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    Babedut123 reacted to beachpeelover in Emily's way into omorashi   
    I'm finally back from the dead. Sorry it took so long, but here is the next chapter. Hope you like it.
    ========CHAPTER 4========
    Emily glanced at her sister, who seemed oblivious to anything unusual, still gazing out at the ocean. Emily's mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. What had just happened? She had accidentally peed herself next to her sister, and the experience had unexpectedly brought her to an orgasm right there on the beach, in plain sight. Her feelings were a mix of pleasure and confusion. It felt undeniably good, but at the same time, it was undeniably strange. She questioned the normalcy of finding pleasure in such an act.
    Uncertain about how to process these new and complex emotions, Emily found clarity in one desire—she wanted to experience it again. The unconventional thrill had left an indelible mark on her, making her eager to explore these uncharted territories once more.
    Her legs still trembling, Emily rose to her feet and informed her sister, "I'm gonna grab something to drink." There was a determination in her voice, a plan forming in her mind to ensure she'd soon have another reason to pee. Ivy responded, "That's a good idea, I'll join you... Wait, don't you have to pee anymore?" Emily grinned, replying, "No."
    "Well, congratulations. How did you do it?" Ivy inquired, her eyes gleaming mischievously. Emily simply teased, "Maybe I'll tell you later," leaving Ivy to wonder about the moments she might have missed when Emily discreetly satisfied her newfound desires.
    Immersed in the bliss of the water and the warmth of the sun, Emily and Ivy lost themselves in the moment, forgetting the world around them. Emily, ensuring she drank enough, soon felt the familiar pressure building in her bladder. As she contemplated her options for the next time, she considered whether to try squatting on the beach again or perhaps venture into peeing in the water. Armed with the knowledge of how discreetly she could manage it, even with her sister nearby, Emily felt more confident that this time she could successfully relieve herself in the water.
    Suddenly, their mother approached them with a sense of urgency. "Girls, we need to go. A storm is coming, and if we don't make it home before it hits the coast, we'll have a hard time with our little boat."
    "Can I just cool down in the water for a second before we go?" Ivy asked, hoping for a brief reprieve.
    "Sorry, we need to get going right now," her mom replied, her expression conveying concern as she glanced at the clouds gathering over the sea. With a sense of urgency, she began packing and moved towards their boat with their belongings. Ivy, slightly worried but still wearing a smile, remarked, "Shit, I really should have peed last time I was in the water."
    Emily turned to her sister and asked, "Do you think you can hold it until we're back at the house?" There was a genuine concern in her voice for Ivy, but secretly, Emily also harbored a hope for a negative response. It wasn't that she wanted her sister to suffer, but she recalled the thrill in the car when Ivy was visibly desperate for a pee. Additionally, Emily wasn't entirely confident about holding it for the entire boat ride herself, and she pondered the idea of handling it in a way similar to what Ivy might do.
    "Never," Ivy answered with a chuckle. "Well, maybe if I'm really trying, but it's gonna be uncomfortable. But with how much you drank, I will probably not be the only one, will I?" Emily blushed and admitted, "No, probably not." The shared acknowledgment of their impending discomfort brought a mix of amusement and trepidation as they prepared to face the challenging boat ride home.
    "By the way," Ivy continued, her curiosity unabated, "you still owe me an answer to my question." Emily, momentarily puzzled, asked, "What question?" Ivy clarified, "How did you do it? How did you pee earlier? Did you manage to let it go in the water?"
    "Oh..." Emily blushed once again. "Kind of. If you really want to know... I let go in the sand when we were sitting near the water." Ivy smiled and looked proud of her sister. "Interesting," she remarked.
    Thirty minutes into the boat ride had passed, and Emily, Ivy, and their mother were engaged in light-hearted conversation about unimportant matters. If Emily didn't know, she wouldn't have a clue that Ivy needed to pee. However, with the awareness of her sister's predicament in mind, Emily started noticing the subtle hints that gave away Ivy's discomfort—adjusting her bikini bottoms, shifting in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs, and retrieving her phone from her backpack only to stash it back 10 seconds later, all while discreetly holding her crotch, shielded by the backpack in front of her. Emily found it fascinating. On one hand, Ivy's movements appeared controlled; she wasn't frantic or visibly nervous. On the other hand, not a single minute passed with her just sitting still. Emily couldn't help but wonder how desperate her sister must be. While Emily's own bladder felt full, she didn't struggle to sit still and hold it just yet.
    Another 10 minutes elapsed, and Ivy's movements escalated into a more frantic state. Now, it didn't appear controlled at all; she seemed to be doing everything in her power to resist peeing right there in the boat. Her legs moved restlessly, and her hand pulled so tightly on her bikini bottoms that they revealed the outline of her private parts. It was evident that she had surpassed the point of attempting to conceal her discomfort. The struggle against her urgent need to pee was becoming increasingly visible.
    Emily couldn't tear her eyes away from Ivy, processing every movement and contemplating what might transpire in the next few minutes. All the while, she resisted the urge to touch herself. Certainly, she wouldn't do that right here, but the desire was strong. Despite her own full bladder, that wasn't her primary concern at the moment. Her mind was conflicted—she didn't want her sister to suffer, yet she also wished for the boat ride to never end. The dichotomy of empathy and a burgeoning fascination with the unfolding situation played out in Emily's conflicted thoughts.
    Finally, they arrived, and Ivy eagerly jumped out of the boat. She sprinted along the beach towards their house until she was out of sight. Emily disembarked as well, intending to assist her mother in securing the boat to the dock. However, something caught her attention. Ivy's seat was wet, a noticeable puddle indicative of pee. Emily chose to remain silent. As they walked towards the house, Emily observed wet spots on the terrace and another substantial puddle near the entrance. Emily's mother attributed it to the neighbor kids playing on the terrace, but Emily couldn't shake the feeling that this explanation wasn't the real story.
    Ivy hoped fervently that her mother and sister hadn't connected the dots regarding what transpired in the boat and on the terrace. Their mother instructed them to head inside just as Ivy was contemplating a quick swim to relieve herself. She was already feeling a bit desperate, but the allure of the sun was too enticing to resist. If she had known it was her last opportunity to pee, she would have acted earlier. Realizing she wouldn't make it home without an accident, Ivy devised a plan. She decided to release small spurts intermittently, hoping to conceal her predicament. Concentrating proved challenging as she engaged in conversation with her sister, but a few minutes into their journey home, she initiated the first dribble. Ivy patiently waited for it to be absorbed by her bikini bottoms, allowing it to dry a bit before releasing another spurt. This tactic worked initially, but as the journey progressed, stopping the stream became increasingly challenging. The urgency didn't diminish, but her bladder weakened, and the small dribbles gradually evolved into longer spurts. Ivy had to abandon her strategy, fearing that continuing it would result in a complete loss of control and an undeniable mess on the seat, with no chance of hiding it.
    Despite her efforts, Ivy continued to lose more spurts during the ride until they finally arrived. She was well aware that a puddle had likely formed on her seat. Now, all she could do was make a dash for the house and hope that no one would notice the telltale sign of her accident. Ivy's bladder had reached its limit, and she couldn't prevent the dribble running down her legs any longer. Upon reaching the door, she faced a dilemma: run to the toilet, leaving a trail of urine in the house, or release it outside. Opting for the latter, and with her family out of sight and her bikini already wet, Ivy finally succumbed to the overwhelming urge. Squatting down, she let her urine gush out with a force she had never felt before, the bikini barely acting as a barrier as the stream sprayed onto the ground. Once finished, she hurried inside and headed straight for the shower.
    Emily made a beeline for the bathroom, desperately needing to relieve her bladder. Surprisingly, she had managed her urge quite well until this point. However, as she approached the toilet, her bladder demanded an immediate release. She danced on her feet, holding her crotch, experiencing an unexpectedly exhilarating sensation of openly performing a pee dance. "Ivy, can you please hurry up?". The proximity to the toilet intensified Emily's need to go. Ivy opened the door, catching a glimpse of her sister's pee dance. "Sorry," Ivy apologized, and Emily hastily entered the bathroom.
    But then, a thought crossed her mind. Instead of relieving herself immediately, Emily pulled her bikini bottoms back up, stepped into the shower, and turned it on without letting the water hit her. Standing there, still dry, she felt a small dribble form from her bikini. She consciously relaxed, allowing herself to pee in full force through her bikini bottoms, closely observing the act. Only after finishing did she step out of her bikini and rinse it under the water. Emily then took the showerhead and directed the strong stream towards her clit, exploring a newfound curiosity.
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    Babedut123 got a reaction from Blackb1rd in A Sprite of Omoania - Fantasy / Sandbox Interactive Story   
    Flood the bathroom and make her aroused
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    Babedut123 reacted to Nissannavara in Panty wetting   
    The file seems to have fucking disappeared.
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    Babedut123 reacted to vincp44 in Looking for a vid of two girls having wetsex   
    I know you meant that, LOL... just couldn't resist 😉
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    Babedut123 got a reaction from COCOabeanz in A wet night (part 1)   
    Caitlyn, Riley and Elisabeth were enjoying their average movie night with lots of fizzy drinks and fastfood. They were watching the new avengers in Elisabeth’s room, while they were home alone. After about an hour Elisabeth and Riley began to become desperate, but neither of them said anything because the movie was to exciting. As time went by and the desperation grew both girls started to wiggle.
    Shortly after the wiggle started, Caitlyn made a hilarious comment about the Movie which made all of them laugh. Suddenly Riley stopped laughing and grabbed her crouch.
    “I think I leaked into my Panties” she said, as she showed the other the wet spot.          
    “same” said Elisabeth and showed hers.
    “Damn it, I feel so left out since im the only one who have not peed myself” said Caitlyn.
    “well what’s going to stop you” Riley added
    “well I am pretty desperate, I just have a stronger bladder than you 2” Caitlyn responded “but I give it a try” she said giggling as she stood op. she closed her eyes and tried to relax and soon enough, a wet patch showed on her shorts. It grew and grew and urine started to run down her legs and soak the carpet beneath her. She couldn’t stop.
    “Caitlin you didn’t have to go all the way, you only needed to do a small spurt like us” Riley said giggling
     “well since the carpet is already wet, I might as well… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”  said Elisabeth as she emptied the remains of her bladder
    “your turn Cai….oh nevermind” Caitlin was already in the middle of a wetting before Elisabeth could finish her sentence.
    After the movie, before the girls went to sleep Elisabeth “borrowed” 3 diapers from her little sister’s room, so they could continue the fun overnight. They agreed that none of them were allowed to use the bathroom, unless they had to poop. However, they had to completely empty their bladder into their nappy before they could go.
    Part 2 comming up later 
     
     
     
     
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    Babedut123 got a reaction from Alltheomorashi in Wet Days Ahead   
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    Babedut123 got a reaction from HypnosFan in My dirty minded hypnotist   
    “So this is my story. My name is jasmine I’m 19 years old and recently I’ve had minor problems wetting the bed, having had 5 or 6 accident the last month. So now my parents have forced me to see this dumb hypnotist they’ve found online to try making it all stop. God, they’re so embarrassing”
    Me “Mom can we please hurry and get it over with already?”
    Mom “sure hunny, we’re leaving in a few minutes to see your new hypnotist. Just go out and wait in the car”
    I sighed and walked out to wait. I think I sat there for a few minutes and waited, but in reality it felt like an hour. As my mom got out to drive I asked “how far away is it?”  She responded it was only a few miles out of town, a 10 minute drive at most. 
    On the way there I sat on my phone watching TikToks to pass time and before I knew, we had arrived. 
    The hypnotist lived in a small yellow house in a big harden surrounded by a hedge. As we walked towards her entrance I felt myself getting nervous. I walked behind my mother to let her do the talking. 
    she rang on the doorbell

    *1 minute passes
    she rang again 
    *2 minutes passes 
    around the corner a petite blonde girl shows up 
    “sorry the door bell is broken. You must be jasmine. I’ve heard a lot about you”
    she smiles
    “I’m sure we can get rid of your accidents”
    she makes a gesture that I should follow her 
    i blush and look at my mom who says “go ahead your 19, you can do this on your own” 
    i followed the girl into her house noticing a nice armchair prepared for me. 
    “Just sit here” she says “do you want anything to drink before our session?” 

    i shake my head. 
     
    “that’s alright just get comfortable and I’ll see what I can do to your bedwettings” 
    I sat down and closed my eyes and took some deep breaths 
    Her “ okay open your eyes and follow my pen. Watch it going left. Right. Left. Right. Feel how your eyes are getting tired and heavy. Soon you’ll be under my control. 
    I follow the pen feeling the effects of her words as I struggle to stay awake and everything turns dark
     
    In my subconscious 
    “listen to my words dear. Your mother told me you started wetting the bed again. 5 times in the last 4 weeks. We can’t have that honey. That’s not remotely enough. I think you can easily double that amount and not only can you, you are going to do so too and the first accident will be tonight. 
    Furthermore, you’d refuse wearing diapers for now, they’re for kids and you’re a big girl who just got “help” getting rid of bedwetting accidents. When you wake up you won’t remember anything I just said, in stead you’ll think I stoped your accidents
    jasmine. Open your eyes and wake up”
     
     
     
     
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    Babedut123 got a reaction from DEFAULTacc in The Baby Makers   
    Great story 
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    Great story 
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    Babedut123 got a reaction from Omo25 in The Baby Makers   
    Looking forward for the next parts. Can’t wait to see that diaper be used some more 
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    Babedut123 got a reaction from LilMiss in The only time I've ever pooped myself.   
    So this is an old story (5 years)
    The story takes place 1 week after I introduced Megan to the fetish. 
    Megan had been eager to experiment with the new fetish and asked me about what I've done. We were sitting in my bedroom home alone. 
    I told her about all the different materials and places I've peed. Then I told her about the diapers I had bought (took a lot of courage) and how I go in them every time I'm alone. And she added. "wish it was me"
    "well if you want to borro.." before I finnishes my sentence she took a diaper out and put it on, and within 5 seconds a huge hissing noice filled the room. 
    I asked if she wanted me to change her, but she said she'd like to stay in it for a bit, but would love to watch me go in one too. What she didn't know was that I was already wearing one. So I simply said okay and showed her the diaper as it turned yellow. 
    the following conversation followed shortly after (can't remember the exact words but it went something like this) 
    Her "have you ever done number 2 in them" 
    me "no,why"
    Her "I've been curious to try"
    me "have you done it in your pants before"
    her" never, you?"
    me "no"
    her "want to" 
    me "I'm not sure" 
    her "please" 
    me "do you have to go"
    her "yes. Pleeease"
    me "I don't think I'll like it"
    her" did you ever think you would like pee" 
    she had a point. 
    5 minutes later. Both of us stood in the bathtub only wearing panties. 
    "Okay on 3. 1------2--------3. 
    I saw a bulge form in her panties and felt one in my own. Ofcourse I also felt a few drops of warm urine escape as I pushed as hard as I could. 
    "ahhhh A-Maze-ing" Megan said
    tbh it wast really for me. But I know Megan loves it. And she have begged me ever since to do it again with her. The reason I thoght about this story is, that her birthday is coming up, and I want to give it a second try. 
     
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    Babedut123 reacted to charlotte21 in TVGuy Releasing a couple videos   
    @TVGuy when are you going to release a couple videos for free?  Are you thinking about releasing some more videos soon for free?
    You said that you were thinking about releasing some for Christmas, but you never did.
    I was just putting this topic out there and wondering when you were going to release some more videos.
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    Babedut123 reacted to Kitty Angel in The Baby Makers   
    Your wish is my command 🙂
    Chapter 22. Games People Play
    It didn’t take a lot to amuse two little girls. Stacie and Cass were soon rooting through the things in the bottom of the toy chest. When she saw how big the thing was, Stacie was amazed that she hadn’t seen it as soon as she walked into the room. But that was nothing compared to her surprise when she found just how packed-full of toys it was. There were dolls, trains, tanks and soldiers in every colour of the rainbow, unicorns, pastel minotaurs, building blocks, and a whole town of little plastic houses, shops, hotels, caravans, and castles for the dolls to explore.
    It didn’t take long for them to start playing. The two girls gathered a couple of different dolls of all sizes, and quickly put them together to make a family. Stacie did her best to make different voices for each of her dolls, but doing voices was hard. She was a little bit surprised that Cass’s dolls could talk normally, but she already knew that funny things happened, and she didn’t need to understand all of it. Soon they were making up a story between them, always adding new ideas. An adult might have said that their story didn’t make sense, and they might have forgotten the name they gave one of the dolls and given it a different one later. But none of that mattered, because they were having fun in every moment.
    When Phil came and patted her on the head, Stacie found herself blushing again. She realised that she hadn’t even said hi to the nurse lady, and had just run off to play with her friend without a word.
    “Who’s a good girl?” he asked. “Are you having fun? I brought you some drinks. Do you want milk or juice?” He was holding a cup in one hand, and a bottle in the other. The bottle was probably milk, because it was white. Stacie’s smile turned up a little when she realised that, and felt so proud that she could work something like that out by herself. Then she looked at the cup, and suddenly it was hard to decide. The bottle was just like a baby bottle, with a big rubbery thing to suck on the top. The cup looked more grown-up, with just a plastic spout on the top so she wouldn’t spill it. She knew that she wanted to be a good baby for Phil, but the cup had pretty patterns on too. There were unicorns all over the outside, in thick pink lines. But it looked like some of the pictures were drawn on the inside too so they looked like they were dancing with each other, and that made it even cuter.
    Did she want to be a big baby or have the one with the pretty pattern? She didn’t know which was more important, but she came up with a really smart answer that she was sure Phil would be impressed by. She closed her eyes, and reached out with one hand. She thought she could pick one, and not know what it was. Then it wasn’t her choice, so it would be a happy surprise either way. Her hand waved around for a few seconds, and then she felt Phil’s hand pressing something into hers. She opened her eyes again, and discovered that she was holding a lovely pink sippy cup, decorated with unicorns and full of pale golden orange juice.
    Stacie put the cup to her mouth with a giggle, and it only took her two tries to get the little bit of plastic between her lips. Cass asked something she didn’t hear, and then took the bottle of milk.
    “Fankoo!” Cass said with a giggle, and then sat down on the floor again and started sucking on her bottle. Stacie wondered if she was supposed to say something too. She tried to say thanks, but she couldn’t talk with the cup in her mouth and when she tried some juice splashed out all down her front. She tried to look at it, but she couldn’t see past the bottle, so she giggled instead. Giggling and smiling seemed to be a good answer for everything here, so she already knew what to do whenever there was something she didn’t quite understand. The juice was really nice too. It was orange but it didn’t quite taste like oranges, so maybe there was something else in it. Some other fruit mixed in that made it extra sweet, and maybe a little flavour that tasted like the smell of roses. She put her nose near the cup and sniffed. It smelled a little bit like flowers too, but she didn’t need to worry about that. She was having fun and she liked the flavour, whatever went into it.
    Stacie had promised herself that she wouldn’t forget about Phil again, when he was being so nice to her. But there were too many things to think about at once, while she was drinking her juice, and playing with dolls, and wondering what the juice was, and talking to Cass. In less than a few minutes, she was only thinking about the things right in front of her again.
    Half an hour later, the dolls were starting a cafe, and some of the other toys were coming to visit. Their first customer was a teddy bear who was bigger than all the dolls put together, but he was cute and fluffy so the dolls weren’t scared. Cass squeaked a question in the waitress’s voice, and Stacie made her best attempt at a growly voice when she asked for a cup of juice. The bear got her cup, because he was probably big enough to hold it with a little help. It was empty now, but that was good because she didn’t want to get juice on his fur. And there was already another customer coming in, a little plastic girl from a Lego set. She was easy to serve, because they’d already found a tiny cup that was just the right size to fit in her hand.
    Stacie paused for a second, thinking about a little tingling feeling in her tummy. She wondered what it might be, and it took her a couple of seconds to remember that she needed to go potty. She knew she should put the toys down and ask a grown-up to help. That was what she was supposed to do, wasn’t it? But before she could say anything she felt another feeling, a warmth spreading around her diaper area, and she knew that she was too young to even think about those big-girl things.
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    Babedut123 got a reaction from Juliered in The Magical Bladder Controlling Girl   
    A 18 y.o girl named Riley. Average build  but with a very small bladder making her have accidents every now and then, luckily for her it doesn’t bother her since she’d been into omo for as long as she can remember however she still avoids accidents when in public. 
    shes bisexual but haven’t been with a girl yet, but is still very open and outgoing. She has 3 powers
    1. she can see how many minutes a person is from losing control including herself 
    2 she can make people forget their need to go temporarily 
    3 she can make one person a day lose control immediately. 
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    Babedut123 reacted to Kitty Angel in The Baby Makers   
    Chapter 15. Out of Control
    When the wave of laughter faded, Stacie was feeling a lot more confident about whatever was coming next. She’d been a little bit naughty, but Phil wasn’t angry at all. So maybe it wasn’t as naughty as she thought. If she could be sure of that, she didn’t need to be embarrassed anymore.
    “I did a weewee in my panties,” she said again. She was still blushing, but giggling a little as well. She knew it was naughty, but somehow that was exciting. Doing something forbidden made her feel alive, like a rebel, even if Phil had said it was okay.
    “Yes,” Phil answered her with a smile. “And I’m so proud of you.”
    “Really?”
    “Yes. You’re turning into the cutest little baby ever. It’s so hard just to relax and let it happen, but you’re being the cutest baby ever. Good girl.”
    As the blushes conquered her face again, Stacie couldn’t stop smiling. And there was only one doubt left in her mind.
    “So I get changed now and get all clean?”
    “Yes. Let’s go, and you can pick a cute diaper out. I’m sure you’ll be an adorable baby.”
    “Does that mean I’m not allowed to use the potty? Do I got to ask?”
    “It’s up to you, Stacie. If you really want to you can try to go potty like a big girl, but I might make it harder for you. Or you can relax and use your diapers like a good baby. I’m just here to help you be a happy little one, so you don’t need to worry at all.”
    Stacie nodded and smiled. He wanted her to be a baby, so she was going to be the best baby ever. It was still just a little embarrassing, but she knew that she was having more and more fun the littler she got, so Phil must know what was best for her. It seemed like a weird thing to ask, and she wasn’t sure she wanted that choice.
    “Do you want me to poop in my diaper too?” she asked, her surprise at the thought coming through clearly. “I don’t… I mean, you said like a baby, and babies…”
    “You can if you want,” Phil smiled. “You’re enjoying turning into a baby so much, I’m sure it wouldn’t upset you.”
    “Uh-uh,” she shook her head, “I don’t think I’m gonna. But if you want me to, I…”
    “I think it’s nice for you to be more babyish, but I don’t mind if you want to leave that until later. If you want to just go as soon as you feel the urge, you already know I’ll be so proud of you for being a good baby. Or if you’d rather, I can speed up making you littler to the point you can’t help it. You already know I can make you have an accident, don’t you? So if you want it to happen, you can just ask me. Any time you’re ready.”
    “I wanna be a baby for you!” Stacie said, and when she heard the words coming out of her mouth she knew that they were really true. This wasn’t just playing along; it was something she could be excited about. Anything that would make Phil happy made her happy too, and she couldn’t wait to be a complete little baby for him, no matter what that involved. “Pleeeeease can I be a baby?”
    “Of course you can. I think you’re halfway there already, and being in diapers will make you even cuter. I want you to be a real baby, so you will be, and the only thing you get to choose is when. Do you want to tell me when you’re ready to be littler again, or make you littler as soon as you’re changed? You can be a baby now or later, it’s up to you. Or if you want to keep your diapers clean a little longer, you can ask to use the potty before you change, and I’ll tell you what a good girl you are until you get littler again. Do you want to be a perfect little baby right away, or would you rather take it slow, step by step, and enjoy each little change?”
    “Uhh…” Stacie wasn’t sure how to reply. All of the options sounded equally scary, and fun, and embarrassing, and exciting. “I don’t know, it’s all naughty, can you surprise me please? Umm you could do what you like best? Or toss a coin?”
    “Heh, you’re adorable. You don’t want any more choices?”
    “I wanna…” embarrassment lowered Stacie’s voice to a whisper, so she wasn’t even sure if Phil could hear her, “… to do everything you say and be a good baby for you.”
    “That’s okay,” Phil patted her on the head, ruffling her hair, and nothing could have made her happier. “I won’t ask you anymore, so everything’s a surprise. You can always say stop if it’s too much, or too fast. But even when I say it, you might be too little to understand. You’re already using childish words for some things, like saying potty instead of toilet. That is so cute, but if you get any younger then you won’t understand what I mean if I use the adult words for those things, my words will go right over your head and make you feel so little, but you will be able to do what I tell you without understanding.”
    Stacie giggled excitedly as she felt herself getting smaller again, and the room getting bigger. She found it was hard to keep her balance, and she felt like she could fall over soon. Was she really getting too little to walk? She didn’t know. But she was sure the next time Phil made her littler, she might not know right away what he’d decided to have her do. It was like a mystery tour, and she had no idea how many stops were left on this ride.
    “Wow,” she said, grabbing Phil’s hand and holding on tight. “I think I’m getting small. I can still walk though, is that okay? It’s kinda fun.”
    “Yes, you can still walk,” Phil smiled down at her, and took a few slow steps to the door. “When you get younger, you’ll still be able to walk most of the time. You won’t fall down unless you’re somewhere safe so it won’t hurt. But you’ll feel really proud of walking, like it’s something you just learned, and you’ll keep on feeling like you might fall if you’re not careful.” There were a lot of words there, and Stacie had forgotten them before she could even try to untangle the meaning. But she was sure Phil had said at the start she could walk like a big girl, so while she felt the room growing around her she held onto his hand and took a couple of wobbly steps.
    “You’ll be getting smaller again soon,” Phil cautioned her, “It might be a good idea to stand still until you’re sure what size you are. When you get younger again, every step you take will feel like a big achievement, and you’ll be so proud of being able to walk, but you’ll get clumsier and clumsier until you can’t even stand without a little help, and you’ll feel more safe and protected than you ever thought possible. And after the next time you get younger, you will automatically empty your bladder or bowels whenever you feel the slightest urge. You won’t be able to hold it at all, and you will feel so very embarrassed, but in a way that you really love. Is that okay?”
    Stacie looked up at Phil’s hand, her eyes wide in amazement. She hadn’t been able to hear most of his words, she’d just been watching her own hands get smaller, and feeling the world get bigger, again and again. It didn’t matter that she could see her hand clasping his almost normally, she’d stopped paying any attention to what was really there. The image in her mind was of her tiny, pudgy hand clumsily holding onto two of his fingertips, and barely being able to reach around to make her fingers touch. Phil was almost a giant now, or she was just a step or two away from being a baby. And she didn’t have a clue what he’d just told her to feel.
    “You okay?” Phil asked again, a few moments later. “Too much?”
    “No. I’m good! Super little! I like surprises!” Stacie nodded happily, head bobbing even faster now. She was excited to find out what was going to come next, and turning it into a mystery had just made her look forward to it even more.
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    Babedut123 got a reaction from DouglasCande in Wetting in waterproof sleepingbag   
    Okay, so I got the following idea after writing about an experience where in nearly had an accident in my sleeping-bag. 
     
    The idea I got was to purposely wet myself laying in my sleeping-bag while having it turned inside out, so the waterproof part is on the inside. 
    Ive waited around 4 days and a few hours ago, I finally had the house to myself. My roomie left around 3pm to visit her parents and at 3:01pm I started drinking loads of water growing extremely horny fighting the urge to touch myself. After having consumed 1,5L I found my sleepingbag and prepared it on the couch with the tv on (Netflix w how I met your mother was on). 
    I crawled into the sleeping bag wearing only my turquoise panties and began to wait. I didn’t even bother holding, because after about half an hour I felt a slight urge and immediately let go. The waterproof properties was even better than what I’ve imagined. It was like laying in a comfy bed that doesn’t absorb the pee but instead makes a deep puddle at your bum. 
    Would definitely recommend trying this I know this isn’t my last time doing this. 
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