mikey mike

Great I loved this and can't wait to see where this is going to go. Messing isn't really my thing but as long as it doesn't become the most important part of the story I think that I can live with it lol.

Hi This is my first attempt at writing a story on this website. I loved the stories “Hermione learns about flying at P level” by Sobbi5 that was resurrected just recently, and it wasn’t until I’d read all that he’d written that I realized that the stories had been written in 2014 and that Sobbi5 appeared not to have been on the site since 2016! Some of what he’d written appears to be deleted, but if you read what’s left first by clicking on Sobbi5, hopefully my continuation will make some sort of sense. Hope you enjoy what I've written and I do have some ideas to take it further if anybody’s interested. Hermione had been looking forward to the half-term holidays since indulging in her “flying at P level” exploits. Wetting her knickers, especially her regulation navy blue ones had become a real passion helped on by Miss McGonagall’s unrivalled support and the cloaking spell she’d given Hermione to cover up the fact that her knickers were wet. Indeed she was now getting through so many pairs of her “navy blues” in a week that she’d asked her mother to send her some extra pairs! She’d yet to attend a “3 W’s” meeting, but had gone flying with Miss McGonagall and Miss Pomona one Saturday afternoon to the place where their secret meeting were held. They’d all flown at P level and on landing there had been no need for secrecy or cloaking spells and for the first time and unbidden by her teachers Hermione had felt the urge to strip to her underwear and openly enjoy free and unbridled wettings as she explored and enjoyed this special place in the warm late spring sunshine. Her teachers had left her to run free and enjoy herself; telling her how happy they were knowing that Hermione was now very much one of the 3W’s. Hermione’s mind returned to the present; her train was about half an hour from London now, and soon she’d be meeting up with her mother again. She felt excited about seeing her mother once more, but sad at the thought that her wettings were going to have to go on hold until she got back to Hogwarts; she could still wet herself and use the masking spell of course, but at some point all her wet knickers would need to be washed and she couldn’t very well hide that from her mother could she? At the station her mother gave her a kiss and a hug before telling Hermione how well she looked and they then caught a taxi back to her mother’s flat and Hermione took her suitcase through to her bedroom and laid it on her bed, leaving it there for the moment. Hermione needed to wee and was sorely tempted to do a little in her thick and absorbent navy blue knickers before heading across the hall to use the bathroom. To Hermione the feeling of pulling her knickers down to her ankles before sitting on the toilet felt like such a waste... They spent a companionable afternoon and evening together talking about life at Hogwarts and later they enjoyed a meal that her mother had prepared. It was after nine before the dishes were washed and packed away. Hermione’s mother could see that Hermione was very tired after all the travelling she’d done and suggested that Hermione had a long soak in the bath and an early night. “Put your dirty clothes in the laundry basket” she told her; “I’ll put a load of washing on in the morning.” Grateful for the chance of a long soak which she’d always enjoyed Hermione began to undress as the bath was filling and absent mindedly open the lid of the laundry basket to throw in her dirty underwear and the blouse she’d been wearing. As soon as she opened the basket something caught her eye. Tucked in one corner and beside a white towel Hermione spotted something blue... navy blue. Moving the towel out of the way and reaching in Hermione retrieved a pair of knickers; knickers just like her own, but these didn’t belong to her, they were a size or two larger and stretching them out she notice something else; something familiar to her since she’d started being “a naughty girl” in her own knickers, the crotch was wet and the seat partly wet too and Hermione noticed the slight scent of wee. Carefully she replaced those wet knickers where she’d found them and tucked the towel back in place before placing her own clothes on top and closing the lid of the basket. It must have been nearly ten before she was washed and dry again and into her pyjamas. Shouting “goodnight” to her mother and adding “I love you” she slipped gratefully into her room and then into her own bed. As tired as she was Hermione couldn’t settle; all she could think about was that pair of navy blues in the laundry basket and the fact that they were wet. Did her own mother..... No it wasn’t possible; but there again was it.... Had her own mother brought her all those pairs of regulation navy blue knickers because she had a thing about them too? With those thoughts still whirling around in her mind Hermione drifted into the blackness of sleep. Hermione woke just before seven the next morning, the flat quiet and peaceful apart from the slight traffic noise from the road seven floors below. Hermione paid a visit to the bathroom before walking into the lounge and opening the patio doors that led out onto the balcony. Resting her arms on the parapet she looked down on the world passing by below and it reminded her of the first P flight she’d taken with Miss McGonagall and the other girls from her class.... Raising her shoulders slightly Hermione moved her head from left to right to wipe the tears that had formed in her eyes onto the shoulders of her pyjama jacket. “Morning darling did you sleep well? It was her mother’s voice and lost in her own reverie Hermione hadn’t even heard her enter the room and had no idea how long she’d been standing behind her. Quickly she turned and smiled at her mother; “yes thank you mummy I slept very well; it was nice to be back in my old bed again. Hermione noticed the smile of pleasure on her mother’s face before she asked her what she’d like to do today. “I’ll put the kettle on while you thing about it” she said. As her mother went towards the kitchen she called out “would you like tea or coffee?” “Tea please mummy” she replied, but what she really wanted was her mother to start to sort out the washing so that she could (hopefully) raise the subject of those navy blue knickers.... Just as she heard the kettle coming to the boil she had an idea. She almost ran to the bathroom and picking up the laundry basket she headed back to the kitchen. “I’ve fetched the laundry basket mummy; you said you wanted to do some washing this morning, I can sort it out for you if you like.” Hermione noticed the smile of pleasure on her mother’s face as she accepted Hermione's offer. Hermione separated the washing into various piles noting as she did so that there were four pairs of her mother’s navy blue knickers on the coloureds pile plus the pair of her own from yesterday. Hermione put the load of coloureds into the washing machine first and as she did so she casually asked her mother if she enjoyed wearing those big knickers as much as she did. Her mother looked a bit nervous as she slowly replied that she did. “They’re warm and comfortable” she then paused for a few seconds before she added “and practical in all sorts of other ways.” Hermione could feel her heart beating in her chest as she started the washing machine and wondered what if anything her mother was going to add to what she’d already said. Her mother sighed; “Pick up your mug of tea Hermione and let’s go and sit in the lounge. I’ve kept things from you in the past, but now I think you’re old enough to understand.” Sitting together on the sofa there was silence for several minutes. Hermione wasn’t going to push her mother into talking; she had to decide what she wanted to say and how she was going to say it. Her mother started by saying that like Hermione she’d gone to boarding school when she was eleven. “My mother brought me those types of knickers because they formed part of the school uniform, but straight away I enjoyed the feelings of wearing them, so when I knew that you were going to boarding school I brought you those types of knickers too. I soon discovered something else about them when I first started at my new school as well; with their thick double gusset they were very absorbent”.... her mother had paused briefly at that point to take a sip of her tea and in Hermione’s opinion to gather her thoughts again. “You see the toilets at our school were very primitive to begin with and nobody really liked using them so naturally we’d hang on for as long as possible before having to go to use the toilets. It was one of the more senior girls who pointed out to us newbie’s one day that if we let ourselves dribble or even spurt in those thick knickers from time to time during the day we could put off visits to those horrible toilets for even longer. I along with several of the other girls began to enjoy the feelings of our damp and clingy knickers and even after the toilet and shower facilities were re-built and were really nice we continued to do it.” She paused, took a longer drink of her tea and said “Hermione I’m thirty eight now and still like the feelings of comfort and security that those knickers give me; if I can’t find a toilet to use I know I can take the pressure off quite a bit by making use of my knickers and nobody is aware of what I’ve been doing or have done.” Hermione burst into tears, snuggled up close to the mother and said “mummy I like wetting my navy blue knickers too.” They cuddled together on the sofa for quite some time; each lost in their own thoughts....

Posted my story her first and then realized that I'd be better deleting it from here and starting a new topic.

Agreed; this was a really great story. Is there going to be another chapter? if so I hope Hermione remembers to wear her thick navy blue knickers!

Another great chapter. thanks for all the effort you put in to writing this fantastic story

Great chapter Barry! Justice was done in the end lol.

Just found the Valerie story I was telling you about. It's on page 25

Yes I would like it if she were allowed to wet in her panties on purpose again; perhaps he mother can buy her some darker coloured pairs that don't show staining the way white cotton panties do and like her shorts, these can be washed afterwards and re-used. After all, her mother now knows that she likes to wet herself doesn't she? As for scenario's, Maybe a trip to a fair or theme park where queues for the toilets are so long that she's given permission to wet herself instead of having to waste valuable "fun time" waiting for bathroom breaks, or maybe that pair of denim shorts could act as "permission givers" for walks in the country or visits to the park or even when she's allowed to change into them and go out to play in their back yard in the evening after school when her mother can see that she's a bit stressed..... Just my thoughts anyway I'll be interested to see what you come up with. (If of course you decide to carry on writing this story) Can I also add that if you have time to look back in this fiction section at some point you'll find a series of stories entitled "Valerie" Look for the story called "dinner party" I think you might enjoy it..... Sorry there aren't any hidden contents; don't know why that box appeared.

yes I agree with Melificentfan that was a great chapter with a surprising twist.! Will she ever be given permission to wet in her ordinary panties again I wonder? Are there more chapters to come?

Yes I enjoyed it too and would love to see you continue with this story

another great chapter. A "desperate girls club" now that sounds like fun; there's some mileage in that idea for sure....

What can I say Barry? That was just great! After a long hiatus You're really back in the groove again!

Wow! Such a strong and powerful chapter Barry. I may be being stupid, but in some ways and I know this new stories are just that, new stories, but I found myself thinking as I read that chapter "Daniel and Amy as adults"......

Agree with the others Barry great story and great to have you back!

Yes I enjoyed this story too. Are there more chapters to come?