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Artist50

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Artist50 last won the day on July 20 2021

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About Artist50

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  • My pronouns are..
    she/her

My Kinks

  • I'm into..
    Bathroom Control
    Bedwetting
    Diapers
    Hyper wetting
    Tickling
    Bondage
    Exhibitionism
    Face-sitting
    Humiliation
    Hypnosis
    Immobilization
    Master / Slave
    Messing
    Public humiliation
    Spanking

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  1. Killing people isn't just a normal kink. That is dangerous.
  2. I hope you're joking. This sounds like serial killer stuff right here.
  3. Any specific brands you know of? What is the most absorbent reusable diaper?
  4. One time a wetting friend and I did a Lord of the Rings marathon where we watched started with empty bladders and watched all 3 extended cut movies in a row with the rule being that we couldn't get up to use the bathroom. We both wet ourselves 2-3 times over the course of the movies and my friend even messed herself at the start of Return of the King.
  5. Ah, this may be the correct way to play! I probably misremembered in the original post. I'll amend that now.
  6. I was on here earlier and saw a post about omo drinking games and was wondering if anyone here has ever heard of "Map of Africa". It is a drinking game that people at some universities in the US play, though it is somewhat rare. It seems to be omo-related, though not intentionally. Essentially, the aim is to get really drunk and piss your pants by the smallest amount possible. I'm talking 1 spurt at a time. You keep taking turns until a wet spot shows up on one of the participants' pants. Then, the loser is required to fully piss themselves. The name refers to, I suppose, what the initial quantity of urine is supposed to resemble on your pants. Just wondering if anyone has played this or would be interested in playing this in the future! Edit: After reading a helpful comment, I realized that I am misremembering the rules. Everyone has to pee until a small wet patch is visible, and the person with the biggest wet patch has to fully piss themselves.
  7. Hello everyone! With Halloween just around the corner, I was wondering if anyone had heard of some SPOOKY wettings! Specifically, I was wondering if anyone on here has either worked at or been to a haunted house and seen/made someone have an accident, or maybe even had an accident themselves. Ever seen anyone wet themselves from fear? Mess themselves? I have seen 2 such incidents, one where a girl who went ahead of my group wet herself (I couldn't see anything, as she was a bit ahead of us, but she screamed "I'm peeing!"), and another where one of my friends wet herself out of fear when a chainsaw guy jumped out at her. Anyways, I'm interested in hearing all your stories!
  8. Hello, everyone! I was just wondering if anyone had access to the Just Jeans 22 video from Bound2Burst. I used to have it, but I have been scouring my files for ages trying to find it and I just can't. Does anyone here have it? Would they be willing to upload it somewhere? All help is appreciated!
  9. Yeah, in the 2 peeing stories above, I cried when I wet myself. I can tell them, but I'm busy right now, so I will another time. As for my mom, she isn't without her own wetting stories. She wet the bed until her late teens and still does whenever she gets a little too drunk. The ski boots actually were not that wet, since my 3 layers of tight fitting pants/undergarments soaked up my whole accident.
  10. Okay, I have to go to bed right now, so I will tell some other stories sometime later (remind me tomorrow). For now, I'll tell one of the times I was given permission to poop my pants. When I was 17, I was on a road trip with my aunt back from a concert and we had like 3 hours left and I had to poop. My aunt pulled into a gas station, which was like the only stop for an hour or something and asked if I could use the bathroom. When I opened the door, however, it was literally the most disgusting bathroom I had ever seen. The toilet was clogged and partially overflowing and it had what I could only assume to be shit smeared on every wall and the mirror. The smell nearly made me faint. After seeing the conditions of the bathroom, my aunt ushered me out of the gas station to the parking lot. At this point, I was cramping to hold my mess in, and I asked if there was any other place nearby. I would have gone behind a tree or something, but the gas station was right by a fairly busy highway with like 0 hills or plant life besides grass. My aunt, who has always been... a bit of a care-free hippie... told me it was okay if I couldn't hold it and that pooping was a natural thing I shouldn't be ashamed of and if I accidentally pooped my pants once in a while, it wasn't the end of the world. I was, of course, initially shocked, but I realized that I didn't have any other options and I squatted down behind our car and absolutely FILLED my jeans. I don't know how to describe it, but it was somehow firm and squishy at the same time. As I was doing it, I started crying because I had just messed myself as basically an adult and my aunt comforted me. She put some spare grocery bags on the passenger seat for me to sit on and we got in the car. When I sat down, the mess in the seat of my pants smooshed all around my ass, almost forming a warm cushion. I eventually stopped crying and we sat in silence for about an hour with all the windows down. Eventually my aunt broke the silence by telling me some stories about times she had pooped her pants, trying to let me know I wasn't the only one this had happened to and I started to giggle at both her story and how absurd the situation I was in truly was. We eventually got to her house and I changed into some of her clothes after a LOOOOOONG shower. Since then, it has been our secret and nobody else in our family knows.
  11. I was able to change into dry clothes when we got to the bottom of the trail, so in like 30-45 mins. Because I was wearing 4 layers, though, it stayed pretty warm and it only wet my 3 layers of underclothes, not my actual ski pants. You couldn't tell from looking at me that I had peed my pants.
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