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    he/him

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  • I'm into..
    Bathroom Control
    Bedwetting
    Exhibitionism
    Humiliation
    Hypnosis
    Master / Pet
    Master / Slave
    Messing

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  1. I like your writting style, it's fast paste with none of the fluff a lot of other stories have. The first chapter though may have been a bit too fast though. A little build up to her first wetting would have been nice. I liked the idea of her spontaneously wanting to try wetting herself. It adds some nice variety to stories on here. Can't wait to see what happens next. Btw; sorry to be that guy but, you may want to proof read before you post.
  2. Wow! The suspence building is great. I assumed her condition was generic bladder holding problems, but after this chapter I'm not so sure. I'm dying to know what's going on.
  3. You're descriptions are great, althought some of the exposition (half an hour overslept) is a little clunky. Can't wait to see where you take this.
  4. Disclaimer! This story is not origional. It's based off of a story by fazelordhorn. shout out to the original creater for inspiring me to write my own version of their story. Also, this story was written in Aidungeon (Ai assisted writing) for anyone that cares. It's a hot summer day, you and Jannet are out at the tennis courts. She's practicing for the upcoming tournament with her coach and one of her club members. Jannet swings her tennis racket. Bam! The ball slams on to the court. It's about to bounce out of bounds, but her opponent is quick. The ball comes flying back at her, locked on to her face. She doges the projectile, but slams into the net. "You gotta hit the ball!" Her coach calls out. "Hey! That was aimed straight for me. I was a few inches away from a bloody nose just now!" Jannet retorts. "It was so not. You need to watch what you're doing." Her opponent says in a snide remark. "Don't take that tone with me, you little fruit bat." Jannet says stepping up to the net. You hurringly walk up to your girlfriend, "Here, you look like you could use some water." You say, putting yourself between the girls. "Thanks." Jannet grabs the water bottle, taking a large gulp before handing it back to you. "You know, maybe if you didn't cling to that boy toy so much you'd actually play well." "Excuse me?" You now stand up for your girlfriend. "Don't talk about him that way! He's got nothing to do with your bad aim." "Alright alright. That's enough from the two of you. Let's call it a day. It's been a long day of practice; I think the heat is making everyone irritated." The coach steps in, breaking up the fight. Jannet tries to argue with her coach, but you stop her. You hold her hand and the two of you walk away together. Although, she's still upset about the whole situation. "Coach Kenny is being so unfair! Why is he protecting that butthole after she nearly hit me?" Jannet pouts. "I don't know, but you're right; she was being a total butthole. You don't deserve that." You say, comforting your girlfriend. "I don't even want to play in this stupid tournament if he's gonna keep defending her." "Hey now, you don't really mean that do you? Don't let a few shitty people stop you from doing what you love. And you know what, I bet the look on snoby girl's face will be priceless when you beat her." Jannet smiles a bit, "You're right. Thanks for being there for me." The sun beats down on the two of you. Jannet looks exhausted still from practice, so you offer her some more water. She hesitates, but takes another large gulp. Her body tenses up the whole time she's drinking and you can't help but notice how fidgety she's been. The two of you stop. "You okay? You seem troubled." You ask. Jannet slowly stops drinking, "Yeah...I'll be fine." She says in a nervous tone. "You sure? We can talk about it if you need to?" "No it's... well I was just thinking. Maybe we could go back to my place." "You mean like together?!" "Well my parents aren't home right now and I thought it would be safe to...you know..." "You really mean it?" "Yeah. Today was so awful and I need something to fix it." Jannet comes a lot closer to you, leaning into your body. Her face is deep crimson. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go." You and Jannet hurry off to her house, all the while, she keeps touching herself. You're just as excited as her and equally as anxious. Your palms sweat, your heart beats fast and you can't stop yourself from getting erect. When you arrive at her house, she unlocks the door and you both step inside. Jannet leads you by the hand to her bedroom and the whole time, her cheeks are still crimson and she's breathing hard. But as soon as you enter her bedroom she changes her demeanor completely. She jams her hands into her crotch and squirms. "I'm sorry. I really need to pee first." She says in a panicked tone. "It's okay, I'll wait." You reply. "N-No! It's not okay! You don't understand!" She cries. "It's really bad. I don't think I can make it by myself." You look into her eyes and see a wild and desperate look. A wet spot has already formed on her shorts. "It's okay, in fact, I have a bit of a crazy idea if your up for it." "What...?" "Just wet yourself." "I'm not gonna do that!" "I know it sounds crazy, but trust me, you'll enjoy it." "Why do you want me to wet myself?!" "Well, it's a kink I have. I've been fantasizing about this ever since we started dating." "So you really want me to wet myself?" "There's nothing sexier you could do right now." "I...I don't know..." "You'll enjoy it, I swear." Jannet is clearly at a loss. You grab her, pulling her into a kiss. She's surprised at first, trying to back out. But as your lips press against hers, her struggle turns to passion. Her tongue enters your mouth and wrestles yours. A warm feeling touches your leg. Jannet is full on wetting herself as the two of you make out. You press your hand against her crotch. She moans in your mouth, grabbing her shirt and taking it off. You do the same, guiding her to the bed. Soon, both of you are naked on her bed. Nearly half an hour later, you and Jannet lie next to eachother, breathless. "T-that... was amazing. I've never felt anything like that before." Jannet says, a smile on her face. "Y-yeah... it was even better than I imagined." "I think you were right." "About?" "I want to wet myself again." You kiss her again and she grabs your hand, putting it between her legs. Her crummy day has been replaced with bliss, an experience neither of you will forget.
  5. Hi, first time posting here. I'm a little nervous so please be gentle. I'm working on a story using ai dungeon and I want to hear any kind of feadback or sugestions. I'm writting this story for myself but I would greatly appriciate some advice to improve my writting. You are a young teen girl that has just discovered the world of vr gaming. The immersive worlds are so life like that sometimes you forget about your own. The only thing that can pull you away is your mom and your bathroom needs, but you find your virtual life has been distracting you more and more from that second thing. While exploring the world of ictracil, a horde of goblins attack you on your way back to the main town. With a thrust of your knife, you serverly wound one of them. A few alternating lunges and blocks and spinning kick for flare, you're destroying them; but an ever annoying alert pops up in your view: "warning! bladder full." "Damn it, again?" You complain. You ignore the warning, continuing to hack and slash at the goblins. In a few minutes, you wipe them out a breath a sigh of relief. "I better go pee this stupid thing stops nagging me every 10 minutes. I haven't even been playing that long, how bad could it really be?" You say as you finish picking up the loot on the ground. "Log out!" You shout. A colorful rainbow of light fills your vision as your avatar evaporates from the game world. Your senses slowly return to you: the softness of your bed, the slightly stale air of your room, the buzzing of your computer, and ofcourse the pounding of your bladder. You quickly throw your hands to your crotch in a panic, sitting up as fast as you can as your vr headset partly falls off of your face. "No no no no, this is so bad. I've never had to pee this badly before." You wine. Your bladder throbs in pain. You don't dare get up, in fear of losing it right here. All you can think about is how badly you need to pee. Your bladder spasms, causing you to leak a little. The small dribble runs down your thigh, quickly being absorbed by your panties. Then your bladder kicks again, and again, and again. "I can't hold it any longer! Oh god! I'm going to pee myself!" You squeal. The warm trickle of urine slowly spreads across your lap as you try to hold back tears. It hurts too much to hold back any longer. You swallow your pride and stop holding back. You move your hands and instantly the flood gates open all the way. The powerful stream soaks into your light green cotton panties and continues to the mattress. You watch in shock, as well as you can with one eye barely uncovered, as it keeps going. "I... I'm really wetting the bed!" You say quietly to yourself. The endless stream slowly relieves the pressure in your bladder, which would feel much better if it wasn't so embarrassing. You also hate to admit it but the warmth around your crotch is starting to feel really nice. Gently the stream ends as your bladder is empty of all its content. You sit there for a moment, trying to process what just happened. It's almost unreal. Your butt, thighs, and everywhere else you've peed feels really good at the moment, if not a little sticky. The pounding of your heart calms down and the room is filled with silence. You take off the headset and look down at your soaked mattress. The stain isn't as bad as you thought it was, but you still can't believe what you're looking at. You turn around and examine yourself in your full length mirror. The dark patch on your pajama shorts is obvious, and turning around you see that your butt is just as soaked if not worse. You slowly reach down and touch your crotch. It's still a little warm. You blush at how pleasant it actually feels right now, you've never done anything like this before. Then a sudden knock on your door startles you. "Honey, it's getting late. You have school tomorrow." Your mom says from the other side of your door.
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