard mineral-like substance somewhere in their bodies that could be thought of as a brain. They also had the most basic of skeletal structures, though it was completely transparent due to having the exact same refractive index of their biogel. While they serve as structural support for the slime girl to take a humanoid shape, their bones could be broken down, reformed into various shapes, and dissolved completely at will. Outside of that, there were no organs to speak of. No kidneys to filter out waste and no bladder to hold urine. That was because such complex, specific systems weren’t needed in a creature whose body was amorphous. Their insides pulsed around, distributing nutrients evenly throughout their body, and likewise, waste was evenly distributed amidst their biogel. Both solid and liquid waste was typically condensed just before excretion, which, in modern society, generally meant using a toilet as a human would. However, when a slime girl’s body becomes too concentrated with one type of waste or the other, or when there was some form of imbalance in their body, their body tries to correct by signaling a release, the signal of which gets stronger as time goes on. This was what was happening to Luna. She wanted to make sure she looked her absolute best, no matter what, but she realized that she was somewhat lacking in the chest and curves department. Slime girls naturally didn’t need breasts, but Luna had mimicked her friends’ development while growing up to fit in. However, she had played it modest, and now she was regretting it. Her date was her best friend since middle school, but it took her all of high school and into their second-year of college together for her to even say anything. One reason was because of her insecurities over being a slime, but the other reason was much more simple than that. Her date was Alyssa, a girl who, up until recently, she was pretty sure had no interest in dating girls, let alone slime girls. With them having been best friends, Luna couldn’t remember a time Alyssa had ever mentioned liking girls prior to a few months ago. She was always hearing about Alyssa’s boyfriends or crushes, and she figured that was the extent of it. Alyssa wasn’t into girls and Luna would wait until her crush on her best friend faded or she found someone else. That had been her plan, and had been successful up until Alyssa got drunk one night and started flirting with their very busty, definitely female bartender. Jealousy aside, just the very thought that Luna might have a sliver of a chance with Alyssa got in her head, and her feelings came rushing back all at once. She started dropping hints and Alyssa seemed to be playing along, and then the other day, after Alyssa had a near mental-breakdown over finals and Luna comforted her, Luna confessed her feelings and Alyssa had, remarkably, agreed to go out with her. That left Luna with one problem. Her figure. Given Alyssa’s choice of girls when flirting, it seemed she was into the busty ladies. Unfortunately, Luna’s figure was modest at best. Slime girls did have some amount of shapeshifting abilities, but she couldn’t add mass where there wasn’t any. She could sacrifice some of her height for a bigger chest, but in order to make it worth her while she’d need to make herself noticeably shorter. She could also gradually add more and more mass as she integrated more protein and nutrients from her diet, but it wasn’t an overnight affair. That’s why Luna had resorted to the source of her current predicament. She had oversaturated her body with external sources of fluid to temporarily boost the volume of her biogel, which helped her accomplish a bigger chest and add a little more curve to her lower half as well. However, it also had the drawback of upsetting the balance within her body, which she was interpreting as a need to release the pent up water inside of her. A feeling that, while not biologically accurate, Luna herself recognized as needing to pee. Luna was already starting to have doubts about her idea. She was already uncomfortable and she wasn’t sure how she’d fair throughout the whole date night. However, before she could change her mind, there was a knock on her door, and Luna jumped in both surprise and excitement. She threw open the door and, as she suspected, Alyssa was standing there waiting for her with a big grin on her face. “You ready to hit the town, new girlfriend?” The confident, grinning blonde asked. She was wearing a black, high-cut tank top with a purple t-shirt underneath, and a black skirt with long, purple socks that left only a few inches of her thighs visible where the skirt stopped. She even had the faintest hint of a subtle, pink lipstick that made her lips pop. Luna’s eyes were immediately drawn to them as they parted in a surprised O-shape. Luna didn’t even need to look at her date’s eyes to know exactly what they were focusing on. Her glee at her date’s shock and awe instantly quelled any regrets she had of doing this. “You’ve certainly- I mean, you… look, I give up trying to be coy about it. You’re boobs are bigger!” “Well,” Luna smiled, “I am a slime girl. We do have some control over these kinds of things.” I’ll leave off the part where I had to drink a few liters of water and electrolytes to get this effect. “Oh, that sounds fun~” Alyssa remarked playfully. Luna would have blushed if she had blood. Instead, she glanced sheepishly to the side. She wasn’t sure if she should be mad about Alyssa having lewd thoughts about her, or happy that Alyssa was outright flirting with her. It definitely quelled some of her fears. A part of her felt that this was date was happening mostly out of Alyssa not wanting to disappoint her friend. “Anyway, did you have anything planned, Luna?” Alyssa asked, “You were the one who asked me out, after all?” “I d-don’t… I don’t know, I didn’t think I’d get this far…” Luna admitted. “Pffft…” Alyssa snickered, placing a hand over her mouth. Luna immediately pouted, “Hey, d-don’t make fun of me! I’m serious!” “Wait, wait no, sorry. I’m not laughing at you,” Alyssa smiled, “You just… you said something from an old show I used to watch. It’s also a meme now. Have you seriously never seen that one? I’m sure I’ve showed you. You know, where Plankton-” Alyssa looked over at Luna and, seeing the utterly confused expression on her face, just shook her head and waved it off. “Nevermind, I’ll show you later. Anyway, Luckily for you, I have some plans. Turns out, that really cool anime movie I was telling you about has a showing over in Nova, so I figured we could head down there. And while we’re at it, we can check out that new sushi bar that opened up there! I hear the head chef’s a vampire from Japan and they’ve got a dullahan waitress, so no one will bat an eye at a slime girl walking in.” “Ah, sounds good,” Luna smiled. However, suddenly a faint pressure reminded her that she was holding onto a lot more liquid than normal, and she fidgeted uncomfortably, “You said it was in Nova? Isn’t that an hour’s drive from here?” “It’s no problem for me, I don’t mind driving us!” Alyssa smiled, “You know me, I like driving. Especially when I have good company in the seat next to me, and a good view~” At that last part, Alyssa not-so-coverty glanced back down at Luna’s new temporary figure, and smirked. It wasn’t like Luna could argue with that, and the date night did sound fun, but Luna wasn’t enthusiastic about having to be in a car for an hour before they even got their date night underway. Ordinarily she wouldn’t mind riding, in fact, she often found it soothing, but with her current predicament in mind, she wasn’t looking forward to all that jostling. Still, she forced a smile and nodded, “Sounds good, then, let’s go!” The two headed down to the parking lot where they climbed into Alyssa’s car. Since the extra liquid in her body wasn’t confined to her abdomen, sitting down didn’t heighten the physical pressure Luna was experiencing, but being in a seated position heightened her psychological urge to pee. It was likely because a sitting position was how she was most accustomed to peeing. Alyssa turned the keys to the ignition and the car started, the vibrations instantly propagating their way through Luna’s gel-like body. Almost as an innate reaction, she could feel her body start to gather liquid in her core near her crotch in preparation for release, and she fought against it until the fluid once again dissolved back into her biogel. Vibrations traveled easier through liquids than solids, and her biogel was definitely looser due to her oversaturation. As Alyssa drove off, Luna realized she would feel everything the car did to a heightened degree. Luna felt herself pressing her thighs together again. Once again, it wasn’t like there was any physical benefit from doing so. It was more an innate behavior she learned from growing up around humans, and it had a psychological comfort to her that eased her urge to pee ever so slightly. “So, I wanted to apologize,” Alyssa spoke after they had gotten on their way, “For… for breaking down the other day, I mean. I’m usually so composed and these things usually don’t get to me, but I’ve been adjusting to my new position at work and with school and everything piling up and the test being such a huge percent of my grade, I just kind of lost it, you know?” “It’s fine,” Luna smiled, both to reassure her friend, and also because she was grateful Alyssa was providing her with a distraction, “Everyone can let life get the better of them at times. You know I’m not the best with handling that kind of stuff myself.” “I know, I just… I felt bad, so I wanted to say it. Also, I feel bad that it took something like that to get you to confess to me. I should’ve been more observant. You’ve been my friend for so long and I’ve been kind of oblivious to everything.” “It’s not like I was really open about it,” Luna admitted, “I just… I never thought you’d see me like that, so I kind of hid it from you. It’s not like I was trying to get you to notice.” “I guess you’re right,” Alyssa conceded, “Still, I feel really bad about it. All those times I flirted with people or talked to you about my crushes or bragged about my boyfriends… you must’ve hated it.” “I-I didn’t really! Sure, part of me was jealous, but another part of me was just happy that you were happy. I know that probably sounds really cheesy, but I thought as long as you were enjoying yourself and having fun with the people you love, I could cheer you on in spite of my own feelings.” Alyssa smiled, “That’s really sweet, but I want you to look after yourself too, from now on! Oof!” Suddenly the car hit a pothole and jostled the whole car violently, sending shocks through Luna. She stifled a moan as she clenched her legs together, trying hard not to let Alyssa notice her discomfort. “I-I will!” Luna replied, somewhat ironically. She was currently subjecting herself to an uncomfortable predicament for Alyssa’s sake, and was seriously rethinking things. There was no way she was going to make it through the night like this. She already had to go and it would only get worse as time went on. “But… if I go to the bathroom, I’ll lose my current figure, and Alyssa will notice. I’d have to explain to her what happened. That’d be so embarrassing!” Luna sighed. Of course she had tried to gain Alyssa’s attention with her bigger bust, but at the same time, because Alyssa had taken immediate notice of it, backing down now wasn’t an option. “It’ll just be for one night. I’ll make a good first impression on our date, then go back to normal. I can even build up my current form naturally over time so I won’t have to oversaturate myself just to look like this.” Her discomfort faded as she pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind, resolved to make it through the night and enjoy her first date with Alyssa. Luckily, the rest of the hour-long car ride had been relatively uneventful, and Alyssa had come up with enough conversation topics to distract Luna from her situation. However, due to the length, Luna was now seriously desperate. Far from a nagging at the back of her mind, the slime girl’s mind was yelling at her to give up and let go. Still, despite her urges and the uncomfortable feeling within her, she tried her best to show no outward signs to Alyssa that anything was amiss. They finally pulled into a parking garage and Alyssa was the first to hop out of the car. She stretched energetically and smiled as she went around the car to open Luna’s door for her. “Alright, let’s go get the sushi first! The movie’s not for another hour and I’m starving!” Alyssa beamed as she outstretched a hand to help Luna up. Luna grabbed it and pulled herself to her feet, which sent a surge of desperation through her body. She squeaked and stumbled, feeling Alyssa catch her before she fell. The jostle when she was stopped suddenly didn’t help either, and Luna once again felt her body force the extra liquid to gather in her abdomen, desperate to be released through her crotch. “Hey, you okay?” Alyssa asked. Luna forced herself to stand, still feeling the liquid pooled in her abdomen, ready for release. She held it back and forced what she hoped was a convincing smile. “I’m fine, sorry! I was just sitting for so long,” Luna played it off. Alyssa nodded, “Yeah, it was a long drive, but we’re finally here! Let’s go get some sushi!” Luna nodded, trying to be enthusiastic despite herself, “Yes, let’s!” The walk to the sushi restaurant was torturous. The liquid in her abdomen refused to be absorbed back into her biogel, and the pressure it was putting on her to let it flow out freely was immense. She had fallen behind Alyssa in a vain hope that her blonde girlfriend wouldn’t notice. She walked carefully, with her thighs pressed together and a hand balling at the fabric of her dress. Upon reaching the restaurant, Luna’s resolve was seriously faltering. They’d be watching a movie in an hour, and it was probably at least a few hours long. There was no way she’d be able to contain all this extra liquid inside her that long, especially since she was already this desperate. Luna was seriously tempted to just rush to the bathroom and explain everything to Alyssa, embarrassment be damned. It’d be far more embarrassing if she wet herself on their date. “Then again, if I come clean now, she’ll probably be mad. I mean, I know she’s not shallow, but she’d be upset that I put myself through this. But then again, if I wind up wetting myself, I’d have to explain it anyway…” Luna shook her head. There was no way she could hold it the whole night. She’d just have to go to the bathroom and think of what to tell Alyssa later. As the two entered the restaurant, they were immediately silently greeted by a girl in a gothic lolita outfit. Or most of a girl. Her head was completely missing, with bandage covering the top of the neck, and Luna nearly screamed and wet herself out of fear before remembering that Alyssa had told her a dullahan worked here. Still, it was weird to see a dullahan without her head. “Hello, welcome to MonSushi Express!” A cheery voice sounded, matching the movements of the dullahan’s body, “I’m down here, by the way!” The two looked down at the girl’s waist and, sure enough, the dullahan’s severed head was fastened to the waist of the skirt with some kind of harness. “Normally dullahan carry their heads around with them, but as a waitress, I need both hands free,” she explained without prompting, “I apologize if my appearance is shocking or bothersome!” “It’s no problem!” Alyssa smiled, “As you can see, my girlfriend here’s a slime girl!” Luna blubbered in embarrassment at hearing Alyssa call her “girlfriend”, but nodded at the dullahan silently. “Ah, so I’m assuming a party of two?” the waitress asked, “Would you like a table, booth, or to sit at the sushi bar?” “We’ll take a booth!” Alyssa smiled. “Certainly! Right this way!” As the two were ushered into the restaurant, Luna noticed two things. One was that she didn’t see any visible restroom signs, or any obvious places where they might be. The second was that, as the dullahan lead them into the restaurant, she herself seemed to have a bit of an awkward gait. Looking down at the dullahan’s head, Luna noticed a noticeable sheen of sweat on her forehead and an uncomfortable expression that seemed to worsen as they passed by another waitress refilling a diner’s drink. “Have a seat right here!” the dullahan spoke cheerfully, placing two menus on the table. As Luna sat down, a surge of desperation hit her, and it took everything in her power not to show it. At the same time, she noticed the dullahan waitress was having trouble standing still, shifting her weight from foot to foot as she waited for them to take their seats. Maybe it was because Luna was madly desperate to pee at this point, so she was framing all their waitress’s actions through that frame of mind, but she was sure the dullahan was also in need of the restroom. “May I get you two started with a drink?” she asked, pulling out her notepad. “I’ll take a Coke,” Alyssa replied almost instantly. The dullahan turned to Luna, waiting for her answer. The last thing Luna wanted right now was more liquids, but not ordering a drink would signal to Alyssa that something was wrong. “I’ll take a water, please,” Luna replied, smiling. “Certainly!” the dullahan smiled at the two of them, “I’ll be right back with your drinks!” As she headed off, Luna could swear she saw her place a hand uncomfortably on her abdomen. Speaking of which, Luna herself desperately needed to use the bathroom. She looked around the restaurant again nervously, but still couldn’t find any signs. Now that her legs weren’t visible to Alyssa, she crossed them under the table and jammed a hand between them for good measure. She could still feel all the liquid collected in her abdomen. If she wasn't wearing her dress, the round pocket of fluid would be visible through her skin, right around where a human’s bladder would be. It would be pretty obvious she needed to pee. “See, I told you they have a dullahan waitress!” Alyssa smiled, “Isn’t this great? You won’t have to worry about people looking at you uncomfortably throughout the meal! I can’t believe people still can’t accept supernaturals these days.” “Yeah, I’m glad!,” Luna smiled. Back in town, most restaurants were run by and employed only humans, and a slime girl like herself would get a lot of unwanted attention. Usually when they went to Nova, though, those prejudices were less common. It was one of the reasons Luna was legitimately grateful Alyssa had chosen Nova as their first date’s setting of choice. “Oh, we should look over the menu so we can figure out what we want before the waitress comes back!” Alyssa realized, opening the menu, “Oh, so many good choices!” Luna looked down at the menu and skimmed over it half-heartedly, taking yet another opportunity to look around for the restrooms. There still weren’t any signs in sight, and Luna was getting worried. “The waitress looked like she had to go too. What if there aren’t any bathrooms here? No, that’s ridiculous. They wouldn’t open a restaurant in a building with no bathrooms. I’m pretty sure that isn’t allowed. Oh, but what if they’re out of order? No no, still, I should ask… But what do I do if she says they are out of order?” The waitress came back a few minutes later with their drinks, setting each down in front of them. The very sight of water made Luna’s body remind her of her need. “Phew, here you two go! Sorry it took so long, we’re pretty swamped tonight! I haven’t even had a chance to take my break yet!” the dullahan noted. She shifted on her legs uncomfortably, and that all but confirmed her predicament for Luna. “Anyway, are you guys ready to order, or do you need a few minutes?” “I’m ready,” Alyssa answered, glancing over at Luna, “Are you ready?” “Yeah,” Luna nodded. She really wanted to ask the waitress where the restrooms were, but after the dullahan confessed she hadn’t had the chance to go to the bathroom, the slime girl felt that asking would be insensitive. “I’ll ask when she comes back with our food, that way I’m not asking for the bathroom right after she hinted that she needed to go too.” “Anyway, what will you have?” Luna looked up and noticed the dullahan was looking at her expectantly. Alyssa had already ordered while she was lost in thought. “Oh, I’ll take the spicy tuna and the Nova special,” Luna replied, recalling the two things her brain had noticed on the menu. “Alright. And will that be it for you two? Did you want to add a dessert or anything?” “No, I think we’re good,” Alyssa smiled, “We’re going to catch a movie after this, so we probably won’t have time.” “Oh, sounds exciting!” the dullahan smiled, “I’ll put in a special order for the chef, have him expedite the order so you two don’t miss your movie on our watch!” “Thank you, that’d be great!” Alyssa smiled. “Yes, thank you,” Luna added. The dullahan waitress hobbled off, her legs clearly pressed together and her body clearly stiff and uncomfortable. As Luna watched her head off, she felt a pang of empathy ring out from her own abdomen, and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “Man, I really feel that with the no break thing,” Alyssa sighed, “Remember last Thursday when I complained that Jason called out for work again so I was stuck with a double-shift? Well, our shifts overlapped, so there was a whole hour where I was working the registers alone at like, the busiest time of the day. It was awful.” “Oh yeah, you were really upset that day, I remember you telling me,” Luna recalled. “Man, I was pissed. Our manager was in the back for a “phone meeting” so I was the only one watching both registers and like, halfway through I had to pee but when I tried to buzz my manager to get help she didn’t respond and I couldn’t just leave the registers unattended so I had to hold it the whole freaking time, and then even when Kaitlyn came in the store was so busy I didn’t want to leave the poor girl alone at the registers because she’s only been there for like, three weeks. I nearly pissed myself but the manager finally came out and it slowed down so I was able to go.” Luna nodded, listening to Alyssa’s story. She was trying to be a good friend. Trying to be a good girlfriend, even, but Alyssa talking about needing to pee only reminded her of her own needs. The slime girl shifted in her seat and jammed her hand further between her legs under the table. She was so desperate it wasn’t funny and she sincerely hoped the waitress would come back so she could ask her where the bathroom was. “I swear, next time that happens, I’m literally just locking down the registers and hoping for the best. I’m not gonna piss myself just to help a couple customers. It’s my manager’s fault for not scheduling more than two people on the afternoon shift when it gets busy as hell. And Jason should just be fired already. He’s called out like, five times in the past year, and all of them are bullshit excuses… I’m sorry, I’m going on a total rant.” “Oh, no, it’s fine,” Luna smiled, “I know how stressed out your job can be sometimes. I’m sorry they don’t really treat you right there.” “It’s not all bad, just sometimes we’re understaffed,” Alyssa admitted. “A-alright, here you two go!” The dullahan came hobbling back, carrying two large plates with their sushi orders arranged on them decoratively. She was definitely struggling by this point, her forehead beaded with sweat as she struggled to walk somewhat normally. Luna bet she wanted nothing more than to jam both hands between her legs and hobble off to the bathroom. Part of the slime girl really wished she would. At least she could follow the dullahan’s path and find the bathroom without having to ask. “Enjoy, and let me know if you need anything else!” The dullahan looked ready to rush off, but Luna stopped her by holding up her hand. “Ah, before you go, could you please tell me where the restrooms are?” Luna was a bit embarrassed asking, and felt bad when she saw the look of envy that flooded over the dullahan’s face, but the waitress forced a smile and nodded. “It’s right over there, by the back corner! See the sign? Sorry it’s so hard to see. It’s not lit up yet because there were some wiring problems we discovered when we first opened, but we couldn’t get an electrician out until next week.” “That’s fine, thank you!” Luna stood up and immediately regretted it. A surge of desperation flooded through her and she nearly stumbled into the dullahan. However, she was able to regain her balance and turn around to Alyssa. “I’ll be right back!” Alyssa nodded. Luna walked to the bathroom, trying to be as natural as possible. As she walked off, she saw the dullahan hobble off desperately in the opposite direction, away from relief. Luna felt bad for the girl, but her own predicament was paramount. Luna made her way to the bathroom and the second she turned into the short hallway and was sure she was out of Alyssa’s line of sight, she jammed her hands into her crotch and hobbled the rest of the way to the bathroom. She reached for the doorknob and her heart nearly sunk when the knob wouldn’t turn. She heard someone call out “someone’s in here!” from inside and she panicked. Her knees buckled as she fought the urge to let go right here. Because she had been so sure all she had to do was wait for the waitress to come back to ask for the bathroom, her body had mentally prepared for her to relieve herself. Now that she could not, she almost wet herself merely from the expectation of getting to pee. Luna waited at the bathroom door for what felt like an eternity, though in reality it was probably closer to minutes, and the woman inside didn’t seem inclined to leave anytime soon. She desperately fought to keep it all inside her as she waited for her chance at relief. As she waited, she realized what would happen if she really went now. She’d have to go back to the table and explain to Alyssa that she had been holding it in to make her boobs bigger. The idea seemed reasonable, even good, when Luna first conceptualized it. Yet now she was regretting that decision. Alyssa would think that Luna thought she was shallow. It might leave a bad taste in her mouth for the rest of her date. Worse still, if the person didn’t get out of the bathroom soon, Luna would have to explain more than just why her boobs shrunk. She’d have to explain why she wet herself as well. Luna didn’t want to have to explain to Alyssa either of those things. Luna was about to collapse onto the ground in the effort of holding it all in when finally she heard the sound of the toilet flushing behind the door. The sound was almost enough to make her wet herself, but somehow she managed to hold it all in. Even through the sound of the woman washing her hands in the sink, Luna held herself and managed to contain all the liquid she had pent up inside her. She wasn’t sure how, but she was still dry when the woman opened the door in front of her. It took all of Luna’s self-control to avoid barging in and shoving the woman out of the bathroom so she could finally have relief. She forced herself to stand upright and somewhat presentably as the woman exited the bathroom and entered in after her. As soon as the door was closed, Luna had scant seconds to pull down her panties and sit herself down onto the seat before the floodgates opened. All the water, which had built up inside her and collected waste products from her biogel, flowed out in a green stream at full force into the toilet bowl. The relief she felt in that moment was so blissful she almost forgot why she had been so desperate in the first place. Luna felt her boobs shrink as her body returned to its normal shape. Before they were pressing out noticeably against the fabric of her dress, but now the fabric was relaxed. It wasn’t like she didn’t have any chest, but it was definitely a noticeable difference. As Luna continued to relieve herself, she heard someone jiggle the doorknob to the bathroom and panicked knocking. “Oh, please, please hurry up!” It was the dullahan’s voice. Apparently she had gotten her break after all, but now Luna was occupying the only bathroom. It was a small restaurant, so Luna wasn’t surprised they only had one set of bathrooms. Luna finished up and the dullahan waitress once again knocked on the door frantically. “Please tell me you’re done in there, I’m about to wet myself!” Luna didn’t answer, instead pulling up her panties, adjusting her dress, and flushing. She looked at herself in the mirror. It was definitely noticeable something had changed. Not only were her boobs smaller, but because they had been bigger, the dress had been noticeably stretched out and wrinkled to accommodate the bigger size. Now that they were normal again, her dress made her chest look almost deflated. “I look like a wreck… what am I gonna tell Alyssa? What if she winds up hating me for it…” Now that Luna had relieved herself, the utter desperation and just wanting to pee was replaced with dread at facing the predicament she had placed herself in. Luna went over to the sink and started washing her hands, earning her an audible moan of desperation outside the door. As the water ran over her biogel, Luna thought of something else. She had held it in for a while, and it had taken a few hours for the excess water in her body to be processed before it needed to be excreted. It wasn’t like she had just drank a bunch of water earlier and suddenly had to pee. It took her body time to notice imbalances in her biogel. If she were to absorb a bunch of water here in the bathroom, she could regain her busty form, and it would reasonably take a few hours for her to start feeling it again. That would give her enough time to get through the dinner and most of the movie, and even if she had to hold it at the tail end of the date as well, she held it over the entire hour-long drive and then some. She wasn’t looking forward to having to hold it again, let alone ever getting that desperate, but at least she could keep the facade up for a bit longer. Next time she saw Alyssa, she could say that she did something special for their first date and it would take her a bit to build up to that figure for longer than a few hours. “It’s a lot better than having to face the truth. I can do this! It’s not like I don’t have at least a few hours before having to pee again!” Luna began soaking up the water flowing from the bathroom sink. She could drink it, of course, but she could just as easily absorb it through her skin. It was way easier to hold her hands near the faucet, even if it would take a bit longer. “Please hurry up! I can’t hold it!” The dullahan banged on the door outside, desperation clear in her voice. Luna felt bad, but she needed to regain her busty form for the rest of her date with Alyssa. She’d only be a few minutes more anyway. As she stood in the mirror, Luna saw her boobs expand slowly back out to fill her dress properly. She stopped a little short of where they were last time. She didn’t think Alyssa would notice, and the less water she used, the longer she had before having to pee again. She turned the water off and headed over to the door. She barely had enough time to turn the handle before the door burst open and the dullahan rushed in. “Sorry, I’m practically wetting myself already! Get out of the way!” The dullahan rushed over to the toilet without even closing the door and struggled with her elaborate outfit. She was wearing a frilly dress with leggings and a petticoat as part of her gothic lolita style. The waitress danced around desperately as she balled up large parts of her outfit, trying to reach her leggings and panties to take them off. She moaned and gasped as a solid spurt leaked out between her legs and hit the bathroom floor with a loud patter. “Oh no no no! Please, just a few seconds longer!” The dullahan begged her body, trying to contain herself long enough to get her clothes off so she could pee. She struggled with her clothes for a few more seconds before another spurt escaped. She jammed her hands between her legs for a frantic moment, then realized that would just spread the flood around if she did burst. She tore her hands out from between her legs, spread them, and cursed as she tore her leggings at the crotch and moved her panties out of the way. She let out another substantial spurt onto the floor as she hobbled to the toilet and plopped herself onto it the wrong way around, practically hugging the water tank as she finally let go full force into the toilet. The sound was a powerful hissing, like a pressure washer, louder than Luna’s own flow had been. It was clear the dullahan had been holding it for hours. She let out an almost orgasmic moan before her head shifted in the harness that strapped it to her waist and she noticed that Luna was still standing there, staring wide-eyed at her, as she hadn’t had the opportunity to leave the bathroom yet. Her face lit up like a christmas tree and Luna could hear her flow stop for a split second as though she was trying to hold it until Luna had a chance to leave. Luna opened the bathroom door and barely had a chance to close it before she could hear the dullahan waitress let out another moan and start peeing again at full-force. Luna was acutely aware of how close she came to what just happened to the dullahan. Her hand went to her abdomen subconsciously as she recalled how much pressure had built up inside her. For now, though, she was feeling much better, and she still had the fruits of her efforts, so to speak. She might wind up having to pee again later, but for now she made her way back to Alyssa with a full chest and an empty bladder, ready to approach the rest of their date night with renewed determination. To be continued...
    3 points
  5. Last Saturday, I took my little guy to see the closing of the Winter Light Festival and fireworks. In anticipation of a large crowd. I drove to the train station closest to my house to ensure easy parking and took the train a few stops to the park. As expected, the line to get into the park was quite long and it took almost a half hour to get in. Thankfully was dressed for some colder weather... dark jeans, warm socks, big winter coat. Although it wasn’t that cold, it seemed like the smart choice... Upon entry, we walked around and were quite impressed with the lights. They really did a good job. Maybe will attach a couple of those photos too. What was not impressive was the lines for food and drinks... it took approximately 25 minutes to get a bratwurst and another 20 minutes to get a beer and some Fanta. After finishing our food and drinks, we walked around for about an hour waiting for the fireworks to start. Luckily we found a stand that served refreshments with a line that was manageable. It was especially short when the fireworks started lol because I had a short drive later in the evening, I limited my consumption to 2 beers. The lights and fireworks were very impressive, so I ended up forgetting about the annoyance of the long lines from earlier. Anyways, toward the end, my son was more than tired and I carried him all the way across the huge park on my shoulders ... We made it to the train with about a 15 minute wait... I obviously had to pee at this point and the train station started to fill. I had to either hold it or wait another 40 minutes. I decided to hold it. A tired kid and an extra 40 minutes was not happening ! Given my luck and super tiny bladder, I was nervous. I definitely did not want to pee myself!! However I had dark gray jeans and a big jacket as backup... proper planning I thought... the train was quite full, but we only had like 3 stops! I bit my lip and started to think that I might not make it... Somehow i made it to the car but I was REALLY desperate! Then my kid fell asleep! Damn!!! I could either leave him in the car on the street while I ran inside to pee OR be responsible, hold it, and carry him inside... I of course carried him to the house and thankfully he woke up because I was at a 9.99 and starting to have an accident. Hahahahaha I was trying sooo hard to hold on too!!! I set him down, unlocked the front door, kicked my shoes off and ran to bathroom (big jacket still on), shut and locked door .... but that was it, I started peeing my pants and couldn’t stop! Right in front of the toilet!!! Huge puddle at my feet and all!!! While my kid was knocking on the door “Papa!! Papa!!???”” I was like OMFG that did not just happen! To make matters worse I didn’t have a change of clothes and used my shower towel to clean the puddle!! So...I stripped down naked from waist down and stepped out of the bathroom (wet pee pants, boxers and socks in my hand with my coat draped over my arm) only to find my son standing there to ask “Papa why are you dressed so funny?” 🤣🤣🤣😳 damn it BUSTED Of course I had to take a couple photos ... As embarrassing/ shameful as it is, it’s always exciting later... and definitely fun to write about and share! Btw, the jeans were definitely not dark enough to hide ANYTHING 🤣
    3 points
  6. Lily

    This is going to be be a long story so be warned 😉 And I would also like to apologize in case there are a few mistakes inside the story. I still struggle with the english language a bit. Lily's cousin, Jenna, once tried a water diet to lose weight and so she decided to do it as well even if Lily never had the necessity to lose a few pounds since she's always been in top shape, the curiosity however towards this method was strong and so she tried it out. For the whole week Lily did nothing but drinking gallons and gallons of water spending half of her time in the bathroom either at her workplace or at home. Almost every day she got home from work with a bursting bladder and her two kids Sarah (5) and Matt (8) were constantly mocking her the moment she got into the house because she was an adult woman that did the pee pee dance like little children. Lily knew that adults weren't supposed to cross their legs and bounce around and she felt a bit embarassed of her childish behavior in front of the kids. She kept saying to herself "tomorrow I will control myself" but every evening the desire for relief was strong, very strong and she couldn't help but pee pee dancing all the way from the car to the toilet, while ignoring Matt's and Sarah's laughter. "Did you pee your pants mommy?", she heard outside the bathroom door on a daily basis. Sometimes they even sneaked into the bathroom to see if she really peed herself. Lily always denied it, which was true even though she always leaked a bit in her panties but never told them out of embarassment. This went on for five days and then, the weekend came. Lily promised Sarah and Matt to spend an afternoon at the local playground. The kids were very excited and since it wasn't that far away from their home they walked all the way there. While they were walking Lily felt a slight, harmless pressure in her crotch and that was when she realized that the next couple of hours were about to get tough. You see, over the past five days she was so used to drink a bottle of water every couple of hours that she started to do it almost unconsciously and since she was also used to always have a toilet nearby she didn't even think about the lack of bathrooms at the playground. "I didn't drink that much, it'll be fine", she tried to convince herself. She was relaxed and as they reached the area, a bit outside of their village, the kids already started to have fun. Some of their friends were there and so were their mothers, two women, Tina and Julia, good friends of Lily. They immediatly started talking and having a nice conversation while Lily's little pressure got bigger and bigger. The topic moved at some point on her water diet and they discussed it for a bit when Lily said: "And that twenty minute drive home from work kills me!" "Really?" , Tina asked interested. "Yeah, every evening half way through I start needing to pee and I come home bursting every time ... and then the kids make fun of me for bouncing around like a child." The women laughed. "My kid never says anything when I get home bursting for a piss, he couldn't care less about my needs", said Julia. "Lucky you", gasped Lily. "So you basically spend your days in constant need to pee?", joked Tina. Lily and Julia laughed. "Yes I do", said Lily "... I ... I actually have to pee again right now to be honest." "Really?", Tina was amused. "Well ... Yeah, but it's fine. I can hold it ... I drank water earlier because I forgot that I was supposed to come here with the kids." "You can always hide behind a bush somewhere, just in case. Haha", said Tina. Lily laughed and they kept on talking until, after a while, Julia noticed Lily was getting nervous and wiggled around a little bit. "How's your bladder, Lil?", she asked. Lily sighed: "I feel her." "You OK?" "Yeah, yeah I can hold it." "You sure?", Tina asked. "I have to ... If I can hold it every day during my drive back from ..." Lily stopped talking as she heard Sarah calling her from the other side of the playground. She was sitting on a swing and said: "Can you push me?!" "Of course!", she shouted back even if the last thing she wanted was to stand up. She pushed herself up and she moaned almost grumpily. "Ah shit, I need a piss." Tina laughed: "You can do it Lil!" "We'll see", she joked. As she reached Sarah she slowly started to push the swing. The constant movement made her bladder jiggle which, of course, wasn't helpful. She tried the best to not show any signs of desperation until her mind started drifting and without realizing she pushed her fingers against her crotch for just a brief moment. As she realized it she removed her hand and put it into her pants' pocket, she looked around to see if somebody noticed. All of the kids were distracted, only Lily's girlfriends were looking at her kind of amused. "I gotta pee!", she mentioned to them by just moving her lips. After a while Sarah decided that she had spent enough time on the swing and went to join her brother. Lily was relieved she could finally sit down again. "God, I'm about to wet myself", she whispered to her friends. "Why don't you go quickly behind those trees?" Julia asked. On the other side of the path that went along the playground there was a tini bit of forest with a few trees, enough to hide Lily's privates in case she decided to take a leak there. But she said, still whispering: "No! With all of the people that keep hiking along the way ... And all of the children here! You crazy?" "Alright", Julia giggled "you think you can hold it until you get back home?" "I have to." The women laughed a little as Lily felt a sudden spasm between her legs. She bended over, one hand in her crotch and moaned slighlty, Matt noticed that from the distance and yelled out loud: "Do you need to pee mommy?" Lily's friends started giggling. "No, I'm fine!", she said slightly embarassed. "I'm gonna die", she whispered again. "Julia, can you give me your coat please?" Julia was confused, she grabbed her coat and gave it to Lily. "Thanks", she whispered. Lily placed it over her lap and hid her hands underneath it so that she could unzip her pants and hold her crotch secretly. Both of her friends were looking down at her in curiosity. Tina moved closer to her and asked: "Are you seriously holding your pussy right now?" Julia added: "God, you really need to go." "You would probably do the same if you needed to pee as much as I do now" said Lily without sharing eye contact with them. She looked at her kids laughing and having fun just hoping that one of them got tired and wanted to go home. But it didn't happen. Time was passing and Lily kept having converations with her friends to distract her from the now urgent need. Julia noticed that at some point she stopped talking to them and was just wiggling back and forth with the need to pee written all over her face. She gently layed her hand on Lilys thigh and giggled: "Lil, is everything alright?" "I really gotta go", she laughed nervously. Julia continued: "Why don't you just pee through the bench?" "What?!", Lily looked at her a bit shocked. "Look, let's do it like this. You hide your whole lap with my coat, then you pull down your pants a little, I place my purse behind you so that oncoming people won't be able to see your butt and then you just let go!" "That's perfect", said Tina then she added: "I can also give you my coat to place in front of your legs so that the kids won't see your pee flowing through." Julia continued: "And then we're going to talk and laugh very loud so that nobody's gonna hear your pee splashing on the ground." Obviously Tina and Julia where joking but as they both laughed out loud Lily began to take that idea in consideration. "We could do that", she said half-serious. Julia stopped laughing and a bit worried she asked: "Wait you're really thinking about it?" Lily didn't know what to say. Tina got anxious: "Lily, if you really need to pee so bad you have to go somewhere." She looked down at Lily's legs that were crossed and squeezed together tight. "Listen", Tina said "I kinda have have to pee as well." Lily looked at her surprised and asked: "Really?" "Well yeah, not as much as you do, but I wouldn't mind having a nice little piss right now. So I suggest that we both now get up and go over there and go pee behind one of those trees. You go first, obviously, and in the meantime I make sure nobody is looking while you are taking the most beautiful piss of your life. Alright?" "I don't know", said Lily. Tina got a bit frustrated: "Lily, if you don't go you will wet your pants in the next few minutes ... In front of our kids!" Lily said nothing because she knew Tina was right. "Come on", said Tina "let's go pee." She grabbed Lily's arm and helped her get up. She had trouble standing up without losing control. Julia noticed that and said: "You better empty that bladder as quick as you can, Lil." In the distance Sarah noticed her mother was standing up and yelled: "Are we going home mommy?" "You wanna go home, honey?" "Yes!", Sarah said. "Ok ... Matt?! Do you want to go home as well?", Lily yelled across the playground. She kept holding the coat in her hand with which she hid her other hand still pressed against her crotch. Julia behind her on the bench couldn't keep her eyes off Lily's tightly crossed legs shaking back and forth quickly and she kept staring at that one hand that was still clenched between those thighs fighting against the pressure. Julia was worried, she had never seen her friend so desperate before. "Uuum, yeah!", said Matt eventually. "Alright, let's go!", yelled Lily at her kids while pretending everything's fine. She turned around layed the coat on the bench and whispered: "Thank god!" "And what are you going to do now?", asked Julia. Lily, still bended over the bench with crossed legs, said: "I have to find something along the path. I seriously can't hold it anymore." "You sure you don't want to go behind a tree now real quick?", said Tina silently. Julia started teasing Tina: "Seems like you're desperate as well. Haha" "Yeah, I was already looking forward to have a nice pee behind Lily ... By the way, don't make fun of me I am sure you are about to piss yourself as well." Julia replied: "Well, I wouldn't mind a little relief behind a tree either." "Please shut up!", said Lily as she took her purse "Don't make me think about peeing." Tina laughed: "Alright." The kids finally reached her mother. Lily turned around and stood upstraight immediately while trying to hide the pain of the pressure inside her. "Ok kids say bye bye to everyone!" , she said while moving away quickly from everybody and dragging her kids with her. She was in a rush. Julia, Tina and their children both waved them goodbye. Lily and the kids left the playground and very quickly started to walk along the path. Every step Lily made was horrible. She felt the urine's pressure against her bladder and the gravel on the ground made it even worse. She couldn't talk to her children anymore since she was way to focused on not wetting herself right in front of them. Sarah and Matt didn't really seem to notice their mothers need until Lily slipped on a tini rock and grabbed once again her crotch to not lose it. "Aah" she moaned desperately. Matt saw her hand deep within her thighs and asked: "Do you need to pee again mom?" A wave of ebarassment overcame Lily. Her first thought was to deny it again but there was no point in doing so anymore. "Yes, mommy needs to go potty very bad. So we have to get home quickly." Lily took the decision to not pee outside probably even in front of her kids because for her that would have been to humiliating. Sarah and Matt started to move faster since her mother told them so. Lily kept her hand between her thighs, she didn't care anymore. She had to pee, bad. Sarah began to giggle and asked: "Are you doing the pee pee dance?" Lily, exhausted: "Yes, I am doing the pee dance because I need to pee like a little girl." All of a sudden she stopped. A spasm. Lily bended over, crossed her legs and moaned, all in front of her children. "Do you pee your pants mommy?" , asked her daughter. "No, mommy just needs a little break because otherwise all of the pee is coming out." "Do you want to pee here?" asked Sarah again. "No, here ... Aaaargh", another spasm. A few spurts came out of her, hoping that the kids wouldn't notice she pulled herself together and they kept on walking fast towards home and towards a toilet that Lily couldn't stop thinking about. It was evening and lucky for her the path was empty. "Mommy!" , said Sarah all of a sudden. "What?!", Lily was nervous. "My shoe is untied." Without stopping Lily looked down at her daughters shoe and saw how her shoelaces where flying around. The last thing she wanted to do now was to stop and tie her shoes but her motherly instincts knew that if she kept walking at that speed Sarah might trip and get hurt. Lily kept walking. "Mommy!", Sarah yelled. "Argh", Lily stopped and got down on one knee in front of the child. She squeezed her thighs together as tight as she could and started to tie her shoe. Her hands were shaking and she couldn't hold still. Matt next to her kept watching her, he couldn't believe that a grown up woman had to pee so bad. "Aaah", she moaned desperate. "You ok?", Sarah asked. "No, I have to pee very very very bad, honey!" The intense desire of taking a pee overcame her and in that moment a strong gush of urine exploded out of her. Matt was shocked as he saw the little stream coming out of her pants. She immediately stopped tying Sarah's shoes and moved her hands back to her to stop the oncoming flow. Sarah heard the splashes and asked: "Did you pee your pants?" Lily didn't listen to her. She stopped the urine but shortly after another spurt shot out of her, splashing once again on the ground. Lily panicked, she felt the urine on her hands and knew immediately that this was it. "The pee, the pee is coming out!", she said desperately to her kids as she immediately started to unzip her pants as another spurt came out of her. She couldn't stop it. Lily pulled her pants down a bit to late and then the pee just shot out of her like a wonderful fountain. Sarah took a few steps back so that her shoes won't get hit by her mothers urine powerful pee stream. "Aaaah", Lily moaned silently, followed by a strong hissing sound and the intense splashes on the graveled ground. Her kids all around her were stunned and just looked at their mother's visble stream that just created the biggest pee puddle they've ever seen. Lily knew that they where staring down there but the relief that just got over her overshadowed everything. The urine was flowing and flowing. "This is a long pee", Matt said amused. "Yes", you could hear the relief in Lilys voice: "mommy had a lot of pee inside her." Then she gasped of exhaustion. "You are making a lake mommy." Sarah laughed. She looked down and only now Lily realized how much she actually peed. A massive puddle was underneath her and about to flow in Matt's direction who also looked at it with a bit of disbelief. The last drops dribbled out of Lily and without standing up she dragged her pants back on so that the kids wouldn't see her vagina. It was already embarassing enough that they saw her pissing in front of them. Lily drew herself up and felt lighter than ever. "Oh my god", she said "I feel like a feather." Sarah, still in front of her, started to laugh again. "What?" "You peed in your pants". Lily's face turned red, she forgot about the spurts at the beginning. She looked at her crotch and saw a little wet patch which turned out to be bigger as she moved her hand on her butt and felt the wettness. "Even a grown up pees in her pants sometimes." She turned to Matt who was still a bit stunned by wat just happened. He saw his mother pee before but never like this. "You ok?" Lily asked. He nodded. "Look at the big lake I made.", she decided to embrace her embarassment hoping that it would make the situation less awkward. "You could swim in it", joked Sarah as she was about to touch the pee puddle with her shoe. "No!", said Lily and pulled her foot away. Her shoelace wasn't tied properly. Lily laughed a bit about her incapacity to act properly while desperate. She redid the knot, took Sarah and Matt by the hand and walked away, until Lily realized that she was holding her children with hands that were covered in urine a few minutes before. She let go without telling anyone and they walked back home without a worry in the world.
    3 points
  7. I think I am falling in love! https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5e1dae350f8d2
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  8. Pee Breaks

    At 10:30, Ann was feeling hopeful. On the one hand, she hadn't peed for 12 hours straight, and the squatting, standing, stretching, and climbing ladders that shelf-stacking involved had put her distended bladder in very uncomfortable situations, threatening to empty itself every time she jiggled it or reached too high. On the other hand though, she hadn't so much as dribbled in her pee break, and now that her stacking was done she'd be able to stop aggravating her bladder and just stand still behind the till until lunch. Ann thought she might just make it these last two hours before sweet relief was hers. Helen came hurrying over with a nervous look on her face, her hands repeatedly brushing the back of her skirt against her legs. "Ann could you do me a favour please?" She asked, eyes darting around, "Is there something on the back of my skirt?" "No, I don't think so." She lied, noticing the shiny wet mark running from just below Helen's bum to the hem of her denim dress. "Why? Did you sit in something?" Relieved, Helen grinned and told Ann all about her little experience. "The till's unattended now. Could you go and take over from me?" Helen asked, "I'm really sorry about my mess, I'll come and clean it up as soon as I change. Do you need me to get you a change of pee break too?" "No thanks, I'm still all dry. I'm a big girl!" Ann mocked, gingerly stepping over to the till, noting the little puddle on the floor and praying that she wouldn't be making her own before lunch. From her vantage point she could see Helen waddle over to the vending machine and begin the surprisingly discreet process of removing her full pee break and replacing it with a fresh one. She imagined how Helen's empty bladder must feel, trying to remember what seemed like an eternity ago: the time when she didn't have to pee. The heat between her legs intensified as her thighs squeezed together, helping her exhausted urethra contain her ocean of piss and for a moment she considered just letting go. "Do you have to go potty?" A voice snapped her out of her daydream. "Sorry, sir?" She looked at the customer standing in front of her, confused. "I said do you have Harry Potter?" "Yes, sorry sir, over there." She pointed. Helen came back with a bucket and mop and began to clean up her mess. Ann served a few customers, but was constantly distracted by the sloshing of the water in the mop bucket, reminding her of her own enormous container of liquid sloshing about inside her. "Helen, are you done yet? This isn't helping!" She snapped. "Sorry, Ann. I can still smell the pee. I won't be long." "Are you sure it isn't yourself you're smelling? You didn't exactly manage to clean up properly after you pissed your pants." Helen blushed and thought about her poor knickers that she'd soaked, she reached under her dress and felt their dampness through her tights. "Maybe you're right. Sorry, I'll, go and empty this bucket." "No. Wait." Something occured to Ann, "I'll do it." "No, that's ok." Said Helen, "it's my mess, I'll finish cleaning up." "No, please, I insist." Ann replied. "No, don't be silly, I don't want to make things harder for you with your full bladder. You stay here." "Oh for f***'s sake! I need to piss in the bucket before I empty it!" she snapped again, picking up the bucket and hobbling over to the cleaning cupboard on the other side of the shop. She dumped the bucket of swirling liquid on the floor, pushed down on the cupboard's handle and, for the first time in her adult life, a jet of pee shot out uninvited into her pants. Her face flushed red as she clamped her left hand between her legs, struggling with the unmoving handle with her right. Another spurt came out and she panicked. She got it under control but as she fumbled for a second with the button on her jeans a long slow leak began. She yanked her jeans and panties down in one jittery motion and let her waters gush out into the bucket. She sat, perched on the lip as pee flowed and flowed from her aching bladder, tingling and heating up her privates. The noise of her urine splashing against the water echoed around the shop, but Ann couldn't care less. "Oh. I'm so sorry!" exclaimed Helen as she came round the corner, keys in hand. "I thought you'd need these."
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  9. Version 1.0.0

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  10. Version 1.0.0

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    Plot Outline While enjoying a field trip, five ordinary students suddenly find themselves stranded in an unfamiliar world. But it soon turns out that they might not be quite as ordinary as they thought! You play as Reguma, schoolboy and RPG expert, as he leads his four cute schoolgirl classmates through a grand adventure in a fantastical realm, battling against demon hoards and fulfilling an ancient prophecy. But facing long treks, exhausting fights and sticky situations, will these girls be able to keep their underwear dry? Summary This is an English translation of the full version of Ao Kurage's wonderful RPG もじクエ (MojiQue) into English. The project was officially completed on the 10th of September, 2020 with the help of many contributors and supporters! The GitHub page for the translation can be found here. Please find the original Japanese version here. Uncensor Patch Here's an optional uncensor patch for the bath scene: https://mega.nz/file/xYNkUSbR#HPIP30eeDhjYdraOviQuJxg-41FYs2KSs-fKSFlMaEk Drag the Graphics folder into the root of the game directory, overwriting all files. A rencensor patch (for reverting the uncensor patch) is available here: https://mega.nz/file/JcMTkAKK#1xB6OxbeacrIM-oYC2Wp_XW3K2mYKwLdE9rSM1inqvc Discussion Thread My Game Won't Work! PLEASE READ. You may see an error like this: If so, please follow the instructions below to allow Japanese games to be supported on a non-Japanese Windows PC. Not following these steps is the cause of many error messages encountered when trying to play this game. Navigate to the Control Panel and go to the Clock and Region section Click on the Region link Switch to the Administrative tab Click on Change system locale... Open the Current system locale drop down and select Japanese (Japan) Click OK on the open dialogs, then restart your system There has also been plenty of discussion around technical issues in this file's comments section already, so please search around before asking. Survey: Feedback and Issues Please let me know at the following link if you have found any problems with the translated dialogue in the full version of the game. https://www.surveymonkey.com/r/FZP6TKX
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  11. Back in 2012, I wrote my first few Dutch omorashi stories. It wasn't until 2019 that I finally managed to finish the English translation of my first story and post it here. Now, almost one year later, I'm proud to announce the translation of my second story. Many thanks to arg08 for checking my English spelling and grammar! I've already started translating my next story, but it might take a while before I'm done. In the mean time, you can read the Dutch versions of my first 11 stories on my site: https://vochtigeverhalen.home.blog/ In trouble “Who wants to go into the city and have a few drinks?” someone asked. “Sorry, not me,” Susan said, “I’ve completely had it for this week. I’m going to get in my car and drive straight home.” “I’ll catch up with you on the way,” Bart smiled. “My car’s not working, but in fifteen minutes the lease company will deliver a replacement vehicle.” The cheerful twinkle in Bart’s eyes made Susan’s heart melt. After Will had left her, she had slowly grown to really like her new colleague. But being an insecure person, she hadn’t had the nerve yet to act upon her feelings. As a good-looking woman, she was very much aware of her appeal to the opposite sex. Strangely enough, this didn’t give her the self-confidence she needed to ask Bart out on a date. After all, he had never shown any sign of interest in her. Either way, right now Susan’s mind was occupied with something completely different than her attractive colleague. “Everybody have a nice weekend!” Susan grabbed her bag and walked into the hallway. She really needed to pee. The three big glasses of water she’d had this afternoon, had not been ineffective. She passed the ladies’ room and headed for the exit. She took her smartphone and checked the traffic news. A delay of at least one hour on her route, she concluded with a content smile. Before she got into her car, she carefully covered her seat with a big plastic bag. She made sure her long coat was on the back seat. Check. Everything was going according to plan. Susan felt a pleasant tension in her belly. Today it was going to happen! Ever since it had inadvertently happened to her half a year ago, she had constantly fantasized about it: peeing her pants in her car, amidst hundreds of unsuspecting other road users. The time she had involuntarily lost control over her bladder, had been a revelation to her. She had discovered the thrill of doing something a grown-up woman wasn’t supposed to do. In the past few months, she had regularly peed her pants in front of her bedroom mirror, enjoying the nice warmth between her legs and the look of the steadily expanding stain in her pants. The arousal this caused in her body had invariably resulted in an electrifying self-induced orgasm. Two weeks ago, Susan had first hit the streets in her wet pants. Her heart pounding from excitement at the thought of the secret hidden underneath her long coat, she had crossed the city for an hour. But she wanted more: just like last time, she wanted to feel the thrill of almost losing control, having nowhere to go, being overwhelmed by an untamable force of nature. And thanks to her overloaded bladder and at least two hours of slow-moving and stationary traffic, exactly that was about to happen. Just as she wanted to leave the parking lot, someone knocked on the passenger side window. It was Bart. Red-faced from exertion, he opened the door. “I’m glad I managed to catch up with you,” he gasped. “The lease company just informed me that they are unable to arrange a substitute car today. Would you mind giving me a ride?” Bart lived less than a mile away from her, and she had just firmly stated she would drive directly home. So Susan couldn’t think of an excuse to refuse Bart a lift. “Sure, no problem.” She forced a smile. A second later Bart was sitting next to her, talking nineteen to the dozen about his plans for the weekend. Susan slowly started to panic: here she was, highly desperate to pee, with a few hours of traffic jam ahead of her, sitting next to the man she wanted to impress more than anyone in the world. Without visiting a toilet, there was no way she would be able to make it home dry. She had done everything in her power to make that impossible. The restroom in the office building lured her, but with only thirty feet behind the wheels, it felt awkward to turn around for a bathroom break already. That would make a very strange impression on her passenger. Anyway, she had always had a hard time talking about toileting. Although she knew everybody did it, she preferred not to remind other people that she too had such primitive needs. Today there would be no way around it, but she decided to wait until the first gas station along the highway. She should be able to make it till there. To relieve the pressure on her bladder, she pressed her thighs tightly together. While Susan agitatedly drove to the highway, she did her best to sociably chat along with Bart. But she could barely focus on what he was saying. She felt she could lose control over her bladder any moment. If she didn’t get to a toilet soon, she would pee her pants like a baby, right before the eyes of her handsome colleague. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Bart watching her. “Hey, why are you sitting on a plastic bag?” he suddenly asked. Damn. At the side, that stupid thing was sticking out from under her legs. “Er, the color of these pants rubs off on the fabric of the seat,” was the first thing she could think of. She immediately realized how silly it sounded: she had deliberately put on slightly bleached jeans because these would give the most exciting stains on getting wet. But Bart seemed to be satisfied with her explanation. Six miles down the highway she took the life-saving exit to the gas station. “Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom,” she excused herself, hastily getting out of the car. “No problem, that’s better than wetting yourself,” Bart joked. Susan felt her face turn red. Bart would be shocked to know that was exactly what she had planned to do. Moments later, she sighed in relief while she emptied her bladder in the somewhat gross, but more than welcome Shell toilet. Her stream seemed to go on forever. There was no way she could have held it for a few more hours. As she pulled up her panties and jeans, she praised the Lord for the fact these would remain bone-dry today. “All right, we’re ready to go,” she said cheerily when she retook her position behind the wheel. Shortly afterwards, they joined a long queue of cars. According to the radio, it was an extremely busy rush hour. It was going to take them at least two hours to get home. Even though her original plan had just gone down the drain, this was music to Susan’s ears: this way, she was going to have Bart to herself for a long time. Thanks to the relief of her bladder, her shyness had suddenly vanished. She relaxedly chit-chatted with Bart about all kinds of things. And he seemed to enjoy it as much as she did. When they had started talking about their vacation plans, Susan became aware that she felt the urge to pee again. It was not as bad as it was earlier, but much worse than one would expect only twenty minutes after using the toilet. She made a mental list of all the drinks she’d had that day. The three long drink glasses of water she’d drunk that afternoon accounted for at least two pints. But to make sure she’d be about to burst on leaving, she’d already knocked back some tea and coffee in the morning. And a cup of milk at lunch... She didn’t know the bladder capacity of the average female, but after cumulating her moisture intake of the day, she could only conclude that the pee she’d had earlier had only been the tip of the iceberg. Now her body had started to get rid of the remainder of the superfluous fluid. Initially Susan didn’t worry much about it. Today she had already proved she could hold her pee for a very long time, so she should be able to make it through a few hours in her car. But it didn’t take long before she realized that her bladder was filling at an increased rate. Struck by a slight panic, she feverishly tried to remember where the closest toilet facilities were. At full speed, she reckoned, it would take her at least half an our to reach the next gas station. But traffic had just come to a complete stop, so the saving toilet might as well have been in Timbuktu. “You’re so quiet all of a sudden,” Bart remarked. “Sorry, I’m a little tired,” Susan replied. In the next thirty minutes they covered a lousy three miles. It was less than an hour after her relieving bathroom break, but once again Susan felt like her bladder was about to explode. She restlessly squirmed back and forth in her seat. She might be able to hold on for another quarter of an hour, but her self-created destiny was inevitable: whether she wanted it or not, she was going to pee her pants. Susan thought back to what had happened last time. She had fought tooth and nail against the power of nature, which had resulted in her completely losing control over her body for ten seconds. She figured it might be better to take matters into her own hands, now and then releasing a bit of pee in a controlled manner. In this way, it would hopefully take longer for the crotch of her pants to get drenched. The water she passed was bound to flow to the lowest point, so with a bit of luck it would reach her butt unseen. If, in the meantime, she acted as normal as possible, maybe Bart wouldn’t notice a thing! Keeping a close eye on the man next to her, she carefully relaxed her sphincter. Immediately she felt the already familiar sensation of warm moisture filling her briefs. Then, with some effort, she retook control over her bladder. She inconspicuously looked downward. Between her legs the fabric of her jeans showed a small wet spot, but from his position, Bart could probably not see it. Again, Susan released some fluid, this time a little bit longer. She felt how her rear end started to get damp. Unconsciously, she heaved a sigh. “Yeah, this traffic jam is frustrating,” Bart said. “Yes, very annoying,” Susan said, while she secretly let a third warm stream escape from her body. “Could you please hand me my bag?” Bart passed her the handbag he had put on the floor in front of him on entering the car. Susan took out a tissue and pretended to blow her nose. Acting nonchalant, she left the purse on her lap, covering up the slowly growing wet patch in her crotch. She dared to relax a little again, but she constantly remained aware of her now soaking wet buttocks. Two endless hours later Susan pulled up in front of Bart’s house. Her bladder was still on the verge of bursting. During the drive she had managed to restrain the pressure by repeatedly letting out a dribble of pee, but the limited absorbency of the back of her pants had forced her to hold back. If she had opened all floodgates, the liquid would undoubtedly have reached the front of her pants. Her purse would no longer have sufficed to hide her disgrace from Bart. As a matter of fact, to her shock, Bart had offered to put her bag on the back seat. Luckily, she’d come up with a pretext to keep him from doing that. “You know, I was thinking,” Bart said, “you’re probably too tired to make yourself a meal. Why don’t you grab a bite at my place? I’m gonna make a delicious risotto.” Dinner at Bart’s home! There was nothing Susan would have loved to do more, but she had made it impossible for herself. “Er, I’d certainly like to do that sometime,” she stammered, “but I’m terribly tired. I’m gonna go home and lie down on the couch.” “I have a couch too, you know,” Bart said invitingly. “No, thanks, I really prefer to go home.” Bart looked disappointed, but didn’t try to persuade her. “Okay, have a nice weekend then. And thanks for the ride!” Susan let out a big sigh. She had made it. She had wet her pants, but Bart hadn’t noticed a thing. As her stress level dropped, Susan was no longer able to remain in control of her protesting bladder. Before she reached the end of the street, she felt her bodily fluid turbulently gush from between her legs. She flung her purse on the back seat. In astonishment she looked down at her pants, that got soaked in just a matter of seconds. Lightning fast, the modest wet spot in her crotch extended to her inner thighs. The fabric around her butt was completely saturated now. Moisture started to drip from the plastic bag onto the floor. Without a doubt, the improvised protective layer would be inadequate to keep her seat dry. She didn’t care, and didn’t make the slightest effort to regain the power over her sphincter. She kept peeing in one big spurt, that seemed to last forever. She was wetting herself like a baby, but she felt stronger than ever. No one on earth could touch her. She just did what she felt like doing, ignoring all rules and conventions. She couldn’t help pushing the gas a little harder. When a traffic light turned red she quickly made a dash for it. The adrenaline was rushing through her veins. Therefore it took a while before the stop sign of the police car reached her consciousness, and made her land back on earth with a bang. “Well ma’am,” the policeman said after Susan had lowered her window, “it looks like you’re in a pretty big hurry. You just ran a red light at full speed. Do you have an explanation for that?” “No, officer, I’m sorry,” Susan said timidly, “I just wasn’t paying attention. I’ll understand if I get a ticket for that.” With her arms, she tried to hide the wet spots in her pantlegs as best she could. “You’re right, I have to fine you for this,” the cop said. “Can I see you driver’s license, please?” Damn. Susan’s driver’s license was in the bag she had just carelessly tossed on the back seat. It was far beyond her reach. She would have to make a quarter turn and stretch her body in order to grab it, giving the officer a full view of her sopping wet bottom. She broke out in a sweat. For the second time today she had gotten herself in trouble. “No, I’m sorry,” she replied as friendly as possible, “I accidentally left my license at home this morning. Maybe you can access my personal information through my license plate number?” “Could you please get out of the car?” the policeman asked. “We can talk easier that way.” He clearly didn’t intend to let Susan get away with it easily. “Er, can’t we just do it like this, I, er...” Susan stuttered. “Ma’am, I firmly ask you to leave your vehicle,” the man repeated in an insistent tone. It was obvious that the cop didn’t like to be argued with, and that she’d only make things worse for herself if she refused to cooperate. Reluctantly she opened the door and stepped out of the car. She felt the drenched fabric of her pants stick to her legs. She was so embarrassed she wished for the ground to swallow her up. “As you probably know,” the officer-of-law started preaching, “as of 2005, every citizen from the age of 14 is obliged under the Identification Req...” He didn’t finish his sentence. The harsh expression on his face was replaced by bewilderment. It took some time before he fully realized what he saw. In front of him stood an attractive young woman with shoulder-length blond hair, bright green eyes and female curves in all the right places, who had peed her pants. The big wet spot in the crotch of her jeans, which she fruitlessly tried to cover with her hands, didn’t leave any room for interpretation. In the reflection of the car window he could see the material around her well-defined buttocks was soaked. Full of shame, Susan looked down at her feet. “I... I guess you’d better go home,” the stupefied cop stammered. “We all make mistakes sometimes.” After a last sheepish glance at Susan’s pants he walked back to his car. Her heart pounding, Susan slammed the door of her house behind her. The car ride home had turned out more exciting than she could have imagined. First she had secretly peed her pants in the presence of her colleague, subsequently she had totally revealed herself to a complete stranger. She had gone through some fearful moments, but now, in the safety of her own home, arousal prevailed. She took off the long coat that had hidden her wet pants from the eyes of oblivious passers-by on the street. In the mirror in her bedroom she inspected the dark blue blots in her pants. She flopped down onto her bed. When she rolled over, big damp stains marked the place where her buttocks had touched the sheet. She lay down on her back and ran her hands over her wet pantlegs. She pulled down her pants and swept over her saturated briefs. Then Susan could no longer suppress the desire to touch herself in that one sensitive spot. Instants later she experienced her most explosive orgasm in ages.
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  12. Perhaps the only thing Alisha loves more than peeing in her panties is being watched as she pees in her underwear. In this sexy and wet video Alisha intentionally pees in her cute little pink cotton panties while we watch. Then, after she is done peeing, she poses in her dripping wet underwear for the camera. Eventually she takes off her soaked panties and holds them up, showing off just how wet they are.
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  13. Ripped. Caution! Pissing in underwear - CatherineRain.mp4
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  14. Smoking itself doesn't have any effect on my bladder, but smoking outside when desperate is a challenge, especially when it's cold outside or raining.
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  15. In this video you get to enjoy having Alisha as your “little one,” and she tells you that she has wet her diaper. This POV age-play video puts you in the scene as Alisha’s “daddy.” Wearing only a cute pull-on diaper and a t-shirt she runs up to you, telling you that she had an accident, again, and needs to be changed. She apologizes for wetting herself again, and begs you to change her, doesn’t want you to be mad. Deeply apologetic, she feels bad for having yet another accident, but asks you not to spank her. She points out that this accident is a lot smaller than some of the ones she has had in the past, and that she really doesn’t like spankings. Finally, she runs off to her bedroom to wait for you to change her.
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  16. We had a snow day from work yesterday so I stayed home working on art and wet my pants throughout the day. I had some red underwear and red pants so wanted to take some pictures and a video to contribute to this thread. I was on the verge of wetting myself by the time I started to take the video, I was hoping to show some more desperation but by the time I hit record I was already leaking uncontrollably. I was able to grab my cock to stop the flow for a moment, but their was no stopping this flood. Ill have to upload the video onto the downloads section as its too large for message. here's the link. Anyway, enjoy!
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  17. Sorry for the calligraphy but the whole text is written in my native language (Italian) and has been subsequently translated into English with Google Translate. The story was written for me so to satisfy my fetishes, don't read it if you don't want, Thanks ! Chapter 5,escape from the palace; The Duchess and her escort were walking down the corridor, they would arrive at the accident site in a few minutes. Meanwhile Fredegunde had successfully restored Chloe's magical power, her body had recovered, she was now physically, but her mind was devastated, she had felt upset about killing Elizabeth and then had suffered too much from prolonged use of over-magic, Chloe's psyche was shaken, her brain hadn't been damaged fortunately, but Chloe's knowledge was hurt, hurt by Chloe's own desire to blame herself, Fredegunde fortunately understood the situation and to solve it archmage had to use 2 high level spells, hypnosis and dreamy mind control, the first was a medium level spell normally, but to work, the magical power of the caster had to be at least half the victim, otherwise the probability of success was 0%, fortunately Fredegunde was aware that he could hypnotize Chloe easily, and once hypnotized she could enter Chloe's mind, do he could either make her have a dream that helped her to clear herself or she could simply erase her memory, taking Fredegunde realized 2 things however, the first was that if someone had known what Chloe had done, she probably would have been locked up or executed with the charge of being possessed by a demon, and the second thing was ... he really had to pee! In the meantime: (Marsillia'mind '): I feel so dirty, damned archimage, I bet he used a spell on me! I'm happy to be able to help the young lady though, and maybe I'll get my reward! Marsillia, with her panties full and humidified, took a complete set of chloe clothes, a blanket and walking so as not to disperse the load she had in her panties began to return to the accident site. (Chief of the guards): So how did the meeting with the high priest go? Are you ready to recognize your daughters as heirs to the throne before the gods? (Duchess): unfortunately not ... as long as that little girl is around nobody else will be able to inherit the throne ... (Duchess'mind '): if only something happened to make it disappear ... how happy I would be, nonsense would be enough, so now the emperor is a puppet in my control! (Chief of the guards): I'm sorry majesty, but equally the little Chloe would become empress, even if she is younger than Elizabeth, being a direct descent, it could not be otherwise ... (Duchess): I am aware of it, now let's see how my daughters are doing, wait, what happened here? The Duchess rounded the corner and saw Chloe, Isabel and Elizabeth on the ground, the archmage who seemed to ... cure Chloe ... and signs of destruction could be seen on most of the walls. (Duchess'mind '): attack of demons? (Duchess): archmage! Report what happened immediately! (Fredegunde'mind ') the worst person who could arrive ... perfect! (Fredegunde): I don't know! I found the girls on the ground and injured, now I'm out of danger! (Duchess): it is not enough as an explanation, if you don't know it, you just have to discover it with magic! (Fredegunde): to heal Chloe I have used up almost all my magic power, now I can't use divination magic! Obviously the last part was a lie. (Fredegunde'mind '): I have to take Chloe away, probably if the Duchess finds out what happened she could use everything to put her daughters on the throne. What can I do? I can't just go away with Chloe, Chloe is still unconscious and above all naked, then I don't know where I could go, apart from my old house the only place I've been except this palace is an inn far from here, almost on the border with the kingdom of the elves ... For now I have to stay here, see what the Duchess' daughters have to say, restore Chloe's mind and then, as a last resort, leave the palace! Fredegunde's plan was good, but ... (Duchess): If you can't use magic I'll do it! (Fredegunde'mind ') ... what? .... oh no ... shit! it didn't take The Duchess took a white wooden stick out of her dress, the wand seemed to shine, it was definitely a magical tool, and it looked really powerful! (Duchess): magic of divination, show me the truth, revelation! environmental alteration magic, projects the truth, showing itself! The Duchess used a relic that allowed spells to be cast even to those who had no magical power, obviously she was not omnipotent and her uses were limited. (Marsillia): how's Chloe doing? I brought her clothes ... the Duchess ... she is here ... uwaaaa! Sorry, sorry, I am mortified my lady, mistress forgive me, I could not change myself because of the strong desire to save his daughters! Marsillia was surprised, did not expect to find the Duchess, began to bow over and over again, apologizing and hoping that her dedication would somehow reward her. As he bowed a disgusting sound and an equally terrible smell were emitted from his clothes due to the smashing of the feces in his panties. (Duchess): I understand, leave those clothes here and change now, your presence disgusts me! (Marsillia): I'm really sorry, I'm mortified, thanks for the opportunity, I'll change immediately. Marsillia ran away ignoring the crushing feeling of her waste. (Duchess): ok, the spells have been activated successfully, now we will see what really happened, guards, carefully observed, every detail could give us information on the enemy! (All guards): yes! (Fredegunde): I want to resist, indeed, I really want to take Chloe away with me if you try to arrest her, she has lost control, it's not her fault! Guards I don't want to hurt you! But get away from Chloe! (Duchess'mind '): what do you want? It is unbearable! (Duchess): the archmage has run out of magical power, arrest her too! It is in league with demons, it is the enemy of humans! (All guards): yes! ~poof~ Just as the guards were about to take the archmage, she disappeared with Chloe. (Duchess): shit! Captain put a size of 100 gold coins on their heads, tell the guild of adventurers who are two demons, who attacked the emperor's family in his palace and who want to destroy the capital! (Duchess'mind '): that archmage fooled me eh, I had to expect everything, even the teleportation. (Duchess): bring my daughters to bed and take care of them, I want all the court wizards at their disposal. (Duchess'mind '): I did not expect that shy archmage who is always closed in his room could do such a thing, I underestimated it, but now I have no more hassle, the empire is completely in my hands. (Fredegunde): I'm falling! Fredegunde had no clear idea of where to teleport, so teleporting brought the two girls almost 2 Km (1 mi) from the inn, but the worst part is that they were 100 meters (328 ft) above the ground, Fredegunde screamed for fear of falling, her full bladder, due to the fear of falling, released a strong jet of pee that went to moisten her white panties, Fredegunde was falling, she had clothes in one hand and with the other she was holding Chloe's hand naked and unconscious, she couldn't use flying magic, Chloe would have been too heavy to hold with one hand, she had no choice but to wait for the perfect moment to use the soft landing magic on Chloe and herself, it would have hurt a little but nothing relevant. ~Thud~ ~Thud~ ~psshhh~ The impact was stronger than expected and another stream of pee came out of the archmage's tired bladder, her white panties had a slightly yellowish wet spot right where her crack was. (Fredegunde'mind): we are in a wood, probably near the inn, I have to find a place to lighten my bladder, or ... I can simply ... ~Pssssssssshhh~ ~hiss~ ~hiss~ ~psshhh~ (Fredegunde): aaah, it makes me feel so good! (Fredegunde'mind ') wow! I really had to go eh, it's a fantastic feeling, I would like to have time to touch and enjoy myself in the intimacy of my room sitting on my comfortable bed! Now there is no time though, it is getting evening and the woods can be dangerous, I need a safe place to restore Chloe's mind and then I need to sleep to recover magical power, now I have to dress Chloe and hide this accident, wow is the first time that I hold my urine for more than 10 minutes since I feel the need to go, I think those potions have really filled my bladder! Fredegunde with a little embarrassment, put on Chloe first the dark blue panties, then the dress, a simple white dress without too many embroideries, then put on her stockings and realized that she had not taken the shoes. After dressing Chloe and hiding her accident she decided to laboriously take Chloe in her arms and use the flight spell and sensing magic to find the inn. (Fredegunde'mind '): she was fortunately close! The inn was located near a small border town, it was a medium-sized 2-storey building, its appearance was average in the world but for Chloe and Fredegunde it was a place for poor people. (Fredegunde): good evening is allowed? (Owner of the inn): young ladies, welcome to our inn, my name is Odo, the owner, our inn, the sleeping bear is the best in the area, I am sure you will find yourself well, what can I do for you? (Fredegunde): my sister and I would like a place to spend the night, thank you! (Odo'mind '): mmmmm, they look like two nobles ... (Odo): I have a free room but it has a single bed, one of which will sleep on the floor, sorry, he could also sleep in the barn, if he wishes. (Fredegunde): the room with the single bed is fine, thanks! (Odo): fine, it would be 2 silver coins, 1 for each customer, but since the bed is single, just 1 silver coin is enough. Obviously advance payment and 2 copper coins as guarantee. (Fredegunde): ... (Fredegunde'mind '): I don't have any money, how can I do it, should I sell an item? Should I invent a credible story? should I beg this man? No I have no time to waste, I will use magic! (Fredegunde): sir you know me right? (Odo): I'm sure I've never seen it before, no ... wait ... my friend, how much time has passed since I last saw you! What can I do for you? (Fredegunde): my friend, see me and my sister we came here to see you but we forgot to bring the money and it is now night and it is late to go home, so I would like you to host us in your inn at least until tomorrow morning, if you can obviously ... (Odo): but of course my friend, I have this room free but it has only one bed, sorry but the others are occupied by adventurers ... (Fredegunde): okay, let's take that room, thank you my friend, you saved us! (Odo): for you this and other my friend, the room is 8, have a good sleep! (Fredegunde): thank you friend! Fredegunde had hypnotized Odo, now he had to do the same with Chloe, only it would have been more difficult! Much more difficult... Ok, end of the fifth chapter! World statistics: Average demon: Magic: 25 Strength: 50 Bladder: 16 Bowel: 16 Average adult elf (100 years) Magic: 40 Strength: 10 Bladder: 4 Bowel: 4 Average adult human (25 years old): Magic: 1 Strength: 10 Bladder: 8 Bowel: 8 Chlothsinda (wet princess or Chloe) Magic: 200 Strength: 15 (basic) 70 (high magical boost) Bladder: 6 (awake) -2 (sleeping) Bowel: 7 (when awake) 5 (sleeping) Isabel (prodigy sorceress) Magic: 85 Strength: 1 (basic) Bladder: 3 (awake) 4 (sleeping) Bowel: 3 (when awake) 4 (sleeping) Elizabeth (remorse stepsister) Magic: 0 Strength: 6 Bladder: 1 (awake) 2 (sleeping) Bowel: 6 (awake) 2 (sleeping) Marsillia (maid who fart) Magic: 3 Strength: 9 Bladder: 4(awake) 6(sleeping) Bowel: 2 (awake) 5 (sleeping) Fredegunde (the perverted archmage) Magic: 320 Strength: 5(basic) Bladder: 10(awake) 1(sleeping) Bowel: 5(awake) 5 (sleeping) Statistical info: if the bladder is at 1 as a statistic it means that you are completely incontinent, the values can drop below zero in case of spells or curses! if the bowel is at 3 then the persomage will flow easily and often, the intestine can go down to a maximum of -3! strength (basic) means without magic upgrade! If you find words of non-colloquial use please let me know thanks!
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  18. The house is silent. It’s late. With street lamps off, every inch of the room is lost in blackness. My parents are away, making me responsible for my two younger sisters. I hear one awake. They shuffle toward my room and the door swings slowly open. The hallway night light silhouettes young Lilly tip toeing toward me. I know why she’s here, I secretly hoped for it. She taps my arm. “Did it happen?” I ask, not wanting to unnecessarily embarrass her. “Yes,” the sheepish reply. “It’s okay. Were you wearing a diaper?” “No. I...” Lilly’s voice was shaky and tearful. “Don’t worry. Mom doesn’t have to know.” We walked hand in hand to the dim bathroom, where I helped her out of her wet pyjamas and dried her with a bath towel. I left her with wet wipes while I retrieved a clean shirt and pants, then helped her dress. She was shaking when I tucked her into my dry bed, so I offered what reassurance I could, then held her hand until she was asleep. As much as it pains me to see Lilly upset with herself, I had been praying for this to happen tonight. I feel guilty for it, but her bed was legitimately wet now. I have the perfect excuse to have some fun, and it’s not the end of the world if I can’t hide all the evidence. As I walk out I scoop a pair of leggings from my linen basket. I close the door and walk down the hall past Amy. I check she is sound asleep and close her door too. Lilly’s room is on the other side of the bathroom, secluded at the far end of the house. I step in and click the door shut. A night light glows on its dimmest setting, making shapes of furniture loom from the dark. The aroma is sweet, unmistakably the smell of my sister’s accident. I feel ashamed to use her as a cover story, but I adore playing like this and simply cannot get away with damaging my mattress. Lilly’s bears the scars from many accidents, and Mom has fully prepared it with a waterproof protector. I wonder how intentional Lilly’s accidents are. She’s getting older and should surely have grown out of it by now. Does she enjoy it as much as I do? Why wasn’t she wearing her diaper? I replace my pyjamas with the leggings. I know I can include them in the bedding wash without suspicion. Then, at last, I perch my bottom on her bed. The cold clammy sheets make my leggings damp. I swing my legs up and lay back. My bladder seems suddenly on the verge of release, as if I have just stepped in a bathroom and am lowering down onto the seat. My body is trained to know the feeling of Lilly’s wet bed. This ritual has happened so many times. I am deeply aroused. My routine knows what’s coming. With a hand behind my head, my right begins to circle my crotch. The first tentative touches through the material are the beginning of my journey. With fingers almost trembling, I explore the seam that runs along the seat of the leggings. The fabric is doubled over here, numbing the sensations within. My fingertips survey the textile in detail. I run them up and down, side to side. Every curve must be explored. From up above, where the waist band rests on my bladder, to below where the top of my legs met with the crest of my bottom. I place one finger either side and feel how swollen it is. The fabric stretched over the skin, the skin stretched over my arousal. I draw my fingers together, bringing the tips to the crevice which aches to be touched. Slow exploration becomes tapping, the impact of my fingers’ dance starting the swell of pleasure within. Soon tapping becomes rubbing. The once delicate curves demanding more and more pressure to feel alive. My heartbeat throbs in my ears, muted heavy breaths roll over my tongue. Before I know it my hand has slipped past the waistband. Fingers traverse sticky wet lips. Damp leggings press my hand flat. While my index and middle fingers explore the folds, my other fingers are forced further down. I feel the tight dot of my bottom hole squeezing and pulsing. It seems to writhe with the waves of pleasure that grow within me. My small finger is lost to the warmth between cheeks. I close my eyes. Without a thought, I have fingers deep inside me now. My knees are rising uncommanded, heels digging into bed. Wet sheets cling to my arching back. My hand is on the verge of cramping. The same repetitive circling of my fingers fatiguing me. I’m on autopilot. I don’t think about any action. Despite the ache in my wrist I penetrate harder and faster. I am rewarded by waves of pleasure, coming and going with growing power. I gasp. Deep within, fingers slip between velvety skin. I know the spot well, drawing up and down it again and again. I am close now. Very close. The flutters that come and go stay for longer. Each one pulling me higher. My body rises more from the bed, heals lifting my bottom clear of the sheets. Groans escape into the room. It’s arriving. I want to wet the bed in time with this, but I’ve no clue how. I’ve never done the two together like but I crave the idea. I gasp, trying to relax without hindering the impending climax. I feel the need to pee, I really do. It’s almost too much. Fingers pound me, thumb searching for pee hole but meeting the hard nipple of my cliterous instead. I try to relax. Force me bladder. Pant, gasp. Then a victory. One short sharp squirt of liquid hits my palm and disappears through my fingers. A scream is muffled into a moan. Deep inside my attempts to relax give way to spasms that come at lightning speed. My bottom hits the bed hard, thighs trembling beyond control. The urge to pee battles with pleasure. Another press inside and the spasms grip my middle finger harder than ever. I can’t take it. Bursts of pee begin erupting from me. I can’t breath for the joy of it. Every wave of pleasure breaks into a hot golden splash that smothers my fingers. I withdraw my aching hand. An involuntary gasp signals a finale, the ecstasy writhing though becoming a breath in the night. As pleasure fades I can relax fully. The trickle of pee that runs to my bottom becomes a stream. The hiss is louder than any moan. Cold sheets become warm again, the precious hot liquid pooling around my back. My leggings are soaked and I love it. I’m almost exhausted, but not quite. So aroused by my own activities, I cannot find rest. In a final act, I remove the saturated leggings and allow my recovering hand to find my cliterous. It is electric to touch. I circle it with my index finger, building my body to one final indulgence. At last, my work is done.
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    From the album: Off-Limits!

    Here's the next page! And it didn't take over a month! 😃
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  20. I have just been talking to someone on here about potential ways to get away with wetting their panties and being able to keep them on undetected. I came up with this potential idea. Put on your fave wetting panties --> then put a pad into another pair of panties --> pull them up over the first pair --> Put on leggings / tights / jeans etc. Then, you can pull everything but the first pair of panties down, pee through them and enjoy the wetting, then just pull the pad and panties back up and let the pad deal with any excess drips or wetness!
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  21. I’m currently at a beach. 5’2, 140lbs (I like to think it’s more muscle than fat), dark hair. Black bikini. My need to pee began to grow, quickly. I’m not sure why the desperation crept up on me, but it did. Within minutes of feeling the need to pee, my clit started to gently tingle. But then I felt pain in my bladder, which I don’t like. I decided that I was going to go in the ocean. The only problem was that the ocean was cold. I couldn’t even get waist deep. I walked maybe 30-50 feet away from other swimmers (I hope this is enough?) and kept walking. I made a decision to let go, but nothing came out. I could feel my pee inching its way out, and my clit wanted attention (I gave it none, as I’m in public). I went a tiny bit deeper into the ocean, and again decided to pee. This time, I felt a hot spurt. My bikini bottom was now wet with my pee. It felt amazing. I both pushed and let myself relax, and hot piss began to stream down my legs. I kept walking while peeing, my legs hot with the pee. Then, I went deeper into the ocean, and let it wash my piss away. And now, I’m about to go back into the ocean...
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  22. Yes. Being that close to someone who knows you and feeling sort of helpless as you lose control is not a good feeling when it happens.
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  23. Finally, picks for the real fans.
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  24. All the best playing with your new baloon😋
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  25. This video was posted as a series of about 15 smaller videos on Twitter. I merged them into a single video for viewing convenience, but you'll still see the cuts. The video itself is a truly specacular hold though. 😄 Original poster is here: https://twitter.com/pbabygirl44 Nudity warning twitter @pbabygirl44 holding in grey panties and socks combined.mp4
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  27. Here you go! I hope this is what you wanted, I'm not familiar with the series.
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  28. To make it 100% correct 😄 : "einE"
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  29. Already on here. Ep 5.
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  30. Very nice. A good snug fit too.
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  31. No sorry daniel2 I don't think this 15 minutes video ever existed or if she did wait another 15 minutes it's not on video. I have searched forever looking for this to no avail, sorry to bring such sad news but we live in hope here all of us do.
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  32. Kind of... I mean if the fluids you are drinking are not diuretic it could. But really, if you need to drink a lot in a very short period of time for water intoxication to be a concern. Also, if you are doing this for omo related purposes, drinking this much is a bad idea. It won't make you have to pee faster; In fact, it will have the opposite effect. At a certain point your cells are going to start storing the extra water available to them, and at this point urine production is going to go down. Additionally, one of the things that makes you feel desperate to pee is bladder irritation. If your pee is too watered down, that means fewer irritants in the bladder and less desperate urges. It might seem counter intuitive, but drinking too much water, too fast, will actually cause you to hold it longer. To rapidly achieve desperation, you should alternate between drinking hydrating beverages, like water, and things that have a diuretic effect, like tea or soda. This should maximize urine production. Once you have maximized your kidney's ability to produce urine at a certain rate, you aren't going to be able to fill your bladder faster by drinking more, so there is no added benefit in trying to drink as much as you can without getting sick or risking water toxicity effects. The equivalent of one large water bottle an hour is more than enough. No, not really. What happens with water intoxication is your bodily fluids, including your blood, become some dilute that the cells are no longer able to perform their tasks. Putting food in you isn't going to change this. Mixing drinks with a diuretic effect in with the water you are drinking will help some, but again, see my previous statement regarding your kidney's only being able to make urine so fast anyway and how you are not going to be be able to speed this up, regardless of how much you drink.
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  33. There were a few, in which I was on a road trip or going for a ride with someone else, and I didn't want to wet myself in front of them. But fortunately I didn't.
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  34. Thank you for reading! I'm like this most of the time as well. I think this was the first time it was so bad I was about to have an actual accident, since I was five or something, so I can't say I have more stories like this.
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  35. Lily

    That was a fantasmic story
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    It's starting to feel like a forlorn hope, but I'm rooting for Dakota to make it through this. As much as this situation is insanely hot, I can't help but find it awful that this poor girl's whole future is being put at risk by a group of mean girls putting her through a seemingly impossible ordeal. I hope she somehow makes it, better still if those brats get some form of comeuppance.
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  37. That’s not Joker’s room, dummy, he has green hair and clown makeup, smh get your facts right 😤🙄🤦‍♀️ (While more description on the scenario wasn’t really what I was asking for, which was a different scenario that was more unique than just standing and holding, I appreciate the detail you went into anyway, and will still draw it for you)
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  38. If I remember right, when people tried to date here in the past, most of the times they were told that it's "not a dating site". Though, literally every omorashi related forum/site tells they're not a dating site, except dead peecupid. There're pretty much no dating friendly sites relevant to omo afaik. "People on the internet" are exactly the same people you would meet at local brewery or anime con, it's not like they live in special creeps reservation where they get access to kink sites and hunt for their prey, lol. Wherever you meet someone who you plan to have more than a cup of coffee with, you have to use a lot of precautions and listen to your feelings, it's just life. Some people are dangerous, period, it doesn't make a huge difference if you met them on NSFW site, or if they offered you a drink at bar down the street, either one could be a serial killer.
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  39. Chloe had been looking forward to going on this roller coaster ever since the park first spoke of it. The ride was called 'THE PLUNGER' and it had 5 loop de loops! She had dragged her best friend Mia all the way to the theme park just for this one ride. Chloe was wearing a tight light blue t-shirt and some jeans held up with a belt, whereas Mia was wearing denim shorts and a long sleeve top. They had both drank alot of water on the way to the theme park as the day was very hot. Chloe had chosen to get to the park really early to avoid queues for the new ride and be the first to try it out. As they arrived at the park Mia asked to use the toilet before going on the ride. "NO! We need to be the first one on the ride Mia! Pee after, it wont take that long. Don't worry, I kinda need to go too!" She said grabbing Mia's hand and racing off to the ride as the gates opened. They arrived as some of the first people and went on the front row. "I do hope it's not too bad" Mia started "I actually have to pee pretty badly" "I have to pee a little bit too but not that bad" Chloe returned. The ride started up and they where carried into the air up to the first drop. The ride blasted down and zoomed through two loops when the girls heard a scatching noise. The ride started to slow down as they reached another dropping section and came to a holt. "what just happened? Why did we stop?" Chloe asked. A voice came through a nearby speaker "The Ride has broken down we are sorry for any inconveniences, if you are stuck on the ride just wait for the ride to be fixed. Refunds will be issued if the waiting period is too long. Thank you." "They better get this ride going soon then" laughed Mia "getting desperate over here" The ride however did not start anytime soon. Nearly two hours later the ride was still stuck and situations had become more dire. Chloe noticed that in the past 15 minutes Mia had stopped speaking and was not silently fidgeting. She herself was getting increasingly desperate to the point of crossing her legs. "If they take much longer i will wet myself" said Mia after a while. "I'm really fucking desperate Chlo" "Don't worry they wont be too long now" said Chloe unsurely. Another 10 minutes passed and now chloe had started to feel really desperate. The barrier was pressing uncomfortably on her bladder, the more she struggled the worse it became. Mia was now fidgeting wildly and wimpering from time to time. "Chlo I...I think im gonna wet myself... seriously, I just leaked in my pants" she stammered. "Wait shit really?? Come on Mia you can hold it just try and distract yourself." "I cant it's just... Shit no. I cant hold it. Chlo i dont know what to do im about to pee! Fuck fuck i cant stop it. It keeps leaking out." "Use your hands to stop it" Chloe rushed, but she could see it was too late, there was a growing wet spot on her friends shorts. "Fuck It's coming out. I... cant stop...I cant" Mia fell silent and started to cry. There was pee running down her legs and seat. "Chlo i've just wet myself" "It's okay dont worry its not your fault" Chloe tried sympathetically. Seeing her friend wet herself had increased her need however and she was started to think she would be in the same place soon" 15 minutes painfully dragged along as Chloe struggled against her increasing need to pee. Her Bladder bulged against the barrier and she kept nearly leaking. "How you holding up Chlo?" asked Mia who had recovered from her accident. "I don't think i can hold it much longer, If the ride doesnt start soon.." She trailed off. After another painful 7 minutes the ride started up. What happened next was horrible, the loops where torture to her swollen bladder and she nearly leaked at the third drop. Against all odds she made it through the rest of the ride. "Mia wheres the nearest toilet" She asked With her hands on her crotch hopping from one foot to the other. As Mia checked the map Chloe had another painful urge to pee. She squeezed all her muscles as hard as she could and succefully held it in. "Mia please hurry i'm about to wet myself" "Looks like its this way" Mia shouted running off to the left. As they arrived at the toilets Chloe saw the massive line and groaned. She was doomed..... Stay tuned for the next part of the story! Comment what you would do in her situation 😛
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  40. yay someone got the reference
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  41. Hopefully this post will be allowed here because it's a really big problem. Hundreds of absolutely incredible and authentic desperation and wetting videos are gone forever because of this issue. DO NOT link videos from YouTube on this site. When you do, they're removed inside of a couple of hours. I don't know what dark magic is used to cause this, but YouTube seems to somehow detect when a video is linked or embedded on a pornographic site. I know that it's a lot of work, but if you want to share a video from YouTube, you need to download the video and upload it here rather than link or embed it. This way, even if the video is removed, it's preserved here where YouTube can't hurt it. If you absolutely can't download it, then just post the full name of the video without linking it so people can manually search for it. This way someone else can hopefully download it before YouTube finds out some other way. Great content for this fetish is already so limited and we need to save everything we can. Please remember this going forward. Thank you.
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  42. As someone who's had decent experience with diapers and learning their capacities over the years, I think your problems may not stem from finding a diaper that can hold your capacity, but finding one that can hold your capacity all at once. Most diapers are designed to hold quite a bit, but the absorption rate of anything must be taken into account. The brand I'm currently using, the Northshore Megamax, has an impressive 6.5 litre capacity, and is quite comfy to boot, but I can't say it would hold up as well if you tried to empty and entirely full bladder into it without trying to slow the stream some. Another brand I am fond of is the ConfiDry 24/7, which has a lesser maximum capacity at 3 litres, but it is more quick to absorb and doesn't leak as often if you just unload on it. Granted, both of these brands are tape-on kinds... you're absolutely not going to find a pull-up style diaper that can stand up to the full force of an adult bladder all at once 😛
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  43. WIP Working on that Inkling girl comic
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  45. Pee Breaks

    "Are you ok, miss? You look quite uncomfortable." said a concerned customer as Helen tried to simultaneously scan his purchases and relieve herself. "Yes sir, sorry. I'm fine. We got new uniforms today and I'm just getting used to them." The customer looked around to see the workers all in various black and white outfits, wondering what she meant by new uniform, but decided not to press her on it, handing over his money and leaving slightly confuswd. Helen was starting to worry. It had been nearly 90 minutes since she'd put her per break in, two and a half hours since she'd squatted in the shower and let the previous evening's pints of cider had gushed down the drain (she was nothing if not environmentally friendly), and still she'd been unable to pee. She was starting to worry about overfilling the pee break; would two and a half hours fit? She wasn't desperate, but she had to go and didn't fancy waiting until her lunch break. It was now or never, but nothing would come out. It had been so easy in the managers' meeting where they'd been introduced to the technology. She'd thought it strange being asked to go to the bathroom at 10 if she was going to attend the meeting at 12, but understood after the boffin from the pee breaks company explained the technology. Sat around the table in the meeting room, the four managers had slipped their pee breaks into position and let loose, laughing at Mike who had forgotten about the 10 o clock pee and had to clamp his hand over his penis to stop before he soaked his jeans, shuffling desperately out into the corridor to finish his pee in the toilet. She thought back to the meeting and tried to imagine how it felt, hoping to encourage nature along. She tried to feel the warmth and wetness spreading over her genitals and quickly being wicked away by the pee break. She imagined how it compared to the time she'd peed in a traffic jam, the similar relief and feeling in her knickers, and the differences: the lack of warm pee pooling around her bum, the confidence of doing it on purpose rather than embarrassment and defeat as it forced its way out. Still nothing happened, she was as dry as she was an hour ago. She gave up and squatted down to get a new till roll. As she squatted she sneezed and a dribble of pee came out. Instinctively she clenched and stopped it, squeezing her thighs together as she stood back up. Only when she'd inserted the new till roll did she realise what she'd just done. Eureka! Helen squatted again and began to pee, letting it out slowly and steadily for fear of overwhelming the pee break. She basked in the warmth and the relief for a few seconds, only to be interrupted, "Excuse me. Can I pay for these please?" Again she clenched instinctively and stopped the flow, looking up at the customer like she'd caught her in some naughty act. "Of course, one second," said the still-crouching Helen, relaxing again to restart her pee. She slowly straightened up, managing to keep the gentle flow going as she did so. "That'll be £16.98 please." She told the customer as her bladder continued to empty into the warm, wet pee break. Just as the payment had almost gone through and Helen's bladder was almost empty, a leak ran down the inside of her left thigh. "Shit." She muttered under her breath as she clenched for a third time. "Are you ok?" asked the customer. "Yeah, it's nothing. Don't worry. Have a nice day!" Helen dismissed the customer. She considered going to the machine and taking a fresh pee break to finish off, but the current one seemed to have dried, and the temptation to was too great. She squatted again, relaxed a final time, and let the remainder of her bladder empty. To her dismay, it poured over the saturated pee break, dripping and splattering over the floor, wetting her knickers and leaving what she hoped wasn't a noticeable damp patch on her skirt. Oh well, she thought, at least she was empty now.
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    Yeeeees! She got a little shiver too! I'm so happy to see her so relaxed and joyful! T^T
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  47. Part 3 & Epilogue There's quite a bit of messing and sexual content, as a warning. Hope you're okay with that. The AXO sisters arrived at Delta Upsilon and entered the first room, a large and cleared out living room. Without the furniture and with the attached secondary living room and open kitchen, the first floor could somewhat uncomfortably fit 150 people, and with over 80 sorority sisters and at least 60 fraternity brothers, all that room would be needed. There were a couple of tables for beer pong and other drinking games, and the kitchen had a whole counter dedicated to shots and mixed drinks, while the living room had not one, not two, not three, but four kegs of beer. Additionally, a DJ booth was set up and one of the living rooms was clearly intended for dancing. As the girls arrived, the boys raised their cups and cheered. The upperclassmen generally knew each other, and the ladies grabbed their own cups to pour themselves beer and mingle with their friends. A few sorority sisters had brought leftover lemonade and set it down with the shots. A large plastic container was filled with a mystery mixed drink, referred to by the fraternity brothers with vaguely offensive-sounding names like “jungle juice” and “wop” and some of the lemonade was poured in it. Emily took the microphone at the DJ booth to grab people’s attention. “First of all, just a thank you again to Delta Upsilon for their hospitality. Today’s lemonade fundraiser as a big success and you deserve to celebrate! Before we crank up the music and let you all get to it, the freshmen need to join me for celebratory SHOTS for joining the best sorority on campus!” Another cheer echoed through the building and fraternity members started pouring shots of tequila for each of the freshmen. Stina, Maria, and Nio grinned at each other and downed their shots, but all three began coughing in reaction to the burning sensation. Maria couldn’t help but let another wet fart out, fortunately covered up by the sound of the DJ beginning his setlist. The coughing didn’t help Nio’s desperation, either, who felt the first spurt dampen her pantyhose and shorts. Katie, on the other hand, took her shot like a champ and grabbed cups to give to the struggling freshmen so they could pour themselves a chaser. Katie and Lizzie went for the jungle juice while Stina, Maria, and Nio poured themselves coke. They saw Rowan, Selene, and Claire head to the kegs to get beer as chaser. Stina swore she could now see a hint of a wet spot from behind Rowan, right on the seam at the bottom of her shapely butt. Maria scanned the room for Alex before finding him by the beer kegs. She winked at Stina and Nio before joining him. She bent over to pour herself a beer and intentionally pointed her ass at him. The act of bending over caused her to fart yet again, just loud enough for Alex to hear. She turned to face him. “Oops.” He grinned. “You did what I asked.” “I sure did. Wanna dance?” They joined the crowd on the dance floor as the DJ began to play some upbeat hip-hop music. Maria always loved to dance and grinded her clenched ass into Alex, who she could quickly feel get excited through his jeans. He grabbed her breasts while she grinded on him, feeling her hardening nipples. His other hand ran up her thigh. Maria was lost in the moment and her ass unclenched momentarily, letting out a particularly raunchy fart. She could feel his dick twitch. He whispered, “Are you going to lose it?” She turned around and put her arms around him. “It’s getting close… but will you lose it?” She leaned in and began to make out with him on the dance floor. Her hands wandered down and she rubbed his bulge while his felt her ass hanging out of her daisy duke shorts. He ran his finger along her crack and felt a vague dampness. Her tiny white g-string (to prevent a visible underwear with such skimpy shorts) would stop nothing. He then pulled her clenched buttcheeks apart. Gasping, Maria let out a real shart, runny shit escaping and ruining her thong. He pulled her in close and kissed her before spinning her around. She bent down to give him a good look; the seam hugging her crack showed a dark spot about the size of a quarter as the messy poop stained through. She backed herself up to him and grinded against his crotch again. Meanwhile, Stina and Nio had joined Rowan by the beers. Selene and Claire were dancing with boys, but Rowan stood still and had her legs tightly crossed. Her curly blonde hair glistened with sweat from the effort of holding it. She looked pleadingly at Stina and Nio as they poured themselves beers. “Please. Help me. I’m going to piss myself.” Nio sympathized and showed her small wet spot on her shorts. “Me too… but what should we do? We can’t use the bathroom and if we get caught we’re not gonna be allowed to join!” Stina scanned the room. The two living rooms were packed as people played drinking games and danced, but the kitchen was momentarily empty. She grabbed Nio and Rowan. “Come with me, I got an idea.” Nio spurted twice more as she was grabbed and essentially dragged across the room. The wet spot and damp patches on her pantyhose were visible, but in the dimly lit frat house, she wasn’t obvious… yet. She led them to the kitchen and behind the counter with the hard alcohol and mixed drinks. The counter blocked their lower halves from the rest of the room. “Alright, one of you pull your pants down just far enough to piss in a cup while we block you from anyone who walks into the kitchen, then we switch.” Rowan was terrified. “There’s like 100 people who could see me, it’s too risky!” Nio felt another spurt and said, “Fuck it, let’s do it.” They backed into a corner so Rowan and Stina could block any potential kitchen visitors from seeing Nio. Stina chugged her beer so her cup would be available. Nio fumbled with her buttons before pulling her shorts halfway down her thighs. Stina stared at Nio’s visible parts as the whole crotch of her pantyhose was visibly wet. Nio made an impatient noise and Stina broke out of her reverie and handed Nio the cup. Nio didn’t bother to pull down her pantyhose and pressed the cup right to her crotch and let go. Stina could hear the hissing and the cup filling up and felt herself get wetter… but not from urine. Rowan struggled as she heard Nio’s relief and Stina glanced over to see her wet spot expand around her crotch to the size of a baseball. Fortunately for her, Nio then finished peeing and handed Stina her cup back before pulling up her shorts. Peeing through her pantyhose caused some glistening wetness to roll down her legs, but none of the boys or Callie would likely notice. Only a couple people had come in and out of the kitchen, mainly to pour themselves more alcohol, and they didn’t bother to look closer at three girls who looked like they were merely having a conversation. Nio and Stina looked to Rowan. Rowan looked down at her pants and said, “Fuck it, okay let’s do it.” Stina went to pour the cup out of the sink as Rowan got into position and unbuttoned her tight jeans, revealing red underwear. Stina handed her her cup and she and Nio formed a wall. Rowan pulled her jeans down partway down her thighs, revealing her underwear as boyshorts, now sporting a darker red stain throughout the crotch. She set the cup not a second too soon as pee started gushing out of her through her underwear. Ten seconds in, though, and her eyes went wide with panic. Stina whispered, “What’s wrong?” Rowan whispered, “I can’t hold it, I’m pooping too.” Stina and Nio didn’t know what to say and in the silence heard crackling in addition to the hissing. Stina looked down but couldn’t see anything except very wet panties. As her stream dribbled to a halt, she heard one last fart before Rowan handed her the very full cup. She turned a little and felt the bulge in the back, which Stina could see was about the size of an orange, but fully contained by her full cut boyshorts. Not knowing what else to do, Rowan gingerly pulled up her jeans, wincing as it began to flatten her poop. After she buttoned up, she spun around. “Is it visible?” Stina and Nio looked closely… Stina in particular. Stina could smell the faint scent of shit, but it wasn’t overpowering and the jeans were tight enough that while you could detect a faint bulge, they flattened the poop enough that people would likely not notice. The solid quality meant nothing stained through. Stina said, “I… uh… think you actually got away with it.” Rowan turned around and was bright red. “I’m so sorry you saw that… but thank you for helping.” Nio smiled. “Hey, sisters for life now. It’ll make a good story in ten years.” Rowan smiled weakly. “Maybe thirty years.” Meanwhile, Maria was still dancing with Alex. More runny poop had left a brown stain the size of a dollar. She could feel her cheeks feel wet and messy but could also feel Alex’s throbbing penis. She was trying to make him cum before she shit herself, but she was on her last legs. She straightened up and raised her head to tell him, “I can’t hold it anymore…” He leaned into her ear. “Then don’t.” She then bent over a little and pushed her ass against him again as a loud fart heralded her shitting herself as a first blast of a mixture of runny and solid shit, likely thanks to those cheesy nachos, flew out. She knew he could feel it come out and she rubbed her ass against his crotch, staining the front of his jeans and finally… she could feel his penis throb against her ass as he came in his pants. That, her shitting herself, and a trail of runny poop beginning to run down her thighs was too much for her, and for the first time without touching herself or the help of someone else, she came as well, gasping in surprise. Alex held her close so no one could see their respective stains. “Let’s go to my room upstairs.” As she came to her senses, Maria nodded and they walked in sync so no one could see his front or her behind. She hadn’t let everything out, fortunately, otherwise her shit would be on the ground, but as it is, she felt exposed with poop along her thighs. They made it into the stairwell and eventually into Alex’s room and they finally separated. Maria gave Alex a once over, seeing his jeans brown and wet in the front from his own cum and her poop. She felt a push and grunted, turning around so he could see her ass as she pushed out the rest of the poop, now more solid. Chunks fell between her leg holes and onto the ground and she peed as well, forming a small puddle. Alex, to his surprise, was hard again and began to pull her shorts down while she continued to poop. He saw her now completely stained white thong and pulled that down as well, leading her to the bed. Downstairs, Katie and Lizzie had had several drinks and were in line to play beer pong when the fraternity brothers lined up to face them offered them a proposition. “What do you think we up the ante and make it strip beer pong?” Lizzie, more shy, was tentative. “In front of everyone?” Katie was very tipsy and just responded, “I’m down. Comon Lizzie!” Lizzie groaned and nodded. She hoped the game distracted her from her need to pee. The lack of bathroom at dinner plus several drinks was putting a strain on her bladder. The boys exchanged high fives. One wearing a fraternity themed tank and jeans said, “Great. I’m Sam.” He pointed to his friend. “This is Oscar.” Oscar was wearing a button up and chino shorts. They set up and Oscar said, “Ladies first.” Lizzie threw the first shot and sank her shot. The two guys took a sip of their beer before Sam asked, “So who’s taking off their clothes between us?” Lizzie pointed to him. “You take off your shirt.” Sam obliged and then Katie took her shot but missed. Sam and Oscar grinned as they each took a shot and downed both of them immediately. Lizzie, who was standing with her legs crossed trying to ignore her bladder, groaned. Katie drunkenly threw her hands in the air. “Hey, I’m just wearing a dress, it’s too easy.” Katie had to pee, too, but was barely aware in her drunken state. Oscar nodded. “Okay, Katie, take off your shoes. We’ll save the dress for next time. Lizzie… your tank top please.” Lizzie pulled off her top, which barely hid anything anyway, to show off large breasts barely held in by her lacy white bra. Lizzie and Katie both took a sip of their beer, as well. She took her own shot and missed, but Katie got a lucky shot. She pointed at Oscar, who took off his button up. Sam missed his next shot, but Oscar sank his and pointed right back at Katie. Katie pretended to pout before pulling off her pink sundress and throwing it to the side. Underneath, she had on matching light blue hipster panties and bra. Katie hadn’t even noticed she had spurted into her panties, but the boys mistook the small wet spot to mean she was aroused by the situation… and she was, as well. Lizzie saw the wet spot and thought that she was going to have an accident soon, too, and didn’t want Callie or the boys to notice. She steeled herself to win the game and threw a perfect shot. She pointed to Sam, who took off his jeans to show off his boxer briefs. Despite being apprehensive, she was now enjoying the sight of two very in-shape men standing half naked in front of her. She particularly noted the firm bulge in Sam’s boxer briefs. Katie missed her shot wildly, but Sam and Oscar both missed as well. Lizzie drained her returning shot. The process of shooting, though, caused a spurt, and she felt the first wetness on her grey thong. Ignoring it, she pointed to Oscar. “Let’s make it even for both of you.” Oscar took off his shorts and was wearing regular boxers, but they too showed a bit of a bulge. Katie, unsurprisingly, missed, but Sam sunk his shot as Oscar missed and pointed to Lizzie. She pulled off her short skirt and saw Sam and Oscar’s bulges grow as they saw her thong and her wet spot. Lizzie grinned and threw her shot, sinking it. Katie, miraculously, made her shot and won the game as Sam and Oscar finished their beers. The crowd around them was now chanting for Sam and Oscar to strip, who begrudgingly obliged and stripped to the nude, showing off their rather erect cocks. Sam made a motion to upstairs and Lizzie nodded in agreement, taking Katie in tow as the crowd cheered. Once in Sam and Oscar’s room, Katie suddenly hunched over and crossed her legs. “Oh shit. I really have to pee.” Sam responded, “Just go to the bathroom, then.” Lizzie explained, “Callie said we couldn’t and that Delta Upsilon’s leadership agreed to ban the bathrooms for the night.” Oscar was incredulous. “What? Why?” “Apparently an AXO pissed in a keg bucket and embarrassed the sorority.” “Man, I would actually love to see that.” Katie was too drunk to have inhibitions. “Well, you can see me do this.” Before anyone could stop her, she spread her legs and pissed forcefully through her blue underwear onto the ground. A puddle grew and grew, but Lizzie noted both boys were fully erect and completely entranced watching. It seems this wasn’t going to ruin the evening after all… When she was done, Katie grinned at the boys and flopped onto the bed. Oscar and Sam shifted uncomfortably, unsure of what to do but seriously aroused. Lizzie offered a solution. “Katie is definitely too drunk, we should let her pass out. But, to make sure you don’t tell anyone else about her accident… why I don’t I reward both of you for your silence?” Oscar and Sam high fived again and said simultaneously, “Yes!” Lizzie took off her wet thong and began to blow Sam and stroke Oscar at the same time. After a few minutes, she signaled Oscar to move, and he moved behind her and began to penetrate her as she continued to blow Sam. Oscar’s penis pushed against her bladder, jacking up her desperation, but it also felt good to her. It wasn’t long before she could feel an orgasm coming. As Sam came in her mouth, she came and began to squirt repeatedly as her bladder could hold on no longer. As Oscar felt her squirt on him, he came as well, pulling out and cumming on her back. Lizzie saw the rather large puddle beneath her, but it seemed Sam and Oscar didn’t care one bit. Sam grinned. “I think you won our silence from Callie.” Downstairs, it was clear the alcohol and dancing was working and people were regularly making their escape to hook up. Stina saw Claire sitting on a couch and making out with a guy and could see up her skirt, seeing a stained wet thong and brown stains on the inside of her denim miniskirt. She was bemused at what the guy would think if and when they hooked up and he undressed her. Joanna, too, was grinding on a guy, and she wondered if he would be as into it if he knew the inside of her leggings was coated with shit. Nio, too, was confident her wet spots had dried and was chatting up a boy in a corner. Stina, meanwhile, was too busy observing the desperate girls to get sucked into chatting with a boy. Her own urges were reaching desperate levels, but she had been easily distracted, first by watching Lizzie and Katie’s strip beer pong game (and noting their wet spots) and now watching Claire, Joanna, and Nio, knowing their secrets. Rowan, too, had overcome her embarrassment and was playing flip cup, and Stina watched her intently, knowing despite her mostly dried wet spot, she was hiding a much messier accident. At one point, a boy grabbed her ass, and she immediately batted his hand away. Stina wondered if he noticed. She sipped her beer, crossing her legs absentmindedly as she watched Claire and the boy join Joanna and her man on the dance floor. Stina felt a surge of horniness as she realized Joanna had a shining wet spot on her black leggings. She was letting it out in spurts! The darkness, the black leggings, and Joanna’s continuous dancing prevented anyone from noticing the several wet spots on the ground, especially as there as plenty of spilled drinks all over as well. Claire, however, did seem to notice and seemed to think it was a great idea, as Stina saw a spurt go straight down between her legs in her skirt before another rivulet ran down along her legs, her man none the wiser. Watching them slowly let go was too much for Stina, and she finally began to pee, dampening her black panties before she crossed her legs and bent over, forcing the stream to stop. Mercedes walked up to her. “So… you’re into the ladies.” Stina looked back, shocked at being caught before releasing another stream. “Uh. What?” Mercedes gave a knowing look. “You’re the only sister who hasn’t been talking to or dancing with a boy all night. It’s okay. There’s always at least one in every recruitment class. No one holds it against you.” Stina stammered at both being found out and over having an accident. “I… uhh… to be honest… I’ve never admitted to myself that.” Mercedes looked her up and down and finally saw the stream running down Stina’s toned swimmer legs. “Oh! That. No big deal.” She leaned in and said, “I had a small accident at dinner myself.” Stina nodded. “I noticed…” “I thought you might have been checking me out. Well, rookie, why don’t I show you the ropes?” Mercedes grabbed Stina’s hand and began to dance with her, leaving Stina’s puddle in the corner of the room. Stina felt surreal, dancing as her wet underwear rubbed against her. Eventually, Mercedes leant in for the kiss, and Stina returned it. It felt right. It felt so much better than kissing boys. Their make-out session on the dance floor was interrupted by a rude sounding fart from Stina. She straightened up, embarrassed. Mercedes comforted her. “Don’t be embarrassed. This is Callie’s fault for making such stupid rules.” Speaking of which… Stina saw Callie walk around and pull random girls aside. “What is that iron lady doing anyway?” Mercedes looked over and didn’t know either. It looked like she was… lifting girls’ skirts? Pulling on their pants? Stina saw Emily nearby and beckoned her. “Emily… what’s Callie doing?” Emily looked over and rolled her eyes. “It’s past midnight, so we’re letting girls go home if they’d like and also use the bathroom, but Callie wants to make sure people are dry.” Stina gave Emily a once over and realized Emily, too was desperate to pee. Then she remembered she had just pissed herself! Callie would find out! Plus, her nervousness was ratcheting up her desperation to poop. Claire and Joanna overheard Emily and hurriedly whispered to their respective men, who were ignorant of the situation and gladly began to take them upstairs. Stina wondered what their reaction would be when the ladies undressed. Emily and Mercedes had no such boys room to run to, and they stood nervously as Callie made her way over. She approached Mercedes first and wordlessly pointed to her white shorts. Mercedes unbuttoned them and Callie pulled them down slightly and looked over her green full cut panties. They had long since dried since dinner, and in the darkness Callie couldn’t see any visible stain. Satisfied, she pulled them up and moved to Emily. Emily protested. “Comon, Callie, I’m in leadership. I’m the same year as you.” Callie growled at her sternly. “Fair’s fair. All girls.” Emily sighed and pulled her own white shorts down a little. Her plain white panties hid nothing and Callie spotted a small wet spot in the crotch. She pressed her finger to it and Emily shuddered. Stina saw Emily spurt in reaction right into Callie’s finger and Callie held it up to Emily’s face. “What’s this?” Emily retorted, “I’ve been holding it since 1 PM, that’s almost 12 hours. I’d like to see you try that!” Callie had a begrudging respect for that and pulled up Emily’s shorts for her, but she pulled them up as high as possible and Emily winced as she squirted again, now showing a wet spot on her shorts. Emily buttoned her shorts up, embarrassed. Callie then turned to Stina, who was clenching her butt as tightly as possible. Callie pulled up her skirt and saw nothing on her black underwear, but she felt Stina’s crotch. Stina trembled, scared but also a little aroused. Callie easily felt the wetness of Stina’s fresh accident. “So. Frosh. You pissed yourself.” Out of fright, Stina farted in response. Callie immediately grabbed Stina’s ass and felt them clench. “Oh. And you’re about to shit yourself. Why don’t you go ahead, since I’m about to bounce your ass out of this sorority, you child.” Stina could do nothing except lose control, and Callie felt her ass as the turd first hit her panties and pushed them away from her butt. Her muscular ass couldn’t hold back and the turd curled up, forming a bulge the size of a clementine. Immediately after, another slipped out before a final turd curled up. The whole ordeal took about thirty seconds, but it felt like forever to Stina. As Callie pulled her hand away, Stina felt her back and could tell it was the size of at least a couple of baseballs. She pulled down her skirt in shame. Callie grinned evilly. Suddenly, though, Stina remembered Nio’s text. She pulled out her phone and pulled it out. “You kick me out of this sorority… and I’ll show everyone this picture.” Callie sputtered. “What! How did you get that? When did you take that? You can’t prove that’s me!” Mercedes stepped in. “I saw it, too. I’ll tell everyone it’s you.” Callie fumed. “No one will listen to you. I’m in leadership!” Emily, despite straining to hold the rest of her pee, said, “I’m in leadership. They’ll listen to me.” Callie stomped her feet. “Fine. You can join. You’re free to go to the bathroom.” Callie stormed off, defeated. Stina and Mercedes high fived, but as they turned to Emily, Emily just said, “Excuse me” and she ran off to the bathroom, a trickle running down her legs. Mercedes looked to Stina. “Let’s go back to my place.” Stina was surprised. “You’d still hang out with me? Even after I shit myself?” Mercedes laughed. “I gotta be honest, I’ve done the same. You think with all this drinking sorority girls don’t regularly piss and shit themselves?” Stina smiled. It seems joining AXO was going to be just as fun as she thought it was going to be. They stepped outside and Mercedes immediately began peeing through her shorts. “You weren’t the only one desperate, trust me.” Despite being outside, Stina walked up to Mercedes and held her before putting her hand in Mercedes’s crotch. She began to rub her as she peed. Mercedes turned around and Stina slipped her hand inside her shorts and felt her wet panties as Mercedes pushed up her skirt and did the same. Mercedes used her other hand to feel Stina’s massive bulge. Stina gasped. “Wait… let’s get home. Don’t want Callie taping us from the corner or something.” The moment they got home, Mercedes pushed Stina down onto a couch and fingered her, her expert fingers making Stina cum very quickly. Stina returned the favor, despite her inexperience. Mercedes then led Stina into the shower to clean up and to show her everything she knew. Epilogue - the morning after Nio hooked up with her man without him ever knowing about her accident. The morning after, she dressed herself and left, but she realized halfway back to her dorm she should have peed. She speed walked the rest of the way, spurting occasionally, but made it right into her dorm bathroom as the dams burst. She hopped in the shower and let the piss run down her shorts and pantyhose before she snuck into her own room to change, early enough no one else was up. Lizzie and Katie both woke up to realize they wet Sam and Oscar’s beds, respectively, but paid them back with sex. Claire dressed herself as her man slept. The drunkenness, horniness, and darkness meant he never really noticed her accidents. She slipped on her dirty and stained thong, grimacing, before inspecting her miniskirt. The inside had brown stains throughout, but the outside showed nothing. She slipped it on and snuck out before he would notice, making sure to stop in the bathroom to pee before leaving. Too tired and without a care about her dirty underwear, she lifted up her skirt and peed through her thong before walking away. Joanna had a similar situation, and she pulled up her leggings. They still felt damp, but from the outside, no one could tell. She winced as she felt the dirty back rub against her messy butt, and she could see a few light brown stains on his bedsheet, but she doubted he could figure out what had happened and left before he woke up. Selene also hooked up with a guy, but she woke up along with him. She peed in the bathroom but couldn’t bring herself to poop with fraternity guys coming in and out of the bathroom. When she returned to the room, they kissed and he offered breakfast. She felt the effects of all the drinking, though (Day After Drinking Shits!) and declined. They set a time for a real date, though, and Selene leaned over to kiss him again before she left as he lay in bed. As she leaned over, a rude sound came out and she felt a wet shit slide out. Fortunately, the inside of the athletic shorts had a built in underwear of sorts and everything held in. The loose shorts didn’t show a noticeable bulge unless one really looked for it. The guy just thought she had farted and laughed it off as she, embarrassed, backed out the room with her butt facing away and left, red-faced. While she had got away with it, she was not looking forward to the cleanup. Rowan had also gotten the interest of a guy and had even danced with him. He eventually invited her up and she, tipsy, said yes despite her messy underwear. In his room, she made out with him before feeling self conscious about smelling the faint hint of poop. She realized there was no way for him to not notice if she took off her pants. Strangely, though, she felt very horny about going this far without being caught with a load of shit in her pants, and she proceeded to take off his pants and begin to stroke him before moving to blow him. He stopped him from cumming, though, and pulled out a pair of handcuffs and offered to "spice things up." Rowan saw her chance and said, "Nah, let's switch it around." She tied him up to the bed and undressed facing him, taking off her top and her pants. Her red boyshorts had a residual wetness, but from the front, the frat guy couldn't see her bulge in the back. She kept her panties on and mounted him, pulling her panties to the side and slipping him in. She proceeded to fuck him till they both came, the orgasm heightened for her by her accident and his obliviousness. In fact, as she came, she pushed out a small remaining amount of poop and squirted on him a couple times. She eventually pulled herself off him, put on her pants, and let him out of the cuffs before winking at him and heading back to her own dorm to clean up and sleep, feeling satisfied. Maria and Alex woke up in a messy bed, naked together. Maria’s ass was coated in shit and her dirty shorts were on the floor, covering a puddle and more bits of shit. Alex didn’t care, though - he felt he found the perfect woman. He prepared the coffeemaker in his room and handed her a cup of coffee as they sat together, content. Soon, though, they both felt the urge for their morning pee, along with the effects of the coffee on their bowels. Rather than give in, Maria mounted Alex again and fucked him as she peed, causing them both to cum. As his dick softened, he could no longer hold it and began to pee on his own bed as well. Maria grinned. “We’re gonna have to spend all of today on cleanup.” Alex said, “It’s worth it.” Maria dug up some boxer briefs of Alex, grey ones. “Put these on. We’re gonna see who can hold it longer.” Alex obliged and they began to wipe up the mess on the ground, farting occasionally. Maria held up her shorts. “How obvious would it be that I shit myself if I wore these?” A brown stain the size of a dinner plate was on the back. “Pretty obvious.” “How about I leave ‘em at your place and wear something of yours back home today.” Alex nodded before grimacing as the coffee stimulated his bowels. Maria told Alex to turn around so she could watch his ass, and she rubbed herself as she saw Alex’s ass unclench and he shit himself in his boxer briefs. She sat him down on the side of the bed and pulled out his cock before mounting him yet again. As she rode him, she felt her ass open up and she shit yet again as she rode him. They came again and, laughing at creating a mess yet again, cleaned themselves up. Back at Mercedes’s apartment, Stina and Mercedes woke up after a long night of sex. Mercedes, wearing a new pair of grey underwear, felt all the alcohol from last night and got up to pee. Stina caught her and held her on top of her. Mercedes whispered, “I have to pee.” Stina replied, “I don’t care” and began to kiss her. Mercedes began to pee as they made out and they both wet the bed. Emily returned to the AXO house that night after mostly making it to the bathroom. She walked up and knocked on Callie’s door. Callie opened it. She had taken off her shorts and was wearing a purple thong. A dried yellow stain revealed she had never changed her underwear. Emily grinned. “Another successful hazing, huh?” Callie nodded. “Those girls thought they got away with it, but I got pictures of all of their accidents.” Emily smiled. “They always fall for our good cop bad cop routine.” Emily closed the door behind her and revealed her own white panties, now with a bigger yellow stain. Callie led her to the bed where they looked over the pictures and kissed.
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