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  1. After taking a bit of a break, I decided to add another story to my collection. All the stories involve desperate men and women observing them. I have two other stories on my wattpad as well if you like the genre. All free to read, no account or anything needed. Link to the collection: https://www.wattpad.com/story/355099901-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and New story: *5) Stuck Elevator Desperation - 3k words, an professional assistant makes sure her boss is extra hydrated and plans a little fun involving an elevator. Her handsome employer gets frantic while they wait* https://www.wattpad.com/1431545074-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and Others: 1) The Desperate Experiment - 4k words, a guy signs of up a psych study and has to hold on for dear life it he wants to make it to the bathroom dry. Also mild female desperation. https://www.wattpad.com/1393610365-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and 2) Desperate Car Sex - 1k words, a guy bottoms while his bladder is bursting https://www.wattpad.com/1393610464-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and 3) The Desperate and Deadly Game - 4k words, a guy is KIDNAPPED and forced to hold his pee, if he leaks too much he will be KILLED https://www.wattpad.com/1393610784-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and 4) Locked Pants and Bursting Boyfriend - 3K words, a guy agrees to having his pants locked and walk around main street with as much as he can drink until his girlfriend agrees unlocks him, and she wants to savor the situation! https://www.wattpad.com/1408794767-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and Let me know your thoughts if you end up taking a look. #3 is a bit intense fair warning. The story collection was a bit of an experiment, so I might go back to single shorts since it seems like a hassle.
  2. From the album: Poses and Short Sequences

    "What's the matter, wuss? Potty dancing already? You only had one pitcher of lemonade, I had two and a half and I'm *fine.* I'm not letting you pee until *I* decide it's time to go."
  3. From the album: Poses and Short Sequences

    "What's the matter, wuss? Potty dancing already? You only had one pitcher of lemonade, I had two and a half and I'm *fine.* I'm not letting you pee until *I* decide it's time to go."
  4. Are there any stories where a guy is forced into diapers by wife or girlfriend? Most of the ones I can find involve sissy themes or magic but that’s really not my thing. I’m just looking for forced diapering for punishment or accidents. With loving themes not cuckhold/ sissy or anything like that.
  5. 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 ...
  6. Hope you’re all well. I was wondering if anyone out there was into making men hold and wet? I guess the whole visual thing of male wetting is far less appealing to most and I get that, but how about the emotional side of controlling and making a guy wet? I’ve had a few sexual partners who, while not encouraging, were okay with me wetting during sex, or nonchalant about it anyway - usually as a result of post orgasm “torture” etc but not expressly into making me/seeing me wet myself. for me I’ve always enjoyed the idea of being made to pee myself wearing women’s clothes and I’m happy for this to be a private thing but wonder if there are any people out there who would derive some pleasure from making this sort of thing happen? I commissioned some customs which I’ve shared in the video thread on this and also paid a couple of dommes on pocketstars to make me wet myself but this is as far as I’ve ever gone with it.
  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. Just posted my second ever piece of omo fiction: https://www.wattpad.com/1389603483-desperate-train-ride-can't-hold-his-pee-on-the check it out its a short read about a long train ride! 🙂
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    female domination. Violetta controls your bladder and makes you drink until you wet yourself for her on command [moderator if you could move this to the proper place, did not mean to upload into ab/dl] !!!
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  10. originally uploaded to abdlstoryforum by Jeffy25, March 01, 2011, 09:57:07 am the first in the "the bet" series, its only a partial find (even the wayback machine has its limits) i may try to complete it from memory at a later date (if anyone has the full story, be sure to link it in the comments) marked as "the first" as canonically this one came first, even though the earliest upload date i could find was 2011 and the second one was uploaded in 2008 (either that or this one is a prequel) THE BET (Jim in diapers) ------- Part 1 Julia and Kirsten were the type of girls that everyone wanted. They were both 16 and tremendously beautiful. Julia was about 5 feet 6 inches, 105 pounds with blonde hair and blue eyes. Kirsten was 5 feet 4 inches, 105 pounds with brown hair and brown eyes. They had been best friends since they were little. They had a close friend named James. James was 5 feet 9 inches and about 160 pounds. He had dark hair and dark eyes and was in good physical condition. He was a good athlete and was playing basketball at the time. James had always been friends with Kirsten and Julia but had grown especially close to Julia. He was torn between being a really good friend and being in love with her. Julia knew everything about James, she knew who all his crushes were (except her of course) she knew who he secretly didn't like, she even knew he wet the bed until his 8th grade year. James was 17 now and the three of them were Juniors. James and Julia were talking online one night and they were teasing each other like they did a lot. Neither of them ever took anything the other person said seriously and they never really got mad at each other. Julia as always brought up James bedwetting problem he used to have. James was of course embarrassed so he had to think of something. He decided if he could get Julia to lose some kind of embarrassment bet with him he would be able to get some dirt on her, cuz she had plenty more on him. His basketball team was good but the team they were playing that Friday was ranked in the state. He figured his team was really better than the other team so he thought a bet up quick. "Lets make a bet" James said, "If my team wins the basketball game this Friday then next week you will be my slave and do whatever I say starting Friday morning at school until the end of the following Monday which we don't have school on If we lose, however, I will be yours and Kirsten's slave for that amount of time. We can do it then cuz we don't have school on Monday and our parents are gonna be gone on vacation together then." Julia knew the team which James team was playing was ranked so she quickly agreed figuring this would be an easy way to have fun with James. When Friday came the game did not go as James expected. His team lost badly, and the girls were waiting for him after the game to remind him of the bet. James knew that the next weekend was going to be very, very long, and with this thought he went to bed. Kirsten and Julia on the other hand were nowhere near bed and were already planning for the next weekend. They were both busy shopping. Kirsten went down the food isle's buying lots of pop and various drinks. Julia on the other hand was busy picking out pacifiers and baby bottles. Kirsten and Julia then met with each other and headed to the back of the store where they picked out several large packs of adult disposable diapers while they giggled uncontrollably. The rest of the weekend went on like a normal weekend and James thought maybe the girls had forgotten all about the bet he had made with them. Wednesday night when James was talking online to Kirsten though she reminded James about the "fun" they were gonna have the upcoming weekend. James knew Kirsten and Julia plenty well enough to know they were probably gonna put him through hell. While James worried and wondered at what the weekend would hold in store for him. Kirsten and Julia were busy thinking of all the things they were gonna do with him. When Thursday night came Julia called James and reminded him to come to her house early on Friday morning. Part 2 When James alarm went off early Friday morning he groaned and slowly got ready for school. After he had gotten himself into what he considered a presentable condition he told his parents to have fun on their week long cruise and then hopped in his car and headed to Julia's house. By the time he reached Julia's house Julia's parents were just pulling out of their driveway to meet James parents at the airport. When James entered in the house through the garage he took off his shoes and went inside. "Thirty minutes before school starts and Julia only lives five minutes away" James said to himself. He wondered why they wanted him here so early. When James entered the living room both girls were sitting their smiling at him. He knew something was up and it wasn't gonna be good. Julia told him to sit down and gave him a large cup of hot chocolate. James loved hot chocolate and quickly drank it down. When he was finished Kirsten said "Well Julia I suppose you better tell him what is up". Julia smiled as she pulled out a disposable diaper. Part 3 James turned white when he saw the diaper in her hands. "What the hell do you think you are gonna do with that?" James asked in a shaky voice. "I'm not gonna do anything with it" Julia said as she laughed. "You are gonna put it on so we can see what you look like in it." James shook his head and said "Don't you think you are taking this a bit far?" "No," Kirsten giggled, "and besides it is just for the next 15 minutes before we leave for school and then you can take it off. Remember, you said you would do anything we asked," said Julia. Finally James agreed and went into the bathroom with the diaper. After what seemed an eternity for the girls waiting James came out in just the diaper and his shirt. The second he walked out the door Julia and Kirsten snapped picture after picture of him. "Stop doing that," pleaded James, "besides your not gonna show those pictures to people, are you?" "Of course not," Kirsten said, "you are our friend. "We are just keeping them so that you can't back out of the bet," said Julia, "and now that we have these you will have to do whatever we say." James knew that Kirsten and Julia had no desire to hurt him. He also knew that there would be nothing they could do to him that they would think was too embarrassing for him to have to go through and his fears became reality very quickly. "First of all lay down so I can get that diaper on your better," said Julia. "You obviously don't know how to put a diaper on," Kirsten added. When Julia undid the diaper James began to squirm violently because she exposed his naked body. "Sit still!!!" commanded Julia, "besides you had better get used to this anyway. Read him the rules, Kirsten" James turned white as Kirsten read him the rules: 1. you will wear a diaper at all times from now until Monday night when you go home. 2. you will use the diapers when you have to go to the bathroom unless we tell you otherwise. an example of this is that you will be allowed to use the bathroom at lunch at school today. 3. no one may change your diaper except Julia or I. 4. you must eat and drink everything we give you 5. you must let us dress you however we want when we are at the house. 6. just be nice to us and we will make it much easier on you but remember, if your not nice, we always do have the pictures. As Kirsten finished reading the rules Julia finished taping the diaper snugly around him. Julia then told him to go get his jeans on and assured him that the only two people who would know he was wearing a diaper was Kirsten and her. James was almost in a state of shock as the walked out to the car. Kirsten carried a bag containing all her school supplies but had the addition of two disposable diapers, too. The school day was divided up into seven class hours and a lunch period. Neither Kirsten or Julia had first or second hour with James but they told him they would be checking in between classes to make sure he still had his diaper on. Kirsten had third hour with James, and both of them had fourth hour with him. After lunch he would have fifth hour alone and both sixth and seventh hours with Julia. When the got to school Julia had to prod James with several more promises of only Kirsten and her ever finding out about the diapers and promised him they were not visible underneath his loose-fitting jeans. Both first and second hours seemed to crawl for James. They were, however, nothing compared to third hour. James began to squirm around uncomfortably. He looked behind him to see a smiling Kirsten who had taken her seat behind him. She could hardly contain her laughter because she realized her "special" hot chocolate had finally made its way to James aching bladder. Part 4 "What's the matter, James?" asked Kirsten as she desperately tried to control her giggles. James' face turned red as he knew that he didn't need to answer. "Just think," whispered Kirsten, "If you can wait another 2 hours you can go in the toilet instead of your diapers". Kirsten said all this knowing there was no way James would make it 2 hours and James knew that as well. What happened next took Kirsten as much by surprise as it did James. Towards the end of class James was desperate for relief. He shifted left and right and squirmed this way and that. He was desperately concentrating on holding his pee when Kirsten poked him in his back to get his attention to say something to him. James never found out what she was going to say. When she poked him he lost his concentration and was filling the diapers with a warm flood of pee as he turned around. His face turned red with embarrassment and it took Kirsten only moments to realize what was happening. Kirsten could no longer contain herself and she started laughing out loud. "Kirsten!!! do you have something you would like to share with the rest of the class?" the teacher asked. Kirsten acted as though she was thinking long and hard and saw James squirm uncomfortably as she paused. Kirsten knew there was no chance she would ever do something to James like tell everyone what had just happened, but she was enjoying watching him sweat it. "No I don't think so," she replied. She watched James sigh with relief. About five minutes later class ended and as Kirsten walked down the hall with her arm around James she quickly found a corner where no one was and yanked him by his arm into it. She stuck her hand down the front of James' pants and felt his diaper still very warm from its recent wetting. He blushed badly as he looked down into her eyes. She looked up at him smiling and she took her hand off the warm diaper and wrapped her arm back around him. When Julia saw them coming down the hall and she saw the smile on Kirsten's face she began to giggle. When James and Kirsten reached her though she looked and James and said, "Damnit! why couldn't you wait till this hour so I could see you when you did it?" James just blushed more and they walked him to fourth hour with one arm around him each. James didn't realize how many eyes were on him enviously as the two beautiful girls walked him to his class. Every boy in the school was jealous and wondered why he should get both of Kirsten's and Julia's attention. The other boys, however, did not realize exactly what position James was in either walking down the hall in a wet diaper. When they reached fourth hour Kirsten took the seat in front of James and Julia took the seat behind him. Knowing his uncomfortable wet state Julia whispered to him about things that had happened in her first three classes and let him alone about the wet diaper. James would have forgot about his current state if every time he moved he hadn't felt the wetness of the diaper. When fourth hours end came, the girls walked James out to the car and they headed out to lunch. Kirsten drove them to Arby's as James lay in the back and Julia removed the wet diaper from him. Instead of putting another diaper on him as James expected Julia handed him his underwear and said, "We decided that we weren't gonna make you poop in your diapers at school, so you had better make sure that you go before we leave Arby's. Besides, no worries, you will have plenty of chances to do that over the next three days, right, Kirsten?" said Julia. "Of course," answered Kirsten as she giggled "especially after I make him lots and lots of refried beans to eat!" Both girls giggled and giggled and James looked as though he was gonna throw up as he thought about what he was gonna go through for the next few days. The one thing James couldn't complain about was even though it was horribly embarrassing, He had somewhat enjoyed when Kirsten had put her hand on the warm diapers and even better was when Julia had just recently changed his wet one. "At least they both don't mind seeing me naked," James thought as they walked into Arby's. After James told Kirsten what he wanted and went into the bathroom to do as the girls told him. Kirsten took the liberty to remind Julia she probably ought to change his small Coke to a super size if she wanted to see him wet his diaper before seventh hour was complete. After James finished off his food and the Coke, Kirsten led him out to the car to get a new diaper on him. She taped his diaper on very snugly and pulled his jeans back up on him just in time so he could see Julia coming out of the restaurant with a totally refilled cup of pop for him. They told him to drink it all and the three of them headed back to school. James finished his second super sized Coke and they all headed inside for fifth hour. Part 5 James hurried to 5th hour and quickly took his seat. Fifth hour passed quickly and uneventfully and he headed off to sixth hour. He sat down and soon Julia came in and took her seat behind him. She talked to him some. About half way through class she noticed he was squirming around. Towards the end of class he was squirming almost non stop. Finally class ended. When James took his seat in seventh hour, which happened to be English class, Julia again sat directly behind him. The English teacher divided the class in pairs of two to read a couple chapters of "Romeo and Juliat." Since Julia was sitting directly behind James, luck would have it that he was paired up with her. Normally James would have been more than happy to work with Julia, but today he just happened to be wearing diapers and was minutes from wetting them. So he wasn't exactly thrilled to say the least to be paired with the one person who knew his predicament. Julia read the first couple chapters and then said, "Ok your turn now James." James, who had been paying attention to nothing because he was concentrating on not wetting his diapers, whispered, "No way, I can't, I gotta pee too bad." "Just wet your diapers and get it over with," Julia whispered back. "No way, not in school for the second time today," he replied. "We'll see about that," said Julia, and with that she quickly kissed him on the lips. James was so shocked he completely lost control of his bladder and just flooded the diapers. Julia had little time to notice this however because the teachers voice said aloud, "JULIA!!! You are supposed to be reading the play of 'Romeo and Juliat', not acting it out!!!" The whole class erupted with laughter and Julia was still red when it quieted down. When she looked at James though she smiled and said mockingly, "Don't worry I'll buy you another Coke since you just lost the one you had before." James just blushed, Julia just lay her head on his shoulder and said, "read the last chapter now, James." James had mixed emotions as he went to his locker to end the school day. He was happy to be leaving school. He was scared of what the girls might do to him when he went home with him. He just knew one thing for sure. He wanted out of the wet diaper badly. Kirsten met Julia and they both headed over to James locker. "I've got to go to the bathroom," said Julia as she smiled at James. "Come on, buddy," said Kirsten. "Come with me to the car and I will get you changed." When they got to the car James lay down in the backseat and Kirsten got the last clean diaper out. She removed the wet diaper from him and threw it in a plastic bag. Then she sprinkled his crotch with baby powder. This was too much for James. He quickly became aroused. Kirsten just kept right on going, though he could hear her trying to quiet her giggles. She taped the diaper up nice and snug and helped him with his jeans. When Julia got back to the car James said, "Maybe you should be the one wearing the diapers since you can't wait a five-minute drive to yours house to go to the bathroom." "No, no," said Julia, "we aren't going to my house, we are going to your house so we can get your clothes so you can spend the whole weekend with us!!" "That's right!!!" said Kirsten. "Not only are you gonna be wetting diapers during the day, your gonna be a bedwetter at night!!!!" At this both girls began laughing. "So I guess you told her about me wetting the bed when i was younger, huh?" James said to Julia. "Of course not, James! I would never tell anyone your secrets." said Julia. "YOU WERE A BEDWETTER!!!!!" laughed Kirsten. "Oh my gosh, that is sooooo funny!!!" James sighed as this was getting worse and worse. When they got to his house they got all enough clothes to last him the weekend. Julia and Kirsten had barely stopped laughing before Julia said, "Hey James, make sure you bring the plastic sheet that used to be on your bed along with you so you don't stain my mattress!" Both girls just laughed and laughed. James just shook his head and went to get the plastic sheet. When they had everything they thought James should bring they all got back in the car and they headed back to Julia's house. Part 6 When they arrived to Julia's house the three of them went into Julia's room. Much to James dismay he saw sitting over in the corner pacifiers, bottles, and several packages of more diapers. "You will be sleeping in my bed," said Julia. "Then again so will we." James heart raced when he heard this. Finally his dream he would get to sleep in Julia's bed with her!!! Then his heart slowed, he remembered he would be very well diapered. He looked the bed over, big enough for two people to sleep comfortably he thought. Three people would have to cuddle very close together though. Diapered or not, this won't be that bad he thought to himself. James then realized his second coke had been catching up with him and he was now dancing a little because he had to pee. "Can I use the bathroom?" James asked the girls. "You just don't get it, do you?" asked Kirsten. "We let you go poop at Arby's because we didn't want you to have to wear a dirty diaper in school and have everyone find out. "From here on out though," said Julia. "Pee, Poop, even diarrhea, It's DIAPERS, DIAPERS, ALL coming out in your DIAPERS!!!!!!" Julia then smiled at him and walked around behind him. She gently put her hands around his waste and began to unbutton his jeans. She pulled them off him and led him towards the bed. Kirsten pulled his arms up and helped him get his shirt off and they gently pushed him down so he was lying on the bed looking up at them. James was wondering what in the hell was going on when he saw Kirsten look over at Julia. They both looked down at him and smiled, and then began to tickle him. James was so shocked he did not have enough time to beg them to stop before he began wetting his diapers. Both girls stopped tickling him and put their hands on his diaper. They felt it turn soft and warm under their hands and they both began to giggle. James just lay on the bed in shock. When the girls finished their laughing they gently helped James down to the floor and Julia began to remove his wet diaper. Kirsten went over and grabbed a clean diaper and powder. When Julia took the wet diaper off him and he realized he was completely naked he started to protest. Kirsten quickly shoved a pacifier in his mouth though and commanded him to keep it there. When Julia began to powder James he got the same reaction to it as the first time Kirsten did it to him. Julia just giggled and then Julia taped the diapers snugly around him and made sure it was secure and helped him to his feet. Julia and Kirsten led James out to the living room where Kirsten got a blanket and wrapped it around him. Julia went out in the kitchen and began to fill a bottle with juice. Kirsten sat down on one end of the couch and told James to lay down on the couch and lay his head in her lap. She got a pillow to help prop his head up and she laid his head on her lap and gently stroked his hair. Julia came back in with the bottle and handed it to Kirsten who removed the pacifier from James mouth and told him to drink the bottle. Julia sat down on the end of the couch and laid James legs up on her lap. Kirsten and Julia began to talk of what they should do with James for the rest of the night. They thought of doing his hair or dressing him up or putting makeup on him but decided to wait to do all that till another day. The decided they would take him shopping to the mall since they loved shopping and after that they would go see a movie. James just listened to them as he lay motionless sucking on the bottle wondering what would happen next. Julia prepared a bag for James while Kirsten fed him the rest of the bottle. Julia grabbed three extra diapers a pacifier and a couple bottles and filled them with juice. Kirsten finished feeding James and told him to get his clothes on. They then took James out to Julia's car and they headed for the mall. When they arrived Julia handed James the bag containing his diapers and said, "Don't lose this or you won't be getting a change when you need it." James took the bag and the three of them walked in the mall. "Where should we go first??" asked Kirsten. "I think the first thing we need to do is get some more food in James so that we will be sure he will have lots to fill his diaper with in the morning," said Julia. James groaned. Kirsten and Julia laughed and laughed. Kirsten and Julia took James to a Chinese restaurant and ordered him some orange chicken and rice. "Just think, buddy," said Kirsten cheerfully. "Everything you eat is gonna end up in your diapers!!!! " "We will have to make sure to feed him lots of beans and tacos tomorrow!!" said Julia. "You will give my diarrhea, though," groaned James. "I know!!" said Julia cheerfully. "That is gonna be a lot of fun for you!" said Kirsten as she laughed. "I can only promise you this," said Julia. "You will be a poopy mess when we are finished with you tomorrow!!!" "Oh gross!!!" said James. "Gross isn't the word!" said Julia. "Its more like messy, messy, messy!!!!" "I can't wait to watch you poop in your diapers!" said Kirsten as she put her arm around him and gave him a squeeze . James just groaned more and finished up his meal. When they were finished eating the girls dragged James into every store imaginable. Neither of the girls were in any want for money. James really couldn't complain either though because his parents had plenty themselves. When they finished up shopping the girls took James to the movie theater. As Julia turned the car off the girls heard a familiar sound. pssssssssssssssssssssssssssss ss. James was wetting his diaper again. The girls laughed for what seemed an hour to James but they finally got him changed into a clean diaper. Julia brought an extra diaper to change James out of since she was quite sure by the amount of liquid they made him drink there was no way on earth he would make it through the movie dry. Julia bought them all some pop. James, of course, ended up with the biggest size there was. The girls decided to see the movie "Hannibal." James couldn't object since he loved "Silence of the Lambs." As they were walking in Julia whispered to James, "Now, buddy, I brought you and extra diaper so we could change you after the movie, but if you wet your diapers when you get scared I'm not getting up to change you in the middle of the movie. So you will have to sit in them till it is done." "Thanks a ton, Jules" James whispered back. James sat in between Kirsten and Julia and they weren't far in the movie before both were cuddling to him. James, on the other hand, wasn't far into the movie before he soaked the diapers, not because he was scared, but because the girls had been feeding him liquid almost nonstop. When the movie was over Julia changed James out at the car and got him in a fresh diaper, then they headed home. When they arrived at Julia's James was told to sit on the couch and Julia and Kirsten left the room to get ready. James knew it would be a long night because he had drank so much pop at the movie. When Kirsten and Julia called him in the room though he knew it would be much longer than he originally thought. He saw at least half a dozen bottles filled up and several diapers on the floor. Kirsten was fitting the plastic sheet onto Julia's bed. "Well James, we are gonna have a VERY busy day tomorrow," said Julia. "So we are gonna get you around for bed cuz it is bedtime" "More like BEDWETTING TIME!!!!" giggled Kirsten. When James heard the way Kirsten said bedwetting time he knew he was probably not gonna get much sleep. The girls then began to get him ready for bed. Part 7 Julia took out 4 diapers and began to cut the outer plastic of 3 of them. "Lay down," said Kirsten. She took his pants off when she found his diaper was dry she said, "You might wanna wet this before I take it off you if you gotta go at all, because as soon as your night diapers are on, whatever comes out you sleep in." "Thanks, but I don't gotta go," said James. Kirsten removed the dry diaper from James and began to sprinkle quite a bit of powder on him. "Don't want you to get a rash from all the wetting you are gonna be doing?" Kirsten giggled. "Why the hell are you cutting holes in those?" James said to Julia. "So that I can put four of them on you" said Julia. "Then when the first diaper fills it will be able to leak out into the next one." "That's why I am leaving the fourth diaper alone is so that it won't leak," said Julia. She then began to put the diapers on him. When Julia got the fourth diaper on him James could barely move. His legs were spread wide apart. Kirsten took his shirt off and said, "He can sleep in just his diapers." Both girls giggled as James tried to get to his feet. Julia and Kirsten helped him into the bed. Kirsten and Julia both hopped in after they grabbed several bottles each. Julia propped James head up into her lap as she sat in the bed. James look down and could not believe the number of bottles there were. Kirsten handed Julia a bottle and Julia said, "Drink up buddy the sooner you are done the sooner we can go to sleep. "And the sooner you can start wetting the bed!!!" Kirsten said. James drank for what seemed an eternity to him. Bottle after bottle finally he finished them all and Julia laid his head back down on the pillow. Kirsten then got up and turned out the lights and crawled back into the bed. Julia pulled the covers up over the three of them. James was laying in the middle of the bed in between the two girls. As James expected it was a tight squeeze but the two girls cuddled in close to him. James lay on his stomach with his head turned towards Julia. The two girls cuddled their heads in close to his and wrapped their arms around him. Kirsten gently rubbed his back and Julia moved her face momentarily closer his and gave him a quick kiss. James quickly drifted to sleep but just as quickly found himself awake. He could feel himself wetting and Kirsten was gently rubbing the crotch of his diapers. "Feels like bedwetting time has started," Kirsten said mockingly. "I'm sure it will go on for quite a while, too," said Julia as she gave James a tight squeeze. James went on wetting while Kirsten and Julia drifted to sleep cuddled to him. James drifted in and out of consciousness with each wetting. All three woke up abruptly though when Kirsten screamed!!!! Part 8 It didn't take long for James to figure out what Kirsten's scream was from. Kirsten jumped out of bed like a rocket. Julia looked at her friend and saw a dark stain on her pajamas. "He leaked all over me!!!!" said a hysterical Kirsten. "Thank God we put that plastic sheet on!!!" said Julia as she looked at the wet sheets with horror. Then they both looked over at James. His face was blushed beet red with embarrassment and he lay curled up and shivering. "Aww, I just wanted him to wet all over in his diapers, not freeze to death" said Kirsten. "I'll get him changed, you go get a bunch of blankets out of the closet and lay some on the floor and some for us to cover up with. We will have to sleep on the floor for the rest of the night," said Julia as she started to remove the soaked diapers from James. She then rediapered him the same way she had. When she was finished she removed the wet sheets from the bed and threw them in the wash. Then James and Julia went out by Kirsten and snuggled up in the blankets and fell asleep. Part 9 Julia and Kirsten awoke James the next morning about 9:30. "Busy day!!!!" said a smiling Julia as she pulled the covers off him. "I think we might have overdone the drinking thing just a little," said Kirsten as she felt absolutely soaked diapers. She changed him into a new fresh clean diaper. Unknown to the girls that while they were feeding James his breakfast he was all ready feeling the pain in his stomach that told him he desperately needed to poop. James was quite desperate by the time breakfast was over and he decided just to play on the mercy of the girls. "Can you Please let me go to the bathroom?" James begged. "Its worse than pee this time" he pleaded. "Hell NO!" said Kirsten. "This is what we have been waiting so patiently for!" added Julia. James fought about another half hour the girls didn't take their eyes off him the whole time. James finally could take it no longer. He filled his diapers with a warm mess of poop. Kirsten and Julia laughed as they watched. "Now can you change me, please!!!" James begged. "Nah," said Julia "It just snowed we are all gonna go outside and play." Julia and Kirsten dressed in their snow suits and then turned their attention to James. Julia pulled out an old snow suit she used to wear. "This should keep you nice and warm and keep you bundled up all nice and TIGHT!!!" Julia said with a smirk. The stretched and stretched it till it finally fit over James and they both giggled as they watched James face when they zipped it up spreading his poopy mess all over his backside. When they all got out side Julia and Kirsten both ran at James tackling him and spreading the mess around in his diaper even further. James wet his diaper several times before they decided to come in for lunch and he was just a mess. "You got first messy diaper, Julia!!" said Kirsten. "Fine but you are so changing the next one!" replied Julia. "Lay down, buddy," Julia said as she began to remove his clothes. When she got to the diaper and undid it she almost gagged at the smell. "Oh that is so messy!!! I am feeling slightly bad for you," she said. "Yeah," said Kirsten sullenly, "but not so bad we aren't fixing you tacos and beans for lunch," she added with a smile. When Julia finally got James cleaned up she was relieved as he was. She got him a bottle and told him to drink up and she went to help Kirsten fix the food. By the time James was starting to finish his second bottle Julia and Kirsten called him to the kitchen. They scooped him lots of beans and gave him several tacos and plenty more to drink. James finally finished his food and Julia told him to lay across the couch like he had last night and to lay his head in her lap. She gave him another bottle and told him just to rest and relax. James was more than happy to because he hadn't really gotten enough sleep the night before because of the non stop wetting the girls put him through. He slowly drifted to sleep on her lap. When James woke up he was wetting his diapers but that was the least of his worries. "Oh my gosh I feel so sick," James moaned. "Sounds like somebody needs to empty themselves out into their diapers," Kirsten giggled. Julia was about to say something when she was interrupted with a wet fart. James felt a thick stream of diarrhea fill the back of his diapers. Julia and Kirsten fell on the floor in laughter they weren't even close to finishing when another wet fart was heard and James filled the diapers with even more diarrhea. This went on with James filling the diapers a third time as well. "Go stand on the kitchen floor" commanded Julia in between laughs "I can't have you get your poop all over the carpet" James went into the kitchen and the girls laughed for almost another 10 minutes straight. Julia came into the kitchen with Kirsten close behind. "You done squirting yet?" Julia asked with a smile. "I think so, but I gotta pee now" James replied. "Well go now cuz after you get changed you aren't getting a clean diaper for the next couple of hours," said Julia. James began to wet, psssssssssssssss the sound was a cue to the girls to begin laughing again. About five minutes after James was done wetting the diaper they quit laughing. Julia looked at the clock. "Oh geez it is 3 in the afternoon already, time flies when you are having fun, huh, James??" Julia laughed. Kirsten went over by James and looked at the diapers. They had swelled absolutely huge but had not leaked. "Wow that must be an umm rather interesting feeling to be wearing that James." Kirsten said and began to laugh. "You know what is really funny though?" said Julia as she began to laugh. "Whats that?" asked Kirsten as she laughed, too. "Its your turn to change him!!!" Julia said still laughing. Kirsten stopped laughing and groaned. Part 10 "This is gonna be so nasty!!!" Kirsten said aloud. "Just be glad you aren't wearing them" replied Julia. "Very, very, true," said Kirsten. She took James and laid him down on a changing pad. When Kirsten untaped the diapers she turned white. "OH MY GOSH!!! OH MY GOSH" she whined. She moved the diaper out from underneath him and then took some several wipes and began to clean him off. It took several minutes in all for Kirsten to get him completely clean. She then powdered him extremely well and taped a diaper snugly in place on him. "Feel better, James?" Kirsten asked. "Tons!!!" he replied. "Well you make sure you eat very good for dinner tonight so you can fill your diapers up nice and full for Julia before we go to bed, ok?" said Kirsten. James just rolled his eyes. When James and Kirsten entered back in the kitchen Julia was waiting for them." You know what would be great? I think we should have James fill his diapers like that some night before bed and let him sleep like that!" Julia said. Kirsten giggled, "oh that would be hilarious" she agreed. "Lets go get some pizza for dinner tonight," said Julia. "Sounds good to me!" said Kirsten. The girls took turns getting ready while the other girl watched James. Julia went and got ready first so Kirsten sat down with James and began to talk to him. "We might as well talk about something other than you peeing and pooping in your diapers for a while till Julia gets out," said Kirsten. "Ok sounds good to me," replied James. "Tell me all about your bedwetting, and don't miss any details!" Kirsten giggled. James groaned and rolled his eyes. "Oh c'mon, I won't tell a soul, I promise, how old were you when you stopped?" Kirsten asked. "I stopped halfway through eighth grade," answered James. "Did you have to wear diapers?" Kirsten giggled as she asked. "Only when we went places away from home" Kirsten smiled at him and said, "Why are you blushing while telling me this, James? I mean, look at you now." James looked down and saw his diaper and blushed even worse. Kirsten just laughed, and said, "You know we still consider you our best friend, but there is no way we could pass this up!! it's just too much fun." "Yeah, I'd have a fun time making you wet the bed and poop in a diaper, too" James laughed as he thought of this. "Well too bad that will never happen," Kirsten said as she smiled. "We will see about that thought James....as soon as I get the picture from you two and this week is over, I will get my friendly revenge," James thought to himself. "James you still with me?" Kirsten asked as she saw him deep in thought. "Oh yeah, too bad, don't worry though, I won't hold hard feelings against you two," said James. "Good," said Kirsten, "cuz we still love ya!" "Your turn," said Julia as she came out of the bathroom. Kirsten walked to the bathroom and Julia sat down next to James. "We would let you get ready, James, but you're wearing a diaper, so looks like your ready!" Julia said. "Thanks a lot, Jules," said James as sarcastically as he could. "Do you think I look pretty?" asked Julia. "Yeah what's new, though?" asked James. "Thanks, I know!!!" said Julia as she giggled, "and for that come over here." Kirsten came out of the bathroom all ready to go. She saw Julia changing James diaper on the floor. "Did he wet his diapers already again?" asked Kirsten. "Yeah he just can't seem to control his bladder at all when I kiss him," replied Julia. Kirsten giggled and said, "all right lets go eat." "Don't you think we should let James put some pants over his diaper?" Julia asked. Kirsten thought for a few seconds and smiled at James. James face turned white. "Yeah I guess so," Kirsten giggled. James sighed in relief, got his pants on, and they all walked out to the car to leave. Part 11 Kirsten came out of the bathroom all ready to go. She saw Julia changing James' diaper on the floor. "Did he wet his diapers already again?" asked Kirsten. "Yeah he just can't seem to control his bladder at all when I kiss him" replied Julia. Kirsten giggled and said, "all right lets go eat." "Don't you think we should let James put some pants over his diaper?" Julia asked. Kirsten thought for a few seconds and smiled at James. James face turned white. "Yeah I guess so," Kirsten giggled. James sighed with relief, got his pants on, and they all walked out to the car to go eat. When they arrived at the pizza place Julia took James to sit down while Kirsten ordered the pizza. After they were seated James asked what they were gonna do when they were done eating. "Oh we are gonna have lots of fun," promised Julia. "First, we are gonna go rent some movies, when we get home your pizza should be worked through your system and we plan on you having some more messy diapers. We will have some fun with your messy diapers for a bit, you'll have to wait and see what I mean by that. Then when I am done changing those nasty things, we will put the movies in and cuddle you up with us. Then we will watch the movies and start feeding you bottles to get you ready for your bedwetting tonight!!!" "Wonderful!!!" James said in a sarcastic tone. Kirsten then came back to the table with the pizza and they all ate. James was given plenty more than he wanted and was absolutely stuffed when they all got back into the car. The girls drove to the movie store and took plenty of time picking out two movies James really didn't want to see. "You will be busy drinking, anyways," said Kirsten when James complained. James stomach was starting to churn when they were halfway home and he realized it was the all too familiar feeling of him needing to poop. When the arrived home James was in obvious pain and discomfort. "Just poop in your diapers so we can watch the movies!" Julia said. James knew it was inevitable and that the girls weren't gonna let him off so he squatted down and began to push. His stomach ached as he tried to push the poop out but it was much more solid than it had been the first two times. After about six or seven minutes James finally worked it all out. He sighed with relief but was quickly yanked up to his feet by Julia who told him to take his jeans and shirt off. While James was doing this his bladder started to release all he had drank the past few hours. Julia had undressed him and let him back down on the floor before James had finished wetting the diaper. James sighed with relief as the aching in his bladder and bowels had finally subsided. "All right, James, I want you to stay laying on your stomach no matter what we do," Julia commanded. "Yes, this is going to get a bit messy!" Kirsten said as she got on the floor next to him. She then placed her hands on the back of his diaper and began to press inward on it spreading his poop around. James began to get up but lay back down quickly when Julia said, "Sit down or you are sleeping in it tonight!" Kirsten kept rubbing the back of his diapers for a good 15 minutes and James squirmed with discomfort as he felt what used to be a rather solid bowel movement worked into a thick paste across his backside. Kirsten then got up and told him to stay laying on the ground till they returned. When they did Julia was holding a large bowl. "In case you didn't notice we drank plenty tonight too, so we got something to add to your diaper." "Hurry up while it is still warm!!!" Kirsten said. James turned white as Julia pulled the front of his diaper out and Kirsten poured the bowl filled with yellow liquid down the front of his diaper. James jumped around as the warm liquid ran down his skin and all around in his diapers turning the pasty poop on his backside into a gooey mess. James was literally seconds from throwing up when Kirsten said, "Geez James, just kidding, James. Its only warm water with yellow food coloring! even we aren't that nasty!!!." The color returned to James' face and he stopped jumping up and down. "Now stand still so we can rub it around some more or your sleeping in it!" Julia said. James stood still and began his squirming again as the girls worked the mess all over his diapered area. After what seemed hours to James but actually wasn't that long, the girls finally got sick of watching James squirm and decided to clean him up so they could watch the movies. "Your messy diaper this time," said Kirsten. "I know, go warm him up some bath water so we can wash him and I'll get him out of this diaper," replied Julia. Julia led James to another bathroom and lay him down and quickly got the messy diaper off him. She wiped him clean as best she could then turned the shower on and told him to jump in. He was in there for about a minute when she opened the shower curtain and turned the water off. "What are you doing?" asked James? "I just wanted you to rinse the rest of that mess off, not clean yourself. Kirsten and I are going to wash you in the tub" said Julia. James shifted uncomfortably as he stood before the girls totally naked. "Hop in" said Kirsten. "It should be just about the right temp" The warm water did feel good but James could barely enjoy it. He was far to embarrassed at being aroused as he sat in the water in front of the girls. "Don't be embarrassed James, We would think there was something wrong with you if that didn't happen" said Julia with a smile. James tried to relax and did a good job minus the 10 minutes Julia and Kirsten took alternating back and forth as they washed his privates. Finally they shampooed his hair and rinsed it out and told him to hop out of the tub. Julia and Kirsten took two towels and dryed his body and then stretched them on the floor and told him to lay down on them. Kirsten left the room and Julia took several diapers out and prepared them as she had the night before. She told James that she added a couple extra diapers since they were gonna watch the movies first and that he wasn't getting changed till morning. She then powdered him good and began to diaper him. Kirsten returned with a light blue one piece sleeper that had mittens in the hands and feet. "This should keep our buddy nice and warm while he sleeps tonight" Kirsten said mockingly. When Julia finished taping on all the diapers They began to put the sleeper on him. James was surprised at how well it fit when they zipped him up. The only place it was very tight at all was where his diapers bulged out quite noticeably. They then led him out to the couch and Kirsten turned the first movie on. Julia and Kirsten sat close together and James lay across their laps with his head on Julia's lap and his upper body across Kirsten's lap. The took turns feeding James the bottles since his hands were useless in the mittens of the sleeper. They only made James drink a few bottles and then Julia commented that she didn't want her bed soaked again so they let him sit up in between them and wrapped a blanket around the three of them. James made it through the first movie but halfway through the second movie he knew he would be going to bed in a wet diaper. As the second movie neared its end James wet the diapers quite a bit. His diapers were so thick however that they easily and quickly absorbed all his pee and he could barely notice that he had even wet. When the second movie ended the girls decided James diapers should be able to hold a ton of pee. So they decided to give him a few more bottles before bed. When James lay down between the girls for bed his body was filled with liquids and he knew it would probably be another long night. James listened to the girls crack jokes about bedwetting for an hour or so before he finally fell asleep. When James woke up he was wetting his diapers badly and as she had been the night before, Kirsten was awake to tease him about his wetting. James listened to another ten minutes before she finally cuddled up close to him and went to sleep. James woke up a few more times and felt the warm liquid moving through his diapers, but he slept rather well as he snuggled closely with the girls as they held on to him and laid their heads on his chest. Part 12 James woke up soaked, and squirmed around a bit trying to get comfortable. His squirming woke Kirsten up. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the clock. "It's only seven, James, go back to sleep," she said as she yawned. "How about I put these soaked diapers on you and you go back to sleep," said James. "Aww did James go wettums in his didees?" Kirsten mocked. "What do you think after all you made me drink? replied James. "FINE!!! I will change you so we can rest for a couple more hours, then its time for you to dirty your diapers!!!" Kirsten said. With that she removed the soaked diapers from James and taped a new one snugly to him. They then cuddled back under the covers and fell asleep. The alarm went off at 10 AM. Kirsten and Julia both shook James as he tried to ignore the alarm. "Lets go, James, we got a busy day," said Julia. "Last full day, thank goodness" said James. "Well we better make it the best then," said Kirsten. The girls fed him another big breakfast and by the time he was finished he needed to pee badly again. Julia and Kirsten watched as he squirmed around Kirsten got and idea and she unzipped the sleeper from him and left him so he was just in his diapers. James squirmed uncomfortably as the girls sat and watched him standing in just his diaper. He squirmed around and finally gave up and wet the diaper in front of them. The girls giggled as they watched the front of his diaper turn yellow. "Can you change me now?" asked James. "Nah, we will wait 'til you fill that up with some poop first," said Julia. The girls didn't have to wait long at about 11:30 James was squirming and dancing with a fresh bladder of pee and a stomach ache that told him it was gonna be messy. The girls had James lie across the couch and Julia was feeding him bottles while Kirsten massaged his stomach trying to force the poop into his diapers. James finally gave in and let several warm streams of diarrhea fill the diapers. The girls helped James sit up so he wouldn't leak. Julia quit feeding him the bottle but Kirsten continued to massage his stomach and helped several more streams of diarrhea into James diapers. When James had finished the warm runny mess was all over and he was very ready to be changed. Kirsten finally took him in the bathroom and removed the dirty diapers and let him hop in the shower. When he got out she let him dry himself off and then she diapered him. James was fed more tacos and beans for lunch and they laid him down for a nap. James slept decent during the nap but was awakened again by pains of needing to poop. Kirsten was right there as always to mock him. "Aww, does my little buddy need to go poopy??" She taunted. "Well If I was you I would hold that as long as you can!!" said Julia, "because we are gonna take you to the mall again and then we are gonna go out to eat around six, when we are done with that, then we will change you." James groaned as he thought about it. He knew he would not be able to hold off messing the diaper long, and it was only 2:30. Part 13 "Lay down over here James" Julia said as she got another diaper out. "I'm going to put another diaper on you along with these plastic pants, because I don't want you dripping all over during dinner," she said with a smile and wink. James lay down and let her put the extra diaper and plastic pants on him. When he put his pants on he looked in the mirror and saw a slight bulkiness to his diapered area. "JULIA!!!!!" he complained. "Would you rather walk around the mall and look like maybe you are wearing a diaper or walk around without the extra diaper and without the plastic pants and have everyone KNOW from the smell that you are wearing a DIRTY DIAPER?" Julia asked sarcastically. James sighed and bent over in pain as his stomach groaned from the pressure built up inside of him. Julia got in the driver's seat and Kirsten got in the backseat with James. "Lay down across the seat and put your head in my lap and listen," said Kirsten as she helped him lay down. "Just being the nice person I am, I'm gonna make a suggestion for ya!!!!" she said with a smile. James knew that whichever way he decided his diapers were still gonna be dirty. "I think you should just fill your diapers up now while your relaxed and laying down, it's all gonna come out sooner or later and I would think you would wanna be stationary when it happens. Besides, your tummy has to be killing you, just let it out," Kirsten said smiling. James knew she was right and buried his face in her lap. Kirsten played with his hair as James tried to get in a position he thought best to fill the diaper. Finally, James let go and felt the diarrhea completely fill his diapers. He almost started crying as he felt the warm semi-liquid poop spread all over him. Kirsten and Julia giggled as they continued to get closer to the mall. When they arrived Kirsten had to prod him to get up. "C'mon, you can't keep your face their forever, even though I know you would like to," she said as she laughed. James slowly got up and felt the still warm mess shifting through out his diapers. Kirsten and Julia walked him around from store to store as time just absolutely crawled for James. The girls shopped non stop until dinner time and only stopped once for a few minutes to let James fill the diapers with a warm flood of pee and some fresh diarrhea before they continued to look around. By the time they were finished walking the mess covered James from front to back and filled every inch of his diapers. Time crawled as James sat in the mess during dinner and the girls once again showed no mercy. James was given an extraordinary amount to eat and was told he wasn't getting changed until he finished it. During dinner James wet heavily again and the contents of his diapers spilled into his plastic pants. James finally finished dinner and looked pleadingly at Julia. "PLEASE change me!!!!" he begged. "Damn it, I forgot to bring any extra diaper to change you into," Julia said. "DAMN IT JULIA!!!!" James yelled. The whole restaurant looked in their direction. Kirsten seized the opportunity and said loud enough so that everyone looking could here, "Take it easy James, I brought a diaper to change you with," she said as she held one up so everyone could see. James turned beet red and practically dragged Julia out of the restaurant and into the mall. Kirsten shouted after Julia that she would stay to pay the bill and meet them outside the diaper changing rooms. When they got to the diaper changing rooms which were right next to the girls bathroom, James looked in horror as there seemed to be about a hundred teenage girls standing around the area. James turned red as there was no doubt in anyone's mind who was gonna get changed. It was easy for everyone to see he was struggling to walk in his mess and Julia held a diaper in her hands as she led him into the changing room. Julia removed the dirty diaper from James. He could tell it looked every bit as nasty as it felt when he saw a queasy look come across Julia's face. It took her a while to completely wipe him off but she finally finished and was reaching for the clean diaper when she bumped the diarrhea filled one and knocked it off the changing counter onto the floor. "Shit," she said as she looked at James with a look of horror. "What's wrong, Jules?" James asked as he couldn't see on the floor what she could see. "Umm I Kind of accidentally bumped the messy diaper off the counter," she said. "Well duh, I could see that" said James, "but what was that look you gave me?" "Well I kind of knocked it onto your pants and they got shit all over them," Julia said timidly. "WHAT THE HELL AM I GONNA WEAR OUT OF HERE??" James asked. Julia's face turned from a look of horror to a smile. When Julia and James walked out of the changing room Kirsten was right outside the door waiting for them. When Kirsten saw them she began to laugh uncontrollably and tons of people looked to see what the girl was laughing so hard about. "That is so mean, yet so funny!!!" she giggled as she stared at James who was only wearing his shirt and a perfectly visible white disposable diaper. James turned red as many people looked at him. He counted his luck the changing rooms were close to the car, and figured only a couple hundred people had seen him. He prayed they were all people he didn't know. Julia put James pants in the trunk as they smelled absolutely awful and then they got in the car to go to Julia's house. Kirsten didn't stop laughing the whole way home as Julia told her exactly what had happened in the changing room. James just buried his face in her lap again and tried not to think about all the people who had saw him. When they got to the house Julia threw James pants in the wash and they watched TV till around 8:30. Julia then came up to James and told him if he was smart he would empty as much out into his diapers as he could, because Kirsten was going to get him diapered for bed time. Kirsten walked in the room and added, "and once you are diapered for bed you aren't going to be changed till morning." James filled the diaper with as much pee as he could as he pushed until nothing would come out. Kirsten then changed the wet diaper and took out several clean diapers and prepared them as Julia had the two nights before. She laid him down and taped diaper after diaper tightly to him and then put the footed sleeper with mittens on him. James had a hard time walking as he found he had a few more diapers on than the last night. "They might be uncomfortable now but you'll be happy you got them when you are wetting tonight," said Julia. "Wetting will be the least of his worries," Kirsten whispered to Julia. The girls giggled as knew James didn't realize with all the food he had eaten, plus the laxatives Kirsten had slipped in his bottle she was about to feed him, James dinner was not too far away from the back of his diapers. James laid his head in Kirsten's lap and sucked down the bottle completely. Julia got a blanket and wrapped James in it. Kirsten put a pacifier in his mouth and stroked his hair while Julia gently began to rub and push on his abdomen. The massage only felt good to James for about 45 minutes as he suddenly realized with a slight pain what the real intent of the massage was. James tried to sit up but Kirsten gently pushed his head down and warned him to k this is where it cuts off, i cant find the rest of it, i can attempt to finalize it if nobody has a link to the full story
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  14. On Traveling Light Chapter Two Heavy. It was a word that resonated in Alex's mind and body. How his belly and rear felt, the context of the situation he'd gotten himself into, and the weight of anxiety he had for what would come next. Heavy. As the sun grew to stand mostly overhead, Alex and Penny found they were making good progress, and despite the rather unexpected delay they'd experienced earlier, they were back on track. A golden glow poured through the canopy of pine, warming their bodies, and as they pulled away from the foothills they were previously hiking, and onto a well-worn old mining trail, the ponderous terrain eased and their minds were free to wander. Penny caught up to Alex easily, his pace still understandably moderate, and while astride him, leaned in and awkwardly stole a kiss from his cheek. The tabby had been lost in the mix of sensations vying for attention from within ever since they'd set off from the ruin, and the smooch drew him out of his own head enough to cast an uneven smile in her direction. He still didn't know what to make of their arrangement, but for now, he was enjoying it enough, all things considered, although he certainly couldn't stop considering a thing or two, try as he might. For example, when one doesn't use the washroom - or, considering their distance from civilization, a bush, or a tree, perhaps - in a timely manner, certain things start to happen. A building sense of urgency, a strange tingling in their belly, and more relevant to Alex's present case, eventually, they start to get gassy. His lower gut was growing steadily more talkative since they'd started walking, in an audibly deep and restless sort of way, and now he'd become aware just why. The signals nagging him just below his tail had gone from lazy but sizeable ones, to ones decidedly more tingly and uncomfortable... he wanted... no, needed to relieve that building pressure. Badly. And yet, with Penny behind him, he'd found he just couldn't coax himself to relax enough to do it; and certainly not now that she was walking close enough next to him to brush his hand now and again. His guts made their disagreement with his hesitation clear with a groan loud enough that Penny's right ear flicked and she cast a sidelong glance in his direction, instantly reading the tenseness on his brow. "Something on your mind~?" He was sure he'd grow to hate that singsong tone of hers before too long. Before Alex could reply, however, his insides spoke for him by shifting in a particularly powerful way, and before he could even react to tense his grip on his bottom, the relative peace of the wooded trail was interrupted by a surprisingly loud and tense fart. It lasted only a moment, but definitely enough to leave Alex grimacing and red faced, looking away from her with one hand clasping his belly as they walked, several others following behind it in rhythm with his steps. Penny's hearty laughter certainly didn't help. "Oh, jeez. Not quite on your mind, I guess," she quipped, still giggling as Alex's humiliated cringe widened. Eventually, Penny found her tact, however, and she leaned in, feathering a pair of smooches to his cheek once she'd stopped laughing. Alex's wince lessened to an embarrassed smirk, and he remarked, "Sorry, I, er... can't really help it at this point." Penny nodded matter-of-factly. "I know what you mean. Don't give yourself gas cramps on my accord." Alex arched his eyebrows in a questioning way given what she'd requested of him before departing, and Penny took the prompt to give an explanation. "Oh, don't get me wrong, I love a boy with a bubbly tummy, but I don't think you're gonna hold those in with the way we're pacing and with how much you've had to eat." Alex groaned, lethargically retorting, "Try not to remind me." Penny trilled and closed her eyes, smiling lightheartedly and her tail coiling to and fro behind her, clearly soaking their time together up like a sponge. They carried on for a while yet, the terrain nearly unchanged despite their plodding progress, while Alex's belly rumbled and groaned, occasionally breaking the silence with a trumpet or two from his butt. Eventually, though, Alex's mind began to wander, and as he grew accustomed to letting off gas pressure in her presence, he began to wonder more about her, until finally, he asked, "Hey, so, uh... what got you into this kinda thing? Keeping guys from taking dumps and all?" Penny gave a little giggle. "Took you long enough to ask. Usually the 'why' comes in about the same time I step between them and the water closet. Or tree, in your case." She cast a bedroom look in his direction. "I guess you really do like me that much, huh?" Alex grinned back, shrugging. At least he was confident about his feelings on that particular factor of their encounter. Penny let her palms rest on the back of her head as they walked, humming. "I mean, I dunno what about boys and rumbly bellies gets me off, but it's a big enough kick that I take risks like this. Sorry if it bugs you that you're not my first." Alex shook his head. "No, no, it comes with the territory of traveling, I've been around, too. You're just, uh... the first that's done this to me." The lynx nodded in an understanding fashion, adding, "Probably the last, too, there's not a lot of my ilk, I've come to find. I've had a lot of encounters not go as smoothly as ours did, as you can probably imagine. But, uhh, to avoid getting into that, I've just been really into it for as long as I can remember. "I grew up with my mom, who was a scullery maid on one of the first intercontinental steamer ships. I usually helped her in the kitchen until I was old enough to take on an official job with the porter company myself. I probably don't need to tell you that in order to keep for weeks on end, the food they serve on those liners isn't always easy to digest. So, I guess I got exposed to seeing people in various stages of distress depending on how long the line for the can was pretty early! Myself, too, sometimes... Kinda grew into a weird fixation. And we know what weird fixations as a kid grow into as adults." It was Alex's turn to chuckle this time. "Somehow, I can't imagine someone as pretty as you in my position." Penny beamed back at him in a silly sort of way. "Oh, you have no idea. I swear, sometimes we'd serve this stew with a lot of potatoes in it that had me farting so loud in my cabin, it would echo off the walls of the entire deck. All night..." Alex guffawed, which caused Penny to crack up as well, but after a moment Alex grimaced, clutched his middle, and stopped in place just long enough that a particularly hefty gas bubble pattered out of his rear for several seconds before he could stop and straighten again. Penny chided him. "Jeez, go easy, you. I was afraid you were gonna unload in your shorts there for a minute." Alex shifted in place a little, groaning. "I did too. I thought I was doing okay, but that was sudden. I haven't had to go this bad in a while..." Penny promised to go easy on funny stories for his sake, at least until they made the next waypoint. Another mile or two passed by, their surroundings remaining mostly unchanged, but their pace - or rather, Alex's - gradually slowing. Even with his toned, fit, and capable body, his endurance and focus were beginning to falter, the weight of his meals beating on his drum down below with an ever increasing tempo. This was only exacerbated by Penny's habit of drawing oh-so-close each time he paused or slowed to fidget, squirm, or sway against his massive urge to poop, stealing kisses from his muzzle, and soft, claw tipped rubs of his swollen belly. After one particularly long and exaggerated session of dancing in place, Alex piped up with an urgent, "I need a break." Penny chewed her lower lip. "I was hoping you'd say that." Alex would have made a sarcastic retort if he wasn't rubbing his thighs together and clenching his jaw. His mind was occupied with an exercise - tense, inhale, relax, exhale - intended to keep his now openly rebelling bowels in check, and his tiring rear in strict obedience. He didn't care just how cute Penny was or how aroused he was by her interests... he wasn't going to shit his shorts in front of her, no matter how direly he-- "Wh-- Hey!" Alex was brought out of his deeply introspective trance by a sudden and clear physical sensation - Penny was undoing his belt and working on his shorts button and zipper. "N-now's a really bad time for that!" Penny gazed up at him, her hands pausing, an undisguised look of hungry lust on her face. "Oh. I'm sorry! I could stop. Button you back up, cinch your belt agai--" Alex whimpered through gritted teeth. "N-no, just..." He was interrupted by a soft pawpad touching his lips with a gentle, implicative caress. "Don't speak. Focus on your body. Trust me." Alex gulped, that familiar swelling of lust in his loins running up his spine again, washing over him and soaking his thoughts and inhibitions... How could he be horny at a time like this? He didn't understand how he could need to defecate so, so badly and yet want the woman in front of him... no, want to please this woman in front of him yet more. As if on cue, she whispered a hungry whisper into his ear. "Do you trust me? You've come this far, such a good boy, not even a protest..." He breathed out a hot, laden breath, his underwear tightening around his loins. He nodded obediently. Her fingertip was replaced with her mouth, kissing him, teasing his tongue with hers. Never had he been this aroused - at least not in a long; long time, the primal, dominating lust of a new, forbidden experience taking hold of his mind. Whatever she wanted, he'd oblige... no, he thirsted to give her. Penny, too, was getting a bit carried away, her breaths coming more deeply and rapidly, but she wasn't nearly as far gone as Alex had become. In fact, half of her own arousal was a contact high, the heat between her legs and thudding of her heart rising in response to his own - and more prominently, his genuine, driving want to explore her desires. She hadn't had to pry, bargain, beg, or compromise for her fetish once, even though he hadn't even entertained it once before... and it was driving her mad. Her palm rested on his belly lightly, but covetously - swollen and churning with fullness, and only because she'd asked him to keep it that way, just for her. She finished opening his shorts, but left his underwear on, instead letting her clawtips rest on their hem. Slooowly, she dragged them upward, across the slightly exaggerated bulge of his bloated belly. "All that food~" she chimed breathily into his ear. Alex mumble whimpered in reply, both of his hands clenched at his sides, trying not to think about it, but a thick rumble against her fingertips betrayed that her words had reached him. "So many chances to stop and relieve yourself..." she continued, his snout turning up and letting an unbecoming, urgent whiiine as she spoke, her words coaxing a squeeze from his bowels just behind his rear. She wanted to say something else, but she was too drunk on hormones, every motion of his body in response to her teasing clouding her own ability to think. With what little clarity she had left, she pulled away from him, eliciting a confused, needy noise from him in reply, one paw reaching out for her as she stood just a stride in front of him. But still, she wasn't finished with him yet, and she knew if she stayed in that embrace, she wouldn't be able to resist him any longer, and she wasn't ready. Not yet. She gazed possessively at the boy in front of her, licking her chops. Alex was a sight to see. From the chest up, he was the portrait of a man ready to mate, maw half open as he panted, not with exertion, but primal need, eyes half-lidded and one ear flicking out of frustration. From the tummy down though, he was something else, his round, bloated, shapely belly giving his otherwise toned and fit frame an obscenely curvy shape, his shorts half-on half-off his hips and showing off not only how low the weight in his guts sat, but how powerfully aroused he'd become. Both of his bulges swayed weightily, his hips and rear bobbing to and fro as he lifted one foot and rested his weight on the other, trading it back and forth every second or so, as his insides made no attempt to hide their audible shifting and churning. Penny closed her eyes, swallowed, and took a deep breath. No, not yet. Soon. You'll have him soon. Make it last. "P-Penny?" Alex's tone wasn't just strained, but it was unsure, perhaps a bit worried, and it brought her back to reality. It was her turn to crack an awkward smile. "Sorry. Almost got carried away." Alex let out a frustrated noise as his youthful rush of hormones started to wane. "Almost, she says..." Penny's grin widened, and she laughed. "I don't think I need to tell you this is becoming a rather special experience for me... think you can make it last a little longer?" Alex mumbled something about not making any promises. "I know for sure I can't walk much farther. I..." He paused, not quite believing he was about to say what he was, "I've never had to take a dump so badly in my life." Penny trilled, replying with a sway of her hips, and a little pause before replying, "Tell you what…” … A gentle breeze blew through the sturdy trunks of the forest around them, the wind whispering around bark and conspiring through pine needles and leaves. The sound was calming to the pair as they hiked on, though the pace had become decidedly more of a lazy stroll than purposeful marching. Alex shivered a little. Rather, he had been shivering now and again for the past several hours as he tried to convince his body that refusing to relieve himself was not only an option, but the only option, much to its disagreement. Rather, what made this shiver unique was the effect the breeze was having on his body… a specific portion of his body, in particular. He was dressed much as he was earlier; a pair of windproof goggles resting on a leather strap atop his forehead, a taupe tunic with the sleeves long since removed in a rough fashion, his trademark red bandana around his neck, and a large hiking backpack slung over both shoulders. Beyond that, however, he was bare. His feet padded along the trail without the aid of hiking shoes, (which he didn’t mind in the least - his feet being bare on the ground merely meant he could feel the contours of the rough trail better, and as such, navigate it more naturally -) his bare legs and rather muscular thighs moving in an uneasy, slightly stilted rhythm, and much to Penny’s amusement, his bare balls, sheath, and rump swayed to the beat of his steps, free and presented for all to see. Penelope being the only one to see it didn’t do much to assuage Alex’s anxiousness, though if the plumpness of his sheath, with pink tip peeking from it as it swayed were any indication, his anxiousness wasn’t doing much to assuage his horniness following their latest close encounter. Above his bits, peering out from beneath his tunic, was his belly. Even a casual observer could see it was swollen now, and anyone that knew Alex would be hard-pressed not to ask him if he’d gained weight. He had, in fact, gained a few pounds over the last two days, but he carried it in a way that would seem odd to anyone that looked. It lacked the characteristic softness and gentle folds of body fat, the few inches of swell his normally athletic, flat middle had gained were round, almost formulaically smooth and curved. His belly button flirted with the hem of his top as he walked, and every once in a while it would make a very audible complaint of motion and fullness. Penny couldn’t stop glancing over her shoulder at him. Only partly because she wanted to see if he’d stopped or was falling behind - or perhaps even making a break for the trees - but rather because the shape and gait he’d developed was driving her mad. Her own bottoms, still attached to her hips rather than in her pack like Alex’s has found themselves, bore the gentle, warm dampness of her own lewd thoughts and mood, her heartbeat slightly more rapid than someone taking a gentle stroll through the forest in the afternoon. She wanted him, and badly, almost as badly as he wanted to let his body rid himself of his backed up meals. She still couldn’t believe her dumb luck - an attractive boy, with no place in particular to be, inclined for companionship, and a sense of adventure so conveniently and particularly broad she still wasn’t convinced she wasn’t dreaming. The deal she’d brokered was simple. Alex was to remain bottomless for the remainder of this leg of the journey; the relief of no belt constricting his abdomen and no clothing to soil should the unthinkable strike were the bargain in exchange. The deal had bought him some deeply desired relief from urgent squeezes and cramps from his plumbing - though it did nothing for how simply bloated and bottom-heavy he felt. His body wasn’t totally sold on this deal, either, and every half hour or so, Penny could hear a few heavy steps come to a pause, and turn to see him clutching at his abdomen or groping at his bottom, one leg raising awkwardly off the dirt of the forest floor to tuck under his sheath and coinpurse, usually accompanied with a dizzyingly attractive grimace of effort, and a thick bubbling from his lower gut as though someone were blowing into fresh oatmeal with a straw. Despite his hesitations, and a few honest impulses to cry out an apology and make for the treeline as fast as his belabored tailhole would allow, he still found himself before long walking again, with a belly feeling rather tighter and heavier than before. He’d never been quite so in tune with his bodily functions. He swore he could feel every inch of the tubes within his rounded middle, knowing exactly where each loop squeezed, pushed, bubbled, and shifted… and that was nothing to say for his tightened ring. The weight upon it was incredible. He swore he could feel it lazily bulging under the sheer gravity of his meals, tickling and tingling madly as the breeze caressed his bare rear, wobbling dangerously with the vibration of each footfall. Every pause induced by a sudden and coordinated pumping of his bowels made it ache and prickle with the numbness of fatigue against the sudden and nigh inexorable pressure building behind it… but seeing Penny’s looks of pure lust and covetousness made him swallow thickly and tense it up until finally, with a glacial rumbling from his depths, the pressure eased temporarily. In short, the poor tabby needed to poop. Badly. Badly enough, in fact, that after another mile or so, Penny heard a breathy gasp. She turned to see Alex staring into the middle distance with wide eyes, both hands clutching at his distended tum with a disoriented panic. His upper thighs pressed - no, leaned - against each other and quivered. Penny didn’t think much of it, leering at the tabby until she saw his body language take a rather very specific turn. First, Alex farted. This had been happening on and off as they walked, given he’d given up on trying to hold the persistent bubbles in, but this one was tense, tight, and nervous as first, but pattered to a stop suddenly with a few gentle pops… and accompanied almost immediately reflexive, squatting dip of his hips. Alex’s face went red. His cheeks puffed a little, and his eyes narrowed, his eyes drunkenly losing their focus. His fingers curled into tight fists, and his toes curled, claws raking tiny lines into the soft earth below him. His gut didn’t so much gurgle or grumble so much as it cavitated with effort. All of this, of course, happened over the course of about three seconds, and Penny knew with experience what was happening as soon as it had begun. Alex’s body was refusing to hold it in anymore. There was no longer a voluntary choice. He was going into a labor of sorts, and he was going to unload; right here, right now. Within the tabby’s head, there was no awareness of the world around him besides a fuzzy, desaturated image and a dim, cotton-wrapped stream of sounds echoing from far away... His world at present was instead one of sensation. A burning, powerful, urgent warmth has developed in his belly like a red-hot lead ball rolling downward towards his behind. He was aware of a panicked, twanging, staccato signal from his tailhole as it violently spasmed shut and involuntarily relaxed, his body trying to override the weakening signal from his increasingly fuzzy and unfocused mind. But above all, there was one clear thing he could focus on, one clear sense in his otherwise rapidly narrowing awareness: a mass, like a long-delayed freight train on slow, but dutifully steadfast wheels, was moving within him, and it was moving down. Penny yelled. “Hey! Not here, big boy!” Alex paid her little heed. His eyes showed a brief flicker, his ear flicked, but he farted again, and his ass lowered even further toward the earth. The efforts of verbal persuasion held no heed over nature’s hypnotizing spell that had gripped Alex as firmly as his bowels were gripping the mass inside of him. The lynx swallowed. She half wanted to let him go… he’d certainly come far, far further than any other sane and relatively potty-trained person would - all for her benefit alone, even - but a persistent sensation of her own, throbbing and begging for physical attention between her hips had hold of her mind in its own gentle but insistently effective and glibly persuasive grasp. Her feet trod on the path at a short, but dutifully urgent jog. Another sensation - then a second, prodded its way through Alex’s foggy mind. It shared space near his tired and flagging tail, on either side of it… Penelope had gripped Alexander’s rear firmly, and with her legs, had begun to hoist Alex’s butt out of a squat. Alex whined in deep, warning tones. “I know, you big hunk, but we’re almost there. Come on.” The last word was accompanied with one final tug, bringing Alex to a shaky, knock-kneed stand. His voice growled from deep within. “Can’t… Can’t hold it… Let me go…” He didn’t fight back or pull away - he couldn’t. Every neuron he could goad into motion was focused on damming back the mountain that was moving within him. Penelope leaned in and bit his ear, making the tabby yelp and colors dance before his eyes, his sheath bulging and his tip sliding free from its confines to taste the cool, crisp breeze and dribble clear fluid from within obediently. The fuzziness in his head waned. A baser instinct rose from within, clashing with the primal bodily urge and loosening its grasp on his mind. His bowels surged with bubbling and rumbling as pressure generated by his cramping insides relented back. His ring slowly drew closed, and a bulkhead of mass at the very end of his pipes, nearly poking to the open air itself, retreated within. Alex moaned. The moan hadn’t decided if it was out of raw lust or despairing urge to defecate by the time it left his mouth and hung in the air as steam despite the temperate climate. Penny whispered directly into Alex’s ear with much the same effect, “Good boy.” Alex’s thighs unlocked, and he turned, slowly. His cock swayed heavily as he rotated, a thin trail of precum lazily following as it, and he, turned to face the Lynx. Penelope reflexively swallowed and trilled. “Oh… something else on your mind, is it?” Alex looked through her. His blue eyes were still hazy, and his hands released his bloated belly to grab at her hips. Penny gave an involuntary whimper of her own as lust rolled through her core and sloshed like a spring between her hips. One of her own hands reached, groping between the tabby’s legs until it found his twin orbs, lifting them and cradling them in her palm. Her wrist was immediately kissed with a drip of pre, and she could feel the heat of his loins. Her emerald eyes peered into his and their lips met. Tongues intertwined and danced, shortly followed by their bodies, Alex’s hips pressing into Penny’s and smearing her trail shorts with his pre as he bucked against her and his length dragged desperately along the fabric. Alex’s palms tugged at Penny’s shorts with an unmistakably wordless demand, making no headway against her belt. Penny pulled back just enough to undo the first loop, inadvertently caressing the tip of his cock softly with the backs of her hands… Grrrbbbbl…. The moment that carried the igneous, magma-like bubbling of his belly hung in the air, as if it were awkwardly deciding where in this primal dance of mating it belonged, before hurriedly moving along; deciding it perhaps had interrupted something more important and very private. Alexander’s gut hadn’t just sounded bloated, gassy, and in urgent need of relief; it sounded indignant. Perhaps even threatening. The urges within had lost this battle, but a descending bubbling beneath his belly button decreed that it would not lose the war. Alex stood, panting, his lower abdomen giving a short groan once… twice, deeper… thrice, his thighs quivering with sheer effort, before a weak, sputtering toot forced its way free. He tried desperately not to laugh when his eyes caught Penelope’s, this time having the advantage as her own lust had left her feeling soft around the edges enough that it took her several seconds longer than Alex to process exactly what had just happened. Eventually, though, she recovered, and didn’t bother to resist laughing, although Alex carried on valianty fighting it, preferring that over fighting off another wave of urges on his tired, bulging tailhole. He was far from relaxed, one hand furtively rubbing his badly bulging tum in slow circles, the other holding his rump, two fingers clandestinely massaging his ring. His length, sensing that playtime was decidedly over, gently nestled all but its tip back in his sheath, though it was still dripping embarrassingly, which in turn caused Penny to look down at the glistening swath of dark, slick fabric on her shorts and begin giggling again. “Aha, ha, man. I almost feel bad for stopping.” Alex chuckled, shifting from foot to foot. “Almost? Don’t let me interrupt you. I just hope you won’t mind when I explode.” Though the jovial awkwardness between the two was something they both enjoyed, Alex’s belly bubbled ominously and his thighs dipped together again. Nothing that had possessed either of them a few moments ago had let Alex lessen the load within his bowels, and though the monster of his base instincts was back in its cage for the moment, it was growing larger and the bars were beginning to bend with each gurgling roar. “I can’t believe I almost… …had an accident…” he mumbled, the last half of his sentence rather quieter with the unfamiliarity of it not having left his mouth in almost two decades. “I can,” Penny mused. “You’re getting to the end of your rope, big boy~.” Alex nodded with a little huff. She turned and looked out down the trail. The sun had left its apex in the sky and the trees drew lines of shadow across the path from its mid-afternoon angle over the mountains. Alex followed her gaze. The trail carried on flatly and relatively straight for about a half mile before dipping out of view… but beyond, it peered back into his sight a blurry distance away, where it soon met a stone and wood covered bridge… and more importantly, the Faurine River. Alex rubbed his belly and practically drooled in anticipation, his thighs needily grinding together. The look he gave the broad and cerulean blue water in the distance would have made it run backwards and retreat up the mountain in fear, had it the capacity for thought. Penny kissed his cheek before his thoughts gave his body and belly any bright ideas. “Think you’ll make it, handsome?” Penny inquired. “Can’t be more than a half hour or so away, all downhill…” Alexander glanced down. His swollen abdomen groaned, and he allowed himself to dance, hopping from foot to foot as a cramp loomed, gripped his bowels threateningly, and eased… all as Penny bit her lip and shuffled her own legs a bit under a similar but altogether different bodily need. “I… don’t think so,” Alex said finally, hands less holding his distended middle, and more resting its hefty weight on his palms. “It’s taking all my strength to not make three steps into the trees and handle business.” Penny nodded, replying with an amicable, “I won’t stop you.” Alex continued to dance, ready to make another gentle protest, when what she’d said registered. “I really… wha?” His feet begged him to start walking, and his gut bubbled as another wave of urges surged down his middle and rebounded thickly off of his tailhole, making him give a grunt of effort. “I… are you sure?” Penny nodded, resisting calls from within herself somewhere to grab his hand and start pulling him down the trail. “I can’t lie… I want you, right here, right now…” Her words dripped with lust. Alex’s sheath bobbed heedingly. “And even more, I want to drag you, squirming and begging, all the way to the banks of the river…” This statement drew an involuntarily tensing of muscles on the aft side of Alex’s lower body. “But you’ve been so, so good… to me, to my silly wants and desires…” She paused for a beat. “...better than anyone else…” she ventured with just a bit of added honey. Alex swallowed loudly. “We’re so close, big boy, and if we make it, I don’t think either of us could stop ourselves…” Alex’s bits dribbled another long string of pre, his mind rapidly changing tracks between the burning pull of his loins and the smoldering push of his bowels. He looked again, down the trail at the distant blue line carved through the trees and grass. It seemed so far, further now than when he looked last. A gentle gust of wind tickled under his tail and past his bits. He clamped one hand firmly beneath his tail, and took a deep breath, holding it and counting. Penny watched with hopeful interest, tail curling the question marks in her mind as his dancing from foot to foot slowed, his thighs parted, and his own tail, like a flag lowered in defeat, shakily descended, curled over his hand and between his legs, the tip covering his sheath. His belly burbled moodily, but feebly in protest. “No promises. But for you, beautiful, I’ll try.” Penny let out a barely restrained squeal, stopping just short of throwing herself into him and hugging him for dear life (and, inevitably, sweet relief, which is what barely managed to stop her) and instead, leaned in to give him a lingering, warm kiss. Alex’s belly bubbled again, louder this time, and he winced. “T-time is a factor…” he whimpered. Penny giggled, nodding, and beginning to plod down the trail, beckoned for him to follow. Alex nervously called after her. She trodded to a stop several strides away from the tabby, who was still standing where he was, shifting from foot to foot, tail curled between his legs and looking rather pleadingly in her direction. “What is it, big boy? Change your mind?” Alex pinkened a little. “N-no, but…” he trailed off, feet still trampling the ground urgently beneath him. “But what? Want me to carry you? I don’t think I can lift you, even without all the added weight.” Alex took another deep breath, glancing down between his legs, at the trees to his right, then back at Penelope. “No, but I might need your help, anyway…” “...I really, really have to pee.”
  15. This is Chapter One of a larger story. I apologize in advance for any mistakes. -- On Travelling Light "When hiking in the wilderness, one should always travel light." It was a wise and time-tested adage, but as Alexander Privost was about to learn, there was more than one way the piece of traditional wisdom should be heeded. When the morning sun came filtering through the tropical treetops and onto the thin fabric of the tent, Alex was awoken with two thoughts. The first was the wonderfully warm and humid weather, along with a uniquely heavy and lethargic feeling to his body, which together was very conducive to him staying in his bedroll and sleeping a bit longer; the second was that he was not alone. He thankfully remembered shortly after exactly why. -- He'd been between expeditions, nursing a drink in an open-air bar near the port, and trying to plot the best route to his next destination, a fishing town near a freshwater lake several miles up north. The young adult tabby was no novice adventurer and if his gearpack and rough clothing didn't tell the tale, his lithe and fit body surely would. Between sips, he'd found the stool next to his occupied by a rather attractive young lynx. He'd thought nothing of it at first, until she rather pointedly leaned in to pore over his map, quietly remarking, "Don't take the trade road. There's a team of highwaymen working right around here," she indicated a blind curve on the map with a light drag of her foreclaw, "and they've paid off the local patrols." Normally, Alex have been annoyed by the blasé interruption, but her perception and helpful recommendation gave him pause. She beamed at him with eager green eyes and an energetic smile when he lifted his gaze from the map. "Penelope," she chimed. "Call me Penny." He gently, perhaps a little unsurely, shook her proffered hand. "Alexander. Alex. You've uh... got a pretty keen eye. Are you local?" She shook her head, long locks of black hair shimmering in the strong afternoon sun. "No. Not, natively, anyway. I was born on a merchant ship," She chuckled. "Traveling is in my blood, I've been doing it as long as I could walk, though, and this is one of my favorite ports." She patted Alex's travel pack, which sat on the floor between them. "Forgive me, I saw your gear and the map and I just couldn't help myself." Alex gave a good-natured chuckle and leaned over the map, circling the bend in the road she'd pointed out with a charcoal pencil and leaning back. "Can I get you a drink?" He asked. "It's the least I could do for your help." Penny raised her eyebrows, cordial smile curling into a coy grin. "Tell you what, if you buy us dinner I could help you a lot more than that." Afternoon wore on to evening, finding them moved on from the bar to a tavern on the docks. A collection of maps and charts intermingled upon a back booth table with several empty plates and bowls, and a couple empty tankards of mead. The maps were covered in charcoal pencil marks, outlining a path through the wilderness to the destination he'd planned; some shortcuts, some detours, and some resting places. The trip would take the better part of a day and a half, but the eager and provably expert young lynx knew her stuff. Alex hiccupped and burped quietly, and reflected that he had sure enough paid for dinner... but Penny had paid for the second and third helpings, of which he'd had the majority share. How he'd managed that, he wasn't quite sure, but he had a faint recollection of some food finding its way to his mouth without the use of his own hands. Penny chuckled, arms behind her head across the booth from Alex, eyes half-lidded and that now familiar smirk gracing her maw again. "Well, I suppose we should be glad we plotted a more challenging route than the main road. We've got some calories to burn off." Alex gave his own sheepish grin, the full weight of his consumption manifesting in a slowly dawning sensation of acute fullness and a touch of embarrassment, a single hand gingerly cradling his middle. Penny sensed his apprehension and began rolling up the maps, carefully stowing them in her own travel pack. "What say we get some shuteye? I have a feeling we're both gonna need some time to sleep it off and we need to set out early." Alex nodded, before realizing he'd failed to book a room. He'd planned to after charting his route at the bar, but Penny had proven to be very distracting. Very distracting. Almost as distracting as the fact that the lynx had taken the tabby's hand, guiding him out the door and into the cool costal night air. The idea that the lynx had cunningly coaxed his solo expedition into a trip for two didn't even dawn on him. As they trodded on down the moonlit streets of the sleeping town, he did, however, think to protest. Things were moving quickly - and not just literally, given the brisk pace they took wasn't easing the aching fullness in his tummy - but he'd just met the girl this afternoon. She wasn't unattractive; in fact, the way her youthful, curved figure moved in the silhouette of the blue-gold moonlight, and the way her hair sparkled in a way that almost made it blend with the distant inky waves of the ocean certainly helped with his unease, but Alex was a travel-wise cat. He had the uncanny feeling he was being led into a trap. He finally let his training win out, and as he opened his mouth to protest, he realized they'd already been past the front desk of a fairly reputable inn, paid for the night, and were halfway through the door of one of the upstairs rooms. Perhaps, he figured, he'd let himself get into trouble. He'd been in worse, after all. What followed was fairly predictable. They made small talk on the bed for a couple minutes before Penny unbuttoned her linen top, while Alex turned down the gas lamps with an outstretched arm. They made love once, fumbled around a little, then again, although perhaps a little less frantically than two people their age and vim normally would. Alex's stomach still was badly full, and each time he got a little too lost in the throes of mating, it reminded him with a groan and twinge of ache. Penny had done most of the work, he decided to himself honestly at the end and collapsed into the mattress, exhausted. Within a few minutes, he was deep asleep, and his body finally found peace enough to focus on the task at hand. Penny, however, was wide awake and watching. Once she was sure he was asleep, she scooted a little closer to him, and carefully lifted his top. He was laying on his back; his stomach protruded decently, but not outlandishly so below his ribs - the cat's light and agile frame was not accustomed to the amount of food he'd forced down, even if his active lifestyle did mean he occasionally had a fairly high caloric intake. It grumbled and churned restlessly between his breaths, and after a few moments, she could resist no longer, laying next to him and resting her head right on top of it - gently at first, so as not to wake him, but then easing the weight on until she was comfortable, listening to his stuffed tum squeeze and digest the meal(s) within. Admittedly, however, her thoughts weren't quite in the present. No, she was rather thinking of the days ahead, and with those thoughts in mind, she finally began to drift off to sleep. Alex awoke first, but the hefty groan that squeezed its way out of his maw ensured Penny followed shortly after. He felt like he'd ingested a particularly dense and roughly as ornery stone, and the lynx laying half-atop him certainly wasn't helping his gumption to rise. Mercifully, however, she rose, bare breasts and slim body lit from behind by the grey-blue, fickle glow of the distant sunrise approaching from beyond the horizon. Even he couldn't quite help cracking a half way, crooked smile. She returned the look with an amorous, sleepy grin, tail batting coyly on the mattress. "I'd letcha keep looking," she said, unsubtly arching her back, "but we need to get a move on if we're going to make time." He gave a playful protest in the form of another groan, but began to wrestle his own nude frame out of bed, eventually standing bare and stretching. She took her return on investment gazing at his shapely, round rear for as long as it took for him to get some shorts on, then set to work getting herself dressed. A few minutes later, they headed back downstairs and onto the patio to have breakfast before departing, laying the maps out once again to review the path. They'd follow the North road out of town, but only as far as a mile or two before detouring onto an old hunting trail, and into the dense forest from there. Alex was still mildly suffering from the generous portion or three that he'd packed down the night before, but his stomach was empty, and breakfast being the most important meal of the day (besides lunch and dinner,) he took a generous portion of fresh eggs and salted meats with coffee. Penny supped on eggs on toast and some tea. After both taking their fill, they packed and set out. Grey-blue turned to violet and gold, the sun cresting the hills behind them as they crossed the town's border. Ahead of them, a major dirt road about three motor-carriages wide wound before them, lined on either side by rough weeds and grass, and then by ancient, towering, and dense redwoods. The lynx led the way with the tabby not far behind, admiring her natural bounce with each step as they paced on. The going was easy despite the slight grade as they climbed a lazy knoll that marked their approach to the foothills of the King Mountains. Penny hummed a rhythm to the padding of her feet that Alex found merry, and after a time, he paused. "What song is that? I've never heard it before." She glanced behind herself for a moment, not stopping her pace. "It's a tune that the steamer hands have picked up recently, it's been stuck in my head since I got in to port last week." She turned her head forward, singing boldly with a bellow that Alex was surprised a body like hers could produce, "There were two lofty ships from old 'Ellen came, Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we; One was the Prince of Windward, and the other Prince of Dames, Cruising down along the coast of the High Palm Tree. " 'Aloft there, aloft!' our jolly boatswain cries, Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we; 'Look ahead, look astern, look aweather and alee, Look along down the coast of the High Palm Tree.' " Alex hummed along as she continued and he had time to pick up the tune, and before he knew it, they'd left the road and were into the trailhead. Purple yellow turned to verdant hues as the rising sun became sheltered below the canopy and scattered by the low grass around them, songbirds and the whisper winds of the tall trees filling the soundscape around them. The pace went from even and rhythmic to more deliberate and jaunty, following the lynx over roots, around fallen logs, and through tight clearings where the greens threatened to reclaim the long untended trail. It was about then that Alex realized he might have a problem. With every jaunt and swing, he could feel his laden insides bounce and lurch, throwing off his balance and making him acutely aware of how much he'd ingested. He was also fairly aware of a lingering unease within as his meal from the night before continued southward, weighing down somewhere behind his bellybutton. Despite his active lifestyle and decent appetite, the tabby knew he'd grossly overindulged and would be paying for it soon. "Hey!" Alex perked. Penny had stopped about a quarter cable ahead, arms folded, tail coiling and uncoiling behind her. "Slowpoke, we'll never make it to the marker before sundown at this rate." The tabby picked up the pace, joining her after a moment of awkward jogging or two. "Something bothering you? ...Eat too much?" Alex nodded sheepishly, not quite noticing the half-singsong tone she'd taken on the last half of her inquiry. An inquisitive index finger of the lynx's found and prodded Alex's mostly unguarded belly, eliciting a grumpy "Hey!" from him. She retorted with a precocious growl-chuckle, chasing it with a "Hey nothing, you. C'mon, work it off!" And with that, she set off again at a brisk pace, and gritting his teeth, Alex followed, along with his burdened belly. Things didn't get much easier from there. Light groans and shifts from within Alex's belly turned longer, deeper, and lower, and before long he was beginning to feel gassy. Digestion was taking its toll on the cat, and as the minutes dragged into the better part of an hour, he could swear he was heavier than he was when he'd set off on the hike. Another problem was beginning to brew as well, literally; the coffee he'd drank earlier had sunk through his body and was filling his bladder. A tense, dull tingling inside reminded him of it with each footfall. Mercifully, they reached their first checkpoint on the map - the ruins of a temple from ages long past. Nestled against a cliff and largely hidden by the growing thickness of the trees surrounding them, the mist from the canopy intermingled whimsically with the remains of its clay roof. They found a relatively safe spot to sit, rest, stretch, and in Alex's case, fidget. Penny sensed his restlessness and scooted closer to him and rub his shoulders. "Feeling any better?" Alex shook his head. "I feel like my entire body is out of rhythm. I might need to take a break soon." Penny feigned ignorance, leaning in to nuzzle at the left side of his cheek. "We are taking a break, silly." Alex huffed. "Not that kind of break." His gut let out a low bubbling to punctuate his statement. The lynx giggled and let her hands drop to Alex's tummy and give it a couple pats. "Poor boy." Alex smiled sheepishly, and Penelope stood up and stretched. "Well, I suppose I could take a leak, myself. Ladies first~!" She stood and wandered off out of sight before he could protest. She slunk behind the stonework of the structure, dropping her trousers and squatting, letting the leaves and grass tickle her rear, before sighing out and letting her stream flow gently from her body. A mild mist rose from below her as it tinkled and trickled betwixt the plants under her butt, pooling in a natural divot in the dirt a couple feet away. While she did her business, she marveled at the natural beauty of the ornate grey and white stone - hewn with primitive tools into ornate columns and arches - and how nature intermingled in vines and sprouts in the absence of its founders and caretakers. She took a minute to work out her plans for the day - not of traveling, they had those plans down pat - but her rather more dubious ones with her traveling companion. She could read his body language pretty well - his body was obviously working its way through his massive intake and preparing to rid itself of the excess, she mused, and she didn't want to waste the opportunity, so she pondered a little on how she could manage to keep him ripe and bottom heavy. A devious idea struck her, and she chewed on her lower lip a little as her stream dwindled to a stop. She hiked up her shorts but left the top two buttons deliberately undone as she made her way back up to the temple. Alex was a little disoriented to say the least. The weight and bloating in his guts curled ever lower and grew in noise and discomfort with each passing minute, and the anticipation of coming relief wasn't helping. He jumped a bit when Penny tapped his shoulder. "Jeez. We should be glad you followed my advice, daydreamer, or those bandits would have eaten you for breakfast." He managed a bashful smile. "My turn?" Alex asked sarcastically, rising gingerly and wincing as his guts redistributed the weight within him with an audible, thick gurgle. He wasn't expecting Penny to reply with a "Maybe~" and a soft peck to his lips. The tabby didn't quite understand, and figured perhaps she was trying to be funny or flirty, but when he tried to pass her after returning her smooch distractedly, she stepped back in front of him, both hands gripping - gently, but with a sense of importance - his hips. "...Penny?" He asked. "I uh, gotta go. Can this wait?" Penny leaned in, chewing her lower lip a little again, and finally pushed through her own hesitation to breathe heavily into his ear, "Can I help?" Alex didn't know what to make of what she'd said beyond that her tone awoke a primal feeling within, more powerful than his bloated bowels and needy bladder, starting somewhere in his loins and working up his spine with youthful, lustful fire. He gave her the off-balance look of confused arousal and hoped it could convey his feelings - and in a way, it did, leaving Penelope to hook a confident finger into the hem of his shorts and lead him down and off into the greens a ways. Suitably, they came to stop at a particularly broad (and to Alex, deeply inviting) tree. As Penny let go of Alex's shorts and slipped behind him, his bladder suddenly felt more full... needier, too, probably because of the natural place of relief right in front of him. Penny let her arms drape around his sides, nipping at his neck as she undid his shorts and let them drop to his feet... but not his underwear. Alex let out a whimper, half out of lust, half out of urgency as his knees drew inward and his hips began to shift and squirm. He pleaded in a voice very unlike his usually confident nature, "Penny...? I really need to go, seriously..." The only reply he got was the same aroused tone she'd given him, washing into his ear with a heat and melody he swore was unnatural, "I know~." Her clawtips found the hem of his underclothes, and she gently, slowly worked them down, his cock bouncing free from its confines in the open air, confidently already at half-mast. Thankfully, his own thudding heart and now badly full and very eager to empty bladder kept it from standing fully and preventing him from urinating, and with his underwear joining his shorts around his ankles, the soft pads of the lynx's paws gently, softly... warmly clasped his length. He let out a nervous whimper, his resolve to hold his urine back weakening with each moment, and he was acutely aware now he wasn't being fellated... no, he was being aimed. Still, something was stopping him from watering the tree in front of him, and a needy bubbling from deep within reminded him... it wasn't just his bladder that was full. He opened his mouth, fumbling for words as one does when they've never been a position remotely needing them before, "Penny? I, uh... You might not want to stand behind me, I..." Penny cut him off. "I know, cutie. Whatever happens, happens, but you'd better not dirty my clothes~." Alex gave an urgent groan. He had no choice in the matter, anymore anyway, and with a distinct sensation of losing his grip on his bladder, a stream burst forth from the tip of his length, uneven and weak at first, but within moments gushing so powerfully the backsplash from the tree trunk was lightly tickling their feet. But inevitably, as one does when they've been sealed up for so long, Alex felt a familiar tickling as the very base of his butt, and despite forcing his stream to a stop with a rather admittedly girlish whine, it resumed heedless of his commands, and with it, a rather long and heavy fart burst from his rear. The gas that had been trapped and mixing in his belly simply wouldn't be denied any longer, and with his limited control of his lower muscles, it finally forced its way to freedom, warming penny's lap and dissipating, mercifully, into the gentle open breeze. He squinted his eyes shut and grit his teeth, hoping an apologetic groan would be enough, sure he was going to lose control of his butt at the same time that he was draining the lake between his hips, but thankfully his trumpeting dwindled to a stop on its own. Penny gave his bare ass a couple pats with one hand in a lewdly reassuring sort of way, and the rather humiliated tabby continued to hose the tree in front of him with pee for a good half-minute before his stream eased shakily to a stop. They stood there for a short while, panting, hearts pounding, and bodies leaning against each other for a short while. The secret was out, and although Alex was still confused and guessing at exactly why Penny was doing what she did, he found he had way less of an apprehension about it than he'd imagined he would. That was, until he felt her hand glide down his thigh and start to pull his underclothes back up. His guts heaved in protest with a very audible, deep rumbling and penny could feel his butt squeeze tightly against her hips, a laborious groan tumbling from his maw. "Penny, no, I still gotta..." She gave his ear a good nip and pulled up his underclothes and shorts the rest of the way, fumbling with the catches until they were snug against his still burdened belly. She gently turned him to face her, and the look on her face instantly weakened his resolve to pull free. Lust was spelled across her expression in text plainer than any print, her half-lidded eyes searching his, heavy, slow breathing eliciting little trills from her nose as she chewed visibly on her lower lip. She leaned in, kissing him so hard he had to lean forward to stop them both stumbling or falling backwards into the generous pond he'd just made, and kissed back, both expressing their mutual arousal in little heated vocalizations. A lot of understanding was exchanged in the moment without the use of any words, until they finally broke the kiss. Penny spoke first, after a moment of light fumbling. "I uh... I know you gotta, but..." She let one palm gently, lightly caress his belly. "Can you go without for a bit?" Alex didn't question it any further, it didn't matter to him why she wanted it, it was more a matter of whether he could, now. He glanced down at his gut as if a look could evaluate how much longer he could go without a proper bathroom break; Penny kissed his forehead in encouragement. His insides were heavy and full, but with the immediate gas pressure off his rear, he did definitely feel better. "I... I could, but I don't know for how long." Penny nodded. "There's a river by our first camping spot, a couple hours from here. Could you... would you make it there?" She gave him another of her looks, and it occurred to him they were becoming his favorite. Still, his weighted middle reminded him of its presence. If not for her, he'd have squatted and made himself a fair amount lighter a long time ago. "...I'll try. No promises. And only because you asked." His tone had a genuine warning edge, his guts felt traitorous. "And you're responsible if I can't." Penny pushed herself into another kiss, tail flicking with excitement. She broke the kiss after a moment, giving Alex's belly a gentle pat and admiring the deep thump it gave it response. "Well, we'd better get going, then. The sooner we get there, the sooner you'll get to go!" And with that they set off, the pace decidedly less eager and more deliberate despite Alex's disproportionate want to make the destination even more expediently than before. Penny took up the rear this time, occasionally stumbling over roots because of how intently she was staring at the shapely, bouncing, and needy ass of her travel partner.
  16. I'm a male sub looking for a female dom for irl or erp omorashi! I am rather new at irl omorashi! so i wouldn't mind an experience partner to help me learn<3 I have 3 1/2 years of erp experience i have an oc and can quickly make more if you don't like the one i have! Also mods pls don't kill me, ill just delete this if its against the rules<3
  17. SpectreLaugher

    Poison!

    From the album: Spectre’s Experiments

    Better hope her urine isn’t poisonous

    © Final Fight (Model from Street Fighter V)

  18. SpectreLaugher

    Poison - 2

    From the album: Spectre’s Experiments

    Better hope her urine isn’t poisonous. Or just hope that her shorts act as a good filter.

    © Final Fight (Model from Street Fighter V)

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  20. GF Scolds You For Having Accidents View File From DiaperedSunshine. POV: Your girlfriend confronts you about your history of wetting accidents, suggests you start wearing diapers. Submitter ControlFreak Submitted 12/02/2022 Category Male  
  21. 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.
  22. 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
  23. 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.
  24. 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.
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