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  1. This is my first work as well as my first post on this forum. It's the tale of a young man who gets abducted and indoctrinated by a diaper obsessed cult. I'm posting up the first 2 chapters together because the first chapter contains no fetish content. The following chapters will contain lots of messing and other pervy diaper stuff if you're into that! This story contains our protagonist getting drugged and abducted as well as the aforementioned cult and a lot of non consensual stuff, so please consider this a trigger warning. I truly hope you enjoy! Chapter 1 The club was alive. Music blasted from the speakers as the people gathered on the dance floor. Moving,gyrating and swaying in a delightful orgy of sound and sensation. The lights were low, smoke snaked in from below as lasers cut through the dense air as the people in-between mingled in a soiree of sweat and sensuality. Away from all of this. Ash sat at the bar, isolated from the delights of the flesh being experienced mere metres away. This was his usual routine; Every weekend Ash would be in attendance, not for the drinking, nor for the music and most certainly not for the dancing. No,not for much fun at all. There was just one reason Ash would attend a place he loathed such as this one. Women The advice he was given by his (internet) friends was such: “Go to clubs and meet women there with any luck, you’ll hit it off with a girl and maybe even get lucky”. Such luck had eluded Ash, and had been for some time now, to the dismay of Ash. Dismay that was rapidly approaching despair. Ash checked the time on his phone and wondered if he would have any real free time before bed that night, because this seemed like as much work as his actual job. He looked around the sparse bar to spot any potential marks like a rodent sniffing for forgotten and discarded scraps of food. To his absolute lack of surprise, no one caught his eye, anyone that Ash considered worth his effort were already partnered up or out on the dance floor; Which to Ash,may as well have been an irradiated exclusion zone. In his eyes, Ash lacked the dance skills nor the looks to be accepted as anyone more than a solitary loser up there. Pulling the strings of this theatre of self pity was his own crippling lack of confidence. A cruel and sneering master that had enslaved Ash for time now beyond memory. Ash himself was not particularly bad looking.He clocked a modest height of about 5’11, His slim and toned body portrayed some amount of discipline in physical fitness (not for his own sake, more in the hopes of attracting a partner) his facial features were soft and almost feminine. Exacerbating this apparent femininity was his charcoal black hair that fell to his shoulders. His friends often joked that he should just give up and become a woman himself. “If you can't beat ‘em ‘join em” they smirked and chided. Cackling even more when Ash fell for their taunts like a dumb woodland animal stepping right into a poacher’s snare. Ash would be lying if he said that thought hadn’t crossed his mind in earnest at least once or twice. The issue was that any and all good looks were wasted on a person so out of love with themselves. The culprits to this crime had to have been the lack of love and affection Ash needed in his childhood, Ash reasoned.That and his own shyness of course. “Mommy issues” had been a common issue and running joke among Ash’s smattering of online buddies, many of which were in the same boat as him; Some had already fallen overboard into the comically uncaring waters below and seemingly none had reached dry land. Ash sucked down the rest of his gin and tonic as he silently resigned himself to another night of viewing digital girls through the portal of his computer screen,snatching up hollow digital pleasure all the while. Just as he decided to leave his perch, he spied an intriguing sight. An absolutely stunning woman just across the bar. This woman was mature and experienced in all the ways Ash was not, and it was clear at just a glance. Her delicate poise and sculpted face portrayed an erotic elegance. This revelation struck Ash like lightning, but like lightning it faded in an instant. “Out of my league” Ash reassured himself,somehow thinking it would stop the pain of preemptive rejection like a magic bullet. It didn’t. Ash was about to make his escape when the eyes of this enticing stranger met his own ogling stare. Ash, in this moment, thought about how nice it would be to simply stop existing. It was at this point that the unthinkable happened and the woman started stalking towards Ash, making him feel like prey, and easy prey at that. As the beguiling woman drew closer, Ash started to feel the tell tale signs of his performance anxiety drawing closer simultaneously. His heart pounded at his chest, practically feeling as if it were trying to escape his body. As his lips became more dry, the rest of his body became more glistened with sweat. He truly hoped this woman hadn’t already noticed this apocalyptic display of anxiety that was currently gripping Ash and squeezing him ever more tight with each passing second and each inch being closed between the approaching woman and Ash. Just as he prepared for his thundering heart to launch out his chest and beeline directly towards the woman like some grotesque biological defence mechanism, she was already standing before him. Without delay she cut through the tension with her keenly sharp tongue. “Good evening sweetheart, are you enjoying your night?” At this point she had not even sat down, forcing Ash to crane his neck up to meet her gaze. The imbalance of power was already plain to see; with Ash still in a seated position,this woman towered over him, herself looking down on him in the way someone would address a child or pet. Furthering this clear chasm in social standing was the fact that Ash could now examine this woman up close. Her hair was black like his own,the difference between them though, was that this woman’s hair was beautifully kept, it glistened and shimmered even in the dimness of their surroundings, it fell from her scalp in beautiful waves that swayed and danced with each subtle movement of her head. The shade was darker too. An enigmatic black that seemed to hungrily absorb all the light that surrounded it like a endless void, gently lightening and finally ending in ashen grey tips. Her keen eyes conveyed a mesmerising mixture of kindness and affection but also a sharp intellect and finally an air of raw predatory danger. Ash believed eyes like hers could see through any shabby facade he would be able to construct. Her eyeliner formed sharp wings that made her look like a revered pharaoh and the ruby red lipstick on her poised lips made it look like she was ready to devour Ash at any given moment. Above all of this, above her botticellian picture of beauty was her scent. Her enticing, intoxicating scent. It radiated from her body and slipped into Ash’s nostrils like a silent intruder, the scent itself was an indescribable aroma of both sweet and savoury, a lingering nose that was almost addictive in the pleasure it provided in whoever it was bewitching. As it silently streaked through ash’s senses. It almost seemed to make the basic function of thinking more laborious for Ash. The aroma seemed to slip betweens Ash’s neurons and axons, holding up signals and making just thinking basic thoughts an uphill struggle for Ash’s already hampered brain. A sickly sweet but ever so pleasurable mist had seeped into Ash’s mind like a potent neurotoxin taking the form of a deliciously dangerous drug. Ash had now realised the time since her question was ticking away and Ash had not even begun to think of a cogent response, even for such a trivially basic question. “Uh… yeah” the words lazily tumbled out his mouth like vomit, and was about as much value. “My name is Ash.” he continued, not managing to stem the flow and sounding like a preschooler introducing himself on the first day in the process. “Um… and you?” he finally ceased. The woman looked at him quizzically for a moment before a devious grin spread across her face like a wildfire spreading through a field of dry grass. She took a moment to sit down on the stool adjacent to Ash. a slight crinkling noise emerged from her at his point. A noise Ash had dismissed as a hallucination being produced by his now fevered brain. “Astrid” she simply uttered before reaching out her hand towards Ash in a gesture of peace, frowning slightly as Ash didn’t return the favour. Clearly the prospect of making skin contact with this woman was enough to cause a short circuit in his brain, which at this point was nearing catastrophic collapse. Ash, now scrambling inside his head to manage a response that was at all relevant, came out swinging. “Oh cool… So what brings you to this place?” He tried his best. The woman was now unable to contain her giggles as she reposed: “Oh that’s easy. I just love preying on young, vulnerable men such as yourself!” She grinned. The adrenaline response now started to well up within Ash’s body after hearing that last terror inducing remark. Ash would, of course, be picking flight in this situation. Just before Ash could manage a dash for the nearest door, window, security guard or parental figure; Astrid’s grin broke loose into bemused laughter. “You should see your face right now, idiot!” she cackled, wiping away a tear. Ash truly didn’t appreciate the cruel trick he had just fallen victim to, even if he did feel a modicum of pride at making a beautiful woman laugh, however indirectly. “I’m just here on a night out with some friends.” Astrid explained, gesturing towards a heaving swarm of people. “And I thought I would come speak to this cutie I spotted from across the bar.” This last remark made Ash awash with warm, fuzzy feelings, washing away the heart gripping fear that he was feeling mere moments before. “What are you drinking, my sweet?” Astrid asked gently, as if she was posing the question to a toddler. “Oh… gin and tonic.” Ash quietly responded, sounding ashamed of his answer. Once again, Astrid giggled. “And here I was thinking you just looked like a girly boy!” The shame burrowed deeper into Ash’s psyche like a parasitic wasp. Astrid gestured to the bartender. “Two gin and tonics please!” From her voice, it sounded like Astrid was used to giving orders. The drinks were delivered to Astrid and her quivering companion and a cheers was shared between the two. Astrid put down her drink and shepherded Ash’s attention off his own and onto the crowd of dancing party goers. “So why aren’t you up there enjoying yourself with everyone else?”She asked, pointedly. “Oh, I guess I’m not very good at dancing. Why aren’t you either?” Ash deflected. Astrid ignored his probing, seeming slightly perturbed. “Most of the people up there aren’t very good dancers either. Are you sure you aren’t just too afraid, sweetheart?” Astrid's words cut right into the core of Ash’s ego; leaving him, and it, completely deflated. Ash didn’t know what to say back to such a cutting remark, falling back into his comfortable habit of stammering before looking down at his drink. Astrid looked directly into Ash’s crestfallen eyes before taking a large swig of her own drink. Ash’s subconscious demanded that he keep pace, forcing him to obey and take a similarly large gulp.It was at this point that Ash’s recollection of the night became a haze of deteriorated memories. Memories still fresh but seeming like cobbled and half remembered recollections from decades passed. Distinct flashes surfaced such as leaving the bar, being ushered into a car and falling into a deep, restful slumber. Ash was headed somewhere. Chapter 2 Ash drifted out of his sweet coma and into the unkind reality that awaited him in the waking world. He tried to stretch his limbs but realised very quickly that it was an impossibility. This was the first of his realisations in this moment of discovery. Shortly after was the realisation that, like in the bar he was seated, but very unlike his time in the bar, was that his arms, legs and wrists were bound with black leather fastenings. His next realisation was that, bar his lucky underwear, he was completely naked. This was concerning for reasons that need not be explored deeply. And his final realisation was that Astrid was standing before him, donning her now trademark grin, now carrying a more malicious aura even though her eyes still portrayed a caring,calming gaze. After these realisations, each more daunting than the last, ceased crashing against Ash’s mind like roaring ocean waves battering a low lying coastal village, he started examining his surroundings more closely. First he checked his now naked body. The advantage of being naked is the ease of checking for any hastily stitched surgery scars. Looking up and down his goose bump marked form, he couldn't find any; It seemed like organ harvesting wasn’t on the agenda. Yet. He next began to examine the room in which he unwillingly found himself. It seems surprisingly clean and almost ornate for what could very well be a murder dungeon. The floors were lined neatly with white stone tiles, while the walls were painted in a pleasing neutral blue, intercut with white stripes. Despite the harrowing situation he now found himself in, Ash felt the calming influence of the room slightly soothe him. This seemed like the intention of the design now making itself known. The room was sparse, a few potted plants added to the atmosphere, but the only furniture apart from Ash’s throne of confinement was a sink and countertop. On the countertop were several bottles, looking to be toiletries but Ash could not be sure at this distance. Ash, now not seeing another option, decided to follow his first instinct. Scream. “HELP! OH GOD SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE!” he cried, becoming red in the face as he simultaneously yelped and tried to wriggle out his bindings. The bonds proved far too . tight to be loosened by Ash’s petty struggling. He continued to cry out to anyone that may hear him, at first coherently and soon incoherently. Tears streamed down his bright red face as his voice quivered and soon gave in to silence. He looked up, pitifully at Astrid. Her gaze now met his and was overflowing with gleeful malice. “I hope you’re finished with your little tantrum, sweetheart” she smirked before continuing. “Because I can assure you that absolutely no help is coming, little one.” This matter of fact truthfulness along with the pure condescension of her tone send shockwaves of fear and helplessness through Ash’s quaking body. Tears streamed down his face as his defiant cries became whimpering sobs on the turn of a dime. At this point, all this stress and fear had proven too much for Ash’s body to handle. A dreadful blend of the helpless terror he was experiencing, an excess of drink the night before and Astrid’s torment caused the poor boy’s bladder muscles to relapse completely. A hot and fast flowing stream of urine forced its way out of Ash’s penis and into the fabric of his, now unlucky, underwear. Of course the fabric could hold very little of the shameful piss still flowing from Ash as it began to completely soak, first at the front but soon trickling downwards into the waiting leather of the char. The waterproof leather rejected the pee and a puddle formed around Ash’s ass, soaking the seat of his very unlucky underwear. Once the humiliating puddle had reached maximum capacity within the indentation made by Ash’s ass against the chair, it broke its banks, as all overflowing rivers do. The still warm pee ran down the legs. Not just the legs of the chair, but the legs of Ash. The urine ran down his thighs and down his legs, forming another puddle at his feet, now frozen stiff so as to not splash around in his own shameful piss puddle. As his flow mercifully tapered off, the rapidly cooling piss flowed through the seams of the floor tiles and met the also bare feet of astrid, she didn’t make an attempt to move from it’s trajectory. Ash’s eyes moved from her feet, up her voluptuous legs and stooped at her chest, he couldn't bear to meet her eyes after such an infantile display. He finally raised his view to her face, he expected a piercing look of disgust,or perhaps another fit of mocking laughter but received something entirely different. Astrid's eyes were once again signalling absolute kindness and even a glimmer of pride and a genuine smile held steadfast on her face. A smile of angelic serenity. She softly spoke: “That’s right my sweet boy, let it all out for me.” she spoke in a calm half-whisper as if she were a mother soothing her baby. Ash was deeply confused, in his childhood, a potty training infraction such as this one would result in a rough spanking, but Astrid conveyed no anger, just empathy. Ash still felt deeply fearful about his predicament but the soothing serenity of Astrid was calming his nerves. Upon closer examination, Astrid was no longer wearing the elegant black slit dress that she donned the previous night, now wearing a black pinafore dress with a loose flowing skirt over a simple white shirt. What was truly surprising was what Astrid was wearing underneath her dress. The skirt was cut low enough to see her bulky, fluffy diaper peeking out from underneath, it showed some signs of usage, some the flower designs on the front had faded slightly, the padding here looking markedly more soggy and yellow than the rest. Ash was now truly confused. Who was Astrid, really? And what kind of place had he been brought to? The bewilderment on Ash’s face was now plain to see, Astrid took the initiative and began to explain herself. “I bet you’re wondering just where you are right now” she began. And I bet you’re wondering even more about my diapers!” she continued. Ash, in a state of shock too great to even speak, simply nodded. “Let me explain. We all exist here within this community away from the judgemental eye of larger society and we live happily in accordance with the wishes of the matriarch.” she explained, carefully to Ash. It was a way of speaking slowly and carefully enough to make Ash suspect his intelligence was being insulted on purpose. Even with such an explanation, it was hard for Ash to make sense of it. He spoke truthfully about the thought that had first crossed his mind. “Like a cult?” he inquired, his voice quivering all the while as he had no idea as to what kind of reaction this may have provoked. “What a horrible word to describe our ideals.” Astrid scornfully replied. Just hearing the word was enough to make her grimace in disgust. “We simply wish to live a life here that is free from judgement and rich with long lasting peace. In a way that is pleasing to our matriarch.” She clarified. “And who’s the matriarch?” Ash asked, almost afraid to hear the answer, as their very title inspired a feeling of dread deep within him. “You will meet her yourself when she decides you are worth being blessed with her presence. For now, she has assigned me as your mommy, and I will ensure her wishes are granted” Astrid ominously intoned. A look of pure serenity now on her face as her thoughts were set on this ‘matriarch’. Ash would have psychically taken aback by Astrid’s declaration, if not for the bonds still locking him into place. “M… my mommy?” Ash just barely choked out, his heart beat whipping into a frenzied drum beat once more. “That’s right, little one! From now on, I’ll be looking after you while you find your place in our happy little community.” Astrid beamed with joy at Ash, clearly ecstatic to begin her work as Ash’s caretaker. “I’ll be keeping a watchful eye on you at all times, so be on your best behaviour and always listen to what your mommy says and you’ll be so happy with us!” The deep wrongness of her words juxtaposed with the great joy in the way she spoke them. Ash had never been more fearful in his entire existence. If Astrid meant what she said and what she spoke of was true… Then there may have been no way out for Ash at all. One last question departed Ash’s lips: “And the diapers?” “A symbol of our Matriarch's divine will, we all use them as required by her… And very soon, you will too.” Briefly. Ash’s flurrying heart stopped still.
  2. Hello peeps! I mostly lurk on here but after looking for some femdomish content featuring a male lead wetting himself and not really getting what I was looking for I decided to try my hand. Word of warning though, this is my first piece of omo fiction so it might not be good but I gave it my best shot! The only writing I get up to is for Dungeons and Dragons and this is quite the departure from that. So without further ado enjoy! P.S. any advice is welcome but please be nice about it. (I am a soft boye) The Sun began to set on another sweltering day at Eastview College. Eastview has a number of study rooms specifically designed to be used during the later hours of the day so that students may have a nice quiet place to study. It’s in one of these rooms that we join our leads for this story. Jack, a 5'8 boy of decently muscular build sits across from his best friend Carly. She was practically Amazonian compared to him being a 6’4 woman who got into the Eastview on a rugby scholarship. The two had really hit it off when they met at the beginning of the semester. They were both into sports to some degree and it just so happened that they both required extra study time if either of them ever hoped to pass the required communications course. It was a match made in heaven, especially for Jack. See he had a crush on Carly from the moment he set eyes on her. After all, what's not to like? She was fully filled out with a generous body that was both fairly muscular and yet squishy in all the right places. That along with her emerald green eyes and flowing auburn hair was just the perfect combination for a guy like him. Jack had dark brown hair and eyes as blue as the ocean but these looks came with a cost, he had more pride than brains.(Probably why he needs the extra study time) “Alright so is this formatting thing the worst or what?” Carly mentioned breaking the silence. “It really is! Like who even names a format Chicago of all things?” Jack joked as they giggled and both returned to writing their papers. The silence was almost uneasy as all the usual noises of the building were drowned out by the walls of the soundproofed study room. “What topic did you choose for your paper anyways Carly?” Jack asked. Carly looking up from her laptop explained “It’s about the declining water levels in Lake Mead from the multiple droughts that hit the area in recent years. Would you mind proofreading it for me when we get done here tonight?”. Jack nodded and had just continued working on his own paper when a particular need he’d been putting off decided to make itself known. Jack's bladder began to twinge with how full it had gotten over the last couple hours. He recalled all the iced tea he’d been drinking to try and cool himself off today. Normally the area Eastview was situated in was just the perfect temperature but the last week had been abysmal constantly in the 30s (Suck in Fahrenheit) and incredibly humid. As a result that meant more fluid intake for our protagonists. Unfortunately for Jack he was far too prideful to admit that he had to pee and to his crush of all people! And so he decided to simply wait it out and continue his work then go once they were done with their papers. The school left a single private bathroom open for both sexes so that the rest could be cleaned and closed for the day and students that stayed late to study would still have somewhere to take care of business. Jack couldn’t help but fidget often as his bladder continued to fill, despite the strain it put on him. He found a good position with his legs crossed and cock squished between them to try and relieve some of the pressure that had built up over the last 2 hours. Jack started bouncing in his seat but forced himself to stop just as Carly had glanced over to him. She cracked a little grin and continued writing her paper. The poor guy was reaching his breaking point, even pride wouldn’t be able to keep Jack any longer. As he sat up and started to pack his things Carly spoke up “Done already?”. “Well pretty close anyways but I’m getting pretty tired so I decided to p..pack it in for the n..night” Jack started to stutter as a wave of desperation wept over him. “Oh well I actually just finished with my paper. Do you think you could proofread it before you go? after all you already said you would” Carly asked while taking notice of Jack's clearly urgent need. “I..I guess I could” Jack said, thinking of it as a favor for his friend and crush. As Jack started to read Carly’s paper however his eyes filled with shock. How could he forget? It was about the lower water levels of Lake Mead. Jack writhed and squirmed as he read the vivid descriptions of the waterbody and the Colorado River that it feeds into. The gushing rapids and harsh rainfalls played through his mind as he imagined finally getting the relief he so desired. Carly watched on fully aware of the torture she was putting jack through tonight. She always thought Jack was a rather cute boy and she had a special interest in making others suffer, especially when it came to urinary needs. And watching squirm and cross his legs while reading her perfectly crafted paper on water and rainfall made her start to feel a little hot and bothered. She bit her lip while trying to make sure this memory stayed in her mind. She then took notice of her own bladder, after all she had been waiting the same amount of time as Jack but being a bigger lady her bladder was clearly superior. As that thought left her mind she returned her attention to Jack who was just finishing the torturous reading he felt obligated to do. The rivers and rains still echoed through his mind as they both packed up and began to head to the elevator. “Wow I should really visit the bathroom” Carly exclaimed while trying to mention pee as much as she could around Jack. “haha yeah with how hot it’s been everyone’s been drinking so much more”. The elevator finally got to their floor and began to descend towards Jack’s only bastion of relief within a kilometer. Jack couldn’t help but squirm and grab his cock once in a while trying to hold back his pride's impending doom. But despite all the squeezing it just wasn’t enough. He needed a bathroom and FAST. The elevator shook a little as they reached the ground floor and began the slow walk down the hallway towards the single bathrooms. Jack was doing his best to keep up to Carly despite his need and her rather long legs. As they finally approached the bathrooms Jack's need started to get even more intense and he was finally going to get the relief he so desired. He pulled at the door to the boys room, his heart sunk at the unforgiving stillness of the door. It was locked. “Can’t ya read? It says it’s out of order J” Carly said as she smiled and opened the door to the girls room. Feeling rather bold Carly stood in the door to the girls room and giggled “Well I GUESS you could use the girls room but only if you really have to go. After all I can’t be letting just any boy into here”. This was it, Jack would have to admit his need to her now or walk home in damp sweatpants as he wouldn’t stand a chance in getting past her with their difference in size. “FINE! I do really have to pee and I don’t think I can hold it much longer Carly. So please let me in the girls room. I'm about to wet myself” Jack exclaimed as his cheeks grew red and his heart started racing. “Well I suppose just this once it would be okay. However there is one condition.” She explained “You have to let me go first, I have been holding just as long as you and it’s a girls bathroom after all.”. “Oh please please please just let me go Carly!” Jack cried. Carly was over the moon at this moment having a cute boy throw away his pride and cry for her to let him use a bathroom that she had control over.. “I have to go first Jack, that's the deal, take it or go find a boys room” Carly sternly told him. “Fine but please please be quick I really can’t wait any longer” Jack whimpered. And that was the truth, any minute now Jack’s bladder would give out and flood his sweatpants. Carly, however being the glutton she was, wanted more. “Come in with me. I’ve seen the way you look at me so maybe this can be a little treat.” she teased. Jack didn’t know what to say as the girl he had crushed on for the last year invited him into the bathroom with her. Under any other circumstance this would be a dream come true but with his bladder in the state it was he didn’t have any room to think or negotiate the terms so he reluctantly nodded his head and followed her into the girls room. The door latched with a *click* as Carly walked towards the toilet in the room. Being this close to the toilet sent Jack into a bit of a frenzy. He was grabbing himself and crossing his legs when he wasn’t stepping from foot to foot doing the potty dance as he tried to hold back his bladder’s last warnings. Carly unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down her blue striped panties as she sat on the toilet. Jack wanted to catch a glimpse of her panties but he was just so preoccupied with trying to keep it all back that he couldn’t find the courage to even open his eyes. Just then Carly let out her hot jet of urine splashing the water with force. She let out a very exaggerated moan as she was getting both the relief she wanted and the joy of watching Jack dance for her while blushing. Jack could only listen in horror as Carly’s jet of urine combined with the relief it gave her hit his ears. It was like being trapped in an eternal hell of splashing noises and moans that just wouldn’t end. “Please hurry Carly I can’t….” A shock hit Jack’s whole body as his bladder finally gave way. Tears started to well up in his eyes as his pride became a distant memory. The hot yellow liquid shot out from his dick and began soaking his sweatpants with a dark patch that only got bigger as the puddle beneath him started to spread. He couldn’t open his eyes at this moment, the shame, the embarrassment, he hadn’t wet himself since he was a kid and here he was piddling everywhere in front of his crush. But in this moment of weakness while his mind fell further and further into the implications of what happened he heard Carly speak “God that was so hot.” Jack finally opened his eyes and gave Carly a puzzled look. As his eyes met her he noticed something, her face was all red and she was breathing heavily. “D…did you? D…do you? M..me?” Jack couldn’t get all the words he wanted out as Carly asked him “Shall I walk you home now little boy? Or should we go to my place?”. Jack was now mixed with more emotions than he knew what to do with. “Y..your place?”. And the two cleaned up a bit and began walking to her place in the cool night air as Carly explained how she had enjoyed his desperation and apologized as soon as she realized that she went overboard. Of course Jack was just relieved (In more than one way) that he finally landed his crush. Just maybe not how he expected. The End. ~Myth
  3. From the album: Semiaquatic's Omo Art

    So y'all know that vampire bats process liquids so fast that they pee while eating? I think that has bladder control potential.
  4. Mikasa was furious when she found out that Levi decided to use Eren as bait, she could not afford it, he was the love of her life, and then she had a plan. *** Levi and Hanji were discussing something in the room, Levi was constantly drinking tea and Hanji suddenly noticed - Levi, drink less, you can wet yourself - After these words, Ackerman choked on his tea, then grumbled something and continued to drink. *** Meanwhile Mikasa made her way closer to the room, she deftly bypassed the guards to be unnoticed. *** While Levi was drinking tea, he did not notice how his bladder was full, he felt discomfort, but tried not to show it, then imperceptibly clasped his hand between his legs and crossed his legs while Hanji spoke something, the door opened, it was Mikasa with a gun in her hand. Levi felt a sense of excitement, and Hange raised her hands as Mikasa told Hange to come out, then sat in front of Levi. “Do you want to use Eren as bait ?!” The girl growled, creating discomfort, and the gun was about to go off. But Levy put on a mask of indifference and answered "Yes" Mikasa threatened him for a long time, but he refused to change the plan. -If you want to kill, kill, but think that only I can save Eren if something happens, and how Yeager himself will react to it- He said at the end, Mikasa really wanted to shoot, but Levi's words really influenced her and she shot at the wall, which made him close his eyes and do something else ... **** –Scary Girl– Hange said as she entered after Mikasa left. - Can we leave? - she asked, but noticed that Levi was trembling slightly with his eyes closed. She walked on and looked down, his pants were wet and he was urinating, urine leaked out of his pants, spilled onto the chair and fell to the floor. –I said don’t drink much– She said, tying a jacket around his waist, at that moment Petra came in ...
  5. It had gotten later than Barry realized as he pressed his thighs together, saving his work for the day. He looked at his empty mug and the half empty glass of water next to it, mentally going through just how much he’d actually had to drink. Reaching down to give himself a brief squeeze, he rose from his desk and left his small office off the living room, fully intending to go to the bathroom. His girlfriend Marie, who was watching him like a hawk the second the office door opened, had other plans. “Was wondering when you’d need a bathroom break,” she teased, getting up from the couch. She stood several inches taller than him, something she adored using to her advantage. He licked his lips as she moved closer, his beard wiry under his tongue. “I lost track of time, I probably should’ve gone earlier.” He pressed his thighs together again, but it didn’t help nearly as much while standing. He found himself grabbing at his cock, the need strong. In just two more strides, Marie was behind him, wrapping her arms around him, knocking his hand away. “So forgetful…” “Mmfh, Marie…” His voice pitched up as fingers trailed over his stomach, her arms now holding him in place. “Be a good boy for me, Barry.” Barry could hear the smirk in her voice, feel her pressed up against his back as her hand pushed the front of his sweatpants down, just below his now half hard cock. ”Don’t… I have to pee, please.” It was almost a gasp, his body involuntary bending forward slightly, but a hand on his chest had him standing upright. ”Should’ve thought about that before your third cup of coffee, hm?” Marie ducked her head down to kiss his neck, her long hair brushing against his skin. “Now you’re gonna get the floor all wet.” Barry whined her name again, licking his lips as fingertips teased the head of his cock through his boxers. “I’m gonna wet my pants…” He knew he could break her hold on him easily if he wanted to, but… he didn’t. It wouldn’t be the first time she’d made him wet himself. ”That’s the idea.” She drew a gasp from him as she dipped her fingers under the waistband of his boxers, wrapping a hand around his cock and giggling when he leaked. ”Come on now, Barry. Hold it like a good boy.” That had his cock twitching, almost fully hard. “I’m your good boy,” he said softly, biting his lip. “I’ll hold it.” “Good.” Marie began to slowly slide her hand up and down his shaft, her other hand splaying over his slightly bulging bladder. Her fingertips teased along the strip of dark hair, her palm putting slow, deliberate pressure. Barry’s head pressed back against her shoulder, breaths hitching as he was caught between his need to pee and the now present need to cum. It wasn’t the first time he’d been caught here, Marie teasing him as he desperately had to go. Hell, their positions had been swapped almost as often. He let out a low moan, hips jerking forward as he reached back to hold her hips, just trying to ground himself. “Fuck, so good…” “Look at you, I bet you’ll be soaking yourself the second you cum.” Her breath was hot against his neck, hand pressing down more firmly against his bladder. “You make such pretty sounds like this. You won’t hold out much longer, will you?” He shook his head as her hand moved faster, already feeling the heat in his gut. “I’m not… can’t hold it…” Her thumb teased the head of his cock, which was leaking precum. “Fuck, I love seeing you like this.” Her voice was low, and he had no doubt she was as turned on as he was. He only wished he could see her expression. Marie gave a low hum, feeling every little movement as Barry shifted in her hold. He shuddered, legs going weak as she kept at it, pushing him closer and closer to the edge. “Marie, oh fuck, I can’t-“ He came hard, stars behind his eyelids as she squeezed his cock and let her teeth graze against his neck. “Look at that,” she murmured, his cum streaking her fist. Hardly another moment passed, Marie’s hand pressing firmer against his bladder, and he was unable to hold anymore. With a long moan, he was peeing, leaning most of his weight back against her as she kept stroking him, her chin tucked against his shoulder. Barry was breathless, releasing his bladder intense as she touched him. “M…Marie,” he moaned, licking his lips. “Good boy, Barry.” She watched the puddle at his feet grow, unable to keep herself from grinning. “You had to go so bad, didn’t you? Maybe I’ll have to start reminding you to go during the day.” He gave a breathless laugh, looking down at the stream still coming out of him. “…I think I’d be okay if you don’t.” That drew a soft giggle from her, her hand stilling as his stream began to slow. She lifted her hand to his mouth, feeling his face warm with a blush as he began to lick his own cum off her hand. It certainly wasn’t the first time they’d done this, and she knew it wouldn’t be the last. “Fuck, as hot as that is, it’s time for the worst part.” Barry looked down at the puddle on the floor and his soaked boxers and sweatpants, which had been caught in the crossfire. “…cleanup. I’ll go get the towels.” As Marie released him from her hold, he tried to hide his blush as he stepped around his own puddle and pulled up his wet pants. Cleanup wasn’t the fun part, but fuck, it was so worth it.
  6. From the album: OmutsuSama´s Omorashi/ABDL Art

    Wanna try a craft beer, or perhaps a warm baby bottle? We have happy hour!
  7. From the album: OmutsuSama´s Omorashi/ABDL Art

    Which of these three doors you think your worth to enter? Enjoy it!

    © By OmutsuSama

  8. About whom and about what topic should I write fanfic omorashi femdom? Write any sentence (Anime, movies, routine, etc.)
  9. From the album: OmutsuSama´s Omorashi/ABDL Art

    I always dreamed about adult babies being changed in public places by their dominant daddies/mommies. Mind getting into a public toilet just to find a scene like this?
  10. Here4theFun

    Bratty Al

    From the album: Here4theFun's Digital Art

    Al has been punished for disobeying and being a Brat in general. No he has been locked in a chastity cage and can only pee and cum with permission. Will he obey the rules or will he go back to his old ways?
  11. Attention! ANIME STYLE Tokyo. The year is 2045. Armageddon... Death came imperceptibly ... it just burst out of nowhere, destroyed almost the entire population of Japan ... and ... the whole world in principle ... People just became ... cannibals ... eating all living things that they see ... A group of people were able to recapture the former hotel from the zombies, turning it into a base to protect the survivors, from a small group of 7 people, they became a huge diaspora to which 20 more came. But history will tell us about one of them, the first of the seven ... Heddohiro Horasi. A 14-year-old boy with beautiful blue hair covering the back of his head, not tall and slender, despite his 14 he was not tall, his delicate features were spoiled by a small scar on his cheek, his eyes were incredibly beautiful heavenly color. There was also one annoying factor ... a high voice ... not very, but decently high ... if not for the slightly masculine features and a boy's figure ... although this did not help and very often he was confused with a girl, and among the girls themselves he was considered weak, only one admired him ... (but more on that later) even his own sister did not see anything useful in him ... and this ... incredibly angry, especially when they hear whispers about your uselessness .. ... Fate gave him a chance one day ... but he did not know how it would end. - Some bitch stole the medicine! And you forgive her ?! - Fukucho Otoko ... an incredibly evil guy ... and how did she just look at him ?! - I do not forgive her Fukucho! I just understand her in some way! - The girl with dark blue hair screamed back on her boyfriend, she looked like Heddo, but was clearly more feminine. Unofficially, she was one of the leaders of their group, beautiful, kind and strong, but she was not always like that to her brother, often criticizing him for weakness and ... cowardice ... yes, he was not the bravest ... unlike Fuku ... no matter how harmful he was ... you have to admit that if it were a fucking anime, he would be such a stereotypical protagonist! At first he was a nerd with a good physique, handsome and intelligent. And he is useless! Even in the eyes of his own sister !!! - OK, then ... what if someone from the group gets sick? Will there be no necessary medicines? What are we going to do Sijugara ?! And if Heddo gets sick ?! Let's be honest ... he's not the strongest! - Heddo's hands clenched into fists painfully ... his knuckles turned pale, if he had had the courage, he would have knocked out and punched Fuku ... however ... then he will receive for eavesdropping, and Fuku himself is 6 years older than him ... and stronger ... and taller. .. - Heddo! ... Heddo ... you're right ... - teeth gnawed at each other from resentment ... his own sister ... the closest person after the death of his parents ... - Forgive me ... Heddo is not one of the strongest people ... - The sobs of his sister are heard, he always sobbed after a quarrel and he is weak ... now tears came out of his eyes, resentment and anger ... he is not weak! He ... he will prove! He left realizing that these two would solve their problems ... in their own way ... and I don't want to listen to his sister's lustful moans ... The fist wiped away the tears that rained down her cheeks ... he was not weak ... not weak ... He knew what kind of bastard he was talking about ... that whore ... if you can call it that. That old house from which goosebumps ran ... he and she were the only ones who were lucky enough to survive during one of the sorties, then it turned out that she did not give all the supplies ... "Tell someone ... I'll tell how scared you were and ran away while the others were being eaten ..." The blonde grinned cruelly ... - And you really want to go yourself without knowing where? - Isabelle ... a pink-haired and red-eyed girl, only a year younger than the guy, a lively girl, always cheerful and with a fighting character ... and at the same time Heddo was the only one with whom she was surprisingly incredibly kind ... climbed to hug ... and the character immediately disappeared when they went out on sorties together, she worried about him, although she herself often joked about the fact that his hair was even longer, he would look like a girl. - Yes! - The young man boldly cut off while standing at the entrance, he understood that his girlfriend would not give him up, she never gave him up like that. - Do you understand what kind of criticism this is ?! - The girl growled. - Yes!!! - The guy began to raise his voice, he was annoyed by this behavior ... - Don't make yourself responsible! - He turned around feeling his anger rising. - How else if you behave so childishly ?! - The girl argued, although really, usually it was she who was the cheerleader, but now that the best one ... "FRIEND" is ready to take such stupid risks, although he is usually a tactician and he himself discourages her from her actions ... - I ... childish ?! - The youth growled - Yes! - - Screw you! Did you even watch your behavior ?! You always act like the last idiot! You almost jump into the teeth of a zombie, laughing and smiling like this world is a joke !!! Why, for the sake of lollipops, you will soon render vulgar services to raiders ... do you remember school? How did you serve that seller for the sake of three pitiful cigarettes ... - There was the sound of a slap ... The guy turned around to strike back ... but saw tears appear in the corners of her eyes, and her lips trembled ... he first saw her crying ... and the worst thing is that he brought her ... - Sorry I... - He spread his arms for a hug, but she abruptly backed away ... - You ... you ... fuck you! I hate you, everyone is right about you! You fucking freak ... - Streams of tears rolled down the girl's cheeks ... even though the guy was unpleasant to hear this, he understood that he was to blame, because she really was his only friend ... since those days without the apocalypse. - Go wherever you want Heddo! - The girl turned around and walked away ... *** The dead ... there were an incredible number of them ... fear gripped the boy from within, and ... in ... the bladder became uncomfortable ... - God, maybe I will regret it for a long time - 1 ... 2 ... 3 ... The blue-haired man abruptly ran across the narrow street, hoping to remain unnoticed among the crowd of walking dead ... fortunately, this house was not far from the camp ... and he could not cope with a woman! There is nothing to be afraid of! ... except the crowd of the dead ... The house ... slowly the guy opens the door, but suddenly he stopped ... goosebumps suddenly ran over his skin ... *** - You know ... you have a very beautiful face - sharp nails lifted the boy's head, his blue eyes blinked as he began to regain consciousness, the guy's long hair was wet with ... water? The last thing he remembered was as something hard hitting him in the head ... when in front of him he saw the familiar purple eyes and long blonde braids, then an understanding of what had happened came ... He only wanted to throw himself at the girl as something stuck into his skin ... a rope. - Yes ... all the same, you really look like a girl somewhere - The nails let go of the boy's chin, slightly scratching it. - And your hair is as long as a girl's ... do you want to braid your braids? - This smile ... evil and cruel, surprisingly only Heddo and Fuku saw it. - God, did this bum Fuku send you here? Or your sister? Ahh ... yeah ... you probably want to impress this fool ... what's her name ... do you think she'll jump on your neck with kisses if you bring the medicine back? - There was a giggle, as unpleasant as her smile ... - Then you are definitely a dumbass! So she changes with your presence alone! From a groovy girl to a princess in trouble! Hmm ... like I said you look like a girl yourself ... maybe she's just half lesbian? Such a fool ... - - Shut up! - The teenager barked, perhaps he saw in her insult his today's quarrel with her. Conscience tormented him even in such a situation ... - You have no right to say such things about her, you bastard! - - Oh, what interesting words do you know ... and this is our quiet Heddo? - - Don't you dare tell something about Isabelle, my sister or her boyfriend! Not about any of them! Or ... Or ... I ... I ... - - What? Complaining to mommy? Oh yes ... this function is now performed by your sister! And who is daddy? Is it really a bummer? - The death of a mother ... a sore subject ... usually when they lifted her Heddo reluctantly burst into tears ... and constantly this blonde tried to touch her on her own. - Shut up! - The boy growled, a moment ... and a transparent saliva is sent to the girl's cheek ... The smile for the first time disappeared from the girl's face ... - What? Unpleasant ?! Get out of the whole group, you bastard! - There was the sound of a slap in the room ... tears began to appear from the corners of the eyes ... - All right, that's enough! - Her voice rang out ... the handkerchief slowly passed over the cheek ... - Know, personally, I expected to quickly get rid of you, maybe I even left a pack of medicine with your corpse, at least somewhere it would be useful for my pseudo group. Your sister would be proud of you for at least two minutes. - - Wha ... What? - - But now ... since you are such a bitch ... impudent ... and at the same time beautiful as a girl ... why don't I humiliate you? ... for the last time, because I often did this ... - - What will you do? ... - The captive boldly raised his head. - You have already said what you could in these half a year ... insulted everyone I knew, now what are you going to do, you fool? - - Hah ... - A sleepy smile appeared on the lips of the survivor ... - You know ... I have a lot of water ... - She slowly approached his face ... from her breath goosebumps ran through the teenager's skin ... despite the beauty, she was a frightening person. - Have you ever pissed yourself? - - Wh ... what ?! - The youth's cheeks turned red, his eyes widened and turned white. - You heard ... damn ... I can't kill you ... you're too cute ... let's do something else... - she put a finger to her chin pretending to be thoughtful. - Hold this ... exactly one hour! And then, I POSSIBLY give you a chance to leave ... but! If your pants get wet ahead of time ... - The girl's hand went into her bosom ... a moment ... and now she has a gun in her hand ... the teenager's eyes widened ... - You will be found dead, half eaten by the dead, and even all in your own urine ... - The plastic bottle opened with a distinctive sound ... - Do you know the movie "Saw"? Drink or die ... your choice, well ... let's start ... - The bottle sharply pressed against the boy's lips, the water began to penetrate into the mouth forcibly, some of its streams poured out on the young Horashi's dark blue sweatshirt from the violent action. The boy himself did not notice how the bottle was emptied ... the teenager coughed as soon as the bottle was torn from his lips, the pain and the rope squeezing his stomach prevented him from catching his breath eyes were wide open with fear, pain and ... understanding that he would not be able to cope ... he has never had such a huge bladder ... *** - Isabelle? - A girl with long blue hair, in a blue robe so similar to Heddo, she was 6 years older than the boy ... Sijugara ... a gentle hand carefully laid on the back of the sobbing figure of the girl. - What's happened? - She gently stroked her brother's friend on the back. - Did you argue with Heddo? - The sobbing teen nodded without removing her hands from her face ... - Do you want to talk to him? Where is he by the way ... - - He left!!! - - What?! Where?! - Heddo's older sister got nervous. She was afraid for her little brother ... he was the only one left of her old family ... - For medicines! - A teenager tore her hands off her tear-stained eyes - God ... he's your boyfriend! Couldn't you stop him? - - He's not my boyfriend! And I tried !!! I was worried and he ... and he ... called me a whore !!! - - Oh my God ... okay ... I'm looking for him! Stay here ... and ... forgive me ... I don't know what came over him ... - *** 30 minutes, the guy's knees trembled, the rope seemed to shrink tighter on the thin body of the captive, a drop of sweat slowly rolled down his hair and, like a drop of rain, fell down shattered when falling to the floor ... - You want to go to the toilet, right? Another half an hour ... - - Shut up ... - The boy hissed. - You can't do this to me ... you ... a pe*ophile! - There was a female giggle ... - Why did you become so cocky? For all 6 months you were quieter than WATER ... quieter than water ....... - Her whispers and mention of liquid made the situation worse. So the bladder will not stand ... death ... death awaits him ... tears appeared in his eyes. He wants to go home ... - I beg... - - Sorry, what? - - Please ... Siju ... take me home ... - Tears began to run down the teenager's eyes, his whole body trembled ... - Sister, please! I want to go home! - He threw up his head, the tears of the heifer on the cheeks leaving wet traces. This look ... like a hope ... a hope to see the only loved one ... - Where are you?! Save me, it hurts! - - Hahahah! Yes! Here he is the true Heddo !!! Damn, your poor sister is so nervous now, and you are here, you will call her to help like a little one !!! - Evil laughter rang out throughout the room ... it seemed just a little bit more and it would completely destroy the entire building. - Well enough ... it was funny before ... but now ... I'm tired of you ... - Pistol load ... eyes widen in fear ... -N! ... No! Wait, please! - - No, that's enough diplomacy for me - The cold end of the pistol leans against my forehead ... The room ... burst into the sound of hiss ... The girl's eyes went down ... A dark wet spot spread on the boy's pants, a yellow liquid appeared on the chair under him that flowed like a river ... and then, with the sound of a fall, it crashed on the floor ... The boy was still trembling, never letting go of his gaze ... - Jesus Heddo! You wet yourself! Damn yes! - There was a disgusting laugh ... that's it ... now the scum will definitely hear them ... - Holy crap ... you can't even hold back your urine! I thought that you were not such a loser! ... - A shot rang out ... warm drops suddenly crashed into the boy's face ... - H ... Heddo! - A familiar voice ... and such familiar hands, press him to a warm shoulder ... - All is well ... it's over ... - Someone from behind untied the rope, freedom, but the boy did not even move ... - Siju, in my opinion he ... - - Yes, I see! - The girl growled at the guy in response, although she understood that he was not going to sow her brother ... - Okay ... damn ... this bitch must have clothes somewhere ... look in her bags please ... Fuku - He was here too ... - All is well Heddo, well done ... you ... were able to hold her ... you are very brave ... - thin girlish fingers slowly began to massage the top of the younger brother's head ... the guy did not move, he still could not believe that he was alive ... - I found jeans here ... I think they will climb ... - - Yes thank you... - The boy could not get up, the poor blue-haired prisoner was shaking with shock ... even such familiar voices did not soothe, and this unpleasant sensation of moisture between his legs, he simply could not believe that he had let himself be humiliated ... Weak and useless ... he pee himself ... - Heddo ... don't worry ... it doesn't matter ... - - No, no ... no need to calm me down - He whispered, letting go of his head. - I'm like a child ... useless, weak, cowardly ... instead of thinking, I ran to pick up medications ... and she kicked my ass in the end ... you know ... I got scared ... - - Hey ... you ... don't be so strict about yourself ... - - I ... I called you for help, instead of trying to come up with at least something ... I'm a pathetic worm - There started a sob in the room ... - No, you are not pathetic - Fuku's hand fell on Heddo's shoulder. -You ... acted stupidly ... yes you were scared ... but ... in fact ... no one in the group would even dare to come here ... you ... you are really very brave Heddo, and smart ... - The teenager turned to the brunette with yellow eyes - Yes, in terms of physical parameters, you are not Arnold Schwarzenegger, but you are strong, in spirit - *** - Isabelle ... - A voice rang out from behind, but the girl did not pay attention ... or she just pretended ... - Isa! - He called her by her friendly nickname. - Are you going to talk to a whore ?! - She turned around, tears flowing from her eyes, his heart was drenched in blood. - Listen ... I- - What?! "Services" to provide you ?! I’m just doing this, right ?! - - No ... I just wanted to - - And what will you pay with ?! You know, I'm not cheap ... - Suddenly something interrupted her his lips cut into hers, the hands of a teenager pressed her in an embrace, not wanting to let go. Isabelle's eyes widened, tears still flowing down them ... - Sorry... - He said pulling away from her face. - I ... I ... was just on emotions ... I don't think you are like that ... but honestly all those years I was jealous! I ... understood that you would never look at me more than at a friend and I could not come to terms with it! Sorry I... - - Shut up Heddo ... - Suddenly she kissed him again. - You're an idiot. I also liked you since our first meeting - They both laughed hugging, and the older sister of the teenager looked behind with a smile of pride. - Your little brother is cool ... - Added Fuku from behind. - I know you are almost like him - The girl laughed when the guy's hands took her.
  12. What would you expect a woman to do if she found porn on her husband’s computer? Call it infidelity and angrily confront him? Sit him down for a frank, open conversation about their sex life? Write it off as boys being boys? Can you imagine her having a friend over to look through her husband’s kinky stash together? If I’d been hiding normal sex on my computer, I think my wife probably would have reacted in a normal way. But when she found the hidden files and chat logs on my hard drive, she understood that there was a good reason for me to try to hide them. And for better or worse, she was intrigued by the insight into a new side of her partner. I’d only explored certain aspects of that side, myself. The conversations on fetish boards had been an opportunity to put out feelers and assess how I might respond to really being controlled by a powerful, beautiful woman, or to being demeaned and laughed at by her. I’d saved images and clips that depicted those kinds of situations, and they’d become more specific over time. And in case the overall trend wasn’t clear, there were also pictures of men, shot from the waist down, with dark stains spreading from their crotches. I think it was immediately obvious to my wife that I’d been using them to imagine myself in their place, pissing my pants while a woman smirked and made fun of me for it. It was also obvious to her friend, once she’d had a minute to look through the folder herself. But it wasn’t obvious to me what the two of them were giggling about when I came home from work and found them together on the couch one Friday. They were both transfixed by the computer, so much so that my wife only glanced up for a second and laughed the word “hey” before turning her attention back to the screen. Her friend seemed to consciously avoid looking at me, though I didn’t think much of it at the time. I greeted them, half-expecting some explanation for what our guest was doing there. But when I didn’t get it, I merely shrugged and went up to the bedroom to change into more comfortable clothes. I walked by the bathroom on the way there, and just vaguely registered that the door was closed. I stepped into a pair of loose fitting jeans and then promptly got caught up playing on my phone, jettisoning the stress of the week. I was jarred back to reality by a slight pressure on my bladder’s sphincter which reminded me that I hadn’t been to the bathroom yet. I usually preferred not to go at work, so I would hold it until I got home if possible. I confess that I also sometimes took the opportunity to enjoy the gradual increase in urgency, and to steal a glance at my more attractive female coworkers and think about how they would react if they interrupted me on my way to the bathroom and saw me needing to grab my crotch in order to stop a pee spot from forming on my pants. That same thought reentered my head, with the coworkers replaced by my wife and her friend, as I stepped somewhat hurriedly out of my bedroom and reached for the bathroom door handle. When it resisted my efforts to turn it, the excitement I had derived from my fantasy turned into dull panic. Why was the bathroom door locked? The bathroom door was never locked. It occurred to me that maybe my wife had two guests over, so I decided to wait and see if the door opened on its own. After a minute, I considered knocking, but I worried about the girls downstairs hearing me, and I thought I would sound pretty stupid requesting access from the occupant of an empty room. I stood at the mid-point between the bedroom, the bathroom, and the staircase for several minutes. My body understood that the toilet was only 10 feet away, and it made my need to pee several times worse. That awareness was broken a few times by the unintelligible sounds of conversation from downstairs, and especially by the occasional bout of sharp laughter. In my state, this made me feel more self-conscious than I’d felt since I was a child, and by the time I was certain there was no one in the bathroom, I was practically kneading my groin with my hand and moving my hips erratically to avoid wetting myself. This was a serious problem, because at that point I also knew I needed to go downstairs and talk to my wife. Despite the pulsating warning signs from my penis, I took my hand away and then took several deep breaths, trying to get my gyrations under control. I also silently chastised myself for letting it get this bad. Since starting on my fetish porn habit, I’d been holding it a little longer every time, but I never imagined that I would actually get to the point where I felt like I was about to piss my pants. I also never thought my home bathroom would be locked for no reason. When I felt like I could walk for a little while without stopping to cross my legs, I gingerly made my way back downstairs and found both ladies still sitting on the couch with the computer in front of them. For now they seemed to be done looking at it, and were chatting to each other instead. When I stepped around the banister, they abruptly stopped talking and looked directly at me. My self-consciousness surged again, and although I bent forward at the waist a little, I consciously stopped myself from grabbing my crotch. “You were up there for a while,” my wife said with a wry smile. “Just vegging out,” I lied, then changed the topic much too quickly. “Is someone in the bathroom?” I meant it to sound casual, but I knew it was a dumb question and that it betrayed my single-minded focus on getting to the toilet. “No,” my wife answered. “Then why is the door locked?” “I locked it.” I wanted to ask why, but I also felt myself wavering in my resolution not to potty dance in front of my wife and her equally pretty friend. Not wanting to get drawn into a whole conversation, I simply asked, “Where’s the key?” “I have it,” she answered just as simply. Her fingers brushed her neckline and brought forward the chain she was wearing around her neck, with the key dangling from it. “Okay… can I have it please?” My wife pursed her lips thoughtfully as her fingers kept playing with the key and chain. Her friend touched a fingernail to her teeth and smiled in a show of unrestrained amusement. I didn’t really know what was so funny. I thought I was doing a good job of standing still and looking dignified, though every additional moment of doing so was torturous. “I don’t know,” my wife finally answered. “…Why do you need it?” “Uh… because I kind of need to go to the bathroom?” My wife looked me up and down, then turned to her friend. “Do you think he should get the key if he just kind of needs to go to the bathroom?” She looked me dead in the eyes while answering: “No way. I think he should have to go really bad.” Involuntarily, I pressed my thighs together, and I figured that the girls must have seen the sudden twitch. I looked to my wife in an effort to make sense of the situation. I still wasn’t quite connecting it to my fantasies or thinking about what they might have been looking at on the computer, which still sat there in front of them. When I saw that she wasn’t saying anything, I tried sacrificing an ounce of my pride to save the rest of my dignity. “Okay, what if I have to go really bad?” I asked. And as if this tentative admission was a signal that I didn’t have to hide my desperation so much anymore, my bladder contracted and I momentarily touched my fingertips to the head of my penis, fearing a sudden leak. My wife’s friend excitedly tapped her on the arm, then cupped a hand to her ear and whispered something. My wife opened her mouth in an exaggerated smile and beamed, “That’s a great idea! He should have to beg for the key.” “What?!” I exclaimed before realizing I’d gone back to swinging my hips in open desperation. My wife’s friend piped up: “You heard her. If you want to go in the toilet and prove you’re a big boy, you have to beg us to open the door for you.” By this point, I felt like I had to be dreaming. It was unthinkable that something could happen in real life which was so horrible while also being so identical to my deepest, darkest sexual fantasies. I was finally blessed with an explanation when my wife continued her friend’s teasing. “Come on, hubby,” she said. “Beg us to take you to the potty. You don’t want to end up looking like this, do you?” With that, she turned the computer so it faced me. There in full screen, I saw a familiar image of a soaked pair of trousers – one of many that my wife had no doubt examined while choosing her favorite. “I don’t… That’s not…” I stammered, finding no plausible way to defend myself. Both of the women were looking at me with their eyebrows upraised, awaiting whatever response I mustered. Instead, my legs quivered with a combination of urgency and shame, and I sank to me knees on the floor. “I’m sorry,” I gasped, staring toward my wife’s feet. “Please… please just let me go to the bathroom.” But I’d barely completed the sentence before my unconscious mind seemed to decide that as long as I’d already been exposed, there was no further point in trying to hold onto my dignity. The stunned silence in the room was broken by an intense hissing noise as I felt the warm liquid envelop my groin, creep down my inner thighs, and pool around my trembling knees. “Aww,” my wife’s friend teased. “Poor little hubby couldn’t hold it.” I didn’t dare lift my head until my wife stood directly in front of me, leaned down, and gripped my chin between her thumb and forefinger in order to force me to meet her gaze. After admiring the look of defeat in my eyes for a long moment, she issued one firm command: “Don’t you dare ever keep secrets from me.” I tried to look away again, but a tiny twitch of her wrist was enough to snap me back to attention. With her free hand, she grabbed the key around her neck and added, “By the way, I’m keeping this with me at all times from now on. And just so you know, we’ll probably be having a lot more houseguests in the near future.”
  13. Just had the hottest online holding session with a hot site friend. We were both desperate but she was in control of when we both got to pee. Thankfully I was alone in the office by the time she had me squirming in my chair (practically) begging to go to the toilet. Never been so desperate at work before. I was shaking with need when I was finally allowed to pee. Best morning at work ever! Thank you (you know who you are )
  14. sooooo i saw maleficent mistress of Evil last week and WOW i forgot how much i love diaval. really maleficent and him are just a Perfect example of two things i love; goth and femdom. so anyway, i haven’t been able to get the thought of diaval wetting out of my head. whether it was induced or encouraged by maleficent, or if he was simply too confused with a human body to figure it out. there’s so much potential here!
  15. Carol Gordon, an ordinary journalist ... at first glance seemed like a long-haired blonde with beautiful blue eyes and perfect forms in the right places. Every teenager in his thoughts undressed her when she put on a white tight suit with a short red cloak in which her ass was not completely covered, and there was a large neckline on her chest ... and every boy and man understood that pants and underwear were becoming too tight in groin area ... "Girl Fist" was nicknamed by the people, she was really strong and possessed super powers that were inferior in use even to many military developments. A 15-year-old teenager walked confidently along the roads of night New York, a dark hood did not give a look on his appearance the guy grinned realizing that today he will receive a salary for his work, he started this business 2 years ago, caused? Of course, life in the most lame part of New York, when your whole life is going to hell ... The teenager was so carried away by thoughts of money that he did not notice a figure hovering above him with a short red cloak that opened a view of her butt ... - Well? Who are you bringing that bastard's merchandise to? - The guy froze in surprise, his heart pounded, his eyes widened, and his hands trembled ... he knew ... she would come for each of the lawbreakers ... The girl landed in front of him, her chest cracked slightly as she landed ... - Aren't you ashamed? help sell illegal drugs ... do you know what kind of punishment awaits you? - - I… I don’t understand what you’re talking about! - The teenager tried to say something, but the menacing gaze of the city's defender did not allow him to continue. Before he had time to say anything else, he was in the sky, a moment and he felt the wind hitting him in the back when blowing. There is a scream, the hood tilted back to reveal the guy's face, his dark hair fluttered in the wind, and tears began to flow from his black eyes ... Suddenly the fall stopped, the teenager felt himself flying up again ... but ... someone seemed to be holding him in his arms ... - Well, will you answer !? - The heroine growled at the boy, holding the boy in her arms, as soon as she let him go, everyone will forget about him forever. - Enough! - The guy screamed hoping it would work, but all he heard was a snide grin, before the guy had time to understand anything, he felt an unpleasant pain in the backside and between the legs ... The underwear stuck into him, he literally hung in the air, and the heroine held him by the garment of his underwear. - Ouch! Oh my God! - The boy whimpered in pain, it seemed a little bit and the linen would burst ... - So that? Tell me? Or will we give it up when will your rainbow elastic band on the family members burst? - Her causticity was both terrible and humiliating, I wanted to shout, call for help ... but what's the point ... - ОК ОК! - Young man understanding how this could end, because who wants to be smashed on the asphalt. Girl Fist slowly released him to the same place he was. He breathed slowly and shivered, his gaze went slowly over the figure of the heroine, tears prevented him from seeing the expression on the heroine's face, although at one moment he stopped at the diamond cut on the chest of the white suit, when he suddenly saw two snapping fingers in front of him. - Hey Hey! My eyes are here! - His eyes went higher, anger and impatience were read in her gaze ... Realizing that she was stronger, he did not slow down ... - I work as a distributor of goods for a street gang, okay? - - So already something ...- The redhead came a little closer, the teenager felt tension and danger. - I don't give a damn about the name, I wonder where they are - The teenager hesitated, even with the danger of being injured, he did not want to lose money... but the gaze of the redhead was enough to understand how real the danger is. - I will show! I'll show them where okay?! Don't beat me! - With these words, the boy put his hands forward in fear, as if hoping to stop the woman. *** - Damn it Jacob! Why the hell did you not carry the goods !? - A young man of Latin appearance contemptuously scolded the teenager, not knowing with whom he collaborated ... - Boss ... I ... I just heard about the fact that "Girl Fist" is patrolling in those places ... you know you don't want her to kick my ass and ... - - You are a damn coward! - The man barked and slammed his fist on the table. - You are afraid of a damn whore in a latex suit who is only to take pictures for porn magazines! - If a man knew what would happen later, he would hardly have been so brave in his language, but now aggression was taking over him, the money was stronger ... The man, in fact, was incredibly afraid of meeting her ... and wanted like everyone else ... Suddenly the door was kicked out, there was a crack ... The teenager immediately rushed to the corner so as not to get under the shots of the bandits, the Latin did not understand anything, he rushed to the pistol and directed it towards the entrance ... at the moment everything stopped ... she stood in front of him ... long red hair, a tight white suit, imposing shapes and a short red cape ... Her eyes were burning from the use of the laser, her gaze was hellish ... - Will you let go of your pistol yourself?" Or do you need help from "Porn Magazine Whore"? - The frightened man instantly threw the weapon down, did not want to play with fate ... - So ... Juan right? - The drug dealer immediately nodded his head to confirm his name, but soon regretted it ... the figure of a woman with the speed of light was nearby, the moment her eyes light up red even more ... Juan understood ... this is the end ... A laser shot rang out ... The Latin man was trembling, covering himself with his hands, there were burning cuts from the laser on the back of the wall, the table was broken into two parts ... The room could almost be heard ... except for one ... hiss ... The man's gray business trousers became wetter and darker, urine flooded everything, pants, chair and floor ... The drug dealer was still trembling, tears were leaving his eyes ... Girl Fist looked down contemptuously, to her the man in front of her was a worm. Even though he considered himself a successful mafioso, in fact he turned out to be a coward who pissed his pants on. A yellow puddle was accumulating at his feet, his pants were completely wet, a huge spot of urine was on them ... The man slowly removed his hands from his face, the heroine's gaze was not in the direction of his eyes, but below it was wet ... "OH MY GOD!" flashed through his head, hands immediately covered his groin, although there was no point in that, given the damage that was done to his pants ... - Disgusting, and you also call yourself "Leader" - The redhead walked away noticing a puddle flowing in her direction. - Damn it dude! Stop pissing! Even your subordinates were bolder! Well ... almost ... I stepped into a puddle of one of the shooters... he cried so much with fright ... and not only cried ... - The woman exhaled releasing anger, she herself understood how sometimes she exaggerated during the execution of missions ... - Okay listen to me - Juan obediently lifted his gaze from shame and fear. - Now you go home, change your pants, and then YOURSELF go to the police and don't try to leave ... I'll find out everything and then you're finished! - The man instantly nodded, still unsuccessfully covering the huge spot on his pants and ran away, fearing to get a kick. - So now you ... - As soon as the woman turned to the teenager, she discovered a similar situation ... He trembled, sobbed, his hands covered his head, he squeezed against the wall, pressing his knees to his chest ... and a wet stain spread on his pants, a puddle of pale yellow was spreading under the boy's ass ... the heroine rolled her eyes ... - Oh my god... - *** A 16-year-old girl was leaving the room, her narrow birch dress emphasized all forms, her red hair was well-groomed long. The party was a failure, my head ached, alcohol made itself felt unpleasantly ... Of course the worst thing is the guy who followed her ... The young man's gaze was brutally directed at the beauty's ass. Drunk, beautiful, fragile, the ingenious plan of lust was close to being fulfilled ... In the end, tomorrow from the drunk she will forget everything, and what will she do? A fragile girl. The blonde of the senior classes in a short time overcomes the distance between them, playful hands instantly grab the girl's buttocks... - Hey! What the fuck !? - Before the girl had time to be indignant, she was pressed against the wall, her hands had already moved to her elastic chest ... - Fuck off you bastard !!! - - Hush, hush, don't be afraid - Hands are released lower and lower, a little more and the hem of the dress will lift up and open a view of the burgundy panties. - You need problems !? Let go of your hands before I cripple you !!! - But the guy did not listen, his cock in his pants was already resting on the girl's leg. - Listen, do not resist, trust you will spend time with a high - Suddenly a moment ... he suddenly feels like he is already knocking on the wall opposite, the girl has shaded her hands forward ... this means ... - What have you ... pushed me? ... - He just couldn't believe ... - This is your warning! Keep your dick in your pants! - The girl answered rudely, heading for the exit from the building, but the young man did not calm down ... There was a slap in the corridor ... the girl grabbed her butt, blushing and gasping in surprise ... The redhead slowly turned back, an arrogant smile played on her classmate's face ... The girl's fist was slowly clenched ... The guy's eyes widened with fear ... the girl's fist that was aimed in his direction hit the wall ... a few centimeters from him ... my knees suddenly became wadded, everything inside was cold from fear ... With a crash, the young man fell, his hands trembled, the girl came a little closer. In horror, the guy looked up, her furious eyes were directed in his direction, he slowly began to crawl back ... - What? Scared? - The guy has already started to whimper trying to crawl as far as possible. The girl suddenly stopped, her nose sniffing at the strange smell ... The gaze rushed to the guy between the legs, then the redhead moved away so as not to wet his heels in a puddle ... With a hiss, the pants darkened, a puddle immediately gathered around the guy's ass ... - Mmm ... that's what your dick is still capable of ... just piss in your pants ... - The young man instantly covered the stain and ran away, the girl ironically noticed that the ass was getting wet more in the sitting position ... there was a huge wet spot on the ass ... *** But the teenager was not the same classmate, just a boy that went the wrong way ... the girl's fingers dropped onto the boy's shoulder. The frightened child raised tear-stained eyes to the girl... trying to look more often at the cutout on the chest ... - Listen, I won't tell anyone, calm down ok? - The boy nodded, he was ashamed to wet himself like that in front of a woman, but on the other hand ... he believed in her sincerity. - Come on ... I don't know where you live ... it's already morning, let me ... well ... bring you home - If the boy knew what she meant by this, he would not agree ... Fly on the back of a famous heroine? It's humiliating! And especially at such a height ... The morning city was magnificent, everyone was asleep, silence ... The young man felt the cold wind, there was an unpleasant sensation in his groin from wet pants ... and how did she decide to put him on his back? Her suit is going to be wet ... she'll have to change ... bare her boobs ... ass ... that stand out so much in this outfit ... he closes his eyes and folds his head on her ... her scent ... soft skin ... how he wants to see her naked ... on the bed ... with bare breasts, that big bare ass ... - ... I ... I hope that this ... organ that rests against me will remain in your pants ... - The guy blushes, opening his eyes ... - Anyway ... is this your home? - The address is like that ... - In front of the heroine and the teenager was a brick, old, shabby multi-storey building ... It seemed a little bit more and it would collapse ... - Yes ... I'm on the fifth - The teenager answered in a voice low from tension. The girl lets the guy go to the fire escape near the open window. - Well, thanks... - The guy stumbled trying not to let the woman notice his erection, but the heroine herself was gone. "Well, evening ..." The guy was thinking while washing his pants. Having changed into pajamas, the guy left the bathroom heading for the unfolded sofa. The young man covered himself with a blanket ... then hugged a 25-year-old woman nearby ... It's not just that he started making money in this industry ... The older sister who took him from the alcoholic's father when she just turned 18 was like a mother to him ... he tried to help her as best he could ... but had to start drug trafficking ... falling asleep, he feels like the brunette hugs him back. A smirk plays on her lips ... "Oh my little fool ... wherever you work, finish with this." A thought rushes through her, addressed to her younger brother, not knowing that this chapter of his life is over ... he just needed to wet himself with fear ...
  16. Omo has been my biggest kink as a Domme for years. I have wanted to do this type of play with a sub as far back as I can remember but had never been bold enough to bring it up. Funny how it felt so taboo - but that's another topic. Last weekend I was playing with my new sub, who is a cis male puppy. We had discussed this type of play and agreed it could be used as a punishment. He had really after up earlier in the week so it was time.... We sat down to watch a movie and I gave him my 600ml drink bottle filled with his favourite cordial/squash. I told him to drink up and gave gentle nudges to keep him moving fast. I refilled it 15 minutes into the movie and told him he had until 30 mins in to drink it. He did so. This was when he first asked to be excused. 'Um, Master, can I please be excused?' No. I switched to water and gave him another bottle. He asked again pretty soon. I asked him why he wanted to be excused and he said to use the bathroom - I told him no, and laughed. He got very huffy which was adorable. I made him keep drinking and he started to fidget after the third bottle and 50 minutes into our movie. I chastised him for not paying attention. He was laying with his head in my lap. He finished the 3rd bottle and I refilled. 'Master, please, I need the bathroom' 'But puppy, we're watching a movie. No!' He whined and hid his face and so I decided to see how bad it really was. I brushed my fingers down his side to tickle him and he he went very stiff and quiet and kept trying to stop me. 'Master, I really have to go. Really badly' 'Aww puppy. I don't care.' As he finished the fourth bottle he told me he couldn't wait. That it was hurting. He was begging me to let him be excused. I sighed and made him sit up, and sat over his lap. He cried out from the pressure and begged me more, so I dragged him to the bathroom and made him strip to his underwear. He moved so slowly and carefully. I pushed him to my shower and cuffed his hands over his head. I stood in front of the nearby toilet and flushed it. He whimpered and I reminded him not to make a mess of himself, to be a good housetrained little pet. He wouldn't make eye contact. I ran the sink and he couldn't stay still. I laughed and poked at his rock hard bladder, he begged me not to. This was when he first leaked. He cried out and a small dark patch appeared on his underwear. I stroked his face and told him to hold on, to do me proud. He was so embarrassed and his legs were shaking. He kept apologising over and over and I knew why - he started to wet himself. I told him to stop and he cried that he couldn't. I knew I had pushed him as far as he could go now and told him to let go. He cried out in relief as it ran down his legs to the shower floor. I told him I was disappointed he couldn't hold it for me, and that he needed to get cleaned up. I first dragged him out of the shower and made him look at himself in the mirror, covered in his own piss. I made him make eye contact with himself. He was absolutely humiliated. I ran the shower nice and hot and climbed in with him. He wouldn't make eye contact. I took his underwear off and let the water run over him. I decided to be a little mean as pushed down on his bladder again. He gasped and I grinned. 'You still need to go don't you puppy?' I said sympathetically. 'Yes Master... Please...' I said he could, but I started slowly massaging his cock and he quickly became hard. He was begging and I asked what he was begging for? He could go if he wanted to. He frustratedly told me he couldn't because he was hard. So I asked the obvious... 'Are you asking me to stop touching you then puppy?' This is really hard for him to ask - our dynamic is predominantly around him begging TO be touched and being a slut. I stopped and after a few minutes of gentle encouragement and affirmation from me he moaned and let go again. I angled his cock up so he was covering us both. He held on to me tight and apologised more. The shower washed away all the evidence. I wrapped him up in a towel and we went to bed under lots of blankets. He was very very quiet and snuggly the rest of the night. I told him he could go and use the bathroom whenever he liked for the rest of the evening, no need for permission. He used the bathroom twice more in the next hour. I kept reminding him that he did amazing and that I was very proud. It was so much fun and I can't wait to do it again and see what other ways I can push him. He said it was much more of a punishment than he thought - was expecting it to be more of a funishment. But he loved it too. Now I use it as a threat when he's being a brat. Thanks for reading my poor storytelling hopefully more in future.
  17. So I have recently begun speaking with a lady on pocketstars who is very sexy and understanding indeed. I mentioned to her that it was my fantasy to be told to dress in a leotard and tights like a ballerina and forced to hold until I either wet myself or mistress instructed me to pee. Well I was encouraged to order said items and mistress informed me that she would indulge my whim. I ordered away and the items arrived. I wasn’t allowed to cum until the day and not after the event. This was some 5 days of waiting. I can’t tell you the feeling I had as I slipped on the tights and Leo for the first time. I informed mistress the costume has arrived and was duly instructed to bring filling up and I complied obediently. After what was about 2 hours I’d finished maybe 4 litres of water and was about to explode let alone piss myself. Still no word from mistress as to what I was supposed to do - was she waiting for me to have an accident and make a grovelling confession to her? Then out of the blue came an apology, she had been busy with other things and had forgotten all about me- I was then instructed that I could go. I asked how much? A little? All of it? “Just soak yourself” came the reply. “And don’t think about cumming until you send me the picture of you in your wet tights.” My word. These instructions shot through me like electricity and I obediently began soaking my tights and leotard with my hot, pent up pee. It seemed like an age before I had finished and could compose myself to send the image across that would release me from my chastity. mistress was indeed pleased and informed me that I could finish myself and to send her the evidence of that as well. I have to say it was one of the best mornings of my life and I’d love to be encouraged to crossdress and wet again. I thoroughly recommend the experience of having someone else instruct you when and how much to wet. Hope to speak with like minded people interested in this sort of thing and people interested in making others wet. here’s the evidence all the best, Dan
  18. From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    "P-please, I've r-really got to pee!" "I want you to beg me." "P-please! Let me pee, please!" "I don't think you're begging enough." "P-please! I-It's coming out!"
  19. Kyuu

    00Hyousi

    From the album: Otokonokotte Docchi ni Hairu ka Daimondai Dayone?

    © http://exhentai.org/g/711461/b09f78adce/

  20. Kyuu

    01 1

    From the album: [Usotsukiya] Gensou Kutsushita Hon -Sen- (Touhou Project)

    © http://g.e-hentai.org/g/707832/0a2326a509/

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    1

    From the album: [Chijoku An] But I am your brother

    © http://exhentai.org/g/458189/e684bf4ca0/

  22. nasfan9

    did it again bg

    From the album: Nasfan9's Omo/Omu art

    I added a quick background and another character to the image. I kinda had Katou in mind when drawing her but it's not quite was I was looking for. If anything it could be called concept art ha!
  23. nasfan9

    did it again BG

    A sketch of Miyuki Izumi from my story. I still haven't drawn Katou in a way that I like her. I only added because someone mentioned that it was hard to tell it was bedwetting drawing. So I ended up just adding a whole scenario.
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