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  1. Hi! Im new here, i just wanted to share some of my work hope you like it! i will be uploading more soon...
  2. Hi so this is a story I started on my Wattpad (my wattpad handle is @MissCherryCatt, feel free to follow there, it's all omorashi related ) Part 1: Cherry plays Mario Kart Cherry sat on the floor with her Switch in hand, intent on reaching the next level. She wiggled back and forth as her barely noticed need to pee increased. She was wearing a pullup, with bright yellow butterflies on the front that fade when wet. Lately she had been accident-prone so her Daddy had started keeping her in them. It was hard to find them in an adult size that was cute enough that she would actually wear them and absorbent enough to hold the contents of her bladder (when she had an accident, it was always a lot), but her Daddy was able to locate some off an online ABDL shop. As she got closer and closer in her game, she ignored the first few warning spasms and wiggled into floor furiously, hoping that would suffice, as she nearly defeated her match. Huge mistake. Always go before the first spasm even hits. She squealed and jumped up, dropping her switch to the ground, as her bladder spasmed big time, and a stream of urine spurted forcefully against the the soft inner cushioning of her adorable pullup. She yelled, "Papa, Papa, I pee peeeee," and ran as fast as she could to the bathroom, and stomped and wailed and wiggled in front of the toilet as she fought with her pullup. Papa ran in, wondering what the commotion was, and saw her fighting her body's natural urges as her bladder kept hissing into her pullup. "Oh, baby, it's okay," he said, and she looked up and stopped fighting as he put his arms around her. She shook and sobbed as her pullup filled with urine, going up past her butt crack and up past her pubic mound, completely saturating the material keeping her pee from going all over the floor. "Let's get you cleaned up."
  3. We were camping. It was freezing -- our elevated body heat and the effects of the alcohol we had been drinking were not enough on their own to stop us from being ridiculously cold. It was below freezing. Our sleeping bag, insulating us with our combined heat was the only thing keeping us warm. It was a silly idea, one might say -- camping in a tent in Albany in the middle of winter. But we were young, we wanted a unique experience. Snuggled together as closely as can be, Bella, delicately fidgeting, whispered to me. "I really have to go baby...." "Baby it's so cold, do you think you can hold on until the morning?" "I don't know, I think so, I'll try" the doubtful determination in her voice was adorable. "Good girl, you'll be fine." Bella and I shared a mutual secret, something very naughty; but something we'd only ever talked about after a few drinks and playing truth ... “Do you have a fetish?” was usually the trigger sentence. Recalling those conversations from our sleeping bag, my heart began to race at what might end up happening here. My mind was racing with all kinds of fantasies, knowing that Bella had to pee … Bella held on to me even tighter, while I gently stroked her hair. Twenty minutes went by, we would soon be asleep. Bella began to fidget, much more than before. She let out a gentle, high pitched moan as she writhed her hips around me, unquestionably aware of the throbbing state of arousal I was in. "I have to go, I can't hold it." "OK baby but it's really cold outside so we'll have to be really quick--" "NO—I, I don't want to go..." "What, now you don't want to go?" "I do, I mean, I have to, it's just, you know...." Bella, blushing, and as bashful as I'd ever seen her, hid her face from me but grabbed on to me for dear life. "Sometimes I have accidents." "Aw baby don't worry, we can fi--" "Shhhh I just want to hold on to Daddy." Bella had never called me Daddy like that before, in such a vulnerable, yet beautiful manner. It simultaneously melted my heart and turned me on, more than anything. "It will be ok baby, whatever happens its ok, don't be embarrassed. Daddy will fix." I thought to myself that I will be more prepared for situations like this in the future – that I’d have some Goodnights on hand for my girl in case of night-time accidents. We did however have a spare sleeping bag and enough dry towels. "I love you so much Daddy." "I love you too." We held each other, side by side, as close as possible, and as we shared the most indescribably intimate and passionate kiss, the entire world melted away. Bella stopped fidgeting and looked so peaceful. She was so beautiful. It was euphoria. Bella sighed oh so gently, in quiet relief. "Hold me daddy..." she softly asked. Bella gently bit her lip and rolled on top of me, our bodies as close together as they could be. "Hold me." Heat suddenly began to spread around my erection as Bella, whose trembling breath, becoming deeper and deeper, asked me "can you hear it? It's coming out Daddy..." Before she could continue talking, we shared the most enthusiastic kiss in my life. She took my breath away -- through all this, I realised: Bella is peeing herself. Wetting her pants! Trusting me to share her secret, trusting me to share this experience, this private part of herself. It struck me as the most beautiful intimacy. "I'm scared. I don't think I can stop." "Baby don’t worry, let it go, let it all go ..." And with that, the floodgates opened. We moaned together in delight as her hot piss drenched us both, her scent intoxicating to me, like an aphrodisiac made from honey. We kissed with a ferocity of the rarest passion. Her beautiful face, filled with a combined expression of relief and sexual ecstasy is something I will never forget. Bella peed for over two minutes. When she finally finished wetting herself, she slightly loosened her grip on me, collapsing on to my body, catching her breath. "I'm sorry, I know I'm a naughty girl." We were saturated, even her hair was wet. Yet we were so hot from desire, from lust, from pure carnal desire, that the ambient temperature was suddenly no longer a problem, at least, inside the tent. Her fresh scent, punctuated with pheromones, was like bliss. I opened that sleeping bag, and laid Bella down. I kissed her all over. I went down on her. Her pussy was hot – literally, like a radiator. In the ecstasy of that moment, she tasted wonderful: like fresh, sweet naughtiness, laced with the smell of arousal, truly a euphoria of the senses. "I want you so much." "God I want you too."
  4. Possible Trigger warning involving a dog's death Not sure if I should have added said warning, but better safe than sorry. Sad story I came across a tweet from an ABDL profile on twitter. It was a while ago, so I don't think I'll be able to find it. We all know dogs are amazing and all, but sometimes they'll do some pretty icky stuff. In this sad, unfortunate case, a little's dog had found one of her diapers, and ate it/part of it. Not sure of the details, only that later in the day, the dog unfortunately passed away due to complications from ingesting whatever the diaper was made of. Likely the absorption polymer, maybe the internal fabric or plastic. I have a dog and participate in ABDL and would be horrified knowing irresponsibility on my part regarding my kink led to my furry friend's passing. I personally, would never forgive myself. I feel like a lot of people might not anticipate their dog eating a diaper clean or used, but who knows. Dogs do some strange stuff. Just thought I'd mention this in case anyone else has a furry friend roaming their house.
  5. Here’s a couple of drawings I did on the consequences of having accidents when in a dd/lg relationship and/or during age-play related scenarios...especially when the big is into making the little feel embarrassed about not staying dry
  6. Hey guys! This is just a pictue of me from yesterday with Ace! I hope you like it! Let me know if you want to see more with diapers or if you have any requests! Full bladder pictures coming soon!!!! -Marlee
  7. Hello everyone. I am about to tell a story about Ella and her boyfriend. The story is a mix of real events of mine, some fantasies of mine and something that's completely fiction. I hope you enjoy! *** ”Heyyy! My little princess? It’s time to get up!” I heard a strict voice coming from somewhere. I tried to open my eyes, but it was too hard. “Nooo. I don’t wanna.” I mumbled while I wrapped myself tighter into my cute and soft bunny blanket. It was so warm. I really didn’t want to get up. I squeezed my eyes shut and hid my head under the blanket as if it would excuse staying in bed. “Sweetie? Get up.” The voice was more determined this time. “No no no no, I don’t hear you, I don’t hear you.” I giggled with my supposedly innocent and still tired voice, still hiding under blankets. The voice didn’t answer. I pulled the blanket off my head and looked around feeling a bit confused. It was dark. “Wh-wha…what?” I barely whispered, scratching my head probably a little scared look on my face. That extra glass of wine last night probably wasn’t good idea. I closed my eyes and if I’m really being honest, I drifted back to sleep immediately. “Heyyy! My little princess? It’s time to get up!” I heard a strict voice coming from somewhere. I tried to open my eyes, but it was too hard. “Nooo. I don’t wanna.” I mumbled while I wrapped myself tighter into my cute and soft bunny blanket. “Wait. Didn’t this just happen?” I thought and sat up, still wrapped in the blanket and eyes still shut. It’s not unusual that I’m getting dreams mixed up with reality and this seems to be once again one of those nights. I was feeling a bit lightheaded but soon forgot it when I realized that there was a wet patch underneath my bum. My little side kicked in again. “No no no, daddy will be mad, oh no.” I thought while I opened my eyes wide open in horror. I was distressed and patted the bed with my hands to find out how much damage I had done to the sheets. The bed wasn’t just damp, it was soaked. I felt how my cheeks blushed and how tears began to moisten my eyes. This was so embarrassing. I felt dizzy. “Sweetie? What’s wrong?” I heard warm and a bit worried voice getting closer. It was my boyfriend, Alan. I usually call him daddy and I’m his princess. It’s maybe mainstream but I don’t care. I like to be called princess: it makes me feel special. I saw Alan’s figure appearing at the doorway. He had asking expression on his face. He raised his other eyebrow and looked straight into my eyes with his greyish blue eyes. They were same color as mine. I gushed into tears. I never had wet the bed before. I couldn’t say anything. I just sat there, crying, face buried in my knees. Alan came to the bed, sat behind me and hugged tight. His arms were warm. Alan wasn’t angry or disappointed. “It’s okay, princess.” He whispered, gently stroking my brown hair and kissing the back of my head. “Let’s go change something clean, okay?” He asked smile on his face. I nodded. Alan picked me up on his lap, stood up and carried me to the bathroom. He helped me to strip my wet pajama pants and undies beneath them. He put the teddy bear printed baby blue pants and my purple lace knickers into the washing machine. Then he gave a kiss on my forehead before taking off my shirt which had the same color and the same teddy bear decoration as the pajama pants. I was shivering and having goose bumps. I still felt dizzy and my vision was hazy. I was in a stupor because I was still sleepy and confused, not even sure if I really was awake this time. The atmosphere felt dream-like and I felt like I wasn’t fully there, like I was watching myself from a different perspective than my own. The floor was cold. Alan was speaking but I didn’t understand what he was saying, he seemed to be somewhere far away, even though he was right there, next to me. It was like I was in a different dimension and he was in another. “Do you hear me? Princess? Ella?” Alan was looking straight to my eyes. I felt like I fell back into this world and the view was suddenly very distinct. I could sense everything outstanding clearly. My vision was so sharp that it almost hurt my eyes after all that blurriness. “Huh?” My voice echoed in the bathroom. I had no idea how long I had been absent. “Let’s get that little pussy washed, shall we?” Alan said and lightly slapped my naked bum. He wasn’t asking. I began to slip more back in my little space again. “Yes, daddy, of course we will.” I said to him, like a good girl is supposed to do. I hopped into the bathtub and Alan started to fill it up. I needed to pee again, but the urge wasn’t that big, so I wasn’t bothered about it. “Where’s all my toys?” I asked with a bratty voice. The earlier embarrassment was now totally gone and forgotten. “Toys? I thought only good girls that don’t pee themselves are getting that kind of bath luxury.” Alan said and was about to leave the bathroom. “If I’m not getting any toys, I’ll do the tick-tick thing theeeeeen.” I was referring to touching myself with a mischievous voice, making it obvious that I knew I wasn’t allowed to do such adult-thing without daddy’s permission. “No whining! Wash yourself and get dressed.” Alan took a deep look at me and then left me alone in the bathroom. This wasn’t going to be a fun and cute bath with cute toys and playing with a loooot of soapy soapy bubbles. Needless to say, I was disappointed. Later, when I had washed myself in the bath and gotten dressed up all cute and girly, I went to knock on Alan’s office door. I wasn’t supposed to disturb daddy when he is working but I was thirsty. I wasn’t allowed to take a drink by my own. I might have broken one of the daddy’s favorite glasses once while climbing on a chair to reach it. I still needed to stand on my toes: I fell because I couldn’t keep my position balanced. There might be a reason why that one particular glass was placed so high on the shelf, but it had so cute picture about a turtle on it that I just couldn’t resist myself. I wanted to drink from daddy’s turtle glass. I caught myself having this bratty, grumpy but playful expression on my face while thinking about that memory. “Yes?” Alan came to the door. He didn’t say anything else, but his face was asking why I was breaking the rules. “I’m thirstyyyy…” I said with my shy little voice, squeezing my lavender colored skirt in my fists and rocking my body side to side. “Ahh, okay, let’s get you a drink then.” Alan said and headed to the kitchen. I followed. “What do you want to drink?” Alan asked while he opened the fridge. I wanted juice. “Can I have a big giiirls’ glass, please, daddy, can I, can I??” I was getting maybe a bit too excited about the juice and jumped up and down clapping my hands together. “Are you sure that you can handle it? Remember that one time? You don’t want to break a glass again or hurt yourself, don’t you?” Alan was talking about the turtle glass. I was pondering and mumbling something and then said with a clear and determined voice that I can do it. I sat down at the table and Alan poured me a glassful of apple juice. “Do you need to pee?” Alan asked. I shook my head. “Well, tell me if you need to go and be careful with that glass. Daddy has to do some work now.” I heard Alan say before he left the room. I was looking the juice in my glass: it looked a lot like pee. Sudden impulse of desperation went through my body. Oops. Maybe I needed to pee after all. I shrugged and grabbed the glass with my both hands. I downed the whole glassful and danced to the living room. It was a jungle. It was literally full of Alan’s plants. He was really strict and careful about them. I wasn’t good at taking care of plants, so he wanted to do it by his own. There was one plant that was mine though; I had been insisting to help him with his plants, so he bought me one to take care of. It was a spider plant and it was in a pink flowerpot. In the side of the pot was a painted bunny, I had painted it myself! I started to feel a bit lightheaded again. I sat down on the floor and viewed the living room. There were still wine glasses on the table from yesterday and clothes here and there. Yeah, we had some hot and lustful adult time before going to sleep. The memories were somehow hazy and dreamy, must be because of the wine. My urge to pee was getting more intense but I wasn’t intrigued about it. “I’m a big girl and can hold it longer.” I told myself. Besides, daddy was working. It wasn’t a good idea to disturb him if I really didn’t need to. I crawled on all my fours to the bookshelf and took my drawing papers and crayons out. I started to draw bunnies. I drew all kind of bunnies; white, brown, pink, bunnies with bows, bunnies with hats. I don’t know how much time passed but I was drawn back to reality from my bunnies by a huge stroke of needing to pee badly. I tightened my whole body, but some pee escaped. I felt how dampness spread in my knickers. “O-oh.” I moaned out loud and lifted my skirt to see my blue and dotted panties. They were just casual hipster briefs that had some small and cute frills on their sides. There was a distinct wet patch. I was puzzled: I needed to go potty right now but couldn’t move. I was sure I’d pee myself right there if I tried to get up. The bunnies were staring at me. “I’m sorry” I mumbled with a shallow and shaky voice while I lost the control of my bladder. There were a few short spurts at first and the stream became steady. I felt how my pee spread between my legs, making my bum soaked. It started to dribble through the panties and flow down my legs that were squeezed hard together. The pee was doing a continually growing puddle on the floor. I watched how a tiny trickle started to reach the bunnies I had drawn. Poor bunnies. My face was probably bright red and I was nervous. I needed to go and tell daddy what happened. “I said that you should tell me if you needed to go!” Alan looked at me when I stood in silence in front of his office door wet, watching my toes in a shame. “Sorry…” I was beginning to apologize but was cut short when Alan turned me around, lifted my skirt up and slammed my wet bum with his hand. I moaned. He slapped again. And again. My bum started to get warm and sore. Slap. Slap. A total of ten slaps. “You should go and change into diaper since you don’t seem to be able to stay dry.” Alan said with a bossy and determined voice. I obeyed his order. Later, I had been wearing the diapers all day and it was starting to get dark. The day had passed in a second. Alan had finished his work and we were playing Kimble in a living room. Kimble is a board game in which players try to be the first to send four pieces all the way around the board using a die. The floor was now cleaned from my accident and soaked drawings of bunnies were thrown to the bin. I moved my last piece to the finish and screeched from a joy. “I won! I won! I won! Can I now decide the movie?” I jumped up from the couch. We had made the deal that the winner can choose a movie we watch after the game. “Yes, you can, princess.” Alan said with accepting and soft voice. “Can we watch a horror movie?” I was jazzed up. I really loved horror movies. “A horror movie? Are you sure? They aren’t meant for little girls.” Alan sounded a bit surprised. I guess he thought I was going to pick some cartoon or something. “Yes, I’m sure, daddy! Don’t worry, I’m big enough.” I was trying to convince him with a smile on my face. Alan agreed to watch Shrooms and we made the couch movie-ready with blankets and pillows. We dimmed the lights and lit some candles. I got my pacifier and a stuffed bunny toy and snuggled up into Alan’s lap and under the blankets. Shrooms is a psychological slasher film where a group of people get stuck in woods and begin to experience odd events. It doesn’t have that good rating, but I still really like it. It was late when the movie ended. I was getting sleepy and was ready to go to sleep, but Alan had different plans. He wanted to go for a walk. There’s a small forest near our place and in middle of the forest is a playground. I sat up and noticed that I had to pee again. I was diapered so I just released my bladder into it, while still being under the blanket. The wet and puffy warmth felt so comfortable. “Are you peeing?” Alan looked at me wondering. He had noticed from my actions and facial expressions that something is happening. “Ummmm-hhmm.” I told him nodding my head, with maybe a bit proud voice and blushed. Alan came to me, gave me a kiss and stroked my hair. “Good that you’re diapered. Get dressed when you finish so we can leave.” He was in a good mood. I nodded for a response. The sky was clear and cloudless. I could see the stars. There was a calm breeze that waved the leaves of trees, making them sound like it was raining. I listened the humming while we walked towards the forest. Everything was still: I felt like everyone else had vanished from the Earth leaving just the two of us behind. I don’t know it was the movie, my vivid imagination or the fact that I was so sleepy, but the atmosphere was really spooky. The trail that lead into the forest was dark. There were only few lights. One of them was totally broken and dark and one of them was flashing and crackling. I saw a rabbit running over the trail and vanishing in the darkness. I started to feel vertiginous again. I blinked my eyes several times trying to make my vision less blurry. The darkness made me nervous and I could feel it in my bladder. It was only few moments ago I peed, but my bladder already started to remind me about their existence. I took a grab of Alan’s hand when we stepped into the darkness of the forest, leaving all the buildings and houses behind us. Our feet crackled against the ground. Some animal was howling somewhere far away. We came to the playground and Alan suggested that we would go swinging and so we did. He lifted me up and put me in the child’s swing. I was lucky to be so tiny that I fitted in it. “Okay, keep a good grip of the chains.” Alan instructed me as he stepped behind me and started to give speed to the swing. I was flying towards the sky and falling back. I felt in my stomach and released a tiny and warm spurt into my diaper. Then I was flying towards the sky again. I tried to reach the stars with my hands but before I could, I fell backwards again. I laughed in a bliss. I closed my eyes and focused solely to my physical feelings. The bliss I felt grew bigger and bigger and eventually it felt like I was going to explode from an ecstasy. The feeling was so intense that I had to ask Alan to stop the swing. I climbed out of the swing and started to run over the small valley. There was a lonely slide further away on the hill and I wanted to go there. “Carefully, princess!” Alan yelled after me, but it was too late: My clumsy little feet had already gone in confusion and I ended up being higgledy-piggledy over the place. “Daddyyyy! I fell.” I wailed from a ground in a slightly exaggerating despair. Alan slowly walked towards me, lifted me up from the ground. “What I just said? Be careful. Do you understand?” But I was already gone, again running towards the slide. When I finally reached it, I started to climb the stairs to the hill. Alan was peacefully walking his way to there; he wasn’t in a such rush that little-Ella was. “Daddy! Look! I’m sliding.” I yelled and hopped into the slide. My excited scream echoed in the air as I slid down. I ran to Alan and hugged him. He suggested that we’d lay down on the hill to watch the stars. Without a doubt, I climbed back up and laid down. Alan followed. The stars seemed to be so close but still so far. It was mind-blowing to think how far they really were. I started to feel slightly unreal. “It’s somehow scary to think how little we are in this universe.” I wondered out loud and continued “Think about the stars, they’re just floating in this infinity but so are we.” The wind was getting heavier and the trees beneath us were looking ominous. Alan wasn’t being bothered by them; he was rather being mesmerized by them. My mind started to shuffle. I had to turn my look away from the swaying branches. I looked to my right, back to the playground and swings. They were really distant. Like, really, really distant. It felt like there was an invisible, large window halfway the valley and behind the window was another dimension. I felt really strange. I saw again a bunny leaping into the bushes. It felt unreal. There’s nothing abnormal in rabbits but I couldn’t help but fall to the state of mind of questioning the reality. They seemed to be everywhere. I recalled the discussion I had with a friend maybe a year ago about rabbits. We were driving and there was being unbelievable amount of rabbits everywhere and we were joking about rabbits plotting against humans and taking over the world. I turned my head and looked back at the trees. The branches looked like they were flowing and stretching, trying to reach out to me, planning to catch me in their embrace and swallowing me out of existence. At that very moment I stood up. “Daddy, I want to leave, now.” I was genuinely scared. I started to walk down the hill, as fast as possible. Heading back into the trail and into the forest. I wasn’t bothered about being afraid of the dark or barely seeing in front of myself, I wanted my ass out of this freaking park immediately. Alan hurried after me and took my hand in his own. I needed to pee badly again, but I didn’t care. Being scared made it worse but I didn’t want to stop to make it easier to relax my bladder. I bit my lip and kept walking. It actually wasn’t easy: every step felt like a stab in my bladder. When we finally got back to our yard, I relieved myself. My diaper started to get swollen. No wonder: I already had peed in it earlier. The flow seemed to never end. I just peed and peed and peed and eventually the diaper started to leak and my legs got a little wet too. I was physically and emotionally exhausted. I just wanted to take a hot shower, change back into my pajamas and snuggle up to bed. Without any rabbits or bunnies anywhere near me. The day had taken the best of me, indeed.
  8. Hi! It’s bladderbabe, author of welcome to the mansion (which you should totally check out)! I’m trying something new today. I’ve never been completely into diapers or anything, but I think it would be a fun concept to put into ddlg, which I am very into! The diapers don’t come in until a little later in the story, though. I hope you guys enjoy! ————————————————— I’ve been dating Alistair for about a year now. We’ve been to every base (some more enjoyable than others) and we’ve even talked about my love for bondage and daddy, and his love for hot wax. But there is one thing I’ve never told him about before. Today’s the day. ............................................................. “Hey baby. How was work?” I ask him as he plants a kiss on my forehead and I shut my laptop. “It was okay,” he sits down on the shitty dorm matress, where he’s immediately ingulfed by mountains of pillows and stuffed animals. “Normal stuff. I misspelled one girl’s name on her coffee cup, and she freaked out! Like, you can’t blame me! There’s a million ways to spell ‘Kaitlin’!” He falls back dramatically and sighs. “I once read a magazine where a little girl’s name was K, the Roman numeral for 8, Lin. At least you didn’t have to deal with her.” I pushed back my chair and flopped down on the bed next to him. ”Thank god. At least I have you to come home to.” He rolls over and kisses me, his hands quickly trying to find their way to my breasts. “Woah there, tiger. At least buy me dinner first.” I sit up and he moans out in dramatic anguish. “You’ll survive. Put it away.” “But...” “Nope. Later. I have like, three essays to write and I have to read The Great Gatsby again. I mean, I’m an English major! We’ve all read it before!” ”Can’t that wait till tomorrow? I mean, look at me!” He gestures to his crotch, where the noticeable bulge screams to me. “I’m basically dying.” “Buy me dinner and maybe you’ll get some.” I say, despite being just as horny. ”Fine. I got paid yesterday anyway. Let’s go.” “Wow, you really want this, don’t you? Well, hold your horses. I need to change.” I walk over to my wardrobe and take my time looking through the options. I turn around, holding one very modest sundress in one hand, and a tight red mini dress that barely covers my ass in the other. “Which one?” He raises his eyebrow. “Okay, I get it.” I turn around and start to get undressed, purposefully taking a little longer and moving my hips a little more than usual. I slip on the dress and walk over to him. “Zip it, please.” He sits up and zips it, slaps my ass, then stands up. He takes off his work uniform and changes quickly into skinny jeans and a button-up. I give him a little kiss and button his top button, then grab my keys and walk out the door. “Monica, can’t we take an Uber? We’re gonna get hammered.” ”I thought you were taking me somewhere fancy.” “Fine. We’ll get hammered off of red wine. Fancy enough?” He takes out his phone and gets an Uber. “Mmhm.” Once we arrive at the fancy Italian restaurant, and with a little tip, get in without reservations, we sit down and I order a bottle of red wine. I sip my glass as he sips his. After looking around to make sure no one is looking, he slips into my side of the booth and puts his hand on my thigh. The waiter walks up and takes our orders. I ask for fettuccine alfredo, and he gets plain spaghetti and meatballs. The waiter drops off a basket of breadsticks and I take a bite. With every second, his hand creeps closer up my leg. My breath gets heavier as I take another sip of my red wine, and he finishes his. He pours more into our glasses and I raise my eyebrows, but don’t protest. The waiter comes back with our food and we eat. His hand eventually finds its way to its destination and he slowly rubs my clit in circles. I act as unphased as possible, but it’s getting harder by the second. Not wanting to moan out loud in such a fancy establishment, I take his hand away. He keeps his hand on my thigh, though. As I finish my second glass of wine, I can’t help but notice the tingle of fullness in bladder. It seems as though he is in the same predicament, as when I look over he is rubbing his legs together and fidgeting with his napkin. I quietly whisper, “Lets get out of here.” He pays the bill and we stand and leave. I see him look at the bathroom, but I ignore it. He doesn’t protest and we walk outside to our next Uber. The second I sit down, the urge hits me full force and I cross my legs tightly. He seems to take notice, and I can’t help but look at his growing erection. I’m just as turned on, the full bladder making me even more aroused. After ten minutes, we pull up to my dorm. After tipping the driver we stumble inside and up the stairs to my room, where we quickly unlock the door and throw ourselves onto the bed. As I start to make out with Alistair and he unzips my dress, the urge comes back and I moan as I squeeze my legs together. I’ve always wanted to tell him how much I’m into it, but I’m always too scared he’ll be grossed out. The urge passes and we get back in rhythm. He pulls off my dress and fiddles with the clasp on my bra as I unzip his pants and take them off. His hand finds his way to my already sensitive clit and starts to rub in circles and finger me. I moan out, grinding against his hand. I reach down and start to stroke him, his moans matching mine. We move our hands away before either of us cum, and I move to get on top of him. My bladder screams once more, and in fear of wetting myself during sex, I sit up and begin to stand. “I’ll be right back, babe. I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” I stand, but am quickly pulled back down as he grabs my wrist and pulls me back. “No you’re not.”
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