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here's part two, to this! --- I glanced down at my waist, admiring how much my padding had absorbed. Normally, after wetting a diaper, moving was a little difficult - I could still walk, just with a faint waddle. This, however, had been different. My diaper sagged between my thighs deeper than I had ever seen any other, and moving required tremendous effort on my end. It pulled at my hips in a seductive manner, forcing me to waddle in its warmth. I ran my hands over its front, tracing the faded wetness indicators with my fingertips. The softness of the padding had been replaced with a spongey exterior, each touch leaving an identifiable impression. Still in a state of elation, I decided to sit on my bed. I expected it to be comforting, but the thickness of my padding acted as a seat of its own, pressing into my butt with a comforting warmth. I, unconsciously, began to gyrate my hips against my bed, causing the padding to rub me in all the right places. Then, I remembered that I had a pillow, and placed it under my thighs. With a distinct squelch, I began to grind against my pillow, whose softness complemented the softness of my diaper perfectly. "I-I wish that my- diaper could, ahh, leak, ah-again." I moaned, as I continued to grind against my pillow. My eyes glowed, and as did the leak guards of my padding - with each thrust, I felt faint streams course my thighs, rounding their plumpness, finally absorbing into the pillow. With each gyration, I felt myself becoming closer, and closer, and closer, until finally the sensations were too much to bear. "Sh- shit! Ah, AHH!" I practically screamed, stopping in my tracks and pulling the pillow against me tightly. With each spasm, I drew my pillow in closer, and closer until I finally finished. I panted, now entirely out of breath. "I wish... that my diaper was dry, and that my pillow was clean." A yellow light flashed through eyes, before my diaper deflated, draining its color and weight away nearly instantly. The stains in my pillowcase evaporated, leaving it in the same condition it was when I awoke. I walked to my dresser, putting on clothes. I threw on a lengthy, pink skirt, covering my diaper entirely. Although it was good enough, the bulge it presented made my waist look much larger than average, and, well, it felt empowering. Finally, I slipped on an oversized sweater, opting not to wear a bra - although my breasts were larger than average, I wanted to prioritize being comfortable today! "I've proved that the wishing works, and now that I have, I think starting on my end of the bargain is in order. I have my first target in mind already: my best friend, Hope." I smirked in front of my mirror, already planning my trap. "I mean, who better than someone I already think is gorgeous? Besides, she has admitted that she'd try anything once. Convincing her should be a breeze." I grabbed my phone, opening my messages. "Movie night tonite?" I asked, grinning. "HELL yeah! I'll see you in a couple hours, Izz!" She replied, almost instantly. We'd made a habit of having movie nights at each other's houses recently, and well, it has provided the perfect opportunity to put my plan into effect. With my wishes, I am sure that she'll end up in a diaper by the end of the night, and a soggy, soggy one at that. Hope had been my best friend for years now, and well, she's a killer. She's shorter than average, only about 5'1" or so, and she has the cutest haircut - it's long, messy and a deep shade of brown. She has a rounded face, complemented by a pair of blue glasses and an inspiring sense of style. And having seen her play wind instruments when we went to school, I just know she's a fantastic kisser. In any case, I think she's gorgeous, even if she has self-image problems at times. I began to prepare for later... Hours pass. The sound of my doorbell rings, and I excitedly approach my door. I glance through the peephole and see Hope outside, shivering a little from the cold. I invite her in, opening the door for her. "Hey Izz, what's up?" She asks, stepping through the doorframe and removing her shoes. I notice that she glanced down at my waist for a few seconds, before meeting my gaze. "Did you get colored contacts? I didn't think you'd fuck with yellow, but it kinda suits you in a way." I blushed, before realizing that I had to respond. "Uhh, well, yeah, I did. I figured that it would complement a lot of the colors I normally wear. Do you want anything to drink?" "I'm good, thanks, I drank a lot before coming here!" She smiled, not knowing how much those words made me flustered. I walked to my living room and put on a recent, popular horror film - they were Hope's favorite! I invited her to come sit next to me on the couch, and we began to watch the movie. I couldn't really focus on it, since the thought of wearing a diaper next to someone so breath-taking made me flustered. I'd thought about taking her hand, before, but it was a necessity tonight. About half-way into the film, a frightening string of events happened within the movie - this caused me to unknowingly take Hope's hand. She looked surprised at first, but she smiled and layed her head atop my shoulder. As the film came to a close, I moved her hand to my thigh and looked into her eyes. "I need to show you something." I remarked. I reached down to the end of my skirt, and drew it up slowly. I revealed my thigh, slowly, before finally unveiling the garmant surrounding my waist. I moved her hand to the front of my padding. "Izz, is that..?" Hope looked confused, but she was blushing. "A diaper. It's weird, I know, but I wanted you to find out about it - well, I think you're hot, and umm, I think diapers are hot, too." I looked away, shyly, before returning to the comfort of Hope's gaze. She sat, flustered, silently for a few seconds, before tackling me with a kiss. "Hey, I always did say I'd try anything once." She straddled me, and we began to make out - her large thighs pressed the padding surrounding my waist into me, and I could hear the faint crinkles it caused. I drew back for a moment. "I wish that you were wearing a diaper right now, and that you wouldn't even notice I said anything!" Having said that, I felt Hope's waist press further into my own and continued to kiss her. As our tongues locked, so too did our padding. "Say, you find these hot, huh? Because, thinking on it, I really have to go. I don't know if I'll be able to make it!" Hope teased, running her fingers along the front of my diaper. "But, it seems, what if I didn't need to - ohhh - mmm..." Hope's diaper began to hiss like a cornered animal, and as I heard it, I moaned and pulled her in closer, feeling her breasts squeeze against mine. She advanced, jiggling her breasts against my face - I moaned, instinctively, animalistically...

as far as that last line goes... whoops! my bad. but yeah, wattpad has been deleting people's stories recently, all of mine included as well as a few other popular writers.

With Wattpad recently deleting diaper-related fiction, I thought posting my newest story here would be a better idea than letting it go to waste. -- I awoke in a glowing, white room with no discernable walls or flooring - the incomprehensible span of white convinced me that I was dreaming, though I could still feel sensations as if I were awake. I began walking into the endless ocean of white in front of me, when suddenly a smattering of golden light appeared before me, illuminating a figure. Draped in white, flowing robes, her marble skin looked almost otherworldly, like an ancient statue brought to life. Her breasts were enormous, barely covered by her sheer, silky robes, so much so that they appeared larger than my head. Her thighs, too, appeared as if they could crush me between them with next-to-no struggle - they were only made larger by the diaper which surrounded them. Despite being something so juvenile, her commanding aura bolstered its appearance into an article just as mystifying as the rest of her apparel. "Izzie. I know that you are wondering how you had been transported here, or what the purpose of this encounter is in the first place." Her golden, swirling eyes pierced my own in an oddly comforting, personal manner. "Y-yes, you're right." "Well, Izzie, I... am a succubus. Though, I am no average demon - instead, I am one of the many fetish-succubi that exist throughout the many, many hells. As you can no doubt see, my domain encompasses any kink related to padding and its uses." She took my hand and guided it to her diaper, then gazed deeper into my eyes. "And I am in need of a new servant. Should you accept my offer, I will grant you a boon - namely, a wish-granting diaper that can mold the very reality around you. You, however, will be required to mold a human into a diaper-wearer at least once a month. Should you fail to do so, I would absorb your life essence into the diaper surrounding my waist and see to it that you suffer the rest of your existence trapped as my padding." "Well... why me?" "Darling, I know the names of every person within my domain - you were at the top of my list. You look so unassuming that I never would have otherwise thought, but this will give you the opportunity to indulge yourself in a way you never previously could. Now... do you accept?" I was flustered, yet intrigued. Frightened, yet simultaneously excited. I walked away from her and started to pace the empty room, thinking over whether or not accepting would be worth it. After several minutes passed, I finally came to a decision. "...Alright, I accept." "Consider it a deal, then." I reached out my hand, expecting a formal handshake. Rather than accept, she tackled me to the ground. Now overtop of me, she straddled my waist and I felt each, individual crinkle of her padding. The deity winked, and suddenly, the chilling white of the room faded and was overtaken by a dimming, yellowed color. With a muffled hiss, I felt a sensational warmth spread against my waist as the deity 'sealed the deal,' eventually overtaking my whole body. I felt the blues of my eyes drain away, being replaced with a newfound, yellow gaze. My tailbone elongated, becoming a full-fledged, spear-headed tail, as wings sprouted from my back. "Those newfound features, aside from the eyes, will only appear in this realm, I can assure you. The wishing device, however, will be visible to all that witness it, though only you have the power to wish while wearing it. Furthermore, you must be wearing it to make a wish in the first place. Understand? Now, go forth and enjoy yourself!" The deity waved her hand, causing my vision of the room to fade and me to finally awaken. My alarm clock rang, signifying that it was 7:30. Groggily exiting my bed, I walked across the room to turn off its persistent blaring. "Ugh. What a... weird dream. My subconscious must be trying to tell me something. It just felt so real." I finally looked into the mirror hanging on my wall, and staring back at me were eyes which I didn't recognize. "Ho-ho-hoooly shit, wait!" I looked down, noticing a peculiar article of clothing surrounding my waist: a pearlescent, pristine pull-up! I ran my fingers along it, causing it to crinkle under the pressure. Its quality was almost, well, it was otherworldly. "This must be... This can't be... I. I wish that my bladder would suddenly be full to bursting in thirty seconds, and that I was physically incapable of relieving myself." My eyes glowed faintly, and I began to watch the clock: five seconds, ten seconds, twenty seconds and finally - agony! Suddenly, I felt my bladder swell like an overblown balloon, and my desperation was unparalleled. It felt as if I was constantly on the verge of letting go, but couldn't no matter how hard I tried. I pressed my hand into my bladder, expecting some form of dribble, and was met with a familiar sense of pressure and pain - without the familiar, faint dribble. It was as excruciating as it was arousing. "I - I wi - ohh my god - wish that I could relieve myself, but that the capacity of my bladder was limitless." Like a bursting, summer dam, my innate floodgates had crumbled, causing all of it to rush out at once. I was hot and bothered, and the overwhelming warmth emanating from my crotch wasn't helping anything. Now, I've peed for a long time before, but this was otherworldly - multiple, multiple uninterrupted minutes of peeing passed as my diaper swelled, and swelled, and swelled, never reaching a leaking point. "I wish that I - I - stopped peeing!" Abruptly, I stream faded and I was left with my thoughts alone.

---- Part three! Check out this story on Wattpad! And follow me there if you like it! https://www.wattpad.com/933324916-diapered-trips-road-trip-part-3 (Warning - This chapter is a continuation, but this chapter is pretty light on the omutsu side of things. This definitely leans more into the omorashi side of things. If that turns you away, the next part will be be back into full swing with omutsu. This chapter does not involve messing. It also gets smutty at a certain point.) ---- And so they were back on the road. Esther was in a diaper, and Eve and Portia were both in leggings. It was now about three in the afternoon, and all of them were excited to continue their trip, and so far the trip has been a complete success. "The traffic is terrible. Try not to have an accident, you two. It'll be a while before we can change." Esther commented as she continued to focus on driving. She was right. The traffic was overwhelming, and the car was barely moving through it. At this rate, it'd be hours before any of them would even be able to make it to a rest stop again. This was bad news for Portia and Eve, who were both in leggings. They're much less absorbent than any padded protection would be. And to top it all off, they were forbidden from using the potties. "We won't. ...Or, well, I won't. Eve has shown is that she's not the greatest at holding herself." Portia teased, admiring both Eve and Louisiana's lush scenery. "You don't need to worry about me. The worst I could do is wet myself, unlike you, Portia. It would be a shame if you messed yourself now, with no protection whatsoever. Having to sit in it for hours without being able to change would be terrible." Eve responded, teasing in a somewhat snarky way. And so the trip continued, and traffic did too, but barely. An hour passed, and Eve was already fidgeting in her seat. Since she couldn't use the potties, and knew that there was at least another two hours before a rest stop, things looked bleak. Five minutes or so later, Esther let a trickle of urine out into her diaper. Then, with a more powerful hiss, the front of her diaper started to expand and become wet as the urine soaked its way into her diaper. "Did you both hear that hissing? It must make you both really, REALLY desperate." The distinct warmth that she knew so well both comforted and aroused her. She felt satisfaction in knowing that she'd be able to use the restroom at any time when the others would have to hold it until they couldn't hold it any longer. Portia shuddered as she fidgeted. Eve was fidgeting, too. They both blushed and looked at each other in a knowing way. They knew that they wouldn't be able to hold on much longer, and the fact that they couldn't access the potties in the back worried them. They'd have to fidget for as long as possible with a hand jammed between their legs just so that they wouldn't burst. Portia was in a slightly better position than Eve when it came to holding. She was less close to losing it. "How much longer do you think it'll be?" Eve blushed as she squirmed. All she could do was look out the window and talk to try to take her mind off of it. "Traffic's still barely moving. It'll probably be two hours before another rest stop, at least." Esther replied, her diaper wet and eyes locked onto the road. "..." Eve blushed thinking about the inevitable. But she stopped herself and looked out the car's window. Ten minutes passed, and they were closer to losing it. But they still persevered, as holding felt good. Really good. The traffic was starting to pick up a bit, but not by much. While it wouldn't be two hours, it would at least be another hour. All they could do was wait and hope for the best. Another ten minutes passed. Eve was squirming until Portia's hand moved to her crotch. She started to tease Eve with her finger, slowly rubbing Eve's crotch in a slow, circular motion. Eve moaned. She was still really desperate, and this wasn't helping at all. "Why don't you just let go? You won't be able to hold it much longer anyway." Portia teased while still rubbing Eve. "I...I can't. Not yet." Eve returned through a moan, clearly enjoying Portia's touches. The full bladder only added to her enjoyment. "Why not? In fact, I can help you, if you'd like." Portia's other hand moved to Eve's bladder and started to gently press on it. "If I just pressed a little harder, you would lose it, wouldn't you?" "No... I can hold it!" Eve could barely speak, having to mumble a few words through moans, stimulated by the feeling of Portia's hands on her body. "Really? You can?" Portia's hand started to press harder, making Eve squirm even more than before. Portia felt a small spurt of pee on her other hand after pressing down more. "Judging by the new wetness on my hand, I don't think so. Are you sure? I can stop pressing if you want me to." Portia teased. "I-I'm sure." She said through another moan, knowing full well that if Portia kept pressing, she'd lose it entirely. "If you say so." Suddenly, Portia pressed down really hard, making Eve moan as another trickle of urine was forced out of her and onto Portia's hand. Portia took pressure off of the hand that was pressing on Eve's bladder and smugly smirked at Eve. "You're so sure, but you keep leaking. It's kind of cute how stubborn you are." Portia teased, her fingers still moving rhythmically in a circle as her other hand was still pressing slightly on her bladder. "I-" As Eve began to reply, Portia unbuckled her seatbelt and crawled on top of Eve. "What are you doing?" Eve blushed. "I just don't see how you'll hold on when I..." A yellow patch formed on the front of her leggings, dripping down onto both her and Eve's legs. As she did so, she slipped her hand into Portia's pants and began to tease her directly as her pee also made contact with her. This was it for Eve. She lost it as soon as she felt Portia's stream make contact with her crotch. A warm, yellow streak formed between the two of them as their streams crossed, making both of them moan in a warm, yellow delight. Eve couldn't help but start to kiss and tease Portia, herself. And after a few minutes of teasing each other, with a moan, they climaxed in sync, both in wet leggings, making them even wetter... "That was... Amazing." Eve blushed as she kissed Portia. "I know. But now, we'll have to wait in our wet leggings until traffic clears up... I guess that's punishment enough." Portia laughed. Esther, driving, laughed as well. They knew that, even though their day was close to being over, the rest of it would still feel amazing. (To be continued.)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Part two! (Warning - This chapter gets smutty and involves messing.) Be sure to check my Wattpad out, too. https://www.wattpad.com/924374053 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After a few more minutes of driving, they arrived at the rest stop. All of them were damp from wetting themselves earlier and needed changes. Luckily, they all were there for each other and helped each other change. And after changing, Eve now was wearing a diaper (and would now be the driver). Portia and Esther were both now only in leggings and panties. They also both drank a bottle of water as soon as Eve put their pants on for them. "Eve, we've decided on a proper punishment for you." Esther teased, running her finger along the front of Eve's diaper. "Okay." Eve shuddered as Esther's fingers rubbed against the front of her diaper, making it wet already, but not with pee. "Luckily, you can stay in the diaper that we just put on you. But unluckily for you, you'll have to go in there and use it." Esther started to rub the front of Eve's diaper more intensely, making her moan before suddenly stopping. "Okay... How?" Eve was barely able to speak, and was breathless from Esther's teasing touches. "Well, you'll go into their café, and wait in line to order. This short, pink skirt should make sure that your diaper's visible to eeeveryone there. When waiting in the line, you'll squirm and squirm and be as desperate as can be before very obviously losing control. You'll then have to order in your messy diaper, pretending like nothing happened at all." Portia chimed as she helped Eve put on the skirt. It barely covered anything, and its pink color really brought out the white of her diaper. But she knew that that white wouldn't be white for much longer, and the thought both frightened and aroused her. "Okay..." The diaper hugged Eve's butt and, if she were wearing something over it, would make it look even bigger than it already looks. It was so thick that Eve would no doubt have trouble walking into the rest stop's café, and would have to slightly waddle, only drawing even more attention to her already obvious, cute, diapered butt. So she started to head into the café, slightly waddling as she did so. People there glanced at her diaper and were stifling laughs—it started to become obvious to Eve how short her skirt truly was, and her face turned more and more scarlet with each waddle towards the café. Portia parked conveniently far away from the café, making the long walk she had to take even longer than it had to be... Not to mention the long walk she'd have to take back in a wet, messy diaper. After another minute, she finally reached the doors of the café. Portia and Esther were already seated at a table, and were about to watch everything unfold. Eve saw them as she entered, but pretended not to notice them and stood in line. Four people stood in front of her in the line, and she'd made up her mind that as soon as she was the second, she'd lose control and flood her diaper. So the first person ordered, and then they were gone. She was squirming from the pressure of her bladder and the excitement of what she was about to do. It was apparent to anyone and everyone that this adult girl in a pink, short skirt, clearly wearing a diaper was desperate to relieve herself, but no one could quite know the extent at which she needed to. The people in the café, like the people outside, were stifling their laughter at the sight of Eve. Her cheeks grew hot and even redder than before as she was squirming in the café, knowing that after the person who's ordering was gone, she'd be second, and she'd have to publicly lose control. They ordered, payed, got their coffee and left, snickering at the glance they caught of Eve. And with that, Eve was the second person in line. Six others were in line behind her and had been steadily entering since she did, and with that, she the reality of the situation made her cheeks flush. But she had no time to think, and all in the blink of an eye, she stopped squirming and was clutching her diaper in sheer desperation. She started softly moaning as pee started to gush out of her and be absorbed into her thick diaper, which, upon lifting up her short skirt as she started to pee, was on full display for everyone there. The stream of pee made her so aroused that she lost control of her bowels completely. A small fart could be heard before, suddenly, the seat of her diaper started to expand and turn from a yellow to a distinct brown. A firm log of poop started to leave her butt. She pushed and pushed, forcing it into her diaper. She had to stop for a second to compose herself, then, with another push, slid the log fully into her diaper, and it pressed against her butt. There was now a brown lump in the back of her diaper, and it was extremely obvious to everyone what just happened. The people behind her were either in shock or were failing to hide their laughter, but after the smell reached them, they weren't laughing any longer. Eve pretended to be oblivious, and once the person in front of her was finished ordering, she began to order. The clerk, trying to be kind, didn't say anything about the smell or her situation, and after a minute, she got her coffee and left, waddling as the mess inside of her rubbed up against her and started to spread. It started by being only pressed against and between her butt, but with each waddle it spread further toward her front and sides. Eve noticed it was increasingly difficult to walk, and the sagging discoloration of the stool of her diaper attracted even more attention than when she went in, originally. Stifled laughter and obvious gestures of "what's that horrible smell?" made Eve blush even harder than before, especially when combined with the sticky, wet warmth that had now spread around her crotch. She was both embarrassed and aroused at the situation, and eagerly waddled back to the car, hoping that the mess would spread to every inch of her crotch. Esther and Portia weren't there when she got to the car, but she expected that after leaving the coffee shop without them. She crawled into the car, sat down, then remembered the bliss of sitting down in thick, messy diaper. The mess that had already spread from her waddling to the car squished against the seat and spread even further out. She was so pleasured that she started to gyrate her hips, spreading the mess against her even more. Gyrating turned to grinding, and soon after that she was humping the seat in her messy diaper, thrusting her hips back and forth, the warm mess pressed against all of her most personal areas. She threw her top and bra off, then took her pitiful, pink skirt off. She slipped a hand into her diaper and began to rub her clit, which was wet from both her wetting and messing herself and from her growing arousal. Thrust after thrust after thrust, the warm, sticky mess rubbing against her, she knew that she was going to climax if she didn't stop herself. And, wanting to share that pleasure with her friends, she shook herself out of it. She now was sitting with her cheeks red and hot, her crotch wet, and was completely out of breath. She looked down at her diaper in awe, admiring its new colors and the warmth that she was feeling. A few more minutes passed, and Portia and Esther returned to the car. "We saw everything! Maybe that'll teach you for wetting your pull-up when it was clearly against the rules." Esther teased, crawling into the back seat of the car. "Well, at least the punishment's over, now. ...Thankfully." Eve replied, shyly, still relishing in the feeling of having a messy diaper and having been grinding against the seat. "Right. And for completing your punishment, it's time for a reward." Portia said, eyeing Eve's messy diaper as she crawled in. "Reward?" Eve's face reddened. "Yes, reward. Your diaper's probably starting to feel cold, isn't it? Well, we're going to help you with that." Esther laughed as she started to caress one of Eve's breasts. "W-what? What do you mean?" Eve's face was now scarlet from their teasing. "Hold open the front of your diaper, okay Eve?" Portia commanded, seductively. "Okay?" Eve replied, doing so without much thought at all. She was too aroused to think. Portia pulled her leggings down, giving Eve a clear view of her most intimate area. Eve shuddered at the sight of it and the thought of what she knew was about to happen. But what she wasn't expecting was Esther's hand being thrust into her diaper as she held it open. Eve moaned from the surprise as Esther started teasing Eve with her hand. Esther's tender caress caused her to moan, and with each movement of her fingers, her moans grew louder and louder. And then, suddenly, she started to feel a warmth hit her crotch and Esther's hand. Portia started to pee into Eve's diaper as Esther's hand continued to stimulate her. The feeling was nearly orgasmic. Eve started grinding against the seat again as Esther started to rub faster, faster, and faster, making her moan louder, louder, and louder as Portia was still peeing into her diaper. This continued until Eve, through a torrent of moans and pee, shouted "Oh! OH! OH! OHHH! FUCK!", climaxing in her diaper, finishing on Esther's hand just as Portia stopped peeing, quivering as she mixed her wetness with the feeling of a messy diaper. "You liked that, didn't you?" Portia teased as she pulled her leggings back up. "Yes..." Eve replied, out of breath, still quivering from climaxing earlier. "Good. The day isn't even half over!" Esther said, starting to change Eve out of her messy diaper. "We'll be back on the roads of Baton Rouge as soon as one of us chooses to drive, since at this point, none of us would be wearing a diaper. You know, I think I will, to save you guys the trouble." Esther said, and after a few minutes, she cleaned and put Eve into the pair of leggings she was wearing. Eve, then helped her into a diaper. And with that, they were back on the road... (To be continued.)

Same! That's why when I read the premise of the story it was based on, I went: "if only this were written with a bit more detail; so many things are just glossed over and I think there's a lot of wasted potential in it, especially with the rules they established" and then decided to write my own story with the same (for the most part) rules.

You know, I never really thought about that. Thank you for the tip! I think I'll establish it in the next part since I don't want to go back and retcon an earlier part.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Note: This story's premise was based on another story (https://www.wattpad.com/668157925-poop-stories-diapered-road-trip-game). I thought the concept would be fun to write about, so I adapted it into my own story. That said, if you like the concept, consider checking their story out, though it won't be as descriptive as the one you're about to read.) Though part one does not contain messing, it does contain wetting and can get smutty at times. Another note! You can find this story on Wattpad! Please consider supporting me there if you enjoyed it, especially since this is only part one. Here's the link to it: https://www.wattpad.com/924374053-diapered-trips-road-trip-part-one Now, let's begin! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The rules: - Whoever is driving must be wearing a diaper - The players who aren't driving can choose between wearing diapers and wearing pull-ups - Players in pull-ups must not wet or mess themselves, and can use the plastic potties in the back when they are about to. If they don't make it to the plastic potties, the other players must decide on a punishment. After a player wears a pull-up, they must wear diapers. - Players in diapers must wet and mess themselves as much as possible (until their diaper begins to leak) but afterwards must wear only panties and leggings and must drink a bottle of water every fifteen minutes, as well as take a laxative immediately after being changed from a diaper - Players in panties and leggings must not wet or mess themselves, and are not granted access to the plastic potties found in the trunk. If they wet or mess themselves, the other players must wet and mess whatever they're wearing on the player in panties and leggings (and not see consequences), and then a punishment must be decided for them - Only the driver can choose to stop, and they can only stop upon having a leaky diaper. - Players cannot change themselves The players: Portia Eve Esther An introduction to Eve: Eve looked down at the notification on her phone screen, thinking back to the hassle of cancelling work to have a 'special' day with her friends and what a pleasure it would be. "This Saturday's going to be a lot different than most." She pressed the phone to her chest, then set it down and started packing a bag to be filled with diapers, pull-ups, and a few pairs of leggings and panties. "Looking forward to today! I've been looking forward to getting close and personal with my besties." Eve messaged to a group chat with the others, preparing to walk to Portia's house. As she was putting on her shoes, she looked down at the bag she'd packed, blushed, and hurriedly took off. On her walk there, she was already starting to feel pressure from her bladder, since Portia suggested they all drink two glasses of water in advance to make things more interesting. She had a feeling that she'd start the game with a pull-up to make things even harder on herself. She liked the feeling of being desperate. She has for as long as she can remember. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that she grew up in a household with several sisters who were always taking their time in the restroom? There was something she liked even more than being desperate, and that was losing control. With someone always being in the restroom when she needed to use it, combined with her weak bladder, she's lost control several times...Only one of those times was on accident, since she, oddly enough, liked the warm, taboo feeling of doing something so shunned by others behind closed doors. A few difficult, desperate minutes passed and she arrived at Portia's... An introduction to Esther: Esther lived only a few houses away from Portia. They'd been friends since they were wee children, since their mothers were quite close. Esther had always been fascinated with people wetting themselves ever since she saw a video of a woman wetting herself on a "funniest videos" clip show. And behind closed doors, she acted on that curiosity. From browsing video after video on the internet to wetting her panties over a toilet, she did it all. Curiosity turned to passion through time. Little did she know that she was to eventually share that passion with Portia and Eve. Her phone lit up as she was preparing to leave. "Looking forward to today! I've been looking forward to getting close and personal with my besties." Esther grinned and grabbed the cooler she'd filled with various drinks a few minutes ago ago. "I've been excited for this for a while, too. ;)" She typed as she threw on her coat and headed out the door, advancing towards Portia's house. It was a much shorter walk than Eve's, so it only took a few minutes. As she was walking, she was thinking about how gorgeous her friends are, so much so that her cheeks were hot despite the cold weather. Like Eve, she was also desperate on her walk there, but she looked forward to the thought of wetting herself, and unlike Eve, was going to opt for a diaper. The thought of doing something so taboo with her closest friends both aroused her and made her incredibly happy. "To think, I'm friends with the most gorgeous people I know, they're both into women, and they all enjoy this as much as I do... I'm so lucky to have them." She thought to herself, just as she was arriving at Portia's house. An introduction to Portia: "I wet the bed again!?" Portia jumped back, feeling the dampness against her crotch. "Oh, I'm wearing pull-ups. GOOD. I saved myself a hassle. I like wetting while I'm awake a lot more than wetting when I'm asleep. I get to feel the warmth spread to all the right places when I'm awake... It's so good." She jumped out of bed, changed out of the cold, damp pull-up she slept in, and texted the others, reminding them to show up at her house soon for the trip, and to drink plenty of water beforehand. She also made sure that the others had been holding onto their messes, to make sure that it wouldn't just be wetting. She'd been preparing for the trip for days, holding herself so that when the trip came, she'd be able to have the biggest mess of all of them. And after multiple days of holding her mess inside of her, it seems like that will be the case. She had to plan her week very carefully, since, after day three, any super physical activity would have probably made her burst. Luckily, she was able to spend a few days just lounging around, preparing a route for the trip. Portia has been into wetting and messing her diapers since she was a child, feigning incontinence at a very young age so that her parents would keep buying her diapers. And that's because she's always liked the feeling of it. Now, it gives her a sexual thrill, especially when someone else is around, participating. That's why she planned the road trip. To see and hear the others participating, it gives her a thrill like no other, and a road trip was a convenient way to organise that. A few minutes passed and Esther arrived. Portia embraced her with a firm hug, then told her to come inside to "prepare" for the trip. Portia stayed outside for a few more minutes until Eve arrived, then hugged and directed Eve inside as well, telling her the same thing that she told Esther. Portia followed her in. Preparations "You both know the rules and you've both been holding, so what are you going to pick?" Portia motioned to the bag of diapers and pull-ups that Eve brought with her. "Umm... I'm going to choose the pull-up. I'm already pretty desperate, so I want to push myself even further." Eve said, pulling a pull-up out of her bag and gazing at it. "I'll pick the diaper." Esther said, starting to undress Eve, pulling her skirt down to reveal a nice, pink pair of panties. Panties that will not stay on much longer. Esther continued to undress Eve, at one point teasing her by making her wet in a different way, using her fingers to pleasure her briefly. Esther then slipped a pull-up onto Eve, which make her butt look even bigger than it was. Eve blushed, then returned the favor, pulling down Esther's yoga pants. Surprisingly, Esther was already wearing a damp pull-up. Eve blushed at the sight of it, but continued on. "I woke up and was too bothered to change out of it. I knew one of you would have to do it for me. It's more fun this way, hehe." She said, making Eve blush even more. Eve pulled down Esther's wet pull-up, and promptly replaced it with a diaper, then did the same to Portia. All of them were completely naked apart from their diapers/pull-ups and their bras. They proceeded to walk to Portia's garage and all boarded into her car. With that, the road trip began. (Portia was driving, Esther was in the front passenger seat, and Eve was in the back. There is an open trunk that they have to crawl over the seats to get to.) The first ten minutes were calm. The players were chatting on about their lives and what was going on in them, each of them discussing their diapered experiences throughout the past couple of weeks, and what fun things they'd done to prepare for the game they'd planned. The pressure to go was building up in everyone, but no one needed to go quite yet. Another ten minutes pass, and a distinct hissing is heard from the front of Esther's diaper. She was peeing. The pee's warmth spreading throughout the diaper, hugging her crotch in the way that only pee can. Her diaper, once white, was turning yellow as she peed. The hissing noise alone drove Eve even closer to peeing herself, and she instinctively shoved her hands in front of her pull-up to prevent any leakage and hold on for as long as possible. She was squirming in her seat, knowing that she'd lose it soon. Portia was still dry. Five minutes pass. "Hey Estie, let me take your hand." Portia said. Esther was curious, but obliged. Portia, while driving with one hand, used the other to take Esther's hand and press it against her diaper with an open palm. Nothing happened at first, but after a few seconds, the same hissing sound that Esther made was being made by Portia. Portia moaned as warm pee began to flood her diaper. Esther felt the warmth spread against her hand and heard Portia's moans, and became very aroused. Esther started rubbing her through her diaper, and Portia, in response, then started grinding against Esther's hand. Her hot, wet diaper thrusting back and forth was making Esther even more aroused than she already was, but she couldn't act on it since Portia was driving. Eve, hearing Portia go, was pushed over the edge, and started scrambling to the trunk to make it to one of the potties. But she couldn't unbuckle her seatbelt, no matter what she tried. After a minute or so of desperately fumbling, trying to unbuckle her seatbelt, she completely lost control, and pee started to flood her pull-up, turning it from a pretty purple to a pretty yellow as the distinct hiss of pee hitting padding could be heard. With a not-so-subtle moan, the others realised that she'd wet herself, and they started to think of a punishment for her. "Evie wet herself, huh? You couldn't even make it to one of the potties in the back?" Esther teased, eyeing Eve up and down. "Yes... but only because the seatbelt was stuck! I couldn't unbuckle it in time and burst." Eve blushed, looking down at her damp pull-up. "Well, Portia and I will be sure to think of a proper punishment for you. In the meantime, you can sit there in your damp pull-up and think about what you did. And don't you dare touch yourself until one of us changes you, okay?" "Okay..." Eve pulled out her phone and started to play a game to pass the time, trying to push arousing thoughts out of her mind. She's been drinking water the whole time, and decided to grab yet another drink from the cooler to pass the time with. Another half of an hour passed, and Portia was once again peeing in her diaper, softly moaning as she did so. The arousing feeling of peeing made her start to grind against the seat, which was a poor choice, since that caused some of the pee to leak out of her diaper and onto the seat. Which meant that the next rest stop would be where they would change, and lucky for them, there was a rest stop only five minutes from where they were on the road... (To be continued.)

You can call me Portia. I'm happy to have found a community of people that share my love of omorashi. It'll be nice having people to talk to about it, since it's something I can't discuss with anyone I know. That said, I'm a writer, and I look forward to sharing my stories here with you all! 😁 I also have a Wattpad that I post my stories to that you should check out if you want to support me and my writing! https://www.wattpad.com/user/portiapee63