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  1. Hello! I plan to make this fic have multiple chapters from different povs, and the next one will most likely have wetting. I'm not super comfortable with writing smut, so I tried to make it really short. The fic title is from a song by Pete Townshend, who I'll admit I've never listened to but I liked the song title. I hope you enjoy the fic, feel free to leave feedback! I'm not really sure what's happening with the font size of this, but I apologise if it's a bit odd. “Harry! If I run a bath would you wanna hop in with me?” Draco called from the master bathroom. When he had moved into number 12 Grimmauld Place a couple years after he started dating Harry, Draco had helped remodel some of the rooms that they used the most. That had included the master bathroom, and he looked around proudly at the room. It was lit by glass balls containing frozen Lumos charms and suspended from the ceiling, and they cast a soft golden light over the room. The floors were a gold-flecked marble that Draco had picked out himself, and the bath that he was about to run had been modeled after the one in prefects’ bathroom at Hogwarts. It was embedded into the ground, had plenty of different scents and features, and was (most importantly, in Draco’s opinion) big enough for 2 or more people to fit comfortably, if they wanted to. On one memorable occasion, at the end of a party, Harry had decided that all of their friends must come and test how many could fit. The conclusion was that around 12 could, and it had been an excellent experiment until someone had accidentally turned one of the taps on and sprayed them all with butterbeer scented bubbles. “Sure!” Harry responded from somewhere downstairs. Draco smiled and turned on some of the taps. Colorful citrus-scented steam filled the air, and he sighed contentedly as he ran his fingers through the water that was rapidly filling the bathtub. As he did so, he shifted his feet and pressed his legs together in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure that he could feel slowly building up in his bladder. A couple nights previous, Draco and Harry had gotten a bit drunk and started discussing kinks that they might want to experiment with. If Draco was being honest with himself, he knew it was a conversation that he had wanted to have for a long time but he was never sure how to approach Harry about it. The two of them had sat together in the drawing room, and after a brief but comfortable lull in conversation Draco had buried his face in Harry's neck and shyly asked whether or not he had any kinks he'd like to try. In hindsight, it probably wasn't the smartest strategy; as Harry had asked Draco to repeat himself and it was much worse the second time when he couldn't muffle the words. But Harry had been kind and earnest, and Draco was glad the conversation had taken place. Harry, sheepishly, had admitted that he'd like to try bondage sometime, and Draco had responded that foodplay was something that interested him. Draco had added that he enjoyed watersports, and he couldn't help but notice how Harry's eyes had darkened instantly as he'd agreed and mentioned that wetting also turned him on. It had been an awkward conversation, but Draco was glad he had initiated it; especially considering that they had some amount of overlap. Hearing footsteps on the stairs, Draco quickly turned off the taps and cast a shimmering charm over the water that would maintain its temperature. He met Harry in the doorway, wrapping his arms around his neck and pressing a soft kiss to his lips before pulling him into the room. He started unbuttoning his shirt, maintaining eye contact with Harry while going through the motions of undressing as slowly as possible. Draco noticed the growing bulge in Harry's jeans with a hint of satisfaction, feeling a hot ache spiral through him as he did so. After 30 seconds he'd only undone two buttons, and Harry made a growling noise and waved a hand. A second later, both of their clothes and Harry’s glasses were neatly folded on a chair, and Harry had Draco pressed against a wall and was gently biting at his collarbone. “Impatient tonight, are we?” Draco murmured breathlessly, trying to ignore the pleasant aching in his bladder. He had plans for it, but they wouldn't come into play until later. “You were taking forever!” Harry protested, but Draco could feel him smiling. Interestingly, Harry was mimicking his movements from earlier, and when Draco looked down he noticed that Harry's normally flat stomach was slightly distended. It seemed that they were in similar situations which is exactly what Draco wanted. He had been drinking much more liquid than he usually did throughout the day, and he’d also made Harry more cups of tea and passed him more glasses of water. He'd noticed when they'd first started dating that Harry had a tendency towards waiting until he was desperate to use the restroom, but when he'd casually asked about it Harry had just shrugged and said he normally didn't really notice the need until it was urgent. He was a terrible liar, so Draco knew that that wasn't the real reason; but he didn't want to press Harry. Of course, recent conversations had made him realize that Harry probably did it for pleasure the same way Draco did, and Draco was banking on that for his plans. Draco slipped out of Harry's arms, laughing at his disgruntled expression, and slid gently into the bathtub. He let the warm water envelope his body as he gazed over at Harry. He hadn't gotten into the bath yet, but he was standing at the edge. His tawny skin seemed to glow in the golden light and his hair was even more curly and chaotic than usual from the steam, despite the haircut that he had gotten earlier in the week. Bright green eyes met Draco's, and he flushed at having been caught staring. “Well? Aren't you coming in?” he asked, trying not to sound desperate. “Thanks for the invitation,” was the dry response, but Harry got into the tub and made his way over to where draco was sitting on a ledge built into the side of the tub. Harry sat on Draco’s lap, straddling his hips and facing him. Draco kissed him hard, wrapping one arm around his back while slipping the other hand between their bodies and pressing gently on Harry’s bladder. As predicted, Harry’s whole body went stiff instantly. He pulled back slightly, breaking the kiss and giving Draco a slightly panicked look. “Fuck...it seems like you’ve, er, noticed already but I’m a bit desperate for the toilet right now,” Harry said, panting slightly. “That felt good but if you do it again I’m not sure if I’ll be able to hold it.” “One way to find out, isn’t there?” Draco said, increasing the pressure on Harry’s slightly. Harry let out a strangled moan, arching into the touch. His eyes flicked downwards, and Draco followed his line of vision to see a jet of pee shoot out of Harry before he grabbed his cock to stop the flow. Draco could feel it against his stomach, slightly warmer than the rest of the water, and he was more turned on than he could ever remember being in the past. “Did that feel nice? You can let go, you know. I won’t mind,” he murmured, rubbing his cock against the inside of Harry’s thigh and pushing on his bladder again. With a moan, Harry lost control completely. Streams of pee began shooting out of him, swirling through the water around them and making Draco feel almost dizzy with arousal. Once the stream had died off, he grabbed both of their cocks and began pulling and twisting until they were both shaking with release.
  2. since you'd mentioned suggestions I'd love to see some female wetting/desperation too if possible, loving it so far!
  3. I can definitely write a backstory on how they started dating, but this is meant to take place while both girls are still at Hogwarts, probably around Hermione's 5th or 6th year. Ginny is dating Hermione instead of Harry in this scenario, but both Ginny and Hermione are friends with Harry and the Weasley siblings like in the books. (In the last part, that's who Ginny was supposed to be playing hide and seek with.) Hope that cleared some things up!
  4. It had been over a month since Ginny and Hermione started dating, and about two weeks since Ginny had discovered that Hermione liked to pee herself. She had been playing hide and seek in the hallways at Hogwarts, and she had ducked behind a curtain in a little alcove at the bottom of a staircase. It was the perfect spot, Ginny thought happily, concealed from all angles. Her bladder twinged uncomfortably to let her know that it was full, and she shifted her weight, feeling her skirt waistband put pressure on her bloated stomach. Hopefully the game would be over soon so she could relieve herself, because she certainly wasn't willing to leave her hiding place and risk losing the game. Lost in thought, Ginny didn't notice the hissing and splashing noises that came from behind her at first, but they grew steadily louder. She peeked her head out of the curtain to see her girlfriend in the alcove. Luckily she was facing away from Ginny so she didn't see her. Confused, Ginny tried to find the source of the noise and she suddenly realized that Hermione was wetting herself. Droplets were running down her legs from beneath her skirt and running to the floor, where a growing puddle surrounded her. Hermione was letting out little moans, and she sank to her knees in the puddle she had made, slipping a hand down the waistband of her skirt and seemingly beginning to rub herself *there* Hermione finished up what she was doing, then cast drying and cleaning spells and left, leaving Ginny shocked and incredibly turned on. Unfortunately, she still had to pee, and as soon as Hermione left she felt spurts of urine warming her underwear before she was able to regain control. She knew that girls peeing turned her on, and she had looked at plenty of magical photos with desperate females, but she had never considered actually wetting herself. Seeing how easily Hermione had cleaned up though... Ginny slipped out of the curtains and into the alcove, squatting down on the ground. She knew she should probably pull her panties down, but it would be the same amount of cleaning either way and part of her wanted to try peeing herself. Almost as soon as she had the thought, she felt her bladder give out and a warm dampness spread through her underwear. Pee began dripping, then splattering onto the ground and Ginny desperately hoped that nobody who might be walking by could hear. Eventually her bladder was empty, and although she wanted to touch herself the way Hermione had she knew there were people looking for her and she might get caught. She quickly cleaned up and slipped back into the curtains, smiling at the thought that she was the only person to know everything that had just happened. I plan to make more stories like this so let me know if y'all have scenarios you want me to put them through 🙂
  5. Sage (some lewd content) Sage had been trying to sleep for the past 20 minutes, but she wasn’t having much luck. She had never been good at sleeping in unfamiliar places, and the room she was staying at was larger than her room at home and full of shadows. She had put on her favorite pajamas - a light blue nightgown and a matching scrunchie that she used to tie her hair up in a bun, and she had lit a candle from home in hopes that it would make her feel more comfortable with not much luck. She sat in the dark with a blanket wrapped around herself for a few minutes, silently debating what she should do. Oh, fuck it, she thought. Carefully she slipped out of her room and padded down the hall to the queen’s chambers. She lifted a trembling hand and knocked on the door, and within a couple seconds she was face to face with Verena, who was wearing a mustard yellow silk tank top and pajama shorts set. She looks beautiful, Sage noticed as she glanced sheepishly down at her nightgown. She thought it was pretty, but she didn’t look elegant the way she ought to as a princess. Ugh, why am I thinking this? It doesn’t matter, I’m just going to sleep anyway. "Sage?" The other girl seemed confused, but not mad to see her. "Is it… would it be ok if I slept in here?” Sage whispered, feeling her cheeks grow warm. "Of course, but did something happen? Are you okay?” Verena pulled Sage into the room and gently shut the door behind her. She nodded, embarrassed but relieved that the queen didn’t seem to mind. Both girls got into bed, and Sage could tell that Verena still didn’t understand why she was there. She leaned over and began timidly kissing the queen, who seemed to get the idea and pushed back against her. The tiredness from earlier seemed to have evaporated, and adrenaline was coursing through her as she slowly inched her hand into the queen’s panties and began rubbing her clit. She heard Verena moan softly, gyrating her hips back and forth. Sage could feel her fingers getting wet, and within a few minutes both girls were breathing heavily and staring wide-eyed at each other. Sage was shocked. She had never had sex with anyone before, and she hadn’t been with any girls despite being interested in them. “Sage. We should probably both go to sleep, ok? It’s getting late,” Verena whispered, still panting. Sage nodded, and as she drifted off her mind kept replaying the memory of what had just happened. let me know any feedback you have! ❤️
  6. (Verena's POV) As Verena waited for the princess outside the bathroom, she couldn't help but smile. She had seen the gemstones in Sage's tiara when her family first arrived at the palace, and she couldn't help but notice that the way they were oriented made them look like the pansexual flag. Verena knew it had been a risk to ask if Sage was into girls, since she could have been completely wrong about the tiara, but she was quite happy with the way things were turning out. Sage was gorgeous, she thought, with long, dark brown hair and wide grey eyes that made her look younger even though Verena knew they were the same age. She herself was blonde, with straight hair she kept cut in an angled bob and dark green eyes. She was fairly tall, but to her surprise Sage was only a little bit shorter than she was and curvier compared to Verena's slim build. And, from what Verena could tell, Sage had a pretty large bladder. All royalty had some form of elemental power, and Verena's family could manipulate water. This also extended to people's bladders, something Verena took advantage of often. She had a pee fetish, and when she had free time she would often let her bladder fill up until she couldn't hold it anymore and then wet herself and use her powers to draw the moisture out of her clothing and evaporate it. Lost in thought, Verena was startled when Sage opened the bathroom door next to her. She held out her hand and Sage took it, the two of them talking idly as they made their way back to the party. They got back as people were wrapping up, and they sat together on a couch and watched other families leave. It was Verena's little brother's birthday, and most of the families who were invited to the party lived nearby, but Sage's family lived farther away so they were staying at the palace for a couple days. Verena noticed that Sage was looking awfully tired, so she wrapped an arm around the other girl's shoulders. "You ready to go to our rooms?" She asked gently. Sage nodded, blushing and holding back a yawn. "Sorry, it's been a long day." Sage said, laughing. They said a few quick goodbyes and Verena thanked people for coming to the party before the two girls walked up the stairs to the bedrooms. Verena showed Sage her room, and gave her a quick kiss goodnight before they parted ways. She had been hopeful that Sage would want to do more, but they had plenty of time together and Verena was tired too. She got in bed and spent about half an hour reading before she heard a quiet knock on her door.
  7. Mostly just holding for as long as I can/doing things to make me more desperate and trying to make it through them 🙂
  8. y'all are so sweet, thank you! 💖
  9. other things I realized it might be a good idea to add 😅 i'm a cis girl and bi, and fairly medium in terms of height if anyone cares. Also, I go by liv or olive online. Feel free to ask me anything!
  10. I've been on this site for a while, but only recently did I decide to start contributing. I plan to write mostly fiction and fanfiction stories, as I'm not really in a position right now where I can actually do anything involving wetting. I'm definitely not the best writer, but I am looking forward to improving and seeing what other people think of the content I post. 🙂 (not really sure what else to say here lol)
  11. This is a story about a princess named Sage and a queen named Verbena, who each have some form of magical powers. I plan to do alternating POV's, and there is LGBT and NSFW content (just a warning). I'm definitely not the best writer but I hope you enjoy! Sage wasn't exactly sure what to do when the young queen of the kingdom her family was visiting came up and whispered in her ear at a party. "Hey, I don't mean to overstep, but if you're into girls, loudly ask if I can show you to the bathroom in about five minutes." The queen, Verena, had a low voice with just a hint of an accent. Sage was into girls, although she couldn't tell how Verena knew that. She decided it would be a good idea to do what the other girl said, and in a couple minutes the two of them were hurrying to the bathroom together. Verena led Sage into the nearest bathroom and gently shut the door behind them. Before she knew it, she was on the floor with Verena on top of her, and the two were desperately making out. It was only then that Sage noticed that she had to pee, badly. She had a fairly large bladder, and she tended not to notice when she needed the bathroom until it was almost too late. At least, that was what she told people when they asked why she waited so long to use the bathroom. She would never admit it to anyone, but she quite liked the feeling of having a full bladder. This time she really had been distracted by the party and hadn't noticed her need, but it was a rare occurrence for her. Sage carefully sat up, still kissing Verena, and gently pulled away from her. "Is something wrong?" Verena asked, panting. Sage felt her cheeks go warm. "No, I just...I really need to pee," Sage said. She ducked her head in embarrassment and was mortified when Verena started laughing. "Good thing we're in a bathroom, then! No worries, I'll just wait outside until you're done." Verena smiled and stood up, striding back out into the hallway and closing the door behind her. Almost as soon as she did, Sage felt a tiny spurt of pee dampen her underwear and she pressed her legs together, struggling to stand up in the party dress she was wearing. She made it to the toilet and pulled the dress up so she could sit down, but she didn't have a free hand to pull her panties and tights off, and she could feel more warm droplets coming out of her. She managed to get a hand free and pulled down her undergarments as she sat on the toilet. As soon as Sage sat, pee started squirting out of her and into the toilet. The feeling of relief was almost orgasmic, and she let out a happy sigh and arched her back slightly as she finished. She washed her hands, then opened the door and allowed the queen to escort her back to the party.
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