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  1. I thought I'd write one more about just wetting and see if anyone likes it before I decide not to write anymore. ... Two very attractive girls of age 20 were having a sleepover one night. Tina had blonde hair, and was currently wearing fluffy, relatively tight-fitting pink onesie pajamas. She was very playful and energetic, and quite a prankster. Sally had brown hair, and was currently wearing fluffy blue pajama pants and shirt. She was a tomboy, but was very prone to jumpscares. In fact, on their last sleepover, a jumpscare during a movie had made her wet her shorts. She had laughed about this with Tina, indicating that she felt no shame in it. And this gave Tina an idea for a prank. After a night of fun, in which they both drank a lot of soda, they climbed into their beds, Tina in her bedroom and Sally in the spare room, and Sally went to sleep. Tina, however, stayed awake. She tiptoed past Sally's bedroom, and heard her soft snoring. Now that she knew Sally was asleep, it was time to enact her prank. She tiptoed into the kitchen, made a big pot of coffee, and drank the entire thing. She would need it to stay awake for this. Then, she walked over to her closet, opened it, and pulled out a werewolf mask. She put the mask on, tiptoed into the bathroom nearest to Sally's room, and climbed into the empty bathtub, laying down inside it. She wasn't sure whether Sally would wake up in the morning or in the middle of the night. But given how much she had drank, and that she had not used the bathroom before bed, Tina knew that when Sally did wake up, she would have to pee really badly. Surely she would enter this bathroom, and when she did, Tina intended to scare her into wetting herself. She knew from the movie jumpscare incident that Sally wouldn't mind, and would find it funny. About an hour later, Tina had to go to the bathroom. Not only had she drank as much as Sally tonight, but she also drank a full pot of coffee. She considered getting out of the tub to use the toilet. But she thought, what if Sally woke up and entered the bathroom now? Then her prank would be ruined. She'd just have to hold it. Another hour went by and Tina's need to pee grew more and more intense. She was fidgeting in the tub, hoping that she wasn't being loud enough to wake Sally and alert her to her prank. She had to pee really badly, and at this point, unless Sally came in sooner than was most likely, she didn't think she could hold it long enough. She considered her options. Getting out of the tub and using the toilet, again, was too risky in case Sally entered the bathroom. She could try to hold it, but she didn't think she'd make it. Or she could just wet herself. This didn't actually sound like a bad idea now that she thought about it. After all, her goal tonight was to make Sally wet herself too. So what harm would there be if they both had wet pajamas? She decided to hold it. She was sure it would end wet for her, but then she'd at least see how long she could hold it for and what a full blown loss of control would feel like. Just as she was thinking this, she leaked a little, dampening her underwear. She let out a little whimper, then put her hands over her mouth, hoping that she had not woken Sally. But Sally's snoring could still be heard. Every few minutes, Tina leaked some more. Her bladder was overflowing and she was having a harder time holding it. Furthermore, with each leak, her underwear was wetter, and soon her pajamas were a bit damp. The wetness made it harder for her to hold it. At this point, she was sure that if she tried to get up, she'd lose it and wet herself all the way. Her heart was beating fast with excitement at the fact that she was about to have a full blown wetting. She always thought this was funny whenever it came up in movies, but hadn't experienced it herself as far as she could remember. Now that it came down to it, she was sure she would really enjoy this. Soon she went from leaking every few minutes to dribbling in her panties, which were sopping wet by now, and the crotch and butt of her pajamas soon went from damp to wet. She fidgeted some more, and then, to see what would happen, she stopped moving. What use was fidgeting when she would definitely end up peeing herself all the way? There came a few leaks in succession, lasting a few seconds. She was able to stop peeing for about a second each time, but her pajamas were getting wetter and wetter. And then came a leak she couldn't stop. Despite her efforts, her stream just grew stronger, soaking the crotch and butt of her pajamas and forming a puddle under her, which flowed towards the drain. Tina was peeing her pajamas, and she couldn't stop it. Realizing this, she relaxed her holding muscles completely and peed harder, sighing of immense relief. A loud hissing noise could be heard, but not loud enough to wake Sally. As she peed, Tina noticed the warm, wet feeling, combined with the sense of relief as her overflowing bladder emptied itself, and she couldn't deny it felt amazing. She had a feeling this would not be the last time she wet herself, and she would definitely experiment with this in the future, and maybe get Sally to tickle her into wetting herself sometime. She giggled thinking about this. She was very ticklish and so she was looking forward to it. After a little over two minutes, Tina finally stopped peeing. She sighed of relief and felt the crotch and butt of her pajamas. They were soaking wet. She giggled quietly at the fact that she had just peed herself. Of course, if things went as intended, she wouldn't be the only one in wet pajamas, which would make it even better. She lay in her wet pajamas for hours. Sally stayed asleep for the night. Tina stayed awake, between the coffee and her excitement at both what had happened and what was yet to come. As her pajama pants were now merely damp, she had to pee again. This time, she just let it all out in her pajamas, sighing of relief and then giggling at the fact that she was deliberately peeing herself. At 7:00 in the morning, she heard Sally's alarm go off. ... Sally woke up to the sound of her alarm. She sat up, stretched her arms, and yawned. The first thing she noticed was that she had to pee really badly. This was to be expected, as she had drank a lot last night and not used the bathroom before bed. She would always stay in bed until the last minute, but her need to pee was so intense that if she waited much longer she'd have an accident. So she got out of bed and ran to the bathroom. She turned the light on, closed the door, and made her way towards the toilet. Immediately, a werewolf in pink pajamas sprung out of the tub and made a loud, almost roaring sound with her arms raised in clawing motions in front of her. Sally let out a high-pitched squeal, and immediately she wet her pajama pants. Once she was over the jumpscare, Sally could feel her pajama pants growing warm and wet. She tried to stop peeing, but it was no use, and a puddle grew where she stood. Tina removed her werewolf mask. "Gotchya!" she said. Sally laughed. "How long have you been in there?" "Since you fell asleep. I drank a big pot of coffee to stay awake. So it wasn't long before I had to go really badly, and I didn't make it either." She felt her wet pajamas with a big smile on her face. Sally noticed the wetness on Tina's pajamas for the first time. "Hehe, now we're both wet." Tina giggled. "It was actually really fun. How would you like to tickle me the first time I say I have to pee today?" "I'd love to." Sally finished peeing and sighed of relief. "And now I don't have to go to the bathroom anymore." "Me neither!" "We should wash up." "How would you like to take a bath in your pajamas?" "Hmmm... Sounds like fun!' So Tina and Sally took a bath in their wet pajamas, scrubbing each other with soap. They found this even more fun than wetting themselves. Once they were clean, they removed their pajamas, unabashedly exposing their underwear. Tina wore a pink bra and panties, and Sally wore a black bra and boyshort panties. They dried themselves off, and then put on their daytime outfits. For Tina, a white T-shirt and short, pink, skintight shorts. For Sally, a black T-shirt and short, tight jean shorts, the same pair she had peed in on their last sleepover. They had breakfast and coffee and sat on the couch watching one of their favorite movies. Tina was a bit tired from staying up so long, so she'd take a nap right after Sally left. But there was something she wanted to do first. Soon enough, Tina had to pee. "I have to go to the bathroom," she said, and she stood up and walked slowly towards the bathroom, hoping Sally would remember what she said. Sally smiled, walked up behind Tina, and tickled her sides. Tina started to laugh uncontrollably. "HAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAHA! I'M GONNA PEE! HAHAHAHA!" Sally just tickled harder, and Tina wet her shorts. Yellow waterfalls flowed down her legs and formed a puddle at her feet. Once she stopped peeing, Sally stopped tickling. "Looks like someone had a little accident," she said with a smile. Tina felt her wet shorts and giggled. She stayed in her wet shorts until Sally left, and then climbed into her bed to take her nap, without changing into anything dry.
  2. One time while my husband and I were on vacation (at the time he was still my boyfriend), we had gone to my grandparents house for a week. They had a really nice house in Florida, so we decided to stay with them while on vacation. We had gone with my dad and his wife so the house was full of my family. Due to this we slept on the couches upstairs. We didn't necessarily mind because after 9pm no one came upstairs. Well, they had this little secluded balcony on the second floor, that no one really used. It sat over the first floor deck but was tucked into the side of the house enough that only the outer half of the deck was visible. Multiple times throughout this vacation, my husband and I would go out at night and stand on the balcony. Once we made sure no one was out there smoking a cigarette or letting the dogs out, I would piss myself in whatever pants I had worn that day. My husband would get to stand back and just watch as I would try to slowly and as quietly as possible completely soak my pants. I think one time, my grandmother let her dogs out and we just had to stand there completely silent. Since it was nighttime you wouldn't be able to see anything in the balcony from the deck, which was good as I quietly stood there with pee stained pants. We had sex on that balcony quite a few times just looking out at the stars. Best vacation we've taken!
  3. Wow, it's been a while. Some years ago, I began the adventures of these two young ladies and their bladder mishaps, but I never completed them. At long last, that is what I am attempting to do. And so, without further ado: Chapter 1 - An Introduction Specific tags: one-piece swimsuit, messing Angelica was surprised by the request her mom casually made while pressing the button on her phone to end the call. Not shocked, but it was nonetheless unexpected for a couple of reasons. “That was Jeanne. She needs someone to babysit Lily on Saturday afternoon. Do you think you could do it?” These were the reasons: first, Angelica never considered herself to be much of babysitting material. She had no younger siblings and was often the youngest in whatever group she found herself in, and so had never really interacted with kids much. But none of that mattered for the second reason: Lily was far too old for it to be considered “babysitting” at all. She raised an eyebrow and moved her lips to the side in an expression of “huh?” while asking, “Lily’s in high school, isn’t she? Isn’t that a little old to be babysat?” Her mom let out a little sigh and clarified. “Yes, yes, not really babysitting…fine. But Jeanne and Derek will be out at the doctor’s for the afternoon, and they don’t want Lily to be all alone at home during that time. Can you do it?” Angelica’s expression turned more placid as she thought for half a second before answering, “Sure, why not.” But her eyebrows immediately furrowed again as she remembered something else. “Wait a minute. Isn’t she the one who pees her pants all the time?” Try as she might, she couldn’t suppress a little snicker as she asked it. Angelica’s mother’s face darkened as she fixed her daughter with one of her Looks. The tone of her answer matched her expression. “She has a sympathetic spastic bladder. Don’t laugh about it. Can you imagine if it was you who had that condition?” “Yeah, I guess so.” Angelica looked away, feeling a little guilty. “Okay then. I’ll text Jeanne and let her know your answer. I can drop you off there and then she’ll bring you back here once she’s back from her appointment.” Angelica’s mom turned and walked down the hallway, texting with one hand. ~*~*~*~*~ It was about a quarter after one on Saturday when Angelica and her mom started the forty-minute drive out to Lily’s house. The drive was mostly free of conversation, as Angelica idly passed the time on her phone, texting and Instagramming. It was more out of boredom than anything else, and she found her mind wandering. How did her mom know Mrs., uh….Jeanne? Now that she thought about it, she didn’t even know the family’s last name. Her mom met Jeanne through…the PTA? Was that it? Something like that. Angelica shifted in her seat and pushed a strand of brown hair behind her left ear. She had never been to Lily’s house before—in reality, the two barely knew each other. Her mom was friends with Lily’s mom, but the friendship didn’t extend to their daughters. But Lily’s family was pretty well off, from what she knew. They lived out in a rural location, but they had a neighborhood watch and an in-ground pool. Angelica wished she had put on her bathing suit under her T-shirt and faded jeans—it was great swimming weather, in the warm-but-not-too-hot mid-June, and what better way for two young girls to spend an afternoon together? Her mom interrupted into her thoughts to reiterate what she had already told Angelica before they left: “Now, remember, Ange, even though you’re doing a favor for them, you are still the Wellses’—” (aha! that was the name) “—guest. I want you to remember that. Be respectful of them and their home. Understood?” Angelica breathed in and raised her head a little, still looking at her phone. “Yeah, mom. You told me that before we left.” “Well, I want to make sure you understand it. This is your only chance to make a good first impression.” She gave her daughter a smile and turned her attention back to the road. A guest—that was probably the real reason why she hadn’t worn her bathing suit. She didn’t want to seem like she was disrespecting the Wellses by inviting herself to their pool—either to them or to her mom. Well. There would probably be other things she could find to do. The sun was making it hard to see her phone screen, so she turned off the screen and dropped it between her thighs, before leaning against the door and letting the light pour across her face. As they drove past miles and miles of woods, the sunlight flashed in and out through the trees like a strobe light. With her eyes closed, the pulsating was almost hypnotic, and her thoughts wandered again. So, Lily was maybe two or three years younger than she herself was. Was she into anything interesting? Angelica was almost done with Gone with the Wind and wondered about what kinds of books Lily liked…if any. Hopefully she wouldn’t want to spend the whole time just talking about boys. It might be fun for a little bit, but there’s only so long that kind of conversation could go on. And…then her thoughts went back to where they kept slipping back to: Lily’s issue with wetting her pants. She stifled a laugh again thinking about it. It just seemed so…ridiculous. That someone at her age wouldn’t just have an accident, but actually be accident prone. Sure, there was always the occasional middle schooler or even high schooler that would pee themselves on a class trip, or during a test…but those incidents were rare enough that they would become the thing of legend for a few weeks or so, drifting on the winds of school gossip. But an ongoing issue? That was crazy. Had she just never been potty trained properly? Angelica couldn’t even remember the last time she had had an accident. Well, other than the one time in middle school at the Davises’ house, but she didn’t want to think about that. What had her mom called it? “Sympathetic spastic bladder.” Sympathetic. Kind of like sympathetic vomiting? Or pain? So…did that mean that if someone else needed to pee, it made her need to pee too? That was the best she could figure. But that seemed pretty common. Doesn’t that kind of thing happen to most people? Lily’s condition must just be a lot more severe. It must be, if she actually had wetting accidents from it. Man, that must be crazy. Angelica tilted her head back and tried to imagine what that must be like: bladder twitching and contracting, shifting from leg to leg, squeezing your thighs together hard to keep the flood inside…but then feeling yourself lose control, and pee flow out of you, despite your best efforts, all across your crotch and down your legs…as if on cue, Angelica’s own bladder gave an involuntary twitch and she took a quick intake of breath. Thankfully, she didn’t need to pee right now, but oh my goodness. She couldn’t even imagine how mortifying that would be. Trying to take her mind off it, she picked up her phone again from between her legs and went back to distracting herself. She couldn’t stop herself from wondering if Lily would have any…issues…today, though. But she knew better than to bring it up when there. ~*~*~*~*~ The hatchback crunched to a stop on the gravel drive and shut off. Both Angelica and her mom stepped out, stretching and breathing in the air. All around were woods, and no traffic could be heard. The only sounds were the wind in the trees and the buzzing of cicadas and other insects. Mrs. Wells was already out the front door and coming up to meet them. “Tracy! Hi! So good to see you! Thank you for coming. And hello again, Angelica!” She gave each of them a hug when greeting them. Angelica had only met Mr. and Mrs. Wells once, but this sanguinity seemed to be standard behavior. She smiled back, “Hi. Thanks for having me over.” “Oh, it’s our pleasure. You’re really doing us a huge favor! We couldn’t find anyone else we trusted on such short notice.” She said this last part to Angelica’s mom, but it didn’t prevent a small swell of pride from rising up inside Angelica at being apparently being considered so valuable. “Here, come right this way. You can meet Lily.” Instead of leading them through the house, she walked over to the side and unlatched a small wrought-iron gate. “She’s in the pool in the back. Do you like to swim, Angelica? Did you happen to bring your bathing suit with you?” “Um, I do, but I didn’t bring it, no.” “Oh, that’s a shame. Maybe next time. Don’t worry, though, I’m sure there’s plenty for you to entertain yourself with.” They were at the backyard now, and Angelica could see the pool stretching out in the yard, its shiny blue surface looking absolutely tantalizing. At least she could put her feet in. Mrs. Wells called out, “Lily? The Carpenters are here. Come and say hello.” As they stepped out of the shade of the house and back into the sun, Angelica could see a very thin, shoulder-length blonde-haired girl raise her head out of the pool and then climb up the ladder and stand there dripping as she grabbed a SpongeBob towel and wrapped it around her black one-piece swimsuit. She was shorter than Angelica but also slenderer, but she was already sporting a healthy tan, unlike Angelica, who preferred to stay indoors more. When she spoke, Angelica noticed that she had her mother’s mouth and smile. “Hi. I’m Lily. Are you Angelica?” Angelica started to respond with a yes when Mrs. Wells cut in with a mildly chiding tone, “Now, Lily, what did I tell you? Be polite to our guest.” Lily blushed a little and revised, “Hello, Miss Angelica. Pleased to meet you.” Angelica couldn’t help but smile to herself as she realized that Lily’s mom probably made her daughter feel just as self-conscious about first impressions as her own mom. Lily started feeling less like a stranger to her and more like a potential friend. She stuck her hand out in her most mock-businesslike gesture and said in a playfully stern voice, “Pleased to make your acquaintance as well.” The two girls giggled as they shook hands a little too firmly, and Mrs. Wells laughed. “Well, look at you two! You’ll have a great time together. Derek and I will be back in a few hours. Make yourself at home here, Angelica. Have fun, and call us if you have any questions.” She turned off back to the path beside the house. From the other side, Angelica could hear the Wellses’ garage door opening and their car backing out. Angelica’s mom gave her a hug. “Have fun, sweetheart. Call me if you need anything.” She followed after Mrs. Wells with a parting wave. Angelica waved back, then turned back slowly, taking in all the details of the back yard. The house and yard were completely surrounded by woods, though there was still a privacy fence at the edge with a gate in the middle. That was at the far end of the yard, though, a good hundred feet away. Closer up there was a trampoline, then the pool, then the back patio which extended up to the back porch. There were two quad bikes parked close by the house, next to a couple of bushes. On the patio itself was an outdoor furniture set, with a glass-topped table in the center sporting a golf umbrella. On the table were an assortment of snacks, and an ice chest underneath boasted a bevy of soft drinks peeping their colorful heads out. “Wow…you’ve got a nice backyard…” Angelica led off tentatively. Lily gave a kind of half-hearted nod. “Yeah, it’s nice, I guess. I mean, yeah. Thanks.” “Must be kinda nice to have all this to yourself, huh?” “I guess. I mean, we’re kind of all alone out here. The nearest neighbor is like a mile away.” “Wow.” Angelica turned back toward the snack table. She hadn’t had much of a lunch and was both hungry and thirsty. “Oh, those are for you. Well, like, us. My mom wanted to make sure you felt appreciated.” Angelica looked up. “Just the two of us? Really? There’s enough here for like a whole party of people!” Lily shrugged. “Yup. That’s my mom.” She laughed a bit. “Seriously, though, have as much as you want. That’s why they’re there.” Angelica smiled on one side and looked back to the ice chest. Was there any ginger ale? Ginger ale was her favorite. Ah! There one was! She pulled it out, relishing the chilled surface of the aluminum and the drips of icy water down the sides. With a ksshhh she popped it open and took a sip, then coughed as the bubbles went into her nose. Lily sidled up next to the ice chest and popped open a Sprite. Angelica by now had found a bag of Chips Ahoy and began munching on them. Lily gulped down some Sprite and then asked, “So, Miss Angelica, do you like to swim?” Angelica finished washing down some cookie and suppressed a burp. “Yeah, I do, but I don’t have a swimsuit with me.” “Aw, that’s too bad. I love swimming. It’s like, literally my favorite thing to do during the summer. But it’s more fun with more people.” “Do you have any friends around?” “Haha, no one lives around. Not walking distance, at least. I really only see friends at school.” “Oh, that’s too bad.” Angelica tried to burp discreetly. Lily laughed. “What is it?” asked Angelica. Lily kept laughing. “That face you made! It was like, your eyes crossed.” She imitated it. “No they didn’t! I didn’t look like that!” Angelica protested good-naturedly. “You really did!” And then, most likely from laughing, Lily also burped, but much louder. This sent both girls into a fit of giggles. Angelica felt good. It seemed like the two of them might really click. ~*~*~*~*~ Almost two hours had passed. Angelica and Lily had chatted for a while, talking about Lily’s pets (an iguana and a guinea pig), historical fiction (Lily wasn’t as into reading but did like some historical movies), the vacation the Wells family would be taking soon to the Bahamas, and just whatever. They dangled their feet in the water for a while, eating snacks and drinking soda, before Lily wanted to go back to swimming, and so Angelica sat on the chaise lounge with another ginger ale after putting her shoes back on to keep her feet from getting sunburnt. Eventually conversation died down and Lily swam by herself while Angelica went back to her phone. Instagram was interrupted by a text from Jackie, a friend of hers from school. hey Ange Angelica tilted the screen away from the sun and squinted to better see past the glare. Holding the phone with two hands, she used her thumbs to reply. Hey Jackie Whats up? wyd the librarys doing a free movie want to come ? Cool, what time? And what movie in like fiften minutes Tangled I think Sorry, I can’t make it sounds fun though. ah you suckkkk haha Why cant u come tho My mom asked me to be with the Wells’ daughter while they’re out. whos that you know Lily? o yeah isnt she the one who pees her pants alot? Yeah, that’s her. Angelica looked up at Lily, who was currently lazily performing a backstroke. She felt a little weird about Lily’s condition being brought up, thinking that just a few hours ago, it was the main identifying feature she knew about Lily. Now to hear someone else express the same perspective after being able to spend some time getting to know Lily as a person was somewhat jarring. She had actually forgotten about Lily’s bladder until Jackie’s text, and she felt a pang of guilt in her gut when remembering her morbid fascination on the drive out, even half-hoping that she would see the effects. She also felt a pang of something else, a little lower in her body. Her phone then buzzed a “Low Battery” alert, which brought her back to the text conversation. wow that’s cray has she had to go pee a lot ? No, she seems normal. She’s nice. We’ve been getting to know each other. Does she like wear diapers or somthing? Angelica brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes and shifted in her seat. This talk about peeing was making her have to go herself. She tilted her head back to drain the last of the ginger ale from the can before putting it on the table next to her, noticing only then that it was her fourth overall. That was actually a lot of soda. No she doesn’t. Anyway, can we talk about something else? It’s making me have to pee. haha I feel u girl well, sorry u cant comeee Thanks. Have fun Her phone buzzed another “Low Battery” alert. She saw that there was only 2% left and thought she should probably put the phone away. Right after putting it in her pocket, though, another text came in. pee pee rivers waterfalls She laughed at Jackie’s antics, but not before feeling Jackie’s desired effect in a contraction in her bladder. She leaned forward in her seat and typed back. Jackie! Not funny. Lol But then her phone gave one final buzz as the screen went out. The battery had died. Angelica took the cue and stood up from the chaise lounge, stretching and feeling the sun on her skin again after being under the golf umbrella. Her bladder was beginning to hurt. She really should go and use the bathroom now. She stepped up the patio and onto the back porch. Taking hold of the handle of the sliding glass door, she pulled on it. The door wouldn’t move. It took her a moment to register what happened. Then she gave another tug, this time with both hands. Nothing. The door was locked. Having the prospect of relief be so close and then denied her sharply intensified her need to go. Her bladder suddenly contracted, and she gasped and had to bend over to keep from leaking. She stood there for a few seconds, hands on her thighs, trying to figure out what to do. She was now starting to get genuinely worried. It might be over another hour before the Wellses came back, and she didn’t know if she could wait that long. Unbidden, her thoughts from the car ride earlier started to drip—drift!—back into her head: the feeling of desperation, of holding back with all your strength only to lose control anyway, of the spreading warm wetness… Her bladder spasmed again and she had to quickly grab her crotch to keep from letting anything out. No! She couldn’t let herself think like that. Honestly, she had probably had to go this badly before, on car trips or whatever. She would be fine. Of course she would. But her stomach was now feeling full of butterflies and gave an ominous gurgle. Taking a deep breath, she turned back toward the pool and walked out onto the patio. “Lily?” she called out. Lily raised her head up and shifted from floating to treading water. “What is it, Miss Angelica?” Angelica hooked a thumb over her shoulder at the back door. “I need to use the bathroom, but I think the back door is locked.” She tried to keep her voice steady, but she could tell that it came out a little higher pitched than normal. The look that came over Lily’s face did not make Angelica feel any more at ease. It was clearly a look of concern, but had a flash of something more for a second…something almost like fear. She climbed out of the pool again, did a quick dry-off with her towel before wrapping it around herself, then came up the porch as well. Angelica was shifting her legs back and forth at this point, trying to look less urgent than she felt. The pool water dripping off Lily wasn’t helping at all. Lily grabbed the door handle and gave it a firm tug. Just as when Angelica tried it, it didn’t budge. She cupped her hands and peered through the glass for a few seconds, even though Angelica was sure that they both knew the house was empty. Angelica took the opportunity to rub her thighs up and down while Lily couldn’t see her. “Yeah, it’s locked. I guess Mom or Dad locked it accidentally before leaving.” She paused and scanned the back wall of the house. “Do you have to go pretty bad?” Angelica felt too self-conscious to answer honestly, and besides, wasn’t Lily’s condition sympathetic? She tried to downplay how she felt. “Uh, well, I need to go, but I’ll be okay.” She gave a weak smile, hoping to convince herself as well as Lily. “Okay.” Lily’s answer didn’t seem entirely genuine. After a few seconds of awkward silence, during which Angelica was finding it difficult to stand still, she decided to swallow her pride. “Do you know if there’s another way into the house? A side door…an open window?” She tried to say it in a way that would almost make it sound like a joke, but instead of laughing, Lily turned slowly toward Angelica with a pale expression. “So you do have to go pretty bad…huh?” Angelica noticed that Lily started to shift from one foot to the other. “I just…I need to…use the bathroom. Yeah. I do.” She admitted it in the hope that Lily would know a solution and she would be provided with relief. Instead, saying it out loud just made her need more intense, as if her psychological barriers were starting to wear thin. She started to bob up and down a little in spite of herself, and her stomach churned again. Without warning, a fart slipped out, thankfully unheard over the cicadas. Her hands involuntarily shot to her butt before she realized it and moved them back down to her sides, blushing. Lily swallowed and answered, “The windows are probably all latched shut to keep the A/C inside. The only other door is the front door…but it’s normally locked.” “Is there a spare key or something? Anything you can think of?” Her voice had an audible tremor at this point. Lily’s eyes brightened. “Oh good idea! I think so. I know we used to have one…let’s go try and find it.” She stepped off the porch and towards the side walkway with Angelica following. As soon as she reached the path, though, she suddenly drastically slowed her pace. The delay caused a spike of irritation to shoot through Angelica, perfectly in sync with a spike of pain through her lower abdomen. She clenched both her teeth and sphincter, then realized what made Lily slow down so much. She was still barefoot from the pool and the path was paved with gravel. It must have been painful and slow going for her. Pity made her regret her irritation, and she said, “I can go check, since you’re barefoot. Where did you keep the key?” “Thanks. Under the rock at the corner where the right side of the front path meets the porch.” She gestured with her hands to demonstrate. “Okay. And…see if you can find any way in back here.” “Okay, I’ll do that.” She turned back to the grass of the back yard. As soon as she was by herself, Angelica started walking faster. She was still keeping all her muscles rigid in an attempt to prevent any from accidentally relaxing. She was sure that if anyone saw her, it would be super obvious that she had to pee. Against her will, her thoughts began to wander. I can’t believe I have to pee this bad…this morning I couldn’t even remember what it felt like to pee this bad…is this what it feels like for Lily?...my bladder is gonna pop and my crotch is tingling… Gotta keep it in. Gotta keep it in. I can do this. Yes. I can do this. I’ll just go and get the key, and then sweet relief…to be able to let it all out… No! Can’t think of that. Gotta stay focused. She had to stop and cross her legs for a few seconds, doubling over as she did so. Her stomach gave another unwelcome rumbling. She felt like there was more gas, but didn’t want to risk trying to let any out. Of course I’ll make it. That’s what normal people do. They don’t pee themselves. I’m way too old to pee myself. I’ll be fine. Her walk relaxed slightly, letting her speed up some more. There, now. That was the way to do it. See, she’d be fine. Just fine. Her bladder was still twinging when she opened the wrought-iron gate and stepped onto the front lawn, but she ignored it. Relief was near. Soon, this would be nothing but a memory of a close call and everything would be okay, nothing to fear. Anticipation was sending needles through her bladder and she clenched harder as she came up to the spot Lily had described to her. There was the rock. Just…move it to the side…and… Nothing. She could feel her heartbeat quicken as her face blanched. This was her only hope of getting inside, and now it was gone. It was supposed to be there, but it was gone! Her bladder tightened and she could feel the tension go all the way into her thighs. Her brain reeled. Maybe the Wellses would be back early? But there was no way to know. Maybe they would know some other way in? But her phone died—how could she reach them? Maybe a neighbor’s house? But there was no one…the nearest neighbor was “like a mile away,” according to Lily. In one last burst of desperation, she scrambled around the front garden, overturning rocks, lifting pots, feeling through the soil, trying to find a key anywhere, anywhere at all. Her bladder was on fire. She dashed up to the front door—maybe it was unlocked? But no, tugging and pushing and slamming against the heavy oak yielded no hope of entry. She stumbled back, off the porch, sweat beading on her forehead, her eyes darting back and forth, hoping beyond hope for some cracked window, some miraculous entry. But she found nothing. The house loomed over her, imposing, resolute, unyielding. It felt like a black hole opened in her soul, draining out her resolve in a spectral pull of despair mingled with resignation. There was nothing left to do but give in…give in and… Her bladder spasmed again, and this time, her clenched sphincter muscles were not strong enough to stop it. A spurt of hot urine surged into her underwear, and at the same time, another fart burst out of her behind. She gasped loudly, wide-eyed, and jammed a hand into her crotch to keep any more from leaking out. Back yard. Now. Maybe Lily found a way in. She tried to move as quickly as possible down the path past the gate again, but found she had to keep her hand in her crotch, intermittently squeezing, which slowed her down considerably. At this point, she didn’t even care if Lily saw her like this. She just had to hold on. She had to. Somehow being in a secluded place on the side of the house caused her desperation to shoot up in sharper and stronger waves than before. She was moving as fast as she could, but kept having to stop to keep from losing control. Panic made her thoughts roil. I can’t wet myself I can’t wet myself I can’t wet myself oh crap oh crap I can’t believe this is happening to me Is this because I made fun of Lily But I didn’t really make fun of her I swear I can’t wet myself I’ve gotta hold on Can’t let go oh crap Can’t let go Can’t let go Despite holding herself, she felt another spurt leak out into her panties, which now felt hot and sticky against her private parts. She tried to control her breathing. She could still make it with minimal damage done. If only I’d brought my swimsuit I could just pee in the pool All nice and warm To just relax If only I could just relax and let go Let go Let go oh crap oh crap I can’t I can’t Mincing her way further, teeth clenched, tears began forming in her eyes. It would feel so good to just let go No! No I can’t! Yes just let go Just let go No! No! No! Yes! Yes! Yes! She spurted again. Then again, this time a little longer. The whole time, she was passing gas in little bursts as well. She was almost to the end of the walkway, but she could feel her hand getting warm and damp. She jammed her other hand into her crotch as well, holding on for all she was worth with both hands. She rounded the corner at last, head down, eyes wide, breathing heavy, heart racing. She knew there would definitely be a wet spot in her crotch, but she didn’t know how bad. Right now she just had to keep it from getting any worse. She could hear Lily come running up, but it seemed distant, like in a dream. Just like in a horror movie, when the bandages are sloooowly peeled away to reveal the villain’s disfigurement, she gingerly lifted her hands away from her crotch. Her legs were bent inward, knees together and shaking, and she could feel her face go white as she saw the damage. Her jeans were clearly wet and dark all around her crotch, in an area about the size of a dessert plate. The wetness went slightly further down her right thigh, and the fabric was glistening at the center of her crotch. It was, all in all, very obvious that she had had a pee accident. Her breath caught and her heart was jackhammering in her skull. As if from far away, she could hear Lily’s voice— “Miss Angelica? I couldn’t find any way in back here. Did you find the key?” That was the last straw. With a groan, Angelica felt all her willpower and muscles give way at once. She sank to her knees as the floodgates opened, with no stopping them now. It was like a faucet had been turned on in her pants. She watched, as if in a trance, as the wet spot rapidly darkened and grew shiny, then spread voraciously across her crotch and down her thighs. She just kept breathing in and out, in and out, powerless to do anything but watch. She could feel the wetness spread to her butt and then pour out in a stream directly onto the patio. Two puddles formed, one at each knee, and then they merged and were supplemented by the bigger puddle forming under her rear. She could hear the sharp hssssss as she emptied her bladder, combined with the splashing of the urine underneath her. The waves of desperation gave way to ecstasy as relief finally came, but it was darkened by the heavy overshadowing sense of extreme embarrassment and shame of having actually wet her pants. Here she was, just a few hours ago unable to conceive of how anyone could lose bladder control and have an accident, and now she was experiencing just that. The tears that had formed in her eyes overflowed, and her heavy breathing shifted into soft sobs at her plight. She continued going to the bathroom in her pants for over half a minute before the flow finally tapered off. For what seemed like a small eternity, there was silence. Even the cicadas had died down. The only sounds that could be heard were the quiet sniffles of Angelica as she wiped the tears from her reddened cheeks and the muffled drip…drip…drip of the last of her urine from her pants. Now that she was actually done, the wetness was starting to feel very cold. Her head still down, Angelica couldn’t see Lily’s reaction. Eventually, Lily broke the silence. “Miss Angelica?” Her voice sounded like she was going to be sick. “Miss Angelica, I—” Then she made a kind of choking sound and was silent. The next thing Angelica heard was a spattering, splashing sound. But she had finished peeing—what could that be? And it was coming from in front of her… She raised her head to meet Lily’s eyes, but her gaze only got halfway. It stopped on Lily’s feet, where Angelica could see a yellow puddle growing. Her eyes were drawn upwards, where she could see urine pouring out of the crotch of Lily’s black swimsuit, splashing in streams between her thighs, and coursing in rivulets down each of her legs. She watched, transfixed, for several seconds, then looked up at Lily’s face. Lily stood there open-mouthed, pale, and speechless. Her arms were rigid at her sides, and she seemed completely unable to make any effort to stop Nature’s course whatsoever. Angelica watched as Lily also emptied her bladder into her clothes, and felt her own body give way once more. She felt her panties rewarm as one final jet of urine came out, but then her intestines rumbled. She gasped again and leaned forward, grabbing her butt, but not before she lost control and felt, one, two, three, four, five small pieces of poop pop out unbidden into her underwear. She could feel the wetness pull away from her skin as her underwear now sagged down from the seat of her pants due to the extra weight. Lily was still pale, but seemed to have finished peeing. She spoke, her voice hoarse, but with a new element of shock in her tone. “Miss Angelica, did you just…?” Angelica tried to lean back on her knees again, but her legs were too shaky. Instead, she lost her balance and fell with a splish on her butt in her own pee puddle, wincing as the poop in her panties was unceremoniously squished across her bottom. She couldn’t speak. She was in too much shock. Instead she just sat there and covered her face with her hands, trying to pretend this had all been a bad dream. ~Aftermath~ After gaining her composure, Angelica stiffly told Lily to clean up herself in the pool and the puddles with her towel, which would then also be washed off in the pool. At least swimsuits were designed to get wet. She on the other hand walked gingerly to the gate in the privacy fence, opened it, walked about fifty feet into the woods on the other side, and then, once she made sure no one was around, took off her shoes and socks and peeled off her jeans. Gosh, she was so stupid. She could have just peed in the woods when she had the chance. Trying to keep as much of her mess contained as possible, she pulled down her panties and made a face of disgust at herself. She then threw the panties into the underbrush and pulled her jeans back on, wincing at the roughness of the denim. She then walked back into the back yard, carrying her shoes and socks, pulled her phone out of her pocket, and then jumped in the pool. At Lily’s expression of surprise, all Angelica had to do was give her a stern look for her to understand: this way, her parents would never have to know what happened. The remainder of the afternoon was spent in awkward silence. Lily sat next to the pool (she didn’t trust how clean the water was anymore) and Angelica on the chair. She didn’t touch any more soda. Lily’s parents ended up arriving about forty minutes later, and Angelica had a strange kind of feeling of vindication when realizing that she really would not have been able to wait until they arrived. When they asked about why she was all wet, Angelica made up a story about goofing around near the pool and accidentally falling in. She kept all other answers to questions about the afternoon short, but with enough affected pep as to avoid suspicion. She made sure to say nothing about the locked back door, knowing that it would likely raise further questions—notably about where all the soda they drank went. Once Mrs. Wells dropped her off at her home, Angelica gave the same kinds of answers to her mom, determined to make sure that no one else ever found out about what happened. One week later, however, Lily was walking home from the bus stop. She and some friends had just gotten back from watching a movie and parted ways. The bus stop was nearly a mile walk from her house, but it was shorter to cut through the woods and come in through the back yard. Lily was walking quickly, already needing to use the bathroom. She remembered all too well the incident the previous week, and that the only reason her parents hadn’t found out what happened was because of Angelica’s resourcefulness. She was almost to the gate to her back yard when she was distracted by a loud buzzing off to the left. Curious, she looked that direction, then stepped carefully into the underbrush. The source of the buzzing was a swarm of flies, all acutely interested in something obscured by the leaves. As she drew nearer, a nasty smell hit her and she wrinkled her face and pinched her nose. She knew what it was. Ever since that incident, she had wondered how Angelica had cleaned up her poop accident. Now she knew. But she couldn’t stop herself. It was like a train wreck; she had to see. She haltingly drew back the plants with one hand and looked down. There, stiff and wrinkled from drying out in the open air, were a pair of pink bikini-cut panties, with a sickly brown load of poop completely covering the seat. Lily could feel herself losing control. It always felt the same way. The same sensation of being a stranger in your own body, of psychological resolve dissipating. She ran through the gate and across the yard, her breathing ragged, with one hand in her crotch in a vain attempt to stop the flow. As she sped across the grass, the wet spot gradually spread out on either side of her hand and down one leg of her jean shorts. She reached the back door and translated her momentum into forcefully sliding the door open, but she was jarringly stopped short by the fact that the door was locked. Again. She banged on the door with her free hand, yelling for someone inside to hear her, her other hand getting wetter and wetter as she continued leaking, urine now dripping from the cuff of her left leg and trickling down her thigh. She remembered what had happened the previous week and Angelica’s plight, including what ended up happening to her, as a new pressure built up in her abdomen. It was unfortunate, but apparently inevitable, then, that Lily’s mom came to the door a minute later and found her daughter red-faced and sobbing, a puddle under her soaked tennis shoes and a load in her shorts.
  4. Been holding since about 1 pm and it’s 10:21 here now. Looking to hold as long as I can and hold again tomorrow. Anyone have any challenges for me?
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    Held for what seemed an eternity and ended up making a large puddle. Enjoy
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  6. Bathroom floor and pajama pants View File Held for what seemed an eternity and ended up making a large puddle. Enjoy Submitter JR0C Submitted 02/25/2024 Category Male  
  7. View File Emo Pajamas Girl wearing a pajama top and panties teases and pees Submitter Daddy-Mikasa Submitted 02/23/2024 Category Female  
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    Girl wearing a pajama top and panties teases and pees
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    Some videos depicting urinary urgency and urge incontinence I've gathered from social media... They are from TikTok and ThisVid, all public, so I hope I'm not breaking rules? That greenscreen one, she might genuinely have a bladder issue...
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  10. I have plans to create a telegram group to share something about omorashi specifically Indonesia (photos, videos, true stories). If you are interested, I will create a telegram group. Sorry for bad English. Sorry for posting here
  11. I love when female's of all kinds desperately need to pee and do everything they can and try so hard to hold it back but just can't manage to. Public ones especially when they are trying so hard to blend or control their stream wearing diapers or even just padded like the legendary bella maries bitch's videos if anybody knows of a similar content creator can you please help i was very sad to see that i can no longer find any bella videos but any similar ones to padded and desperate where she keeps peeing little bits untill she cant hold it any longer and ends up leaking in her cute pink leggings or the one where she keeps peeing in her panties and pants in every bathroom stall she comes across thanks for taking the tine to read please post your favourite public desperation accidents bonus point if they are wearing a diaper under their pants or shorts and start to leak. This one i absolutely love Full Bladder Pee Desperation, Diapermess - Videosection.com_Original.mp4
  12. Hello, I had wanted to poop my pants for I while. First of all, i am going to explain my situation, Ilive with my parents but i am over age, my mom does the laundry always and i am not to many time with home alone. Does anyone knows a way to poop my pants without being discovered by them? Thanks
  13. Hello, i'm new here, my name is lambig and i'm a french guy. Ipeed my bed tonight, is there any bedwetters here ? Have a nice day 😘
  14. View File Real Accidents and Desperation from social media Some videos depicting urinary urgency and urge incontinence I've gathered from social media... They are from TikTok and ThisVid, all public, so I hope I'm not breaking rules? That greenscreen one, she might genuinely have a bladder issue... Submitter cute_Bladder62 Submitted 02/21/2024 Category Female  
  15. AO3 Summary: After Boscha discovers that Willow used to be a bed wetter, Amity makes a bold agreement with Boscha to ensure that she will never be able to tell anyone about such an embarrassing tale. Chapter 1: A Trip Down Memory Lane "Hecate," Azura began, "I doth wisheth to aid thee with thine predicament, but I cannot offer it if thou refuseth all of mine queries of it." Luz looked over at Amity and realized that she's been awfully silent ever since they arrived at her hideout in the library after school today. Luz put the book down. "Hey Amity, are you alright?" Luz asked. Amity sighed. "No," she replied. "Do you wanna talk about it? I won't judge," Luz added. "...It's Boscha," Amity responded. "*GASP* What did she do to you?!" Luz demanded, while putting her fists up, demonstrating that she was ready to fight Boscha for hurting Amity. Luz has been bullied countless of times in school back on Earth, so she's learned to just shrug it off and ignore bullies. But she couldn't bare the thought of one of her new friends getting bullied and was ready to step in and show Boscha that she wouldn't let her mess with her friends. Amity laughed. Lately, Luz's dramatic gestures were very endearing to her. Amity replied, "It's complicated, and a long story..." She grabbed Luz's arm to lower them to signal that it was ok to let her guard down now. She patted the beanbag next to her, motioning for Luz to sit beside her. Then, Amity said, "It started in Photo Memory class today..." --- Earlier today --- Amity wasn't looking forward to this class. After all, it was just yesterday that she almost burned all of Willow's memories and required Luz's help to fix the damage. On top of all that, she really didn't want Boscha of all people to learn about her crush on- "Oh hey, what do we have here?" Boscha asked, as she pulled out a picture from Amity's ear. "This better be some pipping hot tea, I'm tired of seeing pictures of your boring family life." Boscha added. The picture developed shortly after and it depicted a younger Amity giving a young, crying Willow some fresh new clothes after she wet the bed. Boscha couldn't contain her laughter and exclaimed, "No way, Willow was a bedw-" Amity slapped her hand onto Boscha's mouth to cover it. She gave her a stern look and whispered, "Not another word while we're in class." Boscha rolled her eyes and stated, "You're getting soft Blight." Then, Boscha raised her hand and said, "Ms. Teacher, Amity and I are experiencing some bad cramps, can we go to the bathroom?" The teacher rolled her eyes at what was clearly a lie. Boscha didn't even try acting like she had cramps this time. But it's much easier to say yes to Boscha than it was to argue with her and also her parents later. So the teacher just handed the two girls a hall pass. "Just don't disappear for the rest of class like last time," the teacher responded. Boscha motioned for Amity to follow and Amity knew that she didn't have much of a choice if she still wanted to have some control over the information that Boscha now possessed about Willow, so she followed her to the bathroom. Once they were in the privacy of the girls' bathroom, Boscha started laughing again. "I can't believe Willow was a bedwetter," Boscha said. "Amity, you know I have to tell everyone now." Amity remembered the promise she made to Willow yesterday. She was finally no longer on bad terms with her, so she couldn't let Boscha ruin this rekindling friendship for her. Not to mention the possibility of losing Luz as a friend if she allowed Boscha to bully one of her best friends to this degree. "No you don't. Why do you pick on Willow so much anyways!?" Amity asked with her arms crossed. "Because she's half a witch and needs to know her place. She's not even strong enough to control her bladder." Boscha stated. "That happened when we were 7. It's not like you didn't have any potty training problems when you were younger." Amity replied. "Of course I didn't, potty problems only affect plebs like Willow." Boscha stated. Amity was at her wits end. She knew that reasoning with Boscha wouldn't work, but it was always the first thing she tried. "Fine, what will it take for you to forget that you ever saw the photo?" Amity asked. "Hmm, maybe if you're able to hold the pee that Willow couldn't, I'd be willing to forget it." Boscha replied with a smirk. "What do you mean by that...?" Amity asked. "Hold your pee for 24 hours, while drinking a regular intake of fluids the entire time. If you're able to get through that without an embarrassing accident, then I won't embarrass Willow." Boscha replied. "That is such a strange request Boscha, why are you doing this?" Amity asked. "Because, I want to be entertained. And if you're gonna deny me the pleasure of embarrassing Willow, then I want a chance at embarrassing you, 'Ms. softie'." Boscha replied with finger quotes. "Sigh, why are you like this Boscha?! Ugh, fine, if it'll stop you from picking on Willow, then I'll do it." Amity begrudgingly replied. --- Back to the library in the present --- "... so, the last time I peed was 2pm today, and before we left school for the day, Boscha made sure I drank a full bottle of water before letting me leave to come to the library." Amity explained. "Oh, that's why I couldn't find you after school today," Luz said. Lately, Luz had been looking forward to Tuesdays after school each week cause it was when the Azura Book Club met up at the library. Even though there were only 2 members at the moment, herself and Amity, she enjoyed their weekly walks and hangouts at the library together. "I can't let Boscha pick on Willow again, not after the promise I made to her yesterday," Amity stated. "Amity, it's nice that you're doing this for Willow, but how do you even know if Boscha will even uphold her end of the deal?" Luz asked. "Because, we shook over an Everlasting Oath." Amity replied. END OF CHAPTER A/N: This work was inspired by "All Day" by Satyr: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/56356-all-day/. I highly recommend checking it out, it's such a great fic! Though it is quite long. Normally, my stories get to the point very quickly. I've decided to make this one a slow burn (to follow a similar format as the one that inspired this one), so you're gonna have to be a bit patient with this story, but I promise that it gets really good. I will be uploading one chapter per week around the same time each week. If you aren't patient and want early access to next week's chapter, there's good news, you can support me on Ko-Fi and get 1 week early access to this series as it comes out! (https://ko-fi.com/goldenguard) Remember to follow this post to receive notifications whenever I post a new chapter! More Notes: There are so many tags that apply to this fic as a whole, but I don't wanna spoil future chapters, so imma purposefully exclude some tags for now... In fact, some of the tags I already used kinda spoil some events in future chapters, but I'll keep them in as "teaser tags". I know some people really enjoy reading bed wetting fics. But I personally don't think I'm good at writing them (mostly cause I don't feel the same level of enjoyment reading a bed wetting fic as I do a pee desperation fic). So I just wanted to put this disclaimer that bed wetting is not the focus of this fic, so don't expect too much about it. Sorry to disappoint. "All Day" by Satyr is my favourite omo fic of all time. Funny enough, that fic in itself was inspired by another series that came before it called "The All Day Girls" by Paul Tester, which was a story that didn't appeal to me as much. I can no longer find it on the web though. After my first few Lumity fics started getting hits, I decided I wanted to do a Lumity version of "All Day" (the Satyr version). This project has taken me about a year and a half to create, the earliest timestamp I can find for when I started this project is Jun 8, 2022 lol. At first, I wanted to publish this as a long one-shot fic, but then it got so long that even I found it hard to read the whole thing in one sitting. So I decided to break it into more manageable chapters.
  16. I apologize in advance about my somewhat odd storytelling format. I’m not always the best at writing and I often find myself just kind of dumping thoughts straight from my mind directly into writing. I’m just doing my best to portray this all as I felt it so bear with me here 😂 As I’m laying here this morning after my shower, browsing the site and reading some amazing stories I’d been feeling a growing need to pee since I got out of the shower. The thought of wetting the bed in my new sweats had crossed my mind earlier since I did plan on washing my bedding today anyways but being all fresh and clean I couldn’t help but think how wrong it would feel to do that. Initially I thought I could compromise with getting into a diaper for the day instead but needless to say either option feels just as wrong to be inevitably wetting myself fresh out of the shower so naturally I just laid here and kept on reading. I figured I’d just kind of ponder it for a few minutes. My urge to pee of course, growing stronger and stronger by the minute. After about 20 minutes I was really feeling the pressure and starting to get a bit uncomfortable. I found myself wiggling my toes constantly to distract myself from the growing pressure. As I continued to read story after story about desperation and wetting I couldn’t help but think how good it would feel to just let go right here on the spot in bed in these nice thick, soft, cozy sweatpants. I kept thinking about how it would look to see the dark spot grow across the light grey fabric and to hear the loud hissing of my pee drenching my pants. At that point I just couldn’t resist anymore so I said screw it, grabbed my phone, hit record and just let go and honestly..... it was everything I had imagined and then some! The warmth, the hissy sloshy noises, the way the wetness spread. It was sooooo good 😊. As wrong as it felt to do this right after my morning shower, I can’t help but think to myself as I lay here in my soaked pants and bed..... gosh, that was fun 😁 FullSizeRender.mov
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  18. Hi all, I’m Alex62 and I’m trying this out!! It will only be with males. It might not come out good but I will try. I also might not keep up with this if it’s not going well so we just will have to see. This Interactvity will have a story to go with someone and at the end of each story will be choices you can choose from. After I receive a certain amount of replies I will add up the % of each choice and put the choices to a random draw based on there %. Let’s see how this goes! Who would like to do this with me?? Who should I start with?? Robin: a slim skinny 22 year old. Wearing red briefs and black skinny jeans. Robin has short black hair and blue eyes. Robin is a quite person who keeps to himself. He’s out with friends doing tons of fun stuff. Will he make it? Jack- a average 19 year old who’s kinda know to cause trouble. Wearing blue jeans and white boxers hes found a way to get after school detention. Will he make it? AJ- a heavy 21 year old who home alone playing video games. Wearing gray gym short and white briefs, keeps playing Call of Duty online with his friends. Will he make it? Leave a comment if you’re interested in this and which guy you will like to start with.
  19. This is using characters from another favourite game of mine called Life is strange! A telltale game about a girl who can reverse time! Feel free to search more for context Oh and uhh, definite smut warning for this one lmao, right after the line "a smirk spread across her face." Max opened her dorm room with one hand, the other in her crotch, wearing nothing but a vest top and pjama shorts. Courtney and Taylor waited on either side of the corridor, watching Max lean over in desperation, leaning against the wall with a leg propped up. Their smirks said everything. "Need a pee, Maxine?" Courtney giggled, tilting her head to the side and faux pouting at Max's crotch holding and bouncing. "Looks like she's gonna BURST." Taylor called, cackling along. Max rolled her eyes and carried on waddling past them with her hand shoved between her legs. As she reached the girl's dorm bathroom, Max realised the girls weren't cackling for fun. Their queen bee, Victoria, was leaning against the door on the other side, stopping Max's release. In response, she freed a hand from her crossed legs, banging on the door. "I swear to god, Victoria, I'm gonna pee on the floor if you don't let me in!" Max cried, bouncing up and down with a contorted face. With her hand still banging on the door, Max hung her head down in embarrassment as she realised her release was far away. "Guess that's your problem then." More giggles from her possé in the corridor. Max's potty dance turned into a pretzeled, contorted mess, with her legs wrapping around each other and a hand gripping her pulsating pussy, her piss begging for a release. Once she realised she wasn't getting in, Max ran back down the corridor with her hands practically attached to her vagina, a lot of urgency in her step. "Don't wet your panties, big girl!" Taylor cooed, her and Courtney pouting and mock crying. Max ignored them again, opening her dorm door and slamming it behind her. She moaned aloud before sliding onto the floor, her knees brought up to her chin. She kicked her feet, rapidly before rubbing her thighs together and twisting around on the floor with her hands squeezing her puffy pussy lips. "Ugggh, fuck those bitches." Max swung her head back, resting it against the door. "How the hell am I meant to hold my piss for- O-oh my god!" Before she could finish her sentence, a few drops escaped her pee hole, creating no damage to her pjama shorts but a little bit of wetness in her panties. After Max maintained her pee, she stood up and paced her room, one hand brushing through her recently cut bob and the other stuffed between her rubbing thighs. As thoughts clouded her mind, Max realised her only plan was getting her...friend, Warren, to bring her something to pee in. With much urgency, she swiped her flip phone from her desk, flipping it open and punching in a demanding text. From Max, To Warren: Hey! Uhh...okay so Victoria and her circus have locked me out of the bathroom and I really need to pee! Can you please bring me something to piss in? I got nothing 😛 From Warren, To Max: Oh uh yeah! If my science is correct, a young lady like yourself shouldn't be holding anymore pee than what my tupperware could hold! Omw 😉 Max sighed in relief, her scientific toy boy was always on the other side of campus with her release. As she waited with anticipation, her desperation only grew to high levels, resulting in her only being able to move on the spot she was standing. She bounced on the spot with her hands clawing at her quivering pussy, her face squeezed into an unrecognisable expression. After so many minutes, Max could feel her piss dripping into her panties, about to burst into a full stream, but a knock on her door only meant release! "H-hey Max! I got the tupperware for your...um...lunch!" Warren called out from the other side of the door. "J-just let yourself in!" Max responded, a little quieter out of urgency for her predicament. Warren walked in, not expecting the sight infront of him. He dropped the tupperware in surprise, his jaw dropping and a blush spreading across his face. He could feel his hard on growing. "Oh um...d-do you want me to-" "JUST- come over, please? I...can't move." Max whined, bending over and holding herself with much force. Warren understood the assignment and instantly picked up the tupperware, ripping off the lid and discarding it to one side. He held it out to Max with a tight smile on his face. "Can you...pull down my..." "O-oh!" Warren's face grew hotter at the minute, realising he would have to see his crushes vulva. "Okay. S-sure!" As he slowly walked over, observing Max's contorted body, he pulled her upwards by her elbows, leaning her into him. She sniffled, crying slightly from the pain. Warren removed Max's tight grip from her pulsating pussy and slowly pulled down her panties. With no warning, Max's stream began before the tupperware was beneath her, making Warren rapidly hold it beneath her. Max leaned back into Warren's skinny frame, moaning loudly for everyone in the dorms to hear, so distracted from the relief that she couldn't even feel Warren's full hard on against her back. The stream lasted a whole minute, filling the rectangular, clear, plastic tupperware to the brim. With care, Warren clipped the lid back onto the top of the tupperware before setting it on Max's bedside table, his eyes laid on her pulsating pussy. "Thanks. I really needed that." Max laughed, although it stopped when she noticed the hard on in Warren's grey joggers, a smirk spread across her face. "U-uh I should go...I might get cau-" Before Warren could finish his sentence, Max placed her hand on Warren's clothed hard on, massaging it slowly. She remained eye contact with him until they started to strip their clothes, throwing them onto the floor with urgency. Max climbed onto of Warren, grinding her already wet pussy against his average sized member. They moaned quietly, eyes closed and breath hitching. Warren placed his hands on Max's hips as she lowered her vagina onto his now protected cock, sliding it into her with care. As she felt the discomfort turn into pleasure, she began to slowly rock her hips back and forth, feeling his cock inside of her. Warren leaned his head back into the pillows behind him, smiling with his eyes wired shut as quiet moans left his mouth. Max began moving quicker, her hips moving in circular motion a few times before she bounced on his cock then repeating the cycle. Warren sat up, kissing Max on her soft, thin lips, his hands still on her hips. He began thrusting his hips, his cock sliding in and out of Max's now soaked pussy. Max swung her head back, her arms wrapped around Warren's neck, grinding her clit against her lower stomach. As the two felt their climaxes build, Warren swung Max around, pinning her down to the bed and thrusting even quicker. Their moans became even louder, their breathing became heavier. Before they let out anymore moans, they reached climax, Warren collapsing on top of Max with heavy breathing. "I-I gotta say, I kinda don't hate Victoria anymore." Max giggled, Warren following along before kissing Max on the forehead and falling asleep in her bed with her. 😉 Hope y'all enjoyed!
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    Note: This game is in alpha, meaning that the file will be updated frequently with new content, changes, and bugfixes. You may wish to follow the file so that you can be notified when it updates! (See also: this thread) There are tons of ABDL games out there which put the player into the role of a high schooler/child. Others see you start the game as an adult and regress into a child, while interacting with other "children" who have suffered the same fate. But what about those of us who are into desperation and diapers, but would prefer to remain an adult? What about those of us who want to engage in sexual content without involving minors, fictional or otherwise? Enter PANTS' Labyrinth. (With sincere apologies to Guillermo del Toro) This is a text-based adventure game which begins with your eventful entry to Penny's Adult Nursery / Training School. Accompanied by Penny, the labyrinth's eponymous caretaker, you, the player, will journey through a labyrinth filled with dungeons, dragons, ...and diapers. Will you be able to escape, or will you stay here forever? Note: Initially, this was intended to be a version of Sunny Paws Day Care without age regression, built from scratch. As a result, the first two areas are very similar to the first two areas of Sunny Paws Day Care (which I modded back in 2021- go play it, you’ll see my name). However, I reached out to the original authors, and both gave permission to use any/all assets. If you're a fan of SPDC, you'll like both the familiar aspects and the novel ones. "How do I play?" This game requires Quest 5 to play. You can download it here. Current/Planned Features Seven different areas to explore, each littered with useful items and interesting interactives (5 completed so far) Eight+ different NPCs to befriend, each with their own design, dialogue, and one or more wetting/mess and/or sex scenes (which you have the option to opt out of based on kink preferences) (7 completed so far) Character art for every NPC- commissioned from artists across the NSFW community (5 completed so far) Inclusive gameplay - During character creation, you will enter your character's name, select their gender (Male/Female/Nonbinary), and select your genitals (to accommodate all players out there) (Completed) Realistic stats - Manage bodily needs, diaper attraction, continence, and even arousal while traversing the labyrinth. Wetting/messing erodes your continence, and your environment will If you run out of food, Penny can magic some up for you- but you may not like what it does... (Completed) Random encounters with over 20 different enemies, each with its own unique (3+) moveset, loss scene, and submit scene (16 so far!) Over 40 different pieces of equipment, including clothing, weapons, and 6 types of underclothes (30 completed so far, as well as all 6 types of underclothes) Over 100 different wetting/messing scenes, which consist of both text and (short) wetting/messing gifs, with different gifs (and scenes) for underwear, pull ups and diapers. Read the Changelog to see what's in the most recent version. Changelog This game is in alpha, meaning it will very likely have bugs which impact your enjoyment of the game. If you'd like to help me fix those bugs, please report them in this thread, preferably with screenshots attached. Thanks a ton! I hope you enjoy the game! (Upvote pls?) Last note: This game will always, always, always be available free of charge to everyone. However, all commissioned art is paid for out of my own pocket. So if you enjoy the game, or just want to throw a buck or two to the artist community (since all but two character artworks were commissions paid for by me), my Ko-Fi "tip jar" can be found here.
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  21. hii:) it is currently 11 PM and I’ve started prepping for an all day hold tomorrow, and I’m hoping that some of you are down to help me be a good girl and hold it tomorrow.. i’ve been staying very well hydrated all day, and I began rapid desperation protocol before bed, I’m going to try to fall asleep with a full bladder and wet myself overnight, then continue with a full day of holding tomorrow with an already weakened bladder. i’m already so desperate and playing with myself to hold it… I’d love if anyone wants to tagalong and follow my wet journey.
  22. (sorry for bad english, isnt my first language) Sooo, you know when its late at night, and and you have to go pee, but the corridor to bathroom is really dark and you gat thoes scary images in your mind, so you dont go. this is a situation i am currently finding myself in, acctually. you keep holding it through the night, eventually getting to the point where you cant sleep because of it, and id you did, you’d wet the bed for sure, so youre just laying in bed, unbelievably despirate but too scared to go to the bathroom. this has a few outcomes, you either sleep, but wet the bed you sleep and wake up unbelievably despirate, continuing the story in all sorta of directions you wet there, and have to either get up to change the sheets, or are you too scared? you lay in your mess or you run to the bathroom through the dark, maybe you see something and wet bedfore tou get into the bathroom from fear, a pile of clothes you thought was a monster, you knoww. idrk if this can go anywhere but just thinking.
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