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  1. 👑 The Trinket By Horatio Husky Commissioned by Hunter Chapter One The Will Hunter sighed as his mother, who he was currently on the phone with, continued to drawl about the contractual obligations he now had to abide by. His great aunt, or now his late great aunt, had left him a few things in her will that came with a few specific rules. The fennec fox had barely known her, other than seeing her at a Christmas party and once during Thanksgiving when he was very young. She was not really even his aunt, being an in-law and a cheetah to boot. He had heard a few stories about her, some from his mother who had always spoken about her with a degree of awe mixed with disapproval. Whether or not she was even really his aunt in-law was in question sometimes, but her presence in the family was nevertheless appreciated, if not coveted. She had been an Egyptianologist, but not the kind that mostly stays on the campus of a university. Accused several times of being no better than a bounty hunter with a college degree, she would often beguile whoever cared to listen at the taverns and bars she was often found at about her great adventures in the middle east. There were usually many stories told and drinks bought during such evenings. Her alcoholism aside, she had apparently kept up her taste for adventuring into abandoned tombs and caves right up until the very end. They never recovered her, but enough time had passed where her body had been declared lost and her vast collection of artifacts reclaimed by the museums and universities. Judging from their hasty reclamation of such items, they had been waiting for exactly such an opportunity as her disappearance. They had claimed most of the artifacts, at least. “So like, dumb it down for me a bit, Mom?” Hunter asked, a slight note of exasperation coloring his tone of voice as one of his large ears flicked to the side in irritation. It was his mother’s turn to sigh, which was followed up by a response. “You just can’t sell any of the stuff. You’re supposed to keep it as if it were a family heirloom. There’s some evidence to support that this does belong to us give or take a hundred generations.” Hunter replied back. “Right, don’t sell. Just keep it. Anything else?” “Not until they go through the rest of her possessions and check her records. You might be getting some money too, but that’ll take a while.” Right… After the state takes its hefty cut… Hunter thought to himself, but he did his best to keep his sense of sarcasm out of the conversation. “Great, thanks Mom.” “Of course honey, was there anything else you wanted to know about Auntie Tare?” Hunter, knowing that this would probably prolong the conversation for another good hour, shook his head before realizing that his mother could not see his reaction. He cleared his throat before he spoke. “Hrm… No, no. I think I’m good for now, still… Processing and all that. I’ll talk to you later Mom.” “Okay sweetie, let me know what’s in the box. It looks mysterious!” “Yeah, I will. Love you Mom.” “Love you sweetie, bye bye now.” The line went silent, and Hunter put his phone down on the table with a sigh of relief. As silence enveloped the apartment, interrupted only by the soft hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen, the fennec’s gaze drifted over to the box that sat in front of him on the dining room table. The word that could describe the wooden container could only be described as ornate. Carvings of Egyptian hieroglyphs laced with what he suspected was gold lining on the borders of the miniature crate gave the appearance of a most valuable item being stored inside. The wood had been treated with oil, and with great care as well. Part of him wondered if the box might be empty, as the container itself looked relatively valuable. Whatever it was, he was not surprised that his aunt had mentioned that he was not allowed to sell it. I’d probably make a pretty penny off of it too… Hunter mused to himself, as he pushed his chair back and stood up, only to crouch in front of the box in order to more closely examine its decor. He was not literate in Egyptian hieroglyphs, nor was he particularly interested in learning more about them. History had always bored the little fox, and despite having a renowned, though estranged, Egyptologist in the family it never sparked the same fascination and excitement as it did in Aunt Tare. Well, might as well have a look then. Reaching forward, he undid the clasp on the front of the box and pushed the lid open. Its hinges worked silently, and Hunter immediately noted that the entire inside of the box was laced with a vibrant, purple velvet. Amidst the swathes of cloth, Hunter beheld a palm sized brooch made of a mixture of dulled copper and gold. Marveling at it, the fennec’s eyes widened as he scanned its surface. The fennec picked it up with a paw and noted its significant weight. Equipped with a pin which Hunter presumed was intended to keep a cloak around a traveler’s shoulders, Hunter turned the brooch over and let out a surprised breath. The ornament had been placed upside down in its container, and it was studded with several small jewels with one large piece in its center. Peering closely at them, it took Hunter a moment to realize that they were opals. In the center of the metal disk, the largest of the opals was oval in shape. It gleamed as if freshly polished when it caught the last of the afternoon sun streaming from Hunter’s half shuttered window. A small scratch in the center of the opal was the only blemish on the piece, revealing the rainbow colored insides of the gem that refracted in ever changing patterns of color as he turned it over. Strangely, despite the fact that it had been sitting in the box ever since it had been delivered to his doorstep inside of its own, discrete cardboard container, the brooch was warm to the touch. And it felt like it was getting warmer. “It’s… pretty…” Hunter said lamely, to no one in particular. His initial curiosity had been sated, and he was now coming to the conclusion that he really had no use for the gem-encrusted display piece other than to perhaps show it off for his friends. The more he thought about it, being the owner of such a valuable piece now might mean that he would have to take insurance out on it. Great… Another responsibility… The fennec thought grimly to himself. Hunter was about to set the artifact down, when the opal flashed catching his eyes. Blinking, he looked down at the gem and wondered if he had imagined the sudden luminescence that had come from the piece. Gingerly, he brought it back up to his eyes and peered closely at the scratch on the gem’s surface to see if he had missed some refractive angle inside of the opal’s crack. Seeing that there was nothing he could immediately detect, he placed the brooch back down in its comfortable bed, this time right side up with the opal facing the ceiling of his apartment. He thought about where he should put the box, glancing around his apartment and seeing now apparent free space where he might rest it. I’ll probably just chuck it into my closet or something… His stomach rumbled, reminding him that his mother’s phone call had caused him to miss lunch at a reasonable hour. Closing the box, he decided to put his inheritance out of his mind for the time being. Padding over to his closet, he picked out his jacket and fumbled the keys to his apartment out of the bowl they rested in. I’m kind of hankering for some chicken… He thought to himself, his mind already beginning to drift away from the strange set of rocks that were now his, now and forever. He did, however, check twice that he had locked the door to his apartment before bounding down the staircase leading to the lobby of his apartment complex.
  2. “It’s nice to finally come over and take a load off after such a long week.” Minato Aqua took her shoes off and stretched her limbs in all directions. “Can you believe it Shion? They actually expect me to do maid stuff like cleaning the dishes and mopping the floor! I can’t do that! I’m a gamer maid!” “I don’t know, I feel like the title of ‘maid’ probably has something to do with it. People tend to do more in life than just play Apex, you know?” Murasaki Shion giggled to herself as she scanned her best friend from head to toe. She had invited the cotton candy-haired girl over for the weekend under the guise of being “a weekend for the girls.” However, the petite witch had much more devilish things planned. She had been browsing her spell books for new and inventive ways to prank others, but the one she found last week took the cake. “There’s no way I could turn down the ability to trap her in a diaper. She’d look way too cute! Plus, it’d give me a little leverage over her for a while,” Shion thought to herself as her giggle morphed into laughter. “What’s so funny?” Aqua pouted. “I don’t think that my profession is that humorous!” “I suppose you’re right,” Shion replied. “Btw, wanna get into some new clothes? I doubt you wanna wear that maid outfit all weekend.” She grabbed Aqua out of her seat and stood her up in front of her. “Yeah, that’d be nice. You told me not to bring any clothes though. What am I gonna wear?” “Don’t worry about that. I learned a new spell that can change a person’s clothes to whatever they want!” The bratty girl tried her best not to laugh at her blatant lie as the other girl beamed with excitement. “Really?! That’s so cool! You’d never have to buy clothes again! I guess your magic is useful for something after all,” Aqua joked before extending her arms outwards. “What are you waiting for? Light me up!” “Sure thing, baby girl.” Shion mumbled the last part of her sentence as she waved her wand and prepared to cast the spell. Normally she’d need to be touching the subject for these kinds of spells, but this one was based off of line of sight, making it easy to target the girl standing eagerly in front of her. Taking a deep breath and channeling her energy, she uttered, “Infantilia Morphessia.” A bright light emitted from Shion’s wand, blinding both girls momentarily, causing them to close their eyes. Shion was first to open them, however, as she was greeted with the sight of her success. Aqua was devoid of all clothes, save a large, poofy paper diaper. “Shion, what happened? I feel- AIIIIIHHHHHHHH!” The maid cut herself off as her eyes opened and she looked downwards, revealing her embarrassing state of dress. “HAHAHAHA, it worked!” Shion laughed as Aqua screamed in her own humiliation. However, it wasn’t very soon until the witch noticed a soft and crumply object between her own legs. “Huh?! No way!” Shion looked down at herself to reveal she had ended up cursing herself as well. “B-but how?” Shion looked around in a panicked state before her eyes grew three sizes. Slightly behind Aqua’s right-hand side was a full body mirror, of which Shion could see herself clearly. “No, no, no, this can’t be happening!” “Ughhhh, why won’t it come off?!” The other girl was not on the ground, desperately trying with all her might to pull or rip the infantile padding off her, but the garment resisted every attempt as if it were magic. “Shion, what did you do?” “Shit, it wasn’t supposed to happen like this,” the silver-haired girl cursed, facing her friend with a grimace on her face. “We’re trapped in these until I can find a way out.” “WHAT?!” Aqua got on her knees and grabbed Shion by her waist. “What do you mean?” “Only you were supposed to be hit by the spell, and I was gonna baby you for the weekend. The diapers can only be taken off by someone who isn’t cursed. But, since I got myself too, neither of us can take the diapers off of ourselves or each other.” “You’re kidding me. What now then? You don’t expect us to just sit here and use this diaper, do you?” “Just give me some time, I’m gonna figure something out.” With that, Shion buried herself in her spell book. “Well hurry up. I… have to pee…” Aqua shifted her legs a little at the end of her statement. Shion scowled, feeling a twinge in her own bladder as well. “HURRY UP!” “I’m trying!” Shion snapped back. It had been an hour, and both girls were now bouncing back-and-forth, doing their own potty dances as they desperately tried to hold their pee. The witch-girl had it worse, having to deal with finding a way to undo the spell, Aqua’s rambling, and her bladder all at the same time. “Ah, there it is!” She had finally found a spell that could work. The wording was unclear, but it seemed to be a “spell of sharing”. She didn’t quite get it, but it sounded like she could take her own curse and push it onto Aqua. “Do it already then!” Aqua was bouncing so much it looked almost like an idol step. “Of course,” Shion said with a smirk. This time, the spell was just one word. Grabbing her wand again, Shion incanted another spell. “Synegendo.” “Whoa!” Aqua yelped. The room filled with another flash of white, and before long both girls opened their eyes. This time, however, vision wasn’t needed to know what happened, as they could feel the body heat of another firmly pressed against their fronts. “WHAAAAAAAAT?” Both girls screamed. The spell had done the worst thing possible. Where the duo had originally been wearing their own diapers, they now found their waists were tightly bound together, entrapped together in one large, singular diaper. “Get off of me!” Aqua demanded, pulling desperately at the garment that now conjoined them. “I-I can’t! We’re stuck together!” The girls’ crotched were so firmly smashed together that they could feel each other’s pubic hair grazing the other’s vagina. Before they could comment further on their discomfort, they were reminded of a feeling that was now ripping its control from the girls’ bodies. “No, I can’t hold it!” “Shit me neither!” “I’M PEEING!” Both girls wailed as their urine started to jet out of their pussies and into the waiting padding. The duo could do nothing but hold each other as their crotches were cascaded with one another’s pee, humiliation burning holes through their faces as the begged for it to end. After multiple minutes, their streams turned into trickles, then into drops. The middle part of their shared diaper sagged greatly under the burden of two desperate women’s urine. “S-Shion… I feel so gross.” “I know… Me too…” The girls were gently sobbing on each other’s shoulders, nearly exhausted from the recent events. But that didn’t stop the spell from doing it’s magic any less. After a small reprieve, the short girls felt a pressure build at their anuses. “W-what?! Why did it suddenly get so strong?!” An epiphany hit Shion. “No way…” “Shion, I-I gotta…” “I know. It’s the spell, I think.” Shion let out a curse before continuing, “I think the last spell made us share each other’s spell effects.” “But… what does that have to do with anything?” the maid said, simultaneously squirming to hold the pressure in her bowels while trying not to mash her now soaked vagina against Shion’s. “To be honest, making us naked and putting us in diapers isn’t the only thing the first spell was supposed to do.” A blush formed on the witch’s face before she continued. “It also is supposed to increase the urge to use the bathroom. And because the second spell made us share each other’s spell on top of our own, I think we’re now experiencing the increased urge twofold.” “You… you mean…” Aqua stammered her speech, scared of the implications. “Yes,” Shion exhaled. “I imagine we’re only gonna be able to hold it for a few minutes before we… poop ourselves…” “I see…” No words were exchanged after that. Minutes passed, and as foretold, Aqua grunted softly as her anus gave out, allowing her poop to slide out effortlessly into her side of their shared diaper, bulging out the material with semi-soft goop. Shion didn’t last much longer. She grabbed the maid’s shoulders as she braced herself for the coming incontinence. Several hard logs of poop forced their way out of her behind, coiling on top of on another to make an even more pronounced bulge in her side of the diaper. As they defected in their underwear, their floodgates opened again, causing them to drench each other’s crotches yet again in pee. After many minutes of combined grunting and pushing, the duo’s diaper became fully used, and both girls were finally relieved. Their combined effort and close body heat only made things awkward, however, as sweat pooled all over their bodies and down their diaper as well, sweating so much that they could start to feel their breasts stick together. “We need to call someone, unless you wanna be stuck in a dirty diaper together all day,” Shion said between breaths. “Yeah. Let’s call Choco. She’s a nurse, so she has to keep this confidential, right?” “Good idea. Also, let’s get on the floor before my legs give out and I do something we both regret.” Aqua nodded, and both girls managed to ease themselves into a sitting position on the ground, the duo cringing as they felt their collective piss and shit push up against their bare bottoms and practically smooching crotches. As Aqua dialed up Choco, Shion thought to herself, “This is gonna be the longest wait of my life.” In an hour, Yuzuki Choco entered Shion’s apartment to be greeted by two girls lying on their side, sharing a heavily used diaper. The sight would’ve been appalling if she wasn’t told beforehand, but the demon couldn’t help but burst out laughing at her genmates’ predicament. “Don’t laugh. It’s not funny!” Aqua pouted, squirming lightly as the mess she was in started to get uncomfortable. “Just please, get us out of this mess!” Shion begged, feeling the beginning of a diaper rash developing on her nether regions. “Oh don’t worry girls, I’m gonna get you out in a minute.” Choco pulled out her smartphone and took a series of photos of the humiliated duo, making their eyes turn into tiny marbles. “C-C-Choco, w-what are you gonna do with those?” Fear deteriorated Shion’s ability to speak as the nurse kept taking pictures. “Oh, nothing. Just some material to ensure you two stay obedient while I baby you for the weekend.” The girls’ hearts fell. “But I thought nurses were supposed to be confidential!” Aqua rebutted. “In cases of health, yes. Not in cases of stupidity.” Choco put down the large bag she had been carrying and pulled out two adult diapers from it. “Now, are Mommy’s little girls ready for their first change of the weekend?” “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
  3. Here it is! The first "HoloMess Extra" story. I'd been working on this one for over a month. This is also my longest story to date, so I hope you enjoy seeing every HoloLive JP girl have an accident in their pants. “Ahhh, it’s nice to get all the girls on a vacation together,” Tokino Sora said as she stretched. Hololive management had managed to rent out an entire inn and spa combination for all the girls in the Japanese branch for an entire week. They had also guised it as “internal training” at the main office to make sure obsessive fans wouldn’t catch on. Naturally, the girls were all ecstatic, wearing their summer attire, and donning their swimsuits in case they wanted to go to the pool. “Yeah! I must admit though, I’m not used to wearing pajamas at night,” Houshou Marine chimed in, quick to make a suggestive comment. Her comment did have truth to it, however, as company policy dictated that the talents all needed to wear full sleepwear during sleepover collaborations to help prevent sexual harassment between members. Marine snickered to herself, knowing that she probably contributed heavily to that rule coming into play. “Hmm, you have a point,” Yozora Mel started, pursing her lip. “But you know, it’ll be nice to see all the cute sleepwear everyone brought!” “Can you two stop being so perverted?” Amane Kanata rolled her eyes at the voices behind her as she started to unpack her belongings. The two lewd women gave each other an evil gaze, then proceeded to ambush the angelic girl from behind and grope her breasts. “H-hey, stop it!” she demanded, despite knowing the two girls assaulting her were set in their ways. “Jeez, can we try not to be too touchy on the first day?” A-chan walked into the room with Harusaki Nodoka right behind her. “You guys are setting a bad example for the new staff and sixth gen girls.” “It’s alright,” Takane Lui spoke up. “I much like how alive and active everyone is, even if it’s a bit unruly.” Marine and Mel stook their tongues out at A-chan after hearing the hawk-girl’s remark. “Fine then,” the overworked staff member sighed before continuing, “but it’s already nighttime, so I’m gonna call everyone in so we can get sleeping arrangements figured out.” “Ehhh, we can’t just all sleep in one room,” Okayu yawned through her sentence. “There’s thirty-nine girls here, including A-chan and myself,” Nodoka replied. “Although it’d be a nice sentiment, all of us can barely fit in here if we sit down, let alone lying down. There are four rooms we have reserved, so we’d be looking at ten girls per room, roughly speaking. Everyone, figure out who you want to room with, and we’ll figure out any complications as we go. If we can’t reach an agreement, we might have to just do it by generation.” About an hour passed, but the Hololive girls couldn’t come to a complete agreement. So as Nodoka suggested, the girls were to be split by their generations, with some exceptions made for space. Generation 0 and Gamers would sleep in one room with A-chan. Fubuki however, would sleep with Generations 1 and 2. Generations 3 and 4 would sleep together, making another ten-member amount. And lastly Generations 5 and 6 would sleep together with Nodoka. “So, that should settle that,” Nodoka started. “Everyone please gather your belongings and make your ways to your respective- hm?” The staff in-training was cut off by the door sliding open behind her, revealing what appeared to be a member of the inn staff. The girl in the doorway looked young, possibly younger than any of the Hololive talents, but looked paler than a ghost, as if she hadn’t kissed the sun in years. “Oh, I’m sorry, was there something you needed?” Nodoka stared at the new party, a weird, uncomfortable feeling growing in her heart. “My apologies,” the girl said, gesturing to the idols with a bow. “It’s not often we get visitors, so I was confused when I heard voices from down the hall.” “I wasn’t aware this place had so little customers,” A-chan injected. “If you don’t mind me asking, why is that?” “Oh, you don’t know?” The inn staff smiled eerily. “This place is rumored to be cursed.” “Eh?!” A few screamed from the easily scared filled the room. “That can’t be true, can it, peko?” Usada Pekora challenged with her signature verbal tick. The ghastly presence gazed around the room before starting her long-winded dialogue. “Let me tell you the story then. Long ago, a school idol group came to this inn for some R&R, but one of the members was nervous. The junior-most girl, Aoi, still had a problem with keeping the bed dry at night. As a result, she still wore appropriate protection to keep her futon dry during the trip. Needless to say, all her groupmates found out the first day, and they weren’t nice about it. She was bullied and humiliated by her so called ‘friends’, and eventually drove her out of the group and even out of the school when pictures of her were spread online. A couple of days later, she took her own life.” A shiver ran down the girls’ spines, but the staff member continued. “Ever since, any time a group of popular girls such as idols come here, they hear the story, and in the following days they always seem in a rush to leave. They never tell me why though. But I always hear things like, ‘This place is haunted,’ or, ‘I’ll never live this down.’ Whatever it is, this place has gained quite the reputation for being horribly cursed.” The room was silent. No one knew what to make of fable that was told to them. That is, at least, until a certain girl with a bratty character started to burst out laughing. “Hahaha! You expect us to believe that shit?!” Murasaki Shion broke the peace with her smug attitude, denouncing the staff’s claim. “So, you think it’s a joke?” The unnamed girl smiled. “If I’m being real with you, I think it’s hard to believe in any curse, no matter how believable the story.” Oozora Subaru conceded, maintaining a straight face. “It’s a pretty good story though,” Shishito Botan laughed. “It’s honestly something I expect to come out of Coco-Senpai’s streams.” Eventually, everyone in the room was either laughing, or trying their best not to. “I’m glad you find it funny.” The staff giggled back in a sickening tone. “Well, we better get ready for bed,” A-chan intervened. “If there’s nothing else, I would like to ask you please leave us to our own.” “But of course. Sweet dreams, girls.” And with that, the girl left the room, closing the door behind her. “Okay everyone, get your futons set up and head to sleep. I’m sure we’d all love to hit the beach early tomorrow.” Nodoka gestured for most of the girls to leave to their rooms. Within the hour everyone had unpacked their essentials, got dressed, and nodded off, most of them too tired to even think about the ridiculous story they’d been told. “Hmmm,” Sora moaned as she drifted awake. She couldn’t explain why, but she felt oddly refreshed. “I guess I did need a vacation.” The senior idol stretched in her futon and started to sit upright only to realize where the source of her relief came from. A blush erupted across her face as she hid back underneath her covers, where she could see it clearly. Her blue pajama pants were completely soaked from her butt to her feet. She didn’t just wet the bed, she completely flooded it. She couldn’t believe it. She knew she was late to outgrow her nighttime accidents, but that was many years ago. The best she could hope for was for everyone to leave so she could clean up me mess. But that time never came. “Why isn’t anyone else up?” Sora thought to herself. It was 9:00 A.M., and all the girls were supposed to be up and getting ready for the beach by now, so the fact that everyone overslept raised some questions in her head. The idol bit her lip. The smell of her urine was very strong. Even if she made an excuse, she doubted anyone would have bought it. Swallowing her pride, she slowly got out of bed, exposing her exceedingly wet clothes to the sunlight creeping through the blinds. She didn’t even get out of bed before she heard a voice. “Sora…,” the voice behind the bedwetting idol said meekly. “No! I’ve already been caught!” Sora couldn’t help but let that sentence slip from her mouth before she quickly covered it with her hands. She turned around to see A-chan staring at Sora’s wet pants. However, she was too distracted to notice, as she saw that her best friend was sitting in a similar sized puddle as the one she woke up in. All in one moment, red flags rose in the duo’s minds as the put the pieces together. “Hey… You don’t think this is the curse that girl was talking about, do you?” “I don’t want to believe it, but…,” A-chan trailed off as the other girls slowly revealed themselves from their pretend sleep. All of them revealing similarly wet clothes, as well as noticeably large wet spots on their bedding. “No way…” “Hmm… can’t say there’s anyone like that who works here…” The old lady running the receptionist desk rubbed her head. “Only people who work here are me, my husband, and our son. We try to keep things in the family.” “That can’t be…,” Nodoka grimaced. “Were we really cursed by a ghost?” “Neee, what kind of ghosts curse people to wet the bed anyways?” Uruha Rushia, like many of the other girls were rather angry to wake up to soiled bedding. Not only that, but her and some others spent the night cuddling with someone else, meaning not only did they pee all over themselves, but got urinated on by a partner as well, spending the whole night stewing in their combined fluids. “Well, at least there were enough washing machines here to manage our lack of control, curse or otherwise,” Ookami Mio pointed out, trying to catch a silver lining. “That being said, if this curse is real, don’t you think we should get the fuck outta here?” Kiryu Coco argued. “After all, if we’re here for an entire week, then that means it’s we’re gonna go through this shit again six more times.” “I don’t think that’ll be an option for us,” A-chan stated plainly. “As incidentally embarrassing as this has been so far, higher level management put a lot of money into this vacation. It was one of the company’s most expensive endeavors, so coming back early will come off as more than just disrespectful.” “In addition, what excuse would we give?” Yuzuki Choco raised a good point. “We can’t exactly walk back to the office and say, ‘Sorry, we had to leave early cause the inn turned us into bedwetters.’” Silence loomed over the room, reality closing in on the fact that thirty-nine grown women released waterfalls from their bladders last night, and from the sound of it, they were stuck like that for the whole week. “Hey,” Kazama Iroha injected, making a point to scan the room as she continued, “it’s weird that it happened once to everyone, but that doesn’t necessarily mean it’ll happen again! For now, we should just accept that what happened has happened, and move on. Besides, weren’t we supposed to hit the beach today?” Although it came off as overly optimistic to some, most everyone gave a slight nod in agreement. Even if their vacation started off on a wet note, that didn’t mean it should dampen their whole experience. “You all go get changed into your swimsuits. Nodoka and I will join you after we take care of the stuff in the wash.” A-chan gave her blessing, and slowly the idols made their way back to their rooms to change and try to make the best of their vacation. “Ahhh, that was so good, nanora!” Himemori Luna stretched her small body in all directions, lacking a care in the world as she entered a food coma from the amount of pork she devoured. Most of the other girls hummed in agreement, having enjoyed the day despite the rocky start. “I guess we’ll find out soon it that curse is crap or not, huh?” Akai Haato wasted no time in ruining the mood, as a dull atmosphere circled the idol group. “This sounds degrading, but I want to ask everyone to make sure they use the restroom before going to bed today.” A-chan was immediately given dirty looks from around the outside balcony. “I know it sounds dumb, but we should at least make an effort to ensure it doesn’t happen again tonight. If we’re lucky, it might have just been mass hysteria or some other contributing factor.” Most of the girls grumbled but nodded anyways, unable to deny the staff member’s logic. “I’ll go ahead and go now so I don’t have to awkwardly wait in line.” Tokoyami Towa proceeded to make her way to the bathroom in her room, and everyone else was soon to follow, their rooms still smelling faintly of urine. In time, everyone had attempted to use the toilet, but had discovered that they didn’t need to go at all, despite not relieving themselves at all in the past couple of hours. This managed to stay a secret, however, as no one wanted to admit something as childish as being unable to use the toilet before bed. By the time everyone had made their rounds, it was time to get ready for bed. Just like the day before, everyone hopped in their nightwear and ducked under the covers as the lights went out for the second day of vacation. In a few hours, everyone was sound asleep, even those who tried their best to stay awake. And in their slumber, none were wiser to the hissing sound that echoed through the halls, nor were they prepared to wake up to the source of the crackling sound that followed. “Flare, get up!” “Hmmm, just a little longer,” Shiranui Flare squirmed as she spoke, trying to ignore the voice forcing her awake. “Flare, everyone peed and pooped their pants in their sleep, including you. Get up!” The dark-skinned elf’s eyes perked open at that comment, immediately meeting Shirogane Noel’s emerald green eyes. Without thinking, Flare sat upright, squishing the supposed mess she made against her bare bottom. “Ew, gross,” the elf said, lifting her butt off the ground to prevent any more damage. Her silver sleepwear and panties were heavy at the waist, and a now cool liquid was dripping from the silk material onto the futon. “Don’t feel too bad,” Noel said, gesturing around the room. Everyone from both the third and fourth generations were standing, the backs of their sleepwear and underwear hanging low with a large bulge and some discoloration, leaving now question as to what happened. The stench hit Flare’s nose shortly after, almost causing her to gag at the initial scent. “A-chan told everyone to go get cleaned up quick and meet in her room to talk about it as a group.” Noel grabbed Flare’s hand and brought her to her feet. “Don’t have to tell me twice. I don’t want to spend another minute in this.” Hand-in-hand, the couple went to the bathhouse to clean each other off and try to forget about the nightmare they were in, if only for a moment. Although they were first, it didn’t take long for everyone else to join. Once out of the showers, they bagged their clothes from the night before and tossed them. It may have been possible to save them from pee-stains, but as soon as they all messed themselves, they knew those clothes had no chance of survival. They could only hope the stains on the beddings weren’t too obvious. “I don’t think I need to explain what this meeting is about.” A-chan panned her head to see all the dejected faces in the room. “It would seem that not only does the curse have an effect on our bladders, but our bowels too. Which leads me to my next question. Who here was actually able to use the toilet last night?” No one raised their hands. “Okay, did anyone try to stay up last night?” Half the room raised their hands. “And judging by the fact that everyone had an accident, I’m gonna guess you weren’t successful. From this, I think it’s safe to assume that whatever this curse is, it destines us to use the bathroom in our sleep. Somehow, it’s able to control our ability to pee and poop, and when we sleep.” “So what, do we just accept that we’re babies at night?” Minato Aqua was unamused by this situation. She didn’t even want to go on this trip in the first place, but now she has to be a bedwetter and bedmesser for a week. “I’m afraid that’s pretty much where it’s at,” Nodoka responded. “Speaking of, A-chan and I are gonna go out today and figure out what we can on this curse and take care of some shopping on the way back. I can imagine, you probably don’t want to do much, but feel free to take in the sights. This area is pretty and full of stuff to do, so I’d hate for you all to get stuck in a rut like this.” Her last comment received some scoffs, but for the most part, the room remained silent. The staff members left the room, leaving a bunch of unmotivated girls in their wake. The day went pretty much how you’d expect for a group of girls coping with becoming chronic bedwetters. No one went out at all. At best, some of the girls cuddled under a blanket together and watched some movies. The only times they left their rooms were to grab meals, and even then, some only opted for dinner, hoping that not eating as much that late in the day would prevent a messy accident the next morning. “We’re back.” The staff girls made their way into the room, carrying a huge amount of large grocery bags, all of which seemed to have equally large packages inside. “Hm? What’s in the bags?” Hakui Koyori peered into one of the grocery bags and immediately recoiled when she saw the contents. “You can’t be serious! Are those diapers?!” Although only about a third of the girls were present, all of their faces went pale at the mention of the word. “We’re completely serious.” A-chan stood her ground. “Odds dictate whatever happened last night will happen again tonight. You all definitely don’t have enough clothes to risk ruining every day, and frankly, Nodoka and I don’t want to have to wash the futons every day for the rest of the trip. This came out of our paychecks so the company wouldn’t see eight packages of adult diapers on the company account. We even saved you the humiliation of having to buy them. You’re wearing them. End of story.” Everyone was shocked. They’d never seen A-chan so assertive before, nor did they have the guts to argue back, considering what the alternative options were. Begrudgingly, each girl came up and grabbed a protective undergarment that was their size, and shortly after grabbed the girls in the other rooms to do the same. It wasn’t long before everyone in the Hololive main branch was wearing diapers for the first time since infancy. “How could this get any worse?” Omaru Polka mumbled under her breath. “Don’t say things like that,” Nodoka replied. “You probably thought the same thing last night before finding yourself in a worse situation this morning. It’s better to not jinx yourself.” Not much else was said by anyone save some grumbles and inaudible complaints as the girls all crawled in bed and prepared for the third night. Sakura Miko woke up to a feeling she’d grown familiar to in the last couple of days. Except instead of pissing and shitting herself in adult clothes, this time it was all released in a diaper. She couldn’t help but grown at how embarrassing it was to be wearing and using diapers at her age, even if she didn’t have a choice in the matter. But that wasn’t the only thing that was bothering her. Even though it was Summer, she felt very hot. Specifically in her nether regions. “There’s no way I’m turned on by wearing a dirty diaper,” she thought to herself. But she couldn’t deny the growing wetness in her vagina as the excitement in her body slowly transformed from a loose arousal to a desperate, aching need. “What’s wrong with me?” Hoping no one would catch her, she slid her hand down the front of her diaper, surprised be how warm it was between her urine and her body heat. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said softly to herself as she slowly rubbed herself while wearing a wet and messy diaper. This elicited some gentle moans from her as she sped up, inserting a finger. “Mmmm-,” a voice groaned next to the pink-haired girl. Miko turned her head to meet Hoshimachi Suisei, her face as equally red and her sex drive as equally obvious. In that moment, everything made sense, and it was clear what the curse was trying to make them do. “Hey Hoshimachi.” Miko pursed her lips. “Wanna help each other out?” No more words needed said as they wasted no time sticking their hands down each other’s padding and went to town on one another’s womanhoods. Moans increased in volume at a rapid pace as the pair brought each other to orgasm. Once the afterglow passed, guilt started to fit in, but those feelings were quickly usurped by the events transpiring in the same room. Looking up from the bed, Miko could see Nekomata Okayu and Inugami Korone going at each other the same way she and Suisei just did. At the same time, she could see Hololive’s symbol of purity, Tokino Sora, bringing herself to orgasm in her soiled padding on display for everyone. Moans and screams could be heard from the other rooms, leaving no room for interpretation as every idol in Hololive came in dirty diapers. Once the festivities were over, not a single one of them spoke a word about how each and every one of them did something that normally would’ve gotten them fired on the spot. Instead, they shared a tacit agreement as they changed out of their undergarments and took long, hot showers to reflect on their actions. At long last the “vacation” week was over, and every girl was able to return to the security and privacy of their own homes. They’d literally spent the week peeing, pooping, then cumming in diapers, and not a single souls would ever know. Everyone was just glad to escape the curse and be able to sleep in their panties like normal people. At the very least, they learned a valuable lesson in sympathy. “Ah, finally.” Natsuiro Matsuri got into her apartment, exhausted after the last week, and a long ride home to top it off. She shed her clothes, and got into her pajamas, a feeling she’d taken for granted. In minutes, she was out like a light, lying on her stomach in bed, her bottom sticking out slightly. Not even an hour later, a warm massed snuck its way into her pants, as long stream of urine followed. What the girls didn’t think about was if the curse even wore off after leaving the inn, but that’s a battle they would all fight in the morning. Tonight, they all slept like babies.
  4. Hi once again everyone. <present> The bus driver of the SETC bus hung out of the side of the bus blowing his whistle as we entered the Salem bus stop at 3:00 AM. This was to be our third and final bus switch for the night. The bus stop was dimly lit and reeked of stale urine and decomposing garbage. I heard a few of my friends stirring awake as the bus lights came on. I grabbed a smoke and left the bus, edging my way past a restlessly rocking Sanjana. The station was utterly appalling. Garbage lay rotting in large heaps. I looked around for a place I could have my smoke. My eyes fell on the bathrooms, the gutka riddled wall from where the stench originated. I edged my way past the food sellers and into the open unisex shit yard that they called a toilet. At this time of the night there was nobody around and the bathroom looked more than a little creepy. I stood to one corner and lit my smoke, an evil twinkling glistening in my eyes. I took a deep drag, then smoothly exhaled as my heart pounded faster and faster. I knew what was going to happen. I knew what I was going to see. I took another drag off the cigarette. The sound of footsteps pattering rapidly, approaching the bathroom stirred me. I took a deep breath and tried to steady myself. The footsteps grew louder and louder as the person running approached. Sanjana's panting was easily recognizable. Sanjana dashed into the bathroom, a frantic look plastered on her face. She scanned the filthy room up and down quickly, noticing me but in her urgency not caring, and dashed into the closest 'cubicle' (if you can call it that). From my place in the corner, I had a perfect vantage point. I took another drag. Sanjana unbuttoned her skin tight jeans and began frantically pulling them and her tight white polka-dotted panties off her thigh. The moment she had got them midway, she dropped into an awkward skewed squat over the trough below. Instantly there was a loud hissing sound as a forceful stream of urine shot into the bowl, washing off some of the brown plastered grime in its flow. But though Sanjana was squatting, emptying herself into the trough, there was no relief on her face, merely determination. Just one glimpse of her sweaty contorted face and the way she was clutching her stomach, I knew there was a much bigger problem shouting in her lower stomach. Her butt cheeks tensed several times during the coursde of her pee. Yet each time she managed to regain her composure. As her stream tapered off to a drizzle, she hurriedly pulled up her jeans and left the bathroom, buttoning them as she walked out. I followed her back to the bus with a sly smile on my lips. This was going to be an interesting bus ride !!! <Two Days Earlier> "Hey Rohit, where are we. I need to Peeee", Aishwarya whined from the back of the trekking group. Rahul looked up from the path in front of him. He scratched his head as he replied, "I'm not really sure. We're quite lost, that's for sure. We're in the middle of nowhere! There's just trees and more trees!! If you really need to pee you should probably just use a bush." Aishwarya looked indignant and sulking with a pouty face murmured, " I can wait." Our trekking group had gotten lost in the depths of the forest. We stumbled off the main trail less than an hour back and hadn't been able to find our way back. There were 8 of us in total, friends from work and other. We'd come up to Yercaud for a fun relaxing weekend of trekking, not this. Still we walked deeper and deeper into the jungle. As the sun started to dim, my eyes caught a figure in the distance, behind a forage of vines and branches. I pointed this out to my friends and they shouted to the person for help. The man however, didn't respond, at this distance we wouldn't know anyway so we all moved towards him shouting for help. Suddenly, the figure began to run. Shouting we chased after it for a good 5 minutes. Finally it appeared to be slowing down; we ran forward with renewed vigor. As we drew closer, we saw that the figure was not a man, but a tall beautiful woman, wearing a typical traditional folded saree. As we drew closer, we saw that she was fiddling with something behind a large tree. When we approached we were surprised to see a well built shed, about the size of a small public toilet, made entirely out of wood, in the middle of the jungle. The woman was fumbling with a ring of keys in front of the door. Her incessant jiggling and knee-bending gave voice to the nature of her hurry. Aishwarya had caught sight of the shed and was overjoyed. She outran all of us and reached the shed. Turning towards the village woman, Aishwarya said, "Toilet? Can .. I?? Toilet??" The village woman gave just one look of frenzied urgency to Aishwarya and went back to putting various keys in the padlock fastened on the door. Aishwarya was not well off. She was having severe difficulty keeping still. These were the final moments of struggle for her. All of a sudden a 'click' sounded as the padlock snapped off and the toilet door swayed open. Inside was a clean and obviously well maintained toilet. Aishwarya was already contemplating running ahead into the toilet before it opened. As the doors swung open though, she felt a long leak (more like a squirt) rush out of her and down her cargo trousers. She held it back but within 2 seconds another squirt escaped, and then another. Aishwarya ran ahead, literally pushing the village woman to the side and fumblingly bolted the toilet door behind her as she entered. She could feel drops of urine running down her calf. She tore her cargoes down to her knees as a tidal wave erupted from between her legs, washing the toilet clean in its path. Aishwarya sighed loudly and closed her eyes in bliss. The village woman trapped outside however was much less fortunate. Shell-shocked by Aishwarya's actions, the village woman, with her legs visibly twisted and in a semi hunch, pounded on the bathroom door. The 7 of us standing there could do nothing, and merely looked on. We were so busy watching her pounding away at the door that we didn't notice the gentle pattering noise of piss falling from her calves onto the soil until she started crying. When we realized what was happening, we all looked away, feeling incredibly guilty and awkward. The woman sobbed gently as her urine ran down her legs. Suddenly the wind changed, the sky darkened, the tree leaves rustled ominously. The woman looked up at us, her kajol smeared around her eyes. Her look was one of unadulturated hatred and anger. The next thing we knew, she was levitating above us, 5 feet in the air. As she looked at us her eyes glowed with orange fury. "FUCK YOU!! You bastards will pay for what you've done. You'll feel my pain, my humiliation, my helplessness, ALL OF YOU!!! You WILL pay. You WILL know what it feels like. Every single one of you!!" With that she disappeared among the foilage. We gazed upward stupidly in shock. The sound of a flush was followed by a relieved Aishwarya stepping out of the bathroom as she buttoned up her cargoes. "What happenned guys??"
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