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  1. A Dice Game Story Please be warned. Male desperation story ahead. And not only pee desperation. And also not only desperation. 25.03.2022 Thought Okay, so it wasn’t exactly today that I had this idea for the first time. This actually goes back almost two years when I read a certain suggestion for the Kozmo-Lotto VI for the first time. But I never made any specific plans and I was never really sure if I wanted to make a write-up about it or even have a go at it at all. I still am not, so the next addition to this text might be in the far future or never come at all. But let’s get to the point. I like watching omorashi stuff and especially reading stories about holding, desperation, wetting, messing and the pleasure that might come with it. But when it comes to myself, you can count the times I indulged on one hand (except maybe doing little holds). Very few but very fun experiences. And, naturally, I from time to time fantasize about getting a little adventurous and adding to that number (insert rooky-numbers-meme here :D). So basically, this will be the blueprint of what could become my next omo-experience. The format of a challenge seems quite intriguing because I assume it will be a lot easier for me to commit and stick to the plan that way. Plus stuff like that tickles my competitive side. Plus, what ever happens in that moment, you can always say “Well, it’s part of the game.” or “It’s the rules.” which takes some of the responsibility of of yourself if that makes any sense. The contribution which so heavily inspired my fantasy was written by blUeMana and can be found here: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/49285-kozmolotto-vi-return-of-the-lotto/#comment-1614963 I suggest you have a quick read for context. It’s funny how the two matters are connected here and yet are to be kept seperate in the end should it come to that point. Plan I will not completely stay true to the rule set of the original post and will adjust the following points: Clothing: … well, I’ll just find pants, t-shirt and underwear which can potentially be sacrificed. Rule for hitting a ‘2’ with a dice roll: I don’t know about you but I guess if I am at a 9/10, relaxing would immediately end the challenge. Or at least its holding part. And I am not sure how I feel about this. Quick maths: How are the chances? You can only roll a ‘2’ with two D6s by a combination of ‘1’ and ‘1’. So the probability of rolling a ‘2’ is P(2) = P(1) * P(1) = 1/6 * 1/6 = 1/36. Consequently, the probability of not rolling a ‘2’ but anything else is 1 – 1/36 = 35/36 if I am correct here. With the given rules I will have to roll the dices every 30 seconds for 20 minutes which gives a total of 40 dice rolls (at max., see doubles-rule). So, the chance that my holding efforts are not abruptly ended by a ‘2’ at any point during the dice-phase are 35/36 to the power of 40. (35/36)40 = 0.324 = 32.4 %. Mmhhhhmhh, yeah. That rule has to go :P. Let’s replace it with the ever most original: Drink a glas of water (150 mL). As I might lose a few seconds here and there for documentation purposes, I am also contemplating to stay in the dice game part of the challenge not until 20 minutes have passed but until the dices were rolled 40 times. This way, rolling doubles (e.g. 2+2, 3+3, 4+4 etc.) has a much higher effect and would prolong the dice game part to somewhere between 20 and 40 minutes. This one might come back to bite me but let’s see. And the rest stays as it is, I’d say. All set. Once a good and safe opportunity arises, I will continue here. 21.05.2022 Preparation I got some time for myself and also privacy. This has been on my mind the past days and to be honest I don’t have any excuse to not give it a go today. Right now, I am just drinking water and having some food. I could have easily gone for #2 in the morning and it is 3 pm now. Eventhough this is a really good opportunity for this kind of fun and I have been horny as hell for the past week or so, I am still worried that I might quit before reaching a nine out of ten. Am I really in the mood to go into this challenge? Another question: What is the expected outcome? Well, if you go in at a 9/10 I think this challenge is not winable. But on the other hand, the preferred outcome might also not be ‘win’, but giving a good fight and earning a pleasurable moment. Also, who cares?! LOL. I did not really prepare in any special way to be honest. I did not eat or drink anything special, just came back from sports and rehydrated. Gotta be pacient. I am already wearing the outfit of choice, blue boxer briefs under blue jeans, basic socks, long sleve t-shirt. Let’s see what happens. Challenge Not even 45 mins after writing that ‘preparations’ part above I was having trouble holding my pee. In my fantasy the need to poop had been the dominant one but in reality no, my bladder was causing way bigger problems all of a sudden. I hectically realized that I had to start with the challenge now if I wanted to have a chance at all. Was there any use in starting at all or would it be a lost cause from the start? And hell, was I unprepared. Where was a suitable place at all? The bathroom, my room, elsewhere? What about cleaning up and possibly smell? No time, no time, I just raced to get some D6s and some towels and started in my room with my laptop infront of me to have a stop watch and the rules aka which role means which actions. For one last time I opened my water bottle and downed a good half a liter. Then I started rolling the dices and followed the respective orders. But only to realize after about five roles, that I needed some system to keep track of the roles a) to know how far I progressed (e.g. how many roles x/40) and b) to know what was going on in hindsight (e.g. which number was rolled and effects on me). Poor man’s excel to the rescue (LO Calc). Accordingly, the very start of the challenge is missing in the documentation but this is basically what happened: I started in a standing position. Believe me, it was stressful af to have an eye on the time, roll the dices, follow the instructions, make an entry in the table and also, most importantly, concentrate on holding holding holding. At one point very early on I even thought: This is not manageable and wanted to quit and make a dash but I stuck it out (kinda, LOL). Role Number Doubles? Action For time Comment […] A handfull of undocumented roles 1 6 Press on bladder 30 s 2 7 Standing → sitting 30 s 3 6 Press on bladder 30 s 4 9 Chose 10 obviously 30 s 5 7 Sitting → squatting 30 s 6 8 Yes Squats 60 s 7 7 Squatting → standing 30 s 8 11 Continue standing 30 s It was only the beginning of the challenge and I was restless. Stepping from foot to foot, squeezing, breathing heavy. I noticed a little spot in my crotch the size of a coin maybe. Could that be? I did not realize that I had lost a drop (probably while squatting, the jeans waistband kind of put a lot of pressure) but when I unzipped, there was no denying. Focus now! 9 5 Standing → sitting 30 s 10 10 30 s 11 7 Sitting → squatting 30 s 12 5 Squatting → standing 30 s 13 9 Chose 10 again 30 s 14 6 Yes Press on bladder 60 s Tinkle, tinkle 15 5 Yes Repeat :0 60 s God damnit! This was when I basically just pissed in my pants. There is honestly no other way to put it. Despite my efford, I was loosing long long spurts. I cleanched in waves and in between: spurt. Spurt. It was a surreal, wild feeling of helplessness. My left leg got some but the right leg got the most of it. I quickly dragged a towel under me with my foot. I went down to my socks . In that moment, I thought: My bladder must be almost empty now, that was so much (LOL, the things you tell yourself). And my mind was already at part two of the challenge: my fate was decided. 16 6 Press on bladder 30 s More? 17 8 Jumping jacks 30 s On my pissy towel... 18 6 Press on bladder 30 s What? 19 4 Yes Freeze! 30 s 20 6 Press on bladder 30 s The? 21 6 Press on bladder 30 s F*ck? 22 8 Jumping jacks 30 s 23 5 Repeat 30 s 24 3 Take (peed) pants of 30 s They are cold now anyways. 25 6 Press on bladder 30 s 26 6 Yes Press on bladder 60 s 27 8 Jumping jacks 30 s 28 9 Chose 8, more Jjs 30 s My bowels made themselves known more and more here. Letting go right there would have been the easiest thing. But this pressure decreased again. As much as I love rolling sixes and sixes (yeah.. :P) I really enjoyed the next three roles. I rubbed my nipples and got all worked up. Plus I stroked myself through my soaked boxer briefs, clearly dark with pee. 29 9 Chose 10 30 s 30 11 Continue nipple play 30 s 31 5 Even more touching 30 s 32 7 Standing → sitting 30 s 33 8 Sit ups 30 s → bladder torture 34 6 Press on bladder 30 s 35 7 Sitting → Squatting 30 s 36 6 Press on bladder 30 s 37 10 Pleasuring 30 s 38 6 Yes Press on bladder 60 s Isn’t 6 the number of the devil? 39 11 Yes Continue 60 s Jesus! Squatting now was a lot more manageable than with jeans on. Aaaand in came the next six and the next. I tried to keep everything tight but without success. Pee was dripping from my boxers while I was audibly losing a first, a second and a third spurt. 40 9 Chose 8: Squats 30 s Got to straighten the knees after some time. 41 9 Chose 3: Put jeans back on 30 s Cold! 42 8 Squats 30 s 43 7 Squatting → standing 30 s 44 6 Yes Press on bladder 60 s 45 6 Yes Press on bladder 60 s Flood The goal was 40 dice roles but I was not exactly in the most mentally focused condition, so by accident I did 45. There barely were any sixes during the game so luckily I got some on the last two roles. Also double roles for good measure. This was actually perfect. I just let it happen. Despite the towel, my pee was spashing and forming a puddle, rushing out of me, warming my thighs. This was easily more pee than all the previous spurts combined. I was smiling throughout. How bad can you missjudge what drinking a lot in a short amount of time can do to you and how bad can you underestimate some dice game challenge? Well… Oh dear, off to part 2 of the challenge. This went different than expected in the beginning. I was sitting on the toilet with my peed jeans on and everything and my bowels did not give me any trouble at all. And with the heat of the moment fading away more and more, I realized I could be sitting here for another hour if there is no sudden shift or something like that. And I just decided that this was something for another day. 26.05.2022 Afterthought I am sorry that this de-escalated so hard here. For people who don’t have a thing for messing maybe this is a good thing LOL. I was not sure if I should post, or try another time where I get a better 9/10 starting ground and do a new write-up. But looking at it now, for me it was a fun experience. So here we go. *clicks 'Submit Topic'*
  2. I can appreciate everything about this story. Brilliant first post! I'm looking forward to more stories
  3. ifeelgood

    Munio 2021

    Dear Munio, I discovered your website about a decade ago and since then check it out on a regular basis. I enjoy your art very much and get excited for every new addition. Thank you for doing what you're doing!
  4. Be a dear and accept my gratitude for your writings. ^^
  5. "and if I had some dribbles on the way home....who cares." Task failed successfully. You got a little spot there, I... thought I'd let you know. Hehehe ;) Thanks for taking us with you on this wild ride!
  6. I understand your point and I respect your point. But man, this clip has so much going for it. She is cute and seems super genuine. She talks, she smiles and (from what I can tell) enjoys her first-time-experience. It being a first-time alone makes it somewhat special. Don't know but I kinda have a thing for it :). Also, you could argue that she is at least a little bit into omorashi as there are some repeats/follow-up clips (which are superb as well). When the content creator enjoys herself and likes what she does it translates a lot and makes it so much hotter for me. And well, she also pees a lot That being said: Thank you for posting, aytch!
  7. I wanted to comment on this for so long! The concept is quite intriguing so here is my go at it. It is not really a story but rather a little scenario with no prelude whatsoever. Hence the title This is the final stage. You and your S.O. are sitting in the bathtub facing each other. You can feel its cold surface through your shirt while your pulsating bladder is sending hot waves through your body. Down your legs, up your spine. Rushing over your face and your sensitive bits. And you know this won’t go well for long. Your partner – knowing you and how aroused you are right now – begins to grasp at your feet, your sole especially, trying to cause a distraction. Desperate attempts from an opponent who is at least as worked up as yourself. You try to evade those fast hands panting but with little success. There is a foot stroking up and down the inside of your left thigh. Then the right. And it becomes way to much to deal with, so go on the offensive yourself. All fair game. Half a minute later those activities come to a halt as the two of you have to focus on the real issue, that merciless and imperative need. Just to be initiated again another half a minute later but with a tad less intensity. You are at this just perfect state. Sharing these intense and special situations with your partner is a thing you loved since your first holding contest together. No need to force and rush things. The teasing goes on until suddenly your partner’s legs start to shiver, then violently tense up but only for a split second accompanied by an “huungh” from the other end of the bathtub. This can only mean one thing. You are all too familiar with this bodily response as you could witness it many times before. Victory is yours. But judging by the expression on your partner’s face, defeat is embraced in a way far beyond what you feel for your well-deserved win. You look into those deep eyes to truly share this moment. This moment of joy and intimacy while your partner’s sweatpants gets soaked more and more and the pee puddle expands. A small trickle is on its way to you, glistening fabric at its origin. It is like it is pointing to you, daring you. There is now a second desire, even stronger than the other one, to be close to your partner. To feel your partner. And you cannot resist and carefully maneuver over to the other side. Then finally, half sitting half laying on your truelove, kissing, you allow yourself to relax as well.
  8. I just wanted to say I like how much trust there is between you and your partner. Thumbs up
  9. PrincessPeeach purposely peed pretty pink pants, pretty pink pants purposely peed in by PrincessPeeach. They say, if you manage to read the poem out loudly five times really fast without slipping up, this might become reality again one day. Right?
  10. Was she really going to do this? Mia was standing in front of a rack full of incontinence products. Better safe than sorry, right? She grabbed the next best sample of adult diapers she figured would fit her properly and would do the job if things would go from bad to worse. She avoided eye contact with the cashier as good as she could, wished her a good day, rushed the hell out of the store and was on her way. When she had parked her car at the parking lot of PokéPalace where she sometimes would work weekend shifts for her second job, she called home. It took some time before her husband Dan picked up the phone. "Uhh… Hello?" He sounded sleepy and his voice was rough. Mia figured he had gone straight back to bed after they had had breakfast together and she had left to drop their daughters Ann and Gaby off at the grandparents where they would spend the weekend. She did not blame him. With two kids in the house, seven and nine years old, it was often not easy to find rest. "Baby, are you awake?", she giggled. "I just dropped the kids off. That's the good news. But unfortunately, I have got some bad news, too." "Who is this?" Mia chose to just ignore that. "I got a call. I have to work. The shift will end at 2 p.m. So, I won't be home till half past two. Thought I'd let you know." "Ohh man, that sucks. And what am I gonna do till then? If I'm gonna die of boredrom that's your fault." "Awwww, poor you. I got to work but it's you who got it bad, right?", Mia teased. "Yeah, that is right. After all, it's me who is missing out on you." "Uh, that was smooth. I got to give you that. But seriously, have you had a look into the garage lately? Or the garden? I'm sure you'll find some stuff to do till I'm back.", Mia suggested. "Not. Convinced.", Dan grumbled. "Or you could finally fix the lawn mower. Ask Harry for help, I'm sure you'll get it done then." Harry was their neighbor from across the road. He was actually a pretty nice guy in his late fifties. But sometimes, just as his wife Lauren, he came across a little condescending, knew everything about everything and had an opinion on every subject one could think of. The right opinion, that is. Dan often secretly referred to them as 'elite neighbors' as they tend to be informed about and also involved in almost all happenings in their little street. "Are you kidding?" Dan hated asking for help in the first place. He sighed. "Ok then, see you after two. Have a good shift. Love you." "Love you, too, baby." Mia blow a kiss and hung up. The problem was she was not about to work her regular shift. Or any other regular shift. Just when she had sat back down in her car after leaving her parents' house, Ian who managed the staff and shifts at PokéPalace had called and asked if she could jump in from 9 a.m. to 2 p.m. for Central square 2b-shift. Now, not only was this one of the busiest shifts in one of the usually most crowded locations of the theme park, you were also required to wear a huge Pokémon mascot costume. Mia had been scheduled for this shift before but only once. This was some time ago. Thinking back to this occasion made her nervous for what was about to come. There was not much work involved, only posing for some photos, selling some helium-Pokéballoons and racing kids in a 40-yard dash. But the costume was so clunky that Mia had had a hard time getting in on and taking it off by herself. Additionally, there was so much going on that making a quick disappearance was probably not possible in the first place. It wasn't when she had worked this shift once last summer at least. Just like this time she had jumped in spontaneously and had ended up uncomfortably desperate to pee towards the end of the three hours. And today it was going to be five hours. This and her past experience caused her to take some… precautionary measures today. It was already a quarter to nine. She had to get moving. She got her backpack and got out of her car. It was still early but looking at she bright sky Mia could tell that it was going to be a warm day. She passed long queues of families waiting for the gates to open in just under 15 minutes and entered through the staff-entrance. "Hey how are you, Mia?" "Good, thank you. Have a nice day!" She only worked here every other weekend during peak season in the summer but by now she knew almost everyone. And vice versa. She met with Ian who just quickly talked her through everything as this was not her standard shift. It was all still as she remembered. "I'm sure you'll do great. And JJ should also be close by if a problem might occur and you need to ask.", Ian assured her and handed her over the keys she would need to get the costume. Then he was already gone. Just before park opening was often when he was most stressed. "Sure thing!" But it was more to herself than to Ian. She made her way to her location in the middle of the park area. Carousels and roller coaster were doing test runs, music was blasting here and there, and the smell of deep-fried food already filled the air. This was the building. She unlocked a door marked with 'Staff only.' and entered. She was late but first things first. She found a staff WC and locked the door behind her. She sat on the toilet to pee and while exhaling let out everything that wanted to come out. It was only a few dribbles but there was no way that Mia would start this on a not completely empty bladder. That was for sure. "Ok, let's do this." She dried herself and afterwards carefully pulled her lose shorts and her panties over her sneakers and stood up bottomless. Shorts and panties went on a small shelf next to the sink and Mia opened her backpack to get out her latest purchase. After a few skillful hand movements, a diapered Mia looked back at her from the mirror. "Damn. Not one of my proudest moments." She pulled her shorts over her diaper and made sure nothing was too obvious. Soon the big costume would actually help to keep things discreet. Her slightly puffier butt would be hidden, suspicious sounds would be muffled. She gathered her stuff and went to get the costume. As expected, getting dressed was a pain but five minutes later Mia squeezed herself through the door she entered the building through earlier as a big fat Pikachu. Just in time to get into her position before hordes of children and parents swarmed the place. At first Mia felt weird having a diaper between her legs and had to constantly remind herself that nobody would ever be able to tell. But as the day went on this paranoia subsided because she got more and more involved and could not pay constant attention on this unfamiliar feeling down there. Posing for pictures, handing out balloons, racing kids, pictures, more balloons, race and the time flew by. And to her relief, despite drinking some water through a long straw from time to time as the races and the temperature inside her outfit started to get to her, Mia was not bothered by her bladder too badly when she checked the large clock on top of the snack bar across the square at half past one. She could use a toilet break, sure. But she was certain that holding it for the rest of her shift, only half an hour more, would not be an issue. She was proven correct about this when not much later a big fat Dragonite squeezed its way onto the square through the 'Staff only.' door just like herself five hours ago. Mia was replaced and could end her shift. Accordingly, her next objective was to somehow get out of this costume, get out of her diaper and not let anyone find out about her predicament which was about to be defused. The hardest part about this was to get rid of the Pikachu she was still stuck inside because she could not ask for help as this involved a slight risk of being found out. But after about five minutes of wiggling and stretching she was finally free and the costume was stored away. To her luck she seemed to be alone in the building. "Ok, just two more things…" Get to the WC to take the diaper off and take a pee. But when she got her backpack out of her locker and went to enter the WC she found it occupied. So, she was denied the most secret exit and considered her other options. "Should I wait here? …No, that's kinda odd… Find another secluded WC or use the toilets for visitors? I might as well just try and make an exit as stealthy as I can and head directly home. I don't have to pee that badly yet and the diaper… aahh, this should be manageable." Mia made sure the waistband was not showing and adjusted her backpack to cover a bit more of her rear. Then she made a run for it. Three minutes later she turned in the key she got from Ian in the morning at the stuff entrance and left the theme park. "Easy-peasy!", Mia said as she took a seat in her car and started up the engine. In less than 20 minutes she would be home. She took a few deep breaths and noticed how her adrenalin-levels slowly returned to normal again. Now, without the distractions from work and with the risk of being caught wearing a diaper from another staff member gone, her bladder sent Mia a distinct signal. "Yeah, I should probably get on the road!" The traffic was flowing nicely. Mia was quite happy with how she had handled the situation over all when she turned into their drive and stopped the car. Everything had gone fine. She was now in the safety of her home. It seemed like Dan had just arrived as well as he was carrying grocery bags from the trunk of his station wagon into the house. "Ooof, I could use a shower… but first and foremost…", Mia said to herself walking up to their front door. "Hey baby!" "Hey honey, how was work?" "Good, good.", Mia replied. "Be right back, ok? I need a shower." "Yeah, sure.", it sounded from the kitchen. She got her shoes off and went up the stairs. In the master bathroom she removed her shorts and moved towards the toilet. But then… She hesitated for a bit. Mia caught a sight of herself in the mirror. She was wearing a diaper. Still. Mia thought her day over. But would she really have used it if things would have gotten dicey? Was she going to get out of it and throw away an unused diaper now? She pictured herself releasing a spurt or two while diapered. So silly. "Baby?!" He would get some serious giggles out of this. "You love me, right?", Mia shouted downstairs. "What do you mean? If you're not careful I will love the fuck out of you in a minute for asking such a question!", Dan shouted playing angry. Mia had made her way back down the stairs into the hallway. "I'm gonna pee in a diaper. Wanna watch?" The noises from the kitchen subsided as Dan stopped storing away the groceries. Surely this had caught him by surprise. He peeked into the hallway to take in the view. Mia in a t-shirt, socks and quite unmistakably a diaper waiting patiently for a reaction of her husband. "A: You are in a diaper.", he stated dryly. There was a short pause. "I'm never gonna let you live this down and B: If you purposely wet yourself, I'm never gonna let you live that down, neither." Mia was holding eye contact. She had to suppress a laugh. She knew Dan all too well. In the end he was her husband since almost 13 years and her partner since more than 19 years. From the outside there was no sign but to her it was clear that Dan was struggling to keep a straight face due to this odd situation. This was a game. "What if it was just a tiny little bit?" "Will you shut up? You're having me on!" "I was just fooling around, you know. I was curious how…" He cut her off: "I don't even know what you are talking about. I thought the days of diapers in this house have passed years ago." "Well. Wrong!" Mia raised her arms a little, wiggled her hips playfully and did a twirl. Then she put her hands on her hips and gave her one-man audience a challenging look. "I see." "Don't like it? Is it the outfit or the pose?" "I don't know about that pose but concerning the outfit: You can't go out like that." That was Dan's standard comment whenever Mia asked him for his opinion on any clothing-related matter. She had heard it a hundred times before. He always justified this by saying he needed to practice for when their daughters become teenagers. Now, this lame dad joke almost made Mia fall completely out of character and burst into laughing. She pressed her lips together. How did she not see this coming? And was there any chance for her to be the first to draw a laugh from the respective counterpart or was she already a lost cause in this game? "Well, actually your wife was out like that. Plus some shorts to be fair. Half a day with that thing on. Come on, I know you wanna laugh! Just imagine if someone would have caught me. HEADLINE: '38-year-old mom has a flash of genius and diapers herself for a day at PokéPalace' Ridiculous, isn't it?" Mia had to quickly focus on something else because looking back on the day from the safe space of her home the whole thing was just too funny. And she was certain that Dan thought so, too, as they shared the same humor. Dan was facing away for a moment. Both of them were on the verge of losing it but didn't want to give into laughing, yet. "Maybe. Maybe. But do you know what I truly find ridiculous? Your entertainer-skills. I mean come on you work at an amusement park. You promised a show, yet I see nothing. Are you gonna piss yourself now or nah?" Mia withstood his look without answering. She thought to herself: "He must think I'm bluffing. If the incoming combination of surprise and mischievousness won't get him, nothing ever will." It was her last card to play. So, she played it. Her bladder was not causing Mia any true trouble, but she was full, nevertheless. Letting go was easy. Stopping again not so much. The spurt lasted for about two seconds and made itself known with a distinct hissing noise. Dan didn't show a reaction. There was no way that he didn't hear it, too. They were standing barely two meters apart. Just to make sure but partly also to feel a little bit more of that release she just had experienced Mia let go of another spurt. She felt hotness in her groin area. The overall sensation was… something else, incomparable. This second spurt was much harder to clench down. And to her surprise Mia could feel herself blush. This really caught her off guard. "Someone's getting red.", Dan whispered. There was no taunt in his voice, maybe just the tiniest bit of teasing. Mia checked on her diaper, then faced her husband again. "Just a tiny little bit, as promised.", Mia mumbled. Again, both of them were unimaginably close to bursting into laughter. Dan had to turn away and pull himself together. He then launched the final counterattack. Acting all hysteric, he went: "My wife just peed herself. Oh god. Now she has finally lost her mind. It's all over. Completely mad. Crazy. No no no, what will I do now? File for divorce? Come on Dan, don't panic, you got this… oh no I don't. It's all over, all hope is lost! Just as her sanity. -But wait! That's the last chance: I'll consult Harry and Lauren about this, surely they will share their wisdom." And with these words he made two steps towards the front door and reached for the doorhandle while eying Mia. "What?! Noooah…" He would never expose her like that. She knew that. She trusted him. But in this moment she imagined how an unsuspecting passerby would – at second glance – witness a middle-aged women, herself, standing in her hallway in a diaper when looking towards their front porch. And it that point it was all over and she and her husband started roaring. They laughed and laughed. They laughed until it hurt but couldn't stop. Further keeping her bladder muscles clenched was to much and after a third – this time unintentional – leak Mia lost control over her bladder just like she lost her composure seconds before. "I…, I…", but she couldn't get her words across while soaking her diaper laughing. Using her hand to try to stop it was no help. And it was too little too late now anyways as she already felt a little trinkle run down the inside of her left leg. Dan was gasping for air himself so he didn't notice Mia's mishap right away. But eventually he would, Mia had no doubt, which made her laugh even more. The peeing had long stopped and her bladder was completely emptied when they finally came to themselves. "Oh good. That was good. Hell yeah." Dan was still gasping a little. " 'Hell yeah' is about right.", Mia agreed and then added: "Danny, I just fully wet myself. Like fully." Again, Mia could feel hot blood shoot in her cheeks and her face which was already red from laughing so much get a little redder. "I noticed that", Dan grinned and almost started laughing again but the noticed her look. "Can I still get a kiss?" "You can be such a dork sometimes. And I love you for that.", Dan said as he stepped towards her and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. They kissed. "Love you." "Love you, too." "And can I get another kiss, please?" Again, Mia and Dan shared a kiss. Life was good. "And… can you get me towel?" Dan took a step back and raised an eyebrow. "Uuhhm… no." "What?" Mia was puzzled. "Yeah, you know. I just thought about some awesome dad-things I still have to do in the garage. Or the garden…" He smirked and went on towards their back entrance. "You can find me wherever!" "What? But I'm soaked! You can't just leave me here like this! I thought we were in this together!" Mia couldn't help but to start laughing again. Dan was already around the corner. "Play stupid games, win stupid prizes, honey!", he shouted. "That abandonment! Betrayal!", she shouted back and laughed just to hear the backdoor fall shut. She truly loved that bastard. The End
  11. Hey! I can't even tell when my fascination with omo started, but before puberty certainly. So I'm kind of interested in this: Mind if I ask you how you discovered your fetish?
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