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  1. View File JAV-NMK-040 - Bloomer Wetting NMK-040 Cute Girls Tied Up Until They Can’t Take It Anymore And Pee In Their Clothing! Submitter ero9007 Submitted 12/25/2021 Category JAV Collections  
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  3. I’ve been watching videos of people having multiple ruined orgasms, continuing to stimulate themselves after each one. Does anyone have advice on having multiple orgasms? Are you able to do it? Should they be “ruined” ones, or can you have multiple full ones? In the past, the only way I was able to do it was to properly have one, full force, wait a minute or two, then go again.
  4. “Hurry up!” Shouted Kayla , Noah’s younger sister . “Im coming calm down ! “ Noah replied , pulling his shoe on . Noah , his parents , and his little sister , Kayla , were going on a trip to the beach for a vacation . Great , right ? Well not for Noah . He has a weak bladder and the road trip will take 9 hours and since they live in practically the middle of nowhere there isn’t any rest stops for miles . “Have you all been to the toilet before we leave ?” Asked Noah’s mum , directing the question more at Noah . “ um yeah” They set of and it wasn’t long before he needed to pee . He looked out of the window , trying to distract himself , and that worked for a while . After about 3 hours of driving , Noah could feel his bladder starting to get full and he had to cross his legs . “Noah do you need to pee already ?” Snickered Kayla . “No!” He said , but his face went bright red . “Whatever ” shrugged Kayla , not entirely believing him . Not long after , it started to hurt a lot and he had to hold himself to stop himself from whimpering . “ uh dad? “ asked Noah “ is there any rest stops or something around here?” “Yes but it is an hour away , why ?” He replied . “So you do need to pee!” “Shut up “ Noah muttered at Kayla . He sighed , wondering if he could even hold it that long . Kayla’s bottle of water fell , trickling onto the floor , causing Noah to flinch and grab himself hard . “F*ck ..” he muttered . He got out his phone to try and distract himself but he had to use it with one hand and his hands wouldn’t stop shaking so eventually he gave up . He started swaying his legs back and forth , trying to hold in the ocean of pee . “Are we nearly at the rest stop?” Asked Noah in a shakey voice “ yeah about five minutes away now “ awnsered his dad . Finally , he thought . Only five minutes left . He noticed that Kayla had that smug look on her face that she only had when she was coming up with a plan . Suddenly Kayla reached over and started tickling Noah violently . “Stop ! Please “ said Noah inbetween laughing . She ignored him and carried on . She held his hands in the air with one hand and tickled him with the other . He squeezed his thighs together since he couldn’t hold himself but it was no use and a hot spurt of pee dampened his underwear , making a small wet spot . “Stop! “ he cried again , as another leak made the wet spot bigger . Then he leaked again , and again , and again . Finally , she stopped tickling him and he immediately put his hands back inbetween his legs . “Sh*t sh*t sh*t! sh*t!!” “We are at the rest stop now Noah “ said his dad to Noah’s relief . Noah quickly opened the car door and didn’t even bother to shut it , he just brand straight inside . There was a food court , a small shop , and , to his relief , a bathroom . He rushed inside the bathroom but a massive spurt made the wet patch on his pants even bigger . Every time he took a step , a leak would land in his underwear. He got to the toilet but it was locked . “ hurry up ! “ he cried , banging on the door. By now a small stream was running down his leg . A less than pleased looking man came out and Noah pushed past him into the cubicle and tried to shut the look but it was stiff . He eventually did it but by the time he had he was leaking every second . He yanked his belt off but it was to late . Piss was streaming out of him and he just sat on the toilet with his soaked underwear on . He peed for nearly 2 minutes and when he was finished he looked down at his soaked jeans and wondered what he was going to do . What a great start to the vacation !
  5. I was walking through town this morning and saw a couple of delightful sights. One was a young woman biking along the road, and exposing the full length of the best legs I've seen for quite some time. She was wearing shorts which must have been very short anyway, and they'd pulled right up as she sat on her bike seat. The result was truly delightful. But the intriguing one was the ute that sped by, bearing the number plate PIDDLZ. Is the owner one of us, or does his ute have a leaky radiator?
  6. I was holding it a few hours at work. I had some water bottles at work drinking. I stud farther away from urinal for my big stream to pee in urinal. 1045849882_PXL_20211218_184704355(video-converter.com).mp4.a055515c3f52a28786829e96f329037f.mp4
  7. So... i watched nwh today. Epic movie, 10/10, wont spoil it 🙂 After the movie, it was really late and i had to get home. My friend Mike called a cab and off we went. After about 20 minutes i was bursting. He looked and me and said, "I have to take a leak". We stopped the cab so he could pee, while i watched in pain. The sound made me leak badly. I ran out, pulled down my jeans and peed. Im a lesbian so, seeing him didn't really turn me on but I'm sure it was hot.
  8. I drank a few water bottles at work and I had water before work. I had to go bad during work but I had no time to go super busy. This felt great letting this go. 1718492799_PXL_20211214_220326367(video-converter.com).mp4.c87512294724c7e07ef51e8bde5f3a47.mp4
  9. Hi, I just have found a wonderful illustrator called Voloh at Hentai-Foundry site (where I also publish some of my artwork). Among all his artwork (mostly femdom, fanfic paorodies, and other kinky stuff) he made a 10 page´s intro of an original ADBL fiction comic called Nanny´s big boy. I suggest you to take a look at his work. I found it amazing and looking forward to see how the comic it goes on. I leave you here an example. And this is his profile page: https://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Voloh/profile
  10. After a bit of hot/naughty stuff, we both pee in the bed in this audio roleplay. Also, mentions of you having a "small" P, but still bigger than mine 😊 https://soundgasm.net/u/Sweetlilkitten/TF4M-You-go-behind-on-me-improv-handjobs-anal-small-p-peeing-afterwards
  11. I had big cup of hot tea before work. Then I had a few water bottles at work Then I go to go and I had to pee bad. 1881959921_PXL_20211212_174152567(video-converter.com).mp4.37e5a8fe984f6a7d96e3ac852d270f03.mp4
  12. Hello, I've just made a little first melody of a new song I'm trying to make, and it's main theme is Omorashi! sweetlilkitten - need to pee1.wav Normally the lyrics are PRECISELY the number of the highest melody hits, so you can try it if you wanna: I really need to pee-ee-ee, Please, mistress let me go properly, I really gotta go-oh-oh, I got to use the pot, I need to go, go-oh... I don't really have much more lyrics, so if you could give me ideas! You're welcome! The final music will be on soundgasm like my audios, just for omorashi.org, and like all my content, that will always be totally free to access. Edit: This is certainly going to be the buildup/pre drop as its very catchy and basic lyrics, I would like to be more interesting and clever in the verses. Also in fact the whole track is already done but I still don't know what to bring in the lyrics, only made an topline for the predrop. If you wanna try, you can fill the whole song:sweetlilkitten - need to pee (full).mp3
  13. Faylee open her eyes. She slowly sits up, she's right now on the ground. She looks around, and there is a lot of people laying on the ground sleeping, but most of them wakes up at the same time as she does. All of them are in a tight fitting white shirt and clear gray leggings. Boys P's and girls slit and breasts are not hidden by the clothes, they are even more alluring or appealing that they would in common clothes. There is also some boys that have a cunt and some girls that have a P too, of course, and in fact some of the beings aren't boy or girl even, but they are still here and in tight clothes, nonetheless. "Hello, what's your name?" A blond girl near her asks. "I'm Faylee. And you?" She replies. "I'm Akira." She answers. "Do you know why we are here for?" "No. But it is really scary tho." Faylee replies, trying to tie correctly her wandering red hairs. Suddenly a door opens, in two parts like in a spaceship lock or something, it looks futuristic and modern. Some figures in armored suits like space soldiers of some sort walks, and the one of the five that are here wears unlike the others that are white, a black helmet that looks terrifying, but at the same time it looks like a black hole, not invisible but really deforming the light coming behind it and looking like a bulb, an effect that don't seems out of context with the soldiers and the door, altho the people are truly scared of it. The time passes slowly, the soldiers watch the people's surprise and fearfulness. "What are we here for?" Someone tries to shout at them. The soldiers look right a him, it's a black plumb guy, in a nerdy shirt. "You don't have the scoring to get that reply for now." A shady voice replies inside the black helmet, in deformed and shatter robotic tone. The silence gets back and scares them all. "What are we going to do?" Faylee subtly asks to Akira. "I guess they would have killed us if they wanted to." She thinks out loud. They look at the soldiers again. "Would you hurt us?" Akira shouts. "That is not the objective of the program." The dark voice replies. "You don't have right to do a thing with us! Bunch of crooks, it is outlawed anything of what you have done to us by far already!" Someone else disproves and gets angry. The hidden figure brings a wand from their back, and point it at the young woman, and the next instant, she is magically lifted up and brought close to the soldiers, then the black helmet does a movement with their arm to put her back on her feet. The crowd is scared of what is going to happen to her. "You have deserved a punishment." The darklord says. "No I'm sorry I-" She panics. The second after the voice spoke they point on her their wand again, a ray sound is hearable, and suddenly her gray leggings starts to get wet from her crotch, her legs get small wet stripes from her private parts and the patch grows more and more. It stop soons after it started, but just enough for everyone of the crowd to have seen what she done. The woman looks down, still unsure about her senses, but she felt it right, her thighs are wet, she gone herself, when everyone is staring a her. She becomes red and feels incredibly humiliated, and starts crying like a kid. Every people are quiet, they have been scared of what could happen to her, then they are comforted that she is okay, but they really wouldn't like to be at her place right now. "I-" She cries, someone in the crowd do like a wow sound or something then she gets angry a bit. "It's not me!! I'm toilet trained!!!" She blushes, and turn at the soldiers. "That is ugly!!" She adds, speaking about what she had been made done. "I wouldn't had thought you would ask for more smites." The dark helmet says. They point on her their wand once more, and a ray sound is hearable. "Your pelvic muscles fitness have been reduced by 50%." The voice adds. "No, please! I'm sorry!! I don't mean it!!!" She cries. The black helmet use their wand to lift the woman and place back where she were. After a little silence, no one interfere with the scene, and the dark helmet takes the voice again. "You are all here for a reason. You can't know why yet. But an advice I would told to you is that you better comply, unless you wanna be humiliated like her." The dark voice explains. The dark helmet strikes the ground with their wand and all people's clothes disappear in a instant. Everyone covers their private parts, altho some don't care at all. Then they do again, and everyone's clothes are back again. The woman that have been punish still have her wet leggings, so the clothes are the same changed. Faylee and Akira didn't had time to look at themselves, otherwise they would be quite red by now. "This is only dusts of what I am capable to do. If you're wandering about your consent, well now you may ask yourself why you accepted already. Some of you received a strange mail. Some a letter. Some a direct well-clear-to-be-read contract, and aren't unhappy to be here. But you all agreed to be. Everything that will or could happen here were not hidden. But like everyone you just don't care about terms and conditions of use. So what ever product you drank or eaten, your felt asleep and your position was shown to us by a plotter, you have consumed the contract and now everything is going to be done. You will know why. But after the program." Everyone feels stupid. They may should have be more cautious of what they are doing with products and stuff. Faylee is scared to provoke the soldiers, but she burns to have more precisions. "But what if we don't complain in long term? I mean I will submit myself of course but if I had made a friend here and they happen to be bad behaving would they be hurt?" She asks. The dark helmet draws their wand right at her, but nothing happens actually. She feels like the dark helmet is opening her mind like we open a book, to see if she is honest, but the spacesoldier only finds in her genuine curiosity and fearness. "The traits of your soul are not mixable with these kind of people anyways. Don't worry Faylee, you will be certainly one of the less scoundrels." She sighs quietly in relief that nothing bad happen for her, and mostly not surprised that they know her name already. Akira looks at her, and she hugs her. "Thank you." She says after receiving the sweet hug. "I really needed this, it is really scary." "Let's stay friends okay? It would be better for us." She answer. Faylee nods yes. Then they focus on the space suits again. "Now we need you to make separated groups. Those who thinks they are fit and can fight well, you go with Mars." The dark voice order. A soldier with a sword on their bust walks sparse from the rest of the soldiers. Some people shyly walks and emerge around them, close to the soldier. "Those who thinks they are good merchants and traders, you go with Hermes." The dark helmet continues. A soldier with a flower on their chest form a group with some of the crowd. Faylee and Akira glance at eachother, but they read in their eyes they won't go there too. "Those who thinks they are smart, you go with Athena." The process repeats, a group of people form a team with a soldier, this one have a tower icon. Faylee looks at Akira, and she knows she's that type, but she wouldn't like to be separated from her new friend. She looks at her a bit sad and sorry. "It's nice! I'm smart too!" Akira smiles at her at her surprise. "What really?" Faylee asks. "Yes. Why? I don't look like a nerd, huh?" She smirks. Faylee blushes, and Akira giggles. They get to the group of people in front of the strategy solider. "Those who likes to create and produce weapons, you go with Hephaestus." The dark voice ends. The last soldier have a hammer on their chest. The four groups start to walks following the corresponding space soldier, and our two friends do the same and stay in the movement. "Don't ever forget I see everything, I feel everything, I hear everything, and I know everything. You better not try to lie to me in anyway. The punishment of your dues will be tremendous." They warn the crowd. After a walking, Faylee and Akira finds themselves in a office area filled with desks. The solder let them here, and close the door, then they sit on a chair in a survey room, that have a glass that show everything happens in the office room. The soldier press a button, and a counter appears on a screen, with red digital number on a black plane. Aside of it there is the sentence "Time before bathroom break:" and the time is 1:59:58 and lowering, means there is two hours before a break, which leads to meaning that they can't leave the room before the time is finished. The computers of the desks turn on, and some colors appears. "Well, I hope you won't need to go too soon then!" Akira says a bit afraid. "I know I will." "No it's okay, maybe we can be fast and finish before the time is up. They will certainly let us a free time after that." She wanders. "I hope so, you're making me having expectations, let's think you said right..." She confess. They come by the desk and look at the computer's screens, there is a game with soldiers and alien giant spiderish-scarabs, attacking a base and some troops. Faylee, strongly attracted to that type of games, grabs the chair and sit in front of an office, eager to know what the space people wants from them. She get her hand on the mouse and the keyboard, and with the arrows she slides the camera around the map. Akira sits, a bit reluctant, not specially attracted to games in general and even more hard games like RTS where only the meta of the game is important and she can't construct enough economy buildings like a city builder she would prefer. They look around the map, and see there is two sides, crossed by a river, the further side of the map is mountainous and the closer is desertic, when they zoom in they can see the tiny units and the huge size of the game. "What do we have to do?" Akira asks. "I don't understand a thing." "Find the base and produce units." Faylee replies. "How to even do that?" She asks clueless. "Press shift." She answer. Akira press a tile of the keyboard and a cyan/light blue base is now at the center of the screen and a spaceship flying over it. Faylee on her side, finds that on the edge of the screen there is a counter of roughly 2 hours 30 minutes with the name of "The Hive Anger", lowering slowly, and nearby there is names of players. "Computer 1", "Computer 2", all that up to the 8 desks there is in the place. She controls herself navy blue units, and that they are all in the same team. "Okay I know what game it is like, it looks quite original to me but the UI is inspiring me confidence, the game looks like Zero-k and Airmech Strike, I know exactly what to do to win." She explains. "Alright, let's try that. I would not like to end like the girl that wet her leggings." She says. "I don't think we would be punish if we lose, but we can't know, still a great idea to try our best." She explains. She select her leader and see its UI, like many games she knows, there is actions, but also the leader can construct on its own. She place a light archer aside of her command center, and after a few seconds, the archer tower is finished. If she would describe it looks a bit like a medieval setup, players start from hunter-gatherers to spacesuited infantry, with archers, tanks, all stuff of human's history. She look at the resources and the fast movements her leader does when she input on her keyboard, and she understand the game is a clever mix between small tactical skirmish battles and global ordering of gigantic armies. "What do I do?" Akira asks. "When you press shift you switch from RTS view to hero-centered camera, you can order units to follow you and get with them to the battlefields." She explains. She grabs a few group of units and get with them exploring the area, but soon enough she see the tanks and rovers are slowed by the sand in the desertic area she comes across. She decides to try to avoid it and follow along the river. She finds the base of AVA on the bridge of the river, a central AI that is colored in red, made of futuristic robots, and is defending itself against aliens. "I request help on sector F5!" The AI send in the chat. After some minutes she finds out that the AI have been made to have pre done messages, when she hits ctrl, a fast call wheel system appears, with that she can ask for defense, help, attack, supply, and everything needed for cooperation. On the top of the User Interface there is the global battle progress, and since they started playing the game it got from 44-56 to 37-63. There is also when she wander her cursor on the bar a strong description of the battle status: numbers of units price used, lost, destroyed, every detail is there. The numbers says she have done 39% of her team's war effort, AVA is 43% and the rest of the 7 others share the 18 lasting percentage, most of them around 2.5 and Akira at 3. She can't stand the pressure of the frontline alone with AVA anymore, and she gets up. "Okay everyone I know how to win this! Just listen to me and we can still win this battle!" She shout. "Why would you know better than me? You're a girl!" A nerdy guy with dirty hairs says. "Well look at my K/D then." She smiles. "You can be sexist if you want, but anyways you're pathetic at the game. So shut your mouth." She zoom out and look at the map. "We need to gather more pressure at the front line via the road. Someone can take initiative to build boats and someone else make more ranged units, so we can stay back a bit, I won't hold much longer alone here." She orders. She can click a key and draws on the map, the plans of her actions. She gets back to her base, and when she select her units, she is amazed. They can hold multiple items in their inventory of 3 slots, they can construct structures and change the terrain shape with axes or pickaxes. She also discovered that when trees' leaves disappear, they have a small chance to drop a sapling behind them, that is possible to plant and obtain a new tree again after a time. Time passes and there is a daylight cycle. She can also plant crops. She glance at the status bar and it is barely holding in place, meaning their team is still flimsy, or lost too many power/time being inefficient early game. She still manage to make her 1800's infantry gunners and canons to survive against the endless waves of aliens, surely helped and healed by AVA, so she hopes the point of end is not reached already. Suddenly, the road in middle of the sector C4 explodes, and a flow of the insectoid aliens get out of the hole. She almost instantly feel the change as the frontline is barely supplied by now. "Well, I thought we were not behind the point of no return, but look like the game it set already." She says glancing at Akira. "Don't don't say that, the game is not finished yet!" She tries to stay confident. Akira tries to build a wall to protect the bridge from the tarantula of the river, while some scarab flies directly on the bridge and attack them. "I would like help Faylee!" She says a bit overloaded by the pressure of the frontline. Akira clenches her legs together and wiggles them, she don't actually realize as she is strongly concentrated on the game but she does have to pee. The stress of the situation is a bit accelerating her bladder fillment, and it's not like she is the strongest when it comes to capacity at the first place. Faylee needs to go a bit too, but less than her. "I'm here!" She comforts her. She observe her soldiers wearing elytras and landing right by her side, switching to their rifle and shoot at the monsters that explodes on the attacks. "Thank you!" She replies. Faylee wander on the map and tries to understand how the monsters could seize the point after the bridge without going by the frontline. After a moment studying how the camera works she find that there is a level, the ground is not a plane, she seen it could be edited at its surface but now she can enter the hole of where the monsters came from, and see that the came is in 3 dimensions, she can lead the free camera inside the cave a bit but the fog of war retrain her sight. She decides to send an expedition after researching the oil prospector, to sense the gallery the enemy made. She lead well an army helped by some other players while Akira and some of the rest of players tries to stand on their own at the surface. Then Akira touch her shoulder, which makes her get out of the game for a bit. "What?" She asks to Akira's red blushing face. "I really really gotta go now..." She says. "I have to pee so bad..." She confess to her friend. "Oh no..." She looks at the clock, it is only 30 minutes from the end. "You almost made it yet... But if you can't hold it anymore, I guess you should just let go." She advices her. "Yes, I really would like to, but we are not able to take the bathroom break already." She says. "Indeed, just go yourself right now." She tells her. "What? No! I don't wanna be all wet. And mess the furnitures also." She denies. "What are you scared of, just get off you leggings a bit, pee your chair or on the floor, no one will know, and it's a plastic chair and the false flooring." She tap on the ground with a feet. The material is linoleum wood pattern flooring, she knows that because her shoes do less noises than on actual wood. "Well. I don't think I would hold it any much longer anyway." She admit. "Wait, I've seen a water dispenser over there, I can help you pee in a cup if you wanna." She proposes. "You would do that for me?" Akira is surprise. "Yes. It's not much. In fact, it arouses me a lot." Confess Faylee. "Oh I see. Now that you mention it it gets me going too." She smirks. "I'm your pee pet so, huh?" She giggles. "Shhh!" She puts a finger on her mouth. "We wouldn't want the headmaster to know we can't be punished!" She says quietly. "But we can still tho. It would be humiliating to be wet in front of everyone." She is afraid of that. "Well, it slightly turns me on to be forced to wet in front of everyone like how they did to the girl early, I have something that is called a pee fetish, I like every things around it, wetting, holding, stuff, but really don't talk to anyone about it okay? The dark being is certainly gonna find a way to hurt me if they know and I don't want that, I'll act like I'm humiliated whenever they would punish me so I'm not actually feeling bad. You would keep me my secret right?" She asks. "Yes, of course. And you will help my pee-needing-self to find a way to relieve me." Akira says. "Deal." Faylee replies with a smiles.
  14. An upside to renovating is that I have a carpet I am free to abuse all I want. I know I won't win many cinematography awards for this one, but here's the latest wetting (hastily shot in 3 chapters): https://www.erome.com/a/WyZYMsor Video Screenshot:
  15. It’s no secret I have a diaper and hypnosis fetish. I have a fantasy of being incontinent when diapered no doubt a psychologist would struggle to explain. I hold I release and I mess in diapers listening to hypnosis but it’s my dirty little secret. I wear at home but recently I was unable to as I can’t wear at work. So for a few weeks I wasn’t diapered and no hypno or diaper play for me. Today was the first day back working from home and I remembered my diapers I suddenly couldn’t wait to feel that padding against my skin and my sensitive areas and so indulged. What got me was that possibly the years of hypnosis had kicked in and triggered something. Within seconds of the diaper coming on I felt tingly and a wave of intense arousal hit me. I went back to my computer and tried to focus on an e-mail and suddenly without warning completely flooded my diaper. It feels amazing, I feel on the brink of squirting and I can’t remember if I needed the bathroom before I put them in. I feel submissive aroused and completely content that I am no longer in control of my body.
  16. Does anyone have any cothing that they refuse to wash? I (16 stone body builder) keep a pair of white cotton panties that I don't wash. I'm wearing them now. This current run of not cleaning them is probably over 15 pisses (a few pubic at night) and a lot of cum. Iv peed them twice so far tonight and I'm not going to lie, I smell and I like it 😂
  17. So, in the last few weeks, I came across a video that I really liked, and wanted to go back to in the future because it was so hot… unfortunately, it's muscle memory at this point for me to close my DuckDuckGo tab right after I get myself off, and I haven't been able to find it since. Basically, it's a video set in the extremely early hours of the morning, and starts out with a man in a diaper extremely desperate to pee, but trying to hold it, potty dancing in his bed. Rubbing legs together, holding it, shaky camera from the desperation, the whole thing. In the description of the video, he describes how he has a 'get out of bed and change' alarm, and until that alarm rings, he can't get out of bed or change or take off his diaper. So eventually, his alarm rings, and him getting out of bed pushes him over the edge and he ends up wetting his diaper heavily. Does anyone know what video I'm talking about? Can someone help me find it?
  18. I was thinking today about this experience I had years ago and I thought I'd share it . . . It was a road trip with friends of mine, a husband and wife. We were driving over a mountain pass out west in the winter time and one of us said that we had to go to the bathroom. We were miles away from anywhere with a toilet so eventually we stopped. I think it was my friend's husband who said he needed to go. We pulled over to the side of the road all got out. Without saying anything we all walked over to the edge of the shoulder of the road where it turns into some woods and my friend's husband started peeing. I did as well. The next thing I know if my friend, the female, was in between us, pulling down her pants, squatting and pissing. It was quite cold and the steam from our pee was visible and I couldn't help but watch it rise from the ground beneath her. It was something I'd never experienced before and was really great for me. For me it was a turn on but I think for them it was no big deal - we all just had to go, so why not be in a row and go? I also love the sound of females peeing and we were so close, I could have put my hand on her head so I was able to have a good listen to the hiss of her pee and the splash of it hitting the ground. We finished up and got back into the car w/out saying much of anything and continued on our way . . . I've never told my friend about my experience with this, although I suppose I could do so now. That's it! 🙂
  19. So. I wanted to do a long term series/sitcom-like where the main character get to last year of highschool (18 of course) and she would have a pee fetish, slowly and surely exploring her likes and dislikes, and that she is a lesbian (or hetero-curious homosexual cis woman for actual precisions), I just wanted to ask about the bynow charadesign I've got up to. I screenshotted some faces of the site "this person does not exists" when I searched for opensource face makers, as AI made faces comes to the best compromise between inexistent people and creation of likely to be faces (beauty privileged actors in common internet's naughty videos satisfy me less and less, even with all omorashi you could have in them), I think about The Sims 4 that I can use instead if it's not authorized, and I'm sorry if it is. The pictures are totally random, so there is no choice, and another site where you can choose is paid based but you can really truly choose the face you're making. I don't have money to spend on something that will never get back to me, I'm poor already. I have to warn you, it is pretty realistic, it really looks like pictures of actual people, but I searched with google images and I didn't find any existing person, so I guess it truly works as I wanted. After all, these people shouldn't exist. In fact there won't be much "explicit" chapters, I'm softcore myself (I guess?) and I will actually even more focus on life things than repeated wettings in this story, while sometimes Laura would need to be naughty and release the pressure of her stress and responsibilities, I would like to study the slowbuild/buildup there is in some stories I've read on this wonderful amazing site, the best ones for me are these, harvesting the feeling to relieve the actual need to be naughty and wetting oneself. Again, advices? Ideas? Help? I don't need help, but I could use well reactions, I don't know how I could please my fanbase and such. I don't refuse any help. I don't refuse anything actually, I really can't say no. That's a true problem of mine tho. For the chapters content (they would be long, almost long enough to fill 45-55min actual series episodes) I will focus on feelings, evolution, getting into last year of highschool, having a car, romantic partners, every little thing of life... A bit of liberty for my lone self, I don't know. Stuff. Things. Happiness. Sadness. Emotions. Stories. Again, just tell me if I have to take other pictures. I made a lot of screens when finally fallen on my searched faces after repeatedly pressing some F5's. Deleted some of them if they were too youngish (ew) or bad made. I don't go outside often, and I'm insecure with my femininity as being transgender, I don't know how people look like, I just see pictures of people of my age or older in these, so tell me to correct myself if it's needed, thank to all of beings that are going to give me advices and tips. My hears are very open to make things properly.
  20. Have you ever had to hold (or even wet) unexpectedly during the holidays due to large gatherings and not being able to get into the bathroom? I have never wet myself due to these circumstances but I have certainly had to hold a bit longer than I would've liked.... or I had maybe gone on a tree outside lol Share your stories🤷‍♂️🤷‍♀️💦💦🙈🙉
  21. This is Chapter One of a larger planned series, but is a complete arc. I apologize in advance for any errors. -- On Talking to Strangers Sometimes, even the brave men and women of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police have moments of fear and apprehension. Unlike in most cases, however, one of the greatest moments of adrenaline in Mizuki Hirasawa's life came when he was off-duty. In fact, curiously, it came when he was on a week's paid vacation... -- The young, slender, and girlish German Shepherd in question was aboard his third train of the morning, having set out from home before first light. Despite rising so early, he didn't feel the least bit groggy or tired. In fact, as the sun had rose along his journey from his apartment in the Akihabara District of Tokyo and now into the foothills of Gunma, so had his anxiety. He had never done anything like this before - this spontaneous, this self-indulgent, and this... risky. But, fresh on the tail of a bad breakup and the emotional funk that followed, he had resolved himself to a change of scenery, a change of pace, and a venture outside of his comfort zone. Well out of his comfort zone. At his feet was a large canvas roller-luggage bag; he quietly unzipped the front pocket and fished inside. He unfurled the dot-matrix printout of the message he'd downloaded earlier that week. After retrieving it from inside, he read it over again, half to pass the time, and half to be sure he had the right stop. He'd been so nervous he'd almost gotten off at the wrong station twice. "Hey Mizu! Thanks again for RSVPing for our first ever BBS meetup! You were the last one to contact me, which makes us four members in total. I took the train station you gave me and a map and have given you some directions below. I hope you don't mind waking up early to make the meeting time~ Bring enough clothes to last you at least a week, toiletries, and whatever else you want. I'll be paying for food and drinks and such, so don't worry too much about cash, just make sure you have enough for train fare at least. Be ready to have some fun when you arrive! I look forward to seeing you there! DIRECTIONS: 1. From Takanadobaba Station, take the 5:54 AM Yamanote Line train to Ueno Station. 2. From Ueno Station, take the 6:34 AM Hokuriku Shinkansen to Takasaki Station. 3. From Takasaki Station, take the 7:26 AM Agatsuma Line train to Kanashima Station." Mizu folded it back up and stowed it back in the front flap of his rolling luggage, holding onto the handrail in front of his seat so tightly he swore he'd leave handpaw prints in it. He closed his eyes. It's not too late to turn back, he thought. You've never met these people before. This could turn out terribly... The Shepherd grimaced and shook his head, as if to shake the intrusive thoughts out, so vigorously two people nearby looked up to glance at him. He smiled at them sheepishly, then looked back down and willed himself to be invisible until the overhead speaker crackled to life. "Kanashima Station. Kanashima." It clicked back off with a short pop. The pup steeled himself and stood, taking inventory of his belongings and preparing for the train to stop. I'm 23! I'm in charge of my life! I need to have some fun while I'm still young! The way he visibly jumped when the train car's brakes squealed totally betrayed that his internal pep talk wasn't working. As the train glided smoothly to a stop, he forced himself to walk jiltedly to the doors, and when they hissed open, he wobbled out of the train and onto the platform. The passengers that followed him paid him no mind as they stepped around where he'd stopped on the platform, walking off towards the mostly empty parking lot and out of view. The doors rolled shut with a thunk behind the pup, and as the electric motors aboard the train droned to life, he closed his eyes again and willed the butterflies in his stomach to settle. No going back now, he thought. The next train home will be along in 15 minutes, a voice inside his head reasoned. He decided coincidentally that perhaps doing instead of thinking would be more productive, and he unfurled the printout again. Everything read normally up until this point for someone attending a meeting or convention, however the directions took a decidedly different, strange turn from here. A turn which betrayed the true nature of the small vacation he'd decided to take, and the people he was on his way to meet. "4. Upon arrival at Kanashima station, locate a vending machine. Purchase a bottle of juice or tea at least one Liter. Do not use the bathroom." Mizu's grip on the sheet of paper tightened with a tense rustle. He was really doing this... He took one last deep breath, and gazed around his vicinity. The view from the station was mostly unobstructed for a mile or two. Shibukawa, the city Kanashima Station resided in, was fairly rural; a farming town nestled at the bottom of the Gunma hills. From the station, he could see the bullet train tracks, several small homes, plenty of fields, and the dark brown and green hills beyond. It was certainly a far cry of the concrete, glass, and neon of Akihabara. He took a deep breath, the crisp and cool spring air quite refreshing compared to the oppressive, smog-filled air of the city. After a moment on the empty platform, his focus returned to him. The instructions echoed in his head. Get a drink, and don't use the bathroom. Admittedly, he'd used the toilet on the Shinkansen a couple hours ago, and at the moment he was in the borderline state where he honestly couldn't tell if he needed to again. The sensations between his legs were gentle and noncommittal, and what little tingling he felt could probably be just as easily attributed to nervousness. Rather than risk making it a definite, he pushed himself to keep moving, stepping off the platform and over to the nearby waiting area for buses. There, under a wooden overhang, sat three lonely vending machines. One was for cigarettes (and was empty, anyway), so it was of no use to him - the other two were older, refrigerated vending machines for snacks and drinks. Luckily for him, the drinks machine had one last holdout fluorescent lighting tube still buzzing and illuminating the selection. After a couple minutes split between genuine apprehension and presumably browsing, he selected a 1.3L bottle of sweetened green tea. In the end, the extra 300 ml probably wasn't going to really matter if the day was going to follow the trend the instructions were setting. Which, coincidentally, was the next order of business, and after a bit of unfolding, he looked over the next step. "5. Drink half of the bottle now. Afterwards, follow the northwest road from the station until you cross under the Shinkansen tracks." Mizu gazed from the sheet, to the bottle, and back to the sheet again. He was already regretting not sticking to the minimum size on the instructions. But, for reasons he still couldn't quite get a good grasp of, he broke the seal on the bottle and raised it to his muzzle. His pulls started eager, but by the time he'd gotten to roughly halfway, each gulp was slow, deliberate, and separated by full breath in and out through his nose. He finally pulled the bottle away with a wet pop, lifting it up to the light and surveying the damage. It wasn't clear just where half was, but he guessed it was good enough, and screwed the cap back on. He licked his chops, one hand on his middle as he caught his breath, the other stowing the bottle into his luggage. After a few moments, he stepped away from the vending machines, got his bearings, and set off on a jaunty pace towards the hills. The next 45 minutes or so seemed to pass by far more quickly than it should have. Upon arriving at the overpass, Mizuki unfolded the printout, which had returned to giving mundane directions, and continued up into the hills, up ever-narrowing streets, and as the trees and brush grew more present, so did a familiar tickling in his tummy. He tried to ignore it, but it reminded him exactly where he was going and whom he was meeting, and along with his newfound mild need to pee, his anxiety also began to gently return. Gently, at least, until he found he had arrived. He was almost surprised to find he was at the end of his destination, but sure enough, turning around, he could see out over the fields, to the train station, and beyond. He turned back to face his destination. In a past life, the two story home likely had been a rather upscale investment, especially in such a rural town as Shibukawa. Now, however, the home was less regal and more "lived in," the unassuming beige paint faded with decades of warm summers, the traditional black roof tiles serving as a welcome home for moss and leaves. It was not, however, neglected, with a neat and tidy yard and well-maintained compact car in the driveway. Overall, his destination had a homely warmth to it, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, but whatever it was, this was a sight better. If only he could convince his feet the same thing; they'd instead decided that they were quite happy where they were and were rather uninterested in budging. After a full minute of wrestling with his apprehension, a gentle gust of particularly brisk spring air swirled past him, tickling him between his ankles, around his knees... and up his skirt. If the shiver he gave wasn't from the chill, it was from his bladder gently reminding him that he'd had plenty to drink before setting out, and the argument was persuasive enough that he nervously padded over to the front door. His right thumb pressed the doorbell, and his left hand smoothed his skirt back into place. A bell sounded somewhere inside, and there was a brief smatter of muffled but excited voices followed by footsteps approaching. Mizu winced, swallowed, and gathered what was left of his nerves while he could. The door clicked twice as the locks each drew open, and finally the door swung inward. Mizu had to lower his gaze to meet eyes with his host; standing easily at five and a half feet tall opposed to Mizu's nearly six foot two was a very laid back looking panda. Adorned in a robe and sweatpants, she definitely gave an immediate impression of youth and informality, and the mop of dark grey hair which hung lethargically off of her head cemented the facade. Despite her hair color, however, she was obviously about Mizu's age. She extended a hand, the expression on her face one of reserved joy. "You must be Mizuki!" He nodded, taking the proffered gesture and shaking with both of his. "That's me! Call me Mizu, though." He gave a nervous giggle. She beamed back at him. "Mizu it is! I'm Yasuko, but you probably already knew that." She gazed downwards. "Where's your bottle? Didja get cold feet about my directions?" Mizu winced and followed with a sheepish grin, reaching down into the pocket of his luggage and producing the bottle, giving it a slosh or two for emphasis. Yasuko was elated, grinning widely and clapping her hands together. "Wonderful! Haruaki chickened out and I made him have a cup of coffee when he got here." There was a bit of an awkward pause as Mizu stowed the bottle in the luggage and waited a beat, before Yasuko perked up. "Oh, come in! It's chilly out there, and I'm sure you want to unpack." She led the Shepherd inside, kicking the door closed behind her. The hall was a little dark, lit by a couple of wall lamps here and there, but it was tidy and warm, letting Mizu breathe a little easier, his tension finally beginning to ramp down. They arrived at a staircase just before the hall opened out into a living room. Yasuko gestured upstairs. "Your room is the first door on the right! Feel free to unpack and freshen up if you want to, we'll be down in the living room." She leaned in again and murmured into Mizu's ear. "Be sure to mind the rules when you unpack your toiletries!" Mizu bristled a little out of excitement, meekly mumbling in reply, "Rules?" The panda grinned a sinister grin. "You'll see~! Up you go, come join us when you're all settled in." She gave Mizu's butt a gentle, encouraging pat and disappeared around the corner. As he started to climb, he heard a distant, "Oh my gawd, he's so CUTE" from the living room. He smiled dopily and was misty-eyed up a smidgeon by the time he reached the top of the stairs. It was decided. He'd definitely made the right choice badgering himself into coming. -- A short time later, he was unpacked. The bedroom was small for a house of this size, but it was bigger than the bedroom of his apartment and much more richly furnished. He'd stowed his clothes in the closet and unpacked his toiletries and other belongings in the bathroom across the hall. He was definitely feeling a good portion of the tea he'd drank working its way downward through him, every bend and stretch while putting things away sending a tiny flurry of tingles and sensations from between his legs. What he felt unpacking certainly paled in comparison to when he'd taken stock of what was in the bathroom, however. He knew now what Yasuko meant by "rules." Running from one side of the ceramic toilet, up and across the toilet seat and lid, and tightly back down to the other side was a strip of thick, high-adhesive tape. On the tape in permanent marker was scrawled, "Off limits! Do not use!" along with a little squiggle, a drawing of a cherry blossom, and a winking face. Upon laying eyes on it, he let a genuine groan out of his snout, leaning forward and resting a hand on his lower tummy. His bladder had been polite all this time with the anxiety and distractions he'd been facing, but now, with only a thick strip of tape and his own voluntary actions keeping him from draining the decent amount of urine stored up inside of his belly, it decided that now was a good time to remind the pup that it was time for a pit stop. And yet, after a moment of hesitation, he'd left the bathroom, and slipped back into the bedroom - without relieving himself. He took a last few moments just to ensure he had everything in order and opened the bedroom door to head back downstairs. On the way out, however, he hesitated, then glanced back at his luggage. The bulge was still present in one of the upper flaps... He turned around and trod over to it, fishing his PET bottle of tea out of its confines, trying not to watch the tea lazily slosh around within before making his way back downstairs. Mizu heard muffled voices coming from the living room as he rounded the bottom of the stairs. He poked his head around the corner. In the middle of the room, on a pair of opposite cream-velour couches, sat Yasuko, and a black, brown, and white Shiba Inu he assumed was Haruaki. He was about Mizu's age... perhaps a little older, broad-shouldered and fit, with a tired expression on his face. He had a beanie on over his auburn hair, a red shirt with an imposing eagle-shaped design, and black slacks. He was reclined back with both arms resting upon the back of the couch, generally facing in Mizuki's direction - and coincidentally looked up as Mizu peered in. This prompted Yasuko to stop mid conversation and look over her shoulder, instantly beaming in his direction and boisterously plapping her hand on the couch cushion next to her. "Come on, you! Join us." Mizu smiled shyly and sauntered into the room, taking a look around. It was just as lavishly furnished as the rest of the house; in an entertainment center was a name-brand Hi-Fi system and a fairly large color TV, and on a desk nearby was a well-cared for NEC PC-98 (complete with its own monitor!), which he figured belonged to or was used extensively by Yasuko. He was momentarily envious. Momentarily until he gave a little yelp of surprise, Yasuko having hooked two fingers into the back of his skirt and pulled his butt couchward with a coy little, "Sit, boy!" He landed with a thump and an audible slosh from his tea bottle, which he set on the table in front of him - noticing an empty ceramic mug and empty plastic water bottle about half the size of his tea bottle standing conspicuously among the magazines and coasters. The panda continued with a confident and playful candor, "Mizu, this is Haruaki, as you can probably guess. Haruaki, this adorable boy," she said, petting the shep behind his ears, "Is Mizuki." Haruaki arched his eyebrows in an "A-ha" sort of fashion, giving a reserved, "Hey" in reply. His voice was much softer and higher in tone than he'd expected. Mizuki gave a little nod and a warm smile, mildly aware of the uncanny feeling of discovery coming to put faces to names and blocks of text on the other side of a modem. Yasuko piped up, leaning forward. "Don't let his act fool you, this nerd was so nervous about our little meetup he forgot to get a drink on the way here. Allegedly." She said, narrowing her eyes in a precociously accusatory fashion. Haruaki's expression cracked, a shy smile flashing across his muzzle for a moment before he wrestled it back away, his face a mite more pink than it was before. They made small talk for a little while. Haruaki was a full time college student, and part time convenience store clerk, studying to be an engineer. He'd found the BBS while wasting time on the college library computers, fishing around for content that suited his interests. Yasuko worked part time for her parents' consumer electronics manufacturing company. Yasuko went on to admit it was how she'd come to live in such a big house on her own - it actually belonged to her parents, but they'd since relocated to Kadoma to be closer to the company's headquarters. Her parents returned a few times a month to check in and visit, but were largely absent. She was the founder of the BBS all three had met on, which was hosted off of another computer and telephone line upstairs in her room. When asked what Mizu did for a living, he meekly replied that he worked for the city of Tokyo doing a lot of really boring paperwork. He wasn't lying, technically. Yasuko changed the subject after a short while, clapping her hands together lightly. "All righty, now that we all know each other, let's get down to business." She rose, and both of the seated canines watched in curious silence as she wandered into the kitchen. She pulled open the fridge door, and for a moment, all that was visible was her pajama-clad butt and puffball tail before she leaned back out, kicking it closed behind her. After a moment, she set down two full bottles of water on the coffee table - the same size as the empty one that was already there. Her gaze swept from Haruaki to Mizu, mischievous grin creeping across her face. "You two came all the way out here for this, might as well get the fun started." And without another word, she broke the seal on one of the bottles of water, closed her eyes, and tipped it upward, taking long, deep pulls from it. Haruaki and Mizu were too busy watching her drink in awe to realize what she quite meant. Her throat worked busily, each gulp audible in the relative quiet of the living room, until she was about halfway done with her water bottle. She opened one eye and stopped, gazing from Mizu and back to Haruaki, before tipping her head forward in a "Well?" sort of gesture. Both of the boys had an "oh right" moment, Haruaki taking a bottle for himself and Mizu collecting his half-full bottle of tea. The shepherd meekly asked, "All of it?," only to be met with a "What do you think" kind of look from the both of them. Oh well. For the better part of a minute, the only clear noise in the room was the eager chugs and gulps of three wayward young adults. After all was said and done, five empty plastic bottles and an equally vacant ceramic mug were the only evidence left of their devious intent, sitting pell-mell on the coffee table. Yasuko burped lazily and leaned back, stretching her arms over her head. "Hokay! Now we wait for that to work its magic... How's everyone feeling?" Haruaki shrugged, still trying to catch his breath. "I could take a leak, I guess..." He mused absentmindedly. Yasuko replied, "Yeah, me too, but it's not bad or anything," adding a roll of her hips for emphasis. They both turned to Mizu. Mizu recoiled slightly, on the spot for a moment, and Yasuko gave a tiny trill of amusement. Within the pup, a nagging sens­­­­ation had begun. Gone was the comfortable, if persistent tingling that had been present most of the trip from the train station, and now the familiar buzzing, insistent need to pee had manifest and was beginning to press on him downstairs. After a moment of fidgeting and working up the courage, Mizu murmured, “I guess I'm really starting to feel it...” Yasuko cackled, startling the others a little. She leaned in to muss his hair with an energetic palm. “You are adorable, you know that?” she inquired boisterously, the pup closing his eyes and growling affectionately with the tussling. “I’d never know those bold posts on my BBS came from you.” Mizu smiled sheepishly, replying, “Yeah, I guess it’s just easier to be confident online…” They made yet more small talk before Yasuko opened a cabinet inside of the entertainment center, revealing a pristine Famicom game system. “Oh dude,” enthused Haruaki from the couch, standing up to join her. “I’ve been trying to save up for one of these, but college life is suffering…” Yasuko grinned back at him while Mizu got up to join them in front of the TV. “I’ve got connections~,” she teased. “The Famicom is great and all, but Sega’s got something new coming out soon, too.” She left Mizu and Haru to fawn over her impressive collection of cartridges, retrieving a pile of junk food and some sodas from the kitchen before joining them. They took turns playing through a pair of games for some time, with Yasuko and Haruaki proving to both be very loud and much better than Mizu at both. Much gaming, trash talk, and general jubilation followed for a while, with Haruaki's performance steadily declining as Yasuko's wiggling and bouncing steadily loosened her robe. Thirty minutes passed. A casual observer would notice that their skill was beginning to decline despite their continued boisterous enjoyment. They'd also notice that, given the Famicom only supported two controllers, one of the three was sitting out between turns, and that the lack of distraction was taking its toll on their composure. On his turn to sit out, Haru had begun to tug on the hem of his slacks and restlessly adjust himself between his legs; Yasuko, the much bolder of the three, slipped a hand betwixt her legs and bounced in place; and Mizu, much more shy, simply let a hand rest on his lower belly and strained against the sloshing, insistent fullness within. Despite their needy bladders, however, they still were obviously and loudly enjoying themselves, and partaking of the drinks and snacks around them to fuel it. After nearly an hour, however, the group had considerably quieted. There was a more tense, uneasy air about them as they took turns - and controllers were being traded much more frequently as all three seemed to be rather rapidly losing their focus. A few empty soda cans littered the floor in front of the entertainment center. Despite three still half-full cans next to each of them, nobody was drinking anymore... but it was too late to stop now. Their swollen bladders simply wouldn't be ignored any longer. Mizu was the first to crack, after a particularly poor bout of playing, letting out a groan of frustration and set the controller down and finally allowing himself to visibly squirm. "Urrrf. I can't focus anymore." The buzzing in his lower belly was now an insistent, urgent throbbing. His restless thighs trembled slightly, rubbing together as he tensed his muscles repeatedly against the intense pressure built up inside. If he weren't here, in this particular situation, he'd have gone to the bathroom a long time ago. He looked up, as if realizing he wasn't alone only just now. Yasuko was still sitting Seiza style, but both hands were on her knees, bent forward and her back arching, butt wiggling beneath her and pom-pom tail shivering. Haru had quit sitting cross-legged at some point and was on his knees now, one hand obviously tucked up between his legs, looking the both of them over with a plain look of anxiety. He spoke, his voice more than a little needy. "This is fun and all... but when do we pee?" Yasuko leaned back to a playful angle, bangs falling into her face, breasts barely covered by her now very loose robe. Her face stated her need well enough, but was layered with a coy, even aroused gaze back at him. "What's the matter? Gonna spring a leak~? We'll all go eventually, don't worry about it!" Haru gazed at her flexible pose and gulped... then nodded. "...maybe..." Mizuki piped up after grimacing, their demeanor in turn reminding him of his own bladder bulging against the hem of his skirt. "That may be, but I have a feeling a toilet's not in the picture..." Yasuko pivoted her head over to Mizu, chewing on her lower lip, perhaps a little more drunk on arousal than was apparent previously. "Nope! That's the rules~" Mizu glanced down between his shivering thighs and then back up at Yasuko. "Well, we're on carpet, and with us being as bad off as we are, isn't that kind of a bad idea?" Yasuko lazily blew the bangs out of her face and Haru mimicked Mizu's downward glance before she replied. "I guess you're right." She directed her gaze over her shoulder, letting one leg jiggle urgently underneath her as she hastily assessed their surroundings. "Let's move over to the kitchen while we can." She shakily rose, unfolding her legs with a stiff groan. She gazed down at Haru, rather looming over him while he knelt, noticing he had snuck another hand betwixt his legs. "If we can still make it." Haru let out an intimidated meep as he gazed back up at her; Yasuko boldly reached over, and slowly popped the button on his slacks as if to make room for his swollen bladder. "Come on, you. You can do it!" Haru gave a needy grumble in reply, making it about halfway up and pausing to squirm before getting himself stood. His hands, however, didn't budge from their station, and instead pulled upward against his groin, struggling to buy himself time. Mizu was able to get up from where he sat with only a little bit of a struggle. At least, so he thought - near the peak of his rising, he started to stretch without even thinking about it, and what followed was a shamefully familiar sensation. A warm surge shot from beneath him, up the length of his sheath, and before he could react, dampened his tights. The pup let out an audible meep and shoved his hands up and under his skirt, now the second person in the room to abuse his junk in a desperate bid to hold back his overfull and overworked bladder. Yasuko practically trilled, grin wide and eyes half-lidded with delight, hooking both of the boys by the arms and dragging them towards the kitchen. "Come on now, before both of you ruin my floor." The trip to the kitchen took a little longer than it would normally with two extras in tow and three very sloshy tummies, but eventually Yasuko, Haruaki, and Mizuki were over the relative safety of kitchen tile. There were several seconds of awkwardness, the three youths gazing over each other as each danced and squirmed against the burning down below in their own ways, before Yasuko, whom had become the de-facto leader of this particular event, let out a flirty little giggle and spoke. "Well, I guess this is it," she mused. "What do you say we make this a little more interesting?" As both boys fidgeted and watched, she shakily untucked her hands from beneath herself, dug her thumbs into the hem of her sweatpants, and slowly, restlessly slipped them off. Now having the undivided attention of her two guests, she smirked a shaky smirk, undoing the sash of her robe and letting it hang loosely, revealing a pair of faded pink babydoll panties... and a quarter-sized damp patch. She let her back rest against the edge of the counter as the boys stared, able to keep a smug composure for about 30 seconds before grunting and shoving her hands back where they were desperately needed. "Hmmmfokay enough showing off. Your turn." Mizuki and Haru were suddenly aware of their own bodies again, and with it the pressure they were both fighting against. Mizu looked over Haru, and Haru returned the favor, shy eyes both searching each other for a few seconds with Yasuko restlessly looking on. Mizu gave a little sigh of defeat, and with one hand, reached up and undid one snap, then the next, on his skirt, each little pop resonating within his bulging, taut bladder. It slid off his hips and onto the tile, and he slid it out of the danger zone with one shaky foot. Yasuko growled a playful, "Show us the goods~" and Mizu gave a shy little smirk in response, heart thudding away in his chest as he got a good grip with his pelvic muscles and shakily let his hands part. His tight, shiny black bikeshorts showed off his bulges rather nicely - both the swollen bladder throbbing in his belly, and his junk neatly outlined by the thin elastic fabric... and the apple sized wet spot just above his sheathtip. Yasuko leaned over, lustful purr rumbling forth as she kissed the boy's cheek. "Adorable! But you better hold tight, you look about ready to pop!" Mizu touched noses with her affectionately before she pulled away, obediently resuming his obvious cupping of his junk. Yasuko turned her attention to the Shiba next, which he was dreading. Mizu glanced over, too, and noted his hesitation as well, the reserved pup avoiding eye contact, both hands jammed in his crotch and his legs crossed. Tightly. Yasuko edged over to him, almost whispering into his ear, "C'mon, buddy, don't you want to join us?" Haru shook his head, gritting his teeth and squeezing his legs tight. "You're gonna ruin those slacks..." Haru shook his head, tugging upward against his junk and twisting his hips. "Too late for that," he mumbled. Yasuko arched her eyebrows, curious, and leaned forward a bit, kissing his cheek and prying one hand away from herself to coax both of the boy's from between his legs. After a little protesting, he finally allowed her to reveal what he'd been concealing: a fist sized damp spot in his slacks. Yasuko trilled with surprise. "Jeez, you're not kidding. Good thing we got you away from my carpet when we did." Haru nodded bashfully, and sighed. "Guess it doesn't matter now..." He shakily parted his legs after a couple false starts, and carefully slipped off his slacks, revealing a pair of pale blue boxers with a shamefully large navy wet patch. "At least I've got the advantage now, I guess." And at last, the three of them were together in various states of undress and in dire, critical need of a bathroom break. Mizu mused to himself that he was probably the worst along, having drank a fair shake more than anyone else and with only a little spurt of relief to make up for it. He certainly felt and showed it, each throb of his bulging bladder eroding his will to continue and a healthy, smooth, firm bulge protruded from below his belly button. Haru continued to clutch himself tightly with his legs crossed, and Yasuko had one hand tucked between her legs, but otherwise seemed in control, the other gripping the counter she was leaning against tightly and her legs shivering. All that was audible was the remaining clothes rustling, deep breathing, and the occasional labored whine or moan. At last, Yasuko, ever the bold one, spoke up. "Don't suppose either of you two think you want to wet yourselves so I can finally win this little contest, hmm?" Mizu and Haru both honestly considered it, their bladders begging to finally be allowed to empty, but at length neither of them did, the last bit of pride, or perhaps shame, not allowing either of them to be the first to burst. Yasuko chuckled. "Didn't think so. But that's okay, because I have my secret weapon~." Mizu and Haru both had a wave of dread watch over them, Haru even flinching a little when Yasuko started to move. But she didn't touch either of them, instead leaning forward (with a moan of frustration as he own overfull bladder protested heavily) and opening the refrigerator. From within, she took out another water bottle, and shut the door, opening the top and giving both of the curious boys a devilish look. "This oughtta make those water balloons of yours pop reeeeal quick." Haru could only manage a meek, "Oh god..." before she pressed it to her lips and tilted her head up. Gulp... In the silence of the kitchen, it rang out loud and clear, the mouthful of water working down her throat and into her stomach. But for Mizu, it might as well have gone straight from the bottle and into his bladder. A wave of pressure washed over him as his bladder contracted, turning to lean on the counter and squeezing his junk in desperation as his grip against his tank full of urine faltered, a very girlish, pleading moan escaping his maw. Gulp... Haru was transfixed, eyes wide as the panda drank, her half naked frame commanding his full attention. His eyes trailed from her mouth, down her throat, past her breasts and stomach... and down to the prominent bulge that rested just above her panty hem. His focus had to come from somewhere, though, and before he realized it, there was a muffled, wet hiss, and from beneath his hands a sizable spurt of pee soaked his boxers and dribbled onto the floor. Yasuko opened one eye, gazing at him smugly as he abused his sheath with both hands to get the flow to stop, his maw agape and panting now. Gulp... Mizu's whole body shook. It was too much. The sound of Haru leaking and the continued, defiant ingesting of water by the girl next to him; all he'd drank over the past few hours; his throbbing, overfull, neglected bladder; it was all too much. The red-hot pangs of fullness in his belly would not be stayed any longer, he had to do something, his crotch burned with the threat of an accident. Just a little, he reasoned. Just a little bit... He let his muscles relax as much as he dared, and soon his own little spurts followed, the jet of urine springing through the thin fabric of his spats, through his cupped hands, and onto the floor with three heavy splashes. Gulp... Haru had every muscle tightened, his sheath squashed shut by his hands and legs, and his body contorting like a child refusing to be potty trained, but it simply wasn't enough. Another sequestered hiss started from within the confines of his constrained crotch, but this one was longer... fuller... heavier... and the spattering on the floor under him didn't stop for several seconds. "No... stop... please..." It wasn't clear if he was begging for Yasuko to stop with her flagrant acts or with his own abused and failing bladder control, but neither heeded him. Another rushing surge of urine shot out like a bespoke fountain from in between his fingers and onto the floor, but this one didn't stop, and before long he had parted his hands and legs and simply let the river of pee rushing out of his sheath and onto the floor of the kitchen go. It arced from his tip out through the fabric of his boxers as much as it drained through both of his leg holes; and the moaning, panting that escaped his open, upward tilted maw were as unrestrained as the flow belting from down below. Yasuko smiled from the mouth of her bottle, but she hadn't forgotten about Mizu, and as her gaze swept to him, he meekly protested with a pleading whimper. Gulp. Mizu's eyes went wide. Something had happened within him. As the panda forced down another mouthful of water, it felt like a fuse had been lit inside of his body. As the water worked down the panda's neck, he could feel a chill run down his spine and rush towards his belly. When the water reached Yasuko's stomach and stopped, the signal within his middle didn't, rushing down past his belly button and crashing into his bladder with immense speed. And then, all at once, he realized what it was. His pelvic muscles relaxed all at once, and with a final, futile yelp, his bladder contracted. Despite the pressure from both hands, a spout of urine sprayed forth from his sheath, soaking his blouse and splashing Yasuko's leg before splattering on the tile of the kitchen floor. He commanded his body to stop, tried frantically ordering his pelvic muscles closed, but they heeded no commands, completely overridden by his own body. He let out a wail of defeat, his hands dropping away from his crotch as he slumped to the floor with a wet splat. His stream of urine arced a good foot in the air through his spats, curving back downward and drenching his chest and belly before finally forming a huge puddle beneath him. Gulp... As both boys looked up, between their pants and moans, still helplessly having their accidents, they realized that Yasuko hadn't stopped drinking. Instead, she'd closed her eyes. Gulp. A few bubbles of air rose in the bottle as the vacuum created by her consumption equalized. Her bladder was the opposite of a vacuum, however, her confidence betrayed by the damage her own mind game was playing within her, and before long, a dripping sound joined the gushing and splashing the two boys nearby were making as three or four droplets fell from her suddenly much darker panties. Gulp. They watched in awe, their own bladders nearing empty and their streams dwindling to trickles, then a couple final spurts, as Yasuko continued to chug. She let the hand holding herself slip away from her crotch, resting on her tummy as the dripping became a tiny rivulet. Gulp. The bottle was mostly empty now, only a good mouthful or so left. Yasuko paused to breathe, although the breath was more of a helplessly aroused moan, as the rivulet beneath pulsed with strength, once, twice, and then finally becoming a full, urgent stream as her own grip finally caved. Gulp. The bottle was empty now. It clattered to the floor as she let it drop, splashing where her growing pool of urine was beginning to encroach upon Haru's small lake, both hands on her belly as her stream grew to a fountain, panting and gasping as her own taxed bladder wrung itself empty. She gazed downward, chest heaving, as her victory over the two also reached its end, pouring forth without any hope of stopping as the boys aside of her looked on, dazed and exhausted. At last, she finished, letting her stream trickle to a stop. All three of them collected themselves, panting and groaning as the puddles they made gradually wicked into their underwear and dangling clothes. Their faces were three unique portraits of relief and adrenaline, the group all practically glowing with the thrill of what they'd done. Minutes that seemed like hours ticked on, until Mizu finally returned to some state of awareness, gazing around at the half-naked pair next to him, then down at the now staggeringly drenched kitchen tile. "Whoa..." he mumbled. Yasuko and Haru seemed to rouse at his words, each taking in the scene before them, Yasuko mumbling "No kidding..." and Haru just bashfully smiling and averting his gaze. Yasuko reached out both her arms, pulling the pair over to give both of them a soft, affectionate kiss, amidst the now singular pool beneath them. "You two are amazing. I've... never felt like this before." Mizu quietly mumbled a "Me, either," and Haru simply nodded, working up the courage to beg another kiss from Yasuko with his lips, which she returned warmly. "Well," Yasuko ventured, the wetness on her body rapidly beginning to cool. "We've got some cleanup to do. What do you boys say you head over to the master bathroom and get those wet clothes off, I'll mop up here and join you in a minute while you get the hot water running?" Mizu, Yasuko, and Haru all exchanged glances, and Haru, who was obviously tenting by this point, shakily rose first, followed by Mizu, who developed a similar problem as he tailed behind Haru to the bathroom. Yasuko took a moment to collect herself, testing her legs before rising, licking her lips and envisioning what was soon to follow as she wobbled to a nearby cabinet and dug out some towels. When she finished and joined them, she found herself involved in something that only partially involved helping each other get washed up. They spent the rest of the afternoon and evening bonding, swapping stories and experiences like any other three young adults would, and after dinner, while their clothes tumbled in the dryer, when they all tucked into bed, each was still glowing, now mixed with eager anticipation for what would come the next day, and the days that followed. Sleep wouldn't come easy; for Haru because he was simply too excited, but for the other two, well... ...that's a story for another time.
  22. Hello everyone! I am hoping you all can help me. I LOVE videos where a guy has an accident and his girlfriend tells him it is okay and to just let go (or other comforting things). Anyone have any videos they’d recommend in this topic? I’d prefer English spoken video just so I can understand it, haha. Thanks in advance!
  23. After a brief sighting I had the fortune of seeing today at work, I thought I'd start this thread. For context, I work in a relatively large department store in a busy mall. On a typical day, I work as a cashier at the desk nearest the store's entrance. So, this leaves me in a position where a lot of customers ask me where they can find the bathroom. And while I haven't seen many sightings of obvious desperation throughout my time working there, there is always a fair chance that I will on any given day due to my location in the store. True, it's not as good as being at the register right by the bathrooms, but it's something. So, today, a woman (Asian, late 20s, average height and build, wearing a pink sweater and skinny jeans) comes up to my register looking somewhat distressed, breathing heavily with a tense look on her face. She says, hurriedly, "Excuse me, is there a bathroom here?" I, courteously, tell her: "Yes, there is." and give her the directions. She nods and quickly says "Thank you!", then did something that really drew my attention. She started *running* in that direction, as if it were an emergency, pushing past other customers in the process. Now it wasn't clear what sort of emergency it was as there were no specific signs she needed to pee (though her legs did seem awfully close together as she ran!), but I can believe what I want to believe. I watched as she bolted around the corner and it was the last I saw of her. Like I said, I don't really know if she was desperate to pee but it certainly got me thinking. ... Another sighting I had at work involving a customer happened a few months ago. A middle-aged woman stood pee-dancing at the checkout while she did her returns. I forgot exactly what she looked like but I think she had mid length blonde hair, glasses, and was heavyset. I remember her saying something along the lines of "Ooh I need the ladies room." or something like that, while she squeezed her legs together. And if I remember correctly, she had an empty large iced coffee cup in her hand, so I could only assume she finished drinking that in her car on the way to the store. Then at the end of the transaction, she asked where the bathroom was and took off. ... I also had a sighting involving a coworker over a year ago. She was tall, thin, and of Carribean descent, and she looked younger than she really was (probably around 40 or so). She had been at the register all day and started complaining that she really had to pee, right before a customer came up to her register with a really large return. I could see her crossing her legs, shifting her weight from side to side, and bending forward awkwardly at the waist while she did the transaction. After she gave the customer her reciept, she asks me to take over for her because she "has to go pee-pee right now or she'll explode" When she told me this, she did a little dance on the spot. Then, she half-ran half-shuffled, over to the elevator to go to the upstairs bathrooms, because apparently she thought the downstairs ones were too dirty. And when she came back, she said something along the lines of how she felt much better now. This one actually stuck in my mind, purely because of the cute little dance she was doing at the register and how vocal she was about her need. ... I have another co-worker who I'm surprised I haven't seen desperate yet, as she always complains she doesn't have time to go to the bathroom all day and the only time she gets to go is on her break. I think she must have a really strong bladder, as she is constantly drinking soda throughout the day, as well, so I'm surprised she's never been caught short as far as I know. ... I also had a male coworker tell me a story of being desperate at the register without anyone to cover for him. I don't remember too much of the actual story but he said he was alone at the desk and had a line of customers and he had to ask them to wait a few minutes so he could run to the men's room. (Which is frowned upon, as the desk isn't supposed to be left unattended) Normally, this guy is very stoic and professional, so he really must've been bursting if he had to take such a measure. He laughed it off as he told me the story and excused it by saying "If you have to pee, you have to pee." or something along those lines and made a face while imitating how he desperately excused himself from the desk. ... Oh, and there was another guy that I had a bit of a crush on who I got to see desperate one time when we worked together on Black Friday one year. He was around 20 years old, tall and slim and was of mixed heritage. Me and him were the only ones working together for the midnight shift, so coverage was pretty much nonexistent. Around 3 am, he says to me "Fuck, I really gotta piss and all the bathrooms were busy." He seemingly had to go pretty frequently anyways, and was always drinking a lot of water throughout the day, which had already piqued my curiousity prior to this, but knowing he'd possibly not have the oppurtunity to go this time really got my attention. He told me that the line to the men's room was out of control and that he didn't want to wait in it. He then said something like "This sucks! I don't know what I'm gonna do." And I saw a look of alarm written on his face that I hadn't seen before, so I knew this was serious. I searched for other signs and he appeared to be getting restless and fidgety. While part of me hoped he would have to stay in this situation a bit longer just so I could witness how cute he looked while desperate, a part of me felt bad for him and wanted to help. So I suggested that he try the employee bathrooms upstairs and that I didn't mind if he had to walk away for a few minutes more. He seemed really grateful that I said that, and came back looking refreshed and little flushed in the face about 10 mins later. ... If I think of any more stories or have any more sightings, I'll be sure to post updates
  24. View File Clean folded, wetting and thrown away Tykables unicorn diaper This movie is made by myself. You can see the complete line from clean folded, wetting, fully wet and thrown away. First some pictures from the diaper itself.. Then second pictures set front and rear worn. Third you get a sneak peak short movie from the diaper underneath my dress Forth some wetting Fifth a movie from the wet diaper outside and inside and rolling the diaper into a package Sixth the diaper is bagged in a special diaper garbage bag and thrown away with some Tena ultima in a special diaper container. Enjoy Submitter Dtaz Submitted 12/12/2021 Category Male  
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