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vizzing

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    Bedwetting
    Diapers
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    Watersports
    Crossdressing
    Cuddling
    Master / Slave

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  1. I like to watch or would try most things pee-related. Bring it on. Except filling containers with pee, especially if it's then drank. No thanks.
  2. I guess I have to get to writing again soon. I think I have two more chapters mostly written. After that I’ll have to find more time and inspiration. 😁 High praise coming from an OG. Thank you! 🙏
  3. Your excitement comes through in your post. I admire your dedication, and thank you for sharing with us. Well done, and congrats!
  4. It was Wednesday evening, and Spring was upstairs in her room studying, wearing nothing but a t-shirt, and a damp, bulky diaper between her legs. Her concentration was interrupted by a ping on her phone. It was text from Sarah asking if she could come over. Spring braced herself for what was to come, knowing that probably meant Sarah needed to be consoled after dumping John. Despite her studies, she loved her friend too much to refuse. She picked up her phone and texted Sarah back, 'come on over.' Spring reached her hand down and rubbed the front of her diaper, realizing just how full and bulky it was. 'This won't do,' she thought, and closed her book and made her way over to the changing station, removing her shirt. Spring ripped open the tapes of her soiled diaper and let it fall beneath her. She then picked up the spent diaper and disposed of it in the bin. Spring grabbed a fresh pink diaper from the cabinet and unfolded it. She spread it out and lowered her bum into it. Then Spring grabbed a wipe and cleaned her area thoroughly, taking extra care around all her sensitive lady-parts. Lastly she rubbed some powder around her area and bum, then pulled the front of the diaper up over her crotch, and once good and snug, taped it up. She reached down and surveyed the fresh diaper, enjoying the sensation, and rubbing on her crotch a few times. She stood up and slipped on a floral sundress over her head, then a knock came at the door. Spring went downstairs to the door, and let Sarah in, who'd apparently been crying. Sarah was also wearing a sundress, but hers was pink. She also had on pink knee-high socks and white saddle shoes with a pink stripe. Spring recalled thinking it was a very cute outfit, and Sarah looked so good in pink. 'Why do all men suck so bad?' Sarah began as she started to cry again, 'why can't I find someone who loves me, that isn't a creep or a dick?' Spring grabbed her friend in a warm embrace and squeezed her tight. 'There, there...' Spring said, as Sarah bawled, and Spring patted her head. After Sarah had calmed down a little, Spring grabbed her hand and walked her over to the couch. As they sat there facing each other, Spring held Sarah's hand in both of hers and let her talk. Sarah talked for almost an hour, sobbing at some points, as she recounted the story of breaking up with John. He apparently didn't take it well, and became enraged at her. John got very aggressive, and Sarah was sure at one point he was going to hit her. He never did, but regardless, the whole time Sarah was scared and nearly peed on herself from the fear. After a tense long while, John finally left, furious, and Sarah immediately came over to Spring's for a reprieve, and some loving attention. Sarah bent down and sobbed into Spring's shoulder for a bit, and Spring brushed her fingers through Sarah's hair to comfort her. 'I don't understand men,' Sarah began, 'why can't I ever find a good one, like you and Steve, or you're new friend?' 'I'm sure you'll find someone better,' Spring offered. 'No I wont. Not me, I'm cursed!' Sarah cried. Then Sarah added, 'I'm done with men...I'm going to be a-sexual from now on...or...maybe a lesbian.' 'A what?' Spring questioned. Sarah turned her face away as it became flush. She couldn't believe she'd just blurted that out. What was Spring going to think about her now, she thought. 'I didn't know you liked girls, Sarah,' Spring said, a bit shocked. Sarah began to sob again. It was time, Sarah thought, to finally come clean. Sarah slid away from Spring on the couch, looked down at Springs hands in her lap, and reached out and took them. Looking up into Spring's eyes, she said, 'there's something I need to tell you, but I'm so scared, because I love you, and I don't ever want to hurt you or lose you.' Spring just stared back at her bestie while she let Sarah continue. 'Ever since we met, you and I have been so close...inseparable,' Sarah said, '...and I love you and would do anything for you, you know that.' Spring nodded. 'I know...and you have,' Spring said and squeezed her hands. 'But I want more,' Sarah said, confusing Spring a little. 'What do you need, Sarah, you know whatever it is, I'll do it for you,' Spring told her. Tears were welling up in Sarah's eyes and she struggled to continue. 'You do so much for me already, how could I ask for anything more?' she said. Sarah then said, 'but what I really want is...you,' and having finally confessed to her bestie, the women she loved, Sarah began to cry, knowing that their friendship would never be the same. Spring took a few moments to process what her friend had just admitted to her, and a feeling of warmth, compassion, and love washed over her. Sarah didn't know this, but Spring sometimes fantasized about kissing and touching her friend, but never said anything. 'Why now? I mean you're so emotional, are you sure this is how you really feel?' Spring asked her. 'Yes, this is all I've wanted for years, even through the dark times. I've crushed on you for a long time, but never found my nerve when I wanted to act on it. We were both always with someone, and it was never a good time. And now you've met a wonderful new man, and he's so great, and so into you,' Sarah said. 'Honestly, I'm jealous,' she continued, 'how come you are always meeting the good ones, and I get the rejects?' Spring pushed herself closer to Sarah and responded, 'maybe, because there's something else you've always wanted more.' She continued, 'Why is the Universe going to provide you with wonderful man with a nice dick, if that's not really what your heart wants?' Sarah looked into Springs eyes and smiled a little through her tears. Sarah asked her best friend, 'have I ruined what we have?' 'Yes, things are never going to be the same after today,' Spring told her seriously, and then leaned her face in close to Sarah's. Spring closed her eyes, and pressed her mouth against her best friend's soft lips and began to kiss her for the first time. Sarah choked up, and tears rolled down her face as the woman she'd loved for so long had sealed her lips against hers, and they began to tongue and make out. Spring lowered Sarah down on the couch, as she stretched her legs out. Spring then climbed onto Sarah, straddling her with her diapered bottom resting on Sarah's hips. Spring lowered her face down to Sarah, and slowly embraced and made out with her for about twenty minutes. Sarah was exploding with so many warm feelings inside as she allowed Spring to place her hand on her boob, and start caressing it through her dress, causing Sarah to moan. After their make out session, they cuddled together on the couch for a long while. 'I can't believe you felt the same way this whole time,' Sarah stated to Spring. 'And here all this time I thought you were straight as an arrow,' Spring retorted, and they both giggled. 'The issue is,' Spring began, 'I really like my new boyfriend,' the word sounded strange to her as it came out of her mouth, 'and I really, really like you.' 'Yeah, he's really great, sweet, charming, and into you...you deserve that,' Sarah was telling her, 'I hope I haven't ruined things between you...' 'Nonsense, besides, you like him too,' Spring said, and Sarah's eyes got wide. 'I saw how you two looked at each other, there's something there,' Spring added. Sarah turned flush and exclaimed, 'I would never...!' 'Oh, I know, and that's why I'm telling you this, as permission. We're a package deal now, and he can take us or leave us!' Spring exclaimed back. 'I don't know about you, but I still need dick in my life, and having someone to share my kink with is a huge added bonus,' Spring said. 'Yeah, I would really miss dick, if I were to go full lesbian' Sarah said back. 'I would take you up to my bed right now and make you scream, but I don't want to do that behind his back,' Spring told her. Sarah understood, knowing she'd already got so much more out of her admission than she ever thought she would. Even though her crotch was damp, and aching for more stimulation, Sarah resigned herself to kisses and cuddles for now, as they laid together on the couch in each others arms. Sarah knew that it was only a matter of time before she could take Spring to bed, and pleasure her in all the ways she'd imagined over years of crushing on her. Laying there on the couch cuddling, Sarah felt a strong kick from her bladder, and knew she needed to relieve herself, and badly. 'This feels so nice, I don't want to get up...but I really have to pee,' Sarah told Spring. 'It's my couch, and you have permission to pee whenever you want,' Spring told her, and squeezed her a bit. Sarah squealed and laughed, 'hey stop it, I'm going to wet my panties!' 'That's the point, you naughty girl,' Spring said and winked at Sarah. 'Speaking of...there's something I've always wanted to try,' Sarah began, feeling particularly emboldened at that moment, then added, 'ever since you discovered diapers, I've secretly been wanting to see what it feels like to put one on and pee in it, but I've always been too scared to ask.' Spring beamed at Sarah, and butterflies flurried in her tummy as Spring realized Sarah was about to try diapers with her for the first time. 'Hold that thought,' Spring said and bounced up off the couch and ran upstairs to gather supplies. When Spring came back holding the diaper, wipes, and baby powder, she said, 'don't you move a muscle, and let me take care of everything.' Sarah laid flat on the couch with butterflies flurrying around her own stomach, as she was so excited to put on a diaper for the first time. Sarah had thought about this moment, often. Spring reached down and pulled Sarah's knees up and spread her legs apart as she faced her kneeling on the far end of the couch. Sarah allowed her friend to hike up her dress around her waist, exposing her pink cotton panties. Spring reached up and grabbing both sides of Sarah's panties, slid them down and forced her to close her legs while they were pulled off of her. As she spread her legs again, exposing her shaved womanhood to Spring, Sarah became flush with embarrassment. Even though they'd seen each other naked plenty of times, it was different now that they were to become lovers. Spring unfolded the fresh diaper with teddy bears on the front, and had Sarah lift her tush so Spring could slide the diaper underneath her. As Sarah's butt came down and made contact with the padding of the diaper, all kinds of naughty thoughts and comforting feelings rushed over her all at once. Sarah closed her eyes, enjoyed, and became a little aroused as Spring wiped all around her area, taking special care at all the sensitive parts. Spring then rubbed powder evenly around her womanhood, top of her legs, and bum. Slowly, Spring raised the front of the diaper over Sarah's crotch, and fastened the tape snuggly. When Spring was done, Sarah reached her hands down and surveyed her first fresh, snug diaper. 'It feels so comfortable,' Sarah said as she sighed. 'I know,' Spring replied, and lowered the front of Sarah's dress back down. Spring climbed back on top of Sarah, and began to cuddle with her again. 'How bad do you need to pee?' Spring asked Sarah. 'Very badly, like I could have an accident any second,' Sarah replied. 'It wouldn't be much of an accident,' Spring said, laughed, then said, 'I have to pee too, how about if we go together?' Sarah smiled as they snuggled on the couch, and said, 'say when.' 'When!' Spring exclaimed, and pushed on her pee muscles. The floodgates opened instantly, and a loud hiss came from inside her diaper. Spring enjoyed as the pee jetted from her pee-hole and pooled into the diaper, before being absorbed and spreading warmth all around her crotch and bum. 'Mmmm...that feels good,' Spring said and sighed. Sarah, on the other hand, was having difficulty. As Sarah laid on the couch under Spring she heard the hiss coming from her diaper, and unclenched, but nothing happened. Sarah pushed on her pee muscles, but nothing happened. Sarah kept concentrating, but by the time Spring sighed with relief after completely soaking her own diaper, Sarah was still unable to go, despite the ache in her bladder. 'I don't think I can do it,' Sarah said. 'The first time is always the toughest,' Spring began, 'Your mind is used to your potty training, and doesn't want to betray you.' 'What do I do, I really have to pee?' Sarah asked. With that Spring crawled up off of Sarah into a kneeling position on the couch. 'Do like this, it's definitely easier when you're first getting started,' Spring told her. Sarah rose up on the couch onto her spread knees, and pushed again. This time she was rewarded with a two second jet of pee into the padding of the diaper. 'Oh, I peed a little,' Sarah said giddily. 'Atta-girl, now just relax and let it flow...' Spring said to her. Sarah took a deep breath and relaxed. After a minute she felt the pee reach the end of her pee-hole, and she gave one more push with her pee muscles. The floodgates opened, as a strong stream erupted from her into her new diaper. Pee pooled around Sarah's crotch and bum, before being absorbed into the expanding padding. As the warmth spread around Sarah's womanhood and butt, she sighed with both extreme relief and immense pleasure. Spring was watching Sarah's diaper expand and droop as it filled with all the contents of Sarah's bladder. For some reason, she could help feeling so proud for her. As Sarah's stream reduced to a trickle and finally stopped, she reached her hand down to rub her crotch and press the warm padding all around her lady-parts. 'I can't believe how good this feels,' Sarah said, as she rubbed herself. 'Doesn't it though?' Spring said, and they both giggled. It was then a really dirty thought entered Sarah's mind, 'if pissing into a diaper feels this wonderful, I wonder was it would feel like to use it to go number two,' but she quickly wiped the thought from her mind. They both sat back down on the couch and rubbed the front of their diapers for a while, while they enjoyed the wonderful sensation, and warmth. Spring and Sarah stayed together on the couch for a while enjoying each other, and their diapers. To Sarah, it was a brand new sensation to have thick padding fastened to her hips and crotch. Spring watched as Sarah repeatedly reached down and rubbed her damp padding, as she adjusted to her new garment. Spring reached over and rubbed the front of Sarah's wet diaper, and inside of them new dampness was forming in Sarah's crotch. 'Careful, you're turning me on,' Sarah told Spring. As she continued to pet the front of Sarah's wet diaper, Spring leaned in and planted her lips onto Sarah's and kissed her seductively. After a minute, Spring pulled away, and said, 'watching you enjoy your first wet diaper has me turned on, too.' Sarah reached her hand around Springs head and pulled her back in for another passionate kiss. After a few minutes Sarah leaned her head back and looked Spring in the eyes and said, 'and it definitely won't be my last...it just feels too good! Why did I wait so long to try it with you?' 'I don't know, silly, I guess it was tied into your feelings for me...afraid of the intimacy of it,' Spring reasoned. Sarah cocked her head slightly, nodded, and said, 'I supposed you're right.' Spring reached out and touched Sarah's face, brushing her finger down her cheek all the way to her chin. 'Oh, Sarah, whatever am I going to do with you?' Spring teased. Sarah looked up at Spring sheepishly, and said very softly, 'make love to me?' At hearing the beautiful, newly diapered, Sarah say that, Spring's crotch damped immediately. 'Oh, I want to, and I will, trust me...but not yet, not before I have the chance to talk to him about it. I'm not going to fuck you behind his back, when we haven't even had a chance to fuck yet,' Spring said. 'You guys haven't fucked yet?' Sarah questioned with a shocked look on her face. 'No, I told him I don't fuck someone I like on the first date,' Spring said. Then Sarah exclaimed, 'but he spent the entire weekend here with you, what even did you do?!' Spring just smiled and said, 'played around, and I gave him head...twice...and he got me off once, too.' 'But you didn't fuck?' Sarah asked again for clarification. 'Nope. I was saving that for next weekend,' Spring explained. Sarah felt a pang of jealousy in her belly. Then Spring continued, '...but now he's going to have to fuck us both, or he's history.' At hearing that, the jealously left Sarah, and her crotch became very damp again. 'So you want to fuck him together?' Sarah probed. 'I like him, and I like you...and you like him, too,' Spring said, and Sarah's face flushed. Sarah had found him attractive, and even had some feelings well up when they made eye contact a couple times, but would have have never acted on those feelings because Spring had found him first. Now with permission, she allowed herself to fantasize a bit about him while she sat there with Spring. 'Okay, yeah, he's cute, and nice...but won't you be jealous if you see him fucking me?' Sarah asked. Spring responded by laughing a bit and saying, 'we just met, and although I like him, my feelings aren't that strong yet. Besides, it would be hot to watch you get fucked...' Spring slipped her hand down over her crotch subconsciously and began to rub on the padding above her clit. Sarah noticed her rubbing and said, 'yeah, it might be hot to watch you get fucked, too,' and she slid her hand down and began rubbing her clit through her own padding. They both became aware of what they were each doing to themselves in front of one another. They both stared into each others eyes as they each vigorously rubbed their clits through their wet diapers. They were masturbating together for the first time, and it was so incredibly hot to both of them. Still rubbing, and still looking deep into each others eyes, they both slowly leaned in their faces until their lips met, and began kissing again, lustfully. After a few minutes, and both being extraordinarily turned on, they stopped kissing and locked eyes again, still aggressively rubbing their clits through their padding. 'I've got an idea,' Spring said, with a devious look on her face. Without another word, Spring stopped rubbing and began to stand up. Sarah stopped rubbing as well, and looked up at her inquisitively. Spring looked down and extended her hand to Sarah, who took it, and allowed herself to be pulled up off the couch. Still holding her hand, Spring turned, and slowly started walking toward the stairs, pulling Sarah behind her. Sarah allowed herself to be walked up the stairs, into Spring's bedroom, and up to the bed, where Spring made her sit down at on edge of it. Spring reached down and grabbed the bottom of her own dress, and pulled it up and off of her, exposing her smooth perky breasts and erect nipples, and her soaked diaper. Then, Spring reached down and slid off Sarah's shoes, one-by-one, and then her socks. Spring reached down and grabbed her dress, and Sarah allowed her to pull it up and off of her, revealing her own smaller, but still young and perky breasts with erect nipples, and soaked diaper. Spring then walked over to her nightstand, reached in, and found her two favorite toys. Spring returned to the foot of the bed, turned on her absolute favorite toy, which began to vibrate loudly, and handed it to Sarah. Spring then turned on the other toy, and sat on the floor directly in front of Sarah, and spread her legs. With Spring seated on the floor just in front of her, Sarah spread her legs, giving Spring a direct view of her damp, diapered crotch. Spring stared into Sarah's crotch for a few moments, before looking up and maintaining direct eye contact with her while she pulled on the front of her diaper to create enough room for her to slip her hand with the toy down into it. Sarah did much the same, looking down into Spring's eyes, pulling her diaper and creating space to slid the toy inside. Rhythmically they both worked their wonderful vibrating devices against their clits as they stared at each other, mouths open, moaning and panting. For several minutes they both carried on like this as their moans became squeals. Never breaking eye contact, each pleasuring themselves with the vibrating toys, their breathing became more rapid, and their squeals became louder. First Spring's squeals became screams, and moments later Sarah began screaming as well. Simultaneously they both involuntarily shut their eyes, and continued to scream, as each of their respective climaxes began to take hold. Each of them jetted a stream of thick juices into their diaper's, as they removed their hands with the toys, and the full force of their incredible first orgasm together caused them both to shudder and convulse. They stayed that way in post orgasmic bliss, panting, for a couple minutes. When they both locked eyes again, Spring smiled really big at Sarah and said, 'that was hot!' Sarah smiled back nodding softly in agreement. They were spent. Sarah reached down, and Spring reached her hands up, as Sarah pulled Spring off the floor. Then they crawled into bed together, and began to kiss passionately, when suddenly Spring's phone chimed. She pulled away from Sarah for a moment and looked at her phone. It was the text message from me, 'Hey, you up?'
  5. I realized that I neglected to mention the fetish event I had purchased tickets for to Spring all weekend, it had honestly slipped my mind. I suppose I was too wrapped up in the excitement of the moment, and I never thought about it. The event was on a Wednesday, of all days, but I had taken Thursday as a P.T.O. day from work so I could stay out all night if I was enjoying myself. I'd also already made up my mind that I was going to discretely wear an adult diaper under my garment, and piss in it while I was at the event. I had never been to a fetish event before, and had heard they mostly cater to S&M, but I wasn't going to let that stop me from letting my own freak-flag fly around another group of freaks. The thought of being in public for the first time in a full sized adult diaper made my hard cock start to twitch in my underwear. I picked up my phone and clicked video chat on Spring's contact page. 'Hi there, cutie,' Spring said as she stared at my face through her phone. 'How goes it, sexy?' I asked her back. 'Fine, just studying...and about to re-wet my diaper. Wanna watch?' she asked me, unexpectedly. 'Is water wet?' I said. Then Spring said, 'I know another thing that's wet, and about to get much wetter, baby.' With that she got up and set her phone on the table in front of her, and went back to the couch so I could get a full view of her bulky blue diaper. I did the same with my phone, stretching out and placing it on the table in front of me, so Spring could watch as I stroked my aching cock. I was wearing nothing but my underwear, and pulled my hard cock through the flap in the front so the fabric bunched around the base of my shaft like a light cock-ring. Spring watched me through her phone as I began to fiercely stroke my cock. 'You're a naughty boy, I like that. Keep doing what you're doing until you cum for me. I want to watch you stroke it until you get off and shoot your load all over your chest' she began as she rubbed the front of her full and saggy blue diaper, 'I'm going to piss this diaper for you, baby, and it's going to be warm, and wet, and oh so wonderful...' With that she seductively laughed once, and then clamped down to push, as a jet of warm piss left her pee-hole and soaked into the damp fabric of her soggy diaper, warming it a little. 'Yes!' she said out loud to herself, and anyone within ear shot, '...that's it, that's the stuff...aaahhhh,' and a torrent of pee released from her aching bladder, through her pee-hole. Spring was emptying all of the fluid that was stored insider her into her warming, bulging diaper. Spring rubbed the front of her diaper as she peed, and I doubled my already ferocious effort rubbing my extremely erect cock. Spring told me she could feel the piss leaking over her tush and also pooling in her crotch, warming it all as it went. It was all too much for me, and I could feel my climax approaching. 'Yes, baby, wet yourself for me, baby!' I exclaimed as the first few waves orgasm had built up momentum. As Spring's stream died out, and the last trickles had left her and settled into her soaked, and bulging diaper, she began to rub her padding over her clit as she gyrated. 'Yeah, baby, cum for me, do it now,' she commanded, and like magic my climax responded to her as I felt the release from inside of me for a moment, before the tip of my cock exploded with one, two, three massive loads of cum on my chest. I laid back for a moment spent, and in post-orgasmic bliss. 'That was hot,' I heard Spring say through my phone, as I looked up to see her rubbing her clit aggressively through her padding. 'It's you're turn,' I said, but Spring shook her head and replied, 'Nah, it just feels nice, but I'm not ready to cum just yet.' With that she removed her hand from her diaper, stood up and picked up her phone. With Spring's full face in view, I stood up, picked up and towel to wipe off the cum, and picked up my phone as well. I began, 'There's something I forgot to tell you last weekend, and when I tell you, if you ask me not to go, I wont.' 'Okay...' Spring said, and I started to tell her the plans I had made for the fetish event on Wednesday. I laid out in detail about what the event was, the outfit and mask I bought, the day off I took from work, and the diaper I planned to wear, and wet. Spring listened intently, as I shared my plans, and I could see that she was smiling. 'Sounds deliciously fun! I wish I was there to go with you!' Spring exclaimed. 'Oh, me too, for sure,' I replied, imagining if Spring and I could share an event like that together. That was a lovely thought, and I wished I could pull her through the phone to be with me where I lived for the week, while I worked. As it was Spring needed to get back to her studies, and blew me a kiss good night. Hanging up the phone I was relieved to have that off my chest with her, and daydreams of my Wednesday night plans danced in my head. After work on Wednesday I came home tired and decided to take a disco-nap. Upon waking my bladder was full and aching for release. I went to the bathroom, pulled my dick out, and peed a long steady stream into the toilet, smiling, knowing I was completely relieving my bladder for the last time before I wet my diaper in public. I glanced at my phone and saw the event would be starting in an hour, and my insides were turning over a bit with anxiety and anticipation. I showered, during which I did manage to pee a little more. I wanted to be 100% empty when I fastened on my special secret, and drank everything non-alcoholic I could find at the event. I thought about playing a kinky game, like trying to see if I could get my diaper to leak before the night was over. I dwelled on that for a moment, before wiping it from my mind. This was a first experience, and kinky and special enough as it was. I went to the bedroom and laid out my clothes. Then I grabbed a half-full bag of adult diapers, which were my preferred brand because of their high capacity, and no audible crinkle when I walked. I grabbed some baby powder and rubbed it in around my man parts, the top of my legs, and around my butt. Then I unfolded and stretched out a fresh diaper, dangling it half over the side of the bed. I sat down on the seat of the diaper, and pulled the front flap up over my crotch, and taped it up snuggly. I reached down and surveyed the front of the fresh diaper, rubbing on my semi-hard cock, and my balls through the padding. I contemplated putting on some underwear over my diaper to help hold it in place, but decided against it, thinking it would be naughtier if I just had my diaper on underneath my clothes and nothing else. I slipped on my black gown that I'd bought specially for this occasion. It was open like a dress, and looked like something Neo in the Matrix, only it fastened all the way down to the bottom. I'd already tried it on before, several times, with a diaper, and I was quite satisfied that the garment was loose enough around my hips that no one would be able to tell what I was hiding underneath. I put on socks, and laced up boots on my feet. As a final touch I'd bought a spiked bracelet, and fastened it to my wrist. Looking in the mirror for a few moments, satisfied, I grabbed my mask and the bag of diapers, threw them in a book-bag with some extra bottles of water, and made my way down the the car. I finished one and half bottles of water on the way to the event, and after parking, I was pleased to feel the sensation of my bladder beginning to feel full. I reached into my bag, pulled out the black mask, and wrapped it around my face. In the mirror I laughed a little, because I thought I looked like Zoro. Exiting the car, I locked it, and made my way to where the event was being held. As I approached, my heart sank a little as I saw the line wrapping around the block. It was going to be a while before I made it in, and I resigned to my fate at the back of the long line. Most of the people in line were wearing black, but the outfits varied tremendously. There were lots of people wearing boots, collars, long dresses, short frilly skirts, and quite a few wearing leather bondage gear. I began to feel self-conscious, doubt myself and worry that I wasn't in the right place to be indulging in my kind of kink. As the line slowly moved, I could her the sound of a loud, slow industrial beat emanating from the venue, and pouring into the street. The music was getting me excited, but I was also beginning to feel desperate. A few people chatted to me in line, and I exchanged some small talk with them. I recalled overhearing a nearby woman in a short, tight, black PVC dress turn to her friend and say, 'I hope this line starts to move again soon, because I'm bursting, and I'm not ready to wet myself just yet.' My cock sprang to life in my diaper under my clothes. Maybe this was going to be a great night, after-all. As I approached the front entrance, I was holding on with all my might, and trying to not do a potty-dance right there in front of everyone. When it was finally my turn I handed my ticket and ID through the ticket booth. The woman with dark shaded eyes and black lip-stick smiled at me, handed me back my ID and ticket stub, and waved me through. I slipped through the entrance and walked into the venue. After a few paces into the main area, a wave of desperation washed over me, and stopped in my tracks. I quickly glanced around, and although there were already a lot of people inside, no one seemed to be paying me any attention. I found the closest unoccupied section of wall, and leaned back against it. Still looking around with a slight guilty look on my face, I gave my aching bladder permission to let go. Feelings of relief flowed over me, as a steady stream of warm piss escaped my cock and splashed into my fresh diaper. I stood there, leaning against the wall, letting my bladder release all of it's built up fluid, surrounded by people. No one seemed to be noticing, as I enjoyed the warm fluid splashing against the front of the diaper, pooling around my balls, before soaking into the expanding padding. I unconsciously reached down and rubbed my cock over my garment, and through my thick padding. Embarrassed I pulled my hand away quickly, as the stream turned to a trickle and then finally stopped. I relished the warmth and dampness around my cock and balls for a few moments, then I decided to go exploring the venue. I made my way through the event, and people-watched. No one was paying me any mind, really, and that was fine by me. I stopped to check out a few venders, and then watched the DJ for a while. Not many people were dancing, and the ones that were looked kinda weird the way they danced, so I decided not to bust any of my rave moves in such a foreign environment. Finally I went to the bar and downed an energy drink, followed by several Sprites with ice. I bobbed my head a little while I sipped my drinks, and that was the extent of my dancing. Another two hours passed while I sipped, roamed, bobbed, and people-watched. I was already feeling quite desperate again, and wondered if I should keep holding it until I had an actual accident in my diaper. I was lost in thought about my naughty plans when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to look who it was, and I was struck immediately by her beauty and sexiness. She was tall and had long black hair, black lipstick, and well applied shadow around her beautiful blue eyes with liner to accentuate them. She was wearing an elegant black corset, and a black knee length skirt with pink frills that pushed the skirt outwards. She was also wearing knee-high black boots with heals to complete the outfit. My heart skipped a beat as I looked at her with her hands on her hips, and one leg extended out in a sexy pose, staring back at me. She was sex, incarnate. 'Hello, there, handsome, I've never seen you out at one of our events before,' she began, 'a group of friends of mine and me put on an event like this a couple times a year. I'm Victoria, by the way, but you can call me Vee. What's your name?' I told her mine, and we began to chit-chat, and talk about the event. We each listened intently as the other talked, and it was a pleasant conversation. She was very attractive and easy to talk to, but my mind also kept racing back to my growing need in my bladder. I shifted on my feet a little as we talked. I was feeling self-conscious about my diaper, and didn't feel right unclenching and filling my diaper right in front of this incredibly attractive woman I'd just met. That's when Vee said, 'So what's your fetish, sexy?' and I immediately flushed red, and my eyes became wide. Vee could see my embarrassment and added, 'it's okay, we're all freaks here,' and shook her hips back and forth. Slowly I gathered my nerve and said, 'would you tell me yours if I tell you mine?' 'Absolutely,' she said, then added, 'I'm really into S&M and Bondage, and I've dabbled in a few other kinks as well, like feet-worship, and pee-play,' and my heart started beating heavily. 'Now your turn,' Vee said. I took a deep breath and said rather softly, 'I like to pee myself, and I love when a woman pees on herself.' A look of embarrassment came over my face, but Vee just beamed at me. 'See, now that wasn't so bad, was it?' and she walked over and wrapped her arms around me, giving me a warm hug. 'Welcome, and I hope you enjoy yourself tonight,' she said as she backed out of our embrace, sliding her hands down my arms, and pulling my hands forward as our fingers touched. It was then my aching bladder kicked, and a warm jet of piss escaped my cock and spread a fresh warmth in the front of my diaper. I clamped down, as our fingers lingered touching one another. My 'accident' and desperation must have registered on my face, because Vee asked me what was wrong. 'I really have to pee, very badly,' I told her rather softly. 'Oh,' she began, 'I'm right there with you, I'm pretty bursting myself. Want me to show you where the bathrooms are?' I bowed my head sheepishly, and still looking at her I shook my head. She looked back at me puzzled, so I decided to help her understand. I unfastened the front of my garment around my hips while she watched. Then I spread the garment open just enough so she could see the white padding of the diaper I wore underneath. Vee's eye got wide, and a smile crossed her face. Vee took my hand and led me against the wall in a secluded corner of the venue. She then reached her hands out and starting at my shoulders, slid her hands down until they rested on the front my garment on top of the diaper I was wearing beneath. Another pang rocked my bladder as she did this, and another jet of pee escaped into my diaper. I was in agony trying to hold back the flood, and it probably showed all over my face. Vee leaned her face in, and whispered directly into my ear, 'piss your diaper for me, you dirty, dirty, boy.' I didn't have much choice, and no soon as I unclenched, a torrent of piss erupted from my cock, soaking and warming the front padding of my diaper. 'I'm peeing' I mouthed to her, and then closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation. Vee continued to rub the garment over my diapers wither her hands while warmth and dampness were spreading around my crotch underneath. With my eyes still closed, Vee leaned in, and I felt her lips on mine as she begin to kiss me passionately. I was full of fluid, and kept pissing in my soggy diaper for a long while, as we kissed. My diaper bulged and drooped under my garment, feeling near capacity, as the stream finally turned to a trickle and then stopped. Vee pulled away from me just then and said looking me directly in the eyes, 'Now that was hot.' I couldn't believe I'd just pissed my diaper in public, with a stranger, who thoroughly enjoyed the show. Vee then leaned in again and whispered in my ear, 'Now it's my turn, I really have to piss.' Then she looked at me and bit her lip. Glancing down at the front of my garment for a moment, then turning her head back up to face me, Vee said, 'do you have another one of those? I've never worn one, and I'd really like to try one on and use it,' and smiled at me. I was floored by her statement, but I tried not to let it show. I was in desperate need for a change, anyway, so I told her I did, and that she should follow me. I grabbed her by the hand and walked her through the venue, out the exit, and towards the parking lot. I was enjoying my warm, bulky diaper between my legs that was drooping a bit as I walked. Secretly I wished I'd warn some underwear over my diaper to hold it in place, so it didn't feel like it was trying to slide off under my garment. We made it out to my car, which was quite spacious and had dark tint on the windows. I opened the back door and held Vee's hand as she slid herself into the back seat of my vehicle. I followed her in, closing the door behind me. Vee turned to me and asked, 'you probably need a change, yes?' I nodded. 'Well, I can do that for you, if you'll let me, but first I want you to put a diaper on me. I'm bursting and about to leak all over your car,' Vee said. I didn't hesitate and reached for the bag in my front seat, pulling out two fresh diapers. Then I had Vee lay back on the seat and she spread her legs in front of me. I could see right up her skirt to the black lacy lingerie panties she was wearing underneath. Vee undid her skirt, and dropped it on the floorboard next to her. There she was in my back seat, wearing only a corset, sexy black panties, and boots, spreading her legs wide for me. I reached up to the top of her panties to begin to slide them down, but Vee reached her hand down over mine and stopped me. Shaking her head she said, 'no, not yet, bad boy.' At first I was confused, and then she added, 'after an event like this, my panties never make it home dry. I love emptying my bladder into my panties after a long night of expressing my kinky side. How about you just fasten the diaper over top of them,' and looked up at me with a naughty look on her face. I didn't argue, and unfolded the fresh diaper, slid it under her panty-ed bum, brought the front flap up and snuggly fastened the diaper with the tapes. Vee reached down to survey the new sensation of padding in her crotch, and smiled. 'Ooh, this feels nice,' she said, then asked, 'do they hold a lot?' I told her they would easily absorb two full bladder wettings, before they might leak. 'Well, I'm about to test this one out right now, because I can't hold it any longer,' Vee said, then closed her eyes and pushed on her pee muscles. At first I heard the hiss come from under her diaper, and then the fabric inside began to expand under the strong steady stream she was releasing. She reached down and cupped and rubbed the front of her diaper, as she peed forcefully through her black lacy panties, and into the padding that surrounded them. Warm pee pooled inside her diaper, collecting around her crotch and bum, as she continued to empty herself into it, and Vee moaned a little with relief. I was watching the whole show intently, and my cock had sprung to life inside of my own warm, soggy diaper. Vee kept rubbing her crotch and enjoying the sensation as the last trickles of warm piss were exiting her and spreading delicious warmth around her womanhood. 'Mmmm...that was so naughty and delicious,' Vee said as she stopped rubbing on her crotch and sat up in the seat. 'Now let's get you changed,' she said, and began pushing me back on the seat. My garment was loose enough that she could slide it up over my legs, and scrunched it around my waist, exposing my bulky, soiled diaper underneath. As I laid there, completely under her control, she smiled as she unfastened the tapes. She pulled the front flap down, revealing the damp, yellow stained padding inside of the diaper, and my throbbing erect cock. 'What can I say, I enjoyed your show,' I joked as she smiled down at my very hard cock. She slid the diaper out from under my butt, and I produced a plastic bag to dispose of it in and tied the bag off. Then she unfolded the fresh new diaper, and slid it underneath me. She folded the diaper over my crotch, and lowered my cock down using the front flap until it was snug and taped it up. I reached down and surveyed the fresh padding and looked up at her, 'expertly done,' I stated. 'I've had practice, I've got a teenager at home, that wasn't always so big,' Vee said, and it dawned on me that she must be at least 10 years older than me. Vee picked up her skirt, slid it back on, and I helped her fasten it. Her skirt hid her diaper perfectly, and she looked up at me again and smiled. I pulled down my garment, helped Vee out of the car, and we both walked back into the event with our diapers fastened on snuggly, Vee's already warm and bulging under her skirt. Vee and I hung out the rest of the night, and I was thoroughly enjoying myself. The music got faster and more dance-y, and we both grooved to the DJ, sipped on our drinks, and enjoyed the padding we both were secretly wearing under our fancy clothes. At one point Vee stopped dancing, leaned into my ear and said, 'I'm peeing.' She grabbed the front of her skirt and bent over a little, spreading her legs. As she stood there relieving herself, she wagged her tush a few times in a cute way. Vee's eyes were closed and she was biting her lip, relishing in the warm sensation in her crotch. When she was done she looked at me and said, 'I think I need a change, soon. How about we go back to your place?' My eyes grew wide as I heard this, and excitement washed over me. 'Okay,' I said, 'but I need to pee first,' I said, and relaxed my bladder. I grabbed her hands, and closed my eyes, and released a long slow stream of piss into the padding of my diaper. The fluid was warming all the padding, and pee was pooling around my balls, before being absorbed by the fabric. A long while I stood there relieving myself into my secret portable toilet under my garment. When I was done I opened my eyes, and saw Vee looking right back at me, smiling. Without a word, I took her by the hand and walked her out of the venue, back towards the parking lot. Vee had her own car, and followed me back to my apartment. Alone in the car, I was thinking about Vee's soaking wet black lace panties still trapped inside her diaper under her skirt. 'They must be drenched by now,' I thought. It wasn't until that moment, minutes from my apartment, that Spring's face entered my mind. There wasn't anything official about my arrangement with Spring, and I thought to myself that technically I couldn't cheat on someone who wasn't my girlfriend. Still, guilt washed over me as I pulled into the parking lot of my apartment complex with Vee pulling in right behind me. I was having second thoughts about what might happen next, but was afraid it might be too late to back out. I wished so hard right then that Spring would have been able to come with me that night. As it was, I was there now, and so was Vee. I exited my car, walked over to hers, and opened her door for her get out. She smiled as she took my hand and I lifted her out of her vehicle. We were both waddling in our full diapers under our clothes, as we walked up and I let us into the apartment. It was a bit messy, but not bad for a guy, and Vee set her purse down by the front door. She then walked over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck, and began kissing me. It was only a few moments of kissing before she felt like something wasn't right and backed away. 'What's wrong?' she asked looking at me. I looked back at her and said, 'I don't think I can do this...' and looked down. A perturbed look came over her face, and she said questioningly, 'What...what did I do?' 'Nothing,' I assured her, 'your incredible!' 'Then what is it? Spit it out,' Vee demanded. I proceeded to tell her about the girl I'd just met over the weekend, and that she happened to share my fetish. Without going into any detail, I explained how I was falling for her, and I didn't want to jeopardize our possible relationship with a kinky fling. Vee listened to my story, and afterwards she said, '...but she's not your girlfriend, right?' I shook my head and said, 'not yet, anyway.' Vee paced around my apartment a little, flustered, while she mulled what I'd told her over. Eventually she stopped and said, 'Okay, I'll make a deal with you, no sex, and I wont touch you, but you have to get me off,' I thought about it a moment and figured that it was an acceptable alternative, even though I was worried what kind of trouble I was going to be in with Spring. This way Vee could get something out of coming all the way out to my apartment, and I didn't have to confess that I'd fucked someone while I was away for the week...well, not with my cock, anyway. I looked at Vee and said, 'I want to fuck you, really I do. You're so sexy, and so kinky, and helped me have an amazing time tonight.' I began walking toward her slowly and the negativity she was feeling left her face. I continued, 'a week ago, you'd be on your back in my bed right now, screaming my name. As it is, I'm still going to make you scream,' and I grabbed her hand and led her to the bedroom. Vee was smiling again as I walked her to the foot of the bed and gently shoved her down onto it in a sitting position. 'I'm not taking my corset off, because it'll be too hard to put back on,' Vee said as I looked down at her. 'I'm not taking anything off of you, except that dirty diaper you're wearing,' I told her, and reached out and pushed her the rest of the way down onto the bed using her shoulders. Vee's legs were spread slightly as they dangled over the bedside, and I knelt in front of her. I slid Vee's skirt up scrunching it around her waist. Then I slowly unfastened the tape on the front of her diaper. I flipped the front flap of her diaper down, revealing her soaked black lacy panties. Without bothering to slide the diaper out from under her, I reached my hand toward her crotch and brushed my fingers on either side of her wet panties around her womanhood. Vee moaned with pleasure at the feelings she was getting as I ran my fingers along her panty line, teasing her a bit. Dampness, that wasn't pee filled her inside of her wet panties. I slipped my finger under the fabric of her panties over her crotch, and felt for her slit. Inside her slit I slid my finger up and found the firm nub of her clit and began to rub. Vee responded by arching her back, and moaning some more. I rubbed on her clit for a few minutes under her panties, until Vee's moans were becoming squeals. Then I stopped rubbing her clit, and slid my finger down her slit to her warm, moist opening, and slowly guided my finger inside. As I began to thrust my finger inside of her, reaching for her sensitive areas, I lowered my face to her panties, just over her mound. The strong smell of pee, entered my nostrils, and something primal took over me. I stuck out my tongue and lowered my face to Vee's panties over her crotch, and began making circular motions with my tongue over where her clit was through the damp fabric. With the taste of pee on my tongue as I swirled it, and Vee's lubricated love canal swallowing my finger inside of her, she began to pant and squeal more loudly. I sped up the thrusts and applied more pressure with my tongue as Vee continued to arch her back and her squeals became screams. A strong climax began to wash over her, and she started to convulse with her orgasm as I lifted my face off her wet panties, and gave her a few final thrusts with my fingers. As her climax reached a crescendo, I removed my finger and backed away, giving her space to enjoy her orgasm. She convulsed for a few moments longer, and just laid there panting for a while. Finally looking up at me, she said, 'Not bad. That almost makes up for you not fucking me, when you don't even have a girlfriend.' 'Almost?' I thought. Vee collected herself and stood up off the damp, soiled diaper her ass had been on that whole time. 'Do you have anymore of those? I'd like to try wearing them again, sometime,' Vee asked me as I stood up. I went to a cabinet, reached in, pulled out three fresh folded diapers, and handed them to her. She walked over to her purse, slid them in, and picked it up, draping it over her shoulder. 'I suppose we don't need to exchange numbers or anything, so I'm just going to go, but there's one last thing before I do,' Vee said. My curiosity peaked I just stared back at her. Vee squatted down by my front door, while she looked back at me. She then hiked up her skirt, revealing her damp black lacy panties underneath. Vee closed her eyes and concentrated. A steady stream of warm piss escaped her, through her panties, and onto the floor by my front door. She squatted there for a good fifteen seconds, emptying her bladder, through her panties, right onto my floor. My cock was trying to tear through the damp thick padding of my diaper as I watched her relieve herself, casually, right in front of me. Finally when she was done, she said, 'aaahh...that's better, and now we're even. Nice to meet you,' and she stood up, let herself out, and left my life for good. I grabbed a towel and threw it down over her puddle. Needing to piss as well, I relaxed and enjoyed as my diaper filled and bulged with more pee, underneath my garment. When my bladder was empty I removed my garment, untied the mask, unclasped my spiked bracelet and unlaced my boots. Then, wearing nothing but a bulky, soiled diaper, I made my way to my bedroom. I tore the tapes of my diaper open and let the sodden thing fall open to the floor beneath me. I got on my bed and knelt over the diaper where Vee had just been when I pleasured her. I then lowered myself onto the soiled diaper and began to vigorously stroke my aching cock. I recalled all the naughtiness that had just transpired through the course of the evening, and stroked harder. Within a few minutes waves of pleasure began to wash over me as my climax approached. I squeezed my cock, and with a few more hard stokes, my orgasm took hold and I emptied several huge loads into Vee's open soiled diaper. Then I collapsed on the bed, panting. After a few minutes I got up and walked over to my phone. I picked it up and sent a text to Spring, 'Hey you up?' 'About to go to bed, but yeah, what's up?' came the reply. I dialed the video chat function, but she didn't pick up. Instead, my phone rang and it was her. 'Hey is everything okay?' she asked sounding worried. 'Well,' I said, 'there is something that happened that I need to tell you about,' 'Oh?' she questioned back, 'is everyone alright? Is anyone hurt? Is it serious?' I thought a moment and said, 'um, no, nothing too serious, and no one is hurt.' 'Great,' Spring said, 'because I have something that happened that I have to tell you too.' Then she added, 'how about we have our talk this weekend and we can tell each other our stories.' 'I suppose that's fine,' I replied, 'I just hope you aren't going to be too mad at me.' 'Did you fuck someone?' Spring inquired. 'Not technically...' I said. 'Fine,' she said, 'then it sounds like we both have something interesting to tell each other.' A little pang of jealousy twisted in me right then, but I didn't press. 'Well as long as it isn't anything serious, and nobody is hurt, I suppose we can wait for the weekend,' I said. We wrapped up our conversation with a couple quick pleasantries, and I hung up the phone. I disposed of the soiled diapers on my bed and the floor, put on a pair of underwear, collapsed on my bed and drifted into a deep slumber. Meanwhile... Spring hung up the phone and put it down. She looked next to her in bed at Sarah who was there trying to keep silent while we talked. 'Well, the cat's soon to be out of the proverbial bag,' Spring said to Sarah. Spring leaned over and kissed Sarah deeply and passionately. Sarah moaned a little with pleasure and excitement. Then Spring pulled away, turned over on her side, and slid her diapered but up against Sarah's, so she could be spooned. Sarah obliged and spooned her bestie, and they both drifted off to sleep together, snuggled up cozily. To be continued...
  6. Last week, while at home I decided to wear a pair of women's cotton panties, instead of my usual boxer briefs. When the urge go got too great, I got in the tub, sat down, and peed into them on purpose.
  7. Spring filled up a hiking bag with all kinds of supplies, including canteens of water, the bag of pull-ups, towels and a spare change of clothes for each of us, just in case. We exited the house and locked up. Hand in hand, we made our way down the street, towards her favorite secluded hiking path at the end of the road. As we passed Sarah's house, she pointed it out to me. It was a little more modest than Spring's house, but still quite nice and on a decent sized property. A little ways further down the road, there was a sandy path between the trees, and Spring guided me up and onto the path. We walked for over two hours, holding and swinging our hands, talking, and taking big gulps out of our canteens. My bladder was already warning me that I would need to pee soon. I was enjoying the sensation of holding on, while we walked and talked all alone in the woods, when Spring turned to me and said, 'I really have to go pee, baby.' She slipped her hand under her dress and began petting her panties over her pull-up. 'If I don't go soon, I'm going to have an real accident,' she told me with a cute look on her face. I remember thinking what a lovely thought that was, and imagined Spring losing control and peeing all over herself. Spring broke into my reverie with a wonderful statement, 'On a pull-up hike, you can only pee how your partner says you should, as long as it's into your pull-up.' I was delighted to know I got to choose how this sexy, young diapered woman was going to wet herself. 'You better hurry,' she said, 'I'm about to do my naughty business right here if you don't tell me how you want me.' With urgency I turned over ideas in my head, settling on something fairly simple. 'Okay,' I said, 'That tree right there, I want you to extend your arms and with your hands lean against it with your butt facing me.' Spring complied. 'Now hike up the back of your dress and flip it over onto your back.' Spring complied. 'Now spread your legs good and wide, lean over a little more and make sure that cute butt of yours is sticking out.' Spring did what she was asked. 'I'm about to pee myself any moment,' Spring said with hint of worry in her voice, 'Is this how you want me to piss myself for you?' and she shook her cute butt back and forth a couple times. 'Almost,' I said and walked over until I was directly behind her. I reached out my hand and cupped the crotch of her yellow panties over her padding. 'You're a naughty, naughty girl,' I said to her, then added, '...now show me what a bad girl you are and wet yourself for me.' As she faced the tree, leaned against it with her outstretched hands, legs spread wide, and tush in the air, Spring gave a push to her pee muscles. No soon as she gave her bladder the command, a strong torrent of piss shot out of her pee-hole and into the fresh pull-up. Pee splashed around inside her padding, collecting in a pool of warm fluid around her crotch. I felt the fabric warming and expanding under my hand, and rubbed her crotch as she peed forcibly into her pull-up. These were high-quality pull-ups, and they held a lot, but they were no match for the volume of pee Spring had inside of her. I kept rubbing, and Spring moaned with relief as she released all the fluid she'd been holding on to. It was too much for the pull-up, and the pooled up liquid in her crotch exploded out both sides of her padding, dampening her yellow panties as I rubbed them. Spring continued to piss forcefully into her leaking pull-up, and warm piss cascaded out from under her damp panties, over my hand and falling on the earth below. She had been holding a lot, and her stream continued for a good while while I rubbed her crotch, enjoying her naughty display. As her stream began to subside I could see that a little had run down her legs and dampened her yellow thigh-high socks, but not a lot. Spring pushed out the last few drops into her leaky pull-up, and sighed, 'all done,' as I removed my hand and she stood up letting her dress fall back around her. Then she reached her hand under her dress and rubbed her damp yellow panties surveying the damage. She closed her eyes and smiled, pushing her warm damp padding against crotch as a bit more pee leaked out of her pull-ups. With her dress down I couldn't tell the naughty dampness that was hugging her crotch underneath her dress, besides a little bit of dampness on her socks. That could be anything, I thought, and Spring turned around to look directly into my eyes. 'Mmmm, that was fun,' she said smiling at me, 'how are you doing over there?' I involuntarily rubbed my cock through my shorts and the padding underneath. 'Bursting,' I said, and stared back into her eyes. 'Yay!' Spring exclaimed, 'now it's my turn to make you wet!' I nodded, hoping that she would hurry, because my bladder ached for release. 'Let's see, let's see...' Spring began, then asked, 'do you think you'll leak your pull-up?' I nodded, and began doing a bit of a potty-dance as my bladder kicked needing immediate relief. I would soon lose the battle if she didn't decided something for me quickly. 'There, you see that branch,' Spring said as she pointed to a very scalable oak tree nearby, 'I want you to climb that tree, get up on that branch, and hang your padded butt over the side of it.' Without any protest, I made my way to the tree, scaled it nimbly, and slid myself on the branch with my butt hanging over the side. As I was climbing the tree, I glanced over at Spring and she was pulling her dress over her head, and dropping it on the hiking bag I had propped against a tree when we stopped to play. Her breasts popped out, and I could see her pointy erect nipples. Then I watched her kick off her shoes, and slide off her socks, one-by-one. As I sat there curiously watching Spring strip down to her wet panties and pull-up, I had to use all my might to keep from losing the incredible amount of pee that was trying to push its way out. 'Hurry, I'm about to pee,' I told her, and she bounced her way over to me, stopping directly underneath my dangling tush, and looked up. 'I command you to wet your pants for me, right this instant!' Spring stated cutely, but also with authority. Instead of just relaxing, I pushed my pee muscles with all my might, and the floodgates opened immediately. A steady, forceful torrent of piss escaped my cock and splashed inside of my pull-ups. I let out a sigh of relief as I pushed the stream out with all my force. Spring looked up at my ass expectantly, and she saw the first signs of leakage as damp patches formed on my shorts on either side of my butt. Then it became too much for the hopeless pull-up, and fluid squirted out the sides of the crotch and into my shorts. With nothing to stop it, a waterfall erupted out of the back of my wet shorts, showering Spring with warm pee as she stood under me. Spring was wearing nothing but her damp yellow panties and full, leaky pull-up, and her perky tits bounced up and down and she played under the cascade of piss as if she were dancing naked in the rain. As I sat there pissing forcefully into my pull-up for a good while, I sighed again with satisfaction for finally having the chance to empty all the contents of my aching bladder. Once my bladder had finally emptied, and the last few drips dropped down onto Spring, she smiled from ear to ear. My pull-up had leaked, and my shorts and underwear were drenched, but otherwise I was feeling greatly relieved. In one motion I hopped down off the branch to the brush underneath, and turned to look at Spring. She was dripping wet, still smiling, and looking back at me. 'That was amazing!' she exclaimed and clapped her hands and bounced again. I reached into the bag and pulled out a towel and began to dry Spring off. After she was dry again, except for some dampness in her hair and her wet yellow panties and pull-up, I grabbed her in a longing embrace and kissed her passionately. We kissed for a few minutes, and caressed each other's damp bottoms. After our kiss Spring walked over and pulled her dress back over her, and laced on her sneakers, not bothering with the socks. She hadn't made a move to change her damp padding or panties, so I wasn't going to either. We packed up our things and started heading back down the trail towards the road, both of us smiling, and in damp bottoms and our leaky pull-ups. By the time we'd made it back to the road, we were mostly dry, enough so that I felt fine walking back to the house down the street in my wet pull-up under my now dry shorts. Spring walked besides me in her leaky pull-up, whistling, holding my hand, and seemingly without a care in the world. It was magical to be out doors in the sunlight with a gorgeous young woman, and both of us with a kinky secret under our clothes. When we arrived at the house, Spring let us both in, closed the door, and then draped her hands around my neck. Looking up into my eyes, she said, 'you're mine,' and began to kiss me again. On the walk back we had finished our canteens, and by the time we were kissing in the foyer, it had been another two hours and my bladder again ached for release. As we kissed, I didn't notice Spring kick off her shoes. In the middle of our passionate embrace, I had my hand under her dress and was squeezing the back of her mostly dry tush. Lost in the moment, and deep into enjoyment of our kiss, I didn't see that Spring had parted her legs slightly. I didn't even hear anything. Not until my fingers began registering a new dampness spreading around her panties, did I realize that she had begun filling her leaky pull-up, once more. As we embraced I slid my hand around to her crotch and began rubbing, as warm pee rolled over my fingers and either onto the floor, or down her legs. She pissed with abandon as we kissed, and I enjoyed all the sensations I was feeling in my mouth and my hand. As her stream started to subside, I gave my own pee muscles a push, and a jet of pee escaped into my soggy pull-up. Quickly, I kicked off my shoes, and as I relaxed, a slow, steady stream of piss was escaping me, and filling the crotch of my pull-up. I moaned a little with relief, and Spring realized she was missing the show. She slid her hand down to my crotch, and was rewarded as she felt the dampness soaking into my mostly dried shorts. Rivulets of pee cascaded out of my pull-up and down my legs adding to Springs puddle on the floor. I peed into my leaky pull-up slowly for a long while, and by the time my stream finally came to a stop, my shorts were completely soaked. Spring was loving it, and squeezed and rubbed my cock through my shorts and pull-ups, causing more liquid to leak out of them. It was wonderful. When we were both done, Spring pulled off my t-shirt, and threw it on the puddle. Then she grabbed my hand and led me down to the basement to get cleaned up. We stepped out of our wet clothes and disposed of our soiled pull-ups. In the shower we bathed each other and caressed as we enjoyed the warmth and steam. As we bathed I turned to Spring and said, 'I've got to work in the morning, and I still have a two hour drive ahead of me. As magical as this weekend has been, I'm afraid I must take my leave of you.' Spring looked up at me longingly and said, 'I understand. I have class in the morning, myself.' I then said, 'I don't want to impose, but I'd like to come back next weekend if that's okay...' Spring beamed and said, 'I'll be counting down the minutes,' and kissed me warmly. I knew I had fallen for her, and figured that she'd be on my mind constantly all week. After our shower and as we were toweling off, Spring turned to me and asked, 'will you diaper me before you leave?' and fluttered her eyes at me, cutely. My heart melted. 'Of course, baby, I wouldn't have it any other way,' I stated. Spring grabbed me by the hand and walked me out of the bathroom to the changing area. I laid her naked body on the table, slid a fresh diaper with floral print on it under her bum, and began to rub powder all over her crotch, tush and legs. After that, I pulled the front of her diaper up and over her lady-parts, and fastened it snuggly with the tapes. Spring reached her hands down to survey her fresh, snug padding, and I gave her diapered crotch a few rubs for good measure. As I lifted her up and off the table, I slid a tight cartoon-print t-shirt onto her. Then, she asked me if I wanted to be diapered for my ride home. Inwardly I was screaming, 'yes please!' but I shook my head instead. 'Best to act like a big boy for a while, and just wear underwear, I suppose,' I said. Spring flashed a cute frown at me, but didn't protest. 'Besides, my pissy cock will be back here for your enjoyment before you know it,' I assured her. Spring smiled. I collected my things, and Spring, wearing nothing but a t-shirt and fresh, snug diaper, guided me up the stairs and to the foyer, where several of our puddles still were. 'Don't worry about the mess, I'll clean it up,' Spring said, and kissed me as I stood next to the front door. 'Thank you, for the most incredible weekend I've ever had,' I told her with joy in my eyes. 'No, no,' Spring said, 'the pleasure was definitely all mine,' and she flashed one of her gorgeous smiles at me. In my mind, I disagreed, but didn't want to argue. I smiled back and said, 'see you next Friday night.' As I twisted the knob and opened the door to leave, Spring added, 'you better!' I smiled back, and then turned to leave, only looking back once. I saw Spring wave at me, as I got in the car and started it up. I was half way down the driveway when it dawned on me, I forgot to get her number. I pulled back up and Spring watched me return looking puzzled. 'Did you forget something?' she asked. 'Yeah, baby, yo digits,' I said in a joking way. Spring walked her diapered butt over, reached through the window and snatched my phone out of my hand. She punched in her contact info, and handed it back to me through the window. 'Call me tonight, if you like,' Spring said. 'I might just do that,' I responded. I drove off, and the entire drive home I thought about all the wonderful experiences I'd had over the past 48 hours. It was so surreal in my mind. About two hours later, when I pulled up to my apartment, I was dying to piss. 'I should have warn that diaper', I said out loud to no one in particular. I parked, grabbed my things, and bolted for the door. I made it inside just in time, and only a small squirt or two had escaped into my underwear. I potty-danced to the bathroom, pulled out my cock, and aimed it at the toilet. 'This doesn't feel right,' I thought, and slid my cock back into my shorts. I kicked off my shoes, stepped into the tub, and spread my legs while I stood and my bladder ached. Quickly I retrieved my phone from my pocket and dialed Spring's number. She picked up on the first ring saying, 'hi there, naughty boy, are you home?' I replied, 'yes, but I leaked a little into my underwear as I was getting home. Now I'm standing in the tub, and there's a small wet patch on my shorts.' Spring's crotch dampened with something other than pee at the sound of that. 'Are you going to wet yourself, bad boy?' Spring asked. 'Yes, baby, I'm about to pee on myself like a naughty boy,' I told her. 'Pee your pants for me, bad boy,' Spring urged. As I unclenched, pee rushed out of my cock and into the fabric of my underwear and shorts. 'I'm peeing for you,' I said. Spring replied, 'good, and I'm peeing for you, baby,' as she pushed on her pee muscles and her diaper filled with warm, fresh pee. We sighed in unison, as we emptied our respective bladders into our garments. After we were finished, I sat down in the tub, but didn't fill it. Instead I sat there as we talked into the late-night hours and each continued to leak into our wet bottoms, whenever we felt an urge. It was one in the morning when we finally hung up the phone. My shorts and underwear were drenched. I ran a shower and pealed off my soiled clothing. After the shower I walked to my room, set the alarm, collapsed on the bed, and drifted off the sleep. I slept like a baby, minus the diaper, all the while thinking that something was missing around my hips. To be continued...
  8. I made it back to work today, so I guess I'm doing better. Thanks! I hope you got over your ickiness, too! No more making anyone wait, I'm going to publish the next chapter tonight (after I give it one more read-through). The next 3 chapters might be my favorite. The pull-up hike, and then temptation occurs for both the main character and Spring. Unfortunately (okay, maybe not for everyone) one of my characters wants to try messing. They're making a liar out of me, because my original post in the story says no messing. Oh well, let's see what happens.
  9. So I had covid, and have been out of work the past week. While that really sucks, it allowed me a lot of time to write. Something about the fever I had really had me going, creatively. I've already crossed the 40k word mark on this story, with at least six more chapters to publish. I'm trying to space out publishing chapters, so as not to overwhelm anyone. That being said, I'll be dropping the next chapter soon. I'm so happy people are enjoying a peak into my kinky mind. Stay wet, people.
  10. I typically order Abena M-4s from Amazon. They aren't prettied up like AB diapers, but they are less crinkly and hold at least two good wettings.
  11. It was Sunday morning, and we both stirred into wakefulness simultaneously, still in our cuddling position on her bed. Spring removed the pacifier from her mouth and said, 'Good morning, Sunshine,' as she rubbed my morning wood under the sunshine print of my cool, soaked diaper. 'Mmmm,' she moaned, 'this feels nice, just laying here with you. I don't want to get up yet, and I really have to pee!' I, too, was in absolute need to relieve my aching bladder. I slid her up a bit on me, until our faces were were close, and Spring looked up into my eyes. As I looked back at her, I said, 'I really have to go too, but I want to hold it a little longer, it kinda feels nice.' With that Spring finished crawling over me until she was laying directly on top of me, and our soggy diapers were pressing against each other. Spring lowered her lips onto mine. We locked in a long, passionate kiss, while we each respectively felt our bladders kicking for release. We made out a while longer, and rolled around on the bed. Being as full as we were was making our special parts extra sensitive to touch. Spring rolled me on my back, put her hands on my shoulders and lifted her torso off of me into a sitting/leaning position, and began to grind her womanhood against my manhood through the padding. Spring's grinding intensified as waves of pleasure erupted from her extra-sensitive area, all over her body. Her breathing became accelerated and more intense, as she leaned in with her hips, and ground in heavy over my cock through the padding. It was like she was fucking me right through the diaper. Spring's clit was on fire inside of her padding, as the friction of the firm, damp material inside her diaper made constant contact with her erect nub. Cute little moans turned to squeals, as she ferociously intensified her grinding. With my hands on her diapered ass, I was guiding her exactly over my entire cock, while the damp padding inside my own diaper slid up and down the skin of my sensitive manhood with enough friction to send waves of pleasure through me. It was as close to sex as we'd come, and I was loving every moment of it. As Spring's squeals became louder, I knew she was going to cum right there in her diaper. I was completely enjoying the moment, but I also knew my own orgasm was far off, as hers began to overtake her. 'Pee yourself for me,' Spring said, almost begging and she worked her clit inside her diaper grinding hard and heavy against me. I really had to go, but I was worried I couldn't, because I was so hard. I pushed my pee muscles, and amazingly my aching bladder gave up it's hold and I felt fluid enter my cock and make its way to the tip. 'I'm about to go,' I told her, as I gave a final push, releasing a couple spurts into my diaper. 'I'm going, I'm peeing!' I exclaimed as the floodgates opened and pee began escaping in a torrent into the cool damp padding of my diaper. I felt a wonderful warmth spreading in my crotch as Spring began to scream. She ground herself against me, fucking me as hard as she could through the thick padding, as her climax arrived. A thick jet of warm juices came out of Spring and soaked into her diaper as she collapsed onto me, panting and shaking. 'I'm...cumm...mming...' she said as involuntarily convulsions rocked her. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her, as the stream in my diaper trickled and then stopped. Her convulsions eventually stopped as well, and after a few moments and still breathing heavy, she said, '...and now I really have to pee!' Spring lifter herself to her hands and knees, and crawling, turning herself around in the bed so that her face was up against the fresh warmth of my diapered cock, and her diapered lady-parts were hovering over my face. Without warning, a loud hiss erupted directly in front of me, and with her cheek on my diaper, and butt in the air over my face, she let out a long, 'aaaaaahhhh...' I reached up and pulled her hips gently down, until her diaper was resting against my face, as she forcefully pissed into her padding. I felt the warmth spreading all around my face, and felt the fabric expanding and drooping down on my cheeks and forehead, as well. Her bladder was very full from holding throughout the night while she slept, and her stream lasted a good while, as her piss pooled in the bottom of her diaper spreading delicious warmth around her crotch and bum. Spring made another cute sound, as the rest of the fluid inside of her released into her sodden diaper, because she was enjoying peeing herself directly over my face. I was in bliss, as well. When she'd finished warming my face, she crawled back around, and snuggled up next to me again. 'How about we get little more sleep, before we begin our adventure today?' 'Okay,' I said and smiled knowing I was too aroused to sleep right then, but wanted to enjoy the snuggles of this diapered beauty clinging to my body. As I laid there thinking about what the day might have in store, I enjoyed the snuggles, and the warmth in my freshly soaked diaper, and daydreamed. I thought about what a 'pull-up hike' was, and although it seemed fairly obvious, I knew that amazing, kinky young woman was full of surprises. Time passed as I rolled over possible scenarios in my mind. Spring snored a little, and I couldn't help thinking that coming from her, even that was cute. Spring didn't sleep long, and we both got up, disposed of our soiled diapers, and took turns doing our morning 'business.' Then we showered together, taking our time and enjoying each other's naked bodies. We each toweled off, and walked out of the bathroom. Back in the bedroom, Spring walked her naked butt over to the cabinet, reached in, and pulled out a pack of pull-ups. She placed the package on the bed, and pulled two out, handing me one. 'Here, try this on,' she said, and I stepped into the leg holes, and slid the pull-up snuggly over my hips. Maybe it was a little constricting, but I didn't mind, as the pleasurable sensation of being padded again washed over me. Spring also stepped into hers, slid it snuggly into place over her hips, and rubbed on the padding a little. Apparently she was also feeling pleasurable sensations, as she rubbed and squeezed her freshly diapered crotch. Spring went to the dresser and gathered her garments. She slid on a pair of yellow panties over her pull-up. Then she slid on a light-colored, floral sundress, and pulled it down. Next she slid on a pair of yellow thigh-high socks (which matched her panties), and finally she laced up some black cross-trainers. She looked over herself in the mirror, posing left and then right, and several times she hiked up her skirt in the front and the back to check how her yellow panties looked over her snug padding. 'I don't need to tell you these don't hold nearly as much,' Spring said, and I explained that I'd had plenty of experience wearing and wetting (and leaking) pull-ups. She then rummaged in a closet and found a t-shirt, underwear, cargo shorts, and a pair of sneakers, and handed them to me. I dressed, happy the underwear completely covered my pull-up, and looked at myself in the mirror once I was done. Satisfied, I turned to Spring, who smiled and took my hand. Spring walked me down to the kitchen and made us some coffee, and took out some cereal. We downed the coffee, and were almost finished with our cereal when there was a knock at the door. Spring and I both bolted up and made our way to the door. She peeped outside and saw Sarah standing there in a black skirt that came to her mid-thighs, a cute button-down blouse and sandals. Spring opened the door wide and said, 'Hey you!' They embraced warmly, and I noticed Sarah gave Spring an extra tight squeeze as she hugged her. As Sarah pulled away from Spring, she looked over at me and said, 'well, it looks like you two had a good day yesterday, if you're still here,' and Sarah smiled and winked at me. Flushed with embarrassment, I managed to smile back, and say, 'yes, I think it's been an amazing weekend, so far.' I looked at Spring and smiled, which she returned then looked down with a little embarrassment of her own. 'You'll have to tell me all about it, every little detail,' Sarah said and she extended her hands behind each of us and ushered us inside. Spring and I shared an embarrassed glance at one another, and hoped that Sarah wasn't actually being serious. Once back inside we sat around the breakfast bar for another hour sipping coffee and chatting, but not of Spring and I's exploits. Instead Sarah began to confide to Spring the reason she'd walked over, that her and John were having issues. For Spring it wasn't anything new. She'd spent a lot of time listening to Sarah, and her often failed or failing relationships. Sarah was the monogamous type, but seemed to never be able to find someone who she really jived with for any length of time. It seemed every six months to a year she was back in Spring's ear talking about the troubles with her current boyfriend. Sarah talked for a while, and listening to her story of what happened after John and her left yesterday was confirming the negative feeling I had about him. Through her descriptions of his behavior, he was sounding more like a narcissistic prick, than someone who deserved the affection of a fun, beautiful, and loyal young woman, like Sarah. I remember balling up my fist at some point, because I was imagining punching him in the face for being so careless and mean toward Sarah. She began to sob a little as she described their argument, and how he shoved her afterwards. Spring said, 'that's it, you're dumping that bastard this week!' and grabbed Sarah's hand to console her. Spring then pulled Sarah close as she wept into her shoulder. 'Okay, you're right,' Sarah said, when she could finally choke down her tears and pulled herself away from Spring. 'He doesn't deserve me, and so I guess that means back to the singles section.' Sarah said, but somewhat dejectedly. 'Atta-girl,' Spring said to her, and she rubbed Sarah's shoulders. Then Spring followed up, 'You'll be back in the saddle in no time, you'll see.' Sarah looked up into Springs comforting eyes, and smiled sheepishly. 'Yeah, but will it be with who I really want?' Sarah thought to herself. As I sat there listening, I began to feel pangs in my bladder, that I would need to pee soon. I had almost forgot about the pull-up I was wearing, and smiled a bit as the thought of pissing myself re-entered my mind. But, Sarah was here too, and although they were best friends, I didn't know how much they shared together about sexual or kinky stuff. I was also curious about what kind of predicament Spring was in with all the coffee we'd just drank. It was then Spring stood up and exclaimed, 'I know what we all need. Slushees!! You two wait here and I'll be right back.' With that she got up, grabbed her keys and bag, and walked out the front door, before either of us had a chance to respond. Sarah and I looked at each other, shrugged and laughed in unison. 'I love that girl,' Sarah said and giggled, now that she had been feeling better after unloading her worries. 'Yeah, she's pretty great,' I added. I still very much needed to pee, and the feeling was growing stronger by the minute. Unsure of what to do sitting there across from Sarah, I did my best to push the thought out of my mind. What would Spring think if I let go and wet myself in front of her best friend...who had yet to show any indication that she was good with anything about Spring and I's shared kink. I mean, they had hung out in public while Spring wore a diaper all night at the festival, but did Sarah even know that she'd used them...and how she'd soaked through several other since Sarah was last over here. As much as I kept trying to put my predicament out of my mind, thoughts kept rushing back to me, and desperation was taking hold. To pass the time and get my mind off my situation, I decided to probe Sarah a bit about Spring. During the course of our previous chats, Spring had informed me a lot about her current life, like that she was in college learning Computer Science. But, besides some other likes and dislikes she'd shared, I knew very little about her or her past beyond that. I asked Sarah, 'So how does Spring live in this big fancy house all by herself?' Sarah inhaled, and then began a monologue explaining much about Spring and her life. For Sarah it began in middle school when they met. Sarah's family had just moved from another state, down the block from Spring. Since they rode the bus together and got off on the same exit, they became fast friends, and had been nearly inseparable since. They had sleep-overs, played dress-up, studied together, went out on the town together, and even vacationed together. They graduated high school together, but decided on different colleges on opposite sides of town, because Sarah's field of study was Journalism. She said that Spring's mom was an angel, and that everyone really loved her dad. Unfortunately, he was a super busy man, always on the go, and it was rare he had time for sharing with his wife and daughter. But, about the time Spring started college, her dad finally retired, and they had plenty of time to bond and enjoy each others company. Spring's dad had loved finance, as well as being a computer scientist, and discovered and started mining Bitcoin in the early days of the protocol. He always had a good paying job, and never sold any of his coins he mined. In retirement, he was well-off, and such a joy to be around. That was until the accident. At the time, Spring was nineteen, and a young adult, and her parents planed the cross-country trip they'd talked about for years. Now with a a grown child, they could finally go on a trip together, just the two of them. They packed and left Spring home alone to her studies, and trekked off on their two-month exploration, just the two of them. Spring got the call exactly two months later. Her parents had finished their trip and were racing to get back home to their own beds, when the unthinkable happened. About 20 minutes from their house, the police said they think he must have dozed off at the wheel, and didn't see the semi-truck stopped ahead of them. Sarah said that she liked to think they died quickly and in their sleep. All of the photos they'd taken on their trip survived, and it was obvious by the pictures that they'd had the time of their lives. Sarah had a tear in her eye as she recalled and retold the story. I could tell that Sarah really missed them, too. Spring didn't take the news well at all, and Sarah was glad she was there for her to pull her back from the edge several times. It was around that time that Spring began wetting herself a lot. Sarah would be over chatting with Spring on the couch, and Spring would just let go, mid conversation, and pee all over herself. She would often sit in the puddle of her own piss for hours, re-wetting herself whenever she felt the urge. Sarah would help her clean up and shower at first, until slowly Spring started to come around and take care of her puddles and wet clothes herself. She thought at some point she stopped trying to use the toilet all together, for anything other than to poop. As Sarah described all that, realization crept over me, as the story of her how her kink had become so intense for Spring. Her kink was connected to her parent's passing, and that might be something she never got over. I sat there listening to Sarah intently. She had love in her voice as she laid out her friend's life-story. I recalled thinking how fortunate they were to have each other, and love each other so much. It was like they were sisters, but weren't. I was so lost in her story, that the urge to pee had left my mind, but as Sarah talked about Spring's decent into wetting herself daily, I was quickly reminded about my own very pressing need. Sitting down was not an ideal position to wet a pull-up in, I knew, as half the padding ready to hold all my fluid was pressed against the seat. Sarah paused for a moment from her story, and we locked eyes. I remembered feeling incredibly attracted to her in that moment, but quickly became distracted as a spurt of pee escaped my cock and sprayed against the inside of my pull-up. Sitting there across from Sarah, I was losing my battle, but also becoming aroused knowing that she was completely unaware of what I had going on underneath my cargo shorts. As Sarah was about continue to tell the story, I gave in to the ache in my bladder and decided to try to pee enough to reduce the pressure. Staring at Sarah's face, and trying not to make any faces of my own, I gave my bladder the signal to let go. But, I wasn't ready for what happened next. The damn burst inside of my snug pull-up, and a torrent of piss erupted from the tip of my cock. I was helplessly wetting my pull-up as I sat there, and there was no way to stop it. I was hoping she wouldn't hear the audible hiss that was coming from under the table, because I surely could hear it. Sarah cocked her head a little, as if she was hearing something, then apparently dismissed it, as she prepared to continue to retell the rest of the story of Spring. I glanced down at my crotch for a moment, and was dismayed when I saw damp spots forming in the front of my shorts. Then I felt some dampness around my crotch and ass, as I knew the pull-up had reached capacity, and was overflowing out into my underwear and shorts. I sat there across from Sarah, hopelessly pissing myself for a good while, trying not to look conspicuous. With nothing else I could do, and with my stream finally subsiding and coming to a stop, I resigned to sit there in my warm, soggy pull-up and puddle of piss hidden by the table, and let Sarah finish her story. Sarah continued by telling me about Steve, Spring's boyfriend at the time her parents passed. He was a great guy, and very devoted to Spring. He and Sarah took turns staying with her through the worst of it, and he was very helpful with her new lifestyle of being too lazy to get up and use the toilet. Even as Spring got better, and started to have a life again, she never gave up on peeing on herself. Eventually that led her to diapers, and Spring has been this way ever since. Steve was great, but eventually began to lose interest as he saw she wasn't going to change her bathroom habits. Steve had tried to make himself like and share Spring's kink with her, but it never did anything for him. They later broke up amicably, and eventually he moved across the country for a new job. She explained all the clothes I was wearing (...had wet myself in) were originally his that he left behind. The whole picture was becoming clear to me. That poor young woman I thought, such a tragedy. Sarah had told me what I wanted to know, and then we were silent and just looking at one another. My mind kept drifting to my damp shorts and the puddle I was sitting in. I was at a loss for words, and what to do. It was then the front door swung open and Spring bounced in with a cup-tray full of slushees for each of us. Spring came over to where we were sitting, and from her elevated view she could look down at me from over the table. First we made eye contact, and then her eyes went wide for a second as she looked down and saw the condition of my crotch. A smiled crossed her face, as understanding washed over her, and she knew how stuck I was at that moment. Spring handed us each our slushees, and then grabbed Sarah by the hand, lifting her off the chair. 'Bye,' I said to Sarah, as Spring ushered her into the living room to chat alone for a few minutes. I just sat there ruminating on Sarah's story, unable to move while there was someone else in the house. Eventually I heard the front door open, then close, and then Spring re-entered the room. 'You bad, bad boy,' Spring started, 'you peed all over yourself in front of my bestie,' and she plopped down in front of me were Sarah had been, and grabbed both of my hands. 'Whatever shall I do with you? A punishment, maybe?' she said, and my heart skipped a beat. 'I'm sorry, I couldn't help it, I had an accident,' I said. 'I'm sure you did, you naughty boy,' she replied, and a devilish look came over her face. Spring stood up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me up off of my puddle. She grabbed two kitchen towels and threw one over the puddle I'd made, then escorted me to the foyer. I wasn't sure, but I thought I could see she was doing a bit of a potty-dance. Spring had me lay down on the ground on the floor of the foyer. There I laid, stretched out on the floor, in wet shorts and a leaky pull-up, wondering what was to come next. Spring stood over me, straddling my hips, and lowered herself into a squat. She hiked up her dress, and I could see her yellow panties with the pull-up underneath dangling over my damp crotch. 'Here's a little pay-back for my naughty boy,' Spring said, then closed her eyes to concentrate. After a few moments, and loud hiss emanated from underneath her yellow panties, and I could tell she was pissing forcibly into her pull-up. Spring smiled as she had her dress hiked, squatting over me, delivering a torrent of pee into her expanding padding. I stared directly at her crotch as a corner of her yellow panties began to dampen. Spring was only about half-way done emptying her bladder, when fluid shot out the leg of her pull-up, and fell in a river down to my crotch, thoroughly soaking my cargo shorts. It felt like a whole minute that Spring squatted there over me blissfully pissing into her pull-up, while it leaked out onto me, forming a puddle around my ass. It was glorious, and I was in heaven. Spring's stream eventually subsided, and she stood up and let her dress fall down. I could see up into her short dress at the damp, soiled panties she was now wearing over her leaky pull-up, but surveying there was no other obvious damage to her clothes. Mine, on the other hand, were deliciously soiled. 'That's what you get, bad boy, and it serves you right,' Spring said smiling. She lifted me up off the floor and threw the other kitchen towel down on the puddle she just made. I resisted the temptation to reach my hand under her dress and start petting her over her damp yellow panties, but man did I want to. My cock was raging again inside my soaked, constricting pull-up. Spring could read some of this on my face and said, 'There, there, naughty boy, they'll be plenty of time for all that. Now let's get cleaned up and go for a hike.' I followed her downstairs to the basement, and disregarding the state we'd left it in the night before, we made our way to the changing station. For me, I needed a complete change. Spring, realizing she'd left her box of pull-ups on the bed upstairs, took her leave for a few minutes to gather supplies. When she returned she was giddily sucking on her pacifier, and holding clothes and the bag of pull-ups. Setting them down, she slowly undressed me, then she removed my wet pull-up, and laid me down on the changing station. She took a great deal of time and care cleaning me, and I laid there enjoying the special attention. Spring grabbed a new pull-up and slid it over my feet, up my legs, and as I lifted my butt off the table she pulled it snuggly around my hips. Spring produced new underwear, cargo shorts, and a shirt for me to wear. The sneakers were still fine. After I was fully clothed, I turned my attention to her. I had Spring hike up her dress, and laid her down on the changing station. I removed her sneakers one by one. Then I slowly slid her pull-up and panties down her legs, taking special care not to let the dampness of them soak into her sexy yellow thigh-high socks. I was able to get her pull-up off without ruining any of her other clothes, and then I took my time wiping and cleaning all around her lady-parts, ass and the top of her legs. Satisfied I grabbed a fresh pull-up, and slid it over her feet, and up her legs. Spring lifter her butt, so I could slide the padding up snuggly around her hips and crotch. She reached down and surveyed the fresh, snug padding around her crotch, and smiled at me. Then I grabbed the fresh yellow panties she's retrieved and repeated the process sliding them over her feet and legs, and around her hips and she lifted her bum for me. Finally I slid her sneakers on, one-by-one, and tied the laces. Finished, I stood her up and Spring did a happy twirl in her pretty dress. Removing the pacifier from her mouth, she looked me and said, 'Let's get our supplies together, and head out, baby.' 'Sounds like a plan, baby,' I replied. To be continued...
  12. Heck yeah! This hits me right in the happy feels. Several more chapters are written, and the next one will be posted soon. Stay tuned.
  13. Me too! I've written several more chapters, but still haven't gotten there yet, lol. Lots of steamy stuff to come in the mean time, though. Sex is better with a little foreplay, am I right?
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