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  1. So, today i woke up having wet the bed again. Its actually been a little while since my last accident, but last night, i wet myself. I was very embarrassed, so of course i took a picture to post online <3.
  2. 👑 The Trinket By Horatio Husky Commissioned by Hunter Chapter One The Will Hunter sighed as his mother, who he was currently on the phone with, continued to drawl about the contractual obligations he now had to abide by. His great aunt, or now his late great aunt, had left him a few things in her will that came with a few specific rules. The fennec fox had barely known her, other than seeing her at a Christmas party and once during Thanksgiving when he was very young. She was not really even his aunt, being an in-law and a cheetah to boot. He had heard a few stories about her, some from his mother who had always spoken about her with a degree of awe mixed with disapproval. Whether or not she was even really his aunt in-law was in question sometimes, but her presence in the family was nevertheless appreciated, if not coveted. She had been an Egyptianologist, but not the kind that mostly stays on the campus of a university. Accused several times of being no better than a bounty hunter with a college degree, she would often beguile whoever cared to listen at the taverns and bars she was often found at about her great adventures in the middle east. There were usually many stories told and drinks bought during such evenings. Her alcoholism aside, she had apparently kept up her taste for adventuring into abandoned tombs and caves right up until the very end. They never recovered her, but enough time had passed where her body had been declared lost and her vast collection of artifacts reclaimed by the museums and universities. Judging from their hasty reclamation of such items, they had been waiting for exactly such an opportunity as her disappearance. They had claimed most of the artifacts, at least. “So like, dumb it down for me a bit, Mom?” Hunter asked, a slight note of exasperation coloring his tone of voice as one of his large ears flicked to the side in irritation. It was his mother’s turn to sigh, which was followed up by a response. “You just can’t sell any of the stuff. You’re supposed to keep it as if it were a family heirloom. There’s some evidence to support that this does belong to us give or take a hundred generations.” Hunter replied back. “Right, don’t sell. Just keep it. Anything else?” “Not until they go through the rest of her possessions and check her records. You might be getting some money too, but that’ll take a while.” Right… After the state takes its hefty cut… Hunter thought to himself, but he did his best to keep his sense of sarcasm out of the conversation. “Great, thanks Mom.” “Of course honey, was there anything else you wanted to know about Auntie Tare?” Hunter, knowing that this would probably prolong the conversation for another good hour, shook his head before realizing that his mother could not see his reaction. He cleared his throat before he spoke. “Hrm… No, no. I think I’m good for now, still… Processing and all that. I’ll talk to you later Mom.” “Okay sweetie, let me know what’s in the box. It looks mysterious!” “Yeah, I will. Love you Mom.” “Love you sweetie, bye bye now.” The line went silent, and Hunter put his phone down on the table with a sigh of relief. As silence enveloped the apartment, interrupted only by the soft hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen, the fennec’s gaze drifted over to the box that sat in front of him on the dining room table. The word that could describe the wooden container could only be described as ornate. Carvings of Egyptian hieroglyphs laced with what he suspected was gold lining on the borders of the miniature crate gave the appearance of a most valuable item being stored inside. The wood had been treated with oil, and with great care as well. Part of him wondered if the box might be empty, as the container itself looked relatively valuable. Whatever it was, he was not surprised that his aunt had mentioned that he was not allowed to sell it. I’d probably make a pretty penny off of it too… Hunter mused to himself, as he pushed his chair back and stood up, only to crouch in front of the box in order to more closely examine its decor. He was not literate in Egyptian hieroglyphs, nor was he particularly interested in learning more about them. History had always bored the little fox, and despite having a renowned, though estranged, Egyptologist in the family it never sparked the same fascination and excitement as it did in Aunt Tare. Well, might as well have a look then. Reaching forward, he undid the clasp on the front of the box and pushed the lid open. Its hinges worked silently, and Hunter immediately noted that the entire inside of the box was laced with a vibrant, purple velvet. Amidst the swathes of cloth, Hunter beheld a palm sized brooch made of a mixture of dulled copper and gold. Marveling at it, the fennec’s eyes widened as he scanned its surface. The fennec picked it up with a paw and noted its significant weight. Equipped with a pin which Hunter presumed was intended to keep a cloak around a traveler’s shoulders, Hunter turned the brooch over and let out a surprised breath. The ornament had been placed upside down in its container, and it was studded with several small jewels with one large piece in its center. Peering closely at them, it took Hunter a moment to realize that they were opals. In the center of the metal disk, the largest of the opals was oval in shape. It gleamed as if freshly polished when it caught the last of the afternoon sun streaming from Hunter’s half shuttered window. A small scratch in the center of the opal was the only blemish on the piece, revealing the rainbow colored insides of the gem that refracted in ever changing patterns of color as he turned it over. Strangely, despite the fact that it had been sitting in the box ever since it had been delivered to his doorstep inside of its own, discrete cardboard container, the brooch was warm to the touch. And it felt like it was getting warmer. “It’s… pretty…” Hunter said lamely, to no one in particular. His initial curiosity had been sated, and he was now coming to the conclusion that he really had no use for the gem-encrusted display piece other than to perhaps show it off for his friends. The more he thought about it, being the owner of such a valuable piece now might mean that he would have to take insurance out on it. Great… Another responsibility… The fennec thought grimly to himself. Hunter was about to set the artifact down, when the opal flashed catching his eyes. Blinking, he looked down at the gem and wondered if he had imagined the sudden luminescence that had come from the piece. Gingerly, he brought it back up to his eyes and peered closely at the scratch on the gem’s surface to see if he had missed some refractive angle inside of the opal’s crack. Seeing that there was nothing he could immediately detect, he placed the brooch back down in its comfortable bed, this time right side up with the opal facing the ceiling of his apartment. He thought about where he should put the box, glancing around his apartment and seeing now apparent free space where he might rest it. I’ll probably just chuck it into my closet or something… His stomach rumbled, reminding him that his mother’s phone call had caused him to miss lunch at a reasonable hour. Closing the box, he decided to put his inheritance out of his mind for the time being. Padding over to his closet, he picked out his jacket and fumbled the keys to his apartment out of the bowl they rested in. I’m kind of hankering for some chicken… He thought to himself, his mind already beginning to drift away from the strange set of rocks that were now his, now and forever. He did, however, check twice that he had locked the door to his apartment before bounding down the staircase leading to the lobby of his apartment complex.
  3. Really wanna meet a some girls in or near San Antonio. Please if your on here hit me up. Would love to talk with like minded girls near me lol
  4. Hi! I think Bedwetting is sorely underrepresented in both AI Art and general Art on this Board. As I am a fan of seeing girls doing the humiliating act of wetting their beds even though they are grown up, I will post a couple of pictures of Anime characters in this situation. You may request a female anime character and I will look at what can be done. Now I understand that AI Art is controversial and not everyone's cup of tea, but if you are interested, leave a comment. I will start with Aqua from Konosuba.
  5. So we had a 2023 post to chronicle us who bedwet for real. Our accidents, experiances, tips, funny stories and all that goes along with being an adult bedwetter. So lets start a new one for 2024!!! I'll go first, so far I have been dry in 2024, but then it is only January 1. How about you? Did you bedwet on Jan 1 or did you wake dry too? Talk about your first bedwetting incident of 2024, as true bedwetters we all know it is not a question of If we will bedwet, more a a question of when will our first bedwetting of 2024 happen. Dry Guy 2024 here.... so far.
  6. I've been planning to do this for some time already, but only got the chance this weekend. I am a proud bedwetter bu there was something that I felt was always missing, which is a genuine accident, the last time I had it happen to me was at 8 years old. So, this year I made it a goal to actually, accidentaly, wet my bed. My plan was to pull an all-nighter while doing rapid desperation (not gonna get into detail but it's basically getting your kidneys working at full capacity but releasing your pee as you wish, and at the time of the planned wetting, you just start holding while drinking the same amount you did when you were not holding). My planned wetting was today, but I started my rapid despperation yesterday, I went through my day doing it, pulled an all-nighter, and did the same today, which got me really tired and sleepy, and decided to go get some sleep, I put on my red briefs and drank 2 and a half cups of water, I don't know exactly the measurements but it'd be a total of half a liter of water and went to sleep. On my first leaks, I woke up, but told myself that I shouldn't be bothered, and went to sleep again. Surprisingly I didn't wake up again, nor I dreamed with anything related to it. I think I just went without any holding, I finally had an accident. Only problem is that it was really big and ended up soaking my mattress too. And I still needed to go, and just couldn't hold it, I pissed myself all the way to the bathroom, where I just gave up and finished it in my briefs. I feel like I pissed a whole 2 liter bottle on the floor. I'm still recovering my ability to hold. Although it felt really good to me, I don't really recommend, as today I couldn't hold even small amounts, lucky that I didn't had to work today, but I still ended up peeing myself in two different shorts and a jeans pants in public, but it was raining so I was already quite wet, barely noticeable. The leaks are the first photo and two gifs, the other pictures are the aftermath of my bedwetting fun, which hasn't ended as I'm currently temporarily incontinent.
  7. View File @Eldridgeisan MMD Wettings The works by @Eldridgeisan on Twitter The order of the wettings are 1: https://x.com/eldridgeisan/status/1626603541287800833?s=46&t=Cvz7h5w4SjTAgb60UaNgGQ 2: https://x.com/eldridgeisan/status/1629143115797008384?s=46&t=Cvz7h5w4SjTAgb60UaNgGQ 3: https://x.com/eldridgeisan/status/1629445343753699328?s=46&t=Cvz7h5w4SjTAgb60UaNgGQ 4: https://x.com/eldridgeisan/status/1641780153088098304?s=46&t=Cvz7h5w4SjTAgb60UaNgGQ 5: https://x.com/eldridgeisan/status/1642889537155371009?s=46&t=Cvz7h5w4SjTAgb60UaNgGQ 6: https://x.com/eldridgeisan/status/1720776703889555780?s=46&t=Cvz7h5w4SjTAgb60UaNgGQ Submitter Vbucks Submitted 03/22/2024 Category Female  
  8. When I have a genuine accident, my bladder doesn’t typically empty. I usually pee just enough that I have a wet patch on my pants and sometimes I’ll have a little puddle or wet whatever I’m sitting on. but I know everyone is different, so I’m curious for others, what happens for you when you have an accident?
  9. A/N: As some of you may recall, in the fall of 2021, I started a story called "I think my boss needs to pee". What was originally going to be just two stories quickly grew to a great number, and encouraged me to write more and more. There was just one problem. When I looked back over my work, I came to realize that I didn't like how somethings turned out, and I wanted another shot at it. So I rewrote the first two chapters and have many more planned out this time. New characters, new backstories, and bolder interactions. I am keeping the original up for posterity, but this new thread is the only cannon story. Updates will be slow, but they will be worked on. Some of the tags relate to later parts. As always, feedback is not only encouraged but appreciated. Chapter 1.1 Mary-Ann laid still for a moment. Her morning alarm was blaring into her eardrums, but every muscle in her body wanted to stay in bed until she drifted back into sleep. She couldn't. She wouldn't. Today was the biggest day of her young career, and she'd be damned if she would oversleep today. She gingerly sat up, and switched off her alarm. Still in the dark, she stood. Guided by instinct, she shuffled towards the wall. Feeling around for the light switch made 4:30 feel like the darkest hour of the morning. She blinked rapidly in an attempt to adjust her eyes to the dark and took her long t-shirt off as she entered her bathroom. She tossed it in an opposite corner of the room and walked towards her toilet. Before she relived herself for the morning, she turned the shower on to let the water warm. Opening the toilet lid and quickly dropping her pink panties to the floor, she sat on the toilet, still groggy. Yawning, Mary-Ann started to pee. The sound of her slow stream hitting the toilet water was drowned out by rushing shower water, and she begun to twirl her shoulder length blonde hair. Today was going to be her arrival. The finale of nearly three years of arduous work. She had gone from drifting between office jobs and secretarial roles, barista and bartender, but now she finally found her calling. She was a mortgage officer, and now was one of the top in the nation. Soon, her steady flow of urine began to arc back towards her pussy, wetting her lips with the excess flow. In a moment, Mary-Ann was done. She sat and dripped as she thought about her tasks for the day. She had been aggressive in the real estate market, flipping houses and even buying her first rental property last year. However, the income earned from the small complex was hardly worth the constant calls. At first, the tenants would call her directly as the previous owner had neglected the apartments. The calls never stopped, at all hours of the day and night, rodents, water heaters, showers and more had been replaced, repelled and repaired. She had hired a property manager to take the calls off of her plate, but whenever an issue arose, her manager would call her before making a move, which delayed solutions and got in the way of her tenants' lives. Mary-Ann flushed and stepped into the shower. She'd clean the pee off of her privates with the showerhead. Once finished, she lathered her c-cup breasts and washed her body, mentally preparing for the biggest meeting of her life. A chance to own her own mortgage company lay ahead of her, it was the pearl of her life. The 10 and 12-hour days, the early months of being commission-only, when she made less than minimum wage; it was all about to pay off. This last meeting was all that was in the way. Taking the time to fantasize about her life before her, it took a while before Mary-Ann stopped the water flow and stepped out of the shower. Drying her 5' 10" frame was not an arduous task, but Mary-Ann was sure it took longer than most girls. She packed her gym clothes; a gray pair of spandex and a white top, and her office clothes. She quickly made her hair into a ponytail, walked her to the kitchen to fill her water bottle and left. ###################################### Karenna Bryant awoke, smacking her dry lips together. The sheets and the bed were cheap, but comfortable. What was strange to her, was the amount of light in the small apartment. It should have been darker than this. She looked over to the alarm clock. Seven. She was late. Very late. Damn it! Not today! Shit, shit! She contemplated skipping her shower that morning. But she hadn't showered yesterday either. She'd have to clean herself even just a bit. Today was her bosses big day, and potentially a massive boost for her career as well. Today was not the day to be late. A quick shower still took her too long. With little time to do her makeup, she was forced to forgo her routine morning pee. As soon as she was dressed in her grey suit pants, black belt and white blouse, Karenna was nearly out the door. Before exiting her small apartment, she grabbed a plastic water bottle from the refrigerator. Needing to beat Mary-Ann to work, she darted out the door, her heels clicking on the cement walkway outside her apartment. As she made her way to her car, Karenna regretted her haste. Her bladder was already asking for relief. ################################# What took Mary-Ann a moment was the process of applying professional makeup in a gym bathroom. Normally, she would have applied it at the office or at home on her non-workout days, but because this meeting started right 9, she had to change here. She had changed her panties, which were now a deep purple, and she pulled her pantyhose over them. A beige pencil skirt that dropped to her knees and a white blouse hid under her short blazer. After putting on her black heels, she admired herself in the mirror and remade her blonde hair into a low-professional bun. Her watch read seven-thirty, plenty of time to visit her favorite local coffee shop. It didn't take her long to get there, and she finished her second water from her tin water bottle. Two had been downed since her workout. The first scent that hit her was one of her favorites- fresh roasted coffee, and a lot of it. The morning rush appeared to have dwindled. All that was left were the amateur writers and college students. Mary-Ann walked right up to the counter with no line. The barista recognized her immediately. Hanna was always so sweet and friendly, her small stature made it appear as though Mary-Ann was much taller than she actually was. Her blue eyes met Mary-Ann’s green and their smiles were matched. "Mary-Ann! Can I get you the usual? Cute top by the way". Hanna seemed much more energetic than usual, she swayed from one foot to the other and bent her knees ever so often. While certainly not unwelcome to see such energy and vigor so early in the day, it was a bit out of character for the usually reserved girl. "Aw, thank you! Yeah, I'll have the usual. Had your coffee today?" Mary-Ann smiled wider; she was always happy to see others so gleeful. "Just been standing a while." Hanna turned towards the cappuccino machine to start Mary-Ann's order and crossed her legs. They were clad in light jeans. She put both hands on the machine's table and continued to bounce her knees. She looked a little sick and Mary-Ann couldn't help but worry. As the cappuccino machine's noise rang throughout the shop, Mary-Ann spoke up. "Are you sure you're alright?" Hanna turned back toward Mary-Ann; her light brown barista apron was bunched around her crotch. She smiled, forcibly, and tried to talk over the end of the machine's cycle. "Uh...yeah. I'm doing ok" Hanna crossed her legs again, and grabbed Mary-Ann's order. Mary-Ann took her wallet out of her purse and prepared to pay. As Hanna walked back up to the register she put Mary-Ann's order down and read her the total. Hanna sheepishly looked behind Mary-Ann, and upon seeing there was no one behind she whispered. "I'm really sorry but we're a little understaffed right now; and I really...really need to pee." As she got to the second "really" she bent her knees down again. As Mary-Ann heard the word pee, she felt a sympathetic twinge in her own bladder and felt terrible for the girl behind the counter. "I can wait a moment if you need to run- " "No! No, if that's all your getting, I'll ring you out" Hanna interrupted her a bit loudly. Mary-Ann paid with her card and put a twenty in the tip jar. She felt sorry for the poor girl, but there wasn't much she could do except give her a generous tip and leave the girl to hopefully find relief, with a lull in customers "H-have a nice... day" Hanna weakly called to her. Mary-Ann briefly turned and waved to her before heading out the door, back to her car. ################### The ride to the office was short, but as Mary-Ann pulled into a parking spot opposite the office doors, she felt her bladder give her another dull warning, but this time, it didn't leave; the two morning bottles of gym water had started to collect in her bladder and the cappuccino wasn't helping. As Mary-Ann entered her office doors, she was greeted by her protégé Karenna. "Hey boss, meeting room's ready." Karenna was an average built black woman, but she had accented her shoulder-length, straight black hair with dyed-red tips. Unaware of Karenna’s own desperation, Mary-Ann secretly wished the 23-year-old had been a little late. Their typical morning briefs would lead right up to nine o-clock, and if the room and Karenna were already good to go, she wouldn't be able to stop by their single person bathroom. Mary-Ann could only hope she would have time to relieve herself before her meeting. Karenna stood up from her desk and pressed down her grey suit pants. She gathered her notepad and filed in behind her boss into the small conference room. Before sitting down, she put down her things on the conference table and wiped a bit of fuzz off of her grey suit coat. Mary-Ann didn't need to know that Karenna had gotten there just minutes before and she still hadn't emptied her bladder, which she had now been nursing since she woke up. But the meeting in which she was mostly presenting didn't faze her. She had been in this position for eight months now, and she wasn't about to let her growing need interrupt such a tight schedule, especially today. She sat down at the conference table and Mary-Ann stepped up to the awaiting projector. A list of clients appeared on the screen as the projector adjusted itself. "Where do we stand on these?" Mary-Ann started "Jones and Richardson both are looking like they'll get underwritten today. I think we'll have issues with Wyatt though. They might have given us some bad info on the underwriting paperwork." As Karenna went into detail about each of the active clients, Mary-Ann discreetly crossed her legs and put her back to the wall. This action went unnoticed by Karenna, who had her own thighs pressed against each other. The two women continued to review the second page of active clients, and as they discussed a peculiar case in which the client had provided their proof of income from a job they left two weeks prior, Karenna felt her first serious wave of desperate pressure press against the walls of her shaved pussy. The additional effort that it took for her to hold her filled bladder caused her to hesitate mid-sentence "I can make that...mmhf...call today" Despite her growing desperation, Karenna was determined not to ask for a break. If this meeting dragged on too long, she could delay Mary-Ann, she wasn't about to do that. The only thing she was hoping for is that Mary-Ann didn't notice her situation. As she crossed her legs and subtly placed a hand against her crotch, Karenna finally admitted to herself, I need to pee Mary-Ann was also growing acutely aware of her own situation, and had begun to sway her hips in an attempt to ease some of the pressure that was developing in her bladder. While she was paying attention to what Karenna was saying, she was unaware of the equally desperate situation her protégé was in. The two continued to move the meeting forward, discussing where they were in terms of their goals for the year. Karenna at this point was pressing her backside down into the cushy office chair, the corner of the chair pressed into her crotch. Her calves were locked in place, as her heels and feet were supporting most of her forward weight, they were pointing towards each other to keep her thighs in place. When Karenna looked back up from her papers and finished her sentence, she noticed that Mary-Ann was crossing her legs and seemed to be more focused on the projected graph instead of what Karenna was saying. Mary-Ann's right arm was clutched against her left forearm, and as she swayed back and forth. Do we seriously both need to piss right now? The thought crossed Karenna’s mind as her boss hadn't responded to Karenna's statement yet. She seemed to be more so watching the clock than giving her undivided attention. Karenna spoke up "Your thoughts?" "Hmm? Oh, yeah, its fine. Good job today, Karenna. Is that all?" Karenna wasn't satisfied with the non-answer, but it was getting close to nine, and if she could get out a moment sooner to pee, she would take it. "I think that's it for now, I'll email you if any of this changes- I gotta step out for a second, your office should be set up." "I -uh, alright" Mary-Ann started a sentence, but Karenna had already stood and done a 180 towards the door. She walked back to her desk as fast and as discreetly as her heels would let her, her sensitive genitals as tight and contracted as she could get them. Throwing her meeting notes over her desk and craning her neck to briefly check Mary-Ann's office, which was in a windowed room behind her desk, Karenna made sure her boss had everything she needed. Karenna might have to piss like a racehorse, but she still had a job to do. She exhaled as the strain to stand on her tip toes caused her bladder to contact and a shiver involuntarily sent a hand to her crotch. Mary-Ann's office looked in order. Now slightly hunched over, Karenna hustled passed the front door, which was glass, and anyone in the parking lot could see her squirm in front of her desk. Starting to doubt that she was going to make it, Karenna walked quickly to the corner of the office space that housed the only bathroom. Karenna nearly ran into the white tiled room. With just a single toilet and a sink, she started to undo her black belt and turned her well-toned ass towards the toilet bowl, anticipating her long overdue release. In her haste, she pulled the belt too quickly and it stuck into place. She felt a wet drop touch her panties. Not wanting to wet her pants, Karenna used what was left of her strength to pull her belt forward and slowly undo it. As her fingers worked the tight belt, her legs shook. The strain of holding an entire morning's worth of pee was now solely on her tight and tiring bladder muscles. She could feel the first few drops slowly dribbling into her underwear. Finally her belt let go, she jammed her fingers into the waist band of her grey suit pants and flung them down to her knees, along with her panties. Before her butt had even touched the porcelain of the toilet seat, a thick, fat stream of piss shot out of her, splattering the back of the raised top before Karenna sat down in a huff, exhausted from the effort it took to avoid pissing her pants. A loud hiss filled the room as a clear-ish stream of hot urine drilled the water in the toilet bowl. Her pussy lips now dripping pee as well, having left her blue panties with a small dark patch. Her breathing slowed back to normal, but her stream stayed strong, and the aspiring black business women sat with her forearms on her thighs, trying to process her desperation and now incredible relief and get her head back to her work. Her stream seemed to slow for a moment, but Karenna contracted her bladder muscles again and the stream that was exiting her pee hole resumed with the same force that it had started with, and the hissing sound that was erupting from her thighs filled the room again. As her stream began to subside for a second time, she examined her panties. She ran her fingers though the fabric, and while it was slightly damp to the touch, they were more than serviceable. She was surprised at what a close call she just had and she sat back in relief. Her stream was just a slight trickle, but her muscles were still contracting, sending shivers from her pussy through the rest of her body. It felt good, in a way. Karenna's thoughts drifted back to work I really hope Mary-Ann was just checking the time... Karenna cut that train of thought short. She tried to convince herself that Mary-Ann was indeed just checking the time and making sure she wasn't late. This move was important for both of their careers, obviously that would weigh on her mind. I've seen her take back-to-back meetings for an entire day's work. She's sat through 3-hour licensing classes with a ton of coffee...there's no way. Karenna looked down at her own, now dripping pussy. Her pink wet skin contrasting with her dark outer lips. It's not like I didn't just think that I'd be fine. She wiped, flushed and pulled her pants back up. Reapplying her belt and checking her makeup in the mirror, she noticed that the back of her grey sport coat had gotten wet from her initial explosion. It fared the worst out of all her clothes, but it would dry before the days end, she was sure of it. Her thoughts drifted back to her boss for a moment. There's no way she needs to pee...right? Mary-Ann Adimari needed to pee. As she watched her young colleague rush out of the room, she pressed her hands against her skin, just above her burning genitals. It was tender, and her tight pencil skirt did little to assist her. Though it was a long skirt, which reached her kneecaps, it was becoming harder and harder to stand still. Her movements had nearly become involuntary, all made worse by the fact that she was in heels. She walked out of the conference room and entered her personal office. A slightly private area, its windows were against just one wall. They allowed her to be aware of what was happening outside her semi-private walls. Her bookcase, which served more as a prop for virtual meetings than actually useful books, was against the back wall, and the opposite wall partially served as a wet bar for closings. She had just refilled the alcohol shelf yesterday, and the different color liquids only served to mock her at this point. The deep red rug that spanned much of the floor gave the room a sophisticated atmosphere and played well with the walnut-colored bookshelves and mahogany desk. Mary-Ann wasn't paying attention to any of these details as she shoved her meeting notes onto her desk and trudged towards the bathroom in the main office space. She had maybe 30 seconds, but she was also starting to feel her now desperation to pee. She assumed Karenna was done as she approached the door, but the light wood was hardly sound proof. She was instead greeted by a such a loud sigh and a hissing sound that her mind instantly attempted to release her bladder muscles. The sound and sudden force of pressure baring down on her tight snatch caused Mary-Ann to shove her hands deep into her crotch and squeeze every muscle she possibly could. Her thighs and genital walls were all directed to halt the force liquid from soiling her clothes. Karenna clearly wasn't done, and Mary-Ann would be unfashionably late. She winced, attempted to straighten up, and walked back towards her office. As she sat down, some of the other financial partners and representatives from her current company were starting to join the meeting. Sitting in her black office chair, Mary-Ann turned her camera on, forced a smile, and hoped that she could pay attention for just an hour and a half. ############################ Karenna had been answering emails and making few morning calls from her desk while occasionally grabbing a drink from the water cooler outside conference room. Despite her close call this morning, she still needed to refresh ever so often and the short walk from her desk to the water cooler was enough to give her mind a quick rest. What helped the day go by the fastest however was the occasional inbound call. For a better connection, they still used landlines, so she could also fiddle with the cord while she talked. It was like her grandmother's old phone when she was growing up, and a little burst of nostalgia was all she needed sometimes. This time, when it rang, it was a local realtor, looking to connect with Mary-Ann. After the two set a time and a day, Karenna hung up and looked back through the glass at her boss. From where she was sitting, Mary-Ann appeared to be focused on her meeting, and Karenna immediately felt better about her own relief this morning. She hadn't forced her boss into an uncomfortable position and she felt her dash for the restroom was justified. Mary-Ann was attempting to look professional, but she was as stiff as a statue. Her bladder felt like a rock, and she rubbed her free hand across the tense area. It felt as though every muscle was active in a desperate struggle against herself. No longer was her bladder simply suggesting that she find a time to relieve it, it was now demanding she do so. Sarah, Mary-Ann’s lawyer and acquaintance was in the middle of negotiating Mary-Ann out of her current contract, something that the other two men present in the meeting weren’t allowing to happen easily. The meeting was starting to appear as though it was was going to drag on. Mary-Ann crossed her legs. She hoped they would take a break soon. ################################ The front door swung open and Karenna immediately broke into a smile. Her best friend proudly strode through the door with a jovial smile plastered on her round face. Her bright brown eyes put her youth on display, helped by her long, black braided hair. "Hey girlie! Surprise!” She presented a small box from behind her back. It was wrapped neatly in a bow and Karenna took it from her graciously. Getting up from her desk, Karenna gave Nia a friendly hug. "Oh my gosh Nia! Thank you so much! What is it?" "I was in town for a game and thought of you when I saw it. Open it!" Karenna did as Nia asked and slowly opened the box. A small silver necklace with a pendent stood out against the dark interior. Karenna took it out and put it on. Now Karenna was the one with a wide smile on her face. “You didn’t have to.” She said quietly, her emotions taking hold. “But I wanted to.” Nia reached back over Karenna’s desk for a friendly hug. "Is Mary-Ann here today?" Nia asked innocently "She is, but she's in a super important meeting, I'll be sure to let her know you stopped by though." “Would she mind if we hung out for a little?” Karenna looked towards Mary-Ann’s office. Her boss looked engaged in her meeting. Turning back to Nia, Karenna suggested “Yeah I guess we could talk for a little.” Motioning for her friend to follow her, Karenna led Nia into one of the conference rooms, excited to catch up with her friend. Mary-Ann was still trying to present herself as a power broker, but in her mind, she was very obviously rocking back and forth in her chair. Her knee was lifted towards her chest in an attempt to alleviate the pressure. She one hand plastered against her crotch. Mary-Ann no longer knew what they were talking about, and at this point was blindingly agreeing to the documents presented online, Sarah marking every initial down. Her jaw was locked in an attempt to remain composed, but her labored breathing gave her situation away. She hoped that her microphone hadn't picked anything up. She didn't think that she had leaked yet, but her strained muscles were starting to produce a sweat. Mary-Ann couldn't tell anymore. All she wanted was to pee. Just not in front of the present company, or with any audience really. Nia took a seat at the head of the table in the conference room and Karenna took the chair to her right. Playfully rotating the office chair from side to side, Nia asked “So…you made it. White-collar Karenna, huh?” Karenna scoffed “Hey, it beats working at that burger place. To be honest, I’m not sure why she even took me in.” “Who? Mary-Ann?” Karenna nodded “It’s not like I have experience. Or qualifications.” “She had to have seen something in you.” Karenna looked at the ground. “I lied on the application.” “And?” “And if Mary-Ann ever found out, I’m sure she’d fire me on the spot.” “Or she doesn’t care and thinks you’re the right person for the job.” Karenna looked up, then out the window, not responding. Nia knew better than to ask her friend to have some confidence, but she wished Karenna would at least have some. Her friend looked back at the ground, sparking Nia’s curiosity “Something else on your mind?” Karenna looked up, her eyes giving her away. Nia has seen it before. It always looked cute. Karenna’s eyes would widen, showing her whites. She’d almost look like a dog that had done something wrong. “It’s…ah it’s nothing” Karenna looked out the window again, then at the table. “Kar…” “No! Really! It’s stupid.” “Seems like you want to talk about it.” Karenna looked at Nia, then back down at the floor, moving her chair back and forth. She sighed. “You’re gonna laugh at me.” “Will I?” Nia asked, almost offended that her best friend would even think such a thing Karenna paused. “I…I kind of have…” Karenna spoke quietly, Nia leaned forward to hear it. “I kind of have a crush on her…” Nia giggled as she leaned back “Aww! Kar’s in love?” Karenna looked away and folded her arms “I knew telling you was stupid.” Nia leaned forward and touched Karenna’s thigh, just above her kneecap. “Kar, c’mon. You know I’m here for you. So you have a little crush, what’s the big deal?” “The deal is that it’s stupid-” “You’ve said that a hundred times now.” The two went quiet as Karenna searched for her words. She spoke again. “She's probably not into girls. Much less me. I mean if she was…she’s like a super model. She could have anyone.” “And you’re not?” “I’m me. A nerd who just has a silly office crush.” Silence between the two. Nia wanted nothing more than to grant some sort of confidence towards her friend. Maybe some humor would help. “Nice ass?” “Who?” Nia gave a sly smile. Karenna knew who she meant, lifting her hand to her mouth in embarrassment as she admitted “Oh! Y-yeah…she does…” Nia giggled “You been looking?” Karenna’s eyes dropped, she had a small smile on her face, enjoying her friends playful teasing. “She’ll bend over my desk to get something, or restock the printer. And when she does...” Karenna’s voice went low “I could die and go to heaven” Nia smiled, swaying back and forth in her chair. Nonchalantly she grabbed one of the free pens sitting on the table. She spoke, her tone getting a little more serious “Do you think I’m pretty?” Karenna furrowed her brow. “Sure. You know that ” “And you’ve had me. How’s she any different?” Nia fiddled with the pen “She’s my boss. And besides…it’d be too awkward. I-I can’t.” Nia shrugged. “You can’t even tell her she’s pretty? Drop a hint or two?” Karenna shook her head and looked at the ground. “It’ll pass. It’s just a silly crush.” The two returned to silence for a moment. Nia spoke first “Well it’s been great, but I should get going. Seriously. Maybe she’d be into you. Give it a shot.” “Thanks.” Karenna smiled as she stood. It was nice reconnecting with her longtime friend, and Karenna stretched. It had been quite the morning, but the afternoon was looking to be a smooth close to the day. After a hug, the two friends left the conference room, with Karenna moving towards her desk and Nia towards the door. As Karenna got to her chair, Nia stopped just before the door and turned back around. "Actually, um...Do you mind if I use the bathroom real quick?" "You know what?" Karenna smiled slyly, joking with her friend “What if I said no?” Nia smiled back, but her voice was serious. As she spoke, her hand, which was balled into a fist was gently place at the crotch of her jeans. “Kar, I've actually have been waiting awhile.” She jiggled her thighs “Please?” Karenna pointed her towards the bathroom door and watched her friend walk causally towards it. It was on her mind after their conversation, and Karenna couldn’t help but sneak a look at the butt of Nia jeans as she walked by. Her friend really did have a nice ass. Karenna then turned a little red. She quickly heard an audible hiss and spray from the bathroom, followed by a sigh from her friend. Her mind went back to her adventure this morning. Now that Mary-Ann had been in her meeting for a while, she only hoped that her boss was in a good spot. ##################################### Mary-Ann was locked in a desperate battle against herself and her overfilled bladder. Every muscle was in full force. Tense. Locked. Active. Unable to remove her hand from her crotch, she was gripping her self as tightly as she could. She felt clammy. Almost sick. Her legs trembled, each muscle moving involenterily with the strain of holding back her stretched bladder. She hurt. Mary-Ann’s teeth were gritted, her lips locked as she tried desperately to keep her pee from bursting out of her. She nearly considered peeing in one of her wet bar glasses. Mary-Ann was sure they couldn't handle two of her gym water bottles and a cappuccino, but it was better than peeing in front of the CEO of one of the largest mortgage companies in the nation, her attorney and business broker. That very real fear was the only thing that was keeping her water in at this point, and even that was failing. With just a few minutes left in the meeting, Mary-Ann lost a spurt of pee into her panties and her shaking legs were attempting to close the now burst dam, but now that it had started, she was afraid that it wouldn't stop. But another minute passed. The last page. It was here. Freedom. One more initial and she could have her empire and her salvation. She leaked again. The shock caused her to inhale and she gripped her mahogany desk. With every fiber of her being, she willed her pee-hole closed. Yes. She told Sarah to sign off on the last NDA. She lost again, this time a jet of pee, with a stream thick enough to tickle her closed, burning genital walls. The front of her beige pencil skirt now sported a small dark stain. But it was over, the greatest meeting of her life was over. She might just make it. The virtual meeting was ending. The first man dropped off the call, then the other. Quickly, only Sarah remained. Mary-Ann felt as though she was drowning. The weight of her full bladder pulling her down in a sea of despair. She was struggling to breathe. Her legs, clad in pantyhose, were curled around each other like a vine. Twisted and tense, they attempted to hold back the deluge of hot piss in her tender bladder. It was no use. Mary-Ann felt a hot jet of piss spray into her panties. She gasped, her twisted legs parting under the desk. “Everything ok?” Sarah asked “I-ah…um…” Mary-Ann looked down A constant leak into her panties had begun. The clear, glistening liquid was starting to darken her chair below her. She could feel the searing heat against her crotch. Mary-Ann made a desperate plea, using the last of the strength to muster a statement. “I…need the bathroom…” Mary-Ann’s voice shook with the rest of her trembling body “Yeah me too. You can wait.” Sarah either didn’t care or wasn’t aware of Mary-Ann’s plight. Mary-Ann was just able to regain control. She could feel the damp wetness of her skirt against her butt, her now soaked panties clinging to her privates. And through it all, she saw a way out. As Sarah droned on about the contract Mary-Ann had just gotten out of, confidence suddenly stuck Mary-Ann. Maybe she could make it. She had leaked and spurted enough into her underwear that the urgent feeling was starting to dissipate. She had hope. And that was all she needed. Finally Sarah ended her thoughts and wished Mary-Ann a good day before dropping off of the meeting. She had no idea the fight that Mary-Ann had been in for the duration, nor the throbbing pain of her full bladder. Mary-Ann for her part had no idea of the effort she was about to expend. Standing from her damp seat, Mary-Ann attempted to walk from her desk, but the weight of her pent up pee pushed down hard, the force of gravity crushing her now tired muscles. A sudden, heavy, sharp pain stabbed her in the back. The mass of her filled bladder crushing her tired peehole. It felt as though every liquid she had consumed that day was pressing to leave. The agony of her full bladder was not lost on the rest of her body. She shook as she bent down, sweaty, tired and exhausted. Mary-Ann bit down on her lip, hard enough that she could have drawn blood. Gripping her desk, she crossed her legs and attempted to stand. She just lost another spirt. This one made through her pantyhose and dripping onto the rug below. As she stood again, now slowly and slightly bent at the knee, Mary-Ann lost another jet of pee. And then another. Finally, she stood. Slightly bent forward, unable to stand fully. The pressure and searing pain screaming at her to relent. She wouldn’t. Her hand jammed into the crotch of her business skirt, Mary-Ann used what was left of her dignity and her strength to walk towards the door. That’s when she had an idea. The trashcan just on the other side of the door. She could rip her pantyhose down and her panties to the side. She could do it. She was so close. Each step sent a stinging pain through her body. Each movement a herculean task. But she was close. She walked by the wet bar, both shot gasses too small for the ocean of pee inside her. Her eyes bore into the small container willing her to walk through her affliction. The door swung open. It was Karenna. The sudden movement startled Mary-Ann. She gasped. It was followed by a seeping warmth into her underwear. “Hey boss! I saw you were offline. Valerie called to set up a meeting and-” Karenna was thrown off by her bosses response. Her voice was weak, hardly audible. “I…I’m s-s…sorry…” In the confusion, Karenna went quiet. Her silence was quickly pierced by a sudden tapping. It was foreign to her ears. Karenna subtily tilted her head in an effort to understand what was going on. Something caught her eye. She looked down. A dark patch was appearing on the rug at her boss’s feet. It was expanding slowly. Karenna’s eyes followed the clear droplets of liquid, her brain slowly putting together what was going on. As their eyes met, Mary-Ann nearly closed hers, tears forming in her eyes. Karenna put it together. Her jaw dropped in shock. Mary-Ann was peeing her panties. It started quick, the first stream finally breaking through her panties and splashing loudly onto the rug. She gripped the heim of her beige skirt in a feeble attempt to deny what was happening. Her face burned red in embarrassment, the only sound was her pent up pee ruining her rug with a dull splash. She looked down again. What she was doing hit her. Her pantyhouse were ruined. Wet streaks had formed down her legs where her pee had started to pool in her heels. Hot pee was dripping out the sides of her heels, and dribbling out onto a growing stain on her rug.Mary-Ann desperately tried cut off the flowing urine from her now hissing snatch. She jammed her hand back into her crotch, now soaked and warm. The pain of her attempt was unreal. It felt like her entire urinary system had bucked against her wishes to stop peeing. For all of her strife, it only weakened her flowing piss. She could no longer stop it, or even attempt to. Her body had gone too far and was too tired to bend to her will anymore. She realized that now. Giving in to her most basic need, she conceded that all she wanted was relief. Her legs shook, glistening as hot piss ruined her pantyhouse. Clear droplets splattered everywhere, dripping all over her rug. Mary-Ann Adimari, one of the top mortgage producers in the nation, now owner of her own mortgage company, was uncontrollably wetting her panties on her office floor. But Mary-Ann was too busy enjoying the emptying of her overfilled bladder into her panties to care. She didn't care about the rug she was soiling. She didn't even care that Karenna was witness to her hissing pee rushing out of her tired labia. As the many different rivulets made their way from the seat of her skirt to the rug, Mary-Ann bent forward. Her shaking knees and labored breath evidence of her defeat. Even as her rusing pee began to subside, its damage was done. Mary-Ann couldn’t bare to open her eyes as her continued to ruin her rug and undergarments in equal measure. Karenna could hardly process what she was seeing. Her boss, her secret crush, was a shaking, wet mess. Karenna wanted to hug her. To mother her. Tell her it was okay. Another feeling came over her. She knew what feeling it was. A grotesque perverted feeling of excitement. She scolded herself, and remained silent. Her bosses office was quiet. The rushing storm of her boss’s held urine now passed. Only the occasional drip from her ruined undergarments remained. Mary-Ann wanted to scream in relief. She was done peeing. The end to her torment was immeasurable. It was as if she had just experienced the most intense orgasm ever. A cold shiver ran down her spine. Her stream had begun to stopped, her over saturated panties dripped the excess urine down into her soaked skirt and small beads of pee rolled down her thighs. Mary-Ann swallowed hard, feeling the tears in her eyes. Ahe briefly wanted to masturbate. In a fleeting moment she imagined herself ripping through her pantyhose and rubbing her clit like a crazed animal. But reality quickly set in. Mary-Ann was saturated from the waist down in her own pee. She had completly lost control in front of her only employee, and had just ruined a very expensive rug. She had no words. No excuse, no escape. Her emotions set in. She wanted to cry. She wanted to run. She didn’t. She couldn’t. She stood as still as a statue, not a word spoken between the two women. Until Karenna spoke. Her quiet, soft voice still cut Mary-Ann sharper than any knife could. "Did you.. um...did, you just pee your pants?" A/N: So what did you think of the new first chapter? How did it compare to the old? What are your hopes for this new cannon? Feel free to let me know in the comments!
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    So yeah, I love these types of videos! Two cute wet dream videos. Just a couple of guys, innocently climaxing in their sleep, waking up with wet sheets. Yum. Enjoy, Rach
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  11. Hey it’s been a long time since I’ve been on here, took a break from the kink. something I’ve been wanting to do for awhile is have a genuine bed wetting accident. I’ve tried drinking a lot of water before bed but always wake up needing to pee badly never just going in my sleep! I had an idea that I think might work to make me loose control while I sleep though and I will be testing it out tonight. so I will be doing rapid desperation the whole day to get my body used to going pee as soon as I need to and I’ll pee right before bed but still drink lots of water leading up to it im going to be listening to a bed wetting hypnosis tonight before bed I listened to it this morning a couple times and leaked a little while listening. my bladder is still really full right now and I think I’m gonna listen to it one more time hopefully leak a little more in bed so my body gets used to the feeling of letting go in bed i will update tomorrow if it worked or what happened!
  12. So I had a pretty erotic experience with my girlfriend last week. I give her oral sex a lot, and as we were about to begin she said that she had to pee. I told her she would have to hold it, and since she understands and even partakes in my fetish she became very excited and got imposition for me to eat her out. As my tongue went up and down her pussy, I could tell she was struggling to hold it the way she was grabbing onto my hair and squirming. We also use handcuffs a lot, so that made it even harder for her to contain herself. She said she had started to leak a little bit, and her nether regions were definitely feeling a lot wetter than usual. But naturally I kept going, licking her all over until she I could tell she was reaching orgasm, and I tasted something I’ve never tasted before while doing this. I could tell by how wet she was and by this new taste that she had peed, which she confirmed for me once the orgasm had finished racking her body. Indeed, when we got up there was a decently sized puddle on the bed beneath her, meaning it wasn’t just a quick squirt that happened – she fully let loose as I was pleasuring her, which we both found incredibly sexy. After that I laid down beside the pee puddle, while she returned the favor on me with her own mouth until I also came as well, thinking about the amazing experience I just got to be a part of. I’ve attached some pictures we took after her little accidents, as well as links to her X account and her fansly. Like I said she indulges in the fetish as well and you can expect to see more peeing and wetting content from her as a result of this most recent bedroom adventure. https://x.com/goddesslissa007?s=21&t=OgKjj7Z4FKMqCYM2wv_1Bw Http://fansly.com/Goddess_Lissa
  13. Hi all! I vowed to start participating here as opposed to always lurking with intent. I will begin by sharing all of my true accounts as I can starting with my last short term relationship. Nancy and I had known each other since High School and we hooked up thorough Facebook starting as mutual friends and then beginning to date after we saw each other after years at a party she had. Since Nancy knew me since I was basically a kid I was able to tell her about my Omo interests telling her that it developed by me being a bedwetter through puberty and it was tough dating in high school because of it. She was very sympathetic and actually felt bad for me but I told her that I am perfectly fine and own my kink which I am happy with. Well, the first night we slept together I soaked the bed and she did not care at all. It was awesome!! I wet every single time she slept over so I started wearing diapers which she actually suggested so I could be comfortable which I did. I already had some Northshore's. I told her that I love to keep my wet diaper on and continue wetting it after I wake up and we have coffee. She never batted an eye. Everything was cool as far as my kink but here was the problem guys....she had a very shitty sex drive. Pretty close to nothing and because of it I got totally bored in the relationship. Trust me it wasn't because of my wetting as a good friend of mine went out with her in high school and said she was exactly the same then. Because of this I totally lost my attraction to her and broke it off after about 4 months which really bummed her out. I just told her I wasn't ready for a relationship as my life had changed due to me getting laid off after 24 years and just starting a new job. I didn't want to hurt her feelings telling her I was bored sexually. I can enjoy sex without Omo being involved so that's not a problem at all but eventually I need it as it's like a natural Viagra equivalent. Wetting is just so damn hot!! She didn't even masturbate on her own and that to me is a huge red flag. Too bad huh? We still keep in touch now and then and I have thought about reconnecting but I kinda think it would only be because she accepts my kink and that is not a good reason to be with someone.
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    A treat for you guys, enjoy!
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  15. I got a mattress protector a while back, but have never built up the courage to actually have an accident on it. I told myself "maybe I'd wake up wet one day". But, I've never had a genuine bed-wetting accident. Maybe I can train myself for that one day... Yesterday while watching anime, I decided to test the waters and wet myself rather than going to the bathroom 🙂 After taking off the sheets, the mattress protector held up and not a drop hit the mattress. Although this was only a half accident. When wetting, I find it hard to empty my entire bladder. If your wondering, it's a "SafeRest 100% waterproof mattress protector". It's very soft, and you would never expect that you actually had a mattress protector on just from laying on the sheets. What are everyone else's experiences with mattress protectors? Is one usually good enough, or do you double up just to play it safe? Also, I only sat in my pee puddle for a half hour before removing. I wonder if the effectiveness would last over a longer period of time.
  16. Hello! I have had a busy couple of months, but things have finaly calmed down again. I have been meaning to post this for a while, but i keapt getting distracted. I could post in my regular bedwetting picture thread, but i felt it was getting a bit long. Anyway, this January i had a huge uptick in accidents, i almost every night for 2 weeks straight (unusual for me). While this was admittedly exciting i was also a little concerned, but it tapered off around the end of February. This is really embarrassing, but i wanted to post these pictures of my bedwetting tracker for you all to see... right now im only waking up wet once or twice a week. That being said, i did wake up wet this morning. please enjoy this picture of my wet sheets...<3
  17. Another Equestria Girls story about Sunset Shimmer. Note that while I tagged it for messing, there isn't a huge amount of focus on that, it doesn't even describe the messing. You'll see. Most of it is about the wettings. If you like the scenario but don't know who the character is, google "Sunset Shimmer pajamas". Disclaimer: I would not recommend staying up as long as she does to play any game no matter how good it is. But if you want to keep playing for hours and wet yourself every time you have to go, go right ahead. Also, may contain spoilers for the game in question. Sunset Won't Stop Playing Sunset Shimmer lay in her bed, when Twilight Sparkle came and nudged her. Sunset woke up. "What is it?" "Rise and shine, Sunset!" said Twilight. "I got you a late birthday present." She held up The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom. Sunset immediately jumped out of bed. She gave Twilight a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, Twilight." She had loved Breath of the Wild, and seen the trailer for Tears of the Kingdom, so she had been very excited for this game to come out. "I'll make some coffee for you," said Twilight. "You can start playing whenever you want." Sunset ran straight for her Switch, without stopping to shower, change out of her pajamas, or go to the bathroom. She put the game in her Switch, turned it on, and started playing. Twilight poured two cups of coffee and started drinking one, handing the other to Sunset. "Thanks," said Sunset. "I'll probably play for several days straight if it's as good as it seems. Is that all right?" "I suppose so," said Twilight. "I can give you coffee and energy drinks if you really want to stay awake that long. But if, after a week, you haven't beaten the game, I'll make you take a break and get some sleep. Deal?" "Deal!" "You might need the whole coffee pot in that case," said Twilight, setting it down on Sunset's table in front of her couch. Sunset explored the Forgotten Foundation, and when she saw Ganondorf for the first time, she jumped. After that, she played through the Great Sky Island, finding all the new abilities and new additions to be fun, especially Ascend. Eventually, she reached Lookout Landing, and loved the Skyview Tower launching sequence, during which Twilight drank a glass of water and gave Sunset a soda. After being given the Regional Phenomena quest, she also journeyed into the Depths for the first time. After obtaining the Camera, she explored the Depths and got more Lightroots. By now, Sunset had to go to the bathroom. She had not used the bathroom all day, and she had drank a big cup of coffee and a soda. But she loved this game already and didn't want to stop playing, so she held it. Eventually, she left the Depths and got the Skyview Tower with the enemy camp around it. It took her a few tries, and some frustration, to defeat the Boss Bokoblin, and she yelled and groaned in frustration, partly because she couldn't beat him, and partly because she had to pee. But she eventually used a Muddle Bud to turn him against the other Bokoblins, and defeated him, before activating the tower. After exploring some Sky Islands and getting some shrines, she made her way to Lindor's Brow Skyview Tower, where she talked to Hestu and got some weapon expansions from him with Korok Seeds she had found on her travels. She then made her way to the Great Plateau for some nostalgia, as this was the starting area in Breath of the Wild. She talked to the goddess statue, which said it was trapped under the water. After a bit of searching, Sunset found the water area and drained it. This put a bit more pressure on her full bladder. At 11:00, Twilight made Sunset a smoothie that had many nutrients in it. Sunset drank it as she played, finding all four of the statue's eyes, throwing them into the chasms, and taking them to the center. After that, she got Autobuild, and while she had been expecting the Researchers to be Yiga, she was surprised when Master Kohga showed up, as she had thought he was dead. But she beat him easily, and then decided to explore the Depths some more, collecting Poes, Bomb Flowers, Puffshrooms, and Muddle Buds, as well as activating more Lightroots and attacking enemy camps for Zonaite to power her energy cell. By now, she really needed to go. She was fidgeting where she sat, but she wouldn't stop playing. "I'll be right back, I have to go to the bathroom," said Twilight, and she walked down the hall to the bathroom. When she returned, she noticed how Sunset was fidgeting. "Maybe you should pause and use the bathroom too. You drank more than me, and you look like you really have to go." "I don't want to stop playing," said Sunset. A few more minutes went by, and Sunset fidgeted harder as her need to pee grew more and more intense. "If you don't pause and go to the bathroom now, you'll have an accident," said Twilight. "You're right," said Sunset. "I'll go to the bathroom." Rather than stand up, Sunset stopped fidgeting, spread her legs, and peed her pajamas. As she peed, she continued playing, aware of the warm wetness spreading through her pajama pants and rear end but not caring too much. Twilight stared as the wet spot spread through the crotch of Sunset's pajama pants and wet the cushion she was sitting on. A hissing noise was heard, and the smell of pee wafted into Twilight's nostrils. Sunset finished peeing, sighed of immense relief, and kept playing in her wet pants. "I can't believe you peed yourself," said Twilight. "But, it is kind of cute." Sunset smiled. She wasn't exactly ashamed of wetting her PJ's, but it was nice to know that Twilight wasn't disgusted with her. ... Sunset kept playing all day long, and Twilight continued to bring her soda, energy drinks, and water, as well as another smoothie for supper. Sunset was always polite and thanked Twilight for them, and would sometimes chat with Twilight, who was also enjoying watching Sunset play. She peed three more times (one of which was during her first encounter with Gloom Hands), to which she was unashamed and Twilight thought it was cute and hot. Shortly after 11:00, Sunset beat the Wind Temple. "Do you want to stop here and go to bed?" Twilight asked. "Nah, I'll keep playing if that's all right," said Sunset. "I'll make you another pot of coffee then," said Twilight. "But remember, one week and then you get some rest." "Sounds good." Twilight made a big pot of coffee for Sunset, who drank it quickly. "Thanks, Twilight." "Any time. See you tomorrow morning." Twilight walked away. She knew Sunset was going to have a big pee from that coffee tonight, and giggled at the thought that it would inevitably end up in her pants. Sunset started activating all the Skyview Towers, finding paragliding easier and more fun now that she had Tulin and his Gust. Just as she was getting the last one, which was trapped under snow, she had to pee really badly from the coffee. Without any hesitation, she blasted a power pee in her already wet pants, sighing of relief, and then began hunting geoglyphs. ... Over the course of six days, Sunset never stopped playing, and stayed awake through all the coffee and energy drinks Twilight gave her, as well as some soda, water, and smoothies. Every time Sunset needed to go, she went in her pajamas. She stank really bad from not washing for six days, especially her pants from peeing in them several times a day, but she didn't mind, and neither did Twilight. On the sixth day, Twilight sent everyone a text saying Sunset was about to fight Ganondorf. They all came over, arriving as Sunset was making her way through the final path. "Oh my," said Rarity when she saw the state Sunset was in. "You really stink, Sunset," said Rainbow Dash. "That wasn't very nice," said Fluttershy. She got a whiff of Sunset. "Oh my..." "She hasn't gotten up from that couch in six days," said Twilight. "Not even to go to the bathroom." She giggled. "I told her if it's more than a week she'll have to rest, but she's about to beat the game today." So they watched as Sunset fought Ganondorf, and, with a bit of difficulty, defeated him. Everyone cheered as the Demon King exploded and the "Destroy Ganondorf" quest was labeled as complete. Sunset let out a sigh, thinking she had finished the game, and peed, but no one noticed because their eyes were on the screen. She was surprised when she had to catch Zelda at the end, but was able to do so. When the credits rolled, Sunset set the controller down. "That was such a fun game. I really enjoyed it." "I can tell, from how you wouldn't stop playing for six days straight," said Twilight. "Not even to go to the bathroom." "What's a little pee if I can keep playing a great game?" "It was a lot of pee." "That too." "All right, Sunset. You've beaten the game, you've had your fun, now, time to get some rest." "But first," said Rarity, "you really need a bath." Sunset sniffed her armpit. "Ooh. You're right, I do." She stood up, but as she hadn't stood or slept for six days, she wobbled around, so Twilight carried Sunset over her shoulder. She got a full whiff of Sunset's stench, but she didn't mind. If anything she kind of enjoyed it. Pinkie sniffed Sunset's rear end. "Phew! Did you poop your pants too, Sunny?" "Yes, I did," said Sunset. Everyone laughed, finding it funny rather than disgusting. Twilight filled the tub with warm, soapy water, and put Sunset in the tub, still in her smelly pajamas. Twilight washed Sunset all over, and Sunset took pleasure in this warm, relaxing bath. "All right, now let's get your dirty rear end clean," said Twilight. Sunset got on all fours with her tushie in the air. Twilight poured a large dollop of soap onto Sunset's butt and rubbed it with both hands, coating her smelly pajamas in suds. Both Twilight and Sunset really enjoyed this. After washing Sunset's rear for over ten minutes, Twilight figured her pants were as clean as they were going to get. After washing Sunset's legs and feet, she drained the water, rinsed Sunset with the shower head, and dried her enough so that she was still wet but no longer dripping. After that, Sunset climbed into her bed and fell asleep. The other girls went home, and Twilight sat beside Sunset as she got her much-needed rest. About an hour later, a soft hissing noise was heard as Sunset peed in her sleep. Twilight giggled. She wasn't surprised. Sunset had been using her pajamas as a toilet for almost a week so it was only natural she'd lose some bladder control. Maybe she'd have to potty retrain her. Twilight was looking forward to this. She woke up the following morning. "Good morning, Sunset!" said Twilight cheerfully. "Good morning, Twilight," said Sunset. She stretched her arms, yawned, and felt her pajamas. They had mostly dried from her bath, but her pajama pants felt wet, and a pee smell was in the air. "Why are my pajamas wet?" "You wet the bed," said Twilight. "No need to feel ashamed. It happens, especially if you pee your pants several times for six days straight." "Who said I feel ashamed?" Sunset said with a smile. "I might have to get potty retrained during the day, but I kind of like waking up wet." She giggled. "And you always look cute in wet PJ's", said Twilight. It only took a few days to potty retrain Sunset. But she would still wet the bed many nights. Though, part of this could be due to always drinking a lot right before bed. Neither she nor Twilight minded, though; in fact, if Sunset woke up dry, she would deliberately wet her pants where she lay, much to Twilight's amusement. The End
  18. I've done something I haven't gotten to do in such a long time. I had nearly forgotten that feeling. In the evenings I like to drink a large cup of hot tea to help me relax. Sometimes I use the restroom before going to bed, sometimes I don't. I like the feeling of a nice 7 full bladder as I fall asleep. Of course upon waking I'm always at a 9 or 10. Just perfect for a morning urgent trip to... wherever I feel like peeing 😉. Mostly it's just a run to the bathroom. But this morning I would have the perfect opportunity not to. So after my evening tea the night before, I just put down an extra blanket and climbed in bed, knowing I'd be pretty desperate by morning. We already know how my morning went. Me squirming a little, not wanting to get up to pee, saying "fuck it" and then soaking myself and the bed. After I laid there under my nice warm covers and on topnof my nice warm puddle, half asleep and enjoying my naughtiness. I decided that it felt too good to get out of bed. Even just laying there in my pissy wet bed, felt so amazing. It had need way too long since I had a bed I could do that in. I started reminiscing about those days. Days where I was alone, wet, naughty, body tingling with excitement. Then there's that feeling when you know that if you just relaxed your muscles you co!l8+oo}pp}uld let the piss flow. We all know that feeling. Warm and soothing, and comfortable. As soon as I got that feeling I knew how I would spend the rest of my naughty morning. Laying there relaxed and pissing myself every time that little tingle comes. I don't know if this happens to others, but every time, just after a small gush of piss leaks out, my body quivers a little and twitches. It feels like the smallest shiver of an orgasm. Ten times My goal was to spend the morning in my wet bed, leaking like a baby, at least ten times. Each time the rush of piss escaped and ran down my bottom, or soaked up the front of my pajamas, or trickled down my legs, felt like warm hands stroking my skin, like a hot little tongue licking and kissing most sensitive areas. And then at the end of each leaking piss, there was that twitch, arousing me little by little. By the tenth time wetting my bed in my soaked pajamas I couldn't take it anymore. I had to take care of this delicious sexy feeling I was getting in my tummy with each wetting. So I took down my pajamas bottoms and my panties, turned onto my stomach and began rubbing the wet blanket against my self, grinding the soft hot fabric. It felt so amazing, like a warm wet mouth kissing and licking. It felt so hot and naughty and sexy. It felt personal and secret and sensual. Climaxing like that was a feeling that I hadn't had in a very long time. It was so good that I had to push one last spurt of piss out right in the middle of that intimate pleasure and savor the tickling feeling as it trickled down my vulva and down my legs.
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