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  1. Uh oh.. had to drop off rental car so arrived home much later than planned .. not been to loo since lunch... And my shopping delivery is due so can't go pee in case they arrive! Girls gotta hold it in.... Last pee 12.45 Time now 18.30 Drank 600ml water, 1 mint tea, 330ml coke 330ml orange drink.. Need squirmy 7/10 Clothes smart dress , black tights, black underwear..
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    Pic based on my fic "Vacation Desperation"
  3. Hi everyone ! This is my first fiction, in the Star Wars universe. I hope you like it, and if you do, I can write a sequel ! « - Are you sure this will be enough for us to have the majority ? » Senator Bail Organa asked this question for the 5th at least to Senator Padme Amidala. « - We can’t be sure. But I don’t see what to change again in my speech. » answered Padme, a bit tired by their endless preparation. It must have been 3 hours they worked on this speech. « - Look, we’ve weighted every word of it. Tomorrow is a big day, we should all go to rest. ». The suggestion of Senator Mon Mothma was widely shared among the people in the room. Tomorrow is a big day for the delegation of 2000. The group of senators hope to block the budget presented by Chancellor Palpatine to the Senate. With the concentration of powers around him, the budget vote was the only weapon they had left to oppose him. But in order to rally votes against the budget, the delegation needed a brilliant speech to convince other senators. And of course, Padme had the most crucial role : delivering the speech. Mon Mothma accompanied Padme to her room, along with Padme’s servant Sabé, who followed her everywhere. « - Rest well Padme, tomorrow is your day. - Our day. », answered Padme. Mon Mothma flashed her a smile and left. Padme was relieved to be back in her room. The young woman had many qualities for a Senator : she was smart, brave, and a brilliant public speaker. But Padme had one weakness. One that no one, even Anakin, knew. She had a very weak bladder. The only one to know the problem of Padme was her servant Sabé, who had to help her with her dress in many close calls, and helped her with cleaning when she had accidents. Three hours without a break began to be a lot for Padme’s bladder. She wasn’t desperate, as the long senate sessions had been a good training for her, but she could feel that her bladder was filling quickly. So when Mon Mothma suggested, to end the meeting, Padme felt a certain delight. « - Can you prepare all the files for tomorrow before you go Sabé. I’m going to the restroom. - Of course your highness. You don’t need any help with your dress ? - I’ll be fine, thank you. » Sabé always offered her help to Padme, as she knew sometimes Padme couldn’t wait and needed help with her dresses. Not this time however. Padme went in the restroom and began to take off her dress. This was the part she hated the most. When she was close to relieve herself, her need doubled everytime she had to take off her clothes. « - Come on, come on… » Padme began to regret not to have accepted Sabé’s help. As her bladder screamed for relief with the toilet so close, Padme realised : her zipper was stuck. Here she was, stuck in her dress, in her bathroom, and desperate to pee. Hoping she was still there, Padme called for Sabé to come to her rescue : « - Sabé ? Sabé are you there ? I’m stuck with my dress and I really need to use the toilet, can you help me ? Please… » her voice sounded pretty desperate. As she called for Sabé, Padme tried to keep her legs crossed tightly. Sabé quickly arrived, as she was still in the room nearby. « - Don’y worry your highness, I will help you. - Oh thank you Sabé, I’m so sorry, but aaaah… », as she apologized to Sabé, Padme was hit by a wave of desperation that forced her to push with her hands on her crotch to repel the pee. « Aaah please Sabé quickly, I fear I might pee myself ! » « Hold it your highness ! » A few seconds later, Sabé managed to unlock the zipper and pulled it down. She began to help Padme with the rest of the dress, but the Senator really couldn’t wait. She began to take off the dress herself, nearly tearing it apart. « - Aaaah let me pee !!! » Finally, she pulled down her panties and threw herself on the toilet. « - Aaaaah… That’s so good… ». Her stream sounded like on of the fall on her home planet, Naboo. Realising what just happened, Padme blushed and apologized to Sabé : « - Oh, I’m so sorry Sabé… Once again I would have wet my dress without you. - It’s ok your highness, we all have emergencies. » said Sabé with a smile. « - Speaking of which, If you don’t need me anymore… » Sabé squirmed slightly on the spot. The sound of Padme’s pee seemed to have awakened her bladder. « - Oh of course Sabé, go ! » « Thank you, your highness. » Sabé quickly leaved the bathroom to tend to her own needs. As she emptied her bladder completely, Padme thought to herself : « - I hope I’m going to be fine tomorrow… It can be long before I speak, and my own speech is pretty long… » She was worried, but quickly brushed away her thoughts. The stakes were just too high to think about her bladder.
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  5. So, my never-ceasing desire to harvest'n hoard whatever the female desperation trope can throw at me in terms of stories and accounts finally led me down the precarious path of bottery (I made that word up, and I didn't even use AI). Obviously, I'm late to the game as there have been numerous stories posted on this forum alone generated through the ChatGPT interface (and possibly others?), and I've gotta admit, I'm not that impressed. The nuances of authentic, meaningful text will in my opinion be one of the last frontiers to be conquered by even the cleverest of algorithms and I didn't have to venture far in my attempts with said bot in order for that to be painfully obvious. I don't see human creativity becoming superflous anytime soon unless we really lower our standards. That said, I did manage to squeeze out at least one more or less convincing story out of it though, and that's the one I'm here to share with you all. What I did was initially asking it to come up with the general premise of the story and then query it about each specific moment therein, and finally arranging it all in order to fit the storyline. I made a special point of feeding it as sparsely detailed queries as possible while obviously steering it in the 'right' direction. You'd be surprised to find how many of the suspiciously specific details herein were actually generated by the AI, seemingly independent of my input; that to me was the most impressive part. I also made a point of not adding any new content to the output when editing it all together, not even single words. There are some truncation of phrases though, since it tended to repeat itself as it ran out of things to say. All in all, it turned out not half-bad although it's still somewhat iffy and sorely lacking in detail in places, but I've read far worse post written by actual human beings, so count me fairly satisfied in the end. I'm probably not going to utilize it again anytime soon, but you've got to try everything at least once, right? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Sarah's date distaster Sarah and Jack were both looking forward to their first date, they had met online and had hit it off right away. They had decided to go to the movies, Sarah was feeling a bit nervous but excited to finally meet Jack in person. She had spent some time picking her outfit. She had chosen a red suspender dress that she felt complemented her figure nicely. She paired it with a red and white gingham shirt, unbuttoned collar underneath, a pair of white tights and black heels. She wanted to look her best but also feel comfortable. Before the movie, Jack and Sarah met at a park near the theater. Jack was a bit nervous, but Sarah was visibly more nervous, but Jack did not notice it. They walked around the park, chatting and laughing. They talked about their favorite movies and TV shows, and Jack couldn't help but notice how beautiful Sarah looked in the warm afternoon light. They sat on a bench by a pond and Jack told her about his love for fishing and how peaceful it was to sit by the water and just relax. Sarah listened intently, thinking that Jack is such a nice guy and he is really making an effort to make her feel comfortable and have a good time. As they walked to the theater, Sarah was already feeling the urge to use the restroom. She had been holding it in for a while, but Sarah's urgency continued to increase. She was thinking about finding a restroom before the movie, but she was also worried about bringing it up to Jack and potentially ruining the date. She didn't want to seem desperate or rude, so she kept it to herself. As they walked towards the theater, Jack took Sarah's hand and she felt her heart skip a beat. They chatted and laughed as they walked, but Sarah's discomfort was growing with each step. She was trying to hold it in, but the thought of not finding a restroom before the movie was making her anxious. She tried to distract herself by chatting with Jack and focusing on the movie they were about to see, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. Once they arrived at the theater, Sarah was relieved to find a restroom but the queue was too long. She didn't want to hold Jack up, so she decided to wait until after the movie. They bought their tickets and grabbed some snacks before heading into the theater. Sarah was really excited, but she was also getting more and more desperate for the bathroom. But she didn't want to ruin the moment by bringing it up, so she kept quiet and hoped she could hold it until the movie was over. As they settled into their seats, she realized that she needed to use the bathroom. But, she was too shy to say anything, and thought she could hold it until the movie was over. Sarah tried to focus on the movie and enjoy the moment, but her desperation for the bathroom was growing stronger. She kept shifting in her seat and crossing her legs tightly, trying to hold it in. She was also trying to make sure that Jack couldn't see how uncomfortable she was. As the movie played on, Sarah's desperation grew, but she tried to hide it, crossing her legs tightly and shifting in her seat. Sarah's mind started to wander and she couldn't focus on the plot. All she could think about was finding a bathroom. She kept looking around the theater, hoping to spot a sign for the bathroom, but she couldn't see one. At one point, Jack turned to her and asked if she was ok, but Sarah just smiled and said she was fine, not wanting to ruin the date by bringing up her bathroom issues. Jack noticed that she was a bit tense but didn't know what was the reason. As the movie came to an end, Sarah knew she was running out of time and was getting more and more panicked. She tried to hold on until the credits were over. She had to tell Jack what was going on but after the movie was finished, Sarah was still too shy to mention her need for the bathroom to Jack. They were still seated in the movie theater, and she was trying to hold it in as they waited for the other movie-goers to leave the theater. As they got up to leave, she was looking around for a toilet to sneak away but the bathroom inside the movie theater was closed, but there were no queues to the toilets in the lobby. She could have used the restroom at that moment, but she was too shy to mention it to Jack and didn't want to ruin the moment by bringing it up. She followed Jack out of the theater but her urgency was growing stronger, and it was getting harder for her to hold on. Sarah was still too shy to mention her need for the bathroom to Jack. She was trying to hold it in as they left the theater, but her desperation was growing. Jack suggested they grab a coffee at a nearby cafe and they quickly walked there. On their way to the cafe, she kept looking around for a toilet to sneak away. They passed a public restroom located in a park, but unfortunately, it was closed. Sarah saw it and felt a wave of disappointment, but didn't mention it to Jack. As they continued walking towards the cafe, Sarah kept looking around for a bathroom. Jack could see that Sarah was becoming more and more uncomfortable but didn't know the reason. Sarah was too shy to mention her need. They walked past a few more public restrooms on the way, but Sarah didn't want to raise Jack's suspicion, so she had to be subtle about it. As Sarah and Jack walked by a 7-11, Sarah noticed the store and was desperate to find a restroom. Her urgency was increasing with each step. She was looking around for a place to use the restroom, and when she spotted the 7-11 store, she felt a glimmer of hope. She was trying to find a way to bring it up to Jack without sounding too desperate, but her shyness made it difficult for her to speak up. As they passed by the store, Sarah tried to look inside, hoping to find a restroom sign. But as she peered inside, she noticed that the store didn't have a restroom sign and she felt disappointed and frustrated. Jack saw her disappointment and asked what was wrong, but she was too shy to tell him the truth. She just brushed it off and they continued on their way to the cafe. The incident at the 7-11 only added to her discomfort and urgency, making an accident more difficult to avoid. As they walked past a gas station, Sarah casually mentioned that she needed to buy something from the convenience store and asked Jack to wait for her outside while she went in. She walked into the store and quickly made her way to the restroom, but when she saw the "closed for repairs" sign, she felt her heart sink. She was getting more and more desperate, but didn't want to raise Jack's suspicion. Sarah then approached the attendant and asked if the restroom was available, the attendant replied that it was out of order. Sarah thanked the attendant and pretended to buy something and came out with a discouraged expression on her face, Jack didn't notice anything unusual. She was trying to think of a way to excuse herself to use the restroom, but with every closed or occupied bathroom they passed, her options were becoming limited. As they continued walking towards the cafe, they did not pass any other bathroom on their way. She couldn't find an opportunity to use the restroom before they reached the cafe. Sarah was getting more and more desperate, but still couldn't bring herself to mention it to Jack. She was trying to hold on as long as she could, but it was getting harder and harder. Her mind was racing and she didn't know what to do. She was too embarrassed to tell Jack what was happening and too desperate to hold on much longer. As Sarah and Jack approached the cafe, Sarah's urgency had reached its peak. She was trying to hold it in as much as possible, but she knew it was only a matter of time before she would no longer be able to do so. The thought of finally being able to use the restroom was overwhelming, she could feel the relief in her mind. She was trying to focus on the cafe, and when they finally reached it, she felt hopeful. When they reached the cafe, Sarah was visibly panicked. She was on the brink of tears and her desperation was at an all-time high. She saw the bathroom sign, but when she tried to go in, it was locked. She turned to Jack and said "It's locked, what am I going to do?" Jack could see that she was on the verge of tears and knew she needed to use the bathroom urgently. He finally became aware of her urgency at that moment and he could see how much discomfort and embarrassment she was going through. He tried to look for another solution, and immediately went to the staff and asked if there was another bathroom available or if they could open the locked restroom for Sarah's urgent need. The staff member apologized and informed him that the restroom was closed for cleaning. As they stood before the employee, Sarah was visibly panicked and her face was flushed. She was shifting her weight from one foot to another, crossing her legs tightly and trying to hide her discomfort. The employee could see that she was in a state of distress and Jack quickly explained the urgency of the situation and begged the employee to let Sarah use the restroom. But it was too late, Sarah's urgency had reached a critical point and she couldn't hold it any longer. As she desperately tried to hold it, the employee could see the wetness seeping through her dress and the puddle forming on the floor. The staff member offered to let Sarah use the employee restroom. Jack quickly thanked the staff member and led Sarah to the employee restroom as quickly as possible, as it was the only option available for her. Her steps were unsteady as her tights were wet and slippery, her dress was clinging to her legs. She ran off trying to reach the restroom, but it was too late, she had an accident right there in front of everyone. She was trying to hold on to her clothes, crossing her legs and trying to hide the wetness but she wet herself before reaching the restroom. The wetness was visibly noticeable and the odor was strong. The other customers present in the cafe noticed Sarah's wet clothes and the puddle forming on the floor, they noticed the smell and heard the commotion caused by Jack and the employee. Jack felt devastated and mortified for Sarah, and Sarah was too embarrassed to even look at him. She quickly rushed out of the cafe, not knowing what to do. Her first date ended in disaster and she didn't know if she would ever be able to face Jack again.
  6. Hello everyone! I'm currently studying Japanese, and I would say I know it well enough to be able to translate most text that would come out of omo content. So, if you have anything you'd like to see translated, bring it here! I didn't know what to put for tags so I just threw in some things I personally like (let me know if this is incorrect usage). A few guidelines: I may sporadically be busy, so excuse me if I go inactive at random (I'll try my best though) Nothing too large. Single images and collections of a few images are preferable, and I likely won't have time to translate, like, 30 pages. Male omo, messing, and diapers do not appeal to me, but I will still translate them. Don't expect my translations to be perfect! I'm still learning after all (there might be parts I can't figure out so watch out for that). And I might as well offer some evidence that I can actually do this, so here's an sample: Source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/93491011 (がまんがまん by わたからし) Transcription: おしっこが限界の状態でM字開脚20分(手で前を押えるの禁止) ふる ぷる Translation: While at the pee holding limit, keeping legs open in an M shape for 20 minutes (Prohibited from using hands in the front) *tremble* *tremble*
  7. So... Went to loo about 6.30am.. de-snowed car and left for work. Didn't really feel need to go before work .. then came break time , I forgot I had a meeting which lasted whole of break... After 1 hour I was at 7 .. knew I had another hour so set a task where I could sit down.. after hour 8.5/10 I briskly walked downstairs to staff loos... it was engaged! Had to fill my empty water bottle without squirming at fountain and the casually queue outside loo. The person came out and we realised we had worked together before and she proceeded to chat.. rising to 9/10.. 1.55pm Excused myself, rushed in , pulled knickers and tights down and pissed like a race horse.. pretty sure 1min more delay and leaks would have happened. Relieved I then looked over and realised there was no loo roll!!! Argh.. and no paper towels.. Had to pull up clothes and casually walk upstairs where I hid in office and wiped my wet pussy with tissues .. scared to be caught with hand in my pants.. There is a small visible wet patch ☺️
  8. Checking into the Hotel: *The following is a fic about my own OCs, a lesbian couple, Dub and Breezy. They’re in my illustrations on this site if you want visual reference. I mainly write this because typing is easier than illustration as I’ve recently taken some damage to My hands. It should heal up fine, but for now, the story* Dub and Breezy had just gotten to their hotel and are ready to begin their vacation. “These halls are so beautiful! You’ve picked a wonderful hotel for our vacation babe”, Dub exclaims. Meanwhile breezy is barely trailing behind, shaking with her hands plastered against her crotch. “Goddamnit where is our room, Dub? I’m DYING!! I couldn’t use the toilet on the plane because of turbulence, the airport bathroom was too crowded, The taxi here was so bumpy and JESUS FUCKING CHRIST I HAVE TO PISS!!” Breezy continued rambling and fussing over this fact until finally they get to their room. “#368..this is the one, Breezy.. calm down already” Dub opens the door, as Breezy bolts into the room. She screams “BATHROOM” as she dashes past dub in a frantic manner. The bathroom door won’t budge…. “wh..what the FUCK!? IT’S LOCKED? WHY? WHY NOW? ” Dub is growing more concerned for her. ”Sh..Should I call the desk? They can probably open it up pretty quick?” Breezy is beginning to cry as she turns to dub and whimpers “I caaan’t.. I can’t hold it that long…I’m gonna explode!!!” Dub begins searching the hotel room for a solution. “Housekeeping must have accidentally locked the bathroom behind them. What bad timing!” Dub notices a knee-high pile of white towels behind the bed. “Breezy, they seem to have also forgotten some towels in here.. I..I hate to even suggest it but..maybe you could..” Breezy cuts her off immediately, screaming “I DON’T CARE ANYMORE!!!” She dashes to the towels, flinging her panties off to the side and letting herself fall to the floor, onto the inviting surface. Her butt hits the towels with an almost comical *POMF* and not another second passes before the floodgates open. Breezy’s eyes seem to roll into the back of her head as Pee begins flooding out of her bladder at an immense rate, slowly spreading a light yellow color along the Surface of the towels “ hhhHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGHHHH ~<3 ” Breezy can’t stop moaning and quivering as the ordeal she’d been holding back finally releases. The towels are dampening and the yellow stain is massively overtaking the top half of the towel stack. She feels the damp, warm sensation of her pee from the front of her crotch to the back of her buttocks, only helping her to finally relax into it. “Mmmmhhh oh GOOHHDDDD that was too close for comfort” After about 3 minutes, the pee stops flowing out and Breezy falls onto her back, panting in relief and baring her wet Underside to the room. Dub is silent…she begins shaking and impatiently wrustling her legs. “Are you alright dub?”, Breezy asks in concern. Dub looks away in embarrassment. “Y…You weren’t the only one who hasn’t had a chance to pee, you know?” Breezy looks at her with concerned eyes as Dub continues. “Breezy, I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t want to exacerbate your situation but…I’ve needed to pee so bad since we left our house.. between almost being late for our plane and everything else that happened,.. after Just seeing that…I…HAAAAAA!!!” Dub whips her dress off. With no time to even remove her panties she slams down onto the already damp, squishy pile of towels. Breezy is so turned on by this that a little blood shoots out of her nose. She thinks to herself *Oh my gosh..she’s on my pee, she’s peeing into my pee!! She’s so desperate..it’s SO CUTE!!” Dub’s bladder lets loose as an almost deafening sigh fills the room. “ HHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! ^o^ ” She continues to verbally emote her relief as breezy begins rubbing her own clit in excitement~ The combined urine has now fully saturated the towels and begun leaking onto the hotel room floor. “There’s so much pee, Breezy! I can’t STOOHHHPP!” Breezy in ecstatic empathy of Dub’s release, loudly cums in excitement of the event. For 5 minutes Dub writhes and straddles the towels as torrents of piss release from her. She is in heaven right now! After the flow finally reaches an end, Dub falls onto Breezy, both of them soaked from the crotch, downward. “B-b-Breezy….hahhh..I love you <3“ Breezy blushes even more than she has been and responds “I love you too, Dub <3” The two lay in an embrace for 20 minutes until realizing how awkward explaining this situation will be. The rest of their vacation, however, went off without a hitch and they had a wonderful two weeks of fun~\ -ASNESBO
  9. Role Reversal – 6 By: Heather23 Edited by: DaddyRich Chapter 6 - Saturday continues I took my shower and considered my next steps. I was so pleased that I had Chris right where I wanted him. I knew that I must dress the part of a domineering woman so I selected a black leather skirt to wear. Chris always loved how I looked in leather. It was called a corset skirt because of the distinct leather lacing that went up both sides of the skirt. It fit me tight and the leather made me feel sexy and powerful. I added a pair of black patent sky high pumps. I finished getting dressed and completed my look to appear as domineering as possible. Now I needed to attend to Chris. "I see that you stayed in your bed like a good little girl." "Did you make pee-pee in your diaper while Mommy was getting ready?" Chris shook his head no. "You will." This next stage in my plan was difficult, but only from the standpoint that I had to be careful and not provide any possible way for Chris to escape. I took his diaper and plastic panties off. I also cut his tee shirt off so that he was laying completely naked except for the bonds that held him to the bed and the gag that was still buckled around his neck. "Christy, if you are a good girl, Mommy is going to take you to the big girl potty and let you go pee-pee." "Would you like that?" Chris nodded yes. "I can't just release you yet from your bonds because I don't want you wandering off." I pulled out bondage mittens that we kept for our playtime, but Chris had never worn them. I was always the submissive recipient in the past. I knew how effective these mittens were if I could just get them on his hands. I also had a special dog collar that I bought for Chris to wear. It was the type that sends an electric shock to the dog’s neck if the animal fails to respond to a command. It was controlled by a small remote control device and supposedly a very effective training device. Some friends of ours had one just like it for their dog and said it was excellent for obedience training. My plan was to use it to keep Chris in line and help train him to listen to my commands. When I pulled out the mittens and collar Chris squirmed, but he knew he wasn't going anywhere. My aim was to be as dominate as possible so that Chris knew I was in control. I wanted him to know that he would have to listen to me or there would be consequences. It was easy snapping the collar around Chris's neck. It was a little more difficult getting the bondage mittens on Chris's hands, but I did them one at a time and never let his limbs become unsecured from the bed posts during the process. The bondage mittens were made of pink leather and were not flexible. I know that when I had to wear them in the past, it was virtually impossible to do anything for yourself. I locked them around Chris's wrists so there wasn't going to be any removing them until I was ready. Chris's ankles were still tethered to the bed posts so I felt safe removing his gag and releasing his arms from the bed posts. He sat there with his legs still secured to the bed, bondage mittens in place, and a shock collar around his neck. "You look adorable Christy, but you are far from being dressed for the day." Chris began to protest, "Kim let me out of these bonds right now!" "You had your little fun, let me out now!" It was time to see how effective the training collar was at controlling Chris. I purposely didn't respond immediately to Chris's outrage. I simply picked up the remote so that Chris could see exactly what I was doing. I pushed the button on the remote and delivered a moderate shock to Chris's neck. My intent was not to hurt him, but to let him know that I could. Chris jumped in response and let out a yelp. He grabbed at the collar and tried to remove it. I just watched in amazement because I knew that with the bondage mittens secured to his hands, he would not be able to undo the buckle to his shock collar. I laughed. "Christy, your hands are useless." "Trust me." "Only I can remove your collar and mittens so I would suggest you be nice to me." "By the way little Christy, the shock I delivered to you was just a moderate shock." "This little training device can go much, much higher and each time you misbehave, I plan to ratchet the dial up a notch." "It also has a nice feature that allows me to deliver a warning tone to your collar and not deliver a shock." "This feature is supposed to be used to train the animal and let him know that a shock is coming if he doesn't respond to the master's command." "The directions say that once an animal has been trained by the shock collar, the tone is usually enough to stop the animal dead in his tracks." "I hope that this device works on you too." "I want you to become fully trained so that you are truly my little dependent diaper slave." Chris tried to protest again, but I held up the remote control and gag and that was enough to keep him quiet. My plan was to put him in diapers, but I wanted to clean him up before I got him dressed. I also wanted to let him go to the potty because I thought it would be more fun feeding him bottles all day and watching his agony grow. After all, Chris may have felt a wet diaper this morning, but he still hadn't had the pleasure of wetting one on his own. His first diaper wetting needed to be special and I was going to make sure that it was memorable. "Christy, I am removing your bonds attached to your ankles and I want you to follow me to the bathroom." "Don't! I repeat! Don't step out of line or you will regret it!" I walked Chris into the bathroom and told him to sit on the toilet and do his morning business. He started to get up when he finished peeing, but I did not give him permission and sent a shock to remind him who was boss. It startled him and he gave a short yelp again. "Did I say you could stand?" "Be a good little slave." Chris asked nicely, "Kim may I get off the toilet now?" "That is better little Christy, but in the future call me master or Mommy, do you understand? "Yes, Mommy." "Good." I gave Chris a bath and he was ready to be dressed. I dried him off and started to lead him out to the room to get dressed. Then without warning he tried to bolt out of the room. He got as far as the bedroom door, but with his bondage mittens on he could not turn the door knob. I let him struggle for a minute and then delivered a hefty shock to warn him to stop. Chris immediately fell to his knees. I could tell that the pain really hit him this time. "Kim, I mean master, please don't shock me again, I will be good, I will be good." "Time will tell little Christy, but I can see that you are not to be trusted yet." With that, I told him it was time to dress him for the day. I had several different outfits that I purchased for Chris to wear this weekend and the tough thing was figuring out which one to put him in first. My criteria was it had to be humiliating to wear. That was the criteria he always used on me when he was in control. I thought that he might be most humiliated if I dressed him as a little girl, complete with diapers, of course. I pulled out a pink little girls dress that I ordered over the internet. It was very girly, very short, and it flared out around the bottom of the dress. I liked this particular dress because once I got Chris into it, his diapers would be peeking out from the bottom of the dress. This would add to the look I was trying to achieve. Chris cooperated during the entire time I dressed him. I made him lay on the floor on top of a diaper changing matt and put a very thick disposable diaper under his bottom. For safe measures, I also included a disposable diaper lining to increase the thickness of his diaper. This was best I thought because I didn't know how long I was going to keep Chris in his diaper and thought I better give him a lot of protection. Also, I wanted him to feel extra bulky between his legs so that he was always aware that he was in a diaper. I was loving this and Chris could not hide his excitement either. He was rock hard. "Boy, Christy is a natural diaper slave," I teased. I pulled the diaper up between his legs and secured it with the tapes. Next, I took white duck tape to finish the job. I wanted to make sure his diaper was on extra tight and would not be taken off until I took it off. I put the tape over the existing tabs and then wrapped a piece of tape around the waist of Chris's diaper. With the bondage mittens on Chris's hands, the diaper was not going to be removed by Chris. Next I shook out another pair of large, pink, plastic panties and worked them up his legs. Chris instinctively lifted his bottom so that I could finish pulling the plastic pants in place. Was he learning? I added to Chris's attire by putting him in white tights and black Mary Jane shoes. The dress was pulled over his head and I zipped up the back of the dress. I stepped back to look at my new little diaper girl. "Boy Christy, you look like you are going to a birthday party." "You look so pretty today." I asked Chris to take a swirl in front of me to enhance his humiliation. He didn't obey at first and I hit the remote to deliver the warning sound. That was enough for him to obey. He was showing progress, but I knew that he could not be trusted. In no way was I going to remove the collar or mittens. Chris took a little spin and the ruffles holding out his dress mixed with the visual image of his pink plastic pants was adorable. "You look so cute, Christy." "I would love to show you off, but for now I will settle for taking a few pictures." I snapped several pictures of Chris on our patio, holding stuffed animals, and in all different humiliating positions. I didn't tell Chris what I was going to do with the pictures because my goal was just to let Chris know that I had them in my possession. I wanted Chris to think I could make life miserable for him if I was pressed to do so My plan seemed to be working fabulously! To Be Continued…
  10. Sooo I can’t believe this just happened last night. Feels like a dream. I had one of the most amazing omo experiences of my life. Completely unplanned too. I hope this doesn’t sound too unbelievable, I absolutely swear this is true. I got very lucky 🙂 Ok so last night was Christmas Eve in Australia. I’m up in a big country town visiting family. I don’t know many people apart from family up here, last night my cousin and her friend invited me to see a local band at one of the pubs. Was a very fun night and eventually we went to a few different pubs and I lost them. I was about to go home when i decided to have a look on the dance floor. Didn’t see anyone I knew but started dancing with these girls and hit it off with one of them. Let’s call her “Becca”, she was a nurse, 30, light brunette, slightly chubby in a curvy way. Very cute face. She was wearing a black tank top and a longish floral skirt that went a bit past her knees. She was very into me. We danced and kissed for a while. It was getting pretty late so I offered to walk her home. We decided to walk down to the riverfront and make out some more. We were both pretty tipsy. As we were getting closer Bec mentioned she hoped there were toilets as she was getting desperate to pee. I don’t know what came over me but i straight up told her that I’d like to see her pee and it’s a massive turn on for me. Without skipping a beat she said asked me what I wanted her to do and was enthusiasticly asking questions about why it turned me on. A very positive response. She admitted that she loved being submissive, loved to please and was really into public exhibitions. I actually couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I told her I want to make out with her while she was desperate and for to pee her panties a little. Beth grabbed my hand and led me to a bench next to the river. At this time of night there was no one around so we had the whole place to ourselves. We started making out passionately and I heard a little splashing sound and and felt my hand get warm as I rubbed her through her beige panties. She had just pissed in her skirt a little sitting down on the bench. I couldn’t believe she didn’t even want to lift it up before she peed. Was this really happening? It felt like a dream. She stood up in front of me and I felt her through her skirt. She peed again making a big wet patch on the front of her skirt. I could see pee running down her legs and making a little puddle on the ground. Her skirt was now soaked on the front and had a nice wet patch on her butt. She was still desperate and kept asking me what else I wanted her to do. I asked her to give me head until she couldn’t hold on any more. That was met with an enthusiastic yes! Beth was squatting down, giving me head when I heard that familiar splashing sound. “Im pissing” she whispered to me. She peed for about 20 seconds. Soaking her skirt and panties even more. I led her to the soft grass on the river bank and laid down. She climbed on top of me with her panties still on and her skirt around her waist. She peed a little more on my stomach before she pulled her panties to the side and slid onto my cock. We fucked for a while she would occasionally stop to let a little more pee out. I made her come twice! She was loving it. Not long after we went back to the bench and talked/kissed. She had drank heaps of water from the nearby water fountain. We were talking about what turned us on when she peed again through her skirt. It was very warm last night so the front of the skirt was almost dry. But the back was now soaked again. It was getting very late so we decided to go out separate ways. We made plans to catch up the next day so thought it was best we both get some sleep for Christmas Day. One last kiss and I felt her through her damp skirt and we partnered ways. She sent me a text saying she needed to pee again walking home so she just pissed down her legs while walking. Said she felt so naughty! Honestly it was an amazing night and I’m still trying to process everything that happened. Every word of this is true. I’ll send some pics in the second part so stay posted. I’m a very lucky guy 😊
  11. From the album: Jailor Eckman's (Fluffier) Hoard

    Prompt: "She really needs to pee, but she... missed her opportunity to go by a couple minutes!" Our little lab rat returns for a desperate dive into the deep after holding it in all last dive and missing her one and only chance to pee! Hey, this is a multi-million-dollar expedition --- they're not turning the sub around for a pee break! 🤣 Pee.S. The other dudes brought bottles, but they're the small-mouth kind that aren't exactly female-friendly! As usual, the nude and textless versions are on my Patreon! So, if you want to see a little more of the fur on our little Pee-h.D., consider checking it out! 😄
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    This was a Douyin streamer known as Bull King (牛王💕). Unfortunately, I was too late to the party; by the time I learned of her existence in mid-December 2022 via these clips from a Telegram, her account had clearly been abandoned. Still, I polled it twice an hour for a month, hoping she might return; sadly, sometime in the last day or two it was deleted. Since she's gone-gone, I thought I might as well share what little that's out there for her that I know of--again, these all come from Telegram. Really sorry I missed her, and that she's disappeared; she looked pretty amazing. (Yeah, the hamster-head...that's a common Douyin effect; and these "rain anchors" often have a thing about hiding their faces when in the act. No idea if it's cultural, legal, or just a streaming tradition, but that's how it was broadcast, so it is what it is.)
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  13. View File Former Douyin anchor "Bull King" (牛王💕) various wetting clips This was a Douyin streamer known as Bull King (牛王💕). Unfortunately, I was too late to the party; by the time I learned of her existence in mid-December 2022 via these clips from a Telegram, her account had clearly been abandoned. Still, I polled it twice an hour for a month, hoping she might return; sadly, sometime in the last day or two it was deleted. Since she's gone-gone, I thought I might as well share what little that's out there for her that I know of--again, these all come from Telegram. Really sorry I missed her, and that she's disappeared; she looked pretty amazing. (Yeah, the hamster-head...that's a common Douyin effect; and these "rain anchors" often have a thing about hiding their faces when in the act. No idea if it's cultural, legal, or just a streaming tradition, but that's how it was broadcast, so it is what it is.) Submitter GSS..GS Submitted 01/15/2023 Category Female  
  14. Sarah sighed, settling down on her padded rear. She had just returned to her dorm after a grueling Advanced Psych midterm and was too mentally exhausted to do any kind of work. She sighed, finally being able to not worry about her hardest exam and getting ready to start a relaxing two days until classes restarted after the weekend. As she was stretching in her desk chair, she failed to realize that her diaper, which had been bone dry until the walk back to her third-floor dorm, was just on the verge of leaking. Unfortunately, the popping of her back was the final straw. The constant warmth around her pussy and butt turned into an unfamiliar heat on her lower thighs, and she sprang into a half-standing crouch. “Shit” she muttered, too tired to fully verbalize the embarrassment of leaking at her age, “What am I, a middle schooler?” As she made her way over to her dresser, shuffling to prevent more leaks, she grew aware of a slight fullness in the depths of her intestines. She felt her lower tummy, with a mild level of surprise more than anything, ‘I must have been more stressed than I thought’ she realized. Before she moved to get a new diaper to change into, she thought about the eternal young adult ruler; pride. Doing the mental calculus, she soon concluded (despite math being her second worst subject and having nothing to do with her major) that it would cost less time, effort, and embarrassment, to make a mess in the overfull diaper she was wearing now while catching the leaks on a towel, then washing the towel, over having to go to her advisor for another package of diapers. “Damn, am I really down to two?” she muttered to herself, having come to a standstill in the middle of her dorm room. She really should start being better about staying on top of her supply, she thought, but then she remembered the reason she kept putting it off; her advisor, Professor Parker. Prof. Parker was the head of the social sciences department and was incredibly intelligent, charismatic, and beautiful. She was loved by everyone in any of her classes and was well-liked by most of the student body. There were a variety of reasons for her popularity, ranging from her very helpful tutoring sessions, her kind nature about test retaking and late work, or her absolutely fantastic ass. Of course, her ass was hardly her only positive physical characteristic. Her brilliant red hair, the color of Sarah’s favorite strawberry jam, her wonderful curves and muscles, courtesy of genetics and a close friendship with the head of the P.E. department, her eclectic sense of style, with wide mirrored shades or shutter glasses hiding her fern green eyes as often as not, or her already incredible height of six foot two in socks (often increased by two or three-inch heels), had all been debated to death. Sarah, however, being one of the few who had decently regular and extended contact with her, was able to determine what made Ms. Parker a truly beautiful woman. Her genuine caring nature, always making sure that her advisees were well cared for, and her motherly nature always shining through in hers and Sarah’s one-on-one sessions in her office. ‘And that godamn, sexy as fuck slight Irish brogue’ Sarah had always had a thing for accents. Ms. Parker was a genuinely good woman and was the advisor of all the full-ride academic scholarships for social sciences, of which Sarah was one of the recipients. Despite all the wonderful things that Ms. Parker was and did, Sarah had started to avoid her more and more over the last several weeks. This was partly because Sarah was worried about disappointing her with her recent academic performance, which had dipped in the last week or so, as she devoted more time to studying for her core class mid-terms, but was mostly because Sarah had developed a massive crush on Ms. Parker and was worried that she’d do something to embarrass herself. It didn’t help that Sarah always got slightly wet whenever Ms. Parker called her “Pet” in her beautiful Irish lilt, which was distressingly often when she went in to ask for more of her school-funded diapers. Her scholarship got her free ones until she graduated, sure, but there needed to be some control, to make sure she wasn’t wasting the money the college gave her. As she came to from her brief trip down recollection road, she realized that the feeling of fulness in her gut had quickly grown into a desperate cramping need. She leant over to where the towels were drying on the elevated bed of her dorm mate, grabbed one and laid it on the ground. She quickly kicked off her shoes and socks before crouching down over the pure white towel. As Sarah got into a position that put less pressure on her intestines, her shockingly warm mess immediately began to flow into the already full seat of her soaked diaper without her consciously releasing it. The hard plug that had caused her to even be aware of the potential mess, instead of only realizing she had shit when she sat onto her mess while going to class or using her computer, shot out quickly and settled between her legs. It was almost instantly followed by an incredibly warm mush spreading across the cleft of her ass and then being pushed out to the seat of her diaper along her silky white skin. The warmth of her insides was spreading around her crotch as more and more poop settled beneath her butt cheeks, making her already huge diaper drop even further between her legs. As the warm mush stopped falling down and began pilling up between her butt-cheeks, forcing the rear padding to be pushed back even further, extending her already sizable ass, the mess began being pushed out to the sides, along her soft ass cheeks, instead of between or below them. Her diaper finally gave up the ghost when her poop began pulling the rest of the absorbent material taught. The light dripping became a consistent pittle-pattle and the pure white towel began to stain yellow. It was so full that the indicator, usually a light blue when used, had disappeared. She finally stopped releasing when the warmth had turned the light-yellow back of her diaper an earthy brown. Her diaper had courageously held on throughout the process, having kept ahold of the heavy weight of her use by sogging down to the middle of her thick thighs. Sarah shifted her wide hips, listening to the plastic-y crinkle turn to a heavy sloshing from all the liquid she had put into it. Her hand went to the rear of her diaper, feeling the heft of the mess she had just made. It was certainly one of the largest she had ever made, and she was grateful her scholarship came with a decently high-end diaper supply. Just as she was reaching to undo her tapes and let the diaper drop to the towel, her phone buzzed. It was an email, from Prof. Parker. The subject line read “Meeting. Important” and the content was only a sentence or so long. “Dear Ms. Anderson, please meet me in my office as soon as possible. We have some important matters to discuss Pet. With Love, Pamala Parker” Sarah did not read into the “With Love” sign off, as Prof. Parker used that with everything, even her grading, but she did quickly let her diaper drop and rolled it up before tossing it into the diaper bin. She hurried with the cleanup, wiping herself down with a wet wipe, before putting on her lavender scented powder and oil. She taped up her new diaper as efficiently as possible, and quickly put a new plaid skirt over it. Jumping into new socks, she velcroid up her shoes, and made sure her hair looked pretty and put together in her pigtails. Happy that she wouldn’t embarrass herself, she quickly grabbed her keys before heading off to the bus stop, her diaper just peeking out from beneath her schoolgirl skirt. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hello, My name is Mr. Lister. This is my first real step into this kind of writing, or any writing in general really, so I am a bit nervous. Please leave your thoughts, because I want to see how I did. I want to continue writing these short little stories, so I don't know how this will go, but I may extend some of the ones people really like. Thanks, have a great time.
  15. Good Evening... firstly if I'm dominating the live thread please tell me to pipe down... But as you may have saw I had a tough morning so thought I'd turn my frown upside down by not using toilet. Chores I've got to do... hang up wet washing, wash my hair, make dinner and most difficult put out bins and recycling (it's really heavy drizzle here) Last wee: 3.15pm Drank : can coke zero lime 300ml water Need: 4/10 could go but I'm ok. Target: 9pm (need early night)
  16. (This is an alternate universe Where gema has biological systems ) This story takes.part in the third era,and is post movie --> Yellow diamond was really tense ,se needed to pee so badly but they were not in homeworld,they were in their spaceship along with the other diamond and spinel She was too shy to tell them,too shy to use the their spaceship bathroom...or we'll she just didn't wanted to use it "Are you OK honey?" Blue asked her gently and looking at her wife,who was sweating and holding her crotch and using her other arm to control her own ship "Yeah totally fine!!!" Yelloe answered angrily when she finally saw homeworld , her relief was so big yet faded so fast Not even taking 5 steps outside the ship she felt a wet sensation on her crotch ,and then big damp patch marking her pants She couldn't even make it to the palace,she was outside,with the others looking at her ,and stepping over a pee puddle "Yellow!why didn't you tell me you had to pee!?!are you can't just hold until you can't anymore "blue said gently holding yellow's hands "I-i-i though I could hold It...."yellow said ashamed of her accident entering the palace ---> The next days,yellow just struggled to arrive at time even more her " bladder clock" was only 5 minutes at max ,at this pint her accidents were frequently,but still refused to wear diapers,and blue never forced ->the restaurant incident Yellow was already true gently to hold when they arrived,once they arrived even through she rushed to the restroom she end up wetting her pants,luckily her partner White borrowed her a spare ones,but she had to stay with her wet panties Yellow decided to drink a Xtra large lemon soda ,and of course we know what this will lead to Once again in the car yellow just screamed telling ehite to stop so she could use the toilet,white was quite annoyed by her partner screaming,and instead of leading her to restroom she played waterfallsounds on radio making yellow wet her self in the carseat making a big damp patc,at this point she just cried, she knew she has jo scape.and had to wear diapers,however by white driving distracted from the screaming diamond they crashed And yes.it left yelloe completely incontinent Blue just diapered her and placed her or her lap To comfort her,she didn't care if yellow was already wet Blue was hugging her until.she feels a got wet sensation on her legs Yellow 's diaper leaked and wet blue's pants At this pint blue just got a little annoyed ,changed yellow diaper against her will ,dressed her in giraffes prints pajamas and placed her in the bed to make her sleep When she wake up she found a new. Surprise To be continued:
  17. Well we all know I do usually enjoy a full bladder but thought I'd share my morning.. After my very needed wee at 6.30am I had my usual coffee, got ready and filled my travel mug with coffee.. normal morning.. That was until I hit gridlocked traffic.. I had to phone ahead as my normal 40min commute took 1 hr 20min... By the time I arrived there wasn't time to use bathroom.. and I didn't get break until 11.20... And I always sip water throughout day (bottle is 20oz which I drink at least 2 of).. By 11 o clock I had to sit on edge of my chair to apply some needed pressure! Wasn't in wet danger but certainly couldn't have waited until next break! Very relieved now!
  18. Jen sighed and squished her thick thighs together while driving her high-end Mercedes convertible rather fast towards her home. She glanced at herself in her rearview mirror. Her grey sports bra pushed up her large jiggly tits which were bouncing as she squirmed in agony. Her dirty blonde hair blew in the wind. She glanced down at her crotch. Her squirming legs were covered in a pair of grey gymshark leggings which hid her grey spandex like Victoria's secret thong. Below that was her shaved, trembling pussy that was desperate to pee! "Come on… come on!!!" Jen begged nobody in particular as she raced down the freeway towards her house. She had just gotten finished teaching her yoga class only to find out the toilets in her studio were broken! She watched as a couple of other ladies ran out of the class to burst alongside the building. Jen couldn’t fathom pissing in such a public place and figured she just could hold it till she got home. However, like most times she had overestimated her bladder and now sat bursting in her expensive car praying she didn’t make a mess. She cursed her daughter for her small bladder. After birthing her one and only kid eighteen years ago her bladder was never the same. She never had random leaking issues like other moms had but her bladder felt like it had shrunk multiple sizes! In college she was known as an iron bladder woman, holding pitchers of beer at a time in her gut, not breaking the seal till late in the night! Now she sat squirming like a little girl desperately trying to make it home after only a couple of hours and a bottle of water. As she pulled into her driveway she sighed in relief and jumped out of her car. As she stood up she was hit with a spasm. Jen gasped and grabbed herself tightly, doubling over and dancing in place. As the spasm faded she desperately looked around hoping nobody could see. Thankfully for her, nobody did. Jen quickly made her way to the door of her somewhat large single-family home. Jen's husband had divorced her right after the birth of their daughter. However, through a long and arduous court process, it was determined he had been cheating on her for years and funneling her money through fake bank accounts. So, now she had a fantastic in a nice part of town, a great car, plenty of money coming in as a result of the settlement and she only had to work a few days a week as a yoga instructor. At the current moment though Jen wasn’t looking at her fancy white runner carpet, her beautiful stainless steel kitchen, or her shiny hardwood floors. No, she was focused on not pissing everywhere. So she ran, hands planted on her pussy whispering "oh no oh no oh no oh no!!!" as she rushed towards her first-floor bathroom. She scurried through the halls, flung open the bathroom door, and was about to open the toilet when she gasped. There was tape on the toilet lid and a note. "Bathrooms are all broken! Plumber should be here in an hour - Dani" "Dani!!!!" Jen yelled dancing in place. Jen heard a couple of thuds down the stairs and then suddenly her daughter appeared in the doorway. Dani was a slender waisted, blonde girl who had a striking resemblance to her father. Light blue eyes, bleach blonde hair. However her assets she clearly got from her mom. A jiggly thick ass, very full and bouncy tits, and nice curvy legs. She stood in a tube top and jean shorts in the doorway, her hair up in a messy bun. "Oh good, you saw my note!" "What the fuck does this mean!?" Jen cried out starting to rub her crotch in need. She felt her piss brimming at the edge of her pee hole and needed a solution soon! "Toilets are all broke! The water is filled to the top. Plumber should be by soon." Dani said. "Did you not read the note?" "Yes, I read the fucking note!" Jen snapped "Jeez mom, what are you twelve, just hold it!" Dani chuckled before leaving her mom be. "God this is all your fault… if you hadn't come out of my fucking vagina I could hold my fucking piss!" Jen cursed to herself wincing Infront of the toilet. Relief was so close yet so far. She glanced at the sink and shower. "If… if I pee there… no… Dani will know…" Frantically Jen thought she only had one other option. In her mind peeing in the sink or tub meant a cleanup process. A cleanup process meant Dani would know. If Dani knew she'd mock her mom. Simple logic… kinda. Call it pee-minded logic. No, instead of doing that Jen raced out towards her back patio. As she exited the nice glass door onto the wooden back deck and down into her fenced-off yard she pushed her thumbs into the hem of her leggings. She got near her gardening shed and was about to simply slip down her leggings and thong and burst piss into the grass below her when… "Hey, Neighbor!" "Oh fuck…." Jen's eyes went wide. She had just started to yank down her leggings, putting them halfway down her thick juicy ass. Quickly she ripped her leggings back up and turned towards her fence. A tall man was just walking up to say hi. He had a nice tidy beard, light gray eyes, an undercut haircut that clearly at one time was black but now had gray peaking through showing his age. His body was in wonderful shape and he wore a simple black tank top and tan cargo shorts. He slipped off his sunglasses and smiled at Jen. For a moment she simply viewed him as someone getting in the way of her pissing but in reality, she knew he was Mark, her sexy next-door neighbor who she had been wanting to flirt with for ages. Jen quickly turned to face Mark, her hands flying towards her back, clutching at her ass. Was it a very effective to hold your pee? No, but she was doing everything she could to hold back the flood without Mark knowing. Her thighs were pushed tightly together and she grabbed herself desperately from behind. "H-Hi Mark!" "Beautiful day out today! You just get back from class?" He asked wiping some sweat from his brow. "Y-yeah! Long day. Back-to-back classes you know…" Jen tried to continue the conversation but soon she was biting her lip and bouncing on the balls of her feet. She felt herself on the brink of losing control. "Nice! Nice… You know my boys are always telling me I should try yoga. Help destress after work…" Mark sighed leaning against the fence. *God why now! Ohhh Id love to try and get him into a private class with me but I need to pee!!!* "Oh yes! Yoga is so good at making you r-relax and…" *Gasp* In at moment Jen relaxed a bit too much and a spurt of piss rocketed into her thong. She straightened up and squeezed her thighs as much as possible together. After freezing for a second, her eyes wide, she stuttered back to her sentence "I-it just has so many benefits…" "I guess so! And what, with such a great instructor I'm sure I'd be able to get all those benefits…" Mark said with a warm smile. *is he… flirting with me? Fuck why now!!!* "I am one of the b-best…" Jen said smiling trying to keep everything under control. A moment later however she gasped again as another spurt of piss, this one longer, sprayed out from her tightly clenched pee hole. "Are you… okay? You seem tense?" Mark asked a bit puzzled. "Oh, I'm fine!" Jen fake laughed, waving her hand. "Just… pulled a muscle during my class. It's um… giving me c-cramps…" She sputtered out, another leak slipping from her grasp. "God that sucks… what muscle? I used to get all sorts of pulls in the military…" Mark asked trying to relate and keep the conversation going. Jen gasped again. Another spurt had rocketed out and she couldn’t stop it with sheer muscle alone. She shoved a hand to her crotch and rubbed, bending her knees inward. In a moment of quick thinking, she gasped out. "M-my crotch muscles um… I- split… I split a little too hard…" "O-Oh!" Mark was a bit stunned, watching Jen just openly rub her crotch Infront of him. *I mean she's… just massaging the muscles right?* "I must say I've… never pulled my crotch but a buddy of mine had… Sucked for him so… uh… Ice up I guess… sorry I can't be of more help…" Mark tried to offer up some help but he was more stunned and slowly getting hard just watching Jen squirm around. "I-I'm sure I'll be fine. I-I'm sorry it just… hurts so bad…" Jen managed to say before gasping as she lost it. She had waited too long and her muscles couldn’t hold any longer. Pee sprayed from her clenched pee hole and soaked through her soft thong, leaking and rolling down into her expensive leggings. In a flash of thinking, she leaned herself against the fence, very close to where Mark was on the fence and tried to pass off what was happening. She prayed he couldn’t see through the fence the mess that was going on. She moaned a little in relief. "Ohhhh god…" Piss continued to spray from her pussy absolutely devastating her thong and ruing her grey leggings. As Jen opened her eyes she met Marks who was simply bewildered. Thankfully for her, he couldn’t see a thing down below but he was visibly confused about her movement towards the fence and the moan. "A-are you okay?" "O-oh um yeah… s-sorry… I um… I just tried to stretch it out and….. God the relief I just got was… wonderful…" Jen sighed and then cringed a little realizing what was happening. Her piss was pooling in her expensive sneakers and the hot piss that had just splashed down her legs and was still streaking down into the grass was starting to cool on her legs. "Gotcha… well um… I better finish up out here and get dinner ready for the boys… maybe we could do a private session sometime… if you could clear up a crotch pull that fast I wonder what you could do for me!" Mark replied with a small smile. "I think… that would be wonderful!" Jen said happily. "You have a good night Jen." Mark turned and walked back to his house. On the way back his shook his head. "Man that girl might be a bit odd sometimes but she's fuckin hot!" As Mark left Jen sighed and leaned against the fence. She looked down and inspected the damage. Her leggings were soaked. Her trainers were flooded. She pulled the hem of her leggings and confirmed that her thong was absolutely flooded with piss. "Fuck sake…" Quickly she looked and saw Mark had gone inside and she made a beeline to the house. As she made her way inside she luckily was able to avoid Dani and get to her room to strip off her leggings and underwear. As she shed them and looked at herself in the mirror she thought *If you wanna get mark… you gotta learn to hold your piss better… this cannot happen again…* Little did she know this would be the first of many wet days ahead for Jen.
  19. My name is Pristila and I have a problem, the problem is that I had very interesting life. To context to my stories. I'm a 21 years girl (in October 2023 I'll have 22), I have a very fair skin, hazel eyes and a red blond hair. In 21 years I have some extreme situations that I would like to share. DELIVERY My first story occured in May 2020, in the first wave of the pandemic. I had to come to the city that year to study periodism, in that city (that I call city "Pt") my sister lives since 2017 so I didn't be alone. In my first year of university I found a work to deliver girl in a fastfood. I have to go to differents spots to the city (it's a capital) delivering their orders with a motocycle. In March when the COVID-19 pandemic started in our country, my sister Ilsa left her work, but I continue with mine. Then the months passed and I was in a saturday of the month of May. I wook up early (7 am) and I drank a soda before to go to work. That day it was very hot and I wore a black armless tank top (that left my belly uncovered too), a black leggins and open shoes like flip-flops with no socs. When I was in work, I had little wants to pee, no importancy. They gave me the first order of the day and I departured with my moto. The streets was empty, the city was in quarantine, thanks to it was very fast to reach my destination, I gave the first order with no difficulties. In the trip to the house (of the delivery) to my work, I began to fell a pression in my belly, it was very annoying, I passed the lights in red (because there no cars). I came to my work again to the second order and when the guys were preparing it the tickle of my bladder became to pain. I gotta pee (repeat me in my mind) The second order was ready and I put it in the compartment of the moto. They gave me the adress, my destination was very far, in the suburbs of the city. When I traveled four or five squares I found a red light with cars, I stoped the moto and waited. I feel a little pressure on my vulva and a liquid spilling inside me, I closed my eyes with fierce, I was wearing glasses. When the light turned green, I pulled the gas to top, I passed by a bridge and the sound of the water of the river was unsoportable. I was almost two milles to my destination when I had a leak. I stoped and hold my croatch. I did a little of pee again, it wet my panties and the left thigh of the leggins. I thought to find a tree to get a squat but I realized that this was going to take a long time and should be very punctual. My crotch was dripping, the seat was wet. How was I going to introduce myself like that? At that moment, I regretted not wearing shorts or a skirt. This makes it easier for women to pee in the street. I arrived at my destination, it was a building with a driveway and parking spaces inside, I got off the motorcycle and looked for the address, it was right on the second floor. I swear climbing that damn steel staircase was horrible, with each step I was escaping in pee. I was literally peeing right there in front of the door, when they finally opened it I was shaking. I told myself, anything I fell into a puddle. When I was getting paid and the ticket couldn't stay still, I twisted a bit and squeezed my thighs. When they finally closed the door I realized that the return trip was still missing, everything was closed due to the pandemic, there were no bathrooms and I was not going to hold out until I got to the fastfood. So I decided to give up and find a place to urinate in that apartment complex, I first thought of squatting under the stairs, but realized that the splashing of urine would make a lot of noise. But then I saw a salvation, there was a small alley between buildings, it was very narrow but it worked for me. The alley was so narrow that squatting would get me wet, it was much narrower than the length of my thighs so I decided to make the most surreal urination position possible. Before entering I lowered my leggings and panties to my ankles, with my private parts dripping and exposed, I went into the alley and first held my left hand in a chimney and my right in a ventilation duct. Then I jumped up and put my feet against the wall of another building and bent my knees, it was like a vertical squat, the position was so effective that the urine began to come out immediately, splashing in a cascade, first wetting my buttocks and then the asphalt. I got scared because I was making a lot of noise, I urinated for almost a minute until I stopped and felt a relaxation. After the spasm I realized I was floating on a puddle of my own urine, my hands were red from holding on, (I'm athletic so I was able to hold the position). Now I was thinking how to get out. First I lowered one foot and then the other, both stepped on the urine. I ran out of the alley and out of the building, never to return.
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  23. Disclaimer: All of my stories are written with the help of AI to varying degrees, though I still write the majority myself. It was an interesting party. the men wearing dashing suits, the girls in gorgeous cocktail dresses, most having loose fitting skirts with little petticoats beneath, and barely hidden beneath each dress, a diaper on every girl in the house. a few of the girls already had diapers that noticeably sagged beneath the hem of their skirt, while others looked perfectly comfortable, and still others squirmed in desperation as they tried to hold it as long as they could before the inevitable accident. The air was filled with jazz music from the band in the corner, and everyone seemed to be having a good time. Allie's eyes were drawn away from the dance floor for a moment when she noticed all her friends, except for one girl who was dancing closely with her boyfriend, looking at her intently. She knew what they wanted; they wanted her to pee in her diaper! They'd been teasing her about it for weeks now and today was no different. She kept a straight face for a moment but then turned red and put out her hand to stop them. "No, I'm fine," she insisted. "Come on Allie, please?" said Candace. She was wearing a white dress that showed off her tanned legs. It was held up by matching white straps across her shoulders, showing off her ample cleavage. She wore a pink bow around her neck. "I really can't, not right now." Allie replied. Candace rolled her eyes, clearly exasperated. "We're here because we want you to have fun!" she protested. The other girls nodded their heads in agreement, and continued staring at Allie. "Ok, let me think about it." Allie said, turning back to the dance floor. The other girls gave her a round of applause and cheered enthusiastically. "She's going to do it!" they chorused. Allie smiled and rolled her eyes, and made her way onto the dance floor. After a couple of songs, she decided it was time. She walked over to the bar where the bartender was serving drinks to some of the guests. "Excuse me sir," she said politely. "Would you mind getting me a glass of water?" He looked her up and down and then smiled at her. "Sure thing." he said. "Anything else?" "Actually, yes," she replied. "I'd also like a glass of club soda with lemon please." "What would you ladies like?" said the bartender. "Just water for us thanks," said Candace. The bartender poured the water and handed it to Allie and the other girls. He returned to the bar to get the club soda. Allie took a sip of the water. As she did so, a man approached from behind her to fill his own glass from the pitcher. She almost gasped aloud when she felt a small wet spot form between her legs. Her bladder was full and ready to go. "Here you are ma'am." said the bartender handing her the club soda. "And a lemon wedge." He turned to the man standing next to her. "Were you looking for something?" "Oh, no, nothing that important. Here you go." He handed the bartender a dollar bill and took a glass of water from him. Allie turned to see the stranger smiling at her. "Thank you," she said. "You're welcome." he answered. "Enjoy your night." With that he turned and rejoined his group of friends. She watched him walk away and couldn't help thinking how cute he was, and how much she wished he'd stayed longer. Luckily for her, It wasn't long before he returned. "That's a pretty dress you're wearing," he said to her. "Thank you. You look very handsome yourself." She responded. "Thanks. So...do you always wear diapers?" he asked. Allie blushed, and looked down at her feet. "Well, sometimes I do." she confessed. She didn't normally tell people that, But she'd never been directly asked before, either. "Yeah, I know what it's like. My wife is the same way." he answered. "Really?" she exclaimed. "Is she one of the girls here tonight?" "No, she worked all day so she couldn't make it. She does however, love this kind of party though. We've been coming to them together for years." "Wow." She said. "She must be very lucky." "Are you married?" he asked. "No, actually. And I'm sorry, but I don't think I'll be able to hold my pee any longer." "Oh! Are you sure?" "Kind of," she admitted. "But I guess I can try to make it until the next dance." "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone if you decide to go ahead and wet your diaper." Her heart skipped a beat. She hated being teased for wetting herself. She had never even thought of having someone see her doing it on purpose. But somehow it didn't seem as bad now with him reassuring her. "I don't know..." she started to say. "It's ok. I promise I won't laugh or anything." He said comfortingly. He could tell it was her first time, and was doing his best to help her. "Ok. Fine." she said reluctantly. "Great!" he smiled. "Let's get out there and dance." They walked over to the middle of the dance floor and began dancing. They stayed close to each other. The music was fast and loud, making conversation difficult, but Allie managed to ask him some questions anyway. "So how long have you been married?" she asked. "Almost three years now. I met my wife through chance," he answered. "I still remember the first time I saw her. I went on a hike and she sat down right next to me. Her hair was blowing in the wind, and I could smell her perfume. She leaned forward and smiled, and the rest is history." "That sounds wonderful," she sighed. "I wish I had someone like that, but I haven't been able to meet anyone since I moved here." "Really? I think you seem really nice. Maybe we can change that." "Maybe," she replied. "I hope so. Do you come to these parties often?" "Yes, every month. Sometimes more than once if my wife can make it." Allie laughed a little nervously. "My roommate doesn't really care for clubs and stuff like this," she said. "I usually just go by myself." "Really? I don't blame them. This place gets pretty crowded sometimes." "Not too bad tonight though," she said. "But I've only seen a few people who look like they might be here alone." "Well, I'm glad you decided to dance with me. Maybe you'll meet someone else tonight." A slow song started playing and the man took her hand and pulled her closer. They danced close to each other and held hands. The man put his arm around her shoulder and Allie snuggled up against him. His strong arms felt good around her, and she felt safe and relaxed. She closed her eyes and let the music carry her away. She heard the man singing along to the song. She opened her eyes and felt something warm and wet between her legs, and realized that she was starting to pee herself. She tried to stop it, but she couldn't. It was too late. As soon as the song ended, the man sensed her distress. "Are you ok?" he asked. "I'm fine!" she lied. "Just having a bit of trouble holding it." The man nodded. He squeezed her shoulder gently and asked if she needed to pee. She shook her head no and told him she was fine. The next song started playing, and the man held her hand again as they started dancing. After a minute or two, she felt comfortable enough to relax a bit. She noticed that the man was looking into her eyes, and smiled at him. "You seem very nice," she said. "I'm glad you asked me to dance." "So am I," he smiled back at her. "And it looks to me like you finally let go." "Do you think?" she asked nervously. He nodded. "It's ok. I mean, every girl here has or will do the same tonight." Allie looked down at her soaked diaper and then glanced nervously at the man. "I'm sorry. I would have waited until after our next dance if i could have." The man chuckled. "No need to apologize. I'd rather see you wet yourself. Besides, it's not the end of the world." "I guess not," she admitted. The next song started and they continued to dance. Allie felt a little uncomfortable, but she tried to keep up her act. The man seemed to notice that things weren't going well though, and he leaned in close to her ear. "If you want to take a break, I understand," he whispered. "I'll wait for you if you want." "That's ok," she whispered back. "I can handle this." The next song started and they continued to dance. By this time, Allie felt like she was getting used to the idea of being seen dancing in a wet diaper. When the next song ended, the man took her hand and led her off the dance floor. "I'm going to take a break," he said. "You go ahead and get cleaned up if you want." She turned toward the door, and saw that the line for the women's bathroom was incredibly long. There was no way she would make it before the next song started. Allie nodded and headed back to the table. As she returned to the table, she noticed that some of the guys were looking at her strangely. She thought they must have noticed her wet diaper, but she didn't say anything. She sat down on the booth beside Tom, but she didn't feel quite as relaxed as before. She felt the urge to pee again, and she could tell that she was wetting herself while she sat. Tom noticed that Allie wasn't sitting quite right. "What's wrong?" he asked. Allie blushed. Trying play it off, she shrugged. "I'm a little tired." Tom nodded. "I know what you mean. It's been a busy night. Are you sure you're ok?" "Yeah, I'm fine," she replied. "Ok then," he smiled. "Let me know if you need anything." "Thanks," Allie smiled back. The next song started, and Allie looked over and caught sight of Candace dancing with another girl. She watched them for a moment, then realized that both Candace and her partner were wet. She looked around the room to see who else was wet, and she noticed several girls, but nobody seemed to be bothered. Several of the guys were checking out the girls' diapers, and everyone seemed content. Allie felt a wave of relief wash over her. She still felt embarrassed about being seen wearing a wet diaper, but she realized that most people probably didn't even care. That was the point of this party after all. It wasn't a big deal! The next song started playing, and a new man asked Allie back to the dance floor. She nodded to Tom and he smiled as she left. They danced for a while, and Allie was feeling a lot better. She got more confident, and she began to enjoy herself. By the time the next song ended, Allie felt pretty good about herself. She felt like she was beginning to get the hang of this diaper love thing, and she was enjoying herself. The man offered to buy her a drink. Allie accepted, and smiled as she took the glass from his hand. As she sipped her drink, she looked around the room and noticed that there was only one other woman currently wetting her diaper, when she turned toward the restroom and spotted Candace standing in line. She seemed to be leaking down her leg. "Hi Candace!" Allie called out, walking over. "be right back" she told the man, who nodded. Candace waved and smiled. "Hey Allie," she replied. "How are you doing?" Allie shrugged. "I'm ok. I'm having a good time," Allie smiled. "Oh yeah? Me too," Candace grinned. "I've never done this before, but I'm starting to really like it." "Me too," Allie replied. "I mean, I'm kinda nervous, but I'm really having fun." "Well, we're gonna be here for a couple of hours," Candace laughed. "We might as well enjoy ourselves." "Yeah," Allie agreed. "I don't think I could have gotten through this without you." "Don't worry," Candace said. "It's not that bad." "Yeah," Allie agreed. " and here I was afraid it was going to be embarrassing." "Not a chance," Candace explained. "I mean, everyone is wearing a diaper. Nobody cares." "I guess so," Allie answered. They chatted for a few minutes, and Allie was surprised by how easy it was talking to Candace. She was beautiful and very nice, and they had a lot in common. They talked about various topics, and Allie found that she liked Candace quite a bit. When Candace's turn came to use the bathroom, Allie walked her there. "i mean, if i was trying to use it, it would be a little late. I was standing in a puddle back there" Candace said with a laugh. "No worries," Allie said. "I'll help you change." "Thanks," Candace smiled. Allie helped her get the soaked diaper off and Candace cleaned up and put on a new one. Then Allie lifted her skirt to show Candace her wet diaper as well. "think i should change? or wait?" Allie asked. "Wait," Candace smiled. "It can handle it" "Ok then," Allie smiled and dropped her skirt, leaving her wet diaper on as they left the bathroom. She rejoined her dance partner, and they continued to dance to the next two songs. When the next song ended, Candace asked Allie if she wanted to join her back at their table. Allie kissed the man on the cheek, nodded and followed her friend. When they reached the table, Candace pulled out a chair and sat down. Allie took another chair and they ordered drinks. "So, how do you like this place?" Candace asked. "It's nice," Allie answered. "I'm having fun." "I know, right?" Candace smiled. "This is great!" "Yeah," Allie agreed. "hey check out those two" Candace said with a sly smile. "looks like a little bit of D/s play" Allie looked where Candace was pointing and saw the couple in the corner. The woman was sitting against the windowsill with her legs parted and her skirt was hiked up high enough for Allie to see that she had wet her diaper under her short dress. Her girlfriend was holding herself, whimpering, and it looked like she had been waiting all night without relief. "Miss, please let me..." they heard the desperate girl say. "Hold your pee just a moment longer, sweetheart," the woman said in a soothing voice. "Be a good girl." "Please..," the girl pleaded. "You will wait until I tell you," the woman said firmly. "Yes ma'am," the girl cried. "That's my good girl," the woman laughed softly. They kissed while the sub held herself and squirmed. Then Allie saw the domme mouth "go" in a voice too quiet for Aliie to hear, and the girl began flooding her diaper completely, to the point it overflowed and ran down her legs and spread across the floor beneath her. "Go ahead honey," the woman said, laughing softly. The girl was clearly in bliss as she soaked herself. "I can't believe that happened," Allie said. "I know right? That was fucking hot" Candace said with a sultry smile. Allie smiled back. She couldn't wait to see what else this party had in store. ***
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