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  1. Halloween party(Halloween Special) Jadian and Nico were hanging out alone at Jadian’s house before a Halloween Party. It was their school’s big Halloween event hosted every year in the schools gym. It was almost like Homecoming but for Halloween and you could bring a date but one wasn’t really required, but of course Nico had asked Jadian to go with him, and costumes were highly recommended. Jadian and Nico were sitting on Jadian’s bed listing to music when Nico tapped Jadian on the shoulder “We should start to get ready but before that I got you a gift” Nico said with a smile as he pulled a gift out of his bag and handed it to Jadian. Jadian was surprised as a gift wasn’t expected and he got Nico nothing. “Neeks I didn’t get you anything, you shouldn’t have” Nico replied ”I know but and that's okay but I saw these and thought of you”. Jadian smiled at Nico and opened his gift. It was Limited Edition Halloween style briefs; one was black and orange striped, one was black with ghost on it, and one was black with Jack-o-letrens on it. ”Suprise!! Since you started liking wearing briefs I thought these would be cute!”Jadian hugged Nico ”I love them, I'm going to wear a pair tonight!” Nico was glad to hear this and couldn't help but to smile when Jadian opened the pack and pulled down his shorts and boxer briefs. ”Which pair should I wear?” Jadian asked as he looked over at Nico. ”Whichever pair you want” Nico replied and Jadian took out the first pair and slide them on. It was the black and orange striped pair and Nico loved how Jadian looked in them. ”How do I look?” Jadian asked Nico turning to him again. ”Sexy and cute” Nico responded. Jadian smiled and sat on the bed crossing his legs next to Nico and kissed Nico. Nico put his hand on Jadian’s top knee and kissed him back. After a few minutes Jadian said ”lets get ready” and stood up uncrossing his legs. Nico also stood up and lead Jadian to the bathroom to apply his white face make up. After a while it was done and time for Nico’s green make up. When that was done it was time to get dressed. Jadian couldn't help but to watch and smile as Nico pulled down his shorts exposing his white Calvin Klien briefs. They both pulled on black pants, Jadians were more dress pants while Nico’s we're ripped and worn. Jadain also put on a white dress shirt and cape while Nico put on a ripped and worn suit. Nico looked over at Jadian and said with a smile ”there is my Dracula” and Jadian looked at Nico and said with a smile ”there is my Frankenstein's Monster”. They smiled at each other then left for the Halloween Party. The drive wasn't long at all and when they got there they went straight to the gym. Immediately they found there friends, some from the basketball and football team and some not. Jadian was having so much fun he didn't even notice that his bladder was slowly filling up as the night went on. Jadian and Nico were bobbing for apples when Jadian looked up and thought he saw an old friend. He told Nico he will be right back and pushed his way though the crowd to get a better look and he was right. He saw a guy standing there in white gym shorts and a normal t shirt. ”Aiden!” Jadian called and his old friend turned around and saw him ”Jadian!” he said as he ran up and hugged him. ”What you doing here” Jadian asked him with a smile as he pulled away. ”My dad got orders form the military to come back so I thought I might come here and catch up” Aiden responded. ”Well welcome back dude, does this mean you will be going to school here again?” Aidien shook his head ”Unfortunately not, I'm home schooled now” Nico found Jadian and walked up to him. He saw Jadian taken to someone who looked fimilar but he couldn't place it. ”Hey Jadian there you are, who's this?” ”Hey Nico, the remember that time we went on a school basketball trip and we became friends?” Nico nodded ”well this is Aiden, he was the other not with us” Nico eyes got wide as he remembered and turned to Aiden. “Welcome back!” Nico said as he hugged Aiden who hugged him back also as he too had forgotten Nico and that's when Jadian first noticed his bladder. ”I can see you guys became good friends” Aiden said to Jadian and Nico. Jadian and Nico looked at each other then laughed. ”you could say that” Jadian said ”but shortly after the trip Nico and I became friends and then I realized I wasn't straight and Nico was gay so long story short we are now boyfriends” Aiden’s face lit up ”that is amazing!” he said. That's when a wave of desperation hit Jadian and he had to cross his legs and grab himself. Aiden noticed right away as he was standing in front of Jadian ”looks like someone has to go to the bathroom, better go as you don't want to end up like I did on the bus trip. Jadian looked at him ”like we all did” and he and Nico waved goodbye to Aiden as the made there way to the bathroom. It took all Jadian had to not hold himself as he and Nico walked to the bathroom. Unfortunately, at this was an after school event only one bathroom was open and their was a line. Jadian immediately crossed his legs and whispered to Nico ”I don't want to ruin these new briefs you gave me but I'm not sure I can make it.” Nico said ”its okay baby, if you can't hold it just go” Jadian knew he had to try and held on but Nico saw Jadian was now holding himself in plain sight and whispered to him ”Jadian please just go, I can see that your in pain” Jadian wanted to hold on but he looked and saw six people were still in front of him and knew he couldn't make it. Jadian closed his eyes and relaxed. Immediately pee started to flow from his body with a loud hiss as pee soaked his new black and orange briefs and black dress pants and ran down his tan legs making a huge pee puddle at his feet. Nico watched as his boyfriend’s black dress pants started to glister with pee. Jadian peed for what seemed like hours and felt himself get hard but when he finally stopped he quietly started to cry. Nico know now to make Jadian feel better and took a deep breath and relaxed. Jadian looked confused when he heard a faint hiss and opened his eyes to see his boyfriend peeing. Nico felt as pee soaked his white CK briefs and torn black pants. Jadian watched as pee ran down Nico’s legs form the tears in Nico’s pants and watched as Nico’s pee mixed with his on the gym floor. After a few more minutes Nico was empty and his hiss died down. ”Now you are not the only one”. Jadian smiled and hugged Nico after hearing this. ”But I ruined your gift” he whispered in Nico’s ear while hugging him. Nico smiled and couldn't help but to laugh ”it’s okay”. After a while they finally finished hugging and decided to leave early. As they were walking to Nico’s car they saw a figure leaning against the building smoking, it was dark so they couldn't make out who it was. When they got closer Jadian recognized the figure, ”Aiden!?” Aiden looked up ”Oh, hi Jadian and Nico, see that something's don't change” as he said the last part he also laughed and pointed to Jadian’s and Nico’s pants. But Jadian knew Aiden and he could tell something was up. ”You okay, man?” Jadian asked him. Adien shook his head ”No, not really” Jadian went to hug him but he stepped back, ”no, you'll get your pee on me.” Jadian nodded and stepped back. Jadian knew Aiden didn't mean to be harsh but he was still hurt by that. ”Whats wrong, buddy?” Nico asked Aiden. Aiden looked at him and laughed ”life sucks, that's what's wrong. I just got a call from my dad and in a few weeks I'm moving again!” Aiden tried to fight back the tears but he couldn't. Jadian and Nico looked at each other ”it’s okay, Aiden” Thats when Aiden got angry ”IT’S NOT OKAY, ALL I EVER DO IS MOVE I CAN’T KEEP ANY FRIENDS BECAUSE OF THAT AND WHEN I MEET UP WITH OLD FRIENDS AND GET HOPE WE CAN BE FRIENDS AGAIN I’M TOLD I’M MOVING AGAIN” Aiden yelled and started to cry harder. Jadian and Nico looked at each other again and that's when they heard it. A hiss coming for Aiden’s pants. Aiden saw them looking confused at him and said ”What I had to go and seeing you two in piss soaked pants why not just let it go in my pants” Jadian and Nico shrugged in agreement and laughed as Aiden’s blue Calvin Klein briefs became visible. The three of them stood there laughing as Aiden peed his pants.
  2. Here is a story I wrote for the abdlstoryforum.info Halloween contest. Feedback is very much encouraged. Redeeming Clara 1. Hanging Out In a New Body The Halloween party ended and I moved on to my next host. I woke up unable to breathe, my neck on fire from the pain and my feet dangling from the floor. I looked down, my vision skewed by my twisted neck, and saw I was hanging ten feet above the floor. I reached to my neck and I realized my new host had just hung herself. “Clara,” I croaked. “Please get me down.” Clara flew up to get to me. She was still red, but not as red as she was last time. Her wings were bat-like and the wind of her flight buffeted me, sending waves of pain through my neck. She examined the noose and flew up to banister and lowered me to the floor. I untied what looked like an orange extension cord from my neck and straighted my head with a crack. My broken neck healed and I fell to the ground with a squish, but I could breathe. I took deep breaths and exhaled and then my senses were restored to me. For one, I could smell and I smelled and felt the poop in my pants. Clara grinned at me, but her fangs really made her seem more scary than jovial. “She killed herself, or would have if you haven’t jumped in to save her. Humans always poop themselves when they die. Bailey, we go through this every time.” She then held my chin up in her hand and force me to look at her. “Are my horns gone now? I really want to wear my halo again. I make a poor guardian angel for you without it.” “They are smaller, but you are still a demon. ‘Go ahead and kill yourself, Bailey,’ you said. ‘No one likes you anyway,’ you said and then we jumped off the bridge.” Clara frowned. “I thought you’d jump in and save me and then I’d show you what it was like if you were never born. It worked in the movies.” “You are a supernatural being and you get your advice from cheesy Christmas movies. You can’t do that. Besides, this is a Halloween story. And that is why you are now a demon and why I have to jump from body to body like a suicide version of Jonathan Archer.” Clara sighed. “Jonathan Archer is Star Trek. You are thinking Scott Bakula.” I glared at my guardian demon. “Well you know the drill. You got to fix this one.” She pointed at me in my new body. “Remember, we only have until Halloween.” She spun around and with a puff of noxious black smoke, she disappeared. I walked up the stairs to change my pants. I tried the doors until I found a bathroom and then slowly removed my smelly jeans and panties. The jeans were nice Seven jeans and the panties were once nice and silky, but the lump of poop in the seat and the wetness sure did nothing to help them. I dumped the poop in the toilet, threw all the clothes in a heap on the floor and took a long, long shower. Once clean, I looked in the mirror. There was no steam on the mirror which I thought odd. I was naked and my skin was red from the shower heat. Not, as read as Clara’s, but red none-the-less. There was a prominent white ring around my neck from the extension cord. The last thing I wanted was to spend time in a mental hospital and have to wait until next Halloween to move on. Two hosts ago, it took me five years to solve her issues. Her hair was blonde, where my real hair, which I hadn’t seen in twenty years was a mousy brown. I wondered what this girl’s problem was. What could be so bad as to make her want to kill herself? I turned and walked naked throughout the house looking for my bedroom. The house was huge. She was a rich girl. I counted six bedrooms before I found one with Seven jeans in the closet. Clothes from Nordstrom’s and Macy’s abounded. A queen bed sat on a platform by the window and two stairs led down to an area with a desk and computer and another area with a small entertainment system. It wasn’t the master bedroom. That was down the hall and had been large enough to park a Mercedes. I grabbed some clothes and dressed, then ran out to clean up. The clothes from the bathroom quickly went into a hamper in my bedroom. The extension cord went into the garage and then I noticed the yellow puddle in the atrium where I had peed while swaying from the rope. I went to the bathroom and got a towel and was about to come downstairs and wipe it up when I saw a woman standing there looking at the puddle. “Maria, are you having trouble getting to the bathroom again?” She was blonde with gray streaks starting to blend in. It made her seem stately rather than old. I am sure she would have dyed it otherwise. She looked like an older version than my new body. “Um, I…,” I looked at the towel in my hand and then at the woman. “It was just an accident,” I said. The woman turned and picked up a cardboard box. I knelt down to clean up the puddle, but she shook her head. “Let Leticia clean that up. Come on upstairs to your room.” I followed her upstairs and sat on the bed. The woman sat beside me. She started to open the box. “I think that you should start wearing diapers today instead of tomorrow.” I looked around panicked. “Surely, I am too old for diapers. I don’t need them.” The woman looked sad. “Maria, the school complained about your accidents. I had to go to a parent teacher conference about it, This is serious and we only have to do this until we figure out what is wrong.” She pulled out a diaper and stretched it out. “Please take off your pants and panties and let’s get this done now.” The diaper was huge. I had never really been around babies that much and I didn’t know what to expect. But I pulled off my pants and panties to lie on the bed. Clara appeared and just watched me. She was doubled over with laughter. I was getting angry. “Too bad your hosts weren’t diapered.” She then howled with laughter. I was worried the woman would hear. The woman did not seem to notice. She positioned the diaper, poured a bit of powder inside and taped me up. Then she helped me into a sitting position. “It’s not so bad,” she said. “No one at your school will notice a thing.” She picked up my discarded clothes and walked across the room to the hamper. Clara was still rolling on the floor laughing, and the woman just walked through her. She opened the hamper to through my jeans and panties inside. As she opened the lid, her nose wrinkled. She dropped the clothes, but said nothing about the smell of the mess inside other than remark. “I’ll have Leticia do your laundry a day early.” She left me alone with Clara in just a diaper and t-shirt. 2. Off to School With My Guardian Demon I awoke to flapping sounds. Clara’s batwings fanned the sheets off me, leaving me in just a diaper and a shirt. “Hey,” I yelled and grabbed the sheets to cover myself and then reached over to turn on the lights so I could see her. She pointed to the nightstand clock that showed 7:29 am. “You are forgetting that I am a fallen angel.” The clock ticked to 7:30 am and the alarm started blaring. I glared at Clara and then sat up angry. “I hate you,” I said. I threw the sheets back aside and stumbled into the en suite bathroom, pulled off the still-dry diaper and took off my shirt. By the time I took a shower, I was calmed down and ready to get this host over with. I looked in the mirror and got a good look at myself. Maria had blonde hair, but it was straight and thin. She was also very pale. That was a problem because the red rope burn around my neck showed what the girl had tried to do to herself before I was sent to save her. I came back into the bedroom and started looking in the closet. Maria had a lot of clothes, but not much to look at. I looked at the jeans. All of them were baggy mom jeans. The girl was what? A teenager at the very least and she dressed like an old woman. I found a pair of pink pants and a black t-shirt and then found underwear in her drawer. I dressed and looked in the mirror. That nasty red mark on my neck still showed. “Your new mother isn’t going to approve of that outfit,” said Clara. “Why?” I asked. I grabbed the scarf and wrapped it around my neck to hide the mark. “Just wait.” The demon snapped her fingers and the door opened. The mom stood in the doorway. “Wow. You are up already? Usually I have to drag you out of bed.” She looked at my outfit. “You look nice today. I shrugged. “I woke up before my alarm rang and couldn’t get back to sleep.” “Well come down for breakfast. Carlos is going to be surprised when I ask him to put out another plate for you at breakfast.” I went ahead of her out the door and felt at tap at my butt. “You aren’t wearing your new underwear.” “She means your diaper,” said Clara. “I know what she means, Clara,” I said. The mother looked worried. “Who are you talking to?” she asked. I felt panicked. “Um, no one.” “Well, lie down on the bed. I don’t want to send Jimmy to your school to bring you more clothes. Wednesday he had to bring them twice. This needs to stop and that is why the doctor suggested diapers until we figure out what is wrong.” “Fine,” I said and went to lie on the bed. The change done, I pulled my pink pants back up and looked in the mirror. I was surprised the diaper didn’t show. Maybe it was because this was a new butt, but I couldn’t tell if it looked bigger or not. I walked out of my room to the dining room. The dining room was a weird experience. The table looked like it could hold a state dinner. I think there were twenty chairs on each side of the table. The mother took a seat at the end and I sat to her right. Only her place was set. A Hispanic man in a chef’s outfit carried in a silver covered platter and put before her. When he pulled away the cover there were stacks of bacon and a pile of scrambled eggs. He looked at me. “Should I bring some plates for you, Miss Maria?” “Maria actually got out of bed this morning,” said the mother. She had a big smile on her face. Carlos went out the door and returned with a place setting. He then served the food on our plates. I just wolfed down the food. I was starved. I wondered why Maria didn’t always wake for breakfast. It would probably make her more mellow. “What did you do with my daughter?” asked the mother. Was I spotted? I looked to Clara for help. She just shrugged. Carlos stood by the door smiling. The mother smiled too. “I don’t know what it was, but I am glad you are eating again. It’s been almost a month since you lost your appetite. The doctor said he was worried.” So Maria wasn’t eating. This was weird. The last time I was in an anorexic girl, I never felt hungry. I had been starving. I stood. “I am going to get my school stuff,” I said. “Jimmy will bring your car around.” I ran up to my room. “Sweet,” I said. “My own car.” I went through the room and finally found my school bag and opened it up. Everything was there and all the notebooks were organized. My phone lay on the table and I checked it. I didn’t know the pin code, but my fingerprint was all I needed to unlock it. The to do app had all my homework assignments. None of the assignments were finished that were due today. Of course. Maria didn’t need to do her homework because she thought she was committing suicide. And now I had to both figure out what she was learning and then try to get it done before class. I carried my bag downstairs and went out the door to drive to school, but then I was shocked. There wasn’t a sports car which I expected a rich girl to have, but a car that looked like it came out of a movie. There was a man in a black uniform and wearing a visored hat standing next to the car. He held the suicide door open waiting for me to get in. I looked at Clara, but she just flew into the backseat. The man didn’t even flinch as her batwings just passed through his body. I climbed in after her. “Do you have everything for school this time?” asked the man. His nametag said Jimmy. I nodded and he shut the door and walked around to the driver’s seat. He got in and looked back at me. “After I drop you off at school, I’ll deliver your supplies to the school nurse. Go there if you need a change.” I blushed really hard, or I think I did. My face sure felt hot. I reached for my scarf, but thought better of it and put my hands in my lap. I stayed quiet until I got to school. 3. I left for the school building as soon as Jimmy opened the door for me. My meticulously drawn up schedule led me to the right classroom where I sat down. A blonde girl in a cheerleading outfit leaned over my desk. “Pass over the math homework and I might let you in the bathroom today.” “What?” I asked. “Math homework, or you will have pissy pants again today.” She sneered and a few other girls around her giggled. I went through my bag and took out my math book. Inside, a paper said what homework problems to do, but only the first one was complete. “I didn’t finish.” The cheerleader was livid. She grabbed my hair and dragged me out of the classroom. Six other cheerleaders followed in her wake as she pulled me into the bathroom. Two snapped my head back over the sink. Another pulled out a towel and put it over my shirt and then she stuck her fingers in my mouth and pulled it open. A bottle of bottled water was produced and shoved in my mouth, my nose was held and I was forced to drink the liquid. After drinking two bottles of water, I was let up and my mouth was dried with the towel and I was led back to the classroom. By then, the teacher had entered and it was time for class to start. Math class was boring. Since neither the cheerleader or me had completed the homework, we were called upon and I had no clue what I was doing and I was smart. But I forgot how to do a derivative since I didn’t have a smart enough host to take calculus in quite a while. Then all that water hit and I really had to pee. I frowned, and crossed my legs. The diaper didn’t help. But I waited and held it and waited and held it and managed until the bell rang. Then I couldn’t get up soon enough. When I stood I crossed my legs a bit to keep from leaking and then I swiftly walked toward the bathroom. The cheerleader kept up with me and when I got to the door, she put a hand on the door so I couldn’t pull it open. “I really need to use the bathroom, so please move.” She looked at me like I said the stupidest thing ever. “You know the rules. You disobey me and you don’t use the bathroom.” More girls came to use the bathroom, so the cheerleader pulled the door open and let them pass, but her hand grabbed tightly to my wrist. “Let go of me,” I said through clenched teeth. I looked around for Clara , but she was nowhere to be seen. “Sure,” said my tormentor. She pulled me along with her into a new classroom. “I can’t believe you want me to vape with you in the bathroom later. I am a good girl,” she said. The teacher gave me a dirty look. I just sat in a desk. There was no homework in senior English, but it was a bunch of boring poems. I tried to pay attention to the differences between Keats and Shelley, but my need to pee distracted me to no end. Finally I raised my hand. “Maria?” “May I be excused to use the restroom?” The cheerleader put her pen in her mouth and pretended to vape with it. “Have a good vape break, Maria.” The teacher was not amused. “No, Maria, you cannot leave my classroom for you to go vape.” “But I really have to pee.” My pants dug into my bladder. The water was starting to take it’s toll. “You can go after class, Maria.” I sighed and went back to being bored by Keats and Shelley. I was going to pee. Clara came up behind me and started rubbing my shoulders. “Just slowly let it out. Don’t let it out too quickly or you might leak.” I looked at her. “I’m not going to wet my pants,” I whispered. I felt a trickle escape. She rubbed my back. “It’s okay. Just relax.” I closed my eyes and let the inevitable happen. It was so warm. Hot water exploded around my privates and I bit my tongue to keep from moaning in relief. I tried to stay still and listen as my urethra muscles decided to go on strike. I would not give the cheerleader the pleasure of knowing she made me wet in diapers for the first time since I was a baby. Wetness continued to leak out of me until I was empty and I felt the hot blanket of the diaper pressing against my skin. I had just wet my pants in class and I suddenly knew why I was here. Bullying. This was why Maria killed herself. This was why she was wearing diapers. I had the feeling this was not the first time that Maria had wet herself in class. I looked around. The cheerleader was looking at me expectedly. She was staring at my crotch. I looked down, knowing that the wet diaper beneath my clothes had to be obvious, but I really couldn’t tell. But I was still overwhelmed and I just wanted to cry. I never faced anything like this and my punishments for jumping off that bridge with Clara were really bad. I had experienced being shamed, being called a slut, fat, and stupid. There was even one poor girl who killed herself because she was afraid of a math final. That one was easy. I just took and aced the final and moved on to the next body, but this girl—I was at a loss to find the answer and after being force to wear and use a diaper, this affected me as well. I tried to look at the head cheerleader out of the corner of my eyes and caught her looking at my pants. She was probably waiting for me to have an accident. I turned away and ignored her. “Now class,” said the teacher, “for homework you will write a two page story inspired by Bright Star by Keats turn it into class in the morning. That means the beginning of class, Amy.” I looked around for the student that the teacher was pointing out and saw the blushing cheerleader who was tormenting me. Clara raised a finger in a shame, shame motion toward Amy and then giggled. I was too cross to giggle with her. The bell rang and she stopped goofing off as I stood up. Then she was all professional. “Your next class is Physics, but you probably want to divert by the nurses office.” I walked out in the heard of students while Clara carried my schedule and the map of the school. “Let’s stop by a bathroom so I can change,” I said. She pointed at a group of cheerleaders standing by the ladies room door. “Yeah, we are going to the nurse’s.” I let her take my hand and lead me to the nurses office. Clara didn’t even blink as she walked through other students standing beside me, but I kept stopping expecting her to be bounced out of her purposeful passage. I walked into the nurses office and the nurse looked at me. “Oh, Maria, did you have another accident?” “No,” I said and then felt the diaper around me. The hotness had cooled a bit, but I had endured the strange rubbing of my privates with each step. “I just need a change and I can’t manage it myself in the bathroom.” Yes, change me like a baby, I thought. I was at my lowest, even lower than the events that made me jumped of the bridge with Clara. The nurse laid me down on a little cot and then helped me out of my jeans. I then lay down with my eyes closed wishing I was somewhere else. I felt the now familiar rustling of plastic, the too-cool cleansing of the wipe, and then the dry paper feeling of the diaper pulled between my legs. Four tapes held it on my and then I was on my feet, bending over to pull my pants up. I buckled and then frowned at the nurse. “Thanks for the help. I am just overwhelmed by all this.” “No problems. Come to the office any time you need to. Your driver left me a whole bag of incontinence pants for you. I don’t mind helping you. And don’t you think this is better than having to wear your gym shorts as pants three times last week?” I looked down at the floor. Three times in a week? What had happened? She handed me a pink hall pass. “Give this to Mrs. Sullivan so she’ll let you in class.” I grabbed it and let Clara guide me to class. 3. Discovery “What did you get yourself into, Bailey?” I asked as I looked through the lab manual. The boy next to me wore a football jersey with the school colors on it. He looked at me like I was strange. “Who is Bailey? I’m Robbie.” “Sorry, I was just thinking out loud. I am just confused by this lab experiment. I am not even sure where to start.” “Well, we start on the roof.” He picked up a box that was on the table and motioned me to proceed him into the hall. No one else left the classroom. The others had ramps and blocks, springs, pendulums, and balances. I looked at Clara and she nodded. “While you were absorbed in the lab book, the teacher was giving each team their instructions.” “So why do we need to climb up to the roof? Do you remember what happened on that bridge?” “You are talking out loud,” she warned. “You read the experiment,” said Robbie. “We need to throw various objects off the roof and time their decent. Like Galileo did? I didn’t know he threw things off a bridge.” We went to the stairs until they got to the third floor landing. At the top was a ladder set into the wall. The first step was about four feet above the floor. Above, was a trapdoor that was opened. “Are you sure students are supposed to climb up here?” I asked. “We got special permission from the teacher. Go on. I will be behind you to catch you if you fall.” He made his hands into a step and I put a foot in them and stepped up. I caught the stair and his hand touched my butt as I struggled to get to the first step. I got a hold of the step and started to climb. I hoped he didn’t feel the diaper through my pants. We got to the top and then he pulled up the box from a rope behind us. Inside was a giant bell hanging from the center of the room. We walked to an opening and could see quite a bit of the grounds of the school. He took a stopwatch and his notebook and handed me the first object. It was a small metal ball about the size of a baseball. “Is that a cannonball?” ask Clara. “Yes, Maria. Galileo threw cannonballs from the bell tower when he did this experiment. Throw it down and we will time it’s decent.” I shrugged. This was unreal. Schools don’t normally allow such cool things like this. I was so excited I missed that he heard Clara and answered her. I threw the ball from the bell tower. “Two point five seconds,” he said and wrote it down. He handed me a golfball. “Two point five seconds.” A whiffle ball. “Two point five seconds.” A paratrooper toy. I threw down the paratrooper toy. It was just like a regular GI Joe toy, but this one had a plastic parachute. The parachute filled and it went to the ground. “Ten seconds.” He handed me an ostrich feather. “Twenty seconds. That’s the last thing.” “I wish we could through Amy from this tower,” I said. “Bailey, don’t,” said Clara. Robbie smiled. “You right to be mad at her. The whole school knows she had the other cheerleaders keep you out of the bathrooms so you wet yourself. That’s why you are wearing that diaper, isn’t it?” I looked at him with surprise. “Clara, a forgetfulness charm,” I hissed at her. She stood in front of him with her batwings outspread as she reached into her miracle bag. “I won’t tell,” he said. “You got her worried about something.” I waved Clara off. “Go on.” “I don’t know what her deal is. It’s over the line doing that to another student.” He looked longingly at me. “At least you don’t have to date Amy. I’d rather date you because you are smart.” “You are dating Amy?” I asked. “Yes,” he said. “The quarterback of the football team always dates the head cheerleader in high school. That’s what my mother and father say. They were quarterback and head cheerleader in high school.” He shrugged. “Amy sure is dull. AP Physics is the only class I have without Amy. That and football practice, but the cheerleaders are right next to us then.” He took my hand but thought better about it. He looked at me instead. “I’m sorry about the diaper and her making you wet your pants for a whole month straight. He looked down from the bell tower. We better get our experimental items and return to class. We went down the ladder and he helped me to the ground when we got to the third floor landing. We went out the first floor door and picked up our toys. The cannonball and the paratrooper toy were the best. I wondered why this school was so cool, except for an angry cheerleader who made other students wet their pants. Back in class we had to answer our workbook questions. We weren’t allowed to do that part together, so I did it by myself. “Why did the paratrooper and the feather fall at a different time than the other objects?” I put something about air resistance. I finished the paper and turned it in and sat beside Robbie. Just then the bell rang. I started to get up, but everyone else was seated. Robbie looked at me. “It’s just the announcements period.” “That’s right,” I said. We set and gossiped, but then the loudspeaker started to blare. Everyone stood and I stood a second later. Someone lead the Pledge of Allegiance and then we all sat down. “South High Students, this Friday is Halloween and we are too old for trick or treating, and too young for bar-hopping. Instead we are having a high school dance. Wear your most scariest costume and the winning boy and girl will be crowned Halloween King and Queen.” I leaned over and looked at Robbie. “I wish you could take me.” He looked back at me. “I was going to go with Amy...” I shrugged and gave a disappointed look. “...but, why not. It’s not homecoming or prom. Maria, will you be my date for the Halloween dance?” Amy was going to be so mad at me, but Maria deserved this night of fun. What was the worse thing that could happen? “Of course I will go to the Halloween dance with you,” I said. 4. Thrifting I had never been dropped off at a Goodwill in a chauffeured Rolls, but a driver and a blonde body was a new thing for me. “What are we doing here?” asked Clara. She stretched out her bat-wings. Her horns were less prominent today and they were getting smaller and smaller. Soon her halo would fit. “What are we doing here?” asked Jimmy. He straighened his chauffeur's cap and held the door for me. “I am buying a Halloween costume for the dance.” “This is a thrift store. The Halloween store is in the old closed Macy’s at the mall,” said Jimmy. “I don’t want to be a slutty (insert name of occupation).” “You can always be a sexy or trampy (insert name of occupation),” said Clara. “So what are you looking for? Who are you going to be?” asked Jimmy. “I don’t know. Let me look for something.” I walked away from the car and started to look around. The trucker hats were picked over. This was not a very good Goodwill. All the crap was gone. This was a Goodwill in an upscale neighbor hood. However, something did jump out on me. It was a nightgown with an ugly neck. I shrugged, held it up, and it looked like it would fit me. “That looks awful,” said Clara. “What are you going for? Old lady?” I shrugged. “It is ugly, but it looks just like something a Regan from the Exorcist wore.” “Who’s Regan? The President?” It was give or take if Clara would get a pop culture reference. I hoped the other students at school would understand it. That movie came out way before I was born. “It’s a horror movie character about a girl possessed by a demon,” I explained. “Demons are fallen angels. They don’t go around possessing people. Well, not usually. A guardian angel would have to be a really big failure to allow that to happen.” She then blushed. “A bigger failure than me anyway.” I shrugged. “Well, it’s just a movie. That’s what we humans think of when we think of Halloween monsters.” Clara sighed. “Well find out what you need and we can make a costume.” # I had the costume laid out on my bed. Tomorrow was Halloween and I was all ready to leave. Spending the entire week in diapers had been a pain in the butt, aside from Amy being really angry that I wasn’t having public accidents despite her and the other cheerleaders guarding the bathrooms. “So what is the green baby food for?” Clara asked. I looked at Clara. Her batwings were folded and her horns had shrunk to bare nubs, but her skin was still a dark red that highlighted sharp and fierce features. “It’s to stain the nightgown so I look like Regan. Otherwise, I’ll just be a girl who wore her grandmother’s nightie to the school dance.” I walked over the the TV and flicked it on and then got the set top box remote and scrolled through the horror movies. Clara scooted next to me, just as I picked out a movie. We watched the Exocist and then I educated Clara on horror movies. We got through Jason, Freddie, and Texas Chainsaw Massacre before I was a drooling wreck in Clara’s lap where I slept until Halloween morning. # “Wake up, Miss Maria,” said Leticia. “If you want to have breakfast, we start in half an hour.” I had been eating like crazy. I sat up and rubbed my stomach and hoped I wasn’t making Maria fat. “I’ll be down for breakfast. I am just going to have my shower.” I stood up and remembered my nighttime attire, but Leticia only blushed and left. I went into the bathroom to shower. I pulled off my dry diaper I wore to bed and kicked it into the trash and then used the toilet. So far I hadn’t had to poop at school, and I didn’t intend on messing in my new school-time underwear. I through on a bra and my diaper and then went to the closet and chose a black skirt. I had found an orange t-shirt that showed various tools and weapons along with instructions on what to do if there was a zombie apocalypse. That done, I left for school. 5. Halloween Day The halls were festooned with Halloween decorations. Twist of orange and black crepe paper streamed across the halls and around the classroom doors, As I walked past the gymnasium, I saw that it was all decorated for the dance as well. The basketball hoops were cranked up so they were out of the way and orange and black streamers decorated the gym. Tables with confetti ghosts and pumpkins scattered on top surrounded the edge allowing a natural dance floor to form in front of the stage. It was going to be fun tonight.Amy bumped into me outside the math classroom. She pushed me back into a locker. “How are you holding it? I have all the bathrooms guarded, so you can’t use them.” I shrugged. “Maybe your friends aren’t as loyal to you as you thought. Or maybe they don’t have a pee fetish like you who get off on watching other girls pee their panties?” “That bitch Amanda is letting you go. She thinks she can be head cheerleader if I become ineligible because you are getting me zeros on my homework.” “Well she was kind enough to let me use the restroom so I didn’t mess my pants. You are making me very unpopular in this school.” I noticed that I didn’t have any friends. I had been relying on Clara for more and more and I finally realized she replaced any friends I had. We had to finish our mission before I was totally dependent on Clara. I poked me hard in the stomach. “You better start working on my homework. I am going to take care of Amanda.” She left. Math actually went by normally. English was normal too. We had finished with Keats and Shelley and moved on to MacBeth. I learned that wasn’t by coincidence. The teacher that wouldn’t let me go to the bathroom wanted the witches scene from Macbeth to coincide with Halloween. I looked over to wear the cheerleaders sat beside me. Amanda couldn’t sit still and she looked super pale. She wore gray leggings and I knew she had to be regretting that choice. Amy was smiling, but the other cheerleaders were subdued. I think Amy crossed the line by trying to deny Amanda the bathroom. However, I didn’t stay to watch the show. I just moved on to Physics. I made a beeline to Robbie and sat next to him. “We on for tonight?” He smiled. “Of course we are.” “What did Amy say?” I asked. There have been no repercussions about me asking Robbie to the dance. None at all. “Listen,” he said. “I asked you. I didn’t ask Amy and didn’t consult with her. I will pick you up at seven.” “I got a really spooky costume,” I said. “I am going as Tony Romo,” he said. “He is a football player, isn’t he?” I asked. Robbie nodded. “I thought you would go as a scientist or something. You know, from our conversations over the last couple days.” I wondered if his being smart was just a ploy. I hoped him asking me out wasn’t just a ploy. What if he asked me out just to humiliate me and Amy knew it so that is why she was being so quiet about it? “My friends wouldn’t get a science reference.” He then looked at me. “Well except for you.” He smiled at me and then reached over to take my hand under the table, but then folded his hands together and put them in front of him at his spot on the lab table. He didn’t talk to me for the rest of the class period. Boring physics just went on and on. I took notes the best I could and tried to make them readable so that Maria would be able to use them. Finally, the bell rang for lunch. I stood, but Robbie stopped me. “Be sure to be ready at seven. It will be so much fun to have a date that I really like.” He smiled and I smiled back. I ran out the door because I knew I had to pee and I wanted a clean diaper before I had to go eat lunch. I decided to try the bathroom, but was thwarted when I got there. Amanda stood in front of me. She wasn’t wearing her gray leggings. Instead she wore her PE shorts. She pushed me in the chest so I couldn’t get by her. “You aren’t using the bathroom today, especially after you told Amy I let you in.” She looked down. “Amy kept me out of the bathroom in punishment.” I looked at her again. A blue flowing shirt did not match the bright red PE shorts she wore. “Oh my gosh, you wet your pants today.” She gave me an angry look. “Shush.” “I don’t know why we allow Amy to bully us,” I said. “Of course we know why,” said Amanda. “She found your lost cell phone and used it to take the photos that became the sexting scandal. If we don’t play along, she’ll reveal everything, so please do her homework. I should have never let her convince me to let her take those sexy pictures of me. “Which is why I can’t tell on her for making me pee myself all the time,” I said. “Maria, you got to do something. I’m so afraid those pictures will come out and I’ll get…we’ll get put on a list and have to live under an overpass.” Clara looked over at me. “How do you stop a blackmailer?” I shrugged. “I still won’t do her homework,” I said. “So keep peeing yourself then,” said Amanda. I turned and walked toward the nurse’s office. # “So we can’t tell on Amy,” I said, “even if it wouldn’t brand Maria as a snitch, it’s her old phone with the sexing pictures and if Amy thinks she is losing control….” “She’ll arrange for a principal to find the lost phone and realize there are bad pictures on there. Ones that she took, by the way.” I got to the door of the nurse’s office and relaxed as I wet my diaper. I knocked and looked at the nurse as she opened the door. “I had another accident today,” I said. She opened the door, and let me in. “Maria, we got to stop this. The diapers are supposed to be only for just in case. You know you can become dependent on them?” I did not know that. “I couldn’t make it,” I said as I hopped up on the cot in the nurses office. She lifted my skirt and smiled. “The skirt makes it easier,” she said. “I didn’t think about that,” I answered. She quickly changed me and then set me on my way. No one sat with me as I took my lunch in the cafeteria. I sat alone until the bell range before heading to health class. I sat down and then Amy sat next to me. “So are you going to the dance tonight?” she asked. I nodded. “Well be sure you vote my costume as the best, or else.” I frowned. “Are you going to let me in the bathroom at the dance?” I asked. She laughed. “If I have a good time, then so do you.” I sat through health as the teacher droned on and on about cigarette smoking and the dangers of drugs. The day couldn’t end soon enough. I was tempted to call Jimmy and get him to take me home early, but then I thought Maria’s parents might say something about it. 5. The Halloween Dance I wore my frumpy nightgown and strategically spilled green baby food down the front of the gown. I dyed my hair brown and decorated it. with hair gel, being sure to roll around in my pillow before it was quite set up. Eye makeup took some work. I mixed colors to get an ugly greenish skin tone and applied it thickly around my lids and put on red scars on my cheeks. When I was ready, I looked in the mirror. I was no longer Maria. I wasn’t even Bailey. I was Regan and Regan looked so scary. I stood back from the mirror and froze. I wasn’t Regan from the Exorcist. I was Regan in an adult diaper and that wouldn’t do. Not that Regan hadn’t needed one. I had seen the movie. I kicked off the diaper into my trashcan and picked out some underpants from Maria’s drawer. Now I was ready. I would just have to count on Amy’s promise to let me in the bathroom. As I stood outside on the porch and watched for my date, I wondered if it had just been a setup. Robbie wasn’t coming. I turned to go in and when I did, I heard a horrible sound coming from a panel on the wall. I pressed a button to make it stop. The noise stopped and I heard Robbie’s voice. “Open the gate and let me in.” I hit a button that said Gate and it turned green. Jimmy came in the room. “You can call me if you want to go home.” He then smiled. “I think you will have a good time. That is a good Regan costume, by the way. I didn’t know what you were thinking going to Goodwill.” I smiled. It was Halloween night and I knew that I would miss Jimmy. My adventures usually ended on Halloween night and I knew that if I failed to solve Maria’s problem I would end up hanging from her banister a week before Halloween. “Thanks, Jimmy. I will miss you.” The last part I said under my breath. I went outside and my date was there. He wore the full Cowboys regalia except for the helmet and pads. The uniform said Romo on the back and he held a walker in his hands. “I assume that is a football joke,” I said. He looked at me wide-eyed. “My God, Maria. You really do look spooky. Are you going to keep the brown hair?” I didn’t know if Maria would be mad at me or happy that I dyed her hair. I didn’t care, I wanted to go back to my own body. I smiled at him and he leaned in to kiss me. “Make-up,” I squealed. “Oh, yeah,” he said. He opened the door for me and I got inside. “So let’s get to the dance,” said Robbie. “Yeah,” I said. I looked in the mirror and saw Clara sitting behind me in the back seat. She wore nose and eyebrow glasses and I just couldn’t help giggling. It looked so silly with her horns and bat wings. “What’s so funny?” Robbie looked nervous, like I was going to bite or something. “I am just thrilled to be here.” # Robbie was a good dancer, once he left the walker at his table, that is. We danced salsa, swing, and even a bachata number. I danced and danced the night away. It was almost eleven and I didn’t see Amy at all. It felt good not to be around her, but I knew I needed to confront her. My bladder also was beginning to fill. I knew that Robbie knew about the diapers and I knew where his hands had been when we were dancing. He had to know I was wearing panties underneath my nightie. But I enjoyed the punch and free sodas, something I knew Maria hadn’t been able to enjoy lately. I politely excused myself and walked toward the bathroom when Amy burst into the gymnasium. She was dressed like Cinderella, but she was not a happy Disney princess. I had never seen anyone that angry in a princess dress. “Who stole my date for this dance?” she screamed. I tried to edge toward the bathroom, but she blocked the way. “I told you that you could only use the bathroom if I was having a good time.” She raised her voice. “I am not having a good time.” Robbie walked over and stood beside me. “Let her go pee, Amy,” he said. “She didn’t steal your date. I asked her to the dance. I never asked you and you never said anything about this dance to me at all.” “But you are my boyfriend. Everyone knows that we were going to the dance together. Not her.” She pointed at me. “No bathroom for you.” I saw Amanda and Lucy stand behind her, also blocking the bathroom. Amanda mouthed the words, “Get the phone and I will let you in.” Well, this was the confrontation that would determine my future in this body. “Amy, you had your fun making me wet myself. Just give me back my cell phone and I will step aside and let you have Robbie back.” Robbie looked at me with a sad look in his eyes. “I really like you,” I said, “but Amy is your girlfriend. I had a good time though.” Amy pulled a cell phone out of her purse. It was an iPhone 5s, a model earlier than the one Maria now carried. “Maybe it is time to turn this phone into the principal.” “Just give it back and I will do your homework,” I said. I looked at the clock. It was 11:25pm. I had thirty-five minutes to get the cell phone back. “But I like a gold phone. Rose gold never did it for me. I think rose gold looks pink and I hate pink.” “Amy, please,” I said. “You aren’t persuading her,” said Clara. She stood behind me and grabbed me around my waist and began to squeeze. “No, don’t,” I said and Amy looked at me satisfied, but I wasn’t talking to Amy any longer. Clara was squeezing me around my waist over my very full bladder and then her hands went through my body and she squeezed my actual bladder. It was too much. I let go and began to pee. Standing there on the floor. In front of my entire class and everyone at the dance saw. It pooled in a big puddle in between my feet and I stood there peeing as Clara wrung my bladder completely empty. As soon as I stopped I wailed. “Why did you make me do that?” I was talking to Clara, but Amy looked at me in satisfaction. “It’s what you get for stealing my date?” Amy said. “And I am sharing the phone with the principal as well.” “It’s all right,” said Clara, “but I need you to trust me. Let me have control.” “What?” I said and Clara merged her body with mine. I felt so chilled as all the body heat dropped out of me. “Give me back my cell phone,” my voice said. My mouth was moving and my throat felt right, but my voice sounded deep and harsh. Amy held the phone above her head and smiled. “No way, pissy pants.” I felt chilled and I couldn’t move. My body wanted Clara out of me and I felt nauseated. I had guzzled too much green punch and I didn’t pee it all out when I wet. I threw up and couldn’t even kneel to let it out. Instead, Clara moved my chin up and opened my mouth. A stream of vomit flew up and hit the cell phone straight on, knocking it out of Amy’s hand. Clara didn’t stop. All the students scattered back from me except Amy who backed up and tried to reach for the cellphone. I saw them back away from every direction because Clara rotated my head in a 360 degree manner that humans just can’t duplicate. I then faced forward again and spewed again, but what I spewed was not punch or partially digested food. Instead a bat-winged demon flowed out of my mouth and straight through Amy and into the girl’s bathroom. Amy stood over Maria’s cellphone, but she didn’t see it at all. Instead, a second puddle of pee was forming on the floor underneath Amy. A smell wafted into the air as well and Amy stood in shock. “The demon flew into me,” she shuddered out. I turned and bowed to the rest of the students in the audience and smiled, then turned to Amy and leaned down and snatched my cellphone and examined it. It wouldn’t turn on. “Amy, you peed on my cellphone. Now it won’t turn on. I wasn’t really possessed. It’s just special effects because I wanted to win the costume contest.” I turned and looked at Robbie. “I need some more punch.” I changed the pitch of my voice to sound demonic. “This voice makes my throat dry.” He put his arm on my back and guided me to the punch bowl. We then had time for one more dance. The song was Monster Mash, and Robbie and I dance to the Monster Mash together. His hands in mine felt good and warm and I wanted to hold them forever. It was the first Halloween that I actually was not annoyed by the song. The song ended and we went to sit at a table. Amy had to walk by our table to leave the gym. She no longer wore her princess dress. Instead, she wore gym clothes and her hair was wet from the showers. She carried a plastic bag with a dress stuffed inside and walked with her head down. Robbie stopped her. “This ends now, Amy. I don’t want to be with someone that treats others like you treated Maria. We are done.” “Fine,” she said. She looked at me. “You just stay away from me, demon and Robbie, I need someone who is more supportive than you have been.” She stormed out. The mike squealed and the student class president took the stage. “All right fellow classmates, everyone voted and the best boy costume and thus Halloween King is Robbie.” He hobbled up with his walker and Tony Romo shirt and let the class president crown him king. He waved to me from the stage. “And the best girl costume and Halloween Queen is…. Well, let’s put it this way, who else had a costume that made our head cheerleader Amy wet and mess herself. Maria come up here and get your crown.” I walked up to the stage and got my tiara. The class president brushed through my matted hair and placed the crown. She whispered to me. “I am glad you put Amy in her place. Did you delete the sexting pictures? I want the ones of me deleted.” I smiled. “The phone is broken and no one will see anything on it.” She squeezed my hand. “Well now you get to kiss the King.” I turned to Robbie and put my arms around his neck. I pulled close as he pulled me to him. I closed my eyes and our lips were just millimeters apart when a familiar surge went through my body. The clock struck twelve and I began to fall. 6. Aftermath I opened my eyes and felt like I was floating, only I was floating. The ground came rushing up toward me from twenty stories below. I briefly backed out when I hit the ground and came to my reflection in a pile of broken glass. At least I was no longer Maria. I couldn’t move until I finished having my accident. I sighed as I pissed and messed myself. I could look up and see Clara standing over me. Her body was bright red, her horns were much longer, and her batwings more pronounced. “God was pissed. We got to do this for another year now, but it is just fifty-two more Halloween parties in addition to our original punishment. Apparently I am not allowed to do demon possession. Let’s never do that again.” I looked at Clara and nodded as my broken bones knitted together. “Please, let’s never do this again.” The End.
  3. Can someone provide me with the full version of the image that serves as the Halloween banner?
  4. Hey all! I realised I haven’t posted a story here for a long time... not really fair on everyone keeping some of my stories to myself... I mean, that’s what this community is about right!! So it’s Halloween and being the horror lover I am for everything gruesome and damn right scary, my costume had to be a damn good one! Being a clown is one thing... but being a clown with blood smeared all over him, with a sad look on his face with a mask I have been working on for forever and a day, I was all set to venture into the night for an 18s plus event with rides, drinking, loud music, drinking, a ton more people in costume and a shit ton more drinking! This time of year is known for its wetters, people getting scared and having accidents, people getting freaked out and peeing themselves and adding alcohol into the mix, that’s what you learn to expect... well, for me this year, things were a tad different... I was with a few of my friends, we all went together and they looked... not as horror-ish as me. The thing that annoys me more than anything at Halloween time in Australia is that everyone’s creativity is suddenly zapped and no one puts the effort in... half the people there were Harley Quinn... another 25% were jokers... the other 25% of people were a mix of some good costumes, some rubbish and people who didn’t bother!! Although it was nice to see Freddy, Myers and Leatherface all walking around together!!! Anyway, back to the story!!! We rocked up, got our free drink on entry and had a look around. I realised upon my costume choice, it was going to be hard getting out of it myself to use a bathroom... plus, at an outdoor festival kind of event, portaloos weren’t the nicest things to use. I decided to spend my night trying to hold, after all, I love the kink anyway! After a bit of a walk around, scaring those that are afraid of clowns and damn right terrifying everyone that didn’t and now do, we got talking to a group of people who admired the costumes, had a drink etc. by this time, the clouds were in, the sky was dark and grey, not a full moon but close and rain started drizzling down. One girl was talking to me more than the rest of my group, which I was totally ok with. It was hard to tell what she actually looked like as she committed to her costume! She looked like something from 30 days of night, her skin peeling away from her mouth... someone that knew a lot about how to use liquid latex! She wanted to steal my clown mask... that wasn’t going to happen! I liked having my identity tucked away... after all, it’s Halloween!! I love the suspense!!! I know what you are thinking... “Rev, please describe this girl we want to know what she looks like”... well she was probably just standing about 5 foot tall, black hair and with some black contacts in, I couldn’t even tell you her eye colour. She had a slim build, not enough to say skinny, which is totally fine with me! She was very talkative, someone that enjoyed the scarier side of things which is what I enjoyed most about talking to her. She knew her stuff when it came to horror! Ticks the boxes for me!! My friends wanted to go on some of the rides, I didn’t expect much from them, they are usually pretty cheesy but hey, good for a laugh! My new friend asked if she could tag along... I didn’t say no so her and one of her friends joined our pack! The first one was a ghost train... the usual thing, hop on and go through the “house” and people try to scare you etc... it was ok for what it was, but nothing to scare the pants off of you or cause some accidents. I obviously jumped in with my new friend, we both made fun of the ride as we were on it... poor people inside trying to scare us just couldn’t get their job done! One guy jumped on the back of our cart trying to go unnoticed... that didn’t work for him. We just said hello to him, to his response “well, it’s definitely hard trying to scare the unscarable huh” and stayed on our cart chatting for the short time we were in there. We lined up for the next thing which was a mirror maze, as we waited the rain started pouring! For me, it made my costume look even more gnarly... the blood all over the front of my costume started to run and have that wet look... it was incredible!!! Not to mention it was running all over my hands, sticking to anything I would touch, you name it, it was everywhere!! We went in as a group of 4. One of my mates was getting claustrophobic, so we were trying to will him on through the maze, even though we thought he was a dickhead for going in in the first place! My new friend (I shall call her Lilly as I have no idea what her name even is) said, “can we get out of here soon, I need to pee”. Being the nice guy I am, I agreed to help her even though I would have preferred the latter. We exited the maze and I walked her over to the portaloos as promised. She went in, did her thing and came out and told me how gross it was in there... I had nothing to go against her argument, I hate using those things anyway! We went to the bar for another drink, met up again with my new found friends group and had a chat etc... was nice talking and meeting new people! I don’t get out much these days, had some health issues (had an accident causing problems with my knee) so was enjoying the night life! We then took off again after a drink or two to go on some more rides and go to the sideshow as my new friend wanted to win one of the big prizes... a pink pig that was bigger than the both of us! Anyway, we went on a few more rides, not important stuff blah blah, until we came to what seems like some kind of blow up, hard to complete obstacle course. The best part about it, there was an adult ball pit in the middle of it! We went through the course with more of her friends group with us this time, getting knocked about, having a laugh and mucking around as adults acting like children do! We then started all play fighting in the ball pit! Throwing stuff at each other, climbing the nets either side and acting like the adult babies we are! We got told to then move along as other people wanted to use the ball pit! On we went, finished the course and climbed out of the exit. It wasn’t until we exited that Lilly was telling me she couldn’t wait any longer so she peed in the ball pit. I couldn’t believe what she said... it caught me off guard! I mean, the weather being so wet no one would be able to tell what had happened, her torn black denim shorts with these crazy fishnet stockings that were torn up and covered in fake blood (probably from me). I tried looking at her butt to see where she had wet, but even I couldn’t see it! I asked her why she didn’t wait and she said she didn’t want to use the public toilets as they are that bad! I mean, I don’t blame her... maybe that’s the reason for public peeing at places like this? I wanted to ask her more questions about it, but I also didn’t want to seem like I was drawing so much attention to it! Anyway, back to the bar we went and got another round of drinks in! I wasn’t desperate to pee, but the need was there. I thought to myself, she managed to do it without anyone noticing (plus I was jealous and wanted to do it myself), what was stopping me? I was soaked anyway, may as well warm up. As we were standing around and mid conversation with my friends, Lilly and her friends, I let loose... the feeling of my warm pee running down my legs while everyone was going about their business normally was quite a turn on. Luckily I was mid stream and couldn’t get too hard while doing so. Ohhhhh the relief and naughtiness of it all... no feelings can describe!!! Just as I thought, no one had noticed!! I had completely got away with it! I was worried that the aroma of pee would stick with me, but surprisingly, it wasn’t. It must of been a pretty clear piss from the booze that helped me there!! We sat around the stage area as music played and had some more journeys to the bar, talking away to anyone that was around. Quite a few people complimented my outfit, some admitted to being completely freaked out. I snapped a few photos with those that did, had a quick chat. I’m not usually a social butterfly, but I guess they got me in a pretty good mood this night! A few of the group mentioned they wanted to go in the 3D maze, I tagged along with Lilly who had seemed to become my ride companion for the night. In we went, a lot of people attempting jump scares, nothing really got me except the mirror section when I was confident it was a way out and I walked straight into the wall. While we were inside, Lilly apologised out of the blue... “sorry, don’t judge me for peeing my pants again”... I couldn’t believe what I heard... she just let loose in the maze!! I mean, it was dark so I suppose she thought the same thing as me... just go as no one can tell! I couldn’t care about this maze anymore... all I wanted was to see her wet her denim shorts!! I responded to her with “it’s ok, I peed while we were near the stage area earlier”... I clearly caught her off guard! All she said was “sneaky” and left the conversation there as we deviated through the rest of the 3D maze! Once we were out, she bought up the conversation again, asking me how I went... I told her everything... how I went straight through my outfit as it wasn’t an easy thing to get off. She seemed to be intrigued by the subject at hand, asked a few other questions about whether or not I had done it at other part of the night or if I enjoyed doing it. I was pretty open talking about everything, she was having fun listening all about it. She said it wasn’t something she indulges in, but was too lazy to use the toilets provided and she was wet from the rain anyway. I asked her whether she enjoyed herself, to her response being something like “I don’t mind it, it kept me warm, I am just scared of smelling like pee”. I was kind of starting to like talking with Lilly. I’m not one to go out and pick up... I usually spend the night with my friends and go home. This is a rare time when I thought to myself, this girl is awesome and I want to know more! We went back to the sideshow section, where the cliche prizes to be won are there! She wanted a giant pink pig as she hadn’t won it from earlier and I did the only thing I knew how... got suckered in to try and win the girl a prize, you know... the typical thing to do in a situation such as this!! Well, I failed at everything and no pig was won! She laughed at me failing on everything... I guess this clown isn’t good for the circus! We just walked around after that in the rain talking. We left our groups and Just did our own thing as it was late into the night. She got a call from one of her friends saying they were leaving, so it was her time to depart. She told me she enjoyed her time and said she wanted to show me one more thing. She grabbed my hand and took me to a darkened part of the event where the lights weren’t obviously shining on us. She told me to watch as she stood there with her legs slightly apart and just soaked straight through her denim shorts while she smiled at me. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing!!! Granted I couldn’t see the wet spot appearing and we were soaked to the bone already as the rain hadn’t held off all night, but seeing the stream come straight down and the steam coming off of the dirt below from being so warm. She probably peed for about 30 seconds before it came to a slow stream and then to a stop. She let out a big sigh, came over to me and gave me a hug hiding her face, obviously slightly shy from what happened. I embraced the hug, she didn’t say anything else about it and went back to talking about how she had fun and was nice to meet me. I asked her if I could grab her number as I enjoyed her company, she said she would rather grab mine. I know, it’s a pretty good sign that she won’t be contacting me... but hey, what a night!!! She gave me a kiss on the cheek as she said her goodbye! I hung around with my friends for another drink and then it was our time to leave. My bladder was feeling pretty full by now, so I decided to try and hold for when I get home! There were two train rides ahead of me, one into the main city and then another out to where I live. All up, it was just over an hour on the trains and a 20 minute walk to mine from there. I held off the entire time on the train, when I was getting close to home, I was starting to struggle with the pressure. I was still reliving the night in my head which was a massive turn on! I had some slight movement below... nothing with the bladder though... but other parts! I got home and didn’t want to release my torrent that easy... so I grabbed my... well you know... no explanation needed! Once I was done, the pressure on my bladder was desperate for a release!! I just laid back on my bed, exhausted, half in my costume and just let it fly. I didn’t care where it went, what was happening... just left whatever was going to happen, happen naturally. All in all, it was never the night I thought I was going to have! I’m not expecting to hear from my new friend, but god was it a night of unpredictability!! Can keep those updated if they want to know any progression from this!! Anyway, it’s my first story for a while and I hope you enjoyed reading through this as much as I enjoyed living it! Happy Halloween all! Stay spooky!
  5. This was supposed to be my Halloween story for the year. I rushed through much of the writing process but still finished a week late. Strange things happen on Halloween. That's what they always say. You believe it when you're a kid. As you get older and more sensible Halloween doesn't feel so strange. It's easy to think there's nothing remotely magical or exciting about this holiday. It's just another day. I'm here to tell you that's wrong. The strangest thing that ever happened to me happened last Halloween. There's magic and mystery out there. Maybe one year you'll see it yourself. It all started with a really dull party. My social life isn't what it used to be. I'm losing touch with my high school buddies and not meeting many new people. Not interesting people that is. So I didn't have plans for Halloween until one of my neighbors invited me to his party. We're not close friends, in fact he always seemed dull to me, but a party's a party. What did I have to lose? It turned out his friends are even duller than him. To make it worse the only woman who showed up was his wife. It was a good thing I didn't waste any time or money putting together a costume. I just came in jeans and a tee. I did make sure the sleeves were short enough to show my spider tattoo because it's relevant to the holiday. The party started so early there were still trick-or-treaters coming to the door. I was waiting to get into the only bathroom when the doorbell rang. And rang. And rang. Since nobody was answering it and the bathroom wasn't opening up anytime soon I decided I might as well be the candy guy this once. After handing out a treat to every kid in the group I went back to where I was waiting just in time to see somebody new go into the bathroom. I'd have to wait even longer. It was at that point I decided I needed to leave this party. But first I wanted to have a good reason to leave so I wouldn't offend anybody. I also wanted to have an empty bladder but that wasn't essential. The doorbell rang again and I decided to be the candy guy for the time being. I spent a while pacing back and forth across the porch because I hate sitting still when I'm overdue for the bathroom. I passed out candy when kids showed up and I searched my brain for a good excuse to ditch the party. As luck would have it the excuse came to me. One of the trick-or-treaters was a fully-grown blonde. She didn't have any kids with her and she sure looked like she was past trick-or-treating age but she was dressed up and going door to door. She was a lovely milk maid right out of a children's picture book. Except for the cleavage. And the short skirt. Actually she wasn't much like a picture from a children's book but she sure looked great. I made sure to tell her that when she got to the porch. "Thanks," she said like she was bored with compliments. She held out a pail and I wasn't about to tell her she was too old to get candy. About the time I gave her a Snickers she noticed the tattoo on my arm and she suddenly turned friendly. "Ooh!" she cooed as her sky-blue eyes lit up. "Artful mark!" "Thanks" I said, and I started telling the funny story that went with the tattoo. "I thought I'd find someone in this neighborhood," she said, ignoring my babbling. "Are you ready to go to a real party?" She flashed her pearly whites and I was ready to go anywhere she told me. I went in for my coat, made a polite excuse, and ditched that popsicle stand. Before long the milk maid was leading me to a part of town I didn't really know. It wasn't a short walk either. It was pretty dark before we even got near the place. "Where is this party?" I eventually asked. "Whose party is it anyway?" She told me the name of the hostess but I'm gonna leave everybody's name out for reasons you'll find out later. All she said about the locale was that it was "a well-kept secret" and "truly enchanting." That milk maid wasn't exaggerating. It was an underground venue. Literally. She led me through a foggy forest up to a giant gnarled tree. She gave the trunk a special knock and someone let us in. I didn't even notice the door was there until it creaked open. She exchanged brief pleasantries with the mime who opened the door and we went down a dark narrow staircase until we came to a big candle-lit room. This was one hell of a place to throw a Halloween party. It was a man-made grotto lined with stones, mirrors, and natural wood. It was big enough that about a dozen people were standing around but there was still plenty of space. The floor was a circular mosaic of colored stones. The ceiling had a chandelier of tree roots with lanterns and glowing fungi hanging from it. There were alcoves filled with flasks, jars, crystals, scepters, bones, and other spooky paraphernalia. There were dark holes in the wall leading to unseen chambers. It was exciting. It was spooky. I hadn't got this kinda rush from a Halloween party since I was 9. But the real thrills and chills were still to come. Once I'd had a little time to recover from the shock and awe I remembered I had something to take care of. "Have you been here before?" I asked my lovely new friend. "Yes." "Can you point me to the bathroom?" "Not yet. This mistress runs a strict ceremony. I wouldn't even think about asking for a bathroom break 'til after the opening ritual." It was a pretty intense theme party. The costumes were all over the map but everybody was really into the Halloween spirit. All the conversations were about spirits and magic and make-believe junk. Once all the guests had arrived there were about 10 men and 10 women, all of them looking college-aged. Everybody but me had a costume and they all seemed to know what to do at this party. I was really starting to feel out-of-the-loop. They all applauded when the mistress walked out of a dark tunnel. She was a tall and intimidating but very attractive woman dressed like a black cat complete with contacts that made her pupils look narrow. After telling the mime to lock the door she said "Make yourselves decent." Before I knew it she'd taken off her ears, tail, and cat-suit and I was staring at a naked woman. I turned to ask the milk maid if this normally happened at her Halloween parties and I got an eyeful of her too. Everybody there was taking off their clothes. I noticed that each of them had a creepy-crawly tattooed somewhere on their body. There were spiders, striped rattlesnakes, and bats with pterodactyl wings. It looked like people were taking out their contacts but then it looked like they were putting cat eye contacts in. It was really puzzling. It seemed almost like everyone had green cat eyes underneath normal-looking contacts. Then they started wiping off their makeup. Everybody but the mime. This was topsy-turvy. This was like a dream. All of them were wearing flesh-colored makeup over really pale skin. Only the mime had been showing his true complexion. I wanted to leave or at least ask what the hell was going on but I didn't want to be a party pooper. "Take off your costume," said the nude woman who was formerly a milk maid. "What costume?" I asked. She cocked her head and narrowed her eyes. That look a grown-up gives a kid that's being silly. "Your mortal costume." I just stood there speechless. "You brought a stray in," accused a naked man who'd been a pirate a moment ago. "Of course I didn't!" the blonde defended, and said what tribe I belonged to. "I'm not with a tribe," I contradicted. "You know something? I think I oughta leave." By this time everybody was staring at me, even the naked cat lady. "If you're not of the tribe why do you bear the mark?" someone asked. "What, this?" I asked, pointing to my ink. "It's just a tattoo." "It's a spider with 10 legs," said the blonde emphatically. "It doesn't mean anything," I explained. "Just looks cool." I laughed nervously. "Got it at this place on 5th. Funny story..." "Real spiders have 8 legs! A 10-legged spider is an arcane mark just like a 6-fingered bat or a coral snake with a rattle." "I don't think the artist knew much about spiders." I winced when I felt something on the back of my neck. A brunette who'd been dressed as a Spanish dancer had just licked me. "He is a mortal!" she announced angrily. "Throw this trash out!" yelled a red-headed man who'd been dressed as a Highlander. "No!" said the cat woman. "He's seen too much." The milk maid talked back to her mistress. "It doesn't matter. Nobody's gonna believe him." "He'll find the den again." "We can just move." "I'm not filling in a perfectly good den! Treat him with the fog of forgetfulness!" "The fog of forgetfulness never works right," scoffed the naked Scotsman. He didn't seem to have a lot of respect for the mistress either. "We'd better torture him a little," suggested the Spanish dancer. "Yeah and torture him a lot more if he tells our secrets," added the milk maid. "Hey!" I said. "I thought you were on my side." "It's nothing personal," the milk maid assured me with a soft voice and gentle expression. "You just need to be hurt in horrible ways to make sure we stay safe." "What about the brew?" asked the mime, who hadn't spoken yet. "Good thinking!" the mistress said. "A mortal fell into our laps. It would be foolish to let him leave without extracting the ingredient." "I'll take you to a safe place while we debate what to do with you," said the milk maid. "Will you take me to the bathroom first?" I asked. "Out of the question," she sternly snapped. I was led to a dark chamber and locked inside a metal cage. I was thankful that there was a wooden stool because I'd been on my feet for quite a while by that point and I knew that sitting on the cold stone floor would be torture for my full bladder. I stayed in there for hours in a terrible state of anxious uncertainty. Would they torture me? Kill me? I listened for signs. I couldn't make out many words. I heard bickering which eventually calmed down. After the silence I heard what sounded like dramatic monologs alternated with chanting and singing. That must've been the ritual. After an hour or so it reached a climax and there was silence again. A few minutes later there were quiet murmurs and then footsteps on stone. My heart was heavy with dread and my bladder was bursting with pee. After lots of suspense the curtain to my prison whipped open and half a dozen cat-eyed women stood in the opening leering at me menacingly. To add insult to injury they caught sight me holding myself due to my extreme need for a bathroom. A couple of them giggled and the mistress scorned me. "Only 2 hours in the cage and you have to make water so badly that you're holding your male member? Pathetic! I knew mortals were weak but this is disgraceful. The last boy in the cage was 5 years old and even he controlled himself better than you." "Yeah he didn't wet himself 'til we shoved him in the oven," commented the Spanish dancer. They all laughed uproariously. I hoped that meant she was joking. "Hold still," the milk maid ordered as she unlocked the cage. A black hood was pulled over my head and I was led through a tunnel. "Where are we going?" I asked, dreading the answer. "The kitchen," one of the women answered with a tone of barely-restrained glee. It wasn't a very reassuring answer. "What's going to happen there?" I asked as a follow-up. "We're adding an ingredient," someone said. That answer was even less encouraging. I decided I was better off not asking questions. After walking a little ways they jerked me to a stop and yanked off my hood. I was in a chamber lit only by a fire in a pit in the middle of the floor. Sitting on top of the fire was a cast iron pot the size of a smart car full of a bubbling hot concoction. This was really happening. They were actually going to cook me. I was instantly overcome with horror. I tried to run away but two of the women held my upper arms like a pair of vices. I struggled with all my strength but barely moved an inch in any direction. I tried to kick free but another pair of women were crouched on the floor holding my legs. I was completely powerless. That included my bladder control. I didn't even notice at first because of the adrenaline rush but I was peeing my pants. It probably started the second I saw the cauldron. None of the pee was running down my legs because they were held so far apart but the bulge in my jeans was soaking wet and glistening in the orange light of the fire and I could see a little shining stream running straight down to the floor. The next thing that happened was a crazy surprise. The milk maid had carried her pail into the kitchen. Now she joined the other two women on the floor and held the pail under the leak I'd sprung. That made me even more embarrassed about my accident but I couldn't stop it. The blood-warm liquid just poured out of me while the milk maid watched closely to make sure she caught it all. Each of the girls in the room was restraining me or collecting my pee except for the mistress. She just stood next to the pot with a maniacal grin on her face and watched me humiliate myself. After about a minute that felt like about an hour my bladder had exhausted its supply and I was just dripping into the bucket instead of pouring. "This is plenty," the milk maid said. With those words spoken the other women let go of me. The milk maid stood up and handed the bucket to her mistress but not before dipping a finger inside and bringing it to her lips. "Very concentrated. It'll do nicely." "Thank you for your contribution," the mistress told me. "The urine of a mortal is a crucial ingredient in this particular brew." "Why didn't you just tell me?" I asked timidly. "I would've gladly peed for you." "This was more fun," the mistress said with a smile like a snake. "You may go now. Never return to this part of the woods. Tell no one our names or the location of our den. We can find you anytime we want. If you misbehave we'll make your life so scary you'll wet your pants every day." The mime showed me out and I ran away from that tree as fast as I could. When I was out of the woods I made a bee-line for home. I was thankful it was the middle of the night so nobody was around to see the big wet spot on my pants. I never went back to that forest and I never told anyone the important facts about those people or their den. I had to tell you the story though. It's Halloween and this is the scariest story I've got."
  6. Title says it all ? [360] Halloween lmao wetting (AW).mp4
  7. So, I've been thinking... My annual content submission for seasonal stories is coming up and I've been debating over doing a Halloween special, like previous years. The thing is, I've got too many ideas and no fixed plan. Also, as some of my readers may know (my loyal ones, that is) I also suffer from a sever lack of motivation for writing sometimes. Thankfully, this'll be another One-Shot-Wonder, like my old Halloween special and my out-of-season-seasonal submission last year (Titled: 'How to rehabilitate a Perv-Dog'). Back to the main point: if any of you reading this have any real ideas as to what kind of Halloween story (if you want a Halloween story) you want to see, please, for my own sanity, comment them here or PM them to me. Just keep in mind my usual Story Rules (some are doubled with my RP rules listed in my 'About me'), and the ones here: 1. I can only write Loli/loli-like teen, and no character older than 16, well. 2. I write Females best, and will only include Female Wetting/Desperation. I can write males, but only as extras and not the focus of the Omo-centric content. 3. I can't write and won't write messing. Sorry, but the idea of writing it just sickens me. :/ Got nothing against those who like it, it's just 'each to their own', and messing does not fit into my 'Own'. 4. I also don't write ABDL/Dom-Sub/MM pairings. I'm okay with including nappies (diapers, for the Americans) but only for realism. I don't write full on Diaper wetting. If you've got ideas, submit them in this format: 1. Say which characters you want me to include. They can be from my own works or, if you want some new OC's from me, just say. I don't write fanfics as I find them too limiting to creativity and I don't know a lot of Fandoms. If you give me a good enough description and allow for me to brainstorm with you, you could submit your own OC ideas. Please make sure they fit by my above rules. 2. Say what kind of setting. Do you want a Fairground haunted house, or perhaps a real one? How do the characters end up there/why are they there? Just the basics for setting a plot will be needed, I can fill in the gaps. 3. Say, if you want, what kind of wettings/desperation you want included. This isn't necessary as I can create these. But, if there's one kind of wetting you really want to see, just say and I'll aim to provide. I'm posting this now as it'll probably take me the best of this month to actually start planning this. Procrastination for the win... I'm closing submissions for this at the end of the second week of October (Friday 14th) as it'll take me a while to write it up for submission on the 31st. If so many people's ideas work well together, I may include several people's submissions. I'll credit my sources at the end of the story in the Afterword. Other than the above, have fun and think things up. :) I'm open for most suggestions. ~Roka-tan FOOTNOTE: Already got two story requests and opening up for a few more. Of course, my followers got first dibs on requests. I'm taking up to five more requests as I could then space the submissions over the week preceding Halloween. Please follow the above ruling for suggestions. If you are unfamiliar with my work, here are my previous seasonal submissions. Please, peruse them and see if you like my style before making submissions, as they're the kind of thing you'll be getting. 2014 Halloween Special: 'Sweet Relief - Sera Sisters' 2015 Seasonal-Unseasonal Special: 'How to Rehabilitate a Perv Dog'
  8. Hey everyone! Happy Halloween! Figured this would be a funny and cool topic, what are the greatest Halloween costumes you wore? My school always had a halloween parade where parents could come watch us march around the school in our costumes, i dressed up as: ladybug Spongebob jelly fish( my mom made the costume) pumpkin dead bride dorathy from wizard of oz scarecrow from wizard of oz witch of the north taco greek goddess goth girl I had too much anxiety to ever go trick or treating because i couldnt talk to people, i tried three times and i never liked it, so i would eat leftover candy or buy my own now, what costumes did you love wearing?
  9. Original content is encouraged from both men and women of them messing and/or wetting in halloween costumes or cosplays! Links are preferable, but if you’re going to upload a file, please make the file name somewhat descriptive. Cheers!
  10. This is a Halloween special I wrote recently. It's the first full-length work of fiction I've made in roughly a year, so don't expect anything special. I also rushed through it a bit, especially towards the end, and haven't extensively reviewed it all, so there may be some errors here and there. It was inspired by a sketch/drawing someone posted on the site around Halloween time last year, Sorry it's kind of long. If you read it, please feel free to offer feedback, positive or negative! PDF Download: the-wet-witch.pdf The Wet Witch “Saraahhh, hurry up!” rang an impatient voice from the other side of the door. “There’s not going to be any more candy left if we don’t go now!” Letting out a sigh, the short statured girl ignored the pleas. It wasn’t even really dark out yet, there’s no way anyone would run out of candy this early into Halloween night. “Why did I get stuck doing this again this year?” the girl scoffed, slipping on some socks and tucking her feet into a pair of shoes as she protested. Quickly hopping up off the edge of her bed and picking up a large pointy hat that was sitting beside her, she walked up to a nearby mirror and plopped it down on top of her head. “Besides, he should be old enough to go trick or treating on his own. Why does he need me to go with him?” But even after all of her protesting, the petite girl couldn’t help but grin as she admired herself in the mirror. Dressed in almost all black from head to toe, with a black corset, a short black skirt, all topped off with a pair of striped knee high socks and even a cape that covered most of her backside. She did a quick spin, twirling her skirt and cape around a bit, and feeling a slight blush stain her cheeks as she caught a glimpse of her panties being flashed in the mirror. Without any doubt, she held the appearance a young witch, and a pretty cute one at that. “Well.. it’s not so bad I guess.” she mumbled. After taking a few final moments to adjust some of the smaller details of her costume, she started to head downstairs. Right as she opened her door, her path was blocked by a small boy wearing a red robe of sorts with long white hair and a pair of dog ears attached to the top of his head. With arms crossed, he looked up at the girl with an impatient expression. “Shesh, took you long enough. I’ve been waiting here forever. Why do girls always take so long to get ready?” This costume was apparently based of some character from a popular anime series. A “half-human half-demon-dog” type character, which explains the ears at least. “Oh hush. You should be thankful I’m even taking you, just because you’re still too much of a scaredy cat to go on your own.” “S-Shut up! I’m not scared! M-mom wouldn’t let me go out by myself anyways.” scoffed the flustered doggy eared boy. “Oh? Wasn’t it you who kept nagging mom to go with you to start with? If you really want to go by yourself, I’m sure you could just as-” “No! I-I mean, it doesn’t matter now, you’re already dressed up and everything. You know you didn’t even have to wear a costume, right? I think you secretly still want to go trick or treating, even though you’re practically an adult. So don’t make fun of me!” “Un! T-That’s not true. I just.. thought I’d dress up to be festive, that’s all.” “Oh yeah? Is that way you’re bringing a candy basket too?” “Tch. If I have to take you, I just figured I might as well get something out of it. So, are you ready to go, imp?” “I’m not an imp, I’m a half-demo-!” “Yeah yeah, you’re a half-demon-dog-thing. Whatever you are, let’s go.” she responded, dismissively walking off towards the staircase while waving a hand in the air. After reaching the bottom of the staircase, they quickly received compliments from their parents on how adorable they both looked. Sarah topped off a large mug she was drinking from earlier with some freshly brewed coffee, and after grabbing their candy baskets, they both headed out the front door. They started off visiting the neighboring houses before eventually having to walk to some of the more distant streets. There seemed to be fewer people celebrating Halloween this year. There was a noticeable decline last year too. Not only that, but people seemed to be getting stingier with their candy. Years ago, people used to give all the kids handfuls of candy, now most parents seem to be handing out a strict limit of one candy bar per person. By the time their baskets were half full, it was already getting rather dark out and the temperature was starting to drop as the night sky took over. The drop in temperature made the girl resort to chugging down her coffee down for warmth. It didn’t take long before she had sucked the last drop out from her mug, and with it, the only thing helping keep her warm was lost. Her body started to turn cold shortly after. As she started to shiver, she felt an uncomfortable pressure starting to build up inside her. “..Hey, Imp, it’s starting to get kind of late.. we should probably head home now.” “I told you I’m not an imp! And I’ve almost filled my basket, can’t we wait a little longer?” “We really sho-...” “Pleeeeaseeee? Come on, I’ll even share some of my candy with you!” “Nnh.. fine.. but just a few more stops and that’s it... okay?” Without responding, her doggy-eared brother just smiled and nodded happily before quickly running off to the next house. “Man.. I really should have brought a jacket..” she groaned as she tried to catch up with her younger brother. But before she could reach the driveway, a sudden strong gust of wind caught her off guard. The cold breeze caused her body to tense up, and an uncomfortable sensation started to well up inside of her. With the gust continuing to flutter by, she froze in place as she started to shiver, wrapping her arms around her stomach to try and keep herself warm. “Look mom, hers has stars just like mine!” commented a young girl as she walked by. Confused, Sarah looked over at the child and blinked when she noticed the girl was pointing directly at her. When she noticed where the girl was pointing, her cheeks suddenly blazed a crimson red and her hands immediately bolted down to her skirt. While she was preoccupied with keeping herself warm, the sudden gust had been giving everyone behind her a nice clear view of her star printed panties. With her cheeks still on fire, she quickly pushed forward and moved to try and catch up to her brother, only to be met by him half way. “Hey, where’d you go?” he asked. “Nnh, nowhere. Let’s just hurry up and go to the next house.” “Don’t you want your candy? “No, it’s fine, let’s just hurry up so we can head home. Please.” It took the two a few minutes to reach the next house. As they continued walking, she was starting to grow increasingly restless. The uncomfortable pressure she had been ignoring was starting to quickly intensify. She could feel the coffee she had so carelessly chugged down earlier starting to hit her with a vengeance, and the freezing cold temperatures weren’t helping in the slightest. By the time they reached the next driveway, the pressure had nearly doubled in intensity, and it was becoming really hard for her to stand still. She told her brother to go ahead without her and waited at the end of the driveway. “Ahhnn.. I have to pee so bad.. I guess I shouldn’t have had so much coffee..” she grumbled to herself. Looking around her to make sure no one was near, she attempted to cross her legs together slightly, as inconspicuously as possible. A sudden wave of desperation hit her as she did, forcing her legs to lock together and ruining any subtlety her actions may have had. The pain made her wince and arch forward slightly. Something about these freezing temperatures made it so much harder to cope with these things. Every chill and shiver made her body feel weak. After a few moments, she saw her brother walking back her way. Carefully, she forced her legs apart, and stood back up straight, a slightly numbing pain running up her body as she did. As another pang of desperation hit her, and she felt her legs start to shake a bit, this time not from the cold. “Hey, what’s wrong with you?” “N-Nothing, it’s just getting really cold out. And it’s getting really late. So let’s head back home now, okay?” Her brother was starting to look a little worn out from all the walking, so he didn’t protest much, and they both agreed to head back home. Trying her best to just ignore the urge, she somehow managed to keep herself walking a straight and steady path back. At least, for a little while she did. When another strong gust hit, her body unwillingly tensed up, and with nothing else to stop it, a foreign warmth suddenly spurted out into the witch girls panties. “...!!” Feeling her cheeks go hot, she immediately froze in place and bolted her hands down to her skirt, clenching her fist into the fabric and quickly locking her legs together at the same time. She regained control over herself before any real damage was done, but she felt like that might change if she moved even an inch. “Sis? Hey, sis, why did you stop?” As her younger brother looked back at her, it didn’t seem to take him long to figure out her predicament. “What are you doing, do you have to pee or something?” “Sh-shut up! Not so loud!” “Keh, well what did you expect? You’ve been sucking down whatevers in that huge cup of yours all night.” “Shut up I said! I don’t like this cold weather, and I didn’t think to bring a jacket, it was the only thing that helped!” After a few more moments passed, she managed to calm herself down and the pressure melted away, allowing her to stand back up straight and walk past her brother at a slightly faster pace than before. Every step she took now felt like it was causing her bladder to increase in size. After a minute passed, the pain became so bad she couldn’t force herself to walk straight. Unable to pay attention to where she was going, she stubmled over a rock on the side of the pathway, and the shock caused her to lose control for a second. “Pssshhhh!”, despite only lasting a few seconds, the spurt made an audible hiss as the wet warmth quickly soaked into the girls panties. In a panic, she bolted one hand down, shoving it up her skirt and grasping herself as tightly as she could, the short stream dying down to a trickle as it soaked through her panties and dampened her fingers. Blushing like mad and not caring who could see at this point, she started to speed walk as fast as she possibly could. The warmth in her panties quickly started to turn cold, and even with her fingers dug into them, the panties were starting to tickle her more with each step she made. Roughly 30 more seconds passed by and an even stronger wave of desperation hit her without remorse. Feeling powerless to stop it, a heavy spurt broke free and quickly warmed her panties again. The stream jetted out at full force, quickly soaking through her already wet panties and flooding into the palm of her hand, then pattering down to the sidewalk below as she continued to push forward. In an act of sheer desperation, she bolted for a nearby tree and threw herself against it, cramming both her hands into her skirt and all the way down into the front of her panties. She clasped her hands against the stream and pressed her legs as tightly together as she could, letting out a fairly load moan as she desperately fought off the urge to just give up and let herself go here. After a few moments passed by, she somehow managed to regain control again. The stream died down to a trickle, then finally stopped. The blissful feeling of relief filled her with a desire to just let go, but she knew that absolutely was not an option. Looking up, she saw a nearby house with the porch light still on. “T-There’s no way.. I can make it back like this.. I-I’ll have to ask.. I have no other choice..” she thought to herself, letting out a loud groan as she forced herself back up. Wobbling painfully to the front door, she rang the doorbell, but there was no response. She waited,and again rang the doorbell, her legs starting to quiver and grow weak. “I have to.. hold it.. nnghh..!” Moaning out loudly, she dug an arm back into her skirt, holding herself through the fabric and tightly clenching her fist shut. She felt herself losing strength as her knees started to give out. Just then, someone came and opened the door. It appeared to be a boy around her age. He was around the same height as her and had dark brown hair that was only slightly shorter than hers. “Sorry for that, trick or trea-.. eh? Hey, are.. are you okay?” The boy blinked in her direction with a slightly confused and concerned expression. She tried to open her mouth, but was suddenly lost for words. She didn’t expect a boy so cute and around her age to answer. How could she ask something so embarrassing to him?! “U-Uhm.. I... I...” She suddenly gasped out in reflex as an intense pain shout through her lower abdomen. Her fist clenched tighter and her legs twisted, starting to shake violently as she desperately forced some words out. “C-Can I.. Can I.. u-use the.. the.. the..” As the pain intensified, her cheeks burned a deeper shade of red than they ever had before. Tears started to well up in her eyes as she tried to force the last of her sentence out “Restroom.. Can I use the restroom.. p-please..! I need the restroom now!!” By the time she managed to stammer her words out, she started to lose it. A wave of desperation hit her harder than ever before, and she couldn’t do anything to stop it. It started with a few small spurts, those spurts turned into a light trickle, and that trickle quickly grew in intensity until it became a roaring hiss in a matter of seconds. Unable to maintain the strength to fight anymore, the girl quivered and gave in, letting her body relax. The stream quickly soaked through her panties again, and with nowhere else to go, the flood mercilessly poured down her legs like a waterfall. With her legs still arched inward, some of the stream parted and started to run down her thighs, soaking into her socks and pouring down to the concrete below in several directions. 10 seconds passed, then 20, then 30. Neither of the two had moved or said a word. The flood continued to pour out of the witch girl mercilessly, splashing down onto the porch below with loud pitter patters that only slightly muffled the intense hiss that was flooding her panties. Losing the will to fight anymore, her legs gave out. There was a sudden “splash!” as her butt got very warm and damp. In a complete daze, she looked down to see herself sitting in a large golden puddle that was spreading out in all directions. Looking back up, she felt tears welling in her eyes again, giving out light sobs as the boy in front of her looked down in shock, remaining speechless for a few more moments before finally managing to get some words out. “U-Uhm... H-Hey, you should probably come inside, you’re going to catch a cold like that..” mumbled the boy with his own cheeks flushed slightly red. But the girl was unable to move. She couldn’t do anything but sit there, frozen. “H-Here, can I help you..?” The boy leaned down and offered her a hand, pulling her back to her feet and leading her inside. “I think my sister might have a change of clothes you can use.. so.. wait here a moment please.” As the boy quickly turned around and ran up a staircase, the witch girl was left standing there, still in a daze with her clothes still dripping yellow liquids onto the carpet below.. A few moments later, the boy returned, carrying a black skirt that was slightly longer than the one she currently had on topped of with a clean pair of panties. “The bathroom is right over there, so, uhm.. h-here.” The boy offered the clothes to the girl, looking away shyly and scratching his chin. Accepting the clothes, she nodded gently and walked over to the bathroom, closing the door behind her and letting out a sigh as she stripped out of her skirt and panties. As she started to come back to her senses, she dried off and slipped on the clean clothes, stepping out from the bathroom right after. “U-Uhm.. thank you.. for your help.. but.. you didn’t have to do allthis..” the girl said shyly, hiding her face as she did. “It’s okay, really.. uhm, accidents happen, right? Eheheh, I don’t mind, and my sister was more than happy to help.” he responded, giving her an encouraging smile at the same time. After promising to return the clothes tomorrow, she said her goodbye’s and headed for home again. In the end, she ended up having to bribe her brother with the candy she collected that night so he wouldn’t tell their mom about the incident.
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