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  1. It was the day before the big final exam and jay was studying hard. He had his head in books and online videos for weeks to make sure he was ready for this final test. The final test ever before he became a fully qualified mechanic. This was it do or die. If he failed this his dream was over. He was leaving nothing to chance. He had been keeping himself awake by drinking coffee and energy drinks to maximise his chances for retaining the info. He had been going to the toilet more and more but he didn’t think anything of it, he put it down to nerves. He woke up in the morning and did his usual routine. He went downstairs and had breakfast. He had some fruit along with a full breakfast with all the trimmings and a couple of cups of coffee. He didn’t want to be hungry during the test and have his mind on his stomach. After breakfast he headed up stairs and and hopped into the shower. Usually he has to do his daily poop right after but he didn’t need. “Strange” jay thought “but hey more time to study”. He looked at his clock “time to get ready”. He took his pyjamas off and slipped his tight white boxers on followed by his socks and his skinny cargo trousers followed lastly by his work polo shirt. Jay got into his car and started the 45 minute drive to the test centre. About 15 minutes from the centre he hit traffic. “Great, this is what I need when I have a test in 40 minutes”. Jays bladder had now refilled and was needing to pee. “God please hurry up, I can’t have a repeat of last time I was desperate in a car. I’m not going home this time Iv got a whole day ahead of me”. 10 minutes past and jay was now bursting. He loosened his seatbelt and grabbed his cock to ease the pain. The thoughts of engines and tests had now gone out his head. His thoughts now were of trying not to pee his pants. His bladder was begging for release but jay held on. He put his hand down his pants and gripped his cock which made him hard. The traffic started to move, his hand came out his pants but his hard 6 inches wouldn’t go back into his boxers so his waistband caught the top of it. “At least that’s keeping pressure on it while I drive”. jay arrived at the test centre, parked up and moved fast to get inside. One hand in his pocket to keep pressure on his dick so he didn’t have an accident. He sees his mates in the seating area prepping before they enter the exam hall. “Hey jay” Cole shouted to get his attention. Jay walked over to them. “hey guys, where’s the bathroom, I really got to piss, I got held up in traffic”. “It’s over there bro” Louis pointed. Jay rushed into the toilet and whipped his penis out and peed for a straight 2 minutes. “Oh god I didn’t think I was going to make that” he sighed. He headed out the bathroom and sat next to his mates. The examiner came out and explained how the day was going to work. “Hi boys, I’m the examiner today so if you need anything please ask me”. “The first 3 hours of the exam will be the practical part. We will then break for an hour for lunch then we are back in for 2 hours to finish the theory. After that you will hopefully be fully qualified”. “We will start in 5 minutes so please get ready because once we start you will not be allowed to leave until you are done”. The boys seemed confident for the day ahead. “I better go for another piss before we go in” jay said. “Same” said Cole. About half the boys went into the toilet before the exam started. The boys entered the room and took their positions at their engines. “Okay you have your instruction sheets next to you, remember of you need anything then ask me, good luck”. An hour in and jay was on a roll, flying through his tasks. “Glad I stayed up and did all that revision, it’s clearly paying off”. Jay thought. Suddenly his stomach made a strange noise which caught the attention of some of the boys. “Oh god why is my stomach hurting now? I’m not nervous”? 10 minutes of pain later he realised what was wrong. The days of not pooping were obviously coming to an end. “No, no not now” he panicked. “Relax jay get a grip it’s just nerves, get your head in the game”. 10 minutes later the urge is too strong. “I can go to the toilet for a quick poop then back to work and still have enough time to get finished”. He went up to the examiner “can I go to the toilet please”? “No jay I’m sorry you can’t leave the room” the examiner replied. Jay panicked “what”. “You might cheat if you leave the room, and we can’t risk that”. The examiner whispered. “But I really have to go” jay pleaded. “Your just going to have to hold it, go back to work and you will probably forget about it” the examiner said. 15 minutes later jay was at breaking point. He went up to the examiner “ I really need to go to the bathroom please, it’s an emergency”. “Jay your 21, 21 year olds don’t have emergencies” the examiner hissed, starting to get mad. “They can’t do this to me can they? I’m an adult who needs the toilet getting treated like a child” jay thought. “So what am I supposed to do then”? He asked. “Just hold it in, you will be fine” the examiner replied. “But I can’t hold on, for real”. “Your just going to have to hold on. Your opinions are: hold on and wait. Leave the class to go to the bathroom and not be allowed back in which will result in a fail OR you go back to work and just have an accident” that’s the three options you have. There is some good news though” the examiner smiled. “Really” jay smiled “what’s that” “you get to pick what option you want” the examiner laughed. Jay walked back to his bench. “Are you alright” Louis asked. “No, I really have to take a shit” jay answered. Louis laughed “we’ll go ask to use the toilet then”. “I did” jay responded. “What” Louis replied. “I did twice, and the answer was no” “really like they actually said no you can’t use the toilet”? “yes” jay said. “Apparently if you need the toilet, you either hold it, fail the course or use your pants”. “What option are you going for” Louis whispered. “Honestly option 1 isn’t an option at this point”. “Seriously” Louis asked surprisingly.”really said jay. “And I can’t fail this course, I have been doing it for so long and this is the end, I can’t fail now”. “Well good luck bro” Louis said hesitantly. “I have to piss jay, like bad”. Louis said. “Good luck getting permission”. Jay replied still desperate for his release. “Can I please go to the toilet” Louis pleaded. “No like I said to another boy, you can’t leave the room unless you want to fail. No excuses”. The examiner barked. “Honestly don’t know how you boys can’t just hold on for 3 hours”. “I haven't peed since I left my house this morning” Louis answered. “And that’s my problem how” the examiner looked at Louis. 2 hours in, 1 hour to go. “I can’t hold on anymore Louis, I can feel it coming” jay said regrettably. “What do you mean” Louis replied. “Option 3”. Louis instantly looked at jay. He was hunched over. Jay decided to push. He could feel a long log push into his boxers. “Oh god, that feels good” jay thought as he kept pushing. Another 2 messy logs made their way into the seat of his boxers. Every push made his stomach feel better. Louis stared at his mate who was now resembling a little toddler making a mess in his pants. “Jay are you actually messing your pants”? Louis asked shockingly. He didn’t need an answer, he could see the large bulge in the back of jays pants as it grew bigger and bigger. Jay pushed one last time. He screwed his face up and grunted. Finally one last log was released into his now every tight boxers. He finally finished pushing and started panting after that hard effort he had just put in to that activity. He stood up and looked at Louis. “Mate I honestly couldn’t hold it”. Louis looked shocked. A 21 year old had just shat himself and looked as if he enjoyed it. “Now what are you going to do” He asked. “I don’t know actually” jay replied. The sweet feeling of release how now vanished and fear and embarrassment was now in full affect. “I better tell the examiner” he said. Jay could hardly walk with the massive bulge sitting in the seat of his pants. “Option 3” jay said. “What” said the examiner. “ I had to pick option 3, I had no choice”. “I had an accident in my pants, can I please go and clean up” jay whimpered embarrassingly. “What part about no leaving the room don’t you get”. “ you can’t leave” the examiner shouted. The other boys turned round. “What am I supposed to do”. “Your supposed to go back to your exam” the examiner said. “But I can barley walk let alone concentrate on my exam”. “Tough” the examiner replied. Can you phone my mum to being some clean boxers then”? Jay asked. “Did you actually just ask me to phone your mum to bring you clean pants because her 21 year old son has had an accident in his boxers”? “If that’s what you want I will”. Jay wrote down his mums number and gave it to the examiner. “Ok I will phone her, go back and finish your exam”. Jay waddled back to his bench. the room was silent. “Hi is that jays mum? All the boys turned around. Yes it’s the examiner here, Jay has had a little bit of an accident and I need you to pop down” The boys looked at jay worryingly. “No no he’s not hurt or injured, he’s had a little accident in his pants and he’s requesting that you bring him some clean boxers to change into”. The boys turned and laughed at jay. They couldn’t believe a 21 year old had messed his boxers. A roar of laughter rang out even though some of them were close to having accidents themselves. “Get back to work all of you” the examiner shouted. He walked up to jay. “Bit of bad news, your mums not going to be able to come she’s busy at work” “what am I supposed to do then” just sit in messy boxers all day”? “I don’t know Jay, just focus on the exam” he replied. Jays pants and bum was a mess and he couldn’t do anything but stand there like a little kid, humiliated. “Jay, I think I might be choosing option 3” Louis whispered. “I honestly can’t hold it back anymore, I can’t hold on for the last 20 minutes”. Louis said nervously. “Excuse me, can I please go to the toilet, it’s an emergency” Louis asked. He thought he would be allowed to go since the bad situation that had just occurred with jay. “No there’s 20 minutes left just hold on”. “I honestly can’t” Louis replied. “You know the options Louis, you will have to pick one and that’s the last toilet request I want to hear today” the examiner shouted. “Just do it in your pants like little boy jay over there” one boy laughed. Jay and Louis ignored them. “What does it feel like jay”? “Well I didn’t piss my pants, I only pooped so I don’t know”. He said depressingly. “I’m gonna pee my pants, it’s gonna happen” Louis said. “Just do it mate, you will feel better” jay replied. “How are you doing…….with you know” Louis asked nervously. “Have a look if you want” jay whispered. Jay turned around and Louis pulled the waistband of his boxers back. “There is so much in there, you must have been desperate”. “Yeh I was mate, that’s why I have a mountain of poop in my pants and I can’t change”. “I’m gonna have to just empty my boxers at lunch”. Jay was working in his engine when he heard a “hsssssssss”. He looked over at Louis. He was pissing in his pants. Louis stood still, head up to the ceiling, clearly enjoying his sweet release. Louis stood there soaking his boxers which held the pee for about 2 seconds before his grey trousers turned nearly black. He finished up and let out a sigh of relief. “Man that feels better” Louis said. “You sure about that, your standing in peed pants”. Jay asked. “Couldn’t hold it any more, so just let it go. My mums at home so I know she will come and give me clean boxers and trousers” Louis laughed. “Well arnt you lucky” jay replied. “Enjoy staying in your poopy boxers all day” Louis joked. “Excuse me, I had an accident, Iv peed in my pants”. Louis announced to the examiner. “Are you joking me, I have had 2 boys in their 20s mess and pee in their pants today”. He said shockingly. “I can give you my mums number so she can come with clean boxers”. “Wow” the examiner was done now he had had enough. “What’s her number”. Louis gave the number and walked back to his bench. a minute later the examiner came up to Louis “your mums not picking up the phone”. “What” Louis panicked. “Try again” he demanded. “I have phoned 4 times and no answer, sorry mate, looks like you shouldn’t have peed in your boxers eh” he laughed. “Fuck what am I going to do” Louis asked jay. “ nothing, you can do nothing, your just going to have to sit in your wet pants”. Jay laughed. during lunch Louis phoned his mum and managed to speak to her. Jay was in the toilet trying to clean up as much as he could. He came out and sat next to Louis. “Any luck”? Jay asked. “She’s not coming” Louis whispered. “Hahaha unlucky mate, I’m a bit cleaner now and at least I’m dry, why is she not coming”. “She said that if her 22 year old boy pees his pants he has to stay in his peed pants as punishment”. Louis said totally shamed. “That’s rough mate, try and dry off if you can”. Jay said. Everyone went back into the class after lunch and took their seats. “Remember, no one is allowed to leave the class room under any circumstances” the examiner reminded everyone. The boys turned their papers over and began their exam. An hour in and jays stomach started to make noises again. “No not again, not again, surely there can’t be more” he thought. He needed to pee again but he knew he could hold that until the end. An hour and I will be fine. 30 minutes left and most of the boys were getting up and leaving the exam room since they had finished. Jay knew that he was not going to be allowed to leave. He pressed his bum into his seat to help the uncomfortableness of his situation. 5 minutes later he was desperate, he couldn’t concentrate on the exam. “I need to get this test finished or I’m going to fail”. Jay knew that he couldn’t concentrate and hold at the same time. “Well Iv done it once and it wasn’t that bad, plus there’s less people here. If I just let go get the last couple of questions done, I can leave, clean up and get home and no one will notice”. Jay shifted his weight to one of his body so one bum cheek was off the seat. He gave a large push and a big size log made its way into the seat of his pants. “Oh god that feels better, gross but better he thought”. Another made it’s way out and nestled next to the other one. He got back into his test and finished the last few questions. “Done, thank god that’s over, still desperate to pee” he thought. He stood up and could feel the mess in his pants, it was hard to walk so he had to semi waddle. He took his papers and gave them to the examiner. “Thanks jay, you can sit back down now” the examiner whispered. “But Iv finished, I’m leaving” jay whispered. “No you can’t levae there’s only 20 minutes left and no one can leave in the last 20 minutes so they don’t disturb the people finishing up” the examiner replied. “But I have to pee” jay said. “Not this again, sit down you can hold on for 20 minutes”. The examiner sniffed the air. “Have you pooped in your pants again”? “No” jay replied. And went back to his seat. The examiner watched him waddle back to his seat. It was evident that jay had went in his pants again. 10 minutes to go and the examiner walks up and down the rows. He passed jay. “I really have to pee, I can’t hold it anymore” jay begged. “Your not leaving, there’s only 10 minutes left, plus you have clearly already had an accident again so you might as well just pee yourself too”. The examiner said and walked away. Jay felt a spurt leave his penis and a little wet patch on his boxers. “Fuck no no” he thought. A minute later another spurt come out. 5 minutes later the flood gates open. Jay is holding on but it’s not doing anything the boxers and trousers are getting soaked. The chair he was sitting in was flooded. He gave up and sat properly in his chair. The shit in has pants getting squashed against his bum. The remaining boys looked at him and started laughing “not again for god sake, you need help jay” the examiner shouted. “Time up, you may leave, goodbye”. “Louis, help your messy friend out of the room and to the toilet”. Jay stood up wet and messy and walked to the toilet with Louis. “Just go I will be fine mate” jay said with tears in his eyes”. “Stay here I will be back, you can’t get into your car like that you will ruin it, I will come back with clean clothes” Louis replied. 20 minutes later Louis comes back into the toilet. “I’m sorry jay but the shop didn’t have clothes, they only sold underwear, this is all they had”. He held out a pack of small briefs which were cleary too small for jay. He got cleaned up and put the small pants on. Ok jay they looked more like a thong but he had no choice. “Didn’t realised you had such a big bum and dick” Louis laughed. “Shut up I’m getting crushed in these things”. Jay didn’t want to put his trousers back on so he wrapped a jumper round his waist and help Louis coat in front. They got to his car bad he gave Louis coat back to him. “Well done for passing mate” Louis said. “Same to you bro, and thank for helping me out today, I honestly couldn’t hold it”Jay replied. “Cleary not, they were some accidents you had. Enjoy your new pants”he joked. The boys got into their cars, waived and drive off.
  2. Like the title says I had my first public wetting! I was at a gas station and wet my jeans while pumping gas. There was only one other person there but so many people were driving by someone had to see me. Does anyone else have any fun public wetting stories or suggestions for my future public pee adventures?
  3. I’ve been on this site for a very long time as a lurker, but never really contributed very much. But I figure it’s time I try my hand at writing. I will also do fan fiction on request if I am familiar with the series and given a compelling scenario. This series will be comprised of stories that are based on experiences I had or heard about in the American navy, though exaggerated to what I wish I had seen. There will be discrepancies between the portrayal of the navy in my writing and in real life. All characters and ships are fictional. This is for both anonymity as well as accessibility. What Do You Do With a Desperate Sailor: Navy Omorashi Stories A Dead Radio Airman Sarah Fox hadn’t planned on being in security, but her Leading Petty Officer had insisted it was all part of the process. “Everyone does a stint in security. They need extra help when we’re in port, and most departments can spare a few people,” he had told her when she was temporarily assigned to Inport Security. Fox had joined as an air rate, and felt that she wasn’t in good form for a security member. She was 5’2” and 130 pounds, with dirty blonde hair tied up in an official-looking navy bun. She had brown doe eyes and slightly below average breasts. Her ass managed to look good even in the camo NWU pants she was wearing, which in her opinion was quite an accomplishment. The overall effect did not leave her looking very formidable, so she was worried that anyone trying to pick a fight would fight her first. The security class hadn’t been too hard, and the schedule would take some getting used to. After completing the class and qualifying on the weapons, Sarah was assigned to Watch Section Four. And now here she was, standing guard on the flight deck of the USS Edith Wilson with a rifle. Her rifle watch for today would be over at 1200 and it was just after 0800 colors on Sunday morning. After the colors detail had raised the flag, she hadn’t seen another person. Sarah was starting to feel a slight twinge in her bladder. She had called for a chow relief barely an hour ago, and had used the bathroom right after she left her post, but she was already feeling it again. She was reluctant to call for a relief again so soon, mostly because of what Petty Officer Forrester had told her. He said to only ask for reliefs when absolutely necessary, because there were often many things going on that needed attention and that if one person was asking for too many reliefs people would begin to think they were just trying to get out of watch. Sarah didn’t want to get a reputation for trying to skate by her watch on head breaks, so she contented herself with watching the San Diego harbor. It was full of sailboats on a Sunday morning from people enjoying their weekend. As she watched a seagull dive down to grab a fish out of the water, Sarah felt another twinge and checked her watch. 0830. Damn it. It’s going to be a long post, she thought to herself. At 0930, the San Diego harbor had really lost its appeal, as Sarah didn’t even want to look at water. Minutes were trickling by like hours, and she was starting to sweat even though it was a cool September day in San Diego. At 0945, Sarah began to doubt that she could hold it another hour, let alone to the end of her watch. She decided to bite the bullet and request another bathroom relief. She pressed her radio button and her heart stopped. It didn’t beep. All the radios beeped when you pressed them to indicate transmitting. Sarah pulled the radio off her vest to check the battery. It was turned off. She turned it on and the screen flashed “LOW BATTERY”. She hit the button, the radio gave a half-hearted beep and died. She pulled out the battery and put it back in. The screen flashed “LOW BATTERY” again and turned off. Sarah couldn’t believe it. She must have been so preoccupied with her bladder that she hadn’t even noticed the intermittent beeps the radio makes when it starts to die. She began to reach into her pocket for her phone but stopped herself. She had left her phone in her backpack. Completely at a loss, she stared out over the water and hoped that the watch commander or someone would come by to make a post check. It was now 1000, and Sarah was telling herself that she’ll be able to hold it. Her relief would be there on time, she only had to hold it for two hours. 15 minutes wasn’t that long, and there were only eight more fifteen minute stretches to wait. Her relief was practically already there. She just had to hold it. She was bouncing on her heels, shaking in her boots. She looked towards San Diego, hoping something would take her mind off of how so very badly she needed to pee. Sarah was in bad shape by 1030. She was doubling over (as much as you can while carrying a rifle and wearing a Kevlar vest) and periodically darting her free hand to hold herself. Even if her relief got there at the earliest moment she could reasonably expect (1130, half an hour early as some people like to do) it would still be an hour before she could even leave the flight deck, let alone find a head to use before she burst. It was at the point where Sarah was seriously considering just walking off her post and going to the bathroom. But she just couldn’t bring herself to do it after the warning they had all gotten in their security class. Petty Officer Bradford (the First Class Petty Officer who taught the class) stressed the importance of proper watch standing, and she had said that someone was caught sleeping on watch recently. That individual (an Inport Security member standing the alarm system watch) had been sent up to Captain’s Mast, where he had been given a reduction in rank, pay cut for two months and 45 days of restriction. While sleeping on watch is obviously bad form, Sarah honestly didn’t think it was that big a deal given that on the rare occasion that the alarm system does go off that monitor blares loud enough to wake someone up three doors down the passageway. Considering that they had thrown the book at that guy, she had no reason to believe they would be any easier on her. She would just have to try and make it. Sarah began trying to turn her radio back on even though she knew it was dead, just hoping that somehow it’ll work again. No such luck. At that moment she felt the first spurt dampen her maroon Pink(tm) panties under her uniform. She shifted her rifle out of the way to check her pants for a stain. At the moment Sarah’s pants appeared dry, though she definitely felt the dampness in her underwear. She started looking around frantically, hoping someone, anyone, would come by who had a phone or a new battery. But as usual, there was no one to be seen. She felt another spurt, this one lasting almost two full seconds. Sarah put her hand on her butt, trying to feel for wetness. She couldn’t feel anything from the outside, but her panties were certainly wet. Another spurt. And another. Sarah could feel drops of warm urine on her legs, and see the slightest pee stain on the crotch of her pants and the tops of her legs. She checked her watch again; 1050. She felt the last of her hope drain, and her bladder drained with it. She began to pee in earnest, starting with a small but constant stream that turned into an unstoppable river. She could hear the sound of her pee hitting the fabric of her uniform like rain on a tent, and felt the hot liquid streaming down her legs and pooling in her boots. After she had finished, she simply stood there completely still for a solid minute. Sarah was in pure disbelief at what had just happened. What the hell am I going to do!? she thought to herself. She looked down at her pants, and the damage was pretty bad. Her NWU pants were soaked through the inner thigh of her right leg, and wrapped all the way around below the knee. Urine stained the entire inside of her left leg. The stain extended an inch and a half up from her crotch, and she felt wetness halfway up her ass cheeks. She was standing in a puddle two feet wide, and it would probably be wider if so much hadn’t pooled in her boots. There’s no hiding this. What is everyone going to say? Who can take me seriously after I just pissed myself on watch? And why the do our batteries die so fast? She felt tears in her eyes, but quickly regained her composure. There was nothing she could have done. An accident was completely unavoidable, as all of her means of communication failed. At least I didn’t abandon my post. They can’t fault me for that. Not 20 minutes after Sarah’s accident, who should walk up to the flight deck but the watch commander? He was honestly a rather attractive man, Petty Officer Second Class Diego Perez. 5’8”, dark hair and a thin mustache, he looked like a discount Pedro Pascal. She had only been in Section Four for two days, having started Friday morning, so she didn’t have too much of a feeling for exactly what his leadership style was. She just tried to stand in such a way that more of her pee stain was hidden, turning to face Perez. He walked up to her, and Sarah shakily began to give him a post brief. Perez waved her off, saying “that’ll do. Just wanted to check up. Is everything good up here?” Utter incredulity at her current predicament struck Sarah at that moment, and she just started laughing outrageously. Perez arched an eyebrow, incredibly confused at Sarah’s reaction to his question. “Are you feeling okay?” He asked again, a hint of concern in his voice now. Sarah, still half laughing half crying, buried her face in her free hand (keeping her right hand on her rifle at all times as per instruction) “Wilson…?” Perez asked one more time, before finally taking notice of the stain on Sarah’s pants and the puddle on the flight deck. “Did you wet your pants? Oh my God are you ok? Are you sick? Why didn’t you call for a relief?” He asked in quick succession. Sarah, still catching her breath from her choked up laughs, managed to squeak out “my radio… battery… died like hours ago… tried to call… left my… phone… in my bag… just couldn’t make it. What am I supposed to do?” The last sentence came clearly as she (relatively) regained her composure. “Alright, take a breath. Just breathe. No one needs to find out about this.” Perez said calmly. He seemed to take a second to form a plan. “Alright, here’s what you’re going to do. I’ll call down to dispatch and see if your relief can come a little earlier. I’ll tell the oncoming sentry that you’re feeling sick so you won’t even need to talk to him. I’ll walk down with you, you’ll download and go to your berthing. Handle what all you need to do, and call dispatch when you’re done. I’ll let you know if we can cover down and get you the rest of the day off.” “Thank you,” was all that Sarah could manage in reply. What else was she supposed to say? Her pants really said it all. Ten minutes later her relief was on the flight deck. Perez talked to the sentry while Sarah sat down on a nearby (but out of sight) crate. She heard Perez clap the relieving sentry on the back before he came around the corner. “Alright Wilson, let’s head down to the armory.” After a quick download and a shower, Sarah was feeling slightly better. At the very least, Petty Officer Perez had been fairly sympathetic, and she felt confident that no one else would ever know what had happened here.
  4. "Uhmm... Uhmmmmhhh..." A white-haired girl in her pajamas rolled on her bed, her legs tightly squeezing the soft, fluffy pillow she was hugging. Judging by her youthful looks, you would be forgiven to think that she was still in middle school, even though by all rights, she was already in high school instead. "Need to go... the bathroom..." Not to mention her current... issue, which normally wouldn't happen to an older girl of her age. She turned and groaned, one hand now buried in her crotch. Her hips gyrated back and forth, giving a nice view of her ample bottom. "Mmmm... It's locked... Why is it locked?" Her fidgeting grew more intense as time went on. She now had both hands pressed into her crotch and was actively rolling back and forth. Until eventually, she rolled too much and fell off her bed. Now, normally, a year ago, this would be when the warmth of shame spread between her legs, soaking her panties, pajama trousers, and the poor carpet that her mother would've to clean later. But, thanks to a certain incident, that would never happen again. "Urghhhh..." She opened her eyes, sitting groggily for a moment as she rubbed them. Only to return back to her squirming state from before, burying her hands between her legs yet again. "Oooh, I really need to go..." Swiftly, she stood up, quickly switching into a pee dance as she thought about what her next action should be. "Mom! Are you awake yet? I need to go!" The girl slowly made her way out of her room, still writhing and squirming, moving her ample butt left and right. "Honey, I'm coming!" To her relief, she didn't have to go down the stairs in this state as her mother barged into the room right before she could reach for the doorknob. Slamming the wood right onto her face in the process. "Kyah!" She let out a shriek as she fell backwards, landing on her bottom with her legs wide open. The perfect pose to have an accident. "Honey! Are you al—oohhh!" The older silver-haired lady pressed her hands into her crotch, feeling her bladder rapidly expanding, sending her into a state of desperation in an instant. As for the young girl, she experienced the exact opposite. She had a blissful, relieved look as her full bladder deflated. However, there was no warm puddle forming between her legs. Her panties and pajama pants remained completely dry. Sadly, the older woman didn't experience the same fortune. "Ahhnnn... It's coming out..." She bit her lip, tears forming in her eyes as a soft hissing noise filled the air, followed by the acrid scent of pee. She fell down, still burying her hands as warmth exploded from her tinkle tank. A woman in her thirties (though she certainly didn't look the part) wetting herself. And right in front of her daughter too. When she finished, her white skirt and panties were soaked from top to bottom. Even her socks and sandals didn't escape the wetness. She now sat in the middle of a large puddle of her own making. Indeed, ever since that certain, fateful day, the girl could not pee on her own. No matter how desperate she got, not a single drop would escape her own peehole. She could only transfer her pee to other women, using their peeholes as hers. Holding it in permanently was not an option as eventually, she would either damage her own bladder or it would just burst, transporting her pee into every single female near her. Not to mention the pain she would incur by doing so. Seeing her mother having an accident, the girl... - felt extremely bad. She had embarrassed her terribly for sure! (Lawful +1) - felt just a little bad. It can't be helped! She was bursting! (Chaotic +1) - felt a strange sense of delight. Her pretty mother wetting herself like this... It just makes her even cuter! (Lewd +1) For the two alignments, they would have opposing effects on our character's bladder: Lawful = The more Lawful she is, the stronger her control over her bladder is. She can hold for longer and she can prevent accidental bladder transfer more. At max Lawful, she can hold for days without transferring a single drop. Chaotic = The more Chaotic she is, the weaker her control over her bladder is. She can hold for less and would accidentally leak her bladder content to girls surroundings her more. At max Chaotic, she can barely hold her water at all. She has to constantly transfer her pee into everyone around her. And a lot of the time, she wouldn't even be able to control who she transfers it to. As for Lewdity, the bigger Lewdity she has, the more willing she will be to do lewd stuff. It also makes her personality be lewder as well. Also, vote for her name as well. Try to give her a vaguely Japanese name. (I reserve veto right if I don't like the most popular name).
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    In between your holiday shopping, I invite you to check out what happened to Trina the last time she did some early Black Friday shopping. She drank a big coffee to prepare for the early morning, and waiting out in the cold for a few hours doesn't do her bladder any favors. The people she's in line with start to notice, as it gets harder for her to hide her desperation. The doors finally open and she races past the bathrooms to try and get the game console she was waiting for, but already she can't run without holding her anatomy tight. What's she gonna do if she ends up in a tug-of-war for the last one - will she have to choose between losing a bargain or peeing her pants? Since this comic is rather short at only 10 pages long and done in grayscale it's at a very affordable price itself, so as not to get in the way of any other spending for the season. I know it's been a while since I posted new comics but I'm back and here to stay, with plenty of comics based on stories I've collected online, ones from my imagination and a handful my girlfriend has shared with me that I'll be illustrating soon! For now, I hope everyone enjoys Trina's latest ordeal here and let me know what you think of this format!
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  6. I'm back and so is Trina! It likely won't be done in time for the holiday due to my schedule, but a new 10 page grayscale comic is coming out by the end of this month, in addition to the first new ToiletStool comic in a year. Stay tuned!
  7. Hello guys! This is the second story in my series! This is a bit longer and a bit more detailed than my previous one, focusing on the lore of the backrooms. If you’re familiar with the backrooms you’ll really enjoy the details i describe in each level, if you’re not then no worries i gave a brief description of what it is in the beginning of the story. Might also add that the level numbers, names, descriptions, and entities are all canon to the backrooms. I did my research before i wrote this story! And fun fact even the level number you’ll see eventually in the story is canon! I swear i didnt come up with it ENJOY!! And dont forget to leave a brief feedback so i can fix my mistakes and take your opinions to continue to provide good ‘episodes’ in this series i am creating.. THANK YOU! ^_^ ———————————————————- Amy walked out of her university campus with two of her friends; Anthony and Jane, after a long day at college. She was a beautiful long haired brunette wearing a simple dark blue chemise that had its front tucked inside of her white jeans. She was sipping the last of her grape soda can before throwing it directly into the litter basket. “Bullseye! Haha.” Jane said shoving Amy’s shoulder playfully. “Oh i’ve been practicing since last time!” Amy said with a smile. They walked a little bit and sat on a wooden bench overlooking a park with the city view behind it. Anthony was scrolling through his phone, he didn’t pay much attention to his surroundings as he was indulged on a certain topic he was reading. “Hey guys ever heard of the backrooms?” Anthony suddenly asked. “Yeah i’ve scrolled through a couple of topics.. many people explain how people just ‘slip’ into another reality, and that it has levels.. thousands.. some say they are infinite, some has unearthly creatures and monsters and there’s no way of going out once you go in! Except if you reach the final level, which is practically impossible.. you might get a chance though if you find a certain shortcut that gets you to the final level immediately from an early stage.” Amy said. “Wow, you certainly know your info! Well it became trending recently. The subject just popped out of nowhere one day.” Jane said. “Yeah true but well the subject started to pop up exactly 3 months ago.” Anthony said. “Yeah so?” Jane asked confusingly. “Well do you know what happened 3 months ago?” Anthony asked. “Oh, do you mean the Armix tower explosive sonic wave downtown?” Amy asked. “YES! I bet that Armix is behind it.. that sonic wave was certainly.. peculiar. They never said anything about it publicly. But i am certain they have something to do with it! The concept of the backrooms started after that particular explosion! They might have opened rifts or portals to other realities by accident!” Anthony said. “Oh you and your conspiracies Anthony! I don’t even believe that they really exist, it just might be an internet hoax!” Jane said while blowing raspberries. “Oh shut up Jane. Well what do you think Amy? What will you do if you accidentally slipped into the backrooms ha? Hahaha.” Anthony said with a laugh. “Well i am not sure if it actually exists but if i happen and get thrown in there i will certainly be so scared i might piss myself in fear! Hahahaha.” Amy said jokingly. Followed by her question to Jane; “What about you Jane?” “Oh i’ll definitely fully soak myself as well, from what i read it certainly is too scary! Hehe.” Jane said with a silent giggle. “Since we opened the subject of peeing, do you guys remember the video that trended back then 3 months ago when the tower sonic boomed?” Anthony asked. “You mean the one that was anonymously shared of the soaked girl coming out of a faulty elevator inside the tower after the explosion?” Jane asked. “Yes. That video trended even more than the explosion itself! Must have been pretty embarrassing for that girl.” Anthony replied. “Yeah the poor girl, i cant imagine being in her place, it must have felt so humiliating for everyone to see her like that. It certainly was too scary for her when the elevator was falling that she just let go all over herself.” Amy said. “Yeah well there was also an obvious huge puddle on the elevator floor. Well they certainly couldn’t sue the company.. they had a fail safe and the girl was saved because of their technology. Besides no one knows the origin of that explosion! Oh well, they’re Armix after all, the most powerful company perhaps in the entire world?” Jane said. They all looked at the tall Armix tower that was far off in the distance, standing like a gigantic rocket in the middle of their city. The city was called Lustral. “Well forget about Armix.. something else is trending on the internet right now. Have a look guys this is very weird.” Anthony said while passing his phone to the girls. The post showed a 20 seconds video, the thumbnail was a naked girl sitting on her knees with her face facing down on the floor of a walkway of a public park of a city called Lasix in a foreign country. The girl had a long brunette hair that covered her facials and she was sitting over an expanding puddle of her own urine in the middle of the park with bystanders surrounding her. The title of the topic was ‘Mysterious Naked Pissing Girl Appears Out of Thin Air in Lasix Public Park.’ It was posted two days ago. “Press play already!” Anthony yelled at Amy. She immediately pressed play and they all watched confusingly. - - - **VIDEO PLAYING** The camera was filming an empty walkway in a park. Suddenly a naked girl appears out of thin air from what looks like an expanding energy filled orb. The orb disappears quickly within itself in a silenced blast leaving the girl on her knees on the floor audibly crying. The camera zooms in as a puddle started to expand under her.. filling the walkway with her urine. She was trembling and facing down with her long hair covering her face. Suddenly the voice of a yelling man appeared in the background of the video; “STOP FILMING HER YOU IMMORAL PIECE OF SH—.” Then the video ended abruptly. - - - “WOW!” Jane exclaimed. “This is weird.. didn’t you guys notice something? It seemed like the man who filmed the video knew exactly where the girl will appear. The video started before she even appeared.” Amy said confusingly. “Well i agree but i noticed something else.. call me crazy but this girl looks exactly like you Amy..” Anthony said as he looked at his confused friend. “No way..” Jane said. “That’s impossible haha! First of all this video was posted two days ago, Monday 16th of March, today is Wednesday 18th of March! Two days ago i was with you guys at college remember?? Secondly, this video was literally filmed in a city called Lasix located on the literal other side of the planet! There’s just no possible way it’s me!” Amy said confidently. “Well yeah you’re right.. it’s just that she has exactly the same hair style and skin color as you.” Anthony said. “Her face is not obvious though, it’s probably just a coincidence and her body just looks like Amy’s, nothing more.” Jane said denyingly. “You’re probably right, it’s just me and my conspiracies again.. Ha!” Anthony said sarcastically. “Exactly! Haha!” Jane said laughing. “Alright guys time to head home, i really need to pee i have been holding it since we came out of campus.. that grape soda filled me up haha!” Amy said as she got up from the bench. “Alright see you later Amy!” Anthony said as he waved good bye. “Bye bye bestie! See you tomorrow.” Jane said as she gave Amy a quick hug. Amy waved at them and started walking through the park towards her home on the other side of the park. She squirmed a little bit on her way home as her bladder filled, but kept moving nonetheless. She suddenly noticed a weird tree, it appeared like it was glitching in and out of reality. It just stuttered in a weird way as if it was a malfunctioning hologram. Amy confusingly but carefully approached the tree, she unwittingly reached her hand out to touch the flickering tree, and to her surprise she ‘slipped’. Her whole body got sucked into the tree as if it was nothing but pure air, she started falling through the endless dark void losing all her senses in the process. Amy had just no-clipped out of reality. - - - *ENTER LEVEL 0: THE LOBBY* Amy started to gain her consciousness slowly, she was laying on a musty yellow carpet. The carpet was a bit damp and smelled moldy. She opened her eyes slowly and looked around to find herself in an empty yellow room. The walls were covered with yellow paint, and the lights were fluorescent and gave out w constant buzzing noise and flickered every few seconds. The buzzing noise was certainly annoying and monotonous. Amy immediately put her hands over her ears as she began to slowly regain her senses. She looked around the room in her shock. She immediately realized that she was literally inside the backrooms. The very one she and her friends were joking about a few minutes ago. “It’s real.. omg it’s real! No no no!” Amy started talking to herself as she sobbed. Her bladder ached in her fear. She felt like her bladder will give out in her fear and surprise. She immediately put her hands on her crotch and crossed her legs in order to try and hold it in. She instantly remembered the conversation with her and her friends about ‘peeing herself’ if she ever made it to the backrooms. “Oh no i am gonna pee! Im gonna pee myself! Please don’t pee.. please don’t pee.. please don’t pee!” She kept repeating to herself as she cried but to no avail. She started to leak a little bit into her panties and white jeans and through her hands. It left a small wet spot around her crotch but surprisingly she managed to hold it in as she calmed herself down a little bit. “Oh nooo i wet myself! I really need to find a way out of here before i fully soak myself! I cant take it anymore!” She said while sobbing. She relaxed herself a little and then started exploring slowly with tears in her eyes, a wet dark spot on her white jeans and a large amount of urine in her bladder. She moved slowly out of the room to find dozens of similar yellow rooms. She kept moving and looking around as her need to pee intensified. But there was nothing new. It looked like a maze of empty yellow office spaces that seemed to be endless. The constant buzzing of the fluorescent lights was driving her crazy. She wanted to get out anyway she can now, and most importantly she needed to relieve herself. After what seemed like an eternity of walking in an endless yellow maze, the monotonous hum of the yellow lights was suddenly interrupted with a landline telephone ringing. The sound startled Amy which made her put a hand over her bladder and leak a bit in her panties again, but it also gave her a glimpse of hope. She started following the ringing phone with a fast pace hoping that this could be her way out of here. The ringing started getting higher and higher as she finally arrived in a room that looked exactly like the other rooms except that there was an office desk on the middle of the room with a black telephone ringing above it. She slowly reached the phone and answered with trembling hands. “He-he-hello?” Amy said stutteringly. Nothing answered but a loud static noise like a bad frequency coming from the other end of the phone, and among all the static noise a voice faded in and Amy tried to make out the words. “It’s - - behind - - you.. RUN!” The voice said as she finally deciphered it. The words gave her chills and goosebumps. She suddenly dropped the phone and put a hand over her mouth as she slowly turned around to look behind her. To her surprise she found a dark inhuman silhouette standing in the distance, making a terrorizing screeching noise as it twitched in its place but appeared to be idle. Amy stood still but in her shock the small wet spot on her crotch started expanding into a full wet patch along both sides of her white jeans darkening it all into a gray color. The flow extended towards her shoes and started dripping off over her shoes and into the moist carpet. The sound of urine hitting the ground caught the creature’s attention and it suddenly started sprinting towards Amy with its screeching voice getting louder. Amy screamed and immediately started running the other way with her urine still spraying into her jeans in her terror as she ran for her life. Her adrenaline pumped up which put her in the natural fight-or-flight mode, possibly her body voided her bladder for her to be lighter to give her a chance to run faster and escape the danger she was facing.. ironically her bladder was voided into her jeans which practically made her feel heavier and made it more difficult for her to run. Nonetheless; she ran into the same yellow empty spaces for a couple of minutes not looking back but still hearing the chilling voice of the creature. Surprisingly she noticed a trap door in the floor in one of the rooms she ran into and decided that this would be her best bet to try and hide from the creature. She sprinted with all her power towards the trap door with the creature tirelessly sprinting behind her. She managed to pull the handle of the door and open it. She looked down to find a partially dark concrete area, no more yellow in there.. as she was going down the hole the creature immediately grabbed both of her feet and pulled her on the ground away from the trap door. As she was being dragged she definitely let go of some more of her urine and pissed all over the carpet. Her chemise got wet from her own piss this time as she was being dragged on her stomach over her own urine. She kicked so hard that finally both of her shoes came off her feet into the creature’s dark hands. The creature lost balance and fell backwards as Amy crawled rapidly back to the hole and climbed down quickly shutting off the trap door behind her. - - - *ENTER LEVEL 1: HABITABLE ZONE* Amy came down into a chilly area. It looked like a sprawling gigantic warehouse that had concrete floors and walls and a dim light. Fog was hanging in is the air with no discernible source. It underwent the process of condensation which formed large random puddles of water on the large cold concrete floor. She looked down at her jeans and shirt to find all her clothes soaked, smelling of her own urine. She slowly walked a little bit and stepped over the random water puddles which soaked her white socks and immediately after she gave out an audible cry and sat down on the floor to take her breath in disbelief after that frightening situation that made her lose total control of her entire bladder. She sobbed and hyperventilated for a few minutes until she took back control of her body. She calmed a little bit and then proceeded to take off her damp socks because who likes the feeling of wet socks on their feet? She stood up slowly and started moving through the vast endless warehouse, stepping on the cold water puddles with her bare feet now. She was pretty scared but at least there was no creatures to be seen around, and the monotonous buzzing and endless yellow are no more. It might drive anyone insane. The warehouse seemed to be expanding forwards, it wasn’t a maze like the previous area. Amy kept walking in a straight line for what might have been a couple of hours before finding a small door on the side of a concrete wall. She carefully opened the door hoping it will lead her out of this nightmare but to her surprise she found a supply cache. It was mostly empty except for a few random fruits and two unopened bottles of ‘Almond Water’. She quickly reached for one of the water bottles, opened it and started gulping it down. She needed to rehydrate, she hadn’t drunk anything in what seemed like hours. She was super tired and dehydrated but the almond water gave her energy. It tasted sweet and refreshing. She threw the empty bottle away and then grabbed an apple. She voraciously ate it and then grabbed the other almond water bottle and chugged it down in one go. “Ahh.. that felt good. Now i can focus on getting out of here.” She said as she came out of the supply cache room. Her bladder definitely starting to fill again after she chugged two bottles. She ventured through the endless warehouse again after a good refill. The sound of water puddles under her feet triggered a reaction in her bladder again. It had been a couple of hours since she had her accident, in addition she just chugged two entire water bottles. The dark patch on her jeans was visible but it was dried in but still a bit damp making her feel colder. She finally reached a tunnel that looked a bit different than the rest of the warehouse. It was becoming tighter and tighter. She moved in nonetheless to find herself in what seemed like a maintenance tight tunnel filled with pipes running along the walls. - - - *ENTER LEVEL 2: PIPE DREAMS* She started moving carefully through the tunnel. Black liquid could be seen oozing out of some malfunctioning pipes. Of course she didn’t touch it and tried to avoid it as best as she could. There were doors on the right side of the wall, she tried opening a few but none of them responded. They were all locked tight. Amy kept walking trying to open every door she comes across to no avail. Her need to urinate was growing larger. Eventually she saw someone standing still in front of her in the tunnel with his back to her. He looked humanoid. Could it be another human who was lost in the backrooms like her? She carefully approached him and put a hand on his shoulder. “Hello? Are you okay?” She asked naïvely. In an instant the humanoid quickly turned to face her, and to her surprise it was faceless. It had no eyes, no nose, no mouth, no ears. Nothing. Amy immediately squealed and fell backwards on her butt and started to back paddle away from the creature while crying. As she did so, of course, she started urinating in her jeans again in her terror. Rewetting the already dried gray patch. The patch grew larger and leaked under her butt this time. It left a trail of urine as she continue to back paddle while uncontrollably pissing into her jeans. She quickly noticed that the creature wasn’t moving. It stayed in its place standing still only it was facing her. It made sense she thought, the creature doesn’t have any senses. It should be harmless. She stopped back paddling but kept her eyes locked on the creature. The final drops of urine leaving her vagina into her jeans as she sat still for a moment. She slowly stood up again and put a hand on her butt to notice how much her buttocks were soaked. They were completely drenched and still dripping, leaving a huge patch on her butt. “Oh no.. not again!” She thought to herself. She was lucky the creature couldn’t see, or smell her urine. After a moment of collecting herself she decided to move past that creature slowly. She stuck her back to the pipes and started moving slowly past it. She held her breath and sneaked on her barefoot tip toes very close beside it in order to continue on her way. She leaked a little bit more as she moved past it from the fear of the situation she was in but continued on her way nonetheless. Suddenly a pipe burst beside her and the creature immediately turned to face her again. This time she picked up her pace and started running with the last of the content of her bladder finally releasing into her panties and jeans. She started to slow down after a couple of minutes of running when she made sure the creature wasn’t sprinting behind her like the other one. She bent down putting her hands on her soaked knees as she took her breath. She started slowly navigating the tunnels again when eventually she found a small hole in a very fragile cracked wall. It looked unique and different from the same pattern she had been walking in for a while now. What was stranger is that there was a sledgehammer perfectly placed in front of that hole. Is this the way out? “This could possibly be my way out of here. I have to break the fragile wall. It can’t be a coincidence!” Amy thought to herself as she grabbed the sledgehammer and moved towards the wall. It was heavy but she managed. She slammed the wall as hard as she possibly could and it surprisingly instantly shattered like paper in one blow. The hole was revealed to be a circular tunnel that she could crawl through. She collected herself and hesitantly started crawling through that tunnel until she reached the light on the other end. Unbeknownst to her, this was actually a hidden short cut that took her right into level 5. - - - *ENTER LEVEL 5: TERROR HOTEL* After jumping down from the tunnel Amy found herself in a vast lobby of what looked like a hotel complex. Light seemed to be shining from the windows. One might think it was finally the sun but there was nothing but white light. The architectural style seemed to go back to 1930s, with furniture dating back to 1920s. Jazz music was playing in the distance with whispers and voices of the chatter of people but there was no one there but Amy. She started to move through the reception area and found stairs in the middle leading to the hotel rooms. She carefully reached the hallway and found what seemed to be infinite rooms left and right of her. She started moving in and trying many of the room doors but none opened until she reached the end of the hallway after about 30 minutes of walking. It was a dead end, but not quite. There was a larger door at the wall in front of her, refraining from the same pattern of left and right doors. She thought this might finally be it. The door had room number 207 embedded into its wooden body. Hopeful, she turned the door knob slowly and it finally opened with her, the door wasn’t locked. She carefully entered to find a magnificently designed luxurious room. It had a huge bed in the middle and looked like any fancy room she can’t afford back in her own reality. She felt a bit excited yet still fearful. She entered the room and sat on the huge bed realizing that she felt uncomfortable wearing her wet pants. After all she pissed herself twice in it and she was wearing it in that state for god knows how many hours. She finally decided that she needed to relax. Maybe sleeping would be the way out of this level? She thought that while she’s at it she might as well definitely take a hot shower in the massive bathroom that was complementary to her room. She started difficultly pulling her sticky urine filled jeans off but she managed. She was already bare foot since level 1. She then pulled off her blue panties and took off her chemise and blue bra. She was completely naked now. Her body was a bit sticky from all the urine and she definitely smelled like a urinal. She kicked her ruined clothes to the side and rushed to the shower so she could finally shower and relax then sleep on that comfortable bed so she can regain focus or possibly get transported to another level. As soon as she reached the bathtub she stood inside of it and started turning all the valves, but there was no water coming out. She felt frustrated and started to smack the shower head a few times. While doing so the bathtub under her suddenly dissolved. She was pulled down under and into another dark void. She looked upwards as she levitated forcefully downwards to see that she no-clipped out of the hotel seeing her bathroom moving out of distance as she was being dragged down. She had accidentally found a secret entrance to the final level of the backrooms. She finally settled on a dark ground to find a gray looking huge spiral staircase in front of her. - - - *ENTER LEVEL 9223372036854775807: THE END* Naked and scared Amy had no choice but to approach the gray stairs in front of her. As soon as she stepped on one of the steps the door she came from shut behind her. The stairs was incredibly tall, dark, spiral and surround by walls. The steps in the staircase were floating, metal square slabs that gently shifted around. “All i wanted was just some sleep i cant! I cant! I am too tired and too cold for this! And now i am all naked!” Amy said while sobbing. Nonetheless she collected her strength and started climbing the stairs slowly. Amy found occasional locked doors as she ascended the creepy staircase. She kept climbing as she trembled in the cold to no end. She occasionally sat on the steps to take a break from climbing. It took about two hours until she finally reached the very top of the stairs. She found a door with a letters electronic pad beside it. She tried opening it but it was locked. She knew then that it needed a password. She was frustrated as she tried different combinations of names and letters to no avail. But finally she got the bright idea of putting her name in. A . M . Y . The door beeped and unlocked. She opened it to find a dark hallway but saw a very bright light at the end of the tunnel. She started walking towards it when suddenly dozens of decayed hands started coming out from both sides of the walls and tried to grab her. She screamed and started running and kept hitting the hands away. “Have to reach the light at the end of the tunnel! The light at the end of the tunnel! The light at the end of the tunnel!” She kept repeating to herself while taking the hands off her.. and finally she reached it after a struggle. - - - *THE FRONTROOMS* Suddenly she fell on a solid ground. It looked like gravy dirt. Her face was fixated on the ground with her long brunette her covering her facials, she sat on her knees and as she did so her bladder finally gave in once more from all the pressure and fear she just faced. The puddle started to extend on the ground she sat on as urine flowed from her bare vagina. A mysterious man with a black hat and a black coat was standing there with a peculiar type of phone. He was filming the incident on a live feed under an anonymous name since before Amy even appeared. While he was filming a crowd began to gather around Amy. One ethical man saw the mysterious man filming her and ran towards him shouting; “STOP FILMING HER YOU IMMORAL PIECE OF SHIT!!!” The mysterious man started running away from the scene and vanished. Which interrupted his video. Amy snapped back into reality when she heard the man shouting. She looked back up and looked at the crowd of people surrounding her, realizing that she was naked and that she had pissed herself on the floor. The bystanders had witnessed that. She looked around in panic to find herself in a park she’d never been to before. Amy started to slowly realize that she is the very same girl she had watched on Anthony’s phone. It was really her. A woman took off her coat and covered Amy immediately with it as she helped her to stand up. “Whe- where am i? What is th- the da- date?” Amy stutteringly said as she asked the helpful lady in order to confirm her suspicions. “What do you mean honey? It’s Monday the 16th of March. You’re in Lasix. Come you need help and medical attention i’ll take care of you.” The helpful woman said confusingly answering her as she walked with Amy away from the scene. The woman’s answer had confirmed to Amy that she was indeed the girl in the video. She had traveled back in time two days prior to when she first entered the backrooms and it landed her in Lasix, a city in a country on the other half of the globe of where she lived in Lustral. She didn’t quite understand what had actually happened. But what was confirmed that the backrooms did actually exist, a reality or a bunch of realities defying all known laws of time and physics filled with monstrous entities. But she was relieved. After all Amy was one of the lucky very few who managed to survive the backrooms and live to tell the tale. - - - The video was nonetheless shared by the mysterious man and it started trending on all platforms with the headline “Mysterious Naked Pissing Girl Appears Out of Thin Air in Lasix Public Park.” - - - “WOW!” Jane exclaimed. “This is weird.. didn’t you guys notice something? It seemed like the man who filmed the video knew exactly where the girl will appear. The video started before she even appeared.” Amy said confusingly. “Well i agree but i noticed something else.. call me crazy but this girl looks exactly like you Amy..” Anthony said as he looked at his confused friend. “No way..” Jane said. “That’s impossible haha! First of all this video was posted two days ago, Monday 16th of March, today is Wednesday 18th of March! Two days ago i was with you guys at college remember?? Secondly, this video was literally filmed in a city called Lasix located on the literal other side of the planet! There’s just no possible way it’s me!” AMY SAID CONFIDENTLY. - - -
  8. Here's the next chapter in the Bedwetting Blunders series. This was originally meant to be published on Halloween, but different circumstances ended up delaying it. I hope you enjoy regardless. Let me know what you think, and feel free to tell me about any Halloween themed bedwetting stories you have. “Do you want to hear a scary story I hear about our cabin?” Faye scanned the room for takers, but no one seemed to be listening. “Figures,” she said to herself. Faye was typically an outcast, always being shunned by her peers for being the weird girl that was into occult practices. “No one wants to any of that because it’s all bogus,” Samantha chimed in. A beautiful and busty blonde, her popularity in school emanated a dominant aura that none would dare defy. “Besides, it’s already nighttime. I just want to go to bed.” “Oh please, we all know the real reason is because you’re too much of a pussy to handle it,” Terri snapped back. Terri was a tomboy, but more on the muscular side. She used that for good, acting as the bully of bullies and an older sister figure to the more quiet and reserved girls in school. Faye was happy to have her in the same cabin, especially to keep Sam in check. “Well, actually,” Sara interjected and adjusted her square-frame glasses before continuing, “even if she was scared, it’s theoretically improbable, if not impossible, for such a paranormal anomaly to occur. As Samantha states, it’s ‘bogus’.” Sara wasn’t the loud type, but as a girl of science, it was hard for her to keep her mouth closed when anything defied her way of thinking. She was a geek in every sense of the word, including her appearance, sporting impractically long, red, braided twintails that ended at her butt. “I-I’m not scared of anything!” Sam rebutted, clearly taken aback by the accusations weighed against her. “We can listen to the dumb story. I doubt it’s nothing but fluff anyways.” “Hehehe,” Faye chuckled to herself. “Sounds good to me. Everyone else in?” she asked with a slightly crooked smile. “Eh, could be fun. Camp’s been boring so far anyways.” Terri sat down on the floor next to Faye’s bed, spreading her legs out as she got comfortable. “Very well, I’ll humor your fairytale,” Sara said, taking her seat across from Terri. “But just so you know, I don’t believe any of this for a second!” “Well, for once it seems we’re in agreement, dork,” Sam commented as she crossed her legs on her bed. “Well creep? Let’s hear it. Tell me a story that’ll make me pee my pants in fear,” she challenged sarcastically. “Oh, how topical,” Faye said eerily, her cold chill entering the cabin. “I’ve got the story just for you then.” The cultist girl proceeded to open a black journal she had on her nightstand and read from it. “About 30 years ago, when Camp Wellspring was first founded, there were a group of four girls in this exact cabin. All of them were pretty typical girls, except for one. She had a certain… condition. She was a bedwetter.” “What?” The blonde interrupted. “What part of this is scary? Are you sure you’re not just reading your fetish journal?” The two other girls snickered a bit, but that didn’t stop Faye from continuing the story. “Don’t you worry. But just so you know, it’s rude to make fun of the dead.” All three girls shut up at that comment. “One night, the other girls in the cabin discovered her wearing nighttime protection and dogpiled onto her. They teased her and even beat her up for the entire night. The following night, she took her fate into her own hands. Brandishing a knife, she slaughtered all of her cabin mates, before taking her own life.” “H-hey,” Sara said with a shiver, “that’s getting a bit too real, don’t you think?” “Hehe, are you scared?” The purple-clad occult club member joked. “Of course not!” Sam answered on the science girl’s behalf. “I-it’s preposterous. Totally horse crap!” “I gotta admit, it does all come off as a bit farfetched,” Terri chimed in. “Don’t believe me? That’s fair. After all, I didn’t believe it myself. I thought it was just a campfire story that my upperclassmen were gassing me up with. That is, until I got here and found this.” Faye moved her bed, revealing a large red stain soaked into the wooden floor. A shiver ran down the other girls’ spines. Even Terri, despite her usual courage, was unnerved by the sight and the obvious implications. “That’s fucked up,” the butch girl said aloud, causing the less brave girls around her to shiver. “Well, that’s not the end,” Faye said. “Apparently her ghost still roams around the campgrounds at night. Our school newspaper has had reports of sightings almost every year, ranging from the councilor’s office to the bathrooms, and worst of all, our specific cabin.” “Okay, I’ve heard enough!” Samantha said before storming out the door. “I-I’m heading for a walk. I want to get some fresh air before bed.” “Uh, yeah. I gotta take a piss. I’ll be back in a bit,” Terri said before making her own leave. Faye turned to look at Sara, prompting her to scootch backwards a little bit. “I-I don’t have anything better to do, so I’m heading straight to bed!” And do so she did, burying herself under the covers, making herself invisible to the world around her. Faye chuckled, moving her own bed back where it was and getting in it to rest herself. “Jeez, stupid freak,” Sam said as she kicked a rock in the dark. “She’s actually got me rattled over nothing.” She sauntered a bit into the woods to calm herself, but that turned out to be a mistake. As she went a bit deeper, the sounds of the wild animals and lack of lighting save for the moon only served to build the already nestled fear in her heart. What’s more she could feel the need to relieve herself rising. “Damn, I should’ve went with Terri to the restroom.” She scanned her surroundings before biting her lip. She could still go now, but she remembered what Faye said about the ghost. “I guess I could just go here. No one would know,” she thought to herself. However, she barely made it halfway through pulling her pajama shorts down before she noticed some heavy rustling in the bushes in front of her. “W-who’s there?” She questioned, pulling her shorts back up. Silence followed. She took a step backwards before bumping into something. She didn’t dare say a word as she felt a breath against her cheek, the presence behind her saying only one thing. “Sam.” Sam turned tail and ran with a bloody scream. Her feet carried her as she scrambled her way back through the woods. She didn’t stop running until she made it back to the cabin, slamming the door with a thud. She took several minutes to collect herself. Looking around the cabin, it seemed that Terri was still out, but otherwise everyone was sound asleep. Exhausted and scared, she made her way to bed too, ignoring the discomfort in her bladder as she eventually drifted to sleep. “Shit, I’ve been holding it for forever,” Terri complained as she entered the public toilets. Maybe it had something to do with Faye’s story, but the building seemed eerier than normal. She was slightly taken aback by lack of lighting and the creaking of the wooden stalls, a draft moving the doors slightly. “Okay Terri, you’re not a punk ass bitch. Just take a piss and get out,” she emboldened herself. As she entered the stall, she could’ve sworn she heard whispers outside, but was able to shake it off, amounting it to the wind making weird noises. She pulled down her pants and boxers as her butt made contact with the cold porcelain. She was about to let the stream flow, when suddenly she heard a scream come from outside. “Fuck, shit! Shit!” With no hesitation, the butch girl’s calm stance broke as she rushed to pulls her clothes back on and leave the bathroom. She didn’t run, but paced quickly back to the cabin, being sure to check her surroundings the entire way back. As she entered the cabin, she noted the other girls all apparently asleep and sighed. “Sheesh, I’m all worked up over nothing,” she thought to herself as she got in bed, her need to pee still unsatisfied. “Ugh, this isn’t good,” Sara whined in her head. “I gotta pee.” Ever since she’d hid herself in bed, she’d been dying to use the bathroom. However, Faye’s story had rattled her to her very core. Science and logic be damned, she couldn’t muster the courage to leave the cabin, let alone the bed. “What do I do?” She thought. “There’s no way I’m gonna be able to last the night.” She squeezed her hands between her thighs as she searched for an answer. Eventually, she came to one. “Logically speaking, it should be okay to wet the bed here.” The thought sounded dumb at first, but she continued to humor it. “Barring Faye, the other two girls were afraid of the story too. So even if I wet the bed, they won’t shame me for it!” It was a ridiculous proposition, but in her mind, it was her only option. She took her hands out from between her legs and placed her twintails above her head as she laid on her back. She took a couple of deep breaths before letting go. A hissing sound filled the cabin as she deliberately wet the bed, a pool of warm urine forming around her body. Tears began to develop in her eyes as she finished the deed. Disappointed and satisfied as the same time, she shut her eyes tight, eventually convincing herself to fall asleep. Faye slept soundly. The knowledge that she’d managed to scare her cabin mates brought her immense pleasure. However, as she awoke from her sleep, she knew something was wrong. She couldn’t move, nor could she speak. “W-what’s going on?” she thought to herself in a panic. “Is this sleep paralysis?” As she stared at the ceiling, a being began to form in front of her own eyes, ghostly in nature. Faye’s eyes went wide, both in fear and excitement. The situation wasn’t good, but she couldn’t help but feel validated seeing a ghost in real life. That was, until the ghostly girl pressed a hand on Faye’s stomach and pushed on it. The eerie girl was given a hefty reminder of her need to pee, and from the looks of it, that ghost fully intended on making her do it in her bed. Faye wanted to scream, or shake her head, or do anything, but the paralysis held firm as the ghost continued to push down on her bladder. Faye was able to let out a small whimper as she felt her endurance give, her pee bursting out of her and onto the awaiting sheets and mattress, soaking her purple panties as well. As she finished, the ghost faded back into nothingness and Faye regained control of her body, but at this point she couldn’t do anything but sob to herself as she soaked in her own accident. Morning came, with four girls standing in urine-soaked clothes, staring at each other and their accompanying wet beds. Nothing was said until Sara broke the silence. “Camp rules say that anyone who wets the bed has to wear diapers for the rest of their time here.” The girls collectively shivered at the statement, but didn’t have time to ponder it before the head councilor entered the cabin for the wake up call, and in doing so, caught them all red-handed. “You’ve got to believe us!” Sara pleaded. “Believe what? In ghosts? Stop making excuses,” the councilor chided. “B-but how else do you explain the red stain under my bed?” Faye asked, more panicked than she had been by the ghost itself. “Some girls had spilt wine there years ago without telling anyone. By the time we found out, the floor was already stained deep,” the older woman explained. “B-but someone had gotten behind me and scared me last ni-,” Sam argued before she was cut off. “That was me,” the councilor said firmly. “You were out way past curfew and I wanted to ask what you were doing before you ran off, screaming like a banshee.” “That was YOU screaming?!” Terri yelled, pissed at this revelation. “Yeah, what of it, bitch?!” The duo entered a shouting match with each other, throwing insults between each other. “Enough!” the councilor demanded. “Normally, for bedwetters we just make them wear pull-ups so it’s not as embarrassing, but clearly you girls are just no good, loudmouth liars, no better than toddlers.” The girls all cowered at the older lady’s outburst. “As punishment for your misbehavior, you four will be wearing these large diapers, made for girls with incontinence. You will be checked regularly, and your privacy will not be respected.” That statement struck more fear in them than the ghost ever could. Realizing they were in a bad position and shouldn’t push their luck, the girls agreed to the punishment, a mix of anger, fear and sadness overwhelming them, tears streaming down their cheeks. By the end of the week, all four girls were thoroughly humiliated. None of their clothes did anything to hide their padded undergarments. The diaper checks weren’t discreet at all either, sometimes being done in front of everyone at the site. Although Terri and Sam didn’t have any more accidents, neither Faye nor Sara were able to keep their diapers dry at night, still too mortified by the ghost to use the bathroom. They became close friends by the end of the week because they were now all they had at school. And to this day, all of them believe their dilemma was revenge from the bedwetter ghost of Camp Wellspring.
  9. My Day Spa Turns Into a Nightmare – 9 By: Heather23 Edited by: DaddyRich Chapter 9 - My training intensifies My shower was complete, but to my dismay, the bondage mittens were secured before Emily released my hands from the manacles. These women took no chances. There was always some kind of bondage holding me captive. Next, I was dressed in a disposable diaper, without plastic pants and a sun dress for the morning. I crawled down to the kitchen and was helped into a high chair for my morning breakfast. A safety strap was placed around my waist and I could hear the distinct sound of a lock being snapped shut behind me. I presumed that I was locked in the high chair. The mittens were removed and a breakfast consisting of warm cereal was placed in front of me. Bottles were given to me on a regular basis so my need to pee was virtually constant. The sun dress was so short that when I sat in the high chair my diaper was in plain view. I couldn't see it because of the tray attached to the high chair, but anyone in the room would know that I was diapered. The nursery rhyme once again played, and I immediately felt an extreme need to pee. I didn't want any more punishments, so I released my pee into my diaper. It was actually a pleasurable feeling to be able to find relief and feel the sensation of wetness expanding through my diaper. Madam Nicole looked down at my diaper and smiled. "I see baby Kim's wetness indicator has turned blue...very good girl." "Emily, give Baby Kim one of those baby cookies as a treat." I smiled at this small act of kindness. After breakfast, I received a diaper change, but this time I was put into cloth diapers and plastic panties. I was left in my sun dress and the horrible bondage mittens remained on my hands as did the pacifier in my mouth. I was so tired from the night before that when Madam said I was being put down for a morning nap I was glad. I was again locked in my crib and left with a bottle to finish. Emily put headphones over my ears because she said that it would help me sleep. I fell asleep instantly. I wasn't sure how long I had been sleeping when I heard the nursery rhyme telling me to wet my diaper. The strange thing was I wasn't sure if it was the song that woke me or the fact that I felt my cloth diaper getting wet that woke me. The two things seemed to happen simultaneously. I was being conditioned like one of Pavlov's dogs! Actually, it was pretty amazing. I wondered if I was somehow being hypnotized during my sleep to wet on command. Emily eventually came to get me out of my crib and took me directly to the changing table. Things were starting to become somewhat routine, if you consider being treated as a baby girl routine! I was secured to the changing table and went through the usual cleaning, powdering, etc. What wasn't routine was that Emily again greased my bottom hole with her finger. I panicked, but she told me there would be no suppositories unless I "earned" another punishment. She produced a small slender dildo and slipped it up my backside. I was so greased up that it slid right in. Emily pulled the diaper up between my legs and this helped to keep the dildo in place for the time being. "Madam Nicole wanted me to place a dildo in your rear as a little reward for your better behavior." I thought to myself...reward? Emily completed my outfit with very tight-fitting rubber panties and a short belly shirt. She explained that the rubber panties would keep my diaper tight, the dildo in place, and add to my enjoyment. My enjoyment, I again wondered? Still in the mittens, Emily put me back into the toddler harness and led me downstairs at the end of a leash attached to the back of the harness. I learned how toddlers feel when they are kept in tow this way. If I moved in the wrong direction, I was immediately pulled and directed in the way my handler, Emily, wanted me to go. I felt like such a little child and was kept under the strictest control at all times. I was very aware of my backdoor intruder. Every time I took a step, the dildo also moved. My muscles would instinctively try to repel the dildo, but the tight rubber panties would push it right back in place. This caused the dildo to move in and out and to my surprise was very pleasurable. We came into a room where Madam Nicole was reading. She looked up at me and told Emily to place me in a makeshift bouncy chair. It was nothing more than a swing made out of thick rubber straps suspended from the ceiling. It took both of them to help me get situated on the swing. I looked down at the swing. Basically it was a large rubber strap that fit between my legs and was suspended from the ceiling. Another rubber strap fit around my waist. In essence, it was like a baby swing that you might see in any park. I was instructed to jump up and down much like an infant would use a bouncy chair. Madam Nicole was afraid that I might fall out of the sling, so my hands were secured above my head. As soon as I sat down on the rubber strap it pushed the dildo way up my butt. The swing, the bouncing motion, the tight rubber panties, and of course the dildo were all bringing some unbelievable pleasure to my backside. I had never felt such a pleasurable feeling coming from deep inside my butt and was pleasantly surprised. I kept a very steady jumping pace and my excitement really started to build. I actually thought that I could come if allowed to continue. It was at that moment that the nursery rhyme played, and I found myself peeing into my diaper. Everything was a blur to me. I was feeling sensations from my wetting, and the dildo just became too much for me. I screamed out as I climaxed and was glad my hands were secured above me, or I would have fallen out of the swing. I was still trying to get my composure back when Madam Nicole started to yell at me. "You little slut." "I let you wear a little dildo for some pleasure, and you have to go and ride it for a big O!" "You have violated the 'stay pure' rule, and you WILL be punished." "Emily, get my riding crop." Before I knew what was happening, the swing was removed from between my legs, but my hands remained tied above my head. Nicole pulled down my rubber panties and slid my diaper down my legs. The dildo was still up my backside. Nicole made the following demand, "I am going to whip your bottom with my riding crop for breaking the rules." "If you expel the dildo while I am whipping you, you will receive further punishments." "Understand, little girl?" I nodded yes, but already my tears were falling. Madam Nicole started on my bottom with her little whip. With each blow I would jump and cry out in pain. I was not able to concentrate on keeping the dildo in me with her whipping my butt. After receiving 5 blows, my muscles simply pushed the dildo out, and it actually seemed to shoot out of my greased bottom. Nicole picked up the intruder and put it to my face. My smell on the dildo was quite evident. She instructed me to kiss it, and after I did, she threw it on the floor. "Girl, I am not done with you!" "Chris would not appreciate me returning his wife to him as a little butt ranger, now would he?" I tried to nod "yes" the best I could. Nicole undid my wrist restraints and placed me over her knee in the traditional spanking position. My diaper was still around my ankles. Nicole used her own hand to spank me, and she was relentless. I was crying and wiggling to get out of the way, but each spanking stung my butt. Finally, Nicole tired of spanking me and pushed me to the floor. "I want little Kimberly to crawl over to the dildo and bring it back to me in her teeth." I wanted to refuse, but I didn't want any more punishments. I still wore the bondage mittens so crawling was just a little awkward. I got to where the dildo was and reached down like a dog picking up a bone and grabbed it with my teeth. I was repulsed. "Come here little doggie," Madam called out. I crawled back to where Nicole was sitting. She grabbed the dildo from my mouth and threw it across the room. "Go and fetch it again, now!" "Hurry up you little diaper slut." I crawled over to where the dildo was sitting and again brought it back to Nicole in my mouth. Nicole kept this up until I was totally exhausted. Nicole wasn't quite done with my humiliation. She instructed Emily to bring me a large bowl of water and I had to lap it up like a dog. This was repeated until I drank 3 large bowls of water. It was time for bed, and I was ready to turn in. To Be Continued…..
  10. One male scene (Ray Donovan) where a movie star is kidnapped and threatenes by the craziest character in the show. He weTS himself at gunpoint. One female scene (Clash) where a woman wets herself during a tear gas attack. I don't have the links. These photos are taken from thepml.net
  11. (Vivianne is wearing a light green, oversized hoodie. She has on shorts underneath it (can’t be seen) and fishnets with black boots) Seth had invited his friends Elliot, Reese, Vivianne, Lily, and Cameron to a party at his house. Little did two people in the group know that the others had a trick up their sleeves… Elliot and Vivianne had a crush on each other for a while now. Elliot had openly admitted it to Reese and Seth, while Lily managed to get it out of Vivianne. Vivianne was rather closed off and grumpy, but the others knew it was from insecurity. All of her jokes, no matter how harsh, she never meant, and they all knew that. Seth invited his friend group over, because he had a plan. They were all going to play Seven Minutes in Heaven, but he was going to put a little twist on it… leaving them in the closet for a few hours seemed good for some bonding. Everyone was having a good time at the group gathering, when Seth presented his idea of the game. The others (except for Vivianne and Elliot) were all in on it. Long story short, Elliot and Vivianne were now in a closet. Vivianne sighed. The seven minutes had been brutally awkward, seeing that neither of the two were doing any talking. Elliot was leaning against the wall, while Vivianne was checking a text on her phone. The seven minutes were up, but the door wouldn’t open. The two knew that it was locked from the outside, so they couldn’t get out until it was unlocked. After another minute of waiting, Vivianne slammed her fist on the door. ”Hey, Seth! Let us out dumbass! Seth!!” Vivianne shouted, but no reply came. It was like everyone had left… It suddenly hit her. This whole thing was a fucking set up, and now she would be trapped with her crush in a tight space for who knew how long. Elliot looked down at her, being the taller of the two. “Looks like we’ll be here a while…” He mumbled. Vivianne simply nodded, and tried to distract herself with her phone. She kept feeling small twinges in her bladder, but nothing too bad. Elliot was on his phone as well, and the two just were playing random games and doing who knows what for a while. Vivianne suddenly felt a random but extremely uncomfortable wave of desperation hit her, causing her hand to shake a bit. The 18 year old had a large, moderate strength bladder, but didn’t realize she had to go that much. Vivianne didn’t want to sacrifice her pride, so she said nothing about her need, hoping that the closet would open soon. There were a couple water bottles in the closet, and Vivianne was getting thirsty. She debated drinking some water, but then mentally scolded herself. She would be fine, it’s only a bit of discomfort. She drank some water despite her filling bladder, and went back to playing on her phone. Elliot was looking around the closet a bit, and wasn’t sure whether to make conversation with her or leave it. Another thirty minutes passed, and Vivianne was incredibly uncomfortable. Her bladder was heavy, and not moving or grabbing her crotch was making it very, very hard to hold in. A horrible wave of desperation suddenly hit her again, and this time Vivianne dropped her phone and grabbed her crotch, her face flushed from embarrassment as she squirmed. Elliot looked up, and the surprise on his face turned into sympathy. ”Do you want me to tell Seth to let us out now?“ He asked. Vivianne shook her head. “No, it’ll just make us trapped in here longer, and I do not need the rest of the group knowing about this. S-So keep your mouth shut about it.” Elliot felt bad for his friend. She was clearly so embarrassed… he wanted to assure her that it was okay. ”Vivianne, you don’t have to be embarrassed, okay? I-I really like you, and even if I wasn’t like having a crush on you, I still wouldn’t judge at all.” Elliot said. Vivianne looked up at him, and then she smiled. A genuine, happy smile. “Yeah… I-I like you too. A lot.” Elliot smiled. Vivianne stood up straighter, still holding herself. He leaned on the wall next to her, and tried to distract her with a conversation. While he was talking, Vivianne was still distracted by her very urgent need to pee. She could feel the slight bulge of her bladder against her arms, and her cheeks were flushed from holding in so much pee. Elliot texted their friends, and then groaned at the reply he got. ”They went out to the store and left us here in a closet… they’re like twenty minutes away, and driving back now.” Elliot said, clearly frustrated. Vivianne felt her heart sink. She could barely move with leaking, she would never be able to hold it in for another twenty minutes… but she had to try. Her waistband from her fishnets was pressing into her bladder bulge, making it more uncomfortable to hold. Ten minutes later, another wave of desperation made a huge leak escape her overfilled bladder. Pulling back on the pee hurt enough, and it sent trickled down her legs. Vivianne was shaking as she tried to keep in the large amount of pee in her bladder. Her bladder was rock hard. Elliot looked like he felt so bad, but didn’t know how to help her. ”Vivianne if it’s really hurting you, you can just go. There no need to be in pain. The others wont care…” Elliot said. ”Elliot I’m fine..” You could tell that Vivianne was tearing up from her voice. Elliot turned her towards him and hugged her. “Vivianne, just relax and go. Please stop hurting yourself, holding this much in is not healthy for you.” a couple trickles of pee went down her legs, and then it all just came pouring out. It quickly wet the floor, and poor Vivianne was peeing for at least a minute. She cried softly as Elliot hugged her, she was totally embarrassed. ”it’s alright. I’ve got you. Nobody’s going to tease you about it…” Elliot hugged her tightly. The closet door suddenly opened, and their friends looked at the two in shock. Lily spoke up first. ”Vivianne we’re so sorry!” She ran over and hugged her friend, the others following after her. ”I’ll let you borrow one of my sisters sweatpants.” Seth said, rubbing her back. The rest of the night was a movie night, and nobody spoke of the incident after that. Vivianne felt like she could depend on her friends more, but she was never playing Seven Minutes in Heaven again. - Afterwards - “I mean, technically, my plan worked.” Seth said to Elliot over the phone. ”You locked us in a closet for at least an hour, and she peed herself.” Elliot replied. ”but you two are together. Because of me.” Seth insisted. Elliot sighed. “Whatever helps you sleep at night, dude.” (I’ll do more stories with this group later, also I reused a few names from my previous post)
  12. Before I start I want to get a few things out of the way. First thing’s first - I plan to post one chapter a week. I’m terrible at keeping a schedule, so no promises. But that’s the aim. Plot is a big part of the story. There will be chapters without any omorashi. Masterbation does happen (maybe sex at a later point, I’m still writing) but the focus is on desperation. As mentioned, I’m still writing. Some things might change in later chapters. I also don’t have an editor, so expect mistakes, and for the writing “style” to randomly shift. If you have any feedback, or see a typo or mistake, feel free to let me know. I want to improve, so any help would be great! Note: I write in British English (though I don’t come from Britain) At the start of each chapter, I’ll add a character’s name. They are the “POV” character, and any inner monologue will be from them. That said, the story is written in third person. Note: When out of costume (it’s a superhero story) their civilian name will be used. Otherwise, they will go by their hero/villain name. ==================== Chapter One Music Music power-walked through the empty alleyway. He was almost home, and not a moment too soon. His bladder, heavy and full, shuddered with every step. Things were getting dire. Just two more blocks. Music told himself. Two more blocks and then I can finally get out of this costume and actually piss! This was a terrible line of thought! Music was forced to a halt as he doubled over, squeezing himself as he felt a spurt shooting through his dick, stopped only by his hand. His legs were shaking, knees knocking together as he shifted back and forth, unable to keep still. C’mon, just gimme five. More. Minutes. Music groaned, whimpering as he squeezed his eyes shut. His fingers, pinching the head of his dick, felt warm as a spurt jetted out. One eye opened, and then the other. The urge had lessened and Music was able to breathe. Carefully, he removed his hands. A sigh of relief. He was safe, for now. Boom! Music jolted, a second spurt dampening his boxers. Please, not now… He couldn’t deal with any more villainy; not in the state he was in. Another boom! With one last, longing glance toward home, Music turned back, heading toward the sound. “It’s all set up, boss.” Music could hear a minion’s voice as he neared the site. “All you gotta do is press this button and-” Whap! Music threw a punch at the stout man, knocking a remote from his hands. It slid across the alley, hitting a wall. Music bent down to get it. His bladder squeezed and he sucked in a breath, forcing himself upright. He could feel a bead of piss right at the tip of his dick. “Well well well, if it isn’t Music.” Mystify grinned. He twirled his wooden cane, slamming it down against cracked concrete. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” “I have your remote, Mystify.” Music held up the contraption. “You’re done. And since I’m in such a good mood, I’ll let you off with a warning.” He didn’t have time. He could feel the damp material against his highly sensitised dick, teasing him to let out more. Another squirt was already building up, aching to escape his swollen bladder. “A warning, now?” Mystify smirked, both hands lightly gripping the ball of his cane. “Someone’s being exceedingly polite today.” “Yeah, well, I do what I can.” Music shrugged. Another spurt! He sucked in a hissing breath. If he didn’t finish this soon, he’d be in real trouble. He was already starting to leak; he’d be lucky if he even made it home. “Hey boss?” The minion whispered. “I think something’s up with Music.” “For goodness sake, Pandor.” Mystify rolled his eyes beneath his mask. “Not everyone has to piss every time you see them.” The minion, Pandor, went a deep shade of scarlet. “Sir.” Pandor hissed, shifting in embarrassment. “You’re not exactly subtle about your fetish, you know.” Mystify tapped a large bulge in Pandor’s pants. The minion let out a needy whimper, pulling his white coat around himself. “S-Sir.” Pandor breathed, this time with more urgency. His words came out in a shuddering moan. I don’t have time for this. Music had to press his knees together to keep his legs from shaking. He shifted away from the two. Maybe they won’t notice- “Sir.” Pandor panted as his gaze locked onto Music’s crotch. “I really think that-” “Oh for heavens-” A breath of annoyance escaped Mystify’s nose. “Look, I’ll prove it to you.” A jolt of pain shot through Music’s body as Mystify jabbed his bladder with his cane. The hero struggled to stay upright as wave upon wave of urgency rippled through his bulging bladder, dribbling from his swollen dick. His urge, once controllable — if barely — had been shot to pieces. This was an emergency! “Oh.” Mystify blinked, eyes wide as he watched a wet spot form on Music’s green spandex. He stepped aside. “Well, don’t let us stop you.” “I’m fine.” Music lied through gritted teeth. He was bent slightly at the waist, fists balled up, uselessly gripping the material of his costume. His dick twitched, a few drops shaking off the wet fabric, landing between his legs. “For goodness sake, hero.” Mystify snapped. “I’m not a monster. Just go, and then we can continue when you’re at your best.” Music scowled. It had to be a trap. “I mean it, go.” With that, Music disappeared around the corner. It was all he could do in his desperate state of white hot need. He started to tug off his costume, dick dribbling in anticipation for the relief that was to follow. “Oh please do, hero.” Pandor smirked. He had the perfect vantage point from where he stood. “Show me your secret identity.” There was an obvious tent in his pants. “Get. Lost.” Was all Music could muster. He could feel the first rivulets beginning to trickle down his shaking legs. “Or don’t.” Pandor shrugged. “I’ve got all day, do you?” “Pandor!” Mystical barked. Wincing, Pandor turned back. With no time to waste, Music pulled off form-fitting hood, revealing shoulder-length golden curls. He squirmed his way out of his one-piece, tugging it down to his belly. A swollen belly, hard and entirely filled with piss. He froze. Spurt after spurt, each more powerful than the last, forced their way out of his turgid dick, into sodden boxers. Music squeezed his dick — one hand gripping the base, the other the head — in one last futile attempt to stop the inevitable. He already knew he had lost. He was pissing. Almost before he could even comprehend it, Music was pissing. Shock clouded his face, before relief washed over him. Pain was replaced by pleasure, more powerful than any orgasm. He must’ve moaned, how could he not when he could finally breathe again, but he couldn’t hear anything, lost in the radiating waves of the purest relief. Music didn’t know when he stopped, by the time he came down from his high, he was standing in a puddle, legs beginning to cool, and his super-suit sticking uncomfortably to his body. Tears, a mix of shame, relief, and humiliation, began to roll down his cheeks, lost in the lake below him. “Oh.” Pandor squeaked, the pants of his costume slick. His body was shaking with the aftershocks of his own release. “Music?” Mystify’s voice was barely above a whisper. “Are you… okay?” His tone was sincere. And then Music broke off into a run. The villains let him go. Mystify turned to Pandor, towering over him. Finally slipping back into reality, Pandor backed up. “S-Sir?” Pandor swallowed hard. “You are in so much trouble when we get back to the lair.” Mystify snapped. “B-But sir, I didn’t do any-” Pandor flinched, as Mystify jabbed his cane in the direction of his evil lair. “Go!” Mystify roared. Pandor obeyed. Back at home, Music crept across the tree in his backyard, climbing through his bedroom window. He didn’t need any nosey neighbours recognising him, especially now. He stumbled into his bathroom, making it as far as the doorway, before he collapsed. How could he even face the town after this? His dick, hard and throbbing, ached as it tented his pants. His body couldn’t deny how good it felt to finally relax, even if his mind said otherwise. Music peeled his sodden costume off, depositing it in the shower as he stepped inside, turning on the water. He groaned, precum beading the head of his aching dick. Confused visions of Pandor danced around his head. One, two, three strokes later, he came. ==================== CHARACTERS Music A superhero in his mid 20s. He wears a green spandex one piece, with a quaver (double connected music note) on his chest, and another (single music note with a flick) on his belt, along with a cape. Protagonist Mystify A supervillain in his early 30s. A tall redhead with a semi-formal tone. Has a cane, mostly for show. Antagonist Pandor A short, stout villain, and the minion of Mystify. Nervous and highly-strung. Has an omo fetish and is terrible at hiding it. Messy white hair, steampunk-style outfit, thick goggles, and black gloves. Villain’s lackey Character profiles will be updated when needed.
  13. Hello! Welcome to The Scale of Continence! You all will be following Spark, a grey wolf, and his peeing adventures with his partner, Inku, an unknown species, and his roommate Fern, an orange tabby. At every choice, you get shown a scale for Spark's incontinence, bladder, bowels, arousal, and relation (Only when interacting with a reoccurring character). Depending on what choices are made, Spark may gain passive effects. Some effects include omorashi enthusiast, small bladder, easily aroused, and phantom feeling. Hope everyone enjoys! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spark sighed as he stepped into his small house. It wasn't much, but with inflation and the three owners all having minimum-wage jobs, he was happy there was a roof over his head. He looked over to the living room. Inku laughed at something on the TV. "Hey, Babe!" Spark greeted, his tail wagging. "Spark! If you need to use the bathroom, be ready to drive somewhere. Something on the toilet broke and Fern's trying to fix it." "Thanks for the heads up," Spark said, heading to the spiral staircase, "But Fern's great at mechanics, she probably won't take that long." Inku turned away from the TV to narrow their eyes at Spark. "If you say so." Spark stepped into the bathroom and spotted Fern bent beside the toilet with a paw pressed on her crotch. "Fern, you doing okay?" Spark asked, worry clear in his voice. "Yep. Fine. Just need the bathroom a bit." Fern responded through gritted teeth. Spark looked her up and down, taking note of the little things. He could clearly see her legs shaking and hear her quiet panting. "I could drive you down the street or ask a neighbor if you can use their bathroom." Spark offered. "I'm fine I-" Fern cut herself off and dropped her wrench in favor of adding another hand to her crotch. "On second thought, I'll take you up on that offer." She said, slowly standing up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ With Fern in reach, Spark can: A. Stand in front of the door, but move eventually B. Stand in front of the door, but refuse to move (-1 Fern Relation) C. Push on Fern's bladder (-5 Fern Relation) D. Quickly go to the car 0/10 (Fully Continent) 0/10 (Empty Bowels) 2/10 (Dull Feeling) 0/10 (Not At All Aroused)
  14. hi! New member here decided a nice way to introduce myself to the community would be through some fic requests! I'm only gonna be doing male content for now as that's what I specialise in! My rules are only no scat or messing,no padded and no abdl! On that note get requestimg,I'm currently in the mood to write some Marvel,Helluva Boss,ASOIAF or Furry stuff but I'll take any requests!
  15. Heres another idea i thought of. We need more ralsei deltarune omorashi. Now hear me out: There isnt any omorashi (that i've seen) of ralsei from chapter 2. (See included image for reference.) So, shouldnt there be more ralsei omo on this site? Thats what im thinking anyway. Again, like all of my topics: Use this if you want for a writing piece, or artwork.
  16. From the album: AlphaHyoudou's Art

    For a girl as shy as Cynthia, peeing behind the bushes seems like an almost impossible task... which it is, if you don't trust the cover of said bushes enough
  17. One afternoon after school there was a track meet where Ava and her friends were competing in. After warm up Ava and her friends ran to grab drinks and Ava being extremely thirsty chugged the entire bottle. Ava’s race not being for another 45 minutes or so decided to relax and hang with her friends on the bleachers until then and while she was waiting, she was slowly growing more and more desperate. With 30 minutes left she was now crossing her legs and every so often would hold her crotch. “I need to pee but I don’t want to go right now” Ava thought to herself. “Hey you, okay?” Her friend Rose said. Ava startled quickly replies “YEAH I’m fine” With one event left before her race Ava now regretting that she didn’t go earlier because she was going to lose control of her bladder if she didn’t go soon. Ava’s event was called as she got up a small spurt of pee came out; she quickly held her crotch to attempt to regain control. Ava went over to the starting line and ran her race after finishing as the refs were writing down and telling the runners their times Ava was hoping up and down and her boobs bouncing with them. Of course, she was the last one to be told. Crossing her legs and bouncing trying not to piss herself, her time was finally given. As soon as she was told she ran into the locker rooms. Quickly opening the door to the girl's locker room and running to the stalls two were out of order and only one was available but was locked she hoped up and down. Bending down holding her crotch as another few droplets of pee came out darkening her green track uniform more. She began slamming on the door yelling “open the door please I’m gonna pee” a big spurt of bee came out as a few drops fell on the floor and some trickling down her leg. “Mmmmm please open ahhh” she moaned and groaned. Another big spurt came out trickling. She tried the door for one more desperate attempt but of course no budge and just then… *pssssssssssssss* “Gaaaaaahhhhhhhhh ah haaaaaa” she moaned She lost control, Ava’s green track uniform become completely soaked and darkened on her crotch. The pee falling from the crotch area of her uniform onto the floor making the sound of pouring rain. Some was going down her leg like a stream in the woods. As the last few drops came out more water came in the form of tears. Ava not having an accident since middle school, now had one. Her face turned red. Her track uniform was ruined and her bag still being outside with a change of clothes she decided to try and dry off her uniform since she still has races to do. She took off her uniform exposing her boobs, ass and smooth pussy, she took a quick shower. Just then the stall that was locked unlocked someone ran out with a phone in hand. They took the track uniform Ava ran out of the shower exposing herself to the camera she tried to run them down. The kid ran out the door and Ava blindly ran after them then realizing she just ran outside… naked she ran back in the locked room and thought she’d text her friends to bring her bag to he- wait her phones in her bag
  18. Ok, so the last DM I got had a really nice question. Kinda why I felt bad I don't answer and never really put that out there I don't. (Not that I'm on here long, didn't think about it or that I'd get any messages) Aaaanyway, it basically asked me what I like about omo. I've talked about my sub side here and there. So I thought I'd share and see what you guys like about it too. So omo wasn't always my thing, I didn't really have a find out I like it moment. Like my partner. But we had been together about a year and he asked me if I'd wet my pants for him. I hadn't yet shared my kinks fully but it didn't bother me, I saw it as "nothing dangerous so sure" (honestly he looked adorable asking I couldn't have said no if I wanted to ) At first I was really shy, I remember the first time him just holding me around my waist kissing my stomach. And I got comfortable enough to go, I fell in love with it honestly when I saw the look in his eyes. I liked making him happy. So from that, I got more comfortable letting go of being shy I'd make videos till I could just go in front of him. And we'd do little more punish play (not much, still haven't been tied up. I mean if it's not his thing it is what it is. But still hoping for that) I'd surprise him just coming in the room wet, mix lingerie in too. Recently we went on vacation I did a public accident in a dress that seemed to be unnoticed. (Aside from him) My favorite part of the wet is the release, I like having to go a lot and the relief of finally going. I get more turned on when I'm in trouble for it, I adore when he punishes me for wetting myself. But as far as the wetting goes, I like just letting go. Maybe since I like to be punished I like knowing I did something I shouldn't. It's nice to have an outfit on that just can't in any way hide the accident, so I couldn't cover it up if I wanted to. same it'd also be nice to try and get away with it out with him. Feel like I almost got away with it but he knows and lets me know as soon as we're alone
  19. A/N: This story will include sex/masturbation from BOTH SEXES!! At the top of each section I will include a warning if there is sex, and if it includes men in detail, and there will be ** next to the paragraph(s) that include it so it can be skipped if wanted. ALSO this is completely fictional and a fantasy! Please don’t do this to real hotels, speaking as someone who works in one, our housekeepers don’t want to clean up after this! I chew my lip as a nervous habit, and right now, it’s swollen. I signed up online, months ago, for a “special getaway” to a hotel in Florida that is hosting a VIP Event. I never thought I’d get chosen to attend, and once I saw that I was I immediately put down the deposit. It was a bit expensive, but that’s to be expected for an event of this nature. Heavy discretion, clean up, and set up. I close my suitcase full of sundresses, bathing suits, panties, and casual clothes and head to the airport. the plane ride was mostly uneventful, though by the end I was feeling a need to pee. Not urgent at all, as it was only a three hour plane ride, but a nice, comfortable urge. I pulled my skirt down a bit as I stood and adjusted my white blouse, exiting the plane. As I waited for my luggage, I squeezed my legs together as my Arousal rose higher. I was finally going to get to indulge in my “interests” with other people, and maybe find someone I can share it with forever. How many people would attend? How much of the hotel can we use? My brain spun as I thought of all Possibilities, and between my legs got more and more wet by the second. the hotel was a forty five minute drive from the airport, and as I waited for my Uber my need got slightly more dire. I bounced my leg as I waited on the bench, enjoying the warm Florida air. I sipped on my Dr. pepper as I sat, hoping it would add to my urge. Soon enough, my Uber arrived and I entered, greeting the driver and turning my attention to my phone. Part of the instructions were to let the hosts know we were driving there, so I let them know I was about 45 minutes out. “What brings you to Florida?” My driver smiled at me in the mirror, a handsome man probably mid twenties. He had dark hair that matched his eyes, and a beard that brought out his white smile. “I’m here for a special event with some.. friends.” Hopefully, we’d be friends by the end. If not more. He nodded and smiled again, as you do in a customer service position. “Well, I hope you have fun. I will also be staying at this hotel for a while. Just finishing up my shift first.” Our eyes met in the rear view mirror again as my clit gained a heartbeat. It had been so long since I last felt the touch of a man on me, and to have the buildup of whatever wet activities we wanted beforehand… ”What made you want to come?” He asked and I bit my lip. You. “Oh, god, everything.” I gushed, and felt this face heat up at how excitable I sounded. “I wanted to find people like me. And do it. Freely.” his smirk killed me, and I added him to a mental list of people I needed to get to know more intimately before the trip was over. “Me too. I wanted to be able to just. Go fucking wild, yknow?” **oh, I knew. I knew I wanted him, and I wanted to pee. Not in a toilet, but in his lap. I bit down on my lip and squeezed my thighs together again, both out of a rising desperation, and to her just any friction between my legs. I fantasized about my Uber driver, straddling him and having his hands all over me as we kissed. I’d grind myself into him, my pink tennis skirt falling just past my ass, pretty white panties with lace, feaux innocence. He’d suck on my neck and I’d moan, leaking into my panties barely enough to show a stain. Moving against each other, my legs unable to close, eventually I’d lose control and wet on his cock, my panties turning see through and his jeans darkening with my piss. I’d feel him harden underneath me even more as I wet us both, my skirt getting weighed down on the edges that my pee touched. When I finished, my warm pee having soaked us both, he’d slide my wet panties to the side and I’d ride him, his piss covered cock slamming into me. My wet skirt would slap against my ass as I bounced on him, releasing a little more as i always do minutes later onto us both. Eventually, he’d cum in me, creating another hot mess id love to have. I swallowed, hard, trying to compose myself to answer. “Yeah. I get it.” I wanted to talk to him more, but I also didn’t want to come off as too forward. I didn’t know how up front to be, or who would be okay with what, and as of right now, he’s still my uber driver. Hopefully later, he would be a hot fuck session, but for now I had to respect him and try to be professional. “so, are you open to sex with the people here?” well, if he’s going to start the conversations, it would be rude not to answer. “Yes, are you?” God, I wanted him to say yes. My bladder was full now, I’d have used the bathroom twenty minutes ago if these were normal circumstances. But, they most definitely were not. He nodded, eyeing me in the mirror. “I most definitely am. Hoping for it, actually.” I could have came right there, between the anxiety-arousal surrounding being so desperate so far from a toilet, the anticipation of the events at the hotel, and the idea of fucking someone, ANYONE who longed for this like I did. “How much farther?” I put a hand between my legs, pressing against my crotch. I did my best not to actively touch myself in this strangers car, but the bumps in the road and how horny and desperate i was made it difficult to deny the temptations. “I really have to pee.” ”oh honey that’s not even fair.” He half laughed at me, leaning back casually to drive with one hand. “I still have a few more hours before I get to see you do that, don’t tease me.” ”I can show you plenty later, I promise.” I couldn’t help but rub myself a little under my skirt. It did help a bit with the desperation, as well, which only worsened with each passing second. “But really, how close are we?” he glanced down at his phone gps. “Five minutes. Think you can hold it?” I laughed, which made me have to press down harder on my crotch. “Yes, I can, trust me. I’ve been much worse off before.” ”you can tell me about those times later, in my room.” He paused. “Your name is Abigail, correct? That’s who it said the Uber was for.” ”yes, and I’m sorry I don’t remember your name.” ”it’s alright. It’s Ethan, I’m sure you’ll be screaming it later, so it’s good to know.” The Uber stopped before the hotel as he finished those promising words, and I almost didn’t have the strength to stand. “Promise?” ”id never lie to a pretty woman.” and with that, I edited the Uber, and looked up at my accommodations for the next few weeks. A gorgeous glass building with green gardens, and a lovely overhang. I saw pools to either side, and knew there was a beach behind it. I entered the doors to a beautiful lobby as well, with marble floors and a waterfall in the center. Signs stating “Omorashi Festival” with pamphlets below were plentiful, along with “21+ signs. I approached the front desk where quickly, the young woman in a black dress asked for my name. “Abigail Evans. For the festival.” she smiled tightly as she typed into the computer. “Welcome, Miss Evans. May I see a ID please?” I danced slightly as I bent down into my luggage for my wallet, my need now urgent. I found my drivers license quickly and handed it to her, trying to be discreet about my need. Then I realized, I don’t have to be here. I shoved a hand between my legs, waiting for my license back. the girl looked at me, handing my my license and a small packet, along with a bigger one. “The small packet has keys and drink vouchers. The big packet is a consent form work rules, please fill it out and return it to me before participating. Would you like to know where the restrooms are?” I grinned as I looked into her eyes, shaking my head. “No, thank you. I won’t be needing them.” END OF CHAPTER ONE! I hope you all like the premise of this! Please let me know if you have any feedback/requests!!
  20. After waking up to the sounds of one piece lore videos from my daddy. He changed me out of my soaked diaper and helped me get dressed for a long day ahead. With my diaper bag all packed we got in the car and went shopping. With a new phone and a couple of gifts we went to another store. It was at the next store when the urge to pee took over. While walking through Target I had an accident and almost flooded my diaper. Luckily it didn't leak as we finished shopping and drove home.
  21. https://www.jade-net-home.com/products/125493?m= A forgotten car pee video that we've all missed. Maybe someone can put this in here? Thanks.
  22. So I just posted about my trip back to my home town and now I’m posting about my trip back home. I wasn’t intentionally holding this was definitely not part of the plan it just happened. I was driving and for about the first 5 hours I was okay and then all of the sudden the urge hits me really badly in the middle of nowhere, like the next stop wasn’t for 20 miles. I really needed to go and my options were car seat or in the woods so I decided to pull over and the next pullout and I was going to go a little in the woods pull my pants down and pee but I just couldn’t hold it, as soon as I got out of my car I started going, there were cars driving by and they definitely saw me standing there with soaked shorts, I was really embarrassed, but I got a towel that I always keep in hand and put it on my seat before I kept driving. As I driving the rest of way I hiked up again so I was letting out little spurts to relieve some of the pressure, FullSizeRender.MOV but when I got home the urge was starting to hit again so I rewet my shorts in the shower, and I put that video here. Hope you enjoy, I sure did!
  23. Another two elavtaor wetting videos that are nowhere to be found. Maybe someone can put those here? Thank you. https://www.jade-net-home.com/products/133767?m= https://www.jade-net-home.com/products/130764?m=
  24. So onetime I was at my friend's house for a sleepover, and I drank a bit too much water. Someone was in the bathroom, and I don't know when they left. I decided to come back later, but then we had to go to bed. My friend's parents were super strict about us going to bed and staying in the basement. There wasn't a bathroom there, so I couldn't go. I fell asleep because I was really tired, and according to my friend, I wet the bed immediately. I had a dream about being in a waterfall, and after a few minutes felt great. I woke up a couple minutes later, and the whole mattress was covered in pee. My friend was really nice about it and let me borrow some clothes until I went home.
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    Good morning babys! My name is Miah, I am a video game creator who has started her career this year, right now I am developing ABDL games on Patreon. "A Whole Week In Diapers" and "The Demon Nursery"! If you want to know more about the video game you can download a Demo below, you can also visit Patreon because all the official versions of the game will be published there, all the story and minigames that are created will only be accessible from Patreon! I love you all and thank you for reading me, kisses~ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- History: In this game you are going to control "Mia", a girl who is going to visit a friend that she has not seen since she was little, Mia and her friend Emily will live many adventures in Mirst Town, the city where Emily lives, in addition to discovering that this town hides something... What will it be? You will have to find out! n.n ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If you are interested in playing any of my games I recommend you stop by my patreon! You can enjoy all of them for a small contribution as well as helping me to continue creating this content. You will also have access to the ChangeLog of all versions and the updates and unique content posts that I put up! It's really worth joining n.n ------------------------------------------- Download Link (Full Game Patreon): Here ------------------------------------------- Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/ABDLMiah Discord: https://discord.gg/Bn8JKDvCzZ
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