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  1. Chapter 1 The two decided to go to the library, passing several other students in the school building's main hallways, who were all on their day off. Many of the girls chatted casually, some waving hi to the traveling pair as they walked by. "Wow, such a friendly place," Shibuki remarked as she looked around. "So...rich, too," Aya mumbled. "Why does everything have to look so fancy?" She looked down at her uniform and brushed it down, removing any specks of dust off of its flannel material. As she did the same for her skirt, she looked back up to the full extent of the hallway. The entire hall around them was about as luxurious as the entirety of the Royal Palace itself. Pillars were ornately decorated, and there were benches with rich red leather seating, as well as a few water fountains here and there. The doors to the classrooms were made of richly lacquered wood, and it was a sight to behold. "Still, it's so pretty!" Shibku cried, spinning around in the spacious hallway. She heard a girl or two giggling at her antics, but she didn’t care. The entirety of the school itself was such an incredible experience. And she’d be living here for years? How could she not be excited? Aya was the opposite, looking around occasionally, but showing no excitement for the overly luxurious and admittedly aesthetically pleasing environment around her whatsoever. She mostly kept her eyes on the ground, avoiding having to look at the eyes of any of the other girls, even if they wouldn’t really care about a random person like her. They continued down the hallway, Shibuki making occasional remarks about how pretty some of the tapestries were hanging on the wall, or how she would walk up to one or two other girls and introduce herself, as well as offer compliments, which in turned earned her some blushes and shy gratuity responses. Aya watched as Shibuki acquainted herself with the other students. “I wish I could be as outgoing as her...” Aya thought to herself as she stopped whenever Shibuki did. “Pretty, confident...all smiles.” She didn’t say a word, however, simply going along whenever Shibuki was ready to keep going. She wasn’t bothered too much anyway, especially since most girls never even looked at her. “Are you alright?” Shibuki asked. “Are you feeling sick?” “No, I’m fine...just fine,” Aya said as she rested her hands in her blazer pockets. “How long until we reach the library?” “I don’t know, all I know is that it’s on the other side of the school, so...” Shibuki trailed off and stopped. “Why are there so many girls over there?” “Huh? Where?” Aya asked, confused. Shibuki didn’t answer verbally this time, instead pointing a finger down the hall. Aya followed her vision and pointed finger and saw several girls in a line on one side of the hallway. All of them seemed rather distressed, hopping around or fidgeting wildly, the sounds of nervous tapping shoes filling the hallway. They couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying either, as there were many girls altogether. “Uhh, what is this?” Shibuki asked one girl, a light haired girl who was squirming in place with her hands over her crotch. “B-bathroom line...” the girl said, voice strained from what Shibuki could now see, was desperation. “There’s only two bathrooms in the school...” “What? Why?” Shibuki asked, clearly in disbelief. For such a big school, it was such a terrible design. “What kind of bathrooms are they?” “Single person...” the girl whispered, and Shibuki gaped, alongside Aya, who gasped in surprise. Aya fidgeted nervously, frightened at the thought of an accident while stuck in line, especially with so many other girls around that could be watching. “Nooooooooo!!!” a voice wailed. The two girls jumped as they heard the scream. Then they heard the sound of liquid pitter - pattering on the tiled floors. Almost all the girls, there had to be like thirty of them, turned to see one girl, a cute girl with short black hair, on her knees as she whimpered and cried. Her school uniform skirt was soaked due to the girl futilely pressing it and her hands between her crotch, with a heavy stream of yellow liquid pouring out between her legs, spurting occasionally as she tried to stem the flow of urine, but to no avail. Shibuki turned bright red at the sight of the schoolgirl wetting herself violently. “...oh dear,” Shibuki whispered as she watched streams of piss go down her thighs and soak into her black knee high socks. If that didn’t make things awkward enough, a sob was heard. The girl at the very front of the line, an older looking student next in line to go to the bathroom, lost it completely. She lifted her skirt completely to avoid it getting wet, revealing pink frilly panties that had little polka-dots on them, which became flooded at once. The panties darkened significantly as pee flooded out and onto the floor. The student in the front cried as she humiliated herself, peeing in her panties in front of so many others. The stream didn’t stop for a while, and neither did the crying. The two accidents caused many of the already oh, so desperate girls to begin squirming even more, hands pressed against their nethers as they begged and prayed for the strength to hold on. A third squeaked and ran to the trash can across the hallway, yanking her panties down and aiming right inside, an extremely loud hissing sound filling the hall as her stream of hot urine went uncensored by any layer of fabric or cloth. Shibuki, Aya, and many other students who weren’t in line, all froze as they heard and saw the schoolgirl going right in the trash can. Like a domino effect, so many of the girls in line began to panic, more wetting themselves fully and some others crying and begging for whoever was inside to open up immediately, terrified of soaking themselves like those other unfortunate girls. Some of the other students who weren’t even in line got nervous as well, and hurried off, while others struggled to leave quickly due to their own sudden need to pee. Shibuki paled as one of the girls tripped in front of them, and began to cry out as a massive puddle grew right underneath her crotch against the floor, pooling out between her legs. “What in the...” she whispered. “...let’s...let's just go now,” Aya said in embarrassment and sympathy, and the duo left the hallway as quickly as they could, especially as the sound of panic and the smell of pee filled the air around them. ... [15 minutes later] ... Shibuki and Aya walked into the library, seeing the various shelves stacked at least a dozen levels tall. Half of the entire room was aisles and aisles of books on either side of the room, with the middle home to dozens of large study tables with lanterns and several books scattered on them. Students were sitting and reading left and right, alongside the sound of light chatter. The two of them had made their way to the front desk, where an older woman with glasses was working on filling out several notebooks with a quill pen and ink. “E-excuse me, miss...you know the bathroom down the hall from here?” Shibuki asked. “Umm, there was like, a hundred accidents in the hall, and-” “Oh, don’t worry! The school tends to clean it up,” the librarian said cheerfully as she went back to reading through and signing ledgers in books. Shibuki and Aya exchanged confused expressions before Shibuki cleared her throat. “Umm, no one was cleaning it up, last we checked. Isn’t there cleaners and-” Shibuki asked, but the librarian set down her quill and clasped her fingers together. “You must be new here. See, the school itself uses magic to take care of itself,” the librarian said kindly. “In a way, the school is alive. A form of essence magic, if you know what that is.” “Who doesn’t know what essence magic is? Everyone’s born with it,” Shibuki said before her eyes widened at once. “Wait, does that mean the school has its own supply of essence?” “Close. Not so much the school, the land it’s built on,” the librarian said as she gestured for Shibuki to quiet down, since they were still in the library. “You’ll learn this in your new history classes, but the land around and under the school is alive. When the school was built, the land benevolently chose to care for the buildings and everyone around them.” Aya and Shibuki exchanged looks before Shibuki cleared her throat. “OK...but what does this have to do with all the pee in the hallway,” she asked. Aya nodded, despite not saying anything - not that she’d voluntarily speak up and risk having attention put on her. “The school is a part of the land’s essence. So it disposes of any...bathroom waste on its own. At the cost of being scolded,” the librarian said. Upon Shibuki and Aya’s confused expressions, the librarian simply continued to speak. “Despite how common accidents are here, you’ll always feel embarrassed, ashamed, appalled at your actions, your lack of control. The essence takes away any and all reassurance, no matter the cause of your accidents.” “T-that doesn’t seem fair,” Aya whispered, finally speaking up. “Life rarely is, child. In the end, it’s how we managed to train such promising fighters. We train their ability to handle shame and embarrassment. With how common accidents are, we harden you girls by the end of your three year training,” the librarian said before she picked her quill back up and quickly reopened the book she was currently working on. "Now, do you have any more questions?" The two girls gulped, realizing that the accidents were inevitable. They had to deal with them when they were younger, after all - but with so few bathrooms and so many girls? They knew they had no choice but to deal with this set of circumstances for the next few years. They thanked the librarian for her answers and made their way to a table to sit and talk quietly. Only to bump into the shoulder of a relatively tall girl with short brown hair and dark blue eyes. “Hmmph! Watch where you’re going!” she said. “Do you know who I am?” “...uhhh...no,” Shibuki said awkwardly. “Miko Sukiyaki! Of the Sukiyaki family?” the girl barked before letting out a “hmph” and turning away towards the exit of the library. “You bring disgrace amongst yourselves by not knowing the status of nobles.” She stormed out, and Aya gulped, while Shibuki sighed. “Let’s just find a book or something...” Aya mumbled. "We don't need to-" “I don’t know who you are,” Shibuki said, stopping Miko in her tracks. Aya flinched and some of the other girls nearby turned to the altercation. “This is literally our first meeting.” “I don’t care if we have or haven’t met before, you should know the presence of royalty when you see it! Unless, your family had such little status to even know what a noble is,” Miko derided. “Take that back,” Shibuki said, and Aya saw what it was like for Shibuki to be angry. To be honest, she didn’t look that different - only with furrowed eyes and a frown that did nothing to intimidate Miko. However, Miko wasn’t paying attention to Shibuki’s face. “You dare demand something from me?” Miko growled lowly as she clenched her fists. “Well then, I will have you pay for your transgressions, peasant! I challenge you to a match in the training arenas, right now!” Girls left and right gasped and mumbled. “A match? Now?” “Class hasn’t even started...” “Are the faculty going to step in?” “I’m so scared!” Shibuki puffed up her moderately busty chest as she stepped up to Miko with a frown. Before Aya could stop her, she opened her mouth and immediately spouted out her answer. Options: 1: Accept the challenge. 2: Laugh in her face and walk away. 3: Apologize. 4: Ignore her.
  2. Intro - Characters & Setting Story includes wetting, messing, nudity, bullying + humiliation, desperation, and fighting. Madida Academy is an all-girls combat school designed to train females for use of magic once they reach the age of adulthood. Girls are taught to fight using magic and weapons to channel said magic. This basically runs on a mix of fantasy and modern elements (but mostly fantasy). Madida Academy is a large boarding school that trains girls to fight using magic. It consists of several castle-like structures and buildings surrounded by a large wall sporting the height of 12 meters. The school has a large luxurious cafeteria with several snack cafes, as well as a student center with lounges and recreational facilities such as the pools, libraries, gyms, meditation rooms, and more. The academy has classrooms and combat rooms, which are basically arenas sized to fit one to two classes at a time for combat and magic practice. Sparring is done often here. Classes often consist of 24 girls at a time. Showers are massive open bathrooms that are shared per dorm building - there are 4 buildings per year, and students stay up to 3 years in this school, leading to a total of 12 dorm buildings, each housing a total of 200 girls in 100 twin dorm rooms. There are only 2 bathrooms in the school for students, a design flaw that never found the chance to be properly rectified. Students start at the age of 18, as they usually spend much of their adolescence and teen years mastering the basic use and existence of their inner magic. Magic in this universe is completely reliant on the control of emotion, as well as one's mental and physical performance. The story starts with a main character who is bold, compassionate, and heroic - as well as prone to frights, which may or may not have some consequences. Bladder control is ranked A to F, with A being the strongest and F being the weakest. Magic can be used to strengthen bladders, but it comes at the risk of a possibly even more embarrassing outcome. Bowel control is ranked the same way, though with how rare bowel accidents are, this won't come into play often...yet. School Uniform of Madida Academy - art is by Shin Jeongho on Artstation. Official Battle Armor for Students of Madida Academy - art is by Shin Jeongho on Artstation. Characters Shibuki Awasaki - an 18 year old introvert, this girl favors the flanged mace as a weapon, and specializes in swift and heavy combat. She is friendly and outgoing, but often nervous at times due to her jumpy nature. Bladder control for her is moderate, ranked a B-, which is somewhat lower than the average girl's bladder strength. Her bowel strength is an average B+. Aya Shino - a 19 year old girl who was unable to attend when she was 18 due to a medical issue that took several months to repair. This girl is shy and often finds it difficult to make friends. She is a spear wielder, as she prefers to keep enemies at a range to maintain her safety, as well as what little dignity she has. Her bladder is ranked at a C-, which means accidents for her happen more often than she'd like. Her bowels are ranked at a B-. Miko Sukiyaki - Miko is an 18 year old entitled girl. She grew up as a noble and gained a spoiled outlook on life, mainly by how she was born with more talent. She falls to anger rather easily and is more or less a brat. Her biggest method of bullying is using magic to weaken other bladders and bowel controls of other students to grow her ego. She uses a pair of swords as her weapons, and she has a bladder strength of A and bowel strength of A+...though something might be going on with her. More characters will be available as the story progresses. Prologue/Intro "So...you're my new roommate, eh?" Shibuki asked, dressed in her school uniform with all of her belongings by her side. Near her was a black haired girl with blue eyes, also in a school uniform. "Mhmm," the roommate said. "M-my name is Aya." "Aya. Pretty name," Shibuki said as she walked over to her bed. The shared dorm room was a fairly large and comfortable room with two beds, two desks, four dressers - two per student, and a large shared closet. the beds were notably arranged to mirror each other from left to right. She began to unpack her things, opening bags and cases and setting clothes and her other belongings in the drawers of the dressers. "Thank you," Aya commented with a light blush. The two were silent for a while, a comfortable ambience from the outside window filling the room. "S-so, what do you wanna do?" Aya finally asked. "We have the whole first day to ourselves, so we should take the time to get to know each other, right?" "Hmmm..." Shibuki thought as she paused her unpacking. That was a decent idea...the only question was what could be done on an easy first day? Options: 1: Go to the library. 2: Have a dip in the pool. 3: Go out for an exercise run. 4: See if the sparring rooms are open. 5: Remain in the dorm room and talk. (AN: Individual chapters will be much longer than the prologue. This is just to get the story going)
  3. What kind of clothes do you find the best to wet in? Tight pants like shorts and jeans? Or loose fitting skirts and pajamas? Same applies to underwear, briefs, panties, boxers, etc. A question for any and all genders as well.
  4. I don't get why the principal would punish them for accidents. I'm aware that she doesn't know the whole "bladder transferring thing" but accidents are still accidents. That's like getting banned from a dusty library for sneezing. Alas, tis for the story. I'm hoping the principal will get some comeuppance.
  5. I don't understand why public wetting can be so appealing? Personally, the idea of a public accident is way more scary than hot, so I'm legitimately more terrified in a public setting than in a more private setting. I know humiliation is a big part of the omo kink for some, so could someone please help me understand what makes public wetting so hot for the wetter?
  6. AN: This story involves hurt/comfort, wetting, bullying, karma, furry/anthropomorphic characters, original characters, furry/anthropomorphic original characters, messing (much later on), high school setting, and romance. This story will include minimal sexual content, and all characters are depicted 18 years of age or older. Also this is my first story on here, hope you enjoy. Character List So Far Lexi Prow: A jumpy mouse senior girl who lacks a social life, loves video games, and is decent in her academics. (18 years old) Alex K. Jess: A maned wolf baseball player junior who is friendly, if not a bit airheaded. He isn't very good at academics and is Lexi's love interest. (18 years old) Celine Tyura: A cheetah senior and leader of the cheerleader squad. She is one of the more popular girls in school and Lexi's full time bully. (18 years old) Chapter 1: Start of a Bad Omen A murid girl walked through the crowded hallways of Rasa High School, yawning as she wiped the sleepy tears from her eyes. She was pretty short, like most of the mouse students in the school, 5'2 in height, and wearing a large black hoodie that hid her petite figure; with the name of a band she didn't remember. Under the hoodie was a grey pleated skirt and a pair of pink thigh high stockings. The fur on her head between her ears had a pixie cut style to it, combed on one side and partially draping over her face. Her tail was dyed pink on the very tip, and she had a golden piercing on her left ear. She wore a pair of wireless earbuds and was listening to some pretty loud metal, completely ignorant of the world around her. She didn't stand out too well, which was just how she liked it, shifting the grey backpack over her shoulder to fit more comfortably as she walked to her locker. Students of all shapes and sizes passed her, ranging from canines, felines, equines, cervids, lapines, ursids, avians, too many to list in one go, but most of them dwarfed her in size as they walked by and with her. Couples kissed, friends chatted, groups giggled, everyone around Lexi seemed to be aware of their own thing. She reached her locker a few moments later. Like everyone else's: it was blue, tall, and had a silver combination lock on it. Unlike everyone else's, however, it had clearly seen much better days. It was dented, and the blue on the door was faded, having gone under a large degree of abuse. Crude insults had been written in permanent marker all over the doors, such as "LEXi tHe lOsEr" or "Wimpy Mouse" on it. Opening the locker, Lexi pulled out the textbook for her homeroom class; Business Studies. As she was about to close her locker door; a large paw shoved her in, before slamming the door shut behind her. Lexi let out a cry as her head smashed into the wall of the locker, and felt her insides grip in fear as the door was slammed behind her. "No!" she cried in panic. "No, let me out!" Slamming on the door, she could tell someone was keeping the door shut, as it barely budged. "Let me out of here, please!!" Lexi begged. Suddenly, the bell rang, very loud and very clear. Lexi knew it was likely louder for her due to sensitive ears, but like many times this happened before, she knew the bell nevertheless drowned out her pleas, no matter how hard she yelled. However, she could hear several female snickers just outside the door before they too were drowned out by the loud electronic ringing of the school's intercom system. The bell finally stopped ringing a full five minutes later, and when it did; it was silent. Doors were shut, and no one was no longer in the halls. Lexi knew there were no classes at all near her locker, but at least the janitor's office was close by. But the janitor didn't come by for a while, and Lexi knew she was stuck waiting. Meanwhile, she was trapped in a dented box with her backpack, several textbooks, and barely any room to breathe. While this wasn't the first time it happened, it didn't stop Lexi from breathing frantically, or whimpering to herself. Lexi had been plagued by many issues as a child, such as essential tremor, and the proneness to passing out. And it was these reasons that got her picked on since middle school. But if there was one reason she could call herself lucky, is that she wasn't a target by the school's popular group from her incontinence. She had a very weak bladder, much weaker and much smaller than normal. Most mammals her size and mass could have a bladder limit of 200-300 milliliters, but her unlucky self could only handle up to 180 milliliters, max. Her parents had found out when she had bedwetting and school accidents all the way to upper elementary. She'd taken medication to help with those issues now, and was trained with kegel exercises to help with the issue. However, they didn't help much. Her medication only helped her with controlling the urge to pee, but it had no effect on her limit, and was rendered useless when things like laughing or fright happened. In fact, she'd only had one accident in middle school, and it was by sheer and stupid luck that she wasn't caught by the other students for it. - Flashback: 5 Years Ago - The school's Halloween haunted house was a very big event. Middle schoolers were both ecstatic and frightened over the idea of a maze enveloping the entire gym, with jumpscares and horrible monsters hanging from the walls. Lexi, who was only 13 at the time, had been persuaded to attend by the drama club, who put the whole thing together advertised the event, asking to enjoy the haunted house as a way of appreciating all the work they put into it. Lexi had never been a no type of mouse, and gave easily under pressure. And Lexi was completely regretting that mindset, unable to leave the in fear of either looking like she didn't appreciate the drama club, or a scaredy mouse. She was wearing a pirate costume, complete with boots, dark brown pants, a torn tunic she'd made herself, and an eyepatch. On her head sat the typical tricorne most associated pirates with. Standing in line at the school gym, she could hear screams, roars, moans, and cheesy scary music that most commercials or radio ads played. The paper cup of horchata that Lexi held was mostly empty, and half crumpled by Lexi as she shook nervously. While most of the kids were excited, some were scared and nervous about going in. Those twenty minutes of waiting were the worst Lexi had felt. She could've been bobbing for apples or getting candy, or taking part in some game where she could have fun instead of getting the daylights scared out of her. When she arrived at the front, the screams were even louder, and there was even crying heard. Lexi had finished her horchata, and even chewed on the ice to distract her, as painful as it was. Tossing the empty cup, she entered reluctantly. She was greeted by darkness, and she whimpered as her tail curled up. There were glow in the dark arrows on the floor, as well as tape on the edges of the path to highlight the way through. She heard cackling, echoing throughout the gym. The other kids nearby, either in front or behind were crying or blubbering, unable to articulate any words properly. Lexi didn't blame them. As she continued, a large claw leapt out from the wall, seemingly phasing through it even though it was a curtain. Lexi let out a squeak and rushed ahead, eyes shut as she ran. And bumped into something immediately. Looking up, Lexi cried out upon seeing it was a large skull mask with eyeballs looking right down at her. Scrambling to her paws, she tumbled through the path to see several boys disappear around the corner. She tried to follow before seeing splatters of red and hearing cries and yells in the next corner over. The murid turned the corner to see red everywhere, the boys gone, and a large bulky figure in front of her. Before she could react, the figure's head - the skull of a canine - turned a full 360, before lunging straight for her. Lexi let out a bloodcurdling scream, louder than she'd screamed before, and ran. She bolted for her life, right past the figure and into smashed right through the paper wall to a closed gym door. Lexi slammed on it, pounding on the door while screaming for help. Unbeknownst to her at the time, her pants had become completely wet out of fear. Finally pushing the large heavy duty doors open, she ran into the open baseball field, which was empty. Lexi collapsed on the grass, crying and gasping for breath in wet pants. Shaking violently, Lexi was about to breathe, before she threw up all over the field from so much adrenaline. When she'd calmed down, she was still shaking, but this time out of embarrassment. When the teacher found her, she was completely unmovable for several minutes, unwilling to go back and begging the adult to not tell anyone. It was only until the teacher told her that she wasn't the only one who had an accident from the haunted house event. With that, she felt somewhat better, and she felt even better when the teacher promised to sneak her out of the school and call her parents to pick her up. When they arrived, they were unhappy with her accident, especially when she was doing so well. However, they were semi-understanding due to the fact it was induced by fear. They took her home, and Lexi refused to come out again for trick or treating. She went to bed early that night, and surprisingly had no nightmares about the event. The next day, Lexi came to school nobody mentioned any accidents, and it was like the whole thing was just another every day experience, which it technically was. Either way, she was glad that was over and done with, because she'd had the most humiliating and horrifying experience mixed in one: though she would be very disheartened at the thought of that moment becoming a bad memory. - Flashback End - Lexi shuddered as she remembered every embarrassingly gritty detail of that day, and then she was reminded of her current predicament. Knowing no one would be skipping out on homeroom class, she went back to banging on the door. "Lemme out? Is anyone there?" she cried as she leaned against the door, putting all of her feeble strength against the locker in an attempt to open it. Of course, it didn't move an inch. Or even a millimeter. Nervously, she began to bang her head lightly on the locker, anything to distract herself from the despairing feeling of helplessness, how she'd be late once again and her parents would get even more mad, since she'd never told them of her bullying situation. She would be mocked and ridiculed for being late once again, for being a loser who didn't care about school. Clenching her eyes, she tried to force away the tears welled up and trickling down her groomed furred cheeks. Then she felt it. Oh no. "No. No no no no no," Lexi whimpered, and she clutched her hands between her legs. Her bladder was acting up from the coffee she'd had in the car earlier today. She was originally going to go to the bathroom after she got her things, then straight to her class, but now things were going south. Her bladder ached and she let out a frantic whine, looking for a way out. "Hello?" she cried. "Hello, please let me out!!" Nobody was there once again, and Lexi kept pounding on the door with one hand, the other scrunched against her crotch and between her squeezed together thighs. "Please, I have to go!!" she yelped. She felt a touch of warmth, and she gasped. She was already leaking. She didn't even remember if she took her pills today, but she prayed she did. She prayed that someone would open the door and free her before another accident happened and ruined her last year in high school. Lucky for her, her prayers would be answered. A knock was heard on the outside of the door, and Lexi let out a joyous gasp. "I'm in here, lemme out!" she cried. "Oh, uhh...how'd you get in here?" a male voice asked. It was too muffled for Lexi to recognize it, and she suspected he had something over his face. But right now she didn't care, she just wanted out of this prison. "I-I got pushed in! C-could you open the locker?" Lexi begged. "Please, I'm about to pee myself in here!" She knew she shouldn't have said that, it would probably give this person ammo to tease her later, but her brain was screaming for her to desperately release her bladder. "Oh! Uhh, what's your number? N-not your phone number, your locker number; sorry..." the voice stuttered, and Lexi gave it out without hesitation. About twenty seconds later of fumbling, the door slid open, and Lexi stumbled out, right into a body behind; or in front of the door. "T-thank you!" she cried before looking up. Alex Jess, member of Rasa's baseball team, looked down at her with a concerned look. At least she thought it was concerned, were it not for the scarf currently blocking everything under the eyes. Alex was one of the handsomest boys in school, though he wasn't very good in the topic of academics: he was repeating his junior year instead of advancing to senior year. But he had a carefree attitude, and loved being social more than anything else. And he was Lexi's big crush, ever since freshman year. Big enough that the thoughts she'd had over him would make anyone flush in embarrassment. And she was pressed up against him, about to soak them both. Blushing deep red, Lexi stumbled past Alex, screaming a "sorry" as she ran for the bathroom. Alex raised an eyebrow before looking down at the open locker. "Uhh, you forgot your stuff!" he called. Lexi didn't hear, rushing into the girl's bathroom and into an open stall. Fumbling for a second, she attempted to yank her panties down, but they were caught on her skirt. She struggled for a few more seconds before giving up, sitting on the toilet as her bladder finally let loose. Flooding her panties, Lexi sobbed as she buried her face in her hands as the bathroom filled with loud hissing and splashing as she peed. While she was distraught that she was wetting her panties, it was much better than having an accident in that locker. For a few minutes, Lexi sat there, her torrent of urine having stopped a minute beforehand, before she looked down. Her pink panties were soaked, as were her thigh-high stockings. If she went out now, everyone would know she'd wet herself. In the end, she resigned to just removing her thigh-highs to save her some embarrassment. She debated removing her panties as well, but she decided to just leave them on. She didn't know when the bullies would strike again, and it was preferable to have her panties exposed than all her bits for the school to see. Lexi didn't move for another five minutes, her breath still shaky as she whimpered and stared at her embarrassing mess. - At the Same Time - Celine grinned as she left the stall in the girl's bathroom. That wimp Lexi was so fun to mess with. She'd been doing it since freshman year, and Lexi hadn't ratted her out once. Some of her friends enjoyed picking on her as well, all of them reveling in her cries and begging when they pushed her in the locker this morning. She was a loser, a dumb mouse who nobody would think twice over, because she was such a loner. As soon as she washed her paws, she dried them and pulled out her phone to check on the latest social media stories. She was already using a bathroom break, she might as well make the most out of it. She didn't even turn it on when she heard running and a few voices. She recognized one of the voices as Alex, whom she wanted to join her reverse harem (she currently had three boyfriends and was looking for at least five), and the other as Lexi. Did Alex let him out? The mouse rushed into the bathroom past her, and into a stall, clearly not closing the door as she stumbled over the toilet. Peering in, Celine watched in morbid surprise as Lexi peed her panties over the toilet, loudly crying as droplets of urine spilled over her legs and onto the floor. Celine winced, clearly disgusted and unsympathetic as she left the bathroom. Twice, she was surprised in that moment when she saw Alex waiting outside. "Alex? H-hey, how are you doing?" Celine asked, attempting to sound a bit flirty. The cheetah cheerleader was currently wearing some pretty promiscuous clothes; short shorts, a crop top, and an open jacket. She'd seen many of the students, mostly guys and a few girls, gawk at her behavior, one of the many reasons she was so popular was openness with her body, as well as how rich she was. Alex, however, didn't pay too much attention to outfits. He was holding a grey backpack and was looking quite concerned. "Kinda worried. Someone left her things after being stuck in one of the lockers. I'm waiting till she comes out," he said. "You should probably get back to class. I'll wait for her and see if she's doing OK." "Oh, you don't have to. I'll bring her backpack to her. You don't wanna be late to school, do you?" Celine asked coyly, already thinking of more ways to humiliate Lexi by ruining her things. "I'm already late. You go back to class," Alex said dumbly. "I'll wait for her." "Oh...OK," Celine said before heading away, waiting until she'd walked out of earshot to start muttering angrily. "Stupid Lexi...stealing my wolf's attention when she's peeing herself like a kitten..." She stopped walking, before smirking evilly. "Oh...now there's an idea..." ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ First chapter to a possible long term story, just sort of testing the waters. I plan on starting stories on this website, and I thought I'd start with something I had on my mind for a while now. Feedback is welcome, as are ideas, and other story topic concepts. Hope I do good! Other stories I had in mind A fantasy/age of sail universe Medieval universe Cyberpunk universe
  7. I don't mind seeing the 4th picture if you're still OK with that. If not, that's cool.
  8. I don’t really like this story personally, sounds like literal hell to live through. I hope she’s OK.
  9. Wetting out of fright and terror versus being hypnotized and wetting out of a mindless command. What're your personal thoughts on either of them and which do you prefer? Just wanted to hear some opinions.
  10. But I only pressed it once. And even tho that happened, I never even got one of those files.
  11. I start my first download ever on the website. And the website says I cannot because I already downloaded 4 files for the day even though I literally started this account minutes prior. Is the website broken?
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