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  1. Version 1

    1,792 downloads

    IMPORTANT NOTE: File should be unlocked by now, but if it asks for a password, it is otomi-games.com A simple game where an exhibitionist tries to get away with naughty exposure in different locations. There is no story slotted in, purely gameplay. Features get unlocked until you get the full sandbox mode after completing all night and day stages. Remember to click the rectangular stop button swiftly and readily during the main stages! The game is obviously fictional, but please be warned if you are uncomfortable with the concept of bystanders including police and children spotting the main character. None of them are sexualised and merely act as a gauge of the protagonist's detection. The game features are: Four locations. A school, residential area, playground and shopping centre. Night and day versions of the locations. More spotting by bystanders during the day. Customisable outfits, character attitude and even body markings or pubic hair (see pictures). Main stages with the three hearts being like 'lives' until you get caught. Red bar measuring progress until reaching her orgasm. Sandbox mode where you needn't worry about losing the game. Buttons for exposing in various ways, all of which can be combined with peeing. Button to just pee on the spot. Character voice when performing actions with embarrassment/moaning/etc. I have completed all stages, so I included my save files if you should wish to utilise them. Message or comment if they don't work. Support the work at: https://www.dlsite.com/maniax/work/=/product_id/RJ386790.html (From site)
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  2. Note: The girl in this story is 19 and has a strict step-dad! This is not an underage character, that is NOT my thing at all! Please keep this in mind! Also keep in mind that a there's some implied/tad incest in this! I don't agree with this and it's not a kink, personally. I just thought it would add to the characters! No smut though! I'm not going that far. Stop at "Wow." if you don't wanna see it! "Smoking weed AND kissing boys? You really are pushing it, Samantha, you really are." Brian clenched the steering wheel, not looking at his guilty daughter in the passenger seat. "I'm sorry, but I'm in university now, so what do you expect?!" "What a piss poor excuse! No phone, no TV, no friends over. NOTHING!" Speaking of piss...Samantha began squirming in her seat a little bit, her thighs fanning in and out. She hadn't used the toilet since 7am, which was a good 9 hours of piss in her. "W-well, I could use the toilet right now. Could we stop off?" Samantha whined, lifting herself up a bit with a hand slid into her crotch. "No, you're holding it until we get home. I'm not stopping." "SERIOUSLY?! I could piss in your seat right this second!" She whined some more. "Language, Samantha! I'm not stopping. You can hold it like the grown up you think you are!" The rest of the 30 minute car trip from her university to her house was in uncomfortable silence, with Brian's disappointed sighs echoing around the car. Sam's clenched pussy muscles grew weak as a few piss drops rolled into her underwear, making her bounce her ass up and down in the leather. Both of her hands were squeezing her crotch tightly, giving her some form of relief. Brian took his eyes off of the road and rolled his eyes. "Oh my god, Samantha, control yourself. You're not gonna piss your knickers, for fuck sake." "Oooohhh..." Samantha moaned under her breath as she crossed her legs and lifted herself up from the seat with both hands. It was a long ass ride. They eventually reached their house and Samantha immediately unbuckled her seatbelt, swinging the car door open and running up to their front door. After a few bobs up and down, she ran into her house and for the bathroom, only to find her brother taking a shower in there. "Oi! Asshole! Hurry up! I....I need to pee!" Sam bounced up and down on the spot with a hand in her crotch. "I only got in! Just hold it for a few more minutes!" Marcus, her brother, shouted over the running water. Sam moaned and whined at the door, squirming and wriggling around only to see her mum standing in the doorway. They caught eyes and immediately, Sam regretted not popping a squat outside. "Samantha. Brian told me what you've done today and I'm really disappointed. Get to your room right now!" Claire demanded, almost too calmly. "But I have to-" "GO! Before I tell Brian and he'll drag you by your hair so I don't think you'd want that." Samantha felt defeated. She was grounded for god knows how long and to make it worse, she was about to piss herself and her parents are practically sadistic. As she paced around her room, Samantha found no sign of relief for her full bladder. She sat down on her bed with her thighs clapping together, her hands digging at her pussy. "Ohhhh fuck! Fuck fuck fuck fuck, I'm gonna piss myself. Then I'll get the blame and I won't even see summer next year!" With no warning, a 2 second stream flowed out of her with ease, slightly leaking out of her lace underwear. Samantha squealed and clamped her hands against her vagina, kicking her feet rapidly in the air. She stood and hobbled around, doubling over and bouncing. Suddenly, her step-dad entered the room with tea in his hand. "Here you are, Samantha." He placed it down on her desk before looking up and seeing his squirming daughter. "Oh for christ sake, Sam, did you not use the toilet?" "N-noooo...Marcus was in there! I can't hold it much longer, Brian! I-I really need a wee!" She whined. "Hold it." Brian growled, a smirk on his face. Then the door was shut, leaving Samantha with a leaky pussy and muffled whimpers. The hardest part wasn't the fact that she had to pee, but that she's probably going to piss herself infront of her pervy step-dad. The thoughts consumed her as she wobbled around her room, pee slowly leaking out of her. "Uggghhh, I can't hold it! I'm gonna wee on myself." Samantha began undressing until she was stood in nothing but her underwear, a few drops of piss rolling down her legs. "Fuck it..." As she scrambled for her underwear and pulled them to one side, her pussy muscles relaxed and her stream let go on the floor, pitter pattering on the carpet. Samantha arched her back and moaned out loud, taking in the relieving moment. "Samantha, Marcus is out so you can...use...the-" Brian stood in the doorway, watching Samantha's pussy fluctuate, the yellow stream trickling out of it. Piss that escaped her before her panties were discarded slowly slid down her legs, dripping onto the carpet along with the rest of it. Her body twitched from the relief, the smile spread across her face turned into an "O" shape as more moans left her mouth. "Ohhhh fuck. That felt good." Samantha moaned, as her stream came to an end. "Wow." Immediately, Samantha snapped from her dazed moment, pulling her panties over her pussy before her bladder could let out the last tiny bit of its contents. Brian shut the door behind him and circled around Sam, looking her up and down. She smirked slightly, her hips still slightly bucked. "Like what you see?" "Don't tell your mum." They were both in for one hell of a night.
  3. Version 1.0

    305 downloads

    OMORASHI GAME WITH A MALE CHARACTER! Your old friend Edward has asked you for help. For six hours he will go about his business, alone with you... OPPORTUNITIES FOR YOU: 10 topics for conversation (if you want to get to know this gallant gentleman better) 7 types of interactions with Edward 12 endings (3 dry, 5 wet, 4 with scenes of sexual content) 6 epilogues Moderate content customization (enable/disable sex scenes, diaper, glasses, additional information menus, etc.) Small sprite animations ☆Sounds☆ This is a fan game, but so that fans of this fandom, who are clearly not into such kinky stuff, do not stumble upon it, more detailed information is provided inside the game. English is not my native language. I do not know if the Mac and Linux versions work correctly, because I have Windows. I tried to check the game for all kinds of errors + let my friends from discord play, but if there are errors or strange bugs, please let me know.
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  4. 1417548470068580353-CcI90_KlJ65p9xQo.mp4 1417548470068580353-CcI90_KlJ65p9xQo.mp4 Sammie - Wetting her Leggings.mp4 Perfect Pull Up Flood Girl wets and messes pull ups - ThisVidcom.mp4 S0YS97n - Imgur.mp4 Please post your favourite videos id love to see them
  5. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    "She has to pee really badly, but she is... not allowed to pee!" Gotcha! Yeah, those six months would be in addition to the punishment I'm giving her for trying to run away! X] As usual, the nude and text-less versions are available on my Patreon!
  6. From the album: Jailor Eckman's (Fluffier) Hoard

    "She's peeing herself, because she... got caught!" Nutmeg really is at the end of her rope, and she thought that refilling her coffee mug might make things easier... X3 As usual, the nude and text-less versions are available on my Patreon!
  7. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Happy Thanksgiving, guys! I hope you all have a wonderful day and can enjoy some serious feasting! XD As usual, the nude version is available on my Patreon!
  8. So I’m kind of new to all this stuff. I knew I liked the feeling of holding pee but I didn’t know why and I didn’t know about anything else. My partner introduced me to all of this stuff and I still find it really embarrassing that I like it but I also like that feeling. Anyway the incident was this morning. I was asleep next to my partner and they woke me up because id soaked the mattress in my sleep. I was wearing their sweatpants to sleep in and it was still kinda of warm. I was so embarrassed but they loved it.
  9. Mary was a 38 year old woman who has had three kids. Her bladder has become stretched out and not as effective when it comes to holding in her urine. However the main issue was that she had gotten a poison Ivy rash in her genetically area. She got this rash because one day she was desperate while taking a morning walk in the woods abs decided to squat and pee outside but ended up peeing in a poisonous plant that has caused her redness and intense itchiness inside of her crotch. She decided to visit her gynecologist to take a look and help relieve her burning and itching sensation. She was brought into a room and asked to undress from the bottom down. Her bare butt and crotch was exposed to the cold crinkly paper of the medical table. She was given a drape to cover her private parts until the doctor came in. The male urologist doctor came in and assessed her rash. Mary felt uncomfortable as she was not expecting a male doctor and felt embarrassed about the unfortunate location of her rash. He stated he would give her a cream medication but this was a special cream. This cream has an enzyme that can only be activated by binding to urine liquid particles. This means that for this medicine to be activated the most effective way was to apply the cream in the crotch area and then put a diaper on the patient so that when the patient urinates the urine will directly contact with the cream and the enzyme can be activated immediately. when Mary heard the doctor explained this she was beyond embarrassed and was turning red. But her crotch was itching through out the whole appointment and it was more embarrassing that she was digging her hand into her crotch to relieve her itching the whole time the doctor was talking to her. So she complied to the treatment. To get started the doctor had her superset her legs in the stirrups. Then he slid a open diaper underneath her bottom and crotch area. Next he applied a cold lubricant to the inside of her vagina in order to prevent irritation when it will make contact with the diaper to her labias. This cold gel sensation was extremely uncomfortable and Mary jumped when it was applied in her. However she was restrained and could not do much about her situation. Next the doctor applied the cream all over the external skin of her crotch and inside her ass crack. The cream had the consistency of thick Vaseline. It was very viscous and sticky and made the parts of her vagina and butt cheeks stick together in an uncomfortable way. finally the doctor fastened the diaper on Mary and let her bring her legs back together and sit up. Mary struggled to meet her thighs together because of the heavily padded diaper that was in between her legs. She was propped up almost like a baby at this point. Next the doctor gave her a diuretic pill to stimulate her need to urinate. After taking the pill the doctor left a nurse to watch over and ensure Mary urinated in her diaper and left the room. 20 minutes had passed and Mary begin feeling a strong pressure on her bladder. The whole 20 minutes she tried to itch herself but it was difficult as the diaper was so thick and the thick cream and lubricant in between her vagina and butt made it hard for her to make a decent itch. The burning sensation was building up, but she was too embarrassed to pee in this diaper in front of the nurse. the nurse was growing frustrated as she had many more high priority patients that actually needed medical attention, and instead she was stuck monitoring a patients urinary status. To speed things along the nurse asked Mary to lie down to help her relax. Then Very quickly she restrained Mary again while she was off guard. She locked her legs in the stirrups, and strapped her hands extending outwards to the sides of her body. Mary was shocked and tried to get out but this only applied more pressure on her body and she did not continue. The nurse said in a cold voice “ listen I am not leaving until you pee in this damn diaper, get over your ego and pee!” Mary did not meet her eye contact which only frustrated the nurse more. So the nurse took her hand and pressed on the swollen bulge that was on Mary’s abdomen. This pressure made Mary moan and close her eyes as she tried to keep herself from peeing. But she should not old her self and eventually let go. The warm pee flooded in between her legs to her butt and the diaper expanded and grew as she filled her diaper. The nurse watched in awe as she saw Mary relieve her self and realized how much pee she was holding. the warm padded sensation on Mary quickly turned into a cold soggy feeling and she felt ashamed for enjoying the relief of emptying her bladder into a diaper as a 38 year old mother. She wondered what her husband and kids would have thought if they saw her like this. However the treatment worked, she stopped itching. the end
  10. this is still a little embarassing to talk about aaaa i like leaking into my panties, i dont like making a lot of mess (i hate clean up) so whenever i plan to leak lots or if im worried i'll have an accident i'll put an old towel or small pillow down and use that to catch my leak i'm getting used to smelling a little like pee more often because i like to sit in it for a few minutes, or i'll only wipe down instead of taking a shower so they'll still be some piss smell on me. my owner likes it and thinks its kinda hot even though it makes me really shy. i was wondering if theres any good perfumes or sprays to help cover the scent? either for when im too embarassed by how much i smell like urine or for the towels i'll wet but cant wash instantly. mostly for the towels since they're more annoying to clean than my body is, but still, any tips?
  11. 1. Skymouse (Wettingherpanties): I think they do overall a good job in production of videos. The models are super hot AF. I think in my opinion they lack a sense of storytelling and i will admit even though I feel that most of them try to add dialogue the producers just don’t really want them to say anything. That in actuality kind of makes the video boring or just lazy all around. Just my opinion but when Faye left I feel like they lowered themselves in terms of quality of their videos. (I remember someone told me that Skymouse is owned by someone else actually) 2. Diaperperv (Ineed2pee): I think they do pretty much the same as Skymouse however with some stories added to it. I do believe that the models are really interesting on that site. However honestly Diaperperv doesn’t really give the girls interesting storylines to really do much. Although to be fair they try their best with what they have. I just feel like it is basically a generic version of Skymouse but more pushing boundaries. Ineed2pee uses I think mainly models that already know each other. Kitty Quinn knows Vika for example. 3. Lovewetting overall is okay to me however they have become really lazy with how they use the models I think. Example is that most of them do pee themselves but don’t empty all in their pants they strip down mid way or aren’t wearing underwear which is boring in my opinion. Yes they do have really hot models and do diverse wetting. (Language is not really a big problem by the way) 4. HDWetting is okay but they don’t have anyone that is basically attractive as all of the models they have are kind of grungy or look exactly how you would assume lesbians look like. If I was watching a model I want to actually see them be more attractive than being kind of low budgety (That mainly comes down to preferences). I think they do pretty interesting videos but lately they have been all over the place in my opinion. The Bladder Big Blaster or something was just super random? 5. Realwetting has hot models but they don’t give a flying F about storytelling or dialogue which does impact the video in my opinion. I know that they do diverse clothing which is super appreciated compared to Ineed2pee. Most of the models I think speak either German or some other language which I guess could be the reason why they don’t really speak. However Lovewetting and FrDiapergirl have been able to get around it with Subtitles.
  12. So, this is my first story. Sorry it's kinda weird. Hope you enjoy it, regardless. "Sally, I can't believe you." Her father said disappointed. Sally had really done it now. In the middle of the night, she vandalized her fathers car, covering it with drawings of dicks with a pink spray can. "I had to go to work in a goddamn dick-mobile!" He shouted. "Why would you do this?" Sally said nothing, not wanting to speak or even look at her father. With Sally not saying anything to explain herself, her father left to calm himself down, only saying he'd have something to say at 5. Sally Went to her room. She wondered what he'd have her do as a punishment, but decided whatever it was, it was worth it to get at him. Sally was 17. She had long brown hair, and was wearing a green shirt and blue leggings. She and her father had been distant for a very long time. Ever since the divorce, she and her mother had come to hate him. However she always had to visit for the weekends. She hated it. The "dick mobile" as her father called it was one of her ways of revenge. After browsing and texting on her phone for a while, the time soon reached 5 o'clock. Her father called her down to the living room. "What do you want?" She asked. "I finally decided what to do." He replied. "Fine. What's my punishment?" "Well," He said. "You might not be getting punished." "Great, see ya!" She said as she went to walk back to her room. "Oh, Come on! Get back here. there's more to it." Sally sighed and walked back. "....What?" He handed her two bottles of water. "Drink these." "I'm not thirsty." She said. "DRINK THEM." He said sternly. Sally rolled her eyes as she grabbed a bottle, sat on the couch, and drank it (The bottle I mean, not the couch. You can't drink a couch.) She drank the bottle rather quickly just to get this over with. "Wow. What a punishment." She said sarcastically. "And the other one." her father said. "The other one?" she asked. "Why? What are you planning?" "DRINK THE OTHER ONE." He said, raising his voice. With a sigh, she grabbed and drank the other one. The whole time, wondering "What the hell?" When she finished drinking the second bottle, she felt a small twinge in her tummy, but thought nothing of it. She noticed her father had the camcorder. "What are you doing with that?" she asked. "Here's the deal!" he said. "I'm giving you a chance not to get punished. Soon, the water you drank will reach your bladder. If you can stay here in this room for the next hour and a half and not pee yourself, You won't be punished." Sally's eyes widened in shock and confusion at what her father just said. "........What the fuck!" "Language." He said "And you heard me. Hour and a half, don't pee yourself, and you won't be punished." "....." Sally was speechless. What the hell has he been smoking? she thought. "And if I do pee, what's the punishment?" "That's a secret." he replied in a terse manner. "Why do this?" She asked. "What made you even think of this in the first place?" Her father simply shrugged. "Seemed like a fun way to pass the time." Fun? Fun!? He thought this would be fun? On hearing this, Sally suddenly remembered something. One night, her mother mentioned something to her friends. "That weirdo is into women peeing themselves. Can you fucking believe that?" Is that what this is? She thought. He's really into that? But I'm his daughter. What the fuck! "What's to stop me from going to the bathroom right now?" She asked. "Nothing." he said. "I won't stop you, but if you do, your punishment will be worse than if you cooperate." "What even is the punishment? is it the camera?" "As I said, it's a secret. But I will be recording." So that's it. she thought. He's probably gonna film it and use it for something. Sally thought about just using the bathroom, but then she realized something. If she goes through with this and wins, she won't be punished, and that's another way she can get at him. This thought alone made her want to go through with this. After all, she's an adult. She's not gonna piss her pants like some baby. "Okay then." she said. "Alright." he said as he started the camcorder and started filming. Now here's the thing. There's not really much to say for the first 30 minutes. The water hadn't really reached her bladder, so she was just kinda sitting there. They had the TV on though. Ooh, TV, yay! Now, after the 40 minute mark was when she started to feel uncomfortable. Nothing too serious, but enough for her to notice it. After an hour, It was enough to make her want to hold herself. She was worried about doing that though as her father was looking at her and still filming. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of watching her struggle. 15 minutes later, that became a pipe dream. She crossed her legs and squeezed. Not too hard, though, as she still didn't want him to know. She looked at him to check and, unfortunately, he had a small grin. "Don't be shy." he said. "By all means, do whatever you need to do to win." Sally scoffed. Hearing that made her mad. Her father acting like this was just some game. It meant so much more to her. But he was right about one thing. She has to win. With that, she squeezed her legs together more just until the urge to pee died down a bit. An hour and 25 minutes in, She could hardly sit still anymore. She was constantly switching between squeezing her thighs, having her hands in her crotch, and crossing her legs. Her father laughed. "you're like a pretzel." He was saying it to get on her nerves. and the worst part was it was working. Sally kepts holding on until finally Ring ring ring ring! The timer finally went off, signalling that she had won. "YES!" she shouted as she got up, and raised her fists in victory. She quickly walked to the toilet. it was practically calling her name. "Sally. Sally. come pee in me. You know you want to." "Hang on!" Her father said, stopping her. Sally winced in pain before turning to face him. "What? I won." "Yes, you did. And congratulations." he said. "But how would you like to raise the stakes?" "Come on! You can't just change the rules!" "I'm not changing the rules. I'm just giving you something more to gain." Sally was getting really annoyed now. She wanted to pee, dammit! "What are you talking about?" "Another half hour. If you lose, you still get punished." He said. "But if you win, I get you a ticket to the concert to that band you like." "Fourty Hands?" She quickly asked. They were Sally's favorite band. She loved their music, and it just so happened that they were on tour, and would be in town next month. Hearing the name of that band made her father cringe "Yeah, those guys. I'll get you a ticket if you hold it for just a half hour more." Sally wanted that ticket, but she also wanted to pee. Like a lot. She really had to pee now. "Come on." He said. "When are you gonna have another chance to see them in person?" Sally bit her lip in thought. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity. But could she hold it? She could. Could she? "Just a half hour, right?" She asked anxiously. He nodded "30 minutes. Well 29 now. The timer's going." 29 minutes. Sally's bladder felt so full, and the muscles in her crotch felt like a castle gate being attack by a battering ram. But 29 minutes ".......nnnnnng Okay!" She finally said as she went back to the couch. As she sat down, her bladder felt like it wanted to cry. ten more minutes passed. Sally was taking deep breathes through her teeth. She had her hands in her crotch and legs crossed too. She wasn't concerned about how she looked to her father or the camera anymore. She needed to pee REALLY BADLY. She knew it, he knew it, maybe the whole world knew it, she didn't care. She wanted to win this. If her bladder could talk, it would say nothing but profanity aimed directly at Sally for this torture. She couldn't sit still anymore. Sally stood up and started doing a little dance, lifting her legs up and down, left and right, Kinda like she was on a Dance Dance Revolution pad. "Want me play some music?" Her father asked. "SHUT UP!!" She shouted in desperation, making him laugh. Sally hated that laugh. She hated him. She's torturing herself for his amusement, and he's fucking laughing. She wanted to think about how sweet it'll be to finally win this, but that made holding it worse. Thinking about winning made her think about peeing. Peeing? Oh, how she wanted to pee. She wished she could just run to the toilet, rip her leggings down and pee until the cows came home. Oh, how good it would be. Practically orgasmic, she thought. "SHIT!" she shouted as a little leaked out into her panties. Fortunately, she was able to stop it. But man, that was close. One hour and fifty five minutes. Just five more minutes, and she'd win. She could get that ticket to the band she loved, and she'd get to pee in the toilet she lo.....well, I mean, she doesn't love the toilet, that be weird, but she couldn't wait to see it again. Two more minutes pass. Three minutes until sweet victory. Sally was not in great condition. She was sweating, exhausted, and in so much pain. But soon it would be over. Soon, she could finally relax. Just three more minutes. She could do this. She can win! SHE CAN- What's that noise. Sally suddenly heard the familiar sound of peeing. It wasn't her. What's going on. She looked to her father, who was playing noises on his phone. Noises of people peeing. "Stop that!" She demanded. Hearing those clips of other people peeing made her urge to pee even worse. If he kept playing those.... oh god. "STOP IT!" She yelled as she grabbed her crotch and held on for dear life "...PLEASE!! STOP!!!" But he didn't. He just played more and more peeing clips, and made them louder. "Ahh.....Ahhh..." She tried so hard to keep it in. She tried everything she could to hold it. She did everything right. And it wasn't enough. "NO! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!" It started as a dribble. Then a spurt. Then the inevitable. Sally started to pee her pants. She tried her best to hold it in, but all that did at this point was getting pee on her hands. At this point, there was nothing more she could do except let it happen. It gushed out like a hose after fixing the kink, soaking her panties, her pants, her socks, and finally, the tiled floor. It probably felt great, like she thought earlier, but if you asked her for details, she wouldn't know. All she could think at that moment was how she lost, and that she was pissing herself in front of her father. Eventually, she was finally empty. even thought it was only a minute, it felt like an eternity to her. She looked up at her father, who was just beaming with a great big small. "Oh, what do you know. You lost!" he said like a total dick. "Oh, fuck you!" Sally finally said. "Hey. Don't talk like that." "NO! FUCK YOU!" She shouted. "ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY! THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED, RIGHT?! YOU SICK FUCK!!" Her father's eyes widened. "...Wait, what?" "Mom told me everything." Sally revealed. "She told me this is your sick fetish. You bastard! I'M YOUR DAUGHTER!" He gasped. "...No ....Sally, no. That's not-" "FUCK OFF! I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear whatever sick thing you plan on doing with that footage either. I don't-" Sally was suddenly interrupted by her father hugging her. Sally was ready to knock his goddamn head off, but this was different. This wasn't the hug of some sick creep. Out of nowhere, this was her father. "Not you." he said. "Never you. That wasn't- this wasn't..... That's not what this was." "Then what the hell was it?" "Sally, You drew dicks on my car. I had to go to work, and had to explain to everyone who asked that my daughter drew dicks on my car. Do you have any idea what it feels like to be humiliated by family?" "I DO NOW!" She shouted. "Exactly!" he said, backing out from the hug, placing his hands on her shoulders, and looking at her in the eye. "I needed you to understand. Doing things like this and embarrassing others, that's not okay." "Wait." Sally said suddenly realizing something. "Me peeing myself... was the punishment." "BINGO!" He shouted, raising his hands to the sky. "If I just sent you to your room or made you do chores, would you have learned anything?" Sally was stunned by his logic. "......No. I guess I wouldn't have." She admitted. "But did you have to do this?" "It was the only thing I could think of." He said. "And for what it's worth, I'm sorry." This was her father? She thought her father was some sick creepy asshole. Her mother said so many awful things about him to her. "When Mom told me you were into this, I thought you were-" "I know." He said, stopping her from finishing that sentence. ".....I know." Her father seemed very sad at the mention of his ex wife. "....Your mother ......I don't know what happened to her. She and I were so in love, but one day, she slowly began to change." He claimed. "You noticed it too, haven't you?" "Yeah." Sally never wanted to admit it, but she had noticed. Her mother used to be a loving lady, but years ago, she changed. This whole time, Sally blamed her father, but it wasn't his fault at all. All this time, he was still a kind, caring person, and her mother treated him like dirt. And now. so did Sally. Sally felt awful now for how she had been treating him all this time. "Anyway, here. Take a look." Her father handed her the camera. "....Wait a minute." She said. The moment she grabbed the camera how cool it felt. "Are you serious!?" "I never turned it on." He revealed. "That was just to mess with you. Sorry about that. Also this." he said as he grabbed a small box from the shelf and handed it to her. Sally opened it, and inside was a ticket. A ticket to see 40 Hands. "I bought it for you two days ago. I wanted to surprise you." Sally couldn't believe it. She was speechless. "....I ....You.......I'm surprised!" The two of them started to laugh. ordinarily, that should've cause just a small chuckle, but after everything that just happened, they needed a laugh. The both of them laughed pretty hard, but Sally slowly went from laughing to crying. "I'm so sorry!" She said with tears in her eyes. "This whole time, I blamed you for everything. I treated you horribly. I.... I... I" Her father hugged her again. "I'm sorry too." They hugged for a long time. Once the emotions started to calm down a little, Sally went to shower. Her father cleaned up the mess. She offered to clean it, but he said it was fine, and he'd clean her clothes in the laundry too. As Sally washed herself off in the shower, she realized everything was different now. The parent she hated was loving, the parent she loved was kind of a bitch. Everything felt upside down now. But there was one thought that kind of made her laugh. for some weird reason, some strange miracle. Her peeing herself brought her and her father closer together.
  13. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    "She really has to pee, but she... is being brutally teased by her friends!" And oh puppy is Penny getting teased! XD She also committed a most egregious error by allowing that leak to spill out... Gah, I'm sorry I'm a few hours late with this one; this ended up being way more complicated than I thought it was going to be! I hope it's worth it, though! As usual, you can find the nude and text-less versions on my Patreon!
  14. "Aw shit," I thought, "I forgot to go to the bathroom before school. School rules require a teacher to takes students to the bathroom during class and I'm not doing that. I'm going to have to hold it 'til lunch." It wasn't a big deal, really, the need wasn't overwhelming at the moment. My pee wasn't soaking through my clothes, or creating a puddle on the floor. There was really only the little tell-tale tingle, letting me know that I had to go. Nothing like a bladder crying out for relief. It wasn't the first time I'd held my bladder, and there were plenty of times I'd almost peed myself. There had been dozens of times I'd almost wet my pants, like the time where I had drunk a 2-liter of Mountain Dew without peeing and ran the last 100 yards home after getting off the bus with a full bladder that almost exploded just as I sat on the toilet. But just like then, I could manage today. No problem. That's what I thought then. All throughout the morning, it progressed, in tiny increments, the need. Whenever a toilet crossed my mind, it was still nothing overwhelming, just a sudden reminder of my body's need to release it's pee. I put off the reality of my situation, the growing truth that my poor bladder was slowly filling up with the pee. Until a cramp in the hall made me cross my legs, and brought the urgency of the need home. Suddenly I was aware how much I really had to go! My bladder was trying to take care of business as I stood up, so the tiniest drop almost came out of me. Another 3 seconds, and a stream would've started. A moment of urgency so strong it made my legs shake, followed by nothing. As long as I could walk, and make myself hold it, I would not pee my pants. The need then, as time passed, and more and more of my bladder's capacity was filled, and less and less room left, became something impossible to ignore. Each step, a struggle. Each tingle within my urethra, no matter how tiny, noted, and accompanied by a decision: Go to the bathroom. But no, there was nowhere to go. So as the strength of my resolve waned, more and more of my bladder fills. And becomes so tense, and full, and I get the urge every second to relieve myself. As I reach the end of the hall, I'm almost crying. From my seat in math class, I can see the whole class. This is the room where it's most certainly possible that I may, may wet myself. If it happens in here, there's no way it can ever be hidden. Here, I have to just openly show everybody, everything. The teacher's long speech, 15 minutes of her babbling on, trying to learn something, something like why angles converge, while a naggingly desperate need to pee builds up in my poor stressed bladder, which has no room left inside of me to fill without leaking, or to fill further. 15 minutes, I'm crying at the thought of what might happen. Everybody has their eyes fixed on the teacher, or on their paper. Who would notice my embarrassment if my bladder leaked the tiniest bit? And with each passing minute my need to pee grows, along with the idea that my bladder is probably beginning to leak. A drop of pee hitting the floor, at that moment, would be deafening, I would be crying, humiliated forever. But more time passes and the pressure building up in my bladder becomes more and more suffocating. My jeans pressing in, my stomach feels warm, and sensitive, and so very hot. With the barest touch, I'd probably scream out. My stomach already groaning, louder and louder as it makes ever more room inside itself for the pee to find nowhere. The class stretches on forever. The need at this point is all consuming. I shut my eyes tight and tell myself I'm 18 years old, and 18 year old girls do not pee their pants. When I open my eyes I see the clock above the board. 35 minutes before I can leave. But these 35 minutes seem too much for my own brain to handle. There's so much build up in my bladder, that leaves me squirming and panting. That tiny bit of pee has most certainly, DEFINITELY not been stopping now. "Alice," my teacher says, "come up and show everybody how to do this math problem." Unmistakably this is too much. Every moment until now has been unbearable enough, I just don't think I can stand in front of everybody and not have an accident, but what choice do I have? I can't not do it, I'd have to explain and the very idea of needing to explain it publicly that I need to pee is such an embarrassment I would pee myself in the middle of my explanation. And at this point, merely climbing out of the chair to stand in front of everybody is incredibly difficult. What if I open my legs and pee fills up in my pants mid-stand? As I stand up, there's no possible way I will NOT pee myself. This is a certainty. It's mere moments of physical motion before every person here would see my urethra tear, and feel the warm relief flow down my legs as everybody makes the connection. "Alice!" I'll get there, but first I have to uncross my legs in order to take a single step. Each single movement of muscle across my crotch sends the message: "Pee!" My entire nervous system is committed, even if my brain is still desperately denying what is happening and going to happen. Bending my legs at the knee forces more pee into my bladder, just one more drop may trigger a flow. I'm not crying, I'm screaming in my head. Walking to the front of the classroom is among the most anxiety inducing activities I've ever had to deal with. Crossing my legs the whole way, holding everything in, I keep telling myself that being made fun of for peeing my pants in class would be humiliating. By the time I arrive at the board, I'm breathing heavily and whimpering. After a brief blur of understanding of the question she asked me, I can no longer keep my thighs together tightly enough, so I change position. My butt juts out, almost like a plea of giving up and saying "Let me pee!" My hands clutching the marker at the board are clenching and unclenching. With each hand movement, the idea of peeing myself increases infinitesimally. Almost to the point of exploding, I grab the marker with both of my sweaty hands. When it drags across the board, I can't even begin to finish writing "3" before a massive leak escapes me. I am crying, big open-mouth sobs are coming from me as a small damp spot forms on my jeans. As suddenly as it started, I immediately focus on bringing my legs back together, to try stop myself from leaking. Each leg and muscle a symphony of stress, groaning as they come back together, and take over the task of holding in the pee that has a destiny of wetting my panties and legs and everything else that isn't inside of me. Only moments later, and another trickle comes, this time slowly, down my left leg. I cross and uncross my legs, switching frantically, doing anything to possibly save myself. With each motion, I'm giving a silent oath to the room full of classmates that I am not a baby, and I do not pee myself. But there's no hiding it. Slowly, a huge wet stain spreads across my crotch. A growing patch, it forces my attention inwards, at my bladder that is making a joke of me. If I could scream it would be bursting. As I sob into my palms, my lower regions in ruins. Like the ultimate punishment from nature, the heavens have decided that "Alice needs to learn some humility" and it's their responsibility, so they've given me a leaky bladder. Perhaps there is a demon living there, a puffy-eyed demon with tiny goat horns sitting atop my bladder that will force me to pee whenever it wants. As this realization hits, there is no doubt, I am not allowed to leave here dry. This must be humiliation to the fullest extent, and so after years of holding my bladder, through the daintiest leaks and the most embarrassing, now everyone's staring. Staring at my crotch to see if I pee myself again, and everybody's satisfied to see my jeans, and crotch, get very wet as my bladder finally gives way completely. Squirt after squirt, pee erupts out of my body as though my bladder was determined to win an award for copious amounts of pee. As with all of the previous failed attempts at avoiding peeing my pants, I immediately decide no no no! My mind, telling my bladder, my legs. I am not peeing myself! Nobody gets to see that, I'm far too dignified! So focused on being clean in mind and body, I completely ignore the damage I've already done. I would probably make a move to run to the bathroom, but the dam has broken and I cannot stop myself. Nobody, not the teacher, or anybody else, have looked away, fixated upon me and my waterfall crotch. My embarrassment grows that I can't stop it. More pee in a single moment than I would consider it is possible for my bladder to hold, it keeps coming out. As the moment stretches out, I reach an epiphany that will bother me for the rest of my life: I just peed myself in front of my entire math class, and this will never leave my conscious for as long as I live. Because it has already happened, it has become fact in my memory. History. I can no longer imagine a reality where my teacher has not seen me at my most embarrassing, my classmates have not judged me, and I have not peed in front of everybody. To think differently would be lying to myself. After the intensity of the feeling of the pee flowing out of me and the terror of what's happening. I nearly faint in my final stages, as the pee begins to trickle out of me, no more squirts. Just a gentle shower as I shake, as I try to contain the shame I feel because I peed in front of the entire classroom. I do not want to speak, I do not want to move. I beg in my head to somebody that it will all go away, I'll get to erase the last 30 minutes of my life, and it will become different. Everybody has seen me in a moment more profoundly intimate than either of us wish to experience. All their first times seeing me are after this point. In their memory, every time, I've peed my pants and they've watched. When I say hello, they'll simply think of that mid-semester day of 12th grade. They'll remember the girl who peed herself in class and their memories will have changed to accommodate that moment as a permanent fixture in our relationship. But then, after the realization, after the absolute horror of what has happened, everything inside of me feels clean. Drained, empty. The last few droplets flow out of me, splashing down. I hold on a moment more, a moment, before a little starts dripping out of me again. My whole body takes note of the pee, the relaxing of every single muscle in my thighs and crotch, allowing my last remaining drops to ooze into my jeans. My eyes close in desperate sorrow and I hang my head, humiliated. Finally, my brain recognizes that the trickle has stopped, and I'm standing in my own urine in front of everybody. Before, I crossed and uncrossed my legs, willing myself to stand there without pee. Now, as it all happens, it all gives out. My posture suddenly slumps. My head rolls towards my chest, utterly exhausted from the effort of holding in what seems like a year's worth of urine. I hear the teacher scream at me to get into the bathroom, but I've reached the end. When I snap back into reality, the whole class is staring. "I...," I say, finally, "wet my pants." And there it is. The undeniable proof that not only have I, without a doubt, peed my pants in public and subjected myself to massive amounts of abuse from now till the end of my life, but that I've publicly stated it to everybody. I just spoke out loud to the whole class that I just peed myself. Then I noticed that there are tears running down my face, and the room echoes with the laughter and screams of my classmates as they finally reach the end of their breaking point, bursting forth with no means of holding it in. Their faces are going white, and they're clutching their sides and screaming. This is when the sobbing begins, and the piss soaked pants between my legs are the culprit. And the warmth there, as it passes down my legs, the warmth I don't immediately understand is that of my own pee until the scent hits me is something so disgusting, I'm crying so much that tears are covering my whole face. All of these thoughts running through my head, and that of my classmates, whom will all remember me as the girl old enough to know better that wet her pants and cried at the sheer embarrassment. Everyone will. It's all over, and it's just beginning. ====== This is mostly AI generated using NovelAI's new Kayra model. The Kayra model enhances text generation significantly over the older models. NovelAI is not censored, stories are encrypted, you can change generation settings, and you get a standard document editor so you can edit the story as you see fit. The fun of this wasn't just writing the story, but seeing what the AI would write, and then going back and having it rewrite and see the story take a different direction. If you use this you might spend more time writing a story just to see the infinite directions the AI will take it. I used the retry button a lot, and made some edits here and there to keep the story going in the direction I wanted. The model makes grammar and word choice mistakes on the most creative settings I used, so if you see anything grammatically confusing or incorrect I just missed it while editing. For settings I used the Kayra model, prose augmenter module which makes the AI more descriptive, and Asper generation preset. I started the story with the following synopsis of what I wanted the model to start writing which I cut out of the story. You'll notice it didn't include everything, but that's the fun part of seeing where a story goes.
  15. I was very bad so I had to post this here for my punishment. Please make it something super humiliating. No diapers please.
  16. From the album: Jailor Eckman's (Fluffier) Hoard

    "She's peeing herself, because she... can't get to the bathroom while naked!" This poor kitty trusted her friends when they said they'd be back with a different set of lingerie for her to try on... That trust evaporated when her original clothes disappeared in the clutches of a hand reaching under the door! Worse still, she also really had to pee and was counting on this being a really quick test-fit! Normally, the nude versions for most of my stuff are available on my Patreon, but since this idea required her to be nude anyway, it's here for everyone to see! A text-less version is still available for my Patrons, though!
  17. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    "She really needs to pee, but she is... being chased!" Stop in the name of the law!!! X] As usual, the nude and text-less versions are available on my Patreon!
  18. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    "She really has to pee, but she... has to watch someone else pee to their heart's content!" XD I'm sorry this one's a little late! I have family visiting at the moment, and getting anything done with them around is a bitch! :| Poor Penny is getting double-teamed by Courtney and Alexis! I can't say I regret teaching them about belly-chains, though! XD As usual, the nude and text-less versions are available on my Patreon!
  19. Hey guys, ill be making a return on this platform, although I won't be as active. So more stories and other content for y'all coming soon! Here's a lil story about a MALE cam model getting asked to hold his wee Jason was in college for his third year studying 2 courses. His first job didn't pay enough so in his spare time, he was a cam model. Donations were slim although the side hustle was appreciated by some. But one day, his bladder and a certain user by the name of 'DryThenWet' challenged him. Jason twirled around in his gamer chair, waiting for his show to go live. He felt a slight discomfort in his bladder but ignored it after seeing the monitor flash up. 'I'll wait until after the sesh.' He thought to himself, as he shuffled in his chair to show off his average sized erection to his dedicated viewers. "Hey! How you guys doing? I can see some of you joining now so I'll start taking some requests." Jason leaned back in his chair, reading the live chat scrolling past. 'You're so hot 😍' 'Nice cock!' 'I have a request.' Jason's eyes laid on the last comment and awaited their response, his hands slowly pumping his uncut cock as he brushed his other hand through this brown, fluffy hair. "DryThenWet, if you could put your request in the live chat, that would be great. Weird username by the way." Jason giggled and swung his head back, resting it on the head of his chair. He suddenly snapped up and rolled closer to his screen, reading out the message to himself. 'I see you shuffling in your chair. How about a game? You drink two glasses of water every hour. For every 20 minutes you hold your piss, I give you 100.' £100 was a lot of money to Jason, but the request was so strange to him. He never thought anyone could find that attractive. Jason found himself crossing his legs and gripping his cock slightly as he read the message again and again. The poor boy's bladder felt like a pumpkin at this point, but he really needed the money, so he agreed. "Alright. I'll hold it. £100 every 20 seems too good to be true, though." Jason smirked into the camera and gripped his penis even tighter, leaning forward in his seat slightly. 20 minutes went by and Jason was close to pissing all in his seat, his forehead covered in sweat as he bounced his ass up and down, wriggling it all around for all of his audience to see. Despite his confusion on the situation, his fans seemed to love it. 'You look so hot when you're desperate!' 'I wanna watch you burst and lick it up 😩' 'Keep holding. You're doing great. DryThenWet Donated 100 bits.' Jason's eyes lit up at the sight on his monitor, no one had even donated £10, let alone £100. He relaxed so much that a few drops of piss escaped from his urethra, making him squeeze his cock in a rhythmic way. He let out a groan before folding over in his chair. "Oooo guys, this is really fuckin hard ha. I might burst all over my chair in a minute!" ' I have a challenge for you. Don't hold your cock for a whole minute. I'll give you an extra £100 if not one drop of piss falls from that beautiful shaft of yours.' No way. Jason couldn't do that without leaking! But £100 was £100, so he followed the instructions with great difficulty and clenched his dick muscles, looking intently into the camera. The waves of piss sloshed around in his bladder, pressing against his pee hole as it begged for release. He let out a quiet whimper, as his legs fanned in and out to take off the pressure. "Ooo...I know you dirty sluts love this e-eh? Ohhh god, I'm so close to bursting!" Time slowed for Jason and he started to lose hope, until another donation flashed on the screen but before he could even look at it, his hands flew down to his quivering dick, squeezing it incredibly hard. 'Good job for getting past a minute, Sir. Here. DryThenWet Donated 100 bits.' A sense of relief washed over Jason for a second but before he could gather his thoughts, a singular jet of piss squirted out of him uncontrollably. It had almost been an hour and he couldn't even imagine walking to the kitchen and turning on the tap without bursting. His train of thought was interrupted by yet another message popping up from DryThenWet. 'Good job on holding for almost an hour. £300 so far...so I'll let you pee. For 3 seconds. Then you stop. Whenever you're ready. For an extra £100.' Jason's eyes widened at the thought of letting some piss out of him, even if it was only for 3 seconds. With one hand squeezing his dick and his thighs squeezed together, he scrambled around for a bottle or anything to pee in right then and there. Eventually, he found a food container in his bag and placed it under him. His eyes were wired shut from the pressure of his audience watching but eventually he let go and began to piss into the container. 1 Mississipi... 2 Mississipi... 3 Mississipi...CLENCH! It took all of his strength to stop his stream, but he succeeded after a few oohs and ahhs and bouncing in his seat with his hand clenched to his cock. He gasped then laughed out, looking up at the screen to see the donation flash up infront of him. An hour went by and Jason was uncontrollably squirming in his seat, unaware of his next task. Two glasses of water to chug down that'd make his situation so much worse. As he rose from his seat slowly, one hand resting on the arm of his chair and the other squeezing his cock, a jet of piss squirted out onto his carpet. He gasped, clenching his cock until his knuckles turned white. Jason squirmed on the spot, his hips wriggling in circular motion as he looked back at the monitor in fear. 'He looks like he's gonna burst!' 'Ooo, baby boy needs to go potty? 😏' 'Stick to the challenge. You're at £700.' Moans and whimpers escaped Jason's mouth, his cock uncontrollably squirting pee onto the floor. "Ooo...I-I need a wee!" Jason cried out. He jerked on his dick to calm the pain and desperation but to no avail. Tons more people flooded his live to see him wank off his throbbing cock as it uncontrollably squirted pee all over his carpet. He slowly lowered his head in shame, looking at his quivering cock, whimpering and moaning. Another long stream squirted everywhere but he couldn't stop it. Jason ran up to his desk and grabbed the container he pissed in before. He aimed his already pissing cock at it and let the rest flow inside, throwing his head back in pleasure. "OHHHHHH FUUUUCKKK!" He chuckled, smiling widely from the pleasure of letting his piss out. The orgasmic feeling of relief clouded over him, unaware of his viewer count reaching 100 and an offer from a familiar user he couldn't refuse. 'What a beautiful show. I would love to see you in my studio next week. I'll DM you the details. - Mickey.' Hey again, y'all! Sorry if this one's a little rusty, getting back to this website after a while and writing again on stuff I never usually write is very strange lmao. Again, there'll be a lot less content up here as I'm focusing on my studies and I've had my thoughts about having such a fetish. But I can't get rid of it, so I'm trying my best to healthily continue without being too much into it like I was before. I look forward to writing and sharing my work with y'all again! 💕
  20. I created a three-hour-long pee holding challenge for myself. Here's how it works: First hour: Drink a large glass of water/tea/soda every 15 minutes, but pee freely. Second hour: Drink a large glass of water/tea/soda every 15 minutes, but hold. Third hour: Just hold. For context, I'm wearing tight blue boxer briefs and tight blue jeans. Rules: I can't pee anywhere except for in my pants during the second/third hour. If I have an accident, I will need to stay in my pee soaked jeans until the three hours are up. I will also post this on omorashi.org (so if you're reading this, I failed lmao :P). 3:04: Just started the challenge. Finished a coke from lunch and took a couple big gulps of water to start off. 3:30: Finish my first water bottle, and started on a 22oz iced tea. Haven't peed yet. 3:55: Finished the 22oz iced tea, and peed for the first (and only) time. I have a feeling it won't be long before I have to go again... 4:00: Drank 6oz of a diet coke and refilled my water bottle. I'll slowly finish these by 5pm, then I'll be done drinking. 4:47: Finished all my drinks. I have a slight urge to pee, but nothing too bad. However, based on previous holds I've done, I have a feeling the desperation will hit me like a truck pretty soon. Guess I'll have to wait and see. 5:18: Okay, I'm getting desperate now. Really don't think I'll last another 42 minutes. Maybe like 15-20? 5:30: Even more desperate. I think I will burst any minute, and then this whole site will know about my accident and how weak my bladder is. 5:40: Well, it happened. I completely lost control and soaked my jeans. Not just a single spurt, but it came out all at once. I definitely failed the challenge! The front of my jeans are pretty much completely soaked with piss down to the ankles, and my backside is a little wet as well. I also made a little puddle on my floor. And now I have to type this in my piss soaked jeans until the challenge is over. So humiliating, ugh. 5:52: I just lost control again, this time while seated since I was typing this out. Now my crotch is even more soaked (not to mention my ass), and there's piss on my seat and all over the floor at this point. Great. On the bright side, I feel so relieved. 6:00: Finally, I can get out of these pee soaked jeans. Overall, I liked the challenge. The mild humiliation (having to described my accident in detail and posting it here) made the accident seem real since I was genuinely trying to hold, but not so bad that I wouldn't go through with it. If you want to try the challenge yourself, or have some suggestions for modifications, lmk. I'm also not daring enough to post pictures, but if there's a lot of interest, maybe that's something I'd do in the future.
  21. "Uhmm... Uhmmmmhhh..." A white-haired girl in her pajamas rolled on her bed, her legs tightly squeezing the soft, fluffy pillow she was hugging. Judging by her youthful looks, you would be forgiven to think that she was still in middle school, even though by all rights, she was already in high school instead. "Need to go... the bathroom..." Not to mention her current... issue, which normally wouldn't happen to an older girl of her age. She turned and groaned, one hand now buried in her crotch. Her hips gyrated back and forth, giving a nice view of her ample bottom. "Mmmm... It's locked... Why is it locked?" Her fidgeting grew more intense as time went on. She now had both hands pressed into her crotch and was actively rolling back and forth. Until eventually, she rolled too much and fell off her bed. Now, normally, a year ago, this would be when the warmth of shame spread between her legs, soaking her panties, pajama trousers, and the poor carpet that her mother would've to clean later. But, thanks to a certain incident, that would never happen again. "Urghhhh..." She opened her eyes, sitting groggily for a moment as she rubbed them. Only to return back to her squirming state from before, burying her hands between her legs yet again. "Oooh, I really need to go..." Swiftly, she stood up, quickly switching into a pee dance as she thought about what her next action should be. "Mom! Are you awake yet? I need to go!" The girl slowly made her way out of her room, still writhing and squirming, moving her ample butt left and right. "Honey, I'm coming!" To her relief, she didn't have to go down the stairs in this state as her mother barged into the room right before she could reach for the doorknob. Slamming the wood right onto her face in the process. "Kyah!" She let out a shriek as she fell backwards, landing on her bottom with her legs wide open. The perfect pose to have an accident. "Honey! Are you al—oohhh!" The older silver-haired lady pressed her hands into her crotch, feeling her bladder rapidly expanding, sending her into a state of desperation in an instant. As for the young girl, she experienced the exact opposite. She had a blissful, relieved look as her full bladder deflated. However, there was no warm puddle forming between her legs. Her panties and pajama pants remained completely dry. Sadly, the older woman didn't experience the same fortune. "Ahhnnn... It's coming out..." She bit her lip, tears forming in her eyes as a soft hissing noise filled the air, followed by the acrid scent of pee. She fell down, still burying her hands as warmth exploded from her tinkle tank. A woman in her thirties (though she certainly didn't look the part) wetting herself. And right in front of her daughter too. When she finished, her white skirt and panties were soaked from top to bottom. Even her socks and sandals didn't escape the wetness. She now sat in the middle of a large puddle of her own making. Indeed, ever since that certain, fateful day, the girl could not pee on her own. No matter how desperate she got, not a single drop would escape her own peehole. She could only transfer her pee to other women, using their peeholes as hers. Holding it in permanently was not an option as eventually, she would either damage her own bladder or it would just burst, transporting her pee into every single female near her. Not to mention the pain she would incur by doing so. Seeing her mother having an accident, the girl... - felt extremely bad. She had embarrassed her terribly for sure! (Lawful +1) - felt just a little bad. It can't be helped! She was bursting! (Chaotic +1) - felt a strange sense of delight. Her pretty mother wetting herself like this... It just makes her even cuter! (Lewd +1) For the two alignments, they would have opposing effects on our character's bladder: Lawful = The more Lawful she is, the stronger her control over her bladder is. She can hold for longer and she can prevent accidental bladder transfer more. At max Lawful, she can hold for days without transferring a single drop. Chaotic = The more Chaotic she is, the weaker her control over her bladder is. She can hold for less and would accidentally leak her bladder content to girls surroundings her more. At max Chaotic, she can barely hold her water at all. She has to constantly transfer her pee into everyone around her. And a lot of the time, she wouldn't even be able to control who she transfers it to. As for Lewdity, the bigger Lewdity she has, the more willing she will be to do lewd stuff. It also makes her personality be lewder as well. Also, vote for her name as well. Try to give her a vaguely Japanese name. (I reserve veto right if I don't like the most popular name).
  22. So this is my first fan fiction here I thought the lofi girl taking a test would be fun so enjoy:3 It was the day of the midterm and she studied plenty there was only on problem it starts in 10 minutes and she just woke up "oh fuck fuck fuck" she says when she sees the time. she quickly puts on a sweater and pants she is in her regular outfit. She gets a big drink of water noticing a small pain in her bladder but not paying attention to it as she was already almost late. She grabbed some thing to eat and started to run to the test she studied for so long, when there she wasn't yet later so found a sit and wait. Only now does she really realize that she has to pee she looks at the time and sees that there's one minute left she says to herself "I'll do anything to past this test it's fine". About five minutes pass and all of the tests are passed out the professor says "you all have 45 minutes to finish you may begin". Lofi girl finally feels the full extent of her bladder she tries to act as if everything is ok. About 10 minutes later and she is only a fifth of the way done as she is focused on holding, she looks around and she sees everyone is looking down so she puts her hand on her crotch in way no one who isn't looking would realize. After 15 minutes she puts her hand in her crotch much more overly to where the TA goes up to her and asks "is everything ok miss". Lofi girl replies "yeah I just need to pee". The TA says "are you done with the test". "No" lofi girl say. "You can go after your done okay" the TA says smiling. After about 10 more minutes Lofi girl is on the last part of the test she finishes and raises her hand one hand deep into her crotch. She waits and wait for about five minutes for the TA to come around and get her test, at this point she is at her limit she stands up hands in crotch hoping no one sees how desperate she is walking down the stairs. When she is at the bottom she starts to leak ,a lot and some drops fall onto the floor the TA starts recording Lofi girl, she keeps walking tears in her eyes as she leaves a trail of bigger and bigger piss puddles until she can't stop it anymore the pee starts flowing though her fingers she stops, tears in eye her hands get covered in pee every one is watching now as she pees herself. After she is done she goes back to her sit in tears. She got 89 on the test but +1 to make her feel better and the TA posted it online and wrote "piss girl" on the test
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