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  1. Dronz

    Simon says

    Full diaper spanking! Full diaper spanking! Full diaper spanking! Squishy, stinky, soggy, spanking!
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    Virek's Servitude

    My block has been stopped. The dam is burst and I will write more tonight.
  3. Hype hype hype
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    Virek's Servitude

    Sorry for not adding to this so far. I'm in a writing block right now.
  5. I can't wait for more, either. Skunk hype.
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    Virek's Servitude

    So the people have spoken, we're getting diaper-less messinh first due to my indecision and drive to please. -------------------------------------- Her 'master' returned with a new outfit and sent her away to wait for further punishment once she had cleaned up. She left to the slave quarters to change into her outfit. Her outfit was a pair of off-white pants and a brown shirt. Peasant's wear. She usually didn't get something this simple, it worried her. She was certain something worse was coming. She paced the quarters, which she realised was part of the basement. Nobody woukd hear the screams.. She felt her stomach grumble, and muttered. She had eaten a lot to prepare for the party. She knew that if she left these quarters it would be worse. She sat on her bed. Bed is a bit of an overstatement, it was a pile of straw with dirty sheets draped atop. A few minutes passed, and she was still waiting. A few more. Was he going to wait until the party was over? She stood and started pacing even more now. Gods, this was torture. The feeling in her guts didn't settle, the nerves weren't helping. The pressure was building and she was only getting more nervous. What kind of devious punishment would he devise? She started walking around the entire room now, groaning every so often. Her guts were in knots but at the same time the pressure was pushing against her rear. Virek muttered to herself, "Why now.. Please hurry. Please." She felt her grip begin to slip, and she keeled over for a moment before passing gas, barely stopping herself before something more solid could come.
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    Virek's Servitude

    I can't decide if I want to include diapers or messing first, so I'll hold a vote.
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    Virek's Servitude

    I encourage y'all to post feedback so I can improve my writing.
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    Virek's Servitude

    Here we go, the big moment. Part 2: Leaky Boogaloo ------------------------------------ Virek was sure that people had noticed the wet spot. She kept dancing, though. She couldn't stop now, as much as she wanted to. She was in a bad place.. She desperately tried to catch her owner's attention, but he was far too busy with the woman. She eventually surrendered and stopped dancing, holding herself like a vice. She had given up on the show, she wasn't told only to put on a show, only to keep herself on stage. After a few minutes, someone sees her and gets her owner's attention, he gestures her off the stage. She movees to the edge of the stage, leaking again.. This time three seconds. She didn't want to look again. The stairs, oh Gods, there were stairs. A short flight of stairs to leave the stage. Alas, the stairs proved to be too much. Once she'd reached the bottom, she managed to hobble a foot or two while constantly leaking before her tail twitched and raised. She completely lost control of her bladder, and began soaking through her pants right there. Her owner grabbed her by the arm and dragged her away, into another room. He was visibly angry, and she knew what was coming. Stories of the horrible things that slavemasters do as punishment flooded Virek's mind as she stood in her freshly soaked pants. Her owner left the room and she stared at the floor, shaking in fear and hoping that what she'd heard was hyperbole.
  10. This will follow the story of a Kobold slave, named Virek. She stands at 3'4" and weighs in at around 48 lbs. She has blue scales and yellow eyes, with an ownership brand on her right shoulderblade. As in the tags, this will have wetting, messing, and probably diapers. --------------------------------------- Virek was commonly touted about as an exotic slave. Something to be looked at and sometimes laughed at. When she was barely hatched, some adventurers attacked her tribe for gold and splendor, and she was among their prises, sold into slavery. Her sapphire colored scales were a rarity, and because of this she was often dressed in exotic outfits and put on display as little more than a breathing setpiece. Today was one of those days. She was dressed in vibrant violet tights and a matching sash, practically topless. Though that means nothing, she hadn't any breasts or mammaries. She stood on display, under the heat of a bright light only intensified by the glass ceiling. She was drinking as much water as was allowed, and starting to regret it. Her bladder was calling out for help, but she was under strict orders not to leave her display. She was punished harshly last time she disobeyed, they locked her in a brightly lit room with no way to speak to others and a constant light sensitivity headache. She squirmed a little as her need grew. It had been almost an hour now, and her small bladder was stressed. She looked desperately for her owner, but found he was on the other side of the room. She didn't dare hold herself, but she knew any leaks would be obvious with her brightly colored pants. She murmured in Draconic, one of the few comforts she had to remind her of who whe truly is, and looked to the crowd. So many partygoers and onlookers that are blissfully unaware of her plight. So many that are about to get a show to remember. Virek had started dancing. As a way to hide her squirming and help fight her needs, though some required her to lift her tail highly, putting increased strain on her bladder. The owner stayed away, at the drink table talking to some noblewoman or the other. Virek kept dancing, eventually starting to discretely rub her scaled thighs together mid-dance as a half-improvised dance and half desperate attempt to keep herself in check. She couldn't stop dancing if she tried. If she stopped, she would certainly lose control. At the same time, she was getting tired. Her bladder was visibly bulged, and though it would be hard to tell without knowledge pertaining to her scaly hide, she was certain that at least a few were aware of her plight. She kept dancing, and as she feared, she turned away from the crowd in a spin and when she raised her tail for the pose.. She leaked. Three seconds of leaking, but it felt like hours. The warmth and relief almost made her hold the pose and just let it all go, but she snapped out of it. She looked down at her pants. Large, visible wet spot on her crotch and spreading to the rear, as well as down her legs. She kept dancing and hoped nobody noticed. She couldn't stop, if she did it would only get worse..
  11. I found a rougelike where you play as a diaper-wearing Kobold trying to overcome a dungeon with magic, physical attacks, and plenty of diaper changes. http://www.furaffinity.net/view/31028136/ https://hodgepodgedl.itch.io/depravity-quest The creator also has some art to release once some people beat the game, see the FurAffinity link for that. I figured some of you would like to see this. The game is pay-what-you-want, or free if you don't want to pay. I couldn't think of a better place to post this, so feel free to move this post if I puit it in the wrong forum.
  12. This is great. You should get some better sized adult diapers or teen pull-ups sometime if you like the feeling.
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    The Bee and Barb

    Another magnificent entry.
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    Desperate Demon

    This is great!