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  1. View File Hiss Wetting my boxer briefs after holding for 3 hours These boxer briefs are too small and I've been meaning to toss em for a while so I decided to send em out with a long hold and wetting. It felt fantastic! Sorry about the video quality but the sound quality is alright. Submitter P.C. Pietaster Submitted 03/09/2019 Category Peeing  
  2. I've never seen this one before. The lifting of the leg/shaking of the foot at the 19 second mark is great. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c76c79f21c1a
  3. Dimwitrolo

    female Scarlett's locked out

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Looks like there's somebody already in there. Better get the mop...
  4. The preceding events as masterfully illustrated by livinginfinite who can be found here https://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=2453086 “G...gears this far west?” she asked with an uncharacteristic quiver in her gravely voice. The pink haired swordswoman trembled at the thought. Her thighs trembled and a gush of liquid warmth soaked into her wrappings. She squeezed her muscles as best she could and quivered; urine dribbled down her thighs. The sensation of liquid running down her thigh tapered off as she managed to regain control of her bladder. For the one armed woman there was nothing more terrifying that a gear. They were the reason she’d lost her arm… and one of her eyes as well. She could still remember finding out Sol was a gear, losing control of her bowels. The sensation of her own solid waste uncontrollably starting to fill her tight wraps. It was something she was humiliatingly all too familiar with. The foul smell, the sticky sensation, the heavy weight in her would be panties… she shook her head. At least it hadn’t been a full voiding and the man holding the magical phone hadn’t noticed her release. The voice she was speaking with grunted in acknowledgment. “Yes, we’ve been tracking their movements through the prefecture and one seems to have wandered away from the main group.” he said. “I’ll… I’ll handle it.” she said, swallowing nervously. “Good, let us know when it’s done… and get a magiphone. It’s irksome trying to get a hold of you.” he said before the line clicked silent. Baiken flipped the roaming phone operator a coin as a tip. He bowed his head in thanks before hurrying off holding the odd magic stick that harnessed the power of magic to enable long distance communications. She lowered her eyes, staring at her hand. It was trembling… pulling the gourd from her back and popped the cork open guzzling down a few mouthfuls of sake. She sighed, steadying her nerves with alcohol. After her last remedial potty training course Dr. Faust had urged her to quit drinking but she wasn’t about to give that up. Checking over her shoulder to make sure the operator was gone she tugged her loose fitting kimono open to inspect her cotton wrappings. She bit her lip… soaked… The pink haired woman squirmed, rubbing her thighs together. She could still feel a vague urge to go but for now she could hold it. How many times had she been burned by that thought before… It didn’t matter, she needed to press on. She didn’t have time to remove her wrappings and redress herself. Ironically switching to the cheaper disposable cotton wrappings instead of the more expensive panties she kept ruining only worsened her ability to make it to the bathroom. Instead of just tugging them down they had to be arduously unwrapped which led to many incidents standing bowlegged in front of the toilet, starting the process only to lose control in her underclothes. Tugging a small journal from her belt she made a note of the incident. January 18th… she paused to look up through the trees. Noon, small leak. She wrote, under reporting the severity of her little incident. Another one of that mad doctor’s ridiculous ideas… a voiding diary. She stowed the pencil and let the little book fall to her waist. She rested her hand on the hilt of her sword and took off at a quick pace not relishing the thought of the rash she was likely to get feeling the wet fabric rubbing against her womanhood. Even though it should have dried by the time she arrived at her overnight halt the physical exertion of running was enough to continually cause her weak bladder to leak. She would have held her bowels too if it wasn’t for the witch flower’s pollen which had caused a sneezing fit. Her wraps were completely drenched and the small lump of mush she had expelled had smeared and squished during her vigorous movement staining the entirety of the seat of her undergarments. Before even cleaning up when she arrived at her room dutifully she penciled in what had happened to her journal. “Faust had better be able to help after this.” she growled, snapping the diary shut. Letting her robes fall away she continued undressing and made her way to the bath tub where she could let down her wild pink hair and relax in the hot water. If Dr. Faust was to be believed she wasn’t the only one with such an issue but when pressed he would always state doctor patient confidentiality and keep his lips sealed. He’d tried to get her to try wearing protective undergarments but no matter the euphemism they were diapers and she wasn’t a child! In the end after her disastrous attempt at remedial potty training he had offered her a wager. He would give her time to improve on her own giving her some recommendations to follow. There was no way the proud samurai could turn down a wager. If she didn’t show markable improvement upon their next meeting she would agree to wear diapers. She ruminated on her little wager nearly falling asleep whilst she basked in the warmth of the water. Finally climbing out of the tub she dried herself and trudged to bed. It had been a long day of traveling and she was weary. The warm embrace of sleep quickly whisked her away after dressing for bed. The land of sleep wouldn’t allow her to escape her little issue. Having always struggled with bedwetting and often even nighttime bowel movements tonight was no different. In her fitful sleep she dreamt of capture. “This is a fine blade.” the female gear mused as she examined Baiken’s prized edge. “Baiken, we meet again.” the red skirted woman spoke in a seductive tone. She strained against the bindings keeping her tied to the chair. Even though she was face to face with I-no somehow she wasn’t scared. Her burning desire for vengeance fueled her anger. “I’ll destroy you the second I free myself.” she snarled, muscles straining and bulging as she struggled. “Ohohoho will you now?” the woman laughed sadistically. “No little human I don’t think you will.” she said. “You can’t even break free of a simple yarn binding.” she said, pointing to the ‘rope’ that held her. Baiken’s eyes widened at what she saw. It wasn’t a tick rope like she’d thought but a simple yarn… it felt as if it were unbreakable steel! “You’re weak.” she purred leaning close to captured Baiken, licking her ear. The swordswoman whimpered and tried tugging at her bonds again; they barely budged. “You’ve been a past for far too long hunting down master.” she said, stepping away from the sitting woman. Her muscular thighs quivered. Now she could feel the fear running through her blood like an icy torrent. With her thumb I-no popped Baiken’s sword free from its sheathe drawing the fine blade and in an instant swinging the deadly blade towards her victim. Baiken’s face twisted with fear as the blade approached. Steaming urine started to pool around her thighs as her bladder rapidly expelled its contents in fright. The blade held a hairs width from her throat, parting the air as it approached. She clenched her eyes shut feeling the breeze caress the side of her face and the sound of a noisy wet bowel movement rose to their ears as she filled her wrappings with a soft formless mush. She trembled, catching her breath still mid bowel movement, grunting as she forced the last of the wet feces into her undergarment with a wet crackle. “Coward~” I-no’s voice taunted. She shot up in bed drenched in a cold sweat. Though, not the only liquid she was drenched in. The bed was absolutely soaked. She must have wet multiple times through the night. A huge wet splotch discolored the sheets under her and even worse… when she sat up she felt a massive bulge squish under her backside. Baiken flushed brightly with embarrassment, she could still remember Dr. Faust’s words about the matter the last time she had undergone the potty training class. Of the attendees she was the only one to soil her bedding. Before losing her nerve to record the humiliating event she quickly noted down what had happened in her voiding diary. There was no way to downplay a nighttime accident like this. At this rate she was destined for diapers she thought bitterly. All too used to these sorts of nighttime incidents such as this she pulled herself out of bed groaning at the large wet splotch and faint brown staining from her nocturnal release. Another shower followed stripping off her badly soiled wraps. Laying down a towel she collapsed back into bed. Staring out the window she could hear Faust’s irriitating voice in her head. “Protection will allow you to get a good night’s sleep as well.” he had chided her when she told him how many times a night she was woken up on average per night. Baiken grumbled under her breath yawning as she finally fell back asleep atop the towel she laid down. The distant crow of a rooster roused her from a thankfully dreamless sleep. Again though, her body had betrayed her. The wet splotch was even larger than she remembered. She must have urinated in her sleep once more… maybe twice. Baiken cursed loudly, the clammy sensation of wet sheets sending her into a foul mood. She’d come so close to staying dry at night but every time she ran into some sort of trouble her night time issues seemed to return. Leaving an extra tip on the nightstand to deal with the mess she’d made of her bedding Baiken quickly slipped out of the small inn not wishing to explain what she had done to yet another innkeeper. No sooner had she managed to leave the inn a roof shingle slipped from the aging roof shattering violently against the street next to her. She gasped in surprise readying her sword as her bladder spasmed. Her freshly changed wraps felt damp again. She huffed, realizing the source of the noise and let her sword drop back into its sheath before pressing on. Before she could leave the town another member of the communications guild stopped her. “Ms. Baiken, I have a collect call for you.” he said, a hint of unease in his voice. Her fearsome reputation with a sword preceded her. She waved her hand dismissively. “Fine, I’ll take it.” she growled, it was probably him again with more information about the gear who had broken away from the main contingent of hostile Gears. “Yes?” she asked with an irritated tone as the man lowered the antenna. His voice, the same as yesterday crackled into clarity. “A fortunate turn of events. It’s changed direction again. Headed towards you. Now’s your chance, it might be able to tell you something about That man. Take care of it Baiken… and get a damn phone already.” the voice said before the line went dead. She paled as a slow trickle of warm urine ran down her muscular leg. There was no putting it off any longer, she needed answers about That Man, it was just one gear; she’d fought them before… she could fight them again. Shutting her eyes she focused, steadying her breathing. Managing to stem the flow of urine dribbling down her leg she took a deep breath and quickly made her way from the town, leaving a small glittering puddle where her foot had been. Her hand rested on the hilt of her sword as she darted through the forest. She was going to find this gear and make it tell her about That Man. Cutting her way through some of the denser underbrush with efficient sword strokes. Baiken was growing closer, she could feel it. Something about the way the air seemed almost electric. Her wraps had nearly dried on her run. Something she could take pride in not having dribbled any further., only a faint dampness remained from her earlier lapses in control. Slowly she drew her sword, slowing her breathing as she waited. The faint rustle of leaves in the wind was the only noise audible. The minutes rolled on as she waited. Finally the silence broke. Branches snapped noisily underfoot from some distance away. Her pupil dilated, her heart rate quickened with a surge of adrenaline and her bladder trembled with nerves loosening another spurt of warm liquid that would soak into her wraps. The shuffling footsteps didn't sound like a normal gait. Instead they were uneven, almost as if it were stumbling, was it damaged? What she could hear filled her with an uneasy confidence. Her legs trembled with fear as the distant footsteps grew closer. Now that the reality of facing down a rogue gear was growing closer the occasional spurts and dribbles of urine had turned into a near steady stream. Translucent yellowed liquid continually trailed down her thighs dribbling into the grass underneath her sandals. Her bowels felt heavy and in a distant corner of her mind she could feel her anus quiver. It emerged from behind a tree, stumbling as it tripped over a root. Reaching out it steadied itself on a tree. It's form was lithe and delicate. The Gear spotted Baiken immediately, jerking it's head in the direction of the swordswoman. She swallowed dryly as its eyes fell on her. If one didn't know any better it could have been mistaken as just a beautiful young woman albeit in a strange state of dress. Tattered cloth barely covered her breasts and nethers and more than one seam was visible in the skin of her arms. It must have been a prototype or some defective Gear. Gear's like I-no and Sol were perfect specimens of magical origin. Her breathing had grown shallow in the tense moments of the stare down and while she'd managed to steady her sword-hand her quivering bladder had given up. A torrential downpour of urine flowed down her legs dampening her kimono in spots. Its eyes flashed red and it opened its mouth as if to speak. Baiken panicked, images of her village burning to the ground flashed through her head, her parents massacred, her friends destroyed. Her knees had bent slightly of her body's own accord and when she finally came to her senses she realized she was in the process of uncontrollably vacating her bowels. Baiken's stomach tensed as her muscles moved on their own. Had she another hand she would have desperately pressed it against her bottom in a last ditch effort to prevent the seemingly inevitable expulsion. A soft brown paste slowly piled into her urine soaked wraps. Under her kimono the tight cotton fabric began to stretch and sag accommodating the freshly released waste. The pink haired woman could feel it squishing between her muscular cheeks, coating her bottom with sticky mush as she continued to grunt and void herself. She had to move before it struck! Taking a decisive step forward before bursting into a sprint she could feel her body push the rest of the wet stool into her wrappings with a noisy wet splortch; feeling that muddy heaviness weighing down her underwear, jiggling with every movement. Closing the gap in mere seconds she found her strength and ran the Gear through with her sword cleanly impaling it through the midsection before it could react. Withdrawing her sword the still urinating Samurai sheathed it as she felt the last of her bladders contents finally run down her legs. Sparks jetted from the exist wound... that wasn't supposed to happen. Baiken shielded her eyes hopping back staring warily at the figure. Gears were more man than machine. The figure collapsed, twitching into a broken heap. Whatever this was it wasn't a Gear. "Oh dear oh dear." a voice suddenly called out. It was precisely then the woman realized that the rear of her Kimono had been tugged up exposing her bulging undergarments. Her eyes widened with surprise as she whirled around again. "Kyaah! Freak!" she shouted, immediately recognizing the voice of her doctor; the... less than traditional Dr. Faust. She blushed brightly upon realizing that he'd been looking up her Kimono to inspect the state of her underwear. "You!" she growled, clenching her sword. He seemed unbothered by the threatening stance taken by the dangerous woman as he scrawled something into a notebook. "Yes yes, that is concerning." he mused. "What... what is concerning!?" she asked waving her sword towards him. "Well..." he began, striking a pose and pausing for dramatic effect. "First I must attend to my robo Gear." the extremely tall and extremely eccentric man spoke; pointing towards the collapsed and still occasionally twitching 'woman'. Baiken huffed, sheathing her sword. As the good doctor walked with his odd elongated motions towards the downed construct she awkwardly shifted from foot to foot, tugging on the fabric of her soiled wraps. "There we are." he exclaimed pressing his wiry fingers into a few specific spots. In a comedic display of precision the automoton popped off the ground and folded itself into a rectangular shape landing into Faust's open and waiting briefcase. He opened his white coat and thrust the briefcase inside. Where it actually went Baiken had no idea. Not even the Post War Administration Bureau truly understood the breadth and source of Faust's occult mastery beyond his scientific and medical genius. "Now, as I was saying." he turned back to Baiken, speaking with an eloquence one wouldn't expect from a lunatic wearing a paper bag for a mask. "At first estimate it would appear you've regressed in terms of your involuntary control." he noted. As clinical as he attempted to be with his words it still brought a fiery blush to Baiken's cheeks. "and your unintentional defecation made you hesitate for roughly 4.7 seconds. If that had been a real Gear it could have taken advantage of your bowel movement and struck first; wounding you or worse..." he mused. "If you would please raise your kimono for me?" he requested. She glowered at him."Please, I must compare your release with your past averages. You do remember our little agreement right?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. "Of course I remember." she spat. Slowly she turned her back to him and begrudgingly gripped the sides of her Kimono carefully tugging it up until her ruined wraps came into view beneath the hem of her robe. She could feel his intense gaze probing her dirtied undergarments. "As I thought." he spoke to himself. "A release of 730 grams of feces. That's almost twenty more than your average." he estimated, sounding distressed. "Without regular potty training it seems your issues have been getting worse." Faust exclaimed. "Have you at least been following the exercises I showed you?" he asked, demonstrating the ridiculous crouching motions as he continued to barrage her with questions. "Have you had any change in diet? Reduced your alcohol intake like I recommended? Have you been sleeping well? How is your general fluid intake? Oh and my I see your voiding diary?" he asked. She let the hem of her Kimono fall, once again concealing her shameful accident from sight. If only it would conceal the foul smell hanging around her, making it quite obvious she'd had a very messy accident in her pants. Tugging the small book off her hip Baiken thrust the private journal towards him. "No, no, no, no and poor." she said with a grumble, answering his questions. He wilted somewhat at her petulant response "As your physician I promised to help you with your issues that you came to me for assistance with. I can only do so much and forgive me for being blunt but if you ever want to stop pooping your pants like a child you'll take my advice seriously!" he reprimanded her. "You showed some promise during your first potty training classes. I'll admit you had some setbacks... but..." he trailed off. Baiken flinched, taking a long swig of rice wine from the gourd she kept strapped over her shoulder. "I apologize for the deception and roping Anji into all this but it was the only way to properly gauge your progress without putting you in any real danger." he resumed. I think it is clear that you are not ready to be out of diapers." he said, flicking through her voiding diary, scanning the pages with incredible speed. She scoffed, rolling her eyes. "I have helped many other patients in similar situations achieve more manageable levels on continence." he said. "and I believe we had a wager did we not? You were insistent you could improve on your own and I gave you the opportunity to prove yourself but it seems your continence has only worsened." he explained as he rummaged around in his coat once more and pulled out an extremely thick diaper. The color drained from her cheeks as she saw what awaited her. The pink designs that adorned the white plastic shell brought an embarrassed scowl to her face. Faust noticed her expression and frowned. "Is it not to your liking? I thought it would match your hair." he said innocently. "and the Colossus is the only protective incontinence garment rated to keep your bedding dry. Since you're such a heavy daytime wetter it would simplify things to wear the same garment day and night." he said methodically. "I... I'm not wearing that. It looks ridiculous!" Baiken said. "It's for children it's... give me another chance. I'll prove myself. I can... I don't want to wear that." she nearly pleaded, her eyes watering with shame. "One more chance?" he asked with a nonplussed sigh. He'd known she was stubborn but to be this stubborn!? "Fine." he said quickly. Wasting no time at all he waved his hands around in the air in front of Baiken who watched in confusion. Every few moments he would poke her muscular stomach. She had learned a long time ago not to question what he was doing unless she wanted a long confusing lecture about matters that she didn't understand. He finished shortly after he'd begun and after one final poke he cleared his throat. "You'll feel the effects momentarily. Hold it for five minutes and I'll..." he began before be was interrupted by a distressed cry of surprise from the vengeful woman. "Ayiiiiii what did... you do!?" she grimaced in discomfort, holding her stomach with her hand. "Like I was saying..." he tried to continue before Baiken groaned loudly and squatted, spreading her thighs wide parting her kimono as a cacophony of unladylike noises erupted from her backside. All of a sudden she'd had to go again. That was his idea of another chance? "I... nnng I'm... ahhh I'm shitting." she grunted crassly as she defecated in her already full wraps. Any pretense of control had long since past. A fresh wetness blossomed on the crotch of her wraps and a powerful stream flowed through the simple cotton undergarment. The pale yellow arc of liquid splattered noisily against the forest floor as the wet stain on her groin began to encompass the entirety of her wrappings. The sudden relief was overwhelming, almost orgasmic. Her grunts and groans nearly turned into moans as fresh waste was pushed into her fully soiled wraps. Faust watched in surprise as she lost control immediately. Mayhaps he had overdone things... just a bit... "nnng m...make it stop..." she groaned, clenching her eye shut. Owing to the tightness of her wraps some of her waste had started to spill out over the top smearing her lower back and the inside of her kimono. "I'll wear it... I'll wear it..." she groaned, gasping before giving one final grunt pushing out a firm log that clearly distended her wraps beyond the lumpy bulge. Panting for breath it was finally over. "I.. thought you would be able to hold it until you were at least able to undo your underwear. It was not my intent to make you soil yourself" Faust said apologetically, holding his hands out for emphasis. "Please allow me to assist you." he said, dutifully moving towards her. "I can do it myself." she growled, slowly, carefully starting to stand. Despite how careful her movements were the mess in her wraps made a wet squelching noise as she stood, forcing some of it down her thigh. "With one arm you'll have difficultly applying the diaper properly, not to mention cleaning yourself up." he said, continuing to move towards her. "Fine." she grumbled. Undoing the tie around her waist she let her kimono fall open carefully removing it to avoid further soiling the expensive outfit. Hanging it over a nearby branch she folded her arms over her chest standing in nothing but her filthy wraps. "Go on then." she commanded, blushing brightly. Faust was already humming merrily to himself, snapping on a pair of rubber gloves having retrieved cleaning supplies from who knows where. It was a time consuming process and while she would never admit it she was glad she didn't have to clean the shit off her backside. He was surprisingly gentle with his touch and working in such close proximity to her womanhood was enough to inspire a blush in her cheeks for a different reason. On more than one occasion did she have to stifle the urge to moan as he tended to her. Finally it was done, she was clean and her destroyed wraps disposed of. "All done." he said proudly, removing the gloves. "Oh, but I would recommend shaving." he commented clinically, pointing to the pink pubic hair that adorned her groin. "Purely for sanitary reasons." he said before laying his jacket on the forest floor. "If you would lie down Ms. Baiken. I will show you how to fasten a diaper." he said gesturing for her to lay down. "Fine." she grunted towards him, maintaining her standoffish attitude. She lowered herself onto the makeshift mat as instructed. Retrieving the thickly padded diaper he'd set aside he began unfolding it showing her the difference between the front and the back, how to apply the tapes and how to ensure a snug fit; after all what would be the point of wearing protection just to have it leak? "Go ahead and lift your hips please." he asked. Baiken having accepted what was coming followed his instructions allowing him to slide the fresh garment under her. She sat back down with a faint rustle from the plastic. "I'll let you do the rest." he offered, allowing her some modicum of pride. It proved to be much more difficult than anticipated. With one hand she couldn't quite pull it tight enough and then apply the tape. After struggling with multiple attempts she finally asked for help. "Doctor... I can't..." she admitted quietly, averting her gaze in angry frustration. To think that something so simple could elude her grasp. "I'm sure you can... it's just practice." he said without a care in the world before proceeding to tape the thick garment tightly around her toned hips. "and there we are." he said proudly. Pulling herself to her feet the noisy crinkling was immediately audible. and brought a blush to her cheeks. "Everyone will hear it!" she protested, taking her kimono from the branch where it hung. "Nonsense, it's not that loud." he lied to assuage her pride. "It's so thick! I can hardly close my legs." she continued with her observations, glancing over her shoulder down at her padded butt. "You will get accustomed to it but hopefully with enough progress we can switch to something thinner." he incentivized her. She shot him an angry look as she tugged on her kimono concealing her childish diaper. Baiken inspected herself from each angle making sure it wasn't visible. "You can't even tell." Faust reassured her. She looked at him skeptically before finally accepting his words. It was for the best... no more wet sheets at night, no more sodden thighs and stains on her kimono. "Now if you'll follow me. I've enrolled you in remedial potty training. It's starting tomorrow." he said, grabbing her by the wrist leading her off with a surprised yelp before she could even get in a word of protest. Already the pink pictures that adorned her diaper had started to fade. The doctor decidedly had his work cut out for him.
  5. Welcome, one and all, to Faust's Interactive Stories 4! Faust apologizes for 3 falling by the wayside easily, but Faust hopes that the fourth time is the proverbial charm. As stated in the fateful occurrences, this interactive is about exploring Faust-verses, and characters in varying degrees of decency. Faust will not keep you waiting much longer, for it's soon to be voting time! Read below, and prepare for our journey! ====================================================================================================================================== Story Setting: Another Note: A setting based around a mostly scholastic environment! Expect long classes, crowded bathrooms, and limited privacy, outside of certain areas. Good place to meet new people. Holiday Fun: A Setting based on a given Holiday, [usually the one the story is written closest to], and with a small group of people, specified by the audience at times. Beach Adventures: A setting based around a lovely beach, with Sun, Sand, and ocean for what looks like miles! May also involve a long car ride, but be warned: There are no bathrooms on the beach. Town Adventures: A setting based around a day off from scholastic journeys, to do things around the town. Play cards, Go bowling, watch movies... The Sky's the proverbial Limit! Private Bedroom: A setting where you forgo the usual wiles and joys of adventuring, and just settle down to make love to your selected girl. [Some Characters Restricted]. Wind-Down Ko-Fi Requests: Not really a Setting, but a series of tiny, little stories, set in the semblance of Caught Shorts, from his commission thread. Little, incredibly short stories, of a playmate or figure, on the absolute breaking point of their control. As for what they lose, or what they use... That's up to the comment-er! [Note: Does Not Require actually buying a Ko-Fi for Faust. Faust just is experimenting with it, before offering it as a feature on his own Ko-Fi Here . ] Meant as an easy-going setup, for if Faust's situation or workload becomes a bit strained. If it goes well, Faust may offer it as an actual reward on his Ko-Fi, and or create a separate thread for Ko-Fi submissions. ========================================================================================================================================== Character Select: Faustus Necromonium: [Male] [The Familiar Figure of Faust's stories, that has a generally friendly rapport with many people. A healthy appreciation for lewdity, and connections to the Goddess of Lust Saril may lend themselves to some naughty incidents.] Yuno Gasai: [Female] [Yu-know who this one is too! A curvy, friendly pinkette with a cutesy manner of speech, but with a bit of a distressing past. More than just good friends with Faustus, but with a woeful inexperience in shameful accidents, she tries her best to impress] Wynn Tatsumaki: [Female] [A girl with long, Forest green hair, and a bit of a stern, killjoy attitude... What this modestly endowed girl lacks in friendly flexibility, she makes up for with a cold, stern demeanor... And a talent for holding her liquids. Eoria Karakuri: [Female] [A silver-haired scientist with an insatiable appetite for sciences, that gets her in more than just a little trouble... With her tinkle, and other urges Saiga Giriko: [Female] A red haired scientist, who has to constantly reign in Eoria's more rowdy and raunchy plots... While also being someone not interested in wetting herself. [And more to be unlocked!] ======================================================================================================================================== [Modifiers!] [Forgoing the usual setup of Ratings, a new addition to the stories are Modifiers. These will affect the way things unfold in the story, in various ways. Some minor, some...] Normal Day: Nothing seems too out of the ordinary. May make it easier to find new people. Windy Day: The breeze is more than a little Stiff, and it has a mind of it's own! [Constantly blows things out of people's hands... Or certain garments up] Rainy Day: A ceaseless rainstorm goes over the town, making outside activities less pleasant....While the frequent, unending noises of water agitate piddle urges Hot Day: A day where the sun is working overtime, and it shows. Prompts more frequent Drinks, and copious sweating. Taco and Lemonade Day: A day where the school has it's famous Tacos on special... And The bathrooms are horribly crowded. [LOCKED!] [More to be unlocked] =============================================================================================================================== Items: {Currently Closed) ====================================================================================================================================== [TL; DR Version] Pick a character, Pick a setting, and up to 1 modifier. Majority votes will rule......But, while Faust is waiting on votes to come in, [And in Lulls between stories], Faust will set up Wind Down Ko-Fi Requests. ========================================================================================================================================= [Index of Tales] None so far! ====================================================================================================================================== [Wind-Down Ko-Fi Requests] Contrary to the Title, one does not have to buy Faust a Ko-Fi to participate. These are little, incredibly short requests that Faust will do, of a character at the limits of their control. Format is as follows: Character: [Who is being caught short] Urge: [Which Urge is overwhelming this individual?] Attire: [What kind of outfit is in danger? Undergarments, protective garments, etc. ] Extra: [Any additional Details] Rules: 1. Any entry in the format not filled out will be provided by the Author's own intentions. Faust may or may not make an accurate bit out of it. 2. One Request, per comment-er, per Wind down Session. This is to keep Faust from being overwhelmed. 3. No Shaming Other people's Requests. 4. All Characters will be written as they are of legal age. 5. A Ko-Fi Donation is not required, but is appreciated. Faust mostly does this as short little fun bits, to keep his writing momentum. [Example of a Caught Short/What you can expect from a request]
  6. Girl wets her panties while sitting on the floor, then take them off and put them in her mouth. Nudity in the video. https://thisvid.com/videos/cute-girl-eats-her-panties/ Here's the rip : Cute girl eats her piss soaked panties.mp4
  7. In this video, we get to witness a humiliating pants-wetting accident from the vantage point of a spy camera hidden in a public bathroom. Looking into the woman’s bathroom through a hidden camera, we see Sosha enter the scene. She is so desperate to pee, she is already starting to wet her pants. From the brief period of time it takes her to get to the toilet, her accident expands from a small wet spot to a major flood. After struggling with her zipper she manages to get her pants down, but by now it doesn’t make too much of a difference. Perhaps unaware of how badly she has wet herself, she still sits on the toilet, though she hasn’t pulled down her underwear, and continues to relieve herself. Once she is done peeing she inspects her wet pants in underwear. Clearly ashamed at having wet herself, she sulks out of the bathroom.
  8. seeds2345

    Fun ways to pee/wet :)

    Hey everyone. Just trying to get as many people as possible to say the funnest ways they like to pee/wet them selves :P hopefully the posts will give people fun ideas that maybe they hadnt thought of :) Mine is going on a long walk leaving the house bursting to pee wearing black leggings converse on my cute little bare feet and a nice top then just walking and walking until i burst soaking my self from crotch to toe :P hehe. Whats you're fave ways of peeing or wetting?
  9. Does anyone else find that they pee more often when they’re wearing a diaper? I know I do.
  10. Wetting light grey leggings with legs spread open. Spread Legged Wetting.mp4
  11. Dimwitrolo

    female Scarlett, from behind

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Look at that look in her eyes. She knows what's up.
  12. I don’t own any rights to life is strange, also, this is my first contribution to this cite, so, please do enjoy, and feel free to comment and critique. To those who have played through Life is Strange: Before the Storm, I am starting with Chloe and Rachel on the train, written in Rachel’s Point of View. Also, for the sake of this piece, and for my own comfort, Rachel, Chloe, and anyone else I may mention are 18+ and instead of it being a Highschool, Blackwell is a college. Sorry for the length, I kinda just went with the flow. Rachel’s desperate train ride I had just jumped on a train, with Chloe Price. I am ditching school, with Chloe Price. She is such a rebel, and I really don’t see what people have against her. She has no shame, hell, I was changing, and she walked in. I mean, I don’t mind, at all. I was just hoping to visit the restroom before she came in to give me my belt. But, perhaps it was Hella entertaining to see her walk in on me. She was definitely looking. But, that doesn’t change the fact that I didn’t get a chance to pee before coming on this train. I am sure I can hold it longer though, I just don’t want her to know. I just hope I can find a way to escape just long enough to find some relief with out drawing attention. The train suddenly shakes, and my need rises. When was the last time I went, cause, shit, I need to go. I notice Chloe looking over, I sit on the wooden box looking out of the train. “Pull up a chair Price, the view is amazing” “K…. Where is this going?” “I don’t know.” I cross my legs, not only to hide my need, but also to help hold it in. I need to go. Bad. “North? Maybe we will end up in Seattle!” Why did I wear jeans? If worst came to worst, if I wore my costume, or even some black sweats, may have been able to hide it did I did the worst thing imaginable, piss myself in front of the girl I actually really like. Not gonna lie, I hadn’t peed since last night, not cause I was lazy, but because I was too busy planning for today, and also, Fire walk. Damn, I want to catch my father in the act, but how bad would it be if I stop him, hate him for it, in soaked jeans. Shit, I really need to go. And Chloe, what will she think? What if she hates me for wetting myself like a little kid. I should have included a bathroom break in my plan. I have needed to pee since, god, since Firewalk. My bladder trembles as I start clenching at my crotch, How close am I really to pissing myself? “Rachel, you ok?” I look up to see a concerned look on chloe’s face, with maybe, a twist of something else? “Yeah, I’m fine, I just, I don’t know. Did you find a seat yet?” “Yeah, right here. Rachel, are you sure you are ok? You look like you need to-” “I said I was ok Price.” I gasp as a little bit comes out, Why didn’t I fucking go before getting on this train. “I think your lying to me. Rachel, When was the last time you-” “I think we should do something fun.” I decide to sit in the floor, doing everything I can to hold it in. But what Chloe said next Startled me, “V-Card’s been punched, Rachel. I’m sorry.” That was enough that some more came out. And took me everything not to lose complete control. “Wow” I honestly was thinking of two truths and a lie, but, like I said before, this girl has no shame. I’m sure if she were in my position she would have just told me. “Too far?” “Well, I don’t know.” “I see it caused you to, uh.” I look down to see a baseball sized patch on my crotch. “Yeah, I have needed to pee since, well, last night.” “You think you can make it until we get to, umm, wherever we are going.” “There isn’t even a bathroom there Price. I really don’t know.” “Rachel…. I” “Forget it Chloe, I just need to figure out what to do.” Things were silent for some time. I need to go so bad. How do I relieve myself without peeing myself in front of Chloe? Think Rachel, Think. “Hey, Rachel, I…… I think you should just.” “Do what Chloe? I’m on the verge of peeing myself. No one my age should even. Oh god Chloe.” I then notice her look down. Chloe was hiding something. “Just tell me Chloe.” She finally gives in. “I think you should just go right there. Honestly, You will feel better.” I was in shock, She thinks I should just do what I was avoiding doing. But, I can’t be mad at her. She can’t hide it from me. She wants to see me do this. I honestly want to just willingly let go, but, not with her there. “Chloe Price, You’re hella weird.” Her eyes go wide, “Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be weird, I just want to help and-” “Relax Chloe. So, when did you start to like to see people like me in this state?“ “What! No I Don’t!” “You can’t lie to me, Chloe.” God I need to go, so badly. “So, mind telling me something else about yourself? I could use a distraction from my bursting bladder.” “Well, I’m not really that interesting.” There is a pause as she tries desperately to change the topic. Meanwhile I’m trying desperately not to piss myself. Not yet anyway. “Well, It’s nice Rachel we’re having.” I laugh, “What!?” It hurts to hold it in. In fact, it seems I let a little more out. Enough to make the patch a tad bit larger. I notice Chloe’s eyes bulge a it, well that and her comment. “Uh, I meant Weather. Nice weather. And, uh. yeah.” It almost seems ok to let it go knowing she would enjoy it, but I still can’t just let go. I have always been Bladder shy, guess I never really noticed it until she wanted me to just release on command. However, laughing did help release a bit. “Chloe, I need to go so bad.” “Why not just let go. Might make the rest of our trip to….. mystery place, easier.” “Hella easier.” “Hella? Who says that anymore?” “It’s a Cali thing.” “California?” “Long beach, Also Ambidextrous.” “No Shit.” “I was going to use them in a game of two truths and a lie, but it looks like my bladder had other plans.” “How bad do you need to go anyway?” “Very, It hurts to hold it in.” “Just let it go. I don’t like seeing you in pain.” “I can’t, even if I try I won’t be able to with, well, other people around. besides, as much as you don’t like me in pain, you sure don’t mind walking into my dressing room without flowers.” “You wanted a belt, perhaps if you loosen it or tighten it you could.” “No, I think I should just make a deal with you Price.” “Excuse me?” “It seems that when I laugh I am able to relieve myself, as I know you saw.” “Umm. So I make you laugh and you wet, right?” “Deal is, I let you find my one ticklish spot, and let you see me pee myself if you promise me that before we both head back home, you piss yourself.” “Rachel Amber, You are hella weird. I promise.” “Pinky Promise?” We locked pinkies. Things are turning out better than I thought, my biggest mistake, What I thought might be the way things ended with her, this may be how we bond. I never thought I, at my age, would be peeing myself, and maybe liking it? “Well, I guess this is our game now. Where is Rachel Amber ticklish. One right answer. Feel free to search away.” I am most ticklish on my feet. Which is why I never wear sandals or flipflops. I don’t want people seeing my most valuable parts, except when I am on stage. When I am Prospera, I don’t mind being barefoot. I only want the right people looking at them for the right reasons, like if Chloe were to look at them when I need to pee this bad. But I still tend to try to get shoes on as soon as possible because I swear the next time I catch someone staring at my feet. Except Chloe, and maybe even Steph Gingrich, the nerd lesbian in our school. I wonder how she would have responded to this situation. Not in the way Chloe has I am sure. God Chloe, quit starring, just start searching. “So, my first guess is….” She starts scanning my body, I swear she was purposefully staring at my chest a couple of time. A natural Chloe Price move. “Armpits.” I take off my flannel shirt and lift my arms up. “Try it yourself.” She starts scratching, but to no avail. It might kill my bladder, but the tease is on. “Damn, sides?” She lifts up my shirt enough to access my sides. My bladder is Aching. Come on Chloe, I really need the relief. “How bout this. You guess this next time, I tell you the story of any other people on campus I saw wet.” I wink “Might have a certain someone at fire walk on that list.” She perks up, “I did not!” “If you guess right, you just may find out.” “Shit, okay… umm…” She reaches over and starts untying my shoes. Relief here I come. “You must be ticklish here Rachel.” She starts taking off shoes and socks. And my bladder is just dying of anticipation. She found my relief. All I can do is smile. “Try it out Price, today may just be your lucky day.” As soon as she starts scratching I scream out in laughter. My bladder lets spurts out little at a time until I stop Chloe, because finally, my bladder wont stop emptying. So much relief. I can’t help but cry as the pain starts slowly going away. I stand up and allow Chloe the show that she had been dying to see. Feeling the warmth run down my legs, soaking up every spot it came across. It was amazing, and now I am questioning why I never tried this before. All was silent, except for the sound of urine pouring down to the floor. Once the stream died down to a pitter-patter, and then halted, Chloe spoke up. “I am so sorry for putting you through this. You really must have needed to go and-” “Chloe Price, you don’t need to be sorry. Besides, you still owe me a wetting yourself. And lets hope you aren’t pee shy like I am, cause that is painful.” “Oh, yeah. And you owe me stories. Oh, and don’t worry, no pee shyness here.” There was silence for quite some time. I look at the damage. The entire back side is soaked and so is most of the front. Honestly, if this were to have happened in front of anyone else, I would have been embarrassed. But not with Chloe. She just continued to stare at my mess in awe. I decide to speak up “It, actually felt pretty nice. You might be seeing a lot more of this out of me Chloe.” She smiles, “Rachel Amber, you look hot in those soaked jeans.” “How hot?” “Hella Hot.” We laugh as my piss stained jeans glistened in the sun light entering the train. I looked out, and saw the park my father would be going to be, presumably. “We’re here!” “Where?” “Jump and find out!” “What about the stories?” “I’ll tell you as you start to show signs of desperation.” “Alright, Fuck it.” Chloe jumped out, I follow, hoping this day will only get more and more interesting. Once again, sorry about the length. If the demand is high enough I may continue this. Who has Rachel seen wet? Could she have been behind the reason behind some of them? How will Rachel react to seeing Chloe peeing herself? And who was it at Firewalk that Rachel saw piss themself?
  13. The actual story is in the next post, so you can skip right past my rambling ... Preamble --> Ever since I saw this fic, I wanted to do something similar for male desperation. For one thing, I liked the challenge of writing an imaginary world - with rules conducive to omo settings 😄 I felt it was time to experiment - I was comfortable enough with my writing to at least try. While writing in the real world is fun, writing in a dystopian world sounded more fun. My initial idea was the exact reverse of the no Ladies Room scenario - a city where men are forbidden by law to pee outside their home, while Ladies Rooms are in ample supply. I named this world 'Swatch' - I have some ideas for this world (including a semi-believable reason for the rules), the introduction post was 70% done, but then I started rewriting it, and now it is back to 10% done. Anyway I will post a "Swatch Series" about a city without a men's room - someday. But while writing Swatch, I had an idea I liked better. While being forced to hold is hot, choosing to hold is hotter. Especially in the face of temptation. Thus was born the word of 'Shalin', where there are toilets everywhere but not one for use. I hope you guys like this one. This introductory post builds up the world, introducing its rules, through one man's desperate attempt to hold on. If you guys do like it, let me know ... I will write more posts about this world - probably using a different character each time, and add to the rules as we go on. And I will definitely sneak in female desperation at some point soon. Even this intro story has a lot of references to desperate females - couldn't help myself 😄 Warning --> The main character is a misogynist a-hole, with plenty of unsavoury opinions about women's place in the world. If that sort of thing really bothers you, please don't read. Also, just so we are clear - I do not share the opinions. But a misogynist dystopia was what worked for the story line. So that's what you get 😛 What does Shalin mean? It is the name of a fictional city-state. It is used both as the name of the country and as an adjective (So you live in Shalin and have Shalin values). In one of the languages I speak, 'shalin' means something between 'decent' and 'chivalrous' - it refers to behavior that is acceptable (and expect) in civilized society. This "standard of civilized behavior" is what the city-state is all about. So the name.
  14. Does anyone know how to download purchased clips from MDH
  15. While wearing a thick, tabbed, adult diaper Alisha gets tickled by Olivia until she pees herself. In this scene we find Alisha sitting on the floor playing with her phone while wearing a thick adult diaper and a gray t-shirt. Distracted by her phone, she doesn’t notice Olivia sneaking up behind her. When Olivia gets close enough, she launches into a merciless tickle attack. Being extremely ticklish, Alisha is completely helpless to resist. As Olivia gleefully tickles Alisha, Alisha begs to be let go, saying that she is going to pee herself. Olivia doesn’t care, telling Alisha that she is trying to make her pee in her diaper. Ultimately, Olivia is successful in her goal- She continues to tickle Alisha until Alisha wets her diaper. However, because of Alisha’s squirming, there are gaps around the diaper’s waist. As a result, she suffers a major leak, not just wetting the diaper, but making a puddle on the floor. After Alisha wets herself, Olivia untapes her diaper to show the camera. This gives us a chance to see the inside of Alisha’s soaked diaper. Finally, Alisha gets up to go clean herself and the video comes to an end.
  16. Girl squirms in desperation before wetting her leggings. Leggings Accident.mp4
  17. I am an omorashi lover who prefers videos that include explicit verbal references (or "dirty talk" if you like to call it this way) regarding the desperation and/or wetting that can be witnessed. I really like to hear women talk about their urge to pee or even mention that they are about to lose it. My native language is German and I have access to a bunch of videos from the (semi-)amateur German porn site "mydirtyhobby" that, as you all probably know, offers a lot of pee content too. So I decided to regularly share a few of them - and include self-made subtitles, hoping that this way English speakers can enjoy the language in these videos too. Of course: If you like the videos, I recommend to become a member of Mydirtyhobby and buy a few of them. There's a lot of great content added each day and supporting those amateurs will keep it this way. The first video is an old one by PoppSylvie from 2013 called "Extremdruck!! In die Jeans gepisst" or "Extreme pressure - pissed my jeans" in English. It features poor Sylvie with a full bladder on a highway rest area that obviously doesn't have a toilet. It's my first attempt on creating my own subtitles and so I chose a video with only a few lines of text - still a great one I think. I'm happy to receive constructive feedback. I'll try to post a few more in the next few days. And if one of you has a good German omorashi video for which he always wanted to know what the actors were saying, feel free to post it in here and ask for a translation. I'll be happy to create subtitles whenever I find the time. PoppSylvie - Extreme Pressure (English subs).mp4
  18. Watch Alisha and Olivia simultaneously pee in their pants, then shower in their clothes, in this video. Alisha is wearing a black t-shirt and jeans while Olivia is wearing a pink shirt and white leggings. Standing next to each other in the shower, they simultaneously pee in their pants on purpose. Once they are done peeing, Alisha closes the shower door and they proceed to shower together, fully clothed. As they shower, they remove their soaked clothing, getting completely naked, and make out.
  19. Figured yall would enjoy this - scene from a weird Japanese movie where two women wet their panties for fun. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c7cb677cea83
  20. Another Equestria Girls fanfic based on various scenarios I recently thought of. Wet Sunset Hidden in Plain Sight Sunset Shimmer had a deep secret that she never told her friends, because she was sure they'd either be disgusted or make fun of her. She loved to pee herself when no one else would notice. In the first summer after their graduation, the girls were hanging out at the park. Sunset was wearing her original outfit of a purple tank top and an orange miniskirt. She would usually wear her summer shorts, but she had gotten them dirty by falling into the mud, and although she had rinsed them, she had not put them in the washing machine yet, but this outfit was just as good. Besides, it wasn't just mud her shorts had been saturated with. They had just finished having a picnic at the park, in which Sunset had drank a lot of water and two cans of soda. They were now going for a walk, enjoying the warm weather and the beautiful scenery of the park, when Sunset felt an urge to pee. She ignored it for now, and continued walking with her friends. As they were walking past some bushes, Sunset went from uncomfortable to desperate. She stopped. "You all right, sugarcube?" said Applejack. "I have to go to the bathroom," said Sunset. "You can go behind the bushes," said Twilight. "We won't look." Sunset walked behind the bushes where she was sure her lower half would be well out of sight. Her friends all looked away, as promised. Sunset hiked up her skirt, but deliberately left her black panties up before she started to pee. She sighed in relief, enjoying the warm wetness as her stream soaked her underwear and flowed onto the grass below her. She took a naughty pleasure in peeing her underwear outside. She hoped the other girls wouldn't find out, but this wasn't the first time she had done this. Once Sunset finished peeing, she stood up and walked over to her friends. Her panties were drenched, but her skirt hid the wetness well. "Feel better?" said Fluttershy. "Much better," said Sunset, and they continued their walk. The summer heat dried Sunset's panties in no time, and no one had a clue what she just did. ... In fall, the girls felt like going for a swim. They all got diving masks so they could breathe, and wetsuits to keep them warm under the cold water. Fluttershy of course would always wear a wetsuit to the beach, which quickly became full of her sweat, soaking her white tank top and spandex shorts underneath. But in this cool weather, she wasn't sweating at all. Sunset's wetsuit was skintight and black with some orange areas on it. Underneath she wore her new swimsuit, short, black, spandex swim shorts and a matching top resembling a sports bra. The girls stepped into the water at the edge of the beach, and slowly walked deeper into the water. The water entered their wetsuits through the zippers and other openings, soaking their swimsuits underneath, but they stayed warm. Once they were deep enough, the girls dove underwater. They split up and swam around, enjoying the underwater scenery. "This is simply divine!" said Rarity. Applejack and Rainbow Dash raced each other to some coral, while Fluttershy swam with some fish and other sea creatures, and Twilight examined coral and other aquatic stuff on the floor of the lake. After about an hour of underwater fun, they eventually started swimming back to shore, one by one. Sunset was the first to return, and as she was swimming back, she realized how badly she needed to pee. She hadn't used the bathroom since her morning pee, and had drank a big cup of coffee this morning before the ride. Her friends were all still underwater, and even if they weren't it would still be easy to hide. After making sure all the water was out of her wetsuit, Sunset closed her eyes and let go. She sighed in relief as the warm wetness spread through the lower part of her wetsuit. A loud hissing noise could be heard, and she blushed a little, knowing if anyone was close by they would hear it. A few seconds after Sunset finished peeing her wetsuit, Twilight swam to shore. "Oh my gosh, that was amazing," she said. "I got to study so much of this underwater stuff up close!" "It was pretty fun, wasn't it?" said Sunset, trying not to sound nervous, for her wetsuit was filled with pee and Twilight didn't even know it. "I'll just sit over there and wait for the others to return," said Twilight. She walked a bit of a distance from Sunset and sat down, closing her eyes. Sunset wasn't sure why. Maybe Twilight was a little tired and needed to relax. Sunset also sat down on the sand as Rainbow Dash and Applejack resurfaced. Pinkie Pie was the next to return after them, seeming amused about something as she was giggling softly. Then came Fluttershy, who blushed lightly as soon as she was near Sunset. After Rarity returned, they got back in their van, with Twilight driving, and headed back home, still in their wetsuits. Sunset was the last to be returned to her house besides Twilight herself, so she had to sit in her pee for the entire ride, and she liked it. ... Next week, the girls were at the local swimming pool. As it was inside, they were wearing their swimsuits without their wetsuits this time (except Fluttershy, who wore her wetsuit as usual). Rainbow Dash and Applejack were racing each other, of course, and Fluttershy was swimming in the shallower sections with Rarity. They'd go down the waterslides, play with a beach ball, and have fun splashing each other, or have contests for who could hold their breath longer. Until, after about an hour and a half, Sunset needed to pee. It usually wouldn't get so intense this fast, but all the water made her have to go more than usual. She didn't want to make a habit of peeing in the pool, as many pools forbad it. So, she climbed out of the pool and made her way to the bathrooms, being careful not to rush and slip. She made it to the bathroom, holding herself, and walked into a stall, closing and locking it. With her swim shorts still up, she sat on the toilet and started to pee. "Ahhhhhhhh..." As her pee splashed into the toilet, she enjoyed the warm wetness on the crotch and butt of her shorts. They were already wet anyway, so why shouldn't she? After she finished, she patted her shorts dry with toilet paper and looked in the toilet. The water was yellow. Her pee was not diluted, and surely smelled. After flushing, she stepped back into the showers and rinsed herself off. Once all signs of her wetting had been washed away, she returned to the pool and continued to have fun. No one suspected what she had done. Sunset also didn't notice Pinkie pee in the pool, as this pool had no regulations against it. ... The following day, the girls were going to see a new movie that was rather long. Once they got their tickets, they walked to the snack counter to get some snacks. Sunset got some popcorn and an extra large Sprite. "You sure you wanna drink that for this movie?" said Applejack. "It's 2 hours and 45 minutes long. You'll miss part of it havin' to go to the bathroom." "I can hold it," said Sunset. The truth was, she probably wouldn't, but they didn't need to know she was wearing a diaper under her jeans. That way she wouldn't miss any of the movie, or worry about peeing all over the seats or humiliating herself in front of her friends. She had, of course, tested them first, waiting until she got really desperate then wetting her diaper, and was pleased at how it had been able to contain all the wetness while leaving her pants dry. She was also wearing her underwear under her diaper. She'd have a little more fun with it this way. They walked into the theater and sat side by side. As the movie began, Sunset ate some of her popcorn and took a big slurp of her soda. About half an hour in, Sunset had finished both. About halfway through the movie, there was a big action sequence, and Sunset really needed to pee. She didn't worry about this and held it until it became too distracting to focus on the movie, and then she let it all out. She enjoyed the relief, and the warm wetness felt nice. Her underwear was soaked, but her diaper protected her jeans and the seat. Sunset got quite a naughty pleasure of peeing herself right next to her friends, and they didn't even notice. She sat through the rest of the movie in her wet diaper and panties, really enjoying how it felt. ... In winter, the girls were skiing down a series of hills at a ski resort. They were all wearing winter coats and snow pants, and Sunset was wearing jeans underneath her grey snow pants. Fluttershy, of course, was skiing down the smaller hills, while Rainbow Dash and Applejack were racing each other down the steepest hills. Rarity was skiing gracefully, and Pinkie Pie went off as many jumps as she could, having a lot of fun. After a bit of skiing, they went inside to have some lunch. Sunset got some sandwiches and a hot chocolate, along with a 1-liter bottle of soda. All the other girls except Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and Fluttershy used the bathroom during this lunch break, despite Rainbow and Pinkie having drank a lot of soda themselves, and Fluttershy having a smaller bladder. After they were done eating, they went back outside and continued to ski in their preferred ways. Sunset and Twilight rode a ski lift up a medium hill together, but as they were halfway there, Sunset felt her drinks go through her. She hid her need to pee from Twilight. She knew exactly what she was going to do, and Twilight couldn't find out. They reached the top of the hill, by which time Sunset was barely able to keep from holding herself. Sunset had taught Twilight how to ski last winter, and she was getting really good at it. "Ready, Twilight?" said Sunset. "Ready," said Twilight. They started to ski down the hill. As they did, Sunset looked beside her to make sure Twilight wasn't too focused on what she was doing. Looking back ahead, Sunset started to pee. She continued to ski beside Twilight as her jeans became soaked. The inside her her snow pants took much of the damage but absorbed most of the wetness so that it didn't show on the outside. She could hear the hissing sound, and knew that if they had been sitting side by side, Twilight would hear it. But they were skiing downnhill, and Twilight was enjoying this too much to notice little details like this. Sunset got quite a naughty thrill out of peeing her pants in public. She didn't have to feel embarrassed about it because no one would ever find out. She wouldn't get out of these snow pants until she was back home, then she could change out of her wet jeans and wash them and her snow pants, and no one would be the wiser. She also liked how warm it felt in the cold, and the snow pants would keep her warm, however wet she was. She finished wetting herself before they reached the bottom of the hill. "Let's do that again!" said Twilight. "Sure," said Sunset, and they rode the ski lift up. Sunset's heart was beating faster at sitting right next to Twilight in wet jeans and snow pants. But the wetness still didn't show, and Twilight didn't notice a smell. She skied for another few hours in her wet pants, enjoying this aspect of it as much as the skiing or hanging out with her friends. Sunset had to pee again once more, and she went in her snow pants again, which got wetter on the inside but remained dry on the outside. Eventually, the girls took off their skis and gathered next to their van. "You... are dropping us off at home, right?" said Fluttershy a little nervously. "Of course," said Twilight. She wasn't sure what Fluttershy was so nervous about. She probably needed to use the bathroom and was too shy to say so. She had gone quite a while without using it, even though she didn't seem to be holding herself now. Sunset sat in the front seat during the ride home. She was a little nervous that they might notice a smell now, but they didn't. Twilight drove toward Fluttershy's house first. Fluttershy wasn't fidgeting even a little bit, but she wanted to be on the safe side. If she was right, she hoped Fluttershy could get her snow pants and jeans off in time, even though no one would know if she didn't make it. ... In late spring, it was raining, but relatively warm out. Sunset enjoyed walking in the rain in her summer outfit, her white and pink T-shirt and some short, relatively tight gray shorts. Rainbow Dash and Applejack didn't mind doing sports in the rain, so why should she feel weird about walking in the rain? After about an hour, Sunset needed to pee. Her shorts were already soaked through so she just peed in them as she walked. No one would even tell if they saw, because of how hard the rain was. ... I had thought about doing another chapter where they catch Sunset wetting herself and reveal that they've all done similar things (as you might have guessed from a few of the scenes), I wasn't quite sure I could make it work though. Of course I heard a lot of people on here pee their snow pants, and I recently found out it's pretty common - not even considered unusual or weird - to pee in a wetsuit (unless you're borrowing someone's wetsuit). Fluttershy has probably done this at least once. Though they'd usually do it in water, I had Sunset pee on land so the pee would stay for a while after.
  21. (Note: This story has multiple endings.) I was just waking up when my alarm clock went off. I hit the snooze button, only to hear the radio go off IN MY EAR. Annoyed, I unplugged it and plugged it back up. Thankfully, I remembered to put a battery in it to keep track of time. But enough about my clock; I need to get something to eat. I walked into the kitchen, just when I remembered there there wasn't anything to eat at all...well, at least not breakfast wise, so I went to the store to pick up a few things to eat, specifically some cereal, milk, and possibly cinnamon rolls. I was approaching the clerk, just as I saw my friend Irene come up to me from behind. "Nate!" she shouted, almost knocking me down by tackling me with a hug. "What's up?" "Nothing much," I replied, being distracted by both her messy red hair and the register. I quickly paid for my things and left outside, with her taking a ride in the cart. Yes, the has that young of a heart. I take her straight to the cart stand to put the cart away. Then I (literally) pick her up out of the cart and placed her on her feet (on the ground, of course). As I take my things out of the cart, she asks me the most out-of-the-blue question I have ever heard. "Can I go to your house? I'm really hungry." I couldn't help but put a palm to my face, because I'm pretty sure that her house is loaded with food when her mom went shopping the other day for the storm that hit us yesterday. Also, she just got from the store with a bag full of junk food. "Oh, by the way, I gotta pee." ...That was a different story. We quickly ran to my house, which actually wasn't very far away from the store, in hope that Irene could make it to the toilet in time. When we stopped halfway there, I almost thought she had wet herself. But it turned out to be just a false alarm. "Nate?" she asks, getting my attention. "Do you want to know to know something?" "Why, yes. What is it?" "To tell the truth, I don't just have to pee. I gotta poop, too." "Well, this is wonderful." "Well, I really wouldn't mind going in public." Irene knew of my fetish for girls peeing and pooping. She sighs in attempt to play around, but in truth, she's desperately trying to hold it. Then, I ask her a question that I thought I would never ask a girl in person. "If we can't make it, would you probably go behind a bush or a garbage can?" "Of course!" It seemed to be getting to that point now, as Irene was now holding one hand at her privates and another at her butt. I was beginning to think I might just get my wish sooner than expected, as I approach my house and reach for my keys. Then I suddenly noticed that she had wolfed down her snacks along the way, which had probably influenced the pressure on both her bladder and her bowels. I will bet that she's thinking about just letting it all go. Ending 1: Ending 2: Ending 3:
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    Cherry bondage

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    When Cherry agreed to this she didn't know it would be so difficult and feel so good. She was so full yet she couldn't hold herself, more so when she was told not to move. Thankfully after pleading she got permission to pee. She was so full she couldn't wait and just let her pee gush out on the spot.
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    Ria and the locked stall

    From the album: Traditional art

    Ria ignored her urge and decided to go for a drink with some friends. It was all going great untill they all decided to go home. The need hit her like a truck and her, till then ignored bladder, would not take no for an answer. She rushed into a public restroom, sadly luck wasn't on her part. The only stall was ocupied and whoever was inside ignored her pleas of help while warm pee casacaded to the floor.  Maybe next time Ria will go to the bathroom while she still can, although going back home with drenched panties isn't a feeling she particularly hates
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    Laura's surprise test

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    Poor Laura knew she shouldn't have drunk her whole bottle when the lecturer anounced a surprise test. She needed to have a good grade on this so although her bladder had given up she continued to write untill she was finished.
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    Locked Laura (mini comic)

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    Laura was snoozing a bit in class when her dear friend Dottie had something else in mind, since Laura had been so open lately with her accidents maybe she would find the little game she had devised intrasting ! So she attached a lock to her belt and waited, it took Laura a bit to notice thankfully Dottie was observing from affar to wath her squirm and notice her little pressent. She saw her emabrrased try and go to her next lecture and only when Laura was almost bet with the need to go she sent a message telling her where she had hidden the key. It was so fun to watch her nearly run to their dorm and search almost everywhere stopping in between to hold herself. Sadly for Laura just when she had found the key and had it in her hand her body betrayed her. A gush of warm pee wet her jeans and after that there was no stopping, her full bladder just let go of all it's contents soaking her jeans, her socks and her shoes and making a puddle on the floor. She was embarrased but also content, finally releasing everything felt so good!